Reluctant panty sissy, pt 1

Reluctant panty sissy, pt 1I pulled off into the small parking area and put the car in park. My hands were trembling as I turned the ignition off and began to nervously look around. I was early and he wasn't here yet. On the seat beside me was a zip lock bag with 6 of my wifes dirty panties, neatly folded and packed tightly into the bag.A few days earlier I had posted an add on a local adult site with the subject 'let's meet and sniff my wifes dirty panties'. I received a surprising number of replies, but only one seemed to be serious and reasonably normal. We exchanged a few emails and then hundreds of texts over the next several days. We hit it off. He was easy to talk to, asked a lot of questions, and listened to descriptions of my wife and our marriage. My wife and I are in our mid 50's. I am tall and thin, she is short and thick with a cute face, full ass, belly and thick thighs... a bbw. He was younger, mid 30's, fit and single. I sent him photos of my wife and pics of her panties, and then explained what I was looking for.... meet in a quiet lot, I'll bring her dirty panties, and we both jerk off in the car while sniffing her scent in the soiled gussets. Discreet, easy and safe. He agreed and we both decided to meet at a small road side parking area the next morning.I had given up waiting and reached up to start the car when he pulled up beside me. Before I could get out, he opened the passenger door of my car and jumped in, grabbing the bag of panties so he kaçak iddaa didn't sit on them.I reached out my hand, and said 'hi, I'm Bill. Nice to meet you.' He snubbed my handshake, opened the bag of dirty panties, pushed his nose into the bag, and inhaled deeply. 'The bitch smells good' was all he said as he unzipped himself and pulled swollen his cock out. He wasn't even fully hard but he was easily twice the size of my cock. He was examining each of the panties and sniffing the gusset if each one. He mumbled something, or maybe it was a moan, as he found an especially dirty pair. I started to unzip and pull my limp dick out when he threw a pair of my wifes panties in my lap and said 'put those on.'I hesitated and said 'I don't wear panties, besides they would be way too big for me.' He said 'I don't care, faggot, PUT THEM ON!' I the word 'faggot' and his stern tone startled me. I hesitated for another moment and then slid my pants off, then my underwear, and then pulled my wifes big, dirty panties on. The steering wheel was in my way, making it difficult to change, but I managed. I slid my growing hard on into the panties and reached down for my pants.'Just sit there in her panties faggot', he barked. Then he slowly wrapped a pair on my wifes panties around his cock and began to jerk off. He held a dirty gusset up to his nose and leaned back in the seat. Stroking and moaning.Watching him get off on my wifes scent made me fully hard. My cock tented in the panties and kaçak bahis began to leak pre cum into the nylon fabric. I reached down to stroke myself, then he said 'you sit there and watch me until I finish'. Then he caught himself and added 'faggot'.So I sat there and watched him.... stroking himself off with my bbw wifes dirty granny panties while he sniffed another pair. The pre cum wet spot from my little hard on was growing and I desperately wanted to touch myself so I could cum.His groans grew louder then he passed and said 'fuck her cunt smells so good'. Then his hips began to buck as he erupted into the panties wrapped around his cock. After a few spurts the fabric was soaked and then his cum began to drip down onto the passenger seat of my car. I'd have to clean that spot up before I got back home.He kept the wet panties wrapped around his thick, pulsing cock until his orgasm subsided. Then he pulled the soaked panties off his cock and threw them at me. They landed on my thigh with a wet slapping sound, as if you threw a wet washcloth on the floor. 'Wrap them around that little dicklet of yours and jerk yourself off, faggot'.I pulled my dicklet out and wrapped the soaked panties around it. I could feel his goo, still warm, on my cock as I began to slide it up and down on my little hard on. I held a pair of my wifes dirty panties to my nose with the other hand and jerked furiously. Within 2 minutes I was cumming into the wet panties, my cum mixing with his. My illegal bahis eyes rolled back as I leaned back and shot the last few drops of cum into them. When I opened my eyes, I glanced over to see him recording me with his cell phone. 'What the fuck, man! How long have you been recording me?'He said 'shut up faggot', grabbed 2 pairs of my wifes panties, and then got out of my car. A moment later I was sitting there, alone, with the cum soaked panties still around my deflating cock. His car was disappearing in the distance as I started to get dressed. What the fuck just happened?As I drove home my head was spinning. He made me wear panties, jerk off with his cum soaked pair, and kept calling me a faggot. Then I looked over at the large wet spot from his cum on the seat. I need to stop and clean that up.. Fuck.I got back home and settled in to some work at my home office. While it was exciting, it was also frightening and out of my control. Thankfully that ordeal was over and I never have to see him again.An hour later i receive a text from him. Its a photo of my wifes business card, with her full name, title, company name, address, email, cell, phone, everything. Fuck, he must have swiped it from the car. Then he sent a video clip of me jerking off in the car, wearing panties, moaning like a little bitch. His next text said 'meet me tomorrow at the same time and place. If you're a minute late, I am sending this video to your wife'. A moment later he texted 'faggot'My heart sank and I grew pale, but I noticed my little dicklet was fully hard again. I pulled the panties out of the hamper, still wet with his and my semen, and jerked off with them again.To be continued......