Caught in Mommy's Panties!: A Taboo Tale of Family Feminisation

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Now with an erection pointing up to the ceiling like a flagpole I began sliding the soft material across my circumcised bell end. I then went back downstairs to play in the living room for a while before attending to other matters. When my mom passed we cleaned out her stuff and I went right to her underwear drawer and sure as I expected there was absolutely beautiful lace hypster ** for me to take even though she was 88 her flair of style never grew old. I started looking around and took a pair or two of ** but couldn't find the ones she was wearing when she kept bending over in front of me. By then, both sis and I were crying, knowing we were going to die – whether from embarrassment or from being thrown in the nearest rock quarry!

Me dressing up wearing skirts and dresses had been okay, but me wearing panties was terrible to her.My mother had fortunately for me had left a few of her older undergarments in her drawer which I jerked into ever night they were away. Anyway my sister got real mad at me because she got a spanking and to make matters worse, she said she was going to tell all my mates at school that I was dressed up as a little girl, and wearing panties. I was older when I first went to Victoria's Secret for a bra and panty fitting and wore sheer micro thong panties through which I know the salesgirls could see my penis and that I was totally shaved.

Glad I'm not the only one that used to rumble through my Mum's lingerie drawer and rub my hands over her lovely to touch soft silky nylon knickers. My lovely bride of 35 years is also into ‘love spanking’ and we sometimes play out mum and child, with both of us taking different roles at different times – but I’m always the female!Thanks for writing and sharing, I always enjoy hearing how others started and as I said this is one of the best memories and the effect they had on the rest of our lives from these chance encounters. Sally had about thirty pairs of school knickers, including about a dozen in her school colour, which was dark green. I found out that my sister didn’t like those stretchy nylon panties very well and preferred cotton panties. I thrust my hips forward giving a jiggle so that the soft nylon quivered against the tip of my tingling cock.

Words failed each one of us, and for several long moments they just stared at my incredible situation. Sally’s school knickers were all of very soft cotton interlock, and they were all ‘Cherub’ knickers.Until with my ** so hard I could not help ** myself for the very first time in my life while wearing them. I did love her, even though she was very strict and controlling, the feminine clothes she dressed me in always made me feel peace and joy. Meanwhile, I had got my panties up but unfortunately was in an excited state and the dress got caught in the waistband of the panties, so it was quite noticeable! Your account of wearing and enjoying a glorious wank in nylon knickers parallels my own experience almost fifty years ago. We went to a friend's kid's recital, and she wore low-slung jeans and a black lace thong, easily seeable when she leaned over (as the guys behind us looked several times).

This was one of the most memorable knicker fucks I have had but there are a few more and also with slips and satin panel girdles. I simply adore being feminie, and would even love to go out on a date as Roxanne, with a sweet, knowing man! It was my first experience and it was pure extacy as it slowly slid in her until my balls were snug against her vagina. Then I pulled down the knickers before the copious cum leaked through my handkerchief into them for there was rather a lot of it.I stroked my cock through the material and rubbed back and forth for a while and then thrust into the big panties. The other knickers were more conventional but equally devastatingly attractive to my trembling head, and I loved each and every pair of knickers that I could find, wherever they were! I didn’t mention that getting spanked by a pretty young female while wearing those clothes was absolute heaven – especially since the female in question was a very close relative. I was trying my best to shrink into the carpet, wishing my clothing was a bit more masculine in appearance, and trying to pull up my very non-masculine panties at the same time! I groaned with the sheer intensity of the orgasm and felt the intense cum pumping up my rigid prick and squirting into the handkerchief.