PANTY STORY # 190
 
 

"Hey, Cheryl! Wanna fuck?", my husband yelled from the living room.

No, I thought, I don't 'wanna fuck' but I sure would like to make long and passionate love with my husband. "Sure honey," I replied.

"Go into the bedroom and get ready, I'll be there in a minute," he yelled.

He is just so insensitive and gruff, like he has to prove his masculinity every time his lips move. I wish I could do something to make him more romantic and caring. This having a macho man for a husband isn't all I thought it would be.

I took off my dress and hung it carefully in the closet. I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror. I am a good looking woman, I thought. I keep my body in excellent condition and even though my husband makes me wear fairly plain clothes on the outside, I do my best to look sexy and feminine underneath with my satin and lace panties and bras. Maybe even more for me than for him, I thought as I let my hands slide over the smooth satin and linger in the front of my panties.

Reluctantly I took off my sexy under things, folded back the covers, and lay down on the bed. I thought to myself, 'This won't take long, it never does." There was rarely any foreplay, and he would never lick my pussy.

"I don't like the smell of fish and I'm sure not going eat it," he'd say rudely.

I was lying there wishing that things could be different. Why can't I have a thoughtful, sensitive man that wasn't afraid of his feminine side?

As I was daydreaming my fingers unconsciously made their way between my legs, as they had hundreds of times before.

As I was feeling myself get pretty wet and my pussy lips start to swell my eyes snapped open and I yanked my hand away. "Good thing he didn't catch me masturbating," I thought.

He's made his ignorance clear in the past, "Don't you be diddling yourself! I will do all of the fucking in this house. I'm all you need to be satisfied!"

If he only knew about my ongoing love affair with my panties and middle finger! I snuck a quick taste of my juices and smiled.

Soon he came stomping into the room dropping his clothes all over the floor.

As he walked past the bed in his ugly BVD's he grabbed his crotch and said, "You ready for some of this, Babe?"

"Always, Hon," I replied. Oh how I wish things were different.

I heard the toilet seat bang up and him peeing. Soon he walked back to the bed and wagged his penis in my face.

He reached between my legs, felt my wetness and said, "Ya got hot thinkin' of me, huh?"

With that he jumped on top of me, pushed my legs apart with his knees, grabbed his little dick with his hand and shoved it inside of me. He started humping and grunting with his chin buried in my shoulder as I stared at the ceiling.

Time to get this over with, I thought. "Oh. Oh. Oh yes! Oh Yes! Oh, you're so big and hard. Oh Yes, you're going to make me come. Ohhhhhh, Yessssss," I screamed as I faked another orgasm!

He grunted a few times and collapsed on me for about 30 seconds as his dick shrank and plopped out.

He rolled off, got up and on the way to the bathroom he called over his shoulder, "You're welcome!"

As he walked back into the bedroom I said, "I'm lying here in a wet puddle of your goop and you say 'You're welcome'?"

"It's a present for you," he said.

"Thanks," I replied sarcastically as he walked out of the room scratching his ass.

I pulled the covers over me and lay there thinking, "This shit has to end."

Soon a plan started to develop in my mind. I think I know how to deal with "Mr. Macho". The more I thought, the hotter I got and the faster my fingers moved on my wet pussy. I could tell I was really building up to a big orgasm. I pulled the pillow over my head and screamed as I came and came and came.

My husband stuck his head in the door and said, "You say something?"

"No," I replied breathlessly, "I am just lying here savoring that last orgasm."

"Good one, huh?", he asked laughingly.

I just nodded my head. As he walked away, I licked my fingers clean.

The next day I got out of bed as soon as I heard his truck leave. I had shopping to do. But, I was so excited that I had to have a quick orgasm. I grabbed my panties from yesterday, put them on, stood in front of my full-length mirror and watched as I made love to myself. I have been watching myself masturbate in front of mirrors since I was a teenager, so I have really learned how to put on a show. I love to watch, and I hope he does, too, I thought as I brought myself to a screaming orgasm.

I had already unpacked after a very successful shopping trip and was enjoying a glass of chardonnay at home. I was wondering how to get my plan working when it came to me! The "Blow job promise". I have discovered that a woman can get a man to do anything just with a promise of a blow job. You don't actually have to give the blow job, just the promise. They fall for it every time.

I heard his truck door slam and said under my breath, "That's it Macho Man, come to Mommy."

"Hi Babe," he said. "Can I get a beer?"

"Yes Honey, they're in the 'fridge."

"Huh," he asked?

"They're on the bottom shelf, Hon, would you get it yourself, please," I replied. Buster, your life is never going to be the same, I was thinking.

"I am going to cook up a quick supper then I have a special surprise for you," I said with the sexiest smile I could muster. I was anxious to get my plan in motion.

"What kind of surprise?", he asked grinning.

"You'll see. You just have time for a shower before supper. Why don't you go jump in and supper will be on the table when you get out. Don't bother putting on lots of clothes."

"I know what's on your mind, you wicked little tramp," he said.

"You may be right about the wicked and tramp part, but I bet you don't know what is on my mind," I said. "Now go!"

"Where's all my underwear?", he yelled from the bedroom after his shower.

"Just put on your robe, it'll make things easier later," I called back smiling.

He came strutting into the dining room smiling, and I thought, "We'll see who is smiling in about an hour, Mr. Macho."

After supper I said, "Let me get you a beer while I do the dishes, then let' s go into the bedroom."

"Honey here's another beer, let's go lay down," I said when I finished the dishes.

"OK," he said as polished off the beer. He laid on the bed in his robe. "Now what?"

"I was thinking of giving you a blow job," I said.

"Hooooo weeeee. This is a surprise," he said.

"You don't know the half of it," I said as I climbed up on his chest still wearing my slacks and blouse. "Now let me have your left hand."

He gave it to me (I told you it is that blow job thing). I pulled it back over his head and reached under the pillow for the nylon stocking that I had tied to the bedpost earlier.

As I started to tie his hand he said, "Whoa, girl. What are you doing?"

But, he wasn't pulling his hand away, either.

"I am preparing to give you a blow job, but I want to do it my way without interference from your hands, you stud. Besides, your penis seems OK with things so far!", I said as I looked over my shoulder at he hard, straining dick sticking out of his robe.

I finished tying his left hand securely to the bedpost. With what I had planned it would not be a good idea for him to be able to get loose until I was done.

"Now give me your right hand and quit being a wuss," I said.

I was able to tie that one with another stocking without a peep out of him. As I got finished he pulled on both restraints. I smiled at him. Immediately he understood his predicament and got a worried look on his face.

"I'm not sure I like this," he said.

"Maybe another beer will help," I said as I headed for the refrigerator.

"Let me help you drink this," I said as I poured the beer into his mouth. As he finished it I said, "You stay here, I'll be out in a minute." And turned and walked into the walk-in closet.

"Like I have a choice?"

I found my bags of purchases in the back of the closet. I removed my outer clothes and hung them up neatly. I took off my bra and as I reached for my panties my fingers instinctively went between my legs. God my panties were so wet already! I licked my fingers and thought it a shame to waste all that good pussy juice. But, there is more where that came from.

"I gotta pee!", my husband yelled.

"Hold it for a few minutes," I yelled back.

I pulled my new red lace ¼ cup strapless bra out of the bag and put it on. Then my new black lace garter belt with smoke colored stockings, which I carefully rolled up my legs. Finally I put on my new red satin and lace panties. I wanted to make it easy to remove them while leaving the garter belt and stockings on. I applied my new red lipstick. And since I had painted my fingernails fire engine red earlier I became the wicked little tramp.

I picked up my package of purchases and walked out of the closet.

My husbands jaw dropped to his chest. "Oh my God," he said.

"Do you like the way I look?", I asked as I rubbed my hands over my lace bra and pulled on my hard nipples.

"Uh huh."

"Which do you like best? My new bra, garter belt, stockings or these red satin and lace panties," I asked as I climbed up on the bed and moved my crotch close to his face while I made sure to stay out of the reach of his hands.

"Panties."

"Oh are you a little panty boy?", I asked with a sly smile as I moved my ass to where he could touch the satin and lace with his hand.

"No," he said while stroking my ass.

As he was rubbing my panties I saw his penis start twitching with excitement. He tried to touch between my legs, but I wouldn't get close enough for that.

"We'll see," I said, "I've decided that things are going to change. And they are going to change tonight. You will begin to treat me, and my body with respect, or you will face serious consequences. I am going to show you how to please me, and you better pay attention. You are too rough. You need to learn to appreciate all parts of being female."

"I gotta pee," he whispered.

"Later," I stated flatly. "Do you like this outfit?"

"Yes," he said softly.

"I hope so because we are going to be twins." He just stared at me questioningly.

I opened up his robe then reached into my bag and pulled out a handful of lingerie. I walked over and dropped it on his crotch. His penis moved from the brief attention.

"I am going to put this on you whether you cooperate or not. The more you cooperate, the more pleasure you will have later. You might as well get used to them as I have also thrown away all of your ugly white underwear and replaced them with panties," I said as I threw a whole handful of panties onto the bed.

"You will wear only panties from now on so that hopefully you will remember what you learn tonight, panty boy. Now, you have already tried your restraints and know you can't get loose. Don't even bother thinking of what you will do when I let you up. I will be taking pictures all night and will hide them before I let you up. I guarantee it will be very embarrassing for you if I need to bring them out later to help you remember your place."

I then picked up a red strapless bra that was in the pile on his penis, climbed on the bed and as I reached under my husband to hook it he lifted up for better access.

"What a good boy," I said.

I strapped on the garter belt and very slowly rolled the stockings up his legs. The higher I got the more his penis twitched. I picked up the red satin and lace panties that I had bought in his size to match my own and let them dangle on his nose. I then brushed his penis a few times with them, then slowly began pulling them up his legs over the stockings. When I got just below his hips he willingly lifted them off the bed and I slid his panties into place. His penis made a twitching tent in them, as he was so excited. He was straining his neck to get a look at his pantied crotch. I was careful to not touch it as I thought he might climax immediately.

"You don't have to say a thing," I said looking at his penis, "your penis tells me that you like this, panty boy."

He was trying to hide the smile on his face.

I pulled out my Polaroid camera and took a picture of him in his lacy underthings. "This will make a great picture for the boys on the construction site," I said.

With that his penis collapsed in his panties.

"Can I touch your pussy now?", he pleaded.

"Not yet, I have something to show you first. You will be quiet and watch. I want you to learn. If you want to talk to me, call me 'Mommy'. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Mommy."

"I drank too much beer. I have to pee real bad Mommy," he whispered.

"Hold it. You'd better not pee in your new panties! Mommy is going to masturbate and have an orgasm first. I am going to come with my own fingers and you are going to watch. It is something you have never seen or heard before. But, it is time that you learn."

With that I crawled to where I could straddle his deflated penis. I slowly lowered my pantied pussy to barely touch his pantied penis and I slowly rocked my hips. He got hard again immediately. I didn't want him to come prematurely so I stopped rocking my hips and stretched my legs over his shoulders. I scooted my panty-covered pussy to about 8 inches away from his face and said, "Now watch closely, this is how I have an orgasm."

I put my fingers down to my pantied pussy and slowly started tracing my clit through the panties.

"Oh God, these panties feel good on my pussy," I moaned.

I was soaking wet and with a few circles, my panties and fingers were soaked, too. I put my wet fingers out for him to lick, but he turned his head.

"You may as well taste it now, because I guarantee you will be begging to later."

He just shook his head.

I put my fingers in my mouth and sucked all of the juices off. "All the more for me," I said.

My panties were stuck to me. I went back to stroking and was getting very close to coming, but wanted to prolong it a little longer.

"Do you see how well you can see the outline of my pussy? I have another little surprise for you. I knew you were going to want to see very clearly so I shaved around my pussy lips."

With that I raised my hips and slid the wet panties off. I had shaved earlier and left just a little tuft of the previously thick pubic hair bush that he loved on the top of my pussy. I plopped my pussy right in front of his nose I pulled my lips wide open and asked, "Do you like Mommy's shaved pussy?"

"Yes Mommy," he whispered.

"Do you want to see Mommy come?"

"Yes Mommy," he whispered again.

My newfound power was so intoxicating. I rubbed my clit a few times and burst into orgasm. I looked him in the eye and said, "See my shaved cunt twitching? That is what an orgasm looks like. Do you want to see what an orgasm feels like?"

He nodded.

I scooted forward and put my twitching cunt on his face. As he tried to get his face away I moaned, "This is what an orgasm feels like."

I sat there on his face for a few minutes as the orgasm subsided. I scooted back and looked at him. "Did Mommy drench your face?"

He nodded.

"That's not where you thought you were going to feel an orgasm is it?"

"No. But Mommy, now that you're done, can I get up and pee," he pleaded.

I got off the bed and walked to my package. "Mommy's little panty boy is not going to be able to get up and pee. Little boys pee in diapers. But you don' t have diapers on and I can't let you get your new red panties all wet, so we'll have to put some diapers on you."

I removed his panties and garter belt.

"Please don't do this to me," he pleaded.

I reached into the bag and pulled out a large diaper. I went back to the bed and unfolded the diaper underneath him.

"Lift!" I commanded.

Reluctantly he lifted his hips off the bed, and I slid the diaper on. I pulled it tight around him and patted his hard penis through the diaper.

"This is so cute," I said, "hold on a second."

I got my camera and snapped another picture. He looked horrified. As I looked at the developing picture I had snapped I said, "Your bowling buddies are going to love this one!"

"But wait, after all of that beer, you may leak a little," I said as I reached into my bag of tricks.

Out I came with two pair of rubberized panties, one yellow and plain, the other pink with lace and held them up. "We need to put these on the little boy, also. Which color?"

"Pink," he said.

"Pink what?" I asked, smiling.

"Pink, please Mommy."

"Stick out your legs."

He did and I slid them up to his waist without my having to tell him to lift his hips.

I patted his rubber panties. "Good boy," I said as I took another picture, "Now go ahead and pee."

"I don't want to pee in diapers," he said. "Please don't make me."

"Oh, I bet you do. Little boys like to pee in their diapers. Sometimes it is actually hard to potty train them because they would prefer to pee in their diapers. Are you going to be hard to potty train?

"I really don't want to," he pleaded softly.

"We'll see about that. I tell you what, if you can hold it and don't pee in your diapers like a little boy, then I will let you get up now and our little game will be over forever. Now let's see if you really want our game to be over, or if you like being Mommy's little panty boy."

I climbed up onto him in the classic 69 position and put my naked pussy right on his lips.

"Oh, that feels good," I said as I slid my wet pussy around on his lips. "Let's see if I can coax this little penis to go pee pee. Remember, if you don't hold it and you have an accident then our game will continue and you will still will need diapers in the future."

I reached my hand out and felt his penis through the rubber panties and diapers.

"Oooo. I think this is the biggest and hardest I have ever felt your penis. I think he likes this a lot and wants to go pee pee for Mommy so we can keep playing our game. Come on, let it go little boy, and show Mommy that you really do want to pee pee in your diapers and rubber panties."

He was clenching his teeth as he really tried his best to hold it.

I put my hands together like you would for a Heimlich maneuver and pushed down hard on his lower stomach. It was more than he could take. I felt him blow air into my pussy lips as he groaned and I felt a long, hard, stream of pee hit the front of his diapers. I was rubbing his penis through the diapers as he kept going and going.

When I felt him stop peeing I said, "I see that you are just my little boy. Now you have a choice. Do you want Mommy to clean you up and put you in your panties for your orgasm or do you want to have your orgasm in your diapers?"

I lifted up off his face. "Panties," he said.

"Panties what?"

"Panties, please Mommy," he replied.

"Very good, but you should have said that the first time. Just for that Mommy's going to have another orgasm before she cleans you up. OK?", I asked as I rubbed his penis through his wet diapers.

"OK," He replied.

"Good. I can do this myself again or you can lick me. Which will it be?"

"Can I try to lick you, please Mommy?"

I smiled, "I hope you learned about orgasms earlier. Lick Mommy's pussy real good and she will have an orgasm then clean you up."

I lowered my pussy a little and looked down between my legs. Slowly he stuck his tongue out and started licking. He actually got a very peaceful look on his face and began licking in earnest. He licked my pussy lips, then my clit. When I moved a little forward he got the idea immediately and started licking my ass. I moved back to where he had a good shot at my pussy and clit and started rocking a little. I reached out and rubbed his penis a little.

"That's right little boy, lick Mommy's pussy. Lick it good. Lick all of the shaved pussy. I can feel my juice flowing. You are about to make Mommy come. That's it. Right there. Oh you are a good little cunt lapper. Oooooo here it comes."

I sat on his face and burst into orgasm.

When I lifted up he said, "I did it Mommy! I made you come!"

I looked over my shoulder and he had a big wet smile on his face.

I removed his pink rubber panties and took another picture of him in his soaking wet diapers. I finished cleaning him up, replaced his garter belt and panties and started rubbing his penis through the panties. I took my own very wet panties that I had removed earlier and draped them over his nose. I kept gently stroking his penis through his panties.

"You licked Mommy's shaved pussy so well you must like it. Maybe we will shave you, too so you look like the little boy that you are."

His breathing quickened and I felt him near orgasm I asked, "Do you want to come inside Mommy's pussy or in your new satin panties?"

"Panties," he said as exploded.