Caught You Dressed in your Wife's Panties

Caught In Your Wife’s Panties

 

 

Popped round to my mate's house the other day for coffee and a catch-up on who's doing what with who, the usual gossip.
I asked her what she had been up to since we last got together.
She shrugged looking a bit down.

'Nothing much, nothing much at all as it goes. Hate to say, it's even a bit lacking in the bedroom.'

'Oh dear, babe, that doesn't sound good. So, didn't that sexy underwear I bought you for your birthday last month do you any good? I know it wasn't your usual attire, but I just thought you would both get a kick out of it.'

Maria smiled at her closest friend. 'I know, it was definitely racy, and it was a giggle when I unwrapped it, so typical of you. But not what I hoped for you know how Shaun is a bit on the reserved side. It's always down to me to make the first move. I think he needs a bomb up his arse!'

'Or maybe a kick in the balls,' I laughed.

'Not so loud, he's still in bed, he was on nights last night, not been in bed long.'

'Why don't you try something that I do sometimes,’ I offered.

‘Omg, dare I ask, I know what you are like?’

‘Oh, it’s not too extreme. Well, I don’t think it is.’ I reassured her with a cheeky grin beaming out at her. ‘If I’m feeling horny and want to make sure I get it, first, I send him a few naughty texts, and the last one I send I tell him I am so horny I’ve had to get my vibrator and put the vibrator to the phone so he can hear it then just hang up.

Obviously, do it before you know he’s about to leave work then make sure you are laid on the settee holding the vibrator. He will walk through the door and be ready to rip your wet knickers off!’

‘Ye Gods, Jenny I can do that!’ Maria exclaimed, totally agog.

‘Huh? Why ever not? Don’t you have a vibrator?

‘No, I don’t!’ What sort of person do you think I am?’

‘Well, I know the person you are, a person without a sex life.’

Maria walked away no longer wishing to hear more. She shouted from the kitchen. ‘You want a coffee?

‘Yes, please. Can I just nip to the loo?

‘Of course. I’m just making us a nice coffee latte, okay?’

‘Lovely.’ I called to her from the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, I noticed her bedroom door was slightly ajar, and me being a nosy bitch, glanced in. What did I see? I saw her kinky husband pulling on a pair of his wife’s panties. He was completely naked, except for these rather lacy red knickers. I wouldn’t mind, but they were the exact same pair I’d bought her last Christmas to boost their waning sex life. The dirty bastard! Now, I can see, just what’s really needed to put the spark back into their love life.

I was about to make a move when I stumbled over one of the kid’s toys on the landing and I fell against the door, knocking it wide open. I don’t know who was more embarrassed me, or him.

‘Sorry, Paul,’ I apologised awkwardly, unable to take my eyes off his big bulge. I must admit, though, he did look rather horny with his big cock, semi-hard, and his balls hanging out of the panties. My clit twitched, with excitement and I couldn’t take my eyes off his obvious arousal. However, the panic was written all over his face when he asked me not to tell my friend, his wife, Maria.

Without saying another word I walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind me. ‘Well, now,’ I smiled at him, a naughty glint in my eyes. ‘That depends, on what you’ll do to keep my mouth shut.’

As I watched, his cock grew stiffer. I moved towards him, reaching out I began rubbing his hard-on through his wife’s panties. ‘You do realise, I told him, I bought those panties to boost both your sex lives?’

Grinning, he confessed, ‘that’s why I’m wearing them, cos you’ve bought them. Wish you’d been wearing them beforehand,’ he said, pushing my skirt up and reaching inside my panties, which, by this time, were soaking with my pussy juices. He inserted a couple of fingers and wiggled them up inside me, oohh, made such a delicious squelching sound.

He whispered close to my ear. ‘I want you to put these ones on and fill them with your sweet juicy cum.’

Fuck me! I wanted his cock up me so bad, I could have ridden him then and there. But I wanted to tease him some more. So, I told him quite sternly, ‘take his fingers out.’

He stood still, not knowing quite what to do next. A dirty big grin covered my face.

‘Now, put them in your mouth and suck on the juice till I return. Taste me, want me, ache for me. Now, put these,’ I said climbing out my damp panties, ‘around your cock, I want to think of you, wanking yourself off into my panties, while I’m talking to your wife downstairs, you horny, dirty bastard. Oh, don’t worry,’ I reassured, ‘I will return, might bring Maria with me, though.’ I told him teasingly.

‘Don’t you dare!’ He said. ‘I want just you.’

‘We’ll see. I told him, as I left the bedroom. Oohh, I could have fingered myself where I stood at the thought of Paul wanking off in their marital bedroom, thinking of me.

I returned to the sitting room and told to Maria, that I thought I’d come on.

‘Have you got a spare pair I can borrow and a tampon?’ I couldn’t help smiling to myself, knowing my panties would be still wet and warm from my hot little pussy, probably filled with hubby’s cum by now. I know it was very bad of me, her being a friend and all but he had a fantastic big cock, and I knew for a fact she wasn’t getting it so I couldn’t let it go to waste, what sort of friend would I be?

Of course,’ she smiled at me amiably. ‘Try not to disturb Paul, though.’ So, I want to let him sleep as long as possible.’

‘Wouldn’t dream of it.’ I told her, shaking my head, I left the sitting room and took the stairs two at a time in my eagerness to get back to him.

Pushing the bedroom door open, I spied him sprawled out on the bed, cock in hand, giving himself a good tossing off, his hand a blur and my soiled panties draped over his face. I stepped up beside him my long slender legs trembled with excitement and my pussy hole ached from wanting a cock up it. I leaned over and sucked on his helmet, his helmet dark and purple throbbing in my mouth as he wanked. I took hold of his other hand and shoved it in between my thighs, pushed it right into my hot, slippery pussy, and fucked his fingers for all I was worth, pushing them deep into me, covering them with my creamy cum.

Finally, I came on his fingers as he shot his load. I swallowed every drop of his hot cream as he pumped his salty spunk into my mouth. Pulling out as he did, so he could shoot the last few drops over my tongue. Kneeling over him I ordered him to put his wife’s panties back on.

I’m gonna straddle you, I want to rub my pussy over your cock. I want to feel those panties of hers on my swollen pussy lips. Let’s saturate them in our juices.’ I climbed onto him, sat on his cock still covered by Maria’s panties and began to ride him, slowly to begin with sliding my hot eager pussy up and down his stiff shaft.

 ‘Oohh, I want to cum on them!’ I started to moan, riding him harder, his cock straining against the material. ‘Spunk in them Paul,’ I pleaded moaning. ‘Spunk in them!’

‘Oh yes, baby, let's cum on them together.’ He thrust against me, his cock even harder. Together we rode faster and faster until at last, we cum together on his wife’s panties.

However, had we looked up at that precise moment, what a thrill we would have seen. Maria was standing in the doorway, her skirt hitched up over the tops of her stockings, her panties pulled to one side, and her hand pushed into her panties. It wasn’t until we heard her moaning and groaning bringing herself off that we realised she was doing her best to join in with us.

Once she regained her composure, I bid her to come over towards us still sprawled out on their marital bed, I took hold of her slippery wet have and shoved it into Paul’s mouth and we started licking her pussy juice off it.

Never again would their sex life be boring, not as long as I’m around at least.

Who says two’s company, three’s a crowd!







 

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