I looked around the apartment happily, the candles in the room giving off a nice glow. I knew what I was going to do tonight; I was going to really entertain my longtime boyfriend. Since him and I met three and a half years ago he'd been obsessed with my feminine body, my long red hair, and my girlish figure.
I'd never really cross-dressed much before I met him, but I made it a habit to try it once in a while now when I'm alone in the house. After the first year I was sure we'd be together forever and I knew that he felt the same way when he asked me to move in with him. I moved in with him, and then I started cross-dressing. He never really knew about it, that I knew of.
After cross-dressing a couple times, I started noticing how right he was. I do look really good in dresses, the clingy material made me look smaller, and it made my pale skin look almost voluminous. I started noticing also how weird I felt in boys clothes, how weighed down and baggy I felt.
I started wearing dresses around the house when I cleaned while he wasn't home, and I always wear girl panties now, I told him that was because of him liking it. It wasn't all him, though. Secretly, I loved it.
I didn't know how he was going to take me cross-dressing for him. I'm not some little sissy bitch—okay sometimes I am—but only sexually. I can kick his ass even if I wear a skirt. But I wanted him to see how right he was, how sexy I actually do look in a dress.
I worked hard to get the house and myself ready for tonight. Up until this point, no one had ever seen me dressed up as a girl, and I was really second guessing myself. I had to have the house clean because I can't stand a messy house on top of everything else.
I looked at myself in the mirror, my red hair curled a little bit, and my green eyes have a dark ring of eyeliner around them, making them look darker. My cheeks were naturally red, not blushed. My pale skin looked almost like it is glowing, and the dress I was wearing curved with my body, fitting me tightly, yet just right. The dress sleeve comes off my shoulder, and exposes the skin there. It makes me look really sexy, and I liked it.
Neo has a kinky streak, he loves making me vulnerable, he loves degrading me, he loves making me completely mindless, and he just loves basically making me fall apart. I loved Neo when he was in full on Dom mode. He didn't get like that often, because I'm not submissive, but recently I'd been finding out more and more about myself... like the fact that I don't get off nearly as good as I do when he treats me like a slut. I loved it when he degrades me, and a part of me wants to tell him to do it more often.
Under the dress, my dick was wrapped up with a bow tied around it. I knew he'd like that, because he'd done it to me before. I decided not to even bother with panties, knowing they will just get in the way anyway, and that he'll just rip them off me... and break yet another twenty dollar pair of underwear.
I continued to scan myself, licking my dark red lips, and turning to the side. I looked at my ass in the black material; it is rounded and sexy, the material clinging to my body in ways that really accent it. The dress is short, not even meeting mid-thigh, about six inches up. My feet and legs look perfect, in the black heels I'm wearing. My legs normally look short in jeans, but in this outfit, my legs didn't seem to ever stop. I shaved every inch of my body before I got dressed, and I really look good tonight... really good.
"Sky baby, I'm home!" Neo called from the living room. I momentarily freaked out, but calmed myself down, and dimmed the lights in our bedroom just enough to catch his attention at the end of the hall. I crawled on the bed and sat in the middle of it, my legs open just a slight bit, teasing him a little. "Babe?" he asked, his voice closer to our room, and my heart started beating faster. I heard his footsteps in the hall, right by our room. "Babe!" he called, and opened the door to our room, and stopped.
He just stood there for a few minutes, his eyes wide, scanning over me, sitting on the bed in a dress and heels. I blushed furiously, suddenly not feeling so confident. It is too late to turn back now. "Sky?" he whispered, his eyes running over my body.
I nodded shyly, looking up at him. "Hi, Neo," I whispered back, looking over his suit clad body. Neo is a manager at a local retail shop, and he looks really hot in a suit.
"Am I really seeing this?" he asked me, taking a step closer to me. I crawled off the bed and walked to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. His hands come up and rest on my hips, his fingers touching my ass a little.
"Yeah, you are really seeing this," I answered him, and he smirked down at me. I looked up at him, and puckered my lips a little, and he smiled, kissing me softly.
"Damn babe, you look really fucking hot," he told me, examining the dress from the front, I blushed and pull out of his arms, turning around slowly so he can check me out fully. "I wasn't expecting this, but god, you look so good. I told you, you'd make one hell of a cross-dresser." He stated, quickly pulling my body flush against his.
"You were right," I admited, wrapping my arms around his neck. His hands come down my back, gripping my ass roughly. The dress is basically nothing, and that is all that is separating his hands from my ass.
"You look like a fucking model, I love this babe." He said, and I blush, pushing my ass into his hand. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, princess," he told me, and I whimpered automatically getting hard.
"Yes please, daddy," I whimpered out. He pushed me away and sat down on the bed in front of me.
"Daddy wants you to show off your sexy little body, princess," he told me, and I blushed brightly, looking at him.
I turned around, showing Neo my ass, and then I bent over a little, the dress rides up higher on me. It was just short enough to expose the curve of my ass if I moved the right way. I looked at him from between my legs and saw he was licking his lips, looking at me like I was a piece of meat. He really liked this cross-dressing thing I'm doing for him.
I stepped up my game and came face to face with him, sat down on the floor in front of him with my legs open, the light from the room leaves shadows in the right places, making me look like a mystery. "Daddy, I want you," I said sluttily, while looking up at him, desperate. I really didn't want to wait any longer with the teasing. I understood that he enjoys slutty cross-dressers dancing for him, but that'll have to wait, right now I just wanted him to fuck me. I couldn't care less where, or even when, I just want him.
He grabbed me by the hair, and pulled me up to him, his lips close to mine. "Little slut," he said to me, laughing. "You just can't wait to have your slutty little ass filled with my dick," he said, and I whimpered, nodding my head. He pulled my head back a little by my hair, and I whimpered loudly, loving being talked to like this.
"I can't wait I want your big hard dick in me," I whimpered out and he pulled my hair roughly biting into my neck. "I'm your little slut, daddy, I just want you to fuck me so hard right now!" I cried out, wishing he were inside me.
