My Husband Wears Panties – Caught In The Act!

My husband wears panties every day

 

Ever since we got married, I’ve noticed pairs of underwear seem to float off into nowhere. At first, I assumed it was just the dryer eating clothes again. The thought that my husband wears panties just never crossed my mind. Sure, I had heard of sissies and panty boys before but I didn’t think I married one. Little did I know that there wasn’t some mythical underwear gnome hiding somewhere in our house, it was him all along. 

What I didn’t bargain for was finding it so kinky!

I was out shopping on a Saturday afternoon with my friend Gwen. It was a much needed gal’s day out and I bought myself a super hot little black slinky number to wear to an upcoming birthday party. The dressing rooms at the boutique were packed and we decide it easier to just try the dress on later back home. I also picked up a new pack of thongs to supplement my losses in the lingerie department. I jokingly mention to Gwen the great disappearing act of all my underwear lately. If I had known my husband wears panties all the time I would have purchased him his own set too. 

Back at home, my husband wears panties alone in our bedroom. 

He’s completely distracted by how sexy he feels clad in lace and silk. Sprawled out on our bed and watching a little strip tease video I sent while he was working overseas last year. Hubby’s fully focused on how good his dick feels in that tiny pair of boy shorts and the way they bunch up into his ass crack. I’m unaware that my husband wears panties every day once I leave the house. Dear hubby busts a wad of cum into them every single time without fail. 

Gwen and I are standing in the doorway taking in this sight. 

At first, I was a little embarrassed but Gwen’s quick devilish smirk leads me to dive into my secondary emotion. There’s just something about seeing him stroke blissfully in my undergarments that turns us both on. We enter the room and are visibly shocked however it doesn’t stop what he’s doing. I nod encouragingly while Gwen slides the bench at the foot of our bed over to the side. This whole moment together is getting sexy fast as simultaneously she and I climb onto the bed.

Seeing that my husband wears panties has each of us filled to the brim with ideas. 

Gwen and I wrap our fingers around his cock, one hand each. We are pumping rhythmically in tandem, becoming excited by the growing pre-cum stain developing in the panties. “I hope my husband wears panties while I’m away because this is so hot”, Gwen declares. His dick has grown so much since we began assisting with his stroking that the tip is now peeking out of the top. We take turns licking up the beads of juice that well up, dedicated completely to seeing him finish together. We pump faster, using the one free hand we have each to fondle one another’s pussies. 

Then suddenly, the doorbell dings…

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