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"What the hell do you do with all that underwear?" she demanded an
answer quickly.
"I wear it."
"Bullshit!" she responded. "I have maybe a dozen panties, what have you
got, like 100 pairs. A girl doesn't need 100 pairs of panties, and
you're a guy. At least I thought you were a guy. 100 panties, Jesus,
what a faggot!"
"I'm sorry!" I tried to apologize, though I'm not sure what I was
apologizing for. She started picking them up from the dresser and
throwing them on the bed.
"And they're all yours? You don't have any other women's, do you,
faggot?" she spit at me. "Lie on the bed, sissy. I want to see what you
do with all these panties."
I lay on the bed as she continued picking up pair after pair, and after
a quick examination, threw them at me. "Well, take of your clothes,
faggot and put on your panties. You said you wear them. Let me see you
wear them."
I started taking off my clothes and again tried to explain that the
panties were all mine and that I really did wear them.
"I don't doubt it, faggot. Your panties are all so pretty. I can't wait
to see you wearing them. Where are your bras, dear?"
I told her I kept my bras in the third drawer. I'm not sure why she'd
opened my dresser in the first place. The first two drawers were filled
with panties. The third drawer had about 30 bras and some tights.
"Fuckin' tights. What else am I going to find in your lingerie chest,
faggot?" she yelled as I continued to remove my clothes. "Leave your
panties on, faggot!" she demanded. I took off everything but a white
pair of woman's Haines Her Way briefs. They were obviously a woman's
panty but the most boyish undie I could find for the day. At least they
weren't nylon or a floral print. And they didn't have any feminine lace
like most of the panties Tammy was pulling out of the drawers.
She grabbed a handful of bras and threw them at me. She emptied the
first three drawers onto the bed, and I just sat there in the middle of
it wearing a woman's white cotton brief. I picked up a panty but told
Tammy that I was already wearing underwear and asked if she wanted me to
put on another pair. "Absolutely, faggot. You've got enough underwear to
change your panties a dozen times each day. What's the problem, faggot,
do you have heavy periods or something?"
She hadn't even opened the 4th drawer. When she opened that one, she
burst out laughing. I kept some girls swimsuits, tampons and
pantiliners, camisoles, slips, and other female attire there. "Put on 10
panties, right now, faggot. I don't want to see any unsightly bulges
near your pussy. That is what you call that small piece of flesh down
there? Isn't it? It's certainly too small to be considered manly. I want
a nice flat feminine outline under your panties, faggot! And put on a
couple of bras. Make sure the outer one coordinates with your panties.
And stuff your faggot bras with panties. Lots of pretty panties, close
to your heart. Isn't that just precious?"
I quickly followed her instructions and put on 10 panties, the last one
being one of my prettier Olga, pink lacy panties. I'd seen the
coordinating bra on the top of all the other lingerie on the bed so
picked that one as the last. I put on three bras and stuffed my bra cups
with three panties in each side. Tammy said it looked like I'd done that
before as I had no problems putting on a bra. "What a nice womanly bust
you have, faggot. You must have a girl's name, James. A person with a
lingerie dresser so full of feminine intimates does not go by the name
of James.
I told her my girl name is Jamie. "What a fuckin' surprise, faggot.
Having bras and panties and tights, and girl's two piece swimsuits. What
other little surprises are you going to tell me about? What the hell did
you invite me over here for? Were you looking for something other than
sex? Were you going to steal my panties or something? Women don't invite
other women to their homes for sex. Were you looking for a guy and maybe
too drunk to tell the fuckin' difference? Am I that ugly you thought I
was a fuckin' guy or something? How disgusting!" She sat on the bed next
to me and started crying.
I sat next to her wearing 10 pairs of panties and three bras. I felt
like the biggest faggot in the entire world, making this girl cry. I
really did have to think for a moment on how I should respond to her
questions.
"I'm sorry, Tammy. I didn't know how to tell you about myself. I just
happened to think you are the most beautiful woman in the country and I
wanted to have a drink with you. I don't know what made me invite you to
my house, and I didn't expect you'd accept. I'm not into guys. Really. I
just happen to think of myself as a girl sometimes, but I'm still a guy
and want a relationship with a woman. I've never had that before. I
mean, I've had sex with women and I like that. I just think of myself as
a woman as well. I know that's weird and I don't know how else to
explain all the women's clothes here.
She looked at me, but didn't say a word. I stood up and was about to
start taking the panties off. Wearing 10 pairs of panties is a little
uncomfortable. She told me not to. She told me just to stand there while
she looked at me and then at the pile of panties and bras and things on
the bed. She picked up one of the swimsuit bottoms. "I had this suit
last summer," she informed me. "The guys were drooling all over the
place when I walked around the pool. I felt pretty sexy wearing this
bikini." She looked at the tag and informed me that it was her size.
"Can I borrow it?" I nodded in agreement. She told me to put my
intimates away while she went to the restroom.
"And get out of all those panties and bras, faggot. A girl only wears
one bra and panty at a time. Wear the pink set, which looks good on
you." She went into the bathroom with the bikini top and bottom.
I quickly put the panties in the top two drawers. The bras and tights
went back into the third drawer. All the slips, feminine hygiene
products, and other items went into the fourth drawer. I took off
everything but put the pink lingerie back on and sat on the bed. I did
restuff the bra as it looked better with a little breast cleavage.
When she came out of the bathroom, she was wearing just the bikini. "Do
you look as sexy in this swimsuit as I do, faggot?" she asked me. She
walked over to the bed and pushed me down and lay on top of me. I would
have told her she looked much better in the swimsuit than I could ever
look but she kissed me really passionately before I could get a word
out. She started pulling me up toward the pillows and we pushed the
bedspread and sheets down. "God, you look awesome in that bra and panty
set, Jamie." I can't believe I just heard her say that. My penis was
extended out of the feminine waistband and she rubbed herself in the
swimsuit bottom against my nylon panties. It was an incredible feeling.
She sat up and put her finger to my lips. "Don't say a thing, faggot!"
I'm the man here and you're my pussy. That's what you wanted, isn't it?
Tammy was rubbing her bikini bottom all over my panty covered penis.
"What a pretty pink bra, faggot." She was rubbing her hands over my bra
and chest. "Where do you keep your makeup?" she asked. She got up and
went to the bathroom again. She was out in a few minutes with a pink
makeup bag I keep under the sink. She pulled out a bottle of 'Angel'
perfume from Victoria's Secret and spritzed me and the sheets with it.
She pulled out a lipstick and surprised me by putting some of it on her
lips. Then she handed the lipstick to me and told me to make myself
pretty. I stood up, took the lipstick and the makeup bag and walked
toward the bathroom. "Wiggle your butt like a real woman, faggot!" she
yelled.
I wiggled my way into the bathroom and started with my lipstick. I
pulled out some blush, eye shadow, and mascara and did a quick job of
'powdering my nose." I walked back in the room and saw Tammy at the
closet looking for something. I knew she'd see the nightgowns as they
are long and colorful. She pulled out two but also pulled out a skirted
leotard dress as well. "Isn't this what skaters wear during their
competitions, faggot?"
I confirmed that it was a skater's dress. She asked me when I had an
opportunity to wear such a pretty dress. I told her that it just hung in
my closet because I could never wear such a womanly outfit, especially
in front of anyone. She hung the dress in the closet and started taking
off her bikini. She then put on one of the nightgowns. She selected a
grandma style flannel nightgown and handed me a babydoll with matching
panties. I keep the coordinating panties on the hanger. She walked me
over to the bed and told me to get dressed as she lay on the bed and
started playing with herself. I started taking off the Olga bra but she
told me to keep that on and stuffed with my 'pretty' panties. I stepped
out of the Olga panties and into the babydoll bottoms. I put the top on
and it floated nicely around the bra. I was about to lie next to Tammy
but she told me she wanted a blow job. "Isn't that what a girl gives to
her 'man,' faggot. On your knees and lick me clean, faggot."
I dropped to my knees as Tammy repositioned herself so her legs were
hanging from the bed. My god, she had a beautiful pussy. It was wet and
glowing from her liquids as she rubbed herself. I made it a little
damper. And she tasted wonderful. How I enjoyed looking up her nightgown
and saw her mountainous breasts and a light touch of sweat. How
wonderful it was to watch her squirm and see her muscles move as she
wiggled from the pleasures I gave as I licked her pussy. She came a
couple of times and screamed a little which I thought was totally cool.
I wasn't trying to listen to her mumblings but I did her say 'faggot'
and 'panties' a number of times. I figured she was talking about me.
After a few orgasms, she asked me to stop. She directed me to lie on the
bed and she sat on top of me. She lifted the flannel nightgown up high
enough and pulled my penis out from the legging of the panties. She said
she wanted me to keep my panties on while she took me like a 'man' would
take his girl.
She slipped my penis inside her but she kept on calling it her penis and
I had the pussy. "Look at it, faggot" she pointed out that her penis was
in my cunt because I had the panties on and she didn't it. It made sense
to me. It did look like her penis was inside me. "And I'm on top,
faggot, the man is always on top!" she spoke with such authority, I
wasn't about to argue. We made love like this for about 10 minutes and I
know she came again and I did as well.
She rolled off me and lay on her back. She told me it was my job to get
the lights, 'bitch' which I did. We slept together and as I fell asleep
in my cute little babydoll, I couldn't figure out why.
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