The Hottest Crossdresser - Part 2

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The next day seemed like it would never come. The phone rang, it was Curtis, he said it was on and gave me the address to the hotel we would meet at, and that John was all in. Curtis said that he told John how hot I looked the night before, and he was excited to get together. I packed a small suitcase of lingerie, heels, make-up, wigs and skirts, blouses and headed over to the hotel about mid-afternoon.

I called Curtis and told him to not show up with John until about 7pm as I was going to take time to fully get ready. As I got into the room I took a hot bath and shaved my whole body, then I painted my toenails a powder pink, and had some long press-on nails that I painted the same and would put on last.

What was I going to wear? I decided after about 30 minutes that I was going to start by putting on a lace pair of “v” shaped pink panties, then I squeezed into a pink teddy with six garter straps, carefully I pulled on these black stockings that are sheer, yet stretchy that have these pink seams in the back with the keyholes, I pulled them to very top of my legs and adjusted the straps to keep them as high on my legs as possible!

I put on my Cover Girl base make-up, then black eye-liner, blue eye-shadow, with white eye shadow on the eye-lids; and thick slutty mascara. Finally I put on some hot pink lip stick with lip gloss over it. Now it was time to put on this nasty tight, see-through pink blouse, and wiggled myself into a black mini-skirt, I put on the 5 1/2” pink closed toe heels, put on a short sassy curly black wig, and attached the pink finger nails.

I was done! I looked so fucking nasty. I was shaking with nervousness, that I poured a stiff drink to calm my self down, and started to smoke a cigarette. Midway through the smoke, I got a knock on the door. My heart was racing so bad, I thought I was going to pass out.

I felt like I was floating towards the door, when I opened it. “Hey, boys…how are we doing….?” Curtis and John walked in and just couldn’t keep their eyes off of me. “Stop, you guys already have me a nervous wreak – hopefully you cocks will calm me down.” I strutted over to the center of the room and turned away from them, I bent over, put my hands on my knees and gyrated my ass from side to side, I knew my skirt was short enough and exposed my stocking tops, they also got shot of my pink panties. I turned back around to see the look on their faces, and they looked mesmerized!

I moved over to the small dining table, sat on it, took a big sip of my drink and dangled my stocking legs back and forth. “Which one of you has the biggest cock?” With that, both men started to pull down their basketball shorts, take off their shirts and shoes, till they were naked. Curtis black cock was about 13” long and hung to the right, John’s cock was really thick, was about 11” and hung straight down.


“How do I look guys…am I nasty enough for you?” I asked in my hottest voice. They were now fully erect. Without a word they both carried me to the bed. I got on top of Curtis and John positioned himself behind me, I pulled my panties to the side as knew what was next.

Me and Curtis started to kiss and John was kissing my neck, after some maneuvering they were both inside of me. It was so exhilarating! I stated this chant: “When the cow goes moe, sih-ha, sih-ha, it’s time to screw sih-ha, sih ha, don’t be afraid cause you’re father does it too, sih-ha, sih ha.” I was doing it in rhythm to the serious pole fucking I was getting. John started to whisper in my ear. “Oh, you’re a fucken nasty whore, your pussy-ass is on fire…you’ve got my cock sooo hard, you dirty bitch!”

I broke up the position and ordered the guys to put the mattress on the floor. I ordered Curtis to lie towards the corner of the mattress and put his feet on the floor. I got on top, facing away from him and spread my legs over his – I had John swing over towards my face and started to lick his shaft and wrap my hands around his super thick cock and tongue-lashed his head, after a few minutes I had his pipe deep in my throat, flicking out my tongue along his swollen shaft, meanwhile Curtis was ramming his black Python snake into my smoking hot ass-hole.

John pulled away and started to lick the seam of my stockings down to my ankles – then he took off my heels and licked my toes through my stockings. My goodness, it was driving my crazy!

I need a small break – I got to my feet walked over to the full length mirror and adjusted my stockings, made sure the seams were straight in the back, I put my heels back on, touched up my make-up. Curtis went to make himself another drink, John came up behind me and wrapped his muscular arm around the front of my waist and whispered “Let me carry you to the couch and fuck you hard and deep!”

“Okay, I’m easy baby…I love the way you licked my stockings.”

He cradled me over to the couch and I spread my legs apart for his rock hard pole. He lifted my legs into the air and put them on his shoulder – slowly he squeezed his cock into my waiting hole, I was in heaven – we slowly started to get into a passionate french kiss when Curtis showed up and wanted some head – which I was more than happy to do. His 13” cock had trouble fitting into my mouth, but I managed to slurp on that manly piston. John by this time had my legs pushed so far back that my heels were hitting Curtis in the top of his head.

I could feel John was ready to explode and I had Curtis’s dick deep into my mouth and I was working on having him erupt soon. All of a sudden, John pulled out and started to cum everywhere, all over my stockings, my wig, blouse – Curtis as well started to gush sperm all over my face and neck, they both were yelling at the top of their lungs as the explosion continued. I had hot cum spewing out of my mouth; unbelievably John was still squirting his juice all over the couch!

Later on I cleaned up and put on another hot outfit and we fucked all night into the morning. I’m addicted to dick, I love to dress like a nasty slut, in stockings (I don’t fuck without them) garter belts, high heels, tight shirts, the works – I love to please all night.

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