My girlfriend and I had been dating for nearly nine months when we decided to move in together. Her lease was expiring so it made sense as we had grown closer and she really seemed like "the one." We got along great and I loved her, but, to be honest, our sex lives had recently been lagging. I hoped that moving in together might rejuvenate it, but, based on the first month, that didn't seem to be the case. We were down to having sex just about once a month and she just seemed to go through the motions and never went down on me. We had talked about trying to spice things up, but nothing had come of it.
Ashley was petite and, in my opinion, sexy. She was only about 5'3", with a small round ass, flat stomach, perky little tits and dark brown hair and eyes to go with a light tan/olive skin. She stayed in shape with running and flexible with yoga and, despite her small stature, had a little firecracker personality at times; she was outgoing and fun.
There was one thing that I had considered bringing up to her, but never could muster the courage to mention: I enjoyed sliding on a pair of panties and a bra every so often. I'm not sure why I enjoyed it so much. I had been doing it since I was in my teens and when I was single had even taken it upon myself to order some of my own. It was such a turn on and it made me really express my submissive side. Perhaps, secretly, I wanted to get caught rummaging through her sexy underwear but deep down I knew it could be catastrophic to the relationship and probably better to be brought up rather than discovered. It was something I enjoyed, but wasn't so important that I'd throw away a great relationship over it. One day, however, I was left without a choice.
I found myself home alone and a bit horny so I ventured into her dresser and pulled out some panties and a bra; matching of course. I stripped down my clothes and slide the bra over my arms. My girlfriend is smaller than I am so I couldn't close it in the back but still enjoyed wearing it; running my hands over the small cups. I reached down and pulled up a pair of her lacy panties. She had the sexiest bras/panties/lingerie and while these were quite snug I squeezed into them. Not being the most well hung man at about 4 inches, my hard cock barely poked out the top. I ran my hand over the lace on my cock and turned to admire my ass in the mirror when I found my girlfriend standing there. My stomach sank with fear.
"What are you doing?!"
"Nothing...sorry, sorry...I'll take them off. I just liked them. I don't know...sorry!" as I slipped the bra off my arms.
"Wait. Do you do this a lot?! I don't understand. Why are you wearing my panties? Does it get you off? Not that they fit all that well anyway." I began to slide them off. "Wait," she said grinning, "I didn't tell you to take them off. I asked if you liked it."
I stopped. Taken aback, "well, yea, I guess I just like the way feel on me," I stammered.
She took a step forward, kissing me hard, grabbing my ass and pushing me toward the bed. Welcoming any physical interaction with her, I let her take the lead and went to the bed. She climbed on top of me, pulling her shirt off and revealing a sexy lacy black bra.
Grinding her crotch on mine, "you probably wish you were wearing this bra, don't you?"
She eased up for a moment to take off her shorts and panties, "you like these?" Then noticing my cock had begun to ooze a bit, "you mess my panties? You can keep those now." as she climbed back on me.
I couldn't believe what was coming out of her mouth or what she was doing. I was in shock but didn't want to interrupt things as I was excited at the prospect I might finally get laid. With my hands on her hips, she paused to pull my panties down a bit to reveal my cock, "you want to cum little sissy? That is what they call guys who wear panties, right? Sissies?"
I hesitated, a little dumbfounded but also enormously turned on by them. I wondered if she could notice how turned on I was. "Uh, ya, I guess so."
I slid in and her wet pussy felt amazing as she grinded her hips. Maybe this was the sort of shot in the arm our relationship needed. Something crazy to happen. The passion was unreal
She looked down at me, "I'm going to let that little thing cum in me, but I want you to go down on me after and make sure I get off until my heart is content."
I had never heard her call me 'little' but I chose to ignore it for now. Perhaps I misheard her. My cock was throbbing. Then it hit me, "but my cum will be inside you."
"Yes, I know. That shouldn't stop you from pleasing me. If you're going to wear panties then you should play the whole part."
I didn't have much time to ponder it. Truth is, I had tasted my cum several times before just out of curiosity. It wasn't so much a repulsive taste as the principal of it; that I would be slurping down my own mess.
She girded down on me, squeezing my cock a bit "How bad to do you want it?" she said with a little grin.
"Ok...I want you so bad right now I'm going to explode."
She picked up the pace and within moments I exploded letting out a big moan.