It took me far to long to realize there was a horny stranger in my closet. I can be far too dismissive and oblivious. So, for the past week, when I notice something slightly out of place or missing entirely, I don’t pay too much attention to it. My place has quite the swinging door, meaning I have people in and out constantly. But what finally made me start paying attention, was noticing an absurd amount of panties going missing. Don’t get me wrong, I know some of my play things like keeping my panties, but I always know which ones there taking.
Now when I open my panty drawer, there’s literally only a handful of panties. And I’m used to them almost spilling out of my dresser. What in the world is going on? Spending the day shopping for more panties and other little things, I also add in a little camera to place in my bedroom. Getting home, I put my new purchases away and start putting up my camera. I’m not gonna lie after placing my camera, I completely forget about it for about a week. Though in my defense, I stopped noticing things being missed placed and missing so I thought I was just going crazy. Until I pulled up the videos from the last week. Everything was pretty normal until I seen him. I don’t know how he even got in my closet, but next thing I know in the middle of the night, I see my closet doors creaking open.
Out creeps a horny old creepy man, dressed in all black. My eyes widen as I watch him walk up to the side of my bed and move my covers off of me. There I lay completely naked and vulnerable. As he stands there, he takes some pictures of my naked body. Lightly moving my thighs apart so he can see my pussy better. I watch him grab out him cock and lower his head. Not stopping until his nose was inches from my spread open pussy lips. Inhaling deeply, he starts jacking his cock. I finally found out what was happening with my panties when I seen him reach down on the floor where the panties I wore that day lay, being to lazy to put them in the dirty bin yet. I watch him jack his load of cum right into my panties that were now wrapped around the tip of his cock. Once done he slipped them in his pocket, taking one more deep sniff of my pussy and a couple more pictures he stands, adjust himself and leaves my room.
Like clock work, the same routine every night. Never seeing actually how he made it into my closet. At first I was a little weirded out and was going to tell someone about it to hopefully get it handled. But truthfully, I think it’s kind of cute. He’s not actually touching me or hurting me so I’m going to leave it be and let my little creepy old stranger keep having his fun.
