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Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. 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 Pantied husband stories 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 Pantied husband stories 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. I want your mouth on my panties and don't stop until I tell you to.
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 Pantied husband stories 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.
Can I make this teeny little pair of panties make you cum?
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. Do you like them? 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 Pantied husband stories the panties at him, laughing as they landed directly on his face. I knew you'd like them as soon as I saw them.
That's why I bought them for you. 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. Now why don't you put them on so I can see how they look on you?
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. 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. With a swift jerk, I grabbed the bed sheet and pulled it right off the bed exposing his erection.
I just think that you get all excited about girls' panties. 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. Show me what a man you are," I mocked softly, watching him pull the panties over his bulging cock. You don't know how cute your ass looks in black sating and lace. His cock had been hard from the moment he'd slipped Pantied husband stories panties on and I was going to make sure it stayed that way.
Do you think that Girl's panties? I don't know I smirked over at Steve again, deliberately glancing down at the bulge in his black 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. You have a little wet spot. He was biting his lip to stifle himself as his cockhead rubbed against the lace of the panties. Guess you really like the panties I bought for you don't you? He needed it so badly. If I'd only help a little. I smiled while stroking his cock. 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. That's it I love having you as my panty boy!
We both slept well that night, but I had recurring thoughts of buying Steve more panties tomorrow because he was so Pantied husband stories 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. He was hard as a rock before I could finish my sentence. Hesitantly he said, "The style doesn't matter that much I guess, but they have to be high enough to cover all of me if you know what I mean. I noticed that he didn't argue with me at all, in fact he was getting a little flushed. I grabbed a pair of pink briefs with a ruffled trim.
Don't do that. Everyone will know the panties are for me and I will be completely embarrassed. I said. Come over here and I can show you some very sexy ones that will look great on you. Some with lace and some without, and every color you could imagine. I can't believe a grown man like my husband would be so turned on by wearing panties? You are defiantly a size large as I held up a yellow thong covered in polka dots. I pulled him in between the racks of some bras and panties and put my hand on his crotch through his jeans. You're getting off on this.
You really like shopping for panties for yourself don't you. If you're really upset, tell me right now and we'll get out of here. He didn't say anything. By this time Pantied husband stories had half a dozen pairs of panties that I had picked for him.
The ruffled panties were definitely hot and I already envisioned him wearing them.Pantied husband stories
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