Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: buzz@ios.com (Buzz)
Subject: party dress (tv)
Date: 6 Jan 1995 08:40:37 GMT

			      The Dress

	It was the Saturday before Halloween when it finally happened.
My wife, Lynn, had known about my crossdressing fantasies for a long
time but hadn't been interested in acting any of them out with me. In
fact, she was basically pretty tame during our lovemaking, and fairly
hesitant to explore much of my alternate sexual desires. I had hinted
at some pretty diverse and kinky things in the past, but she just
seemed to let them slide on by. Or so I thought!

	Well, as I was saying, it was Saturday morning and I awoke to
the pleasant feeling of her kissing lightly along the shaft of my
penis. As you can expect, this started my fires right up and I began
to caress her shoulders and run my fingers through her hair.

	As she realized that I was awake she started to get a little
more vigorous with her affections. I wanted her so much at that moment
that I asked her to climb on top of me and slip me inside of her warm
vagina. She looked up at me, and with a sly smile said, `I've got
other plans for you today,' after which she stood up and walked over
to her dresser, opened the top drawer wherein she keeps her lingerie,
and pulled out a silky black camisole and its matching pair of tap
pants. I couldn't believe me ears when she tossed these to me and
said, `put these on and come over here!"

	I think that I must have just sat there flabbergasted for a
moment, because she began to say, `Well, if you don't want to... '
Needless to say, I was up and out of bed and into those pretty little
nothings in about two seconds flat. She came over and inspected the
situation, as I strained to keep from coming right there on the spot.
She commented to herself that they seemed a little tight in places, as
she prodded and plucked here and there at the shimmering material.

	Next, she handed me my blue jeans and a sweatshirt and told me
to get dressed. Not wanting to miss out on any of the action, I
quickly did as she asked.

	As I pulled up the jeans, she stopped me, pulled down the
front of the tap pants, and quickly rolled a condom down my penis.
`Just in case you leak a bit,' she chuckled.

	She then proceeded to get dressed herself. She first selected
a matching white camisole, garter belt, and panties, but then paused
and put the panties back in her drawer. She next rolled up her
gorgeous legs a pair of seamed stockings and attached these to the
garter belt. She stepped into a very short black stretch mini.

	Finally, she bent over into her closet (giving me a knockout
view of her naked behind) and pulled out a pair of four inch pumps.
She sat on the bed and handed me the shoes. She then instructed me to
put them on her feet, as she spread her legs enough to give me even
more of a view. I did so, pausing only long enough to run a few kisses
up her thigh.

	As she stood up and I looked at her fantastic body, I once
again realized that I had not only a very sexy wife, but one whom
truly cares about my wants and desires.

	As she slowly strutted toward the door, she told me that we
needed to do a bit of shopping in preparation for the Halloween
festivities. We hopped into the car and headed for the city about an
hour away. As she drove, she kept rubbing my crotch and asking me how
I was doing over there. She would bring me close and then stop for
long enough for me to recover a bit and then she would do it all over
again!

	After what seemed like forever, we pulled into one of the
bigger malls and headed inside. By this time I was walking more than a
little funny.

	The first store that we visited happened to be one of my
favorite lingerie stores. I had spent more than a few visits gazing
over their fine selection of corsets, garter belts, panties, and other
sexy attire. On such occasions I would fantasize about my wife and I
shopping for items for the both of us. Now I was living that fantasy!
Lynn walked up to one of the sales attendants, a young woman named
Jill whom had helped us before, and told her that it was my turn for a
new wardrobe and asked her for some assistance. I turned bright red at
this, but Jill just looked me up and down and then led us to the
corsets. `He'll need one of these for starters,' she said, and then
proceeded to pick a few different styles from off of the display and
hold them up to my chest. My wife selected a black satin merry widow
with lots of boning and detatchible shoulder straps. She then found a
matching garter belt and panties, and selected a pair of black seamed
stockings.

	Finally, Jill led us to a display of breast pads, and the two
ladies stood there and discussed what size I should have! They ended
up deciding on a `C' cup.

	That being done, I asked my wife if we were ready to go. She
smiled and said that I would need to try these things on first, in
order to see if they would fit. They led me off to the dressing room.
Lynn came in with me and proceeded to strip me out of my clothes and
also out of the morning's surprise. She next handed me each item and
assisted me into it.

	As I stood there looking into the mirror at myself arrayed in
such a pretty outfit, Jill knocked on the door and asked how we were
doing. My wife surprised us both by answering, `See for yourself!' and
opening the door! Jill once again looked me up and down and said,
`don't forget these,' and handed me the pads that we had forgotten.
She closed the door and as she did, commented to my wife that she felt
it was a fine selection and would surely enhance my wardrobe. I
started to remove the items so that I could get dressed once again,
only to be stopped by my wife. She then removed the tags, picked up
the discarded camisole and tap pants, and walked out, saying, `Put
your clothes on over the corset, and come out.' My erection just
wouldn't go away, and I was tempted to just jack off right then. I
held off and instead got dressed, being thankful that she had selected
a loose-fitting sweatshirt for me that morning.

	As I walked up to the cash register, my wife was telling Jill
that I would be wearing my purchases, and then handed her the tags. As
Jill took our money, she assured us that we would be pleased with our
purchase. Boy, was she correct!

	My wife led me out into the mall once again and then headed
straight for a women's shoe store a few shops away. Anticipating her
next action, I asked her to be a bit more discreet. She just looked at
me for a moment and then headed for the male clerk in the back of the
store. She proceeded to tell him that I needed a pair of five inch
heels for a costume party. I though that he was going to buy it, until
I removed my tennis shoes and caught the look on his face as he saw
the stockings that I still wore. He didn't say anything, but he sure
gave me a funny look as he helped me into those tall black pumps. I
could barely walk in those things, as I toddled around the shop. My
wife just whispered into my ear that I would have plenty of
opportunities to practice that weekend. Luckily, she didn't make me
wear the shoes back into the mall after she had paid for them.

	As we left the mall, she told me that we only had a few more
stops before we got a break. I couldn't wait to get back home and
neither could my straining penis!

	When I climbed into the car, I felt those garters pulling on
the tops of my stockings and the gentle pressure of the corset wrapped
around my torso. My, was I excited. After my wife got into the car, I
reached over and kissed her while I let my hand slide up her thigh.
She was very wet, and after letting my hand wander for a moment, she
removed it and started up the car.

	Our next stop was a fairly large bridal store on the north
side of town. We looked about for a moment before the attendant came
over and offered us help. Lynn explained that we would be attending a
costume party and that I needed a short and sassy prom dress to
complete my attire. The attendant looked surprised for a moment, but
then recovered gracefully. She explained that prom season was far off,
but she had a few larger dresses left over from last year's stock.

	As Lynn looked around, a strapless black satin gown with a
very short skirt caught my eye. The skirt stood almost straight out as
it was pushed from beneath by layers and layers of multi-colored
crinoline. I guess the look on my face gave me away, because as soon
as Lynn saw me she came over. She took one look at the dress and then
checked the size.

	Next she and the attendant led me back to the dressing rooms,
where I lost my outer clothes once again and replaced them with the
black satin creation.

	Lynn had brought in my new shoes and now it was her turn to
put them on me.

	As she knelt down in front of me, she remarked how turned on
she was by our little charade. She placed my feet into the shoes and
then while still kneeling before me, she lifted up my skirt and
proceeded to take me full into her mouth. She slowly eased off of my
stiff penis only to once again slip her lips down its length. As Lynn
was doing this, she took her index finger and slowly inserted it into
my behind. I couldn't hold back any longer. Lynn just continued to
suck on me and work her finger in and out of my behind as I exploded
my contents into the condom inside of her mouth.

	As I leaned back against the wall in exhaustion, she removed
the condom from my deflating member and wiped my penis and her finger
clean with a tissue from her purse. She next tied the condom shut and
dropped it into her purse to hide the evidence. As I reached out to
touch her leg, she only shook her head and said later.

	I changed back into my street clothes as she paid for the
dress. As I approached the sales counter I noticed that she had also
purchased a pair of shoulder length evening gloves, a lace choker, and
a small clutch, each matching my outfit perfectly.

	I couldn't wait to get home and continue our evenings
pleasure. But as we headed out of the parking lot, I noticed that she
wasn't heading home. I commented on this, but she just reminded me
that she was doing a fine job with our activities and that I should
just sit back and enjoy the ride. A short while later she pulled into
a nice hotel near the center of town. She popped the trunk, and to my
surprise pulled out not only our packages, but our luggage as well!
That little sneak had planned this little outing!

	Sure enough, when we approached the front desk, they already
had reservations for us and we were able to head straight for our
room.

	As soon as we closed the door, I reached out for her only to
be rebuffed with a gentle `Patience, dear.' I was running out of
patience by the second and tried to explain this to her as she removed
my clothes one by one. She didn't seem to hear me as she walked the
two of us into the bathroom and started a bubble bath. She then sat me
down in the tub and began to scrub my body softly with the bubbles
from the water. I moaned as her hands traced hearts over my chest.
She then got up and went into the other room, only to return moments
later wearing only the garter belt, stockings, and heels that she had
worn that day. In her hands were a bottle of baby oil and her leg
razor. I exclaimed and balked somewhat as I gathered what she intended
to do. Once again, though, she had a mind of her own. She then
proceeded to remove every bit of my body hair except for a trimmed
patch of my pubic area, all as I sat there in startled amazement.

	Next she applied the baby oil to my skin and lovingly rubbed
it in.

	Finally, she directed me to dry off and to get dressed into my
new clothes which she had brought in from the other room. She next
directed me to remain within the bathroom until she called for me.

	As she left, she blew me a kiss and then shut the door.

	I did as she asked, and after drying I placed the garter belt
around my middle, followed by the stockings, and then the panties. I
next wrapped the corset tightly around my torso after first removing
the shoulder straps. I placed my breast pads within the cups and then
looked into the bathroom mirror. Wow! I did look pretty good, and
shaving my legs had improved the look and feel of the stockings
tremendously. The only problem was my conservatively cut short hair.
Well, you can't have everything, I thought. I next stepped into my
gown. I had a bit of trouble zipping it, but was able to manage after
a few attempts. I placed those tall heels on my feet after
straightening the seam of my stockings in back. I stood with a bit of
effort and noticed with pleasure the effect that the shoes had on my
legs and behind. Lastly, I slipped the choker around my neck and
rolled the gloves up my bare arms.

	I stood there in the bathroom for a moment amidst the wrapping
paper and boxes only to notice one that hadn't been opened yet. I bent
down to pick it up, accompanied by the rustle of my many crinoline and
satin skirts. As I opened the box, I was instantly pleased to find a
beautiful long black wig of small tight curls! I placed the wig on my
head as best as I could just as Lynn called me from the other room.
With one last look into the mirror, I opened the door and headed out.

	Lynn looked at me and smiled. I looked at her, and flipped!
She was wearing a very sharp looking tux, complete from the patent
leather men's shoes to the pleated slacks and tailored jacket! She
simply stood there smiling, as I went slightly gaga over her. The two
of us looked fantastic, and it was shocking how well we had pulled it
off. She took my hand, and led me over to the table in the room, where
she then sat me down and proceeded to apply lipstick and make-up to my
face.

	I kept touching her and as I began to unbutton her jacket and
shirt, she once again stopped me. `I've got just one more surprise in
store for you,' she said mysteriously. As she finished with the make-
up, she took my hands and helped me up. She held me close to her, her
hands running over my back and shoulders, and she kissed me very
passionately.

	As our tongues entwined, I felt more aroused than I had in a
long, long time. She broke the kiss and led me toward the door,
pausing only long enough to hand me the clutch bag and to grab a small
package herself.

	I objected when she went to open the door, but she simply told
me that it was the night before Halloween and anyone who saw us would
think that we were going to a party. She said reassuringly, `Besides,
it would be hard for anyone to tell that we aren't what we look like
tonight.' While we were walking down the hallway, another couple
passed us and didn't even raise an eyebrow. After that I relaxed a
bit.

	Lynn walked me to the car and even opened the door for me. I
was glad for her help, because those shoes were very difficult to walk
in. I gained a little more respect for the masses who wear these
things all of the time! She closed my door and walked around to the
other side and climbed in. She started the car and headed out toward
my next surprise.

	I had no idea what to expect as she pulled the car into a
commercial office complex. She parked, got out and once again opened
my door and helped me out of the car. I took her arm for support, and
she led me up to a fairly nondescript office. In the early evening
light, I couldn't make out the name of the company as we walked into
its empty reception area. Once inside I noticed a large number of
portrait photographs displayed upon the wall, just as she said to me,
`you look so good tonight, that we're going to get your picture
taken!' I think that I got a little dizzy at that point, and she
helped me into a chair.

	After a moment, a young man in his late 20's came into the
room. He took one look at us and then said to my wife, `Hi! I'm Jim.
I'm sure that we spoke the other day.' He then turned to me and said,
`don't worry. We do this kind of stuff all of the time. No one is
going to know about our little secret!' He then asked us to follow him
into the studio.

	When we got there we found it arrayed in the manner of an
elegant bedroom, complete with a four- poster canopy bed, a large
stone fireplace, an easy chair with a large foot stool, and a fake
bearskin rug right in the middle of the room. He then offered us each
a glass of wine to calm our nerves, and proceeded to set-up his
equipment with the help of an assistant.

	Lynn looked at me and said, `Surprise! I hope you like it!'
All I could do was nod my head. I was sure that my skirts were lifting
from more than just the crinoline! She then explained that she wanted
me to listen to her and to do anything that she told me to do. Again,
I just nodded.

	Next, the assistant, a young man named Ted, came over and
explained that during the day they did mostly glamour photos, and that
he would be happy to touch up my make-up and fix my hair. Lynn agreed,
and soon the two of them were fussing over me like the mother- of-
the-bride on the big day. I just sat there and took it all in.

	After they finished Jim stated that he was ready, and Lynn
told me to head front and center. Without her help, I was a little
unsteady, but I was getting better at this.

	As I stood under the lights, Lynn and Jim directed me into a
few innocent yet sexy poses. Lynn spoke up next, though, and told me
to lift my skirts just enough to see the tops of my stockings. I did
so by running my hand up my thigh and stopping just as I felt the
garter belt. She next had me turn around and bend over while I slowly
removed my panties. All during this time I could see the flash and
hear the click of Jim's camera recording each of my actions. I was so
hot from all of this that I was ready for anything.

	Lynn told me to sit on the bed and slowly spread my legs while
Jim took the pictures. She had me take my bulging penis into my hand
and slowly, slowly stoke it for her. She then opened her package only
to take out our vibrator from home. Lynn came over to me and
instructed me lean back and to slip its length into my behind. I
couldn't believe that she was talking like this as she placed the well
lubricated shaft in my right hand. Jim moved closer as I gently push
the vibrator against my opening.

	As I increased the pressure it slipped into me as a small moan
slipped from my lips. I leaned back. With my other hand I stroked my
stiff member to the same rhythm that I moved the vibrator in and out
of my behind. Jim was just a few feet away from me taking close-ups
while his assistant held the lights nearby.

	Lynn moved still closer to me, and whispered into my ear that
she wanted to watch me come in my own mouth. She told me to lie back
and lift my legs over my head and to rest them on the wall behind me.
She steadied me as I accomplished this awkward move.

	After I had assumed that position, with those huge heels
threatening to poke holes in the wall, she took over the job of
working the vibrator in and out of me. She shifted me around a bit
until my raging penis was positioned directly above my mouth. She told
me to stoke myself with the same speed that she thrust the vibrator.
She then varied her speeds just enough to keep me on the edge of
orgasm. Jim clicked and clicked as he circled the bed.

	At the last moment, Lynn increased her speed enough to take me
over the edge. She told me to swallow every drop of my hot stream as
it shot into my mouth. I swallowed much of it, but just as much missed
my mouth and covered my face with it sticky warmth.

	As the waves of this outstanding orgasm subsided, she helped
me back into a prone position and eased the vibrator out of my behind.
I lay slack for a moment as Lynn caressed me. Jim was busy changing
his film.

	A moment later, Lynn roused me with a kiss on my flaccid
penis. Even though it had been through a lot already, my penis knew
when to stand at attention and did so as promptly as possible. She
said to me, `I'm not finished with you yet. Come over here.' and then
walked me over to the easy chair. She sat down and told me that it
looked like I had a lot of fun when she took me into her mouth in the
dressing room earlier that day. I agreed that I had a great time. She
then told me that she felt it was her turn to be on the receiving end.
I was more than happy to oblige. I knelt down between her knees, and
greedily went to work undoing her pants zipper, wanting to kiss her
vagina more and more each second.

	But as I opened her fly, I was greeted instead with a rather
large bulge! I lowered the men's style underwear that she was wearing
only to find a lifelike rigid plastic penis poking out of her pants!
It was held in place by a small strap around her waist, and its other
end descended into the depths of her vagina.

	I looked at her in confusion, but her only reply was, `Suck
me. Suck me now!' whereupon she placed each of her hands on the side
of my head and lowered my waiting mouth to her new member. Jim stood
by and captured the scene on film as I wrapped my lips around that
thing as if it were real. I tried to remember the best blow jobs that
I had ever had, in order to replicate them on Lynn.

	As I worked my ruby red lips and tongue around that shaft, I
tasted a slightly salty taste near its tip. I pulled back to look, and
found a small slit in the end that seemed to drip come just like my
own penis. Lynn pushed my head back down on to her faux penis, and
whispered to me that she had found a use for the come-filled condom
that I had left in the dressing room earlier! I began gripping the
shaft with my mouth as I went up and down on it, so as to enhance the
friction that Lynn would feel. This seemed to work and a slow moan
slipped out of her mouth. She told me to suck her harder, and as I
did I tasted more of that salty flavor saved from earlier that day.
Jim and his assistant worked around us, witnessing the zeal that went
into my efforts. As Lynn approached a frenzied orgasm, she reached
down past my face to a point near the base of the dildo.

	She must have flipped a switch or something, because two
things happened. First, the familiar sound that a vibrator makes
issued forth as the thing began to shake in my mouth and in Lynn's
vagina. Second, a small pump within the device started to spurt a
stream of my own come down my throat! I held on, making sure not to
miss a drop as she plunged down into my mouth with her shooting tool.
Lynn came, quite literally, with a blast!

	She relaxed for only a second following her orgasm, before
pushing me back off of the dildo. She told me to stay there, as she
herself got up and walked back over to her box of goodies.

	As she came back I saw that a few small red cords were
descending from her hand. She told me to stand up and to then lean
across the side and arms of the easy chair. I did as she asked, while
she bent down and tied my stocking encased ankles to the legs of the
chair.

	Next, she tied cords around my wrists, still in those soft
satin gloves, and drew me down over the chair in order to tie my hands
to the chairs remaining legs.

	As she was doing this, the dildo, still vibrating, brushed my
cheek as it dangled from her open fly. My naked behind felt very
exposed as it thrust out of the skirts now bunched up around my waist.

	Lynn moved around behind me and told me that it was now her
turn to have me as I had experienced her so many times. I twisted my
head around in time to see her smearing lubricant along the shaft of
her dildo. She next moved the tip of that vibrating penis so that it
touched my opening. Jim stood by and witnessed as my wife eased her
penis into me. She pushed harder and filled my ass with its length.
My own member was pleasantly pressing against the arm of the chair
through the fabric of my gown, and as she rocked in and out of me, she
brought me closer and closer to my own orgasm.

	Lynn stood with her hands on my bare shoulders while she
pulled the dildo almost out of me only to replace its full length once
again. She did this faster and faster, while I shouted, `Fuck me!
Harder!'

	My choice of words seemed to have an effect because soon she
was coming yet again. I was close myself, and as she began to slow
down, I started pushing my ass against her as much as my bounds would
allow. She chuckled, eased the shaft out of my behind, and went over
to lie on the bed. I pleaded for her to come back and help me, but she
just smiled as she removed her pants and the dildo and lay there on
the bed gently caressing her pubic hairs.

	She looked at me for a moment, as if assessing something. And
then she flattened me, as she said, `It looks like Jim and Ted could
use a little relief as well. Boys, why don't you go and help yourself
to my tied-up sex doll over there!'

	The two of them wasted no time as they put down their
equipment and headed my way. Before I could voice any objections, Ted
stood before me, opened his pants, and thrust his already stiff cock
into my mouth! Jim picked up the tube of lubricant and coated his cock
and my already slippery ass. I couldn't believe how good it felt when
he shoved its length into me!

	Here I was, dressed in my favorite fantasy clothes, getting
fucked in both my ass and my mouth, as my sexy wife played with
herself and watched! It was unreal!

	Ted pushed his cock deep down my throat, and then pulled back
so that just my red lips touched its tip. I wanted it so much that I
eagerly moved forward to take it again. He held my head in his tight
grip, and I shuddered as he thrust into me yet again.

	Jim had his hands on my waist and on my hip, and was
vigorously shoving his huge cock in and out of me. He continued in
this fashion for a few moments, but the excitement of the situation
must have been too much for him. He pulled my ass around him with such
force that I momentarily lost hold of Ted's cock with my mouth. Jim
then exploded his hot come into my ass, as he shouted obscenities into
my ear.

	After a few moments, he leaned over me and rested on my back
as his penis softened in my quivering come-filled ass.

	During this time, Ted continued to pump my mouth with his
cock. I could taste his pre-come on its tip, and I gobbled it up while
sucking for more. I was able to see Lynn as she watched us and drove
the vibrator into her own hot vagina. She looked like she was ready to
have yet another orgasm, and she shouted to Ted, `Come in his mouth.
Fuck him in the mouth!' His moans were very loud as Ted willingly
obliged, and proceeded to shoot hot sticky ribbons of come into my
mouth and down my throat. Lynn came when she saw Ted pull out of my
mouth and shoot the last of his semen into my hair and onto my face.

	Lynn lay there with a very pleased look on her face. I, on the
other hand, wanted to come again and was helpless to do anything about
it! She finally, after what seemed like forever, got up and came over
to me. Jim and Ted moved to the side as she knelt down beside me and
fondled my throbbing penis through the folds of my outfit. I was ready
then, but she just kept teasing me with her touches. After about five
minutes of this, she at last removed the restraints from my wrists and
ankles.

	I stood up and followed her to the bed, where she slowly
removed my pretty ball gown. She gently laid me down on the bed, and
climbed up on top of me. I felt her heat as she lowered herself around
my waiting penis. I drove my heels into the bed and wrapped my arms
around her now naked torso as I thrust my impatient member deep inside
of her. My satin covered fingers gripped her shoulders as I lifted her
off of me and then thrust her down once again. Of all of the evenings
experiences, this was by far the best! I had waited for this night for
so long, and now she was filling my every fantasy! I couldn't contain
myself any longer and I burst my steamy come into her beautiful body.
As I relaxed there in the bed, only the steady click of Jim's camera
reminded me that I was not in paradise.

	Lynn held me close for a moment, and then lifted slowly off of
me. As she did so, she reached down and held the lips of her vagina
closed. She next turned around in the bed and lowered herself down
upon my face.

	As I opened my mouth to receive her, she let her fingers slip
away. My come dripped down onto my waiting tongue as I slowly lapped
at her moist salty lips. She pushed against my face with more force
and then bent over to take my weary penis into her mouth once again.
We moved our bodies to a steadily increasing rhythm, and once again,
as Jim documented our actions, we both came in a fiery mutual orgasm
that shook through our bodies and left us completely spent.

	We lounged in that position for about twenty minutes before we
had enough energy to get up. We cleaned ourselves and dressed in our
party clothes as Jim and Ted gathered their equipment. We spoke for a
few moments with the two of them, and they commented that it had been
the hottest photo session that they had ever experienced. We arranged
a time to come back to look at the proofs, and then finally said our
good-byes. As we left, the fact that my feet hurt was the least thing
on my mind.

	We headed back to our room at the hotel, and once inside we
promptly stripped off our outer garments and passed out in our bed.

	Then next morning, after another hot session of lovemaking,
Lynn told me that living out my fantasy had turned her on so much that
she wanted to do it again next Halloween! With a coy grin, I asked
her, `Why wait `til next year?!'