Panty Play Ch 03

Wayne here.

It was suggest to me by Lucie to tell my story of wanton bisexual, panty fetish debauchery.

For me, everything came together right after I graduated high school, like right after...Grad night to be specific....Walking home with my best friend, from a grad night party, to be even more specific.

"I can't believe you got with Francine," my buddy Brian blurted out.

To be honest, neither could I.

We'd been at the party for about an hour, I'd had a couple of beers and as the party was kind of dead, I was getting ready to find Brian and talk him into bailing.

"I'm bored," Francine said, suddenly appearing beside me.

"Me too," I replied as she grabbed my beer and took a drink.

Put simply, Francine was hot, five and a half feet tall, about one hundred and twenty pounds, big boobs, round butt, short brown hair and blue eyes.

"Do you like me?" she asked.

I nodded.

Reaching out, she ran her hand over my crotch.

"Do you want to...?"

I nodded again.

A chorus of "no way" and "this isn't actually happening" ran through my head as she took my hand and led me to one of the bedrooms.

"Lock the door," she told me.

I locked it and turned towards her, our mouths, met as she pressed her body against mine...Best kiss of my life.

Truth be told, she was only the third girl I'd ever kissed.

She took my hand again and led me to the king sized bed.

"Kiss me," she said sitting down.

I leaned in and kissed her again.

"Down there," she said, raising the front of her dress.

OH SHIT! My mind went off....This was really happening!

I knelt down as she raised her hips and slid her panties off and there it was, smooth lips and bushy on top...The very first pussy I'd ever seen, live and in person.

Small problem; I didn't have a clue what to do.

I wracked my brain, trying to remember every oral sex scene in the countless porno's I'd watched and whacked to...what they did and how they did it.

Leaning in, I caught the scent of her arousal. At the time I wondered if that's what they were supposed to smell like, but it didn't matter...I loved it.

Starting at the bottom of her wet slit, I slowly ran my tongue up one side and down the other, each time pausing at the top and gently grazing her clit. The little shake her body did each time my tongue passed her swollen nub, told me I was doing something right.

I'd read that slow and steady was what women wanted, but that same article warned that slow and steady can turn into boring and monotonous.

I began dipping my tongue inside of her a few times and flicking my tongue over her lips as I went up and down.

Whatever I was doing, I seemed to be doing it right. Her moans were getting more frequent and louder.

Wanting to make her cum, I concentrated on her clit, lightly rubbing it with the tip of my tongue.

"Oh that's good," she moaned. "A little harder."

I obliged the lady.

Francine's hips began rocking against my face. Her hands grasped my head, keeping me from moving away from her clit. Her legs began to shake and tremor rippled over her stomach. Her hips rocked towards my face one last time and she let out a low moan as she climaxed.

"My turn," she announced, before kissing me and getting up from the bed.

I took her spot on the bed and watched as she untied her wrap around dress and let it fall to the floor. My cock throbbed as she unclasped her pink bra and let it drop.

She was naked!

She was perfect!

Give me a break, she was the first girl I'd ever seen nude...Well not counting the time's I'd seen my mother nude coming out of the shower or walking in on her while she was changing.

"It's gonna be hard to suck it through your pants," she said, waking me up from my slack jawed trance.

Reluctantly, I unbuttoned my pants and slowly eased the zipper down.

"Sorry," I told her as I dropped my pants and sat back down on the bed.

"What are you sorry for?" she asked as she knelt down and ran her finger tips over my balls.

"I'm not very big," I answered.

"It looks fine to me," she whispered, wrapping her hand around it. "The perfect size to do this..."

I moaned as she swirled her tongue over the swollen head and took me in her mouth.

And just like that...I was getting my first blow job.

I couldn't believe how good it felt. Her tongue running up and down my shaft as her head moved up and down. She pulled away and made a show of licking the head as her free hand squeezed and pulled at my balls before taking me into her mouth again...I wasn't going to last long.

"Franc...I...you're gonna make me cum," I warned her, because I had read that it was the gentlemanly thing to do when a girl was about to get blasted with a days worth of cum.

Her only response was to moan around my cock, which of course set me off.

It was a struggle not to grab her head and fuck her mouth for all I was worth, but I held out because, once again I read that girls, in most situations, weren't too fond of that.

"Oh wow," I said as she laid down next to me on the bed. "That was incredible."

"You didn't do too bad yourself," she told me. "You take your time, I like that. Solid number two on my pussy licking scale."

"Who's number one?"

Why did I ask that?

"Norah," she answered.

"I thought those were just rumors," I said.

Why did I keep talking?

"As far as anyone is concerned, they are just rumors," she told me. "No one, but you, knows for sure. I'm bi and Norah is...well Norah."

I pulled her close and kissed her. Partially because I wanted to and partially because I didn't want to say something stupid like "Oh wow, that's hot."

"You're hard again," she said as she straddled me.

Locking her eyes on mine, she lined my cock up to her pussy and sank down.

"Mmmm, that feels so good," she moaned.

"God yeah," I moaned back.

"Touch my boobs," she demanded as she rode my cock.

Reaching up I held and squeezed them both.

"Lick them," she said, leaning them closer to my face.

I licked and sucked her plump nipples, first the right, then the left. The harder I sucked, the more she moaned.

"I...so good...," she panted, rocking her hips on my body.

I brought her nipples closer together each time I switched off until I could suck both of them at the same time.

"Oh...Don't stop..."

She ground her hips against me harder. Her pussy clenched around my cock, she started to shake, then moan as she climaxed.

As much as I wanted to feel the silky sleeve of her pussy around my cock all night, I couldn't hold out any longer. I moaned as I came too.

"I've wanted to do that with you for a long time," she told me as we laid together afterwards.

"Me too," I added.

"Why didn't you?" she asked. "I've been practically throwing myself at you since we did the chemistry lab together...but you didn't seem interested."

The inner cringe was strong when it came to the time we were partnered up in our science class.

Working side by side every day, being close enough to her that I could smell the strawberry scent of her shampoo, her full lips, occasionally feeling her boobs pressing against my arm as we mixed chemicals...All I can say is "thank God" for those stupid smocks we had to wear they hid my constant erection and there were a few times working so closely together that she would brush up against said boner...

"I wasn't sure if you liked me."

"I've always liked you," she told me. "I wasn't in a very good place then, I felt awkward and really unattractive, my face was always breaking out, I was still trying to get used to carrying these things around...."

She cupped her boobs.

"I'd catch you staring at me," she continued. "Or when your hard on would press against my butt or my leg...Damn I wanted you."

"I was scared and a little ashamed," I told her.

"About the size of your penis?"

I nodded.

"Has anyone complained about it before?"

"You were the first," I told her.

"I didn't complain about it," she said, sounding a little confused. "I love your cock. I loved it so much I came all over....Wait! Are you telling me...?"

"This...all of this," I confessed. "It was my first time."

"Oh my God," she exclaimed. "I wish you'd told me...That's awesome. I've never been someone's first before...Well, Norah...But I've never been a guys first."

"Norah was the first girl I ever kissed," I told her. "Back in the eighth grade."

"Yeah I remember," she laughed. "Steve Garrison and I were dancing right next you guys...I was the skinny girl, face full of pimples, no boobs...I also remember you two sneaking off and making out for the rest of the night. I was jealous."

"Of me or her?"

"I didn't know I was into her at that point," she told me. "I was pissed she got to kiss you."

She glanced over at the clock, we'd been hiding out in the room for a little over two hours.

"We should get dressed," she said getting up.

I watched as she stood, picked my boxer shorts up from the floor and started stepping into them.

"Um..Those are mine," I told her.

"We're trading," she said, handing me her pink, bikini panties. "When I drive home tonight and feel them pressing against me...I'll think of you and you can have mine and think of me."

"Okay," I agreed.

Without thinking, I quickly pulled them on.

"Oh wow," Francine chuckled. "I didn't think you'd wear them. I thought you'd keep them in your pocket or something."

Embarrassed, I started to take them off.

"Hold on, I'm kind of digging this," she stopped me. "Turn around."

I slowly turned around for her.

"I wish my but looked that nice in them," she said. "How do they feel? Do you like them?"

"I do, they feel nice. I like because they're yours."

"Keep them on," she suggested. "Make sure you're wearing them when you come over Wednesday night.My parents have classes at church on Wednesday, so I have the house to myself...We're going for round two."

We quickly finished getting dressed.

The party was winding down. I reluctantly turned down Francine's offer to drive me home as I'd come to the party with my buddy Brian (of whom she was not a fan) and I didn't feel right about ditching him.

She kissed me one last time when I walked her to her car, slow and deep, our bodies pressed tightly together.

"I can tell you like my underwear," she said as my erection pressed against her stomach. "Too bad numbnuts is right there...I'd let you feel how wet you make me."

To his credit, Brian was standing a respectful distance away from us.

"See you Wednesday."

I stood and watched the tail lights of her car disappear in the distance before turning back to Brian so we could make the trek to my house.

We walked in silence for about five minutes.

"I can't believe you got with Francine," my buddy Brian blurted out.

"Neither can I," I admitted.

"She is so fucking hot!" he exclaimed. "So is she your girlfriend now?"

"We didn't talk about that," I said.

"If you took your dick out, I'd suck it just because it's been inside her," he exclaimed.

Brian had a tendency to say stupid shit like that. He'd see a hot girl with her boyfriend and blurt out "She's so hot, I'd suck him just because it's been in her."

It might have been I was still horny or something about Francine being so comfortable about being bi coupled with I'd finally, actually been inside someone, I called him out on it.

"You always say that, but I know you'd never follow through," I told him.

"You want me to suck your cock?" he asked a hint of challenging in his voice.

"You're not turning this around on me," I told him as we got to his house. "You've been saying shit like that forever. If you want to, then say it, if you don't, then knock it off."

His parents were already asleep, so we had to be quiet as we raided the refrigerator for a couple of beers and climbed the stairs to his room. Once there, he sat down on his bed and I took his desk chair.

"I..um...kinda do," he told me. "I've wondered what it would be like."

Some confidence was carrying over from my earlier encounter. I set my beer aside, reached down to unbutton my pants and quickly unzipped.

"Are those panties?" he asked. "I didn't know you were into them too."

"Yeah they're Francine's," I told him. "We traded...What do you mean 'too'?"

"I sometimes use my Mom's," he answered.

"Use?" I asked. "How come you never told me?"

"Hard one to bring up...Did you know I like wearing and sniffing my Mom's panties?"

He had a point.

"Can I?" he asked.

"Sure," I answered, not sure what he was asking permission for.

Brian reached into his nightstand and pulled out a lacy, string bikini pair of panties. He quickly stood, dropped his pants and slid them on.

The small triangular patch of material was just enough to cup his balls and some of his rock hard cock, which was sticking out over the waistband.

"Nice," I said, reaching out and running my fingers from his panty covered balls and up his bare shaft.

I'd done it without thinking. I started to pull my hand away but the way his body shook as he pushed his hips towards my hand, I kept touching him, even wrapping my hand around his cock and stroking it.

"Now you," he said.

Pulling my shirt off as I stood then dropping my pants I found myself, for the second time that night, standing in front of someone in a pair of pink panties.

"Nice," he said.

Closing the small gap between us, Brian cupped my cock and balls his hand as our mouths met.

I was kissing my best friend! I won't lie; I was excited and disgusted at the same time. Excitement quickly won out over disgust and I began kissing him back and hard as he was kissing me.

"Lay down," he said, shifting me to his bed.

With me on my back and Brian on top of me, I really loved feeling our cocks pressed against each others. He kissed me again, which by then I was getting used to, before working his way down...my neck, my nipples, my stomach...finally down to my panty covered cock.

"You're not going to tell anyone, are you?" he asked.

"What am I going to say?" I replied. "Hey everyone, Brian and I spent Grad Night in panties sucking each other's cocks..."

"You're going to suck mine?" he asked.

"Of course," I said as matter of factly as I could.

Telling the truth, I was kind of looking forward to it.

Hooking his fingers in the waistband of my panties, he pulled them down and hooked them under my balls. He did the same with his.

Pressing his hard cock against mine, he wrapped his hand around both and started stroking.

"I saw this once and wanted to try it," he explained as his cock and hand slid back and forth over mine.

"I like it," I told him.

"Good, we're going to have to do it more next time."

He released our cocks and lowered his head.

"I can smell her on your cock," he said.

"Uh..That's not just her," I felt it was right to warn him. "I came inside her."

"So?" he asked.

For the second time that night...Hell for the second time in my life, my cock was in someone's mouth.

His style differed from Francine's by being more urgent. It felt like he was fucking my cock with his mouth. He pulled his mouth away a few times, stroking me as he licked the head or my balls.

I wasn't going to last very long.

"Stop," I told him. "I don't want to cum yet."

He pulled his mouth off of me, looking a little disappointed.

"Stand up," I told him.

The times I'd fantasized about sex with a guy, specifically, sucking a guy's cock. I'd always pictured it with me on my knees.

Kneeling in front of Brian, I took a minute to really look at his cock.

I'd seen it hundreds of times, school locker rooms, changing at our houses in front of each other...But I'd never seen it hard...I have to admit, it was impressive...pretty much everything I wanted mine to be.

He was at least a couple of inches longer than me, but and yes it did make me feel better about myself, he was only a little thicker.

A drop of precum formed at the tip. Wrapping my hand around his rigid shaft, I stuck my tongue out and licked it off. Another quickly formed and I licked that off to. I loved the way the flaring head of his cock felt under my tongue.

Deciding it was "now or never" I parted my lips and let Brian's cock slide into my mouth.

I have to admit, it felt good in my mouth.

I tried to emulate what I'd seen in countless videos, I licked his shaft, stroked him as I licked the underside of his swollen head, played, licked and sucked on his balls. I really loved wrapping my hand around his shaft as he thrust his hips fucking my mouth.

His legs began to shake, I was grateful for that because it was the only warning I received before he made one last thrust and cum filled my mouth.

"Give me some warning next time," I told him as I licked his softening cock clean.

He made some pretty decent amends by sitting me down on his bed, kneeling between my legs and sucked me until I came...Yes I gave him a warning.

Both of us were pretty wrung out by then and we called it a night. Not wanting to take a chance of his Mom checking on us in the middle of the night or the next morning and having her find us in girls' underwear, we crawled into his bed naked.

Somehow our eighteen year old brains thought getting caught sharing a bed nude would be more explainable.

The next morning, I woke to the dual sensations of Brian grinding his hard cock against my ass while his hand stroked my hard cock.

"Feels good," I told him.

"Want to....?" he asked, rubbing his cock between my cheeks.

"I'm not ready for that," I told him.

"No, the cock to cock thing," he told me.

This time he was on his back and I was kneeling between his spread legs.

Gripping my shaft, I ran the head of my cock over his balls, up one side of his pole then down the other and rubbing the heads together.

Laying my cock on top of his, I wrapped my hand around both of us and started began stroking. It was nice and fun, but Brian was definitely enjoying it more than I was. He grabbed a bottle of baby oil from his nightstand and squirted a generous amount on my hand and our cocks.

My slick hand sliding over our now slick cocks was starting to feel pretty good to me and seemed to be taking Brian to a whole new level.

Brian moaned and thrust against my hand as his cock spewed cum all over my hand and his stomach.

I released his cock so I could concentrate on my own with my baby oil and cum slick hand....That felt really good! Having someone watch me jack off added to the excitement.

Brian made it even better when he reached into his nightstand and produced an as yet unseen pair of his Mom's panties.

"She wore them a couple of days ago," he said, handing them to me.

I was holding a pair of Bonnie's panties!

To make things more exciting, I'd seen her wearing them before. One time, she bent over to pick something up and the waistband was visible. The other, better time, I was over early one morning, she was wearing a short robe and not being overly careful about how she was sitting at the kitchen breakfast bar.

I got a good long look at them stretched over her hairy, I could see hairs escaping around the crotch, pussy.

I held the crotch to my nose and inhaled.

"She smells good, doesn't she?" Brian asked. "They were really damp when I found them in the hamper. They tasted good too."

It was too much for me to hear, with a grunt I blew my load so hard the first couple of shots sailed and caught him in the face.

"Give me some warning next time," he laughed, wiping my cum off his cheek and chin before licking his fingers clean.

Walking home from Brian's, I couldn't believe everything that had happened in less than twenty four hours. I'd received oral sex from two people, made a girl cum by eating her pussy, made a guy cum by sucking his cock. I'd lost my virginity; I masturbated in front of someone. I'd worn a pair of panties and sniffed another...