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Masturbation in girlfriend’s lingerie leads tI don’t know why I didn’t see this coming, but I didn’t. Maybe I am just naïve, or maybe I was too caught up in pursuing my own fetishes, but I really didn’t know what I was to find out about my girlfriend on one warm summer’s night out in the country. But first, let me take you back in time.For as long as I can remember I have adored women’s lingerie; it started with the arousal of simply looking at sexy lingerie, but later developed into a desire to wear lingerie. Although this ‘interest’ in lingerie started in my early teens, it was when I moved in with my girlfriend that the ‘interest’ really gathered momentum to the point that it became an obsession.Gina’s lingerie drawers were overflowing with a froth of lace, satin, silk and nylon. A veritable Aladdin’s Cave for a panty wanker like me. I encouraged Gina, of course. I was forever buying new sexy lingerie ‘for her’. I also encouraged her to wear her sexiest lingerie to work. I was always telling her that it made me so horny to know that she was wearing gorgeous lingerie at work. When she went out for the evenings I would watch carefully as she got herself ready, and I often got to choose what she would wear. More often than not I insisted she wore stockings and her best lingerie. As soon as she was out of the door, I would race to her lingerie drawers and try on whatever was there. In a heartbeat I was out of my clothes, and pulling on Gina’s sheer nylons, gorgeous silky panties, matching bras, camisoles, chemises, slips and all manner of lovely girlie undies. It goes without saying that I spent the evening masturbating. I would be the first to admit that while I masturbated, I also fantasised about what Gina may be getting up to. Was she being unfaithful? Was she flirting with guys? Was she flashing her stocking tops to get guys’ attention? The more I fantasised, the more I became illegal bahis aroused and stimulated. Oh, the orgasms were mind-blowing!As time passed, I became increasingly addicted to my wanking sessions. I panty-wanked at every opportunity I got. As a result, Gina and I had less and less sex. Gina continued to buy more and more lingerie though. So much so that she bought a new set of drawers to accommodate them. I now had so much to choose from.I then became bold. I bought myself some heels and learnt how to apply makeup. I became a full sissy. Wearing Gina’s dresses, skirts and blouses I would spend the entire evening fully dressed in the full knowledge that Gina never seemed to return home before 2a.m. on her ‘nights out with the girls’. The next step in my journey, as a lingerie-addict-turned-sissy, was to go for a drive, fully dressed. My favourite pastime was to visit a well-known dogging site, out in the country; deep in a forest at one of the tourist car parks. I would park up at about 8.30 when the tourists had gone home and then wait until about 9.30 when adventurous people looking for some excitement would start to turn up. By 10p.m. headlights started to flash and people could be seen moving from one car to another.My favourite was the green Range Rover. The lights would flash then out of the car would step a slender lady, beautifully dressed in high heels, short skirt and tight blouse. She would move to the back of the car, drop the tailgate and sit with legs crossed. She oozed class. She looked like she was a well-kept lady. In a short space of time several guys will have gathered around her, and very soon were dropping their trousers. Squatting down in front of them she would take each of them in turn in her mouth. She would then bend over the lowered tailgate and each of the guys would take turns in fucking her.Watching this show was like a dream come true illegal bahis siteleri for me. As I watched this gorgeous, classy lady pleasure these guys I would raise my dress, and pull my panties to my knees. I adored the feeling of being so girlie, watching the a****l lust these guys had for the woman who oozed so much class. I bet her husband, who probably spent all of his time in his high-powered, high-paid job had no idea this was how his wife spent her time. Omg, it made me feel so horny to think of it.I never thought masturbation could be so explosive and so satisfying until I experienced those nights, dressed as a sissy and watching this sexy unfaithful wife. Well that is what I thought until last week.It was the usual routine; Gina went out dressed to kill in a short, tight-fitting dress, hold ups, and matching silky bra and panties. Her heels were high, her perfume was strong and her lipstick a very deep red. As soon as she had left, I dressed in a mid-length flared satin dress with a tight bodice, sheer seamed nylons, peep-toe heels and pink satin bikini panties with matching chemise. I spent time putting on my makeup, and lipstick. Oooh I felt so girlie. I was at my favourite car park by 8.30 waiting for the show to begin.At first I thought that this was going to be a quiet night. A silver Mercedes E-class cruised around the car park, driven by a woman in her 30’s. She didn’t stop. Another woman in a black BMW X5 did the same. I could see some of the regular guys waiting in their cars. Two or three got bored and started to drift away.At 10.30 though, the scene suddenly changed. The green Range Rover arrived, followed by two other cars; a Toyota Land Cruiser and a Mercedes S-Class. The Range Rover parked up and, sure enough, the classy lady stepped out of her car and lowered the rear tailgate. I pulled the hem of my dress up high and started to rub myself through canlı bahis siteleri the layers of silky satin of my panties and chemise.She sat on the tailgate as normal, crossed her legs and waited. With the tailgate open the courtesy light in the car stayed on and I could make out another figure in the passenger seat of the Range Rover. Omg I thought, this is going to get interesting. It was definitely female.When the guys from the two other cars started to walk across the car park towards the Range Rover, the passenger door opened and the other woman got out and walked round to the tailgate. I don’t know what emotion I felt most when it became apparent that the other woman was Gina; was it horror, excitement, or just sheer surprise?I sat there transfixed; Gina had left her dress in the car. She was wearing her heels, hold up stockings, panties and camisole top and, quite bizarrely, he handbag. Oh she looked gorgeous. The two guys took turns with each of the women; first their cock in their mouth followed by a good, hard fucking. Both women took a condom from their handbags and made sure the guys put them on.These two guys had some stamina. They just seemed to keep on fucking. For over half an hour they fucked the women in every position imaginable, swapping from time to time. I found it difficult to hold on to my own cum as I watch the scene unfold, but I was determined not to cum until the guys did.Suffice to say, when I let myself release it was the strongest and longest I had ever had. My cum shot everywhere; all over my stockings, panties, dress. I just simply could not contain myself; it just kept on gushing.I noticed Gina very carefully removed the used condoms from both guys and tied the knot, then slipped them into her handbag. With a final kiss goodbye the guys were gone leaving Gina and the classy lady in the car park, looking as if they had been ravaged and giggling to each other.I should have seen this coming. I had not been having sex with Gina for a long while, preferring to be a sissy and to masturbate in her lingerie. But I didn’t see it coming, and this was the night I had the surprise of my life.
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