It was Saturday morning and I heard the door to the garage close. My wife and daughter had just departed for a weekend in New York City. I was excited for them because they need some girl time together. I call her my daughter, but she is actually my step daughter and had just turned 21 years old on Friday. The two of them got along like oil and water ... they just didn't mix. I was hopeful this would be a good weekend for them.
I was also excited, because I would be able to crossdress all weekend without worrying about anything. I had bought food and everything I would need so that I could enjoy my weekend of depravity without any interferences.
I waited an hour, just in case they had to come home for something forgotten. Once that hour passed, I was home free. I went into the garage and grabbed my two boxes of porno DVD's, panties and toys off of the rafter far back in the corner. They were always kept there and when I went on business trips, I just had to grab them and throw them into the trunk of the car. All of my crossdressing fantasies were lived out in hotel rooms, in distant cities. It was inconvenient, but still a lot of fun and allowed me the pleasure of my fetish.
I was trembling inside. Home alone! My panties and toys awaited me. I was like a kid in a candy shop. I didn't know what to do first. I picked three pairs of panties. I loved to wear more than one pair to start off with. I quickly threw off my pajamas and pulled up the first pair of panties. It was a pair of pink nylon panties ... small and tight ... it showed off my cock outline nicely. They were sheer enough that you could see my cock through them. I picked up the second pair as I felt my hands shake. They were white nylon, a little bit larger than the first pair, but still bikinis. They were from a negligee set that I had bought so they did not have a cotton crotch ... just a double layer of nylon. I pulled them up and looked down, admiring my lump that had grown, accentuated by the pretty pairs of nylon panties. I picked up the third pair. These were white Vanity Fair briefs ... nylon of course with a pretty inset of nylon at each thigh. I pulled them up and admired how the three pairs of panties looked as I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. My cock lump was very obvious and throbbed in my panties.
I felt my nipples harden as I reached for the white nylon training bra. I loved my little nylon training bras because they fit my tiny breasts and my nipples, which were always hard, showed through very sexily. I pulled the tight nylon bra into place and the coolness of the nylon made my nipples even harder. I again looked up into the mirror and admired how I looked. I had to admit I looked quite sexy and I couldn't believe how fortunate I was to be able to do this at home ... all weekend without any worries or troubles.
I grabbed the Vanity Fair full body slip and slipped it on, over my head and smoothed it into place. My heart was beating, my cock was throbbing and I was just in heaven. I moved over to the sofa and put on a DVD on our 55' LCD TV. It was one of my favorite ones, involving a transvestite being sissified by a Domme. It was a huge fantasy of mine and I made myself comfy on the sofa ... lighting up a big joint I had rolled.
Typically I would start this way. Getting high, being all dressed in my lingerie ... and slowly tease myself until I was leaking into my panties. I would deny myself an orgasm for as long as I possibly could. It was such a pleasant, slow torture. The combination of the lingerie, the high from the pot and the exciting porn I was watching was having its desired effect. My cock was hard and leaking copious amounts of precum. All three pairs of panties were wet and so was the slip I was wearing. My nipples were very sensitive and hard, responding so nicely. Teasingly, I would run my fingertips up and down the length of my panty covered penis. I had to be careful, because at any point, I could be taken over the edge and cum. I didn't want to cum so I made sure I took great care not to take myself over the edge.
I decided that this would be a nice time to insert an aneros prostate massager that I had purchased and used. It is a very nice rectal stimulator that puts direct pressure on my prostate which causes even more precum to ooze out and more stimulation. When I finally cum, if it is still inserted, the orgasm is the most intense I could ever experience.
I found the aneros, covered it with a fresh condom, lubricated it and inserted it firmly into my asshole. I could immediately feel the pressure inside my rectum and on my prostate. I felt the release of precum oozing from the opening in my cock. Now I decided to lie on the sofa and continue the teasing and watch my movie. I could clench my ass hole and pull the aneros in deeper, then relax and it moves back out a bit. Over and over I did this as it manipulated and milked my prostate. My panties were literally soaked from precum and I could see my cock through the panties because of all the slick wetness from my precum.
I was truly lost in the moment, when I was startled by my daughter walking into the room. Holy fuck! Where did she come from? I was so involved with what I was doing, and the TV was on quite loud ... I hadn't heard her come in. I don't know who was more surprised, but I think it had to be me!
"Wow, you are one sick, perverted ..." screeched Amanda my daughter. Her declaration was broken by the scream from my wife as she entered behind her.
I didn't know what to say. I didn't know that there was anything that could be said given the circumstances. I was frightened and ashamed at the same time. My leaking cock shrunk and I could only feel cold wetness from my panties. I stood there, dressed in panties, bra and slip with a plug in my ass. What could I possibly say that would make any difference?
Amanda approached me and lifted the hem of the slip up over my waist. Of course, what they got to see was my three pair of panties, soaking wet from precum. My wife, Annette, walked around me and saw the protrusion of the aneros from the back of my panties. I felt her finger touch it and the sensation was felt through to my prostate. She continued around to the front of me with Amanda still holding the slip up. She began to cry. Amanda looked at me with intense hatred. My wife continued to cry and my heart sunk. What started out as such a pleasurable event, turned into the worst event of my life.
"Mom, please don't upset yourself so much about this. Obviously, DAD is a sick, perverted and pathetic man. You have warned me about men like this ... err ... well ... not exactly like this ... mommy ... please stop crying."
Amanda hugged my wife as she let my slip drop back into place. She looked at the television, which was still playing the DVD with transvestites in bondage and discipline situations. Again she shook her head and all of a sudden there was an evil grin on her face.
"Mommy ... look at the sick porn that daddy is watching."
"DAD, is this what you want to be treated like ... to be dressed like a woman and punished ... tortured ... abused?" she continued.
I didn't know what to say.
"Well, daddy panty ... you going to answer me?"
My wife started to cry again. "I can't believe you would do this to me! How could you treat me with such disrespect? Don't I please you? I don't even know you!" Annette finally said through the tears.
"Look how you have upset my mother ... your wife ... you sick fucking pervert." Amanda yelled at me.
"You must be punished!"
Amanda approached me again as I stood there like a deer caught in headlights. She walked around me and pulled my slip up again. My wife sat down and stared at me. I felt Amanda touch the bulge in the back of my panties from the aneros. She gave it a little shove, which made it press my prostate and I felt some more precum ooze into my panties.
Still holding up my slip, she walked around and looked at my panties ... pulled the slip all the way up and looked at my training bra encased breasts ... my nipples still poking through the sheer, tight nylon.
She reached out and touched my nipples and gave the one on the right a pinch. I winced. She giggled. She touched the other one and did the same. I again, winced and she giggled. She then reached down and touched my sopping wet panties.
"Daddy, I assume you do this because you get some sort of perverted pleasure out of it ... why then is your cock not hard?" she teasingly inquired
"I'm nervous ... I guess it makes my penis limp." I said very softly. I couldn't look at her, as she examined my body and lingerie.
"Then what is all this wetness on the panties you are wearing ... and while I am at it ...why do you have ... three pairs of panties on?" she further inquired
I was so ashamed and nervous. I didn't know what to say ... I didn't want to say anything. I just wanted this all to end ... to wake up and find out it was all just a dream.
"Let's get this straight, daddy ... I ask a question, you give me an answer. Sound reasonable?"
On the television screen behind me, a transvestite was being pissed on by a Domme while being fucked with a strap-on by another Domme. Amanda looked at the TV as she awaited my answer.
"Interesting stuff you're watching there, daddy" she said.
"Well, the wetness is called ... oh god ... it's called precum Amanda. When a man is excited, precum oozes out of his penis.
