Parking lot panties
A couple of years back, my lover and I had an experience that
makes my head spin no matter when I think about it.
We are both married to other people, but have been maintaining
our tryst for many years now.
She worked days and I worked nights. Even though we lived
in different cities, our jobs were conveniently only a
couple miles apart from each other. So we would always meet
once or twice a week for some sex. I'd come to work a little
early, she'd stay out a little late after work...and
we'd meet in the darkend parking lot of my work.
Sometimes she'd bring her truck and we'd just sit and talk,
maybe kiss or touch...whatever struck us. Other times,
she'd bring her van. When I saw the van, I always knew I was
going to get lucky. It was always dark out, and the van had
heavily tinted windows. We'd go in the back and fuck, or
I'd go down on her and lick her pussy until she came in my mouth
(I am lucky enough to be fucking a girl who squirts when she
comes...and we both love every drop of it!). Still other
times, she'd sit me down in one of the bucket seats, get down
on her knees, and lovingly slather attention on my cock
with her mouth, tounge, and hand.
This was one of those times. Kate is about 35, long auburn
hair, tall, and a bit on the lightly plump side...but she
wears it well and is VERY sexy.
She had left me an e-mail that morning to meet her at the
usual time, but that she had something special for me.
Now Kate had always known about my panty fetish, and had
actually played well into it: masturbating and cuming
in her panties and mailing them to me at work, or leaving
them in a secret place for me to find...and they always smelled
wonderful.
Tonight was a bit different, though. When she pulled up
in the van, she parked off in the dark corner of the parking
lot like usualy. I got inside, and she had already crawled
in the back. She was dressed in a black business suit and
skirt...the kind I really like seeing professional women
dress in. But I also liked it for what was underneath, because
I knew it meant a black push up bra for her ample breasts,
matching black panties, and black thigh highs.
Kate had that look in her eye that told me tonight was going
to be fun. She pushed me down in the bucket seat again, and
slid off her suit. She kneeled down in front of me only in
her underwear and stockings, unbuckled my slacks, and
pulled out my waiting cock.
Kate's always had a self-proclaimed oral fixation, and
I've always been more than happy to help her work on that
fixation. She knows how to hit the right spots with her tongue,
just how hard to suck, and just where to use her hands and
finger. She can bring me right to the edge of exploding...and
then stop...and start all over again. Drives me crazy,
but man I love it.
She spent about 10 minutes sucking on me while fingering
herself through her panties with her other hand. Then she
pulled me out of her mouth, looked at me with a glint in her
eye, and said, I've been fantasizing about this all day....and
I am SO wet for you. With that, she pulled off her sopping
wet black panties and brought them up to her mouth. She drug
her tongue teasingly across the gusset, and then inhaled
deeply through her nose...smelling her own scent. I could
have cum right there. But instead, she handed them to me
and said I want you to cum in my mouth while you smell my panties,
Lover...
Holy cow. She certainly didn't have to tell me twice. I was
ready to do it right away, but Kate wasn't done. She prolonged
the agony another 10 minutes....sensually wetting my
cock, and then stroking it up and down with her hand...all
the while talking incredibly dirty to me, and telling me
to sniff and taste her panties.
When I could hold out no longer, I told her I was ready to cum.
She took my cock deep into her mouth and sucked hard...only
the way she can that makes me erupt. Just at the height...right
at that instant where the pleasure is at it's most intense,
right before the orgasm hits, I brought the dampest part
of her panties to my nose and breathed her scent in with as
deep a breath as I could muster.
I have never cum harder or longer. Even Kate had trouble
swallowing all of my sperm, because the orgasm just kept
going...or maybe it was more than one orgasm. I didn't know...because
my head was spinning with the lovely scent of her wet cunt.
It was as close as I've ever come to an out of body experience.
When she was done, Kate licked her lips, pulled her top back
on, and started to get dressed. I have to get home, she
said with that happy tone in her voice. She licked off the
cum that had trickled out of the corner of her mouth, and
gave me that secret smile.
No, I want you to keep them, Lover, she said when I handed
her panties back to her. So you won't forget.
I hated to see her drive home...as I always did. It wasn't
fair that she had to go home to someone else...especially
that clueless asshole of a husband. But I always took just
a bit of satisfaction in knowing that when she kissed him
at home that night, it would be MY cum he would be tasting
on her lips....and he wouldn't have a fucking clue!
Almost five years later, and I STILL have those black panties
stashed away in a special place where I know my wife won't
find them. Safely sealed in a zip lock bag, they are not as
fresh as they once were...but during those times I'm alone,
I can still pull them out and masturbate.
...smelling them
as I cum, and taking me to one of my favorite places.
Thanks, Kate....:-)