Gay Erotic Stories

Back when I was married, my wife used to travel a lot so when she was out of town I would get dressed up and become Davena. God I loved the way lingerie felt on my body the lacy panties made my cock so hard, but I wanted to share my fetish with someone. I knew my wife wouldn't understand so I started looking else where. As far as I knew my wife never knew about anything, so through the Internet I met Jon. We had the same interests in lingerie and the sex was mind blowing.

This affair went on for about two years, we had panty sex everywhere, in the woods out in the yard, in the house--god it was great. One time she came home and almost caught us, it was a very close call and I’m sure she knew something was up, but never said anything about it. So one time she said she was going out of town and would be gone for a week. On the day she left I waited for about a day and then I started getting ready for a week of hot sex with Jon.

As soon as Jon showed up we started fucking, we fucked for at least two days never doing anything but having sex, sex, sex. I was in heaven. On the second to the last day of our fun we were in the living room on the floor in a great 69 position. I had on a g-string garter belt, some fish nets, a bra, and a wig. Jon was in a pink merry widow; he was sucking me and I was sucking him while we both were shoving dildos up our asses.

We were both into it really heavy; I was so lost in lust that I didn't hear my wife walk in.. Just as I started to cum I opened my eyes and there she stood! I started cumming and so did Jon. I couldn't stop. As Jon came he filled my mouth with his load, there was so much it was cummimg out the sides of my mouth. At that point I didn’t care about anything but drinking cum.

As I came back done to earth I then noticed my wife and her sister standing there with their mouths wide open, not believing what they saw. Here we were dressed in sexy lingerie with dildos still in our asses. Well my old lady started bitching; calling us fags and saying she was going to tell everyone. She said she knew something was going on when someone saw me buying lingerie at the store, so to make a long story short she left me. She told everyone we knew that I was a fag that wore panties and bras, but you know what? I didn't care. Everyone treated me like shit for a while but in time it blew over.

Jon and I live together and we still dress up and the sex is even better now. As for my wife, last I heard she was a lesbian living somewhere in Florida--good for her.