PANTY STORY # 9

I walk into a lingerie shop to buy several pairs of women’s sexy silky panties. When I enter the store, I see it is only the clerk and myself. As I browse the racks of beautiful panties, the clerk approached, asking if I needed any help. I told her I wanted to buy some panties for my girlfriend. She asked what size and style. I told her size 7 and silky nylon hipsters would be fine.

Then the bottom dropped out! She sneered at me and said ... "Are you sure these panties are for your girlfriend?". I mumbled something about it being her birthday, but the clerk wasn't buying it! She said if I really wanted to buy some birthday panties for my girlfriend, I would have gone to Victoria Secret or somewhere nice like that. Certainly I wouldn't have gone to a Olga/Warner outlet store like this.

She rushed over and locked the front door and flipped the sign to say closed. She then took me firmly by the hand and lead me back to the dressing room. She instructed me to drop my pants and wait. I did not want her to see the silky powder blue nylon panties I had on, so I stood there indecisively as she left the dressing room.

A few minutes later she returned with an armful of sexy silky nylon panties in all different colors and styles. My dick twitched in delight at the sight of all these beautiful feminine undergarments! She was angry at me for not dropping my pants as instructed, and she quickly tore off my belt, undid my fly and forcefully pull my pants down, exposing my frilly nylon panties!

As ashamed that I was being exposed in my women’s underwear the act excited me. She started to jeer at me. "So the nylon panties were for you. I can see how the panties get you all excited. Look at your pitiful cock bulging in its silky prison".

She then ordered me to remove my panties. Then she selected a nice full cut nylon brief with lace on the edges. They had a colorful floral print and the nylon was exquisitely silky. She had me pose in front of the mirror in the dressing room as I pulled the silky panties up my legs, and eventually up over my straining cock. I shivered as the panties covered me like a silky basket.

Over the next 15 minutes she made me try on 20 or 30 pairs of silky nylon panties. All the time, she kept up a constant stream of deriding remarks about me being a sissy panty boy. This just served to enflame my already turgid member.

Each pair was getting me hotter than the last. By the time she commanded me to put on a beige hipster panty with matching lace on the edge, I was close to popping my cork. I think she sensed this and started to fondle my balls and ass through the silky material of the panties. She said: "So are you going to cum in your panties for me? You sissy boy! Do women's panties get you all hot. Oh Yes! I can see your pre cum staining the front of your panties. I always wanted to dress a man up in women's underwear, and then make him cum"

Her hand moved up and down my swollen panty clad shaft. She gently rocked my cock back and forth, making me feel the full silkiness of the panties against my cock. The sight of her stroking my tool through the flimsy nylon material looked so hot in the mirror.

It was just too much. My legs started shaking. I groaned as she spoke words of encouragement. Her hand stroked me faster as my cock began to twitch. OH YES! Please ... I'm cumming! My hot spew shot out of my dick, drenching my dainty little panties thoroughly. My legs were shaking from the ecstasy.

Thank you so much mistress. I guess I will have to buy these panties now!

I go back every week to buy a new pair of silky panties. Each time she closes the shop and we put on a little passion fashion show.

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