NOTE: Fantasies are exciting, yet unprotected sex is extremely dangerous. Please practice safe sex, get to know your partner(s), get tested, and always use a condom or a diaphragm.
As some of you know from my bio, my wife refers to my preferred underwear, men’s bikini briefs, as skanky pants. So the other night after dinner, we sat down to watch TV and she exclaimed, “Oh, I see you’re wearing your super skanky pants tonight.” Blushing, in my new lace thong panties, I admitted to wearing them because I wanted to look fuckable, to which she replied, “Yeah, that’s super skanky!”
Later that same evening, I googled “super skanky,” and the first hit that popped up was a definition from Urban Dictionary which related that a super skank is someone whose “…sole purpose in life is to sleep with as many guys as possible.” When my wife came to bed, I read the preceding definition to her, and she remarked, “And you wear that so proudly.”
At least I like to think I do. While masturbating I told her I wanted to be her super skank, that I wanted men to shove their big cocks in my mouth, to fuck my mouth, that I wanted men to fuck my dirty mouth and cum on my titties. Then I came in my hand and sucked the sweet nectar from my fingers, and reassured her that that’s what I really wanted to do at that moment. She just tsk’d.
Still, I really want to become a super skank, and to that end, I absolutely adore wearing feminine things, tiny, dainty, women’s wear–the tinier, the daintier, the better. I even go out of my way to fold my wife’s underwear on laundry days, just for the sheer joy of handling dainty things.
Simply thinking of a big cock cumming over my manly titties almost makes me cum in my panties everytime. Often, most times in fact, I dream of a group setting, under the lights so to speak, on a catwalk, on my knees, like trained seals blowing horns on stage, but without the seals, just me and a bunch of horny men who enjoy the feel of a man’s lips around their cocks.
At other times I dream of pleasuring a man in a romantic way, snuggling and kissing him as well as sucking him off. Yes, I do dream of kissing men, french kissing–sword fighting with tongues–a lot. Truth be told, I long to be held in a passionate embrace by a man, rolling and tumbling, feeling his muscles flex and squeeze. Then I want to curl up in his arms, kissing and sucking his nipples.
Frequently I masturbate while voicing my desire to kiss a man, to kiss his big penis, to have him fill my mouth and hold my head as I grab his hips or stroke his thighs. Always imagining a penis with the kindest cut, like mine only thicker, and perhaps slightly longer, with a lovely flared head. I want to lick his pendulous balls, and kiss that warm, tender region between his balls and his anus.
Yet sometimes, I just want to suck on a delicious cock and feel someone else groping and probing me from behind. I want to do my ass dance as he slides his licking stick up and down the cheeks of my ass. To drool over one sweet plum while another oozes creamy tracks up my behind.
Can I really do this, and still remain married? The short answer is no. As my wife says, if I were actually doing this, sucking cocks and serving men, there’s no way she could compete with the penis because she doesn’t have one. I believe she sells herself short, she can be highly competitive, even without a penis. I can think of no one I’d rather share such experiences with, but she is a total introvert while I am a total extrovert. She perceives three or more people in a room as a crowd when she would rather be alone, while I dream of losing myself in crowded moments.
Even now, my head is swimming with visions of hot sperm shooting between my lips, up my back, across my face, and streaking down my chest. If I’m honest with myself, these thoughts are not really about love and romance. This is pure lust driven by a passion for forbidden fruit, an earthy, heady desire to be taken by real men. To be sought after, to be found out, and objectified, to become a total slut. I often wonder too, is it just me, or do other men truly enjoy seeing a man in feminine things, lacy thongs, super skanky pants?