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After two rounds and some kissing, he started to rub my pussy through my pantyhose. I was so hot and juicy wet and wanted to “play” with him in the car. We had the most exciting car sex. He immediately starting deep-throat kissing me and kissing my neck, while pulling and tugging on my nipples. He rubbed my pussy through my pantyhose and I was so wet.

I took my pantyhose and panties down and told him I wanted him to fuck me hard in his back seat. He threw my leg over his shoulder and entered my wet hot pussy. While pumping in and out, he deep-throat kissed me and I told him how fucking hot his cock felt in me. I grabbed his balls and held on till he came inside me. Then I started to lick and suck and nibble his still engorged cock with my pussy juices on it. He fingered my pussy and ass as he came in my mouth. Great lover. The next time we met I did anal and that’s another story.

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The next day, I was having lunch with a girlfriend and told her about the panty incident and how badly I had wanted to laugh. Don’t get me wrong, my boyfriend and I always have great sex. But he is always so serious about it, never playful. Even while wearing my panties he never cracked a smile. My girlfriend suggested that maybe I should just try and show him how he had looked and it might loosen him up a bit. So we met up again after work and took a trip to a store where they sold sex toys. I purchased a strap on dildo that was about the same size as my boyfriend’s cock – the idea being that I would put it on under the same pink panties he had already ruined and he would see how silly it looked.

Later that night, while my boyfriend was busy making dinner, I slipped into the bedroom to strap on the dildo and put on the tattered panties. I glanced at myself in the mirror and had to laugh. I thought I looked even funnier than he had. I guess it was the combination of my large breasts and the big penis straining to get out of the panties that looked so odd.

Holding my breath to keep the laughter at bay, I wandered back to the kitchen. He had his back to the doorway and was busy slicing a tomato. I crossed my arms, leaned into the door jam and cleared my throat to get his attention. My boyfriend turned his head, stared for a moment, then turned all the way around.”Oh honey,” he said in a high voice, trying to imitate me. “Can’t it wait till after dinner? I’ve been slaving away for hours.”

“Hours, huh?” I said sauntering over to stand in front of him. “Well, maybe I need satisfaction now.”

A strange glint flashed in his eye just then and I felt the cool steel of his knife blade slip into the waistband of my panties at the hip. With a simple flick of the wrist the blade cut through and the panties fell to the floor. “There now,” he said in his normal voice. “Isn’t that a lot less binding?”

At this point something came over me and I felt totally aroused. My clit was throbbing behind the dildo. I reached out and untied the drawstring on his sweat pants, letting them fall to the floor. As usual, he was wearing pair of my panties blue this time and he already had a full erection. Instinct took over. I grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him around, bent him over the counter and gave his ass a full playful slap. I think he said something or let out a surprised grunt. I wasn’t really listening as I was busy reaching for the plate of butter on the counter. Then I was moving his panties to the side wiping a big glob of it all over the dildo. I planted my hands firmly on his hips, aimed the dildo at his puckered pussy hole, and thrust forward.

When I first entered him, his knees tried to buckle and I thought he might fall. But as he regained his composure, I began thrusting in and out. Once I established a good rhythm, I noticed that he was moaning with pleasure. Maybe this hadn’t been such a bad idea after all. So I reached around with one hand and grabbed his dripping cock through the front of his panties then started stroking it. It took very little effort before he began to shake all over and spewed a huge load onto the kitchen floor. In the heat of the moment I had also managed to have one hell of an orgasm, and my juices were running down my legs.

Later, as we sat exhausted and trying to eat dinner, he looked at me with this huge grin on his face and said, “So, does this mean you’re not mad at me for ruining your panties? I mean, I only put them on in the first place hoping to make you laugh. But when you acted so serious, I figured I was in trouble.”

I couldn’t help but start laughing. “Remember that saying about how when you assume, you make an ASS out of U and ME? I guess we’re both guilty.”

”Well,” he said, kissing me, “You can have my ass anytime.”

Holy samoley, thought ed. He was already freaking out. He was just
looking in the mirror, oggling his huge, soft double d breasts, when the
phone rang.

“How the hell did she know…?” Without thinking ed bit his lip. His
curvy, full figured brunette reflection did the same. His perfectly
french manicured hands touch his lips. ‘Damn, I am so freaking fox-say!’
He thought, a smile curling on his pouty lips. He quickly turned his
ample ass to the mirror and stroked it approvingly before giving it a
sharp smack. He giggled as he watched it bouncing. He loved his panties.
They were black with pink lace keyhole hearts on each cheek, and one
right above his mons in the front.

“Ed. Pick up,” the voice repeated. Uh-oh, he thought, she sounds pissed.
Ed quickly came back to his senses.

“Hey babe.” He tried to sound apologetic, but he noticed with his femme
vocal chords, it just sounded perky. Fuck, he thought, another
relationship screwed up. There was just no way out of this one.

Monica read him the riot act. As she did ed walked over to the bed. If he
was going to get chewed out, he thought, might as well relax. Not like
she needed any input from him anyways. He had the feeling she was going
to be going on for a while. Laying down he absent-mindedly started
twirling his– now her–hair. A couple of strands brushed against his
breasts. A sigh escaped his lips.

Monica was going on about something or other. He snickered when she used
the phrase “psychic panties”, but she shut him up quickly. She said that
this was important, but ed was preoccupied with his new body. If he had
listened he would have heard her tell him she and her roommate were from
the future. A future that was obsessed with genetically modified women. A
future that was perverse. He also would have heard that those special
panties– the ones he thought were so girlishly cute that he would steal
them– would eventually turn him into a slutty, bimbo slave, play doll.
But he tuned all of that out. Instead he drifted into the dreamy
landscape of his new, ultra femme body.

‘Heavenly!’ he thought. He had fantasized about the kind of woman he’d
be, and in a lot of ways this way pretty damn close. The odd thing was he
never told anyone. This was his deepest secret. His hand abandoned his
locks in favor of his nipples, which quickly grew hard. This body is
amazing he thought, looking down he watched them grow the size of some
very big gumdrops. Fuck! I am a stone fox! As he brushed lightly against
them he noticed the sensation wasn’t just local. He felt the strokes in
his inner thighs when he stroked this way, his lower back it was as if
the tingle was felt in different parts of his body at the same time. He
pinched his nipple. The underside of his toes. It felt like someone was
tickling them. His hand slid around the curve of his breast. These are
huge… And nice. Firm and soft. Mmmmm….Who would ever want to be a
man. His hand found it’s way to the border of his panties. As he moaned
he noticed a familiar sensation in his panties…

“Fuck!” Ed screamed, pulling up his panties from his belly to try and see
what exactly was down there.

“Ed!” Monica berated him. “What the hell is going on there?”

“N-nothing, baby…” Damn. Those tiggold bitties were getting in the way.

“Fine,” Monica snapped, “just get your ass over here asap.”

What if I didn’t, ed thought. “Ok. Let me just throw on something and
I’ll be on my way.”

Ed hung up. His hand went back down between his legs… He still had a
cock, although it was small. It quickly stiffened. His hand reasserted
itself in his panties. “Ff-f-fuuuuck!” he shuttered. A soft, sexy shiver
went up his spine, then: pantysplash! Wetness. He moaned and fell back on
the bed. Wow. He had a pussy too. This was exactly what he fantasized
about.

He walked over to his full sized mirror. His hand in his panties, slid up
to his hip. Amazing. He thought for a second about digging out his stash
of clothes he had for when he crossdressed, but they would be way too
big. He wish that he at least had a pair of stripper heels. That’d be
hot. Suddenly he felt a warm sensation under his feet. Two small black
puddles appeared, which snaked its way up his ankles. “Psychic panties!”
He giggled as he watched as they completed their work. Before him a
gorgeous, full figured, big boobed, hermaphrodicic curly haired brunette,
with platformed stripper heels and black and pink panties with a 3 inch
bulge.

“Drool, drool, drool!” He thought of a porn movie that got him super hot.
It had a bottle blonde asian girl wearing something similar, but with hot
pink mesh top that emphasized every curve. No sooner did he think about
that girl’s tan lines that they appeared on his skin. Apparently he
favored bikini cut bottoms, he thought, a smirk on his face. His the
corners of his eyes moved upward, and he lost the crease in his eyelids.
But his hair stayed brunette, curly. It was just the things that got him
hot at the moment he thought. Almost as fast, his torso began to sweat
(?) tiny hot pink beads which quickly formed the lattice of the mesh top
that more or less covered his ample rack.

Wow. These panties are amazing….

His hand slid back down his panties, and the other cupped his breasts,
playing with his nipple. He pushed his panties down so he could see his
equipment in the mirror. As they slid down his downy soft thighs, he
reflexively reached down for them. He was thinking without them, he’d
turn back into a boy, but that was obviously not the case. Reassured, he
straightened himself up again and watched them fall to the floor, where
they morphed into part of his heels. He shook his head in amazement.

But back to the hottie in the mirror.

He walked back to his bed, with the sexiest strut he could imagine. His
tiny cock thickened. Holy cow these things are amazing he thought, he
watched as his feminine hand gently grasped his cock. A thought flashed
across his mind, and he found his dick swelling in length and girth, soon
his pussy sealed itself and disappeared. His jaw dropped as his cock grew
till it was as thick as a coke can, and the length grew to 6, 8 and 10
inches. He fell to the bed. This was too good to be true….

He couldn’t help himself. He grabbed bottle of lotion and watching
himself in the mirror, watched his sexy doppleganger stroke this enormous
python. That’s the only thing it could be called. He could barely get his
dainty little hands around the thing, but he would not be stopped, his
dick would not be denied. He was spell bound, and when he thought about
what it would be like to suck a dick like that, or to even suck his own
cock, he found to his amazement, his cock grew even bigger. 12 inches,
14! Longer! Soon his dick was longer than his thigh! He couldn’t get it
in his mouth fast enough. It’s warmth, smell and taste — slightly sweaty
musky salty — was all he could have dream of and more.

Laying back on his back, he put his enormous cock between his breasts and
titty fucked himself, letting his cock smack him in the face, licking it
as if it was the last thing he’d ever do. The waves of intense sensation
rolled over him. He was about to come. Cramming his dick in his mouth, he
wanted to come hard, and in bucket loads, and his psychic panties
obliged. His first three shots filled his mouth to over flowing. The next
4 covered his face, and boobs. He was immeasurably happy and exhausted.
The last thing he thought was, this was the best dream ever before
drifting off to sleep.

Part 2 coming soon…