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By Pantyboy (panty_boy33@yahoo com)


I've been married about a year now and I just love my wife Amanda. I married her because she wore the sexiest panties I have ever seen a women wear.

But I tried not to tell my young bride just why I married her. Sure she has a killer body but her sheer panties just drove me nuts! I just couldn't keep myself out of her panty drawer or the hamper.

One day as I went into the bathroom I opened the hamper to see her sheer red panties from the day before staring up at me. I grabbed them and sniffed her essence.

Next thing I knew I had a ranging hard-on and I had put her panties on my head so I could lick her sweet dried juices from the sheer fabric that was my wife's panty.

I pulled my stiff cock out of my pants and started to jack off as I licked her panties on my head. I was in heaven as I lapped at the sheer fabric my wife wears between her legs and covers her hot pussy and ass.

I was so wrapped up in my jack-off session that I didn't notice the door to the bathroom open.

"So that's why my panties are always so wet when I do the laundry," my wife said as I froze, my cock stiffening even more at my situation of being caught.

"You're a pantyboy, a pantyboy," she said mockingly, "why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I, uh I, well, there was a, a time when I ah... I wanted to and..."

"Oh shut up you little pantyboy and let me see you jack that little cock off," my wife commanded.

"But, I'm just... playing around and... ah..."

"Shut up pantyboy and finish what you're doing," my wife told me, "jack off with my panties on your head pantyboy."

I continued to jack my cock in front of my wife with her panties over my head as she disrobed until she stood before me in her bra and panties. I was so close to blowing my load I was in a completely altered state. I never thought my wife would call me a pantyboy, but I loved it all the same.

There I was with her sheer panties over my head, licking her pussy juices from her day old panty as she commanded me to continue and to jack off for her delight.

"Here pantyboy," she finally said as my wife pulled the panties on my head to on side and pushed her crotch covered panty into my mouth.

"Lick my panties pantyboy, that's it lick my panties and suck all my juices from my panties," she said, "why didn't you tell me before you were a pantyboy?"

"Well, from now on," she continued, "You'll be sucking my pussy and my panties all the time pantyboy," she groaned as my wife closed in on an orgasm.

"Oh yes pantyboy, oh my god pantyboy, lick my panties you panty licker," as my wife came in my mouth and I licked her until she shuddered.

I, for maybe the first time in my life, was in panty heaven. I was my wife's pantyboy and she was calling me pantyboy. As I lapped at her panties pulled to the side of her pussy I felt so at ease and in a place of comfort.

I was now known as a pantyboy to my wife and prior to this experience I had no idea of how to tell her I wanted to be her slave and her pantyboy. Or her panty slave which is what I really wanted to be.

Thank God she caught me. But how did she know to call me pantyboy?


"That's a good boy, my little pantyboy," my wife moans to me, "keep licking my pussy pantyboy. You really do have such a, ummmmmm a talent for licking my pussy when I wear panties."

I knelt between her out stretched legs, her pretty sheer blue nylon panties with black trim plastered to her body due to my licking. She was so wet.

"Oh god pantyboy, oh, oh my god here cums another one."

She splashed her hot cum juice all over the inside of her panty for the fourth straight time. I lapped up her juices and I sucked her panties into my mouth to taste all of her wet panties. I started to move my tongue under her panties and licked her swollen pussy lips.

"I think it's time for a break pantyboy. Take these wet panties off me and go wash them and hang them to dry. When you get back I'll have a surprise for you."

"Are you sure you don't want me to lick right her one more time honey," I pleaded.

"No pantyboy I don't," came her commanding response, "I want you out of my bedroom and washing my panty now. You'll understand soon enough pantyboy, and take off your cloths, I want you naked when you get back."

"Yes Dear," I answered and I tenderly pulled her panties off her fantastic hot body. I left the room and shed my clothes as I lapped at her panties a few more times before I poured some water into the sink and added woolite. I placed the panties in the water and swirled them around a few times. I was having a bit of fun, washing my wife's panties for her.

But she said something about a surprise? Since she found out about my fetish for her panties she has allowed me to clean her panties first by licking them and then washing them. It has become our routine, no intercourse, just panty licking while I jack off. Today she was too horny to let me undress, she pulled me into the bedroom as soon as I walked in the door. I followed her hot buns in those blue panties like I was in a trance. I was on my knees in a heartbeat.

That was a great surprise!

The panties seemed clean of both of our fluids and I rinsed them and hung them on the little lingerie clothes line in the shower. We have padded clothes pins for this, just another part of our little ritual.

"May I come back in the bedroom sweetheart?" I sheepishly asked from the hall.

"You may pantyboy, you may."

I opened the door as my wife stood before me in an outfit I have only dreamed of.

"And that is the last time in this house that you will call me anything other than Mistress, is that understood pantyboy."

"Yes Mistress," I answered as I took in the outfit she wore. Sheer black panties with the word "BITCH" across the front, a sheer bullet bra on her perky 34B breast, a garter belt and sheer nylons. She stood so tall as she wore thigh high boots with laces going down the center of the boots.

The boots had a five inch stiletto heel.

"Mistress has decided to spice up our sex life a little more pantyboy. Now on your knees."

I fell to the floor and knelt before my Mistress.

"Well, I see your little cock is at attention," she smirked, "I'm sure your other head is just as attentive to me pantyboy, is that right?"

"Oh yes Mistress," I answered half moaning.

"Good, now for your surprise," as Mistress turned to the bed and picked up a riding crop with an odd looking panty hanging from it. As she stood up from getting the crop I almost died looking at her perfect pantied ass, it was heaven.

"This pantyboy is a panty-skirt in your size. You will wear it for me because it delights me," she said.

"Yes Mistress."

"Your cock seems to enjoy the idea as well, it looks a bit harder pantyboy."

"Yes Mistress."

"Here," she said as she slipped the panty off her crop, dropping the panty-skirt onto my cock, "Delight me, and put your panties on."

The panty-skirt was sheer white nylon with a long bow in the rear over the skirt. I sat back and slipped into my new panties as Mistress watched intently. the rear of the skirt left my ass exposed for several inches, showing off my panties.

"That's a good pantyboy, after all, what type of pantyboy would I have if you didn't wear panties for me, hhhmmmm, pantyboy?"

"I love being your pantyboy Mistress."

"Good pantyboy and Mistress loves having a pantyboy in panties doing as you are told."

"Yes Mistress."

"Now here pantyboy, I want you to wear this collar around your neck," Mistress said as she placed a leather dog collar around my neck and buckled it.

"And I want to add this little leash to it," she said clipping the leash through the D-ring, "and oh yes, one other thing," she said as she went to the dresser.

Again I was able to feast my eyes on her butt with those sexy sheer black panties. She was so hot tonight I almost lost my load. But Mistress, as my wife did before, always wanted to tell me when to cum and not before.

"I think this should be part of your pantyboy uniform for awhile pantyboy," Mistress said as she held up a pair of hand cuffs.

"Pull your little cock and balls out the side of you panties pantyboy," she said. I did as I was told as Mistress fixed one of the cuffs under my balls like a cock ring. She slid the metal cuff until it was tight, tight as any cock ring I had ever wore.

"Now which hand does my pantyboy use mostly to jack off with?" Mistress asked.

"Which ever delights you the most Mistress," I answered.

"Oh good pantyboy, you truly understand this is all about my delight," she said as she placed the cuff on my left wrist and closed it. I always jacked with the right hand before, but this was for my Mistress wife and at that point I would have done anything to please her.

"Put your hand back in your panty pantyboy and, oh . . .I almost forgot to give you something slippery," she said, "pull the front of you panty open, yes there, that's a good boy doing everything I tell you to."

Mistress opened a bottle of long lasting lube, slowly, watching me as I stared at my wonderful Mistress wife from my position on the floor.

Mistress bent over and poured a generous amount of lube on my hand.

"You may let your panties snap back pantyboy," she said as I did, "now jack that little cock of yours in worship of your Mistress."

"Oh yes Mistress," I answered moaning as my hand was sliding up my dick for the first time that day, "thank you Mistress."

"Now pantyboy," Mistress said as she pulled on my leash, "it's time for you to earn your keep. Get over here and delight my panties with that hot little pantyboy mouth of yours and don't even think about shooting any of your cum until I say so. Understood pantyboy?"

"Yes Mistress," I answered as I crawled over to her.

Mistress spread her legs and pushed my head into her panties and I began to lap at my Mistress' panty and jack my cock in worship of the women I have adored since I met her.

Only now I truly was her pantyboy and I was on her leash to do as she told me.

And my wife was now truly my Mistress.