I rushed home intrigued as to what the box contained, in the safety of my bedroom I pulled the ribbon loose
I took out a pink tissue package unwrapped it and found a pair of red lacy knickers, he wants me to wear these? I held them up and studied the shape of them, the fabric was silky and to my surprise I started to get aroused, undressing I stepped into the panties, pulling them up over my semi erect cock I turned and admired my firm young arse encased in the delicate red lace fabric, the front was sheer showing my full now erect cock running at an angle up my thigh.
I stroked and pulled the panties tight into my butt cheeks, I felt hot, I felt wanted, I felt so fucking horny, I wanted him now naked in my bed so he could see, I wanted his hot seed soiling them.
I pulled my now steel hard cock from the side of the knickers watching myself in the bathroom mirror, taking my shaft in my hand I began a slow wank imagining Tony was with me his hands caressing my plump arse cheeks, my cock spewed its second load that day.
Picking up the box an envelope dropped to the floor. Collecting it up I opened it and read,
"D,
I have to go away for a few weeks but I won't forget you and I hope to meet up on my return.
I hope you don't mind the small gift, it's a fetish of mine and I hope you're not offended.
T x"
Oh well I thought it's only a few weeks, I'll have to find some new playmates while he is away.
That night I slept wearing the red lacy knickers, my cock throbbing inside the sheer fabric. I had to decide wether I wanted Tony to fuck me, dreaming of his cock I drifted off to sleep.
The rest of the week was frankly weird, for some reason every day that I dressed I chose the red panties to wear instead of my normal underwear, it felt wrong but exciting.
Riding the bus I wondered what people would think if they knew, the fabric felt lovely on my skin especially when the lace back rode up my crack. It felt very naughty and very sexy.
That weekend I was alone in the house and of course horny, I lay on my bed wearing the knickers lazily stroking my cock, my other hand drifted lower between my cheeks and I used a finger to rub my sensitive hole, a bolt of electricity shot through me as I buried my middle finger up to the knuckle.
I ran to the bathroom and rummaging about found a jar of Vaseline. Returning to my bed I unscrewed the jar and put a glob of the gel on my finger and began to tease my ring. In went the finger again and I began to moan with pleasure, getting some more gloop from the jar I tried two fingers, it was painful at first but after a while my warm channel accepted the intrusion and it became pleasant.
My mind now was in overdrive, rushing downstairs I started to look for something bigger, something shaped like Tony's magnificent cock.
I searched frantically aware that I had limited time, picking up a screwdriver I studied the handle, mmm maybe. Standing in the kitchen just in my knickers suddenly I had it, pulling open the fridge door I selected a curved courgette (zucchini for my oversea readers).
Rushing back upstairs I positioned a mirror by my bed and lay on my side, one hand pulled my cheeks open while the other pushed the cold vegetable against my hole. It felt very big but I persevered determined to get the damn thing inside me.
After ten minutes or so and some more lubricant suddenly an inch slipped in, and it hurt like hell. How can this be pleasant I thought to myself, I let it rest there for a while getting used to the intrusion, I pushed again and it broached my muscle and disappeared into my boy pussy, I cried out in pain biting the duvet in distress. I lay there for a while and a warmth started to radiate in my bowel, tentatively I began to work it in and out and the tip rubbed against something inside, I didn't know what it was and I didn't care, the feeling was incredible and my cock began to seep copious amounts of fluid in response.
Shit if my family and friends could see me now fucking myself wearing ladies knickers, I had become a slut for this man. Increasing the pace my cock erupted without any contact from me and I lay there totally spent.
After a few minutes I removed my new toy realising that if this was going to happen I needed to learn how to clean myself properly, I hobbled to the shower in some discomfort but happy with what I had achieved.
Monday came around quickly and I got ready to go to my job in town working in a menswear shop, it was boring but it paid well. The owner was a kind older guy and I started to suspect his motives for hiring me. I caught him watching me furtively on several occasions and wondered if I should flirt with him for fun.
That evening while we were locking up he informed me that he was going to retire but my job was safe, the new owner had agreed to keep me on and in addition I was to receive a pay rise. I thanked him and held out my hand, he took it softly, as we shook I looked him in the eye. "You have been very kind to me Mr Cooke, I wish I had a way of repaying you", he was blushing which was very cute. "No, no not at all" he stammered, "you're a good lad and its been a pleasure having you....er I mean being with you..uuum no working with you".
I smiled at him and he looked flustered as he realised we were still holding hands. I actually felt sorry for the guy, knowing his buttoned up church going wife I reckoned he never had anyone go down on him, ever.
"Anyway must be.....umm.. must get going I suppose", his voice was a bit croaky and his eyes glazed. I sensed sadness and suppressed desire behind them.
Placing a finger on his lips to shush him and still holding hands led him to the back of the shop to the changing booths. Looking at him with the best innocent face I could muster I said in a husky voice "Mr Cooke, can I ask your advice?". "Yes of course" he shakily replied. "Well...uum...my mum has always bought my underwear which is a bit boring if you get my drift so I decided to get my own but I think I accidentally bought a.....uum.....ladies pair".
He audibly gulped. "Ah, easily done I suppose if your not used to buying your own, perhaps you could.....um.....show me and I'll be able to tell you" his voice was strained and his face scarlet.
"Oh Mr Cooke that would be soooo helpful" I replied surprised at the girly pitch in my voice. I grabbed his tie and pulled him into the nearest cubicle, looking at him I removed my shirt then swiftly pulled off my trousers, his eyes nearly shot from his sockets as he looked at my panty clad semi erection neatly packaged beneath my sheer knickers.
He was shaking as I drew the curtain, there was no need as the shop was locked up, but I thought he may feel more relaxed, I took one of his hands and let him caress my young smooth body, his hand went lower and brushed my erection, soon both of his hands were all over me gently caressing my body, I placed his hand inside my panties and let him touch my hard cock, his breath was coming in short gasps.
"Is this ok?" I whispered, he nodded.
"And this?" as I unbuttoned his shirt and caressed his hairy body, he nodded again.
Noticing the tent in his trousers I placed my hand on his crotch and sweetly whispered "can I help you with that?" He nodded dumbly as I sat on the bench and reaching around him pulled his body closer. Not breaking eye contact I slowly unbuckled his belt and let his trousers drop to the floor. "Ok?" I asked, he just nodded. I touched the outline of his rapidly inflating cock and he shuddered. I traced his length to its flared tip and dabbed my tongue on a wet patch that was growing. I kissed the patch tasting him then began to kiss his now fully engorged cock through his briefs before slowly and seductively pulling them down revealing his black pubic bush.
Nuzzling into them I revealed a little more until his cock sprang out, not huge but a nice five inch specimen with a very suckable swollen head. My lips made contact and I started with small kisses on his helmet then kissing and licking the underside of his shaft tracing a pronounced vein to the base, burying my nose into his groin I cupped his balls then ran my ringer under and towards his warm hole.