Charlie drifted along the street, feeling slightly embarrassed. He was out on an errand, to buy a birthday present for his Mum, Debbie.
Normally, Emma, his sister would have done this. Normally, as well, they would have bought some smelly soap or a bottle of perfume.
But since they'd discovered that their Mum was an over-sexed milf, always needing it, led a torrid sex life and at the moment was being fucked regularly by Dean, half her age, Emma thought they should go for something more adventurous.
She'd decided on a bra and panty set, but no ordinary bra and panties. She'd picked a tiny, sexy silky set with exposed nipples and crotchless thong knickers.
These came from a lingerie shop in town. In front, it was a perfectly ordinary shop, but what only those in the know knew was that at the back there was a special room full of erotic clothing...and one or two other items.
One of the shop assistants was Belle, who Emma knew, and she would have the set available for Charlie to collect. Emma was still at college until tomorrow, hence he was out on this errand. Charlie quite liked knickers and stuff, he regularly tried on his Mum, Debbie's, but he wasn't into buying them for himself.
Emma had told him that he would find Belle very attractive, but that didn't prepare him for his first sight -- Belle was a stunner, fully six feet tall, dark skinned, afro hair and had a fine body.
As usual, Charlie stared at her tits first. They were perfectly proportioned to her body. 'Must be quite small ones,' he thought, then revised his opinion. 'If she's six feet tall, then her tits were actually...quite big!'
At that point, he couldn't see the outline of her cunt, but she had long, strong thighs which he could just imagine being wrapped round himself.
"I've...come to collect a package that my sister ordered," he stuttered.
"Oh, you must be Charlie," Belle smiled and held out her hand. "Come on through, they're in the back shop."
She turned to her colleague. "Just be a minute," giving her a wink.
Charlie followed her through a curtain and his eyes were soon out like organ stops. He'd never seen such a selection of sexy underwear. Bras, knickers, suspender belts, but also rows of dildos and other gear.
"Now where did I put them?" Belle said, looking around. "They must be up there."
She got a kick stool, stood on it and reached up to a high up shelf. As she did so, Charlie got a fabulous view of her arse, especially when she reached up a little more and clenched her buttock cheeks together.
He could see every contour, especially as she was wearing a skin tight fine jersey-knit dress, the hem at least eight inches above her knees, over black leggings.
'That doesn't leave much to the imagination,' he slavered to himself.
"They don't seem to be here," said Belle, getting off the stool and moving it along a bit. Charlie then got another eyeful, in fact even more, as somehow the jersey dress had moved at least another two inches up her taught thighs.
"No, not here either," she said, moving the stool even further along and giving Charlie another eye-watering view of her magnificent tight arse. This time, she looked to the left and right, stretching up each time, so he actually got to stare at two of her buttock clenching moves for the price of one.
If Charlie had his wits about him, he might have begun to smell a rat, but nature had taken over and all he could think was, 'I'd like to fuck that!'
Nature had taken over in another direction. He was wearing very loose cargo pants, but under them he was wearing a pair of his Mum, Debbie's knickers. His cock had come up, but he didn't realise that it had come up sideways and was tenting his pant leg.
"Here it is," said Belle, grinning to herself, having got off the stool and picked up the small package from the shelf where it had been all along.
"I'll just put it in a bag...," but then she paused and looked straight down at Charlie's big prick sticking up in his trousers.
"Gosh, Emma did say you had quite a big bit of tackle, but I wasn't expecting to see it on display quite so soon! Has something got you worked up?"
At that point, Charlie looked down at his thigh. His ability to get a big hard on in what seemed like a few seconds never ceased to amaze him...he remembered when Emma's friend Anneka had come to stay. His sneaky first sight of her cunt at the breakfast table had sent his prick skywards and his knob had then been up most of the week -- including up Anneka.
"I'm sure I could help with that," and before Charlie knew it, Belle had moved forward, unzipped his cargo pants and pulled out his hard cock.
"Oh, and what's that...or rather what are those?"
Charlie looked down again, and realised where they were both staring -- at the pair of his Mum's bright purple lacy thongs!
He didn't usually wear a pair when he was going out. But something about the way Emma had described this errand had turned him on, he'd sneaked into Debbie's room and got a pair of her used knickers out of her basket, giving them a good smell first.
Usually, if his cock was fully down at it's six inch 'resting' length, a pair of Debbie's tiny knickers just about contained his prick and balls -- put if he walked any distance, or worse still, his cock started to rise, that was it, something pushed out, usually up.
This morning, his cock must have pushed out down the way rather than up. Then, when he was so entranced by staring at Belle's arse, it had started to rise, but now sideways!
"Those are very pretty," said Belle, feeling the fabric, while Charlie looked a bit embarrassed.
"Only thing I could find to put on this morning," he muttered. Belle grinned in disbelieve then turned her attention to his cock.
"Wow! It's big and hot, just like Emma said," she said, wrapping a hand round it and starting to slowly wank him. Charlie had a long foreskin, which gave him terrific sensations in his cock as it grew. Belle then got two hands round his prick and the more vigorous action caused Charlie's balls to pop out of the knickers and his trousers.
"I like those as well," said Belle, grasping his balls and squeezing. "How hard do you like it done?"
"Hard as possible," he squeaked, trying to keep quiet.
The combination of being wanked and having his balls worked over was too much.
"I'm going to come," he muttered. Belle took her hand from working his balls and cupped it round his cock end. Charlie spurted and soon Belle had a handful, then slowed up her wanking.
"Don't stop wanking me...for god's sake...," Charlie let out a strangulated mutter. Belle grinned and kept wanking and Charlie shot lots more stuff into her hand.
