Date: Fri, 10 Dec 2010 23:24:33 -0800 (PST)
From: Fred Thomas <fred.thomas40 (at) yahoo (dot) com>
Subject: Dressing up

First all the legal stuff, if you are underage, turn back, if it's illegal for
you to read about men having sex with men, or you find it offensive, stop now.
If you continue reading then it means you agree, are of age, and will leave
comments, good or bad, only to me. And remember to always suit up, the things
you can catch now will kill you!

I know it's a lame title, but I had always had strong draw to woman's
underwear.


I loved how it felt to my hands when I was young and as I got older how it
felt doing other things with it, but I had never had the desire to try
wearing it myself. That is until after my marriage went down the drain.

First I learned that she'd been sleeping with a friend of mine, and on more
than one occasion I had been dubbed and had been totally cuckold, eating
his cum from her and not really realizing it. Yeah, I know, I should have
known what was happening, but when you're half drunk and it's been a week
since she'd let me anywhere near her, and telling me eat me first stud,
well that's what I did.  Only when we had that last fight, the night after
one of those drunk eat me nights, did she tell me the truth. Second was her
comment that she'd found it odd that she'd find her panties no where near
where she'd left them and they were always 'stuck' together when she
did. Then finally, my close friend of five years calling me a panties
wearing queer as they drove off. I was down in the dirt.

Now alone in 'our' one bedroom apartment I went around picking up the mess
left as she went through everything getting what she wanted and leaving the
rest.  What got me the most was her undies drawer, she'd left almost every
single pair of panties she had and the bras too. I thought about it as I
ran my hand over them, almost every pair I had found other uses for, but
not tonight. Tonight I grabbed a pair and held them close as I tried to
sleep, smelling her, and wishing I had done right by her.

A month later and I was doing a bit better, but I had reverted to my old
ways, jacking into her panties, actually talking as I did, how did he like
tasting my cum from her, things like that. Then came the evening that
changed me for the better.

Drunk once again and needing to do laundry I decided to do something
daring, I know some of you will relate to doing some crazy things when
drunk. Well, I decided to wear the pink pair of her panties, the last pair
I had seen my wife's cute butt in. I was standing in the bedroom looking in
the full mirror and seeing myself in them and feeling how soft they felt on
me and thought as I watched my five inches get rock hard, "That's right
bitch, I'm hot and sexy!" I pulled on a pair of shorts and put on a t-shirt
and headed to the laundry mat on-site. What I failed to notice was that the
cut on the side of the shorts let those panties show really well,
especially when I was sitting. I was waiting for my clothes, and most of
her panties, to finish washing when one of the other tenants came in. I
noticed him looking at me, more than once, and even turned my back to check
if my still half hard dick was maybe leaving a tent. Soon he began talking
to me, saying how sorry he was to have seen my wife leave. That's when I
remembered him, the guy from across they way, not that he could be missed.
He was one of about six black guys living there, but the only one his
size. Not really what you'd call fat, but chubby is more like it, and older
than I was. I was 25 at this time, I found out later he was 48. I stand six
foot, he stands almost the same. I was thin, about 150, and because of the
times, I had dirty blond hair just past my shoulders.  Charles, is name,
just chatted away, mainly saying nothing that I caught, but I didn't miss
when he said he found women a pain. I told him I agreed, then said what
just popped into my mind, "I think from now on I'll just stick with men"
Meaning to me at the time, that I was just going to hang with the guys for
awhile. Charles reached over and gently rubbed my arm and said " I know
exactly what baby needs tonight" and again my brain missed something in
this and I said cool. When he got up and helped me put my clothes into the
dryer, he whistled a few times hold up the panties and I agreeing
sometimes, others not, then he told me let's head over to his 'crib' and do
this right. He slapped my butt as I walked by, and all I said was "Hey" and
he grinned from ear to ear.

He opened his door and moved aside to let me pass by, "Nice, baby, really
nice" it' slipped right by me because inside his place there was this odor
that once you've smelled it once you know it, I answered "Yes it is, nice."
the smell of weed was strong, the pictures one the wall, painted velvet of
half naked girls with small tit's, men behind them, as if in embrace, soft
lighting everywhere, and his place just looked, well sort of like a pimps
place, had I ever seen one that is. There was only a small couch to sit on
and he told me to sit and offered me a Bacardi and Coke, to which I of
course said yes. On the table in front of me was a water pipe and a plate
of ground weed, "Load it up baby, let's relax some first." Man this guy's
weird, I remember thinking, as he handed me my drink, but I thought that
only to that first drink, man this was like almost straight 151!! And a few
hits later from that pipe and I was blitzed beyond belief, and then I felt
his hand on my thigh.

"Love those pink panties baby, let me see them really good now, take them
shorts off and show me honey." Holy crap! I had forgotten all about me
wearing them, but in a way I thought somewhere in my foggy brain, "He
thinks it's cool 'm wearing my ex's panties." and for some reason, and to
this day I don't know why, I stood up, almost falling as he caught me, and
did sort of a bump of my hips as I dropped those shorts. It's when his hand
then rubbed over my pantied covered ass, and said "Sweet, baby, really
sweet ass baby" that it dawned on me that something wasn't right. But he
drug me back down on that couch and lit another bowl as I took a big gulp
of my over done drink and the fog went back over me, but not as far. I was
thinking to myself, the next time he touches me I'm gone, but he got up and
and put on some Barry White and sat down again, this time I noticed he was
wearing just shorts and he just talked nothing. Whispered was more like it,
and I felt like I was in a trance. I felt him take my hand, felt the heat
in my hand as he moaned something that sounded like a yes that's it, and
then the next thing I know I'm doing something that if you'd have told me
I'd be doing, and liking, I'd have tried kicking butt. I was kissing his
hard cock that I was jacking off!!

Sure, back in high school I had checked out the other guys, mainly I
noticed I was smaller, and I did have one friend that we had jacked off a
couple of times together, but I had never touched him. Yet I was not only
stroking Charles, now I was sucking his cock, and he was rubbing mine
through those panties. "Baby has such a hard little clitty, now you treat
me right baby and your daddy will make you feel like heaven tonight." And I
moaned, mainly because he was doing something to my dick, he called it my
clitty, maybe it was because even my nipples felt hard as a rock! He puled
my head off him and told me to get his shorts off and make him happy. He
lifted his hips and placed one of his large legs on the back of that couch
and pushed my head lower,"That's it baby, love those balls, lick them good"
How many times had my ex gone down on me and I had wished she'd have done
what I was doing I knew how my nuts felt when I played with her panties on
them, and now my tongue was silky smooth and loving this real man's balls!
"Lower baby, show me how much you really want me to take you to heaven, eat
it like you know you can." I did. I went lower, his dark brown star there
for me to eat. It was sort of funky, but Barry was singing about something
that said you can't get enough, and I couldn't, I had to have it all, and I
went to town. I swear I was eating pussy because my tongue would enter his
tight hole, then it would push me out. Charles was slowly jacking his thick
7 inches over my head, his balls banging my nose, his other hand playing
with my ass in such a way that had me humping the couch!

He stopped me and helped me up, his cock standing out proudly as he held my
hand and led me to his big water bed. Once there he laid me on my stomach
and was rubbing my ass softly through my panties. He asked me a question,
the first time he even asked it, "You never done this before have you
baby?" I answered in a soft sort of scared voice, "No, but I want you."
He's thick fingers opening me as he sucked on my neck, slowly working them
until he had three of them in me and was twisting them around, I could feel
his thick cock on my legs, and could feel my small clitty throbbing under
me, as he pulled my pantied to the side and slowly began trying to enter
me. His tongue in my ear, him whispering "Relax it baby, let daddy take you
there" and then a sudden pop and pain like I'd never felt, yet his lips
began kissing and sucking my neck, him moaning how tight my pussy was, how
sweet it was to be taking my cherry tonight, and then I felt his heavy
balls resting on my panty covered nuts, and I shuddered under him, again.

He stayed tight against me, barely moving, telling me "I ain't never been
in such a tight pussy, baby, work that pussy for me honey."  And I heard
this voice, my voice saying "Fuck my tight pussy baby, make me feel good
daddy, Fuck me!" His hips moved faster, sliding until just the head of his
wonderful cock was barely in me, then pushing forward until his balls
smacked mine. I was rocking my hips, if this is how women feel when they
get fucked then whty the hell don't they always cum, as I shuddered again
under him, I could feel that one, my panties were soaked with that one, I
had just cum for my man!! Then he pulled out of me and I reached back to
grab him, to put his sweet black cock back into my tight white pussy hole,
but he said "Wait baby, I want you to see my face as I let you give you my
cock juice" and he flipped me to my back like I weighed nothing, and then
again he pushed my panties aside but this time he sunk his cock back in in
one swift motion, and he slapped my ass cheeks with both hands, as I
shuddered and this time could see my cum flow through my panties, "That's
it baby, cum for me, cum hard for me now!" He was ramming his cock into my
hard and fast, then he buried himself deep in me and just rocked forward. I
could feel the hotness of his thick cum spreading inside me, as he smacked
my ass even harder. "Here it is baby, your my sweet bitch now baby, you'll
make me really happy with this tight cunt ass, and that sweet mouth of
yours, now cum for me again, now bitch" And I did, like his voice had this
power over my prostrate, or maybe it's because his cock was rammed against
it and he kept working it hard!

When his cock slipped from my sore ass cunt, I felt so empty but so full of
his cum and happy. So happy that when he moved up the bed and offered me
his cock again I never thought about it and received him into my mouth and
suckled him and moaned because he was feeling my pussy with his fingers,
and he offered them to me and told me to lick them clean for him, and
although the taste was lousy, I did what daddy wanted. "That's it baby,
you're going to a nice one for me, Nice and trainable" I watched him walk
into the bathroom, his butt looking so sexy, his thick cock looking well
like it was almost fucked out! And I had caused it! I must have dozed while
he cleaned up more, because I woke with a start when he smacked my ass
really hard, "You need to get my clothes and fold them, then get yours and
go home." I must have looked hurt, he had just used my ass for pleasure and
now I was out?? But he said "Don't worry baby, I'll come get you for more
tomorrow, but you need to lose all that hair down there, and wear those
purple ones, I think your pussy ass will look just fine in them for me
tomorrow baby." I could feel his cum leaking down my leg as I half
staggered, half floated to the laundry, and I actually reach down and
caught some of it and licked it up, I had to see if it was real! I had just
been made love to by a man, while wearing panties, and had never felt more
right in my life!

The next day Charles was true to his word, as I had did what daddy had told
me, this time I got to swallow his whole first load, but not the first one
I had swallowed down, hehe, I had to jack after feeling those silky purple
panties on my hairless clitty and clitty sack and over my hairless pussy
cheeks, and because I jst had to know, did I taste as good as him?? That
answer was no, his cum was so much better! And soon, I was trained good
enough to show off for a couple of his friends, but that and how I was
trained, is another story.

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