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Paddled in Panties!
TJ Ryder
http://www.midnightx.com/
Blackowned Wife/cuckold ADULTS ONLY illustrated!
Walter Petty had lost his latest visitation ruling the
previous week when he got his ex-wife's message on the answering
machine.
'What a nerve,' he thought, getting ready for work in his little
studio apartment. He was forced to sell the expensive house he had
paid for, given most of the proceeds to his luscious cheating wife Patty,
and now he was stuck with child support and alimony and his wife
was known to be pimped out by her lover, Tyrone, and probably making
more than he was!
Checking his tie in the mirror, he frowned at the memories along
with the image of a small thin definitely wimpy male, thinking of
the voluptuous redhead wife who had started swinging with him,
and then gone black only like so many gorgeous restless wives out there.
So many, he thought, that the female judge ruling against his motions
in family court was probably one of them.
Not that he had much standing since both his son and daughter
were now just legal, although still financial dependents, but the
radical ways that Tyrone was insisting on raising his kids was very
disturbing, although he had to admit, somewhat erotic. Much like when
his wife began swinging separately with black men.
The worst part was listening to his kids talk about it and see the
way they were changing so much. He knew his boy Timmy was turning
queer, and when he noticed it at first tried to intervene. Timmy
was unfortunately like him, small and thin and kind of femme, while
his twin Tracy was so much like her gorgeous mother.
His two beautiful blonde kids in a household not only
now headed by 6'8 jet black muscular ex con Tyrone, but with his two
big stud sons, who seemed to act just like him although both were still
in the same high school as his own kids. And now theyre' all pushing
this Obeah black rule philosophy down their throats, along with copious
amounts of black sperm he had no doubt.
And now his visitation rights were being changed because of this
Obeah stuff. Normally he took Tracy and Timmy to the mall or the ball field
but they were griping they were getting too old for that. Plus they
couldn't be gone on Friday night from 6-9 because of Obeah tradition,
whatever that is. Even his wife said she had to be there then, but she
always did whatever Tyrone told her anyway.
"Tracy!" he asked, seeing just her standing in front of the brownstone
apartment building. "Where's Timmy?"
"Oh, he's, (smile) busy! Can't make it!" He didn't like it, but as
she slipped in the passenger seat, he had to bite his tongue at her slutty
appearance. Big breasts and deep cleavage, skirt barely touching her
bare thighs.
"Hi, Walter!" she leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.
'No daddy?" he tried to force a smile, because that was another thing.
Last week she referred to Tyrone as daddy.
"Oh come on, 'daddy'. Youll always be my father, but Tyrone is now my
daddy!
That's just reality now!"
"(sigh) All right, where do you want to go?"
"Mom wants me to pick up some stuff at the mall!"
"I thought you didn't like the mall any more!"
"Well, we have to be back at 6 anyway, and I'm going on a date later
even though, well, I'll probably have trouble sitting down after the
spanking, but...!"
"What?"
"Oh! (laugh) Daddy is so rigid (smile) in his Obeah stuff, Walter.
Friday night we always have a family discussion and discipline thing.
"I can't believe it!"
"Why not? Oh, park over by Schwabb's, I have to go in their lingerie
department!"
He saw the crowded lot and cruised up lanes looking for a space as it
began to lightly sprinkle, not quite making him turn on the wipers.
"Oh, gosh, I didn't wear a jacket!"
"You practically didn't wear anything!"
"Let's not start, okay?"
"All right, now what about this spanking thing? I never ever spanked
you, even though you deserved it!"
She chuckled at that, "I think you'd end up getting the spanking if you
ever tried, Walter! From me and mom!" He blushed, because he knew that
probably either one could physically dominate him. "But that's okay,
Walter, we love you just the way you are! And Timmy too, he's getting it
tonight, even mom. In fact you should be there too, that would be so
cute. Laying bare butt over Tyrone's lap! It's not uncommon in Obeah
you know, the whole white family is disciplined once a week!"
There was so much in what she casually said he was distracted and
drove right past an open spot, and had to turn and go through again.
"Wait a minute, even Patty, you mom?"
'Of course, you missed another spot! Under Obeah, all whites are
subject to regular discipline for our own good! We don't mind it much!"
"And your' um, stepbrothers, um, what's their names?"
"Gosh, Walter, you really should know. Jerome and Kaleem! They
get punished too, like loss of priviledges. Daddy took the car keys
from Jerome for a while and then he took it out on me that night!"
Thinking of the hulking muscular teenager with his luscious pale
daughter made his cock try to rise in his pants.
"Wait, I thought Tyrone did the punishments!"
"He does, you missed another spot! Gosh Walter try to pay
attention! But in Obeah every white is punished by every
black in some way during discipline night. That way it settles
any bad feelings. Tyrone daddy assigns the punishments and who
does what to who somwehat! I think mom's been good this week, but Timmy
and I are both in for it for sure tonight!"
"Youv'e been bad?" he asked, wanting to hear more despite himself.
"Daddy doesn't like my latest boyfriends, my grades aren't that
good, little stuff!"
Finally he parked the car, and they dashed inside. Between
finding the lingerie department and being overwhelmed at all the
mannequins in undies and bras, Walter was almost distracted
enough to forget what she had been saying.
"What do you think of these?" she said, holding up a pair of
white bikini panties.
"You mean Tyrone spanks Patty?"
"Are we still on that, Walter? OF course he does. He did
when she was going out with him. He's her master, Walter, I heard
them while you were working. I watched them make love many times
too, Walter, and it was so exciting! A white woman and a big black man!
I just loved watching them! (chuckle) Timmy did too, but he didn't
admit it for a while. Now, the panties?"
"Um, fine, um, aren't they a little, well, odd in the crotch?
And I thought you never wore white panties?"
She laughed, "didn't you notice the section wer'e in, Walter?"
He looked around, uncomprehending, and saw an effeminate young
man picking up a pink lace undergarment. Looking up at the sign
on the kiosk, it said HESHE lingerie!
"It's for, (gasp) transvestites?"
'Sissies, we call them. It isn't a rule, yet, but in Obeah
Tyrone and mom has decided that white males should wear panties,
and other stuff!"
"Well, that's plain silly, but who...!"
'Well," she smiled, teasing with her pink tongue along her lips,
"Why don't you try them on, Walter? See the stretchy stuff in the
crotch is for things we girls don't have. I think you'd look lovely
in them!"
"Please, stop it, Tracy!"
"No, you have to model them for me, I want to make sure we have
the right size because mom wants me to buy several pairs!"
"Model them, for who?"
"Gosh Walter, are you just dense? For Timmy of course, my stupid
slutty brother!"
"I, I don't believe this!"
"Mom said you promised to cooperate, Walter!"
"Y-yes, b-but...!"
"And we need new panties for Timmy's session tonight, me too,
actually. Let's just take this pair, and this other one, in a
different size and style. You know how much you and Timmy resemble
each other so we shouldn't to lose money on the wrong stuff. Discount
lingerie can't be returned you know, Walter! And in a way your'e
paying for it all with the alimony and child support so I would think
you'd be interested in getting good value!"
"Well, um, y-yes, b-but...!"
"All right then, now, take these and let's stop by for mine
and mom's!"
While following her shapely bottom around the store, listening
to her idle conversation, he kept steering it back to this whole new
world of panties and discipline!
Griping about doing this, he mentioned it! "And what was so
important that Timmy couldn't model his own, um, panties?"
'Oh, Jerome needed some maid service (chuckle) and if it was
Kaleem who wanted that I'd be staying home and Timmy would be
here instead, because he prefers me over my sissy brother!
Jerome likes Timmy but I think Timmy's in love with Jerome, and
I know daddy doesn't like that too much! Probably why he's getting
it tonight!"
His son was gay, and a bottom to a big black teenager!
"I can't believe this, my whole family...!"
"Not quite," Tracy teased, now taking his wrist firmly with
her own large selection and marched him to the changing rooms.
'You have a lot of stuff here!"
'I tried to hit the discount aisle first, Walter, don't be
so penny pinching!"
'W-where's the mens changing rooms?"
'Its a lingerie department, Walter, for crying out loud.
Come in here now!"
Intimidated by her tone, he realized as she picked out the
largest changing room that she intended to share it with him.
She was unbuttoning the back of her top when he motioned
to find another room.
'No, stay here, besides I have to check anyway to see if
it fits you all right!"
"But, honey, this isn't right... it's well,...!"
"Don't be silly, and please strip completely, we don't have
all night!" As she said this she peeled off her top, and he gaped
at her fullsome swaying breasts with reddish pink nipples.
She picked up a pair of the white bikini panties and held it
to him, "Here, put them on!"
He was about to protest when he heard a sharp slap and a
sob from another changing room!
"Hear that, Walter, another young man is being difficult and
is being sorry now. Your'e not going to be difficult are you?"
Standing there with her naked, big, swaying breasts, in heels
several inches taller than he was with her fists resting on her
hips, he was intimidated and knew it! He absently began fumbling
with the buttons on his shirt.
"Good boy!" she smiled, and began disrobing herself, "Although
I do have to give you a few swats to see if the panties will tear
like the last kind we bought. I wish mom were here and we could
have a little party like we did with Timmy to straighten him out!
We always thought we should have done that at first when she went
black and you'd still be living with us!"
"Swats!" he exclaimed, undoing his shoes and turning his back
to slip down his pants, and then, sighing, his underwear.
'Just a few, Walter, mom said to make sure! Timmy just loves
it now even though he's such a baby about it. Don't worry, I just
use my plastic ruler and its quite light!"
Slipping on the panties, he felt the strange satiny fabric
encasing his balls and semi flaccid penis. For some reason it
made him begin to erect, and he groaned trying not to.
"Come on, Walter, turn around and let me see!"
"B--but,...!"
"Don't be difficult now!" He heard another whack and slap
and more muffled sobbing from the next room.
Turning, he saw Tracy was nude except for her panties
and heels. He gaped in shock, and erected. She smiled, parading
herself, and he almost didn't notice the plastic 18 inch ruler
in her hand.
'I see you like them, naughty boy! And I like those too
on you, turn around now, good," as he blushed red. She ran her
soft hand over his satin covered butt cheeks and he shivered.
"Pl-please don't...!"
"Very sheer, let's see how tough they are! Bend over a little,
Walter!" The slap and sobbing and occasional begging from next
door made Tracy giggle as he did so, and braced himself, and
heard the whistle of the ruler, and a burning crack as he
gasped and stifled a cry.
'Oowwwwww!"
'Um, It looks like another one would cause a tear. Take them
off an put on the other pair now!" Naked in front of her, she tapped
her foot impatiently, half smiling with her ruler in her hand,
anxious to test him again!
"This is so much like when we did Timmy the first time! We had
so much fun and he learned so much too! Now I do him occasionally
just by myself!"
Turning once again, he groaned at the hardon stretching out the
sheer fabric.
"Mmmmm, you should have all that hair removed, like we did with
Timmy, for next time, Walter. But it does seem to stretch at the
crotch, giggle. Iv'e seen so many big black cocks that I forget what
a white boy erection is. Is that as big as it gets, Walter?"
"Please, honey, d-don't...!"
"All right, don't be embarassed, silly. Now bend over again!"
Moaning, he turned and rested his hands on the bench, tightening his
buttocks.
"Wow, this is more of a thong, I'm going to have to hit harder to
get to the fabric along your buttcrack!"
"N-no, b-but...!"
WHACK! MffffffF!
WHACK! mmmmmffff (sob)
"Don't be too loud, Walter, if we didn't have to test these
purchases we should do this at home so you could make as much noise
as you like!"
"I-I'm t-trying...!"
WHACK! Mfmffff, (sob)
Admiring her handiwork. "Okay, these panties are better. Excellent!"
Relieved he wasn't going to test any more panties, he turned to slip
them off and reached for his underwear when she stopped him.
"What are you doing, your'e not through!"
"B-but, I thought you said...!" not turning because he was nude
and hard!
"We have to select my and mom's panties next, but wer'e the same
size so it won't take long!"
He looked forward to seeing that, he realized with shame, and
half turned to see. She paused, biting her full lip and looking
down at her damp crotch on her used panties she had worn all day
as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband.
"Oh my, I should have changed them and cleaned up!"
'Oh, well," he said, a little disappointed he had to admit, "but
you'll have to do it another time!"
"No, darn, we need to do it now. Its very simple, walter,
I know that mom fed you Tyrone's creampies all the time when we lived
at home!"
"Tracy!" he gasped!
"Come on, Walter, Timmy and I giggled in our bedroom listening to
you, so we know you love to do cleanup duty!"
'B-but y-your'e, I-I'm well, y-your...!"
'And you were a good sissy for mom, why can't you be a good sissy
for me? You don't like me as much?"
"N-no, its not that, but...!"
"You have to do it," she said pushing him down with his knees
weakly trembling, as he looked at her damp crotch, with her blonde
hair sticking out from the panties, the unmistakable scent and look of
negroe sperm beginning to leak out!
"We had a little party in Mbuto's van after school in the parking
lot. Kind of a tuneup for tonight's party at home, which I'll probably
get punished for, and I should have douched or used Timmy but Mom insisted
I go shopping! If she were here you'd be lapping like a puppy and you
know it!"
"Pl-please honey, I-I...!"
"Mom said you loved lapping up after a real man, but don't worry,
I don't want you to make me cum. Can't touch my clit! I have to
save that for tonight when three big black cocks are waiting for me
at home!"
He groaned, as she pushed him back against the bench and half squatted
over his face, and soon he was sucking the damp fabric, as she giggled,
and then moved back and slipped down the panties, and this time
turned around, displaying her round beautiful buttocks.
"Spread my cheeks, Walter, I have a present in there for you.
Mom said you couldn't kiss a girl's ass enough after she was pumped
full of negroe sperm!"
Putting his palms on her cheeks, he spread them, and groaned, seeing
her puffy red anus with white cream beginning to run out.
"Ooooh!" he moaned. She giggled again.
"Probably looks like Timmy's right about now! Now that would
be a sight to see, you cleaning up after him too!"
Moaning, he ran his tongue up her damp crack.
"I want to be really clean, too, Walter, dig deep. I'm pleasing
real men tonight, big black men, so I must be perfect you know!"
"Y-yes, (sob) suck, kiss, lick, mmmmm!" she sighed as his tongue
slipped into her anus, gobbling up all the cum she had recently
received. It took a long time of butt worship but finally she
turned, covered his gaping mouth with her cunt, and sighed,
trying to push the copious multiple negroe spermshots out onto
and into his worshipping mouth.
As he softly gulped, her thighs pressed against his ears,
his world into orally serving her, his tastebuds overwhelmed by the
mixture of feminine cuntcream and multiple negroe teenage cumshots,
he knew she wanted to cum like his wife would, the last cum of the
evening she would say, but she wouldn't let him touch her hard clit.
Finally, a little face flushed herself, she made herself move away.
"Okay, wow, that was nice! What a good little lapdog you are,
Walter, mom was right! Your'e just a sissy after all!"
Licking his lips, still kneeling and half dazed and looking up
at her, he watched her try on several panties, rock hard and dripping,
until she finally settled on some. Then, telling him to remain there
on his knees naked, she took out another pair, pink ones.
"Since youv'e been such a good boy, Walter, you may put these on.
Mom and I always want you in panties now, whenever we see you!"
"B-but, n-no, I-I couldn't!"
"And I really don't want to hear any more silliness. So let's
use your mouth for something better, like laundry!" she giggled,
as she picked up the soaked panties she had been wearing, balled
them up, and making him open his mouth, put them in.
"Suck them clean, sissyboy! Oh, and before we go, I want to see
how good those new panties are. Jack off in them for me like a good boy!"
"Mmfmfff!" he protested!
She smiled, and deliberately slapped him hard across the cheek!
Sobbing and muffled, tears formed in his eyes immediately!
"Now mom rewarded you with a cute little jackoff after cleaning
up, Walter! Is this your gratitude to me, being stubborn? Now, do you
want another slap?" She watched him shake his head from side to side,
and smiled, and moved back to look down on him smugly. He moved
his hand to his crotch, and she stopped him.
"No, silly, from outside your panties, I want to see if they
leak!"
"Mmmmffff!" he moaned, grasping his pink satin-covered hardon,
and blushed even more as he began pumping!
"See I thought it could get bigger, now do it faster, let see you
shoot and fill those panties like a good sissyboy!"
She giggled and snickered as he gazed at her heaving breasts and
crotch as he pumped harder, and soon he groaned shuddered, and
a bulge appeared in the panties, damp spots appearing
all over. It stretched out the panties so it began leaking out the sides
and around his bloated balls!
"Oh, my, what a mess!" She laughed.
AFter it was over, he wanted to take out the pantygag but she
stopped him.
"No, its not necessary, Walter, I know how to use your credit card
so I can do the talking. And no taking the panties off either. IT's good
for sissies to wear used panties you cream in. Timmy's learned a lot
from that!"
Moaning and red faced, he dressed as she also did, and helped her
button up, feeling the warm sperm run down his thighs from his
panties.
"Yes," she smiled, seeing the damp spots appearing on his pants,
"you should jack off in a prophylactic with a butt plug in like we
make Timmy do. Next time we'll do better when we have more time, but
let's go, I have a party to go to tonight!"
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