Snow and a side of Panties
Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2026 10:20 pmI've always had a crush on our neighbor, Ms. Pat, ever since I was a boy. Every year come summertime I'd look forward to watching her from my bedroom window sunbathing or frolicking in the pool. Even though she had a pretty daughter who was my age and was my friend, my attention always turned to Ms. Pat and I jerked off to her many a time. She wasn't what you're thinking, a sexy milf with a nice figure who captured the boy next doors attention. She was a BBW with pretty average looks. For a while many years ago she and Mom were attending Weight Watchers meetings together and they would car pool with several other women from our neighborhood. Every now and again Mom would host the meetings at our house so there were always lots of different plump women of all sizes coming and going from our place and sometimes staying overnight. I'd usually keep quiet and just listen while they were sitting around the table having drinks and playing cards, some of them smoking pot. I loved eavesdropping on their conversations especially as I got older and understood more and more. More than once something one of them said or what she was wearing caused me to have to go to my room and jerk off. From what I gathered many if not all of these women were exceptionally horny. Some of them wore lots of make up, showed too much cleavage and wore short skirts or skin tight pants on their big asses. They were my favorites, they always had the dirtiest mouths. One time from my bedroom I saw one of them go into our bathroom and pee with the door wide open. When she stood up from the toilet and went to pull up her panties I got a world class look at her thick, dark but neatly trimmed bush between her soft round thighs. It was the first time I'd seen a woman's pussy outside of a magazine and from that moment, I was hooked. I've never lost my attraction for older, plus size women even all these years later.
Ms. Pat is still our neighbor. She's 70 years old now & widowed. Her daughter married and living in another state, the backyard swimming pool long since taken down. Ms. Pat knows a dirty secret of mine and she was a good sport about it, for that she holds and extra special place in my heart. Last year a package of mine was accidentally delivered to Ms. Pat's house, expecting a package of her own, she opened it not thinking to look at the address label. Inside were a letter, five nude photos of an overweight woman in her 60's and a Ziplock baggie with a pair of full cut panties inside. There was a hand written Post-it note on the baggie that said "for your sniffing pleasure" with a small heart. That evening as I was putting my key in the front door Ms. Pat opened her door and called me over. This arrived for you, it was delivered to me by mistake. She apologized for opening it explaining that she was expecting a package as well and thought it was hers. I guess you saw what's inside, I'm so... I feel so ashamed! I said as I put my head in my hands. It's just a stupid old habit that I should really stop I mumbled. It's all right sweetheart, trust me I'll never tell a soul, and think you no different for it, you're a good boy and have always been. Ms. Pat said as she handed me the big yellow envelope. She put her hand on my cheek and said it's all right, okay? She was smiling such a warm smile I felt comforted instantly. I smiled back and said I was sorry, you know, that she had to see that stuff. No need to apologize she told me and I was on my way. It took me a while to shake the embarrassment I felt but by the time I went to bed that night I was turned on by the idea that she knew what I was doing. That I liked sniffing worn panties and jerking off to fat old ladies. Fat old ladies just like her. As I lay in my bed that night as I've done many times before, I thought about Ms. Pat as I jerked off.
I'd see Ms. Pat day to day sometimes running errands or helping her out around the house in one way or the next and she was never different toward me and of course the subject of the package or it's contents never came up. One time over the summer I was helping her set up a new phone and I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra under her housedress. I was checking out her big titties and when I looked up our eyes met. She just smiled and I smiled back, then continued explaining how to use the phone. When I got home I cursed myself for being so shy, I bet I coulda sucked her titties I thought. Last time I was in her house was only a couple days ago. She was having trouble with her cable connection and thought she pressed the wrong buttons on the remote, which she already finds confusing. I was at her place for a while till I finally got it figured out. During that time I'd had a few glasses of Ms. Pat's home made iced tea and asked to use the bathroom. Once I was done and was about to leave I noticed the hamper. I couldn't help myself. I opened the lid and poked around. Jackpot. Panties. I considered pocketing them but she'd absolutely know it was me if she noticed them missing. So I decided to get in a quick whiff and a couple strokes on the spot. With the open gusset on my hand I raised her panties to my nose. The scent was beyond intoxicating. I tried to hold back but almost instantly I began to cum. I grabbed a wad of toilet paper and tried to catch as much as I can. I quickly cleaned the floor and flung the panties back into the hamper, flushed the toilet and left. I told Ms. Pat to call if she had anymore issues with the cable and I went out the door. What I didn't know was that shortly after I left Ms. Pat went in the bathroom and discovered a couple droplets on her floor and on the bathmat. She knew it was cum but touched it with her finger and smelled it to be sure. Also in my haste I left the lid of the hamper open. She looked in the hamper and there were her panties right on top. They too had two wet spots as if someone with cum on their hands touched them. She knew exactly what transpired and for the first time Ms. Pat, overcome by the discovery thought about me as she masturbated instead of the other way around.
Which brings us to today. Where I live we were pounded with snow, over a foot! Once it started slowing down I went out and shoveled our walk. Since I was a teenager I'd always shovel the house next door and Ms. Pat's. She lives on the corner so it's a little more to do. She always paid me really well and sometimes had hot cocoa ready for after. Once I reached my 20's I stopped taking her money for shoveling but of course some hot cocoa is always welcome. Today was extra brutal. Besides the sheer amount of dense heavy snow to shovel, it was exceptionally cold and windy. At one point Ms. Pat popped her head out one of the side windows and asked if I'd like cocoa or coffee. Coffee will be fine I said and told her I was just about finished. Ms. Pat met me at the front door. She was wearing a light blue robe. She helped me off with my hat, coat and boots and I left them in the vestibule. Her house was warm and cozy. Sit down you must be tired Ms. Pat said as she put a cup of steaming hot coffee in front of me. After making small talk for a few minutes while I drank the coffee Ms. Pat said now i know you won't accept any money for shoveling. She pulled the belt on her robe opening it, she was nude except a pair of panties which she began to roll down. They were the same pair I jerked off with last week. But will you accept these? She asked dangling the panties in front of me on her finger. I tried to say yes. My throat went hoarse. My eyes wide I cleared my throat. Can I... Can I touch you? Yes said Ms. Pat but first I want to see what you do with them. I took the panties and held them to my nose and inhaled deeply with my eyes closed. I opened my pants and took out my dick. Ms. Pat looked at it and smiled. I's only about the size of a thumb and usually I'm apprehensive about letting anyone see it but I knew Ms. Pat would never say anything mean or that would hurt my feelings. I dared not to touch it I'd cum instantly. I cupped Ms. Pat's breast with my left hand and with my right I slid my finger between the lips of her hairy pussy. She was so warm and her pussy was wet. I slid my finger inside and started moving it around and began sucking her tits. We were kissing too, passionately. My other hand went around and groped and squeezed her big fat ass. I want to lick your pussy so bad, please! I whispered into Ms. Pat's ear. She sat down in the chair and I got down between her legs. I looked up at her and breathily said you must know I've always wanted to do this. I know baby, she said. Since you used to watch me from the window. I smiled and then face down I went in. I kissed, licked, sucked, fingered, and feasted on her pussy. Suddenly without even touching my dick I began to cum I was so turned on. I stood up so my cum would splash on her body, her tits. She lunged forward and took the remainder of my load in her mouth. Her mouth was so warm, so loving, it felt so good. Ms. Pat was panting and masturbating. I went back down and began worshipping her pussy some more, licking her all over and trying to push my tongue up her ass. Having already cum once I knew I'd be able to hold it together a little better so I started jerking off. I kept licking and sucking until Ms. Pat clenched my head tight between her thighs and began to tremble. I managed to keep licking her pussy as she shuddered until she opened her thighs and let me up. I stood up still jerking off hard and fast. That's it, that's my boy, that's what I wanted to see she said as she ran a fingernail under my balls. I reached out and fondled her tit as I jerked of faster and faster. It's all for you, all for you I said hoarsely almost unable to get the words out. Our eyes locked I gasped for air like a struggling fish, twitching about to erupt. Trying to hold back, to savor this moment as long as I could. Come on Ms. Pat said, show me exactly what you think of me. What I think of you? I asked. This... this is what I think of you I said as I shot cum all over her tits. She leaned forward to take it in her mouth again but I pulled back still cumming, pointing my dick so the cum went all over her face, in her hair, there was cum dripping from her chin. After we caught our breath Ms. Pat said looks like I'm gonna need another shower today as she wiped the cum off her face with a kitchen towel. Still in her open light blue robe she smiled and kissed me. Thank you so much for everything. Here she said as she held out the panties. I took the panties but then went to hand them back. Am I even gonna need these? I asked. I was hoping tomorrow I could come over and... Ms. Pat put her finger over my lips. Take them. I want you to think of me tonight. So As I sit here typing this with my nose to the gusset of Ms. Pat's panties and jacking off to my favorite Charm I couldn't be happier to be snowed in.
Ms. Pat is still our neighbor. She's 70 years old now & widowed. Her daughter married and living in another state, the backyard swimming pool long since taken down. Ms. Pat knows a dirty secret of mine and she was a good sport about it, for that she holds and extra special place in my heart. Last year a package of mine was accidentally delivered to Ms. Pat's house, expecting a package of her own, she opened it not thinking to look at the address label. Inside were a letter, five nude photos of an overweight woman in her 60's and a Ziplock baggie with a pair of full cut panties inside. There was a hand written Post-it note on the baggie that said "for your sniffing pleasure" with a small heart. That evening as I was putting my key in the front door Ms. Pat opened her door and called me over. This arrived for you, it was delivered to me by mistake. She apologized for opening it explaining that she was expecting a package as well and thought it was hers. I guess you saw what's inside, I'm so... I feel so ashamed! I said as I put my head in my hands. It's just a stupid old habit that I should really stop I mumbled. It's all right sweetheart, trust me I'll never tell a soul, and think you no different for it, you're a good boy and have always been. Ms. Pat said as she handed me the big yellow envelope. She put her hand on my cheek and said it's all right, okay? She was smiling such a warm smile I felt comforted instantly. I smiled back and said I was sorry, you know, that she had to see that stuff. No need to apologize she told me and I was on my way. It took me a while to shake the embarrassment I felt but by the time I went to bed that night I was turned on by the idea that she knew what I was doing. That I liked sniffing worn panties and jerking off to fat old ladies. Fat old ladies just like her. As I lay in my bed that night as I've done many times before, I thought about Ms. Pat as I jerked off.
I'd see Ms. Pat day to day sometimes running errands or helping her out around the house in one way or the next and she was never different toward me and of course the subject of the package or it's contents never came up. One time over the summer I was helping her set up a new phone and I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra under her housedress. I was checking out her big titties and when I looked up our eyes met. She just smiled and I smiled back, then continued explaining how to use the phone. When I got home I cursed myself for being so shy, I bet I coulda sucked her titties I thought. Last time I was in her house was only a couple days ago. She was having trouble with her cable connection and thought she pressed the wrong buttons on the remote, which she already finds confusing. I was at her place for a while till I finally got it figured out. During that time I'd had a few glasses of Ms. Pat's home made iced tea and asked to use the bathroom. Once I was done and was about to leave I noticed the hamper. I couldn't help myself. I opened the lid and poked around. Jackpot. Panties. I considered pocketing them but she'd absolutely know it was me if she noticed them missing. So I decided to get in a quick whiff and a couple strokes on the spot. With the open gusset on my hand I raised her panties to my nose. The scent was beyond intoxicating. I tried to hold back but almost instantly I began to cum. I grabbed a wad of toilet paper and tried to catch as much as I can. I quickly cleaned the floor and flung the panties back into the hamper, flushed the toilet and left. I told Ms. Pat to call if she had anymore issues with the cable and I went out the door. What I didn't know was that shortly after I left Ms. Pat went in the bathroom and discovered a couple droplets on her floor and on the bathmat. She knew it was cum but touched it with her finger and smelled it to be sure. Also in my haste I left the lid of the hamper open. She looked in the hamper and there were her panties right on top. They too had two wet spots as if someone with cum on their hands touched them. She knew exactly what transpired and for the first time Ms. Pat, overcome by the discovery thought about me as she masturbated instead of the other way around.
Which brings us to today. Where I live we were pounded with snow, over a foot! Once it started slowing down I went out and shoveled our walk. Since I was a teenager I'd always shovel the house next door and Ms. Pat's. She lives on the corner so it's a little more to do. She always paid me really well and sometimes had hot cocoa ready for after. Once I reached my 20's I stopped taking her money for shoveling but of course some hot cocoa is always welcome. Today was extra brutal. Besides the sheer amount of dense heavy snow to shovel, it was exceptionally cold and windy. At one point Ms. Pat popped her head out one of the side windows and asked if I'd like cocoa or coffee. Coffee will be fine I said and told her I was just about finished. Ms. Pat met me at the front door. She was wearing a light blue robe. She helped me off with my hat, coat and boots and I left them in the vestibule. Her house was warm and cozy. Sit down you must be tired Ms. Pat said as she put a cup of steaming hot coffee in front of me. After making small talk for a few minutes while I drank the coffee Ms. Pat said now i know you won't accept any money for shoveling. She pulled the belt on her robe opening it, she was nude except a pair of panties which she began to roll down. They were the same pair I jerked off with last week. But will you accept these? She asked dangling the panties in front of me on her finger. I tried to say yes. My throat went hoarse. My eyes wide I cleared my throat. Can I... Can I touch you? Yes said Ms. Pat but first I want to see what you do with them. I took the panties and held them to my nose and inhaled deeply with my eyes closed. I opened my pants and took out my dick. Ms. Pat looked at it and smiled. I's only about the size of a thumb and usually I'm apprehensive about letting anyone see it but I knew Ms. Pat would never say anything mean or that would hurt my feelings. I dared not to touch it I'd cum instantly. I cupped Ms. Pat's breast with my left hand and with my right I slid my finger between the lips of her hairy pussy. She was so warm and her pussy was wet. I slid my finger inside and started moving it around and began sucking her tits. We were kissing too, passionately. My other hand went around and groped and squeezed her big fat ass. I want to lick your pussy so bad, please! I whispered into Ms. Pat's ear. She sat down in the chair and I got down between her legs. I looked up at her and breathily said you must know I've always wanted to do this. I know baby, she said. Since you used to watch me from the window. I smiled and then face down I went in. I kissed, licked, sucked, fingered, and feasted on her pussy. Suddenly without even touching my dick I began to cum I was so turned on. I stood up so my cum would splash on her body, her tits. She lunged forward and took the remainder of my load in her mouth. Her mouth was so warm, so loving, it felt so good. Ms. Pat was panting and masturbating. I went back down and began worshipping her pussy some more, licking her all over and trying to push my tongue up her ass. Having already cum once I knew I'd be able to hold it together a little better so I started jerking off. I kept licking and sucking until Ms. Pat clenched my head tight between her thighs and began to tremble. I managed to keep licking her pussy as she shuddered until she opened her thighs and let me up. I stood up still jerking off hard and fast. That's it, that's my boy, that's what I wanted to see she said as she ran a fingernail under my balls. I reached out and fondled her tit as I jerked of faster and faster. It's all for you, all for you I said hoarsely almost unable to get the words out. Our eyes locked I gasped for air like a struggling fish, twitching about to erupt. Trying to hold back, to savor this moment as long as I could. Come on Ms. Pat said, show me exactly what you think of me. What I think of you? I asked. This... this is what I think of you I said as I shot cum all over her tits. She leaned forward to take it in her mouth again but I pulled back still cumming, pointing my dick so the cum went all over her face, in her hair, there was cum dripping from her chin. After we caught our breath Ms. Pat said looks like I'm gonna need another shower today as she wiped the cum off her face with a kitchen towel. Still in her open light blue robe she smiled and kissed me. Thank you so much for everything. Here she said as she held out the panties. I took the panties but then went to hand them back. Am I even gonna need these? I asked. I was hoping tomorrow I could come over and... Ms. Pat put her finger over my lips. Take them. I want you to think of me tonight. So As I sit here typing this with my nose to the gusset of Ms. Pat's panties and jacking off to my favorite Charm I couldn't be happier to be snowed in.