Caroline at I finally moved in together. We bought a new house out in the suburbs far enough away from neighbors that we had our privacy. Since then, we have had amazing sex almost every day, most days more than once. She has an incredible sex drive and initiates almost every session. She loves to be dominant in the bedroom, which works out great because I am very sexually submissive. I find nothing more erotic than a woman ordering me to eat her pussy or fuck her hard. I usually do the cooking and many times she has come up behind me, started kissing my neck and rubbing my cock, unbuttoning my pants, pulling them down and licking and kissing my ass while stroking my cock. Many times we have had "Dessert First," which of course means she sucks my cock dry, the only question is will this be before or after I eat her pussy. Sometimes she feeds me "The main course" which is fresh creampie fed to me as she straddles my face.
Caroline is a tall blonde with long legs that spend a lot of time wrapped around my head. She knows all about my panty fetish and panty collection, many of which she had bought for me. One of the first things she did when we moved in was to declare which drawer was her panty drawer and which was mine. She told me that I would be "Punished" if she found wearing HER panties. "You have your own, so stay away from mine."
On many occasions, Caroline would pick out my outfit, often times this includes panties rather than boxers. When we are out together and I am wearing panties she almost always manages to refer to me as a "Slut" to her girlfriends. She makes a point of telling them how much time I spend on my knees. One time I heard her say to her girlfriend Candice, who had quite a reputation, "I'm surprised that Slut isn't on his knees eating your pussy. I'm not sure who has spent more time on their knees, you or him, but I know where he'll be later tonight. If you don't have plans, maybe he can take care of you too." Then she whispered something in Candy's ear. The next thing I hear is Candy telling Caroline that she'll be back, then we can leave.
At that point I see her grab Dave's hand and pull him towards the door. Dave drives a conversion van; we call it the "Shaggin Wagon." He leaves it unlocked and the only time it is locked is when someone is in there with whatever woman he has hooked up with. About an hour later Candy comes back, grabs Caroline and said it is time to leave.
We live about 5 minutes from the club we were at and of course Caroline is driving and Candy is in the front. Candy proceeds to recount the story of fucking Dave three times in the last hour. When we got home, Caroline asked me to make drinks while she and Candy sit down on the couch. There I was mixing a few gin and tonics, when she came up behind me, started kissing my neck, while unbuttoning my pants. In no time I was naked except for my panties. "Go give Candy her drink, I've got mine." I was I no position to argue and I walked out to Candy with her drink wearing only a pair of satin cheeky panties with lace trim and only straps covering my ass. The panties were a floral pattern, very sexy and very feminine. Candy thought I looked cute in them and had me model for her as she slowly took off her skirt. I could see the wet spot right there on the front of her black lace panties.
Candy then proclaimed, "His panties are sexier than mine. That's not fair."
