Girlfriend's Panties. Urges Growing.

As soon as she left, the thrill and anticipation felt overwhelming. I had worn her panties before and found that I couldn't wait to put them on again. The way they felt, so very arousing! The way they made me feel, so very horny! They way they held and caressed my cock. I found it all so very arousing.

In them, feeling so sexy, maybe even feminine, I came so hard! It was a kind of pleasure and orgasm that became quickly, so very addicting!

My cock leaked, just from slipping on a pair of those girly, silky panties. Slipping into one of her sexy, tight bras. A teddy I had bought her. Did I give it, subconciously wanting it for myself? I don't know. I loved how kinky it all was, though!

I had always had thoughts and secret, hdden desires. They became magnified, they intensified when I wore them. The feeling of being and looking girly, feminine and sexy. It made me want to act girly and feminine. It made me want to do the things that sexy, sensual women did. It made me want cock and to have men. Maybe it made me want men to have me!

Secretly, I'd watch videos, wishing I could trade places with the females. Sucking cock. Oh, how I'd dream of sucking cock as I'd twist and roll on the bed. The tight silky, lace material making me look and feel so sexy! Seeing them getting cummed on and loving it. I'd love it, too, I'd think. He'd pull her thong to the side and shove his hard, drool worthy cock right up her tight asshole. She'd moan in pleasure. I'd like to moan in pleasure, too, I'd think.

Before long, I began to take it further. Feeling the delicate, sexy, tight material slide up my thighs. Pulling up thigh high stockings. Putting on a small, tight bra, the little lace triangles covering and rubbing against my hard nipples. Dressing up and slipping into one of her tight dresses. The way it held me. So tight and shapely. It made the thoughts of men and maybe wanting them so much stronger.

I bought wigs. Knowing that I could explain them away as holiday customes. I bought a realistic dildo, one that I could suck and fuck. I could say that I had bought it for her.

Can you imagine being dressed to the nines and getting on your knees for cock? On all fours, I started to lick my new fake cock. Back arched, ass up, in the air, ready to be fucked. Just hike up my dress and pull my panties to the side!

Show him! Show him how much I needed and loved his cock! I gagged on my dildo, trying to take more of it. Trying to take it down my throat. I felt frenzied. I felt so turned on and lusty.

Why should girls have all the fun? Why do only girls get to wear sexy clothes and turn men on?

I imagined him peeling up my dress. I imagined his hands on me as I backed up onto my thick and lubed dildo. Fuck, that full and stretched feeling! That fucked and used, euphoric feeling!

I felt so on edge, so close to cumming. Could I cum from being fucked? I pushed back harder, deeper. I fucked myself silly until my whole body was trembling. Over and over. Oh, even deeper! Moaning, mumbling, unable to even think. Cock! Take his cock! Fuck me!

Slamming back on my dildo, on my man's cock, my body shook. Oh, please cum inside me! Please fill me! Stretching me, filling me, hitting all those deep and hidden pleasure points! I shook and trembled, uncontrolled. What had felt like one long slow orgasm finally gave way to this amazing, orgasmic state of bliss. A state of cock leaking, ball draining bliss. I just trembled and came all over my panties and dress! I mean, all over my girlfriend's panties and dress.

I came so hard. I had to wonder if I could ever cum another way again!

It was really all I could think of! I had a plan, eager for my next chance alone. I'd take another step. Makeup. How might I look? How might I feel? It was just for fun, right? Just for the fantasy? I could never go out like that, right? I could never go out and try to entice a guy, could I?

I felt that wonderful anticipation once more. Alone, I felt the sexy material and laid out what I was going to wear. Lacy, mesh and breathy, tiny little panties, this time. A matching tiny mesh and lace bra. Another skin tight dress. A dark, long flowing wig. A little mysterious, a little bombshell and bold! Already feeling so sexy, I started to apply some makeup, just as I had seen in the tutor videos. On my cheeks, giving me those high, sexy cheek bones! On my eyes, shadowy, sensuous. On my eye lashes, long, able to bat and give that "come hither" look. Finally, on my lips, making them full and voluptuous.

Somewhat nervously, I dimmed the lights before stepping in front of the mirror. I saw my reflection, the shape of my body. It all had transformed me. From the outside in.

I tried on heels, low at first, then worked up to high ones. They made my legs look amazing. I just walked around for while, feeling so sexy, feminine and horny.

The night ended the way I imagined it would, between a man and a woman. I started to rub my make believe cock on my lips. Teasing it, imagining making it hard and aroused. I sucked it. Practice had made it so I could slip it down my throat. I tongued at the silicone balls. I liked doing that so much!

I hiked up my dress and straddled it. I lowered myself down onto it. Gosh, just the thrill and pleasure! Looking hot and sexy, feeling so sexy. I rode it and moaned, seductively. I reached for my cell. Wouldn't it be kinky to film myself? I rode and fucked that cock, like the girls did in porn. Moaning, crying out, yes, yes yes!

I layed down on my belly and shoved it back inside me. He was getting a little rough with me, using me! All part of the fantasy! I bore down on the dildo in my ass and imagined that he was taking me! Such powerful thrust, pushing me, grinding me into the bed. Making my cock grind and ache inside my panties. Yes, fuck me, I thought. Make me cum! I rubbed myself on the bed as that cock filled and stretched my ass. Squeezing down on it sent waves of pleasure through me. Squeezing down on it was going to make me cum!

I was breathing harder and harder as I edged and got closer. I cried out as reached that sweet, intense release. I could imagine him cumming at the same time. The smile I had on my face!

I finally stood. A quick glimpse in the mirror told me that my make had smeared, just as it would of on a properly fucked woman. A glow, a womanly satisfaction.

I was becoming insatiable.

Looking at ads, finding guys that liked gurls like me and knew how to treat them. It only added to the fantasy and arousal. Watching the video I made. In the dim light, I could pass for a woman in love with cock, I thought. It looked like I definitely knew how to pleasure one! I could let a guy pretend and live out a fantasy of his own, perhaps. Perhaps wanting the pleasures of another man, without being with a man, type of thing. Yes, I could fill that need!

I typed out responses to some ads, but my finger tip paused and hovered above the send button. Was I really going to respond? Could I really go through with it?

If I did, I knew that there could be no going back, Going back, I had to wonder if I would ever even want to!