I had not fallen asleep after Darren had, exhausted, after the party and the incredible lovemaking we had shared. I just couldn’t come down from the high and emotions of the whole direction we had taken. I was lying spooned against him, his warm cock nestled warmly against my ass. My nightgown seemed to make the heat of his cock that much more distracting and exhilarating.

I had taken to wearing the nightgowns when I realized how much they turned Darren on and in turn excited me. I have been wakened more than once by his incredibly hard cock rubbing up and down my silk covered butt.

I wanted to feel his cock harden against my body but I knew he would not awaken again. It has been a night to remember and all I was thinking about was getting him inside me again. His seed was still seeping from me as the clock ticked off the hours reminding me how long the day had been.

I had arrived at Jane’s to get ready for the party. Sheila was there as well and I thanked her for all her support again. She had my dress and the shoes to go with it. My dress was sunshine yellow from the fifties. I was going to be Sandy, the innocent girl who met Danny in the play Grease.

Sheila and Jane helped me to get into my corset and petticoats. Jane had liked the idea so much that she had bought a poodle skirt and sweater to wear. The party had been a plot my coworkers and Darren had cooked up to get me into a dress. After their success getting me to dress up we had to go to a real party.

They took me to one of the cities biggest costume parties put on by a local TV station as a benefit for a local charity. The top prize for the evening was one thousand dollars. There was fifties cover band to dance too and everyone in our party had dressed in fifties costumes. Jane was in her poodle skirt, Sarah was dressed as Rizzo the Pink Lady and Sam was dressed as a Pink Lady as well. Darren was wearing black leather jeans a white T-shirt and a black leather motorcycle jacket. Jeff, Sarah’s husband, and John, Jane’s boyfriend was wearing the same outfit as Darren. They all looked so good.

We had arrived in two groups, the girls all rode together to the party in a pink, 1956 Cadillac Limousine. The boys drove separate cars I would find out later. The girls and I started drinking while we were getting dressed. They kept my glass filled with rum punch the entire time. They managed to get me feeling very good by the time we arrived at the party.

We met up with the boys and they complimented me on how good I looked. I was the center of attention and I had a dance partner every dance. The boys kept trading off when Darren needed a drink. His hands roamed over me during the slow dances. I just melted into his chest when he held me closely. His hands felt so strong and firm as he held my waist or let them slip down to my butt.

I was so excited, distracted and intoxicated that the girls never left me alone. Between songs the girls would grab me and pull me into the ladies room. They would help me with my make up and chat me up. They were the most animated when a strange guy had asked me to dance and I had accepted. He had roaming hands and he nearly ended his night early when Darren caught sight of him with his hands on my butt.

We all sat down took a break after that and I only danced with Darren the rest of the night. When the contest started we were called to the stage as one of the group entries. We lost to a group of pirates and we went back to our table. Then I heard my name called over the P.A. system. “Gerry Queen best male costume” was announced. I looked around and Jane and Sarah stood up and pulled me to my feet.

Jane said, “Good luck honey but I think you have this one in the bag.” Sarah gave me push toward the stage as I looked back at Darren. He smiled and blew me a kiss.

I was in the line up of vampires, Roman soldiers, and pirates. They called each of our names and the crowd applauded. I was not the only guy dressed as a woman but the others looked like guys in drag. When my name was called the applause was very loud. It came down to a Johnny Depp look alike and me. It took three calls to decide but the Johnny Depp took the first prize.

When I came off the stage Darren grabbed me and kissed me. I guess he could see how mad I was. “Now honey please calm down, you were fantastic!” he shouted over the music. “You put me in for that didn’t you?” I asked. He shook his head and I looked at Sam and she was smiling like a Cheshire cat.

Darren leaned down to me and asked, “Are you ready for some quiet time?”

I looked into his eyes and smiled, “I don’t think I will be quiet tonight!” I moved to kiss him.

Just as we were getting ready to go the girls grabbed me and dragged me to the ladies room one more time. So many girls and women congratulated me and complimented me on my dress. They kissed me and hugged me. Jane just beamed and said how wonderful the night had gone. Sarah handed me a small package and then pushed it into my purse. She said, “It’s for tonight.”

We mardin escort freshened up and headed back to the boys. Darren took my arm and escorted me to our car. The trip home was one of those times when time itself changes. I thought we had just gotten into the car when we were back in our garage. Darren said it seemed to take forever. That was probably because I was so excited I had his pants undone before he had started the car. I alternated between holding his hard cock and licking him and smelling the leather of his pants.

I realized we were home when he reclined his seat and put his hands in my hair. I took him into my mouth. His long thick cock smelled so intoxicating and it felt so good knowing he was so excited. His hands slid over my butt and he was trying to get under the layers of petticoats and the skirt of my dress. Finally he gave up and pulled me up and kissed me.

“We need to go inside” he said.

We went into the living room and stood kissing and moving slowly dancing to a distance slow tune. His hands and arms held me closely. I could feel his hard cock against my belly as we made out.

Finally he said, “I want to take you right now Gerilynn. I want you so bad. Bend over the couch! You have been teasing me all night. You dancing and teasing that guy. Now bend over!”

I must have looked shocked or surprised because he softened his tone and turned me around gently. “You are my wife and I need you.”

I was beyond ready but his tone had shocked me and now his hands gently pushed me over the arm of our couch. I felt his hands pushing my dress up. The petticoats and the dress moved up my stocking covered legs. I felt vulnerable and so incredibly turned on by his unexpected actions.

He came up against what Sheila called the virginity garment. I was wearing a panty girdle to keep my own hard cock from showing. His hands ran over my tightly covered ass and I couldn’t help myself I pushed back against his touch I wanted him as bad as he wanted me.

He moved his hands up to my waist trying to get past the waistband of the girdle so he could pull it off. My dress was too tight to let him reach.

“What’s this? You don’t want to please me? I want relief right now.” He grumbled then I felt his hard cock on my ass. It is sliding over my girdle. His hands are holding me tightly to his crotch. He was rubbing his cock on my girdle!

I was being teased by his rhythmic masturbation against my girdle. “No honey, please, let me up I can get it off. I need you.” I begged.

He leaned over and gently bit my ear and I felt his wetness spreading over my ass. He bit me a little harder as he spasmed again. I started to cry. I don’t know why but tears started to fall over my cheeks. I moaned gently the hot wet cum was intensely erotic and emotional at the same time.

He collapsed over my back pinning me to the couch. I knew he had just orgasmed very hard. His lips kissed my neck and ears. Finally he stood and his hands moved up my back and I felt the zipper of my dress being pulled down.

He helped me slip out of my dress and petticoats, to keep them from getting stained by his cum. I stood in front of him wearing the foundations that seemed to turn him on so much. I was wearing the panty girdle, a waist-cinching corset with garters, stockings, and a long line bra. He looked me over with hunger in his eyes.

His wet sticky cock was hanging out of his leather pants and I had to drop to my knees and take him into my mouth again. His cock tasted so good and his smell with the leather was intoxicating.

He pulled me to my feet after a few minutes and said, “Get me a drink sweetheart. Then why don’t you slip into something, a little less restrictive?” The way he paused between saying something and a, was so sexy.

I went and fixed him a rum and coke. Then I picked up my dress and purse and slipped into the bedroom. I called Darren in to help me get out of my restrictive garments. I knew how much this would excite him.

When it was time to remove the panty girdle I bent over the armchair and he rolled it down just to my knees. He held me down over the chair and his hand pushed between my thighs. I felt his hand move up to my crotch. He leaned down to my ear and whispered, “Are you ready for me? Are you ready my sweet girl?”

His thumb slid between my cheeks and touched my asshole. I felt it push gently in. It slid in easily I had readied myself earlier. I moaned, “Oh yes honey! I am ready for you I am so ready.”

He pushed my girdle to my ankles and laughed, “You better be. Now get dress and meet me in the living room.”

I just collapsed on the chair. He had just teased me and dismissed me and I had to get myself together. I had almost orgasmed from his touch and now I had to wait again. I collected myself and finished removing my evening-wear.

I was in the bathroom when I remembered the package the girls had given me. I rushed to get it. It was a small box. Inside were a key van escort and a note. The note read: Gerilynn, This key opens the suitcase in your closet. Have a good night we can’t wait to hear the juicy details. Sarah had signed it.

I opened the suitcase and found three packages. In the first was a beautiful pair of black and red rumba panties and a matching merry widow. There was also a pair of black stockings with red lace ruffles.

Darren called from the front room for me to come to him. He said, “Honey are you going to come out here or do I need to come in there?”

I said I would be just a minute and started getting into the new clothes. I made sure to slide the panties over the garters. I took a second to look at myself in the mirror and put on a dark red lipstick.

I stepped into the living room and Darren was sitting in his chair. He smiled at me and said “Stop, stop right there I want to look at you.”

He had rearranged the furniture so his chair and a dining room chair were the only seats available and the coffee table was covered with a blanket. There were candles lit and some soft music playing. The lights were low but the curtains were open.

He was wearing his leather pants and a wife beater under shirt. He looked very handsome and hot. He was just so hot all I could think of was how excited I was being in front of this man.

He looked me over and asked me to turn around so he could see my back. I turned slowly on my toe. His smile settled into a look of happy hunger. He motioned me to come sit on his lap.

I gently settled myself onto his lap and he touched my breasts. They were another gift from the girls. They were glued on. He was fascinated by them and nuzzled them with his face. He ran his hands over my body feeling everything. Each moment was so exciting and each touch built my excitement even more.

Then he put his hands on my hips and pushed me up to my feet. “You want me don’t you honey?” He said almost a whisper.

“Yes, yes I do.” I stammered. My mouth was dry and I had a hard time talking.

“Take off my pants. You will find I am ready for you too.” He smiled.

I kneeled down and ran my hands up his leather-covered thighs. He leaned back so I could unbuckle his belt and undo his fly. He raised his hips to allow me to slide them down. I pulled them to mid-thigh and stopped. His hard cock was standing straight up.

“Sit on my lap.” He said as he touched my chin. “Sit on my lap let me feel those ruffles.”

I stopped pushing my panties down and pulled them back snug over my ass. I sat down sliding down his thighs until his cock was resting in my ass and ruffles. I started to gently grind my ass onto his cock. It was frustrating and exciting all at once. I felt him twitch and grind into my ass. He was enjoying this allot.

I was really starting to feel how sexy this was and how incredible his cock felt on my ass. I put my hands on his knees and leaned forward so I could use my hips better against his cock. I arched my back trying to feel more of him. I was getting a rhythm and was close to an orgasm when he stopped me. “You are a hot slut aren’t you? I bet you would sit on me right here wouldn’t you. I bet you would ride me right here. Tell me what do you want?” He said as he pulled me onto his cock.

“Yes,” I moaned. “Yes, I want you.”

“That’s not good enough what do you want!”

“I want to feel you inside me. I want to ride your hot cock right now! I want you feel you cum in me!” I moaned. “You are teasing me! You are teasing me!”

“OK stand up!” He replied. I stood and he went to the dining room chair and sat down his cock in his hand. “It’s right here!”

I moved over to him. I slid my panties off and turned so I could sit on his cock. I put my hands on his knees again. They were still covered in leather. I slid my ass over his thighs again and felt his cock resting in my crack. I leaned forward and felt the tip slide into place.

I leaned back slowly feeling him filling me up. He was big, bigger than usual and I had to take him slowly. My thighs were burning and finally I had to take all of him. I stopped letting myself get used to him.

“I want to feel you orgasm.” He whispered. “I want to feel you cum from my cock.”

All I could do was moan. I was so very close to that orgasm. I leaned forward sliding him out. His cock slid out until his head was just against my prostate. I paused. It was like an electric charge and I was ready to cum. I had to slide down him again. I felt him fill me and the charge was gone. I was almost crying to orgasm. ??I leaned forward again, and again his head rested against my pleasure spot and I screamed and orgasmed. My legs gave out and he slammed into me as my body began shuddering. I was cumming and cumming. I couldn’t stand. He held me on his lap. I was impaled on his cock and having a prolonged powerful orgasm. My cock, soft and flaccid, was squirting out buckets of cum.

He kept up quiet encouragement, ankara escort “That’s it honey. Yes, cum for me. Take it. Take it and cum for me. This is yours. This is all yours.”

Finally I had to unplug from him and I slid onto the floor. I was overloaded. I could only squeeze my thigh together and let it happen. After what seemed like hours Darren was holding my head and stroking my hair. He handed me a glass of cool water. I drank it down and kissed him.

He whispered, “When your ready you should look at the next box. I am far from done with you tonight. I just wanted to know honey your wifely duties are not done.” I smiled and wobbled to my feet. He helped me to the bedroom and left me on the bed. “When you are ready come back into the living room.”

I cleaned myself up and took out the next box. It was heavier and bigger. I tore it open. Inside were a short pleated skirt and a sailor style white blouse. It also had a pair or white over the knee socks, sexy little white ruffled panties, bra and a neckerchief. In the box below were penny loafers.

I laid it all out and realized this was a sexy schoolgirl uniform. I immediately went to the bathroom to re do my face. Darren was going to be so turned on by this uniform. I washed my face and put on a peaches and cream innocent girl look.

I slipped into the uniform. It seemed to be a real uniform but the skirt was daringly short and the socks were obviously just for sex. I bent over to see how far it took to make my panties show. It took very little to show my pantied bottom. With another quick look I rushed into the front room.

Darren was sitting in his chair. His leather pants open and his cock just visible. A look of surprise washed over his face then a look of lust just as quickly replaced it. He said, “You look like this boy’s fantasy.”

I spun a pirouette then curtsied. He ordered me to get him a drink. I spun on my toe and walked as sexy as I could to the kitchen. I could feel his eyes on me the entire way. I pulled out the rum and in a moment of inspiration I mixed him a rum punch and put an umbrella in it with a slice of pineapple.

I sashayed back to him holding the fu-fu drink out to him. He smiled and said in a mock growl, “You are a bad girl! Bringing me a girly drink like this. You will have to be punished.”

I did my best innocent expression of shock and fear. He put the drink down and grabbed my hand. He took me roughly and pulled me over his lap. I squealed, I am afraid to say, as I fell across his lap. I felt my skirt flip up and his hot hand on my pantied ass. He stroked me slowly saying, “Well now little Gerilynn it is finally time to pay for all the teasing you have given me.

“Wearing this little girl outfit is the last straw. You have teased me and cum on me but now it’s time for me to take you. You are going to please me now you little girly boy. Yes, you dress as a woman now but you are still a sissy you are my sissy these lacy panties give you away. I am going to make you squeal and beg for me to let you cum in your lacy sissy panties.”

His monolog was turning me on and I was nodding my head as he talked. Admitting how right he was. Then his hand landed hard on my ass. I cried out in shock and surprise. The hot hand print on my ass was burning. His hand came down again he spanked me hard. I started to cry for real hot tears from the pain of his spanking. “Please stop! I will be good! Please!” I cried as I tried to wiggle free.

He held me tightly and spoke softly in my ear. “You better be good little girl or you will get a real spanking not just a few swats.”

He helped me up and said, “Now it is time for you to fulfill your wifely duties. Lay down on the coffee table.”

I lowered myself to the table sitting on the end nearest him. He was kneeling between my knees and took my face in his hands. He kissed me gently and pushed me down onto my back. He lifted my legs and rested them on his thigh as his fingers slid up under my skirt. He tugged my panties down slowly over my thighs and calves. His hot hand on my skin made me want him more.

Then he took my feet into his hands as he slid to the floor. He spread my feet and guided them to rest behind his back as he moved his body to mine. “Now,” he said, “I am going to enjoy this.”

He reached down and I heard a snap and he held up a cock ring. “This kept me from going to far earlier. Now I am going to fill you. Now I am going to cum in you!”

I pulled him towards me with my legs urging him to fill me with his beautiful cock. I felt it enter me and slide all the way home. His hands grabbed my hips and pulled me tightly to his. I felt him throb and flex as he worked his abs pumping me without thrusting. I tried to move my hips and my ass to make him thrust into me but his grip was too tight.

“You are so damn tight and hot I just love to feel you grip me.” He said softly.

“You are so damn big I just love to feel you moving in me.” I moaned.

He took the hint and began to move in me. He pushed my feet to his shoulders and began to fuck me. Gradually he moved with more force. Building to a rhythm of hard deep strokes. I was moaning and squealing as I tried to squeeze him. I was feeling my orgasm building as he slowed. His body tired from the work and sweating slowed but he kept fucking.

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