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Date: Tue, 06 May 2003 21:11:56 +0000
From: J J <antonyandcleopatra@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kept Panty-Guy
+++This story is fiction and about two adults+++
I've often imagined what it would be like to be a rich man's kept panty guy.
It's a thrilling fantasy, mostly becuase I tend to imagine an elaborate
penthouse apartment in NYC and a gorgeous, fit guy in his late 30s or so.
If dreams were to become reality, we'd stuble upon each other by chance at a
bar or late night hang out. I wouldn't be looking to be what I'd become for
him, and he wouldn't be looking for a young guy-toy, but we'd fall in
together like that. We'd talk and flirt with each other, until I'm telling
him all my fantasies and he's telling me his, until we've talked the night
away and go home without each other on the promise of meeting sometime soon.
When he calls, he tells me to meet him at his apartment for dinner. I dress
casually, jeans and a nice shirt, knowing I'll look slightly out of place in
what I'm sure is a fantastic apartment. And sure enough I'm dumbfounded
after arriving, a two story place overlooking Manhattan, plush and well
decorated. We eat a light meal and sip wine, flirting again as we had when
we met. Occassionally he brushes my knee with his hand, or reaches for my
hands across the table. He fills me up with stories of his busy life and
listens to my rambling on about this and that. I know the part he wants me
to play: submissive but smart, shy, cute, and boyish. He tells me I look
great, and I blush when he compliments me, speaking softly and eloquently.
After dinner I become nervous, not sure what to do with this guy who seems
so out of my league, but am suddenly thrilled and surprised when he tells me
he has a gift for me. First, though, he suggests I enjoy myself and relax
in a warm bath. Handing me another glass of wine, he tells me to go
upstairs and soak for as long as I want, tells me to get comfortable--pamper
myself with whatever I find.
I make my way up the stairs and find the bathroom, lit with candles and
smelling of glycerine soaps. There's a large, marble tub and I notice a
stand next to it with towels and chocolate mints. I suddenly feel giggly
and giddy, and scold myself for being such a willing toy. I shimmy out of
my clothes and draw a hot bubble bath, slide into the tub and soak there
with my wine. I scrub and clean every inch of my naked body until my it
tingles from the soap, water, and growing anticipation. Satisfied, I finish
my wine and climb out. I wrap myself up in a towel and place a mint in my
mouth, noticing suddenly that there's a door that connects to my host's
bedroom. The door is slighly open, and I can see the flickering light from
candles mirroring that in the steamy bathroom.
Making out the edge of his bed, I see a brighly wrapped package and a bow.
An irresistable temptation, I scamper into the bedroom and look at this
package. A card sits on top of it that reads, simply, "Put it on and come
find me. I can't wait to see you in it."
Of course by now i am shocked, taking off the wrapping of this bix to
discover the pink and white stripes of Victoria's Secret. My mouth drops
open and my heart starts racing... I remember telling him how much I liked
lingere, but I didn't realize it would lead to something like this. Feeling
a twitch in my soft cock, I open the box to find a pink satin and lace
chemise, matching bikini panties, and thigh high stockings.
I begin to shake a little, as I drop my towell and begin to adorne myself in
the delicate attire. First the stockings, then the pretty, pretty panties,
and finally the feel of the chemise falling around the tops of my squeaky
clean thighs. Insane with a sudden rush of vanity and passion, I wiggle and
feel the satin on my body, rub my knees together to hear the stockings
against each other, and walk to the mirror to admire my new outfit. The
chemise hangs delicately across my shoulders, my panties shine through its
lace, the stockings hold my legs tightly. Then I remember the provider of
these gifts and I giggle like a school girl, running through the bathroom
and down the stairs to find him.
When I round the corner into his living room he's standing still in the
middle of the room, waiting for me. He smiles when he sees my grinning, and
I can't help but burst out:
"I love it!"
Still running at him, I jump on him and crash into his open arms, our lips
colliding in a passionate kiss, my legs around his waist and his firm and
warm hands holding me up by my satin clad bottom. He grips my ass tight as
I kiss him, lunging in his mouth with my tongue, running my fingers in his
hair, intoxicated on his cologne and his kissing me back.
He slips an arm up my back and supports me against him as we finish the
first of many kisses to come, and begins to carry me across the room to the
stairs.
"You look wonderful," he says.
"I feel so pretty and special. Thank you," I say.
Breathless and dazed, I can't help but say, "Take me to your bed. Take me
there and have me however you want. I'm your panty-toy tonight." and I drop
my head to kiss his neck and caress his shoulders.
Before I know it we're in his bedroom and he's placing me on the edge of his
soft mattress. Sitting there, I don't waist a moment in my effort to thank
him and prove to him that I want to be his young, kept man. I reach past
the bottom of his stylish tye to his belt buckle and unlock his trousers,
tugging gently down on the dipper they fall to his knees and reveal a fine,
meaty buldge bursting from a pair of auburn briefs. Immediately I fondle
him there, massaging with my hand and putting my face and lips at the base
of his flat, toned stomach.
I sink my teeth into his stomach just a little bit, just to give him a rush
as I dip my fingers under his briefs and feel the spongy head of his cock,
slippery with a drop or two of his salty pre cum. Coating the tip of my
finger with it, I ease back from his body, look up at him and put my finger
in my mouth. I bat my eyes at him and he smiles, putting his hand on my
head and guiding me to his crotch, where I bury my nose and inhale his musky
manhood, using my hands to pull down his underwear until the cotton slips
past my face and I'm getting my first look at his pulsing cock, lovely and
rising into a perfect erection in front of me.
I can't believe my luck. This guy's as hot as an underwear model, standing
in front of me with his cock just waiting for me to taste him. I slide my
hands across his firm ass cheeks, feel my panties tight against my stiffened
cock, the delicate chemise draped across me, and take him into my mouth. We
moan together right away, as I slide my mouth further down his shaft and
taste his slippery drops. Within a moment or two I'm worshipping his cock
with my mouth. I suck it and kiss it. I stroke it, flick my tongue against
its purple head and then bathe it some more. I run my mouth along the
underside and hear him breathing hard, take his balls into my mouth and
gently massage them with my tongue, reaching up to stroke him again. Both
of his hands are on my head now, and as he guides me from his balls back to
his slickened cock, I hope a little that he'll lose it when I suck him again
and cum all over me, but I know different. I know he wants more and my
bottom tingles at the thought. This gorgeous guy didn't make me dinner and
buy me pretty lingerie just to get my mouth around his dick.
And as soon as I think it, he pulls my mouth off of him and pushes me to my
back, breathing hungrily now as he climbs on top of me and begins to lick my
neck. It happens fast enough for me to lose my breath a little, and I hear
myself gasping as he kisses and licks my neck, beginning to grope and grab
at the rest of my body. I can feel his moist cock against my pantied
crotch, grinding into me, and moving past my leg as he pushes my chemise
toward my neck and kisses my chest, nipples, and stomach. And then the best
part. He reaches my waist and begins to mouth my cock through the panties
he bought for me, tugging a little at the waist line until he sits up and
begins to pull them off of me. I look at him and smile, dazed with all of
this pleasure. I bring my knees together and pulls them up my thighs,
watching my cock fall out, the slippery drops of pre-cum oozing from it's
head.
My panties go flying across the room and he's on top of me again. I feel
our bare cocks against each other for the first time and whisper in his ear
for him to fuck me.
"What are you waiting for," I tease. "C'mon, give it to me, get that
beautiful cock inside me and put me to bed like a good boy."
He reaches over me and fumbles in his dresser, smiling and laughing at my
teasing him. I hear him open a tube and as he brings it past my face I
smell it's fruity flavor. He kisses me and rubs the lubricant on himself,
and surprises me with a slippery thumb against my asshole. I moan at the
surprise and feel his thumb enter me quickly, faster than what I was ready
for, which makes me moaning again even louder as he slides it around and
then leaves me just as quickly.
"Is that all you got," I tease him agian. "Is that all you can give me? I
really thought..."
But by now he's climbed on top of me and has his cock against my ass and is
beginning to push himself inside, the warm feeling taking me over, and I
realize with then that he's looking to get inside of me all at once. I can
barely take a breath for the intensity, and I feel my eyes roll into my
head, my back arch, and the grunts and gasps escape my mouth as he pushes a
little deeper and then a little deeper still. His slow thrust into me feels
imposslble to hold and I feel myself crawling away from him, but he pursues
me and pushes deeper. Overcome with pleasure, whimpering in my pleasure, my
legs wrap around his waist and my arms around his back. Then I finally feel
the soft puff of his pubic hair against my bottom, and take a deep breath.
"What's the matter," he whispers. "Not enough for you? Maybe I should try
again?"
I eek out a smile and put my cheek against his as he pulls out of me a
little. I feel totally at his mercy and love that my bottom is stuffed with
cock. Again he surprises me, this time with a hard thrust against my ass.
My legs fly into the air as I shriek out, my mouth suddenly betraying my
teasing from before with simple pleads:
"I love your cock in me" I whisper. "Fuck me and fill me with your cum."
Again he kisses me. We savor each other's tongues for a moment and then he
rises a little and begins to fuck me gently. I close my eyes and melt away
feeling his penis move in and out of me. He rubs his hand over my thigh,
tugs at my chemise, tickles and caresses my stomach as he rides me. He
moves gently, grinding his soft hair into me with every stroke. I feel that
special burn in my ass and notice my vision blur a little as he continues to
push in and pull out of me, and fall into a zone as his movements get
stronger and stronger, his hands gripping me a little tighter, until he is
falling back toward me and fucking me harder and faster.
My body is bouncing now with his force and my mouth falls open absently. I
feel so taken and under his spell that I think I could begin drooling and
not even care. The feeling of getting fucked by this guy is too much. I
see that my chemise is bunched up around my chest as I watch him having his
way with me. I look at his tight, sweaty chest with its few strands of
hair, his pretty eyes shut tight, his teeth clenched as he begins to pound
me even harder, his thrusts now a bunch of quick, hard slaps against my ass,
my legs wide open and flailing. He begins to groan deeply and suddenly he
grasps for my cock, which immediately spews cum across his chest and across
my own, coating his stroking hand as I cry out. He slams into me for the
last time and lets out a wail, his throbbing penis completely inside of my
ravaged, weak bottom...shooting his creamy cum inside of me and him moaning
all the while.
I wrap my legs back around him and hold him still inside of me. We shiver
as we finish our orgasms and kiss each other deeply. Out of breath, we lie
there for a while until he softens a little and pulls out of me. We lay
against each other and feel my sticky cum between us across our stomachs and
chests. he puts his arms around me and tells me how good it felt to fuck a
cute guy like me, as I feel a warm drop of his cum leak from my bottom.
"Why don't you stay for a couple weeks," he says. "I'll take you shopping
for panties and we can work together on the rest. You into it?"
I grin and cuddle agianst him, falling asleep in his arms.