Lingerie 2: Opening My Private Locker to a Day of Forbidden Lust

Here in my mental Private Locker, in this dim locker room of hidden desires, I finally crack it open. The one secret I’ve guarded like a vault. Early morning. Lost in Le Clézio’s words. Phone rings. Emmanuel. His wife away. Come now. Shower. Dress up. Slip on that white panty I gave you. Under your jeans. His voice hits hard. I stiffen instantly. Tell him to shut up or I’ll cum right there. He laughs. Wants me throbbing, panty soaked when he peels it off. I hang up fast. Obey. Heart races. Feel like a slut on her first date. Craving his cock deep.

Street feels electric. Panty hugs my skin. Perverse under city boy facade. Imagine paramedics stripping me. Same thrill as no-panty girls under skirts. Morning sun warms. Corniche buzzes. Vallon des Auffes scents: sea spray, mimosa, honeysuckle, wisteria. Number 7. Blue wooden door in ivy wall. His name under old porcelain button. Ring.

The Call That Unlocked Everything

Sweaty hunk opens. Mid-thirties. Tank top, navy shorts clinging. Daniel. Neighbor. Post-jog coffee. Garden narrow, deep. Pear trees on walls. Terrace under sparse trellis. Cherry trees, lawn. Table set. Rossini’s Stabat Mater mixes holy with horny. Bliss.

Daniel returns with steaming coffee, fresh croissants. Shower stops. Emmanuel yells start without him. Sun beats. Daniel strips tank, hangs it. Bronze torso gleams. Runner’s build: long muscles, perky ass. Sits legs wide. Balls heavy, cock curved indecent. ‘Emmanuel’s obsessed with you. Jealous. But safe. We share prey sometimes.’ Smiles. Emmanuel appears. Blue-black Speedo. Tanned, solid. Hand on shoulder, cheek caress.

‘Get comfy. Tan. Daniel won’t mind.’ I stammer no trunks. He grins wicked. Window to bedroom. Shows red string. ‘This’ll do. Change.’ I hop in. Dark corner. Hungry kiss, coffee taste. Both rock hard. Pulls back. ‘Party later.’ Leaves my clothes out. White panty spread on blue bedspread. Wet spot obvious. Red string molds ass, balls. Mirror confirms. Terrace again.

Talk drags. Daniel solo now. Wife tired of his boy lust. Sees her still. Hot date with shaved Dom. Beard gone, girly face. Like me. Allusions drip sex. Emmanuel watches, eyes sparkling. Daniel bolts. ‘You devour him. Back later with Dom.’ Door shuts. Emmanuel drags me to bed. Folds my clothes sacredly. Panty on top. Shuts music, slats. Shadow-sun stripes us in mirror. Trunks drop. Hands devour. Smooth cock grinds mine. Balls brush. His dick in my lips, throat. Tongue rims his hole. My ass wet, spread. He rams in. Violent then sweet glide. Grip his neck. Tongues tangle. Cum erupts hot, bathing us.

Collapsed in our musk. Nap sticky. Shower next. His smooth body glistens. Begs raw: ‘Fuck my ass hard. Tested clean. Only you and my slut wife.’ Braces wall, legs wide. Soap my cock, plunge. Twist deep. Balls slap cheeks. Groans. Water chokes. Long pound. He bends over tub. I collapse, flood his hole. He holds off. ‘Save for later. Split you.’ Towel on bed. Basin, scissors, razor, foam. Shears pubes. Foam palms slow. Blade rasps chest, navel, pubis. Mint cool rush. Eyes lock, loving. Balls, cock, crack. Spreads cheeks. ‘Front erased, back depilated.’ Thighs to garter line. I rinse, shave limbs. Slick as girl. Cream soothes.

Light lunch. Terrace sun. Coffee, books, lazy words. Eyes promise madness. Bedroom: black lingerie lineup. Wig first. Long brown curls veil brow. Mirror: other me, hard. Lace panty, garters, fishnets, bra cups. Slutty girl, leggy, muscled. He in cream suit, pimp vibe. ‘Gorgeous whore. Makeup. Call them.’ Tongue flicks lips. Gone.

From Shaved Smooth to Total Surrender

Mate skin: bold red lips, silk scarf hides Adam’s apple. Blouse, short flared skirt, flats, blazer. Ready. Rock girl hunting dance, flash thighs, panty, ass. Bell rings. Daniel jeans, Dom blonde twin-set indigo. Voice betrays travesti. Women silent, men talk. Polaroids all night.

Car back: skirts up. Her white garters, lace panty. Mine too. Boys tease horny girls. Emmanuel outs my shave: smooth ass begs big dick. Daniel volunteers. Dom wants to girl me first. Laughter. I grab her crotch. She’s raging hard. Smiles angelic.

Bar packed travs. Eyes strip us. Square seats. Thighs press. Hands roam cocks under table. Booze spins. Made scene: legs flashed. Home talk whoring us. Dom loves multi-cock days.

Daniel’s: quick dinner, terrace coffee. Salon: photo frenzy. Poses, kisses wall. Slow strip: shoulders, hips, undies slip, fingers probe holes, cocks sucked. Insane hard-ons. Boys nude. My panty in crack, ass out begging. Bent over pics table. Cock nudges. Panties down. Knees on table. Daniel caps, reams ass. Grip Emmanuel’s hips, suck wild. Dom licks my tip swinging. Filled every end. Choke on sex stink. Clench ass on shaft. Tongue laps cock. Cum blasts. Emmanuel floods throat. Daniel yanks legs, pounds, roars release.

Wrecked. Dom grinds needy. Terrace stars. Tongue parts lips. Eyes shut. Dom’s smooth body curls. Deep kiss. Fingers deep her hairless hole. Hardens. Straddles, rubs crack on me. Caps, impales easy. Jerk her frantic. Boys watch. Daniel tongues her, lifts impaled, carries off. Emmanuel caps me, rides tight. Roll. Her legs neck-high. Pause deep. Palm our slick balls. Prunes begging suck. She bucks. Pound resumes, slap rhythm. Cum jets belly, cheek. Lick drop. Flood her. Cling fused.

Find Daniel-Dom asleep. Dress: his panty stays. Boy facade. Leave spent, joyful. More madness soon.