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“Mad Men Party- Friday, 7-late!” screamed the sign in the window of the bar, “Free drink for everyone in Mad Men costume” it said underneath. I’m a big fan of Mad Men, and a bigger fan of Free Drink, also it helped that I just adore that 50s and 60s style. I texted my friend Roxy, and as expected, she was up for it too. My mind was made up, I now had plans for Friday night.
The week passed uneventfully, early evening Friday, I jumped in the shower, of course making sure I was nice and smooth all over. Now for the fun part. I knew exactly what I was going to be wearing out, it was perfect for the occasion. First on, my vintage-style open bottomed corselette, it was gorgeous, black lace with red lace panels on the tummy and breasts, and 6 garters with metal clasps on the bottom of it. It was always a bit of a challenge to get into, but the effect was amazing, perfect smooth curves. I paired it with matching black lace panties, and some plain-topped sheer tan stockings, with a subtle seam running up the back. I looked in the mirror, “damn girl” I thought, “you look pretty darn good already”.
I went all-out on the makeup, the proper 50s look – feminine, demure, sexy without looking like porn-star as the girls do these days. Dark eye-shadow to make my blue eyes pop, just the right amount of blush to highlight my cheekbones, and a luscious glossy red on my lips.
I slipped into my white crinoline petticoat, like layer upon layer of fluffy clouds, and pulled on my red swing dress, covered in white polkadots of course, and with the matching belt. A white one-button cardigan, pearl necklace and a little red and white polkadot headband completed the look. Well, nearly, I slipped into my cute t-bar Mary Janes, a modest 3” heel, red with white trim. The perfect shoe for the night, sexy but practical, and a matching white clutch purse. I looked like I’d just walked off the film set, a million dollar doll.
By this time it was already past 8pm, but it was only a fifteen minute walk to the bar. As I walked I reveled in the amazing feeling of the light and puffy petticoat making the skirt of my dress swoosh around, the click of my heels on the sidewalk, the constant feeling of being hugged by my lingerie. I hadn’t felt this good in ages and wondered why women chose to give up these amazing things to slob around in jeans.
Almost too quickly I arrived at the bar, it was already hopping busy. Inside, well, it was like a scene from TV. All the guys in sharp suits and slicked hair, the girls mostly getting into things as well – lots of high-waist pants, cute dresses, twin-sets and pearls. I made my way through the crowd to the bar, admiring all the great outfits, and receiving lots of glances, smiles and compliments on my way. “Hey gorgeous” said the barman, “what are you drinking?”. I was in a Martini mood, classic.
As I sipped my drink, I saw Roxy arrive. Roxy is a fun girl, her name’s actually Karen but she hates it, probably because of all those internet memes. She’s a few years younger than me, a bit dorky, a bit retro but super cute, funny and has an amazing smile. We’ve been friends for a few years and she’s known about me for most of that time, she was the first person that knew actually. She normally dresses with vintage influences, tonight she’d gone for 50s fitted pants and a twin-set, of course her curves made it look amazing anyway. I’m always so jealous of how she looks. She saw me as soon as she came in, and headed across to say hi. “OMG girl, you look amaaaaazing” she said, giving me a big hug. I laughed and hugged her back, “you’re edible as always”. Roxy headed to the bar to grab a drink, some green concoction with an umbrella of course.
We found a table and chatted for a while, catching up after not seeing each other for a month or so. “Let’s play pool” Roxy suggested, we’ve been having an ongoing double-or-quits game going, she’s a bit of a shark and I’m down a few bucks but I’m not going to pass up a chance to try and win it back.
After playing for a few minutes, I notice there’s an increasing number of guys just happening to be somewhere near the pool area. “Hey Roxy, you’ve got an audience” I laugh, “Honey”, she says with a giggle, “I don’t think they are here for me, you should probably adjust how you’re playing”. It’s then I realize that my petticoat is not only hold my skirt out and making it looking good, but it helps it defy gravity, I’ve been exposing my seamed stocking right up to the garters every time I lean over to play. I blush.
“You’re quite the player”, comes a voice behind me. I turn around, and there in front of me is a wonderful sight, “Hi, I’m Adam” he says. Adam is a handsome, tall, fairly well-built black guy, with short hair and an amazing smile. “Hi Adam, I’m Cindy, and this is Roxy” I reply. Roxy smiles and waves, Adam smiles back then returns his attention to me. “I couldn’t help noticing you are having a few wardrobe malfunctions” he laughs, I blush for the second time that evening, “I’m not complaining of course, who doesn’t like a glimpse of a stocking every now and then?” he continues. I smile, “I’m glad to have brightened your evening”. Adam offers to buy us a drink, of course I accept (did I mention never being one to turn down a free one?). Roxy comes up to me, “shall we call this one a draw?” she says, I nod, and we go find our table again.
Adam joins us with our drinks, and we sit and chat. It turns out that not only is Adam handsome and quite able to nicely fill out his expensive looking suit, he’s also a lawyer. Well, you can’t win them all, he’s a good conversationalist but I can’t help noticing that he is mostly talking to me. Roxy obviously noticed too because after about an hour she stood up and announced that she was going to head out, she was meeting up with her boyfriend across town later that evening.
That left me with all my attention on Adam, not that I was complaining. “So Cindy, is the normal thing you wear then?” he asked, “Oh of course not” I reply, “this stuff is such fun though, it’s wonderful to wear”, “I must confess” he says, “I’ve a real thing for fifties looks, I just love how sexy the women were, how they made so much effort, honestly, I got a bit excited when I saw you playing pool”. Well, what is a girl supposed to say when a tall hunk of gorgeousness comes out with something like that? "I'm sorry about that, anything I can do to help?" I say with a giggle. He just smiles and asks if I live close-by, and with that, I find myself walking home arm-in-arm with Adam.
Once home, I take his jacket and hang it up. Underneath, he's wearing a crisp white shirt, fits perfectly and hugs him in all the right places. I go fix us a couple of drinks, an Old Fashioned just to keep the vintage thing going. I come back to the lounge and Adam is standing waiting for me. I hand him his drink, and he just puts it down, grabs me and kisses me deeply.
It takes my breath away, and I take a few seconds before responding, kissing back urgently. Even in my heels he's at least 6 inches taller than me so I have to tilt my head back. He runs his hands up and down my back as we kiss, and my hands move to his chest, starting to unbutton his shirt. His body is fantastic, not overly muscly but well toned. His shirt off now, I pull away to admire him, trying not to show the ravenous hunger on the outside that I suddenly feel within. I reach for his belt, unbuckle it, undo the button on his pants and slide the zipper down. I look up at his eyes, they tell me to go ahead. I fall to my knees, and inch his boxer shorts down, slowly revealing his cock, and what a cock it is.
I pull it out completely, and can't help gasping. Even though only slightly hard, it is already 6 inches long, and thick. Underneath, his balls are large and full, shaven smooth. I can't resist, I lick down his long black shaft from the tip to the base, then tease his balls with my tongue. I take one of them in my mouth and eagerly suck, his cock resting across my face goes almost to my hairline. I move from one to the other, kissing, licking, sucking, Adam lets out a low pitched moan. I finally release them, moving my attention to that beautiful cock. I take the tip in my mouth, teasing, then take the whole head. He's still only half erect and even now I am having difficultly fitting the head in.
He puts his hand on the back of my head and starts to gently fuck my mouth, "you like that baby?" he asks, I nod. He continues to fuck me like that for a few minutes, gradually getting deeper and his cock growing harder the whole time. I pull away. "Adam, there's something you need to know" I say, "I'm not like other girls". He looks at me questioningly, I stand, pull my petticoat up and pull my panties to one side. His eyes widen as he takes in my little white cock encased in a stainless steel cage. "Umm yeah, definitely not like other girls" he says. "Is this a problem?" I ask, "does it look like it?" he replies, looking down. His cock is now fully hard, it must be at 9 inches long, and I couldn't wrap my hand the whole way round. I giggle, "I guess not".
I lead him across to the couch and he takes off the rest of his clothes, "wait here" I tell him. I pop to the bathroom and remove my panties, making sure to hook the garters back up, then return to the couch.
Adam turns me round and asks me to kneel on the edge. I do so, and he pushes me until my head leans on the back of the chair. He takes a step back, "baby, that is incredible". His view goes from my heels, up my smooth stockinged legs, following the seams, into a sea of soft white layers of petticoat before he gets to my creamy white pussy, and hanging down between my legs, the shining metal of my cage, my little white balls squeezed out of it.
He leans in behind me and I feel him kissing my cheeks, rubbing his hands up my legs. Then he begins to probe my pussy with his tongue, small darting movements at first, then gradually pushing further in. The feeling is incredible. I feel a finger starting to probe, then another, my pussy is relaxing, allowing entry as he works to prepare me for what's ahead. Then he stops and turns me around, once again I am facing his beautiful cock. I take him in my mouth, I take as much as I can, maybe half way down the long thick shaft before I start to gag. "Relax, breathe through your nose" he says, I do so, and feel him slip further in until finally my nose presses to his stomach. I can't believe it, I've never deep throated before, and here I am, 9 inches of thick black meat in the back of my throat. He pulls back, and in again, starting to fuck my mouth and throat, all the time coating his cock with my saliva.
"Now baby, time to fuck" he says, I turn around once more, presenting my pussy to him. He rubs the tip around the entrance, making sure I am ready, and then starts to push into me. I open up around him, stretching, always on the brink of pain, it feels like forever, I can't possibly fit him, then, a final stab of pain and my pussy closes behind his head, gripping the shaft. He pushes in gently, an inch, then another, then pulls back. I moan with pleasure. He pushes again, in and out, probing deeper with each thrust, I am almost fainting, so full, so stretched, so pleasurable. His hands on my hips, he pulls me back onto him and just when I think I can't take any more, I feel his soft warm balls touch me. I let out another moan of pleasure, all I can feel is that hardness in me, deep inside me. "You like that baby?", he asks, "you like my big dick in you?", I can barely talk "So good" is all I can manage.
He starts to fuck me harder now, in and out, pulling almost all the way out before plunging back to the hilt. Any pain is gone, I am a machine of pleasure now, radiating from my full pussy. I start to back onto him with each thrust, then he stops moving and it is just me, working myself on his cock, back and forth, riding it like some kind of depraved slut on a dildo. Adam is breathing heavily, murmuring yeah under his breath.
He pushes me off him, suddenly I feel achingly empty, my pussy still throbbing. He turns me onto my back, pushing my skirt and petticoat up out of the way. I spread my legs and he grabs my ankles, lifting my legs wider, pulling my ass up off the bed. He pushes toward me, and I get to see the tip of his magnificent black cock enter me, then slide deep inside my white pussy. I am totally his now, on my back, lingerie and heels, legs spread, full of long, hard and thick black cock, a woman in every way. He looks deep into my eyes as he starts to fuck me again, the pleasure is even more intense from this angle. He thrusts harder and faster, his balls slapping against my ass as he pounds into me. I can't help but yell out with each thrust, "that's it baby" he says, "your sissy pussy loves black cock doesn't she?", "ohhh fuck yeah, I love it" I say, I can feel the pleasure building up in me, waves of it pulsing through my body, starting in my pussy. "Say it, I want to hear you say it" he whispers, "I'm a black cock sissy, I need black cock, it's what I was made for, it's all I want" I say. This confession triggers something in me, and I cum, my sissy juices pours from my clit, spraying through my cage. My eyes roll in my head, the pleasure is more intense that anything I have ever experienced, a pulsing, rolling, crashing wave of pleasure across my whole body. "There's a good girl" says Adam, "I always make sure my women cum first". My juices start to run down between my legs, and Adam pulls out and rubs his cock in it before pushing back into me.
The extra wetness lets him fuck me harder than ever, pounding into me like an a****l, faster and faster until finally, he lets out a loud grunt and presses deep into me, "yes baby" I say, "breed me, fill my sissy cunt", I can feel every spurt of his cum inside me, his big balls pulsing, my pussy hungry for his seed. Finally, he finishes and pulls out of me, my pussy gaping, totally satisfied. I lay there panting, feeling his hot juices begin to flow from inside me, Adam rubs them with his cock, coating the end of his beautiful dark meat, then gestures to me and I suck his cock as it starts to soften, tasting him. It's a heady flavor, strong, sweet, overpowering, like nothing I have ever had before, I want more, I need more. "Baby, that was so good, you're so hot and a great fuck" he says, "I know a bunch of my guys would love you too". I can't wait to meet them.
The week passed uneventfully, early evening Friday, I jumped in the shower, of course making sure I was nice and smooth all over. Now for the fun part. I knew exactly what I was going to be wearing out, it was perfect for the occasion. First on, my vintage-style open bottomed corselette, it was gorgeous, black lace with red lace panels on the tummy and breasts, and 6 garters with metal clasps on the bottom of it. It was always a bit of a challenge to get into, but the effect was amazing, perfect smooth curves. I paired it with matching black lace panties, and some plain-topped sheer tan stockings, with a subtle seam running up the back. I looked in the mirror, “damn girl” I thought, “you look pretty darn good already”.
I went all-out on the makeup, the proper 50s look – feminine, demure, sexy without looking like porn-star as the girls do these days. Dark eye-shadow to make my blue eyes pop, just the right amount of blush to highlight my cheekbones, and a luscious glossy red on my lips.
I slipped into my white crinoline petticoat, like layer upon layer of fluffy clouds, and pulled on my red swing dress, covered in white polkadots of course, and with the matching belt. A white one-button cardigan, pearl necklace and a little red and white polkadot headband completed the look. Well, nearly, I slipped into my cute t-bar Mary Janes, a modest 3” heel, red with white trim. The perfect shoe for the night, sexy but practical, and a matching white clutch purse. I looked like I’d just walked off the film set, a million dollar doll.
By this time it was already past 8pm, but it was only a fifteen minute walk to the bar. As I walked I reveled in the amazing feeling of the light and puffy petticoat making the skirt of my dress swoosh around, the click of my heels on the sidewalk, the constant feeling of being hugged by my lingerie. I hadn’t felt this good in ages and wondered why women chose to give up these amazing things to slob around in jeans.
Almost too quickly I arrived at the bar, it was already hopping busy. Inside, well, it was like a scene from TV. All the guys in sharp suits and slicked hair, the girls mostly getting into things as well – lots of high-waist pants, cute dresses, twin-sets and pearls. I made my way through the crowd to the bar, admiring all the great outfits, and receiving lots of glances, smiles and compliments on my way. “Hey gorgeous” said the barman, “what are you drinking?”. I was in a Martini mood, classic.
As I sipped my drink, I saw Roxy arrive. Roxy is a fun girl, her name’s actually Karen but she hates it, probably because of all those internet memes. She’s a few years younger than me, a bit dorky, a bit retro but super cute, funny and has an amazing smile. We’ve been friends for a few years and she’s known about me for most of that time, she was the first person that knew actually. She normally dresses with vintage influences, tonight she’d gone for 50s fitted pants and a twin-set, of course her curves made it look amazing anyway. I’m always so jealous of how she looks. She saw me as soon as she came in, and headed across to say hi. “OMG girl, you look amaaaaazing” she said, giving me a big hug. I laughed and hugged her back, “you’re edible as always”. Roxy headed to the bar to grab a drink, some green concoction with an umbrella of course.
We found a table and chatted for a while, catching up after not seeing each other for a month or so. “Let’s play pool” Roxy suggested, we’ve been having an ongoing double-or-quits game going, she’s a bit of a shark and I’m down a few bucks but I’m not going to pass up a chance to try and win it back.
After playing for a few minutes, I notice there’s an increasing number of guys just happening to be somewhere near the pool area. “Hey Roxy, you’ve got an audience” I laugh, “Honey”, she says with a giggle, “I don’t think they are here for me, you should probably adjust how you’re playing”. It’s then I realize that my petticoat is not only hold my skirt out and making it looking good, but it helps it defy gravity, I’ve been exposing my seamed stocking right up to the garters every time I lean over to play. I blush.
“You’re quite the player”, comes a voice behind me. I turn around, and there in front of me is a wonderful sight, “Hi, I’m Adam” he says. Adam is a handsome, tall, fairly well-built black guy, with short hair and an amazing smile. “Hi Adam, I’m Cindy, and this is Roxy” I reply. Roxy smiles and waves, Adam smiles back then returns his attention to me. “I couldn’t help noticing you are having a few wardrobe malfunctions” he laughs, I blush for the second time that evening, “I’m not complaining of course, who doesn’t like a glimpse of a stocking every now and then?” he continues. I smile, “I’m glad to have brightened your evening”. Adam offers to buy us a drink, of course I accept (did I mention never being one to turn down a free one?). Roxy comes up to me, “shall we call this one a draw?” she says, I nod, and we go find our table again.
Adam joins us with our drinks, and we sit and chat. It turns out that not only is Adam handsome and quite able to nicely fill out his expensive looking suit, he’s also a lawyer. Well, you can’t win them all, he’s a good conversationalist but I can’t help noticing that he is mostly talking to me. Roxy obviously noticed too because after about an hour she stood up and announced that she was going to head out, she was meeting up with her boyfriend across town later that evening.
That left me with all my attention on Adam, not that I was complaining. “So Cindy, is the normal thing you wear then?” he asked, “Oh of course not” I reply, “this stuff is such fun though, it’s wonderful to wear”, “I must confess” he says, “I’ve a real thing for fifties looks, I just love how sexy the women were, how they made so much effort, honestly, I got a bit excited when I saw you playing pool”. Well, what is a girl supposed to say when a tall hunk of gorgeousness comes out with something like that? "I'm sorry about that, anything I can do to help?" I say with a giggle. He just smiles and asks if I live close-by, and with that, I find myself walking home arm-in-arm with Adam.
Once home, I take his jacket and hang it up. Underneath, he's wearing a crisp white shirt, fits perfectly and hugs him in all the right places. I go fix us a couple of drinks, an Old Fashioned just to keep the vintage thing going. I come back to the lounge and Adam is standing waiting for me. I hand him his drink, and he just puts it down, grabs me and kisses me deeply.
It takes my breath away, and I take a few seconds before responding, kissing back urgently. Even in my heels he's at least 6 inches taller than me so I have to tilt my head back. He runs his hands up and down my back as we kiss, and my hands move to his chest, starting to unbutton his shirt. His body is fantastic, not overly muscly but well toned. His shirt off now, I pull away to admire him, trying not to show the ravenous hunger on the outside that I suddenly feel within. I reach for his belt, unbuckle it, undo the button on his pants and slide the zipper down. I look up at his eyes, they tell me to go ahead. I fall to my knees, and inch his boxer shorts down, slowly revealing his cock, and what a cock it is.
I pull it out completely, and can't help gasping. Even though only slightly hard, it is already 6 inches long, and thick. Underneath, his balls are large and full, shaven smooth. I can't resist, I lick down his long black shaft from the tip to the base, then tease his balls with my tongue. I take one of them in my mouth and eagerly suck, his cock resting across my face goes almost to my hairline. I move from one to the other, kissing, licking, sucking, Adam lets out a low pitched moan. I finally release them, moving my attention to that beautiful cock. I take the tip in my mouth, teasing, then take the whole head. He's still only half erect and even now I am having difficultly fitting the head in.
He puts his hand on the back of my head and starts to gently fuck my mouth, "you like that baby?" he asks, I nod. He continues to fuck me like that for a few minutes, gradually getting deeper and his cock growing harder the whole time. I pull away. "Adam, there's something you need to know" I say, "I'm not like other girls". He looks at me questioningly, I stand, pull my petticoat up and pull my panties to one side. His eyes widen as he takes in my little white cock encased in a stainless steel cage. "Umm yeah, definitely not like other girls" he says. "Is this a problem?" I ask, "does it look like it?" he replies, looking down. His cock is now fully hard, it must be at 9 inches long, and I couldn't wrap my hand the whole way round. I giggle, "I guess not".
I lead him across to the couch and he takes off the rest of his clothes, "wait here" I tell him. I pop to the bathroom and remove my panties, making sure to hook the garters back up, then return to the couch.
Adam turns me round and asks me to kneel on the edge. I do so, and he pushes me until my head leans on the back of the chair. He takes a step back, "baby, that is incredible". His view goes from my heels, up my smooth stockinged legs, following the seams, into a sea of soft white layers of petticoat before he gets to my creamy white pussy, and hanging down between my legs, the shining metal of my cage, my little white balls squeezed out of it.
He leans in behind me and I feel him kissing my cheeks, rubbing his hands up my legs. Then he begins to probe my pussy with his tongue, small darting movements at first, then gradually pushing further in. The feeling is incredible. I feel a finger starting to probe, then another, my pussy is relaxing, allowing entry as he works to prepare me for what's ahead. Then he stops and turns me around, once again I am facing his beautiful cock. I take him in my mouth, I take as much as I can, maybe half way down the long thick shaft before I start to gag. "Relax, breathe through your nose" he says, I do so, and feel him slip further in until finally my nose presses to his stomach. I can't believe it, I've never deep throated before, and here I am, 9 inches of thick black meat in the back of my throat. He pulls back, and in again, starting to fuck my mouth and throat, all the time coating his cock with my saliva.
"Now baby, time to fuck" he says, I turn around once more, presenting my pussy to him. He rubs the tip around the entrance, making sure I am ready, and then starts to push into me. I open up around him, stretching, always on the brink of pain, it feels like forever, I can't possibly fit him, then, a final stab of pain and my pussy closes behind his head, gripping the shaft. He pushes in gently, an inch, then another, then pulls back. I moan with pleasure. He pushes again, in and out, probing deeper with each thrust, I am almost fainting, so full, so stretched, so pleasurable. His hands on my hips, he pulls me back onto him and just when I think I can't take any more, I feel his soft warm balls touch me. I let out another moan of pleasure, all I can feel is that hardness in me, deep inside me. "You like that baby?", he asks, "you like my big dick in you?", I can barely talk "So good" is all I can manage.
He starts to fuck me harder now, in and out, pulling almost all the way out before plunging back to the hilt. Any pain is gone, I am a machine of pleasure now, radiating from my full pussy. I start to back onto him with each thrust, then he stops moving and it is just me, working myself on his cock, back and forth, riding it like some kind of depraved slut on a dildo. Adam is breathing heavily, murmuring yeah under his breath.
He pushes me off him, suddenly I feel achingly empty, my pussy still throbbing. He turns me onto my back, pushing my skirt and petticoat up out of the way. I spread my legs and he grabs my ankles, lifting my legs wider, pulling my ass up off the bed. He pushes toward me, and I get to see the tip of his magnificent black cock enter me, then slide deep inside my white pussy. I am totally his now, on my back, lingerie and heels, legs spread, full of long, hard and thick black cock, a woman in every way. He looks deep into my eyes as he starts to fuck me again, the pleasure is even more intense from this angle. He thrusts harder and faster, his balls slapping against my ass as he pounds into me. I can't help but yell out with each thrust, "that's it baby" he says, "your sissy pussy loves black cock doesn't she?", "ohhh fuck yeah, I love it" I say, I can feel the pleasure building up in me, waves of it pulsing through my body, starting in my pussy. "Say it, I want to hear you say it" he whispers, "I'm a black cock sissy, I need black cock, it's what I was made for, it's all I want" I say. This confession triggers something in me, and I cum, my sissy juices pours from my clit, spraying through my cage. My eyes roll in my head, the pleasure is more intense that anything I have ever experienced, a pulsing, rolling, crashing wave of pleasure across my whole body. "There's a good girl" says Adam, "I always make sure my women cum first". My juices start to run down between my legs, and Adam pulls out and rubs his cock in it before pushing back into me.
The extra wetness lets him fuck me harder than ever, pounding into me like an a****l, faster and faster until finally, he lets out a loud grunt and presses deep into me, "yes baby" I say, "breed me, fill my sissy cunt", I can feel every spurt of his cum inside me, his big balls pulsing, my pussy hungry for his seed. Finally, he finishes and pulls out of me, my pussy gaping, totally satisfied. I lay there panting, feeling his hot juices begin to flow from inside me, Adam rubs them with his cock, coating the end of his beautiful dark meat, then gestures to me and I suck his cock as it starts to soften, tasting him. It's a heady flavor, strong, sweet, overpowering, like nothing I have ever had before, I want more, I need more. "Baby, that was so good, you're so hot and a great fuck" he says, "I know a bunch of my guys would love you too". I can't wait to meet them.
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