Sorry for the absence! We've been rather busy. A new story series, I hope you all enjoy! Part 2 of Curiosity is on its way!
Enjoy!
Love
Anna
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A few weeks ago I'd received an invitation, an actual, old fashioned piece of card inscribed in silver ink, from my friends Shayla and Lulu. It read:
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Dear Anna
You are cordially invited to our annual Pride summer costume garden party on Saturday July 6th starting at 2pm. This year's costume theme is the animal kingdom.
Please feel free to bring a friend.
Love Shayla and Lulu
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I've known Shayla and Lulu for years and their Pride party is something else. Colourful, fun and always a wonderful crowd. I didn't have a girlfriend to take so I texted Shayla:
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Hi babe, just got the invite! Don't have a +1 so will just hope I get lucky! :) xxxx
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She replied almost immediately:
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No problem. Actually we've got a friend visiting who is also single so you never know... lol xxx
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I smiled to myself. Shayla and Lulu have been trying to matchmake me for ages. But, as she said, you never know.
I had to dream up a costume and decided I would go as a sexy vixen. I had spent the last few weeks shopping for an outfit I thought would work. It was, to be honest, fairly simple. A dress, a tail and ankle length red boots. I didn't need a bra and panties were definitely not an option, as you will discover.
It was finally the day of the party and I'd had a wonderful night's sleep. Just the thought of dressing up had made me very horny and I'd imagined how it would feel to walk into the party and be as on display as I would be. I had spent ages circling my clit and tweaking my nipples just imagining it. My orgasms had been intense and I'd finally fallen into a deep and erotically charged, dream filled sleep. When I awoke I'd showered and managed to give myself two glorious orgasms using the
pulse
setting on the showerhead. Going naked back to my bedroom I got all the parts of my ensemble and laid them on the bed..
The dress was very short, only just covering my modesty. It was fox red with a white patch on the front that made a heart shape framing my breasts and finishing just above the hem. The back of the skirt had a small cut in it that made a flap, which had given me the idea for the tail. I'd also found a headband with red and white fox ears. I slipped the dress over my head and put my arms into the half length sleeves.
Next I put the boots on. They had three inch heels and were very elegant. They weren't spike heels because we'd be in the garden a lot of the time and I didn't want to be sinking into the grass all the time.
I sat down at my makeup table and started applying my red eye shadow which matched the dress and boots perfectly. I touched up my red lipstick and used black mascara for my eyelashes. I smiled at my reflection. Getting dressed up often makes me horny, and today was no exception but I couldn't scratch that particular itch right now without messing up my outfit. Maybe I'd get an opportunity to slip away somewhere quietly at the party and relieve my tension. The thought of possibly getting caught is always a turn on for me.
I checked the time. I still had about thirty minutes before I needed to leave. I wouldn't put my ears and tail on until just before leaving so I went through to the kitchen and made a coffee. I sat on a stool, sipping my coffee, very aware of my bare bum against the surface of the stool and the tingles between my legs. God I needed relief, but the denial would just make it all the sweeter when it came.
It was finally time. I went back through to the bedroom and, sitting on the bed, arranged the ears on their Alice band, hiding the band itself in my long, strawberry blond locks. Now it was time for the tail. I picked it up and applied some lube on the plug. Yes, dear reader, I was going to have a vixen butt plug tail. I got on all fours and oriented the bushy tail so it would be up my back. I applied a little lube to my entrance and then placed the plug there, pushing in slowly, feeling it widen and stretch me. I relaxed and pushed slightly and eventually there was the satisfying feeling as it plopped into place. I was almost at a fever pitch of lust by now.
I slid off the bed and rearranged the dress so that the tail emerged from the little slit at the back. The tail is big, red and bushy. To ensure it stayed upright I got a safety pin and, reaching behind, looking over my shoulder in the mirror and pinning the tail about half way up. It almost reached the nape of my neck. Finally I was ready. I gave a slow twirl and was happy to see that it wasn't obvious that my tail was a plug.
I went through to the kitchen and picked up my phone. Using the app I booked an Uber and picked up my red, furry shoulder bag, dropping my phone and cards in. Realising I might have to refresh my plug at some point if I was going to have it in for a while, I went back to the bedroom and got a small tube of lube from my bedside drawer and dropped it in my bag. I wondered what the cab driver would think of my outfit. I got the alert that the car was a minute away so I got my house keys, a bottle of cold white wine from the fridge and walked out and locked up, dropping the keys into my bag.
The driver pulled up and I was somewhat relieved that it was a woman driver. She smiled as I climbed in the back.
"Fancy dress party?" She asked.
I returned her smile in the mirror. "Yep. I'm hoping to wow them with my vixen."
She started driving and said, "Oh, I think there's every chance of that. Very sexy."
I was distinctly aware of the plug in me and the fur tickling my bottom.
I swallowed. "Thank you. I've tried my best."
Ten minutes later we pulled up outside Shayla and Lulu's enormous house. I got out, being very careful not to flash anything, pulling the hem of my dress down as far as I could. I thanked the driver and she said, "Have fun!" before driving off.
I walked to the door and found it was open so I walked into their grand hallway, with its sweeping staircase, marble floor and large vases with a wonderful array of fragrant flowers. I knew the house well and could hear conversation coming from the kitchen. I walked through
As I said, I've known Shayla and Lulu for years and was even a bridesmaid at their wedding. Shayla is in her late thirties of West Indian descent and unbelievably elegant and beautiful with long black hair which she wears braided, adding little dashes of gold here and there. She has beautiful, big dark eyes. Lulu is a little older, of Middle Eastern origins giving her a beautifully exotic air. Her long, straight dark hair almost reaches her waist.
I saw Shayla first talking to a couple of women I didn't recognise. She was dressed in a sexy leopard dress that was knee length. Like me she had gone for ears as well. She looked stunning. The women she was talking to were both dressed in fawn, ragged dresses with antlers on their heads.
As I walked in, Shayla turned and looked at me, her eyes went wide and she smiled, walking over, giving me a big hug and a kiss on my cheek. She put her hands on my upper arms and pulled back, taking me in.