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Sensuous Journey - The Beginning
She greeted me at the door wearing the most beautiful costume the mind
can imagine. It was a gorgeous dancing dress with a wonderfully bouffant
skirt that was held nearly straight out by many, many layers of lacy
crisp petticoats. As she moved, I could hear an inviting rustle as the
many tiers of her white taffeta and organza petticoats reflected the
motion. Her skirt was so full that it was quite impossible for her to
completely cover the enticing lace edging of the many layers.
The bodice was low-cut in the front revealing just a hint of cleavage
from her delicious, pert breasts. As she leaned forward, just the edge
of her delicately formed bra was revealed. It was a lacy push-up style
that framed her shape in a most delicious way. It begged to be
completely revealed, and I hoped that maybe it might be later.
She wore her hair in a regally high ponytail with wispy curls falling
gently down her cheeks. Her legs were made long and slender by the
delicate high heels on her petite feet. I sensed she suspected that I
was made helpless by her presence and the seeming innocence of her
costume. I was being teased; she knew it, and seemed to enjoy that fact.
So did I.
As she took my briefcase, her skirt brushed against my thigh, emitting a
sensuous swish and an electric spark. She gently took my hand and led me
into the house. As she released my hand, she turned a delightful
pirouette as if to not only display the fullness of her petticoats like a
playful little girl, but in the process, to declare her absolute
femininity. I was hooked...
As always, her makeup was enticingly tasteful. Her beautiful pouty lips
were just slightly glossy. She said, "I thought you might like to relax
a bit after your long trip." She licked her sensuously full lips ever so
gracefully, indicating that they were yearning for my kiss. As our lips
met, she gently slid her warm tongue into my mouth, as one might imagine
an inquisitive teen might do on her first date. As the kiss became more
passionate, my cock betrayed my true feelings for her. My need to
succumb to her every wish became my life's most important goal.
"Here, let me help you out of your travel clothes and into something more
enjoyable". With that, she quickly had me down to my shorts before I
realized that I was all but naked in her presence. She then
unceremoniously pulled down my shorts to reveal my intensely hard
erection. "I think somebody is happy to see me," she smiled.
"What do you think of my new outfit? Do you like it? I'll bet you'd
like to see what I'm wearing under this beautiful new dress, wouldn't
you?" It seemed a silly question; because the fabric of the dress was so
thin, I could see the ribbons on her petticoats and the lace of her
camisole right through it. Although it was absolutely beautiful, it was
so shear, it made little or no difference that she was wearing it. With
that, as if by magic, she deftly removed the dress. This left her
standing in her heels, donning the bouffant lingerie of an angel.
My cock was standing straight out and could not have gotten any harder.
She approached me, gathering several folds of her delicious full slips in
both of her hands. As we met, she wrapped the captured ruffles around my
body and stroked my hardness ever so gently. The feeling of the cool
slippery fabric was almost more than I could endure.
"I've missed you terribly! I'm so happy that you're finally here. And
now that you are here, you need to know that I am here solely for your
pleasure. We will do anything that your heart desires. I have waited
long to share my love for you as your plaything." She knelt before me
and gently breathed on my cock. Ever so slowly, she started kissing its
head and taking it into her moist warm mouth. I quivered. She gently
rolled her tongue around the head, stopping occasionally to slip it into
her hot mouth and alternately suck and puff on it until my knees became
weak. "We will get back to more of that later, but first I want to show
you the rest of my petticoats and what I have under them." It was as if
she knew of my deep love for petticoats and panties, all things feminine.
She was giddy as she twirled about the room displaying her multitude of
beautiful ruffles unabashedly. I could catch occasional glimpses of the
tops of her stockings at the point where they were fastened to her frilly
garters. "I love to show these wonderful things to you, I know how much
you enjoy them." "Here, feel how smooth and crunchy these pettis are.
"Don't you just love all the ribbons and bows; I think they are so
pretty." "Here, feel this one on your cock." She wrapped several layers
of taffeta around my shaft and stroked it slowly. "Oh, he loves that!
Maybe he would like to wear some of these petticoats someday, he really
seems to like them, she laughed!"
With that, she stopped dead in her tracks, took two steps backward, and
lifted up the front of her petticoats displaying her lovely panties.
They were bright white with a wide lace band around the waist. The edges
of the legs were also decorated with lace. Delicate pink ribbon was
woven through the lace and there were pink bows at the waist and thighs.
"Wow, they look good enough to eat," I said and that's exactly what I had
in mind. She also revealed an absolute confection of a garter belt. It
too was white with pink ribbon woven through the lace garters. The tabs
were concealed by matching pink satin ribbons.
"Not so quick mister. The only way you will ever get to my sweet pussy
is if you are willing to allow me something in return," she said. "Sure,
anything you want," I said. "Agree to grant me a wish," she asked.
"Sure," I said. "What's your wish?" "Just that you promise me you'll do
everything that I ask," she purred. "That should be easy," I said.
"Maybe not as easy as you think!" was her response. "You must agree to
fulfill my every request, regardless of how odd it is, or how embarrassed
you might think you are going to be. Together, we will explore the
ultimate boundaries of both our sexual imaginations. As this is a mutual
journey, there can be no embarrassment or discomfort, only pleasure for
each of us. Agree?" I nodded, not entirely sure of what I was agreeing
to, but she surely had my attention.
"To signify your commitment to our journey, you can begin by showing me
how you like to pleasure yourself, I know that you know how," she smiled.
"I want to enjoy the sight of you stroking that beautiful cock of yours,
go ahead!" I was dumbstruck. "NOW!" she ordered sternly. Reluctantly,
as if my mind had been taken over by some strange power, I slowly began
to stroke myself. "Oh, I love to see you do that! I've thought about
this moment for a very long time. It really turns me on and makes me so
hot!" She flirtatiously lifted and flounced her petticoats and hopped
slightly as she said, "oh, stroke it some more, he's getting so big, I
love this! I think he's enjoying it too. Does it feel good to show me
how you do yourself? I think maybe he is enjoying the sight of me
dancing about in all these lovely petticoats too, isn't he? Isn't he?
She demanded." Remember, you must be honest with me or our adventure
will be a disappointment for both of us." I nodded in agreement. She
said, "I can't hear you." I realized that my response had to be an
honest one. I softly said "yes." "Yes what," was her retort. She
seemed to be a little bit angry at my reluctance. "Yes, I am enjoying
the sight of you romping about in your petticoats." "Why," she asked. I
paused. "Because it turns me on; there, now I've said it!" "That wasn't
so hard was it," she said.
"And what else are you enjoying," she asked. I didn't know what she was
referring to. "You enjoy stroking your hot cock for me, don't you?" I
suddenly felt an intense wave of heat wash across my face as I blushed
deeply in response to her question. She was right. "Don't you?" she
asked sternly. I wanted to nod, but my instincts told me that would not
be acceptable. "Yes, I do," I said softly. "Well, from the look on your
face, you'd better stop soon. I don't want you to cum just yet." I
stopped in mid stroke. Truth be told, I was almost at the point of no
return. "I have plans for us and the part where you make yourself cum
for me is not here just yet," she giggled, "but you will before the
weekend is over." She was beginning to frighten me. In a good way, if
you know what I mean?
"I was quite sure that you would enjoy what I've chosen to wear for you
today. But, as I see just how much you are enjoying yourself and my
costume, I think you might really like to dress up in petticoats like
these yourself, wouldn't you? I think you and your beautiful cock would
just love to be surrounded by layer after layer of fluffy petticoat." I
blushed madly. She knew she had struck a nerve and my rigid cock was
responding quicker than my mouth was. "In fact, I'll bet you would love
to dress in all of the lovely things that I am wearing, wouldn't you?"
"Wonderful lacy panties and camisole with ribbons, a matching lacy garter
belt and stockings, and of course many, many layers of fluffy, bouffant
petticoats." I nearly swooned. Just the thought of what she was
proposing made me weak. My heart jumped up into my throat and beat
loudly. I was sure she could probably hear it if she listened. 'Well?"
she asked; "wouldn't you?" "I know you would, but I need to hear you say
so." I paused. "Yes, I would," I squeaked. "You would what," she
asked. "Like to dress in those things," I said. "What things, tell me
what things?" "The panties and the rest of that stuff, "I said. "I want
to hear you tell me what you would like to wear, in detail." Again I
paused, "the lacy panties, like yours, and the camisole and the garter
belt and stockings, and the petticoats," I said. "What kind of
petticoats," she said. "You know, like yours, lots of layers of bouffant
petticoats. Oh my God, what am I saying?"
She once again came to me, and as she did, she lifted her rustling slips
to surround my nakedness. She looked directly into my eyes and said, "I
enjoyed hearing you say those things, and I know that you enjoyed saying
them for me, didn't you?" My eyes filled with tears as I nodded in
agreement. They were tears of relief, tears of joy. As she kissed them
from the corners of my eyes, I knew that the love that I felt for her was
unlike any other I had ever felt in my life. And it was obvious that her
feelings for me were just as deep. She seemed to know things about me
now that I'm not sure either of us knew when I walked in the door. And,
there was no question in my mind that she approved and wanted to embark
on a journey to investigate what she had just learned about me. Her
ultimate pleasure seemed to be the realization of a fantasy the depths of
which, not even I was aware of.
"Come follow me and we'll see what we can find upstairs." She led the
way up the stairs. I dropped back a few steps to enjoy the sight of that
lovely petticoated creature. Her delicate shape swayed slightly as she
ascended the stairs.
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