I had let my girlfriend move in with me about three weeks ago. It was a tough decision on my part, but our relationship had become serious, and I felt it was time to just go ahead and take the next step. I had never lived with a woman before, and suddenly, my bathroom became a sort of extra drying room for panties, pantyhose, bras --- all sorts of lingerie and girl things of which I had no idea. I couldn't have known it took like, an hour to get dressed and all that in the morning for her, and then, another hour to put on her make up and stuff. Why do women do that?
And, the feminine hygiene products! I sure am glad I'm a man! I had no idea that make up and other things could run into hundreds of dollars' worth of goods. I was in the wrong business, I felt. I should be selling cosmetics or women's apparel. My closets became a dress shop. And shoes! Holy shit, I had heard the Imelda Marcos was like, a shoe freak, but the woman had nothing over Myra at all.
Anyway, back to the undies. I found myself looking at them more closely all the time, and looking at Myra when she was dressing in the morning. I loved to see her in her sheer pantyhose, to see her round, firm ass through the sheer fabric.
I began to feel of her ass and rub her firm buttocks through the sheer fabric. Several times, we had to stop getting dressed for work and go jump on the bed and fuck our brains out, making us both late for work.
It got to the point where I was continually asking her to wear panties or pantyhose to bed at night, and I started going to lingerie shops, looking for ever more sheer, more revealing undies for Myra. Myra had nice tits, and a nice, round, firm ass, and jet-black pubic hair surrounding her pussy lips. The black contrasted well with red undies, or white undies, and these became my favorite, so long as they were sheer, very sheer, or even transparent. Her tits were large and firm, and I relished in watching her walk around the bedroom in black bras that didn't hide her nipples and in crotch less panties that didn't hide her bushy pussy at all. I especially like to see her bend over while wearing those.
Then, one day, she came home with a big grin on her face, carrying a package under her arm.
"I got something special for you," she said.
"For me?" I could see the logo of the lingerie shop on the outside of the bag. "Oh boy, you got yourself some new undies?"
She shook her head and grinned. "No, I got you some new undies."
"You mean, you got me some undies that you're going to model for me?"
Once again, she shook her head, her long, black hair swaying gently back and forth as she moved her head from side to side.
"No, I got some undies for you to model for me," she said. I could a sparkle in her dark brown eyes as she grinned at me.
"Huh?" I asked. I was getting curious.
She opened the packages, and I found myself looking at, not men's underwear, but white sheer silk panties!
"Those aren't men's underwear, dear, I think you got the wrong package."
"I know they're not men's undies, dummy, but I got them for you."
I balked. "I don't know about that," I said. But, I could feel my cock jerk a little at the prospect of parading around in sheer silk undies, my cock bulging out. The vision that it brought into my head made my cock get stiffer.
It took her another five minutes of cajoling, and I decided that I would go take a shower. While I was in the shower, she came in and took my clothes, and the only thing that I found when I got out was a towel and some very, very sheer white silken panties. I dried, my cock stiffening at the site of the panties, and at the prospect of modeling them for Myra.
Without reluctance, I put them on, feeling just a little silly. I loved the feeling of the sheer silk against my rock-hard cock, and I loved the way I had to stuff my balls and cock into the material. Then, I opened the bathroom door and stepped into the bedroom.
"My god!" Myra said, sitting on the bed. "That's fucking awesome." She stared open-mouthed at me, and then said, "I've never seen anything so erotic in my life!"
I did look kind of hot. I don't have like, a model's body, but the site of my rigid dick being held down by the sheer silk was a real turn-on. I moved around the room, bending over, letting her see my ass and balls from the rear, my balls being held against my body by the silk.
"Ooh, Baby!" she said, clapping. "That's hot!"
I glanced at her, and she was playing with herself, watching me, her fingers plunging into her pussy through her crotch less panties.
She came! She actually came, just looking at my body, and playing with herself. I couldn't believe it, that any woman would be so turned on by that. She moaned, her body jerked, and she suddenly lay back on the bed.
"Come here," she said almost in a whisper.
I moved over toward her, and she told me to straddle her chest. I rested my body on her see-through bra, the silk of my panties rubbing her pair nipples. She reached up and ran her fingers along the bulge of my aching dick, and reached inside suddenly, tugging at them, freeing my rigid prick
She pulled it into her mouth, and I shot my load into her open mouth. It was intense, probably one of the most intense orgasms of my life.
I had no idea that wearing women's panties could be such a thrill, and when she invited her best friend, Donna, over, to see me strut around in my panties, well, that's another story...
--- De Leon P., New York, NY
