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I had an experience you might like to read about. My manager at work, Clive, was one of the randiest guys I’ve ever met. On his desk in his office he had a picture of his wife, a dark haired beauty in her late thirties. The picture showed her in a bright red swimsuit that really showed off her curves and her long tanned legs, and was quite low cut in a deep V between her big breasts with a little bow between her breasts holding the cleavage only just closed. Whenever I was in Clive’s office I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.
One day Clive and I were talking in his office about work and as always I had my eye on his wife when out of the blue Clive said:
“You fancy her, don’t you? Is it her legs or her tits that turn you on most?”
I didn’t say anything in reply but I felt my face go red. That was all the answer Clive wanted because he then asked me if I wanted to see more of her. Again without waiting for my answer Clive reached for his desktop mouse and a moment later there on the screen was a picture of his wife.
She was completely nude, doing the splits on a big double bed with her legs so wide they were all but pointing in opposite directions. She had a thick bush of dark pubic hair between her legs and her spread legs were pulling her vagina open so her inner labia were peeping out. She was leaning back on her hands so her back arched and her big breasts with peaking deep red-brown nipples stuck out. As I stared at the screen Clive scrolled through more pictures of his wife nude or just in sexy underwear or stockings in penis straining poses around other places in his house. I was staring in silence at the screen when Clive said
“Do you want to see her knickers?”
Clive opened his desk drawer and pulled out a pair of tiny cream coloured satin panties with a little blue flower pattern and blue embroidered hems. He handed them to me. The material retained the bulge of his wife’s sex mound and were slightly yellow stained where her slit would have been. Clive pointed out a strand of dark pubic hair caught in the embroidery, the same colour as the hairy cunt his wife was displaying on the screen. I ran the smooth satin of his wife’s panties through my hands. Then what Clive said next nearly snapped my dick.
“Go on, get your cock out and wank over her knickers. I want to watch another guy jerking over her knickers while he’s looking at her nude.”
Clive wouldn’t have known but I’m a bit of a panty fetishist. I’m always on the lookout for upskirt panty peeps and visible panty lines around our open plan office area. Also I regularly play with my wife’s and my eighteen year old daughter’s panties. Sometimes I bring my daughter’s white cotton school girl knickers into work. In the privacy of a work toilet cubicle I put them on to admire my cock bulging in them, and then treat myself to a long relaxed wank over them. Clive must have seen my trousers bulge. My cock was up so stiff it was all but creaking. I desperately wanted to masturbate. I’d shown my cock to lots of other boys and wanked with other boys when I was back at school, but I was a grown up guy now and I guess I was rather modest.
I offered to soak her panties with my semen in the toilet, like I did with my daughter’s knickers, but Clive kept egging me on to wank over them in his office. Then he said
“Lets both wank. I’ll get mine out.”
With that Clive unzipped his trousers and dropped them. To my amazement I saw he was wearing women’s panties, I guess his wife’s. They were pale grey and very brief, bulging over his sex kit and his big purple penis head was poking out over the top. A moment later he’d dropped those panties too and his hard up erect penis was sticking out in front of him. I saw his sex kit was smooth and hairless. Clive kept urging me to get mine out, and after that I did. I was just wearing ordinary guy’s white cotton briefs, and unlike Clive my kit was cut and very hairy but sticking up every bit as erect as his.
I picked up his wife’s panties. Clive fingered his cock as he watched me with his eyes locked on his wife’s panties in my hand me as I played with them. I brushed them slowly over my shaft and balls and across my cock head the way I do with my own wife’s and daughter’s knickers imagining the feel of their soft fingers, lips and tongues on my shaft, working my penis to the peak of erection and sensitivity.
I spread the panties out on Clive’s desk in front of his screen. On the screen Clive’s wife was on all fours nude on a rug, with her big breasts hanging down, her knees wide, her smooth bum cheeks gleaming under the lights and giving me an “I want your cock up me!” look over her shoulder. I stood with my own legs as wide as my briefs stretched round my thighs allowed and thrust my hips forward so my penis was aimed at the panties. I wrapped my hand round my shaft and began to masturbate.
But I’d just started to stroke my cock when Clive stopped me and reached down to fondle my sex kit.
“Let me do it for you.” Clive said. Clive wanted to hand job me off over his wife’s knickers!
I must have had hundreds of hand jobs back at boys’ school, my wife regularly hand jobs me, but it had been years since another guy had done one for me. I’m as straight as they come but I wasn’t going to miss this chance of something kinky erotic. I let go of my cock and thrust my hips further forward for Clive’s hand.
Clive had a long feel of my hairy balls and cock, then closed his thumb and forefinger round my shaft and smoothly and methodically began to stroke me off. His pumping hand slid right up from my pubes to over my knob, catching the base ridge of my mushroom head just the way I like. Clive stood close enough beside me that his own shaft and penis head brushed against my bare thigh, and as he wanked me he reached his spare hand down to fondle my bum, running his fingers along my bum crack.
Clive must have felt my shaft suddenly harden in his hand and seen me thrust forward as my cum rose because his hand slowed down and he took me to my cum deliciously slowly. I spurted my cream over his wife’s panties and over his desk beyond. When I use porn I like to be looking at a cunt when I cum, and as my shaft hardened and pulsed in Clive’s hand my eyes were locked on his wife on all fours with her dark cunt hair peeping out between the tops of her spread thighs from behind. After I’d spurted I staggered back with my cock swinging half erect and dripping a strand of semen onto Clive’s office carpet.
Then it was Clive’s turn. He quickly switched to a picture of his wife squatting nude except for red high heels on what looked like his dining room table, with her legs wide and the camera looking straight up between her spread thighs at her magnificent hairy cunt. It was obviously one of his wanking favourites. Clive picked up his wife’s panties, sodden with my semen and held them right in front of his penis, stroking his knob with them. He wrapped his fist round his hard up shaft to masturbate. Then he said
“Play with my balls while I jerk one off.”
I knew what he meant. Sometimes I’m in the mood and my wife isn’t so I masturbate with her, usually nude together in bed. As I stroke one off I like to play with her naked body with my spare hand while she lightly fingers my bum, my inner thighs and my balls, teasing me frantic. I did just that for Clive, reaching down to tickle his balls and reaching right under him between his spread legs to tease his arse and sex kit from behind. I hadn’t watch a guy wank in years. Clive took his time, tugging his foreskin powerfully and rhythmically. He edged a couple of times, grunting with sex pleasure and easing off with his shaft quivering tautly and the veins bulging along its length. When he came he grunted loudly pumped a powerful jet of semen over the his wife’s panties.
After that we quickly put ourselves away and I went back to my own desk hardly able to concentrate on my work as I thought about Clive’s wife and being wanked by another guy. After years of sex just with my wife it was exciting to have a secret little affair like that with another guy. It reawakened the excitement I’d felt in my youth when soon after I’d started masturbating I discovered the novel and so erotic pleasures of wanking and hand jobbing with other boys.
In the months that followed before events took us our separate ways Clive and I had a few more sessions like that in his office. I brought in my daughter’s used white cotton schoolgirl knickers and we played with them and his wife’s panties and ogled porn and nude pictures of Clive’s wife.
Clive moved on soon after but he left me a pair of his wife’s panties. I still fuck his wife in my mind in the privacy of a cubicle in the men’s toilet as I admire my hard up cock in them before I make fresh contributions to the semen stains on the cubicle walls left by the many guys wanking there before me.
One day Clive and I were talking in his office about work and as always I had my eye on his wife when out of the blue Clive said:
“You fancy her, don’t you? Is it her legs or her tits that turn you on most?”
I didn’t say anything in reply but I felt my face go red. That was all the answer Clive wanted because he then asked me if I wanted to see more of her. Again without waiting for my answer Clive reached for his desktop mouse and a moment later there on the screen was a picture of his wife.
She was completely nude, doing the splits on a big double bed with her legs so wide they were all but pointing in opposite directions. She had a thick bush of dark pubic hair between her legs and her spread legs were pulling her vagina open so her inner labia were peeping out. She was leaning back on her hands so her back arched and her big breasts with peaking deep red-brown nipples stuck out. As I stared at the screen Clive scrolled through more pictures of his wife nude or just in sexy underwear or stockings in penis straining poses around other places in his house. I was staring in silence at the screen when Clive said
“Do you want to see her knickers?”
Clive opened his desk drawer and pulled out a pair of tiny cream coloured satin panties with a little blue flower pattern and blue embroidered hems. He handed them to me. The material retained the bulge of his wife’s sex mound and were slightly yellow stained where her slit would have been. Clive pointed out a strand of dark pubic hair caught in the embroidery, the same colour as the hairy cunt his wife was displaying on the screen. I ran the smooth satin of his wife’s panties through my hands. Then what Clive said next nearly snapped my dick.
“Go on, get your cock out and wank over her knickers. I want to watch another guy jerking over her knickers while he’s looking at her nude.”
Clive wouldn’t have known but I’m a bit of a panty fetishist. I’m always on the lookout for upskirt panty peeps and visible panty lines around our open plan office area. Also I regularly play with my wife’s and my eighteen year old daughter’s panties. Sometimes I bring my daughter’s white cotton school girl knickers into work. In the privacy of a work toilet cubicle I put them on to admire my cock bulging in them, and then treat myself to a long relaxed wank over them. Clive must have seen my trousers bulge. My cock was up so stiff it was all but creaking. I desperately wanted to masturbate. I’d shown my cock to lots of other boys and wanked with other boys when I was back at school, but I was a grown up guy now and I guess I was rather modest.
I offered to soak her panties with my semen in the toilet, like I did with my daughter’s knickers, but Clive kept egging me on to wank over them in his office. Then he said
“Lets both wank. I’ll get mine out.”
With that Clive unzipped his trousers and dropped them. To my amazement I saw he was wearing women’s panties, I guess his wife’s. They were pale grey and very brief, bulging over his sex kit and his big purple penis head was poking out over the top. A moment later he’d dropped those panties too and his hard up erect penis was sticking out in front of him. I saw his sex kit was smooth and hairless. Clive kept urging me to get mine out, and after that I did. I was just wearing ordinary guy’s white cotton briefs, and unlike Clive my kit was cut and very hairy but sticking up every bit as erect as his.
I picked up his wife’s panties. Clive fingered his cock as he watched me with his eyes locked on his wife’s panties in my hand me as I played with them. I brushed them slowly over my shaft and balls and across my cock head the way I do with my own wife’s and daughter’s knickers imagining the feel of their soft fingers, lips and tongues on my shaft, working my penis to the peak of erection and sensitivity.
I spread the panties out on Clive’s desk in front of his screen. On the screen Clive’s wife was on all fours nude on a rug, with her big breasts hanging down, her knees wide, her smooth bum cheeks gleaming under the lights and giving me an “I want your cock up me!” look over her shoulder. I stood with my own legs as wide as my briefs stretched round my thighs allowed and thrust my hips forward so my penis was aimed at the panties. I wrapped my hand round my shaft and began to masturbate.
But I’d just started to stroke my cock when Clive stopped me and reached down to fondle my sex kit.
“Let me do it for you.” Clive said. Clive wanted to hand job me off over his wife’s knickers!
I must have had hundreds of hand jobs back at boys’ school, my wife regularly hand jobs me, but it had been years since another guy had done one for me. I’m as straight as they come but I wasn’t going to miss this chance of something kinky erotic. I let go of my cock and thrust my hips further forward for Clive’s hand.
Clive had a long feel of my hairy balls and cock, then closed his thumb and forefinger round my shaft and smoothly and methodically began to stroke me off. His pumping hand slid right up from my pubes to over my knob, catching the base ridge of my mushroom head just the way I like. Clive stood close enough beside me that his own shaft and penis head brushed against my bare thigh, and as he wanked me he reached his spare hand down to fondle my bum, running his fingers along my bum crack.
Clive must have felt my shaft suddenly harden in his hand and seen me thrust forward as my cum rose because his hand slowed down and he took me to my cum deliciously slowly. I spurted my cream over his wife’s panties and over his desk beyond. When I use porn I like to be looking at a cunt when I cum, and as my shaft hardened and pulsed in Clive’s hand my eyes were locked on his wife on all fours with her dark cunt hair peeping out between the tops of her spread thighs from behind. After I’d spurted I staggered back with my cock swinging half erect and dripping a strand of semen onto Clive’s office carpet.
Then it was Clive’s turn. He quickly switched to a picture of his wife squatting nude except for red high heels on what looked like his dining room table, with her legs wide and the camera looking straight up between her spread thighs at her magnificent hairy cunt. It was obviously one of his wanking favourites. Clive picked up his wife’s panties, sodden with my semen and held them right in front of his penis, stroking his knob with them. He wrapped his fist round his hard up shaft to masturbate. Then he said
“Play with my balls while I jerk one off.”
I knew what he meant. Sometimes I’m in the mood and my wife isn’t so I masturbate with her, usually nude together in bed. As I stroke one off I like to play with her naked body with my spare hand while she lightly fingers my bum, my inner thighs and my balls, teasing me frantic. I did just that for Clive, reaching down to tickle his balls and reaching right under him between his spread legs to tease his arse and sex kit from behind. I hadn’t watch a guy wank in years. Clive took his time, tugging his foreskin powerfully and rhythmically. He edged a couple of times, grunting with sex pleasure and easing off with his shaft quivering tautly and the veins bulging along its length. When he came he grunted loudly pumped a powerful jet of semen over the his wife’s panties.
After that we quickly put ourselves away and I went back to my own desk hardly able to concentrate on my work as I thought about Clive’s wife and being wanked by another guy. After years of sex just with my wife it was exciting to have a secret little affair like that with another guy. It reawakened the excitement I’d felt in my youth when soon after I’d started masturbating I discovered the novel and so erotic pleasures of wanking and hand jobbing with other boys.
In the months that followed before events took us our separate ways Clive and I had a few more sessions like that in his office. I brought in my daughter’s used white cotton schoolgirl knickers and we played with them and his wife’s panties and ogled porn and nude pictures of Clive’s wife.
Clive moved on soon after but he left me a pair of his wife’s panties. I still fuck his wife in my mind in the privacy of a cubicle in the men’s toilet as I admire my hard up cock in them before I make fresh contributions to the semen stains on the cubicle walls left by the many guys wanking there before me.
Mckenna
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