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I made my way around in my business trips and found myself back at the hotel of the wonderful party.  I looked in the lounge and the spa and workout areas but didn’t come across my friend Jim.  There was no sign of Derek or Will either.  Maybe they just came to the hotel for the party.  I had made some other contacts while there years ago.  They had told me that the party was held every 3rd Friday of April.  That was this weekend.

I decided I wanted to get a little bit more dressed this time, as opposed to the appliqued pink panties from before.  I found a beautiful bra and panty set that was of very vintage style.  They were of a very sheer pink material like in drapes, and while the bra didn’t come in my cup size (A of course), the panties were full briefs from the bottom of my butt cheeks to well up along my torso. I donned them under my slacks and polo.  To go with the vintage look I added a 6” wide garter belt with 6 clips.  The width helped with keeping my tummy a little flatter.  After I had shaved and depiloried as much as I could, I slid a $50 pair of vintage style back seam stockings up my legs.  They were new manufacture but had very little stretch nylon/polyester in them and had a 5” wide plain knit top.  They were marked with the makers name and style and size.  Just like my grandmother and mom would have worn in the 40s and 50s.  I carried a pair of 40s style peep toe heels in a small bag.

I walked to the elevator and met the operator.  I presented him with the requisite tip and he greeted me with perfect hospitality.  We rode to the appropriate floor and I thanked him for the ride.  He replied in kind.  I stepped off the elevator and was met by the doorman.  It was a different guy from 2 years ago but he was dressed the same.  He seemed younger than the first man and he certainly looked scrumptious!

I took the folder and found my way back to the changing room.  I quickly slipped off my drab outer clothes, got the heels from my bag and slipped my feet into them.  I grabbed a can of dove spray deodorant in a frilly floral scent and gave my denuded pits a little spray.  Also in the bag was a tiny bottle of cologne that was dabbed on my wrists and my smooth hairless chest.  Returning them to the bag, I was ready to head out.

I made my way into the crowd of cross-dressed gentlemen and walked towards the bar.  I ordered a diet coke, and asked for a cherry as well.  I stood there against the bar and admired all of the beautiful people.  A couple of attendees had garter stockings and belts on in the same general style as mine but were obviously of a newer fashion sense.  The stockings had lace tops and were probably thigh-high stay ups with the silicone bands.  The clips on their garters looked like plastic and the bras which were all too big for them cup wise still looked rather full because of their padding.  Most had some sort of thong or g-string panty which did very little to contain their penises.  A young buck came up to me and introduced himself as Jeremy.  He had a black lace teddy on, over a pair of completely sheer to waist medium tan/brown pantyhose.  He complimented me on my heels, legs and panties.  He sympathized with me over the fitment of my bra saying “It seems all of the pretty bras are way too small in the band or have the wrong sized and shaped cups.  Yours is very pretty though. It looks like a great match to your panties.” I thanked him and said they were bought as a set.  I took the time to tell him I thought his teddy was just tight enough to present a nice smooth look across his body.  I said, “Im sure it fits right through your fanny to give you great separation too.”  Jeremy replied “It DOES!” as he pirouetted, giving me a glimpse all the way around his fit body.  He asked if I was here with anyone and when I replied that I wasn’t, he held out his hand and asked “Would you like to join me?”  I took his hand and he led me to a secluded couch.

We sat beside each other and he crossed his legs towards me and put a hand on my knee.  I loved how it felt to have him do that.  I turned into him closer and we made small talk.  His teddy had 80s style lace around the leg openings and the front had snaps that ran from the neck to about his belly button.  As we talked, I reached and unsnapped the first closed fastener.  We turned closer to each other and I unsnapped the next one.  This continued until I was all the way to his waist.  Jeremy leaned into me and putting an arm around my back, pulled a flat chested nipple of mine into his mouth.  He suckled it and the bra, flicking at it with his tongue until it was erect and plump.  He placed his other hand on my hip and ran the material of my garter belt and panties through his fingers.  I was thoroughly enjoying his touch.

I placed my hand on his hip and felt his silky-smooth thigh.  Careful not to snag the lace on his teddy, I slipped my fingers under the leg opening to feel his tummy.  His **** was quickly hardening and I helped to adjust it as it moved on its own to gain room to grow.  I stopped him and then used both hands to open the teddy the last couple of snaps and then down between his legs, allowing his plump manhood to flop out.  His pantyhose were crotchless.  It was a beautiful piece of meat and about 4-1/2” long.  What it lacked in length it certainly made up for in thickness.  Nice and full!  I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and began stroking it gently.  Jeremy sat back and spread his legs a bit more, to allow easier access between them.  I spit on the tip of his purple helmeted rod and used both hands to spread it around for some lubrication.  I started pulling down on all sides with my fingers laced then relaxing my hands and starting at the top again.  I continued that until a felt a little twitch when I changed up the motion putting my thumb on his little nerve spot under the head.  I alternated rubbing and pressuring it for a bit then stood up, turned and put my pantied ass against his face, and again wrapping my hands around his member.  I was pretty well hidden, being bent over in that manner so I flicked my tongue against his fleshy tool.  I stayed bent that like for a moment and swirled my tongue around the glossy tight skin of his head.  Pumping with my hands, I slipped my mouth over that head and licked a tiny dribble of pre-cum before giving a good strong suck.

Jeremy had reached under the straps of my garter belt and pulled my panties out from underneath it.  I stopped long enough to tell him to not unhook my stockings because they were very delicate and prone to running.  He obliged and pulled the panties down only to the tops of my stockings.  As I resumed playing and discretely sucking his manhood, Jeremy took the opportunity to run his tongue under my balls up to my hairless brown eye.  I twitched at the probing and pulled up off his ****.  He put both hands on my hips to steady me and we repeated that action again.

After several good slurps on his meat and him tonguing my *******, I stood up and turned around.  I reached under my garter to pull the sheer panties down.  My barely concealed **** was now fully in the open and was getting pretty plump on its own.  Jeremy reached up for it with one hand and spit in the other before moving it to the underside of my shaft.  He stroked me with both hands wrapped around it for several minutes before pulling me towards him.  He moved his hands back to my hips and pulled my **** to his face where he promptly opened his mouth and swallowed me nearly balls deep.  Just then a man dressed very similarly to the doorman walked up and in a stern voice said “there is to be no bare back.”  Jeremy released his oral grip on my **** and leaned back.  Grabbing a condom from the bowls he quickly opened one, rolled it down my dick and resumed blowing me.  Covered blow jobs typically don’t do much for me but this was a good one!  I let him know he was doing a wonderful job and he responded by swallowing my entire 5” meat popsicle down to what would normally be my muff; I was of course shaved clean!  It tickled his throat and when he coughed a little, it contracted against my **** head.  I sat back down next to him and reached for his shaft while he held mine.  I said, “I’d love to turn around for you.” To which he repositioned himself behind me.  Before standing up I carefully unhooked my stockings from my garter and gently slid the delicate nylon down my legs before stepping out of my shoes to remove them.  I unhooked the garter belt as well and stepped back into my heels.  With just the wispy panty between his manhood and my waiting hole, I kneeled down on the couch and waited for his penetration.  Jeremy didn’t keep me waiting long.  He produced some lube from somewhere, drizzled it in my ass and pushed right up against me.  He slid his warm meat in past my sphincters and ended up with his plum against my p-spot.  My own **** gave a few hops and twitches as he started deep and slow.  I could feel the ridge of his head sliding past my interior muscles as he gradually increased the intensity of plowing me. He stayed slow and deep and I relished every second he took in entering me. With every tap against my spot, I got a twinge in the head of my ****.  It soon was feeling warm and my skin, tight.  If I wasn’t already on my knees leaning against the back of the couch, I would have fallen over, it was that intoxicating.  I found myself pushing back against his penetrations, trying desperately to get him deeper.  His hands on my hips, caressing me under my panties.  My head was beginning to spin.  I cried out to him that I was in trouble and needed to cum. His response was to push a little harder at full stroke which tantalized me even more.  Jeremy was very adept at ****ing and I was sweating.  All of a sudden, I convulsed and my load just ran out of my **** like a hose without a nozzle.  I was cumming and cumming and my panties were of no use in soaking up my nut.  When I tightened up, Jeremy held me tight and pushed as best he could, his hot meat against my prostate. I think I could feel him flexing his **** but I’m not sure I was truly conscious.



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