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Next off came his boxers to show a huge penis, he was still soft and already bigger than me fully erect. She looked at it in shock until he leaned forward taking her hand and placing it gently on his cock. She began to stroke it slowly watching him become bigger and bigger until his hand moved to the side of her head gently guiding her forward so that he was now in her mouth. She began to expertly suck his dick, he threw his head back clearly enjoying my wife's talent. I had been sucked many times by her and it really was an outstanding skill of hers.
I watched mesmerised as my stunning wife kneeled naked on the floor sucking on his huge dick. He then lifted her from the floor and lay her on the bed. He knelt between her legs and began licking her and kissing her pussy. He was clearly very talented himself judging from my wife's reaction. She sighed and moaned softly clearly enjoying herself. Then it was time, up until now it was the best thing I had ever seen, I had loved every moment of it but what he was going to do next I had dreamed about for years. He turned her over directing her onto her hands and knees. We had all agreed before hand that he would use a condom but he was about to fuck her and there was no sign of any condoms. She didn't seem to mind, or rather had completely forgotten, he certainly didn't mind so who was I to say not to. He got into position with his dick at my wife's pussy, then slowly began to push himself in. My wife's face at that moment was the sexiest thing I had ever seen, she had a look which was a mixture of lust, excitement and a little bit of pain from taking our new friends huge cock. Our friend began to thrust gently at first before getting faster and faster, he was fucking her harder and harder and she was taking all his cock pushing back against him clearly becoming more turned on than I had ever seen her. Her breathing began getting louder and her sexy face became flushed until she came, and she had the biggest orgasm she had ever experienced. In all the time that I had fucked my wife she had never cum like that with me, and never just by me fucking her. I always made her climax with our old favourite friend "Mr rampant rabbit" and here was our new favourite friend giving her her best ever orgasm in just over 5 minutes. But he wasn't done.
He was still fucking her passionately and wasn't going to stop until he had satisfied himself. He pulled out of her and lay on the bed beside her pulling her on top of him. Once on top he pulled her by her hair so that he could kiss her again and as they kissed passionately he guided his cock back in side her thrusting up hard so that she moaned loudly. He pushed her body upright so that she could ride him as he played with her big sexy breasts. I watched her ride him his hands all over her body until suddenly she was cumming again this time with a cry of "ohhh fuuuuuck." But still he wasn't finished. He kept fucking her thrusting deep inside her until he came right up inside her filling her pussy with his sperm.
They just lay there my wife still on top of him his cock still inside her holding each other until she rolled off him. He got up and dressed while I made him another drink my wife still naked on the bed. He says he would like to do it again some time and my wife agrees we say our good byes and I'm alone with my wife again.
I thank her for doing it once again telling her how awesome she looked getting fucked and then I jump into bed with my erection throbbing feeling the most horny I have ever felt.
I ask if I can fuck her but she says that she is a little sore after taking our friends big cock so I lay there while she jerks my cock. She begins telling me how good our friend was which I already knew because I was watching I laugh. I cum quickly after all the built up hornyness and we lay in each others arms more in love than ever before and looking forward to the next time.
The End.
The Sewing Class
My wife (2nd marriage ) divorced me because she could not deal with my cross dressing. It was actually the best thing that could have ever happened to me. I proceeded to get my own apartment where I would not have to hide my wardrobe and I could come and go as I pleased. Except for going to work, I started to live dressed up as a woman almost all the time.
My goal at the time was to transition completely but I was denied hormone therapy I would have needed because of medical reasons as a result of bypass surgery. Still I enjoyed my life as a woman.
I soon gathered up many cross dressing friends and transsexuals and life was one big party. I loved shopping for pretty dresses and shoes and of course my kid leather gloves and boots, and of course leather skirts and coats. I was always attracted to prom dresses and ball gowns especially in satin. Perhaps it was because when I was younger, my mother who was a wonderful dressmaker would use me to model long dresses that she would be working on . I also grew partial to satin bridal dresses and developed a fetish for anything in satin.
One day I was reading an ad for evening sewing classes which were to be held at the local high school. I thought that it would be fun to learn how to sew my own dresses and that it would be an opportunity to meet women as well.
Needless to say, I was the only male who enrolled along with 12 women. They all giggled a little to see a man wanting to learn how to sew. I told them of how my mother had been a great dressmaker and of how she would have me wear dresses for her to work on. I also confessed that I enjoyed dressing in women's clothes and wanted to make my own ball gowns. None of the women were really shocked at this. They all thought that I was kidding them until I showed them pictures of me dressed as a woman. They all agreed that I looked pretty good as a woman. One of the ladies even went so far as to say that it would be OK if I came to class dressed as a woman and that it would make things interesting. They all agreed that I should dress for class and from that day on I came to all the classes in my nicest clothes.
Class days were always very special and I took extra care to look my best. I did not care if I was over dressed compared to the other students, but I knew that they would always comment on what I was wearing and how could I afford such elegant clothes. I always wore my kid leather gloves and would wear my leather skirts and knee high boots as often as possible.
I think that many of the ladies accepted me as one of them and would invite me to join them at a local bar after classes. They all thought it was a lot of fun when some guy would hit on me and on how I would play along. I had confessed that I truly loved females and was not gay but I was not sure if they believed me.
One day I received a phone call from one of the ladies from the class. She wanted some advice on a dress she was sewing for a project and wondered if I could help her because she thought that I was doing so much better than she was. I realized that her curiosity had gotten the best of her and she wanted to see where and how I lived. I was very pleased to invite her over to my apartment that very evening after 8PM which she readily accepted.
Her name was Annie. She was an attractive brunette in her mid forties with a nice figure and a pleasing smile. I cleaned up my apartment to make it presentable but I did leave enough magazines and pictures and other items that were clearly feminine. I double shaved, got into my makeup and wig. I put on my black satin waist cincher with a black satin garter belt and black stockings and of course my black satin bra. I put on my black soft leather knee length skirt and a blue satin blouse. I put on a pair of kidskin pumps ( I would have preferred to wear my boots) and I thought that I looked sexy.
I left my bedroom closet doors ajar so you could see the clothes hanging there and had draped a purple satin nightgown over the mauve satin bedspread. I had just received a pair of up to the shoulder black kid gloves from E Bay and I left them on the dining room with the packaging for her to notice when she came in.
At exactly 8PM, there was a knock on the door and there was Annie. To my amusement and surprise she was also wearing a leather skirt and she was also wearing black leather over the knee boots and a satin camisole. I must have mentioned during one of our classes that I had a particular attraction for leather and that I thought that women were always sexy in leather. I gushed at how sexy and lovely she looked and she returned the compliment.
She came in with a dress in a garm
ent bag draped over her arm. I told her she could put her coat and dress and things on my bed while I opened up a bottle of wine for the both of us. When she came in the kitchen, she had to mention the beautiful satin nightgown that was on my bed and asked if I wore nightgowns all the time which of course I told her I did. We both took sips of our wine and she touched the black kid gloves that I had left on the table. She put the gloves up to her cheek and said she had never felt anything so soft and how great the leather gloves smelled. She had never seen gloves that long except in the movies.
I told her that I had bought them on E Bay to wear with my new satin ball gown that I was making for myself. I could tell that she really wanted to try them on and offered to help her put these wonderful long leather gloves on. I could see that the soft leather was having an effect on her as she slid her arms down the leather shaft. I helped smooth the leather up her arm and squeezed the tight leather down her fingers and smoothed out all the wrinkles. She held her arm straight out and took in the aroma of the leather. I said if she put the other glove on that I could take pictures of her wearing them which she readily agreed to.
I asked her what kind of help she wanted from me and she took a sip of her wine and smiled and made me promise not to tell anyone but she had bought a satin corset online and was having difficulty putting it on. She said that I had mentioned in class that I wore corsets and that I loved them. I told her that I would be happy to show how to lace up a corset.
We went into the bedroom and she put her gloved hands around my neck and gave me a long wet kiss and thanked me for letting her try the kid gloves on. I helped her unbutton her blouse and draped it on a chair and unzipped her leather skirt and let it fall to the floor. I was pleased to see that she too was wearing a black satin bra and a camisole, a garter belt with thigh high stockings and black satin tap panties.
I told her that she looked beautiful and we kissed again, this time longer. I could sense that she was enjoying touching me with her kid gloves and she could tell that I was getting aroused. I opened my bureau drawer and took out my own leather corset and would show her how the laces worked. I also took out another pair of kid gloves that were over the elbow but not as long as the pair she was wearing. In the meantime she was checking herself out in the mirror and began rubbing her pussy through her satin panties and moaning. I put my kid gloves on and came up behind her and cupped her breasts with my gloved fingers kissing her in the neck. I knew it would be an exciting evening as she was already trembling in my arms.
I explained to her how the different sets of laces worked and how to pull each set separately until the desired tightness was reached and how you wrapped the laces around you She had purchased a below the bust corset which was perfect. I loosened the lace and put it around her and hooked all the clasps in the front. I proceeded to tighten the laces as much as I could the first time and wrapped the laces around her waist.
I asked if she would like it if I took pictures of her in that outfit and she agreed readily. First I had to remove the garters from the corset as she was already wearing a garter belt. As I did so I brushed my hand on her pussy and she grasped it in both hands and started rubbing it vigorously. I took her in my arms and started kissing her passionately holding her face in my gloved hands. Her gloved hands were holding mine and she was all over my body.
I reached behind her back and undid her bra and let it fall to the floor. My gloved fingers went immediately to her breasts and I took turns massaging them and kissing them. I knelt down before her and slowly took down her black satin panties. Her pussy was already moist as I inserted my two fingers and began a slow rotating motion. I removed my fingers as she licked her pussy juice from my gloved fingers.
I rose and lay back on the bed and had her kneel astride my chest and guided her pussy to my waiting tongue. I made her love to her throbbing pussy and massaged her stiff little tits at the same time. I could feel each one of her orgasms. Finally she slid off and reached for my cock which had softened up some in the meantime. She put it in her mouth and gently sucked on it until it stiffened again. Then she climbed back on top and slowly descended on my rock hard cock for a nice slow rotating motion. Only a few moments went by when she climaxed again. This time she slid off my cock and put it in her mouth until I blew my whole load in her mouth.
We spent the night together and did see each other occasionally. I don't know how the other ladies in the class ever found out about it, but from that time on , I had a wonderful clientele of ladies needing help with their "sewing".
The End.
Lacey's Gift
Her legs splayed out at different angles, arms crossed and covering her ample breasts, she flexes her shoulders while slowly trying to twist her torso around, her short dark hair in mild disarray. Her movement is severely restricted; she can only just turn her head enough to see her roommate in the mirror. For some reason her body barely responds as she tries to lift her right hand.
'What are you doing Lacy?' she whispers as the other girl; this one also with short hair, but strawberry blond, pushes her on her side and slips a red and green scarf around her elbows behind her back. 'Getting you ready, like I told you earlier,' she whispered in her ear as she tightens the scarf, forcing Carries ample handful sized breasts to stand out. 'We're doing something different tonight Carrie. Don't worry, it won't take long.'
'What?' A panic making her voice sharp and a bit shrill. 'Lacey, what are you doing? It's cold; can I at least have some more cloths on?'
While the temperature in the room was actually quite comfortable, Carrie was chilled from walking home after work. She had been working as a legal assistant ever since graduating from college the year before. Now in grad school, she was glad to have the job, and a cheap place to live with her friend Lacey, even if Lacey did like to play rough games some times.
Looking at her friend's slender body, her gaze resting on two perfect erect nipples, Lacey could see that she was indeed not comfortable, goose bumps clearly visible on her taught abdomen. Having not grown much since her sophomore year of high school, Carrie was petite; her body at just less than 100 pounds was much more affected by the slight chill. 'How did a little girl like you get such nice tits?' Lacey wondered out loud.
'Your comfort isn't really the point is it babe? I have a friend coming over to play, and guess what the toy is?'
'What are you talking about? I have class later, I don't like this, take that damn scarf off me Lace.... Come on!'
'Sorry hun, not tonight. The rent is due, so just sit tight; we'll have some fun in a minute, how you feeling?'
'Not so good, please Lace, let me go. I'm really not in the mood for this. I can hardly move I'm so tired...'
'All part of the game luv. You know how the GHB affects you. You won't be able to move much for a bit. Like I said, all part of the game.'
Months ago Lacey had found that small doses of the popular date rape drug GHB had the effect of making the tiny Carrie lethargic, and unable to coordinate her limbs. Perfect for the games they sometimes played, and usually Carrie didn't mind............
'ohh.... Mffffh' was all she could get out as Lacey gently pulled the gag into Carries' mouth. Almost immediately the bell chimed. Without waiting for a response, the oversized entry door opened. Lacey could hear it close softly, then footsteps.
'Hi Lacey, long time!' the stranger said his gaze travelling up and down her muscular body, covered only by a black bra and matching panties. 'Wow, you look great. Still training I see....' was all he got out as Lacey slipped into his arms and kissed him passionately. Nearly matching his 6 plus foot height, he barely had to bend his neck to reach her eager lips. As he slid his hands up and down her firm lower back, she could feel his erection rapidly gathering momentum.
She helped him unbutton the maroon long sleeve shirt he was wearing one button at a time, leaning forward to kiss his chest after each one. With the last on undone, she slowly licked each of his nipples as he stood there, helpless to resist her whims.
His shoes slipped off easily, followed by jeans, then socks.
'Well, you've been working out!' she purred while slowly licking her way down his stomach, still muscular and lean after 42 years.
Unable to respond, Eric gazes around the room as Lacey gently takes his engorged member in her mouth, kneeling in front of him just the way he imagined she would. Pure bliss, but not likely to last long with Lacey's intimate skill.
As he looks around he finally noticed the nearly comatose dark haired beauty lying on the bed, legs spread, her only clothing being a black thong. With larger breasts than Lacey, the small dark haired girl makes a perfect contrast, deeply tanned and smooth; her skin seems to reflect the weak glow coming from the overhead lights.
'Lacey, she looks amazing! All for me?'
Removing her mouth from his cock, her right hand still fondling his balls, 'No way baby, all for us...............'
After a last slow deep suck on his cock, she walks over and lifts Carrie by her right hand to a seated position, her eyes gleaming, but her body mostly slack.
'No, mpfff,' she whimpered through the gag as Lacey slowly massages her right breast.
'What do you think Eric? Just what the doctor ordered?'
'Lacey, she doesn't look like she wants to do this, are you sure?' devouring the two nearly naked beauties with his gaze.