My first time: Panties and Sex

Last night, EC came out of the bathroom dressed in her new panties, just as I was posting about buying them with her. I knew what was coming next... a part of me couldn't wait... a part of me was very very nervous. She asked me, are you going to put yours on too?

I got up, took off my clothes, and took the tag off of the lace bikini panties she had picked out for me barely an hour earlier. George Ladies... size 8. Her size 6 looked amazing on her. She bought a pink pair and a white pair for herself and picked out a coral pair for me.

She also picked out a pair of Simply Basic cotton bikinis for her (pink) and a pair of Simply Basic polyester panties for me (pink, silky material).

So I put them on and stood there, otherwise naked, in front of her and handed her my camera. She commented that the color really suited me and was laughing because, of course, I was hard as a rock and the panties fit, but weren't really designed for an erect cock. It was straining against the top to get out. They also were not designed for balls and they jockeyed for limited space as one seemed to be pushing the other half out. So here I stood, in front of my wife in a pair of sheer lace panties while she reaches down to adjust them so my balls fit more neatly inside. It was heaven.

She took a few pictures of me, then told me to turn around so she could get the back. I did as I was told. I took a few of her and brought her into the bedroom and we took some together and some of her pulling my panties aside while she sucked my cock. It was so much fun.

A few minutes later, she was laying on top of me, grinding her pussy into my face while I held her panties to one side while she sucked my cock, exposed out of the top of the panties, and fondled my balls through the material. The sensation made me very aware that her face was inches from my panty-covered balls, while she ground her hips hard into my face.

She was very close to cumming and stopped sucking on me while I slowed my attentions on her. She rolled over to her side and stroked me with one hand and rubbed my balls with the other. I knew she had a better vantage point to see the panties on me like this.

I got up, picked her up, and carried her over to the glider (chair) in our room. She had a dream the night before that we'd had sex in it. I sat down and positioned her on top of me, facing away just as she described in her dream and started rocking the glider back and forth. Almost immediately, she was moaning and digging her nails lightly into my leg. She started rubbing her clit and I could feel our panties rubbing together. Every time we rocked back, the material pulled tight against my balls and I knew I was not going to last very much longer like this. I wanted to slow down, but she was into it and I did not want to stop her. I came inside of her, but kept rocking. It was an amazing orgasm, but once the hormones subsided, I suddenly found myself very aware of the fact that I was fucking my wife with panties on. The fact that I didn't last long enough for her, though I very rarely do, just added to the humiliation and as if that were not enough, right about the time I was thinking all of this, my cock slipped out of her pussy.

I took over rubbing her clit for her with one hand and squeezed her nipples with the other while kissing her back. She apparently wanted me back inside of her because she was now being very rough with my cock and balls. Jerking, rubbing, pulling squeezing... she commented, between moans, after a few minutes of this that I was obviously not going to get hard again. I knew she wanted a better orgasm than what she would get from my fingers.

I picked her up and laid her on the edge of the bed and pulled her panties down enough that I could get my mouth on her pussy and started licking and sucking her clit. She started pushing my head down against her hard almost immediately. I sucked at her pussy lips, literally finding myself with a mouth full of sperm soaked pussy, knowing full well that it would be obvious I was trying to suck my cum out of her. I went back to her clit and inserted my thumb inside of her, which served to really bring the semen out of her pussy. I sucked in as much as I could... still not really turned on enough to overcome the inhibitions about doing it, but knowing I would be glad I did later on when I was horny again. She was trying hard to spread her legs, so I pulled her panties off of her. It must have been quite a picture... I was on my knees at the foot of our bed, with my cock hanging out of my panties while she laid moaning on the bed with her husband's semen smeared face held firmly between her legs by both of her hands.

Her orgasm was worth it all. She couldn't hold still. Her moans bordered on a quiet scream. And about that time, I was getting hard again. As her orgasm subsided, I moved up and looked her in the eye and kissed her and commented that I was a little embarrassed standing here in panties, kissing my naked wife with my own cum all over my face. She commented that she'd had my cum smeared on her face too, so it was fair.

I took a few more pictures of us. A few of my cock in the panties with her pussy beneath me... she held her pussy open a bit for a few of them. A few with her feet on my cock... she said she may need a break before we have sex again. I asked if she wanted to do it a second time. She said she was satisfied, but would if I wanted. I told her I was satisfied too. I could have done it again... I did want to... but giving her just enough and withholding a little for me added to the submissive feel of the evening.

She picked up her panties off of the bed next to her and said, "Here you go honey, you can slip these into your bag and take it with you on your next trip since they are wet with both our juices, mostly yours though." I picked them up, they were sopping wet. I think I might just do that. She said she was proud of me for going down on her again after I came inside of her. I was proud of myself too!

I pulled my panties up over my cock and as I walked into the bathroom to get ready for bed, she commented, "you do look cute in those". It was the perfect ending to a perfect night.

No turning back now...

I told my wife about two weeks ago that I had a dream while I was away in a hotel room that she took off her panties and made me wear them while I had sex with her. I told her it really turned me on and "joked" that we might just have to try it.

To my utter shock, my sweet vanilla wife said, "ok, if you want to." I had no idea what to say. Was she joking? Serious? I asked her if she thought that was weird and she replied rather nonchalant, "whatever floats your boat".

So after bringing it up a few more times and joking about it here and there, she asked if I might want my own instead of hers because she was not sure hers would fit me. I wanted to tell her I they would, but would just be a little tight, but I let that one go. She decided she had a couple of old pairs that she could let me have. I said I would like that but also thought it would be hot for her to pick some out for me.

Well, tonight she did. She bought me two pair of panties, as well as a few new pairs for herself (in matching styles). I admit I am now petrified to try them on in front of her. Of course, that is only adding to the thrill. I cannot wait to get them on. There's no turning back now that she bought them. It was such a turn on watching her pick them out and hold them up to me right there in the store. People were walking by... either she did not notice or did not care. Likely the former. I got some snickers and some looks. It was heaven.

She was shocked when I took her hand and placed it against my cock so she could see how turned on I was. I guess she didn't realize how much I was looking forward to this. She asked while we were at the check out if I would put them on for her when we got home. If the cashier heard her, he didn't let on. Wow... how did I get this lucky?

I mentioned we should take pictures together in our new panties. If we do, I'll post them asap. :)

A domination fantasy fulfilled...

Clicking through link upon link upon link browsing through blogs I follow, I happened upon a couple of blogs that dealt substantially in male domination pics... Male Submission Art and Flat Earth Social Club. I've been literally through every post on the two over the last 3 days and with many of the pictures saved to my hard drive, I am finding my kink is flowing freely in that direction.

So last night, I turned off the computer and headed for bed as EC was just coming out from her bath. I gave her what she calls my "sex eyes" and thought it might be fun to open up to a little fantasy. I asked her if she wanted me to pleasure her. She told me to lock the door.

I helped her remove her pajama bottoms and panties, folded them neatly, and laid them on her night stand. She looked at me obviously wondering why I hadn't just tossed them to the floor. I smiled at her and leaned in to kiss her. She asked me why she was half naked while I was still dressed and that was all the prompting I needed and her top was off by the time I was naked. So far, she'd made it very easy to get into character for this submissive game that was playing out in my head... telling me to lock the door... the look she gave me when I folded her panties... the light reprimand that stopped my kiss for not being naked when she was... it was almost as though she knew what her role was supposed to be.

I moved to kiss her and decided to wait... pretending I was still not yet allowed and moved down to suckle her breasts, all the time thinking about being dominated like the men in the pictures I had been obsessing over. I imagined she was further along in her pregnancy and was nursing me... remembering from prior years the sweet taste and warmth of her milk and how with each little suck at her nipple my mouth would fill so completely that gulping became a necessity to keep up. Several minutes passed and I leaned up to kiss her briefly... a silent thank you for being fed and moved down between her legs to kiss her pussy lips as though they were the same ones I'd just been kissing.

Before long, I was making out with her pussy, pretending I was kissing her... in my head, she was indifferent to the task I was performing... she was having me do it out of routine and took little interest in any pleasure it might be causing... intent on giving her the pleasure she deserves, I redoubled my efforts. Over 15 minutes had past before I was rewarded with a sigh and I looked up to see her eyes closed. I stopped and pulled her feet up to my lips and began licking the soles of her feet and sucking on her toes. I looked up and held her gaze for a moment. Sure she was watching me, I closed my eyes sucking her big toe like a little penis... imagining she was watching me service a man she had brought home with her for this very purpose.

I reached over to my side of the bed and slid my pillow over, lifting her hips up to make her more comfortable and her pussy more accessible. I felt her hands on the back of my head and she began running her fingers through my hair and guiding my movements and she transformed in my mind from the indifferent mistress to one demanding pleasure and begin licking her clit and sucking at her pussy as though it were my sole desire in life.

I was really turned on by this point. I've always thought of the Dom/sub role as involving bondage and command... but I am starting to realize that I have always had a desire to be generally submissive... to focus myself as the giver of pleasure rather than the receiver. I have always taken more pleasure in the orgasms I have given her than in the ones I have received in return, enjoyable and amazing though they may be. It's been nice on the all too rare occasions where she takes the reigns in bed. I've enjoyed our sex more in those few instances than any other. By now, I was so turned on that if I hadn't cum earlier making the wedding ring video, I probably would have right then and there. There have been many times when I have found myself right at the brink just from licking her pussy. One of these nights, I am going to make a mission of it and keep at it until I do... but not tonight.

I gave EC's pussy one more kiss and moved up to kiss her again... I love the thought of her tasting herself, but this time I played it further in my head... with the enthusiasm of a dog who had just brought its owner a favored pair of slippers, I kissed her... looking for the approval of sharing the taste with her... of offering her the proof that I had kept my mouth buried in her slippery slit for so long that she had flavored my lips and tongue.

I looked in her eyes... in my mind seeking permission to go further. Of course, this game was all just in my head so she looked at me quizzically, wondering what I wanted. I went with it and determined the look was puzzlement at why I was making her wait and hurried to slide my cock inside of her before punishment was issued.

She gave me a playfully pouty look and made a comment asking was I not going to keep at it until she had her orgasm? I told her not to worry, of course I would take care of her. I was feeling pretty good about my stamina, having already cum not too much earlier and got up on my knees and brought her feet up to press against the side of my face. I looked in her eyes as I started sucking her toes and really began fucking her hard. Her timing was impeccable... just as I was beginning to go back and forth about whether or not to cum inside her before returning to her pussy to finish her orgasm... not sure if I could go through with licking my cum out of her pussy... knowing from experience that although I eat my cum all the time, my confidence in doing so in front of my wife would diminish rapidly after I came... just as I decided not to, it happened. She started to giggle a little and I knew on the down stroke that I had gone one stroke too far and could not pull back out without going over the edge. I came as if on cue. The reason for the laugh, she told me, was because I was really going at it more than I usually do and was shaking the whole bed... in my head though, the laugh came after I did and my fantasy had her laughing at my attempt to make her cum with my cock and telling me to clean up the mess and do it right. I tried to fuck her a little longer, thinking I could keep myself hard but it was far too late for that.

With my eyes properly downcast, I slid my limp cock out of her and spread her legs and began immediately sucking on her clit. For a few seconds, the idea of doing this had lost its appeal but I kept at it, knowing she would be disappointed if I did not. Knowing that I had already promised to take care of her.

I remembered that the fantasy EC had not only told me to make her cum but had also directed me to clean up mine. I began alternating between sucking her clit and licking her pussy, now very slippery with my cum. A few minutes into it and I was sucking her pussy lips with as much fervor as her clit, tasting the salty sting at the back of my throat, swallowing my cum as quickly as I was able to suck it into my greedy mouth. She tasted so good.

The closer she came to cumming, the more nervous I was getting. By now, sperm was spread all over my face and I didn't think she had actually realized I had cum inside her. I was sure it would be obvious when I came back up and especially so when I didn't return to having sex with her. This is not the first time I've eaten her cream pie, though I was very aware that the only time (my first time) she knew I had done so, it had been a result of her forcing me down at my request to fulfill a fantasy for my birthday. There had been two other times, but she was unaware I had cum and I was so turned on that I was hard almost immediately and had sex with her afterward, she being none the wiser.

But this time I think the fantasizing had actually worked to put me into a slightly more vulnerable state of mind... coupled with the fact that jacking off earlier was now working against me as I hoped to get it up for the third time in about 3 hours. Even with air from the fan tickling the back side of my balls and ass, which I had not until that moment realized I had shamelessly pushed up in the air as if I were waiting to be mounted... I was obviously deeper into the fantasy than I realized... and even though I was jerking my dick, I knew I was not going to be able to fuck her again when I needed to. I could tell she was very close to cumming. Her hands were pushing my face into her with more effort now... she was breathing heavier... moving her hips ever so slightly to get her clit in just the right position under my tongue... still in character, I let myself feel the shame at not quite getting it right on my own... and then it happened, she was arching her back and gritting her teeth with her head flung back, legs tightening around me with her heels digging in.. her mouth wide open in a silence that filled the room... my face pushed so hard into her pussy that I thought she might snap my neck...

I was desperately picturing every imaginable scene to get hard again, but I think subconsciously I didn't want to... in order to be complete my fantasy needed me to feel the embarrassment of letting her see the smeared cum on my lips, chin, and cheeks... and so I gave into it. I moved up as though to kiss her and stopped short, looking her in the eyes and waiting for it to be noticed. She thought at first I was teasing her to kiss me and started to lean into it when she stopped and in that brief pause, I knew that she knew. I don't know if she had just put it together... or if she saw it on my face... or if she smelled the cum but she knew.

And she unwittingly took on just the proper tone to seal the fantasy as complete when she looked me in the eye, with that knowing smirk on her lips, and asked, "Did you already cum in me?" I told her honestly that I had gotten past the point of no return a little unexpectedly but, of course, I wasn't going to just cum and leave her without an orgasm. And of course, I knew the underlying question, which in my sudden humiliation she decided it necessary to ask aloud anyway, "and you still went down on me after?" I told her honestly and somewhat defensively that I didn't mind it... that I enjoyed it. Her only response was that acknowledging look with the undertones of disbelief mixed with a bewilderment in her eyes and a judging smirk on her lips. I know just then she realized I was sucking very deeply at her pussy and she new I was not only still working to make her cum, but actively working to suck my sperm out of her pussy.

As we laid there talking, she asked for a towel... we call them cum rags, wash cloths we bought specifically to keep next to the bed to clean up after sex... to wipe herself up. Knowing there was mostly only saliva and a small mixture of her juices and mine left to clean up,as I had made sure to lap up and swallow any sperm I could access... I wondered if she was just doing it to taunt me. I handed her a towel making it a point not to get one for myself. We lay there naked and talking for about an hour afterward. I felt the skin on my face and cock begin to become taut as the cum dried and decided as we put our pajamas back on that I would not clean myself up until morning. And so I slept, sufficiently humiliated, properly dominated... at least as far as my mind was concerned, and altogether satisfied that it was worth it. I haven't used my imagination like that since I was probably ten years old. I honestly can't wait to do it again. I can only imagine that if perhaps next time she is in on the game... how much fun that might be.