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The Cindy Triology

 by X. S. Sillke

  

(1 - A Date with Larry)

(Part Two)

    

I was suddenly awoken by a knocking at the door, which silently swung open to admit Minnie, looking immaculate in her shiny maids dress with its flouncing petticoats and high stilletto heeled court shoes, and carrying a large silver tray. She clicked her way across the room to place the tray on the bedside cabinet on Larry's side of the bed. I suddenly realised we were laying completely uncovered and struggled vainly to pull a silk sheet over to cover my silk augmented body, but failing miserably I just lay my head back on Larry's chest, thinking what the hell, too late now.

"Morning Meester Gregson, Mees Cindy. 'Ope you have good jig-a-jig. I put head tablets on tray too, in case you have the bangeeng in the 'ead. I cook you sometheeng when you get up, yes ?"

"Thanks Minnie, I'll let you know."

My eyes went like saucers beneath their long lashed coverings. Good jig-a-jig ? Did she mean what I thought she meant ? Cheeky mare ! As she clicked her way back across the room and out the door I raised my head and looked indignantly up at Larry. He was smiling

"She likes you babe. When she doesn't approve of someone she blabbers away at them in her native tongue, smiling pleasantly at them all the time whilst calling them pig-whore bastards of dubious parentage. She likes you, she spoke in English. Well, her version of it anyway."

Not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not, I let it pass. Looking up at Larry I noticed that he probably had more of my lipstick around his lips than I had left on mine.

"God, I bet I look a mess, good job this wig is meant to look tousled."

"You look just fine babe, I was just laying here thinking how nice it would be to wake up to see your pretty little face every morning, even with the smudged lipstick, it gives you a sexy 'used' look."

"Mmm. Well I have definately been used. Most delightful it was too."

It was at this point that I noticed that we both still had our rubbers on, Larry's semi hard cock laying across his thigh with its teat full of liquid, and my own length standing to attention with the full teat waving at the end like a flag of surrender. I couldn't resist, my silk gloved hand sneaking down to tease his gorgeous rubbered length. He moaned softly at my ministrations, and within a minute he was also standing to attention. I just had to have some more of that, it was too tempting. I knelt up beside him on the bed and brazenly pointed my bum at him.

"Oil me up Larry, I want some more of your lovely cock."

I felt the cool liquid poured down my crack and gasped as his fingers worked it into my tight channel, enjoying the sensation as the digits worked in and out. My own rubber was nearly bursting now. Satisfied with his efforts on me, he poured the oil over his own length, gently working it down the rubbered sides. I twisted around and sat astride his midriff, my tautly suspendered stockings rubbing either side of his body, before slowly lowering myself down onto his huge pole. OOohh. It slipped in so easily, I continued lowering until he was in up to the hilt. Beautiful. Felt so good. I started to ride him, softly at first, and then building the rythym. Oh yes. Good. So good.

"Do yourself for me Cind. I want to watch you wanking your own willy you sexy little bitch, tweak your little cockette off for me babe."

As I rode up and down on his length, my false titties bouncing inside my red satin bra, my silk covered legs rubbing at his sides, I reached down with my silk gloved hand and grasped my own rubbered excitement between a silky finger and thumb and began to tweak it, the already full teat swinging about wildly with my riding motion. He stared up at me whilst I rode on his cock and blatantly rubbed my own cock for him, drinking in the sight of this heavily made up tartlet totally abandoned in the throes of lust. It was too much for him, I felt his cock twitching deep inside me followed by the surge and warmth of his emmissions. I continued to ride whilst I finished myself off, abandoning the finger and thumb I gripped my cock with my silken hand and lewdly wanked myself off under his groaning gaze. I was there, coming, now........we both watched as another load spurted into the already full rubber teat. Oh yes, oh yes. Heaven.

A knock on the door was followed by Minnie click-clacking into the room, stopping by the door to take in the sight of me sitting astride Larry with his cock firmly lodged in my bum and my own cock waving about in front of me with its overloaded teat. I glanced over my shoulder at her from beneath my heavy false lashes.

"Ooh, so sorree to disturb you peoples at the wrong minutes. Phone call for Mees Cindee from Cleeford. I tell heem you ring back when you come back to earth, yes ? So sorree you both."

With that the door closed again as we both fought to restrain our laughter. What else could you do ? I lifted myself off his still impressive length and collapsed alongside him, still giggling.

"You are one sexy little tart, that was quite something Cind. Wowee."

Larry slid off the bed and made his way to the ensuite. A few minutes later I heard the shower start. I lay there enjoying the afterglow, not even attempting to analyse the situation, just knowing that it all felt right. My mind drifted back to the drawing on the computer, idly wondering if I could carry off that character, I enjoyed being a tart but would I get the same pleasure from being a sissy-boy ? Would the same buzz be there ? Mmm, food for thought. One thing I did know was that I had thoroughly enjoyed the spate of blatant exhibitionism that I had just performed. Knowing that my crude performance was turning Larry on had given me a real buzz. He returned from the shower at that moment and threw a white silk shirt on the bed beside me.

"There you go Cind, if you don't want to get dressed up again for a while, you can lounge around in that."

I made my way to the ensuite whilst Larry started to get dressed. Stripping off completely I managed to find a shower-cap which I pulled down over my eyes to protect my long false lashes, having suddenly realised that I didn't have any glue with me to repair any damage. After a long soak under the warm spray I donned the towelling bathrobe hanging on the back of the door, and set about replacing my make up, copying Sammi's design from the previous afternoon. My technique was not as good as Sammi's, but the finished product looked pretty good, well, good enough to cause a stirring inside my bath robe. I returned to the bedroom and started to dress. First the tousled blonde wig, the red satin bra with the perky silicone inserts, the broad red satin suspender belt, and deciding on a new pair of black lace topped seamed silk stockings, I had just finished fastening them to the taut suspenders when there was a knock on the door. Minnie clicked her way into the room in her proficient manner, carrying a pair of red patent double ankle strapped high heeled shoes.

" 'Ere we are Mees Ceendy, if you want to try theese on to save the putting on of your loveely kinkee boots, they save the ankle acheeing for a leetle while, yes ?"

Not waiting for a reply, she knelt down in front of me and slid my stockinged feet into the shoes and started to buckle the double ankle straps. Satisfied with her efforts she stood up again, suddenly noticing my erect member pointing to the sky.

"There we goes, preetty good fit, yes ? Ooh Mees Ceendy, you gone and got all exciteable again, here I feex for you, make you calm ladee again."

She clicked over to the dressing table and returned with a handful of tissues, and then taking one of my discarded black silk stockings from the bed, she put her hand into it and slid it up her arm, and without further ado gripped my swollen cock and started to gently tweak it, holding the tissues in her other hand. I stood open mouthed as she gently rubbed away.

"There we go, soon have you nice and reelaxed again Mees Ceendy. Know what it's like, eevery morning as soon as I slip the seelky stockeengs on - then 'boing' - eet pop up all hard and excited. I have to do this eevery morning before I feeneesh the dressing. I geeve you nice seelky winking with the stockeeng, yes ?"

I think she meant silky wanking, but this was not the time to correct her pronunciation, as she expertly brought me to a climax, her silk covered fingers tweaking me until I spurted into the tissues with a loud groan.

"Oohh lovelee Miss Ceendy, you feel better now, yes ? You ever need the meelking, I happee to do it for you. I veree good with the sucking to, if you prefer that you just say and Minnie do a vacuum job for you, yes ?"

With that she slipped the silk stocking from her arm and returned it to the bed, clicked across the room and disposed of the soggy tissues in the small bin and tip-tapped her way towards the door, leaving me standing with my glossed lips still wide open.

"Err, Minnie........well er...thank you for the 'meelking'......."

"That OK Mees Ceendy, aneetime, I happee with my work, yes ?"

And with that she was gone. I sat down on the bed and tried to work out exactly how all that had just happened. Jogging myself from my reverie, I searched around the bed to retrieve my red satin panties from where they had been tossed the night before. Sliding them up my silk sheathed legs before slipping into the white silk shirt that Larry had left me. I looked in the mirror to see that my bright red undies showed through the material quite clearly but that it was a bit more respectable than my leather mini skirt as it actually covered my stocking tops. I tottered on my newly acquired heels out to the kitchen where Larry was reading the paper and sipping coffee.

"Ah, I see Minnie managed to find you some shoes, and they match your undies too. Thought you might be a bit more comfortable in them for a while rather than your gorgeous boots. Come and have a coffee, what do you want to eat ?"

I declined the offer of food but gladly accepted the coffee. Minnie clicked her way across the kitchen in her heels and with her flouncy mass of petticoats with a cup and poured me a coffee, before clicking her way back. Mmm, she did have good legs, sheathed in their shiny silk covering, and I could imagine a pert little bum beneath the collage of petticoats. My mind pondered whether the tits were real or not. Mmm. But back to more mundane things. The computer image of my identical twin had been bothering me all night.

"Larry, are we on the verge of becoming an 'item', or am I being too romantic ?"

"I certainly hope that we will become an item babe, after last night I can't imagine life without the sexy Cindy in it. You are all my wet dreams come to life."

"Well, not quite ALL of them, I've been thinking about the sissy thing. However contented we become with each other, unless you have tried that you will always be wondering. Sooo, if you can get hold of the required items of dress, I will give it a go. I'm not promising anything, I love being a superslut but I don't know if I can play the sissy convincingly, but I'm prepared to give it a go as a treat as long as I can be my usual slutty self between sissy sessions. What do you think?"

"I think you are so, so special Cindy. Come round here and sit on my lap so I can smudge that lovely lipstick again and we'll talk about the first thing to come up !"

I clicked my way around the table and realised I was already starting to come up ! The outcome of our snogging was me being bent over the table while Larry enthusiastically took me from behind. Not sure exactly where Minnie was during this coupling, I was too engrossed in the sheer enjoyment of being used again by my man.

 

Still to come..................the Sissy Sexperiment !

  

  

  

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