The cute couple was lying naked in her bed. The sheets pulled up, and MJ was resting her head on his slightly hairy chest, running her fingers around his pelvic region. Quietly enjoying the bliss of their lovemaking. Listening to the gentle beating of his heart but then with a start, she lifted her head.
"Um, Alex. I am curious about something; I hope the answer is 'Yes'."
"Okay, what, love?" but Alex felt the bite of sudden anxiety at her quick action.
"Well, you see, some of my panties have gone missing. I hope you have them."
Eeks, he thought. He had stolen a couple of pairs.
"Ah, well, yes. I did liberate some. I stole two pairs," Alex confessed, blushing red, admitting to the theft. Sadly, this did not sate his nerves.
Resting her head back down and hearing the hammering of his heart now, MJ smiled.
"Not stolen, borrowed. I am happy you have my pretties. I do not want some perv out there using them for something nefarious. I want 'my perv' using my panties." Mary Jane said with a heartfelt laugh.
"Ah, well, yeah." He was embarrassed and now a bit less scared but unsure of where this was going.
"It's okay you have them. Really. Great. I just have one important question for you.
"What do you use them for? Are they a trophy of your victory in bedding this amazing woman? Have you used them to 'get off' while you stroke your magnificent cock while thinking of me? Do you lay in bed with the crotch of the panties over your face inhaling me, wanting to eat me out? Or have you tried them on to see how they fit? To see what your cock looks like in my delicate undies?"
"Wow, you have some great ideas there. I am going to have to try them all."
Alex was not sure he should admit why he kept them, but he also did not want to lie to MJ. Not after she had guessed what he was doing.
"I'm serious, Alex. I want to know what you use them for," she said as she turned her head to look up at him, laying the other ear on his chest, no longer cupping his balls but holding that hand up to her nose, smelling his scent on her fingers.
"I love you. I love you having them. That is so sweet. I am just dying to know. My small and docile inner pervert just MUST know. What are you doing to my precious panties? I hope it is naughty."
"Small and docile?"
"Don't make me put you over my knee, boyfriend. You have not seen my dominant side. Well, not just yet. Answer me, now, my slutty lover," she said 'now' with an almost purring-sounding voice. Now touching his face with her other hand.
"The first one I took,"
"Burrowed," MJ interjected.
"Burrowed. That was the bright green ones with the see-through panels on the side."
"Those are my neon green boy shorts with mesh side panels."
"Um, shush MJ, or I will never get the guts to say this.
"Those boy shorts, I tried them on but they were tight and rolled down my ass. They will just not stay up. They looked so sexy on you, so I used them to stroke my cock. The front and back, um, parts were so soft and silky. I came so quickly, and I had to wash them. They are in the back of my underwear drawer.
"The pink one is so bright and shiny. I was afraid to rub them on my cock. Not sure if I would damage them, you know, the fabric. They felt so delicate but were much 'stretchier'. They were still too tight to wear but it was so hot knowing they were yours, with my cock resting where your pussy was. They did not roll down my butt since they came up higher in the back. I've worn them to class."
"Describe how it looked on you?"
"I could see the outline of my cock. It was straining to get out when I looked at myself in the mirror. I kept thinking of you, but they felt, um, so kinky. Not felt, looked. My ass was cheeky."
"Oh Alex, that is so hot. I want to see you in panties. That has always been a kink of mine. Boys in girly clothing. Trans, crossdressers, heck, even posers on Halloween."
By now she was sitting on her knees, naked, looking down at him as they talked, rubbing his manhood and getting worked up.
"Won't that make me fruity? You know, gay?"
"Did you feel 'fruity', my love?" reaching out and touching his hard cock through the bedding. It grew more and more as she was talking to him.
"What is fruity about enjoying things with me? You seem to have enjoyed it. I am more than curious. Nothing 'we' are doing is fruity. It is all for fun and exploration."
"It felt so sexy, and I wanted to fuck you. Like the whole time, I wore them. Every time I felt them move or noticed the difference, I thought of you."
"mMmmm, that is so hot. Dreaming and thinking of me is never fruity. Except if we put pineapple slices on my breasts. mMmmm, that would be fruity. My nipples, the cherry on top."
"Oh gawd, that would be yummy. I do love me some pineapples."
"What size pants do you wear?"
"32 inches or so. Why?" enjoying her hand touching his cock, thinking she could mount him any second. He was hard and ready.
"That is why they didn't fit. I wear a woman's medium. You are likely a woman's large. One sec."
Alex briefly reached out as she moved away.
MJ got up and went to the door, opening it enough to stick her head out. Alex was disappointed she stopped touching him but was enjoying the view of her ass. Her well-shaped 'medium ass', he thought. The slight curves and gentle arcs. They could make a monument of that ass.
"Beth, that sexy ass of yours is a large in panties, right?"
"Yeah, why? You're booty-shaming me, bitch?" she let out with a laugh.
"No, never. You are a fine piece of meat, sister. I just need to borrow some, err, one. Do you have any high-rise or French-cut panties?"
"I do but what could you possibly need them for? That tight athletic butt would never hold my fine unmentionables. Mine is a jiggly butt. Giggle, giggle."
"I cannot say," MJ whispered.
"I guess I do not have any for you to borrow, roomie"
"Fine, I want to try them on Alex. I want to see if he looks cute in panties. You cannot tell anyone."
Alex just about screamed. His face turned beat red. He pulled up the sheets trying to hide.
"MJ!"
"Hush, Alex. You want this, I hope,"
He could not say a word, stunned but did notice his cock was hard.
"Who would I tell, his girlfriend? That bitch hates me and would think I am lying anyway. Likely thinking I'm trying to steal her precious boy toy. Ugh, those drama queens. Freaking cheerleaders.
"I can loan you some if you let me watch him try them on. No touching, eyes only."
"Yeah, no touching. That bitch of his does bite."
"Har, har. Let me get some. Be there soon."
Going back into the room, padding back to the bed, MaryJane grabbed a nightgown to slip on. A simple black one that hid her mostly. For modesty, clearly. At least try to keep up appearances, she thought.
"Do I get a say in this?" Alex perked up after the conversation with Beth and felt more than a few butterflies dancing away. Spoken from his sheet fort, completely hiding in the bed. Mind racing but excitement was winning out over the urge to dress and run away.
"No thief, this is your punishment, and you are going to like it. No, and you will love it."
He was unable to see the glee and joy in her eyes, giddiness. Alex just squirmed in the bed as a winded Beth stormed in with her arms full of a plethora of panties.
"Here, I just kind of grabbed my whole drawer," tossing an armload onto the floor at the young cheerleader's feet.
"Gads, roomy. Did you leave any behind?"
