Weekend in Panties

Because of my more affectionate and more demonstrative feminine side my girlfriend Erin liked to mess with me every now and then before, during, or after we made love saying she was going to dress me up in her panties. I would always laugh it off when she said it. I never admitted to her that the idea actually kind of turned me on afraid that she would think that's going a bit too far and wouldn't actually want me to do it.

Erin and I had planned a four-day weekend at the beach and were both really looking forward to it. The night before she spent quite a bit of time packing. I, as a typical guy, only planned on taking a few pairs of shorts, a couple pairs of swim trunks, socks, undies, and a few t-shirts, so I had quickly put my bag together and couldn't help but giggle as she laid out large spreads on the bed trying to decide what to take with her.

As she clothes out on the bed, I walked up behind her wrapping my arms around her and kissing her neck before saying, "You know baby this is just a little beach trip, we're not meeting the queen. You don't need to be so choosy about outfits. You know you'll look great no matter what you wear."

She spun around in my grip and kissed me a couple of times before saying, "You know me I can never decide. I'm might also be picking some things out for you too, something pretty maybe." she added with a spark in her eye. My cock gave a slight twitch that I hoped she didn't feel as we embraced.

"Yeah, ok whatever." I said chuckling as we let go of each other. I decided it was best to leave her alone at that point and made to leave the bedroom. "Let me know if you need any help." I added as I left.

The next morning as we were getting the bags gathered together to put in the car, I noticed she had two bags like normal and a smaller third one. "What's in here?" I asked as I picked it up to carry out.

"Extra bikinis for the beach." she said grinning. My pervy side took over and I made to unzip the bag to see what she had chosen. She grabbed my hand before I could open it saying, "No peeking. I'd rather you see them on me." I wasn't about to argue with that and threw the bag in the car.

We chatted amiably on the way down, but I couldn't help but notice she had a bit of a Cheshire grin on her face some of the time as I glanced her way. My cock again twitched a few times hoping she had some naughty ideas for when we got to the hotel.

We got to the hotel mid-afternoon and after a quick nap and walk on the beach we decided to clean up before going to dinner. I took a quick shower and came out into the room with just a towel wrapped around me figuring Erin would do the same as I got dressed. I opened my suitcase to find some fresh socks and undies but was surprised to find neither. I dug down to the bottom but found neither socks or briefs.

I looked around slightly confused and saw Erin stripping her jeans off and for a moment enjoyed the show as ass in solid white panties came into view. As she kicked her jeans off, she spotted me watching her and apparently picked up on my confusion.

"What's wrong baby?" she asked with a funny look on her face as she turned fully to face me.

"I can't find my underwear." I said.

"What do you mean you can't find your underwear?" she said. "I saw you pack them last night."

"I know, but they're not here." I said still confused as I continued to dig through my bag even though I already dug through the whole thing.

She walked over to me with that odd sparkle in her eye and a smirk on her face as she said, "I know what you did. You left your undies at home on purpose so you could wear mine. You're not fooling me."

"No, I didn't." I said with a little panic in my voice. "You saw me pack them last night." Then the situation hit me like a ton of bricks as I realized where I was. "You planned this." I said.

The smirk widened into a full devilish grin as she said, "I've been telling you I'm going to dress you up in my panties. Now I've got you right where I want you. And don't act like you don't want to. I felt your dick throb against me last night when I mentioned I was picking out pretty things for you. And I've seen you try to hide your arousal whenever I've mentioned dressing you up in panties."

I was beet red with embarrassment at having been trapped by Erin and the fact that she knew that I was turned on by the idea of wearing her underwear.

"Even now you're quite turned on by the idea of wearing my undies." she said clearly enjoying the awkward position she put me in. I looked down and the burn of embarrassment turned up even more when I saw that I was making quite a tent in the front of my towel.

Erin seemed content for the moment to stop teasing me and came close and said, "Don't be embarrassed baby. You're not the first guy to be turned on by the thought of wearing panties. I've always been turned on by the idea but never been with a guy willing to do it until I met you, but I knew you'd need a little coaxing."

I was starting to cool off a little as I said, "I always thought you were just teasing me for being a bit more feminine than a lot of guys when you'd say you wanted to dress me up in panties. I thought you'd be turned off if I ever admitted it kind of turned me on."

She grinned at me as she said, "Oh no the idea really turns me on. I was hoping you'd pick up on it, but since you never did, I figured a little deception was in order. Then she gave me her patented sweet smile and said, "You're not mad at me are you baby?"

She knew that sweet smile melted me every time. "No, I'm not mad." Heck this would probably be a lot of fun and make for some great sex I thought to myself. My cock was rock hard and clearly up for it.

"So, you'll wear them for me?" she asked sweetly. "I've got your briefs in my other bag if you want them."

"Yeah, I'll wear them." I said.

She picked up the smaller bag that she told me was extra bikinis for the beach and unzipped it before upending it on the bed dumping out a massive number of panties. I was surprised at the sheer number of panties she had brought. Any color, material, pattern, cut, etc. you could imagine was probably now piled on our hotel bed.

My curiosity got the better of me and I began to dig through the pile and noticed that all of the panties were quite feminine. Most had at least lace leg and/or waistbands and some were solid lace. Many were silk and lace and just about all of them were colors and/or patterns that were clearly made for girls.

"Damn baby I don't think these are girly enough." I said with dry sarcasm.

"Where would the fun be if I put you in plain white Hanes Her Way panties? Don't act like you don't want to wear them." she said.

As I continued to dig, I found one pair that I thought might fit the 'plain' bill. They were solid white silk with no lace on the leg or waist bands. I picked them up to discover they had several rows of thick lacy ruffles on the seat. Erin grinned as I examined them and said, "Those would be great to wear to dinner."

I went slightly pink again at the thought of wearing panties in public. "Won't they show under my pants?" I asked nervously.

"I doubt it." Erin said. "Besides even if they do a little that's part of the kinkiness of it."

Erin started digging through the pile and found a pale pink pair with thin lace leg and waistbands and two lace panels on each side of the crotch. "These are perfect for your first pair to wear."

Before I could even register what was happening, she pulled my towel off leaving me stark naked and dropped to her knees holding the panties out and said, "Jump in baby."

I timidly balanced myself on the side of the bed and stepped one leg into the panties. "Good boy." Erin said. "Now the other leg." I stepped the other leg into the panties and she slowly pulled them up my legs with a triumphant look on her face. Thankfully the silk was stretchy and easily fit over my erection as she got the panties up around my waist.

My erection gave a couple of throbs as she pulled the silky panties up around it and up to my waist. The thin silk did nothing to hide my state of arousal and every curve, dimple, and blood vessel was visible through the panties. You could even see the blood vessels pulsing under the silk it was so thin and stretchy. My erection fit but it was close probably only about a centimeter below the waistband.

"Oh my god." Erin gushed suddenly. "You look so sexy in those." She then reached out and grabbed my erection and gave it a long hard stroke. The sensation it created was unlike anything I had ever felt down there before. My knees buckled as I had to use all of my self-control not to blow my load right then and there. That would have been quite embarrassing.

"Hmm, I see someone is quite worked up wearing panties." Erin said coyly as she continued to gently squeeze and rub my hardon. "Does this feel good?" she asked.

"Oh my god I've never felt anything like this before." I panted as she continued to tease my hardon.

She gave me another devilish grin before releasing her grip on my hardon and saying, "Well I've still got to get a shower. After that I'll decide what to do about this." she said looking down at my engorged penis throbbing in the silky panties I was wearing.

With that she disappeared into the bathroom leaving me there with a raging hardon. I sat down on the bed and tried to will my hardon to subside a bit but at the same time hoping she'd give me some relief when she got out of the shower. I looked down at my hardon and couldn't help but admire its sheer size and thickness as it strained against the frilly underwear. I also noticed a spot of precum about the size of a dime had formed from her teasing.

"It's going to be an interesting weekend." I thought to myself as I heard the shower turn on.