PANTY STORY # 195
 
 

My wife was in the bathroom getting ready for bed. I walked past the clothes hamper and saw a pair of her panties sitting on top of the other clothes. I looked at them for a second; my penis kind of stirred, and then got a crazy idea.

I hadn't actually worn panties before, but I have always been interested in them and like the way they look and feel on my wife. I always thought she was kind of lucky to wear such nice underwear.

I went to my wife's dresser and picked out a pair of her emerald green Victoria's Secret panties that have a wide elastic waistband and satin panels in front and back. The panels don't quite meet at the waistband on the sides, so I guess you would call them bikini.

I thought this would be interesting, so I put them on and laid down on the bed, waiting for my wife to come into the bedroom. I couldn't help but stroke myself. The panties are actually cut full enough in the front that even my growing penis remained encased in satin. I almost got up and quickly took them off a couple of times, as I was worried what my wife would think. But, I made myself just stay there on the bed and wait for her reaction.

She came into the bedroom and immediately noticed the panties. She asked me where I got them. I told her from her panty drawer. She kind of looked at me out of the corner of her eye, then took off her nightgown and got into bed.

She reached over and began stroking my penis through the panties. She told me it felt kind of good. I agreed.

She has always liked to get on top of me and kind of “dry hump” my penis, without penetration. She will usually do this until she climaxes, which makes her very wet. She will then usually let me penetrate and she will usually climax again with me inside her.

This night she asked if she could get on top of me with the panties on. I was all for that. She “dry humped” me through the panties, but this time it wasn't dry. She was soaking wet, and got the panties all wet and slippery. She really had a huge climax.

After it subsided, she asked if I would lick her pussy. I said sure. She turned around and scooted up the bed so that her pussy was just above my lips in the 69 position. She was so wet that there were actual droplets of her juice above me. As I began licking her, she began licking my penis through the satin of the panties. She moaned and said she liked the feel and the taste of her juice on my panty covered penis. The feeling was incredible and I told her so. She rubbed her hands under my ass and rubbed the satin on my balls. I was moaning and my hips moved involuntarily as I fucked the inside of the panty against her lips. I exploded in orgasm and she followed immediately with her own orgasm on my face. The panty was now soaked with both of our love juice and her saliva. We both savored the moment.

In a few minutes, she asked if I liked her panties. I told her that I did. We both agreed that it had been a fun diversion. That was the end of our panty fun for a couple of months.

We embarked on what was to be 7 day cruise to the Virgin Islands. We boarded the ship and while our bags were being delivered to our suite, we went and had several drinks and watched the boat depart.

It was getting close to our time for dinner so we went back to our room to clean up and get ready for the dinner. We both took showers then began to dress for the evening. While my wife was in the bathroom putting on her make-up, I got my shirt, slacks, and sport coat out of my luggage. I started digging, looking for my underwear. I couldn't find any. I had packed my own bag and I thought that I had packed t-shirts and jockey shorts.

I yelled to my wife that I couldn't find my underwear. She told me to keep looking. It wasn't anywhere to be found. I told her that it wasn't here. She came out of the bathroom and asked if I had left them home on purpose. I asked her what she meant by that. She said that I couldn't go without underwear so had I left them at home hoping that she would let me wear hers again?

I was dumfounded. The thought hadn't crossed my mind at that point.

I was standing there wrapped in a towel. The towel started to tent in front as the thought did cross my mind.

She looked at my penis and said that it looked like he was up for the idea. She walked to her luggage and started pawing through her own lingerie. She sure had a lot of it with her. She pulled out a black lace pair of panties and held them out for me. My penis really sprung to attention as she handed them to me and told me to try them on.

The lace was stretchy so it held my engorged penis up against my body as I slid them into place. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself. There I was, in broad daylight, wearing very feminine panties. The legs were cut high on the sides. The lace tickled the inside of my thighs. The waist was higher than my normal underwear so that felt unusual also. I knew that these unusual sensations could keep me hard all night.

My wife walked up behind me and looked over my shoulder and looked in the mirror as she reached around in front and stroked my penis through the lace. She moaned and said that she liked the look and feel. She asked again if I had left my underwear home on purpose. I told her that 'No I hadn't, I was almost positive that I had packed everything.'

A light bulb went on in my mind and I walked over to her suitcase. I reached in and pulled out her panties. She had about 18 pair of panties with her. I turned around and said, “You planned this.”

She had a big grin on her face. She 'fessed up and said that she had removed my underwear from my suitcase when I wasn't looking. She knew that we had both enjoyed our panty play a few months ago and she thought it would be fun to try it for a week, especially being around people that we would never see again. She knew that on the ship we wouldn't have the opportunity to buy menus underwear and that I would be ‘forced’ to wear panties. She figured that if I wore panties for a week, then we would both have ample opportunity to determine if panties would become a part of our lives in the future. She asked if I was angry with her for forcing me to wear panties this week.

I guess that because I had always been in control, my first inclination was a little anger that she had unilaterally decided to do this. But I did feel kind of sexy in these panties. I told her that I wasn't angry.

I looked at the panties in my hands. Although she owned some fairly plain cotton panties, she hadn't brought any. Only sexy styles. Some bikini, some brief, some full cut. All were very feminine. Most with lacy waistbands, some nylon, some satin, some very sheer see through with appliqués, some had lace around the legs; some even had ruffles on the rear. Some were brand new with tags on them.

She had obviously planned this for some time as she had been shopping. I asked her why so feminine. She said that it was part of the danger. It would add to our excitement to know that I was dressed very sexy underneath. Since we were heading for the islands, I would be wearing shorts a lot. At any time someone might see them and know that I was in panties. Also, if I was going to wear female panties, they were going to be VERY female. She asked if I wanted to keep the black lace on, or try some other pair.

I was kind of excited about the whole thing and told her so. I decided to try on a couple others and finally settled on a pink satin pair that had ruffles on the rear, red roses embroidered on the front, and lace at the legs. I thought it might be some innocent fun, besides they would be completely hidden under my pants so who was really going to see the panties besides her and me?

She looked at the floor and told me that she had also taken my socks out of the luggage. I went to my suitcase and looked. Sure enough, no socks. I turned around and looked at her.

She was holding out a garter belt and stockings in one hand and pantyhose in the other. “A little more danger,” she said.

I asked her what she was up to. Was she trying to completely feminize me? Was this to show some kind of control? Did she want others to see me in these sexy under things and know I was wearing lingerie? Was this some important crossroads in our lives, or was it just for fun?

She said that I had always been ‘in charge’ in our relationship and that it might be fun for her to be calling the shots for a little while. She said that we would only do what I wanted. That she wouldn't force anything on me. But, she did have some extra fun things in mind for us to try on the vacation, if I was willing. She pointed out that just the fact that I was standing there in panties was a good indication that I was willing.

I smiled at her and chose the garter belt and stockings. I told her that she would have to help me the first few times, but I was sure that I would get the hang of it. She helped me into the garter belt, and then tucked the garter straps down through the waistband and legs of the panties so that I would be able to go to the bathroom. She had me sit down. She then bunched up the smoke colored stockings and slowly slid them up my legs. My penis was straining against the frilly panties. She attached the garters and asked me to stand. I looked in the mirror and thought 'what the heck, this might be fun.'

I started for my shirt and pants and my wife said to try this on, also. I turned and she had some more silk in her hand. I asked what it was and she said a chemise. I unfolded it. It was very silky and smooth. I slid it over my head. Unbelievable, I was dressed in only female underthings. My penis was very hard.

My wife came over and hugged me. She let her hands roam over the silk and satin. It felt great. She said I looked gorgeous. She asked how I felt and I said that I felt sexy. She appreciated my willingness to be daring, and she promised me a good time after dinner.

We finished dressing for dinner and with my pants, shirt, and sport coat on you really couldn't easily tell that I was completely feminine underneath, except for the bit of ruffles that showed through the seat of my pants. As I moved, the chemise slid around, the lace tickled my inner thigh, and the garters stretched and moved. The stockings actually felt good on the inside of my pant legs. I told my wife that I had many strange, but exciting, feelings.

She was all giddy and said how excited she was that I was enjoying it.

As we were heading out the door she asked me if I was OK with this whole thing. I told her that I was thinking we were going to have fun that week. She said that she was glad I felt that way. She told me to hold on a second. She went to another piece of luggage that was in the closet. She brought it to me and opened it. Inside was all of my male underwear. She said that she wasn't sure what my reaction was going to be so she brought it along.

I just smiled at her, gave her a big hug and kiss, and told her to put that bag in the back of the closet, we wouldn't be needing it!

I spent the balance of the week wearing panties always and many other female items, too. My wife had brought a silky nightgown for me to wear at night which I loved. It really felt great for us to snuggle in our bed while both wearing nightgowns.

It turned out that she liked the danger of us getting caught and many times had me walking down the street or around the boat with my shirt off where I am sure that people walking behind me could see the lace sticking out of the waistband of my shorts. Many times she would walk with her thumb hooked into the waist of my shorts or panties. She also really liked the way the ruffles showed through my light colored shorts.

The cruise even had a costume party and I went completely dressed as a female and my wife dressed as a man. We even shaved my legs and bikini line that night so that I would look better in the panties and stockings. I flashed my panties and garter belt at many people that night. Many commented on how thoroughly I had changed into my costume. I noticed that other couples had done the same as we had for costumes and wondered if those men were secretly learning about their feminine side, also.

We have been back from the cruise for a few weeks now and while I have gone back to wearing my BVD’s during the day, I spend many nights in panties and nightgown. I like the panties, and so does my wife. Our sex life has never been better. We will be talking soon about how we want to proceed. I think I will see if my wife is ok with me wearing panties more permanently. I will keep you posted!