Insufficient
Male
Yes, Sir; You're teasing me I think. 
How may i assist You, Sir? What may i do to make things really good for the two of You?
How may i assist You, Sir? What may i do to make things really good for the two of You?
Hubby Wearing the Panties
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You can order online. But need to know his size first.
Yes, Sir; You're teasing me I think.
How may i assist You, Sir? What may i do to make things really good for the two of You?
Once you and your wife become 'Black-Owned', then you can submit toward wearing your sissy outfit before me.
Choccy
Male
Me too. love the pink..
sinfulallure
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Danica Lane
Male
I was cucked, body-waxed, and pantied at my ex-wife's bull's insistence.
Been pantied ever since.
Been pantied ever since.
Does the wife supervise which for you to wear each day?
Ready2use
Male
One of the most exciting times was when I was wearing them & she suggested we go to a local establishment where it seemed to me she often flirted with the black bartender. During our fantasy talks I had sometimes brought up whether he might be the type of black man she fantasized about. She always discouraged me bringing up men we know, saying she prefers to keep it anonymous, so I was never too successful trying to encourage something between them.
We usually sit at the bar there & had become some of his regulars. While there was nothing overt I still sensed some attraction between them during our chats. One of the things that I found a little flirty between them was the drinks he got her to try. My wife likes to try different cocktails but usually stronger drinks, whereas I usually just ******* beer. But it has become kind of a ritual for her to try some dirty named ******* when we see him. It started as a joke, have you ever had "sex on a beach" (or some other *******) & then explaining what's in it. But now its become de rigueur and I like that it introduces sex as a topic for discussion. But the reason I brought this up was the time I ended up at the bar with a pair of her lacy panties under my jeans. So I was already being reminded of my sexual inadequacy by the panties and catching the innuendo as my wife & the bartender discussed dirty drinks she may be interested in. Thinking myself clever, I asked if there were any panty named drinks even though I was the only one in on the joke. Indicating he could make something the bartender came back with what he called Denzel's Panty Peeler, something with vodka and cranberry. The name is actually a play on my wife mentioning she thought he looked a bit like Denzel Washington & we sometimes jokingly called him Denzel. Another thing I took as flirty, wouldn't most black men find being compared to Denzel an indication the woman found them sexy?
Alot of background but I think these events all led to my wife's discovery of my secret panty wearing. In hindsight I know this was something I wanted but how things played out wasn't what I planned.
We usually sit at the bar there & had become some of his regulars. While there was nothing overt I still sensed some attraction between them during our chats. One of the things that I found a little flirty between them was the drinks he got her to try. My wife likes to try different cocktails but usually stronger drinks, whereas I usually just ******* beer. But it has become kind of a ritual for her to try some dirty named ******* when we see him. It started as a joke, have you ever had "sex on a beach" (or some other *******) & then explaining what's in it. But now its become de rigueur and I like that it introduces sex as a topic for discussion. But the reason I brought this up was the time I ended up at the bar with a pair of her lacy panties under my jeans. So I was already being reminded of my sexual inadequacy by the panties and catching the innuendo as my wife & the bartender discussed dirty drinks she may be interested in. Thinking myself clever, I asked if there were any panty named drinks even though I was the only one in on the joke. Indicating he could make something the bartender came back with what he called Denzel's Panty Peeler, something with vodka and cranberry. The name is actually a play on my wife mentioning she thought he looked a bit like Denzel Washington & we sometimes jokingly called him Denzel. Another thing I took as flirty, wouldn't most black men find being compared to Denzel an indication the woman found them sexy?
Alot of background but I think these events all led to my wife's discovery of my secret panty wearing. In hindsight I know this was something I wanted but how things played out wasn't what I planned.
I usually just dress normal but if my gf is too busy or out of town and needs me to take care of a guy for her I usually put on some of her panties and a pair of soffees for him. Recently though instead of shorts I've been wearing these skin-tight sweatpants of her's that make my butt look awesome and they've gotten some compliments
So I spent an evening watching my wife flirt with the black bartender while I sat by. Wondering what type of man would feel this excited, secretly wearing a pair of her panties, and hoping something in the conversation would reveal our private black fantasy. Finally accepting nothing was going to develop tonight we headed back home. When we got home I thought my wife had gone into the bathroom and I headed to the bedroom so I could quickly remove the panties before they were discovered. My wife has a dressing table with a large mirror in the bedroom and possibly because the evening had excited me I let my jeans drop to my knees and hesitated to appraise my pantied reflection. My back was to the bedroom door and suddenly in the mirror I saw the reflection of my wife appear in the doorway. Like slow motion I saw her look of surprise, then she turned back down the hall as I clumsily attempted to pull up my pants.
After an uncomfortable wait, I awkwardly approached her and tried to discuss what happened. I struggled to explain why I was wearing them and felt guilty telling her I had never done that sort of thing before. The most uncomfortable question was when she asked if I was gay. I guess this is a question many guys with cuckold fantasies struggle with, even if I don't think of my fetish as a gay fantasy I can understand how others would. Also the fantasies I discussed with my wife involved her with dominant black men but did not include my involvement or humiliation. So I was now unsure how much to reveal and how to just smooth things over.
Surprisingly after talking for a while she seemed to finally accept this as another of my peccadilloes. She actually seemed most upset that I was able to fit into her panties, even though I explained they were quite elastic & these were an old stretched out pair. I followed her back to the bedroom, hoping to just pretend nothing happened, but she had more surprises for me.
After an uncomfortable wait, I awkwardly approached her and tried to discuss what happened. I struggled to explain why I was wearing them and felt guilty telling her I had never done that sort of thing before. The most uncomfortable question was when she asked if I was gay. I guess this is a question many guys with cuckold fantasies struggle with, even if I don't think of my fetish as a gay fantasy I can understand how others would. Also the fantasies I discussed with my wife involved her with dominant black men but did not include my involvement or humiliation. So I was now unsure how much to reveal and how to just smooth things over.
Surprisingly after talking for a while she seemed to finally accept this as another of my peccadilloes. She actually seemed most upset that I was able to fit into her panties, even though I explained they were quite elastic & these were an old stretched out pair. I followed her back to the bedroom, hoping to just pretend nothing happened, but she had more surprises for me.
Please continue
So after her discovery that I was secretly wearing her panties & an embarrassing discussion of my effeminate tendencies things had appeared to calm down. We went back into the bedroom & she laid back on the bed and told me to undress so she could see how the panties looked on me. After some hesitation I stripped to just the panties and she had me model them. making me raise my arms & turn around slowly so she could get a good view. As humiliating as this was I could feel my dick begin to get hard & wondered if she would notice the slight bulge it was starting to make. Instead she told me she had seen enough & retrieved the black vibrator, which she had become more comfortable using in front of me, from the the nightstand drawer. She dismissively told me not to bother her for awhile, but as I was leaving she said since I liked wearing women's panties I should keep them on & not get dressed while I waited. Instead of enjoying sex with my wife I found myself imagining what she was fantasizing about & watching IR porn on my computer while I stroked the inadequate bulge in the panties until I finally came. After waiting a while and not hearing any noise from the bedroom I checked & found my wife asleep. I crawled into bed beside her and went to sleep still wearing the soiled panties.
The next morning I pretended to be asleep when I heard my wife waking up, but she lifted the covers and smirked seeing that I was still wearing the panties as instructed. She again questioned whether I might be gay & I attempted to explain why a hetero male would enjoy wearing women's panties. For the first time I admitted my desire to be treated as sexually inferior. While we had shared our black fantasy it had always been about an unconventional experience, not about me being inadequate. This led to some discussion of situations we had not previously acknowledged, would I like to watch her with a black lover, would I want to know she was experiencing pleasures I couldn't provide? For the first time I actually admitted fantasizing about these things, how it excited me thinking about kissing her after she sucked a black cock, or going down on her after watching her ride him to an intense orgasm. Finally she asked if I ever fantasized about sucking his cock? As I considered different ways to explain why I might have these thoughts I realized my hesitation had already answered her question. I retreated to our typical confessional excuse that this was all a fantasy & I was not sure how I would react in a real life situation.
So after quite a revelatory talk I have to wonder what my wife thinks of my admissions. I believe she may have already suspected much of it & she did not seem overly distressed, so I will have to see how things evolve from here. Afterwards she seemed to go on with her day as if nothing was too out of the ordinary but she did leave a couple parting comments. She confessed concern her recent preference for her vibrator may have hurt my ego, but now she no longer needed to feel guilty about it. And finally she told me to go take off her panties, pointing out that my little pee-pee being only slightly noticeable in them was embarrassing. These comments seemed to hint at a change in our relationship going forward. We shall see.
The next morning I pretended to be asleep when I heard my wife waking up, but she lifted the covers and smirked seeing that I was still wearing the panties as instructed. She again questioned whether I might be gay & I attempted to explain why a hetero male would enjoy wearing women's panties. For the first time I admitted my desire to be treated as sexually inferior. While we had shared our black fantasy it had always been about an unconventional experience, not about me being inadequate. This led to some discussion of situations we had not previously acknowledged, would I like to watch her with a black lover, would I want to know she was experiencing pleasures I couldn't provide? For the first time I actually admitted fantasizing about these things, how it excited me thinking about kissing her after she sucked a black cock, or going down on her after watching her ride him to an intense orgasm. Finally she asked if I ever fantasized about sucking his cock? As I considered different ways to explain why I might have these thoughts I realized my hesitation had already answered her question. I retreated to our typical confessional excuse that this was all a fantasy & I was not sure how I would react in a real life situation.
So after quite a revelatory talk I have to wonder what my wife thinks of my admissions. I believe she may have already suspected much of it & she did not seem overly distressed, so I will have to see how things evolve from here. Afterwards she seemed to go on with her day as if nothing was too out of the ordinary but she did leave a couple parting comments. She confessed concern her recent preference for her vibrator may have hurt my ego, but now she no longer needed to feel guilty about it. And finally she told me to go take off her panties, pointing out that my little pee-pee being only slightly noticeable in them was embarrassing. These comments seemed to hint at a change in our relationship going forward. We shall see.
Not wearing any panties here. For me being a cuck is not about being feminine or wearing a device on my cock to keep me from having pleasure. It is relinquishing power to a Superior Black Man or White Woman and providing service as requested. It's a feeling inside that makes you want to bow down to a Bull and honor him and get pleasure from pleasing him. I am not in any way effeminate and don't wish to be.
yes !! wore the pink girl panties last night! then sucked him clean when he was done!
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