Tony's Special Delivery

by: X. S. Sillke

 

 Pat 6 - Tony Solves the Problem

 

The remaining days of my weeks holiday seemed to fly past, crammed with the excitement of new experiences for us both. The day time was spent with me dressing and making myself up like a tart to excite Tony, using a variety of slutty outfits coupled with my heavy make-up I was regularly used by him for 'target practice', and he in turn used his very fertile and imaginitive mind to invent new and unique methods to drain my little sissy-cock of its goo. The night time was spent with the two of us sharing his big double bed, me dressed in my sissy pink undies covered with all the frilly bows including the pink seamed silk stockings and wearing my 'bedtime' make-up, often handcuffed to the bedrail whilst he either slid his rubbered cock between my heavily glossed shiny lips, delighting at the sight of my bright lipstick smearing down its rubbery length, or using my tight rear tunnel to gently satisfy his lust. Always culminating with us cuddled up together through the remainder of the night.

We made several more visits to the cliff-top car park, it proved to be the venue for some unusual and highly charged adventures. On one occasion I was reclined in my seat, gently tweaking Tony's rubber encased cock

with my gloved fingers, and he was giving my titties a good groping over my tight blouse, my legs were splayed as wide as the footwell would allow and displaying my black silk stockings with their taut suspenders. He was about to release my excited clitty from my tight silk panties when he noticed a figure in the rear view mirror.

He whispered to me to lay still as he thought we had a 'watcher' at the back of the car. He continued to pay attention to my wibbly-wobbly titties and instead of uncovering my clit he just rubbed his hand down between my widely spread legs, as if he were rubbing at my love-lips. He gave me a running commentary as the guy at the back of the car slowly moved closer, until he was actually standing at the boot and peering through the back window of the car, he had his cock out of his trousers and was wanking it as he watched Tony titting-up and rubbing-off his blonde tart, laying back with her legs wide open. He rubbed quite hard at my pantied 'lips', and had to tell me to slow down which made me suddenly realise that due to my excitement I was frantically wanking his rubbered cock. I slowed my gloved hand to a gentle pace as he continued to tell me what our observer was doing. From his position he would just see my blonde head, down over my silk covered titties to my widely spread legs in stockings and suspenders, and possibly just a hint of my tight black silk panties. Tony whispered that I must be turning him on as his cock was huge, which excited me, that he was really giving it a good hand-shuffle, and then that he had just sprayed all over the back window. He scurried away into the darkness and I turned round to see his spunk running down the rear window. Wow, he had done that looking at me ! I immediately sat up and buried my blonde-wigged head in Tony's lap, sliding his excited rubber cock between my shiny glossed lips and sucking for all I was worth whilst bobbing my head. It didn't take long before I felt him spurting into the rubber teat, feeling the warmth of his seed inside my mouth. Must have turned him on as well.

Another time he had got me all worked up and horny in the car, I was cuffed and he had removed my panties to allow my excited little cockette to poke through the hole cut in my black high-gloss tights. He made me get out of the car and watched as I tottered around the front of the car on my high platformed boots with my rubber covered cockette sticking out in front of me with my mini skirt rucked up around my waist, to stand by his window, where he gently sucked at my sissy-cock through the open window. My heavily made-up long lashed eyes were nervously looking all around, my heart pounding, very aware that my gloved hands were handcuffed behind me and feeling very vulnerable. God, I couldn't believe it, I was standing outside the car in my stilt heeled boots and shiny tights with my rubbered willy poked through the window for him to suck on. It was good ! Sooo good ! The risk factor always added to the excitement.

Tony excelled in finding different ways to use my sexy silk clad body to generate the relief of his horny cock, he often squirted down inside my silk stockings, over or inside my silk or satin panties, over my tartily made-up face, and particularly enjoyed me tossing him off over my high-gloss black tights, he loved to watch the spunk running down the shiny glossed surface. I loved being used in this way, an object of desire, used to satisfy him. He was equally ingenious in perfecting methods to milk my sissy-clitty of its goo. There was the time that he covered my little cockette with several silk stockings and two pairs of silk panties, this was designed to make my sex-piece a comfortable fit into the tube of the hoover, which he then switched on and gently moved to and fro along my clitty until it had successfully sucked all my sissy-goo into the multi layered silk cocoon. Gave a whole new meaning to doing the housework ! He revelled in making me squirt inside my panties or making me use the rubber dolly to gain my relief, and he gained his revenge for my inspired 'nylon encased' wanking that I gave him by putting me in a similar position and making me spurt my warm goo all over my own heavily made-up face. There was also the time we were snogging in the car, and I stopped and applied several layers of my pink lipstick to his lips, and then recoated my own. That was incredible, not only did he look quite cute in pink lipstick, but the slippery sensation when we kissed nearly made me come in my silky panties. Together we took sexperimentation to the limit, and thoroughly enjoyed the journey.

It was my last day at the Holiday Park, and it was with a heavy heart that I started to dress myself as Tony's tart for what would probably be the last time. I wasn't sure how I would cope with returning home and reverting to my boring male self after the events of the past week. I had donned my brown curly shoulder length wig, going for the 'big hair' look, my long false lashes were in place bordered with generous eyeliner and I had gone for sparkly silver eyeshadow applied up to eyebrow level, a dark maroon cheek blusher and several coatings of cherry red lipstick. I picked out a black front fastening bra which struggled to contain my false silicone titties, deciding that stockings would be ruled out due to wearing the polo-necked sleeveless tight lycra mini dress that only just covered my bum, I slid my black high gloss tights up my legs followed by a tiny pair of white satin panties, finding that I had to push my excited clitty back through the hole in my tights to be contained by their denier as the panties were far too small to keep it under control. Struggling into the tight lycra mini dress I added my 6 inch heeled platformed boots and my favourite black lycra shoulder length gloves. Pausing to add the assorted bracelets and bangles to my gloved wrist I then fastened a deep velvet choker around my neck which, coupled with the polo-neck, practically covered me right up to my chin. Checking myself in the mirror confirmed that I passed the 'tart-test'. I felt a little better, it may be the last time, but I was definately dressed to thrill.

I tottered out through the lounge to the kitchen with my now familiar short stilted strides, still excited by the wobble of my titties with each step. I opened the back door and leant in the doorway looking out at the woodland beyond when Tony suddenly appeared around the corner, his face breaking into a broad smile when he saw me. I stepped outside to meet him and he leant forward to kiss my cherry red lips, pulling me in to his body as my gloved arms curled up around his neck.

"Hi sexy, you're looking hot, so sexy and foxy. C'mon, I've got something to show you."

"I'm made-up for indoors Tony, I can't go out anywhere with this face on."

"Yes you can, its only just down the lane, and you're our only guest now, everyone else has booked out."

He grabbed my gloved hand and led me round towards the front. His arm slid round me and fondled my bum cheeks as I tottered along the path with him. His car was parked right outside. I struggled into the seat and couldn't prevent a flash of white panties in the process due to my micro mini skirt. He drove down to the Reception Block and pulled into a small track that ran directly behind it. We followed the track for about five hundred yards before stopping in a parking bay in a wooded area. We got out and he guided me through a little wooden gate, I followed him along a narrow concrete path until suddenly, there before us was a double mobile home unit. Tony ushered me up the steps and in through the front door. He then guided me round from room to room, acting like an estate agent trying to sell me the property. It was spacious and the master bedroom was an absolute delight, with every added extra that you could think of, but I couldn't see the point of this tour.

"Why are you showing me all this Tony ?"

"Because I am going to be interviewing later, we need another staff member, and this unit goes with the job."

"And ? You want me to dust and hoover it for you ?"

"No, I haven't exactly been 100% honest with you. I used to live here, and the cottage up the road that I told you went with the job, well that wasn't a lie, because it does, but I'm not the receptionist, our regular receptionist was off sick when you booked in, I was just covering."

"So what do you do that warrants a rent-free cottage ?"

"I own the Holiday Park Tammy, I inherited it from my parents about eight years ago. The job interviews are for a Marketing Manager, it will be easy enough to run a computer cable up here from Reception and install a terminal in here. I am converting the old stable block and barn into a Conference Centre during the winter months, so I need someone to do the marketing for me, not just the conferencing but the Holiday Park as well. You have been in marketing since you left school haven't you ?"

I was standing in the middle of the room, and my mouth wouldn't work. Tony walked over and cupped my jaw to gently push it upwards, I suddenly realised I was standing there with my mouth wide open.

"Think about it, you would be working up here in private, and all the work is either on the computer or the telephone, people you are talking to won't know if you are sitting here in a pin-striped business suit or stockings and suspenders and high heels with bright red lipstick. Its made for you - its made for us. Of course, when I am interviewing, if one of the applicants was a sexy little tart with a micro mini skirt and they gobbled my cock for me, it would carry a lot of weight in their favour. Great career prospects, if they slept with the boss, well, the sky is the limit !!"

My head was still spinning, standing on my stilt heels in front of Tony, I slowly sank down onto my knees, my gloved fingers grappling with his trouser zip I released his rampant cock. Tony pulled out a condom and slid it over the tip of his cock, I ever-so-slowly rolled it down his length with my lycra encased fingers, then looking up at him I slowly licked my heavily glossed bright red lips before slipping his rubbered length between them. I sucked as I had never sucked before, looking up at him from under my long false lashes all the time, and he gazed down savouring the sight of my heavy make-up, he started to thrust at the bright red lips that were pleasuring him.

Tony groaned, "That will be a yes then ?"

 

THE END

 

 

 

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