Handjobs with panties?

Not very long ago I actually thought my husband was the only man into this..

Yep, naive much?

Wether it’s to feel close to a lover, or you just like the feeling of a silky pair of panties, or the countless other reasons everyone should enjoy the sensation at least once in their life..

Well, said! My hubby loves panties though he's usually wearing his own panties when I touch him...
 
I've had a panty fetish for year's.
I often use of pair of panties my wife has worn to jack off into.
Fortunately my wife shares my panty fetish.
She will encourage me to masturbate with her panties as she watches
and at times will wrap her panty around the shaft of my cock while she
strokes me making sure the head of my penis is inside the panty so when
I ejaculate my semen into them she can lick my sperm from them.
The feeling of the silkiness of the panty around the shaft of my cock as
her hand is stroking me is amazing.

hot hot
 
Thought my wife would freak out when I told her. Instead, she said (and I remember the exact spacing between the words), "that ... is SO ... hot."
 
My leggy long haired lover teased me in our office this morning dressed in a short skirt. After she ran down to the corner store she returned to tell me that she met our office neighbor, a handsome gray haired man who she caught subtly but clearly checking her out, which she liked. She also mentioned chatting with a young black guy at the store who was wearing bicycle shorts with an impressive bulge. He followed her out to chat her up more. She nicely shut him down but smiled from the attention. After this she went out and bought our favorite lunch and some beer for us to share at our desks.

We joked and she teased me by strutting across the room with her skirt stuck above her waist as if it were an accident and showing me that she wore her silk full back black satin panties. Posh panties with a bikini cut and a lace front. (She is a total thong girl but wears these when she plans to peel them off to wrap around my cock and give me a panty job. She has also pulled them out a few times at her place when she was not in the mood but I wanted to get off and she'd tell me to stroke with them as she sucked my nipples or ear.)

So after actually getting some work done we drove to the country and parked by a bold creek in total seclusion on a gorgeous day. On the way she had (at my prompting) told me of a hot sexual escapade from her past, reminisced about her favorite recent fuck with me, and told me of a desired future thrill with me (letting others watch us fuck as they get themselves off).

When we parked we cleared the back seat and she gave me a hot blowjob with lots of sexy slobber and ball holding. She also gave me a foot fuck with her panties wrapped around her feet, showing me her pussy in the process where I noticed her thick white cream forming. After a lingering panty foot fuck she climbed on top of me to fuck.

After working her all the way down on me I grabbed her ass and bounced her to several small quick orgasms. before long I came too, flooding her with a huge load. Afterwards we sat side by side and I slowly jacked off with her panties while fucking her squishing cum filled pussy with 2 fingers and watched her smile with her head back and eyes closed. She then rubbed my balls with her panties as I stroked some more and then bent down to lick her leaking cum-filled pussy.

Alas, we ended up laughing and chilling and I did not cum again then but she did leave her panties in my car and texted me later saying she expects me to launder them after the mess i am sure to make!
 
(Just a story... my reality is so much weirder...)


So my husband has this thing... a fetish I guess you'd call it. He told me about it when we were dating and we did it a couple times and then... well, you know... time... kids... jobs... excuses.

Tonight we were celebrating being empty-nesters. Well, trying to get our mind off of missing the twins so much now that they were off at college. I made myself a little plan...

Marcelo's is one of the finer restaurants in our area. Surprisingly, this native Italian made some of the best Korean food we'd tasted. And he was never overrun by people (probably because half turned around once they realized it wasn't an Italian place).

So we could enjoy our dinner and our drinks with some relative peace. I'd asked for one of the corner booth tables that was hidden a bit by some tall potted plants. A few tables could see into our booth and the waitresses as they left the pass through with hot plates. But mostly we had some privacy.

We'd skipped dessert (new pledge to get in shape) and I could tell my husband was getting ready to call for the check.

"Don't be in a rush. Let me go to the ladies. I'll be right back."

When I returned, I leaned over and gave him a kiss. I whispered to him after breaking the kiss and as my hand slid under his napkin into his lap.

"Stay calm and enjoy..."

I found his zipper and felt his cock swelling. I fished it out quickly before that became a whole logistical problem for him, and watched the napkin tent up. That's when I showed him my panties in my other hand, my favorite pink satin ones, and slipped them under the napkin with my other hand.

In a moment, his cock was enveloped in the warm satin of the panties I'd just been wearing. I slid them around his balls and all over his shaft until he was almost swaddled in satin. And then I began to stroke him.

"Oh god, someone will see..." he finally gasped, his eyes wide but unmoving as I gave him his first pantyjob in probably fifteen years.

"Don't you want to risk it?" I teased. "I think you might like one of these young, cute waitresses knowing that you're getting a handjob from your gorgeous wife..."

I slowly remembered my tricks, alternating stroking with explorations of different parts of his cock with my finger tips or focusing on his balls in the satin panties, etc. It didn't take long.

"I'm gonna..."

He was never very good at giving me a warning so I felt the flow of cum run over my fingers as I pumped him and felt it soak the panties. A wet spot even appeared in the napkin. Poor guy, we hadn't had sex in... fuck if even I can't remember it was too long. Apparently he saved it up because he was a mess.

I used my panties to keep things tidy but stuffed them in his pants with his soft cock and zipping him back up. It would wet his pants pretty quickly so it was time to head out.

"Check please!" he squeaked.

I noticed that I still had cum all over my fingers. As the waitress rang us up, I carefully sucked each finger clean, one by one, little blow jobs that had hubby moaning again. Sounded like round 2 when we got home!
 
(Just a story... my reality is so much weirder...)


So my husband has this thing... a fetish I guess you'd call it. He told me about it when we were dating and we did it a couple times and then... well, you know... time... kids... jobs... excuses.

Tonight we were celebrating being empty-nesters. Well, trying to get our mind off of missing the twins so much now that they were off at college. I made myself a little plan...

Marcelo's is one of the finer restaurants in our area. Surprisingly, this native Italian made some of the best Korean food we'd tasted. And he was never overrun by people (probably because half turned around once they realized it wasn't an Italian place).

So we could enjoy our dinner and our drinks with some relative peace. I'd asked for one of the corner booth tables that was hidden a bit by some tall potted plants. A few tables could see into our booth and the waitresses as they left the pass through with hot plates. But mostly we had some privacy.

We'd skipped dessert (new pledge to get in shape) and I could tell my husband was getting ready to call for the check.

"Don't be in a rush. Let me go to the ladies. I'll be right back."

When I returned, I leaned over and gave him a kiss. I whispered to him after breaking the kiss and as my hand slid under his napkin into his lap.

"Stay calm and enjoy..."

I found his zipper and felt his cock swelling. I fished it out quickly before that became a whole logistical problem for him, and watched the napkin tent up. That's when I showed him my panties in my other hand, my favorite pink satin ones, and slipped them under the napkin with my other hand.

In a moment, his cock was enveloped in the warm satin of the panties I'd just been wearing. I slid them around his balls and all over his shaft until he was almost swaddled in satin. And then I began to stroke him.

"Oh god, someone will see..." he finally gasped, his eyes wide but unmoving as I gave him his first pantyjob in probably fifteen years.

"Don't you want to risk it?" I teased. "I think you might like one of these young, cute waitresses knowing that you're getting a handjob from your gorgeous wife..."

I slowly remembered my tricks, alternating stroking with explorations of different parts of his cock with my finger tips or focusing on his balls in the satin panties, etc. It didn't take long.

"I'm gonna..."

He was never very good at giving me a warning so I felt the flow of cum run over my fingers as I pumped him and felt it soak the panties. A wet spot even appeared in the napkin. Poor guy, we hadn't had sex in... fuck if even I can't remember it was too long. Apparently he saved it up because he was a mess.

I used my panties to keep things tidy but stuffed them in his pants with his soft cock and zipping him back up. It would wet his pants pretty quickly so it was time to head out.

"Check please!" he squeaked.

I noticed that I still had cum all over my fingers. As the waitress rang us up, I carefully sucked each finger clean, one by one, little blow jobs that had hubby moaning again. Sounded like round 2 when we got home!

That's such a hot story - I have to admit it has had me leaking a little at my desk this morning, sadly not into a pair of panties!

I have a big panty fetish and while my wife has always said she is flattered that I get a kick out of what she has been wearing, it has unfortunately never occurred to her to treat me to a panty job! The closest was years ago when we were in a club one night, she returned from the toilets and handed me her knickers. I think her main intention was to tease me knowing she was bare underneath her skirt as we danced. She got a surprise when we got home and I showed her what I'd done with her panties on a trip to the toilets of my own!
 
(Just a story... my reality is so much weirder...)


So my husband has this thing... a fetish I guess you'd call it. He told me about it when we were dating and we did it a couple times and then... well, you know... time... kids... jobs... excuses.

Tonight we were celebrating being empty-nesters. Well, trying to get our mind off of missing the twins so much now that they were off at college. I made myself a little plan...

Marcelo's is one of the finer restaurants in our area. Surprisingly, this native Italian made some of the best Korean food we'd tasted. And he was never overrun by people (probably because half turned around once they realized it wasn't an Italian place).

So we could enjoy our dinner and our drinks with some relative peace. I'd asked for one of the corner booth tables that was hidden a bit by some tall potted plants. A few tables could see into our booth and the waitresses as they left the pass through with hot plates. But mostly we had some privacy.

We'd skipped dessert (new pledge to get in shape) and I could tell my husband was getting ready to call for the check.

"Don't be in a rush. Let me go to the ladies. I'll be right back."

When I returned, I leaned over and gave him a kiss. I whispered to him after breaking the kiss and as my hand slid under his napkin into his lap.

"Stay calm and enjoy..."

I found his zipper and felt his cock swelling. I fished it out quickly before that became a whole logistical problem for him, and watched the napkin tent up. That's when I showed him my panties in my other hand, my favorite pink satin ones, and slipped them under the napkin with my other hand.

In a moment, his cock was enveloped in the warm satin of the panties I'd just been wearing. I slid them around his balls and all over his shaft until he was almost swaddled in satin. And then I began to stroke him.

"Oh god, someone will see..." he finally gasped, his eyes wide but unmoving as I gave him his first pantyjob in probably fifteen years.

"Don't you want to risk it?" I teased. "I think you might like one of these young, cute waitresses knowing that you're getting a handjob from your gorgeous wife..."

I slowly remembered my tricks, alternating stroking with explorations of different parts of his cock with my finger tips or focusing on his balls in the satin panties, etc. It didn't take long.

"I'm gonna..."

He was never very good at giving me a warning so I felt the flow of cum run over my fingers as I pumped him and felt it soak the panties. A wet spot even appeared in the napkin. Poor guy, we hadn't had sex in... fuck if even I can't remember it was too long. Apparently he saved it up because he was a mess.

I used my panties to keep things tidy but stuffed them in his pants with his soft cock and zipping him back up. It would wet his pants pretty quickly so it was time to head out.

"Check please!" he squeaked.

I noticed that I still had cum all over my fingers. As the waitress rang us up, I carefully sucked each finger clean, one by one, little blow jobs that had hubby moaning again. Sounded like round 2 when we got home!

:devil:
So fuck'n HOT!
 
I miss my wife doing this. First she used to step out of her knickers and wrap them round my balls and shaft, then it progressed to tossing me off into them, followed eventually by actually putting them on me.

The next stage was a revelation - she went out and bought a black lace thong for me to wear! We had some fun and I wanted it to go much, much further. But unfortunately things started to trail off after that... 😞

Sounds fun!
 
Love panties

What a wonderful feeling to be stroked and sucked with silky pantyhose or panties wrapped around my cock. My ex use to do this from time to time. It always felt so damn good!!
 
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