My doorbell rang. My boyfriend was supposed to be picking me up, so who was this statuesque blonde on my doorstep? She was dressed in a tight little black dress, stockings and stilettos. Quite beautiful. “Hello, Toby,” she said. OMG, it was my boyfriend, dressed in drag!
I stepped into him and gave him a big kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. “You look so hot, babe!”
I ran my hands over his body, across his ass, around his hips to his cock, which was getting hard under his dress.
“Come in. We don’t want the neighbors seeing what’s going to happen next,” I said, pulling him inside.
I was wearing a little red dress, and he pushed it up over my hips and pulled my panties down. He got down to his knees and started kissing and licking my tummy, my thighs, my sex. He picked my left leg up and slid it over his shoulder, dug his fingers into my ass and pulled my pussy into his mouth. He pulled the hood on my clit back and sucked. My legs started shaking as my orgasm started to build, and then I was cumming in his mouth. I dropped to my knees and kissed him, tasting myself on his tongue. My hand went to his cock again… he was harder than I’d ever felt him. I pulled his dress up over his head. He was wearing a black bra and matching panties and had a black garter holding his stockings up. I took his big cock into my mouth and sucked as I slid my hands over his body, under his bra, pinching his nipples.
He pushed me off his dick, stood up and pulled me to my feet. Bending me over the couch, he slammed his cock into my wet pussy and began fucking me. Every thrust was harder than the last and I started cumming again. He pulled his cock out of my pussy and then I felt his fingers…. he began lubing up my tight little ass hole with my cum, and then he pushed his cock into my rosebud. His fingers went to my clit rubbing little circles as he worked his way into my tight little hole. Pumping his hard cock in and out of my ass and playing with my pussy, I felt my climax building yet again.
“I’m going to cum again for you, babe… cum with me…” I moaned as we exploded together.
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Finding you standing in my bedroom all dressed up in my panties and my nightie, and some of my jewelry. I could even smell some of my expensive perfume on you. You’re dressed just like me. I watched you from the door way as you admired yourself in the mirror. Prancing around, practicing to walk like a woman. Your erection was a little hard to hide. I do have to say, I was a little surprised but I knew exactly what I was going to do with you from this point on. I walked into my bedroom wrapping my hands around your waist, whispering in your ear “what a naughty boy you’ve been.” I’m thinking you need to be punished now. Making you crawl up onto my bed laying face down spreading your legs. Making you wait with anticipation as I pulled out my strap-on. Making you feel so helpless as I pushed up your silk nightie and ripped off your panties. Rubbing my strap-on along your tight aching hole. Watching you squirm all over my bed with pleasure as I started to have my way with you. Stretching that little fuck hole wide open. Teaching you a lesson not to go through my girlie stuff with out asking me first. I’ll be the one dressing you up and fucking you like my whore.
Charlie