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Number 32 of a series of individual stories.
Being a Man in Panties
By SONIA
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Chapter 1 - Saturday Afternoon
Sally Anne and I had many fun times when I was dressed as Sonia.
Sonia had developed from a dare many months ago, into another
member of the family and a part of my life I know could not live
without.
I had not dressed up for a few weeks - both Sally Anne and I had
been busy with work. I was beginning to get a real craving and
longed for Sally Anne to suggest Sonia comes out to play. Sally
Anne was the main instigator of my dressing and I knew that for
it to be good I had to wait until she wanted it.
We were members of a country club and had taken to going there
several times a week for tennis or swimming. I had been there
as my male persona who was a member and also as Sonia, a friend
of Sally Anne, as her guest.
"Lets go and have a game of tennis this afternoon," Sally Anne
suggested.
Before I could stop myself I suggested that it would be fun for
me to go as Sonia.
Sally Anne looked at me and I saw a wicked smile come across her
face and she said, "So you want to wear panties do you?"
I grinned and said I did.
Sally Anne grinned even more wickedly and said, "You can wear
panties but you are not to go as Sonia but your normal self. You
will wear panties below your trousers and then go into the men's
changing rooms and change into your male tennis whites to play
tennis. Afterwards you must have a shower and change into clean
panties and dress in your normal clothes. You must change in the
main changing room, not in the toilets and after your shower you
must dry your hair wearing your shirt and panties and nothing
else."
I felt weak at the knees with what she was suggesting. The
changing rooms were quite large - always had people in them and
the only 'cover' were the rows of lockers which at least split
the room up into areas. I decided that the only option was going
to be to cheat and change with a towel wrapped around me or
something.
As if reading my mind she said, "To make sure you do your
allotted task you must take the video camera and leave it
recording so I can check you don't cheat."
I really did not think I would be able to do it but then she
said, "If you do your task then we will have a really fun
evening!"
The look on her face now told me that it would be fun so I
thought 'what the hell'. I wanted to wear panties and so I
would.
Sally Anne and I spent a wonderful morning planning the fun for
the evening and I almost forgot about what I had to do between
now and then. At lunch we had a few glasses of wine and I
relaxed a little.
We headed up stairs and I showered and when I came back into the
bedroom. On the bed was a pair of tan trousers and a white short
sleeved shirt, white trainers and .... pink panties! The panties
were my full cut pink satin pair with a black flower on the front
and some small black lace around the waist and the legs.
"I can't wear these in the men's changing room!" I protested.
"Yes you will," she simply replied.
She then put on the bed a pair of white full cut panties with a
pink flower on the front but luckily these only had the smallest
lace around the legs. "For you to wear while you dry your hair."
I cringed at the prospect but also a small part of me loved the
risk and excitement.
I slipped on the pink panties and suddenly my worries faded as
the emotion of wearing panties took over. They were so pretty
I loved wearing them. I put on my shirt and trousers and packed
my white panties in my gym bag. I dropped the video camera in,
wrapped in a towel, and I was as ready as I would ever be.
"I'll be down in a minute," Sally Anne said and so I picked up
my bag and headed downstairs.
Sally Anne came down ten minutes later dressed already in her
tennis whites but wow did she look good. She had on a white
blouse and short white flared skirt and under the skirt she had
on a very short 2 layer petticoat which made the tennis skirt
flare out in a very sexy way. It was not too much - just enough
to look fantastic. Without waiting for my request she lifted her
skirt and below she had on some of the frilliest white panties
I had ever seen with the lace covering the bottom, around the
legs and the waist. She looked incredible.
"Come on darling, lets go," she said and with a further flash of
panties and petticoats she picked up her bag and headed for the
door.
Chapter 2 - Changing ready for tennis
At the country club we signed in and Sally Anne gave me a kiss
and said, "See you outside in a few minutes".
I headed into the male changing rooms and to my horror there were
about 20 men in there changing. I though about turning and
running or changing in the toilet but neither option was really
possible or Sally Anne would be far from happy.
I walked towards the far end of the changing room and found an
area between 2 rows of lockers where there were only a couple of
men and headed towards the end of the row and opened a locker
about 6ft from the end. At least with a wall behind me, the
locker beside me and no one between me and the wall I was only
watching one direction.
I put my bag down beside me and took out my shoes, shorts and
shirt and placed them on the bench beside me. I then took out
the video camera wrapped in my towel and put in the corner,
pointing towards me on the widest angle and pressed the record
button. At a casual glance it looked like just my towel but I
could see the lens peeping out recording my every move.
I glanced around and saw the 2 men now chatting together,
ignoring me, and I was just about to start changing when a new
man entered, but luckily stopped at the top of the row.
I decided to enjoy the changing so started by removing my shirt
and putting on my tennis shirt. That was easy. I then undid the
front of my trousers and stood facing the camera with the front
of my trousers open and showing my pink panties to the camera.
I did my trousers up again and took off my shoes and socks and
then got my shorts ready.
This was it.
The 2 men were still deep in conversation and the third man was
sitting on the bench sorting his kit and so with my back to the
camera to keep a watch on the men I undid my trousers and let
them fall to the floor and I quickly stepped out of them.
What the hell was I doing standing in pink panties in a men's
changing room with men close by!!!!
I stepped into my shorts and as I pulled them up I turned around
to face the camera and paused for a split second to show the
pretty black flower on the panties to the camera before my shorts
were in place and I was respectable.
As I turned around I saw the man at the end looking in my
direction - did he see me. My mouth went dry as I tried to act
normal and pack my clothes into the locker along with my towel
and camera, turning it off as I put it away.
I grabbed my tennis racket and walked up towards the top of the
row and as I passed the third man he stood up and walked beside
me. We exchanged names and passed comment about nothing in
particular as we headed out to the courts. Outside his wife
joined him and together we headed to the courts and met Sally
Anne. We chatted for a few minutes and then our allotted times
on the courts arrived and we each headed off to opposite ends of
the courts for our games.
I was so distracted by Sally Anne running around the court in her
short skirt and petticoats that I lost the first set badly.
Wearing panties was also causing me difficulty to concentrate and
it was only with great effort that I managed to win the second
set.
As we sat having a rest Sally Anne whispered to me that she was
so looking forward to an evening with Sonia. She then stood up
and made as if to go back to her end of the court but then
dropped her racket and bent from the waist to pick it up, giving
me the most spectacular view of frilly panties.
My brain dropped into my crotch and I spent the next set
floundering around the court like a mad man, unable to think
about anything apart from what would happen later this evening
and her frilly panties. I lost the set and the match and fell
into the seat in a sweaty mess.
"I nearly lost the match myself," Sally Anne said, "Seeing you
running around the court in your pink panties was very
distracting."
It was then that I realised that my sweat had made my shorts not
actually transparent but as I moved there was a hint of panty
visible through the moist fabric. I pulled the shorts tight
across my front and there was the clear picture of my pink
panties complete with black flower. I let go of the fabric and
was relieved to see them almost disappear but I now knew that as
I walked back to the changing room I would need to be very
careful not to show everything.
I tugged my shirt down a bit to try to cover myself but felt as
though I might just as well take my shorts off and walk back in
my panties for all to see shouting at the top of my head 'Look
at me in my panties'.
Sally Anne just sat their grinning. "Let's have a drink," she
said.
"I can't. Everyone will see I'm wearing panties."
"No they won't. Just don't take too big steps to pull your
shorts fabric tight and you will be fine."
I reluctantly agreed but only if we sat on the terrace and she
got the drinks. I kept glancing down as I walked and was
relieved to see that I seemed semi-respectable. I found a table
and sat down and Sally Anne went to get the drinks. When she
returned the couple we had met earlier were with her and joined
us.
They introduced themselves again as Peter and Mary. They looked
to be about 30 and during our chatting I suspected that like us
they had no children. We seemed to get on quite well and I liked
Peter. We seemed to have quite a lot in common and were soon
chatting away like old friends.
After a second round of drinks Peter and Mary finally said they
had to go and we swapped phone numbers and they left. By now the
sweat had dried on me and pulling my shorts tight I was relieved
to see them did not show my panties.
I waited for about 15 minutes for Peter to change and leave and
then we set off to change.
"I'm not changing," said Sally Anne as she got up to chat to some
other friends.
As I went into the male changing rooms I was relieved to find
them very quiet with only a few people at one end. I quickly
opened my locker, repositioned my video camera and turned it on
to record. With no one near I felt daring and took off my shirt
and shoes and then slipped off my shorts and stood there in my
sexy pink panties for all to see and paraded up and down for a
few moments before slipping them off and popping them into my
bag. I grabbed a second towel and headed for the showers.
After my shower there was still no one near me so I towelled
myself dry and then slipped on the white panties. Apart from the
pink flower and the small lace around the leg they did not look
too feminine but anyone looking at them with more than a quick
glance could not mistake that they were panties.
The hair dryers were on the wall at the end of the lockers in the
area where all the runs of lockers led off from. I could not go
there in just panties so I slipped on my shirt and was relieved
to find that it came down to almost cover them.
I made sure the camera had a clear view and then with a beating
heart I headed up to the driers. There was a mirror there and
when I looked at myself the panties were almost hidden but as I
reached for the drier suddenly my shirt rose and the panties and
pink flower came into view.
I looked around and there was no one directly looking but people
nearby. Furtively looking both ways I started drying my hair
knowing that with my hand raised the panties were on show. This
felt so incredibly daring I felt as though I might cum at any
moment. I clearly had an erection which was equally on show if
anyone came in unexpectedly.
As if by sheer luck I finished my hair and put the drier on its
hook and as I turned around Peter came from the next row of
lockers and turned to me and casually said, "I really needed that
shower. I was so hot and sweaty."
I began to panic, standing next to Peter in panties but also I
was finding it very exciting. As I talked I slowly lifted my
shirt to flash my panties to the camera, exposing the pink flower
for all to see. As Peter was right beside me he was too close
to see what I was doing.
Finally Peter said good bye and left.
I heard a group of people arriving and decided I had taken enough
risks and so walked back to my locker and with one last flash of
panty to the camera I slipped on my trousers and was finally
respectable.
I left the changing room and met up with Sally Anne and she
dragged me back to the bar to recite my story to her. As I told
her of how I stood next to Peter in my panties she leant over and
gave me a big kiss and suggested we headed home fast as she was
feeling very horny.
Chapter 3 - The Video Film
As soon as we got home Sally Anne slipped out of her skirt and
petticoat which she was still wearing and wearing her filly
panties she insisted on seeing the video.
I took off my trousers and set up the camcorder and rewound it.
When I played the film I was amazed at just how daring I had
been. The shot of me in the pink panties with the men behind me
was amazing. I watched the shot as I had turned round while I
pulled up my shorts and in the background I could see Peter look
in my direction and look straight at me. Sally Anne gave a
giggle and said she wanted to see that bit again. I rewound the
tape and looked and we both decided that he could have just seen
the panties as I pulled up the shorts.
We watched on and when it came to me drying my hair Sally Anne
was amazed at how daring I had been. Looking at the film I must
say I felt as though I was a bit too daring! When Peter came up
to me and talked to me and I raised my shirt to flash my panties
to the camera I had forgotten the mirror behind and just as I was
dropping the shirt I saw Peter's eyes glance in the mirror and
again I was sure that he had seen me.
'What the hell', I thought and then I stopped thinking as Sally
Anne came over and soon we were making love on the carpet.
Chapter 4 - An Evening Out
"Let's celebrate your wearing panties by having dinner at the
Country Club," Sally Anne said and before waiting for my reply
she picked up the phone to book a table.
I felt really disappointed as I had hoped for a fun evening but
then my feelings changed when I heard her book for herself and
her guest Sonia. This really would be a celebration of a fun
day.
Sally Anne showered while I fixed drinks and then I showered. As
I went into the bedroom Sally Anne already had on her lingerie.
It was a hot sunny day and she had on white satin bra and
matching panties which had white lace trim. Although we both
liked full cut panties these were not as full as normal and
looked lovely showing off her lovely figure very well.
She had selected for me my lilac satin full cut panties with
white lace trim and matching bras. I adore stockings and even
though it was quite hot I opted for white stockings and the
matching lilac suspender belt.
"You had better wear your gaff below your panties," she said
seeing my erection.
Following the advice of Karl I had a flesh coloured gaff that
kept my penis fully restrained and had fake pubic hair on the
front and looked surprisingly realistic. It was a bit
uncomfortable when I first put it on but then I got used to it
and put on my lingerie. How could I get this same thrill every
time I put on lingerie?
Sally Anne got a lilac and white floral dress from the cupboard
for me. It had short sleeves and was tailored over the bust to
a snug waist and then flared out with a full skirt that finished
just above knee level. With my breast forms in place it
accentuated my figure and looked and felt fantastic. She opted
for a white linen dress which looked very sexy as you could see
a hint of her bra and panties below.
"I have a treat for you," she said and from the cupboard brought
out a new blonde wig with curls that cascaded down to shoulder
length.
I sat at the dressing table and she carefully put the wig on and
I did my makeup. I was getting very good at my makeup and
achieved the image I was aiming for; subtle and sexy.
We ordered a taxi and sat chatting as two girls, sipping our
drinks as we waited. When the taxi arrived we sat in the back
and allowed the driver to flirt with us as he drove. At the club
Sally Anne signed in and the receptionist who knew Sonia as Sally
Anne's friend commented on my new hair style saying how lovely
it looked. I took the complement feeling really good about
myself and we went into the bar.
Chapter 5 - Meet my husband, Sonia
At the bar we stood together with Sally Anne facing into the room
while I faced away ordering our drinks. Sally Anne was about 3ft
from me and as I chatted to the bar tender I heard Mary come up
to Sally Anne and talk to her.
Mary said, "Sally Anne I really don't know how to broach this but
I am so excited I can't just ignore it."
"What on earth is it," said Sally Anne.
"I hope you will not be offended and I hope that what I am about
to say is not some huge misunderstanding from Peter," she went
on.
I glanced around and saw Mary holding a drink and looking both
flustered and pink in the face. I decided I would stay out of
the conversation so sat on a bar stool and sipped my drink.
Mary went on, "Today when you and your husband were at the club,
Peter said in the changing rooms - Oh no I can't say this"
"Please go on," Sally Anne pleaded.
"In the changing rooms Peter thought your husband was wearing
panties," she blurted out, albeit quietly.
My stomach churned with the thought of this going around the club
and I sat very still.
"Oh," said Sally Anne and was about to say something when Mary
went on.
"I can't stop thinking about that. Is it true? I don't
understand why but I find the thought of a man in panties very
exciting."
Her last statement came out very quickly and she stopped and
blushed even more.
There was a slight pause and Sally Anne said, "What is Peter's
feelings on this?"
"I don't really know. He just sort of said that he thought your
husband was wearing what looked like panties and then he just
changed the subject and talked about other things. I just can't
stop thinking about it. I hope you won't take offence but is
your husband gay."
Sally Anne turned and gave me a wink and said to Mary, "Would you
like another drink."
Mary said she would and Sally Anne ordered another drink for her
and collected the one that I had bought for her. She sat at a
table beside me and guided Mary to the adjacent seat. She
indicated to me to stay put for the moment.
Sally Anne said to Mary, "I can assure you my husband is not gay
and yes, he was wearing panties. This was part of a sexual game
which we were playing and both really enjoy. I love my husband
to wear lingerie as he looks very sexy and it turns me on and he
is very loving and attentive when he wears panties."
Mary was literally squirming in her chair and at that point Sally
Anne turned to me and said, "Have you met my friend, Sonia?"
On the cue I stood up and gave a flirty twirl of my skirt and
went over to the table and held my hand out in for a feminine
hand shake.
Sally Anne waved a hand for me to sit and Mary looked flustered
and said, "Oh. I had wanted to continue our chat."
In my normal male voice I said to Mary, "Don't mind me. Carry
on."
To say that Mary's jaw dropped was no cliche. She looked at me
with a look of utter amazement and then in a low voice she simply
said, "I don't believe it!"
Sally Anne then told the story of how my cross dressing had
started and the sexy games we played. When Sally Anne told about
Kate and Karl, Mary downed her drink and asked if we wanted
another which we accepted.
When she was at the bar Sally Anne said to me, "Shall we ask her
to join us for dinner and maybe invite her back for a nightcap.
I really like her."
The look in Sally Anne's eyes said that she meant rather more
than a platonic 'like' so I readily agreed.
Mary accepted our invitation and over dinner as well as drinking
a lot she began to open up about her sex life and sexuality. She
had had a younger brother who she had caught once wearing her
panties and although she made out that she was cross and he said
he would never do it again, it had actually excited her.
"I can't tell you how many erotic dreams I have had about that.
I think it is the contrast between the soft and silky lingerie
and the strength and virility of a man."
Sally Anne agreed and went on to say, "And I also find the slight
lesbian appearance of the situation also very sexy. To be able
to have a lesbian affair with your partner is pretty exciting."
I saw the signs as Sally Anne put her hand over Mary's, gave it
a squeeze and held it there for a little longer than necessary
for a casual piece of contact.
Mary went on to say that Peter was not very adventurous with sex
and was happy most nights to flop in front of the television.
Mary and Sally Anne had been chatting away over the meal and
almost ignoring me but then Mary turned to me and said, "Don't
you feel silly wearing panties or dressing as a woman?"
I replied, "I have spent a lot of time thinking about my
sexuality and what I do. Many cross dressers use the argument
that women wear trousers and hence men should be able to wear
skirts as a way of justifying their dressing. I dress because
it makes me feel very sexually excited and I adore the feel and
the look of sexy clothes and lingerie. A large part of it is the
fact that it isn't 'normal' and that gives a huge thrill."
Knowing what Sally Anne had in mind I went on, "When you have a
close loving relationship a more open than usual sex life makes
life very exciting. Sally Anne enjoys going with other women and
I love watching and joining in. Sally Anne enjoys watching me
make love to other women especially when I am in sexy lingerie
and that is good for me also."
Mary was breathing deeply as she asked me, "Have you been with
other men?"
I grinned and replied, "Sally Anne and I enjoy anal sex both
where I make love to Sally Anne and also she wears a strap on and
makes love to my behind. We have a very dear friend who is a
transsexual and she and I have made love. We also had a bisexual
male friend who made love to both of us. I don't really think
there is a lot of difference between anal sex with Sally Anne's
strap on and the same with a man. Our philosophy is if you enjoy
it then you do it."
"Would you like to come back for coffee," Sally Anne asked, "or
is Peter expecting you back."
"Peter is watching the late match on the television and will be
asleep when I get back. I'd love coffee and I'd love to see your
clothes and hear more of your fun times."
We paid the bill and ordered a taxi and went outside to wait for
it. As we stood there Sally Anne took Mary's hand and they stood
close together and then almost by mutual consent they kissed.
The kiss was very tender and I knew that more was to come when
we got home.
Sally Anne grinned at me and in her wicked way said, "Go on.
Show us your panties!"
I glanced around and as no one was near I lifted the front of my
dress and exposed my lilac satin panties for the girls to see.
Mary gasped, "Oh that's so sexy! Why haven't you got an erection.
Don't you find it sexy?"
I grinned and, again making sure that no one was around, I
slipped off my panties and then again raised my dress. In the
half light it looked as though I was a perfectly formed woman
below my skirt and Mary gasped in surprise. I then turned my
back, took off the gaff and slipped my panties back on and this
time when I turned and lifted my skirt my panties were now tented
forward by my rigid erection. Dropping my skirt it also now had
a sexy bulge and hearing the taxi approach I quickly adjusted
myself so it was not so obvious and covered by the folds of skirt
fabric.
The car pulled up and we got in. Sally Anne sat in the middle, I
sat on the right and Mary on the left. As the taxi pulled away
Mary leant over and kissed Sally Anne and put her arm over as if
to put it around her but instead I felt it slip under my dress
and up to my panties and then stroked my penis through the satin.
I was already aroused and this felt great. I am sure I would
have cum had the taxi driver not given a discrete cough as he
pulled up at our home. We paid the bill and went inside.
"You know, Sally Anne, I don't know what is getting me most
excited - seeing you all evening with your bra and panties part
on show through your dress or being with your husband while he
is wearing woman's clothes. I don't know what that makes me -
maybe a lesbian cross dresser lover!"
"Let's have some fun. Would you like to see our sexy wardrobe?"
"I'd love to," said Mary.
As if it was the normal thing to do when you had guests around,
Sally Anne then slipped out of her dress and in just her bra and
panties said for Mary to follow her.
"Darling," she said to me, "Wouldn't you be more comfortable out
of your dress?"
I loved just wearing lingerie so needed little persuasion and
slipped out of my dress.
"You look fantastic," said Mary, "I feel overdressed."
With that she undid her waist on her skirt and let it drop to the
floor and this was followed by her blouse. Mary had on pale blue
satin French knickers and a matching bra, each with white lace
trim. I had not really looked at her figure before but now saw
that she had a very slender waist and quite big breasts.
Sally Anne also took in her figure and caressed her breast
through her bra for a second before suggesting I get drinks while
she took Mary upstairs.
When I joined them a few minutes later with a chilled bottle of
white wine Mary was like a child in a sweet shop looking at the
clothes, touching, caressing, taking out and holding them.
I only had one glass of wine but soon the bottle was empty and
Sally Anne took hold of Mary and they again kissed. Expertly,
Sally Anne slipped her hand behind Mary's back and undid her bra
which fell to the ground and Sally Anne was soon caressing her
breasts. Surprisingly Mary soon undid Sally Anne's bra and
together they cuddled each other and again Mary took the lead and
dropped her hand onto Sally Anne's panties and then inside them.
This was all pretty exciting and I decided to join in so went up
behind Sally Anne and put my arms around her and caressed her
breast with one hand and Mary's with the other. I then felt
Mary's other hand move from around Sally Anne's back towards me
and started caressing my bottom through my panties.
It seemed no time at all until I felt Sally Anne shudder with
pleasure as she came. As she recovered she eased Mary back onto
the couch and gently eased her legs open and then dropped between
them and started licking and sucking her. I sat down beside Mary
and she kissed me and caressed me, stroking my breasts and
tracing the line of my suspenders from my stockings but avoiding
contact with my penis.
Mary kissed me more and more furiously and then held the kiss for
what felt like an eternity until she finally relaxed after her
orgasm. Sally Anne gave her a few more kisses and licks and then
grinning slid up beside us.
"Don't think we have forgotten you," she said to me gently
touching my erection, "Tonight Mary is going to have her second
fantasy fulfilled."
Sally Anne then hopped up and went to the cupboard and took out
my lilac little girls dress and full matching petticoat and with
Mary's help they put it on me. I loved this dress more than any
and did not object at all.
"I can't believe a man can look so girlie," gasped Mary.
Sally Anne then guided us into the bedroom having grabbed a big
vibrator on the way and said, "Mary has fantasised about being
made love to by a man in panties for many many years and tonight
that is going to happen."
Sally Anne then sat down in the chair opposite the bed, watching
us while teasing herself with the vibrator and Mary and I made
love, her just in her French knickers while I was a blur of
froth, lace and satin.
I lost count of how many times she came and when I could hold on
no longer and finally collapsed on her she sighed and said,
"fifteen years of fantasy and the real thing was even better than
the dream."
As we sat together sipping brandies Mary quietly said, "How long
will it be before I can get Peter into panties?"
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