He’s A Panty Nut, She’s Into Sexy Undies — It’s a Match Made In Heaven

Reading a recent issue of Variations made my panties more than a little moist. It seems that more and more letters are about men (and women) being attracted to lingerie, particularly panties. Let me tell you my story:

I’m twenty-seven, five-feet-six and a slim 110 pounds. Jerry, my husband of two years, is a panty nut, and as I’m a sensual lingerie lover, we were made for each other. I am a nurse in a large hospital where Jerry is an x-ray technician.

Jerry says that what attracted him to me was my VPL-that is, my visible panty line-under my tight uniform. He told me after we began dating that behind my back, all the men were staring at my tight behind. Jerry was the one who said that he would crawl on his knees over broken glass just to kiss my ass. I blushed at his crude description of his feelings; however, I secretly crave the attention men give my body.

I had plenty of dates with hunks, but I went no further than heavy petting and oral sex. I gave my dates peeks at my breasts through lacy bras, at my pussy under silky panties. I just love to have my pussy kissed and licked through my panties, and I had no trouble getting the boys to do it just by teasing and acting demure. I’d wear tight pants and slacks that allowed my tight panties to hug my bottom seductively. I’d get so horny from thinking how the guys drooled over my body that by day’s end, my panties would be soaked.

Back now to my life with Jerry. After I had been teasing him and the other guys at the hospital unmercifully for months, Jerry finally asked me out. On the day of our date, as I got dressed for work, I wanted to drive Jerry into a state of excitement, so I put on a pair of frilly white lace panties, a lace garter belt and white hose under my uniform. I looked over my shoulder into the mirror and noticed that my panties were visible through my uniform. I intended to drive Jerry wild when I bent down or leaned over the station counter.

Jerry greeted me with a whistle as I swayed forward a little to make my buns protrude. He called me a fox, and I flipped my long blonde hair at him. We saw each other several times that day and flirted shamelessly. My shift ended at four in the afternoon, and by then my crotch was like a swamp. I left the hospital and got into my car and spread my legs, looking under my skirt at my wet panties. I had had a good day teasing, for sure.

I drove home quickly and took a relaxing bath and got ready for Jerry. I rummaged about, my closets for a nice dress and selected a midnight-blue-lightweight jersey mini which was clingy and hugged me in all the right places. I found a pale blue panty-andbra set, a dark slip and dark blue thigh-high hose. Jerry arrived on time and gave me his usual whistle. I twirled for him and almost showed him my panties.

Dinner was delicious, and, admiring Jerry, I made a puddle in my panties. After dinner we drove around the city for a while and then headed to my house. As soon as we arrived, Jerry asked to use my bathroom. He left the door slightly ajar. I quietly padded in my stocking feet to the bathroom door and peered in. I was dreamily surprised by what I saw. Jerry had the soiled panties I’d worn that day lifted up to his face, and he was inhaling my scent. He exposed the crotch and began to lick lustily at it. I couldn’t believe my eyes, but I was certainly glad he loved my pussy so much that he’d eat my panties.

He looked unhappy when he had to put my panties back in the hamper where he’d found them. I jumped back and went to the couch and sat seductively with my legs under me. He sat next to me and we talked about various subjects until sex came up.

I told Jerry of my desire to remain a virgin until marriage, hoping that he would still be interested in me. I shouldn’t have worried, as he hugged me and said he was very glad that I was still a virgin. Once that was settled, I removed my legs from under me and put my feet on the edge of the couch, letting my dress fall open. His brown eyes widened as my glistening-wet panties came into view. He sighed and said, “Lovely, lovely.” I almost came from the excitement of Jerry seeing my panty-covered pussy for the first time.

Jerry grabbed my knees and spread them gently. He said, “May I kiss the loveliest pussy in the world?” I smiled and pulled my dress and slip up to my waist and scooted down the couch to give Jerry access. He leaned over on and opened his mouth and mashed his face into my sex. With his tongue flat, he made long, broad licks.

By now my pussy was drenched, but Jerry kept sucking. He’d moan and swallow, lick and kiss, suck and suck. I exploded in an orgasm so powerful I almost passed out. I continued to come as Jerry continued to eat me. I finally had to push him away when I became too sensitive. Jerry asked for my panties, and I gladly took them off and gave them to him. I was in love as I reached for his zipper. I wanted to suck him so bad. I pulled out the nicest-looking prick I’d ever seen, and as I slurped him into my mouth, I looked up into his eyes.

Jerry had placed my panties over his face and was inhaling my pussy’s aroma. I lovingly sucked on his sweet prick. I wanted to swallow his come, so I told him, “Jerry baby, please come for me, in my mouth.” Jerry shuddered and jerked up into my face as I took him down my throat. I could taste his pent-up come, and it was delicious. I let some of it smear over my lips. I wanted to look as seductive as I could, so I saturated my lips with Jerry’s come and pouted.

His come on my lips mingled with the juice in my panties, and the aroma of sex passed between us dreamily. After several earth-shattering kisses, Jerry took my panties off his face and put them in his jacket pocket. A souvenir, he said with a smile.