Pantie Man

I was ferrying a car cross country during the summer while I was in college. I drove the car for a family that had been transferred. In Denver I stopped at a motel, and went to a local IHOP for dinner. I sat at the counter and got into a conversation with a man who said he worked local. We went back to my room and I sucked his cock before leaving. Another night, another cock.

The guilt came later.

But every time I sucked someone' cock I wanted him to get strong on me. I wanted to get fucked. And that gave me another round of guilt. But I was getting bolder and bolder. I went to a department store and bought some women's panties. I told the clerk that my sister had sent me. These were bikini panties, with a little bow on them. I wore them and strutted in front of the mirror. I decided to wear them the next day while I drove to Connecticut.

Along the road I rubbed myself until I ejaculated. It felt good driving with my wet panties. The guilt came later. I stopped at a rest stop, I did that every six hours, to sleep in the car. But always on the lookout for a man that I could suck. My luck at rest stops was pretty bad, usually I found a man at a diner late at night. That's where I was more successful. But that afternoon I followed a man who was driving a pickup with a camper. He was fifty? Had gray hair. His hands told me he was a laborer. I stood beside him, and went for it. Give me twenty and I'll suck your cock.

His answer was 'you'll suck my cock and I won't give you anything' and I was pushed into one of the two stalls. He undid his pants and let his cock out and I started sucking. 'Go for it sissy' and I did. But before I could get him to cum, he told me to stand and face the wall and lower my pants. That's when he saw the panties. 'Oh I'm going to fuck you sissy'. And he did.

The guilt came later. But I came by myself later that night when I stopped a motel and masturbated in my panties.