Hi, my name is Suzanne Kat. This is my first submission, so go easy on me (well, unless you just want to spank me) Intended for 18 and over, if you are under 18, then please leave this story immediately. The story is fiction (well, except for the dressing up part).
After e-mailing my friend Steffie, it was time to get ready for the day. I was alone, and going to be for several hours. So I took my shower, shaved, dried off, and grabbed my hidden stash of powers and creams.
I put on some black laced panties, black thigh highs with three inch floral laced top, and began to apply my make-up. I prefer a conservative or sluttish look, but today was all sluttish. Bright red lipstick, heavy on the blush, bright pink eye shadow, and I laid the mascara on think. I have naturally long eyelashes anyway, even at my age (40's).
Next came my wig, a medium length brunette wig with 3 inch bangs. I put on a silk camisole, a black laced bloused, and a black skirt. I put on my pumps, brushed my hair and was ready to have a drink and read.
I heard a knock on the door. Terrified, I didn't answer. But the person kept knocking, then I heard, "Hey Ken, I saw you in there, this is Burt, open up." I went to the door and said, sorry, but I can't open up right now, let me take care of a few things and I'll be right over. Burt was my neighbor and a pretty nice fellow.
Burt replied, "Its Okay, I know. Please open the door; it has taken me two years to come knocking when you dress up."
"Oh no," I thought, "How does he know?"
My heart was pounding! My knees weakened. I opened up the door slightly, like that helps, and said, "What is it you want?"
"Just to come and talk, don't you want to talk to a man while you are en femme?"
Burt had me to rights. My fantasies involved more than just talking to me.
He came in and then I asked, "How did you know."
He looked at me, with a smirk, and said he saw me once when the shades were turned the wrong way. He could only make out an outline, but since my wife wasn't home, he knew it was me. Today, he just took a guess and went for it.
I told him to have a seat. I poured him a drink and then he asked me, quite nervously, all those usual questions: How long, am I gay, Bi, etc, etc.
I answered, saying I have never been with a man, only fanaticized about it, but the older I get, the harder it is to control. I informed him, my wife knows, and mostly puts up with it (I don't do it in front if her often). Once in awhile, maybe twice a year, she'll tell me to dress up and then well engage in some kinky sex, mostly her making me submit ending with me getting ass fucked by her dildos and her providing me a snowball after I cum.
Then I couldn't believe what happen. He kissed me! And I responded back. I placed my hands around his next and stroked the back of his next.
It was all surreal and all of a sudden. We stopped for a second. Looked in each others eyes, and without a word spoken, continued. This time he stroked my inner thigh and worked it up to my boy-clitty. I moan, kissing him harder and before I new, I came in my panties. He then looked at me and said, "you know, girls have multiple organism, can you go on?" I just lowered my head, unzipped his jeans, pulled out his cock, which was semi-hard, and engulfed it in my mouth.
I grabbed his balls and rubbed my fingers right underneath them. I sucked and slurped and jacked off like a mad woman. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed his now 8 inches all the way in. My nose touched his pubs and I began to gag. I couldn't take it anymore, I was cock hungry. Forty+ years of frustration just released. I got up, took his hand, and said "It time you take my virginity."
I led him into my bedroom, placed some KY on my boy-pussy. He got his pants off in no time. I pushed in on the bed, jumped on him with a one swoop, straddling his body and lowered myself onto his cock. It didn't hurt, for I have fucked myself with dildos for years. I let out a moan. I moved up and down his shaft, moaning and calling him to "pound my ass."
After about five minutes, Burt flipped me over on my back, "bitched, I want those beautiful legs wrapped around me. He yanked off my skirt, moved up my thighs with small circular strokes and kisses -- driving me wild. I begged him "Fuck me, fuck me now." He took his time, then placing his mouth at my boy-pussy, he began to lick me and eat me out. I was in ecstasy!
Then in one quick move, he moved up and rammed his cock in me. I gasped and felt like his woman. He couldn't control himself and pumped and pumped, kissing me and he bit me on my shoulder. I didn't care. I wrapped my legs around his back and grabbed his ass, pulling him into me. I was now screaming, "fuck me! Fuck me! Yea, BABY FUCK ME!!!" I had an anal orgasm and my body shook uncontrollably.
He then, then asked where I wanted his come. I should have though about protection before we started, but could thank. I just cried "make me your bitch."
He then grunt and came in my ass. It felt so good -- I now felt like a woman. Immediately, guilt enter me. He looked at me and asked if it was good, "It was great, but we shouldn't have done it." I started to cry, just lie a chick. He held me and said "It was Okay, all girls cry after their first time." I felt so humiliated, so vulnerable, and yes, silly.
I got up to go to the bathroom and his cum leaked down my thighs, I internally smiled and I couldn't help it but scoped a little and tasted cum his cum. Not bad.
My first time writing a story. Any comments please write me at katwoamxo@yahoo.com. You must over 18.
Thanks to Steffie, who is a wonderful gurl.