Lisa had been doing research among her clients to find out what they wanted. They said that they found gurls often took more pride in their appearance than women these days.
The gurls wore expensive sexy clothes even to go shopping and not shapeless casual wear. They chose sexy lingerie with stockings or pantyhose and high heels. Some of the guys said they chose a gurl because they were sexier than their wife.

Could you be tempted by any of these??​

 

Just some more....

 

Rite now, I'd fuck em all!

 

Getting hard yet?

 

So how is your cock behaving now?



Some of Lisa's clients were happy just to get the models to pose in their sexy clothes while they sat and stroked their cock. Some of them could do a hands free cum they were so horny.

 

Some of the clients asked if they models would go out in public while they followed them looking for people's reaction. They went into shops with the models and ordered various items including shoes so the assistant could get an upskirt view of their hard cock.

 

A lot of the clients had stocking and heels fetishes and enjoyed that equally whether the model was male, female or trans. They said some of the guys had better legs and shoe collection than their wife, some also had sexy feet.

 

The models were happy to fulfil some of the other fetishes for the clients and had a large collection of costumes.

 

Lisa is wondering if you have started to wank yet or if you think you will manage to resist till later?

Some of the clients preferred the more mature models reminded them of auntie who dressed like a slut.

 

The models were also happy to pretend to be the older dominating sister to the clients. A lot of the clients had spent many happy hours dressing in their mother or sisters clothes and shoes.

 

Of course for some of the clients the ultimate satisfaction was to dress in the models clothes and try various poses. The other clients really enjoyed this session and seemed to wank harder, while waiting for their turn. They would have to cum before trying on the clothes as none of the models wanted a tented skirt.
Some of the guys with the shoe fetish would wait their turn sniffing the models newly worn heels, still hot from their feet.

 

Where to start, I suppose it was work that first stirred my interest. I work in an office environment where I am the only guy. There are another 20 girls of various shapes sizes and ages. Quite often the subject between the younger girls is current boyfriends or one night date. I think my first trigger was at morning coffee time one heavily made up girl was discussing her underwear her boyfriend had bought her. One of the other girls didn’t believe her. So, the first girl stood up reached under her skirt flashing a stocking top and suspender clip, and removed her tiny thong. She held it up for us all to see. The girl who didn’t believe gasped and grabbed them, gave them a feeling and passed them on. When they got to me, I just took them and passed them to the next girl. Eventually the owner got them back put them on, once again flashing her stocking tops and suspender clips.

“Oh don’t mind me, I expect you have seen your wife’s smalls.” She uttered to the laughter of the others. “Smalls yes, but not minuscule.” I replied somewhat embarrassed. On return to my work station I had an itch on my nose. I rubbed it and could smell the scent of her pussy from holding her thong momentarily. Mmmm I thought, I wonder if my wife (Karen), pussy smells as nice. I forgot all about it until after my shower, in the laundry basket there was a pair of my wife’s panties she had worn that day. I picked them up and held the still damp gusset up to my nose. The aroma was different but arousing. It wasn’t just the aroma it was the feel, the softness. I was becoming very erect. I had to try them on.

I struggled to get into them as they were smaller than my briefs and with a very rampant. It finished with me wrapping them round my cock and stroking myself with them

I managed not to cum, but leaving them in the basket, my own worn underwear on top, I clambered naked into bed with my wife. I snuggled up close my man hood pressing urgently in between her legs. Cupping her breast through her silky nightie. I aroused her nipple making it hard and erect. I slid my hand down to the hem and teased her panty covered pussy. “Mmmm someone is anxious, and I love it. Let me get my panties off darling.” She whispered. She quickly removed them and threw them on the floor. “Please climb on top of me.” I asked.
She climbed on top and slowly lowered herself onto my iron hard cock.

Now I could cup both her breasts through her sensuous nightie. The seed for my journey into silky nylon had been sewn. Move on 6 months. I now owned secretly several items of feminine underwear also a Little black dress. Some shoes, a blonde Wig and some items of makeup. I did use some of my wife’s makeup, I guess on hindsight using hers aroused her suspicions. I arranged a day off work, what I didn’t know was my wife accidentally met my supervisor I work with. She asked where we were going on our day off. My day off arrived; my wife left for her work. Giving her what I thought was enough time for safety. I showered shaved everywhere I could reach, then I started to dress in the undies I had stashed away. 1st a black corset with suspenders, I followed this with stockings then some panties. I tucked everything back for a smooth line. The next item was a bra, I had watched my wife fit hers backwards then twist it round. I put my arms through the straps and padded the cups with some of my socks. Lastly, I pulled the black dress over my head and settled it in place. Next was my makeup, I tried to look natural, but I guess I need practice or instruction on how to. Nearly there. Taking my wig next I fitted it and finally my heels. Not too high, I didn’t want to break or twist my ankles. I hadn’t planned anything to do just sit dressed, surf the net.

Making my way to the study to log on, I passed the lounge. My wife was sat on the sofa.
‘Oh heck, I’m finished, before I’ve even started’. “I think you had better come in here and explain yourself.” She ordered. Shaking and now taking unsure steps I joined her in the lounge. “Sit in the armchair.” She ordered again. I did as instructed. “Now what is this all about, are you gay and want to go with guys?” She asked. “No definitely not, I love the feel of the soft underwear you girls have, my cotton briefs and t-shirts are rough sand paper by comparison.” I started. I continued with the events from the thong being passed round in the staff room to her knickers in the bathroom and the acquisition of the various items I was wearing and the others in the bedroom. When eventually finished she announced.

“Well first you need to learn how to sit properly, I can see your stocking tops and panties from here, next you need lessons in applying your makeup, not mine. Then you will need some well-fitting clothes. Now back to the bedroom young lady.” She instructed me not quite so severe but quite stern still. She followed me to the bedroom and sat me down my back to the dressing table. I watched as she went through the little case of undies open on our bed. Nice choices some of these but first things first.

She removed my wig saying it was ok, but an Auburn colour would suit my skin tone. The she used her makeup cleaning pads and removed all my makeup. Then starting she applied various lotions and colours of her own makeup selection, then she used a hairbrush on my blonde tresses to make it look more presentable. “You will either need a waist of full length slip under your dress, it’s a little see through.” She told me. This is going better than I thought it would. “Now we need to sort through your undies, I think tights would be better under that dress until you have a petticoat. I can’t see any in your case. So, I’ll loan you a pair of tights, as my slips won’t fit you. Now take your stockings off and I’ll get some tights. I unclipped my stockings and removed them with my heels. Now be careful they ladder easily. She instructed me on how to put them on and set them in place. I replaced my heels.

“Now we need to get you some more clothes. Better get your wallet and cards.” She informed me. I was thinking of online shopping, but she had other ideas. She picked a black shoulder handbag and we went back downstairs. I headed towards the study. “Where are you going young lady?” She asked. “I thought we were online shopping.” I replied. “No we are going into the shopping outlet. They will have everything you need for your new wardrobe.” She stated. The firmness back in her voice. “What, no I can’t.” I replied extremely nervously. “Yes you can, and will. Now put your wallet into this shoulder bag and get in the car. I’m driving, until you get more used to your heels.” She instructed. Meekly I got in the passenger seat.

“You need to watch me for the next time, or you will expose your panties and your secret.” She told me. Moving to the driver’s side she sat on the seat and keeping her knees together swivelled in. We closed the doors and put seat belts on. It was different the belt dividing my boobs. After about 20 or so miles I began to feel less nervous, we were nearing the outlet. Karen parked not close but not far either. She got out and came round to me. I opened the door. “Knees together now.” She instructed.
I did as I was told and exited the car quite demurely. She locked the car and taking my arm she marched me as quick as I could manage into the first outlet shop

There were hundreds of dresses, skirts, blouses, heels and most exciting, lingerie all styles and colour. “Can I help you ladies?” Enquired a senior assistant. Her badge told us she was Sarah a senior assistant. “Yes please, my husband requires several lingerie items also dresses, skirts and tops. But first he needs a slip to go under his dress.” Karen informed her. I was extremely embarrassed and blushed from my toes to my hair. “He also requires a couple of auburn wigs and some heels.” She added. “Of course madam, what are you sizes sir, or perhaps I should say miss?” Sarah asked.

I felt humiliated at being, to coin a phrase, outed. “Follow me and we check what we have to your liking.” Sarah offered. Before we looked at the lingerie and dresses etc. “Perhaps madam would like to go upstairs to the fourth floor it has a selection of wigs with real or artificial hair. Also our shoe department is on the fifth floor.” Sarah offered. “Thank you can she pay at any cash desk?” Karen asked. “Yes madam, just return to the desk over there.” Sarah responded.
Sarah hurried me to the changing rooms. We went in and she quickly removed my dress. Then taking her tape measure from her pocket in her dress she took my measurements and wrote them down. While measuring my hips she noticed the corset I was wearing and the suspender clips hanging loose. “Do you normally wear stockings miss?” Sarah enquired. “I did when I dressed this morning, but Karen told me to wear tights as my dress was semi transparent.” I replied. “I love wearing stockings and suspenders, I think they are so sensual.” She replied. The next thing she did was to lift the hem of her dress to show me her lace top stockings, held taught by suspender straps.

 

She lifted it a bit higher and I could glimpse her bright pink lacy panties. The bulge of her pussy was quite pronounced. She dropped her hem to cover herself again. Her next move took me by complete surprise. She put her arms round my waist and pulled me to her. She kissed me full on the lips. Gently easing her tongue between my lips into my mouth, her hand went to my panties and caressed my growing bulge. Breaking the kiss she whispered. “We must be quick.” She knelt down and in one swift movement my tights and panties were round my thighs and my now hard cock was in her warm wet mouth.

One of Sarah’s hands was caressing my love eggs whilst the other was finding its way to my rosebud. Her bobbing, sucking, and caressing soon had my juices rising and firing both cylinders into the back of her mouth. Now she was swallowing as she coaxed every ounce of my baby maker seed out of me. As my erection subsided. She ran her tongue along the underside of my cock. Sarah stood and with her open mouth I could see my cream resting on her tongue. “Mmmm very tasty, similar to mine.” She whispered huskily.
“What do you mean?” I asked somewhat nervously. With that Sarah stood and reached behind her back. I heard her zip and her skirt was on the floor. I could now see her suspender belt trimmed with black lace and her bright pink panties. The bulge I had noticed before, thinking it was her pubic mound, was even more pronounced. She hooked her fingers into her panties and slid them down to mid thigh as were my panties and tights. As she straightened her hardening cock popped into view. “Your turn.” She told me indicating to her cock.

Nervously I knelt and carefully took hold of her. It twitched to my touch. I leant forward and my tongue licked the tip. Mmmm her sticky juice was quite sweet. So being a little bold I slipped more into my mouth. Remembering how Sarah has treated me it returned the favour. Very soon Sarah was pushing in and out. She grasped my head, holding my head still she swelled and I felt her cream pump into my mouth.
Oh my I had scored a hat trick. My first time out dressed feminine. My first ever oral with another dresser. Finally my first ever swallow of cum. “Are you two finished in there?” Came from outside the changing room. It was Karen, she had returned from buying wigs and heels.“Yes thanks, just coming out.” Sarah answered replacing her skirt. “Pull your panties and tights up.” Sarah whispered at me. I did, but before I could put my dress on Sarah had opened the door. She went straight to Karen and hugged her.

“Thank you honey, she is wonderful and very tasty.” Sarah told her. I just stood there semi dressed open mouthed. “Don’t worry darling, I knew Sarah at school, she even then was a very feminine boy, and now she is and equally feminine woman, I knew you needed to meet someone for your first oral experience that was going to treat you gently. Now let’s pay for the clothes I have chosen for you. You need to thank Sarah for giving us her staff discount.” Karen explained. “She already has and it was very tasty.” Sarah giggled. After we paid, on the drive home Karen informed me there would be a few more changes in my life.

 

So, I had the weekend with the house to myself and obviously I was going to spend the entire weekend in fem. So it was Friday night and I was fully dressed in short skirt, stockings, killer heels, a blouse, full make up and wig. It was late night maybe 1:15am I was going outside in the backyard for a cig....The way our back yard is situated is private. The door to our lowest level comes out at the far-left corner of the house to a patio. Then there is a walkway from the patio to other side of the house and up the deck steps to a gate. Now if anyone is coming you can hear the gate and footsteps on the wood deck stairs. Giving plenty of warning if someone where coming that way. So I stepped out onto the patio my heels clicking, to look up and see the silhouette of somebody on the path with the glow of a cell phone faintly on them. In a complete panic I spun around and went right back in the house closing and locking the door retreating inside. My heart was beating out of my chest. They must have seen me dressed!

My wife Sandra had once again arranged to go girls' shopping. It was nice Saturday, so I knew that she would definitely not be home before 20:00. Enough time to devote to my secret hobby. I was happy and was already really ratty. My wife took her time getting dressed and put on make-up. Although she is no longer quite the youngest at 50, she still dressed sexy. Today she chose a nice skirt to her knees, a white, transparent blouse and provocative as always, underneath a red bra. Her big tits were pushed up properly and you could think she had implants in them. Finally around noon the doorbell rang and the other three girls, Ulla, Martina and Barbara picked you up. She slipped into her black heels and they were gone... At last.

I went to the bathroom, took a nice shower, shaved completely and started to put on makeup. Then I got my "secret" bag and put on my red corsage. This was supplemented with fine black baseless and finally my 12cm patent heels. In the mirror I looked at my work and noticed that my cock was reacting to my own reflection. Semi-stiff, he rocked back and forth in front of me. Now I was looking for a matching wig and decided for the long blonde. With pleasure I strolled through the apartment and went into the bedroom.

 

From our "toy drawer" I took a big butt plug, some lubricant and let the plug disappear into my asspussy. My cock reacted immediately and stood hard as a stick. Again I trudged through the apartment and my cock stood like a tree. I enjoyed my passion and lost myself in my perverse thoughts. So I saw myself as a transny who is used and displayed. Slowly I started to jerk my stick and became more and more horny. So I stood in the hallway in front of the mirror, looked at my horny reflection and worked my cock. With my 190 and the heels, I really looked like a slut.

So in my mind I did not notice the louder and louder giggles and also not how the key of the front door was turned. In my perverse mind I was just fucked by a black man with a huge cock. When I opened my eyes to look at myself in the mirror again, I see my wife standing in front of me with the girls and see how they look at me. My wife just hissed, I knew it, you pig, you perverted tranny. Then everyone started laughing and insulting me in the worst possible way. I felt like a caught schoolboy masturbating and quickly disappeared into the bedroom.
My wife came into the bedroom and slapped my ass hard and hit my stiff with the flat of her hand. Despite the pain, I liked it. My wife did not miss this and immediately hit it again. She grabbed me by my stiff club and led me back into the hallway where her friends were still standing. She looked at me and said to her friends; "so girls, look at this slut and watch her closely," as soon as she said she clapped my cock again.
Ulla, my wife's best friend, said, "So the slut likes that, it opens up some interesting things for possibilities". The girls pushed me into the bathroom and my wife ordered me to sit on the edge of the tub. "You're waiting here and woe betide you." The door was slammed shut and locked from the outside. There I was sitting in the bathroom, my cock had retracted and I wasn't quite sure what had just happened. Somehow, I fell asleep when suddenly the bathroom door was opened. In front of me stood my wife in a latex costume.


"You want to be my Sissy"? I nodded again and got a resounding slap in the face. "When I ask you something, you answer with "yes Mistress Sandra". "yes Mistress Sandra" came from me and my thoughts just jumped in my head. Is that my wife? What happens to me now? Totally uncertain, I looked my wife in the eyes and examined her outfit. I had never seen her like this. My cock announced itself and smoldered at the sight of my wife.
She bent down and grabbed my semi-stiff cock and pulled me to my feet. "well then come with me Sissy". She pushed me towards the living room and only now noticed that I had the big plug in my pussyass. Immediately she pushed the plug a little further into my ass and I groaned.

The living room was darkened and candles were burning everywhere. When my eyes got used to the light, I recognized Martina and Barbara sitting on the couch. Both wore nothing but their high heels. Ulla stood behind it and wore like my wife, a latex costume, which was open on the tits and in the crotch.

My mistress ordered me to the middle of the room and left me standing. Ulla came and grabbed me between the legs. She kneaded my eggs and massaged my glans with her thumb at the same time. I groaned slightly and my cock shot up. "But now we should start with the education" Ulla remarked and my mistress disappeared into the bedroom. While Ulla continues to work on my cock and eggs, I hear my mistress coming back from the bedroom with someone. To my surprise, it is Thomas, Ulla's husband. He wears strapless and extremely high transparent platform heels. Between his legs hung a huge tail down that bobbed back and forth.

At the sight of this cock I got hot and cold. What happens to me now.Ulla "look here you bitch, I also have such a horny Sissy at home". I was ordered to my knees and Thomas placed himself right in front of me and his cock dangled right in front of my mouth. "Blow him you pig" I heard my wife command. Carefully and somewhat awkwardly, I began to kiss the glans and grabbed his cock. Immediately I feel a pain on my ass. "Only with your mouth" Ulla ordered me, otherwise you will get the whip again. "Yes, Mistress Ulla" I stammered and began to lick the glans with my tongue. Thomas just grunted something incomprehensible, grabbed my head and shoved his cock into my mouth. In and out faster and faster he fucked and I felt his cock getting bigger and bigger. I choked and the spit ran down me. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper into my throat and I tasted his horniness. Thomas rammed his wildly and his twitching cock and moaning announced his relief. His load poured directly down my throat and tasted great. Ulla ordered me to lick his cock nicely clean, which I gladly did.


When I finished, I was ordered to all fours and Thomas lay down under me and began to blow my cock. When I looked up, I saw that Martina and Barbara were no longer sitting alone on the couch. Mani and Karl, their husbands, were sitting with them and were also naked. Meanwhile, my wife had passed over to work on Barbara's big cunt extensively while Martina massaged her cunt. "Guys, haven't you always wanted to fuck a tranny?" Mani and Karl did not have to be told twice. Karl placed himself in front of me with his long thin cock and I immediately began to blow him extensively. Mani placed himself behind me, smacked the plug out of my ass and slowly pushed his big cock into my pussyass.


So, I was "deflowered" by three men at the same time. Slowly Mani's cock found its way into my ass and when my sphincter gave up resistance, it just flooded. It was such a great feeling that with the first push my load poured completely into Thomas' mouth. Listening as he was, he swallowed my load completely. Thomas crawled out from under me and immediately Ulla sat down on his face and let Thomas lick her extensively. Mani increased the tempo and Karl fucked my mouth without mercy. I feel that Karl was about to cum. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and squirted his huge load in my face. Also Mani was ready and his cream filled my ass.

Squirted as I was, my wife ordered me to lick her asshole. So I sat down behind my wife and began to work on her hole with my tongue. She reacted immediately and began to moan loudly while still sucking Barbara's cunt. Karl was horny again and started to fuck Martina.

Ulla also enjoyed her husband's tongue and squirted her juice into his mouth. Mani had come over to me and blew my cock that it was ringing in my ears. My cock immediately became hard and to my great surprise Mani sat down on top of me and started riding me wildly. I was like in a trance, while I licked my wife's asshole, Mani rode my cock. Like a fountain I came and poured myself completely into Mani's ass. Meanwhile, Thomas jerked Mani's cock wildly until he too squirted his load over our carpet. Barbara and Martina came almost at the same time and screamed so loudly that I was already subconsciously worried about our neighbors.

While Martina, Barbara, Mani and Karl rested on the couch, Thomas and I had to stand in the corner with our eyes on the wall. Judging by the noises, Ulla and my wife would now really get down to business. After a while, my wife ordered us to look at them again. The sight made my cock shake again. My wife was fucked in the ass by Mani while Ulla Karl rode off.

Meanwhile, Martina and Barbara had strapped on huge strap-ons and waved Thomas and me over. What else will happen to me? I just wanted to enjoy the afternoon in women's clothes....

 

I love your stories and the perfectly matched pics!

 

Sally was naked, Karen was wearing a quarter cup shelf bra, suspender belt and sheer stockings. I was similar in my padded bra suspender belt and stockings. Sally’s dress was in the washing machine as I got splashed with my cum. My dress and waist slip and panties were on the floor in the kitchen, Karen’s skirt, slip and panties was on the floor in the lounge. After we recovered, Karen went and returned with a peignoir for Sally to wear. She slipped it on but did not fasten it. Her lovely cock was fully on show and her nipples, still quite erect pocked at the material. While Karen collected the peignoir I collected my panties, slip and dress and folded them with Karen’s.

Karen opened a couple of bottles of chilled white wine, we sat back in the lounge drinking, kissing, fondling, until I started kissing and sucking Sally’s nipples, knowing how she would react. Sally held Karen’s head and their tongues soon entwined. When their lips parted I heard Sally instruct my wonderful wife to get between her legs and either lick her pussy or suck her cock and quickly. Karen almost threw herself between Sally’s legs. She alternated between sucking and probing Sally’s intimate regions. Karen didn’t stop there she reached out and took hold of my limp cock that was just starting to stir. It didn’t take long to get me erect, and leaking my pre-cum. “Can we take this to the bedroom?” Sally pleaded. “Of course.” Karen answered quickly. Soon Sally was laying naked on our bed. Karen straddled her legs and guided Sally’s cock into her juicy pussy. When Karen was fully impaled on Sally, she instructed me to get behind and insert my cock into her pussy. I thought it was Karen who said it, but it was Sally.

Kneeling behind Karen I guided my cock against Sally’s and pushed gently. “Mmmm, oh yes, I’m being really stretched.” Gasped Karen. The sensation of my cock rubbing against Sally’s inside Karen was immense. I knew I couldn’t last long. “Oh that’s so intense, I’m just about to cum darlings.” Sally almost screamed. I just grunted as I felt Sally’s cum pulse and mine was moments behind her. Karen gave a huge sigh and shudder as her orgasm eclipsed ours. I slowly and gently withdrew, I didn’t want to hurt either of them. Karen sighed as I left the confines of her warm pussy. When I had moved far enough away, Karen eased herself off Sally’s wilting cock. “Now while I clean Sally, you can get back in my pussy with your tongue and clean me.” Karen instructed me. Who was I to disobey. With Karen licking and sucking Sally’s cock and me licking as deep into my wife as I could we eventually collapsed exhausted but satisfied with our efforts. “Oh I felt so full and stretched with you both inside me. It was uncomfortable at first but it became extremely pleasurable, and feeling you both pumping you cum in me was absolutely heavenly.” Karen eventually said. “Mmmm I think I might bring one or two of my toys round next time, if there will be a next.” Sally uttered. “Oh there will definitely be a next time, and after you have sampled the delights of having two cocks in your pussy. My gorgeous girl hubby will be able to sample the same.” Karen replied. Two cock toys in me, I hadn’t had one yet. I guess saw my look.


“Of course we will have to get her used to one first before we introduce two.” Karen told Sally. I looked at Sally laying on her back on our bed, totally naked. “No time like the present and I’m hardening up nicely for her.” Sally gasped. “I’ll just get some lubricant from the bathroom cupboard.” Karen told Sally. She returned with a tube of cream, that she sometimes used on her own pussy when we made love. First she smoothed some on Sally’s cock, making her stand really proud. Next she squeezed some out onto her index finger, got me on my hands and knees then inserted her finger into me slowly then a little quicker. Karen added some cream, then she instructed me to sit on Sally’s lap. I did and with Karen’s help I slowly oh so slowly lowered myself onto to Sally. Stopping to adjust to a new sensation. Totally new sensation, first pain, then stop. Acceptance. Lower more pain not as strong as the first. Until finally I could go no lower. Sally was fully inside me. Pain gone only pleasure. After a few minutes I started to move up then down. Mmmm this was feeling good. Karen not to be left out started to caress me, arousing me with her right hand while alternating tweaking Sally’s nipples.

I had seen what happens when Sally’s boobs are played with. Sally’s hands clasped my hips and she was helping up then slamming back down. I knew she wouldn’t be able to last very long. “Yes, yes, yes, I’m going to blast my baby juice into your gorgeous husband if you keep playing with my boobs. She gasped breathlessly at Karen. Karen kept up stroking me, she leant over Sally and sucked her breasts. I couldn’t see her action but I certainly felt it as Sally really started writhing under me. “I’m cumming, be ready for a belly full of my baby juice.” Sally uttered trying to hold back. By now it was pure pleasure and no pain. “Fill me, and you might need a hair wash Karen my darling.” I breathed heavily. Karen moved away from sucking Sally’s nipples and aimed my cock towards Sally’s boobs. She was just in time as my cum shot forth over her breasts and nipples. When I was reduced to just a dribble, Karen returned to Sally’s breasts and while licking her nipples she also licked up my cream.


Sally could hold back no longer and I could feel her swell and the warmth as her hot cum pumped into me. When she stopped pumping I got off and felt her cream seeping out of me. Karen saw my predicament, and grabbed a handful of tissues and passed them to me. My rosebud closed and I stopped seeping after about 30 seconds. I threw the cum filled tissues in the bin. “I’ll go and check the washing, which must be finished by now.” I told them. Wow walking was totally different feeling after having Sally unload her cum in me. Streaks of dried cum were on my stockings, mine, Sally’s or Karen’s, perhaps a mixture of all three. I returned after putting Sally’s clothes on a warm tumble, her lingerie on the drying line. Karen had told me never to tumble her lingerie. Sally and Karen were cuddling on the bed, Sally was kissing and sucking Karen’s breasts, while Karen was trying to coax Sally’s cock back to life. Reaching Sally’s breasts and stroking and tweaking her nipples brought her cock out of hibernation. Karen took this opportunity to impale herself on it.


“Mmmm that’s gorgeous.” Karen uttered with a contented sigh. “I don’t think I have any cum left babe.” Sally gasped at Karen. “Just lay still and stay hard, while I do the pleasurable bit.” Karen replied breathlessly. It wasn’t long before Karen was tweaking her own nipples as she orgasmed . “Mmmm I needed that, now perhaps we all need to sleep. It could turn into a tiring day tomorrow .” Karen managed to breathe out as she dismounted from Sally. “Anyone got some wet wipes, I’m a bit sticky.” Sally gasped. Being a good ‘girl’ I quickly engulfed Sally’s cock cleaning it off of Karen’s pussy juice. “Could I borrow a pair of panties to sleep in if mine aren’t ready yet?” Sally requested as I cleaned her. “Of course. Karen replied as she also selected herself and me a pair. Karen removed her bra letting her gorgeous breasts out of the little confinement. She followed with her stockings and suspender belt, indicating I did the same. Then we all donned a pair of panties and once again laid on our large bed. Buying a super king size was certainly worth the money. Although we didn’t use it all cuddled together. We slept well, probably sexually exhausted. I think Karen woke first. Sliding out of bed and putting a peignoir on that did nothing to conceal her gorgeous breasts and her tiny panties she wore to sleep in. She went to bring us wake up drinks and Sally’s dried lingerie and outer clothes. I woke from hearing Karen making drinks and Sally pressing up against me, she had escaped the confines of her panties and she was slowly pushing and pulling between my thighs. “Shall I remove my panties honey?” I whispered over my shoulder. “Yes please before I cum over them.” She told me excitedly. My panties were soon round one ankle as Sally slipped into me. Her hand sneaking round and stroking my hardening cock. Soon her hand and cock were synchronised and I was gasping for air as my own orgasm approached. Just then Karen reappeared. “By the look of you I’m just in time for a breakfast cream.” Karen uttered as she put the tray down knelt on the bed and took Sally’s hand away and sucked me. I was in utopia, all too soon I felt the tingle and Karen started swallowing as fast as I pumped out my cum. Sally gave a very firm push as she swelled inside me and orgasmed deep into me. If I had a womb it would be flooded. “I think I need a shower.” I informed them both.

“Yes honey and make sure you wash throughly, Sally’s cum is leaking from your pussy. Oh and remove your makeup ready to reapply fresh.” Karen added. After my shower and makeup removal, I returned to the bedroom with a towel wrapped around me like I had breasts. Karen approved and instructed me to sit in front of the dressing table. “Now remember what I told you yesterday.” She said. Sally informed us she was going for a shower. I first picked up a makeup ribbon to hold my hair back. Then started with foundation cream, powder, eye shadow and liner, a touch of rouge then drew my Cupid’s bow and filled in my lips, finally lip gloss to protect my lipstick. Karen encouraged me as I applied the makeup, pointing out small errors.


When Sally returned she gushed at how well I had completed my makeup. “Now you can choose your lingerie and skirt and blouse, while I shower.” Karen informed me. Sally picked up her undies and expertly slipped them on. I chose sexy red suspender belt, panties, waist slip and bra.Tan lace top stockings. My skirt was a full flowered mid thigh length and a red semi sheer blouse. “What a lovely choice.” Sally told me as she watched me dress. I brushed my wig and made sure it was presentable for Karen. After breakfast Sally packed her spare clothes and lingerie, then said her goodbyes stating we must do this again soon. “Definitely.” Karen agreed. “We would love to, wouldn’t we darling?” She added. We went back indoors, I once again changed the bedding. Approximately an hour later the door bell rang. Karen instructed me to answer it.

“Oh hello.” I greeted Sarah H from the outlet where we bought my new clothes. “Come in sweetie.” Karen offered from behind me. Sarah entered and they cheek kissed. Mwah, Mwah. Sarah opened her handbag and gave a pot to Karen. “These are for you to slow down your growth of body and facial hair and promote growth of your head hair.” Karen told me. “Please make a brew of tea and you can take one straight away.” Karen added guiding Sarah into our lounge. What she didn’t tell me was it also increased breast and hip tissue to develop a more feminine shape without any loss of sex drive. “Take two a day one with breakfast and the other with evening meal, for four weeks, then one a day for 6 months. I will bring some more.” Sarah informed me when I returned with the tea.
Sarah stayed for approximately an hour chatting about girly things. Fashion, hair styles.
Once again we all air kissed and Sarah left. She would call again one evening with more tablets. “Make an evening with your day off the following then we can have a sleep over, not that we will do much sleeping.” Karen told her. “Mmmm, I’ll check my work rota and call you.” Sarah replied. Karen and I had a light lunch and sat cuddled up watching some mind numbing program. Our door bell snapped us back to reality. “I’ll get it this time, but be prepared for a big, and I mean big surprise.” Karen told me.

As she stood and added, “Better make yourself presentable.” I didn’t realise my skirt had ridden up exposing some stocking top. I stood straightening my skirt, smoothing it under my backside, I sat back down. It was fortuitous I was sat as I would fallen down. My supervisor came into the lounge followed by Karen. “Oh wow!! You are so right Karen, your hubby looks absolutely gorgeous, she is going to fit in so well with all the ‘Girls’ at work.” My supervisor uttered, emphasising ‘Girls’ “Um what do you mean, fit in?” I said nervously. “Monday morning, you start work dressed femme.” Karen explained. “Absolutely, and you are not the only one in our office with an extra hidden in their panties.” My supervisor stated. “Yes I contacted Syrah and we chatted, she is more than happy for you to turn up and work dressed in your new clothes, but you must be able to look the part.” Karen told me. “Do you remember in the tea room Mandy took off her thong? Well Mandy was Mike, or perhaps still Mike but now prefers Mandy.” Syrah informed me. “Yes I remember, I never knew. She has always been Mandy.” I replied. “I wasn’t born Syrah, I was born Simon. I chose Syrah after I chose I preferred to wear soft sensual lingerie.” Syrah informed me. “Oh my goodness, you mean you have a c.” I started. “Yes I have a cock, and I love to still use it and have it played with.” Syrah stated. “Perhaps if it’s ok with Syrah, you would like to see it.” Karen offered. “Fine with me.” Syrah said as she undid her pencil skirt and slid it to the floor. Syrah stood in front of me wearing stockings s and panties that had a very impressive bulge, bigger than mine, and it was growing.