I accidently locked myself out of my hotel room wearing nothing but panties and stockings.
As you can see, I’m one of those guys who loves to dress in women’s lingerie. I like the softness of the nylon, the sexy feelings I get and how it turns me on to see myself in the mirror. I really get turned on with the thought that someone might see me wearing panties and other lingerie although I am usually kind of afraid of what might happen if they did. I mean, I don’t show off my panties when I’m in my home town because of the repercussions if someone I know sees me but when I’m out of town I like to do things like bend over and let my panties ride up above my waistband or go shopping in lingerie departments while holding a bunch of panties. I imagine being seen by another guy who sees my panties and likes them and we meet and… Well, you pantie lovers know what I’m talking about.
It had never happened but it was a nice fantasy. Anyway, this night I was waiting for room service while dressed in nylons and panties and sipping from a glass of wine. There was a knock on the door, my dinner had arrived. I thought about putting on a pair of pants and socks to cover myself but instead I just put on the robe I found in the closet before answering the door. It was exciting to think the room service guy might see my stocking covered legs. I opened the door and let the guy roll the cart into my room. He was a good looking guy, probably in his late 20’s and he put the tray on the table and turned to leave. I was covered by the robe to just below my knees but I knew he could see my stocking covered legs as I handed him the money for the dinner. It was very exciting but he didn’t act like he noticed my legs as he turned to leave. As he was walking out the door I let the robe fall open and I know he saw me as he looked back just as the door closed behind him. I rushed to the peep hole to see what he would do and watched as he looked at the door and kind of chuckled before turning to leave. I don’t know what I would have done if he had knocked on the door, but I know what I was thinking as I stood there rubbing my hard cock through the nylon while I watched him walk away.
It was so exciting to know he had seen me in my panties and stockings and to imagine what would have happened if he had come back. I had never been with another guy but had spent lots of time online looking at other guys in panties and imagining what it would be like to be with them. The thought of rubbing my face against a hard cock in panties was one of my favorite fantasies. So, as I sat there eating my dinner my hand kept rubbing my stockings and panties as I replayed the scene with the room service guy and let my imagination run wild.
The dinner was good as I was pretty hungry after the long drive and I guess I drank more of the wine than I should have because by the time I finished eating I was feeling very good and very horny. There was a little card on the dinner tray that said to put the tray outside the door when finished so it could be picked up by room service. I was about to put on the robe so I could put the tray outside the door when I thought how exciting it would be to leave the robe off and open the door dressed in nothing but my panties and nylons. Of course it was a dumb idea, but I was thinking with the wrong head and it seemed like a fun idea at the time. What a turn-on if someone saw me! Well, the chances were pretty slim that anyone would be in the hallway at eleven o’clock, but there was a chance, and I was so turned on and was so exciting. Besides, the wine was having an effect, and I thought, “What the hell.” and picked up the tray. After checking through the peep hole I opened the door. What a turn on to be dressed in stockings and panties where anyone could see me. I had to step into the hallway just a little to put the tray down and as I was setting it on the floor I heard a sound which filled me with dread. It was the sound of my door closing behind me! Oh damn! I turned and grabbed the handle but it was too late. I was stuck in the hallway, locked out of my room, wearing nothing but a pair of pink panties and black nylons.
It was like one of those dreams where you’re naked in public. All of a sudden, being dressed in panties and stockings didn’t seem so exciting anymore. What was I going to do? I was panicky as I frantically pushed and pulled on the handle trying to open the door. I looked around and the hallway was totally empty. How was I going to get back in my room? I couldn’t very well go down to the lobby and ask for a key. I slumped down beside the door and pulled my knees up to my chin. All I could do was wait until someone came by and ask them to call the desk for help. There was no place to hide and no place I could go. I sat there for about 20 minutes. I was scared to death about what might happen, who would come by and what would they do. As I sat there with my knees drawn up to my face, the soft nylon stockings rubbing on my face, I began to relax a little. My hands began to rub up and down my legs and it felt good. I began to think about how I was in public dressed in women’s underware and how someone was definately going to see me this time and I actually began to get an erection.
Then I heard the elevator down the hall and I got worried again. What would happen? Reality hit me and I was scared and embarrassed. The erection went away and I sat there on the floor, my back against the wall, my knees pulled up to my chin and my arms wrapped around my legs, hoping to hide myself as much as possible. I saw a man walking down the hallway towards me. He was alone, about my age, mid forties, and was wearing slacks and a sport coat. He looked at me with a curious smile as he approached and said something like, “My, my, what have we here?” I was so embarrassed. I told him I had locked myself out and asked him if he would call someone to come up and unlock my door when he got to his room. He said he would and then suggested maybe I would like to wait in his room until they got here. He didn’t seem threatening and I was so anxious to get out of there I agreed and followed him to his room which was just down the hall. I was so embarrassed!
When we got into his room I sat on the edge of the bed as he took off his jacket and hung it in the closet. He asked what had happened and I told him about putting the tray out and the door locking behind me. He said he would call in a minute as he sat on a chair and took off his shoes, leaving his socks on. Then, as he stood up, he said, “You look cute in your outfit. Do you dress like that often?” I just kind of mumbled “Sometimes” as he moved in front of me and began to unbuckle his belt. “Oh my gosh!” I thought, “What’s he doing?” “Don’t be embarrassed,” he said. “I like the way you look.” and he opened his waistband and began to unzip his pants. I knew what was coming next, he was going to ask me to suck his cock and, even though it was something I had often dreamed of, at the moment I was sure I didn’t want to do that. I was embarrassed and scared and not the least bit turned on. “Wait!” I said, “I’ don’t think…”
That’s as far as I got. He finished unzipping his pants and dropped them to his knees and stood there in front of me wearing panties! “I think we have something in common.” he said. I couldn’t believe my eyes. He was wearing a light blue panties with black lace waistband and black thigh-high stockings. He unbuttoned his shirt and underneath he was wearing a light blue cami that matched the panties. He explained that he liked to wear lingerie and often wore it under his street clothes. I couldn’t believe my eyes as he undressed and then stood there in front of me dressed in his sexy lingerie. I could see the outline of his cock through the thin nylon and I couldn’t help staring at it. “Relax,” he said as he reached for my hands and pulled me up to stand in front of him. “I like your panties,” and he reached his hand out and softly touched the front of my panties, gently squeezing my cock as he did. My cock immediately started to grow as he gently massaged it and in a moment it was hard. “May I?” he asked. I said yes and he knelt before me and lowered my panties, exposing my hard cock which he then slipped into his mouth. OMG it felt so good! I looked over and saw myself in the mirror, standing there in my panties and stockings with him sucking on me. My knees almost buckled as shivers ran through my body.
I was about to tell him I couldn’t take any more when he stopped, pulled my panties back over my cock, and stood up. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against him. I could feel his cock rubbing against mine and my hands wrapped around him and I felt the soft nylon of his cami. I felt like I was in some kind of a dream. Then he started to kiss my neck and cheek and he pressed his lips against mine. I had never kissed a man before and it was so different from a woman’s kiss. His lips were harder, kind of rougher, but I liked it and I opened my mouth to his probing tongue. I felt so strange, kind of free in a way. I loved kissing him and the feeling of the short hair on the back of his neck and the soft nylon encasing his body and his hard tongue in my mouth and him sucking on my tongue as I probed his mouth.
I felt our cocks rubbing against each other through our panties and realized I’d almost forgotten about that. I pulled away from him and dropped to my knees. I knelt in front of him and looked at his pulsing cock in his panties. It was so exciting and so wonderful. Here it was, something I had always dreamed about, right in front of me. A beautiful hard cock inside a pair of sexy panties. I wanted to rub my face against his panties and feel his cock inside of them so I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him to me. I pressed my cheeks against the soft nylon and rubbed my lips back and forth across his hardness. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips over the tip of his cock, still covered in the panties and tasted his precum as it soaked the thin nylon.
I slowly lifted the waistband of his panties and lowered them. There was his hard, naked cock, inches from my face, a little drop of precum leaking from the little hole. I wrapped my hand around it and it felt like holding my own but different. I brought my lips to it and slowly slid it into my mouth. Ooohhhh yeesssss it was so good. It was softer than I had imagined but still so hard. I could feel the veins and my tongue licked around the hood as I sucked it as deep into my throat as I could. Then I slid it back out, not all the way, just to the tip, and back in again. It felt so good to be sucking on a cock. I thought of myself, on my knees, dressed in panties and stockings, sucking on a stranger’s cock. I felt so naughty and slutty and I wanted the feeling to last forever as my lips slid up and down his hard, pulsing shaft.
I don’t know if I was any good at sucking cock but from the moans I was hearing I figured I must be doing okay. After a few minutes he told me to stand up and we hugged and kissed again. He led me to the bed and we lay down in a 69 position and I once again got to suck on that magnificent cock. It felt so good to be sucking on him while my hands ran up and down his stocking covered legs and over his pantie covered ass cheeks. I could feel his hands rubbing me as well and, of course, his mouth was doing wonderful things to my own cock and it wasn’t long before I was shooting loads of cum. He kept sucking on my cock as I came and I was moaning and enjoying the feeling when I felt his cock begin to pulse in my mouth and felt him squirt his cum into my throat. I tried to swallow as much as possible but wasn’t very successful. I had tasted my own cum before and it was similar and warm and sticky.
When we were done we just lay there for a couple of minutes. I just felt really relaxed. After a few moments we got turned around and lay there on the bed talking, mostly about our love of panties. He then offered to call room service to get me a key and offered me a pair of pants and a shirt to wear back to my room. Of course, the next night I had to return the pants and shirt but that leads to another story.