The Exhibition
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Monday Morning Exhibition
By Jerri Lea
Monday morning.
Right now I'm shaving my legs. They look so smooth and sexy
without hair. Everything is so much harder wearing long nails,
but I love the effect. I wouldn't take them off for anything. My
glued on breasts sway from side to side as I shave my legs. I
love seeing them hang and sway so firm and full. I caress the
slit in my flesh colored girdle.
As you recall, it looks and feels real to a sexual partner.
It's thin enough that I can feel hands, lips, and cock anywhere
on it. My wife and I brewed up a fluid on Sunday that smells and
feels like vaginal fluid. I now take a douche and fill myself
with it. It has a smooth, clear, clingy texture that stays in
place. I spray my hairless body with perfume and go into our
bedroom.
My wife suggested that I wear the red wig today. It is
swept back like a mane and falls in a sensuous cascade of soft
curls. I pin it place and look in the mirror. I've lost some
weight from all my sexual activity this weekend. We haven't done
much eating except for each other, and the sperm I swallowed
Saturday night. I look very sensual. The mane of red hair frames
my feminine features. Narrow shoulders hold large breasts with
prominent nipples. A tiny waist flares out into wide hips.
Cradled between my thighs is a soft mound of folds that I how
part with long painted nails. I look extremely sexy.
I go over to the window and open the shades. There is a man
across the street who is mowing his lawn and I think I will let
him watch me dress. I turn back towards the vanity and bend over
at the waist. I am looking in the drawers for some hose, but I'm
also hoping he will look at my slit.
I look up into the mirror and I see him look in as he walks
past. I smile to myself and shiver with excitement. I sit down on
the bed and slowly draw on the hose. He has turned off his mower
and is sitting on his porch like he is taking a rest, but I can
see he is looking at the window. I wonder if he can see in. I
stand up and face the window. I bend over from the waist and
smooth the hose all the way up my legs. My breasts sway
suggestively.
As I straighten up, I can see his bulge all the way across
the street. I think he can see me, after all! I pull on a pair of
pink panties and reluctantly cover my cunt. I notice with
satisfaction that the fluid on my folds instantly stains them. I
turn my butt to the window and slowly and suggestively pull the
elastic closer to my crack. I do this several times, teasingly
exposing more of my flesh with each pass. I take a very long time
to do this. I think about how obvious this will be under my
skirt. I think about doing this as part of my striptease on
stage.
I step into strapless sandals with 5-inch heels. They fit
tightly around my feet and click loudly. I know he can hear them.
I hold my arms close to my side and bend my wrists out in a very
feminine type of movement. My legs stretch into the thin
attractive legs that men like to look at and have wrapped around
their waists. The pink color of my high heels matches my panties.
I choose a light miniskirt that zips up the side. I step
gingerly into it and face my admirer. I smile widely and
invitingly. Slowly I draw it up my legs and it makes a very sexy
sound gliding up my hose. I arch my back as I pull it up so I can
push my breasts out as far as possible. It's so tight that I have
to wiggle it over my hips. Finally it is in place high on my
waist and I slowly zip it up. I hope he can hear the zipper. I
look up and into his eyes. I'm topless and wearing a miniskirt
and high heels and smiling right into his eyes. I know the mane
of red hair is accenting the glowing skin of my bare breasts. I
clasp my hands behind my back and twist my shoulders a little
while looking at him. My breasts sway heavily. I feel so wicked.
I turn away from the window and sit down to put on my
makeup. I lift and separate my lashes and pile on the mascara. I
want to see how long I can make them. I insert my hook earrings
and add my usual bracelets and rings. I love to jingle. Finally,
I put on lipstick and gloss. I reach for a delicate necklace and
fasten it around my neck. It falls into the deep cleavage between
my breasts.
I stand up to select a bra and let out a gasp. My admirer
from across the street has slipped in the house and is standing
in the doorway to my bedroom. For a moment we just stand there.
His eyes are drinking in every part of me. I think about how
exciting this is and then think when I'm on stage stripping, this
feeling is going to be even more intense. All those eyes will be
violating every part of my delicate female body. I will be
desired by so many all at once.
He goes over to the bed and grabs both pillows. He reaches
out for my wrist as he passes back into the hall and drags me
along behind him. He grip is very firm, but gentle. I struggle to
keep up with him in my tight skirt and high heels. He takes me
into the darkened living room and tosses the pillows onto the
couch. Then he drags me in front of the full mirrors that cover
one end of the room. He positions me so I can see us in the
mirrors.
Without a word he strips off his T-shirt and his jeans. He
comes to stand in front of me and puts his arms around my waist.
He pulls me into him. He kisses me hard and jams his tongue down
my throat. He is rubbing his erection across the fabric of my
skirt. I moan and melt into him. I feel one hand move up my back
and around to the side of my breast. I can't wait until they are
real, so I can enjoy the feeling of being cradled in his hands.
His other hand slips down to the hem of my skirt and back up
under it. His hands are all over my body, possessing me. We hold
our kiss while we revel in the animal lust building between us.
He smiles and gently pulls me back just a little. He takes
his penis in his hand and rubs his pre-come onto the front of my
skirt and then puts it up under my skirt. I can feel a drop leak
out onto the bare skin above the tops of my stockings. I can feel
his shaft separated from my pussy by the flimsiest of materials.
I feel like a slave to lust. I am shaking with desire.
He puts his hands on my shoulders and forces me to kneel
before him. He puts one hand beside my cheek and around my neck.
With the other hand he brings his cock to my lips and parts them
with it. He slides the shaft into my mouth and I gently close
over him. He takes his hand and holds my other cheek so he can
now guide his penis in and out of my throat.
God, this feels so good! I feel so desired and feminine! I
look into the mirror and see a very attractive, topless redhead
kneeling and being forced to give oral sex. I am totally helpless
as he controls the tempo and depth of his penis in my mouth. My
long red nails are wrapped around his thighs. The hem of my short
skirt is moving back and forth with his thrusts.
I feel him twitch and I know that he is close, but he pulls
out. He takes my hand and wraps it around the shaft and then
starts to move my hand to stroke him. He wants to come on my
face. I part my lips so I can be ready to catch some of his sperm
in my mouth. I stroke him a few more times and then he spasms.
Thick warm globs fly out of his opening and cover my nose and
cheeks. I get some in my mouth and some more in my hair. He takes
his rod and smears his come into my makeup. I am shaking with
emotion. I have never dreamed of being possessed this way.
He pulls me up to my feet and gently pulls me over to the
couch. He sits me on the arm of the chair with my back to the
seat cushions. He puts both pillows behind me and gently lays me
backward. He trails soft kisses and bites down my neck and
breasts. His lips trace a slow path down to my slit. He keeps
this up for what seems to be forever and I am drifting on a cloud
of passion. I feel him harden again as he traces his shaft down
the same path his kisses have traveled. He moves into position
between my parted knees and pushes my skirt up over my hips and
around my waist. Then he grabs the waistband of my pink panties
and slowly pulls them down over my hips and legs. He tosses them
onto the living room carpet. He grabs my ankles and slowly pushes
my legs apart and up beside my heaving breasts. Then he pulls my
waist further over the arm of the couch so the small of my back
is against the arm. This way he can pin me against the couch as
he thrusts into me. My eyes are wide and I'm breathing heavily in
anticipation.
He takes his shaft and rubs the head against my opening.
I'm very wet but he still struggles to get inside me, as he is so
huge. He pins me against the couch and pushes. I can feel the
head moving in and out of my passageway. He is completely inside
me after a few strokes. He takes my hand and brings it down to
our sex so that I can feel his shaft and my lips. I pull my folds
back and then forward in an attempt to swallow more of him into
my body. He parts my legs a little more and grabs my waist with
both hands. Then he really starts to piston in and out of me. My
orgasm builds and I can't hold back. I arch and scream. He pulls
my butt completely off the couch and pushes into me as far as
possible. I feel his come deep inside me. He yells out his orgasm
and fucks me deeply. He holds me.
I must have passed out with the excitement. When I come to
he is gone. I'm going to have to start over getting dressed. But
I am glad that he desired me and took me. Knowing he lives just
across the street gives me all sorts of naughty ideas. I gather
my panties from the carpet, pull my ruined skirt down and walk
back into the bedroom. He has taught me my lesson. I pull the
shades down so I can really get ready for work this time.
Even though I was just thoroughly satisfied, I still want
to dress to entice. I strip and repair my makeup and hair. I find
new stockings and draw them up over my legs. I laugh as I think
that today at work I will spend the day taking off and putting on
clothes. I put on black crotchless panties and a garter belt. The
elastic snaps against my skin giving me a little tingle deep
inside. I consider wearing a bra, but decide against it. It's a
good thing I pulled the blinds down or my new lover would be
ready to fuck me again for sure.
I select a black pleated skirt that stands out from my
hips. All of our clothes are short. My wife likes to dress
sexily, too. I love to sit with her in a club, both of us in
short skirts, and flash our legs and panties to anyone who wants
to see. I zip it up the back and fasten the single button.
Without a belt, a boyfriend could get this skirt off of me in
record time. I slip into a short knit top that buttons up the
front. The effect of all this black with my red mane of hair is
very sensual. I look like a high priced call girl - which is what
I want to be.
But for right now, I'm on my way to work as a female
impersonator. Today I have four shows to do as a stripper. My
wife is also stripping in the same club. I take my female hormone
pill, throw some things into my purse, and head out for work.
I finally love my work, myself, and my future - as a woman.
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