She's Changing Me

My girlfriend Samantha and I have been going out for 6 months, and it's been a very happy relationship. We get along really well, she's a total minx in the sack, and we have a nice apartment together. We're even thinking of getting a pet. To top it off, Samantha's a bit of a hottie. She's got beautiful blonde hair which she usually wears straight but occassionally curls. She has lovely B cup tits and a perfect pert nose which complements the rest of her beautiful face quite nicely. The rest of her body is amazingly fit and sexy as she works out at the gym five times a week.

In fact, I was lying in bed waiting for Samantha to finish washing her face so I could get a look at her beautiful tits and body. I was reading a Sports Illustrated to kill time, but I was really just horny as hell and I could barely concentrate on the magazine. How could I be expected to when we had agreed fifteen minutes ago that we were gonna have sex tonight? Just like a woman though, Samantha had to torture me with face washing, proper cleansing, preparation, etc.

Given that she was such an amazing lay, I wasn't about to complain, and I didn't really care that much, I was just a bit impatient, that's all. After what seemed like an interminable wait Samantha emerged from the bathroom, looking as sexy as ever. Her blonde hair was loose, flowing down to her shoulders and framing her face in a knee bendingly sexy way. She was wearing her pink satin panties and bra, a matching set, and one that just so happened to be my favorite. I absolutely loved the feel of satin against my skin, and Samantha was well aware of my passion for it. She wore the satin undergarments quite often, and usually left everything on while we had sex, we just pulled the panties aside to slip me in.

"Hello there handsome. Do you like what you see?"

"You look beautiful Samantha, as beautiful as ever. You know I love your satin underwear too, so now I'm even more turned on."

The large tenting of my boxer shorts supported that last statement, and it would have been obvious to anyone who even glanced at me that I was incredibly turned on.

"Why don't you slide your underwear off and we'll see what we can do about that hard cock of yours?"

I pulled my boxers down and was left wearing nothing. I quickly tossed the magazine on the ground as Samantha made her way over to me. She climbed on top of me and let her satin clad pussy rest against my cock, torturing me with the smooth feel of the material. She lowered her upper body to mine and began to rub satin clad tits on my chest, brushing over my nipples and sending little shocks of joy throughout my body.

"Do you like my satin panties on your cock baby? Do they feel good rubbing against you?"

I was mid groan, but I managed to grunt out something that sounded like a yes, satisfying Samantha enough that she continued rubbing herself against my hard cock. I could feel just a hint of her wetness seeping through her panties too, a good sign that she was just as turned on as I was.

"Baby, it's turning me on to see you so hot for my satin panties. My pussy is getting so wet thinking about having your cock inside of it. Does it make you hot to think about fucking my pussy?"

"God yes Samantha, it makes me hotter than hell thinking about fucking you. I can't wait to bury my cock in your pussy. My dick is so hard right now it's hurting. You have me incredibly turned on."

Much to my surprise, Samantha jumped off of me and bound over to her dresser. What the hell? I'm ready to burst here and she just leaves? Regaining my composure, I looked over at what she was doing and saw her rummaging through her drawers. When she turned around she was holding another pair of pink satin panties. I was confused. I knew she had soaked hers a little bit with my precum and her own juices, but it seemed silly to replace them when the new ones were just going to get dirty anyway.

"Here baby, I want you to try these on" she said while holding up the panties.

"Uh, no, I don't think so. Why would I want to wear your panties?"

"Well, one, because I asked you to, and two, because you love the feel of satin. These will feel amazing against your cock, so why don' t you just give them a try?"

I really had no interest in wearing her panties, or at least that's what I tried to convince myself of. Why would a heterosexual man want to wear women's panties? Still, as much as it pained me to admit it, I was curious to see what they would feel like. Plus, I did want to make Samantha happy.

I took the panties from her and stepped into them, sliding the silky material up my legs. I'll admit, it was a little bit electric feeling the satin encase my cock and balls. My dick was only semi hard by now so it wasn't crushed by the panties; in fact the soft feel of the panties was incredibly stimulating, serving to stiffen my cock.

"So, how do they feel?"

"Well, it's not bad. I like the softness of the satin against my skin. It feels kinda nice."

Samantha stepped up to me, putting one hand behind my head.

"I knew you'd love them" she said before planting a strong kiss on my mouth. Her tongue lashed mine and we began a makeout dance, stroking each other and wrestling with our tongues. Her soft, small tongue explored the inside of my mouth and I did the best I could to suck it and massage it with my own, hoping to heighten her experience.

While we were kissing, she used her left hand to massage my cock through the panties, making me uncomfortably hard within the satin sack the underwear created.

"Lay down on the bed baby, on you back" she said.

I laid down with my head on the pillows and she climbed on top. I thought she was going to go in for more kissing, but to my surprise she reversed herself and we were in the sixty nine position. He panty clad pussy was inches above my face and I suddenly yearned to eat her out.

"Eat my pussy through the panties" she commanded.

I wasn't going to argue this point so I got right to it, running my tongue up and down her slit, wetting it down and applying pressure to her clit when I passed by. As I was doing this she was using her hand to massage my cock and balls, working them hard through the satin panties I was still wearing. It felt absolutely amazing. I never would have imagined that something as simple as a bit of fabric could heighten my experience so much, but my arousal levels were at new heights. I was thrusting my pelvis up as she stroked, trying to create a little more friction and sensation.

Suddenly I felt a cool rush of air on my cock as Samantha pulled it out of it's prison and began working the head with her tongue. She licked all around the sensitive spots, lubing it up for eventual entry into her warm, inviting mouth. I was still working her pussy with my tongue; now I was concentrating on her clitoral area, applying pressure with my tongue as I moved in a circular motion.

Samantha now had the head of my cock in her mouth and was using her tongue liberally to provide me with maximum pleasure. She began to bob her head up and down on my member, taking roughly half of my 7" into her mouth on each downstroke. She sucked hard on each upstroke, finishing with a tongue flourish on the tip before taking me into her mouth again. My balls were still encased in the panties, and she worked them with her free hand while she sucked me down deep.

While she was working my shaft I had pulled her panties aside to expose her pussy flesh in all it's wet, warm glory. She had built up a nice reservoir of lubricating juices and I stuck my tongue inside of her, soaking up as much of it as I could. She had always had a tasty pussy, and tonight was no exception. After enjoying her juices I went back to work on her clit, flicking my tongue over the sensitive spot, eliciting moans and body shudders from Samantha.

In a sudden movement, Samantha lifted her mouth off my cock and did a 180. She was now facing me and was rubbing her pussy along my cock, lubricating it further. We both had pink satin panties on and pulled to the side, exposing our genitals to one another. I gently thrust my cock up, trying to signal to Samantha that I wanted to be inside of her.

"Do you want to fuck me, panty boy?"

I was thrown a little by the panty boy comment, but not nearly enough to deter me.

"Yes Samantha, I want to stuff my cock deep inside of you. I want you to ride my fat dick until I cum deep inside of you."

Apparently, Samantha was turned on too because she needed no further encouragement. On my last word she balanced herself on her knees and guided my cock into her wet pussy. It slid in easily after all the oral sex we had done and in seconds I was buried to the hilt. Her panties rubbed against mine and her ass crushed my balls a little bit, a feeling I relished. Adding the panties to the sex was a pleasant bonus that I was glad I had agreed to.

"I don't want you to move, I'll do all the work" she said.

Like I was going to argue at this point. I didn't say a word and Samantha slowly rose up off of my cock, letting it nearly fall out of her before she slid back down to the hilt again.

"Do you like the feel of the panties on your balls? Do they feel nice covering your ass?"

Samantha was moving at a faster pace now, fucking me a little harder, but I still squeezed out an answer.

"Yeah baby, they feel amazing. It makes fucking you that much better. Oh god, your pussy feels so hot and wet. Damn, that's amazing."

Samantha could sense I was getting closer to my orgasm and she responded by fucking faster on my cock and doing a little bit of dirty talk.

"Your dick feels so good filling up my pussy my little panty boy. Your cock is so big it feels me up just right. I want you to fill me up with your cum. Cum deep inside my cunt. Shoot your hot man juice inside me you dirty little panty boy."

I always responded to Samantha's dirty talk, and today was no exception. Within seconds I was creaming inside her pussy, with spurt after spurt of hot cum jetting into her.

Exhausted, she collapsed on top of me, resting her head on my chest.

"That was fantastic baby, truly great sex. I think those panties really turned it up a notch for us."

"I'd have to agree Samantha, as much as I'd prefer not to admit it, they really added something."

"Good, because I want you to start wearing them more often. I think you look good in them and I know you love having them encasing your cock. Don't even bother arguing with me, we both know I'm right about this."

As much as I wanted to put up a fight, I knew she was right. It was mere minutes since I had cum and I could already feel my cock stirring to life at the thought of getting to wear the panties more often, especially if we were going to be having more sex like that. I decided not to put up a fight, why not run with it right?

"You're right Samantha, I liked the panties, what can I say? I've never had an orgasm like that, and I'll definitely keep wearing the panties if you'd like me to."

"Good boy. We're going to have a lot of fun together."

With that, Samantha planted a peck on my cheek and walked to the bathroom to clean up. I heard the shower running as I sat on the bed, absent mindedly fondling myself and reliving our torrid sex in my head. It really was an incredible experience, and while I was having some difficulty reconciling the fact that I loved wearing the satin panties I had on, it all seemed okay to me.

"Why don't you get dressed baby?" Samantha said, shocking me out of my stupor. I had been laying on the bed and daydreaming for fifteen minutes, enough time for her to finish her shower.

"We need to do some shopping. Leave the panties on though."

I threw on a pair of jeans over the panties and we headed out on the town. I quickly discovered that our destination was the lingerie store. I had decided to fully embrace this change happening in me, and so I was more excited than your average man should be when confronted with buying women's underwear for himself.

The first place Samantha took me was a wall covered with lacy bra and panty sets. They covered the gamut in color and style, but the one constant was that each set was undeniably sexy and awash in beautiful lace. The styling was beautiful and expensive looking, even though the sets themselves weren't going to break the bank. Samantha grabbed a red, light blue, and black set in a B cup (I guess we would be stuffing) off the wall before moving on to the satin section.

Looking back, this was my favorite area of the store. I fingered the material of all the bras and panties, getting aroused just imagining the soft, sexy material rubbing against my bare skin. From this section Samantha grabbed four sets, one of them a beautiful black satin set adorned with pink lace and bows. It was a dream come true for me, a sign that I was really getting into this.

We browsed the store some more and after about an hour of shopping we emerged with quite a booty. Samantha had purchased for me 12 bra and panty sets, a black satin robe for me to wear around the hosue (what a dream), 4 garters, and a huge selection of stockings to complete my first lingerie shopping trip.

Samantha handed me the keys and told me to go wait in the car.

"I have a bit more shopping to do, but it's going to be my secret what I'm buying."

"Ok baby, I'll just wait in the car for you."

"I won't be long, I promise."

With that Samantha headed off in the opposite direction. I put the bags in the car and turned it on, hoping to get the air conditioning flowing before I overheated. I searched the parking lot for Samantha and found her just before she slipped into Red Fantasies, a local adult novelty shop. What could she be buying in there? That's one surprise I would be looking forward to.

Ten minutes later Samantha emerged from the store holding a large bag filled with god knows what. I could only dream. She motioned for me to open the trunk and she tossed the bag inside before climbing into the drivers seat.

"You're gonna love your surprise baby, but I don't want to spoil it just yet. You'll have to wait until we get home."

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