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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is the (true) tale of the next step on my long journey to where I find myself today, please comment – feedback both good and bad is equally welcome.
Back home with my growing collection of girly clothes and my blonde wig, I decided that it was time to buy my own make up and learn to emulate the effect that Suzie had achieved with me. Over the next few weeks, I bought eyeshadows, blusher, foundation, lipsticks along with brushes and applicators and virtually lived in my bathroom, practicing in front of the mirror. I got to level that I was happy with, looking back not exactly expert, and not exactly subtle, but that was what I was happy with. All blues and silvers, a bit OTT and a lot slutty, as I said, just what I was happy with.
I telephoned Suzie occasionally and we chatted about my progress, sometimes indulging in phone sex to ease my seemingly permanent arousal, and it was during one of those calls that I was invited over again, Suzie told me she was having a little get together. She advised that I should choose a girly name, to make introductions easier, and after some thought I settled on Lisa, for no other reason than there used to be a Lisa at school that I fancied! Prior to attending, I scoured the local charity shops looking for something new to wear, and eventually found a stretchy glittery halterneck minidress.
I arrived as arranged, evidently before anyone else and was greeted by Suzie in a clingy black dress, heels and very classy makeup. Her hair was brunette this time, and straighter than her usual style. She looked very classy indeed, classy with a hint of tarty (is that possible).
We went straight to her room, and I readied myself fixing my make up as best I could. Suzie popped in and out of the room offering tips and help here and there. Whilst I was getting ready, I heard Suzie’s door bell go twice and sound of conversation coming from the living room. I finished my face, dressed in my basque, sheer stockings and my new dress then put my wig on. I then squeezed into my heels (those bloody one size too small open toed court shoes, they were sooo uncomfortable!) I looked in the mirror, pleased with what I saw. A young tarty blonde in a short dress with too much make up – a good look I felt. Although good enough for me, I was nervous at the prospect of someone other than Suzie seeing me. I sat on the bed, not knowing what to do, when Suzie came in to check on me. I stood and gave her a twirl and Suzie smiled, saying “Oh look at you my girl getting all grown up!” She assured me that I looked great, and taking me by the hand led me into the living room.
There were two others in the room, and Suzie introduced us. First was Tara, a tall blonde TV dressed in a pink dress, with white stilettos, and long white gloves. Kneeling on the floor was a short, stocky man dressed only in pants, who was introduced as “Thing”. Suzie explained that Thing was not allowed to speak unless spoken to, and was there to be used and abused. I was a little shocked, so Suzie told me that it was fine, this was how he got off, and it was actually quite fun.
“Thing, what do you say to our guest?” Suzie said in a harsh voice, “Good evening Miss Lisa, I am pleased to meet you” he mumbled, eyes averted. “Good evening Thing” I giggled looking at Suzie. Suzie then said “Thing is a submissive, and likes nothing more than seeing to the needs of girls like us, isn’t that right Thing?” The kneeling sub replied “Yes Mistress.” Tara then said “Show Lisa what Mistress Suzie means, come here.” At that, Thing crawled to a position in front of Tara where he stopped. Tara lifted her skirt, exposing the tops of her tan stockings, and lacy white panties. She pulled the gusset of the panties aside exposing a semi erect cock and said “Get on with it”. Thing leant forward and took Tara into his mouth. Tara put her legs over his shoulders, and using the backs of her calves pulled him closer. I heard Thing gag, and then he started to move his head rhythmically up and down, clearly sucking Tara. Tara sighed and looked at me, she then patted the sofa next to her inviting me to sit. I did so, and from where I sat had a clear view as Thing hungrily serviced Tara’s now fully erect cock. Tara turned her head to face me, stroked my cheek with her satin gloved hand and said “Suzie told me what a cutie you are, and I can see she was telling the truth.” She then leaned forward, and kissed me on lips. I responded and our tongues were soon entwined. Her hand dropped to my lap, and I felt her caress my thighs as we kissed. Her hand then slowly moved up my inner thigh under my skirt.
I felt my legs being pushed apart, and opened my eyes to see Suzie knelt in front of me, her manicured hands on my knees. She smiled at me as Tara reached into my panties, releasing my cock. All the while, Thing remained “attentive” to Tara’s needs. Tara’s silky glove stroked my shaft, as Suzie caressed my stocking clad legs. I was in heaven, snogging Tara and feeling the wonderful sensations as I was stroked by these two lovely ladies. Tara pulled my foreskin back making me gasp, and then moved from kissing my mouth to kissing my swollen cock. She was laying across the sofa on her side, her own cock still firmly embedded in Thing’s face as she took me in her mouth.
Suzie then stood. And removed her dress to reveal a tightly laced black corset to which was attached a pair of seamed black nylons which encased her long legs. She wore no panties, and her cock was already standing to attention. She rolled a condom on, and knelt behind Thing. She placed her cock between Thing’s arse cheeks, and then gazing into my eyes the pushed forward, clearly penetrating the sub before her. Thing gave a squeal, but to his credit, he continued sucking Tara. Suzie began thrusting, each thrust causing another squeal. Tara began sucking more vigorously, and I saw her hips start to move up and down. Her breathing became ragged, and I knew she was close to coming. This excited me and I felt my own orgasm start to build. I placed my hand on her head and she moaned appreciatively, I pushed forward feeling the back of her throat hit the end of my cock. That was enough to push me over the edge and I ejaculated hard into her mouth, and simultaneously Tara gave a groan and pushed her hips upwards. Thing made slurping sounds, apparently taking a mouthful of Tara’s cum.
Suzie said “Oh how wonderful to see my girls having such fun!” Tara pulled her shrinking cock from Thing’s mouth, who was now panting in time with Suzie’s thrusts which were coming harder and faster now. Suzie then closed her eyes, let out a gasp and a groan, then gave a few more deep thusts, clearly coming as she fucked Thing.
Suzie then joined the two of us on the sofa where we straightened our hair and makeup, and enjoyed a cigarette and glass of wine as we recovered from our exertions. Thing remained on all fours in silence. During our conversation, I told the girls about Pat and how I used to love her rimming me. Suzie said to me “Thing is very good at that, you should try him out.” Thing was then told to lay on his pack, and hitching my skirt up, I lowered myself onto his face. Immediately and without further instruction, his tongue found my hole, and began to work wonders. I ground myself on his tongue as I relished the feeling of it darting in and out.
Suzie stood in front of me and lit a cigarette. She the presented her cock for worship, and I willingly obliged as she stood over me smoking sexily. The tongue inside me was sheer heaven as I greedily sucked on Suzie’s lovely cock. The whole process became an ecstatic blur as I lost myself in the pleasure of it all. I was roused by Suzie pulling her cock out of my mouth and stroking it as it pointed at my face. I kept my mouth open, and with a moan, Suzie shot her load across my face and into my mouth. I swallowed what I could but some drops fell onto my own cock. I quickly grabbed myself and with just a few jerks I also orgasmed blowing my own spunk across Thing’s belly. I was than aware that Tara was stood next to me also, and added her own load to my cum spattered face.
That marked the end to the evening, one where Suzie, Tara and I had each come twice, but one where Thing had not at all. Poor old Thing! |
