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| Pink is not a man's color but these look good on you |
It is so cute the way his little dick gets hard when I make him wear my panties. Since my laundry is one of his housework chores I really don't care if he spurts his filth in them.
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A Lil Something for hubby While he Waits
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| Ty doesn't want her wearing any when she is with Him |
As we pulled up to His hotel she got out, then pulled off her panties,
"Here you can use these for entertainment while I'm upstairs."
NewPanties for hubbie
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| How can you call yourself a man? |
Now I've thrown out all your underwear and bought you these 'big girl panties'. I can't have you wearing my undies, you not only stretch them out of shape you are constantly staining them with your little dickie dribbles.
Some Pleasure for the cuckold
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| That's OK baby, cum in mama's panties |
Just one time with Henry and she realized she would never fuck her husband again. Yet she felt that he deserved some pleasure and when she saw how excited he became with her panties she came up with a little something to get him (she's just glad that he does all the laundry now)
A Panty-boy's Pleasure
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| Can you smell his dried cum? |
After I confessed my desires to my wife our whole dynamic changed. She now sleeps with a number of men and this is the only release I get, yet I couldn't be happier
Its Whats for Dinner
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| They taste as good as they smell |
Tonight I'm serving hubby his favorite dish, my stinky old panties served fresh and damp
A lucky husband
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| I brought you a surprise sweetie |
OK I admit that her lover fucks my wife any time he wants and I never
get any and yes it’s true she is always telling me how good he is and
how worthless I am. But do you think she lets him sniff her skanky cum
filled panties, I don’t think so
Cucky's Wedding Night
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| I sorry dear but he just wore me out, maybe you can have sex tomorrow |
Don't blame me, it was your best man that ruined my new panties
on our wedding night. Can you be a good hubby and go rinse them out
before you start to clean my messy pussy. Oh you're such a sweetheart, I
just know we'll be happy together
A Submissive's Life, the Early Years
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| Forced to kiss her sex |
My addiction to humiliation started before I was mature enough to have an emission of cum when I climaxed. I can remember lying in bed with my PJs and little tidy whitys pulled down to my knees and me rutting against the sheets as jacking off was a trick to be learned later. Every night it was the same fantasy, Bonnie from the corner, older and bigger than me, had me on the ground and her knees on my shoulders. She'd put her play-dress over my head and then press that place where she peed on my face. Completely helpless and unable to stop her I had to allow her to rub my face in her pee hole ( I was far to inexperienced to know that there was anything else between a girls legs). I would rub my face in my pillow and my little penis on the sheets until suddenly I would have a dry climax. After, with my passion drained I would feel total embarrassment for allowing myself to be bullied by a girl.
I was raised in a neighborhood of all girls and if I wanted someone to play with I had to follow 'girls rules' and play girls games. Of course I was the odd ball and so they all picked on me, if I retaliated they would tell my mother and she would punish me and tell me that I was a boy and therefore I had to be nice to girls. Where all my friends at school played cowboys and indians or baseball at home, I had no choice but to play house or hopscotch and jump-rope. The one game they liked to play that I did enjoy was doctor. Bonnie's dad built her a playhouse and we all spent a lot of time playing doctor there. She was always the doctor and of course I was always the patient and no matter the ailment, the treatment involved me exposing myself and her examining my genitals. She seemed fascinated by how easy it was to inflect pain by squeezing my testicles, often so hard she would make me cry. She sometimes would make one of the other girls be the patient and would then pull up her dress to expose her panties (in those days little girls always wore dresses). Many times she would put her hand inside the girls undies but she never pulled them down the way she did to mine. When I begged one of the girls to let me peek, Bonnie said that boys were not allowed to see inside girls panties.
One summer morning I went to Bonnie's playhouse to find her there alone. She gave me an evil smile when she saw me and I remember being frightened that she was going to hurt me. She walked over to me, lifted her dress up, then took my hand and held it to her crotch. I felt my little penis turn to stone in anticipation of what was going to happen. I looked to see her panties turning wet and then my hand as she urinated through her panties and onto my hand. I tried to pull back my hand but she held it in place tightly until she had finished. When she let go I turned around and ran as I heard her laughing behind me.
After that morning, I never went back to Bonnie's house but it seemed that every time I'd see the neighborhood girls they'd look at me then whisper to each other and laugh, so I'm sure that Bonnie told them what happened.
As an adult I'm sure that Bonnie is at least in a D/S relationship or maybe even a professional dominatrix, something I know she would be good at. As for the other girls who were at least as meek as I, two I can see now are lesbians and the other one probably is in a relationship with a strong willed man who just uses her. As for me, my teen and young adult years were totally conflicted as I tried to hide my desire to be humiliated by dating submissive plain Janes while fantasizing about being dominated by a strong woman. Too shy and intimated to try even a kiss I remained a virgin until I met Mary. She took the lead and I followed gladly as she seized my virginity and let me explore all that she had under her panties. Head over heels in what I thought was love I soon asked her to marry me and she excepted.
I will try to explain my stormy marriage in another post
A Treat for hubby
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| Why don't you sniff them first |
You can wear them or eat them, I don't care
A Lie so Many Wives Tell
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| But they're so big |
So when the wife went out of town I played dress-up in her room and then I
found her toy box, I don’t understand, she always tells me that size
doesn’t matter. I wish she had one smaller for my tight little boy-pussy.
The Helpful Hubby
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| What would she do with you |
"Oh sweetie, that brute got his messy goo all over the Valentine panties I got you, let me help you out of them and I'll get them laundered before a stain sets in."
"Dear just put them to soak and then hurry back so you can clean me as well."
The pussy-whip Test
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| Is Roger a pussy-whipped cuckold? You make the decision |
"OK Roger, tell us what are your thoughts as you watch your wife fucking this huge boner."
"I cannot believe she didn't take her panties off first, doesn't she realize the stains that nasty man will leave all over them. Oh no thats my problem not hers, she has no idea how hard it is to get dried cum out of her delicates. Even soaking them in Ivory Snow leaves them too stiff and scratchy for her tender skin, mmm, maybe if I soak them in..."
"Well I think we have the answer we were looking for."
She Brings Home a Treat for Hubby
http://www.tube8.com/fetish/messie-creamed-panties/1882871?utm_source=PBWeb&utm_medium=MGP&utm_campaign=PBWeb
She only allows her lover to fuck her now but she always brings hubby home a little something to enjoy. Click on the link to watch her mop up all of his cum with her panties.
She only allows her lover to fuck her now but she always brings hubby home a little something to enjoy. Click on the link to watch her mop up all of his cum with her panties.
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| A little somtin for hubby |
What Else are They Good for?
Hi Murial, I just called to see if you got home all right, oh yeah me too. I'm just relaxing for a minute as I rub my sweaty feet in my husbands face, no really I didn't even take off my dirty gym socks. Next I'm gonna pull off my yoga pants and give him a sniff of my sweaty pussy. Him? Oh I don't care if he likes it or not, around here we do what I want.
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| The cool down |
