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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Scarlett and Valentina had removed all of Scarlett's fancy dress and fetish outfits and hung them up around the room from the picture rail. I was given the important task of choosing which one for each of the girls for tonight's party at the club. After careful deliberation I chose a French Maid outfit for Valentina because of her accent, even though it was Spanish, it was very saucy and reminded me of Yevette from the 80’s sitcom Allo Allo, which I used to watch as a spotty teenager and am sure it is where I got my French Maid fetish from! Scarlett's outfit was chosen for purely selfish reasons as I love her in stockings and Uniform. She would be going as a sexy Police Officer, wearing a uniform which bares no resemblance to any female police officer I have ever seen, but it had a peaked cap, handcuffs and truncheon, which was really a long black dildo in disguise. The girls shoo’d me away insisting they get ready in peace so back down stairs I went.
After yet another eternity I received a text from Scarlett “We are ready for you now!” Very abrupt I thought so I ignored the message knowing only too well there would be another one in a few minutes time wondering where I was. Sure enough true to form another ping on my phone, “Are you coming up or what?” Slowly I trudged up the stairs, deliberately making a stomping noise with each step. I finally reached our bedroom door and knocked, before entering. The lights were off so I flicked the switch for the big reveal. There they were standing in all their glory, smiling and obviously waiting for my reaction. “Fuckin' Hell” was all I could muster. Scarlett had worn the French Maid outfit several times for me but tonight Valentina owned it and looked the part. Her hair was curled into ringlets, in pig tails dangling down onto her bare shoulders. The black patent leather spiked heels, sheer black stockings and white garter belts made me go weak at the knees. Scarlett Had her hair straight, in a ponytail dangling from the loop at the back of her cap. She had black fishnets on which moulded to her gorgeous legs and drew the eye right up them from her black lace up stiletto heeled boots that finished just below her knee all the way up to the hot pants she was just about wearing. Her cuffs and dildo truncheon hung from a belt loosely draped around her hips. On closer inspection I noticed that the fishnet material was also covering her bare belly between her hot pants and cropped black shirt with sewn in star on her left tit. She had a body stocking on. I was in heaven!
“We have an outfit picked out for you too”, came a voice from somewhere, which snapped me out of my daydream. “What?” I said looking bewildered, “What do you mean? I will just go in my dinner jacket and bow tie as usual, you can’t beat the James Bond look.” They looked at me, Valentina said “oh no not tonight. It is a fancy dress party and my first ever fancy dress party in a sex club. Tonight we want you to dress how we want you to dress.” The look of confusion on my face must have spurred Scarlett on into the big reveal. “We want you in this outfit” she pointed to a bright red pvc nurse uniform. Before I could say anything she jumped in “we are both in uniform, it’s only fair that we carry on the theme and all three of us go in uniform, after all you know how much it turns me on when you wear my knickers for me when we go out, this is just an extra few things that will turn me on even more.” I could see in her eyes that she was desperately trying to persuade me, to show off to Valentina that we have a very very liberated outlook on life, but this was taking it a little too far. The extent of my cross dressing thus far had been wearing her knickers, swapping knickers and briefs and putting on her tights on various occasions when we had been out in town and totally pissed. “Please just try it on, it probably won’t even fit you. I know I was big when we bought it but I don’t think I was as big as you.” I reluctantly agreed to try it on but was adamant that if I looked a tit in it it was coming right off. They both squealed with laughter and jumped at me, helping me off with my clothes. “Now go jump in the shower and we will get the rest of your outfit ready” Scarlett said with a wicked glint in her eye. What the hell had I agreed to? There was no going back now. I just had to pray that the damn thing wouldn't fit.
I had a quick shower then tentatively walked into the bedroom. The outfit was laid out on the bed, with white lace shortie knickers, suspender belt and white stockings. “You have been a busy pair haven’t you? Ok let’s get this over with so I can get my Tux on” I said. They picked up a stocking each and sat me on the end of the bed, lifting up a leg each, which tipped me back slightly. They stretched the nylon slowly up my legs and I pointed out that my leg hair was showing and looked ridiculous, they just carried on. When they were on I was helped to my feet, the suspender belt attached and they both kneeled in front of me to attach the clips to the stockings. My cock was rock hard. Scarlett kissed the tip of it making a bright red line of lipstick encircle my japs eye. “Mmmmmmm I knew you were enjoying what we are doing to you” she looked up at me with a smile. Ii couldn't deny that I was horny as hell and really turned on at the attention they were giving me. The lacy knickers were put on me next, then they both got up to admire their handy work. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, yes I looked a twat! Now for the moment of truth Scarlett said as she lifted the pvc uniform up and slipped it over my head. I couldn't believe it, it was going on me. Tight across the hips but the pvc had a lot of give in it and it slid into position and the back zip was yanked up before I knew what was happening. “Awwwww fuckin' hell Scarlett you can’t make me walk in the club like this. There are going to be people there we know and I will never live it down” I pleaded. “Stop moaning, we are going to a fetish night of fancy dress, you would be more of a tool in the damn tuxedo!” She snapped. I like my tuxedo and I look good in it, I thought to myself. “We need to put high heeled shoes on you” she said. Ahh I had forgot about that. She is a good two sizes smaller than me and I can’t imagine Valentina being any bigger seeing as though she had already worn a pair of Scarlett’s ankle boots. “What have we here” she said as she removed a box from her wardrobe. It contained a pair of black leather high heels, which looked a lot bigger than hers. “These should fit nurse” she said. “I bought these ages ago when I had an Idea in my head that I was going to try switching and domme you. I was going to make you wear them and stockings for me in bed as I fucked you with my strap-on, but I bottled out from asking you if you would be game for it and they have been in there ever since.” I looked at her, she had a tear welling up in her eye. I decided not to pursue the matter tonight but it would be discussed soon. I lightened to moment with “never mind the bloody shoes, where’s this strap-on you were gonna use on me?” I said with an enthusiastic smirk on my face, rubbing my hands together in glee. She burst out laughing, which set Valentina off too. “Ok Scarlett you win, we will all go to the party in our uniforms and have a great night of fun”
God only knows what the taxi driver must have been thinking when those two sex bombs walked gracefully out of the house with me stumbling between them….. |
