There's no going back.

Hey there . If you read the previous story, you saw that my wife threw away her big panties after a fight, and she asked me for new panties, and I promised to show the panties that I bought from her if I had a lot of comments on the story. There weren't many, but I'll show you why it was surprising. I met her at the mall, and she was wearing the same see-through leggings, and she looked at me, and I didn't say anything so that we wouldn't fight, and we went shopping in the middle of the afternoon, and I could tell that she was excited about doing that, and it bothered me, because it was supposed to be a normal thing. But the most surprising thing was that after she kissed me, she said, "Are you ready to buy underwear for your whore, horny one?" She'd only ever done it in bed, never like this. My stomach turned and I looked at her without knowing what to say. She laughed and said, "Just as I like it. Come quietly and buy the underwear for your whore. But be prepared". I just took her hand and left. She was rolling the ribbon, and I realized that men could see the shoddy underwear appearing on the leggings. We walked into the store and she said, "Here, I'm going to pick out the panties, cuckold". I couldn't take it and said, "I'm not cuckold. Stop it". She stopped and looked at me and said, "You criticized my panties, now you're going to see what I'm going to wear and you're going to like it". And she went to talk to the waitress. When I saw the ones she was looking at, my heart froze. I didn't have one that was even average. They were all extremely small. She would occasionally look at me with a nervous, excited smile and I had to hide my hard cock. She picked out several and gave them to the waitress. She came to me and said: "You see what I picked out? It'll be just like this now. Always stuffed in the butt and in the pocket. Now be a good husband and go there and pay and choose one for me to put on, as I promised (see in the other story). You will now be able to see how the males will look at my butt and you will eat afterwards". She gave me a strong, sweet kiss and I lifted up with a bag in front of my body so as not to show the hard stick. But then I said: "I only pay and accept if you let me take some pictures of them on you afterwards". She looked at me thoughtfully and I thought I was going to say no, but she said: "Alright if you send a friend of yours to see it and ask what he thinks". I thought, and then I agreed. She laughed and said. I want to see what your friend's butt will say. When she saw that I wasn't going to complain, she hugged me and whispered in my ear: "You're having a hard time going to pay for the panties for your whore wife, knowing that the males will drool on her, not even a little". I couldn't say anything. I went there and paid. She said: "Won't you choose?" The waitress looked at me curiously. I started to take out the bag and look. What indecency! I couldn't take it and said: "They won't even appear in that rabbi". She laughed and said: "That's the objective". The waitress laughed and looked at me and I felt really corny paying. There were some things that wouldn't appear so much in the print, but I ended up choosing a little white one with red lines. When I passed the sound, she laughed and said: "Do you want to see a little?" And I looked at the waitress. It was so strange. She looked at me like I was black. When she left, I saw her smile of satisfaction. The rabbi had swallowed her panties. She thanked the waitress and we left. She rolled over and said, "Isn't there a man who won't see your wife rolling over on that little thread? Are you excited or horny?" I asked her not to call me that and she said, "It's just a joke so we can come home and you can eat me. You know you like it when I call you horny. I'm getting used to all this". I put my hand on her ass right in the middle of the hallway, and I felt her swallowed panties, and she was carrying the bags with her hard stick, and she was looking for the male gazes, and she was bouncing around more than usual, and that made me feel even hornier. When we got to the car she fell on her face and sucked me all the way home. We arrived and I went over to her, but she said to me: "First the photos and you will choose one to send, remember?" She put on a little dress and came back with nothing underneath. She started to pick up her panties and when she went to put them on, she said to me: "Say what you are mine, or I won't put it on". I looked and I knew there was no turning back: "I'm horny of the exposed bitch". She laughed and said: "You're really horny". She'd put it on and pull it up and the rabbi would swallow it right away, stretch his panties (that's what you'd call that sandwich) up until it was all banged up, and then she'd move it, and I'd take pictures, and I'd punch her, and she'd always say, "Do you like that horn? When she put the last one, which was buried in the middle of the bottle, she came up to me and made me start sucking on her bottle with her panties and everything. It was leaking too much. Then she said, now choose one. Go send it to who. I said I would send it later, but she looked at me firmly and said, "Now horn". That was an order and I chose a friend from far away, whom I rarely see. I sent the picture of the white panties that is there at the end of the story, where she is pulling the panties to the bottom. I wrote, "What do you think of that ass?" When she saw that I said that, she pulled my head to suck her dick, said she wanted to keep her cell phone to see if he'd answer. Before long my friend asked, "Who is this hot guy?" She said, "Answer me". I started writing that it was a hot girl I knew but she made me delete it and said, "Say it's me". I said I'd get it wrong, I tried to argue, but she told me. You've got it made, or we'll stop now. So I replied to him, "It's my wife's ass". She instantly pulled me sucking and whimpering. I'm sitting and she's standing and she's shoving the bottle in my face and she's rolling and moaning and I'm licking as hard as I can and my face is going to be all molasses and she's moaning and she's like, "Think how the men are going to go crazy over these panties and they're going to want to eat me and they're going to call me a whore and a slut and I'm going to roll over on them and I'm going to roll over on them and I'm going to say, "Your friend must be tough". And he says, "Stop playing, man". I just wrote back, "She's the one with the new panties. I took off the watermelon". She was crazy with excitement. I could barely write because she made me suck. He wrote, "Fuck. What a whore you have at home. I got hard up here for her face". When I read that to her, she grabbed the phone out of my hand and sat reading and mockingly stood in my mouth and the xana drooled all over and I licked as much as I could, but it trickled down to my chest, calling me the horn and horn of friends. She fell on the bed, and I stuck my dick in her mouth, and she sucked me, very hard, very excited, and I didn't last long, and I filled her mouth with shit. She then hugged me and said: "Did you see my horny horn? You like it, you have a vocation for the horn. All you need is to see a stick in my butt". I climbed on it right away and started to eat and she laughed and moaned saying: "You are very horny, you like me to show how my butt will take a stick. Then you will ask me to take another male's cock". I enjoyed screaming in her butt. She gave me a kiss and said: "Now it's my tight little toe and you feel horny like you like it and then I'm eating deliciously". She got up and went to take a bath. I've been wondering if it's just a fetish or if she's setting me up for it. But one thing's for sure, the underpants will never be big again, just tiny little whores. Is it just a fetish of hers? If I get enough comments, I'll post pictures of the other panties we bought, too.