End of Part 1

As we curled up in bed together, she spooned her ass up against my panty clad crotch as I pulled the comforter over us. As I pulled her close, she pressed her ass against my hardon and the last thing she said to me was, “You better not blow your spunk on my ass.” as my erection began to grow again inside the panties.

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After the night above she tormented me for the next 3 days before giving me some relief making me wear panties every day and teasing me at night by walking around in skimpy panties and thongs to keep me hard all night. How I didn’t blow a load spontaneously I don’t know. When she finally did let me blow my load it was one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had, and I was barely able to clean the gigantic amount of cum off myself before passing out.

It was about a week after this and a bit more teasing that I arrived at her place to pick her up for a date again. I was surprised when she answered the door in a white t-shirt that barely went halfway down her stomach and a pair of skimpy white panties. I would soon enough understand why.

“What happened? You aren’t ready.” I asked simply as I enjoyed the view of her ass in white panties.

“We’ve got a little work to do before we go.” she replied simply before turning to face me and saying simply, but firmly, “Now strip.”

I was a little surprised but not gonna argue with a chance at some fun, and hopefully relief. So, as we entered her bedroom I stripped down to my undies. She looked at my white briefs and shook her head with disappointment.

“Those will never do, get rid of those too.” I quickly dropped my briefs too and she took my hand and guided me into her bathroom. Once in there she told me to stand in front of the toilet.

Once I was in position in, she turned to face me and sat down of the toilet with a wicked glint in her eye and her razor and a can of fruity scented shaving cream. A little worry set in as she said, “You’ll feel a lot better without all this extra hair on you.” Then she began spreading the cream over my legs and groin area.

Once my legs and groin area were coated in the cream, she began to slowly shave my legs up and down. It was oddly sexy watching her work with a slight smirk on her face. Once she got up top to my groin, she said looking at my now semi erect penis, “Now you better hold extra still unless you want to lose some skin.”

I did as she said while she shaved all around my cock and balls making them completely bare. It was definitely and odd sensation feeling my groin area being shaved and then exposed to the air completely. Once she was done, she took a towel and wiped up and down my legs and my groin area getting my cock worked up a bit more in the process. Then she moved me in front of the mirror, and we admired her work.

“So sexy.” she purred as we admired my now hairless lower body. I have to admit I did like the look since it made my junk look bigger. My balls were slightly swollen and hanging low from days of teasing and no relief.

From there we moved back into the bedroom, and she made for what I knew was her panty drawer. Again, I admired the view of her white panty clad ass as she dug through the drawer for what I knew would be a pair of panties for me to wear. Soon she turned with a look of triumph on her face holding a red silk and lace thong in her hand.

I was a little taken aback at the choice of a thong but was in way too deep at this point to even try to withstand what she wanted. I knew in the long run if I went along with it she would make it worth my while. So, when she held it out and beckoned for me to step into it I did. With a coy look on her face, she slowly pulled the thong up my legs and eventually around my waist. I noticed two things right away. One, my erection went to full staff inside the soft stretchy silk and created a gigantic tent in front and two, of course, was the silky strap pulling between my cheeks. The third thing I noticed was that the sensations of the silk rubbing all my junk was intensified with no hair down there.

“So sexy.” she purred again as she walked around me to get a view of my bare ass in her thong and grabbing a handful of ass cheek. She then guided me over to the bed and laid me down and said, “Now hands behind your head and close your eyes. and legs spread eagle.” I was again a little surprised by did what she said.

Once I was in the position, she wanted me in I felt her hands begin to rub my legs. She started from the base of my ankle and slowly worked her way up in a slight massaging motion that felt pretty good on my now bare legs. As she made her way up my legs, she started talking dirty to me.

“I’ve seen you staring at my ass and pussy the whole time. You know you’re a little pervert.” she said as she made her way up to my left thigh. As if to give me away further my cock gave a couple of twitches and got a little harder as she talked dirty to me. Of course, she saw it and commented, “Your cock is giving you away you little pervert.”

She finished with my left leg and started doing the same thing with my right. Even though the silk thong was stretchy it my erection was beginning to get uncomfortable, so I moved my hand to adjust it. Before I could get to the waistband, I felt a slap on top of my hand as she said, “Hands behind your head you little pervert.”

“But baby I need to adjust.” I pleaded.

“That’s what you get for being a little pervert now hold still. We’re almost done anyway. Keep your hands behind your head and your eyes closed.” she said firmly.

As she got to the top of my left leg, I felt her run a finger along the waistband of my thong as she said, “I’d better leave this alone for now. You’re so pervy today if I touch it, it’s likely to explode.” By then my cock and balls were fully charged and in need of relief but I knew it was better not to argue with her.

After a few more traces of my waistband, she pulled my feet together and I felt her slip something over them. She pulled it up my legs as far as she could before saying, “OK pervert lift your ass up so I can get this thing in place.” I arched my back up and felt her pull the whatever it was high up over my waist rest well over my belly button.

“Baby what are you doing?” I asked.

“You’ll know soon enough lover boy.” she said smugly. “Now hold still.”

Next, I felt her take my left foot and pull something over it. I felt the material pull slowly up my smooth leg. As she got up to my thigh, I suddenly realized what she was doing.

“Stockings.” I said a little breathily.

“Very good lover boy. You’ll see in a second how great they look on your smooth legs.” she said as I felt her secure the stocking to what I now knew was a garter belt she had just put on me.

At this point I couldn’t help but sit up and open my eyes. As I did, I looked down and saw my crotch covered in the silky red thong she had put me in. High over my waist she had put a black lace garter belt connecting to smoke-colored stockings. As she finished attaching the stocking to my right leg, she looked up at me with a smug look on her face.

With a little panic in my voice I said, “Aren’t we taking this whole lingerie thing a little too far? Are you trying to turn me into a woman?”

She rubbed the top of my stocking covered thigh and purred, “Hmm your mouth is saying no, but your penis is saying yes. I think we’ll go with your penis.”

“Oh, come on that’s not fair!” I protested. “You’ve been teasing me for days and have had your hands all over me now for over an hour. Of course, I’m hard.”

“If you say so baby.” she purred. She then moved her hand from rubbing the inside of my thigh near my balls and put her finger under the top garter strap. She lifted up the strap and let it snap back down on my thigh. It was an unusual sensation to go with all the unusual sensations she had introduced me to in the last hour or so. There was no way my hardon would get any softer with all this girly lingerie on pulling and tugging against me in areas that had never been done that way before.

Then she got up and said, “Well I guess we better get dressed and get going. I’m getting hungry.”

“Aw come on you can’t leave me like this.” I pleaded.

“Well, I might have been tempted to give you a blowjob since you look so sexy, but you opened your eyes before I said you could so now, you’ll have to wait. Don’t be coy though baby. You clearly like me being a tease.” she said with a sweet smile. and a quick trace of my erection. The bad thing is she wasn’t lying. I had grown to love her teasing especially when I’m wearing her panties.

She then threw me my clothes and told me to get dressed. I made to take the garter belt off until she said, “What do you think you’re doing? It was a lot of work putting that on you and you’re not getting it off that quick.”

“Aww come on.” I pleaded. “I can’t wear this out. What if someone sees it?!” I won’t even be able to go to the men’s room with this get up on!”

Without saying a word, she walked up to me and proceeded to un-clip each strap of the garter belt from the stockings. For a few seconds I thought I was in the clear until she then fed each strap through the thong I was wearing so it was on top of the garters. With a sweet smile she then said, “Ok baby now you can pee if you need to. Now get dressed you little perv, or I’ll ignore this for another week.” As she said that she traced my erection again.

I knew I was stuck again. I pulled my clothes on and thankfully none of the lingerie was visible under my clothes.

It was an enjoyable yet awkward evening out. It was impossible to ignore all the tugging sensations on my lower body. The garter belt hugged my upper waist and lower chest since it sits so high. The straps tugged at my thighs. My permanent semi-erection pressed against the front of my thong and often became a full erection from the other sensations. And of course, the thong strap tugged between my cheeks. My erection in the front determined the amount of tugging in the back, so every time I got harder, I could feel the strap pull between my cheeks.

This was all made even more awkward since every so often she would ask how I felt in down there and not always quietly. Trying not to get embarrassed I would simply tell her it felt good. And I wasn’t lying it did feel good, awkward but good.

Back at her place we curled up in bed. I was still in my lacy underthings, and she was back into her white t-shirt and panties. She spooned her ass up against my aching erection and just like last time said, “You better not blow your spunk on my ass.”

As I pulled her closer, I wondered, ‘It doesn’t get better than this.’