4 comments/ 283928 views/ 6 favorites Dressing Up By: Karnal Normally I would never enter my daughter's room without knocking; at twenty years old she's a grown woman and entitled to her privacy; but the door was slightly ajar, and some instinct made me just push it open and walk right in. So I suppose I got the surprise I deserved. Zoë was sitting on the bed with a complete stranger, both were sideways on to me and didn't notice me enter the room at first. Zoë had a lipstick in one hand, and was applying it to the other girl's mouth. Suddenly Zoë noticed me, and stood up, scattering make-up on the floor. She looked terrified to see me. The stranger also turned towards me, and I realised this was not one of Zoë's friends, but my own son, Scott! I stood there, stunned into silence, as I took in his appearance. He was wearing a shoulder length blonde wig; Zoë had made him up, and I have to say he looked stunning. But what shocked me most was the fact that he was wearing only a pair of Zoë's pale-blue silky panties, which were being strained to the limit by a huge erection! At first I couldn't speak, I was so shocked by what I was seeing. Shocked, and I have to admit, aroused. Eventually I found my voice. "You've made him up beautifully," I said to my daughter. "You look... lovely, Scott." I added, in a hoarse whisper. "You're not going to kill us, then?" Zoë asked, her voice trembling. "No," I replied, still shaken. "But I think we'd better finish the job off, don't you?" They both looked at me, uncertainly. "Let's go to my room. My stuff might fit him better." Once we were in my bedroom, Zoë and Scott started to relax. They realised I wasn't angry with them, but they were still unsure about what was going to happen. "Come and help me find something," I said to Zoë. She started rummaging through the wardrobe, while I searched my drawers for a pair of stockings. "How about these?" I said, holding up a pair of very sheer black hold-up stockings. Scott nodded, eagerly. His panties were bulging nicely again. "Mum, I don't think those knickers really suit him, " said Zoë. "Have you got something a bit... sexier?" I rifled my underwear drawer again and came up with a pair of lacy white panties and a matching bra. Meanwhile Zoë had picked out a white silky blouse, matching it with a short blue pleated skirt. Now for the awkward bit. I knelt in front of Scott and pulled his panties down. His cock sprang free, and I felt tiny drops of precum splash my face. Scott stepped out of Zoë's pants and allowed me to put the white pair on him. All the time, my son's erect manhood was bobbing about only inches from my face. What the hell. I gave it a quick kiss and grinned up at him. The look on his face was indescribable. I pulled the panties up tightly around his crotch, his precum immediately soaking through the flimsy material. Zoë hadn't seen me kiss Scott's cock, and I wondered what her reaction would have been. Maybe the two of them had been a lot further; I really had no idea what they might have been up to together, but thinking about it gave me a warm tingle between my thighs. Zoë and I finished dressing Scott. When we were done, he looked really gorgeous. With the bra stuffed full of tissues, he looked very convincing. You wouldn't have known from a first glance that he wasn't what he appeared to be. I wouldn't even have recognised him as my son! "You've got some great stuff here, mum," said Zoë. "Can I try some of it on?" "Why not?" I said. "We might as well all get dressed up!" Zoë quickly stripped down to her bra and pants, totally unselfconscious, making me wonder again about how intimate she had been with Scott. She looked so damn sexy in her black underwear, I found myself being aroused by the sight of my daughter's body. Zoë went back to her room to find one of her own tops, and I turned to face my son. I pulled him to me and put my hand under his skirt, allowing my fingertips to brush against his cock. The feel of his hot, hard member wrapped in soft white lace brought a flush to my face, my breasts, my groin. Zoë came back wearing a skimpy pink top, with tiny straps that didn't quite cover her bra. She must have seen where my hand was, but she made no comment. Returning to that almost bottomless drawer, Zoë fished out a pair of black stockings and a suspender belt. She completed her ensemble with a very short, very tight black skirt that I hadn't been able to get into for years. So now it was my turn. Zoë sat on the bed next to Scott, and I noticed her hand rested nonchalantly on his stocking-clad thigh. I stood in front of them and performed a slow striptease. What I was wearing wasn't very sexy, leggings and a jumper, but I put on a bit of a show, and they were soon giggling helplessly at the sight of their old mother acting like a sexy young tart. Their laughter soon subsided once I stood naked in front of them, and they looked at me thoughtfully. Zoë's hand had disappeared under her brother's skirt, and I knew she must be touching his cock. It felt so good to be naked, especially in front of these sexy young people, my own children! It gave me such a buzz I felt dizzy, and for a moment I thought I would pass out. As I ran my hands over my belly and thighs, Scott's eyes were fixed on my groin, his face red, drops of sweat on his forehead. Zoë's hand was writhing under his skirt, making him grunt occasionally. I moved my hands higher, cupping my breasts, pushing them together, trapping the nipples between my fingers, squeezing hard. God, that felt so good! I moved closer to Scott, taking his head in my hands and holding him tight against my belly. I felt his hands on my hips, moving down over my thighs and back up again to my ass. My own son, my eighteen-year-old son, was touching my naked body, groping me, stirring feelings deep inside me. Scott moved his head down lower and I could feel his wet, slippery tongue probing me. Zoë got up and stood behind me, reaching round to take my breasts in her hands, nuzzling my neck, nibbling my lobes, breathing gently in my ear. Scott was lapping at my pussy, his technique was not very refined, but it didn't need to be, I felt so hot and horny I couldn't have stopped myself climaxing if I had wanted to. I leaned back against Zoë and she held me tight as my orgasm washed over me. Scott leaned back, flushed and panting, a prominent bulge lifting his skirt up. I indicated to Scott to take his knickers off, and he did so. He pulled his skirt up around his waist and I got a good look at his hard tool, gloriously long and fat and smooth-skinned. Zoë got on the bed with him; she had stripped completely naked, and as she knelt between her brother's legs, her pert round cheeks pointed in my direction, I felt weak at the knees. I slumped down into an armchair and watched as my daughter began to give her brother an expert blowjob. She started by licking and sucking his balls, taking them into her mouth. Then she licked up and down each side of his shaft, circling the base of his cock with thumb and forefinger, cupping his balls with her other hand. Lowering her mouth onto him, Zoë clamped her lips around the thick ridge of his glans, sucking and slurping away, obviously enjoying it immensely. Almost without realising it, I had spread my legs and was rubbing my little button furiously, bringing myself to another orgasm. On the bed, Zoë was wanking Scott into her mouth, pinning his hips to the bed, not letting him move as she sucked hard, drawing his cum from his balls. Abruptly Scott stiffened and grunted, and Zoë's cheeks bulged as he shot his load into her mouth. Thick, creamy-white cum dribbled past her lips and down her chin. Zoë squeezed his sac gently, milking him of every last drop. As I recovered from my own climax, I heard a car outside. "Look out, it's your father," I jumped to my feet and looked out of the window. Sure enough, there was Brian getting out of the car. "Let's go to my room and clean you up," Zoë said to Scott, her speech slightly slurred by her mouthful of cum. I quickly got dressed and went downstairs to greet my husband. As I kissed him hello, it occurred to me to tell my husband what his family had been up to while he was at work. Not just yet though. Maybe next time. Dressing Up Stepping out from the shower, the steam from the hot bath smacking me in the face, I wrap a warm fluffy towel around myself, snuggling into it. Running my cheek over the soft fabric, I feel comfortable, pampered, and little. Giggling at that thought because standing at 5'7", 24 years old, I'm nowhere near little, yet the small girlish feeling lingers. Hmmmm... with a gleam in my eye, and an inspirational thought, I glance at my watch placed on the counter to see how long before he'll be home. Gauging about 45 minutes, I grab the bottle of baby lotion, pouring a generous amount into my palm. Placing my foot on the sink, I begin to slowly sooth the cream up my muscled leg, gently rubbing it into my tender skin. Sitting on the edge of the tub, I spread my legs wide, massaging the baby lotion into my bare pussy. Closing my eyes, my fingers running over the soft skin, I get a little shiver down my spine as I think I must look like a little girl. Squeezing the bare lips between my fingertips, I make sure the baby lotion is soothed into every tiny crevice. Squirting more into my palm, I smooth it up my tummy, around my soft belly button, over my hips, and up towards my breasts. Circling the pink lotion around my nipples, I close my eyes in pleasure as I pinch the strawberry tips, tugging on them gently. Glancing at my watch again, I quickly sooth it over my arms, finishing the lotioning. Grabbing the baby powder from the cabinet, I leave my towel behind, heading into the master bedroom. Searching through my drawers, looking for that special little outfit, I finally locate it, hidden beneath my everyday pj's. Pulling it out, I hold the sheer pink babydoll up, the light from the open window swishing through the transparent fabric. Reaching into the drawer again, I pull out the matching sheer panties, the endless array of ruffles on the back, making them look like little girl bloomers. Placing the matching set on the bed, I stretch out in the middle of it on my back. Raising the baby powder above my pussy, I lightly begin to dust the powder over me with a naughty smile, so I won't get chapped. Soothing the light dusting softly into my skin, I roll over to my tummy, going up on my knees; my bottom thrust high into the air. Dusting the powder over my bottom, I feel naughty and innocent at once. Cupping my cheeks in my hands, I soothe the powder in, before reaching for the ruffled panties. Slipping them up my legs, over my thighs, I wiggle myself into them, soothing the ruffles up over my bottom.. a tiny part of my cheeks naughtily peeking out. Looking at myself in the mirror, I smile as the light peeking through the window highlights my bare pussy in the sheer panties. Picking up the babydoll by the thin straps, I ease it over my head, the lose fabric flowing around my hips, showing the ruffles of my panties to perfection. My full breasts, hardly belonging to a child, stand firm against the fabric, the strawberry nipples very clearly visible. Walking over to the dresser, I brush out my reddish blonde hair before pulling it up into two pigtails, completing the little girl look. Twirling before the mirror one last time, I giggle as I take in myself - I look like a little girl playing dress-up. Glancing at the clock, I start walking slowly down the stairs as he pulls into the driveway. Walking into the door, placing his briefcase and laptop in the chair, he looks up at the steps, as my bare feet are the first to appear. Pausing at the bottom of the stairs, I glance up, as if by chance to see him standing there, and take off for his outstretched arms. Lunching myself into them, I wrap myself around his body, rubbing against his suit. Planting sloppy kisses all over his face, he hugs me close, inhaling the sweet baby scent. Moving me with him towards the couch, he softly whispers in my ear, "How's my little girl?" Straddling his lap, bouncing excitedly at having him home, I grab onto his shoulders, as I look up at him shyly through my lashes, whispering, "fine." Chuckling softly, his big hands soothing down my back, he reaches up, tilting my chin, placing a light kiss on my cheek. Moving his hands down to my ruffled bottom, he asks, "What did you do today?" Puckering my bottom lip, "I had to go to that boring place today," looking down as I say it, fiddling with his tie. Titling my chin to look up at him again, he says softly, "Did you wear your panties?" Blushing a deep pink, I hide my face on his chest, saying in a little girl voice, "No." "Ahhh.." he mummers, sliding his fingers to the front of my panties, easing them down inside. "Did you wear your skirt?", he asks, as his finger soothes down my lips. Blushing again, I whisper, "Yes." Chuckling softly, he whispers against my cheek, his finger finding my clit, tapping it, "That's my good little girl." Slowly circling my clit with his hard finger, causing the little bud to swell, he whispers in my ear, "Did you get as wet there as you are now?" Riding against his finger, his other hand working down my ruffled bottom towards my little puckered asshole, my breath catching hard in my throat, as I stammer, "Ye... Yes." "Did anyone see the little stain on your skirt?" he whispers. Blushing again, hiding my face on his chest, I manage to whisper, "I think my boss did." Sliding his hands out of my panties, he eases the babydoll over my head, tossing it over his shoulder, cupping my breasts in his hands. Pinching my nipples in his fingertips, tugging on the soft strawberry tips, he goes on gently, "Did you let him have a peek?" Running his hands down my sides, he settles me firmly on his hard cock, rocking me slowly against it. Lost in sensation, my eyes closed, I let out a startled little yelp as his mouth closes firmly over my nipple, sucking hard. Moving both hands back into my panties, he urges, "did you?" Shaking my head back and forth in denial, gasping loud as his thumb runs down the soft spot between my ass and pussy, he continues, "I bet you wanted a hard cock in you, didn't you, my little slut?" Nodding my head rapidly, crying out as his finger slides deep inside of me, I gasp another, "Yes..." "You wanted to suck that hot cum, didn't you, little girl?" licking up the side of my neck, as his fingers fuck me, stretching the tight little pussy. My head rolling back on my shoulders, lost in the pleasure, as his hard cock teases between my thighs, his fingers driving me closer and closer. Deliberately circling my clit in small tiny circles, he continues, "You want that hot cum dripping out of you, little girl, don't you? Running down your lips onto your breasts... you can almost taste it, can't you?" My breath coming harder, eyes glazed over in passion, I gasp out a "Yes", as he urges me to cum, "Cum for me baby, cum on..." Pinching my clit between his fingertips, lightly rolling the hard ball between his fingers, "Cum on baby.. cum on..." Riding that hard wave, I let myself go, secure in his arms, my orgasm catching me hard, exploding through my whole body as I soak my little ruffled panties. Totally relaxed against his chest, he gently rubs my back as he whispers, "Did my little girl enjoy her orgasm?" Dressing Up Can Be Fun I write for fun only so please excuse my poor English, spelling mistake and bad grammar. Saying that I do enjoy writing even though the Turner prize will never be awarded and my wife loves to read the raunchy tales I put her in... thanks for those who took time to vote and for the nice comments. For those who sent abusive ones... ho hum. It was really a silly game of dare & double dare that led the four of them to get together in full costume attire. It was even more interesting when each outfit was picked by the other people, but it would certainly be interesting as it proved. Angie had picked Phil's outfit as a Navel Officer and he was resplendent in white trousers, jacket and braided hat - very much in the mode of officer & a gentlemen. Michelle on the other hand had picked Andrew to be a butler, which was no doubt due to the fact that she hoped to be able to order him about and command him to do anything!!!!. However Andrew had the last laugh when he requested Michelle to be dressed as a French maid, which wasn't too much of a problem as she already had a very skimpy maid's outfit which she had worn before. The only problem was that it was near indecent and the bodice was all but see-through and the skirt barely covered her thong covered bottom. The stockings and suspenders finished the outfit off as did the impossible high heels that gave her a sexy and teasing gaunt as she walked. Angie was unsure what she was going to be told to wear and after much soul searching by Phil opened the envelope to read that she should come dressed as a naughty nurse complete with white fishnets, white high heels and a small transparent white thong. As the meeting was not for another week each couple had ample time to arrange their respective outfits and as Phil & Michelle waited for Angie & Andrew to arrive, it was all Michelle could do to stop Phil taking her over the dinning room table, as the maids outfit left nothing to the imagination. Her pert breasts and hard nipples struggled to stay in the apron and every time she bent down the skirt rose to reveal the black thong which in itself was near see through and just about hid her trimmed and shaved sex. Of course Michelle knew just how to play Phil and bent and moved in such a way that she knew his cock would be aching to be released and sucked. Before any further action could take place the door bell rang and Phil went to answer it - as he greeted Andrew he kissed Angie and took her coat. His jaw dropped when he saw just how sexy she made the nurses outfit look. The tight fitting white uniform emphasised her wonderful breasts to perfection but it was set off by the length of her dress which only came level to the tops of her white fishnets. Angie smiled as she saw his reaction and as they entered the lounge Andrew was equally gobsmacked by the erotic sight of Michelle stood bent over adjusting her levante black seamed stockings. He watched as her hands smoothed over her calf before delicately re-fixing her suspenders. The guys were like kids in a sweet shop and as drinks were served they were given various flashes as the girls skirts and tops fought to protect their modesty. As they sat at the table Andrew commented on how well the French maids outfit looked and Michelle rose from her chair and went to re-fill the glasses. When she returned she carried the wine bottle and came over to Andrew. He swivelled on his chair so she could sit astride his legs and slowly lowered herself down onto his lap, ensuring his straining cock was pressed directly against her own sex. Michelle smiled and ground herself down, positioning herself to get maximum contact and grinned, as Andrew looked at the flimsy material that was covering her eager pussy. The black material was pulled taught and deliciously bit into her sex valley as she rocked up and down, until she found just the right rhythm and her clitoris was brushed by his trouser clad cock. Michelle closed her eyes and Andrew brought his hands up and cupped her breasts, releasing them from the starched uniform before bringing his lips to suck and lick her nipples. Michelle threw her head back and sensed the onset of an orgasm, and as she turned her head she saw Angie and Phil locked together. They had watched the approach by Michelle with interest and when she strided Andrew, Angie had stood and sat on Phil's knee with her back to him so they both watch the action. The fun in watching them was helped somewhat when Phil's hands ran up Angie's sides and gently pulled the nurses uniform to waist level leaving her exposed and fully showing her hold-ups and tiny thong. As their eyes took in the sight of Michelle rocking up and down and Andrew licking her nipples, Phil's hand began to rub Angie 's inner thighs until his fingers gently brushed against her dampening thong. Lu moaned with pleasure as his finger ran over her outer lips whilst being covered by the thin strip of the thong and was desperate for the same fingers to enter her. However Phil moved his hands and circled her bra less breasts, tweaking and pulling on her erect nipples through the ultra thin material. Angie by now could feel his hard cock straining against her bottom and wriggled feeling its hardness move between the semi naked cheeks of her behind. The action was moving on a pace but just as the real fun was to begin a knock was heard at the door and whilst Michelle tried to ignore it, Phil said it may be important. Reluctantly Michelle raised herself of Andrew's lap and looked hungrily at his staining cock before heading to the door, she stood behind it but the full length glass panels silhouetted her outfit off as she inched it open. The man introduced himself as James and passed a card to Michelle - it simply said 'for Michelle and Angie - enjoy. Phil & Andrew '. Puzzled she looked up again and James smiled and stepped inside obviously knowing the layout of the house. Michelle followed him to the lounge and was surprised to see only Angie standing there looking as surprised as Michelle at the blonde hunk stood before them. James, at 6ft 2 and muscular built, explained that he had been booked to dance for them and although he appreciated the effort they had made in dressing up for the next 3/4 hour he was to perform for them. The girls grinned at their devious other halves and Angie, knowing the guys were encamped in the kitchen took James through to the new extension, which was overlooked by the kitchen window, giving the guys a birds eye view on the performance. The two girls sat down as James put his CD on and soon the heady beat of music filled the room, the lights were dimmed and James began his well practiced routine. His dinner jacket was slowly removed and his gyrating hips mesmerised the ladies, taking hold of Angie's hands he motioned her to undo his bow tie before spinning away. Michelle was next and he grabbed her hands and pulled her up before holding her tightly against him. His manicured hands ran down her stocking clad legs and his fingers teasingly played with the lace tops before she slowly began to unbutton his shirt buttons. As she stripped him of his shirt he pulled Angie up and told her to unzip his trousers, which she slowly did inch by inch until the zipper was right down. As he stroked her back through the nurses outfit she gasped as his cock released its self from its confines and poked through his fly at her. Both girls watched as James took hold of it and it grew and grew before for their very eyes, before he quickly undid his trousers leaving him naked and very erect. Michelle & Angie caught Phil & Andrew watching with an amused grin on both their faces and decided to teach them both a lesson by giving them a show they wouldn't forget. Michelle excused herself and nipped upstairs to get baby oil and some of her battery operated toys which she quickly brought back down only to see Angie knelt down in front of James and licking and sucking on his impressive manhood. Both of her hands encircled him and with each stroke her ruby red lips engulfed his cock, taking him deeper and deeper with every pull. By now Michelle had knelt down beside Angie and both girls licked along his shaft one at each side, certain this was something the watching guys would dream about for a long time to come. James was in heaven and pulled away only to be pushed back onto the sofa where Angie descended on his cock again. Her dress had ridden up exposing her firm bottom and white stockings and Michelle began to drip baby oil over her bottom before running her hands and massaging it into her soft skin. Angie & James moaned at the attention they were getting but Michelle's next trick was to pull out her rabbit and tickle it over Angie 's thong covered sex. Angie pushed back eager to feel the plastic cock inside her and Michelle sensing her need coated it with oil and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. Angie 's hand dropped between her legs and pulled the material to one side allowing easy access for Michelle to fuck her in this wanton position. And that's just what she did, with an every increasing action until the rabbit brushed excitingly against Angie's clit. The rocking of her body and sucking on his cock made for just the right action and Angie arched her back releasing James and cried out as her orgasm washed over her pleasure soaked body. Angie flipped over onto the floor and laid there legs spread as she recovered her pose and composure, before glancing up at the kitchen window and seeing Phil & Andrew silently clapping her performance. As she winked at them she turned and pushed Michelle forward, not that she needed any encouragement. She slowly walked towards James her French Maids outfit ousing sex appeal and turned and bent over clearly showing him her bottom and covered sex. Angie wasted no time, and poured a generous amount of oil onto her bottom and slowly rubbed it into her as James watched lustily on. Angie 's fingers edged down until they slipped inside her thong and her oiled fingers caressed her trimmed sex turning her pussy into a hot bed of passion. Michelle gasped but Angie continued and slipped her knickers off directly in front of James, who by now James was fit to burst, but the girls wanted to tease him and the other boys a bit more yet, so with Michelle bent over Angie lightly licked her tongue over Michelle's sex. Michelle groaned as the very tip of her tongue flicked against her clitoris and Angie inserted first one then two fingers inside her wet and willing pussy, and expertly massaged her inner pleasure spot. The feeling of being used by Angie was overpowering and she bucked back to gain maximum contact with Angie 's fingers, until she shuddered as she came impaled and on view to the voyeurs. Michelle's eyes opened and saw the guys clearly massaging their cocks at the show they were seeing, before she mouthed to them that she was going to fuck both of them later on. After that Michelle went rigid as the second wave of pleasure went through her and begged Angie to stop as she fought for breath. As she came back down to earth James was still sat rock solid with his oiled hand rapidly masturbating his cock. Michelle and Angie took over, and each of them used one hand to continue his self loving until James eyes shut tight not quite believing that a sexy nurse and maid were both wanking him off. This proved too much and he exploded his seed, pumping it out as the girls delicately milked him dry. The girls giggled and helped him get dressed before pushing him out of the door and then marched into the kitchen, both eager to be ravished. Michelle was first to speak and said she wanted to experience two men at the same time, and Angie agreed, so Michelle suggested they all go upstairs and her and Angie stepped into the shower and turned it on. The water ensured Angie 's dress became fully see through and the white material contrasted wonderfully against her erect nipples, Michelles flimsy uniform clung like a second skin and left nothing to the imagination as her soaked stockings enveloped themselves against her legs. Next thing the boys had to enter the shower and the large cubicle was filled with clothed wet bodies. Phil and Andrew spun Michelle and Angie round and standing behind them ran their hands over their wet bodies - Andrew's hands cupped Michelles breasts as Phils hands caressed Michelle and Angie 's sex. All four of them were highly charged by the fore play they had watched and the girls gasped as Phil's fingers entered each of them. Slowly he finger fucked them until Michelle turned round and directed Andrew to undo his wet trousers releasing his cock into her hot wet hands. She knelt down and took Phils cock in her mouth whilst she asked Andrew to fuck her, and soon her fantasy was being played out with Andrew pounding into her from behind whilst Phil was being sucked off. Angie stood watching with her own hands plunged into her own wetness until she wanted some of the action and the men obliged by turning their attention to her willing body. They copied the move Michelle had enjoyed, and Angie was clearly enjoying the stroke play of Phil whilst Andrew was treated to Lu's wonderful fellatio. The Girls dresses were by now totally dishevelled and they took on the appearance of high class hookers as they slipped and slided around the shower cubicle. Michelle took Andrews hand and led him to the bedroom where she stripped off and flung her self on the bed legs spread. He wasted no time in joining her and plunged his hardness in her dripping sex. Michelle raised her legs forcing him deeper inside her and her hand caressed her clitoris as they mated. Michelle and Andrew drove on knowing the finale was coming and as Michelle came, Andrew withdrew and came over her glistening body before they both collapsed on the bed. Meanwhile the shower scene reached its own conclusion with Angie 's breasts now fully exposed and with Phil's hand tweaking and caressing them Angie sunk her herself down onto his cock until she rested on his pubis. Then they both slowly thrust - speeding up until both were moaning with adject pleasure and Angie was sent over the edge when Phil rubbed her hard clitoris with every thrust she made. Not content with that Angie was manoeuvred until Phil could bring his lips onto her well oiled sex and his tongue darted between her lips as the water poured over them. Deeper and deeper he plunged his tongue until it was replaced by two fingers and as he massaged her she cried out as she came not once but twice. As the four of them cleaned themselves up the girls decided on a meal out and sent the guys out whilst they slipped into something erotically revealing... but that's another story.