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My Mistress [PART 1 & 2]
🕑 Added 2023-01-11 14:05:00 +0000 UTCPart 1: https://youtu.be/9EUNZycx6p0
Part 2:
The door suddenly opened and there was Mistress Sera. Mistress was dressed in black leggings and heels and a thin strappy black blouse cut almost halfway down her torso. Her boobs were almost falling out and I could clearly see the outline of her large nipples.
She looked up and down at me quickly, nodded toward the bag in my hand and said, " I need to see what is inside the bag you are holding". I handed the bag to her while not trying to stare at her tits.
She looked inside the bag and while doing this she said, "I heard your car pull in. " If you want to change your mind and leave, then go. If you want to come in, close the door behind you and wait in the living room to your right." With that she turned away and started walking into the house.
I hesitated a moment more, took a deep breath then stepped forward and turned right. The living room was nicely appointed. The front drapes were drawn. The floor plan was open and I could see into the dining area and out through a picture window into a fenced back yard. Beyond the fence there were no visible houses. It appeared that the cul-de-sac backed on to a preserve or parkland. To the left of the dining area was a kitchen and island. Mistress Sera was at the island pouring a glass of what looked like iced tea.
Without looking up, Mistress Sera called out, "I'll be with you in a moment. In the meantime, strip off all your clothes."
I kicked off my loafers and began hesitatingly, to remove my shirt when Mistress Sera came into the living room sipping her iced tea. " Come on now," she said impatiently. " If you were getting ready to fuck, you would be out of your clothes already and stroking your dick."
I fumbled around as quickly as I could removing the rest of my clothes and stood there feeling very exposed which, of course is exactly what Mistress Sera intended.
Mistress circled around with an appraising look. " You have a nice body if you want to be a girl, she murmured, and I assume you do," shooting a glance at the bag I had dropped on to the floor.
"Now," she said as she lightly batted my cock and balls, we will have to do something with all this pubic hair. God, how unsightly, not to mention the hair on your ass." "And look you're already half at attention, she chuckled as she flicked at the end of my dick; how predictable."
She stopped talking suddenly and looked me in the eyes. "Repeat after me, "Code Blue", she commanded.
I did not know the intent of this command but I dutifully repeated "Code Blue".
"Code Blue" is your safe phrase," she said. "Code Blue is what you say if you want to stop doing something, something that is very painful either physically or psychologically." It is not to be used because you are somewhat uncomfortable. Of course, you will be uncomfortable. You're uncomfortable right now."
"Let me be very clear," she continued. "Phrases like Mistress please stop, and no, no Mistress and the like will be ignored. When I hear a pleading no, no, that to me, means, yes, yes."
"Do you understand what I am telling you," she questioned.
"Yes, I do" I replied.
She batted by balls with more authority this time evincing a wince from me. "Perhaps you would like to re-phrase your reply," she questioned once more.
I looked at her raised eyebrow and understood. "Yes, Mistress Sera, I understand, Code Blue, and also how to address you. Thank you for correcting me" I replied softly.
For the first time she smiled, "Now we are getting somewhere," she said with apparent happiness." "I can see already you are going to be a very good girl. Shall we see how you look in the little outfit you brought? I'll help you."
"Yes Mistress," I sheepishly replied, thinking to myself how easily this woman, a stranger a few moments ago had so completely taken control of me.
Chapter 4
Mistress decided to forego shaving my balls and ass, for now. With her help, particularly with the bra and garter clips I was quickly dressed.
Mistress stepped back appraising me. "Well in that skimpy, sheer red dress that barely covers your ass along with the garter belt and stockings you have all the makings of a cum slut," she remarked. "I would prefer you in something a little more classy, but it is a start."
Pulling over a kitchen chair she commanded me to sit. "I'll be back in just a sec, she called as she walked down a hallway towards where I assumed there was a bathroom and bedrooms.
She returned with make - up cases and two wigs. She started in on the make-up and then considered the two wigs, settling on a brunette wig with straight hair which came just below chin level.
" Not bad, not bad at all," Mistress chuckled. "Let's take a look."
She led me down the hallway into a bedroom where there was a full length mirror. I startled myself when I looked at my reflection. With the wig, and make-up, I hardly recognized myself and I most certainly felt different.
"I can see on your face you are, how shall I say this; adopting your new persona," she purred close to my ear. "Now, when you sit, keep you legs together. Even sluts don't let their twats hang out. Oh, and we do need a name. Let's settle on Angela. You look like an Angela to me."
At that moment the doorbell rang and I saw Mistress look towards a clock on the nightstand.
"My goodness," she exclaimed. "I lost track of the time, come with me."
I followed Mistress back to the living room where she held up her hand and said "wait here."
She proceeded to the door and I could hear the voice of another woman. The voice had a slight Island accent. Soon, I heard the door close and Mistress returned to the living room with a buxom, large hipped ebony women with the face of an angel.
" Darla, meet Angela," Mistress said as if it were a normal introduction. I was mortified. I was not prepared to be displayed to a stranger. But wasn't Mistress a stranger? I thought for a moment about using Code Blue and then, just stood there wordlessly.
"Well, what do you think," Mistress asked Darla.
"I think she is a little skinny, but she is cute. Is she well behaved," Darla questioned in her lilting Island accent.
"Let's see", Mistress replied.
"Angela dear first close your mouth, it is unappealing," Mistress instructed. " Darla is a good friend. She is somewhat new to all of this," Mistress said, waving her arm towards me.
"Turn around please and lift up the hem of your dress so Darla can see all of your cute butt," Mistress ordered.
I did as told.
"Bend over a bit and wiggle your ass so we can have a full appreciation," Mistress commanded again.
Again, I did as told to the giggles of the two women. Yet through this performance I could feel the swelling in my cock. I was mortified and aroused at the same time.
"Is she a virgin," Darla inquired.
"Hmm, I haven't fucked her. Angela, have you fucked," Mistress asked casually.
"Well, yes I replied, I have had sex, with women."
"No, no," Mistress responded as she walked towards me. you misunderstand." She bent me forward again and pulled up the hem of the dress and gave my ass a firm slap. She asked again, "have you ever had your pussy fucked by a woman or a man?"
The look on my face betrayed the answer and both women laughed. Darla exclaimed, "Angela, there is a first time for everything."
Mistress Sera then walked behind Darla and cupped her ample breasts with her hands. "Don't you wished you had boobies like these," she questioned.
With that she unbuttoned the house dress that Darla was wearing. As Darla slipped her arms out, the dress fell to the floor. Underneath Darla had on only a bra and skimpy lace panties. Her breasts were overflowing the bra and Mistress Sera reached in and underneath Darla's breasts and unleashed what were truly a magnificent set of tits adorned with oversized areolae. Instantly, my dick reacted and hardened.
Mistress then came in front of Darla and started sucking and massaging Darla's breasts.
Darla moaned, "oh Sera, that feels so nice. My pussy juices are starting to flow now!"
"Let's take a look" Mistress replied, and pulled Darla's panties down to her ankles. She resumed sucking Darla's breasts as one hand dropped between her legs and found Darla's clitoris.
Darla reacted with an "oh yeah, Jesus, that feels good." I reacted also with my dick now straining at my panties which would be clearly noticeable.
Mistress started walking Darla towards the chair that she had pulled into the living room as Darla kicked off her panties.
"Now Darla hon", bend over and put your arms on the chair seat," Mistress lightly commanded.
"Real nice, wonderful," Mistress continued talking to herself as she gazed at Darla's ass.
"Angela, come over here and Darla spread those legs wider, yes that's good," Mistress said in a matter of fact manner, as if we were in a Doctor's office.
"Angela I want you to kneel, spread those butt cheeks wide and get busy with your tongue," Mistress commanded more forcefully. "I want you to rim Darla and you certainly look like you are in the mood," and she grabbed hold of my protruding dick." "You'll both enjoy it," she laughed. I'll come back in a minute or two."
When Mistress returned my face was being smothered by Darla's large undulating ass. Though muffled I heard her moaning and speaking in a language that sounded like French.
" Are we all having fun now," Mistress exclaimed. " Darla, turn around and have a seat at the edge of the chair."
Remaining in a kneeling position, I extricated myself from Darla's rear end as she re-positioned herself. Mistress was now holding a flesh colored dildo in a harness.
"Oh my" Mistress chuckled, you are really dripping now". She said this as she rubbed the dildo on and then in Darla's pussy. "I think you deserve a big orgasm, don't you agree Angela," Mistress asked.
"Yes Mistress," I dutifully replied.
Mistress then stepped into and fastened the harness around her thighs and legs and pushed the dildo onto my lips.
"Be a good girl and clean Darla's pussy juice up for me" Mistress commanded.
I hesitated and again the look on my face surely gave away my trepidation.
"Oh, come on now. It isn't real and a slutty little girl like you has to try sucking cock sooner or later. If you are good, maybe we will let you cum later, so grab on to the base with your hand and grab on with your lips and tongue," Mistress instructed.
I really didn't have much of a choice as she thrust the dildo into my mouth and started slowly thrusting her hips. As her hips moved forward I almost gagged on the dildo and I could hear both women giggling.
After a few minutes, Mistress withdrew the dildo and told me to get on all fours.
"Now Ms. Angela, get that tongue working again on Darla's twat and give her that orgasm you agreed to," Mistress commanded.
As I began licking Darla I could hear Mistress behind me. "What a sight to behold, what a sight," Mistress stated with satisfaction.
I then felt the hem of my short dress pulled up and my legs pushed wider. A moment later I felt the skimpy panties I was wearing pushed aside and something oily being applied to my pussy. And then, I felt the penetration.
Mistress's voice was purring, "relax Angela, you feel my finger, just relax." The finger penetrated deeper and the initial discomfort abated as I felt Mistress's finger gently move back and forth all the while purring "relax, relax and enjoy the feeling." Then the finger was withdrawn, and I felt more pressure and more discomfort bordering on pain. Again, after initial penetration the pain abated and I felt what I then realized was the dildo gently moving back and forth.
"Ah Angela, you are officially no longer a virgin," Mistress gleefully said. Mistress increased the speed of the back and forth movement and thrust deeper and harder. Darla at this time was bucking her hips forcefully and loudly vocalizing.
"Come on Angela, move your pussy back to meet me. I can see you are enjoying getting fucked just like a slut that you are," Mistress joyfully exclaimed.
Mistress was right. I had a face full of pulsating pussy and the sensation of getting fucked had me rock hard. Mistress could indeed see I was enjoying getting fucked.
Darla pushed hard into my face a let out a very loud moan followed by a few trembling after - shocks and then relaxed back in the chair and pushed me away. "Wow, she murmured, I saw stars." Mistress withdrew the dildo from me and Darla rose from the chair.
Mistress took hold of my arm raising me up and guiding me into the chair that Darla had vacated. She pulled the hem of my dress up exposing my cock, still rock hard and reddish purple in color.
"Look here Darla, I see pre-cum at the tip," Mistress said as she patted her finger at the end of my dick. "What do you think, has our girl earned the right to cum," Mistress asked.
"Maybe, I guess so," Darla answered. "I came so hard and she lost her virginity. Yes, I think she earned at least the chance to rub one out."
Mistress grabbed my hand and squeezed a dab of the lube in it. "Go ahead Angela, rub one out for us," Mistress commanded. "Don't be shy, we all know you need it. Here enjoy my titties," she said as she pulled her boobs out from the strappy blouse and brushed them across my face.
Darla was still buck naked and Mistress's tits were on my face. It took me no more than a half dozen strokes and then I gasped and exploded. Mistress took some of my cum that had shot on to floor on her finger and placed it on my lips. "Open up Angela, taste yourself," Mistress said. I opened my lips and swallowed.
"You are useless now Angela, and your make up is a mess with all the pussy juice. Go get cleaned up in the bathroom and change." Mistress said.
When I returned to the living room, Darla was dressed and chatting with Mistress; just two women having tea together. It was like the events of the last hour never happened. My head was swimming. What had I gotten myself into?
As I was leaving, Mistress said, " I expect I will see you again and when I do give me a few days of notice. I would like to see you dressed in something a little more classy. I will pick something out for you. If you like it, you can reimburse me.
"What makes you expect you will see me again. My head is really swimming," I replied.
"You'll be back, yes, you'll be back, Mistress said, and both she and Darla laughed as I went out the door.
Chapter 5
Mistress Sera was right. I was back, the desire, the itch overcame my contradictory thoughts. I had made a choice and was to be led further down the rabbit hole.
Mistress led me straight to the bathroom and commanded me to strip.
"Now, let's see what we can do about your unsightly pubic and ass hair," she mumbled almost to herself.
I stood while Mistress used a small scissor to clip away at the hair on my cock and balls. Next came the shaving gel and a razor. "Hold very still, Mistress commanded, unless you want to be a victim of an unfortunate accident."
As she maneuvered my cock and balls to shave, I became aroused and Mistress slapped at my dick. It didn't help that Mistress had on only a short robe tied at the waist so her boobs were falling all over the place. "Behave yourself Angela, you're impossible," she exhorted.
Next I was commanded to bend over with my hands on the toilet seat. In this embarrassing position Mistress continued shaving the hair off my butt.
After she finished she told me to stay bent over as she had a surprise for me.
"You look much more presentable now that you are cleaned up, Angela," Mistress said. "Look at this. Do you know what it is?"
I looked at what Mistress had in her hand. It was a clear colored small door knob type of item.
I responded, "I am not sure Mistress, but I can guess."
"And what would you guess?" Mistress questioned, smiling and with a raised eyebrow.
"It is a plug for my pussy," I responded.
"Very perceptive Angela, very perceptive, she replied. "I will help you insert the plug this time and here after I expect you to do it yourself. I want you plugged as a matter of course, well, because I like it. And when you are plugged it will serve as a reminder of your place. Finally, you will feel the plug when you walk or sit and it will be arousing, which, of course will make you more receptive to my wishes. You do want to please me Angela, don't you".
"Yes Mistress Sera, I want to please you very much," I dutifully answered.
With that Mistress lubed me up and worked in the plug. Having lost my virginity on my previous visit, I was prepared. " Now be a doll and clean up in here for me, Mistress commanded. After you finish I have another surprise."
I finished cleaning and walked gingerly into the living room. The plug was not painful but I certainly felt it and it was arousing.
Mistress Sera called me into the kitchen. She was seated at the kitchen table cutting a pair of nylon stockings into strips.
"I have an idea. Come here," Mistress said, as she turned the chair around to face me. Her robe had fallen open and I could see she was wearing nothing underneath, which combined with the plug had me fully erect.
"See this is the problem," she said swatting at my dick. "We can't have you popping out of your clothes all the time."
Mistress took a nylon strip and wrapped it around my waist tying it off in front with a long end hanging down. " Spread your legs wider," she commanded.
Looking at my erect cock Mistress shook her head in consternation and without saying a word slapped my balls and cock.
"Ow, ow," I let out involuntarily.
"Stop being a sissy baby, or I'll be forced to do something that will really deflate you," Mistress scolded.
It was the words and tone of voice more than the pain of being slapped around which did the trick and my erection wilted.
"That's better, now I can continue and see how my idea works", Mistress said.
She took the long end of the nylon strip and took one loop around my dick and another around my scrotum. The remainder of the nylon was pulled firmly between my legs and then tied on to the nylon around my waist. This arrangement secured my cock in a downward position. Mistress seemed pleased with her handiwork.
"Now for your next surprise," she said with a smile on her face.
From a shopping bag on the floor next to the chair she removed a small black skirt and an off-white fine knit sweater. I had brought my clothes along as well. From my clothes she took the bra, garter belt, and stockings and again helped me get dressed.
"This is the last time I will help you with this Angela," she said. "I've shown you the way now."
I stepped into the skirt Mistress held out and was able to fasten the hook and zip up in the back and then I slipped into the sweater, The skirt gripped my hips and thighs tightly.
Mistress stood up, her robe now fully open to assess how I looked.
"I expect you are straining at my nylon invention, Angela. However, I can't see a tell tale bulge, excellent," Mistress remarked in a self-satisfied manner.
She left to get the make-up and the wig and finished her handiwork.
Stepping back she took one of my hands and shook her head. "Next time we will have to take care of these nails," she said to herself.
To me she said, "Angela with a bit of polish on your nails, you would definitely pass. You have such fine features. We will have to run a test soon and really see."
Test, I thought to myself. What kind of test. I wasn't going out in public dressed as I was.
At that moment the doorbell rang and Mistress said, "wait here, I'll get the door."
She went to answer the door with her robe still hanging open. It must be Darla again I thought. When Mistress returned she had in tow a young man, perhaps late twenties, blond hair, fit and handsome.
"Meet Max, Angela, he is one of my special friends," she said.
I was taken aback. I wasn't expecting a man to come in. And Max must be some special friend as Mistress was making no effort to cover up. To her it was just another normal introduction with me plugged, bound up and cross-dressed to the nines and Mistress Sera standing there with her boobs and twat hanging out for all to see. As for Max, he seemed nonplussed; just another day at the office.
"What do you think of my latest charge, Angela, Max" she asked.
"She's cute, actually very cute. A pleasure to meet you Angela," Max said.
I could not tell if Max knew I was cross-dressed or if this was the test Mistress had mentioned.
Before I had a chance to ponder this question further, Mistress was speaking to me.
"Angela, when I woke up this morning I was super horny and knew I needed cock. The vibrator wasn't going to be up to the task. Lucky for me, my friend Max was able to find some time today to stop by," she said.
"So, we'll take a small break from our activities while Max fucks me," she continued. "You don't have to leave. In fact, I think you can be helpful."
I would have loved to fuck Mistress Sera myself. That however, was not the role I was to play.
Mistress sat down on a chair and spread her legs. " Angela, she said, I am pretty wet with anticipation, but Max has such a big cock I really need to be soaking wet." "Help me out hon, she said, as she pointed to me and then her cunt."
With Max looking on I sunk to me knees as directed and started licking and sucking. Mistress was soon pumping her hips rhythmically.
"That's a good girl, keep busy," she purred.
"Max, she said, how are you feeling?" "Perhaps, you could use some fluffing."
"It couldn't hurt, Max replied. "I know you like it big and hard."
Mistress pushed my head back and said, "Angela dear, please help Max out."
I turned my head only to be looking at large, thick dick at half - mast. When I say large, it was the size you see on porn videos.
I looked back to Mistress in obvious distress. I was not a homosexual and now she was asking me to suck cock for real.
"Oh Angela," Mistress cooed, you have already learned how to suck cock. "This is no different than a dildo. You are a good little cocksucker. Please do it for me. "
As soon as Mistress said, do it for me, I knew I would. It is not that I couldn't refuse and utter "Code Blue". It was that I couldn't bring myself to disappoint Mistress.
I grabbed on to the base of Max's dick and began licking. Max pushed his dick into my mouth as I moved my lips and tongue up and down the shaft. His dick was so large I could only engulf it in part and even more so as it became fully engorged.
I felt Mistress' hands on my shoulders pulling me back from Max. "That's enough Angela, she said soothingly, good job. I don't want him to come in your mouth. I want that big hard cock in me right now."
Mistress slipped off her robe completely and dropped to all fours. Max positioned himself behind Mistress and pushed his cock slowly into Mistress's sopping wet pussy.
In a matter of moments, Max was thrusting hard into Mistress, his thighs slapping against her ass. Mistress's tits were swinging back and forth as she met each of his thrusts with her hips. They fucked for several minutes. Max's stamina was impressive. No way I could last that long. With one final thrust, Mistress let out a primal scream, shimmied her ass and went still.
"Jesus, I needed that," she uttered.
Max slowly pulled out his dick, now limp with the condom he had put on hanging loose and full of cum.
Neither Max nor Mistress seemed at all concerned that I had acted the voyeur. I was, however, rock hard to the point of major discomfort, with my cock tied in by the nylon constraint.
"Max, Mistress casually said, if you can hang out and want to go another round, I am sure Angela would be happy to accommodate you."
I was about to go Code Blue on that idea. The thought of Max's massive cock in my pussy was frightening. Fortunately, for me Max chimed in first.
"I'm on the clock today Sera," he responded. " I can't hang out as tempting as your girlfriend is."
I had the sense that Max was in on the joke, but I couldn't be sure. He then resolved that question also.
" I bet Angela has a flagpole erection, he continued with a smile, let's take a look see."
Mistress, still naked commanded me to come over to her. She unzipped my skirt and pulled it down allowing me to step out of it.
Max was in back of me and commented "what in the world, Sera, you have this poor girl bound up and I would assume plugged up as well."
"Right you are Max, Mistress replied. My charges have to learn to mind their manners. And, you are also right, she has big old hard -- on with pre-cum included."
Mistress asked, "Max did Angela do a good job fluffing you, does she deserve relief?"
I was feeling very objectified and nervous as I couldn't determine where this conversation was going.
Max replied, 'yeah as advertised she is a good little cocksucker. What do you have in mind Sera?"
" Hmm, Sera said, do me a favor Max, grab the hand cream on the counter next to the kitchen sink and bring it here."
As Max retrieved the hand cream, Mistress reached behind me and unknotted the nylon constraint and unwound it from my balls and cock."
"My, my, Houston we have a problem," she laughed.
She took the hand cream from Max and squeezed out some in her hand and gently greased my flagpole erection.
"Lay down on the floor here," she commanded.
She then straddled my waist and bent down jostling her tits on my face.
" Do you like my boobs on your face Angela," she said softly.
She then sat up a little and pushed back so her butt cheeks rubbed up against my dick.
I involuntarily started to pump my hips up and down.
All the time Max was watching with a smile on his face.
Mistress said, "Angela you can't fuck me but I can help you if you really want me to. Do you?"
"Yes Mistress," I gasped.
"That's it, Angela; yes Mistress. You will have to do better than that" Mistress taunted.
I was now in a state of frenzy, an animal in heat.
"Mistress," I gasped out once more, "I truly need a release. I'll do anything if you will let me. Please Mistress I am begging you."
Mistress Sera smiled and replied, "you'll do anything, you are begging me. Well, that is more like it. And, believe me, I will hold you to your word."
Mistress then sat up straight and rubbed hand cream on her tits massaging them and pinching her nipples so they visibly stiffened.
"God, Mistress, please, please stop torturing me," I whispered.
She then moved back and wrapped her breasts around my hard -- on and slowly moved up and down while looking me straight in the eye.
"Cum now Angela" she coaxed, "cum all over Mistress's big tits."
And cum I did with an intensity I had never experienced before. When completed, I was exhausted and lay motionless.
Max had left and I was getting cleaned and changed. All of a sudden, I felt sad and confused.
When I was getting ready to leave, Mistress Sera said, "Angela what is wrong. You look upset."
" I don't really know Mistress," I responded. "After everything we did and have done, I feel foolish. I guess I don't know what I am doing here."
"Angela dear," Mistress replied, you are doing exactly what you want to be doing. See you soon."
Chapter 6
I was surprised when I next contacted Mistress and she set a time to meet of 10:30 A.M. on a Saturday. We had never met in the morning or on a weekend. Her message had distinct instructions. "Come fully dressed and plugged; I'll tell you why when you arrive."
Mistress had sent me home with the clothes she had bought for me. I had bought on-line, a lacy male G-string with a pouch designed to contain and hold my cock and balls. I thought this was a more suitable solution than rigging up a nylon stocking. I hoped Mistress would agree. I was able to get dressed and apply powder and lipstick and position and comb out the wig. My eyes were another matter and I would have to ask Mistress for help. The more challenging exercise was the plug. I had never inserted it before by myself. Finally, I determined that the best way to accomplish this task was to lay on my side and fold one leg over the other with knee bent. This exposed my pussy and allowed me to position my hand so that I could work in the lubed plug. I felt a little embarrassed doing this, but Mistress instructions were clear.
My car was in a port adjacent to the townhouse in which I live. I had to venture outside to gain the safety of cover in my car. I looked carefully first to make sure the coast was clear and quickly stepped out the door and started walking the short distance to my car. Just as I began to walk, some kids came down the street on bicycles. Thankfully, they just passed by and hardly glanced in my direction.
Arriving at Mistress's home, I scurried out of the car and rang the bell. It seemed like forever before Mistress Sera opened the door. Mistress was made up like I had never seen her before. She had on tight fitting black slacks and a red silky blouse cut low. Together, the clothes accentuated her voluptuous figure. Her hair was pulled back and she had very tastefully applied make up. She was very much the woman that young men and middle aged men like me fantasize about.
"Come in dear," Mistress said, let's have a look at you." Not bad, except your eyes and nails."
"I apologize Mistress, I replied." " I don't have the knack for the eye make-up yet and I didn't know you wanted me to polish my nails."
"No biggie," I can help you and next time you can try on your own" Mistress responded.
As Mistress was working I saw her glance at the clock. "We have to get going so don't touch anything with your nails. They will take a few more minutes to dry," she said.
"Going, like going out Mistress", I asked nervously.
"Why yes Angela, " she said. " "I made an appointment at a clothing shop I know well, so we can pick out a sexy cocktail dress for you."
Mistress continued, "and you might ask why does Angela need a cocktail dress?"
She paused and waited for my reply.
"Because we are going to a cocktail party," I answered tentatively.
"Very good" Mistress responded with a laugh. "Actually, I am having a few friends over next Friday evening and you are invited." In fact, I expect you will be the center of attention."
"Center of attention," I questioned. "Is Max one of the friends invited?"
Now Mistress really laughed and said, "oh you're still worried about Max shoving his big dick in your pussy." No, he won't be there. This is only a chick party."
Looking at the clock again, she patted my butt and said, "let's get going beautiful." "I'll drive."
On the drive to the store, I asked, Mistress, are the people at the store in on the joke so to speak?"
"We'll be meeting Brenda," she replied. "We know each other and she is aware of my interests. Don't be concerned. Brenda is the owner and she is quite open minded, not what she might appear to be."
Mistress continued chatting casually, " at lunch later, which of course you will treat me to, no one will be in on the joke. I said before I would bet you'll pass. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if you get hit on."
Mistress answers did not quell my trepidation.
As we entered the shop Brenda came right up and greeted Mistress. Benda was an attractive, tall, well-built woman in her late forties, maybe fifty I guessed. She had an elegant and look about her with self- confidence to match.
Brenda turned towards me and said, "Hi, I am Brenda, and who do I have the pleasure of meeting?"
"Angela", I replied quietly, it's nice to meet you."
"Don't be nervous dear. Let's have a look at you," Brenda said as she appraised me with piercing eyes.
To Mistress, she said, " nice tight trim body, round bottom, I got the size I think, and a few ideas. I know black is the color of choice these days, but I am thinking something lighter in a pastel shade, with matching stockings. Yes, I think that would contrast nicely with Angela's natural coloration. "
She continued talking herself mostly, " hmm, clingy to show off the trim body and yes, a halter top."
"Angela," she asked without missing a step and pointing at my chest, are you taking hormones, do you have natural cleavage or are these just padded up?"
"No, no hormones Brenda, just padded," I stuttered.
"Angela, relax please," Brenda said. Turning to Mistress she continued, "I do think a halter top would work better than something strapped and I have a few different colors including black if you want to go that way. Why don't you take Angela to my office area and I'll bring back some choices. It will be private there and help Angela here to calm down."
Mistress responded, " I trust your judgement Brenda. Don't be concerned about Angela. This is her first time out publicly."
I did calm down for a moment once we were in Brenda's office.
Mistress, said, "Angela you might as well remove your sweater and skirt. Brenda will be back in a moment with dresses to try"
By now, I knew I shouldn't hesitate and I removed my sweater and skirt.
"What's this," Mistress questioned, while snapping the elastic on my thong."
I started to explain and Mistress cut me off.
"It was a rhetorical question, Angela," Mistress continued. " I know what it is; good elastic and pouch. It should keep everything in order; good choice."
Brenda returned with several dresses and gave me the once over again. Dressed in only bra, thong, garter belt and stockings I felt as vulnerable as the first time I stood In Mistress Sera's living room.
"Hmm," Brenda said, I see you shave and peel your butt and private parts but you must shave and peel your chest and arms to wear a halter dress." " We will also need a different bra. We can't have straps showing. I have just the thing that will work. I'll be back in a sec."
Brenda soon returned with a strapless bra fortified with extra padding. When I put it on, I could see I was bustier than I had ever been.
"Oh," with boobs like that and a sexy dress, you'll be very hot," Brenda said to me with a smile.
We settled on a lilac colored dress with matching stockings. As we were leaving, Mistress turned to Brenda and asked, "will you be able to join us next Friday evening?"
"I was planning to and now that I know Angela will be the guest of honor, I certainly will be there," Brenda replied while raising her eyebrows and shooting a smile towards me.
Chapter 7
The Friday soiree was what I thought it would be; much drinking which quickly transitioned into a suck and fuck fest. I was doing the sucking, of boobs, pussy and dildos depending on what was being presented to my mouth at the moment. The half dozen women, which included Darla, were doing the fucking instructed by Mistress Sera. My pretty cocktail dress spent most of the evening pulled up as I was bent over or put on all fours.
Mistress could be heard giving instructions. "Make sure her pussy is really lubed up," Mistress chortled. "Penetrate slowly and then you can pound away. Don't worry Angela won't break and sure go ahead and smack her ass if you want."
The women on their part made comments such as "this is so much fun," " if my ex let me do this we might still be married," and " have to find my own friend like Angela, this is such a turn on."
To be honest, it was a major turn on for me, albeit exhausting. The strain on the cup of my thong from my stiff cock must have been obvious.. I like foreplay as much as the next man or woman, but at some point you have to each the proverbial happy ending. However, no one seemed to care whether I climaxed.
The one woman who did not participate in the festivities was Brenda. She sat by with a bemused look sipping wine. I imagined that this was all a bit much for such a refined woman and she was biding her time as to when she could make a polite exit.
As the evening started to wind down and there was a lull, Brenda came over and whispered in my ear, " Angela, you are a bit of a mess." Why don't you head to the bathroom and straighten up some and then meet me in the back bedroom."
Mistress observed this exchange and I saw her shoot a knowing look at Brenda. I thought to myself maybe Brenda just wants an old fashioned fuck. She was certainly attractive enough and in my state of arousal I would be happy and grateful to fulfill her wishes.
Brenda entered the bedroom and walked straight towards me. Putting her arms around the back of my neck she kissed me pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. She lingered for a time kissing me deeply while one hand slide down to rub my swollen member. She guided me backwards to the bed where I sat down. Brenda stepped back and slowly undid the buttons of her blouse exposing her perky well rounded breasts. She cupped her breasts with both hands while teasingly saying, "Angela wouldn't you like to have a taste of these?"
She unhooked her bra and pushed her tits towards my mouth. I greedily massaged and sucked away as Brenda's encouragement continued. She pulled away somewhat abruptly and declared," I need to fuck Angela."
She turned her back towards me and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She rolled down her hose and hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them off. Brenda's ass was firm as were her legs, firmer than I expected given her age. She must work out I fleetingly thought.
Brenda turned back toward me slowly and I was confronted with a fully functional, tumescent, cock. Surprise was a mild way to describe my reaction. I simply had no idea. Before I had a chance to react, Brenda grasped the back of my neck again and pulled me towards her gleaming cock and pushed it forcefully into my mouth.
"Suck it Angela," Benda commanded. And suck away I did. I could tell her excitement was mounting by the pace and force of her thrusts and her increasingly loud vocalizations.
Brenda pulled her cock from my mouth and pushed me flat on to the bed. She reached into the night stand and pulled out a tube of lube and applied it to her cock. Standing over me she said with urgency in her voice, "Angela roll your legs up and spread them. I want to see your pussy."
Again I had no time to react as she grabbed my legs and moved me into position. She really did need to fuck, just not in the way I had expected. She inserted a finger into my pussy coated with more lube and then slowly guided her cock to the target. With one hand, Brenda freed my cock from its pouch and placed her thumb just under the tip on the glans and began to slowly rub as she penetrated me.
She started thrusting slowly while she continued to rub my glans. Her pace increased and my excitement increased accordingly. And then, she stopped.
" Jesus, Brenda," I said hoarsely, don't stop, please don't stop."
"Angela, be a patient girl, she replied, " I want this feeling to last for both of us."
Shortly, she resumed her thrusting, increasing the rhythm and force. My hips were pumping to meet her every thrust and I wrapped my legs around her
"Brenda," I gasped, "oh baby, I am going to explode."
Brenda did not reply. I could feel a shudder and with one final deep thrust, I felt her jizz filling my pussy, just as I came hard, feeling the warmth of my semen as it jetted up onto my stomach.
We lay together with Brenda still inside me, spent. Brenda, after several minutes withdrew her now limp cock from me and I felt her semen drain out between my legs.
"Lay here," Brenda said. "I will be right back."
She returned with a damp warm wash cloth and cleaned the semen off. She then climbed into the bed beside me.
"Lay back," Brenda whispered as she put her arms around me." "Rest now dear, rest."
The next thing I knew was rays of sunlight were poking through the drapes. I was still in bed with the covers pulled up around me. Brenda was gone. I dragged myself up feeling weary; not hungover as I had very little to drink, just wrung out. Draped over a chair in the corner I noticed a pair of leggings and a sweat shirt. I padded to the bathroom and removed my dress and wig and took a hot shower. Returning to the bedroom in a towel, I realized my dress was a mess and would have to be cleaned. I picked up the leggings and rolled them on and pulled the sweatshirt over my head. I decided not to get made up or put the wig on.
I walked to the kitchen following the aroma of coffee. Mistress, greeted me." Good morning sunshine", she said cheerily. " My leggings look good on you. You should buy a pair." I understand your evening ended with a bang."
"Very clever Mistress," I replied dryly. "Hey, who do I have to suck off now to get a cup of coffee?"
"My, my, a little chippy this morning are we? The coffee is on the house," Mistress said. "You earned it. Come on, though, tell me you didn't have a fun time."
I hesitated a moment and then replied, "Mistress Sera, you set me off on a journey and sometimes it seems like a dream, a wild and strange dream at that." And like Alice, the journey you've sent me on gets curiouser and curiouser.
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