DISCLAIMER: All characters are fictional, no relation to anyone living or dead, all are 18 or older. If you do not like sexually oriented material, LEAVE NOW.
"Oouuu yessss...." John moaned as he put on the frilly, lacy garter belt he'd bought for himself the other day, and attached his favorite pair of fishnet stockings to the garter snaps. "Ouuuu Jennifer, you look so darling, honey!" he groaned to himself. The garter belt was sizzling pink and the fishnets were white, brand new! He'd thrown out his old ones last week, they were all cum-stained from jerking off. His cock got hard immediately and he started stroking it.... ouuuu, pure pleasure! He put in a CD of tranny porn into his computer; 3 CD'rs were strutting around in high heels, stockings, sheer panties with hard cocks rubbing in them, inside the house, teasing and making out passionately with slut-red lipstick on.... ouuu fuckkk yessss! "MMmmmmm kiss me baby!" he moaned out loud....
Right next door was Sam. Sam loved to spy on his neighbor when his wife wasn't around. He looked through John's recyclables when he took out his own last week and found his cum-stained fishnets.... he could barely get back into the house without his cock exploding in his shorts! John's desk lamp was on, meaning John was in his computer room across the thin strip of yard separating their houses. Sam's wife was at a community event, like usual (she was a local organizer and was almost never home) leaving him with opportunity.... he loved opportunity! They fucked maybe once a month was all.... Sam was a dom and she wasn't into anything that kinky!Sam took advantage of his wife not being there and ran upstairs. He could look out his upstairs bedroom window and have perfect view of John in his computer room! And see what was playing on his computer screen when he used his field glasses..... ohhh fuckk yess! John was stretched out in his garterbelt and stockings, stroking his hard cock, rocking his head back and forth, then Sam saw it when he turned his head to the side.... John had on fucking slut-red lipstick! Ohhhh SHITT!!! Sam groaned, "Ohhh fucking A...!" and, standing at the window observing, shot rope after rope of hot cum on the lower sash of the window, falling forward, catching himself before he collapsed! It was so fucking dirty and fucking nasty!
John grunted and spewed cum out of his cock, careful not to mess up his new fishnet stockings. "Damn, that movie makes me cummm...!" John groaned loudly. He licked up the puddle of cum off his hand and fingers, carefully took off his outfit and got his sweat pants on at about the same time Sam noticed the garage door going up - John's wife was home.... the computer light went off as the garage door started closing.
"Ohhhh shit that was close! Wondered if she'd called him...." Sam moaned, thinking if she'd gotten home 5 minutes earlier to catch him in the act! Speaking of which, he pulled up his PJ's and cleaned his glorious cum off the window himself and going downstairs to await his own wife to arrive. But, the seed had been planted and Sam's mind started to whirl... and whirl and whirl....
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"Hey Mitch, Danny, Robert and Paul.... " Sam greeted his hunting partners at their deer camp/lease. They took care of business about the upcoming deer hunt, then Sam announced, "I got some news..... if I work it right, I just might be able to get some entertainment after the hunt!" as Danny swallowed Sam's thick cock. They always finished their meeting with a suck'n'fuck.... "It's my next door neighbor, he's a closet gurlyboi. I see him dress up in garter belts, panties, stockings.... who else know what?!" Sam groaned while stuffing his cock up Mitch's asshole, fucking him wildly! They all loved the playtime after the camp meeting!
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John was out front raking leaves when Sam came out of his house. They'd put their trash and Recycling bins out moments before - every Thursday for Friday pickup. Sam had to dump some more recyclables in his bin and stopped to chat....
"Hey John, how's it going?" Sam said amiably.
"Good! How about you?" John answered back.
"Fine! BTW, a couple weeks ago I had too much to fit in my trash bin, so I put a bag in your's... if that's ok.... they picked it all up the next day...."
"Um, oh sure, no problem...." John answered, suddenly feeling a little uneasy. A thought flashed across his mind... was that when he tossed his old, cum-stained white fishnet stockings out?
"Um.... not being nosy.... but I see you'd tossed these out..... Or, maybe it was your wife?" Sam taunted, a sly grin on his face. He carefully held out a bit of the white fishnets he'd found!
All the blood immediately drained from his face! "Ohhhh shit... shit shit shit!" he moaned. Terrified, he tried to unsuccessfully grab them from him without creating a stir. The more terrified he got, the more it started to make his cock in his panties grow! "No, those... were... mine...." John groaned, hanging his head.
"Something is all over them, and it smells... like.... cum! Is it your cum, John?" Sam taunted. "I tried to lick som off them and it sure left a horny, cummy taste in my mouth... Personally, I like cum, don't you, John?" and to make his point he licked and sucked on the top of the fishnets.
"Oh fuck, Sam, why are you doing this? I am secretly a closet submissive sissy who likes to put on femme wear, is that what you want me to admit? Here, feel how fucking hard this is making me!" and John stepped closer to Sam, groaning as Sam's hand fondled his throbbing cock!
"Yummmm.... does your wife know all about this? Before I came out I looked in your kitchen window and she was inside cooking dinner, maybe you'd like me to tell her how you dress up in women's things, watch tranny porno's on your computer and jerk off to them.... yessss, I've watched you, honey darling, and you cum so nice, baby!" Sam whispered in John's ear, still rubbing John's cock for him, then licking the cummy fishnets once again.
"Oh fuck... nnnoooooooooooo.... she doesn't know.... I'm scared shitless you'll tell her.... oh fuck, you're making me cum in my panties!" John said, deliciously terrified of his next door snooping neighbor!
"Well, honey-boi.... cum over tomorrow after your wife leaves for work, wearing all your nicey-nice goodies for me to enjoy, and submit to me, sweetheart?" and Sam gripped John's spurting hardon forcefully, feeling it cum in his panties! Or I'll tell.... and call up your relatives and let them know too... Do you have a gurly name?"
"Uh huh... oh fuck, what a cum! I call myself Jennifer...." John murmured. His panties were a cummy mess! "I've got to go inside, dinner's probably ready..." John knew he wouldn't have time to change them and clean himself up; he'd have to sit through dinner in his cummy panties, then take a shower afterwards. Ohhhh......
Sam left John, who wobbled back into his house, mincing a little, trying hard not to waggle his horny ass going back inside!