This series of stories are all standalone so can be read in any order. They are about my favourite fantasy -- my first time wearing, or first time caught wearing panties. Obviously then they include lingerie wearing men and the consequences may include cuckolding, creampie eating or cock sucking men. If this may offend you I suggest you stop now ... otherwise please read on and enjoy. I do appreciate your comments and constructive feedback.
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At 25 I had had a reasonable number of sexual experiences, but none for over a year. Mainly because I'd realised things about myself and hadn't found a girl I felt strongly enough about to want to risk telling her.
It really began in my teens. When I was about 12 my mother was a little on the big size but not fat. By the time I was 15 she had got a lot bigger. The interesting thing though was that it definitely didn't have a negative impact on her relationship with dad. In fact things got even better! Now she changed from floral full briefs to very sexy (even if they were big sizes) bikini briefs. Her poly cotton nighties with the cute pictures were replaced with nylon nighties that were so short you couldn't help but see her panties.
I started having wet dreams about mum. Interestingly in my dreams she always still wore the full briefs but the nylon nighties. I loved Sunday's as mum never changed out of her nightie all day. I always had a wet dream on Sunday night!
When I was 18 mum did a big cleanout of her lingerie drawer which was packed full since dad was always buying her new ones. She dumped the whole lot on the lounge room floor and went through them. I sat there pretending to watch TV but really carefully watching her fold the ones she wanted to keep.
There was a big pile to go out ... it include 6 pairs of floral full briefs in a size she had no hope of fitting in anymore, along with some old bikinis. A few old nighties also were in that pile. She bagged them up and was about to take them out to the bin. "I'll do that Mum," I offered, grabbing the bag from her and heading for the door.
As I headed out the front door and towards the bin I slid my hand in and felt the panties. They felt so good! I quickly rummaged through them and grabbed out the six full briefs and a nightie. I threw the others in the bin then quickly hid the ones I'd kept under my mattress.
That night I wore panties for the first time. I came quicker and harder than ever before. I was hooked! The only problem was how to wash mum's (or rather my) cum stained panties. To minimise the problem I usually pulled the panties down before I came ... but that was never as good.
Six months later I moved to the city to go to University. Mum and Dad had a one bedroom apartment that they now let me move into. From that day I came in my panties every time. It was also about this time I started reading panty wearing men stories -- while wearing panties of course!
I also started wearing nighties; first the one of mum's then my own as I started buying my own lingerie.
So although I had a few girlfriends with whom I had "normal" sex I never really enjoyed it very much. Masturbating in my panties was more fun than that type of relationship, but I couldn't bring myself to tell any of these girls about my panty fetish ... or the fact I wanted to be their sexual slave. So at 24 I gave up dating until I found the right girl.
Then a few months ago Karen moved into the other apartment on my level. I think all of the other single men were disappointed. Lisa who moved out was about 5' 10" -- and most of it leg, and was very sexy in a conventional view. Karen was just under 5' but probably weighed twice as much as Lisa had. So she was short and plump.
Unlike Lisa though who lived in skin tight jeans, Karen always wore short dresses. With the poor design of the stairs this meant with careful planning when following her up the stairs to our level a panty sighting was guaranteed. She wore floral cotton just like me! Hers were bikinis compared to my full briefs but I suddenly had a new subject for my fantasies ... and wet dreams which again became very frequent. You see my fantasy mistress only allowed me one orgasm every three or four days -- so that was all I allowed myself when masturbating.
But going to bed in that state imagining Karen catching me and enslaving me meant numerous wet dreams. That of course reset the masturbation clock too -- at least another three days! In fact it had been just over two months since my last complete wank when the incidents I'm about to tell you about occurred.
I arrived home just in time to see Karen heading up the stairs. Rather than collecting my mail I followed. Her dress was quite long today ... but suddenly I sighted white silk under it. She was wearing a slip, something I'd never seen on her but enjoyed the sight of on other woman. On Karen though it immediately generated a huge hard-on. Suddenly I wanted to go out and buy myself a slip. I would this weekend I thought. Another major wet dream that night! This time a more detailed description went into my diary since I could vividly remember the dream and it was a slightly different one.
Karen and I had talked a few times and got on very well. But even more than with other girls I was worried about going the next step. After all she lived here too and could easily tell all the other people in the block about my fetish.
The block had a shared laundry in the basement. But my mother doesn't think it is hygienic so has me bring my laundry home once a fortnight. That just leaves my lingerie to be washed! I'm always very careful to make sure once I put my washing on I hang around so nobody can see what I'm washing. And I use a basket with a lid that covers my lingerie as I go up and down the stairs.
Then I made my mistake. I'd had a few beers when I decided to do my washing. Another tenant came down and put their washing in the second machine shortly after I started. Then Karen came down. I told her mine would be another twenty five minutes and she said she'd be back then.
A few minutes I realised I desperately needed to pee. I knew I had plenty of time before the load finished so wasn't worried about Karen opening the machine. But back in my room the phone rang and I answered it. Big mistake. It was mum wanting to tell me about the cruise dad had just booked. Then dad got on the phone and was telling me how he couldn't wait to see mum in all the new lingerie he had bought her. He certainly thought she was incredibly sexy and I had to agree. But I desperately needed to get back to my own sexy lingerie!
I'd been gone for 30 minutes though. I raced down to the laundry, arriving just as the tenant who had been using the other machine walked out with his washing. I walked in so see the machine he had been using standing open and empty. The one I had been using was running!
Then I saw Karen sitting there with a huge smile on her face. My basket was sitting next to her with the lid closed. "Can I ask you a couple of questions?" she asked me.
I went bright red but nodded.
"You do wear the lingerie don't you? You're not going to try and tell me it's somebody else's are you?"
"No. It's all mine," I told her.
"Second question. Do you really peek up my short dresses when you follow me up the stairs? Julie (who lives on the next floor up) reckons you do. But when I watched you follow her I didn't think you tried even though her dress was shorter than mine!" Karen added.
Even redder now. "Yes. I do. You wear very nice panties. I don't like black ones and that is all Julie wears so I gave up peeking up her dress! The slip you wore yesterday was awesome too!"
Karen closed her eyes for a second. Then she continued,"Possibly the final question, depending on your answer. While wearing your panties would you rather a.) be sucking a cock b.) be licking pussy or c.) play with yourself?" she asked.
I nearly came in my own panties right there! "Definitely b) licking pussy!" I told her, "Unless of course my Mistress wanted to watch me suck her boyfriend off or wank for her in which case a) or c) would also be fine!"
Karen shuddered. "You just made me cum in my panties!"
"I damn near came in my own too!" I told her.
"It seems you are kinky enough to suit my need! And since you're not gay and clearly don't have a girlfriend you can be my pussy licker until further notice. No fucking at least not yet as I only fuck men I love which will take a little while to be sure about. But you will lick my pussy whenever I ask unless you want me to tell everyone what you were washing. So go back to your apartment and get properly dressed for me. I'll be there in twenty minutes. Any objections?" she asked.
"No! Definitely not! Anything in particular you saw that you want to see me in?" I asked, leaking pre cum into my panties.
