The Girl Next Door

When I was younger, I made friends with the girl next door. We used to play in her bedroom. I would try on her dresses. Once, she asked if I would like to wear her knickers. I said yes. She gave me a pair of pink knickers. I couldn't stop feeling them. They felt really soft. After I had been wearing her knickers for a year, I used to play with myself in her knickers. She just laughed while watching me. It's just that they felt so soft. Then, one day, she asked me if I would like to wear a petticoat over the knickers. I didn't see anything wrong with that. I slipped on a full, white petticoat with lace at the hem. I kept playing with myself in her underwear. It felt really nice.

— Jose, 26