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The Apartment: Happy Birthday free porn video
Earlier, I wrote about a fantasy in which I have two attractive
crossdressing roommates. This is a continuation of that fantasy world,
but is itself a completely separate story. It's another one I've
enjoyed having in my head the past few weeks.
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The Apartment: Happy Birthday
My birthday had been on Wednesday, but my roommates Mike and Andy (aka
Michelle and Samantha) had instructed me to leave my day clear on
Saturday because that's when they were going to give me my present. I
was looking forward to it, particularly since they had told me not to
masturbate all week and had sternly refused any sex or blow jobs saying
that "I needed to save up all my energy for Saturday." It was saved up.
"Okay sleepy head!" Samantha yelled at me. "Time to get up for your big
day!"
"Mmmm... you look cute today," I said as I slowly opened my eyes and saw
him in a light blue nighty with his hair down in his feminine style.
"Thanks lover, but don't think that your flattery is going to get you
anything. We have a lot of work ahead of us." His voice was playful
and flirtatious. He had opened up quite a bit as Samantha these days,
though he was perhaps even more reserved as Andy than before.
"Assuming, of course, that you actually want your birthday present."
"Work? That doesn't sound like a birthday present to me."
"Don't worry, you'll enjoy this. I promise."
I got up and followed Samantha into the living room. I sat down in the
lazy boy as Samantha joined the waiting Michelle on the couch. Michelle
looked particularly sexy for this early in the morning. I thought they
must have both gotten dressed and ready just for me.
What happened next was a complete surprise to me, but an exciting one.
"We know you said you fantasized about being a girl yourself sometimes,
but never really did it because you thought you would look bad,"
Michelle said. "But we think you'll look great, so we got you some
stuff."
My jaw just about hit the floor. I had honestly expected a wild day of
sex with my roommates, but I wasn't prepared for this.
"And no saying no," Samantha added in response to my shocked look. "We
had to spend money on this stuff so you're going to use it at least
once." He had that little wicked grin of his on his pretty face as he
said that.
But I hadn't really thought to say no anyway. I had always fantasized
about something like this, so I knew I would go through with it.
"Okay," is all I said.
The next few hours of shaving and cleaning were tedious but fun at the
same time. Pushed on by my horny and hot roommates, I did things that I
normally wouldn't consider. I shaved all over, I trimmed my eyebrows
slightly, I was even brave enough to give myself an enema for the first
time.
But putting on the clothes was the best part. I was naked and rock hard
in my room with Michelle and Samantha displaying them on the bed in
front of me.
There was an entire set of lingerie, white satin with lace. I slid the
panties on first, and Michelle giggled again at my cock which just
wouldn't go down. I went to touch it through my new panties but
Samantha slapped my hand away. "No, no no!" She said. "Don't be a dirty
girl. You have to wait." I didn't know how I could.
The corset went on before the stocking that clipped on to it. It was
only slightly painful, but I felt amazing.
Michelle came out of the closet with a light pink dress that could have
been a prom dress. the top was fairly tight against my upper body and
covered my shoulders, with the impression of very small breasts given by
the corset. The bottom was long and flared out just slightly. They
must have picked it up at a thrift store, but I thought it was amazing.
And it mostly fit, which was a miracle.
The 'girls' continued working on me with some accessories including a
blonde wig, white choker, long white gloves, and short white heels.
Then came the makeup.
When they were done I looked at myself in the mirror. I reminded myself
a little of Princess Peach from the Mario games in the dress and gloves.
I wasn't going to fool anyone anytime soon, but I was surprised at how
good I looked. And the feeling of all the satin and lace! My cock, now
my clit, was rock hard but Michelle and Samantha wouldn't let me near
it.
Instead they led me into the living room and started pouring glasses of
wine. We chatted for a while, but I hardly calmed down at all. Every
few minutes I giggled or screamed how great a present this was, fully
expecting a threesome to start any moment.
Then the doorbell rang. My heart lept through the top of my head in
near panic, but Samantha calmed me down. "Don't worry, I know who this
is," he said before going to get the door.
"I think that's my que to leave," Michelle said as he got up to go.
"Have fun," he almost taunted with a smile on his face. That look and
comment brought my nerves right back up. What did he mean?
I soon figured it out.
Samantha walked in behind a tall, good looking man. He was older, with
slightly greying hair. But he was almost as tall as I was, maybe just
as tall if I weren't in heels. My heart stopped. A man was seeing me
dressed this way, a stranger. "Jessica, this is Steve. Steve, this is
Jessica," Samantha introduced us. "I guess I'll leave you two alone."
And he left much as Michelle had.
Steve could tell the effect he was having on me. I could tell that
while Steve may have liked what he saw, he was not nervous in the least
as he sat down on the couch and looked me over.
"Come over here," Steve said. And I did. I felt like I was completely
in his control, as though I couldn't possibly say no. I had already
fallen completely into this submissive and feminine role that I had
imagined many times in my head.
I sat next to Steve on the couch and he began to gently rub my leg
through my dress and stockings. The feeling was like a small shock when
he first touched me, and I let out a small whimper.
"You like that?" He asked simply. All I managed was a short nod in
return, my eyes still averted. Nervous was an understatement, but so
was excited. My hands were in my lap, obviously trying to cover my
bulging clit.
His hand went up to my face and turned it towards him, looking me deep
in the eye. I couldn't stand it and tried to look down, but he wrapped
his other hand around my shoulder and pulled me closer to him.
Suddenly our lips met in a soft kiss. I nearly fainted at the slightest
touch.
When he kept going, begining to probe me with his tongue, I lost all
control and gave in. Steve showed he was an experienced and skilled
kisser, but I kissed him back with the passion of a desperate lover.
My arms found their way around his head pulling him close. My eyes shut,
I barely gave him a chance to breathe, and when I did finally go up for
air I was intoxicated by the scent of him.
He broke the kiss and I was devastated, but he grabbed my hand as I
slowly opened my eyes. Steve led me to my bedroom and stopped me next
to the bed before shutting the door and resuming our makeout session.
Standing now, our hands roamed all over each other. Eventually his
found the zipper to my dress, the pink satin sliding to the floor at my
feet before I kicked it away. My hand unzipped his pants and found his
hard cock. I loved feeling his reaction as I gently rubbed it with my
gloved hand.
I soon felt myself being pushed down onto the bed, and I naturally
complied, moving back and lying down across the entire bed.
There I was, lying in bed in white lingerie - panties, corset,
stockings, even gloves - and there was a man standing over me, about to
make love to me. I felt like my clit was going to explode. I couldn't
wait. "Make love to me," I said.
Steve gave a half smile in return, but didn't move at first.
"Please, I need you to fuck me. I need your cock!" I said it louder
now, begging him. There was no denying what I had really always wanted,
to feel like a woman and to be a slut. Steve began climbing on the bed,
pulling my panties down as he worked his way on top of me, the lace
tickling me as it slid over my stockings.
The next part was a blur of pleasure and fullness. Somewhere between
the kisses and caresses there was the cold feeling of lube, and then
sudden force of entry. I gaped wide eyed in pain and ecstasy. As Steve
began to hump me I worked to get in rythym with his thrusts, greedily
grabbing as much of his cock as I could. The physical sensation was
amazing, but it was nothing compared with the feeling in my mind in that
moment of being a woman, of satisfying a man with my body. My clit
bounced wildly with our movements, and Steve warned me that he was about
to cum, I began to rub my clit. When I felt his juices burst into me,
it set me over the edge and I ejaculated with a force and intensity I
had never known before. My own cum was splattered up my chest and on my
face, and I could feel my boi pussy trying to squeeze Steve's cock and
never let it go.
Eventually I relaxed and Steve moved out of me. I could feel his cum
leeking from me, I could feel some of it in me. He grabbed one of my
hands and directed me to scoop up some of my own cum with it, moving it
to my mouth. In my ecstasy I happily complied once more with his
wishes.
Then he kissed me on the forehead and whispered in my ears, "I'll see
you around," before getting up and walking away. And I knew that he
would if he wanted to, because experiencing my fantasy had only made me
want it more. That's how he left me, desperately wanting more.
Shortly thereafter, Michelle peaked her head in the door. A small smile
was on her face looking at me in the afterglow of good sex, cum stains
still evident on my clothes and face.
I looked at her with a bigger smile of my own. "Best birthday present
ever." Michelle giggled and walked away.
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