Betty broke in her sissy boy Taylor by masturbating him nightly into
his panties, and within weeks he had an intense nylon panty fetish and was
left exhausted, limp and spent every night. Sometimes, she would panty jack
him in the morning or afternoon too. Then after one afternoon session she
said, “You better get dressed; the girls [his three little cousins] will be
here soon, and we're all going out tonight. But first, I need you to help
me clean up the kitchen.”
Taylor, still wallowing in the highs and lows of his panty masturbation
malaise, dutifully got his wits about him, found his board shorts and T-shirt,
put them on and then helped his mom clean the kitchen like a good little sissy.
His pastel blue panties peeked out a bit from his silver and black skater
shorts; he kept pushing them down to hide them, but his high-waisted lacy
panties kept creeping back up and into view above the top of his shorts. Of
course Betty noticed his attempts to keep his panties from being on display
and used the moment to reinforce and forge ahead with his demaling.
“Hey, Taylor, don't your nice new blue panties feel great?” she
said as she pinched his sweet bubble butt as she walked by him. When pressed,
he did acknowledge that they did feel very smooth and soft. Just as he finished
the dishes, the doorbell rang. He quickly checked to make sure his panties
were pushed down below the waistband of his shorts before answering the door.
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