Men Wearing Panties, Pantyhose, And Lingerie
Submitted Stories
Title: Phone Sex Mistress
I was wearing my favorite outfit (satin prom dress, thigh high stockings, satin panties, satin bustier, high heels, all pink) and stroking my cock as I listened to the phone sex domme on the other end of the phone.
"You want to take that cock up your ass, don't you, sissy?" she taunted me playfully. "Run your hands up and down your dress like a slut and make me want to fuck you with this strap-on!"
I was so excited, leaking precum like crazy so my panties were soaked with it. My eyes were closed so I never saw my wife walk in. Don't know how long she was listening to my "yes mistress" and "please let me suck your cock mistress" responses. She grabbed the phone, her hands shaking with anger. Somehow she spoke calmly and explained that she was my mistress. They talked for at least five minutes, my wife getting the woman to explain everything I'd asked for, what I professed to crave but not get "at home".
A little part of me thought that maybe my fantasy was about to come true, that my wife would blossom into the domme she'd never agreed to be and sate my kinky urges. She'd accepted my panty wearing, even in bed with her, but had never wanted to hear about my more interesting desires.
She hung up the phone and glared at me.
"How could you with another woman?" she asked in a strained whisper. I opened my mouth but knew that she wasn't really asking for a response. I'd confessed to her once that I enjoyed phone sex with dommes when I was single and she'd immediately told me that that would be adultery in her book if I ever did it during our marriage. I'd sworn not to, but obviously, I'd broken that promise.
She began to pace in the room, leaving me sitting there in my panties with a softened cock.
"You promised me. You swore that if I put up with your panty-wearing, that was it. But I knew. I know you bought dresses and heels. I didn't say anything. You bought things from the adult toy store. I held my tongue."
"But this is too far. I can't accept this, Mark."
I finally tried to say something, to calm her and rescue our marriage. But she cut me off.
"What kind of perv are you?!?" She opened my closet and pulled out my "secret" box of toys, dumping it out on the bed. "All these dildos, every one looks like a cock! You want to suck real cocks, that's obvious."
She spotted the strap-on dildo and picked it up. "You didn't expect me to wear this, did you? Who did you get it for?" Again, she wasn't listening and I knew it wouldn't help to explain that I did get it in hopes she might use it on my someday.
She was quite for a minute and then turned to me. Her eyes were sad but her face was set in a serious tone.
"This is what you want, huh? This is what you want more than anything, is that right?"
Now I knew the answer should have been no, but sitting there all dolled up and sissified, I could only confess... yes.
She turned away and I couldn't see her face. She took a long look at all my toys, picking them up and examining them. Finally, she picked up the red ball gag from my stash and walked up to me. She held it in front of my mouth.
I didn't know what was going to happen, but I followed my cravings and opened my mouth. She worked the ball in roughly and strapped it around my head. I could feel my cock growing in my wet, cold panties and her rough treatment was even more of a turn-on.
She led me to the bed and handcuffed me to the bedpost. I gripped the bedpost with both hands.
She walked out of the room and I waited in almost quivering anticipation for who knows how long before she returned. She sat on the edge of the bed next to me.
"Lay across my lap," she said calmly. I eagerly complied, my excitement driving any worries from my head. A real woman was making my fantasies come true. I laid over her jeans, my dress getting a little bunched up, but I couldn't fix it with no free hand.
She pulled up the skirt of my dress and the taffeta petticoat to reveal my satin panty covered ass. She laid a hand on my bottom. I ached for her to caress and squeeze my bottom through my panties but she chose to spank me. After only a few swats my cock was rock hard and pressing through my panties against her jeans.
The spanking got faster and harder, not playful but serious. I loved every jolt of impact and the quickly rising stinging heat of my cheeks. She yanked my panties down below my cheeks and continued against my bare ass. I was moaning now and my cock was leaking a lot of precum. Just when I thought I would start crying from the pain, she pushed me off her lap. She put a blindfold over my eyes and then yanked my panties down to my ankles.
Her cool fingers wrapped around my shaft and she began to methodically jerk me off. She didn't explore or caress, just jerking me like I do to myself alone. It took only moments before I moaned and I felt cum shooting out of my cock. I don't know where it went but I hoped it wasn't messing up the carpet. She really milked me good, finally letting go of my half-hard cock.
I felt her fingers at my lips, removing the ball gag. I eagerly licked off little bits of cum from them.
Next I felt a cockdildo at my lips. It was as soft as a real pen1s, one of the two I'd spent a lot of money for. I knew that it looked real and had balls hanging from its base. Didn't know if it was the one that had a reservoir you could pump to make the cock cum or not but they both had moveable foreskins. I'd sucked it with great pleasure countless times on my own, but having her slowly push it into my mouth was even more amazing.
She moved it in and out, fucking my mouth slowly with the soft flesh around a rigid core. I felt it push in further and then a piece of satin wrap around my head, holding the cock in my mouth. I could still breathe, but my mouth was filled.
"Suck it like you want to, sissy," she said calmly. I worked at it in my mouth, sucking and licking, letting it slip into my throat a little and then pushing it back out. After a minute of this performance I felt her fingers around my cock again, only this time I felt her kissing my cockhead. I was fully erect in seconds and moans as I slid into her mouth. She'd always been amazing at giving blowjobs, though she professed to not like to do it often. For me, I'd never had better, knowing how to suck and lick, stroke and kiss. Her hand worked the bottom of my shaft while her mouth devoured my sensitive head.
I kept sucking the dildo in my mouth as I enjoyed her sucking of me. My knees got a little weak with the pleasure and soon enough, she had me ready to cum. She removed her mouth and got me off with her firm hand again. I groaned as my balls clenched tight to pump out even more white cum, load after load after load until I felt I was going to fall over.
She let me rest sitting on the edge of the bed. I heard her rummaging in the pile of toys on the bed and I wondered vaguely how long this would go on. I was usually good for one cum a night, two if we were really horny. Looked like I was going to be pushed to my limits.
I heard her jeans unzip and the rustle of clothing. Then her hands against my hair as she pulled her panties over my head, pushing her worn crotch against my nose, incidentally driving the dildo in my mouth deeper. I breathed in like a drowning man, reveling in the feeling of her warm satin around my head. To my amazement, my cock showed a glimmer of life.
I heard her messing with more things and then felt her getting on the bed behind me. She had me climb on the bed until I was kneeling, facing the bedpost I was cuffed to. My panties were still around my ankles and I enjoyed what vague bondage that presented.
She bent me over until my torso was being held horizontal by my hands braced against the bedpost. My dress was pulled up again and then the petticoat. I flinched as I felt a dollop of cold lube hit my asscrack and ooze down toward my hole. I felt her fingernail first, then her finger carefully push the lube inside me and rub it all around inside and out. I moan again around the cock in my mouth and sucked it more as she penetrated me.
A second finger was added quickly and a third as soon as I'd relaxed enough to easily accept the second. I was pushing back against her, eager for what I dreamt was coming. I was not disappointed.
I felt the softness of the dildo's head and smiled around the one in my mouth. She'd used the other expensive one. The cock pushed and probed me until it slid right in. I could feel the shifting skin on it around the solid invading shaft. I moaned louder as I felt the cock go in deep, its hanging balls brush my own and the leather of the strapon harness touch my skin with her inside.
She didn't mess around, but began a slow, steady fucking of my ass. I could enjoy every sensation of being fucked, invaded by a cock over and over again. I knew if I could see her, in a mirror or something, that I'd see a gorgeous woman deflowering a sissy.
It didn't take long before I was bucking back against her as hard as she was thrusting into me. I moaned over and over around the cock in my mouth as I took her cock. With all this stimulation, my cock was reviving, but I knew it would take awhile to even get near orgasm.
I started pulling on the hand cuffs, eager to feel their contrictive embrace. That caused her to stop. She pulled out and proceeded to tie my upper arms to my sides using a satin bra around my whole torso. She took some of me lingerie and tied my wrists together. She used panties over my heels and ankles until my feet were bound. Then, without a pause, she was humping me again, invading me while I was helpless to stop her.
She did what it took, fucking me for a long time, maybe twenty minutes in all. I clamped down on the dildo when she tried to pull out and relaxed to let her slide in easily. Again and again, harder and faster.
"You want me to cum in you?" she finally asked. I nodded vigorously and moaned my desperate approval. She thrust in one last time and then surprised me by having my own cum pour out of the cock in my mouth. Two full loads of my own hot cream poured into my mouth from the fake cock and it put me over the edge. One last load of my own jerked out of my exhausted cock, landing against the inside of my dress.
I'd never had so much pleasure in my life, so many aching fantasies fulfilled. But I was tired. I held on as she pulled unceremoniously out of my rear and slapped an anal plug inside. I slumped on the bed as much as my bondage would allow as I heard her leaving the room.
My cock and balls ached so, I prayed she didn't continue. I also began to realize that even though she'd done all these kinky things, there'd been no love there. No affection. No playfulness. She'd given me what I wanted "more than anything else".
Click Here For More Stories
Copyright © 2009 - Men Wearing Panties Club