CrossDressed and Creampied

Standing by the bed looking down at my things. I was still stunned by the events that just happened. Midnight? This was going to be a long night.

I always get very exited when I dress, knowing I am going to be her little slut; she is very aggressive and plays the part of Dom extremely well. But this was going to be the hardest 6 hrs I have ever had to wait.

I drew a nice, hot, scented bath and climbed in, and took my time shaving everything smooth. Fantasizing of thing to come, with every stroke of the razor it was all I could do to not touch myself. As I stepped out of the tub, the precum was oozing out and I was cleaning it up with my fingers thinking of how Tara was going to taste with Tim's cum in her.

Tim was about 6 foot and weighed around 170 pounds, very much in shape, and has had it bad for Tara from the first day she started her job. She would always come home and tell me about him and all his flirting. She has always been open with me about how good looking she thought he was, and when she had me dressed up and in her control, she would tell me how she would like to fuck him and how much she wanted his cock in her pussy filling her up with his cum.

Time was going by faster than I thought it would. I was putting on my makeup, with my lips bright red, long lashes, light brown eyeliner and natural skin tones for my face. Looking at myself in the mirror thinking of Tara fucking Tim, I could see them entangled in passion with Tara screaming, legs wrapped around him pulling him into her pussy as he cums.

Trying to calm myself down, I started to dress. The soft silky feeling of my lingerie was different this time; I felt more like a girl than I ever had. Seeing my reflection in the mirror, I could see why. I looked and felt more feminine than before. It seemed unreal in some ways almost like a dream.

Tara had taught me well; everything was perfect. She had turned me into a very sexy lover, and tonight I was going to be the slut and do everything she wanted.