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.