Road Trip and a Panty Shopping Spree

I spent most of the day driving to a hotel several hours away for work. Of course, I was wearing a pair of panties for the drive... the pink satin ones my wife bought me. I managed to wear the butt plug for a little over an hour from the start of the trip. I could have worn it much longer, but I didn't want to get too used to it. I like the way it feels and was looking forward to playing with it in the hotel room. I brought one of my fleshlights as well... the mouth.

I got to the hotel and checked in, then went out to dinner with a co-worker, wearing my panties beneath my work clothes. Afterward, I went back to the hotel and changed into some shorts and a t-shirt and headed over to Wal-mart to buy a couple of extra pair of panties. I ended up going on a bit of a shopping spree and bought quite a bit... $43 worth to be exact.

I bought 14 pairs of panties... a 10 pack of Hanes Cotton Bikinis in various patterns, size 9. Size 9 fits me much more comfortably than size 8, apparently this is my size, though the size 8's are doable.

I got a two pack of Smart & Sexy aqua blue nylon bikinis, size 8... I love the see through mesh and one pair is covered in purple and pink flowers, the other pair has a light green pattern running through it. Both have ruffles along the outside.

I bought another pair of George Ladies lace bikinis, size 8, just like the coral ones my wife bought me, but these are pinkish purple.

And I got a pair of George Ladies nylon lace thong, with a matching cammy (both are XL, pink carnation). I am wearing these now along with a pair of pink Faded Glory socks. They are for shoe size 8-12, the biggest I could find, but really tight on me. I will have to look for a larger size. And I am also wearing a pink and yellow braided ankle bracelet.

I got a box of condoms to make the Fleshlight play a little easier on the clean up. I also got a small bottle of bodycology cherry blossom body mist.

I was so nervous walking around the women's department browsing through the different panties and looking for what I wanted. The layout of the store was completely different so I had a hard time finding what I was looking for and there were women all over the place, probably close to a dozen, a couple older than me, but most my age or in their twenties. I got some glances at first but I think they just thought maybe I was picking out something for my wife, but when my basket started to get pretty full, the glances lingered a little longer and I think it was obvious they were for me.

I went through the self check out because I am a big pussy. A young couple came up behind me in line right as I picked up the first pair of panties. I was sooooo embarassed. I hurriedly tried to ring them up and get them in the bag hoping she wasn't paying attention but when I looked over out of the corner of my eye, I could see she was watching me. I kept telling myself that these people don't know me and I will never see them again. It wasn't helping. Just about that time, I was trying to pay with my card and the machine stated an override was needed and the cashier (another young woman) came over and asked to see my ID and card. I was petrified. The panties were all in the bag, open right in front of her, while she glanced at all of the items on the checkout screen and right on top of the bag, was a box of condoms. She smiled at me and tried to make some small talk about being far from home while she typed in her override. My heart was racing by the time I left.

I'm talking to my wife on the phone about it all. She asked me if I brought the coral panties with me. I told her I did and that I bought a few new pairs as well. She said it is a little weird for me to wear them when she is not with me and thinks it is a little odd for me to want to wear them all of the time... just as a fun every once in the while thing would be ok, but this is a little much for her right now all at once. I guess I will need to slow things down. Of course, I have no intention of telling her about the cammy, body mist, bracelet, socks, or the number of panties I just bought. She doesn't want me to wear them every day but I just don't want to give them up. I sooooo hope she doesn't make me. I am having so much fun and finally was starting to feel like I could be me.

Tenth Grade Math: Algebra 3-4

As a sophomore in high school, there was an unbelievably hot girl the sat diagonally in front of me. She would kick off her shoes in class and toe at them... she was as out of my league as a girl can get. Once, during a lecture... yes our teacher managed to give us lectures in 10th grade math... she seemed intent on making my cock burst out of my jeans. She was dangling her shoe from her toe... rubbing her socked feet together or playing with her shoes... she dropped her pencil at one point and picked it up with her toes and that put me over the edge. I needed to cum. There is no way else to say it. I didn't want to cum... I had a pressing... biological need... like bouncing in your seat because you have to pee so bad you can barely hold it in. I NEEDED to cum.

So sitting there in the back of math class while the pencils of my classmates could be heard furiously trying to keep up with the notes he was giving... mine was in my lap, rubbing at the bulging heap of denim. First slowly, and then furiously until I could take no more. I orgasmed... hard... it washed over me... I managed to keep quiet but was out of breath. My toes were curled in my tennis shoes. She could have been staring at me... for all I would have known the whole class could have been staring with the teacher now discussing my technique instead of mathematical anomalies. I did not take my eyes off of her feet from the moment she curled her toes around that pencil until my pants were damp from the cum stained underwear beneath them.

But the sound of scribbling graphite on paper continued, unabated. As I looked around the room, not a single eye was turned my way. For the first time, I had an orgasm in a public place with some 25 or more people in the room. I had no idea how to do the assignment that night... but I count it as among the more accomplished days I had in my four years of high school.

Fantasy: Caught with her shoes

I am naked on the floor in my wife's closet, rocking my hips back and forth with my cock buried inside one of her shoes when seconds before I'm about to cum, I feel her hand on my shoulder. I'm startled as she gently rolls me over to face her. My face is flushed, both with the effort of the vigorous sexual workout and the embarrassment of being discovered on the closet floor fucking a pair of her tennis shoes.

She kneels down beside me and, as I start to look for an explanation, she just presses a finger to my lips to silence me. Awkward and fully embarrassed, lying naked on my back with my wife beside me, I try again to explain; but as soon as I open my mouth, she lifts a sock from the small pile of dirty clothes on the floor next to her and gently places it in my mouth. In one smooth motion, she lifts her leg over my chest and presses her ass against my face, holding me in place, as she leans forward to examine my predicament. Her shoe, I realize is still on my stiff cock and she laughs a little as she takes it in her hand and starts to masturbate me with it.

Before long, I find myself close again, as she jerks me off in her shoe. Her hips rock against me as she rubs her pussy against my face. The denim of her jeans is more than uncomfortably rough as she grinds against my face and squeezes her feet together so her shoes are tight against my face. The taste and scent of her dirty sock in my mouth... the raw feeling of her jeans on my face... the pressure of her shoes against my cheeks... I let out a muffled moan as my cum fills her shoe. She continues to fuck me until my erection subsides then, as abruptly as it all started, she gets up, leans over me and with her dirty saliva soaked sock still in my mouth and my cock still inside her cum filled shoe, she kisses my cheek and says, "Please clean this up when you're finished." and leaves the room as though nothing at all had happened.

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Sock job

A couple weeks ago, EC and I were talking about spicing things up just a little in bed. We've kind of fallen into a routine that we were following every time. When you have small children and time is short you just do what works and often efficiency finds a key role. So a little kissing, getting naked, I go down on her to make her cum, then slip inside her for mine.

She wants to incorporate some toys into our sex life. That's always fun. I shared with her that I thought it would be hot for her to give me a hand job with one of her dirty socks, of one of her shoes, or a pair of her dirty panties. She really does not see the appeal, except maybe with the panties, but hey she loves me. So last night, she sent me into the closet to pick something out. She never wears tennis shoes in the summer so socks are scarce the warmer it gets and so I grabbed one of the socks she had been wearing during the day... And of course the video camera.

We normally don't talk much during sex and so the videos are normally quiet but this seemed to stir up some dialogue. While she was reluctant to kiss me because I was sick over the weekend, it was still a hot time. I can't wait to do some more.

My first sexual interest in a girl

All of these sexual experiences with these different boys occurred throughout elementary school. By the time I was in sixth grade, opportunities to explore with other boys slowed down to an unfortunate halt.

As a result, I began jacking off on a daily basis, usually more than once... But no boys... And still no girls. Sure, I'd had "girlfriends" in the "will you go with me? Circle yes or no" sense. As if that ever counted for anything. Nothing serious. Certainly nothing physical. There was this girl who lived down the street from me who I had this HUGE crush on. She was two years younger than me and the crush started in 3rd grade when I saw her at school and then noticed her on my bus.

I never thought of myself as gay. I had no concept of tye word bisexual. I was just me. I was way too shy to ask the girl down the street out. My brother and I had earned a bit of a reputation as trouble makers in the neighborhood, mostly for his part, and she was too much of a good girl to be with someone like that so I just became satisfied with daydreaming of her and watching her play out in the yard from my own yard.

I ended up joining a church youth group in sixth grade. That was where my first sexual interest in a girl began... An older "woman" from my perspective as she was in highschool. Her name was Jennifer. She's the first girl that really made my dick stand up. Way out of my league, of course. I guess the first ones usually are.

There are a lot of people out there with a lot of different fetishes. I often wonder if they know exactly how their fetishes started. I find women's feet to be a turn on... but I do not have a full blown fetish for them. Sure it's fun to lick her soles or suck on her toes or lie back and enjoy a good foot job... but it's not quite a fetish for me. What I am into are a woman's socked feet and shoes... especially tennis shoes. I know exactly how that began. It was all thanks to Jennifer.

We were in the main hall of the building where we had gone for our church retreat. Everyone was pretty much doing their own thing. I was the shy, nerdy type and didn't know anyone so I just sat there and watched television and listened to other people's conversation... the typical stuff. I had never looked at Jennifer, or any girl for that matter... including the girl who lived down the street that I had such a crush on, in any sexual manner. I wasn't repulsed by girls or surpressing anything... it just

 never happened that I had been in a situation where I looked at a girl like that with the obvious exception of pictures and magazines.

I looked up, and Jennifer was sitting on the floor, just inside the carpeted area in front of me as we all gathered to go over the agenda for our day and I looked down to see that she had kicked off her shoes. She was sitting with her legs bent and out to her side and for some reason, I just couldn't stop looking at her feet. Her socks were so bright, you'd have thought she picked them up off the set of some Tide commercial... her toes twitched here and there as we all listened to the youth pastor talking. I realized I was hard as a rock... I was horny. Not 60 seconds after the meeting was over, I had cum in the toilet 10 feet from where she sat.

Even now, a woman with plain white cotton socks and no shoes just turns me on... and since then, the fetish has grown somehow to include shoes. I can get completely aroused just walking through the shoe department in the mall. They don't even have to be on the woman's feet. I don't know what it is... the funny thing is, for so long I thought I was unique... but the internet has a fantastic way of opening people up... there are hundreds of people into it. Sure, it's a smaller group than what many fetishes enjoy... but it's still nice not to be alone.

On occasion, when I jack off... playing with a pair of my wife's socks from the laundry pile... I think about Jennifer and those sexy little feet.