Thrill & Fun

Thrill & Fun

CHAPTER ONE
The Swap Dare

In a small town in the county of Devon, there was this guy who finally took on the new responsibilty of moving out. He was 18, going on 19 a few months from now, and moving in with his girlfriend... and her parents. His name was Connor. Tall, pretty good looking, a little skinny and had a curious personality. He would look up at the stars any night he could and just watch the night sky. He would find any private spot near water and close his eyes to listen to the soothing rhythms of the flow. People who caught him on these sorts of occasions would wander what on Earth he's doing. But nothing seemed to bother him in these states. He enjoyed the beauty of the world's pictures and sounds and made the most of it.

This guy was me.

One day, me and my girlfriend, Lara, were going to go cinema together. We started preparing to go out until I felt like doing some sort of dare. Something different. Something with a potential risk of humiliation. I asked her. "Lara. Do you fancy something fun? Like a dare."
She looked at me and asked me, "Like what?"
I paused for the moment to get this right. What was on my mind was something i enjoyed. Something she didn't know i did. When she'd go out, i ceased any oppurtunity i had to wear her pretty panties for a bit. It felt nice. After i'd finish with them, i'd put them back neatly in her drawer and leave it be. No suspicious acusations.
"Okay," I said. "I dare you to wear my boxers to the cinema."
She thought about it for a while before she replied with a smile, "Okay, but...only if you wear mine to the cinema..." Her grin began to rise. It was like she had a plan. "...and for the rest of tonight and tomorrow."
My heart began to pound. A rush of excitement begain to run through my whole body yet i also felt the humiliation of this dare. I pretended to think about it.

"Alright...I'll do it."
She smiled and gave one chuckle as she walked toward her drawer to pull out her sexiest pair. She pulled out a nice cream couloured pair of silky panties where lace ran down the sides. A nice black bow also featured on the middle of the underwear to let the femininity of the panties stand out.
"Here you go dear."
I looked at them as my penis began to erect under the uncontrollable excitement. She pulled my trousers and boxers off and giggled.
She gasped as she said, "You got a hard on dear. You like them don't you?"
I denied it of course. I passed her my boxers to wear as i slipped on her underwear slowly. The feeling running up my legs knowing i was going to be locked in these panties for a while was thrilling. We finally dressed and made way to town to cinema to watch the film. Things were scary. Constantly checking the back of my shirt and trouser to check my trousers covered the panties and the shirt covered the back of my trousers. My arms begain to ache.

As we sat through the film, eating away at popcorn and Minstrels i felt her hand rest on my back. She slowly dragged it down toward the bottom and into my trousers as she grabbed the top of my panties. she yanked hard pulling them up and let go. I tried to re-adjust but she told me not to otherwise it's another day. The restriction to not touch was exciting and yet horrible. What if someone saw? I would be a laughing stock. Then, coming close to my ear, she whispered very quickly,
"Sissy girl..." and sat back.

What was i in for tomorrow? She made me sleep the night with them on and she took hers off. Thoughts ran through my head as i grew excited and anxious of what was going to happen next.

CHAPTER TWO
College Morning

"Get up. Get Up sissy girl. College."
I grumbled as i realised the morning had arised. I absolutely hate mornings. the sore throat, the tiredness, everything. And to top it off, i'm in no mood to be humiliated. My urges to wear panties aren't permanent. I just like the feeling when i feel like it and that feeling wasn't now. Yet, i felt the throbbing of my friend, 'Alan.' She named him that as she thought it deserved a name. Why was i feeling this? Thoughts were slowly running through my head until they were interrupted by my trousers.

....They were on my face.... Which had been thrown at me by Lara.

"C'mon," She said.

"Okay" I moaned as i slowly threw one leg on to the floor. Then the other. Then down with my hip. and sloooowly....

THUMP!

I do that, Naturally of course. It kind of wakes me up. I got dressed into my casual clothing accept them darn cream panties. But they felt so good. The silky feeling massaging Alan as he still continued to throb.

We waited for the bus as she continued to make out she was checking to see if 'I was being a good girl' and how i hoped that anybody passing wouldn't hear her. Luckily nobody passed but it never made any difference since there was a woman stood about 4 feet away.

I don't think she heard. I think.

The bus came by and stopped for us. We got on as them aching arms kept checking. But i still felt everyone had some form of photographic vision which could penetrate through my jeans and see the panties i was wearing. I was very cautious of my surroundings. But i came to my senses that if i act casual, nobody will know. How can they? Unless Lara tells. She wouldn't though. I know she wouldn't.

The day passed nicely and well until my lessons had finished. And so had hers. I met with her. She wanted to tell me something....

"You alright babes?" she asked normally and sweetingly.

"Yeah. You?" We kissed quickly as she replied with a simple "good thanks."

"Coming to town?" she asked.

I guess i could do with a walk. Maths and further maths does grind you to the bone after all. I nodded and said "yeah."

We walked to town and soon ended up in a clothes shop...in the 'not-man's section' and shopping for 'not for her.' She slowly browsed round and asked me, "what do you like?"

I felt Alan once again throbbing. It was so humiliating, yet exciting. I played it cool. "Um, none."

She looked at me straight faced. She slowly reached for Alan and felt the hardness. "If you don't pick out a pair, then i will, and you will pay for it at the counter yourself," she whispered. I had to pick 3 pairs. I chose a leopard skin pair with frilly pink bits at the leg holes. a frilly pink thong with glittery sparkles and pink lace pair that had a large bit of pink elastic going around. A very large bow was also on the back sticking out above the elastic. She told me to walk outside and wait. I waited...

I waited still.... She came out with a black bag and told me, "here you are."

"I know you like the feeling so i thought i'd get you some for yourself. Look. Just for you. Aren't they pretty. Sissy girl."

What was i in for with this. I thought all of these fantasy thoughts in my head as i sat on the bus on the way home holding a clothes shop bag with my own pretty panties.

CHAPTER THREE
Pool Night

"When we get home, put on this pair for the day okay," as Lara pointed to the pink frilly pair. The girliness and pinkness was so humiliating. It was a thong with a skirt like frill going all the way round with little sparkle going round. The possibilities of not tucking it all in could be high if i'm not careful.

We arrived home shortly after and I was sent to the bedroom the put them on and not to get changed back into my clothes. I did as i was told and got undressed as i took of these cream panties of hers. I slipped my hand into the bag. The feeling of girls underwear was...nice. I pulled the pink ones out and pulled the tag and cut the lables. They irritate me, so i cut the lable off. And slowly slipped them on. My erection stood out through the pink nylon as the frill tried to hode it. But they were no good. But it look so wrong on me and yet it felt so satisfying. I waited patiently under the bed covers. I felt humility.

The footsteps toward the door grew louder. The door handle turned as Lara walked in.

"Get out then. I want to see," she demanded.

I shook my head. I was embarassed. She pulled the quilt off the bed and out of my hands reveailing my naked body in nothing but girly underwear and smacked my leg.

"Get up! Now bitch!"

I stood up slowly infront of her in shame as she looked up at me and grinned.

"Turn round."

I frowned and shook my head. I felt so humiliated. She smaked my leg again and told me again. I had to obey. I turned slowly round as i shown off my bottom and frills.

"Very sexy." She paused and looked at me as she stroked her hand up my stomach and to my chest. She whispered, "Keep them on."

Feeling the control, i obeyed and put my clothing back on. One thing i had forgotten though was my pool match tonight with the team. Thats a lot of bending over and generally i show off my boxers all the time.

I confronted her and pleaded to wear a belt at least. But she declined and said, "you'll just have to be careful."

The day slowly passed on until night time where i had to leave with my cue to pool. I said good-bye to Lara and was good lucked. But that grin was telling me she meant good luck in not being caught.

How could i do this? I had to tuck in the frills on occassions behind my back because i wasn't careful enough already. How would i cope bending over showing them off.

I arrived at the pub where my pool captain was already practicing. He's a very down to earth guy who knows his stuff and you would most likely categorise him as a very normal human being. So i didn't want this to go wrong. I walked toward the bar and bought my drink. A coke. The hard stuff. I don't really enjoy the taste of alcoholic drinks. The occasional cider is alright but coke does me fine. I checked my behind again and pulled my shirt down as i approached the table. My captain, Paul, then said "ah Connor. Fancy a practice game"