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A Weekend Away With a Difference - by: Sonia_en_femme
Number 1 of a series of individual stories.
My wife and I have a good sex life and enjoy playing a variety of sex
games. One of our favourite games is to each write on cards fantasies
or dares and then to each pick a card and carry out whatever the card
instructs. It was one of these games that lead to one of the best
evenings of my life.
We had gone away for a long weekend to a friends cottage on the east
coast. It was early summer and although the weather was warm there were
occasional showers so we had been stuck inside much of the day. The
cottage was in a lovely position set back from the beach near the end
of the village and looked over the sand dunes along the coast.
We had come away with the intention of a very sexy weekend and my wife,
Sally-Anne, had packed a wonderfully exciting case full of her sexy
lingerie and clothes so we can indulge in our favourite pastime.
During the afternoon Sally-Anne suggested that this evening we should
play our game and we spent a glorious afternoon writing out our
fantasies ready for the evening.
After a long joint bath where we consumed rather a lot of Champagne the
moment came when we selected the fantasy to be enacted tonight. The two
piles of cards sat on the coffee table and after sitting anticipating
the moment Sally-Anne drew the top card from her pile. A smile came
across her face as she read out the card:
'Go to the pub for a drink wearing a coat with lingerie of my selection
and nothing else beneath!'
This was one of my favourite adventures as I found it very sexy
thinking that under the coat my wife was dressed in such a provocative
way and also I would get occasional flashes of stocking top as she
walked or if she sat in the pub.
It came to my turn to choose. Sally-Anne had on a previous occasion put
her chosen fantasy on top of the pile to trick me into choosing it so
instead I shuffled the cards and selected one. I looked at the words
and could not believe what it said:
'Go to the pub for a drink wearing a coat with lingerie of my selection
and nothing else beneath!'
"What on earth do you mean?" I asked and she just laughed. She said
that I had got her to do this so often and she was getting her own back
and that she thought the idea was amazingly sexy. I protested but I
have to admit that I had an amazing feeling of excitement that I could
not really explain.
I have always been very excited by sexy lingerie and much of my wife's
collection had been bought by me. I always preferred making love to her
when she was dressed in lace and frills and loved the feel of silk and
satin and have to admit to wondering what it would feel like to wear
such finery - well now I was going to find out.
We discussed the practicality of my challenge as clearly for me to walk
into a pub with black stockings showing might cause a bit of a stir.
Sally-Anne then had an idea. She took a pair of old jeans, cut the legs
off above the knee and suggested that I could wear these tied around my
legs so that below my coat it would look like I was wearing normal
jeans. She then took a polo neck sweatshirt and cut the arms and most
of the body away so that the neck would show above the coat but there
would be nothing else.
I was trembling with anticipation and fear - what if I was discovered?
We went up to our bedroom and Sally-Anne opened the case with her sexy
clothes in. She selected my outfit!
On the bed she laid out her most sexy set of lingerie. The panties were
red satin with black lace trimming around the leg and waist and layers
of black lace over the bottom. A matching satin bra and suspender belt
soon joined them along with black seamed stockings. I could not believe
this was happening and I felt breathless with anticipation.
She suggested we dressed together so I chose her lingerie. I chose her
black pvc wetlook set with the black lace trim and laid it on the bed
beside mine.
We both got undressed and to say I was rigid was the understatement of
the year. Sally-Anne picked up my suspender belt and clipped it around
my waist. It was a bit tight as I was bigger than she was but it
fitted. Just as I normally dress her when she is getting ready so she
dressed me, pulling the stockings up my legs and slipping them onto the
suspenders. As I looked down I could not believe how sexy it looked.
She then picked up the panties and I stepped into them and she caressed
them up my legs. My erection took some dealing with but with a little
discomfort was bent between my legs and the panties pulled up tight
around my bottom. Luckily they were not a brief cut so they fitted
fairly well. Finally she hooked the bra over my arms and clipped it
into place.
I looked in the mirror and gasped - I was no beauty but I looked sexy!
Knowing I was wearing sexy lingerie was incredibly exciting. I had no
urge to dress fully as a woman but wearing this lingerie was driving me
to a point of sexual excitement I had never dreamt possible. While I
looked at myself Sally-Anne put on her lingerie and when ready we
looked at each other and fell into each others arms for the most
passionate kiss I have ever known.
I was desperate to make love to her now dressed as we were, to feel our
stockinged legs touching and to feel my panties rubbing against hers
but she refused.
"You like me to go out dressed like this and the deal is that we go to
the pub with only coats on."
Sally-Anne got the coats out of the cupboard. With the wet weather we
both had macs with us. Hers was cut short and just covered her stocking
tops. Mine luckily was a normal length belted trench coat. I pulled on
the cut off polo neck and then pulled up the cut off length of jeans
and tied them in place with a length of cord just above my knees. It
detracted slightly from my sexy outfit but once I pulled the coat on I
looked 'normal'!
Sally-Anne stood back and looked at me with the most wicked grin I
think I have ever seen. "Give us a flash," she said exactly as I
normally say to her and just as she does I opened a couple of buttons
and showed her my panties and stocking covered legs.
"Come on then lets go before you chicken out," she said.
We left the cottage with just a few spots of rain still falling and
began the short walk along the beach to the pub. My heart was pounding
as hard as the waves with the thought of what I was doing - I must be
mad.
Just then a gust of wind blew and my coat flapped open giving anyone
looking a flash of stockinged leg above the cut off jeans. Luckily with
the wet weather the beach was deserted. We reached the steps from the
beach to the pub and Sally-Anne started to climb up them giving me a
superb view of her stockinged legs, taught suspenders and PVC covered
bottom. I wondered if someone followed me what would they see.
Sally-Anne looked round to check I was respectable and we went into the
pub. I was very nervous but also on a high I had never felt before. We
ordered drinks and I decided that a double brandy would help calm my
nerves.
We sat down and I carefully made sure that my coat still covered me and
then I had the fright of my life. A man sitting at the bar was staring
straight at us with his mouth open and a look of amazement. I was on
the verge of running out the door when I glanced across at Sally-Anne.
She was sitting there with a smile on her face and her coat part open
giving the lucky man a flash to dream about.
As we sat in the pub I began to relax but each time I moved I could
feel the stockings move on my leg and the excitement flooded back. We
had several drinks and my inhibitions reduced. I had to go to the
toilet so walked across the pub and into the toilets - should I go
into the ladies!
I thought about using a cubicle but as the toilet was empty I decided
against it. I undid my coat and stood in front of the urinal and went
to the toilet. If someone saw me like that I don't know what would have
happened. A man standing in the gents dressed in satin frilly lingerie
is not an everyday occurrence. No sooner had I thought that than the
door opened. Luckily I had finished so I was able to quickly close my
coat and walk away undetected.
That was a little too close so I suggested we left. What's more I was
reaching the stage that if I didn't make love to Sally-Anne soon I
would die from excitement.
By this time the sun had set and dusk was approaching. The rain had
stopped and the evening was still warm. With the beach still almost
deserted Sally-Anne dared me to remove my cut off jeans and top and
with the brandies I had drunk I was not the least bit worried to do
just that. At a glance I still looked 'normal' as the black stockings
looked like dark trousers in the evening light but from the rear
someone might wonder why the trousers had seams!
As if the excitement was not enough Sally-Anne undid her coat and let
it open showing all and suggested I did the same. Although there was no
one close by there were a few couples further along the beach and they
would certainly have had a shock if they looked our way.
At the end of the beach Sally-Anne suggested we go back into the dunes
and make love in the open. As if to make the moment even more romantic
the sky cleared and a pale moon appeared. The dunes were quite wide at
this point and we were soon far enough off the beach and paths to have
total seclusion unless someone else had a similar idea.
With the earlier rain the sand was damp and as Sally-Anne's coat was
short she insisted I took mine off so we had something to lie on. I
protested, concerned incase I was seen but again she just laughed.
"Whenever we have sex outside you have me strip off and expose myself
to excite you and so this is your turn to expose yourself and excite
me".
I looked around and took off my coat and laid it on the ground. It felt
so rude standing out in the open in a public area dressed in stockings,
bra and panties - me a man! My erection was straining at the satin of
the panties and left nothing to the imagination on how I felt. Sally-
Anne dropped her coat and we stood looking at each other - her in her
PVC panties - me in my red satin and lace panties. After a few second
we dropped onto the coat in a passionate embrace.
What followed was the best sex we have ever had. Whether it was the
fact that I had feminine lingerie on or not I felt more in tune with my
wife's body. I explored her body with my hands and mouth and brought
her to the edge of orgasm before releasing my penis from its panties,
pulling her panties to the side and entering her. With the build up of
excitement I did not last long but we both ended with amazing orgasms.
Exhausted I eventually rolled off her onto my back and lay there beside
her looking up at the misty moon overhead listening to the waves
breaking on the beach. In a totally relaxed state I lay there thinking
about the wonderful events of the evening still dreaming about how sexy
it felt to be wearing panties. The brandy began to take effect and I
dozed off.
The next thing that happened changed a fairly safe sexual dare into
something amazing. As I dozed Sally-Anne slipped on her coat then
yanked out my coat and with a hysterical giggle ran off across the
dunes towards our cottage. I woke up seeing her fleeing and wondered
what on earth to do. Here I was in the dunes a quarter of a mile from
our cottage wearing nothing but stockings, bra and panties!
My first thought was of shear terror. I thought about stripping off the
lingerie and streaking home but the butterflies in my stomach made me
think how incredibly sexually exciting the situation was. I have always
enjoyed dares and I decided I would stay dressed as I was and try to
get back without being seen. I stood up and looked around and seeing
no one I started to walk towards our cottage. The first bit was easy
and I relaxed a bit. It felt so sexy walking along dressed as I was.
As I approached the path I heard voices. I crouched down beside a gorse
bush and listened. A courting couple walked by within 10ft of me. If
they had looked my way they would have seen a panty clad man crouching
by the bush - what would they have said? After they had passed I
crossed the path and made my way behind the beach huts to the road.
I had to go along the road about 50 yds. There was a street light a
little up the road and an enclosed bush shelter on the other side of
the road and then the entrance to our cottage. The road was deserted so
I decided to make a dash for the shelter. As I approached the shelter I
heard a car coming and as I ducked into it the lights came around the
corner - did they see me? The car passed but several other cars
followed and I was trapped. I could not decide whether I was excited or
terrified but certainly my erection was still straining at my panties.
Then I really got worried as I heard the courting couple begin walking
along the road. I prayed that they were not going to wait for a bus -
how would I explain why I was dressed as I was? They crossed the road
and headed straight for me. I pushed myself back into the darkest
corner of the bus stop and almost stopped breathing in anticipation.
My luck stayed with me as they walked past so closely that I could
smell the girls perfume. I sighed with relief as they turned the corner
and looked across the road at the entrance to our cottage. I looked up
at the cottage and saw Sally-Anne on the balcony watching me and
laughing like mad.
I took courage and crossed the road and went up the drive. I thought I
had made it without problems when Sally-Anne played one last trick on
me by turning on the outside flood light lighting me up like day.
Although the cottage was not in a built up area there were other
properties around and I was somewhat on show!
I ran to the house and dived inside straight into the arms of my wife.
After a passionate kiss she dropped off her coat and together we went
into the living room and fell on the floor. The sex that followed made
previous sessions seem tame.
A considerable time later we were sitting around drinking more brandy
still dressed in our lingerie and discussing the evening. Sally-Anne
admitted that she had fancied the idea of dressing me in her lingerie
and had found it very sexy but had also enjoyed the idea of getting her
own back on the times I had made her go out dressed in that way and
undressing in the open.
As we sat there I wondered what her other fantasies had been on the
cards so I picked up the pile and looked at the first, and then the
second, and the third and each said:
'Go to the pub for a drink wearing a coat with lingerie of my selection
and nothing else beneath!'
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