1. Not Crossing The Line


    Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: Spooge, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    room for use. We discussed a few casual poses like standing in the kitchen or seated at the dining table. "Why don't you change and we can try it out." She sent me upstairs to change in the bathroom. Since Jennie usually wore black patent heels I decided to wear similar ones. My dress was a bright blue party dress which was very short, definitely shorter than Jennie's skirt. Under that I wore matching black lace underwear and padded the D-cup bra. The challenge had been finding a skimpy dress with a high neckline to hide my fake tits. The final piece was a short black wig, the disguise to hide my gender only at great distances. Nerves hit me as I prepared to leave the bathroom. This was the first time I would let someone I know see me this way and I had no idea what to expect. When I started back down the stairs Jennie came to look. "Wow, that looks great. Nice legs,” she nodded looking at my legs. “Although, I'm not sure who it should appeal to, since you're obviously a guy. I think I see your point about not going out in public." "I lean towards the slutty look. Do you think it qualifies?" Jennie laughed. "Maybe. It's shorter than mine." "Do you have anything slutty short?" The question got out before I could stop it. She smirked and flushed slightly before hinting, "Maybe." She followed me and gave me a compliment, “I did not expect you to be so comfortable walking in heels. I guess you wear them a lot.” I admitted that I have worn them a lot, just not in public. Soon we ...
    came back around to the subject of photos and the kinds of shots I was interested in capturing as I got out my camera and tripod. The naughty side of me sprang to life by starting to record video without telling her. It was at the entrance to her kitchen with dining room in the background. We stood close as we talked. I explained my appreciation of legs, including hers specifically, and how I like different shots. In the process I managed to caress her calf to indicate that it was one of my preferred curves on a woman. Mine are more muscular than ideal, so hers were far better. I think she knew my touch was unnecessary but at least I got it on camera. Jennie offered me a cup of coffee. Although I am not a great coffee drinker I said yes to this just to give her something to do. The reason for this was so I could turn my back to her and pull out my dick. It easily fell out of the flimsy women’s thong. I nudged my balls out the other side just for fun, leaving only a thin bit of lace around the base of my cock. I glanced over my shoulder to be sure Jennie's attention was elsewhere and tugged my knob to a semi erect state with a dirty grin on my face. That is my kind of pervy behavior. Tucking my dick back under the lace veil, I admired her legs. When Jennie turned I wanted her to know I was looking at her. To cover my stare I commented on the difference between our legs, complimenting her shapely curves again. What I left out was letting her know that I wanted to lick every inch ...
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