House Sitting

I was totally excited inside, but could not show it when I overheard my wife talking to our neighbor. Lisa volunteering me to housesit for them when they go out of town this weekend.

I kept walking back-and-forth from the kitchen past the living room, trying to get a glimpse of Lisa's panties. She was wearing a short, green, flowered sundress, and the way she was sitting on the couch facing my wife, gave me a little glimpse of light green between her thighs whenever I'd walk by.

Lisa was gorgeous, 5 foot eight slender brunette, with green eyes. She made my wife look like a little girl my wife been 5 foot tall.

Lisa was telling my wife that her and her husband Jim and their daughter Casey we're headed out of town for Casey's cheerleading competition.

Their whole family was gorgeous. Jim 6 foot tall looks like a lifeguard that works for a bank, and then their Irish twins Corey their son who is 19. And his sister Casey who is 18. They're only nine months apart, but look identical, same long brunette hair with green eyes. They both look just like their mother.

I've always had fantasies about Lisa. I've jacked off to her image in my mind many times her hot tight ass bent over the kitchen counter her bracing herself as her husband Jim rams her hard from behind.

Then the thought of Jim shooting is load filling the inside of her pussy walls, then slapping her ass and pull her panties back up. Just the thought of his come oozing out of her lips, soaking the crouch of her panties would have me shooting my load every single time.

And the opportunity the housesit would give me plenty of time to run through her laundry hamper looking for her soil garments. I couldn't wait to get over there.

And as a added bonus, my wife and kids were headed out of town to see her mother, so I would have both houses to myself, especially since their son was going to be out of town on a surfing trip.

Now I've always dabbled in cross-dressing a little bit. But my wife, being so tiny it was hard for me to find anything that would fit me. Lisa was the same height as me and we were probably close to being the same weight, so the thought of me, putting on a pair of her panties and jacking off, had me super excited.

I couldn't wait for Friday to arrive, and after work came home showered kiss my wife and kids goodbye and watch them leave.

I went next-door to talk to Jim and Lisa and get their instructions for feeding the dog. I walked them to the car and waved goodbyes. They pulled out of the driveway.

I walked back over to my house me a drink sat there pacing and watching the clock waiting a good half hour to make sure they were far enough away that they wouldn't turn back for something they had forgotten.

After about 45 minutes, I couldn't wait any longer. I made it be line further house door into the master bedroom.

I went straight for the laundry hamper. Opened it and was disappointed it was empty. I walked down the hallway past their son Corey's room and opened their daughter Casey's room door, and went straight to her laundry hamper.

If I couldn't have a pair of leases, soiled panties, the next best thing would be her lovely daughter's panties. Just the thought of looking just like her mom and the thought of what her soiled panties would smell like, had me super rockhard.

But when I looked in her laundry basket, it was empty as well, my excitement sink along with my heart on a little bit. So I figured I better feed the dog.

When I went in the garage, grab the bowl and scooped up the dog food. I was getting ready to open the door and walk outside. I noticed four laundry baskets of dirty clothes sitting in front of the washer and dryer. I almost there. I was so excited.

I open the garage door, set the dogs, food outside and quickly shut and locked the door.

I was looking at the baskets and I could tell one was Jim's, one was Lisa's, one that didn't have much must've been her sons and then the other one which was overflowing and double the size of the others must've been their daughter Casey's.

Right on top of Casey's pile where some spandex type workout shorts and I could see inside of them was a black thong.

I grabbed the shorts and pulled and peeled the thong out from inside of them. Bring them up to my nose in the palm of my hand, watt it up and inhale deeply.

Sent was slightly musky with a small hint of something familiar mixed with just a touch of perfume.

My head was thrown back my eyes were closed, and I kept inhaling deeply with my hand, rubbing the front of my pants, caressing my hard on.

I pulled them away from my nose, held them up and looked at the crotch, my eyes lit up, as I saw light colored pussy juice stains.

Hi unzip my fly, fished my rock, hard cock out, then stretched the panties over my face with the crotch over my mouth.

I started feverishly jacking my hard cock, inhaling her scent with every breath. I started sticking my tongue out, licking the crotch, matching each lick with every stroke.

Her taste was amazing, her sweet nectar, but there was a familiar taste of something mixed in the juices she left in her panties.

I had licked and stuffed the crotch of those panties in my mouth so much that they were pretty much cleaned of any thing she had left behind. So I threw them back into her pile and moved over to her mom's pile of laundry.

I started rummaging through looking for panties. I came across the sundress that she wore the other night and next to those were the green panties that I was getting little flashes of whenever I walked through the living room.

I quickly held them up, opened them, looking at the crotch. Very similar traces she left in her panties just like her daughter had left in hers.

I wanted them up, cut them in my hand, bring them up to my nose, breathing as deep as I could to get her intoxicating smell into my nose and into my mind.

She smelled just like I thought she would. Very similar to her daughter's panties but a little bit heavier aroma. The thought of her pussy getting wet, soaking the crotch of her panties while sitting on our couch drinking wine talking to my wife had me going crazy.

In my mind, I thought she was flirting with me, trying to show me her panties. Every time I walked by this amplified, my excitement by 500% with me, breathing deeply smell of her pussy.

I snapped out of my daze for a few minutes to rummage through her basket, when I came across a pair of full back, pink satin panties. And underneath a matching bra.

I couldn't get out of my clothes, fast enough. I slid the panties up my legs. Electricity was zinging through my balls as the fabric started, cupping them, lifting them up, snuggling them into a perfect little V.

The tightness of panties, as I pulled them over my hard on pressing my shaft up against my belly tight, had me ready to blow my load right there.

I had to show restraint as I did not want to cum this quick. I picked up the bra, put my arms through the straps and hooked it in the back, reaching under the cups to fit it to my chest.

Now dressed, I stretched her panties over my face positioning in the crotch above my lips, and started licking as I started rubbing the front of the panties with my palm, massaging my hard shaft.

With my palm flat against the front of the panties and my fingers pointing down towards my balls, I rocked and massaged my hard cock, while licking the crotch of her panties. Faster and faster I rubbed the front of my panties, pretending I was rubbing hers.

The excitement of wearing panties, and the feeling of the satin against the head of my cock mixed with the taste and smell of Lisa had me wanting to shoot my load. But I just brought myself to the edge and stopped.

My mind started thinking what outfit was she wearing with this pink bra and matching panties?

I dug down through the basket and found where they were laying was a white short, pleaded tennis style skirt and a white short crop tank top.

I pulled the tank top on. It was snug and hugged my body tight.

The feeling of it, hugging the bra which was hugging my breast was amazing.

I reached down and stepped into the skirt the bending action and the rubbing of the satin against the tip of my cock almost made me blow my load right there, but I managed to get the skirt pulled up fastened around my waist.

I twisted from side to side, lofting air up underneath the skirt tickling my balls through the panties.

I wanted to see myself in a mirror, so I went into the house down to the master bedroom and stood in front of the full length closet mirror doors.

The skirt was cute and so was the top and I could just imagine what Lisa looks like wearing it. I wish I would've seen it in person.

But this was the next best thing. I turned and bent over, placed my hands on the bed, looking back into the mirror to get a glimpse of the pink panties, sticking out from underneath the hymn of the skirt.

My ass looked hot. I can just imagine what her ass looks like encased in these pink panties.

I kept slapping my ass, feeling the panties, rubbing my cheeks with one hand and rubbing the front of the panties with the other.

I looked on the nightstand for tissues and didn't see any and open the top drawer looking for some. I was going to stuff them in the panties as not soil them too much when I shoot my load.

There was nothing in the top drawer, but when I open the second drawer, I hit the jackpot!

In the second drawer, there was a box of tissues, behind that was a bottle of lube a small, shiny chrome, jeweled butt plug, next to three smooth metal looking vibrators next to one big, black realistic penis looking dildo.

I couldn't resist the urge, I grabbed the black dildo. I brought it up to my nose to smell, but the weight and heft of it caused it to bend down and touch my lips, I could smell her pussy on it.

I started brushing it against my lips, lengthwise, allowing my lips to caress the shaft. I stuck my tongue out, trying to wrap it around the shaft, trying to lick any traces of her pussy juice that were on it.

I looked back in the mirror at my reflection, pink panties, butt cheeks dipping out from underneath the white skirt, bent over with a black dildo pressed against my lips.

I placed the dildo inside of my mouth, resting the bulb of the head against the roof of my mouth as I positioned myself with two hands, one cup in the balls, one around the shaft, placing it on the bed and started to bob.

I started bobbing up and down on the long black shaft, imagine it was her sucking that dildo while I came up and stuffed my cock into her panty butt cheeks.

The bobbing action and the way I was bent over with my ass high in the air, had the panties rubbing the tip of my cock. The satin friction was enough to make me blow a huge load of cum into the panties.

I pulled my mouth off of the shop rows up and lifted the hem of the skirt to look at the big wet stain in the front of the pink panties.

Little globs of white cum were oozing through the shiny pink fabric. I grabbed the dildo and rub the head against the head of my cock, coding it with cum.

Bracing it with both hands on the bed I lowered my mouth over the tip, licking my cum as I started sucking.

All of the thoughts running through my head, the physical, feeling of being dressed, mixed with the physical touch of a cum covered cock in my mouth had me wanting more.

I pulled off of the dildo, and put it in the panties, rubbing up as much come from my belly as I can get onto the dildo.

I raised it high in the air, tilted my head back, with my mouth open and my tongue out. Big drop of pearly white cum slipped off the tip of the head and dropped onto my tongue.

I wanted it. I needed more of it, so like a sword swallower in the circus, I lowered that black long penis, looking dildo into my mouth down into the back of my throat.

Using my tongue up and lick the cum that I had swiped onto it.

I was surprised I had no gag reflex as the balls were about 2 inches from my chin.

I must've had a good solid 8 inches in my mouth and throat.

I started pulling it out and plunging it back in. Then dropped to my knees in front of the bed, placing the dildo firmly on the bed holding it tight and Bob my head up and down, pretending I was Lisa giving a blow job.

My mouth and jaw were starting to get tired after a few minutes. And my heart on was starting to fade. My dick was now softening into the wet panties.

I stuffed the dildo under the pillow, and trotted my way back to the garage to dis out of my cute outfit.

I decided it would be better to go home, shave off all the hair off of my body. Take a shower have some dinner and come back and play some more.

There was a special outfit that I saw Lisa wear that I want to look for. Thought of her and that outfit, or me and her outfit couldn't get me back over to the house fast enough.

So after a lengthy process of removing all my body hair, showering, and covering myself with some of my wife smelling lotion. I put on sweats and a T-shirt made myself a sandwich. Ate it real quick and headed back over tonight's main event.

I went back over to the house, and decided I didn't need her soiled laundry, even though it smelled so delicious and tasted so great. I wanted to get in the outfit. I saw her aware New Year's Eve.

So I quickly went to the closet, searching through her dresses to find the black satin short mid thigh cocktail dress that had a flared skirt bottom.

I went to her lingerie drawer, looking for the black stockings that I got glimpse of when she had bent over to wipe up a spill on the kitchen floor New Year's Eve.

I found the black silk stockings, but the black satin garter belt. But as I looked through her panty drawer, they were four pairs of black satin style panties, two thongs one were full back, and the other pair had to been the ones.

At least in my mind, these were the ones I thought she would've worn. Black satin with black lace around the leg openings little black satin bow in the middle at the top of the waistband they were french cut with gathered elastic.

They were the prettiest of all the panties in there. I put them on and then sat on the bed and rolled the stockings into a ball and slipped them on my legs and pulled them up like I've seen done in so many porn movies.

I put the belt on and attach the garters to the stockings. It took me a few tries, but I managed to get them hooked.

Now for the bra, it was a black satin bra. It had a lot of weight to it. It had water filled cups pushed her luscious breast up and out to wear her nipples would've been spilling out of the cups.

It fit me perfectly and actually gave me some cleavage. Now for the dress, as I was getting the dress off the hanger I thought I heard something in the house, but thought to myself it just must be the dog outside.

I stepped into the dress, carefully, putting my arms into the shoulders and reaching behind, trying to zip it up. I was struggling. I was a little bit bigger than she must've been but I wrestled and finally got the zipper all the way up. It fits snug and tight but felt amazing.

I reached into the closet and got out a pair of her 4 inch black, shiny heels, I slipped them on, and they were actually a little bit bigger than my foot. Imagine. that, her foot was bigger than mine.

I sat on the bed and crossed my legs, reaching down to buckle the ankle straps of the heels. I stood up and looked into the mirror. Something was missing.

Make up! I needed make up, I went this far. I need to complete the whole outfit. So I sat down at her vanity table and started applying eyeliner and mascara.

I topped my eyelids off with the light, frosty blue eyeshadow, followed by some red lipstick. I saw the white pearl necklace she was wearing and reached around my neck, securing it.

Pearl earrings or in the top and when I picked them up, I realize they were clip on and not pierced earrings, I slipped them right onto my ears. They pinched and hurt a little bit and they were heavy, and it made my ears flush and hot.

I decided to reenact New Year's Eve, and trotted down the hallway to the kitchen. As I passed Casey's room, I noticed the light was on, and the door was pulled almost shut, I thought to myself did I leave the light on, I don't remember turning the light on when I went in there looking for her panties.

But I trotted my way into the kitchen, I knew Jim and Lisa kept champagne in the fridge, so I opened the bottle and poured me a glass.

I drink one glass, and pretended I was Lisa place in my hands on the counter, thinking about how I would've came up behind her with my hands, touching the small of her back.

Then let my hand slide south down the south and fabric of the dress, far enough down to reach under and touch her butt, as I let my hand caress down her ass cheek to her bare thigh, along the edge of the car strap to the top of her stockings.

I would then move my hand up ever so slowly, caressing and touching feeling my way back up to her cheeks, sliding my finger against the slippery satin fabric into the valley folds of her pussy.

I imagine my finger sliding against the slippery fabric that was now starting to get wet from the juices trickling out of her lips, soaking the fabric of the crotch of her panties.

I would slide my fingers back-and-forth across getting them as wet and her as wet as they could get.

Bringing them up sideways between her lips as I kissed her on the mouth, licking my finger and her juices off of her lips at the same time.

I drank another glass, then imagined her, bracing her hands against the counter, as I stood behind her, unzipping my pants, fishing, my hard cock out, pressing it against the satin, wedging it between her butt cheeks until I pushed it out of the way stick the head of my cock into her wet hole.

The champagne and the image is running through my mind, having ready to proceeded back to the bedroom to begin the cum fest.

Walking back towards the master bedroom as I passed Casey's room, I heard someone in there. I peaked through the opening of the door, and I saw Casey laying on the bed on her back, in her cheerleading uniform with her legs spread wide.

Her head was to the side, but her hands were rubbing the front of her red bloomers. She was rubbing her pussy.

I must've bumped the door as it creeped open, startled, she looked up, I was startled too as I forgot. I was dressed in a black satin cocktail dress in stockings and heels.

Right at that moment, we are both looking each other in the eyes, she started to say this is not what it looks like, that's when I realize the voice didn't match Casey, it was Corey her brother.

They could've passed for identical twins, except Cory had a bunch of little freckles on his nose from surfing.

His face got beat red, he was embarrassed that he was caught wearing his sister's cheerleading uniform masturbating on her bed. He was totally oblivious to the fact that I was standing there and his mom's cocktail dress that she wore on New Year's Eve.

He sat up and buried his face into his hands, ashamed and did not wanna look and was saying please don't tell anyone, please.

I knew he was scared and walked in and sat down beside him on the bed. And told him as I patted his back saying it was OK it's nothing to be ashamed of. I said heck look at me.

He peaked out from his hands, just enough to realize that I was dressed and his mother's New Year's Eve dress, he did not know what to say, so I just quickly said it's OK if you have these feelings and you need to act out on them.

Look at me I've had these feelings for a long time and occasionally I get this opportunity to dress and feel in a way that makes me feel very special.

I can tell that you like the way it feels and how special you feel when you're dressed. And how satisfying it is when you masturbate and have a big release.