[M]et up with a [m]arried panty boy

We started texting after some back and forth online. Real texting. Not kik. Because I don’t see the point of app that replicated what my phone already does.

But when you have each other’s number that just adds an extra lair of temptation. When your cock is rock hard and you’re on the edge would you rather text about it…or listen?

It didn’t happen that often. At least not at first. He had to wait until his wife was out of the house. But then we’d start texting.

Sometimes he’d tell me how he fucked his wife. Or I’d tell him about the women and men I’d fucked lately. We’d talk about his fantasy of being cuckolded.

He’d talk about his wife panties. How he liked to stroke in them. How he’d love me to cum in them while he watched.

Sometimes he’d admit he was curious about sucking cock. Or being taken by a man.

The calls were never that long. We weren’t looking to become pals. We both had a need. There was an urgent intensity. Within a few minutes we were jacking off and cumming together. After that we’d quickly get off the phone until next time.

But one night he started begging for more. He was tired of fantasies. He moaned and tugged his cock and begged to meet. He wanted to get off together in person.

It was a hot fantasy. I didn’t know if he was serious until he brought it up again. And again. And eventually I knew it had to happen. I travel for business a lot. It wouldn’t be hard to arrange a stop in his town. And so I agreed.

When the day came he took off work without telling his wife. I came to his house after she left. He was slender, in his late twenties, and dressed in a silky floral robe that had to be his wife’s.

There wasn’t much small talk. We went to the bedroom. He opened a drawer filled with his wife’s panties. He loaded a video on a big screen TV. It was shot from his perspective and his wife was riding him. She was slim and blond and her tits bounced wildly while she moaned.

He opened his robe and I could see he was hard as a rock in little black silk panties.

I pulled a pair of coral satin panties from his wife’s collection. She had the same pair on in the video. Pushed to the side while she rode his dick. I wanted to nut in them while he watched

We laid down in the big king bed. Both on our backs an arm length apart. I watched his wife on the TV as she bounced up and down and moaned. I wanted to fuck her and I told him so.

I unzipped and wrapped her panties around my growing cock. He rubbed himself though the black panties he was wearing.

“You want me to cum in your wife’s panties?” I demanded

He moaned at the thought.

“can i help?” he asked

I took his hand and guided it to my cock. He tugged me with her silky panties while I told him how I would fuck her.

It didn’t last long. He frantically rubbed himself and tugged my cock. Together we both came in panties.

I left right after. But we both knew that wasn’t the end.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b3z56d/met_up_with_a_married_panty_boy