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Let me just start out by saying this, I’m a straight guy. I love women. I love everything about them from their gorgeous breasts and pussies to their shapely legs and asses. I’ve never been attracted to men. Never. I have no problem with guys that like other guys. That guy is just not me.But I love wearing women’s underclothes. They are so much softer than men’s clothing. The lacy panties and smooth silky chemises feel amazing on my body and really turn me on.I’m not a real big guy, I’m about 5’8” and have a slender frame. My girlfriend and I often share t-shirts, which is where this all started. I was searching for a shirt to put on and grabbed one of hers by mistake. It was definitely a woman’s cut as it hugged my torso more than a man’s cut. I felt the soft fabric rubbing against my chest and it sort of turned me on. It made me wonder what her underwear would feel like against my skin. I was home alone, so I thought, isvecbahis “What the fuck, why not?” and reached into her lingerie drawer, pulled out a pair of her panties, and put them on.The silky fabric against my cock made me instantly hard. It felt so fucking good. I teased myself for a bit, then I rubbed my schlong through the panties and felt my balls tighten. There was no turning back as I masturbated and came inside the soft confines of Melissa’s bikini briefs.I’d like to say that’s where the story ends. But I was instantly hooked. I couldn’t keep stealing my girlfriend’s panties, so I made a detour on the way home from work one night to a lingerie shop, in a part of town I was fairly certain I wouldn’t run into anyone I knew. I spent a good half hour pawing over a variety of silky, lacy, and smooth panties, before settling on several pairs that made my cock twitch when I tested the feeling of the fabric in between isveçbahis giriş my fingers and thumb.I selected a silky camisole as well and headed to the check out counter. The girl behind the cash register was smoking hot and seemed delighted by my purchase choices.“Ooh, I have this pair on myself! It feels amazing on my skin! I’d show you, but I’d get fired,” she teased.I blushed, “Oh, well, I’m glad to know that I chose well.”“Your wife or girlfriend is very lucky! I wish my man would buy me lingerie,” she pouted. I suddenly felt like a schmuck because these weren’t for my girl. But jeez, she had a million pairs already.Once home, I was relieved to find that Melissa wasn’t there yet. I tucked away my secret purchases in a safe place and sent her a quick text.Hey, babe, love you. When are you coming home?She replied quickly.Aw, I love you too, honey! I have to work at least another hour. I’ll call when I am on my isveçbahis yeni giriş way home.I should have felt guilty for being so excited that she had to work late. But I was dying to put on a pair of my new girly panties and stroke my cock.I chose the black panties with white polka dots and white lace. I looked in the mirror and watched my shaft grow so hard that it pressed against the material. For fun, I put my jeans back up but left them unzipped and slightly low on my hips. I felt sexy. I snapped a pic in the mirror with my phone. Silly, I know, but I wanted to remember my first very own pair of bikini panties.I didn’t want to rush it this time, so I sat in the chair in our living room and let my fingertips run along the outline of my cock gently, like when I am teasing Melissa. It felt so fucking good! I reached down and cupped my balls, then I rolled them around while I snuck the other hand into the panties and felt the precum oozing from the tip of my dick. I rubbed it around on the head and moaned. I wondered, briefly, if I could get brave enough to ask Melissa to play with me like this. Probably not, but it was erotic to think about.
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