Chapter two - Johnny is caught while playing with Aunt Barbara's dresses
Johnny's carelessness grew worse. In his pursuit of the feminine loveliness of ladieswear, he dared one day to open the door of his Aunt Barbara's bedroom, to see if he could touch some of the lovely dresses and blouses she wore from day to day. He saw at once that his Aunt's room was no exception to the rule, and had to have some of its floor space taken up with rails of dresses and blouses. On this occasion, however, it was not the ladieswear in general that he sought, but the clothes that belonged to Aunt Barbara herself. He had seen both his Aunts wearing things that appealed to his new-found addiction, and he was hoping to find one or two of his favourite dresses and blouses of hers as he crept into her room. This act of sneakery led to him making an amazing discovery. While in Aunt Barbara's boudoir, his nostrils detected the delicious smell that he associated with her: a very feminine scent which he knew was not the same as her perfume. His curiosity was aroused to the point that he ignored the lovely dresses hanging on all sides, and narrowed the fragrance down to one side of the room, where Aunt Barbara had her large chest of drawers. He listened hard for sounds in the house, and stealthily slid open one of the drawers in her press. That lovely Aunt Barbara smell met him, reaching up to him from her silk and satin lingerie: neatly folded slips in nylon and satin with lace at the tops and lace at the bottoms; silk and chiffon chemises to be worn under blouses; bras and panties laid together in matching sets, and dozens of pairs of nylons. His discovery was so dazzling that he wanted to find more. He closed the drawer and opened the even deeper drawer beneath it. He nearly fainted with ecstasy: his nose was entranced by the full force of his Aunt's sweetness, while his eyes were met with the sight of her more handsome pairs of panties, in silk, nylon and satin: some with wide legs decorated with deep lace, others with elastic drawing in the legs for personal privacy. It was the point of no return for the wretched boy. He wanted to handle Aunt Barbara's most precious lingerie, and it added a new dimension to his desire to touch and feel. He selected a bewitching pair of panties in pink satin with lace the same colour. He could see the folded elastic forming the waist, and it was this that he got hold of, lifting the panty clear of the drawer. It was long as it opened out, with two or three inches of lace beneath each leg, and he held it to see the gorgeous spread of satin. It formed the shape of his Aunt's hips, her bottom and the tops of her legs, including her most exquisite and private place. It was this thought that drew the panty towards his face, and he held it over his nose so that he could breathe the essence of his Aunt's gorgeous aroma. This panty was Aunt Barbara, and his cock was rigid with adoration and desire. He knew that he was going to put on her panty. He lowered the satin and lace, listened hard for a few moments, and satisfied himself that he was not going to be disturbed. Both his Aunts were busy in another part of the house. He laid the precious panty back in the drawer, stripped off down to his skin, and felt a tingle all over. His body was ready to be dressed in... In what? He was about to wear his Aunt's panties, but he had come into her room to find that beautiful pink dress she had worn on Sunday... and her pleated blue dress with the large collar and the sleeves with cuffs that fastened with three buttons. Perhaps he could find them too. And what about...? Johnny opened the top drawer again, and his fingers went instantly to Aunt Barbara's nylons. Alongside them were her sets of suspenders, on all kinds of garter belts. His legs simply had to be dressed like Aunt Barbara's, and his cock was panting to be made more feminine. He selected a black suspender belt and put it round himself. This was so exciting... so naughty. He sat on the carpet and pushed his toes into the foot of one of the stockings. It was so light as it flowed up his leg. He pulled it up tight, sorted out the suspenders, and soon saw how to fasten them. With the second stocking, his cock was naked and exposed between two of his Aunt's stockings. He got up on his knees, returned to the precious panty drawer, and lifted out the wonderful panty with its lace and its gleaming satin material. He got to his feet and had to listen again, just in case. If his Aunt had come now, he was sure he would be able to pull on his jeans in time to cover himself up. But the coast was clear. He leaned his bottom against the gold silk bed cover and stepped a foot through one of the lacy legs, followed by the other. His cock had never known such aching pleasure as the panty slid up his stockings and swished over it, enclosing it inside Aunt Barbara's panties. It pushed her panty satin out in a point in front of him. How he wanted this moment to last for ever! But he wasn't satisfied. He crossed the floor towards her closet, his penis riding up and down in panty satin, and stealthily tried the door. He turned the key and the door clicked ajar. Oh that fragrance! Not the same as his Aunt's lingerie... this time it was all about sweet smelling silk and taffeta. He drew the door wide. Her dresses were packed, some skirts sticking out wider than the others, some with nothing but a sleeve showing what was hidden in the row, and it was one of those sleeves which caught his eye... a peach sleeve with white lace around the edge of the cuff. He seized it to draw to his lips and nose. It was one of his favourite Aunt Barbara blouses. He prised apart the clothes, reached up for its hanger, and slid it out. It was light, in silk crepe, and it had that lovely white collar that lay across her shoulders in white, edged all round with a pretty frill. There was just one button fastened at the front. He would feel like Aunt Barbara if he was wearing it. He slipped his hand into the sleeve and through the cuff, caught the other sleeve behind him and soon he was in her blouse. He fastened it up... every last button, which meant five down his front and three on each cuff. Oh how his cock loved it, pushing so hard into his Aunt's panty satin. Maybe he could find a skirt. Oh yes, he caught sight of her lime green skirt in smooth, heavy satin. He loved to see his her wearing it, with its slithery sounds when she walked or when she crossed her legs on the settee. It slid from the closet and swung in his hands with slippery sounds underneath, and when he laid it on the end of the bed and lifted its hem, he found an equally slippery grey satin lining inside. Should he put it on, to go with Aunt Barbara's peach blouse? He was in heaven and he turned back to the closet to find his Aunt's dresses. He unclicked the other door, and his heart jumped. All her dresses were there. His hands reached up and he brought out her wonderful pink dress with the three-quarter sleeves and the wide skirt. It was a summer dress, light and silky, and it smelt so scrummy as he held it to his face and breathed its smell of silk. As he embraced it, his feelings of rosy sweetness rose to a new high in his cock. Mmmm! He decided he would lay out the dress on his Aunt's bed, so that he could see it in all its beauty. He slipped it off its hanger and spread it out. He loved the way it buttoned down the front, and he set about slotting each button through its buttonhole. He kissed the buttons, feeling so wonderful, and spread out the large rounded collar with its white lace edging all the way round. He felt such ripples of pleasure, he would put on her green skirt as well. Then he thought of her blue dress with pleats. He so wanted to feel it too, like her pink dress. He would spread out his Aunt's skirt and both her dresses on the bed, and he would be able to kiss them together, so he laid the pink dress out and slid it well up the bed, with all its buttons facing him. He laid out the skirt on top of it with thumping heartbeats at the pleasure he was going to feel, then he reverently drew out his Aunt's blue silk dress from the closet, put it ecstatically to his nose, and laid it on the bed, sliding it into place on top of the others. He looked down at his white frilly-edged blouse collar, his wide blouse sleeves and cuffs, and the point in the front of his Aunt's panties. He felt so lovely as he climbed onto the bed, crawled forward over the dresses, and sank his panties into the blue silk pleats. Ohhhhhhh, how smoothly he slid forward and back on silky, satiny dresses and skirts! He slipped his hands right under the pink dress, gathering everything in his embrace as he buried his face in the bodice front of blue silk. It smelt divine. The buttons were so sweet, normally decorating her bust when she was wearing it. And her collar! Ohhhh, he wanted to kiss it. Mmmmmmmm! He had never felt so... ohhhhhh so lo-o-ovely, and his cock felt so rosy, sliding into pleats... feeling sweeter and sweeter and Ooooooohhhhhhhhh! It was juicing... wetting into Aunt Barbara's pantiessss... and dressesssss! ... "And WHAT do you think you're doing?" Johnny froze on the bed, his cock continuing pulsing and juicing... defiling Aunt Barbara's panties. "If you think you can bring a stop to your little game!" His heart sank. Crashed! Aunt Barbara! "We've caught him red handed, the little pervert." And Aunt Myrna too! He turned on the bed to find Aunt Barbara standing over him with her sister - and him wearing her peach orange silk blouse, caressing her dresses and wetting himself in her satin panties. .....
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