He wears my Panties

He wears my Panties He wears my Panties

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Our sex life is enlivened after a secret is revealed.

Summary

Our sex life is enlivened after a secret is revealed.

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Submitted: March 05, 2015

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Submitted: March 05, 2015

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I came across a web site purely by accident, while idly surfing the internet one day. It was one of those sites were people write in for information regarding their sexual problems. There was also a forum where others contributed stories about their sexual encounters. A believed a fair few were flights of fancy, but I was intrigued and read many of the contributions.

 

It wasn’t long before I recognised things within the stories of the goings on in the bedroom, and I soon realised that it was my husband who had been writing graphic details about our sex life for a few years. Some went back over five years, and I recognised a number of the events he described.

 

I am the women with the abundant mass of pubic hair which comes off in the spring; it was he who suckled the excess breasts milk from my tits when our children were born. And he is also the one who buys most of my underwear, and I’m the one who wears it, (he has excellent taste, and he wears it himself when I let him), it’s he who masturbates in the garden, and he’s the one who enjoys being abused with a strap on dildo.

 

I mentioned that I had spotted his handiwork on the web site and that I was also happy for him to share our experiences on the internet, providing no one would know who we were.

 

He suggested that I write a piece myself, so here goes.

 

I suppose I was somewhat sexually naive as a youngster. My first sexual awakening came at the tender age of thirteen while reading a contraband copy of Lady Chatterley by torchlight in my bedroom. When I got to the more explicit parts, I felt a tingling in between my legs, and feeling down there found that I was wet and the lips of my labia had become quite enlarged. More to my surprise I discovered that there was something sticking out between the lips of my vagina and my first flush of pubic hair. I was alarmed at first as I thought that I was growing a penis. I soon realised that this was my clitoris which had become aroused, and was fully three quarters of an inch long.

 

Touching my clitoris opened the door to new found sensations, I could masturbate it with a finger and thumb and give myself fantastic orgasms. As a teenager I think I must have masturbated almost every day, and still even now give myself a climax at least twice a week.

 

I soon discovered boys and had several boyfriends with whom I indulged in some heavy petting, never going “all the way”. All my boyfriends would find my engorged clitoris when they finally got a hand into my knickers, and a sharp intake of breath would ensue. A couple of them managed to bring me to a writhing climax, most failed miserably. Usually after a heavy session of breast fondling and French Kissing I was feeling unfulfilled and later at home and in my bedroom satisfied myself by masturbating to orgasm.

 

My husband and I married young, both of us virgins, neither of us  having indulged in full intercourse, in fact it was a full two weeks after our wedding that he finally managed to enter my vagina, as a consequence our first few months of love life were pretty unadventurous; however, I began to suspect that he was getting some sexual satisfaction from wearing my panties - I had a collection of sexy lingerie even then, and I noticed one or two slight stains on my freshly launder panties, and I believed he was getting off in my French knickers.

 

I decided to take matters in hand-literally. He came into the bedroom, naked from the shower, I had a pair of my silk French Knickers in my hand and, coming up from behind, and reaching around him I wrapped the knickers around his cock and balls. I asked him outright if he had been using my panties; blushing bright red he admitted that he had. He said that he loved the feel of silk around his cock and balls when he masturbated, and as he confessed to me he rapidly became erect.

 

My reaction to this surprised me, I was not angry but somewhat curious, and so I told him to put on the panties that I had wrapped around his cock and balls. He sheepishly stepped into them and I found myself becoming aroused as I stroked him through the silky material.

 

I wanted to know more about his secret fantasies and he poured out his desires to me as I continued to tease his cock and balls. He wanted me to suck his nipples and his cock, finger his anus while he was inside me, and use a vibrator on my clitoris. In short, he wanted our sex life to become a lot more exciting and adventurous. He had been afraid to raise the subject for fear of offending me or making me think he was some kind of pervert.

 

 Listening to all this had me thinking that one never knows until one tries something. I asked him if he had any other designs on my underwear. Getting no answer on this I suggested he might like to try on my stockings and suspenders. I have quite a collection (I never wear tights). He gasped and said “Oh, yes, yes please!”

 

I went over to my underwear drawer and selected a suspender belt to match the knickers he was now wearing. I clipped it around his waist, sat him down on the bed and showed him how to roll on the stockings and clip them on. By now his erection was pushing out from the panties as he stood in front of me dressed in MY underwear.

 

I must admit to a frisson of excitement and I held him close, kissing and stroking him. I moved to his nipples and sucked on them, I had not known that a man could have such sensitive nipples. He was breathing heavily by now, and I dropped to my knees and pulled down his/my knickers. His cock sprang out and I took the tip between my lips, sucking on it while I massaged his balls. Within seconds I felt his orgasm building so I took his swollen cock from my mouth and wrapping it again in my panties, masturbated him to climax. He could wash them out later.

 

That was the start of our new sex life. We now have a great collection of toys, vibrators, dildos, love beads and, of course, a strap on, all of which get regular outings. The love making that follows, either with toys or without, is always memorable. He also love to suck my clitoris and that gives me the most amazing orgasms

 

 I bought him a couple of his own suspender belts, deep ones so he can tuck his cock under them. The only rule is that I decide when he is allowed to wear them; I leave one out along with matching knickers, while he’s in the shower, and when I am feeling particularly aroused. Neither one of us is the dominant partner, but he becomes quite submissive when I take the lead. I like to keep him on the edge of orgasm, making him wait to climax before I’m ready. He gets his own back when he almost brings me to climax and removes his fingers or the vibrator from my clit at the last moment.

 

He still uses my panties to masturbate; I know when I find a pair hanging up to dry after he’s washed them. Oh, I also asked him to shave his pubes - that was quite a few years ago - and I haven’t seen so much as stubble since!


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