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Another Delivery
A few months had passed since I made my ‘special delivery’ to my very appreciative customer. But as I checked my remaining deliveries as I parked up in a secluded lay-by as I ate my lunch, I recognised his name from my previous visit. Well, you don’t forget a visit like that, do you? Especially when I was handed such a lovely memento! My cock swelled at the memory…
I ensured that this was going to be my last drop of the day, and I was hoping for a repeat performance. And so I delivered the rest of my parcels, and by mid afternoon I was pulling up outside the bungalow where I had an amazing afternoon of cross-dressing fun with the accommodating occupier. I turned off the engine of my van and after retrieving the parcel from the back, locked up and made my way up the path to ring the doorbell. I stood there, parcel under one arm and clipboard and pen in the other hand. I saw the curtains twitch, and moments later I was greeted at the door by my colourful, and on this occasion, glamorous, friend. As I handed over the parcel and got my obligatory signature, I couldn’t help but be impressed by the fetching outfit he was wearing today.
He was adorned in a ¾ length black sequined dress, the light being thrown about as it shimmered off the countless discs. His beautifully smooth legs were adorned in black nylon, a thin denier showing off the feminine curves of the calves. His red painted toenails peeped through a pair of open toed stilettoes, with a delicate leather strap fastened around the ankle. His wrists jangled from the gold and silver bangles as he signed for the parcel, and I admired the dark red nail polish as he handed my paperwork back to me. As for the hair and make-up; a brunette wig, with the hair pinned up to show off his slender neck, and to accentuate the long drop earrings, and black eyeshadow matched with slutty red lipstick, expertly finished in a shimmering 70’s style gloss.
‘Wow! You look absolutely gorgeous!’ I almost involuntarily blurted out.
‘Aww, thanks, sweetie’, he purred. ‘Me and my friend are getting ourselves ready for a night out. Come on in, I’ll introduce you to Carole!’
And with that, he sauntered ahead with parcel in hand, and led me towards the living room where ‘Carole’ was sat, obviously halfway through her own beauty regimen, liberally applying blush to her manly features. There could not have been a greater contrast between the pair of them. Carole was a bear of a man, roughly 6’ 4”, but even bigger as he teetered about on his high white heels and extended his hand limply, and I felt obliged to treat him femininely and give his hand a gentle peck on the knuckle. I introduced myself. He smiled coyly.
He was adorned in a white basque, filled out at the breast with some substantial flesh coloured inserts, with prominent nipples poking out at the delicate material. A gorgeous pair of white lace panties just about covered his modesty, and a pair of thigh high, lace topped white stockings enveloped the long, hairless, dreamy legs.
I was already in a state of semi arousal when I saw the occupier answer the door, but now I was fully turned on. Carole’s eyes wandered down to the uncomfortable bulge I couldn’t conceal.
‘Oh, my!’ she exclaimed in mock outrage. ‘I hope that’s nothing to do with me..?’
And with that she returned to applying the make-up, but giving me a devilish grin. At that moment, the owner returned to the room after unpacking and storing away the parcel delivery.
As I stood there, transfixed with the sight of the gorgeous host looking like a glamorous cabaret singer, and Carole slowly applying a thick layer of pink lipstick to the rugged features, slowly hiding away the masculinity beneath layers of cosmetics, I was dumb with lust.
‘Seems that you’ve got him all worked up, Carole?’ said the owner.
‘I know, Amanda. Perhaps we should do something about it?’ replied Carole.
At least I knew the name of the female persona now. My cock was doubled up in pain, and I could already feel the hot, sticky pre-cum starting to coat the tip of my penis.
‘We’ve got a bit of time before we hit the tiles, and we can always reapply our lipstick.’ Amanda said as she took me by the hand and led me towards the familiar surroundings of her bedroom, with Carole slowly following behind, gently rubbing my buttocks as I was being taken to the buidoir. Once inside, I felt the feminine hands of Amanda unbuckling my belt and gently unzipping my trousers, whilst Carole roughly helped me from the company polo shirt, and grabbed my face with those big, rough hands, with fuschia coloured nails, and planted those pink lips of his on mine and probed my tongue with his. Aggressively he kissed me, and it was all I could do but to engage in a bout of tongue wrestling with this gloriously feminine brute! Meanwhile, Amanda was lowering my underwear, releasing my straining cock from it’s cotton prison.
Finally, my cock was freed, and Amanda slowly and expertly wanked me, gently lapping at the tip of my cock and devouring my sticky love juices, slowly oozing from it’s engorged tip. Carole disengaged from the passionate kissing, and sunk to her knees next to her friend on the floor. As Amanda slowly stuck out her tongue and ran it around my reddened tip, Carole’s tongue joined in also. For moments, my cock would be given the attention of the glamorous ‘ladies’, then they would sensuously give each other kisses and then return to the expert oral skills they had perfected elsewhere. After a few minutes, I warned them that this was so erotic, I didn’t think that I could hold back much longer. And with that, Carole took over, and devoured inch after inch of my cock. Amanda stood up, leaned into me and I could feel the obvious erection under that beautiful dress.
‘Take your dress off, Amanda. I’ll see if I can’t return the favour.’ I uttered through the glorious ecstasy as Carole was on the verge of bringing me to orgasm as her head movements got quicker and quicker.
As Amanda slowly peeled off the dress, my eyes wandered to the gossamer thin see through slip beneath, and the thick, patterned black suspender belt holding up the rolled over stocking tops, held in place by three thick straps on each side, a seam running down the back of those gloriously feminine legs. That was the trigger to send me over the edge.
‘I’m cumming, Carole..!’ I moaned as I began to shake and convulse. She only sucked harder upon hearing those words!
I felt the tingle that started in my backside, and then the unmistakable thrill as I felt the seed fly up through my cock, flooding those hungry, pink lips, sperm seeping out and down Carole’s chin. Greedily she sucked, almost possessed, draining me of my man-milk, almost insatiable in appetite. I thought I was going to lose consciousness, so intense was the orgasm, and the way that Carole was gobbling on my cock, I suspected she was trying to suck my insides out through my manhood!
As I slowly recovered my equilibrium, I noticed that Amanda was now clad only in stockings, suspenders and high heels, and sporting a huge erection! Carole rose from her knees and I could see the tip of the almost blue headed cock peering out from the inadequate coverings of her panties. Carole slowly eased herself out of the now redundant underwear, and Amanda came in to gently lick and lap at the excess cum on her chin. They then engaged in some serious kissing, tasting the spunk I’d delivered to my cock hungry companion.
‘Mmm.. he tastes nice, doesn’t he?’ said Amanda. ‘Perhaps you’ll give me a drink, as well?’ she said as she lustfully looked at my softening cock, expertly drained by her friend.
‘Give me a few minutes!’ I said. ‘I think Carole has sucked the barrel dry!’
The pair of them giggled like naughty schoolgirls, and came in for one last, deep, sensual kiss.
And then they stood before me, and Carole’s big hands rested on my shoulders. I didn’t resist, and admired the beauty of their contrasting cocks. I’d already sampled Amanda’s uncut, purple headed and thickly veined member previously, and enjoyed a sample of her milk straight from the tap, but Carole’s cock was a lot longer, but thinner. Smooth, with only the slightest hint that there may be blood vessels beneath. I slowly took each one to task as I gently wanked each of the ‘girls’ and gently lapped at their peeling tips as they broke free of their hoods. Carole’s foreskin was a bit longer, but it didn’t conceal much of the glorious blue headed cock as I rubbed that long prick with my right hand, whilst gently playing with Amanda’s balls with my left whilst sucking on her tip. I got the heads of both the ladies cocks to gently rub together, then rang my tongue over both of their glans, bringing out moans and sighs of delight. Their hands were all over each other, fondling buttocks and helping me out as I wanked and sucked the pair of them. I could feel my cock getting hard again as I sucked on the gorgeous members and caressed those nylon clad legs, running them up and down, front to back, buttock to ankle and foot to groin.
‘Fuck! I forgot how good you were at sucking cock!’ Amanda said, her face clearly flushed, the pre-cum oozing out of her cock giving away her obvious and impending orgasm.
‘Oh, let me have it, babe!’ Carole pleaded. ‘Give me your cum!’
Before she could reply, Carole had knelt herself next to me and almost ripped the cock I was pleasing from my mouth and hand, greedily swallowing down on her friend’s engorged, glistening prick. As Carole hungrily devoured her friend’s cock, I reached out for her long, swollen knob and started wanking it, but at a much higher rate than previously. I watched as the tip of Carole’s cock glistened as I rubbed it vigorously, as her head quickly bobbed back and forth.
Amanda could not hold back any longer, and she moaned in pure pleasure as Carole devoured her seed, never spilling a drop. There was an almighty guttural roar as the last spasm of orgasm left her body, and she forcibly removed her friend’s smeared pink lips from her deflating penis. Carole turned to me and came in for a French kiss. I knew I was going to get a taste of Amanda’s spunk, and so it was as our tongues entwined and we tasted the sweet love juices of her companion. As we did so, I sped up my wanking of Carole’s cock, and halfway through, she broke off and propped herself up with her arms behind her on the floor. I knew she was going to cum! Still I wanked her as her back arched, and a glorious shot of jizm arched from that long, twitching cock across the bedroom floor. Another. And yet another. After a few more less enthusiastic spurts, Carole removed my hand, her cock now too sensitive to touch.
Suffice to say, the girls did indeed need to reapply their make-up..!
A few months had passed since I made my ‘special delivery’ to my very appreciative customer. But as I checked my remaining deliveries as I parked up in a secluded lay-by as I ate my lunch, I recognised his name from my previous visit. Well, you don’t forget a visit like that, do you? Especially when I was handed such a lovely memento! My cock swelled at the memory…
I ensured that this was going to be my last drop of the day, and I was hoping for a repeat performance. And so I delivered the rest of my parcels, and by mid afternoon I was pulling up outside the bungalow where I had an amazing afternoon of cross-dressing fun with the accommodating occupier. I turned off the engine of my van and after retrieving the parcel from the back, locked up and made my way up the path to ring the doorbell. I stood there, parcel under one arm and clipboard and pen in the other hand. I saw the curtains twitch, and moments later I was greeted at the door by my colourful, and on this occasion, glamorous, friend. As I handed over the parcel and got my obligatory signature, I couldn’t help but be impressed by the fetching outfit he was wearing today.
He was adorned in a ¾ length black sequined dress, the light being thrown about as it shimmered off the countless discs. His beautifully smooth legs were adorned in black nylon, a thin denier showing off the feminine curves of the calves. His red painted toenails peeped through a pair of open toed stilettoes, with a delicate leather strap fastened around the ankle. His wrists jangled from the gold and silver bangles as he signed for the parcel, and I admired the dark red nail polish as he handed my paperwork back to me. As for the hair and make-up; a brunette wig, with the hair pinned up to show off his slender neck, and to accentuate the long drop earrings, and black eyeshadow matched with slutty red lipstick, expertly finished in a shimmering 70’s style gloss.
‘Wow! You look absolutely gorgeous!’ I almost involuntarily blurted out.
‘Aww, thanks, sweetie’, he purred. ‘Me and my friend are getting ourselves ready for a night out. Come on in, I’ll introduce you to Carole!’
And with that, he sauntered ahead with parcel in hand, and led me towards the living room where ‘Carole’ was sat, obviously halfway through her own beauty regimen, liberally applying blush to her manly features. There could not have been a greater contrast between the pair of them. Carole was a bear of a man, roughly 6’ 4”, but even bigger as he teetered about on his high white heels and extended his hand limply, and I felt obliged to treat him femininely and give his hand a gentle peck on the knuckle. I introduced myself. He smiled coyly.
He was adorned in a white basque, filled out at the breast with some substantial flesh coloured inserts, with prominent nipples poking out at the delicate material. A gorgeous pair of white lace panties just about covered his modesty, and a pair of thigh high, lace topped white stockings enveloped the long, hairless, dreamy legs.
I was already in a state of semi arousal when I saw the occupier answer the door, but now I was fully turned on. Carole’s eyes wandered down to the uncomfortable bulge I couldn’t conceal.
‘Oh, my!’ she exclaimed in mock outrage. ‘I hope that’s nothing to do with me..?’
And with that she returned to applying the make-up, but giving me a devilish grin. At that moment, the owner returned to the room after unpacking and storing away the parcel delivery.
As I stood there, transfixed with the sight of the gorgeous host looking like a glamorous cabaret singer, and Carole slowly applying a thick layer of pink lipstick to the rugged features, slowly hiding away the masculinity beneath layers of cosmetics, I was dumb with lust.
‘Seems that you’ve got him all worked up, Carole?’ said the owner.
‘I know, Amanda. Perhaps we should do something about it?’ replied Carole.
At least I knew the name of the female persona now. My cock was doubled up in pain, and I could already feel the hot, sticky pre-cum starting to coat the tip of my penis.
‘We’ve got a bit of time before we hit the tiles, and we can always reapply our lipstick.’ Amanda said as she took me by the hand and led me towards the familiar surroundings of her bedroom, with Carole slowly following behind, gently rubbing my buttocks as I was being taken to the buidoir. Once inside, I felt the feminine hands of Amanda unbuckling my belt and gently unzipping my trousers, whilst Carole roughly helped me from the company polo shirt, and grabbed my face with those big, rough hands, with fuschia coloured nails, and planted those pink lips of his on mine and probed my tongue with his. Aggressively he kissed me, and it was all I could do but to engage in a bout of tongue wrestling with this gloriously feminine brute! Meanwhile, Amanda was lowering my underwear, releasing my straining cock from it’s cotton prison.
Finally, my cock was freed, and Amanda slowly and expertly wanked me, gently lapping at the tip of my cock and devouring my sticky love juices, slowly oozing from it’s engorged tip. Carole disengaged from the passionate kissing, and sunk to her knees next to her friend on the floor. As Amanda slowly stuck out her tongue and ran it around my reddened tip, Carole’s tongue joined in also. For moments, my cock would be given the attention of the glamorous ‘ladies’, then they would sensuously give each other kisses and then return to the expert oral skills they had perfected elsewhere. After a few minutes, I warned them that this was so erotic, I didn’t think that I could hold back much longer. And with that, Carole took over, and devoured inch after inch of my cock. Amanda stood up, leaned into me and I could feel the obvious erection under that beautiful dress.
‘Take your dress off, Amanda. I’ll see if I can’t return the favour.’ I uttered through the glorious ecstasy as Carole was on the verge of bringing me to orgasm as her head movements got quicker and quicker.
As Amanda slowly peeled off the dress, my eyes wandered to the gossamer thin see through slip beneath, and the thick, patterned black suspender belt holding up the rolled over stocking tops, held in place by three thick straps on each side, a seam running down the back of those gloriously feminine legs. That was the trigger to send me over the edge.
‘I’m cumming, Carole..!’ I moaned as I began to shake and convulse. She only sucked harder upon hearing those words!
I felt the tingle that started in my backside, and then the unmistakable thrill as I felt the seed fly up through my cock, flooding those hungry, pink lips, sperm seeping out and down Carole’s chin. Greedily she sucked, almost possessed, draining me of my man-milk, almost insatiable in appetite. I thought I was going to lose consciousness, so intense was the orgasm, and the way that Carole was gobbling on my cock, I suspected she was trying to suck my insides out through my manhood!
As I slowly recovered my equilibrium, I noticed that Amanda was now clad only in stockings, suspenders and high heels, and sporting a huge erection! Carole rose from her knees and I could see the tip of the almost blue headed cock peering out from the inadequate coverings of her panties. Carole slowly eased herself out of the now redundant underwear, and Amanda came in to gently lick and lap at the excess cum on her chin. They then engaged in some serious kissing, tasting the spunk I’d delivered to my cock hungry companion.
‘Mmm.. he tastes nice, doesn’t he?’ said Amanda. ‘Perhaps you’ll give me a drink, as well?’ she said as she lustfully looked at my softening cock, expertly drained by her friend.
‘Give me a few minutes!’ I said. ‘I think Carole has sucked the barrel dry!’
The pair of them giggled like naughty schoolgirls, and came in for one last, deep, sensual kiss.
And then they stood before me, and Carole’s big hands rested on my shoulders. I didn’t resist, and admired the beauty of their contrasting cocks. I’d already sampled Amanda’s uncut, purple headed and thickly veined member previously, and enjoyed a sample of her milk straight from the tap, but Carole’s cock was a lot longer, but thinner. Smooth, with only the slightest hint that there may be blood vessels beneath. I slowly took each one to task as I gently wanked each of the ‘girls’ and gently lapped at their peeling tips as they broke free of their hoods. Carole’s foreskin was a bit longer, but it didn’t conceal much of the glorious blue headed cock as I rubbed that long prick with my right hand, whilst gently playing with Amanda’s balls with my left whilst sucking on her tip. I got the heads of both the ladies cocks to gently rub together, then rang my tongue over both of their glans, bringing out moans and sighs of delight. Their hands were all over each other, fondling buttocks and helping me out as I wanked and sucked the pair of them. I could feel my cock getting hard again as I sucked on the gorgeous members and caressed those nylon clad legs, running them up and down, front to back, buttock to ankle and foot to groin.
‘Fuck! I forgot how good you were at sucking cock!’ Amanda said, her face clearly flushed, the pre-cum oozing out of her cock giving away her obvious and impending orgasm.
‘Oh, let me have it, babe!’ Carole pleaded. ‘Give me your cum!’
Before she could reply, Carole had knelt herself next to me and almost ripped the cock I was pleasing from my mouth and hand, greedily swallowing down on her friend’s engorged, glistening prick. As Carole hungrily devoured her friend’s cock, I reached out for her long, swollen knob and started wanking it, but at a much higher rate than previously. I watched as the tip of Carole’s cock glistened as I rubbed it vigorously, as her head quickly bobbed back and forth.
Amanda could not hold back any longer, and she moaned in pure pleasure as Carole devoured her seed, never spilling a drop. There was an almighty guttural roar as the last spasm of orgasm left her body, and she forcibly removed her friend’s smeared pink lips from her deflating penis. Carole turned to me and came in for a French kiss. I knew I was going to get a taste of Amanda’s spunk, and so it was as our tongues entwined and we tasted the sweet love juices of her companion. As we did so, I sped up my wanking of Carole’s cock, and halfway through, she broke off and propped herself up with her arms behind her on the floor. I knew she was going to cum! Still I wanked her as her back arched, and a glorious shot of jizm arched from that long, twitching cock across the bedroom floor. Another. And yet another. After a few more less enthusiastic spurts, Carole removed my hand, her cock now too sensitive to touch.
Suffice to say, the girls did indeed need to reapply their make-up..!
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