PANTY STORY # 135
 
 

I have always wanted to repeat a performance of something that happened some years back...

I am tall and very dark and on this occasion had a thick black mustache with close cropped hair. I have always turned heads in heavy cruise bars and have won 'leather' competitions in the past. On this particular Saturday night, I was wearing a harness under my biker jacket, jeans, chaps and Dm's, ready to go to go 'Backstreet' (a London leather bar). However, a girlfriend of mine phoned to ask if I would call round because she had just had a bust up with her boyfriend. I'd had a couple of cans getting myself ready, so I agreed to call by.

When I got there she had had a spliff and asked if I'd like some as well. I decided chilling out wouldn't hurt so I joined her, not knowing that she had also had half a bottle of whiskey.

After I'd had a drink and listened to her boyfriend problems she became much more relaxed and then started coming on to me. She wanted to know what I liked as she reckoned she couldn't satisfy her boyfriend enough (who is a 'Scorpio' like me) with straight sex as he always seemed to want more. She then told me that she bet we both had the same sensual likes, but that her boyfriend wouldn't admit it. I asked her what she meant, and she said. "Panties, I bet you like the feel of silky panties!"

As you can imagine I was amazed, but at the same time felt a distinct twitch of excitement in my groin when she said it. I asked her what she meant and she got up and went into her bedroom to return with a mound of silky lingerie. "This", She said, "is what I mean, I bet you'd like to see me in some of these." Well, I wasn't bothered really, 'cause I wanted to get to Backstreet, but I was stoned and she began pulling off her clothes anyway, saying that she wanted to model them for me.

I've always loved black or pink nylon panties best, and when she'd stripped she was wearing my favorite shade of light pink panties and a black Basque. She had dropped the mound of silkies on the floor and got down on her hands and knees to start picking them up. I was getting quite aroused by the scene and reached down from my chair to help her collect the ones that had fallen near me. When I touched the silkiness of the panties in the pile I got an instant hard on, and the more I fingered I pair of black lacy panties the harder I got. She noticed this, and from her kneeling position she reached out and started to rub my dick through my jeans. I was getting turned on big time and had another toke from the joint, lay back and rubbed the panties against my face. (You must have noticed how great the smell and softness of washed nylon panties is against your face!) She unbuttoned my 501's and of course when she saw the size of my cock she wanted to take it in her mouth.

I was as high as I could get by this time, what with the smell and feel of her panties on my face, but just at that moment I heard the sound of a key turning in the front door. Her boyfriend had come back to talk, and he was pissed! I was so out of it I couldn't move, so he walked in on the scene I've described. I was amazed thinking he'd go ballistic, but instead he just stood there and watched us.

Anyway, in a short while he too had his clothes off and was wanking himself as his girlfriend rubbed up and down my cock with the silky panties I had been sniffing. Both his tits were pierced with rings through them, and I cold see him working them with his free hand. By now I could sense he didn't want to cause trouble at all, in fact I could see that he just wanted to play, so I barked an order at him to kneel down in front of me. He dutifully did as he was bade and I told him he was to do anything I asked and to call me 'Sir'. I took hold of one of his nipple rings and gave it a few understanding tweaks and pulls in order to reinforce my instructions. He nodded with delight and asked in what way he could please me, and whether he might also rub his dick with a pair of his girlfriends panties. I told him he could, and after a few minutes of playing with his tits and seeing how turned on he was getting from rubbing his own cock with the panties, I guessed that what my girlfriend had said earlier was probably true. "You like the feel of those panties on your dick and balls, don't you? You want to put them on don't you?" I said, knowing full well that he wouldn't be able to resist.

He leapt up with excitement to carry out his instructions and went on to give me a full fashion parade, modeling basques, sussies, stockings, camisoles etc., getting harder every time he changed his panties. His girlfriend lay back and watched too stoned/drunk herself to join in, but with a knowing smile on her face which said that what she had guessed about him loving panties had been right. When I was ready, I told him to suck me dry and at the moment he tasted cum he was to shoot in his panties for me to watch, but without touching his dick. I worked his tits until he had obeyed my orders!

So I never got to the Backstreet club on that occasion, but at least I like to think that thanks to me there's a new panty wearer out there now, so it was worth it!