Author's note: This is a story for I did for a friend about chunky dudes who look good in panties. It's a bisexual romp with masculine men and a thicc lady. If you're looking for sissy/humiliation tales, this isn't the story for you.
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The two men couldn't help but smile at each other as they changed in the living room. Sam was back in the bedroom, waiting patiently for her birthday gift. She definitely had a bit of an idea as to what it would entail, but her husband was pretty sure he'd managed to keep the best parts a secret. It wasn't anything she'd asked for specifically or directly, but he'd put it together from different things he knew she liked.
They were ready. Jim stood tall right at six feet, and at 250lbs he was a beefy boy. He didn't jiggle, per se, but let's say his solid musculature was well-protected. Nonetheless there was still definition to his pecs, his abs. Lines between the muscles that were accentuated by his thick, fiery red hair. Hair that matched his big woodsman-esque beard. Jake was only a few inches shorter and similarly built, though his hirsute frame was furred with wiry black hair.
Jake had known Jim and Sam for years, and he knew that the two of them were a little more open than most married couples, but he'd still been shocked the month prior when Jim had texted him with this idea. He was out as bi to them, he trusted and loved them as friends, but this was going to be a new level for certain. It wouldn't be the first time Jim had seen his wife with another man, but the scenario he had planned was nonetheless going to be a new experience for all of them.
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We had all had a few beers, having what Sam assumed wouldn't be much more than a quiet but enjoyable celebration of another trip around the sun. I was excited to finally give her the present I'd had such a hard time keeping a secret from her for weeks now. I had already told her that morning to dress sexy under her clothes, so she did at least expect some action. As conversation had reached a lull, but before anyone could protest and claim tiredness, I had told Sam to head into the bedroom and strip down to whatever naughty pieces she'd been hiding under her jeans and t-shirt. She raised an eyebrow to look at me, then Jake, and back at me. I did everything I could not to just give her a big grin back, but I kept my stern "I mean it" face on and nodded.
Smiling, she stood and turned to walk down the hall back to the bedroom. Her wide hips and round, supple ass swayed back and forth as she did, giving us a little show on the way out. After she was out of eyesight, I hurriedly dug the nondescript paper bags out from under the couch cushion and pulled out the two little "gifts" I had gotten. It only took a moment for us to decide who would get which one, and then we changed as quickly as we could, both eager to get to it.
I gave my buddy a once over, and he did look good. He had picked the pair of nearly-sheer pink panties, and they stood out beautifully against his dark body hair. They didn't do much to hide his package; really just enough to draw attention to it and entice. That left me in the lacy black pair. Again, the contrast was pretty striking. I was looking forward to playing around with him to get Sam really in the mood.
Just like we'd planned, we stood side by side, each with a hand resting on the other's firm ass and walked down the hall. I saw my mistake just before we hit it...We were both kind of broad and were not about to fit through the door into the bedroom. A quick shuffle and I let Jake go in in front. He was really more the present than me.
I heard Sam gasp when he stepped into her view and he also faltered a little bit as he obviously began taking her in but he kept going and I was right behind him. We stood in front of the bed and started striking a few pre-planned "bodybuilder" poses, showing off our beefy arms and decidedly thick thighs. Thighs that led up to a pair of quite feminine panties on the both of us.
Sam laughed at the display of machismo, but when I looked at her I could see the serious hunger in her green eyes. She was staring directly at our friend's crotch, his member straining against the thin pink fabric, nearly bursting over the waistband. I hoped we'd sate her appetite tonight. I was pretty sure we would.
It worked out that Jake had picked the pink panties, so that mine actually matched my wife's. She was in a pretty black, lacy bra that her large breasts still seemed to almost spill out of. The black cloth between her legs was even darker as her wetness began to soak through her thong. She also had not taken off her knee-high socks, something she knew I particularly enjoyed.
Ready to get the show truly on the road I turned to face my friend and placed my hands on his sturdy shoulders, giving them a reassuring squeeze as I smiled at him. I kissed him, then, gently at first, and then more seriously, more passionately. I had to swipe my hand between our chins real quick, get all the beard out of the way. Sam let out a quiet " oh shit" as we started to make out in earnest. Finally breaking the kiss I trailed my lips down his neck, his chest, his big yet flat belly. I kept going lower as I knelt down in front of him. I was at those pink panties. So girly on such a manly man. I decided to leave them on him for a little bit longer and reached around to squeeze his ass while I put my mouth on him, tasting him through the fabric.
Hooking my thumbs into the elastic of his cute pink undies, I pulled them down just enough to free that thick beast of his. Unable to stop myself I wasted no time in taking the entire length into my mouth. "Hoooly fuck" he groaned out. I gently cupped his furred balls and pulled off of him, keeping just the tip of his cock in my mouth, then slowly going down on him again until my nose was in his belly.
