Fantasy Fulfilled By LacyLips@gmail.com
DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving young men and boys. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. ____
So since I was a kid I have had a major nylon, silky, satin panty and lingerie fixation should I say. My fantasies all revolve around servicing a stud while I have on a lacy bra and sexy nylon or satin panties. Not into sissy frilly stuff, just smooth and silky stuff. Makes my dick hard a stone so I have probably left gallons of come in a slip or two over they years.
Masterbation focuses on mental images of sucking cock and getting my mouth stuffed with a hard shaft and getting my tonsils bathed in slippery spew at the end. Often there is a stimulator or a dildo up my ass as well as my mouth when I jerk off. Never though any of it would really happen. My only experience was 40 years ago in high school when my friend Peter and I stroked each other and tired a bit of 69 for a few minutes. At the time I did not want to seem too eager not wanting to be label a queer way back then. Always wished we had finished that blowjob.
In all of those years I had never been in a situation to live out my urge to have my face stuffed but the day did arrive.
I was at the pool house of the country club where I seldom spent time but the weather was hot and humid and a swim sounded better than golf. Problem was I had no suit either but when I asked the attendant if they sold them over at the pro shop he told me they had "loaners" for the members. He asked my size and tossed me a pair of the loose kind of swim trunks,like shorts. I went to a private cubicle to change. Dropping my pants I admired how hot my light blue satin panties with lacy sides looked in the mirror. I kept them on and got into the swim trunks, grabbed a towel and went for a swim. It was good.
When I returned to the locker room I ducked into the shower room to rinse off and found myself staring at a 35ish young guy in one of the older style Speedo's that did not cling tight but they sure drew my attention. Nylon! Very shiny and silky looking nylon and they appeared to be packed full too. I kept looking at the bulge wondering why some guys get the big dicks and others, like me, get a lot less.
He turned toward me and caught me staring at his package. "Hey, you're staring"
"Oh sorry. It is just that I have not seen that style of suit in a long time. Looks good on you."
"It is kind of vintage but I like the fabric. What is it you like about them?"
"I appreciate that silky feel myself."
"It is nice. Want to touch it?" I was frozen. A hot looking guy with a huge bulge in silky garb just asked me if I wanted to feel his junk. I did.
" I am not sure if that is a good idea."
"Hey it is just us two. Who will know? Go for it."
I moved over closer and brushed my hand over his soapy Speedo. The soap made it extra slippery and it felt sooo good. My fingers were tingling with excitement. What a nice wrapper for this package.
"Soap me up. Give it a rub." He instructed me.
I did it. If I had not had panties hold my own cock in tight the baggy swim trunks would have been tented to the extreme. I kind of tickled his big nuts thru the suit and then moved back and forth following the direction of his fat shaft. "You are huge, did you know that?
"Yea I was blessed. You ought to see it hard."
"It's not all the way up yet! My gosh how big does it get?"
"Take it out and see. Push my suit down under my nuts and give it some more strokes. Have you ever played with another guy's dick before?"
"Once in high school I played with a friend and we swapped blowjobs but never got to finish the job as it where." So I pulled his bright blue Speedo under his big nuts while imagining how much cum must be stored in there. My soapy hand encircled, well tried to encircle his still swelling monster cock. I could not get all the way around it.
I pumped it with a loose grip with one hand, then two hands and there was still this big circumcised head sticking out. It was pretty stiff now. If he where on something tall I could do pullups on it. The burning excitement in my hands had gone to my head and I was salivating with the idea of getting a taste of this massive tool.
"You're good at that, very good. Do you ever think about having another opportunity to"finish the job" that you didn't in high school?"
"Uh, yes." I replied quietly. What was I getting into?
"Let's rinse off and find a cubicle for a little privacy."
We wrapped in towels to hide our excitement while walking to the cubicle but as soon as we entered he dropped his and sat on the bench with that big baseball bat of a prick jutting from his lap. I sat beside him and finally asked what his name was.
"Peter." he said. "What's yours?"
"Rob. I answered" Oh shit. Only knew 2 guys named Peter in my life and I had fondled both of them.
"Stroke it, Rob. Now!" He was getting a bit commanding but I liked it.
My hands were once again busy on that swollen cucumber of a cock and gently juggling his ball sack as well. On one upstroke a large puddle of precum exited and some flowed down the head.
"Taste that. He told me." So I raised my finger to scrape it away ready to lick my finger clean. I loved eating my own precum and always savored the sweet silky feel and taste when I jerked off.
"No, Lick it off. Not allowed to waste any are we?"
I leaned over hovering for just a moment before extending my tongue for it first touch to real cock in 40 years. I kind of slurped it up and when around the head slowly 3 or 4 times before pulling away. I looked at Peter, Smiled and licked my lips clean of the clear sauce I had devoured. Dawn that was sweet. And way more than I ever put out in one surge.
I knew I wanted more so I moved to the floor kneeling between Peter's muscular thighs, resting my arms on them while my hands switched back and forth on his glassy cock. Damn he was huge!
Another minor gusher of succulent silpperyness appeared and he told me that if I wanted it I had to suck it off and not just lick it. I open my lips just a bit. he put his hand on top of my head and slowly pushed me towards his hot piece of meat. I was tentative but his downward force was gently but insistive. I was going to eat his cock whether i wanted to or not.
About the moment my lips encircled the spongy head and firmly grasped the crown I slowly revolved my tongue, which was wild with desire about now, round and round the velvety head. I had to pause for a second as I had just blown my own load in my satin panties that were still in hiding under the swim trunks. I came from my first taste of real man dick. My focus returned to my sucking tasks. I could concentrate on making Peter fill my mouth with goo. Musty, slippery, clumpy white goo. Cum. Secret Sauce. Baby Batter, Man seed. W hat ever you called it I wanted some straight from the tap if you know what I mean.
My lips where fully stretched and I had a hard time keeping the over my teeth so I did not bite the beast invader. I managed to get about half of that hot pulsing shaft into my horny face before it could go not further. My hand did not completely cover the other half that was not trying to tickle my tonsils. I was in a trance. Hypnotized by the sensations of velvet head, glassy shaft, pulsing veins and frequent surges of slippery sauce stimulating every nerve in my "now i really am a cocksucker" mouth. Oh this was good.
Peter continued to "help" me bob up and down on his mammoth cock until he told me that my wish was about to come true. I felt the shaft swell a bit and I could actually feel his load race up the tube and blast thru the end and into my waiting face. A damn gusher of goodness streamed from his dick slit and carromed off the roof of my mouth and back to land on my tonsils. Well it really filled most of my oral cavity along with all of the dick that was in there. The number two hit. No where for it to go as it shot out the sides of my mouth dribbling only my chest before I pulled away for just a second. I needed to swallow and make room for more.
In the second or two it took to gulp some down two more strong, almost burning, streams of sticky cum hand painted my eye and my cheek. I opened again, he pushed into my needy mouth again and he unloaded 3 smaller doses onto my tongue. I pulled off to swallow and get a breath. I looked at his dick in wonder. I was hooked. I needed more of that shit. I was a cocksucker. A panty wearing dick sucking, cream filled, lover of cock. I had missed 40 years of yummy penises. Maybe I could catch up.
I held onto Peter's thick tool and gently gave it another tongue bath and some long loving sucks to get that last of my milky rewards. Loved cock. Loved cum. Loved wearing panties but Peter did not know about that yet. Maybe he never would.
I was exhausted and I was getting cramps in my face from all of the activity.
"Did you get off to Rob?" Peter asked. 'I can jerk you off if you need it."
"No, I came as soon as your big dick touched my mouth." "Another time maybe?"
"Sure. You were amazing. You must have spent a lot of time practicing in your head over all of those years. Let's get dressed and I will give you my business card so we can stay in touch.OK?"
"OK, I answered. Would have said 'Oh hell yes OK in neon lights but I restrained myself."
He left for his own locker so I finally took off the trunks, pealed off the cum stickied panties and stuffed them into my carry bag and left going commando under my Dockers. I glanced at Peter's card a found that he was a patent, design and copyright attorney with an officer not far from where I lived. I knew I would find s reason to need his services - or to just service him. Every stud needs their own panty clad cocksucker that eats cum.
More to follow for sure. Comments? Love to hear from you. Will email links to other stories I have written. Lacylips@gmail.com