Date: Tue, 2 Oct 2001 15:06:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: spguy231@yahoo.com
Subject: Marky's Panties - Part I

This Part I of a two part story about my old flame Mark, and our experience
and our mutual love of panties. My name's Glenn. I'm 5'8", and average
build, with thick dark brown hair and a slightly hairy chest.

I was 23 years old, finishing college, and working weekends as a
bartender. Bartending, as I found out, was a great way to meet really cute
waiters and waitresses. I indulged in as many as I could, knowing that
college would some be completed and I would have to get a real job soon.

One of my favorite waiters was a 22 years old named Mark. We frequented the
same late night haunts, and often ended up in bed together. He was 5'8",
with a slim, hairless, athletic build---a beautiful grace honed from years
taking ballet. His face was angelic, with soft green eyes and light brown
curls. And a beautiful 6" cock that could keep going all night.

He was bi, like me, and we sometimes chased girls (and sometimes boys)
together, but never really got lucky with a threesome. If we struck out
altogether, we knew how to take care of each other.

He acted a little effeminate at times, but usually in bed he liked to top a
little more than I did- I don't think it was a power thing- he just loved
to put lots of pressure on his cock. He was also pretty "theatrical" when
the mood struck him (usually when he was horny or drunk), and really
enjoyed cracking his bed-mates up.

After we had slept together a few times, I learned that Mark had been
married before to a neighborhood girl. He said they had played doctor since
middle school, were the best of soul mates, and married just after high
school so they could get a place of their own. He described his ex,
Melanie, as petite, always horny, and very cute. They had fucked like minks
for six months, but each gradually went their own ways. She knew he was bi,
but that hadn't played a part in their break-up.

One Friday night, Mark and I had met up at a local dance bar; it was a
mixed bar, with straights, gays, and anybody. It was getting late, and I
was starting to think about jumping his bones, when, through the crowd, a
girl struck on Mark. He introduced me to Melanie and the three of us became
fast friends. It was clear that their relationship was based on their
mutual humor and theatricality---they were like best friends who used to
fuck a lot. And, judging from her friendliness, they appeared to have the
same taste in men.

They chatted and laughed for a while, and I was a little unsure if I would
be going home alone. But, at closing time, Melanie whispered in my ear to
join them at her place, so I followed them in my car.

At her apartment, I enjoyed walking up the stairs behind these two. They
were a matched set--- slim and beautiful.I wasn't quite sure what the
relationship was going to be that night, but I was sure it was going to get
exciting. I knew I'd get a piece of one or both of them.

She had us sit on either side of her while she plied us with drinks and a
joint. Then she squirmed around to give me a kiss, and I could see her
other hand caressing Mark's crotch while he reached under her little
t-shirt to expose her petite nipples. What fun it was going to be.

A half an hour later, we were a tangle of bodies, but mostly still
clothed. Mark had unbuckled her jeans and was rubbing deep into her crotch;
I could see the top of her panties- deep pink silky mid-rises with some
embroidery.  Together, we had removed her t-shirt to lick her buds, neck
and mouth. She was obviously beyond the point of no return, as she passed
her mouth between us and rubbed our stiff packages- belts unbuckled and
flies open.

Mark got up and took her hand, guiding her to the bedroom. His eyes
beckoned me to follow, but I still wasn't sure if we were a true threesome
or just two guys with a girl.

It was a small bedroom with a double bed, dresser and chair. Mark stripped
down to his jockey briefs, and immediately climbed onto the double bed, his
cock bulging in anticipation. Mel stopped me with a kiss, and ground her
body against me while she stripped me for action. She went to her knees,
pushing off my briefs and jeans and swallowing my cock into her wonderful
mouth.

After delicately licking my cock to full hardness, she rose from her knees
and moved over to the chair in the corner of the bedroom, slipping off her
jeans en route.What a feast for the eyes- Mark on the bed with his briefs
pulled down to expose his stiff joy stick, and Mel lounging in the chair in
just her panties and a little t-shirt. All of us were stoned and horny, and
obviously, about to step into a new experience.

With a curious smirk on her face, she coyly asked Mark whether he and I
were just friends, or "lovers." With the same silly smirk, part stoned and
part horny, he probed my eyes for approval before answering, "both".

The answer obviously tickled her imagination and set her into a round of
almost-giggles. She then asked, looking at both of us, "So, which one of
you is the girl?"

As my brain struggled for some kind of a witty answer, Mark jump to his
knees on the bed, wiggled his butt toward both of us and said, "I am,
honey. Want to lick my clit?"

I'd never seen Mark acting quite so campy but it was a hoot! When we all
stopped laughing, Mel looked seriously intrigued for a second, wiggled out
of her panties, threw them at Mark on the bed and said, "I want to see
this. Can I watch?"

He was a beautiful guy, but, at that moment, she looked so incredibly
edible sitting in the chair with her legs open, that I couldn't resist
getting a taste of her cunt for at least a moment. I moved my head between
her legs, saying, "I'll keep you busy while Marky gets into her panties."

I didn't see the transformation. As soon as my tongue touched her clit, her
hands grabbed my head, guiding it into the right spots. The change must
have been very theatrical, though, because they were both laughing for a
few minutes as she held me in place. I could hear Mark moving around the
room, but couldn't see what was going on.

When I was released from her juicy crotch and turned around, there was
Marky kneeling on the bed, "her" back partially turned to me so that her
pantied butt, and not her bulging hard-on, was displayed like a WWII pin-up
pose. Across her shoulders was a feathered boa, and her lips were squeezed
into the sluttiest kiss possible. Her arm reached out to me, and,
struggling to keep a straight face, she invitingly exclaimed, "Take me,
lover!"

Mel was a wreck in the chair, hunched over in laughter. But as I moved
closer to him, she got silent, and very attentive. I caught a glimpse of
her fingers diving into her crotch, while I dove onto her bed, and her
ex-husband.

He leaned back on the bed, his boa over his shoulders, and those cute
little panties bulged in anticipation.

I was originally trying to do my best Valentino imitation, sliding up
Marky's luxurious body, rubbing over her silky crotch, licking up her tummy
and chest, sucking on her now hardened rosebuds, kissing her neck, and then
sliding my tongue into her mouth, with our bodies in full contact. I could
feel my cock wedged in the satiny trap of her crotch. She squeezed her legs
together to allow my cock to drag between that special place between her
silky cheeks and balls, while her bulging rod ground against my
stomach. But it didn't take long for hormones to override humor, and we
both forgot the joke and got into very serious lovemaking.

At first, we kissed and groped, grinding our hard cocks together, divided
only by Mel's silky panties. Marky's prong strained against the silky
fabric while mine enjoyed the delicious feel of rubbing my hand over her
satin covered balls. The fabric felt great, but we were too horny for
subtleties.

Then I scooted up on Marky's chest to get my cock in her lips, saying,
"swallow this honey, and get it nice and hard for your cunt.". After a few
minutes, I rotated into a 69-position so that I could get that hard cock in
my mouth, pushing the panties out of the way.

I glanced over to Mel. She had fallen into a world of her own- her eyes
glazed over, her fingers flailing away at her clit and nipples, and
uttering an occasional moan as waves of mini-orgasms crested through her
body.

I couldn't get enough of Marky's cock, going deeper and deeper into my
mouth, until I could feel the veins pulsing at the back of my throat. I
groped her pantied cheeks to use as leverage to pull that delicious cock
deeper still. My body was also being riveted by the pleasure of her firm
silky mouth, as my cock also pulsed in and out of Marky's throat.

Feeling that I would soon explode if she kept sucking me, Marky slid my
cock out of her mouth and I felt her tongue start to slurp my balls and
ass. She pulled my butt closer and her tongue began opening my hole, going
deeper each time. Soon, I was moaning all of over Marky's cock; I was
almost vibrating with overload with each penetration of her tongue. Marky
said, "I think we need some gender confusion!"

Marky then rolled us over, so I was on my back and she was on top. She
moved out of the 69 and spoke softly into my ear, "Get on your knees,
honey. I want to ride you hard," and I willingly obeyed the pantied
horseman.

Again, with great theatricality (enough to get Mel laughing again), Marky
threw her a kiss while wiggling the panties up and down, savoring the silky
feel---but I noticed that she left them covering her butt. This girl really
loved her Victoria's Secret.

My ass in the air and cheeks spread wide, I made direct eye contact with
Mel, who was still in the chair, recovering from her personal
orgasms. Maybe she wouldn't get to see her boy's cherry popped after all!

Mel and I shared a knowing smile as Marky's cock popped past my sphincter
and hit home. As I fell into delirium from the glorious pressure of his
entry, she got off the chair and sat in front of me on the bed, positioning
herself so that her sopping cunt was in my mouth.

Here I was between this lovely young divorced couple, while they fucked
each other through me---his cock pistoning into my ass while my groaning
and tongue-work drove Mel to another orgasm. I gently licked her juices up
while I savored Mark's cock pumping in and out of my ass. After his sperm
filled my rectum, he gradually slipped out and settled back on the bed,
stoned and exhausted.

Then he slipped out of the panties, and handed them to me, saying, "What a
sweet cunt!" He laughed and slurped with his tongue as I slid them up my
legs. Then he rubbed my balls gently and settled back to watch the next
part of the show.

I had not yet cum, so after Mark reclined I scooted forward to massage
Mel's cunt lips with my now panty-covered hard rod. I pushed them aside to
free my rod and balls, as Mark rubbed my ass cheeks and played with his own
cock, watching anxiously as I slid up to mount his beautiful ex-wife. I was
so horny that I thought I would burst on entry, as the walls of her slick
cunt enveloped my cock, Still, I managed to enjoy a few minutes of pumping
before her cunt muscles began spasming with orgasm, sucking the sperm
straight through my nuts.

Before we fell asleep, I remember them straightening my panties, and each
giving me a gentle pat on the butt, and a kiss on the crotch. They spooned
me into a comfortable and exhausted sleep.

I loved waking to the cool feeling of cock straining against satin, as this
ex-couple massaged me awake. I was still on my side, and Mel was behind me,
softly grinding her body against my satin covered butt. Mark was not gentle
at all, deeply massaging my crotch before he finally slid down to swallow
my cock. Trapped again between these two!

As I started to build up a gusher of sperm, Mel reached over and pried
Mark's mouth away. I watched her tongue licking my pre-cum out of his
mouth, lips and cheeks. After she climbed over me to stroke his balls and
cock, she boldly said to him, "We're not done yet, buster! I want to watch
you take it up the ass too!"

With that, Mark laid slowly onto his back, allowing her to position herself
between his legs. Her mouth went straight-away for his cock, but ultimately
started to explore his balls and crack, while her hand stroked my already
slippery rod.  Within minutes, he spread his legs upward, opening his
flower to her slurping tongue, and began that inevitable moan that said,
"Fuck me, baby!"

Only when she knew he was desparate did she move out of the way, inviting
me to replace her tongue with something more meaningful. She crouched close
so that she could watch her young ex get his turn, knowing how much he
would be loving this turnaround.

I took my time, massaging his opening with the slippery head of my cock,
then dipping it in slowly. Melanie was going nuts, between fingering her
cunt, trying to control her convulsing body, and watching her childhood
beau enjoying a whole new dimension. Eventually, I was in, and after a few
excruciatingly slow and deep penetrations, began pounding away while
Melanie moved to his belly to slurp and swallow his rigid cock.

I was in heaven watching Melanie's fingers flailing away behind her
upturned butt while he moaned at each thrust from my engorged
cock. Eventaully, though, none of us could take it any longer, and we
exploded in an almost simultaneous orgasm.

Marky had to work in the morning, so after a shower and some coffee, we
dressed in our original clothes, and said our goodbyes. On the way out the
door, she tucked Marky's panties into my shirt pocket saying, "Here's a
trophy for your collection!"

After that night, Mark and I played a lot with those panties, and even got
together with Melanie one more time. But that's for a later story.