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Linda's Hostess
Linda and I have been together for a few years now. Linda encourages my
crossdressing and likes to have me look very pretty and feminine.
Sometimes she likes to show me off.
I work in technical support. I have got to a level where I can choose
what I work on, so I can avoid mission-critical applications that will
get me paged in the middle of Saturday evening. It's a fairly relaxed
environment, as long as the work gets done. A few of the department
members are openly gay, and have brought their partners to company
events. Nobody hassles me over my hair that goes past my shoulders,
which I keep in a ponytail, or my pierced ears.
Linda is a sales manager, and has a few close friends she has a lot of
common ground with that she has made through professional associations
or past jobs. All of them are single; some are divorced. They have been
through a lot together, and share the details of their lives with each
other. It was no surprise to me that Linda told them about my dressing,
and wanted to present me to them.
All of these women tend to dress for work in a similar style. I call it
the "I'm ready for combat, but don't forget I'm a woman" look: A lot of
black, high collars and low, wide heels. Often they wear boots, pants
or both. At the same time, they accentuate their boobs and figures.
Never have I seen any of them in clothes that are frumpy or slovenly.
Sometimes Linda invites her friends over for an evening. When she does,
my job is to be the hostess. Tonight is one such occasion. I am in a
high state of excitement by the time I get home. Linda is not home yet.
She has, as usual, given me a direction for my outfit and left the rest
to me. That direction is: pink.
I hurriedly get out of my boring boy clothes, let my hair down and
shower. I am sweaty from a day of helping run cables, and my legs are
in need of a shave. When I am done, I shave my face as close as I can.
There was a time when I could go three days without shaving, but those
days are long gone. I paint my toenails a soft pink. I notice I can
cross my legs easier than last week. I must have lost some more weight.
I can hear Linda is home, but she hasn't come to the bedroom. I put on
my lacy beige bra and slip my boobies in. I have B-cup bras; I don't
need to be overendowed. I want my shoes on, since I love to spend as
much time as possible in heels. I pull out my pink pumps (more about
these later) and step into them.
On cue, Linda walks in. She's wearing a black pinstripe suit, black
stockings and black tailored sling pumps with and 3" heels. Her skirt
goes down just past her knees. She says, "You're wearing one of my
favorite outfits. Pink heels, a bra and a stiff girlcock." We walk to
meet, put our arms around each other and kiss. I put one hand on her
ass and she grabs a firm hold of my girlcock. "If you keep that up, I'm
going to spray all over your suit," I tell her. "You hold it in," she
answers. "I want you to have a full load to fill me up with later
tonight."
We kiss again. I say, "I really like those shoes. Will you wear them
for me tonight, Boss Lady?" "Sure, Susie," is her reply.
I ask, "Can we go without stockings tonight?"
"Yes, sweetie. It will be fun to sit together. Let's get dressed now.
We don't have long."
Linda takes her suit off as I get panties and pull them on. I put on a
soft pink sweater and a pink leather skirt. The skirt is tight, forcing
me to take short, effeminate steps when I walk. I take my 2" hoop
earrings and go into the bathroom. I love the sound of my heels
clicking on the hard floor, and I have to take a few minutes to compose
myself. When I can concentrate, I apply my concealer and makeup.
When I come out of the bathroom, Linda is already in a sleeveless black
and white dress and is about to put her pumps on. "Please let me do
that," I call to her. She sits on the bed as I take each pump, slip it
onto her foot and place a passionate kiss in the center of the toe. The
leather is very soft and a delight to touch. As I do the second shoe, I
hear a suppressed moan from her. When I am done, she gathers me into
her arms and kisses me. It feels so good to be held in my lover's arms,
our tongues touching! "No one is going to be able to take their eyes
off of you," she says to me. "You are delightful to look at yourself,"
I reply.
I ask Linda for help with my hair. She is an expert at using various
clips to shape my hair, and she loves to give me different looks. Then
she takes a string of faux pearls and places it around my neck. She
guides me to the mirror. "Look at yourself." I can't believe how pretty
I look, and I thank her for the help she has given me. As I turn to
her, I notice her hard nipples in the material of her dress. I give her
a parting kiss and head for the kitchen.
As the hostess, it is my responsibility to get drinks and put together
a party platter. The women are all salt fiends, so I always include
chips and dip. I make sure the glasses are ready and get the gin and
vodka out. It isn't long before the first car arrives.
As usual, Monica is the first to arrive. I welcome her at the door. She
is wearing a ribbed white shell, black wool A-line skirt and black
patent mid-heel pumps with peek-a-boo toes. She stares at me for a
second, then greets me with a peck on the cheek and gives my ass a
squeeze. "You look adorable, Susie." I ask her what if she would like a
drink. "Yes, a bloody." I head off into the kitchen.
I hear Linda come out of the bedroom while I work. The women greet each
other as I finish making Monica's drink. I bring it to her and look at
Linda. She has let her shoulder-length hair down, and it frames her
face beautifully, making her look soft and feminine.
I ask Linda what she would like. "Just some iced tea, Princess."
Neither of us wants to get potted and ruin the night ahead. I return to
the kitchen, being careful to put one foot slightly in front of the
other. I feel Monica staring holes in my back as I walk, my ass moving
back and forth.
I return with Linda's iced tea and one for myself. I sit on a stool and
cross my legs. One of Linda's ideas was that I should be in a very
visible position through these events, so that I can be seen
completely. I cross my right leg over my left, pointing my right toe
down for maximum effect. But soon the doorbell rings, and I am up
again.
Maureen is at the door, with a grocery bag in her hand. She is wearing
a red sleeveless top with a low scoop neck that shows off her ample
cleavage, a long print skirt with a black background and red pumps with
3" heels and buckles over the toes. "Oh, pretty!" she says as she sees
me and gives me a kiss. Funny, just what I think when I see her. "Take
this into the kitchen, Angel."
Maureen is Linda's closest friend and the most likely to bring food to
share. I look in the bag to find tacos. I spread them out on the
kitchen table and get plates. But I have to stop, because the doorbell
rings. I go to the door and find Jenna there.
Jenna's trademark is platform shoes, and today she's wearing a pair of
black patent pumps with 2" platforms and 5" heels. She is also wearing
a black shell and a tan wrap skirt. Jenna knows a lot about old movies
and has brought us something to watch today. She gives me a peck on the
cheek and hands me the movie. "Orange juice, please, Sugar." Jenna is a
recovering alcoholic, so I won't give her booze even if she asks. I
head into the kitchen to get her drink.
I suggest that we dish up in the kitchen and take plates back into the
living room. Everyone heads for the kitchen, Maureen managing to get in
front of me and suddenly stop so that my crotch goes into her ass. When
we return, Linda calls me over to the couch next to her. She sits me
down to her left, putting her left hand on my right thigh underneath my
skirt. I swing my legs around so that our bare legs touch. As she
talks, she periodically gives my thigh a squeeze, and I respond by
rubbing the toe of my pump against her calf.
Conversation goes on for a while, and Linda needs both hands to eat
with. I sit next to my lover, making sparse contributions. Linda has
worked me hard over the past several months so that I don't dominate
the conversation. It has taken some work, but I make sure the ladies do
most of the talking.
After some time, we put the movie in. It's called The Apartment. We
turn the lights out and settle in to watch. Linda swings my legs up
onto her lap and proceeds to play her hands over my legs and feet
during the movie. I especially enjoy when she squeezes the toes of my
pumps. She also works my panties off, so that by the end of the movie,
the outline of my girlcock is visible in the front of my skirt. This is
something that she does often.
After the movie, Maureen helps me carry dishes back into the kitchen. I
enjoy watching her walk in her pretty red pumps. Monica and Jenna head
out while we are doing this; I hear Linda saying the goodbyes.
Maureen is last to leave. She is a shoe person like Linda and I, and
she lets us know how much she likes my skirt and especially my pumps. I
am feeling more than a little amped by now, and I tell her to show me
how much she likes them. "Sit down," she says, and takes my left foot
in her hands and begins to plant firm, passionate kisses on my pump.
Linda promptly takes my other foot and begins kissing my shoe. She runs
her tongue around the edge where my foot meets the shoe, just the way I
like it. Then she begins to kiss her way up my bare leg. She pushes up
my skirt and spreads my legs.
Linda expertly works her face in. She takes one ball in her mouth and
sucks on it. Then she turns out and says, "Maureen, give me one of your
shoes." Linda puts her head back under my skirt and takes my girlcock
into her mouth. She takes Maureen's beautiful red pump and pushes the
toe against my balls. I can feel the soft red leather and the cool
brass buckle. Maureen has resumed kissing my pump. This is like a dream
come true. It isn't long before I explode into Linda's mouth.
When I am done, Linda pulls her head out from under my skirt. She goes
to hand the shoe back to Maureen, but I ask to be allowed to do that. I
put the lovely pump on Maureen's foot, lovingly kissing it after I do
so. Maureen clearly can't take any more. "Have you ever worn those
gorgeous shoes outside?" she asks. I have not. "Linda," Maureen says,
"I have to finish myself off. I can't see straight to drive, I'm so
horny."
Maureen removes her panties and sits down opposite me. I never realized
she wore thigh-highs. She slouches down and takes my right foot in her
hand. She guides my foot up her skirt and begins to rub my pink pointed
toe against her clit. In no time at all she's moaning. Linda comes out
with the digital camera and takes a picture of us. Shortly after this,
Maureen has a massive orgasm. After she catches her breath, I ask her
if she'd like a drink. She requests an iced tea, and I sashay out into
the kitchen and draw her one. When I bring it back to her, she gives me
a huge hug.
Linda is rather horny by now, and is anxious for Maureen to be off.
Maureen finishes her drink and we say our goodbyes. Immediately Linda
tows me to the bedroom by the hand. She pushes me onto the bed on my
back, saying, "You've got a busy night ahead of you, princess. Undress
me." I unbutton the back of her dress and lift it over her head. I pull
her panties down, squeezing the toes of each of her pumps as I pull the
panties over them. She is wearing a front-hook shelf bra, and I remove
it. I suck gently on each nipple.
"I want what Maureen got," I hear Linda say. "I want a picture of
this," I reply. She walks over to get the camera and hands it to me. I
love watching that woman walk around wearing nothing but a pair of high
heels. I put the camera on the nightstand as Linda presents her moist
crotch above my face. I lick her for a while, but then abruptly she
moves away.
She backs down on her knees until she is over my left foot. She takes
my foot firmly in her hand and begins to stimulate herself with the
pink pointed toe. It doesn't take her long to climax.
Linda is not done. She tells me to sit up, and she pushes my pearls
into the neck of my sweater, then pulls the sweater over my head. Then
she has me arch my back while she removes my skirt. "I want you with
your boobies in, Princess." I leave my bra alone. Linda gets on top of
me. Her dark hair hangs down around our faces like a curtain. She puts
her legs inside mine and takes my girlcock in her hand, guiding me into
her. She's so warm and tight this way! As she lowers herself onto me, I
rub the toes of my pumps up and down the back of her calves. She runs
her tongue around my right ear.
"Princess, you really turned heads tonight. You look so fuckable in
those shoes."
"What do you like about them, lover?"
"I like the pretty, girly pink color and I like the toe cleavage that
they show. I like the sexy pointed toes and the fuck-me heels. How high
are they?"
"Four inches."
"You were wearing the highest and brightest heels of anyone tonight.
How did that make you feel?"
"Very girly and beautiful."
"Nobody could take their eyes off you. Did you like that?"
"Yes."
"How does it make you feel when I show you off for my friends?"
"Like I belong to you."
"Don't you forget it, Susie. Do you like wearing fuck-me pumps for me?"
"I love to."
"Tell me why, Princess."
"Because I want you to fuck me, Linda. I want everyone to know I want
you to fuck me."
Linda grabs at my shoulders. I am burning up, but I always want to make
sure she comes first. She buries her head in the side of my neck,
driving her body down on my girlcock. When she can talk again, she
says, "I want a cup of your stuff."
I grab her ass and pull her down. I am having an ejaculation I can feel
all the way down to my toes. My vision disintegrates.
As I begin to soften, Linda lifts herself off of me. "You stay there.
I'm getting us something to drink."
By the time I have regained muscle control, Linda is returning with two
glasses of white wine. She slides next to me in bed and hands me a
glass.
"Thank you. You know, Jenna's heels were higher than mine."
"Not after you subtract the height of the platform. Did you like those
shoes?"
"I liked them better than the sandals she usually wears. I'd like to
see you wearing them with a suit sometime."
"They don't really go together, Susie."
"I know. I like the mixed message the image sends."
"You're funny. What did you think of Monica's pumps?"
"I thought they were pretty. I'd really like a pair."
"I'll see if I can find some for you. You're so picky about open toes."
"I wish I could find shoes like Maureen was wearing."
"We found some, remember, but they only go up to size 12."
"Well, that doesn't help much. And then there's your shoes." I reached
down for her right foot.
"Do they excite you, Princess?"
"Mmmm", I said as I worked my lips over the soft black leather. I heard
Linda's breaths begin to deepen.
"Get that girlcock good and hard for me," she said as she started to
feel me up. Nobody would be sleeping anytime soon.
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