Panty Play

"Really? You'd let me do that?"

That was not the response I expected from Don, my husband of twenty years. To be honest, I expected something a little more "Are you kidding me? No way. What kind of pervert do you think I am?" from him...Maybe not that harsh, but defiantly not the excited, almost exuberant response I got.

I have a fairly specific system when it comes to underwear. I've always found a style I like then bought ten pairs in assorted colors. I would wear them until they got ratty, throw them all out and buy another ten.

It was a hold out from my single, apartment laundry room days. Being I'm not a chick that likes to go commando, it forced me to do my laundry on a fairly regular basis.

Don and I'd been married for six months, when I did a panty purge and splurge. I'd received some Victoria's Secret gift cards for my birthday, Christmas and I even got a couple at my bridal shower, so I went shopping.

I strayed from my normal, one style in different colors a bit. I ended up with all different styles, thongs, bikini and boy shorts.

Don was eager to see a pair on me when I got home.

It became a "our thing" thing with us. I would model each pair I bought, one by one. Sometimes showing them off wearing a blouse, some pairs would get displayed with me in a bra, other times I'd be topless.

It was a huge turn on for me, coming out of the bedroom, seeing Don sitting in a chair, watching as I strutted towards him.

The first time he did that was the first time I put on my little fashion show for him. We were on the third pair. His cock had been hard and tenting his pants from the beginning. I stepped out of the bedroom, topless. I gave my boobs a shake and I guess that was enough for him.

I stood shocked watching him undo his pants, fish his erection out and started stroking it.

It's not like I didn't know he masturbated, I mean everyone does. My personal favorite jilling time was in the shower or bath tub...But in the two years we'd been a couple, I'd never seen him do it or seen any evidence he's done it. But there he was, slowly sliding his hand up and down his cock...watching me!

My clit tingled as I put a little more bounce in my step walking towards him. As with the first two pairs, I stood, my legs slightly spread...presenting my bulging crotch to him...Yes I have a pretty pronounced case of FUPA, no matter how skinny I get. As he did the first two times, he reached out...this time with his left hand because his right one was a little busy...and ran his finger tips from my belly button to my overheated pussy. A quiet moan escaped my lips as my hips rocked forward under his fingers. I turned around and felt his hand caress my round bottom through the soft material.

I made sure to put some extra swing in my hips as I walked back to the bedroom for the next pair.

Catching a glimpse in the mirror, I saw I'd soaked through and the lilac colored briefs had turned a deep purple.

I decided to put on a real show, as I pulled the pink pair up my legs.

When I stepped back out again, Don's pants were around his ankles and he was still stroking at a slow, steady pace.

"Seeing you touch yourself really turns me on," I told him as I ran my hands over my naked boobs. "Does it turn you on to see me play with my tits?"

I held them in my palms, pinching and pulling on my hard nipples with my fingers.

"Yes," he panted.

"Want to see something no one has ever seen me do?"

He nodded.

I raised my left boob to my face and began kissing my way along it until I reached my nipple and teased it with the underside of my tongue.

"I also like sucking on them," I told him before clamping my lips around my right nipple.

I noisily sucked and licked both my nipples for him.

"You liked that, didn't you?" I asked, watching his balls bounce as his hand continued stroking as I stepped towards him. "Should I start doing it more often?"

"Please," he moaned.

"You know what else I like doing?" I asked, pulling away from his hand away as he reached out to me.

I eased my hand down my flat tummy...Yeah it was pretty flat when I was twenty three. My fingers slid under the waistband of the panties and kept travelling until I touched my swollen clit.

"I love playing with my pussy," I told him as my fingers roamed up and down my lips.

"Watching you stroke your cock has me so wet right now."

His stroking became more urgent.

"Mmmm it feels so good," I teased as I pressed my index and middle finger inside me. "On days when you leave early...This is what I do when I first wake up...I reach between my legs...Lightly touch the tip of my clit...Then when I'm nice and wet, I'll slide a finger or two in my pussy and slowly finger fuck myself...When I can't stand it anymore, I'll pull my fingers out....And rub myself until I cum...Once I'm done cumming, I lick my juices off my fingers...."

I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked them clean.

The very familiar groan and grunt from Don was my cue to look down. A fountain of cum exploded from his cock, spraying his chest, stomach, some got on my leg and the rest settled in his lap.

"My turn," I told him as I began pulling the crotch of my panties aside.

My original thought was to throw a leg over his shoulder and let Don work some magic with his tongue, but I decided I wanted to make myself cum in front of him.

Hooking my thumbs in the waist band, I let the panties drop to the floor. Turning around, I spread my legs and bent over so he could see me finger myself from behind.

My fingers teased my clit back and forth...side to side. Don planted kisses on my round cheeks as he caressed and squeezed. I was well on my way to a pretty big climax when I felt something slick and wet rub against my....well you know...my butthole. At first I thought it was his finger...but the way it softly wriggled against me... Oh my God!...It was Don's tongue.

He surprised me. He'd never even touched me there before. Actually, other than me washing and my doctor, no one had ever touched me there.

To be honest, I never had the slightest interest in anal play and would have told Don to stop, except it felt sooo good.

I was about to tell him I was close to cumming when he surprised me again.

There was no time for me to speak, his tongue pushed inside of me and I climaxed so hard my knees tried to buckle.

"Is that a new thing?" I asked him afterwards. "Or just something you hadn't done with me?"

"New thing," Don told me. "I'd never even thought about doing it. But the way you were bent over...It was just out there and it seemed like the thing to do."

"I was talking about you stroking your cock for me," I said before kissing him.

I have to admit, there was an extra perverse thrill as our tongues touched.

"I couldn't help it," he told me.

"I really liked it," I told him. "I want to do that, actually both, more."

That night changed the dynamic of our sex lives. It made us both more willing to share desires with each other and over the years led to some fun kinks.

And yes I tried rimming the very next morning when Don got out of the shower.

He was standing at the bathroom sink, nude shaving when I came in, knelt behind him, spread his cheeks and ran my tongue over his....well you know...butthole. I didn't hate doing it, so I did it again. His moans told me he was enjoying it as much as I did the night before, so I kept going... I had no idea then, as I wrapped my hand around his thick, hard cock and stroked him until his cum splattered over the bathroom counter, that I had given my very first, rusty trombone...I don't know if it was even called that way back then.

Anal licking, turned into a lot of anal play, you know, fingers up the old butt. That of course led to anal sex and yes it did surprise me how much I loved a good hard...well you know...butt fucking. Give this girl a couple of shots of tequila, bend her over, fuck her hard, remember there are bonus points for pulling my hair and she's in heaven!

What surprised me more what how much Don liked anal sex. Not just fingers or tongues or...well you know...butt fucking me. Vibrators, butt plugs and yes we have a few matching "his and hers" plugs and most of all pegging him, with fat dildo. So much so that the first time I did him from behind...Mmmm him on all fours, me grabbing his hips and thrusting in and out of him with my brand new strap on...Damn that turned me on! It turned him on too, so much so that without touching his cock in the slightest he jizzed all over my favorite comforter.

Okay, time to get to the more recent past...

Panty splurge season was upon me. The cotton briefs I'd been wearing were getting a little worn...

Yeah I know super sexy "granny panties"...what was I thinking?

But bad choices for undies aside, I'd been online checking out a new style and very much looking forward to modeling my new batch for Don. I'd narrowed it down to a couple of choices.

As luck would have it, I found exactly what I was looking for in the women's locker room at the gym.

I'd finished my work out and being all sweaty and stinky, I was getting ready to hit the shower, when a woman chose the locker next to mine.

I'd noticed her before, mainly because she and I had roughly the same body type. She was a few years younger than me, was a little tighter and less droopy in places than I was...Basically her body looked like mine did when I was in my thirties.

Her soft, round bottom was pointed my way as she pulled her pants off and I couldn't help but stare.

One, it made me miss my in my thirties butt and two the maroon thong she was wearing accentuated her curves perfectly. They weren't "g-stringy" there was a decent amount of material between her cheeks, but not so much they'd be uncomfortable and they rode nicely on her hips and had a fairly high waist...something my forty year old tummy was starting to need.

I was getting ready to ask her where she got them when I noticed that she noticed me staring at her.

"I'm sorry, I just really like your panties," I explained.

It sounded like a more reasonable excuse in my head than it did when I said it out loud.

"I...just...they look comfortable," I said, trying to dig myself out of the hole I'd dug. I pointed to the almost ratty, briefs I was wearing and added, "I'm needing an upgrade."

"You'll love these," she said, sliding them down her legs and handing them to me. "Feel how soft they are."

My mind jumbled for a moment as I held her thong. She'd just handed me her panties! There were another woman's damp panties in my hand! They were very soft though! Looking over to her standing in front of me and seeing her smooth, bald pussy, it dawned on me why they were damp...

Soft, silky panties had the same effect on her as they did on me when I shaved and spent all day feeling them lightly teasing my pussy.

She'd creamed her panties and I was touching it!

Well if I had a penis, it would have been rock hard and tenting my granny panties at that moment.

I do have a clitoris and it was rock hard, tingling. I'd never seriously entertained the desire to be with another woman before. Sure I'd fantasies a time or two when Don was going down on me that it was a woman licking me. I also had the reoccurring desire to eat a woman's pussy while Don fucked me from behind and I may have gotten myself off a time or twenty fantasizing about being in a sixty nine with a woman, licking her while Don takes her doggy style....Until then, they'd just been fleeting fantasies never anything I ever wanted to actually pursue.

But, as I fondled her underwear, looking at her naked pussy, if this woman had so much as touched the back of my head I would have buried my face between her legs and munched her muffin for the rest of the night.

"I got them on Amazon," she said, snapping me out of my bisexual trance.

After noting the brand, I handed them back to her.

"Thanks," I told her, as she pulled on her work out shorts, sans panties.

Due to the fear of getting carried away as I washed between my legs I decided to pass on the gym showers.

I quickly got dressed and went to my car.

There were thoughts of jamming my hand down the front of my pants and jilling one out while the vision of her smooth pussy and feel of her soggy panties was fresh in my mind, but common sense prevailed.

I made a mental note to take my car in and get tinted windows.

Even still, I couldn't keep my hands off myself on my drive home. Somehow...my blouse got unbuttoned and my hand found its way inside...since my fingers were there anyway, it seemed stupid not to pinch and pull at my nipples while I drove.

"Good you're naked," I said bursting through our front door, pulling at my own clothes.

"Thanks?" Don said, looking up from the paperwork he'd been reading.

"Cock in me now!" I ordered, getting down on my hands and knees, pointing my ass in his direction.

Don, being the dutiful husband he is, knelt behind me, stroked his cock to a passable erection and pushed it inside me.

"Wow you are wet," he exclaimed as his cock stretched my pussy. "What brought that on?"

Putting it crudely, he pumped my slick slit at a quick, steady and perfect pace while I told him about my locker room panty encounter.

"....I'm sorry hon," I moaned as I wound the story up. "If she had asked, I would have totally eaten her pussy."

His thrusts started coming faster and harder hearing that.

"You're imagining she's lying in front of you right now, aren't you?" he asked as he reached around and his fingers found my swollen clit.

Damn the man knew me!

"It's not taking much imagination," I moaned. "I can still smell her pussy on my hands."

"I'm surprised you're not licking them," he grunted.

Damn, why hadn't I thought of that?

His fingers moved faster on my clit and as my fingers slid into my mouth. In reality, they didn't taste like much, but the thought of licking the fingers that rubbed the crotch of another woman's panties was enough to bring me to an embarrassingly loud, shuddering climax.

The way Don was slamming his hips into me and moaning, I knew he was close to cumming too.

"Cum in my mouth," I cried out.

Don immediately pulled his cock out of me, I quickly turned my body around and clamped my lips around his rigid, goopy cock. Knowing the mood I seemed to be in, Don grabbed the back of my head; thrust his hip and started fucking my mouth. He went a little easier on my mouth than the pounding he'd given my pussy, but not by much.

I gagged and choked as his Lucie cream flavored cock pulsed shot after shot of cum down my throat.

"That was, unexpected," he laughed as he caught his breath.

Don, because he's a hard core nudist who really only wears clothes when he has to, stayed naked, which I never had a problem with.

I on the other hand preferred having something on. Sometimes it was as little as a tee shirt and no pants or vice versa, a pair of panties and topless. It's not like I was opposed to running around naked. Over the years we'd gone to nude beaches, naturist clubs and I am all over being as naked as anyone else, but I feel more comfortable with something covering at least some part of me.

I caught a whiff of myself as I started stepping into my panties and remembered in my haste to leave the gym and get a big, fat cock in me, I hadn't showered and the combination of gym sweat, sex sweat, Don's and my own juices drying around my mouth...I was a little ripe.

"I'm going to take a shower," I announced.

"You want company?" Don asked.

The way we rolled, "company" meant one of two things, either Don wanted to join me getting all soapy, rubbing against each other or he wanted to watch me wash, while stroking his cock...Both were tempting, but I figured we needed to save something for later.

"I think I'll go solo this time," I told him.

"Fine," Don said in a false pout. "I guess I'll go get dinner ready."

Looking at the mirror once I got to our bathroom, I decided, with my new panties on the way, the bush had to go.

It's not that I was exceptionally hairy I kept her trimmed on a regular basis, so the electric clippers we kept under the bathroom counter made quick work of what was there...and made my pussy tingle while I did it.

I won't bore you with a long drawn out description of how the razor made my pussy shiny and smooth or how I had to do the very awkward and un-lady like, yoga squat to make sure my...well you know....butthole was as hairless as I could make it. But I will assure you by the time I got done making myself cum with the hand held shower massager, I was completely hairless from my toes to my nose.

Drying off, I threw on a silky short robe and joined Don in the kitchen.

Don, clad only in an apron, was putting the finishing touches on dinner. I sat on one of the barstools with my knees slightly parted.

Sure he tried to play it cool and pretend not to notice my new look, but his penis gave him away.

"I'm glad you like," I told him, eyeing his erection.

"It's a good look for you," he laughed. "Did your new friend look that good?"

"I have to admit, yes she did," I answered. "She looked quite tasty."

"I'm kind of surprised you didn't do it," he told me.

"First of all, I'm married and I don't cheat," I started. "Yes same sex, sex is cheating. So remember that if you and one of your buddies ever decide to trade blowjobs."

"I'll keep it in mind," he assured me.

"Have you ever been actually tempted?" I asked.

We'd discussed fantasies a lot over the years and I knew he was curious, but going by my own experience, it's a pretty big jump from "bi curious" to "bi serious".

"It's crossed my mind a time or two," he answered.

"Why didn't you?"

"Because I'm married."

"Good answer," I laughed. "But to continue, second, I don't know that she was trying to seduce me...right there in the locker room, where anyone could see. She might have just been weirdly over friendly and helpful. I'm not really up on girl to girl seductions, the only other woman to ever come on to me was Gloria and she was a little more direct."

"Back to your bi urges," I said to Don. "And don't embellish like you're trying to make me cum, but what are they?"

"I guess the usual," he slowly started. "When we're at a beach or the nudist club or even the gym, I will see a guy with a nice cock and wonder."

"Wonder about what?" I asked.

Yeah the thought was turning me on.

"I wonder what it would be like to suck it," he answered. "Have him suck mine. Rub them against each other. Maybe even fuck."

"You want a guy to fuck you?" I asked quickly.

Yeah, my clit was tingling.

"Want is kind of a strong term," he answered. "But I'd like to do it. See how different it feels from when you do it to me."

That made my clit throb.

"So you'd do it?"

"In the right circumstances," Don told me. "I would."

"You know that really turns me on," I confessed.

He nodded.

"You know I really want you to come over here and shove that big cock in my bald pussy, right?"

He nodded again as I spread my legs and toyed with my swollen clit.

"Have you pound me, right here, right now," I continued teasing. "Feel my pussy cum all over your hard cock."

I watched his erection twitch under the apron.

I let my fingers drift down to my....well you know...butthole.

"I even shaved here," I said, rubbing my finger around the puckery ring. "I bet, after you make me cum, you'd love to finish off in my butt."

"I'd love that."

I could see that Don was catching on to where I was going with all of this.

"You know I'm not going to let you...Right?"

"I figured so," he laughed.

"I ordered those panties on my way home," I told him, still teasing my clit. "They'll be here Friday....Imagine how hard you'll be when I show them off to you and how good it will feel when you finally cum in my mouth...or my pussy...between my tits or I may even let you do me in the butt....You'd like that, wouldn't you?"