Dressing My Husband Up in Panties
Date: 10.08.2008
Keywords: Up, Panties, Husband, My, Dressing, in,
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I don't know how to start this story other than to say that my husband loves panties and lingerie. I know that there are thousands of men out there with this same fetish and this story is for the women that love them to help with some new ideas. First a little background information on myself. I have almost been married to Steve for 10 years now and we have 2 lovely children together. His job keeps him away long hours and requires him to take frequent business trips but he has always there for both the kids and me. I'm lucky in that I get to travel with Steve on many of his trips to cities that have wonderful shopping nearby. This works out great because it lets spend time alone without the kids, which is difficult, but not impossible back at home.
When we first starting dating Steve would always buy me lingerie. Every birthday and holiday, I could look forward to getting beautiful panties. I loved the fact that Steve had bought them for me and I could tell that it drove him wild each time I would get undressed and he would se my new outfit. He would start by kissing me and his hands would eventually make their way down to the outside of the crotch of my panties. He would rub my pussy until it began to soak through the fabric. I then loved to guide his head down between my legs and let him lick me through the already wet crotch until I needed his tongue inside of me and I would pull my panties to the side and let his tongue enter my waiting pussy.
This was how most of our lovemaking sessions began while we were dating and I must say, it was, and still is a wonderful feeling. After we were married and had our first child our sex life slowed a little and tell that Steve was getting frustrated. It was hard to find time like we had in the past and much of the spontaneity had disappeared. Then one weekend things changed like I could have never imagined. Steve had to take a 4-day trip to Chicago and arranged to have my sister baby-sit our daughter. Our first night there we went to dinner at local Italian restaurant and sat and drank for hours. After dessert we headed back to the hotel and I took a long bath paying careful attention to making it as smooth as possible between my legs. When I got out of the Jacuzzi and dried off I looked on the bed and there was a beautiful yellow floral satin babydoll with matching bikini panties. I quickly dressed while Steve finished showering and was on my hand and knees on the bed when he walked out.
"Skip the foreplay. I want your mouth on my panties and don't stop until I tell you to." I ordered.
Whoa, where did that come from??? I had never talked like that out loud before in my life. But Steve was between my legs in a matter of seconds. I thought that he was going to have tongue burn it was moving so hard on the outside of my panties. For the first time ever, I had a LONG and wonderful orgasm as he licked the outside of my panties and I really didn't want to ruin the feeling with Steve crawling on top of me so I pulled him on the bed and turned him on his back. I then took off my soaking wet silk panties and began stroking his penis.
"Do you like feeling my wet silky panties on your cock big boy? Can I make this teeny little pair of panties make you cum?" I asked in a commanding voice.
Sure enough, Steve began thrusting his hips and a large wet spot appeared in the front of my panties. That night I lay in bed awake wondering what had gotten into me. I had never talked like that in bed before, but it got me exactly what I wanted and I could tell that Steve certainly enjoyed it. I was now planning how to make tomorrow night even better and I had no clue that it would have had such a lasting effect.
Friday morning Steve attended his meeting and we met me for lunch that afternoon and decided that we would have dinner at the bar in our hotel. We were both looking forward to a repeat of wonderful "sex" and I was determined to follow through with the plan I devised while laying in bed.
That night after diner we were both ready to get back upstairs. We kissed for what seemed like an hour before I got Steve fully undressed. I put my fingers to his lips and went to the bathroom to get changed into something fresh and left him lying naked on the bed. I quickly emerged from the bathroom wearing a sexy black full-length slip holding a pair of sexy black bikini panties in my hand.
"I bought them for you. Do you like them?" I grinned while looking down at Steve, now dangling the flimsy black material from the tip of my index finger.
Steve grinned back at me, his eyes moving from their exploration of my body to follow the movement of the black panties. I could tell he was picturing me wearing them, hugging tight against the curves of my ass. I snorted and tossed the panties at him, laughing as they landed directly on his face.
"Of course you do. I knew you'd like them as soon as I saw them. That's why I bought them for you." I grinned again, grabbing the waist of my slip and slowly pulling it up around my waist. Steve moved the panties off his face and watched appreciatively, moving over onto his side as his erection came to full attention. My eyes moved down his body and I smirked at him, "I already have MY panties on." I stated as I turned around and bent over to show him my thong that disappeared between my legs.
"Well I can see just how much you like my little gift. Now why don't you put them on so I can see how they look on you?" Steve blinked and gazed up at me in confusion. Well...?" I asked, impatiently. "Put them on."
Steve looked over at the panties in his hand then back up at me. There was an edge to my voice again that let him know he didn't have an option in this matter. He looked back at the panties again, cute, but not too skimpy, with black lace in the front to hint at what they would be covering. I giggled and Steve realized that he was staring at the panties; he quickly turned his attention back to me.
"You know you want to." I pouted, my voice dropped lower. "I've seen the way you look at my panties when I am wearing them. The way you like to rub them and lick them with your tongue. Slip into them. Feel that satin and lace rub against your cock." Steve gulped, staring at me standing over him in my slip.
"I don't want to wear girls' panties," he said, trying to project some authority into it.
"Oh no?" I smirked at him as I leant over. With a swift jerk, I grabbed the bed sheet and pulled it right off the bed exposing his erection. "Your mouth says no, but your dick is saying yes honey. I just think that you get all excited about girls' panties." I grinned again and reached over him to pick up the black panties. "Want to prove me wrong? First rule is no talking! Now get them on."
He grabbed the panties and swinging his legs round so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed, began to pull them on. "That's it honey. Show me what a man you are," I mocked softly, watching him pull the panties over his bulging cock. "But remember, no cumming in your cute little panties until I say you can." He pulled the panties all the way up and adjusted them to make them as comfortable as possible.
"Oh babe, I think that you are very cute in your new panties. You don't know how cute your ass looks in black sating and lace." I cooed, grinning at him openly as I spoke. His cock had been hard from the moment he'd slipped the panties on and I was going to make sure it stayed that way.
"Steve, I need to ask you something. Do you think that... maybe... you...like wearing panties? Girl's panties? Oh... I don't know... just... Well... it's the way you get so turned on when you see me wearing them and look at how hard your dick is now!!"
I smirked over at Steve again, deliberately glancing down at the bulge in his black panties. "I knew your tight ass would look cute in panties. See how hard you are wearing women's panties. Now I know exactly what a panty boy you are. You are going to be my little panty boy."
"See just how excited you get wearing them. You have a little wet spot." I giggled, eyeing Steve coolly as I rubbed the tip of his penis to excite him even more. He was biting his lip to stifle himself as his cockhead rubbed against the lace of the panties.
"Oh if you get this excited I'm going to have to get you lots of panties I think." I sniggered. "There's going to be more than a little wet spot in a minute. Guess you really like the panties I bought for you don't you?" I teased. "I'm going to have to get you another pair if you're going to get them all sticky and wet."
"Please." he gasped, cheeks bright red with shame. He needed it so badly. If I'd only help a little. "Please what honey?" I was relentless. "Please help you cum in your sissy panties?" Steve trembled with embarrassment, caught up in his desperate need for relief, unable to resist at all. "Yes," He whimpered. I smiled while stroking his cock. "That's a good little panty boy. I can't wait to see you in some yellow satin panties and maybe a nice red thong?"
Steve just whimpered, shooting cum into the black lace of his panties. I left his wet panties on him and crawled up the bed until I was directly over his face. I pulled my panties to the side and simply said, "My turn." I thrust my hips forward smothering his face with my wet pussy. Yess...That's it....Soft...longer licks....from my pussy all the way down to my ass. Mmmm. I love having you as my panty boy!" I humped his face hard and selfishly until an orgasm rushed through my body.
We both slept well that night, but I had recurring thoughts of buying Steve more panties tomorrow because he was so turned on by it, only this time I was going to bring him with me.
The next morning I told Steve that he was going to take me shopping since he had sex (or at least an orgasm) two nights in a row. We went to the mall on Chicago's miracle mile. After eating lunch we began walking around and passed Macy's department store. "Steve, let's get some panties for you," I said.
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Keywords: Up, Panties, Husband, My, Dressing, in,