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I'll Give You a Ride Home
By Jessica Aireson
When I was in college I met an older divorcee by accident when she knocked
on the wrong apartment door, mine. She was a very attractive woman and we
hit it off right away. We started dating soon thereafter. I loved the way
she dressed and she soon learned that I had a fetish for high heels and
always wore five inch pumps or sandals to my great appreciation. I also had
a serious fetish for sexy girls smoking long menthol cigarettes and Ruthann
loved to smoke for me especially during sex when she learned that watching
her pouty lipsticked lips while she smoked while I was fucking her put me
into sexual overdrive!
Before long in our budding relationship, Ruthann wanted me to meet her
parents who lived in a nearby suburb. She was a single mother with three
kids, so she got a babysitter on the big night and off we went. She dressed
in a silky satin suit and wore an unobtrusive but sexy hat, catering to
another one of my fetishes, and of course the obligatory 5 inch heeled black
satin pumps. She looked devastating. My car was in the shop, so Ruthann
drove us in her car. I thoroughly enjoyed watching her smoke her long
Virginia Slims menthols while she drove. She got lots of creamy red
lipstick on the filter with each one she smoked and she held the cigarette
so femininely in outstretched long fingers as she gripped the steering
wheel. When we arrived at her parent's house for dinner there were two men,
her father and her "uncle" Raleigh and her mother waiting for us. Her
father was very charming and put me at ease immediately. He already knew
that I was a college student and asked me what I was majoring in and I told
him, German language and literature. He and "Uncle" Raleigh agreed that
this was a good choice and not an easy subject.
Right from the beginning I had this strange intuition that Ruthann's father
and the other man that she introduced as "uncle" Raleigh were gay. Although
I wasn't overtly homophobic, I was always a little nervous around overly
swishy males. I didn't know what they did in private, and didn't want to
find out. Her mother was grossly obese and I had to go up to the upstairs
bedroom to meet her because she was too big to come downstairs. It was a
very strange family to say the least. While everyone else was in the living
room and mama upstairs, I went around the corner to the kitchen to get
myself another glass of scotch. I didn't notice his approach as my back was
to the door. Raleigh walked up behind me and gently stroked the back of my
thigh and said softly, "Shoene Beine!" which means "pretty legs" in German.
I was a bit shocked, but even more so that I found the sensation of the
caress strangely pleasant. "That's the only phrase I know in German."
Raleigh said. I replied with a smile, "Well, thanks." Recovering from my
surprise I asked him if he would like me to freshen up his scotch which he
did. We went back into the living room as if nothing had happened in the
kitchen, and actually I was not sure that anything had. It seemed innocent
enough and he had probably meant nothing by it, just making conversation
about my interest in German.
Dinner went uneventfully and Ruthann's father took a tray of food upstairs
to his wife. Then the phone rang, it was for Ruthann. The babysitter was
calling to say that one of the kids was really sick and throwing up. She
promised to drive straight home. I was prepared to go with her, but her
father said, "Ruthann, what a shame, we were just getting acquainted with
Richard." Ruthann looked perplexed as she hurriedly put on her coat to
leave. Then Raleigh spoke up and said, "That's okay, Honey, you go on ahead
and I will give Richard a ride home later, that way you can go straight to
your house, I know you're worried about the kids." Ruthan thanked Raleigh
and gave him a peck on the cheek. Then she kissed me and said she would
call me in the morning and left.
Raleigh, Phillip and I finished the desert and then retired to the living
room for an after dinner drink. We were making small talk. Raleigh and
Ruthann's dad were in charge of window dressing at two of the largest
department stores in the city and had obviously been very good friends for
many years. I worked part time at another department store, so I knew
something about the nature of their very creative business of displaying
merchandise attractively in the windows. They both seemed very interested
in me and my schooling and asked me a lot of questions about my coursework
and my family. Then out of the blue, Raleigh lit a cigarette and abruptly
changed the subject. He casually asked me if I had ever been hypnotized.
"Well, yes, as a matter of fact my pediatrician used hypnosis in his
practice and had used it on me to ease my post operative pain after I had my
tonsils removed. He always said I was one of his most suggestive patients
and that it was a snap to put me in a trance, or whatever you call it."
"How interesting. I'm an amateur hypnotist. We do it as a sort of harmless
little parlor game after dinners like this. Would you like to participate?"
"Sure, sounds like fun, as long as you don't set me up to do something
silly," I laughed. They chuckled too and Raleigh promised not to pull any
silly stage tricks on me. Raleigh sat next to me on the couch and told me
to sit back and relax. Before I knew what was happening, I was out. Little
did I know, but Raleigh was busy hypnotically removing any subconscious
resistance I might have had to crossdressing and gay sex. When he brought
me out of my trance, I remembered nothing, I had been in very deep hypnosis
just as I had been years earlier under the care of my pediatrician. "How do
you feel?" asked Raleigh. "I feel great, that was very relaxing." I
noticed that both men were looking at me intently, with very kind, almost
sweet body language.
"Richard, another little form of relaxation that Phillip and I engage in
during evenings like this may seem a little strange to you, but if you feel
comfortable with it, we'll proceed to the guest room in a few minutes to
have some nice clean fun. Would you like to join us?" As he said that he
pulled a Virginia Slims menthol from a pack on the coffee table and holding
it to his lips very like a lady would, lit it with a beautiful lady's
enameled butane cigarette lighter. I didn't realize it at the time, but the
lighter was the stimulus of a post hypnotic suggestion. I heard myself say,
"Yes, I would love to join you in the guest room." Raleigh exhaled the
menthol smoke very slowly. I noticed that he had just the hint of a neutral
colored lip gloss on his lips and seeing the stain on the filter, I felt my
cock twitch involuntarily just like it did when I watched a sexy girl smoke.
"Would you like a cigarette Richard?" I heard Raleigh ask as he limp
wristedly held the pack of delicious looking cigarettes toward me. I had
never smoked, but suddenly I had an overwhelming desire to. I took a
cigarette from the proffered pack, but not like a man would, but like a
woman. I slid the long white cigarette from the pack and held it daintily
in my first two fingers which were extended femininely while the others were
curled back, just as I had seen so many sexy ladies do when they smoked.
Raleigh picked up the gorgeous cylindrical enameled lighter and clicked it
to life, holding it for me to light my cigarette. I put the cigarette
gently to my lips, drawing the first smoke into my mouth, and then inhaled
deeply as if I had been doing it all my life. As the delicious minty smoke
filled my lungs, it felt so luxurious. I held it for a moment and then
lazily exhaled it through my partially opened lips. I was smoking just like
a woman and it was deliriously sexy and satisfying.
Both Phillip and Raleigh were enjoying watching me smoke and smoking with
me. Their smoking gestures were so effeminate and as we relaxed and smoked,
they were sitting like very swishy gay guys do, but somehow it troubled me
not at all. Everything seemed so natural and comfortable. My usual
nervousness about gays had totally vanished. We finished our lovely white
cigarettes. "Well, it's time for play," said Raleigh and we all got up and
headed down the hall to the guest bedroom.
It was a large bedroom, very spacious. It was decorated in a very feminine
way, with pink walls and lovely pink satin drapes at the windows. There was
a dressing table against one wall and a queen sized bed with matching pink
satin comforter. One whole wall was mirrored closet doors. Raleigh opened
the nearest closet door to reveal a bewildering array of beautiful women's
clothing hanging in the soft lights. Raleigh took two empty hangers and
handed one to Phillip and kept one for himself. Phillip took me delicately
by the hand and led me over to the bed and told me to sit down and be
comfortable while he and Phillip changed. Phillip and Raleigh immediately
started removing their clothes and hanging them up. When they took off
their pants and socks I saw that they were both wearing satin corsets and
sheer black stockings underneath. Somehow this seemed totally normal to me
and I was enjoying watching them strip down to their sexy undies.
Raleigh opened another closed door, revealing shelves with what seemed like
a hundred pairs of gorgeous high heeled shoes in every style and color I
could imagine. He picked out a pair of 5 inch stiletto heeled pumps of
glowing soft black calf. "Do you like these, Honey?" he asked. I let out a
low whistle as he dangled them from his hand. "I sure do, they're
beautiful!" He smiled knowingly, "I noticed that you seem to like high
heels." I blushed, he had been very observant. He handed me the pack of
Virginia Slims and the lighter, "Why don't you have another cigarette and
relax while Phyllis and I finish getting dolled up?" He placed a beautiful
sparkling clean gold and glass ashtray on the glowing satin comforter next
to me. I lit a cigarette like a practiced femme fatale, again thrilling to
the lovely sensation of the menthol smoke filling my lungs, I was just
adoring smoking like a lady for some strange unexplainable reason.
I noticed that Raleigh began referring to Phillip as "Phyllis" and Phyllis
referred to Raleigh as "Rolanda". Both of them had trim slender, almost
willowy bodies and each was totally devoid of all body hair. Phyllis
selected a lovely pair of red patent springolators from the shelves on the
closet and slipped his feet expertly into them. I had to admit that he
looked very sexy as he walked across the room, wiggling his hips just like a
trashy hooker down in the red light district where the street walkers
displayed their wares. His corset was a lovely deep red satin with sixteen
garters holding up his perfectly sheer black stockings. The contrast
between the hosiery and the red mules was surprisingly electrifying to me.
He sat at the dressing table, crossed his legs demurely and immediately
began applying makeup from a huge assortment of tubes and bottles. He was
very skilled and obviously had done it many times before, I watched in
fascination as he applied foundation, blusher and heavy eye shadow. Then he
applied glue from a little tube to a pair of thick black false eyelashes,
blew on it to make it tacky and then expertly affixed them one at a time to
his upper eyelids. The effect was amazing. His face had been transformed
into that of a gorgeous early middle aged woman. I was increasingly aware
of my rock hard cock straining at my underwear. Wow, he was really turning
me on. He picked up a fluffy little brush and heavily applied a bright
pinkish blusher to his upper cheekbones, brushing upward and outward toward
his temples. He glued a set of deep blood red fangy fingernails carefully
over his own well manicured ones. Then he took a tube of bright Chinese red
lipstick and carefully painted his lips. Finally satisfied with the shape
of his lips, he looked approvingly at the magic he had created in the
mirror. He swung around on the satin padded chair to face me, "What do you
think, Honey?"
"You look fabulous, Phyllis!" I stuttered as his eyes penetrated my soul.
He smiled and asked me for a cigarette. I held the lighter for him and he
inhaled deeply, then exhaled directly at me, giving me a sultry look that
made me melt inside. "I'm glad you like, Sweetie. Isn't this fun? We do
this every Saturday night and sometimes more often."
He laid the cigarette in the ashtray and strutted over to the closet on his
outrageously high heels, walking confidently as my eyes followed every move
of his shapely silk encased legs. He slid the closet door wide and selected
a glowing satin brocaded floor length lounging robe and handed it to Rolanda
who had been patiently waiting her turn at the makeup table. Rolanda held
the shimmering robe for him as he slid his arms into it and pulled it close
to his slender body and tied the wide gold satin sash in front. Rolanda
smiled at him and caressed the satiny garment momentarily. Phyllis put his
arms around him and hugged him close. Then he came back and sat down next
to me on the bed and lazily finished his cigarette, deeply staining it with
his bright red lipstick. Watching him, I almost orgasmed in my pants, he was
so sexy and more attractive to me than any woman I had ever seen. It was
all so erotic and I was falling under the spell of the two femmy men in the
bedroom. He finished his cigarette and exhaled the last of the creamy smoke
right into my face....God, it was so erotic. He put his arm around my
shoulder and gave me a little squeeze, then kissed me lightly on the lips!
Then he arose and went to a chest of drawers against the wall and opened the
top drawer. He rummaged for a moment and finally pulled out a pair of long
diamond cascade earrings and clipped them to his ears. "These are called
'shoulder dusters, Darling." Then he took out a matching heavy diamond
necklace and fastened it around his slender neck, a similarly designed
bracelet finished the accessorizing. He came back and sat down next to me
again and took my hand in his, I could feel his long nails digging gently
into my palm. "Are you enjoying this, Sweetie?" I nodded mutely. How could
I explain to him how happy all this feminizing was making me?
We watched as Rolanda made himself up in a very similar fashion, perhaps
making his eyes even more outrageously over done than Phyllis had. Phyllis
held my hand the whole time and we smoked more cigarettes. I had never seen
men dressed as women before, but I suddenly knew that I liked it very much
and that it aroused me sexually more than I had ever been in my life.
Phyllis sensed my arousal and moved his hand up to my bulging crotch, lazily
trailing his long red nails over my cock, caressing me and arousing me
further as he looked deeply into my eyes from beneath the long sexy
eyelashes. "If you think we look good now, Honey, wait until we put our
wigs on!"
Rolanda finally finished his makeup and put on long "shoulder duster" pearl
drop and diamond earrings. He strutted over to the closet, pretending to
ignore my wanton looks at his legs, his "shoene beine", and selected a long
red satin gown that was gathered at the waist. He didn't have to ask me for
help, I jumped up and held it for him as he shrugged into it. Then he took
a full length mink coat from the closet and I helped him into that as well.
Rather than taking the time to put on long false fingernails, he had put on
a pair of glowing shoulder length black satin gloves and four huge pearl
trimmed rings of different designs on his slender fingers. He smiled at me
and turned to face me. He put his arms around my neck and looking
provocatively into my eyes, kissed me fully on the mouth. I embraced him
with a deep sigh and kissed back, out tongues intertwining, searching the
recesses of each other's mouths. Except for the friendly kiss from Phyllis,
it was the first time I had ever kissed a man in my life and it was totally
thrilling and erotic. His heavy perfume was intoxicating me and I could
just taste the remnants of the menthol smoke on his breath....mmmmm, so
delicious! My cock was straining against my pants and as we held each other
close. I could feel his rock hardness pressing against mine. What an
incredibly electric feeling. My knees were weak as the kiss seemed to last
for an eternity. Finally we released each other and looked deeply into
each other's eyes for a moment.
"And now for the final touch, Darling, the wigs." Rolanda and Phyllis went
to another part of the voluminous closet and opened the doors. Inside were
shelf upon shelf of show girl type wigs of many different shades and styles,
but all big hair wigs and all fully professionally styled. Phyllis picked
out an almost pure white platinum blond wig, all curls piled up on top with
wispy bangs in the front. He put it on in a flash and suddenly there "she"
was, Phyllis the drag queen diva, her slender feminine body in a model's
pose, her hand draped across her hip on one side, while the other smoothed
and brushed the blizzard of curls into the final shape she wanted. Rolanda,
picked up a similar style, but this one jet black and put it on. The black
made such a lovely contrast with her very light complexioned China doll skin
and makeup. She looked devastating and haughty. After posing and primping
in the mirrors the two high class hooker looking men walked gracefully back
over to the bed and sat on either side of me.
"Do you like, Honey?"
"God, I've never seen two more beautiful creatures in my life!"
"Good, and you aren't put off by two femmy men dressing up like this to
please each other and you?"
"No, of course not, I loved every minute of it. You two have a wonderful
hobby."
"Sweet Richard, it's not a hobby, it's a passion we've shared all of our
adult lives. We get erotic fulfillment from this and from making lesbian
love to each other. Does that bother you at all?"
"No, not at all, in fact I find it very erotic, very, well, electric."
"We're so glad that we have found a handsome young man to share this with,
Darling. We have been looking for someone like you for a long time, and
tonight everything seems to be coming together just as we'd hoped for."
Phyllis looked a Rolanda with a knowing look and the two of them stood up
and took me by the hands, urging me to follow them. When we were all
standing, Rolanda pulled down the pink satin comforter to reveal ivory
colored satin sheets on the bed. Before I knew what was happening, they
began to undress me. One removed my tie while the other unbuttoned my dress
shirt and loosened my belt. The next thing I knew, I was completely nude
with my stiff cock sticking straight up at a ridiculous angle.
"Mmmm, Honey, I think he really does like this, don't you?" asked Rolanda.
"Yes, Darling, he seems to be a very big fan of crossdressing already.
Maybe someday we should doll him up for our pleasure?"
"Yes, that sounds delicious, but tonight I'm in the mood for a lovely young
well muscled man like this gorgeous hunk, Richard."
Rolanda took her satin gloved hand and wrapped it gently around my swollen
cock and led me back to the bed. She sat me down. The cool satin sheets
felt divine against my naked backside. I was so turned on that I couldn't
start to think about what was happening to me. Phyllis opened her robe and
spritzed herself heavily with some Oscar, all around her neck and crotch. I
love Oscar and I was really in ecstasy now. Phyllis stood in front of me
and asked me to please pass her another cigarette. I lit it for her,
watching mesmerized as she held the pretty whiteness between her long
fingernails and took a deep drag. She bent over and kissed me passionately
while she exhaled the smoke deeply into my lungs. It was so incredibly
intimate to have the smoke that had filled her body, now occupying mine.
Her tongue searched my mouth plaintively, and I heard a little moan of
pleasure as the last of the smoke entered me. I was in heaven!
Rolanda sat lightly next to me and had me light a cigarette for her too.
Her satin gloves gently stroked the back of my neck as she too kissed me and
exhaled her smoke into me. I was totally intoxicated with the aroma of the
delicious smoke and the intermingled perfume. Phyllis still stood in front
of me, smoking lazily, her hips gyrating slightly to some unheard dance
music in her mind. She pulled her robe open so that I could see the
straining bulge in her gold satin panties, perhaps a foot in front of my
face. I licked my lips involuntarily as I imagined what must be inside the
glowing satin fabric. Rolanda reached over with her satin gloved hand and
gently caressed the bulge in Phyllis' panties. Phyllis moaned with pleasure
as she took another deep inhale from her lipstick stained cigarette.
Rolanda gently pulled her panties down and out sprang the most beautiful
cock I had ever seen. I had never thought about being attracted to another
man's cock, but something in me had changed tonight.
"Well, now Phyllis, we find out if the post hypnotic suggestion worked or
not." Rolanda handed me a cigarette and flicked the lighter again, holding
it up to my eyes before touching it to my cigarette. "You know what to do
now, Honey, go for it, it's all yours."
I stared at Phyllis' engorged cock and slowly leaned forward, took a deep
inhale of smoke and gently blew it down the length of her clitty. Then I
took it into my mouth, not hesitantly but passionately. I was already
salivating and all I wanted in the whole wide world was to suck that
delicious cock. It was so warm and hard in my mouth. I worked my tongue
all the way down the shaft as Phyllis slowly pushed forward into my hot wet
willing mouth. "That's it, Honey," I heard Rolanda coaching me, "Suck
Mommy's big hot cock, you're doing it so well. Work the head, just like
that, Baby, you're doing such a good job, isn't he, Phyllis?"
"Oh my God, yessss," was all Phyllis could manage as she rocked into my
mouth." I eagerly worked my lips over the head and heard Phyllis moan with
pleasure. I was loving it. I could taste her little drops of precum oozing
into my hungry mouth. God, it tasted so fucking good. My cock was bouncing
up and down as I worked my head up and down on that delicious prick,
slathering it with my saliva. Rolanda wrapped the silky smoothness of her
glove around my cock and gently started jacking me off, it felt incredibly
good. She seemed to know just how tightly to grasp it to make it feel like
I was getting the satin fuck of my life. I groaned with pleasure as the
jets of electricity surged through my body.
"You like this, don't you, Honey." I nodded as I sucked Phyllis for all I
was worth. Phyllis was in ecstasy, exhaling her menthol smoke down into my
face as she pumped in and out of me. I felt her rhythm pick up as she got
more and more excited, her prick got increasingly rigid and it curved up so
severely that I had to bend over farther to accommodate its changing shape.
At last she placed her hands on the back of my head and started pumping her
cock into my mouth at a greater speed. Her breath came in panting bursts
now. My hands were caressing her buttocks lovingly as she reached the top
of the mountain. Rolanda who knew her friend and lover so well, knew what
was coming. "Suck her good, Baby, she's really close, she's going to shoot
her precious load all over inside your mouth, Honey, get ready to swallow it
all, here she cums!" With a huge sigh, Phyllis arched her back and
ejaculated the first rocket of cum into my mouth. It tasted so good, my
mouth was suddenly swimming with a hot creamy substance, and I could feel
spurt after spurt splattering against the roof of my mouth and cascading
against the back of my throat as Phyllis rigid body spasmed and jerked with
ultimate pleasure. She was mewing like a kitten as the orgasm went on and
on. Wow, was all I could think, I had just given my first blow job and I
adored it more than anything else in the world!
Rolanda gets hers in the next installment, and I find myself in a fantastic
relationship with a femmy gay man.
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