It is always windy on the prairies. Walking toward my on this windy June day is Debbie, the cutest chick in grade 12. Standing 5'2", shoulder length blond hair, sultry blue eyes, lips that beg to be kissed, small but perky breasts, tiny waist, rounded hips, great ass and shapely long legs. When she walks, her hips wiggle nicely causing her skirt or dress to sway sexily from side to side. She wears her mini shirts and dresses several inches shorter than the other girls in town. The hem would just cover her ass cheeks when she swayed down the street.
This windy day in June was no different. Her dress fit tight down across her breasts and flared out from the waist. The hem is just about an inch or two below her panty line. The wind is fighting to raise the dress and Debbie is struggling to keep her hem in position. She is carrying a package in one hand so she only has one hand to fight the battle. As she approaches, I can see she lost the battle at the rear. As her one free hand holds her dress in place in the front, the wind blows her dress up at the back exposing her ass to whoever is following. When we are about 10 feet apart, a gust of wind blows dust into her eyes. She lifts her hand to cover and protect her eyes. The wind blows her dress straight up and the hem is now by her face. My eyes devour her belly button, pale pink cotton panties and fully exposed shapely legs. She staggers and looks like she is going to fall. I rush to her and put my arms around her waist to keep her from falling.
"I have you." I say, holding her close as my hands tingled at the feel of her soft flesh above her panties. She is unable to open her eyes from the dust so I hold her close. Her raised dress is trapped between us.
Debbie carefully rubs her eyes until she can open them again. "Thanks for the help." Debbie smiles as she blinks her eyes open. It is then she realizes my hands are on her bare back and the hem of her dress is at her neck line. "Are you going to let my dress down or are you enjoying this too much?" she says a little joking and sarcastic at the same time.
I slowly ease my hold on her and back away a step letting my hands slide around her waist before breaking contact. She looks into my eyes and smiles as her dress falls but continues to be tossed around by the wind.
I offer to walk her home and she accepts. As we walk along, she continues to fight the wind with her dress. She carries her package in one hand and I slip my hand into her other hand. She does not resist my attention but now she has no hand free to fight the wind. We turn onto the side street so there isn't much traffic and there isn't anyone else walking so she just resigns and lets the wind have its way. I think she enjoys showing off her dynamite body and this was just another opportunity. We both chuckle as the wind blows her dress up and I get a clear view of her great legs and pretty panties.
We arrive at her home and she invites me in for a glass of ice tea. I accept. We sit and chat about the wind. "I suppose you like the wind" Debbie says "so you can see up the girls dresses."
"The wind does have its advantages. It lets us guys get a peek at your panties." I smile.
"Are you saying you saw my panties?"
"Pretty pink ones, they are." I smile.
"Now I am embarrassed." Debbie says as she turns slightly red.
"Don't be embarrassed. They look very very nice." I try to put her at ease although I am sure it is just an act.
"Had I known I was going to display my panties, I would have worn nicer ones."
"You have nicer panties?" I ask.
"Sure, I have some fancy panties."
"Show me."
"I can't do that." Debbie laughs.
"Why not. I have already seen the panties you are wearing so it can't be so bad to show me prettier panties you are not wearing."
I continue to push Debbie to show me her other panties and she stubbornly refuses for a number of reasons. Finally she weakens and says "Ok, but since you have seen the panties I am wearing, you drop your pants and show me your underwear. If I like what I see maybe I will show you my other panties."
My cock was already semi hard from the conversation and this brought it to full attention. I stood and opened my pants and let them fall to the floor. My boxers did very little to hide my swollen cock. As my pants settled around my ankles Debbie's eyes widened as she stared at the obvious swelling in my boxers. I put my hands in front of me in an effort to hide my excitement.
"No, no. Take your hands away. It looks like all the rumors about you are true."
I let my hands drop to my side and ask "And what rumors is this?"
All the girls are saying that you are very big down there and I guess they are right."
I turn red and am a little embarrassed. I want to change the subject so say "Ok, now can I see your other panties?"
"Alright but step out of your pants. You can put them back on after you see my panties. I like to see your big thing." My cock twitched and grew as I stepped out of my pants. Debbie couldn't take her eyes off my bulge. She clearly liked what she saw. "Don't tell anyone I showed you my panties."
We go into her bedroom and she opens a drawer on her dresser. I look inside and there is an array of color from all the panties and bras. I can feel my cock straining against my boxers as I peer into her private drawer. She rummages through the panties and finds a thong that is a shiny silk material with white lace around the tiny patch of material. There is no back to them, just a fancy lace string. Deb holds them up for me to see.
"What a pretty thong" I emphasize. I reach up, take them from her hand and feel the smooth material. "and they feel so smooth. I bet they feel nice when you are wearing them. Do you like wearing a thong?"
"Yes they feel nice because they slide over the skin so easily. The bare back lets my skirt slide across my butt." Debbie replies like she was talking to one of her girl friends. She looks down at my cock, reaches out and very slowly runs her hand along its length. "The panties feel almost as nice as your cock does." She wraps her tiny fingers around the swollen head and squeezes.
I squeeze the panties in my hand as I let out a groan. I watch her fingers explore the size and shape of my cock through the material of my boxers. After a minute of examining my hard cock Debbie seems mesmerized with studying my cock.