The Romance of Underpants (Urban Life Adult Novel)

Chapter 1: First Meeting

Opening the drawer above, the small drawer, which is less than 50 cm square, is filled with all kinds of women.

Hundreds of underwear, sexy enough to make all men's hearts flutter, neatly arranged in drawers

Here, these are all the treasures I have collected over the years - my lingerie kingdom.

I take care of my collection like a pet and know the owner of each piece of underwear.

When playing with them, it is as if they are being affectionate with their owners, how intoxicating!

The reason why I have an inextricable bond with women's underwear can be traced back to when I was twelve years old. I have immigrated to the United States for many years.

My aunt returned to Taiwan to visit her mother and stayed at home for more than half a month. My aunt has been the most beautiful girl in the family since she was a child.

The most beautiful one, after not seeing her for many years, is indeed more mature and beautiful.

I never thought that I, a fifth grader in elementary school, would have improper thoughts about my aunt! But I want to think about it, but

There is nothing I can do. At this moment, something on the back balcony attracted me. Yes, it was my aunt's personal

Underwear.

Women's underwear can be seen on the back balcony every day, and it's no big deal. Just what I used to do

I only saw the underwear of two women in the family - my mother and my sister. My mother's underwear was always simple and

I don't like fancy things, I just want comfort. My sister was still young at the time, and all she wore were girls' underwear, which was not attractive at all.

Because of this, I regarded women's underwear as just ordinary clothes, but since I saw my aunt's underwear

After I took off my pants, I was completely dumbfounded.

Transparent and soft tulle, beautiful lace piping, plus the sexy hollow design, I doubt that such underwear

What can clothes cover? But this is exactly what my aunt wears every day!

In this way, my aunt's underwear became my first collection. Even from today's perspective, my aunt's underwear is still very beautiful.

The underwear my aunt wore at the time was considered avant-garde, and because of this, women's underwear made me fall into an abyss.

From then on, I couldn't extricate myself.

In my collection, except for a few from my mother and sister (on the one hand, the styles are not very attractive,

On the other hand, I was afraid of attracting their attention, so I only played with it occasionally in the bathroom, or even used it for masturbation, but it was not

Not collected), but mostly from the tenants next door.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or God’s arrangement, but there was a private women’s college across from my house.

The owner then rented the house to a female student for a long time. Because of this, the back balcony next door could be seen almost at any time.

There was a whole row of women's underwear. Of course, girls in their early twenties would not wear underwear that was too sexy and revealing.

, but occasionally there will be amazing underwear, and I habitually go to the back balcony to look at it every day.

Once he finds his prey, he never misses.

Therefore, in just five years, I have collected hundreds of sexy underwear. I can even vaguely remember

They look so pure and lovely like the hostess, it's really hard to put them down!

But the thing I least wanted to happen actually happened last month.

The owner of the house sold the house because he was in urgent need of money. Looking at the drawer full of underwear, I thought

Now that the supply of goods has disappeared, I’m naturally not in a good mood.

The new neighbor next door has moved in a week ago. My mother said that she is a woman in her early 40s and a 15-year-old girl.

The six-year-old boy was so disappointed when he heard this. A forty-year-old woman is not much different from her mother.

? Just by looking at the mother, you can infer what your new neighbor looks like and what style of underwear he wears.

On this day, I came to the back balcony in a bad mood. Perhaps out of habit, I stuck my head out of the iron railing.

I went outside the pole to see if the underwear worn by my new neighbor, a 40-year-old woman, was any different from that worn by my mother.

Something unbelievable happened!

Oh my god! This is... women's underwear! These are real underwear!

I almost screamed with joy. Yes, the underwear I have been waiting for has finally appeared again.

Women in their forties all wore boring and ugly underwear like my mother. I didn't expect our new neighbor to be

A woman of excellent taste.

Black, purple, dark red, apple green, and colorful underwear hung under the eaves and swayed in the wind.

My mood also started to improve. For many years, I have always thought that the underwear worn by my aunt is the best in the world.

I never thought that the sexier, more romantic, and even more obscene underwear would appear in the house of a 40-year-old woman.

Back balcony.

The owner of the underwear quickly aroused my interest. You should know that underwear is like people, and people are like underwear.

If the difference is too big, the charm of the underwear will disappear, so I want to meet her.

Unexpectedly, it happened again. Instead of waiting for me to go find her, she came to my door on her own initiative.

When I first saw her, it was hard to associate her with those sexy lingerie.

Is it because she is ugly? On the contrary, her beautiful face and tall figure make people feel amazing.

Sleep. Although she is not as young as before, she still exudes a feminine charm.

But it made her look younger all of a sudden.

The reason was the clothes she was wearing.

A noble and elegant dress gives people a feeling of being unattainable, which is different from her obscene and sexy underwear.

There was a world of difference. If I hadn't confirmed it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that those were her underwear!

"Hello, my last name is Zhang. I'm your new neighbor. Please give me your guidance."

She is the one I call Aunt Zhang in public and godmother in private!

Chapter 2 Loss of Wind

I don’t really like the title of underwear thief. Although I am indeed an underwear thief, in the five years that I have been “committing crimes”

Since then, he has never been caught. However, this myth was eventually shattered.

Ever since I first saw Aunt Zhang's underwear, I have been hiding in the back balcony all day staring at it like a demon.

Her underwear was hung on a rack, and I even kept a careful record of all her underwear, noting down every bra.

The colors and styles of underwear, garters, and sexy pajamas took a full month to develop.

After a quick calculation, I found that she actually had more than 30 sets of underwear and pants, not including those that had not been worn yet.

passed.

Finally, I made up my mind to steal Aunt Zhang's first pair of underwear, because that purple satin-like sexy

The panties were so tempting, as if beckoning to me, "Steal me, steal me!"

The underwear was stolen successfully.

That same day, I used this new product to wrap my penis and masturbate for three hours, ejaculating four or five times.

This is an experience I have never had before, and it is enough to show its infinite charm!

As the saying goes, once there is a second time, I usually don't attack the same person repeatedly in a short period of time, because it is easy to

It is easy to attract the other person's attention, but Aunt Zhang's underwear is too charming, making me feel like I am addicted to drugs and unable to control myself.

So, I made the first mistake in my life and stole four pairs of her sexy panties in a row.

Just when he was about to attack for the fourth time, a woman's voice was heard from the next room.

"So it's you. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The truth has been revealed, and I have no choice but to find a way to solve it. Considering my young age, Aunt Zhang will probably forgive me.

Young and ignorant, right? ! I brought the underwear I stole from her balcony these days and came to her door with a panicked mood.

, be prepared to face ruthless punishment…. What if she doesn't accept my apology and insists on calling the police? I can

You could go to jail! ! Oh my god! ! what do I do?

Just as I was hesitating and wandering at her door, the door inside was opened.

"Why don't you come in? What are you doing outside?"

Aunt Zhang asked me to go into the house with a cute smile. I was so scared that my legs went weak outside the door. I didn't know what to do.

I wonder if I will ever come out once I enter this door.

"Yes...I'm sorry...I shouldn't have...I'm vulgar...I..."

I got so anxious that tears welled up in my eyes. But Aunt Zhang came out from the kitchen with some hot tea and asked me to drink with her.

One cup, is this my last meal? I will be there, watching the kind Aunt Zhang fill my glass,

I don't know what tricks she is playing.

I placed the four pairs of stolen underwear on the coffee table and kept my head down, not daring to look her in the eye.

"Drink it quickly! It won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Aunt Zhang...these panties..."

She seemed to deliberately avoid mentioning the underwear, but there were four pairs of underwear on the table, so she had no choice but to take them in her hands.

"You like the underwear I wear?"

I nodded.

"Besides these, I'm sure you have other women's underwear in your house, right?"

She said it all, and I had no choice but to agree.

"So you're an underwear collector. It seems we have the same hobby."

What? Did I hear that correctly? She actually said "We are in the same boat", I couldn't help but be curious, I looked up for the first time

she.

"Finally I don't have to look into your head when I talk."

"You said...we are like-minded...what does this mean?"

She picked up the purple panties in her hand and played with them carefully, with the same seriousness as me, but this happened.

But it is rare for a woman to have this happen.

"I asked a friend to buy this pair of underwear in Paris, but it is designed by a famous designer! Don't be fooled by the fact that it doesn't have much fabric.

, but it cost me a lot of money. This pair of black underwear was bought by me in a boutique in Japan. "

Oh my god, it knows every pair of underwear by heart, and can even tell their origins. Is this not a hobby?

What could it be? No wonder it has so many underwear, and each piece is so attractive, underwear

Even women may not be able to resist his charm.

"Actually, I noticed it when you stole my first pair of underwear, but we are both in the same boat, and I didn't want to embarrass you.

But think about it, I cherish my underwear as much as you cherish your collection. If I don't stop you,

I'm afraid I'm going to suffer heavy losses. "

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I won't do it again."

"By the way, what did you do with my panties after you stole them?"

Why did she suddenly ask such an embarrassing question? If I told her that I used her underwear to wrap my dick and masturbate

, it would be strange if she didn’t kill me. Turning her head, she actually picked up the underwear and put it in front of her and sniffed it, with a trace of

A weird smile.

"Good boy, you actually used my underwear to masturbate! Don't deny it, my underwear is all stained with your semen.

Stinky smell. "

I had no way of saying anything and could only let her beat me up, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she looked at me with a smirk.

"Why are all you little boys like this? Even my son is no exception."

"What? Your son also...took yours..."

"Yes."

I didn’t expect that even Aunt Zhang’s own son was interested in her underwear. It shows that great minds think alike.

"Although I don't want to embarrass you, I can't let you off like this."

"What do you want?"

"From now on, I will punish you by making you come to my house and keep me company every day."

I can't believe my ears. This is not a punishment at all. It's a reward! Something even more unexpected

, she actually gave me all four pairs of underwear.

"Take it if you like it! Consider it my welcome gift to you. Please take care of me in the future."

In this way, my first contact with Aunt Zhang ended in an atmosphere full of surprise and joy.

It left me with an indissoluble bond with her.

Chapter 3: Godmother This Woman

A month later, I went to Aunt Zhang's house every day. She was like a kind neighbor sister, always welcoming me.

She greeted me. I didn’t expect that although both of them were women in their forties, Aunt Zhang was so different from my mother. Mother is a

She looks like a middle-aged woman, but Aunt Zhang looks like a newlywed. Sometimes I even fantasize that I can have Aunt Zhang as my

How great it would be to have a loving mother! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but envy and jealous of Aunt Zhang's son.

She told me that her son was a year or two younger than me, but much taller than me. A few days after moving here,

Because I went back to the school dormitory in the south for the start of the school term, we never met again. As for why she is single?

She didn't explain it herself, so I didn't feel comfortable asking.

Aunt Zhang was so kind and lovely that I quickly fell into her gentle trap. Sometimes I even accompanied her for dinner.

She ate with me and said that she and her son were rarely together, and that having me around made her feel at home.

"Why don't I be your godson? Let me be filial to you."

This sudden idea surprised her, but she readily agreed, but the only condition was

In private, we call each other mother and son, but in public we can only call her Aunt Zhang.

"From now on, godmother will treat you like her own son, and I hope you can also treat me as your own mother.

Treat your child like a dear, and don’t be like my heartless son who just leaves without saying goodbye… "

I don't know why, but every time my godmother talks about her son, she always shows happiness on her face.

A mixture of emotions and sadness.

"Don't worry, godmother. I will treat you ten times better than I treat my own mother. If you don't mind, I will

I'll just call you mom. "

My godmother was probably very emotional, she hugged me tightly in her arms, and kept calling me "My good son!"

, my dear son, be careful and be happy".

From then on, I had two families. My mother didn’t care much about me to begin with, but now I seemed to have found myself.

I even thought that my godmother's home was my real home.

Maybe my godmother came to me just because she was lonely, but my feelings towards her are much more complicated. Because of the inner

Aunt Zhang became my godmother, but even though I really treated her like my own mother, every time

When I saw her beautiful face, graceful figure and full of femininity, an evil desire came from deep in my heart.

It emerges everywhere and is difficult to suppress.

Every night, I could only masturbate with the underwear she gave me to relieve the unbearable lust in my heart, but this

How long can it last? I highly doubt it.

There were a few times when I found some freshly washed dirty underwear in my godmother's bathroom. For a man,

It is a rare treasure. There are still a few pubic hairs of my godmother stuck on the underwear. The yellow bottom of the pants exudes a strong fishy smell.

, is it the smell of urine or feces? I couldn't help licking the secretions on my panties, and then masturbated while sitting on the toilet...

My godmother has given me some of her favorite underwear. I have no reason to steal her underwear, but the underwear

The magic of her panties is like a bottomless abyss, there will never be a day of satisfaction, but even if I steal all her panties, it will be the same.

what? Instead of stealing, it’s better to let her give it to you personally…

This is a strange idea, but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. But how do I do it?

I thought of her son.

I remember she once said that her son had been using her underwear to masturbate since he was ten years old, but as a mother,

How could she tolerate her son masturbating with her panties? And it lasted for so many years? If you can find the reason

, can't I do the same?

"Still masturbating with my panties?"

That night, she suddenly asked this blushing question, and I nodded.

"Mom, your panties are so tempting that even just looking at them can make a man burn with desire."

"So you've had some bad thoughts about my body!"

I didn't expect that I would be asked out of this sentence, but my godmother's question seemed to have a hidden meaning.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Nothing. It just occurred to me that if it weren't for my underwear, I wouldn't have a good thing like you.

son. That being said, I really have to thank those tattered clothes. "

"Mom...I have an unwelcome request, but I don't know whether I should tell you or not?"

"We are all family now, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

"I want to...see Mom's collection...of underwear."

This was indeed a strange request, but my godmother did not refuse and led me into her room. I went into my godmother's room

I have been there many times. Although I know that all her underwear is in every closet, I just can't bet on Lushan

True face, now actively asking, the godmother can't refuse, although she has to take Gan's son to see her underwear,

It's really embarrassing.

The godmother opened the large sandalwood wardrobe next to the window. There were twenty small drawers in the wardrobe. She opened one at random.

In the drawer, there are several bras and panties folded into small balls neatly arranged. If there are five in a drawer,

If underwear is included, there are hundreds of sets of underwear in this closet, which is several times more than I originally expected.

"It's all here, take your time to look at it! Be careful not to mess it up."

Perhaps she was embarrassed, so after saying that, my godmother turned around and left. But what about me? If you can look in the mirror,

You will definitely see a pair of shining eyes and a smiling mouth. Oh my God, this is Baoshan! !