John had left me at the car park after our threesome with Mike and given me another challenge - to wear women's lingerie. I was thinking a lot during my drive home - what size I was, which colours and which style to choose.
On my next shopping trip to the local supermarket, I went to the clothing section and soon found the women's underwear section. It certainly wasn't necessarily lingerie, but I had to narrow down a size and style before committing fully to the final look. I picked out Black Brazilian style knickers in a couple of sizes and added a bra that I guessed were about right and added them to my trolley.
A couple of hours later, I could be found undressed and admiring my new purchases before trying on the larger size first. They felt very snug and it wasn't long before I was checking myself in the mirror -- I loved the way that the material moulded itself around my growing bulge. I took them off and went for the smaller size which felt almost tight, but fitted really nicely. The mirror reflection surprised me as I looked at a very sexy sight - my hairless body clad only in tight fitting black knickers with an obvious outline of a full erection in plain view; even the bra looked okay. I had found the right size and a style that I thought suited me and looked good.
It wasn't long before I had built up a collection of lacy lingerie with matching coloured stockings, suspender belts and bras. I had taken to wearing plain knickers for everyday use which felt very naughty as I went about my day to day work. This was just as well because John soon sent a message saying he would visit at the weekend - he stressed that I should answer the door in only one of my new outfits.
The expected knock at the door came and I walked to answer it wearing the red lacy panties with matching bra, stocking and suspender belt I had picked out. I opened up to see John looking as handsome as ever with his tousled blond hair. He looked me up and down and smiled widely and told me that I looked really sexy. He was soon inside my flat with the door closed and kissing me passionately. My hands soon found their way down to the front of his trousers and found him almost fully erect. It wasn't long before I had undone his belt, unbuttoned him and slid the zipper down so that I could feel the big cock that I loved so much. His hands moved up to my head and pushed it down so that I was knelt before him as I delicately pulled the waistband of his boxers over the head of his penis and took him willingly into my mouth.
He moaned softly as I licked his shaft from top to bottom and circled around his bulbous head before taking him deep into my throat. It didn't take long of my bobbing onto his shaft before I felt the little twitch that meant I was about to receive his sweet load which I gratefully swallowed. I stood up and led him into the living room by the hand - I could feel his eyes taking in every inch of my body as I walked in front of him. As I got to the sofa, he pulled back on my hand turning me around and kissing me once more and his hands were all over my body. He spun me around again and pushed me so that I was bent over the arm of the sofa before he pulled my knickers aside and I felt his hard cock pressed against my puckered hole. He thrust forward and the head of his cock found its way into my willing asshole to its full length. It was a magical feeling to have him filling and stretching me again as he slowly fucked me with long and deep strokes. He gradually picked up pace and soon I once again felt the twitch before he grunted and unloaded his cum into his special deep spot inside of me.
After he had pulled out of me and pulled my knickers back into place, we sat on the couch and he noticed my rock hard cock straining against my lacy knickers. "We had better let you cum," John said as he got his hand inside the damp panties and wrapped it around my cock. It didn't take long of his masturbating me to fully soak the material and his hand with my sperm which we licked clean.
John then said he had a very special present for my upcoming birthday in mind which meant us staying at his friend's house for the night. I accepted the invitation without hesitation and asked if he wanted me to wear anything special. "No," was his reply - the same as I was wearing now, but a different colour - maybe yellow or pink he hoped. I smiled and noticed he was becoming hard again and any reply was forgotten as I took his hardening cock in my hand again. I loved the feel of his shaft and gently wrapped my fingers around him and stared stroking him. I watched as the tip of his lovely cock started to leak the sweet precum that I loved the taste of so much. I was to be denied this time, as John stood in front of me and took over masturbating himself. I leaned back on the couch to watch this man pleasure himself and it wasn't long before his hot spurts of cum were spurting over my hairless chest.
As John went to retrieve his clothes, I couldn't stop myself from finding one of the spots of sweet cum to taste. All too soon, John returned and stopped my hands from finding any more and telling me to stand. He led me to the mirror and said, "You look like a cum whore - your chest is covered and your panties are soaked front and back. You've already taken cum in your mouth, but you still want more?"
I hung my head feeling embarrassed - he had summed me up perfectly in a few harsh words.
His next words caused butterflies in my stomach: "You'll be getting plenty more when it's your birthday - I hope you're ready for it."
