I kneel in front of your chair. You place both of your feet on my panty-covered dick. I raise one of your feet with my hands and begin to massage. I love the feel of your stockings. I lean forward and kiss your toes. Meanwhile, you massage me to hardness with your other foot. 

“Good boy but you better not make a 'messy’ in your panties or else you face the consequences. Mistress must ALWAYS cum first!” 

“I want you to smell my pussy before I permit you to worship it. Tell me how bad you want to please me!” you ordered. 

You spread your legs for me, and I could see your crotch-less panties. I knew what you wanted so I moved my face in close. I could see your lips and your fragrance filled the air. I took deep breaths feeling lucky that you allowed me in this position. You allowed me to smell your pussy and look upon your beautiful lips and large clit. 

“Mistress, I must taste your pussy. I want to run my tongue up through your lips to rest on your clit. Please, Mistress, you are all I need. Let me fulfill my desires. My dick is nice and hard encased in my panties. I need to cum Mistress.” 

“Very well. Lick my pussy like a devoted and loyal panty boy and I may permit you to have a ‘cummie’ on my stockings!” 

My eyes went wide, and I smiled, “You are very good to me Mistress.”  

I moved in close to your pussy again. Your crotch-less panties spread apart just like those beautiful lips. I breathed in your fragrance as my tongue pushed out of my mouth. My hard dick pushing against the satin of my panties. 

My tongue pushed in between your lips. You were wet and I tasted you. I pushed in and out of you with my tongue. The aroma is intoxicating. I thought to myself, I do not deserve one such as you. I kept my tongue working, licking in and out. Soon my tongue reached your clit. Your body shook and I heard you moan. I kissed your clit softly and felt it getting harder. Your lips were swollen. 

 “My, you are about to earn a reward my little panty boy!” you exclaimed. 

I felt your hands on the back of my head. Pulling my head harder into you. My lips smashed into your lips. My tongue inside your wet pussy, my nose rubbing against your hard clit. Your hips began an up-and-down motion. You were fucking my face. Moaning louder I could sense you were nearing your orgasm. I was delighted it happened so quickly. 

Your hands grabbed my hair tight while you were riding me, your juice all over my face as you had your way with me. Your orgasm started and I was grateful for my position to witness it. Breathing heavy your body began to twitch and shake but your pussy stayed on my face the whole time as your orgasm crested. I then felt the energy release and your body relax. You released the grip on my hair, pushed my face away and laid back on your bed. I tasted you all over. 

“Now it is your turn panty boy.” you then extended your stocking-covered leg and put it under my panties. I felt your toes on my ass as the top of your foot rubbed against my balls. My dick reached maximum hardness while still encased in my panties. 

“I just love playing with your panty-covered cock and giving you a ‘stiffy’. After that sensational orgasm, you deserve a definite reward, but I demand that you cannot make a ‘messy’ on my stockings for at least five agonizing minutes, and when you do you, must lick up the mess you made. Can you handle another four and a half minutes panty boy?” she asked rhetorically.  

“Oh, Mistress.” I sighed with a big smile on my face. I pulled my panties to the side and grabbed my hard dick. I was very excited as my hand began sliding up and down my shaft. My other hand reached around to rub my satin panty-covered ass.  

It had been a minute now, but it felt like one hundred. My hand was running over the rim around my dick head coaxing out my initial juice. My other hand rubbing my ass still. 

Two minutes passed and my breathing was heavy. Sweat was forming on my brow. This minute was difficult to maintain control. I was on the edge now but had two more minutes to go. 

Into my fourth minute, I thought I would lose it. I forced myself to slow until I could control it. The seconds are ticking, my hand quickly stroking. You watched in amusement as I struggled. Soon I felt I had made it. 

Five minutes and I stroked as fast as I could. Streams of my juice shot up to your knees and slowly shortened until your ankle was covered. I made a mess halfway up your legs. You presented your leg to me as I began to lick up my own mess.  

“That is a good panty boy. You cleaned your mess up nicely. Now go prepare a bath for your Mistress.” 

I added lavender bath beads. I stirred the water filling the whole room with the fragrance. Dressed only in my panties, I kneel next to the large tub and watch as you remove your clothes. One item at a time. My eyes melt as I see your beauty slowly exposed. You were down to your stockings. 

Finally, you stepped into the bathtub slowly sinking as the hot water pulled you in. I placed a towel behind your head, and you leaned back with your eyes closed. I just knelt and took in your beauty. After fifteen minutes of soaking, it was time for me to shave you. Slowly and carefully, I shaved each leg.   

You stood and placed a leg on the edge of the tub. I then very carefully shaved the heaven between your legs.  

Cleaned and refreshed, you stepped out of the tub. I had towels ready as I dried you off. You were pleased at how well I did. 

You walked over to your bed and put on satin pajamas and laid down to sleep. I walked over and laid down at the foot of your bed clad in only my panties.  I slept as well. 

When morning arrived, you stepped out of bed. You looked down at me and smiled. You were pleased at my obedience. 

“My sweet panty boy, it is time to awaken.” 

I opened my eyes and realized you were true. It was not a dream. I stood, wearing only my panties. 

“Go shower and then prepare your Mistress something for breakfast.” 

Thirty minutes later I walked into the kitchen wearing a new pair of panties. 

I made your breakfast, which was quite an assortment.  Nothing was too good for you. 

After breakfast, you went to the living room and waited for your coffee. I walked in and handed you a mug and then cleaned up the table and dishes. I was half-hard the whole time. 

I entered the living room and refilled your mug. You reached out and grabbed my half-hard “stiffy” and rubbed it through my panties. Quickly I became fully stiff. 

“Please Mistress, may I play with my panty-covered dick and have another orgasm?” 

“No!” 

“Please, Mistress. I am begging you. My stiff dick is aching under my panties. I need to relieve myself. I will clean it up.” 

“NO!” 

I relented and my shoulders relaxed. I dare not ask a third time. I knew a cage was not far off.  I prefer to never wear the cage, so I try to keep my behavior good enough to avoid it. 

You were on the large leather chair finishing your coffee. I knew what you wanted next. I set a footstool down between your feet. I was still clad in my satin panties. My dick was hard as a rock. You placed a foot on the footstool, and I grabbed the color you requested. 

“I think fuchsia today,” you said. 

I opened the bottle and began applying polish to each toe. Carefully, artfully, I took my time. When the first foot was done you inspected it thoroughly. Satisfied at my work, you presented me with your other foot. I paid close attention to detail as I did with the first. Satisfied with my work, we moved on to your hands. You had a hand on each arm rest. I stood and did the same to your fingernails as I did with your toes. You were smiling because I did so well. 

“I will let you play with your ‘stiffy’ for five minutes while I watch.” 

I began rubbing through my panties. Already at peak hardness, a wet spot had formed in front. I pulled my panties to the side and began slow strokes. Fast would have sent me over the edge. Soon the five minutes were up. 

“It is time for you to help me dress. We are going shopping today. I want to buy us matching panties.” 

You sat back in the big leather chair with both legs on the foot stool. You allowed me to choose the color of your stockings and garter. I went to your dresser only wearing my satin panties. I reached in and gently touched your lingerie. My hand roamed to a black pair of thigh-high stockings and a black garter. 

At the foot stool, I turned your first stocking inside out. I guided your foot inside and made it nice a snug. I then gently, slowly began rolling it up your legs. Up your legs, I pull until it was around your thigh. I made sure the seam in the back was straight. 

“May I massage your foot, Mistress?” 

“Yes, if you must my panty boy.” 

I softly massaged your stocking-covered foot. “...and kiss your toes?” 

“No!” 

Content with the massage I prepared the other stocking. With your foot in I gently rolled the stocking up your legs.  I made sure the seam was perfectly straight. 

You stood. Kneeling before you, I positioned your garter belt and began attaching the clips. There were six clasps to attach. Once adjusted you walked over to your mirror and inspected my work. “Very good panty boy. I am pleased.” 

“Pick out a pair of black heels,” you instructed me. I carefully put your foot into each one. 

Next, I added your black corset. I stood and wrapped it around you and began to lace it. Finally, your corset was in place. You were stunning. “Now pick my dress out that I will wear shopping.” 

I went to your closet and grabbed a very sexy short one and walked over to you. You pulled it on and positioned it perfectly. Back to the mirror, you were ready to go. Part of your shopping included some panties for me.  I could hardly wait to try on my new panties for you. 

I dressed casually. Pants, shirt, inconspicuous but underneath I had on sheer panties. As I began to drive us you reached over and opened my pants. You slid them down a little exposing my sheer panties. You then began fondling me.  

“Oh Mistress, I am not sure I can hold back my orgasm.”  

“If you have your ‘cummie’ before I say so, I will cage you for one month.” 

Nothing more needed to be said. I did not want the cage.  

I drove us downtown to the shopping district and parked the car in a garage. You then leaned over to me and grabbed my hard dick. You stroked me very fast laughing at my discomfort. Only discomfort because I was trying not to cum. You were enjoying my torment. I loved every second of it. 

“Pull your pants up and let's go shopping.” 

You were dressed in your short dress. I knew what you had underneath. I dressed you and that memory was etched in my mind. I quickly moved around the car and opened your door. Out popped these beautiful legs in heels and black stockings. You presented your hand to me, and I took it and helped you out.  

We exited the garage and went to our first store. It was a high-end lingerie store. I followed you to the door and opened it for you. You walked in winking at me. I was very lucky, I thought, as I followed you inside. 

The first item you needed to get was in a section in the back that had some BDSM items. You found a pink collar that said “Panty Boy” on it. You told the clerk you were going to use this now. You walked up to me and put the collar around my neck. The words were right in front for all to see. 

We browsed the store, me following you throughout. I turned my head when we got to the panties. I started getting hard just thinking of panties. We browsed the different types and colors and styles. You know satin is a preference of mine. You held up a pair to my midsection. “What do you think of these on you?” you asked me.  

There were other customers there that looked at me funny. Then seeing the collar they would smile. You did this over and over again trying to find a pair that matched both of us. 

You finally found a pair. Purple satin, with sheer sides and they are very skimpy. “I think these will do for us,” you stated. 

You continue shopping and pick up items here and there. Plenty of stockings, a garter belt, sexy bras and a couple of corsets. I followed you the whole time, responding to your comments or questions, always wearing my collar. Some customers snickered and others smiled at my collar. I did not care now. I am your property. You know what is best for me. I willingly submit to you. 

All the items were placed in two bags which I took from the clerk. I opened the door and followed you out. 

Next, you went to a store selling rugs. You were interested in a new rug for your living room. It will be winter soon and the wood floors will get cold in the winter. You wanted something cozy by the fireplace. A place I can lay when we both are in the room. A place where I can kneel and not hurt my knees. A place where hopefully I can stroke my dick to orgasm. You ordered the rug.  

You also bought some cleaner for the leather chair. I grabbed that bag from the clerk, and we headed out. I opened the door and then followed you out. 

Standing with three bags on this warm fall day I followed you to the next store. This one was a high-end clothier. They specialized in dresses. I opened the door and followed you in while carrying my bags. You started to browse through the many dresses and skirts, tops and hats and purses. This store had many items to look at. 

You found a couple of dresses you wanted to try on. I followed you into the dressing room. I set my bags down so that I could help you remove your dress and then help you put the others on. Each time I would follow you out to the very large mirror. I looked at your reflection in the mirror and then saw myself. I noticed my pink collar that says “yoB ytnaP”. You purchased two dresses, so I held that garment bag as I picked up the other bags. 

On through the store, you shopped. You found a few more items. When we were finished, I took all the bags from the clerk and struggled to get to the door to open it for you. I followed you outside. My hands were full. 

Next you walked into a shoe store. These were not casual or everyday shoes. These were elegant and high heeled. I followed you with my packages as you looked at various types. You would show them to me for my approval each time. You settled in on a couple of pairs of heels. Stilettos I think is the word. Very appropriate word.  

Again, I took the bag from the clerk and worked my way to the door. Opening it for you I followed you out. You were done shopping. We walked to the car, and I put all your new items in the trunk. I moved around and opened the door for you. I watched longingly as you slipped into the seat.  

Once I started the car, you had me open my pants revealing my panties with a large wet spot. “You have been a good panty boy today. I might have to reward you.” On the way home you coaxed more pre-cum from me. It felt so good. 

Once we arrived at the house, you instructed me to take everything to the living room. I was to help you try it all on.   

After everything was tried on you said, “My panty boy, wearing all my new lingerie makes me want to get all dolled up and go to my favorite bar at the hotel. You know the one with all those hunky alpha males that compete to seduce you, while you sit nearby and watch. Maybe we will get a room and stay overnight.” you suggested. 

In your bedroom, at your vanity you began to apply your makeup. You were sure to let me watch. I expressed an interest in applying your makeup sometime. You wanted to be sure I learned properly. I watched while you took your time. Wearing just stockings and panties I could not help but stare.  

“Mistress, may I play while I watch you do your makeup?” 

“Well, I guess it is OK. Only for a few minutes and do NOT cum!” 

I pulled my panties to the side and grabbed hold of my hard dick. Pre-cum dripping from the tip. I stroked fast for a minute while I rode right up to the edge of an orgasm.    

I continued dripping my pre-cum while my hand moved up and down. I was staying right on the edge. My eyes closed and my head tilted back. 

“STOP!” you ordered. 

I stopped immediately. I am glad as I was losing control. It took a great effort for me to stop before I finished. My balls are full. 

When you were finished with your makeup, it was time to put on your dress. It was a short tight black dress; one of the two we bought on our shopping trip. As you slipped it on and put it in place I thought to myself how great you looked.  

It was my turn to get dressed. You had me go get the purple satin panties. I stood there naked, only my Panty Boy collar on, while I put them on. As usual, it takes me just a few minutes of that satin feel to get my dick hard. You walked over to me and fondled my hardness through the panties. Soon after a tiny wet spot formed. You pulled my panties down enough for my hard dick to spring forward. You grabbed it and stroked me softly. You were smiling the whole time. 

“Do you like having my hand on your ‘dickie’?” you asked. “Tell me how much you love it.” 

“Mistress, the best feeling for me is when your hand has hold of my dick.  Stroking me as you are doing will make me always cum quickly.”  I began to moan softly and then you stopped. 

“Pull those panties back up panty boy.  I have your clothes hanging on the door. Dress yourself and meet me in the living room.” 

When I had dressed and entered the living room, you were sitting in the big leather chair. Your legs crossed, and a pair of stilettos we purchased on the shopping trip on your feet. Your tight dress looked amazing. 

“Come here panty boy and kneel before me.” 

I quickly moved in front of you as instructed. You then uncrossed your legs and spread your knees enough for me to see up your dress. 

“What do you not see?” you asked me. 

“I do not see panties.” 

“Right. This will be on your mind when we go to the bar. I will sit by myself, and you will find a table back out of the way and watch me.” you explained. 

I understood and thought it strange we would not be at the same table, but I do not question you. I learned to let go and trust you. My panty boy collar was an example of that. I only wanted to see your pleasure fulfilled. 

I opened the car door so you could slip into your seat. When I was seated and started the car, you had me open my pants until my panties were exposed.   

I drove to the bar you loved to go to. It was attached to a very nice hotel. I moved around the car to open your door, you put one leg out, stiletto leading the way. I offer my hand and help you out of the car. 

“I want you to go get us a room at the hotel.“ you said. “When you are ready, come into the bar and find a table on the side and in plain view of the table I will be at.” 

I watched you walk to the bar. You opened the door and went inside. I turned and headed for the hotel. I ordered the nicest room they had. I went up to check the room.  It was a two-bedroom suite with a large kitchen. It was very open with a fireplace and a large bathroom. I headed to the bar. 

As I walked in, the bar was large, there was some soft live music. It was about half full. You were at a well-placed table that had a good view of the whole place. I sat off to the side and watched you. 

A large well-built man was sitting at your table. I could tell it was a friendly talk by his smiling. He did not force himself on you. He laid back and played it with quiet confidence. He was handsome and tall, much like an athlete. You were sitting there looking like a million dollars, calmly listening and talking. 

I realized my dick was acting up again. I felt it grow and grow and all I was doing was watching you and him have a discussion. Something about this was exciting for me. I did not know what it was. 

Finally, he stood and said goodbye. You told him that if he returned that she would like to talk more.  

“I will be back,” he said. 

You were there alone only briefly. A new man walked up and politely introduced himself to you. His voice was smooth. He was handsome, finely dressed, muscular with a two-day-old beard. His smile was something to behold. You offered him a chair and he sat. You both had a great talk. I heard the laughing between you and could see your body language. You enjoyed this. I wondered if you were enjoying having me watch you. 

You thought to yourself, I love to flirt with handsome strangers while having my panty boy watch. I know his ‘dickie’ is hard and throbbing inside his panties. He seems to be in a constant state of arousal, not to mention his undying devotion to my pussy.  Tonight was meant to tease him even more by watching me flirt and select a very handsome alpha male. 

I noticed you moved your chair closer to the man. Your hand would brush across his. I thought a long time about this. Would I be jealous? Would I be angry? It was neither of those. It was exciting. I could not take my eyes off you. The thought of you with him sent my excitement higher. My imagination went full speed ahead. My hard dick was pushing against my panties again. 

You excused yourself from the table to freshen up while he ordered some drinks. I watched him watching you with excited eyes. He was handsome with chiseled features, and he was dressed nicely. I kept watching him and he looked my way a couple of times. 

You reappeared and my gaze went straight to you. My eyes started at your heels. Up to your ankles. Slowly up to your calves. Behind the knee up to your thigh. Long way up that thigh. Your tight dress caught my gaze next. Your body is well-proportioned. Natural beauty. Arms were next. Elegant bend at the elbow. To your shoulders next. So smooth up your neck to your face. The best place to end the vision. 

I shake my head out of my daydream. 

I watched as you sat down with your new “friend”. I was half hard, but as soon as your legs bumped together, I came to full erection. You would laugh together and touch occasionally by accident. I could not get enough. I wanted to see more. I have never felt so energized. 

Not long after, the first man you were talking to returned. He noticed you and nodded. You nodded back and he casually walked over. When he got to the table, he recognized the other man. They were friends. I could tell you felt at ease. 

With the addition of handsome man number two, my attention was at its peak. You would smile and talk, and they both responded kindly. They laughed with you, but it wasn't a loud, boisterous laugh but rather calm and sincere. They were telling you about this time or that time.  

You would touch their hand with your hand occasionally to make a point. Each time the touch occurred; a spark went off in my head. My mind urged more blood to my "dickie", making it full sized against the panties. 

We had a signal, if you looked at me, I should meet you out of view of your table. You stood to freshen up and looked right at me. Your admirers sat and talked and laughed. I stood and met with you. 

“May I have a room key my panty boy?” you asked.  

I gave one to you. 

“I want you to go up to the room and strip down to just your panties. Wait in the bedroom and with the light off. You may not touch yourself!” 

I did as you said. Up to the room, just my panties and I hopped in bed and waited. I could see the living area of the suite. There was a couch and two chairs. 

What will happen when you get here? Will you be alone? If you invite a new man friend, how will you behave around him? If he touches you, will you enjoy it? These questions were rolling through my head. I just let them go and waited. It did not matter how long. You are the center of all of it. I revolve around you. Sometimes you bring me in close for an orgasm and other times I drift away from orgasms. You play me like a fiddle. The way I was meant to be played. 

So, I waited. 

You decided that on this occasion two is better than one or rather two and a half is better than one if you include your devoted panty boy. Of course, both men agree to go to the room as they no longer need to compete for my attention.  Before entering I warn them both that my husband is in there dressed in only panties. They didn’t seem to mind, and they entered and sat down.  You sat on the couch in the middle of them and crossed your legs and rang your little bell to summon me. I appeared wearing only a pair of panties, hand covering my bulge.  

“Panty boy, this is Kevin and Thomas.”  

You introduced me as your panty boy and then you told me to make you all a drink.   

I nodded to both and said, “Hello.” 

I mixed three drinks. I did not ask for one for myself. I must be in good form if I am to make my Mistress happy with me.  

Both men looked at my collar and both said at the same time, “He knows who he is.”  

You all had a laugh at this.  

The men were very respectful as you told them of my desire to wear panties all the time. I tend to you always in my panties. I cook and clean always in my panties. 

“He also likes to watch and wait on me and my lovers.” At this, I handed each one a drink. I stood in full view of all three of you. By now my hand did not try to cover. I submitted to you and the moment. 

“Is this true?” Kevin asked of me. 

I nodded my head affirmatively. 

“It is ok, you can talk. Thomas and I will not bite you.” 

“Yes, I love to wear panties all the time. They keep me hard.” I answered. “Mistress likes me to watch her with her lovers so that I might learn how to please her properly, if I am ever given the opportunity.” 

Thomas asked, “Would you like to watch us make love to your wife?” 

“Yes, I would," I said eagerly. 

As they talked, I would serve them if they needed anything. Light food, more drinks. It was going well. There was no tension. Everyone was relaxed including me. When I handed a drink over one time, Thomas put his hand on my ass to feel the material and said, “I bet this feels soft against that hard dick you have inside the panties.” 

Kevin stood and removed his shirt. He was muscular, well built, ripples down his abdomen. He walked up next to you. You ran your open hand across his abdomen while looking at me. This look is etched in my memory now. The look suggested you liked to perform for me. This is my imagination at work. 

He unbuttoned and opened his pants. 

“Help him remove his pants panty boy,” you ordered. 

I moved to him and knelt before him. My face was inches from his groin. I could smell him. I took a deep breath and helped pull his pants out of the way. He was naked before me. I started to move away. 

“No, stay right here up close so you can see everything!” you ordered. 

I moved next to him. His cock half hard and very large. I must say it kept my attention when you grabbed hold of it softly and slid your hand up and down, slowly coaxing. I eagerly watched it grow in your hand. It was a large cock. Mine was small in comparison.  

Your hand tightened the grip, and your tempo increased. My face was just inches away and my hard dick pressing against my panties. 

When I saw the size of his fully erect cock, I gasped. It was magnificent. You could tell by my expression that I was impressed. You had definitely selected a perfect stud in Kevin. 

His glorious cock is at full attention now. Twice the size of my dick. It is probably best that I keep mine covered in panties. It might make these men laugh at me. Still, so large with veins up and down it. Your hand continued stroking. 

The more I stayed so close the more my thoughts went to touching it. I needed to feel how thick it was. I wanted to stroke it just to believe it was real. I did not take the initiative though and I waited and watched. 

“Stand my panty boy. Stand right next to my alpha male.” I did as you ordered. “Now pull your panties to the side and let us all see what is behind them.” 

I pulled them to the side and my dick sprung forward. You grabbed both of us and stroked. Of course, I was hard, and I was about half his size. He eyed me as Thomas stood to move closer. It seems these alpha males were interested in seeing a panty boy up close. Thomas moved to my other side. I was sandwiched between them. 

“My panty boy, I want you to remove Thomas’ clothes for him.” 

I moved to his front and unbuttoned his shirt. I removed it to reveal a large muscular chest. His abdomen chiseled. I felt a jump in my desire as I unbuttoned and slowly unzipped his pants. I knelt in front of him and slid his pants down to the floor. He then stepped out of them, and I pulled them away. Both men were naked. Thomas was only half hard. 

“You may grab hold of him,” you said. “Feel how it grows in your hand.” 

My hand barely fit around it. So thick. It felt exciting though. I slowly began to stroke. It grew. Both men, along with you were watching me closely. My tempo increased as did yours on Kevin. I felt so alive while you and I both stroked these huge men. 

Soon after Thomas was fully hard. Two cocks the size of telephone poles. My hand on one and yours on the other.  

Kevin had been hard the longest so far, so you focused on him.  You stood and bent over the chair.  

“Panty boy, help Kevin to slide his massive cock into my waiting pussy.” 

Kevin stepped up behind you as I took hold of his cock.  I carefully guided it to your wet pussy.  I ran the tip through your lips getting it covered in your juice.  I then pushed just the head in between your lips.  I looked up at Kevin and nodded.  He grabbed hold of your hips and thrust it hard and deep.  This almost knocked the wind out of you. You let out a big moan. 

Kevin then continued his assault on your pussy. He thrust his monster deep and hard and then would pull out slowly.  You relaxed and let him fuck you like an animal.  You did not try to hold back your moaning.  You were getting fucked hard and you were loving it.  

“Panty boy, kneel under me and lick my clit and lips.  Lick Kevin’s cock as it goes in and out as well.” 

I did as you instructed, and soon I was watching his huge cock going in and out of your pussy. Stretching your lips wide. My tongue started licking those lips but could not help but lick his cock. I tasted your combined juices.  I eagerly licked everything I could get my tongue on.  

Kevin pulled all the way out one time and you ordered me to take it in my mouth and suck it.   I placed his head between my lips, and he thrust it into my mouth.  My eyes went wide as I was almost gagged. He pulled back out slowly. I placed the head back at your pussy and he began his thrusting again as I continued my licking. 

Kevin was moaning as well now.  Each thrust in, both of you moaned. His pace was fast.  It was amazing to see how that big monster disappeared into your tight pussy.  Finally, Kevin was ready.  You were pushing back on him on each thrust now.  He held your hips tight as he shoved it all in and began his orgasm.  Way up deep inside you he is shooting his load.  A loud groan when he had finished.  Slowly he pulled out until he was all out.  You sighed when he did this. 

Kevin stepped over to the couch and sat down.   

Thomas was standing tall and hard after watching Kevin fuck you.  

You stood and sat on the largest of the two chairs.  “Panty boy, come around here and hold my ankles up.  I would like Thomas to shove that huge cock into my tight pussy.  You still had Kevin’s cum in there and it began to slowly drip out when Thomas started thrusting. Thomas was already near an orgasm.  He watched you closely with your legs up and spread as they were.  He had a hand around each thigh as his pace quickened. Soon he was slamming into you hard almost ready to blow.   

It was time, as Thomas pushed his cock deep inside you as his cum began to shoot.   Another big load deep inside your pussy. Thomas was almost growling as he finished. He stayed there a minute after and then slowly pulled his huge cock out.  You gasped when he left you. Thomas sat down on the couch as well. 

“Panty boy, come around in front of me and look at my freshly fucked pussy.  Tell me what you see.” 

I knelt before you and your lips were swollen and spread like the wings of a butterfly. Your pink inside was visible.  Your clit was very swollen.  Of course, Kevin’s and Thomas’ cum was beginning to drip from you.   

“Lick my clit Panty boy.” 

My lips went around your clit.  I could not help but get some cum on my lips.  There was so much dripping out now.  I licked through your lips and picked up some cum.  I then went back to your clit and stayed.  I sucked and licked until you were unable to hold back.  Your body began to tremble, and your legs spread more.  

I put my fingers into your juicy wet pussy that was full of their cum.  I began fucking you as my mouth and tongue focused on the ever-swelling clit.  You reached down and grabbed the hair on my head and pulled me in tight. You then proceeded to have your orgasm in my mouth with their cum dripping from your pussy.  There was cum everywhere.  After a few moments your orgasm subsided.  You were out of breath as you pushed me away. 

All three of you were naked and sitting while I was standing there with a hard dick in my purple satin panties.