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Number 19 of a series of individual stories.
An Exciting Evening Out by SONIA (email: [email protected] )
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Chapter 1 - The Surprise
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I arrived home from work and Sally Anne met me at the door wearing a
vicars cassock complete with dog collar! I stood looking at her in
amazement before going in and shutting the front door.
"What do you think," she said and then as I looked at her with a puzzled
look she bent forward, grabbed the bottom of her cassock and lifted it up
exposing black satin panties and black stockings and suspenders.
I looked at the sexy sight and felt my penis stiffen. "What on earth are
you wearing that outfit for?" I asked.
"We have been invited to Phil and Liz's next Saturday for a Vicar and
Tarts party and if I'm going as the vicar, guess what you are going
dressed as!" she replied. "You know how much you like wearing panties and
how you love to wear them when you are a man in panties, well this is the
perfect opportunity.
My wonderful wife Sally Anne and I have had various adventures when I
have dressed in lingerie or fully as a woman. I always let Sally Anne
dictate how and when I dress up. We were extremely happily married,
although Sally Anne has some slight lesbian interests, but she generally
satisfied these needs by dressing me as her girlfriend.
Although I enjoyed dressing fully as a woman with full makeup and wig
where I was easily accepted as a woman I still preferred being a man in
panties. I really enjoyed the evenings when I came home from work and
Sally Anne dresses me in sexy lingerie but without my wig and makeup and
let me spend the evening just in my lingerie or sometimes I would wear a
short skirt and blouse but still clearly as my male persona. These
evenings got me so excited that the sex that followed was normally
explosive.
"You will be able to go to the party as yourself but dressed as a tart in
sexy panties and stockings. It will be an opportunity to dress in the
sexiest way you could dream of, to go out in public, to meet our friends
with you dressed in panties and for it to be accepted as just good fun,"
Sally Anne said. "You can wear your wig but I will let some of your own
hair show so it is clearly a wig and you can have the makeup over the top
to be a parody of a woman and to complete the 'tarts' appearance your
skirt has to be short enough to show your stocking tops. You will be so
sexy - how about sorting out your outfit now."
Chapter 2 - A Trial Run
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My mouth was dry with the excitement of the plan and I readily agreed. We
poured some drinks and took them up to our spare room where our sexy
clothes were kept. This room was where my transformations took place and
had wardrobes and chests of drawers containing all our sexy clothes.
Sally Anne went to the chest of drawers and opened the top drawer. There
were many pairs of sexy panties in the drawer and she immediately
selected the red satin full cut panties with the layers of black lace
that I had worn the very first day I dressed up. She put them down on the
dressing table.
She went to the wardrobe and took out the matching red satin basque with
its matching black lace trim and put it with the panties and added seamed
stockings.
She selected a very short black satin flared skirt and a black lace
blouse and finally a layered red satin petticoat with black lace trim at
the end of each layer.
I decided to have a quick shower and shave and returned to the room
naked. Sally Anne passed me the panties and I stepped into them and
pulled them on. The feel of the satin on my body was wonderful. I put on
the basque and Sally Anne did up the hooks and eyes at the rear. I had to
loosen the laced ribbon at the front to let her do up the rear and then
breathed in as she laced the front again, slipping my breast forms into
the cups. It was tight but felt wonderful.
Sally Anne bunched up my stockings and as I offered her my leg she pulled
them up, ensuring the seams were straight, and fastened them to the
suspenders on the basque. I put on some high heeled shoes and then
stepped into the skirt and pulled it to my waist and put the layered
petticoat on below arranging the skirt over the petticoat, loving the way
it flared out.
Finally I put on the lace blouse and looked at myself in the mirror.
I certainly looked like a tart! The stockings were exposed below the very
short skirt and petticoat, straining against the suspenders. The blouse
was see through and the red satin of the basque was on view.
"Sit down at the dressing table and let me do your makeup." Said Sally
Anne.
I did as she said and after a very short time she put the makeup down and
then put my blonde wig on. Normally I took great care in my makeup and
wig but tonight it took very little time and when I looked in the mirror
again I saw why.
Looking back at me was a very recognisable male me, but dressed as a tart
with rough makeup and a wig that was obviously a wig. The thought about
going out dressed like this was incredible and especially meeting friends
who did not know about my cross dressing.
"I think we will have to find a way of controlling your penis," said
Sally Anne looking at the front of my skirt.
Even with the layered petticoat there was a clear bulge in my skirt
reflecting the excitement of what I was doing and the thought of going to
the party dressed like this.
"For tonight you can enjoy the freedom but I think it would be worth
wearing an athletic restraint to the party. At least that would appear
'butch' if someone decided to see what you are wearing under your skirt"
she said.
I had a sudden fear with what she had said and then thought that everyone
would think I was playing up to the fun of the party and not realise how
often I dressed like this.
We went downstairs in our costumes and spent a fun evening thinking about
the party.
Sally Anne explained that she had borrowed the cassock off an old college
friend of hers who was a vicar. She had decided to wear sexy lingerie
below the cassock to spice up her evening as the cassock was rather
boring as a costume and said she could never look at a vicar again
without wondering if he had on panties below.
The evening ended up with wonderful sex on the floor. Sally Anne had
hitched up her cassock exposing her sexy panties and stockings and I had
made love to her still wearing my full outfit. As I thrust into her she
put her hands under my skirt and gripped my bottom through my panties and
pulled me into her with each thrust.
"You feel so sexy, my husband tart," she said and we kissed deeply. I
felt her orgasm build and soon she gripped my tight and thrust her pelvis
up to meet my thrust as she came, quickly followed by me.
When we had recovered we got up from the floor and Sally Anne took off
her cassock and let me enjoy the sight of her in her sexy lingerie as we
went up to bed. I took off my sexy clothes and removed my wig and make up
and went into our bedroom.
Even though this was a weekday night I was delighted to see that Sally
Anne had put out a satin nightie for me with matching panties so I could
enjoy my female side for a little longer. We got into bed and cuddled
together and fell asleep.
Chapter 3 - Getting Ready for the Party
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It was over a week before the party and returning to my male life for
that week was painful. The days passed slowly and when Friday finally
arrived I hoped Sally Anne would allow me to change into panties as soon
as I was home.
I always let her lead when I was to cross dress and was disappointed when
she asked me whether I was looking forward to dressing up tomorrow. My
anticipation was raised further when I went into our bedroom and saw that
our outfits for tomorrow were both hung up on the wardrobe and displayed
in a very exciting way with each item of clothing for both outfits hung
separately.
Sally Anne saw my longing look and said, "You must wait until tomorrow -
you will enjoy the evening even more after looking forward to it as you
have".
We had a lovely meal and ended up making love and my pent up frustration
was partially relieved by a very long session which left Sally Anne and
exhausted and very satisfied.
We went to bed and I lay there for hours looking at the clothes hung on
the wardrobe which were lit by the moonlight. The petticoat, the skirt,
the panties, the basque - did I really dare go to the party wearing them,
meeting my friends who knew me as a normal man - would anyone guess how
much I loved wearing panties!
The next day arrived and I got up and brought Sally Anne breakfast in bed
and I sat with her still looking at my sexy clothes.
"You can't get changed until this evening. You must wait and you will
enjoy yourself more," she said with a smirk seeing the bulge below the
duvet.
The day dragged by like none other I had known. Finally it was time to
shower and shave and get ready.
Sally Anne had decided to wear her black satin corset below her cassock
and I helped her put it on and lace it up. She then put on her black
satin panties and black seamed stockings and high black boots. She went
to put on her cassock but I stopped her so I could enjoy the sight of her
in her lingerie while I changed.
The moment I had been waiting for had arrived! As Sally Anne had
suggested I put on an athletic restraint first. The jock strap did as it
was made to and held me securely in place, which was a bit uncomfortable.
When I put on my red satin panties I thought that the restraint might
fail under the strain but it resisted my erection.
Sally Anne grabbed me and we kissed deeply. "This is going to be amazing
fun," she said, "Its so exciting dressing up in our sexy gear and meeting
our friends without them thinking we are perverted!"
I pulled away and put on my red satin basque and tightened it. Sally Anne
slipped some bunched up tights into the basque bra cups saying that if
people saw I had false breasts they might find it odd. Next came the
stockings and then the blouse, skirt and petticoat. This was bliss!
Sally Anne did my hair and makeup and soon I was dressed as a sexy tart
but clearly a man in women's clothing. I put on my high stiletto shoes
and walked across the room to admire myself in the mirror.
"You will have to learn to walk like a man in high heels. You walked
across the room as well as any woman and people will wonder how you can
walk so well," Sally Anne said with a grin.
After the hours of practice to perfect my female persona I now had to
learn to act like a man in a skirt.
Sally Anne put on her cassock and dog collar and we went downstairs. As I
went down the steps I felt my skirt billow out and when I passed the
mirror in the hall I looked at the tarty image of myself. I was so
incredibly excited thinking about going out dressed like this.
I poured Sally Anne a drink and had a soft drink myself as I was driving.
When I sat down my petticoat bulged in my lap and Sally Anne reported
that my stockings and suspenders looked very sexy.
Chapter 4 - Going to the Party
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The time arrived to head off to the party. I went to go to the kitchen to
go into the garage and Sally Anne stopped me and said, "The car is not in
the garage - I have parked it in the road."
"I can't walk to the car like this - what will the neighbours say?" I
cried.
"The best bit of tonight is that we are off to a fancy dress party and
anyone we see will just think we are joining in to the full spirit of the
event. Come on lets go," she replied.
She grabbed my hand along with a bottle each and went out through the
front door. As always the feel of the stockings pulling on the suspenders
and the cool air below my skirt felt wonderful.
A few steps down the drive and I nearly died when I heard a wolf whistle
from the side and glanced over to see Roy, our neighbour looking at us.
"We're off to a Vicars and Tarts Party. What do you think of my tarty
husband. Is his the best costume ever," she said to him.
I decided to put on a bit of a show and said to Roy in my normal voice,
"God I feel so daft dressed like this." Little did he know I was loving
every minute.
We chatted on for a few minutes and I began to relax and enjoy myself and
then Roy caught me totally by surprise by asking where we got my outfit
from. How could I say the women's clothes were all mine.
Sally Anne came to my rescue by saying that most came from a charity
clothing shop and then with a wink admitted the basque was hers. To
emphasise the joke of the situation she then gave Roy a mock blessing and
we headed for the car.
I climbed into the drivers seat and we set off. As we drove I could not
resist putting my hand under my skirt and feeling my sexy satin panties.
I glanced across at Sally Anne and found her top half still very like a
vicar but she had hitched up her cassock and her stockings and panties
were exposed and she had her hand inside her panties masturbating like
mad. Our eyes met and she grinned and then she lowered her eyes to my
lap. I knew that she liked looking at me in my panties when she
masturbated so I obliged her by hitching up my already short skirt so
they were visible.
I found it difficult driving looking at the road and at the same time
enjoying watching her sit there in her exposed lingerie while she
masturbated and also looking at myself sitting in my panties framed by
the sexy satin layered petticoat.
I suddenly noticed the fuel gauge on empty and when I moaned at her that
I had asked her to fill up the car she gasped as she orgasmed. When she
had recovered a bit she grinned at me and said, "I did not fill up
because I wanted to have to stop and fill up dressed as we are. The
thought of you filling the car and paying for the fuel dressed like you
are has just given me a wonderful orgasm."
"I will only fill up if you stand with me and give me a flash of your
panties while we are standing there," I replied with my heart beating
furiously with the prospect.
I pulled up at a small service station and decided to brave the situation
out. I jumped out of the car as if being dressed as a tart was normal,
and started filling up the car. Sally Anne came out and stood with her
back to the pay office and then as I filled the car she bent forward,
lifted her cassock and stood there with her stockings and panties
exposed. I felt weak with the excitement of the situation and thought I
would come in my panties.
The car was full and finally she dropped her cassock and together we
walked over to pay for the fuel. The girl in the pay office looked at us
in amazement but as soon as Sally Anne explained we were off to a party
she accepted the costumes and said how great we looked and wished us a
good time.
We returned to the car and drove the last few miles to Phil and Liz's
house, pulled up in the street and sat in the car for a few minutes to
see people arriving. About five couples arrived all with the girls
looking very tarty and the men as vicars and I began to wonder whether I
dared go in with me as the tart.
Finally I saw a couple where clearly the tart was a man and so we quickly
got out of the car and as we reached the house the other couple were just
ahead of us. I gave a wolf whistle and the couple stopped and turned
around.
The man was nowhere near as tarty as I was in his costume. He had on a
red blouse and black skirt and black tights or stockings. His skirt was
above the knee but nowhere near as short as mine. We introduced ourselves
and they said they were Paul and Jenny. Paul admitted it was Jenny's idea
for him to go as the girl and Jenny responded by saying how sexy she
thought he looked. Sally Anne followed the lead and said she had had to
pursued me to do the same.
Together we walked up to the house and knocked on the door.
Chapter 5 - The Party!
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The door was opened and we were invited in. It was pretty exciting seeing
all the tarts with outfits ranging from as raunchy as mine to fairly
boring.
Liz squealed with laughter when she saw what I was wearing and gave me a
big kiss. I was really enjoying standing there amongst all our friends in
my stockings and panties.
We went into the living room and met up with our friends and spent a long
time chatting about all the outfits.
We heard a cheer go up from the hall and applause and then the door
opened and the reason for the commotion was evident. Sally Anne's partner
Stacey entered the room in a cross between a vicars cassock and a Fench
maids costume.
Stacey was not only Sally Anne's partner but also very close to us since
we discovered she was in reality a man who had lived his life since the
age of 16 fully as a woman. Her outfit had a vicars dog collar and black
cassock but the cassock was extremely short. She had tied the waist with
a black cord and below the cassock she had on a multi layered white
petticoat and frilly French maid style panties. She had on black
stockings which were fully exposed straining against her suspenders. All
in all she was the tartiest vicar we had ever seen!
She came over to us and first kissed me saying "You look pretty sexy,"
and then she kissed Sally Anne and as she put her arm around her she
said, "From what I feel you will look pretty sexy too once you take off
your cassock. To save you driving do you want to come back to my flat
afterwards. Its only around the corner."
I leapt at the opportunity and immediately headed to the bar to catch up
on the drinks I had been missing. Walking across the room with my skirt
and petticoat swirling around my legs felt very sexy indeed.
A business colleague was at the bar with his wife. He was dressed rather
boringly in a suit with a dog collar and she had made a bit of an effort
with a skirt with a slit in it and red satin blouse.
"You have certainly taken the party theme to heart," he said and then
with a leer on his face he went on to say, "How far have you gone with
your costume? Are you wearing panties? Are you going to wear a dress to
work in the future?"
I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and wondered whether I had been a
bit silly wearing the outfit. Had he recognised the fact that I was
loving wearing a skirt and panties at the party?
I decided to bluff it out and replied, "It was Sally Anne's idea and she
insisted I went the whole way although I insisted on having my own
underwear below the panties. As for wearing a dress to work, if the leers
I get from ignorant men is what women have to put up with then I can
assure you I do not want to wear skirts."
I was pleased to see him blush and his wife came over to me and gave me a
quick kiss and whispered, "Well said."
I went back to Sally Anne and she suggested we have a dance. A slow
record was playing and as we cuddled together I felt her feel my bottom
firstly through my skirt and then she lifted the skirt and petticoat and
flashed my panties to everyone. This really was amazing as not only was a
dressed as a sexy tart in public but I was also flashing my red satin
frilly panties to our friends and no one seemed to take it as anything
more than me being a good sport at a fancy dress party. I really thought
I was going to come in my panties with the bliss of the situation.
We finished our dance and found the sofa free and sat down for a kiss and
a cuddle. As soon as I had sat down Sally Anne pushed my skirt and
petticoat up so again my panties were visible and she then cuddled
against me and we kissed. I could not resist lifting her cassock up so I
could see her stocking covered legs - this really was an incredible
evening.
Although I did not really want to break away from our embrace I needed to
go to the toilet and so disappeared upstairs. Standing outside the toilet
waiting was the guy who we met on the way in dressed as a girl.
"How are you enjoying being a tart for the evening?" I asked.
He paused for just a bit too long and was a little too defensive as he
replied, "It's Jenny's idea. I have never worn women's clothes before".
I decided to take a gamble and call his bluff. "You don't need to be
defensive. If Jenny likes you in women's clothes and you enjoy it then
what's wrong with that."
He looked at me and then went on, "Are you saying that your wife likes
you in woman's clothes?"
In reply I lifted my skirt and petticoat and flashed my frilly satin
panties and then dropped my skirt down and grinned at him.
The bathroom door opened and Jenny came out and Paul said to her simply,
"We are not alone."
Paul went into the bathroom and I said to Jenny, "I understand that you
are like my wife, Sally Anne, and like your husband to dress up at
times."
Jenny looked at me and was about to open her mouth to say something, but
then burst into tears.
I went to her and cuddled her and when she had recovered I said to her,
"Does Paul like dressing up?"
"I think so," she replied.
I gave her our address and invited them around to meet us the next night
to discuss the situation. "I will dress up as Sally Anne likes me to, so
let Paul dress if he wants to in the way you and he like. Let all your
inhibitions go and really express what you enjoy. I can assure you that
Sally Anne and I have some wild times on occasions and nothing you come
dressed in will shock us or surprise us".
"I don't know if we could do that."
"Look both of you come dressed sexily - it will be fantastic fun - you
wait and see," I said and leant over and gave her a kiss.
Paul came out of the bathroom and I gave them both a smile and went in
and closed the door. I looked at the tart in the mirrors looking at me
and lifted my skirts to give myself a flash of my sexy panties. What a
sexy sight! I went to the toilet and decided to remove my athletic
support as the evening was almost over. I put it in my bag, made myself
respectable and went down to see Sally Anne and tell her about tomorrow.
Chapter 6 - Back to Stacey's
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The party was coming to an end and Stacey, Sally Anne and I decided it
was time to leave. Stacey's flat was only a short distance away but
involved walking along a section of main road. When you remember what
Stacey and I were wearing this was going to be pretty daring and very
exciting. I loved being in panties in public!
Sally Anne and Stacey walked a little in front of me and I purposely
lagged a little behind to enjoy the sexy view of Stacey with her short
cassock, layered petticoat and stockings and occasional flash of frilly
panties. My penis was at last free to fully enjoy the situation and as I
walked the feel of it pushing against my satin panties was fantastic.
As we walked along the main road there were not many cars but those that
did pass slowed down to enjoy the view and we had several whistles and
shouts from the passing drivers.
We reached Stacey's flat and as soon as the door closed Sally Anne ripped
off her cassock and kissed Stacey. Seeing Sally Anne kissing Stacey while
standing in her black satin corset and panties with her boots and
stockings was incredible.
Sally Anne, with my blessing, had occasional lesbian sessions but
although Stacey was very much a woman in nearly every way having had
hormone treatment since she was 16, she was still a man below her
panties.
Sally Anne separated from Stacey and came to me and we kissed furiously.
While we were kissing Stacey got the duvet from her bed and put it on the
floor along with a load of cushions.
Sally Anne then whispered in my ear, "I would love my wonderful tart to
let Stacey make love to you while you give me oral sex."
I had on a previous occasion let Stacey make love to me and had worried
for a long time whether I was gay. I loved anal sex with Sally Anne and
had allowed her to make love to me when she had worn a double ended
dildo. Stacey was a women in almost every way and I had therefore agreed
previously and agreed again now.
Sally Anne nodded to Stacey and I knew they had already made plans.
Sally Anne lay down on the floor and spread her legs in invitation and
smiled up at me with a look of amazing lust and said in a hoarse whisper,
"Darling I need you to satisfy me now."
I turned to Stacey who was standing beside me and kissed her long and
hard. I then undid her dog collar and took off her cassock. I stroked her
breasts through her bra and then undid her bra. It really was so hard to
believe that this wonderful looking woman was originally a man. Her
breasts were beautifully shaped and she looked fantastic standing there
in her very short, layered frilly petticoat with her stockings exposed
straining at her suspenders.
We kissed again and I felt her firm breasts against me, and also her
penis below her petticoat.
Stacey had no steady relationship because of her confused gender and was
very much in love with both of us in different ways.
Sally Anne had been watching us and had pulled her breast from the top of
her coset and was caressing them with one hand while the other was
stroking her clitoris.
I gave her a loving smile and dropped to the floor between her legs with
a cushion below my stomach. I pulled her panties to the side and devoted
my tongue and fingers to her craving vagina and clitoris.
As if this was not bliss enough I felt Stacey drop to the floor behind me
and she gently folded my skirt and petticoat up over my bottom and then
caressed my panty covered bottom. I then sensed rather than saw her take
out her small penis and put on a condom. She then smeared this with more
lubricant and slid my panties to the side and I felt her fingers caress
my bottom.
Stacey then slid in between my legs and I felt her penis touch my bottom.
I was finding it hard to concentrate on pleasuring Sally Anne as I felt
Stacey push gently into me. Sally Anne obviously sensed my situation and
gripped my head and pulled it to her to ensure I continued to pleasure
her. The times that Sally Anne had me wear an anal vibrator had
accustomed me to anal sex and I felt Stacey enter me with only slight
resistance.
As so often happened when I was in the submissive role the feeling of
Stacey making love to me while I kissed and caressed Sally Anne intimate
areas was too exciting especially following the excitement of the evening
and as Stacey continued to make love to me I lost control and tensed my
body and came in my panties. Sensing what had happened Stacey slipped her
hand under me and caressed my penis through my semen soaked panties as
she continued to make love to me.
My penis barely lost its erection with her attention and suddenly I felt
Sally Anne's orgasm start and she drove herself at me, gripping my head
and pulling me into her. As she orgasmed, she cried out and I felt Stacey
thrust into me with more force and knew she was also coming. As she came
she thrust deep inside me and at the same time gripped my penis through
my panties and I came a second time with even more intensity of pleasure
than I could ever remember.
I felt Stacey pull out of me and Sally Anne pulled me up to her and we
kissed furiously.
"Darling this has been such an exciting wonderful evening," she said and
we kissed again.
Stacey had removed her condom and came over to us, still wearing just her
short petticoat, her frilly panties and stockings. With her penis hidden
by her petticoat she was a stunningly good looking woman. Sally Anne made
room for her between us and she sat down and Sally Anne kissed her. As
they kissed I caressed Stacey's breasts with one hand and stroked Sally
Anne's hair with the other.
Sally Anne slipped her hand below Stacey's petticoat and started gently
playing with her small penis.
Stacey broke away from Sally Anne to say, "I love you two so much."
She then kissed Sally Anne again more furiously as Sally Anne continued
to masturbate her until she came in her hand.
We were all very tired and finally headed into her bedroom where we
stripped off and had quick showers.
Stacey lay three of her sexy nighties on the bed and I put on a short red
satin one with matching panties. I had taken off the wig and makeup and
at Sally Anne's request went to bed as my male persona in a nightie and
panties and we cuddled together as three unusual bed fellow and went to
sleep dreaming of a very sexy day.
(Continued in the next part - 20P&JEN.TXT)
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