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My Girly Femme Life, Pt. II
By Andrea
As Mandy and I kissed gently, Fiona was still being fucked by
her lesbian bride lover. Her back was arched high as the girl in
the full flowing wedding dress rammed her dildo up into her
tight pussy. Giving Mandy a last loving kiss I sashayed sweetly
over to Fiona and held her gorgeous face in my hands. Licking
her face gently I could taste the hot juices of the bridal girl
who she had been slurping on. Fiona's pretty maid's skirt was
high up on her waist and her black lace panties had been tugged
to one side to allow her lover to fuck her. Gently I slid under
her, presenting her my skirt until my face was beneath her
gaping pussy. I had the most wonderful view of the dildo going
in and out of her and the sensation of the beautiful layered
satin skirts of the wedding dress brushing my face. My hands
rubbed up and down the pretty white stockings of the girl behind
Fiona whilst my tongue flicked out at her hot mound. Fiona
squealed her joy and pushed her face into my pleated skirt. The
bride's thrusts became quicker as Fiona reached her climax,
oozing her cream out onto my tongue, and with one final thrust
she sent my lover into ecstasy. We kissed in a three way wet
girly kiss, dripping the love cream into each other's mouths.
"Such a good girl Andrea, I knew you wouldn't let me down" said
Fiona as we straightened our skirts out.
We spent the rest of the evening gently kissing and stroking
each other whilst around us groups of pretty girls were still
hotly fucking and sucking. Soon though it was time to go home
and we both bade our farewells before leaving. It was two highly
satisfied girls who collapsed into bed still wearing their
outfits, still with their panties soaked and stained with girly
love!
CONFERENCE ROOM TEASING
At the beginning of every month the company holds a formal
meeting in the conference suite for department heads. As leading
accounts secretary I attend these meetings to give summaries on
company accounts and transactions. Despite the meetings being
usually boring I always enjoy dressing up extra feminine for
them as it gives me the chance to show off my womanhood to other
senior executives who don't often get to see me. Having been
well and truly accepted as a woman my transvestism did not cause
any problems so I would maximise these occasions to highlight my
femininity. Today I chose one of my favourite business skirt
suits to wear comprising of a knee length tight teal coloured
skirt and matching jacket. I love the way the skirt clings to my
hips and how the deep back spilt allows plenty of my nylon-clad
legs to be on show when I walk. Under the jacket I wore a really
pretty white semi sheer organza blouse that was beautifully
embroidered with lace around the collar and cuffs. For my
underwear I had chosen a gorgeous cream half-cupped lace bra,
matching cream lacy panties and a deep lace cream suspender belt
holding up sheer white stockings. With 3" cream heels, my look
was that of a gorgeous businesswoman. Wanting to be my most
attractive I had tied my hair back into a very long ponytail and
decorated it with a wide teal hair bow to match my skirt suit.
The meeting was scheduled for 3pm and having touched up my make-
up in my office I made my way across the building to the
conference room. I always love walking through the typing pool
and putting on an exaggerated sway in my hips for the girls.
Knowing that they are looking at my tight-skirted arse as it
wiggles seductively always turns me on and gets my girly cream
flowing into my panty lace. As I entered the room the company
director was already seated, as were a few other executives.
"Good afternoon Andrea" he said "Thanks for coming and looking
as stunning as ever".
I blushed at his compliments but made no effort at eye contact,
as my sexual tendencies did not lean towards men. Pulling my
chair out I tucked my skirt neatly under me and sat demurely,
crossing my stockinged legs and hearing that gorgeous rustle of
nylon against nylon. Soon the meeting was ready to commence and
various department heads gave their briefings. When my turn came
around I stood gently, straightening my skirt, and gave my
reports. As I spoke I was aware of one of the girls in the room
staring intently at me. She was a new marketing manager and had
only been with the company a few weeks. She was dressed in a
tight red chiffon blouse and black sunray pleated knee length
skirt. I noticed her blouse straining as her heaving breasts
pressed firmly against the soft material. Her long shiny
straight dark hair was tied up prettily with a red hairgrip with
just a few tresses dangling down the sides of her face. I
noticed too that she was slowly running her tongue over her
glossy red painted lips whilst staring directly at my blouse.
Feeling flattered I finished off my speech and walked back to my
chair making sure to sashay and swish my hips for her. She kept
her eyes on me as I sat and I smiled sweetly back to her.
At the end of the next report the chairwoman called for a
fifteen-minute coffee break and everyone made their way to the
refreshment rooms. Making my way to the toilet I saw that the
girl watching me was following and as we got inside the washroom
I turned to her. Before I could speak she put a long painted
finger on my lips.
" Hi, I'm Debbie. I know all about you Andrea darling, and I
think you are gorgeous. You dress so well as a woman, so
femininely, so prettily, and I just have to fuck you."
She was even more gorgeous close up, her tight blouse, figure
hugging skirt and she was wearing a lovely perfume. She pulled
my face to hers and wetly licked over my lips. Moaning my
delight I opened my mouth for her darting tongue and we french
kissed passionately. With our lips locked lovingly I felt her
hands reach behind me and grip at my tight skirt squeezing my
pert arse cheeks. I returned her grip, running my hands along
her pleated black skirt, delighting at the feel of her suspender
straps beneath the swaying fabric.
"Oooohhh yes that's right my darling, feel my suspenders, I wear
them for lesbian
fucking, just as any pretty feminine girl should. I hope you are
too my love."
Without prompting she let her hands slip under my skirt at the
back and slowly traced her way up my nylons until she reached
the suspender clasps of my belt.
"Ohhh yes! I knew you were wearing stockings. I could see them
under your skirt as you spoke. Such a good girl."
We kissed again this time letting our tongues flick out.
Pressing close our heaving breasts pushed together through our
blouses as we began to grind against each other. Debbie had now
lifted my skirt up over my waist exposing my pretty undies for
her to see and I slowly began raising her skirt at the back.
Lifting it until she too was fully revealing her black lace
panties framed beautifully by a stunning black lace suspender
belt holding up sheer black stockings. We gripped each other's
pantied arses and moved our soaking mounds together. I could
feel her hot juices through her panty lace as my own girly cream
dribbled out through my own lace. Debbie started to sob and sigh
girlishly as our panties touched, lace rubbing on lace. She
moved a stockinged leg inside mine letting the nylon brush
together causing me to moan with pleasure. As we pressed and
pushed Debbie gently slipped a finger through the silk of my
panties and into my tight arse. She gently swirled her finger
around my tight hole bringing me closer to my womanly climax.
Her own orgasm was nearing as her soft sighs intensified. She
buried her face into the softness of my blouse as her pussy
twitched and pulsed. I too could feel my mound opening up as my
love cream gushed out and pressed my face between her blouse-
clad breasts. We came together, simultaneously moaning our joy
and bucking our pantied arses. As our climaxes subsided we
kissed longingly before straightening up our panties and
stockings and smoothing down our skirts.
"Hmmm, we must do that again soon my little lesbian lover" said
Debbie as she finished adjusting her skirt. "Just call me in my
section anytime you want some girly love."
We both returned to the meeting and sat through the rest of the
reports. My mind of course was elsewhere, on my new gorgeous
lesbian lover sat opposite me!
CHRISTMAS PARTY THREESOME
End of year office parties are always wonderful dressing
occasions where I can indulge in my femininity amongst my work
colleagues at a smart restaurant or hotel. This year's Christmas
office party was an all staff affair and was to be held at
Regents, a smart formal dinner house in the town centre. Invites
had gone out to everyone weeks before so that they could prepare
for the evening and I saw another great chance to dress
gorgeously and to enjoy the night in gorgeous lesbian
flirtation. The lower basement floor had been reserved for our
group, which comprised of about 150 people including partners. I
was attending single but knew there would be good opportunity
for sweet girly love with one of the other girls there. I had
been shopping in order to find myself a pretty evening dress and
had found a quite stunning white floor length gown that would
make me look irresistable. The dress was full length with long
sleeves, and tight bodice that led down to a full wide lace
trimmed skirt. With a gorgeous low scooped square neckline the
design was lusciously flattering and wonderfully highlighted my
feminine curves and womanly sexuality. I had also treated myself
to a new pair of 4" heeled white stiletto court shoes that would
beautifully match the dress and had been thrilled to find a
gorgeously pretty white bone china tiara headband that I knew
would give me a touch of ladylike elegance!
I was to be picked up by my taxi at eight so I spent along time
carefully manicuring my nails and setting my make up to
perfection. I had styled my long blonde wig so that it fell
naturally down to my waist at the back with two slender bangs on
each side of my face and whilst it set I began to dress. The
occasion called for the utmost in feminine garments and I chose
a wonderfully lacy white full cupped boned basque to start with.
Fastening the hooks tightly around my back I marvelled as the
material drew my waist in and accentuated my breasts up and
outwards. Naturally the basque had suspender straps attached,
which were delicately adorned in pink ribbons, and I slowly drew
up sheer white seamed stockings before fastening them to the
suspender clips. Next a pair of gorgeous white lace panties with
a glimmering satin sheer back and matching pink bows on the
sideband. The panties only just covered my already glistening
mound but I knew that they wouldn't be on for long! Finally I
stepped into my new court shoes and checked my appearance in the
long dresser mirror. I looked stunning, the basque hugging me
tightly, outlining my sexy shape and the suspenders pulling my
sheer stockings taught. Happy with my underwear I brought out my
lovely dress and gently stepped into it. The gorgeous taffeta
material felt heavenly on my skin as I pulled it up onto my
shoulders and slipped my arms through the sleeves. The full
layered skirts billowed out seductively around my legs and the
tight waisted bodice drew my waist in and curved wonderfully
around my hips. Reaching behind I fastened the zip and sashayed
over to the mirror to see my glory. It was truly fabulous, an
absolute shining sight of pure womanly femininity. Most
wonderful of all was the slight outline of my suspender straps
where the bodice shaped into the skirt of the dress and I knew I
would have great fun teasing the other girls with this. Clipping
the tiara into my hair and grabbing my white handbag I was
ready!
The taxi was as ever on time and I was delighted to find the
driver open the door for me to get in. Tucking up my skirts I
daintily slid into the back of the cab to the wonderful sound of
rustling taffeta and nylon. Touching up my make-up as we drove
it wasn't long before we arrived at Regents. Again the driver
showed impeccable manners as he held the door open for me to
alight the cab, and paying him a generous tip I made my way to
the lobby doors. The dress felt amazing on me as I moved,
swishing and swaying over my hips and nylon clad legs. With the
tightness of the basque reminding me of my womanhood and the
constant tugging of my stockings I felt so beautiful. I
approached the main desk at the hotel reception and was greeted
by a warmly smiling brunette in her twenties. She had a lovely
white uniform blouse on and I could see she was impressed with
how I looked.
"Hi, Miss Lace I am with CIS?"
"Oh yes, Miss Lace, your table is through in the deluxe suite.
May I say that is a gorgeous dress as well!"
"Thank you very much" I replied and I think she had read me as a
transvestite but was obviously quite pleased with how I looked.
(to be continued)
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