Closet crossdressing goes very wrong, or did it?

Dressed in private but I have to answer the door for my neighbor. It turn out to be a very naughty afternoon.

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Dressing

I've go the the house to myself every Tuesday. I take it off so I have one whole weekday to enjoy myself. I get up early and explore the closets and dresser drawers for the sexy underwear there. My X galfriend thought when I'd buy her lingerie it was really for her, but I always buy it little too large, just my size, so it fits me well. I never had sex with her very much, because I'm a gay sissy wannabe, and she was a little chubby and mostly a bitch. I found her stash of naughty toys she would pleasures herself with. I took a few. I like to use those on Tuesday's too. Well, enough about her. She's long gone. But I have the lingerie she never fit into, and all of the toys.

Today I'm fitting into a tight virgin white teddy and girdle. A sexy long white Playtex girdle with garter straps. I most always wear suntan pantyhose but I still love the look and feel of the garters hanging under the girdle. I pulled on a pair of granny panties first. Heavy white nylon panties with a wide, thick cotton crotch panel. I use these because they fit tight and when I shove a dildo in my ass, they help to hold it in. Today is a long thick butt plug with no tapers or bulges. Just a long straight rubber plug about the size of a typical cucumber. It has a wide base so you can sit on it, pushing it all the fucking way inside. OH! I let out a little gasp when I pushed it in. : 0

Under the teddy, for a nice looking chest line, I'm wearing a black lacey sports bra made for a gal with a 40 inch chest and D cup boobs. I have some breast forms made of silicone rubber. They bounce when I move. Very sexy! To complete the feeling of being sexy, submissive, vulnerable and available, I strap on a collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, and hang a ball gag under my chin from the strap wrapped around my neck. Earlier I've pinched my nipples with two very painful plastic clothespins and wrapped my little package up with rubber straps and a cock ring. The huge rubber dildo is shoved in and secure for the duration of my playtime. Distractions like that keep me from cumming too soon. And when I do, WOAH! 

I'll pop the ball tightly into my mouth as soon as I start moaning, just before I cum all over myself. I record myself both with video and the audio turned up with my phone close to my gagged face, trying to scream with the rubber ball in my mouth. It's pretty embarrassing. I'd never share any of that with anyone. But it's all very, very fun!

Today is dark and gloomy outside. Raining a little. I'm comfortably and securely hidden in my room, blinds closed, music on, finishing my outfit. I like to look in the mirror when I'd dressing and playing with myself. I set the phone up on my nightstand and start rubbing my tits. The thick rubber boobs tightly wrapped in the lace teddy and sports bra feel amazing. But, every little push and squeeze it agitates the clips on my nipples. I think for a moment I should take them off, but I work through the uncomfortable pinching, remembering it's all about fucking with myself for a good time. The feeling of a collar buckled tightly around my throat and the look and feel of the wrist and ankle cuffs pinching my skin adds to the experience. I squeeze the boobs harder. I love the way they feel in my hands. The clips twist harder, stinging my nipples even more. I surprise myself with a reaction to the stinging pain. "Fuck!" My cock twitches. Mmmmm, perfect! 

I insert the ball and strap it tightly into my drooling mouth. I buckle my ankle straps together, giving me a better feeling of being helpless and vulnerable. Then my wrists. It feels so different when the bindings are locked together, making immobile. But my hands still have plenty of work to do.

I work the boobs, try to cry out,  and take the pain for about 15 minutes. My cock is rock hard, purple, from being wrapped with rubber straps and the tight rubber cock ring. My ass is so fucking full. I can feel the girth spreading my ass wider than any one should be spread, filling me up. The tip of the dildo is poking so deep inside me, inside where no one should ever feel. I grab the boobs again and twist them in the bra. The clips do their job, stinging me harder than ever before. I jump with the pain, twisting the dildo into another never reached erotic place inside me. My cock is leaking, purple and red, pulsing and bulging. I bite down on the ball gag.

I'm drooling all over myself, trying to spit through and around the tight rubber ball as I gasp and try to say "Oh Fuck Me!" The collar tightens as I try to cry out. I'm breathing hard and I can feel it fighting back, as it's supposed to. I'm waiting to touch my cock head. I know as soon as I do, I'll explode. I want to enjoy this as long as possible. So I delay.

Drool is running over my chin and down the front of my pretty white teddy. I hear my gagged, sloppy mouth try to make some sort of desperate cry for help. "Mummphhh!!! Mummmpphhhhh!" In a shrill, high pitched little 'schoolgirl squealing' sort of sound. I'm so fucking ready!

The door

I'm cringing and crying and sweating, drooling and blurting out shrill little moans and squeals. I can see in the mirror how red my face is. I slowly wrap my fingers around my little pulsing cock. The straps are holding everything inside. I tickle the tip, waiting. I hear myself squeal again. 

Knock, knock, knock..."Bill! What the fuck? Answer the fucking door!"

Well, I almost fell off the bed. He must have been knocking for a while, but I wasn't hearing it. Jerry from next door says hello from time to time, but we aren't friends. I quickly release myself from the cuffs, pop the ball out of my mouth, and pull on a long sleeve T shirt and sweats, not thinking of much else. I don't plan on opening the door, so I scuffle out and ask what the fuck he wants. 

"I was walking by and heard some commotion. So I peeked in and noticed you, well, like you are. I was wondering if you wanted any assistance."

"I don't need any help, Jerry. Please go away."

"Really? I'm sort of an expert in that field. I may be able to help."

What the fuck? My mind was spinning. Help me? An expert?

"What do you mean, and expert?" I can't believe I asked that!

"I'm a domme. You know, a bull? You've had to notice I have a visitor from time to time. I can show you. Right now. As a matter of fact, you have to open the door, right now. Do it. Open the door, Billy."

He was very direct, assertive, and very convincing. I don't know what came over me. I unlocked the door and let it slowly swing open. Jerry reach through the doorway and slipped one finger through the ring on the front of my collar. He pulled himself in close to me, kissed me on the lips and said: "Get back in your fucking bedroom, bitch."

Jerry knew his stuff. At least he did up to that point. How the fuck did I let him in? How did I let him kiss me? I've never kissed a guy. 

I find myself on my knees with my hands cuffed behind my back, with his 8 inch long, hairy, fat cock in my mouth. His hands were all over my cute teddy and bra. My nipples were on fire, my ass was still plugged and full as could be, and his cock was tickling the back of my throat. 

"I always knew you'd make a good little cock slut for me, you fucking little bitch." He said with an almost angry voice.

He grabbed me and came with a moan, a laugh and a big sticky load. I did what I could do swallow it, but most of it ended up all over my face and the front of me. Jerry released my cuffs, thanked me politely, and quietly left. No other conversation. 

I look at myself in the mirror. Covered in drool and his cum. I looked down at my pathetic little cock, still hard, as it is wrapped in tight rubber straps. I reached down and touched the tip. I suddenly came all over my bedroom floor. 

It was a very interesting afternoon.

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