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My girly Femme Life By Andrea I gently crossed my legs, feeling the gorgeous nylon of my black seamed stockings as they brushed lightly against each other. Shifting slightly in my chair I made sure that my skirt rode up to reveal the dark band of my stockings and the clasp of the suspenders that held them there taught. Running my long painted nails through my golden blonde hair I waited for them to come through and checking my make-up once more was happy with my look. There was a gentle tap on my office door. "Come in " I said in a soft voice. The door swung slowly open and in walked Fiona and Yvonne. They were gorgeous girls, both in the mid thirties and both dressed stunningly. Fiona wore a navy skirt suit and cream blouse through which could be clearly seen the outline of her white lace bra. Her skirt clung to her shapely hips, the sharp front split opening to reveal pure white stockings as she sashayed towards me. Her light brown hair was drawn back and pinned behind with a large ornate satin navy hair ribbon and her make-up was conservative yet beautiful. Her slender legs fitted demurely into her 3" navy court shoes. Yvonne wore a grey skirt suit, her skirt, knee length and fully pleated and only just reaching above her knees. She wore a pretty ruffled white blouse and like Fiona was showing a gorgeous amount of bra lace through the thin material. As she swayed her lovely hips her pleats swished gracefully around her smoky grey stockin! gs. Her strawberry blonde hair was pulled back into a long pretty ponytail, secured by a delicate white lace bow. In her 2" white court shoes she was about the same height as Fiona. "Hi girls, have a seat," I said as they approached. Both girls were a shining example of femininity. They knew how to dress to please and like me enjoyed wearing the most sensuous of women's clothing, but unlike me these girls were real girls and I was a transvestite. "Andrea darling, so nice to see you again" Fiona said as she sat down. From my position behind my desk I had a wonderful view of the two girls as they gracefully crossed their legs over, deliberately allowing a glimpse of their stocking tops. "So glad you could make it girls, and as ever you are both looking absolutely gorgeous" I said. "Well what do you think then"? "Hmmm, you are becoming such a beautifully feminine girl Andrea" replied Yvonne. "Your choice of clothing is perfect for the office girl you are". I blushed slightly at Fiona's compliments and rose from my seat. Smoothing my tight red pencil skirt down as I got up, I made the two girls a coffee. Knowing full well that neither of them had come here just for a social drink! No, the girls had come for an afternoon of hot passionate lesbian girly sex. They were dressed for lesbian love and we had a couple of hours to indulge in our girly desires for each other. Teasing them both, I turned from them and leaning over my desk pretended to reach for something. I felt my skirt tighten around my arse, fully aware that my suspender straps would be visible through my skirt as it stretched. "Ohhh Andrea sweetness, such a tease aren't you?" cooed Fiona as I gently swayed my arse in front of them. Turning around and licking my glossy lips I sat up on my desk and crossing my legs over allowed both girls a tantalising view up my skirt so that they could both see my gorgeous black stockings. Letting my legs fall open slightly I gave both girls a wonderful view so that they could see my black lacy panties which by now were soaking with girly cream. Leaning forward slightly I felt my heaving breasts press against the front of my cream crepe de chine blouse, knowing full well that the lacy outline would be clearly visible through the thin material. The girls had moved closer together and Yvonne had her hand resting gently on Fiona's nylon clad thigh. I watched in delight as they began to kiss softly, their lipstick painted lips brushing lightly as their tongues flicked out into each other's mouths. Their soft girly sighs grew louder as their passions stirred, lips parted, and tongues darting. Yvonne had begun unfastening the top buttons of Fiona's beautiful blouse, revealing the delicate, pretty white lace of her bra cups. Fiona too was unfastening Yvonne's blouse until her gorgeous white lace bra became visible. The girls continued their loving kiss as I stood from the desk. Moving towards them, I knelt in front of Fiona and ran my hands up and down her navy skirt feeling for her suspender straps. She moaned approvingly as I raised her skirt slightly until the tops of her pretty white stockings came into view. She parted her legs slightly to reveal a pair of beautiful white lace panties, which were glistening with her desire. I inhaled her sweet musky womanly scent before gently licking my way up her stocking clad legs. Yvonne had by now pushed her hand into Fiona's lacy bra cups and was softly pressing her heaving breasts together. Fiona moaned with womanly lust as she felt my hot wet tongue flick out over the lace of her pretty panties whilst Yvonne gently squeezed her heaving breasts. She gripped my blonde hair and pulled my face harder into her sex, her soft sighs and moans filling the room. The two girls continued their loving kiss as I knelt next to Yvonne. Breaking from her ki! ss with Fiona, she turned to me and ran her hands over the smooth material of my gorgeous blouse. "Ohhh Andrea darling, you are gorgeous" she whispered as she pressed her face into my blouse and wetly licked at my bra cups through the flimsy material. Fiona had moved around behind me and was running her hands up and down my tightly stretched skirt, her fingers lingering on my suspender straps. Lowering herself to her knees she began to slowly raise the hem of my skirt until she reached the dark band of my black stockings. I felt my skirt lining brush over my nylon-clad legs as she lifted it slightly higher until it rested on my hips. I was now exposed to her with my pretty black pantied arse raised high, beautifully framed by my black lace suspender belt and black stockings. "Well Andrea, you really are dressed for a good girly fuck aren't you," she said as her tongue licked at the shiny silk of my panties. I moaned my approval whilst Yvonne pulled my face to hers and thrust her glistening tongue into my mouth. Her sweet lipstick mingled with mine and I felt her hands begin to unfasten the buttons of my blouse. Reaching down I ran my hand across Yvonne's pretty pleated skirt before reaching under the pleats and tracing gently up towards her lace panties. Her legs parted as my fingers lifted the lacy gusset and gently probed into her soft warm pussy. Her kiss became more lusty as I worked two of my fingers deeper into her. Fiona was now licking closer towards my own sweet womanhood and I pushed my pantied arse harder into her face. Spreading my arse cheeks wider she flicked my panty silk to one side and forced her hot tongue into my tightest hole. My moaning signified my approval as I felt Yvonne's pussy twitch and moisten as she approached her climax. Her sighs grew louder as she neared her moment her sweet girly juices flowing out over her panties and down onto her grey stocking! s. My blouse was now fully open, my gorgeous black bra encasing my heaving breasts. Yvonne broke our kiss and dipped her painted nails into her own creamy juices before licking them lovingly from her fingertips. Fiona's tongue was now pressing firmly into my tight arse and I wiggled in delight as she ran her hands up and down my sheer stockings. Yvonne moved closer to Fiona and began lifting her lovely navy skirt up over her back. Kneeling behind her Yvonne pressed her face into Fiona's white lace panties and drove her tongue hard into her sweet pussy. Locked together like this the three of us girls moaned sobbed and sighed with feminine lust, our bodies and pretty underwear glistening with love. Fiona's tonguing became harder as her own climax neared. Mine too was close as turning around to see Yvonne licking Fiona through her panties, I felt the wash of womanly juices flow out onto Fiona's hot tongue. She too began creaming over Yvonne's face as we climaxed together. As our he! aving and bucking subsided our lips met in a loving girly wet tongue kiss, swapping juices and dribbling our come into each other's mouths. Totally satiated and sexually satisfied we parted our embrace and straightened our sex stained clothing. My black stockings were heavily soiled with girly cream and my blouse and skirt still showed sticky damp patches where the girls had left their loving lips. "Darling Andrea, you are such a delightful fuck" whispered Fiona as she stood to smoothen her skirt down "you really know how to tease and please a girl". "We must go to a show together soon," said Yvonne "get ourselves really femmed up for some luscious lesbian sex". "Great idea" I replied "phone me soon". The girls kissed me longingly one last time making sure to run their hot tongues across my lips. Giving their tight little skirted arses one more squeeze I watched as they left my office together. Relaxing back into my chair I went through our afternoon fuck again running my hands over the lace of soaked panties and as the clock ticked towards 5 redid my make up and brushed my hair through before getting up and leaving the office. The girls in the typing pool were finishing off as I wiggled sexily past them. They may have been aware of what had been going on in my office but one thing was for sure and that was that they all shared an admiration for my convincing femininity and the way I dressed. With my 3" black stilettos clicking sensuously on the ground I made my way to my car and drove home, smiling the smile of a well-satisfied woman. SHOPPING TRIP Going shopping as a woman is always a wonderful experience, as I immerse myself in total femininity, browsing the wonderful selection of women's clothes on display. Whether just looking at new designs and styles or specifically going out to buy a new item for my wardrobe, a day's shopping en femme is always memorable. I have several favourite shops where the staff know that I am a transvestite and who love to pamper me and spoil me with flattering attention. I also love to combine these trips with the chance to have sweet girly lesbian sex with the girls who work in these shops and I know that they always look forward to me coming! Tuesday was a day off from work and I decided to visit "Garments", a small boutique on the outskirts of town. This shop was owned and run by a lovely woman called Val who was in her late thirties. Although the shop is small it stocks some absolutely gorgeous outfits and caters mainly for the woman who wants to look well dressed but also stylish and feminine. I had bought most of my office wear from "Garments" and was always confident of finding a pretty blouse or skirt there. I had phoned Val on Monday to let her know that I was coming in the next day and was looking for a pretty skirt to wear for work. As ever she was delighted to hear that I was visiting and told me that she had some gorgeous skirts in stock for me to try on. Wanting to look my most pretty and convincing I dressed with great care starting as ever with my underwear. I chose a beautiful white lace three piece set comprising of full- cupped bra, panties and suspender belt to which I attached light beige stockings. After applying my make-up I chose a really feminine cream blouse that had pearl buttons high to the neck and a delicate lace trim on the collar and sleeves. A knee length steel grey skirt followed that had a sexy back split and I finished of with cream 3" heels. I tied my blonde wig back into a very long ponytail and secured it with a large cream satin bow, which had two pretty streamers. Checking my appearance in my dresser mirror I was pleased to see that the outline of my lacy bra cups were visible through the sheer blouse material and that my pretty ponytail swished gently as I moved my head. Picking up my handbag I went out to my car and drove the short trip to "Garments". I always park a few hundred metres from the sho! p as this gives me the chance to be seen out in public, so getting gracefully out of the car I walked over to the shop. Making sure to look and feel confident I sashayed my hips sexily, feeling the gorgeous skirt lining brush against my nylon clad legs. The slight breeze sent ripples of pleasure racing through me as I felt it gently caress my blouse and stockings. My heels clicked loudly on the pavement announcing for all to hear that here was a woman confident in her beauty and femininity. I passed several people knowing that they would be getting a good waft of my perfumed hair and clothing. It is so exciting to see if they recognise me as a cross dresser and to watch their reactions! If they do show signs of knowing I always exaggerate my hip sway just to let them know I am so content in how I am dressed and in being a woman. Opening the shop door I stepped in to see Val behind her desk. "Hi Andrea, glad to see you again and as ever looking so gorgeous!" I blushed at her compliments, flicking my hair back girlishly. "So, a new skirt is it? Something for work? I have two I think you will really like." Moving from behind the desk Val smiled at me warmly. "Ohhh I do love your hair, so pretty" she said as she stopped in front of me. She was dressed in a lovely navy skirt suit and jade green blouse. Her medium length straight black hair fell naturally and her make-up was stunning. She was wearing a very sexy pair of 4" navy court shoes and what I hoped were white stockings. "Let's try one skirt at a time Andrea and you can tell me what you think" she said as she handed me the first skirt. It was a lovely dark brown knee length style with a button through front, fully lined and fitted. "See what you think" she said as she opened the fitting room curtain to let me in. Taking the skirt form her I gently slipped out of my grey skirt and wriggled my hips into the new skirt. It was very snug but such a gorgeous fit, hugging my hips and highlighting my womanly curves. Turning from the mirror I saw the reflection of the skirt on me and noted the sexy way it tightened around my arse, it was lovely! Stepping out from behind the curtain I saw Val smiling. "Hmmm yes, that is really flattering and suits you perfectly. You can undo some of the buttons on the front for comfort if you need to as well" she mused. I walked away from her to the full-length mirror at the end of the shop swaying my hips and looking at how the skirt clung to my shape. Turning side on and finally fully front I had to agree it was a wonderful skirt. "And this one?" she said handing me another knee length skirt but this time black with a stunning front knife pleat and side button fastenings. It was a bit more fashionable than the brown one but just as feminine. Taking it from her I again went into the changing room to try it on. The skirt felt great and looked fabulous, it was going to be difficult to decide! Again I came out from the curtain and saw that Val again was grinning. "You really suit that one too Andrea, infact I would say its perfect." Again I walked up to the large mirror and noted how the front pleat gently flapped open showing off my stockings. Turning around the skirt flared briefly, swishing around my waist. Val was definitely impressed and I watched her turn from me and walk to the shop door, lock it and bring down the blind "Well Andrea I think you should have both skirts don't you? But first let me see what else you are wearing". I felt my girly juices flood my panties as I watched her slowly unfasten the top few buttons of her pretty blouse. She licked her glossy lips slowly and continued undoing her blouse until it fell open at her waist. She was wearing the most gorgeous white lace basque, which was delicately trimmed in pretty pink ribbons. I watched transfixed as she ran her hands up and down her navy skirt and turning from me bent forward causing her lovely skirt to tighten over her arse. Wiggling her hips seductively she bent further down until she was touching her toes. Her skirt had now ridden up deliciously giving me a gorgeous view of the tops of her white stockings pulled taught by the ribboned suspender straps of her basque. "Lick my sweet pussy darling, lick me through my panties" she cooed as she pointed to her white pantied arse. I couldn't resist and dropping to my knees gently flicked my tongue out onto the silk of her ample arse cheeks. With my hands gripping her suspender straps I pulled her pretty panties onto my face, inhaling her womanly musk. Wetly kissing her through the soft material I probed my warm tongue into her sopping slit through the panty silk. Val moaned in feminine joy, pushing herself further back onto my face as I teased her moistness. Reaching under my own skirt I dipped a long finger into my own pussy and teased it through my panties. Her sighs grew louder as my tongue worked its way into her, lapping hungrily at her flowing cream. Pulling away, Val turned to me and pulled me to her, her hands roaming over my body. She pressed her face into my soft blouse and wetly licked at my tits through the delicate fabric. Her hands were at my waist where she traced along the outline of my suspender straps under my skirt. "Ohhhh darling, I love a girl to wear stockings when she fucks, so feminine, so pretty." Our tongues met in a passionate wet girly kiss as Val savoured the taste of her own juices from my tongue. She was firmly squeezing my arse now through my skirt as our stockinged legs touched, sending ripples of pleasure through me. Her hands began gently raising my skirt until she had lifted it high up above my waist. Exposed to her in all my feminine beauty I looked down as she kissed her way down my blouse and onto my soaking white lace panties. "So pretty Andrea, such lovely girly panties and stockings, ohhh gorgeous." She moaned as her face pressed into my panty gusset. Her hands gripped the satin rear of my panties and I felt her hot little tongue lick wetly over my glistening sex. Sliding slowly to the floor I positioned myself under my gorgeous lesbian lover until we were locked in a lustful 69. Val's pretty white stockings spread either side of my head above me as I pulled her pantied cunt down over my mouth. Her own tongue was now furiously lapping at my sex through my panty lace, her hands caressing up and down my nylon clad legs. I bucked my hips up for her and moaned my joy into her sweet pussy. We stayed locked together, pussies grinding into each other's faces, hips thrusting and stockinged legs spread wide. Our orgasms came together as the joy of womanly release swept over our bodies. Val's hot pussy cream flooded through her panties into my open mouth, as my own girly love gushed out onto her licking ton! gue. Our soft feminine moans gently subsided as our coming ebbed. We both rose together and embraced as two loving women, lips parted and tongues flicking amorously into each other's mouths. I fastened her blouse back up, wetly kissing her lovely basque as we both straightened up our stockings and skirts. I kept my new black skirt on and bought the brown one as well! All in all a wonderful day's shopping finished off with a fantastic lesbian fuck! THE PARTY ORGY The annual Transvestites and Lesbians Ball is a fantastic occasion and one not to be missed by any girl. Gorgeous cross dressers and lesbians come from around the country to gather at a special venue to socialise, dance and celebrate their femininity. It is always a chance to meet up again with friends and lovers, to dress outrageously, and best of all to spend the evening sucking and fucking in sweet womanly joy. There is no strict dress code except that all girls must wear a fancy dress outfit and tights are banned! This year the party was to be held at Tiffany's a large night-club in the centre of London. Once a year the club is taken over by transvestites and lesbians and the response is always huge. I had invited Fiona to this year's ball as she had not been before and was really looking forward to dressing up and indulging herself. I knew she would enjoy herself and would relish the chance to fuck and be fucked by lots of pretty transvestites and lesbians alike. We had spent the whole week getting excited about what to wear and had finally settled on Fiona going as a French Maid and myself as a pretty St Trinians schoolgirl. Throughout the week we had been busy shopping for accessories to go with our outfits and with ! the night now upon us couldn't conceal our girlish anticipation. At my flat we prepared ourselves meticulously promising not to touch each other until at the ball. Fiona helped me style my long blonde wig into two gorgeous long pig tails, each put into a French plait for that sweet girly look. We had laid our outfits out before starting on our make-up, and once that was done began to dress. I watched in awe as Fiona began with her pretty underwear, first a stunning black satin and lace basque, the cups of which forced her heaving breasts together and upwards. I helped her with the hook fastenings as she slowly drew up sheer black seamed silk stockings and clipped them to the suspenders of the basque. Standing, she drew the straps taught causing her stocking tops to stretch beautifully. Finally she wiggled into a pair of matching lace and satin black panties and stepped into her 4" patent black stiletto heels. I had to fight back the urge to bury my face into her panty lace as she swayed around the room before sitting gracefully on the bed ! to watch me put on my own lingerie. I too wore black, starting with a wonderful black lace full cupped bra. To this I added a deep lace black suspender belt, black nylon stockings and dainty all over lace black panties. I had chosen Mary Jane style black 2" heels with had pretty black bows on each heel. We stood in front of the tall mirror admiring our beauty, arms around each other's waists. Two gorgeous girls dressed for fucking. Fiona then picked up her maid's dress and delicately stepped into it. The gorgeous rustle of the satin material against her stockings drove me wild as she wiggled into it. It was stunning. The tight bodice of the dress clung to her shapely figure, accentuating her breasts and smoothing her hips. The three-quarter length sleeves were prettily trimmed in white lace as was the neckline and hem of the skirt. With two frothy layers of lace petticoats, the skirt of the dress flared out around her waist and bounced delightfully as she moved, each step treating me to a wonderful glimpse of her stocking tops. She sat at the dresser tucking the layers of petticoat and satin under herself and styled her hair into a pretty ponytail secured with a very long white satin ribbon. With her hair ribbon matching that of the satin bow on the back of the dress she looked absolutely gorgeous, a picture of pure femininity. Slowly crossing her legs Fiona watched me get ready. I began with my white schoolgirl blouse, which was a soft crepe material. Fastening the buttons up at the front I pulled the blouse down tightly forcing it to mould around my breasts and to let my black lace bra cups show through the delicate fabric. Next my navy blue fully pleated schoolgirl skirt which I stepped into gently. The pleats only just covered my stocking tops and swished around my thighs prettily. To finish of my "look" I fastened a navy neck bow around the collar of my blouse, which beautifully complimented my navy skirt. Fiona brought out two pretty navy butterfly hair clips and fastened one into each of my plaits giving me the look of an innocent girl which of course I was anything but! Now we were ready and the hooting horn of the taxi outside told us both it was time to go. Fiona gave my skirted arse a gentle squeeze and hand in hand we walked out to our taxi. As we left the flat the cool night breeze sensuously caressed our clothing and the gorgeous sound o! f our heels clicking on the pavement made me tingle with girly joy. Getting gracefully into the cab, we settled back as our driver took us the ten-minute ride to Tiffany's. Our hands rested on each other's stockinged thighs as Fiona said, "Don't forget Andrea, to save your sweet pussy cream for me darling. Let's do as much lesbian fucking as we can!" Soon we were outside the club and already steady streams of girls were going in. Paying the driver we stepped out of the car and into Tiffany's. The sight before me was stunning. The whole room was filled with gorgeous transvestites and lesbians all so femininely dressed and all looking absolutely beautiful. Fiona grabbed my arm and we sashayed sexily towards the bar for drinks. We spotted a few friends and waved knowing that before the end of the evening we would be fucking and sucking as the sexed crazed girls we were. The music was throbbing as I looked around. The place was full of erotically dressed girls in some wonderful outfits. There were maids, ballerinas, policewomen, sexy secretaries, blushing brides and schoolgirls like myself. The dance floor was awash with pretty girls sexily swinging their hips and flaring their skirts. I had never seen so much beauty and femininity in one place. After a few drinks the music began to change to a slower sexual rhythm and the li! ghting slightly dimmed. Fiona had begun chatting to a friend of hers dressed in a stunning nurses outfit and I could see that they were turning each other on. I watched as Fiona began to push closer towards her friend causing their stockings to brush together. As I looked at the two girls I felt a hand gently caress the back of my pleated skirt and I turned to see a gorgeous girl dressed in an almost identical outfit to mine. "Hi, I'm Mandy" she said "Hmmm how about us two naughty schoolgirls dance?" I couldn't refuse her and as she took my hand I felt my girly juices froth out into my panty gusset. We danced close to the music, skirts swaying, our pretty plaited hair flicking girlishly. Mandy's hands were holding my hips tightly, gripping my suspender belt through my skirt. Moving closer she parted her lips and flicked her tongue out gently over my mouth. Unable to resist this pretty darling, I too flicked my tongue out towards her and savoured the hot taste of her glossy lipstick. Her hands had now worked themselves up under my pleated skirt and were gripping my pantied arse tightly. I threw my head back as Mandy buried her face into my white blouse, her hot mouth encircling my nipple through the sheer material. "Ohhh darling you are gorgeous" she moaned into my blouse. As she sucked hungrily on my breasts I pushed a hand under her grey pleated skirt and cupped her hot mound through her panty silk. Mandy moaned harder and lifted her face from my blouse. Kneeling in front of me she hitched my pretty skirt up over my waist exposing my suspenders, stockings and panties. With a slow lick of her lips she pushed her face into my sopping panties and licked at my hot sex through the lace. Gripping her pretty black plaits I pulled her in harder, bucking my hips to meet her mouth. Oblivious to what was going on around me I watched as a gorgeous blonde in a beautiful light blue stewardess's uniform moved up behind Mandy and lifted her skirt. Mandy raised her white pantied arse high as the stewardess lifted her own skirt revealing pure white panties framed by a lace and bow trimmed suspender belt and beige stockings. Mandy forced her tongue through my panties into my soaking slit as the stewardess strapped on a 7" dildo and plunged it deep into her arse. The girl began fucking Mandy slowly, rotating her hips in a wide circle. With her free hands she slowly unfastened the top few buttons of her crisp cream blouse until her gorgeous tits encased in a stunning white lace full cup bra spilled out. I leant over Mandy and reached out to fondle the tits in front of me. The girl lifted my face and we kissed wetly, tongues darting out. Our three way girly fuck was only one of many, as the whole room became a mass of entwined bodies. Sobs sighs and moans of femini! ne joy filled the air as all the girls began the orgy of fucking and sucking. Mandy started to pant heavily as her arse twitched around the plastic cock being thrust into her. Soon her sobs grew louder as she creamed her juices out onto her panties. With a last long lick of my panties she collapsed to the floor satiated by the fucking she had received from the stewardess girl. Taking a minute to recover I looked around the room at the scenes taking place. There were lace-clad bodies everywhere, moaning and groaning in sexual ecstasy. I saw two gorgeous French maids passionately locked in a sweet 69, tonguing each other furiously through their black panties. To my left three gorgeous girls in just their bra's, panties, stockings and suspender belts we taking turns to dip their creamy pussies onto the lapping tongue of a pretty transvestite dressed as a ballerina. A large breasted girl dressed in red PVC was fucking another dolled up transvestite in the arse while she herself was sucking at the panty lace of a girl in a cream basque and stockings. I saw Fiona on her knees, face buried in the flowing skirts of a bride and another girl dressed in a full wedding dress having her white stockinged legs held apart by two other girls dresses as bridesmaids. Pairs of pretty lesbians were locked in hot wet girly kisses, skirts were being lifted, pussied sucke! d, arses fingered and licked and tits fondled. Everywhere was a mass of feminine fucking with lace rubbing against lace, stockings intertwined, bra cups heaving, blouses straining and skirts swaying. The sweet smell of girly love cream was heady in the air as girl after girl moaned their climaxes, gushing their womanly de