Panty wank escalation
My regular wank buddy came over to my house one lunchtime and brought with him some pairs of his wife’s panties. He offered them to me suggesting it would be good for us to wank over them together. I smelled them, getting a strong smell of pussy and piss, giving me an instant rock hard erection. I went upstairs and searched through the wash basket and lifted out some pairs of my wife’s used panties. Gave them to my pal who sniffed them too, wasting no time and pulling his pants down. His thick dick sprang out and he pulled the foreskin back, his head all purple and shiny.
I did the same, wrapping one pair of panties around my cock, and the other over my head, sniffing and sucking. He carried on wanking, rubbing both pairs over his balls, getting precum all over the satin.
‘Wish your missus was wearing these’ I said, ‘I’d spunk all over her arse.’
He replied with ‘me too’ though we knew both our wives never would.
He suddenly grabbed a pair of knickers and pulled them over his knees, wearing them tight over his bulging member.
He wiggled his panty ass at me, ‘How about this?’ He said.
I went even harder. ‘Bloody hell! Bend over then!’
So he kneeled down on all fours, resting on his elbows, and I positioned myself behind him. My cock was pulsing and twitching at the sight now, and I slapped it against his panty ass cheeks, one at a time. I lifted my dick up and dragged my balls up and down the cloth. He groaned and it was too much - the position, the ass, the panties… and I exploded prematurely. Thick globs of sperm oozing from my dick all over the back of the panties.
I apologised but he just laughed and asked me to bend over in panties next for his turn. I duly obliged, on all fours again in pink satin with my ass in the air.
I felt his bulge push against me, his thick member resting between my panty cheeks. He pushed his hips forward and slid his thick cock up and down my crack slowly. I couldn’t help but groan a little at this new sensation and pushed my ass back harder against him.
This seemed to spur him on, and he grabbed my hips and started humping my ass crack faster, each thrust harder.
Every pound shaking my body.
He was panting now and under his breath he was muttering. I could make out a few words.
‘Little fucking cum slut’
‘Dirty useless cunt’
‘Dumb fuckpig’
I blushed at the language, but at the same time became massively turned on. I couldn’t tell if he was imagining talking to his wife, or my wife, or me, but I joined in.
‘That’s it. Pound your little fuck slut. Use me. Fill me. I’m a cheap whore. I need cock, I need your cock. I live for cock. Give me that fat cock. Fill my holes. Stretch my cunt. Give me that hot jizz. Cum on me, in me, cover me in your dirty spunk you bastard!’
He pounded hard. Insanely hard, shaking my entire body, his heavy balls slapping my legs, thick dick thrusting. My skin flushed with the intensity and we both groaned like we’d never groaned before.
‘Fuuuck!’ He cried and went rigid. I felt his cock twitch between my cheeks and then heavy hot wet splats on my back and ass.
His hips trembled and his cock pulsed slower and slower. Warm trails of sperm ran down my ass and down my thighs and collapsed to the floor feeling well and truly fucked. Even though there’d been no penetration it was one of the most intense experiences of my life.
Afterwards we cleaned up with a towel and kept each others sticky panties. I often go back to smell the mix of pussy, piss and cum on them. It never fails to get me hard.