A Satin Mistake

Okay, so the first time it happened, it was kind of a mistake. I had gotten up to go to work, and Becky was still asleep, so I had to get dressed in the dark. And I was running late, as usual, so I just kind of threw on whatever I found first. It’s not like it was the only thing that I was wearing that was weird, I mean, I had one blue sock and one argyle sock on and I looked pretty stupid.

But so I’m late, right? And I’m running for the train, and all of a sudden I realize that I’ve got this killer hard-on. I mean, rock fucking hard, like I could cut diamonds with my dick. So I’m sitting on the train, and I realize that I’ve got on a pair of Becky’s panties.

I swear it was an accident. But fuck if it wasn’t totally sexy. I walked around with my cock hard as iron all day, I had to keep my suit jacket on so no one looked at me weird. I even went into the bathroom at lunch to whack off, and I came like a volcano, spurting my spunk all over the toilet seat. But get this - like twenty minutes later? Rock fucking hard again. Hell, I thought I was eighteen again.

So I’m walking around with my dick practically drilling a hole through my pants all day, so you can bet by the time Becky got home that night I was ready for her. I practically attacked her when she walked through the door (I’d taken off the panties by then, of course), and we fucked our way through the house. I went down on her until her pussy was nice and sloppy wet and then I slipped my cock into her. She was amazed at how hard I was, but she was even more amazed at how long I was able to keep going.

We screwed standing up from behind, on our knees, backwards, sideways, you name it, we did it. Becky was coming over and over and over again, and she had rug burn on her knees, but she didn’t care, she just kept coming like she’d never stop. But finally we had to stop, because I started to come. And that cum that had been raging inside my balls all day just exploded. I swear, I have never come that much. There were just these thick white ropes of cum spurting out of my cock, over and over and over again.

And okay, so after that, maybe I wore some of her panties a few more times on purpose. And maybe I even bought a few pairs of my own, so she wouldn’t notice the pre-cum stains on hers. And maybe, just maybe, a couple of times I wore them while I jerked off, rubbing the satin over my dick while I pumped at. And maybe I shot a load as hot as that first night with Becky into them.

But even if I did, it doesn’t matter, right? Because there’s nothing wrong with wearing them. Trust me, there’s nothing wrong with it at all.