Transvestite Tomb Raider (part two)
By Sasha Steele
One of the higher cells of the Echelon Group showed an interest in a scientific expedition to an uncharted Island in the Arabian Sea. The Bureau wanted to know why. The expedition, LISA as it was named, was jointly sponsored by the Royal Anthropology Society (RAS) and the Lord of Caulton. The archaeologist the RAS had chosen for the expedition had for some unknown reason suddenly become unable to make the trip. The Bureau's mole in the RAS recommended that Professor Amantra Faux fill the vacancy. The society was thrilled that someone of Professor Faux's expertise was able to fill in at the last minute. So Amantra found himself on a plane heading to England.
The main group overseeing the Lisa Expedition consisted of seven people; the director of the RAS, Lord Caulton (there simply because he had money Amantra suspected), the German symbolist (who the Bureau had asked Amantra to try and get close to), a biochemist, the head guide, an Indian logistics manager and Amantra. Amantra was to find out why Echelon had placed the German symbolist in this group and other wise to just enjoy the expedition.
Arriving late Amantra took a hotel for the night in London. Next morning he was taken by cab to Caulton Manor where a few social activities of the privileged class had been planned before the seven members of the LISA Expedition's control group got down to business. Amantra was greeted by Lord Caulton who introduced the other members of the group. They exchanged pleasantries over lunch and a few drinks then were shown to rooms to freshen up and prepare themselves for the afternoon activity.
Amantra had never ridden a horse and wasn't about to start, but had to admit that he looked damn sexy in the tight fitting fox hunter's outfit he had on. The beige color riding breeches were so tight they seemed painted to his flesh. The seat was pulled up tight in the crack of his ass and followed its round curvature perfectly. His beautiful cock had never been so much on display in any other pants he'd worn as it was in these breeches. It looked absolutely massive hanging better than half way down his heavy-set thighs. The material of their penis pouch showed every sensual detail of Amantra's massive cock and huge balls.
The beige riding breeches had wide belt loops through which was threaded a thick black belt. With the belt done up in place Amantra's breeches rode high on top of his large backside, over the swell of his thick hips, around and under his pot belly, snugged under there against the swell of his fleshy pubis mound. Shiny black riding boots with thick high heels and a slight platform sole were pulled up nearly to his knees.
Over top of the white silk brassier that matched his panties Amantra wore a white silk show shirt with a choker collar and a short waffle neck tie made of the same white silk material. Over it he had on a red hunter jacket with a short coat tail that sat against the top of his ass and flared slightly over the top portion of his hips. Buttoned up the jacket fit tightly to Amantra's heavy torso.
Amantra's hair was pulled back in a long braid that hung three quarters of the way down his thick back. It was tied up with a black velvet ribbon. His eye makeup was dark, lips and nails red. He wore a modest amount of gold finger rings and earrings. Amantra looked sexy alright. Admiring himself in the mirror he felt a twinge in his cock. He pressed a hand to it. That felt so good but Amantra knew he must control himself.
They were taken by land rover to the stables and entered the tack shed for refreshments. The tack shed was more like a million dollar house with a fully stocked bar and a hoard of servants. Amantra had told Lord Caulton on the drive there that he preferred not to ride, which as it turned out, suited a few other members of the group as well. Including Lord Caulton himself. They would instead stay at the tack shed, eat, drink and party before going back to the Manor House in the land rover. Amantra had a sneaking suspicion Lord Caulton, who couldn't keep his eyes off Amantra's crotch, had not rode but stayed back at the tack shed simply because Amantra had.
The minute Amantra had put on those breeches he wanted to pee in them. After a few drinks he really had to go. Excused himself to the bathroom, but walked right past it and into the stables. Like the tack shed the stables were more like a millionaire's house. By the time he found a suitable spot to pee Amantra was clutching his big semi hard cock. He had to go that bad.
He spread his legs and assumed a slightly squatted position with his hands on his knees. He leaned his head forward in order to watch as he wet in his breeches. Amantra released his hold, held his breath and bore down. Then sighed with relief as he started to pee. His beige color breeches
penis pouch saturated turning them dark at the end of his cock. The wetness wicked upward before a stream broke through.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Amantra hummed as he pissed himself.
The flow lasted a minute or so before finally abating. Amantra dried his cock pouch with a tissue. Tossed it in the puddle. He was somewhat concerned about the semi erection he had. Hoped it wouldn't be so noticeable by the time he rejoined the group. Was thinking that it wouldn't as he walked back. Then he ran into Lord Caulton.
"L-Lord Caulton," Amantra stammered.
"I thought I had better check on you," Lord Caulton said.
Lord Caulton's looks were fair with a pretty face and shapely though somewhat pudgy body. His blond hair was tied with a black ribbon in a short pony tail. He was dressed in dazzling white equestrian jodhpurs and a navy blue crown show coat. Like Amantra he wore a black belt, high black boots and a white silk blouse. The penis pouch of Lord Caulton's jodhpurs stood straight out with a full erection of his eight inch cock. He took Amantra in his arms and kissed him full on the lips. Amantra responded in kind.
Lord Caulton pressed his hand to the growing bulge in Amantra's breeches. "I will of course need to see this in the flesh," he said.
His Lordship then set to the task of unzipping Amantra's fly and releasing his pantie clad cock through the opening. By the time he wrestled of of its pantie penis pouch Amantra's massive cock was fully erect.
"My word, it is a monster!" His Lordship said as he ran his hand down its full length. "Come along, my dear, we must examine the phenomenon more thoroughly."
Lord Caulton took Amantra by the hand and led him into a sitting area situated between the stables and the tack shed. He sat Amantra down in one of the plush leather chairs. Amantra laid back with his big legs apart. Lord Caulton sat on a stool in front of him, took Amantra's monster in hand and started masturbating him.
Amantra moaned his pleasure as Lord Caulton jerked him off. His Lordship used Amantra's own precum to lubricate his shaft as he continued to stroke him rendering Amantra's cock rock hard. Amantra tilted his head back against the leather chair and drew in air through clenched teeth creating a hissing sound. The neck and head of his cock glowed a bright red as the itchy heat built up to a turning point where Amantra had to cum.
"Ahh, Amantra mouthed. "Oh Lord Caulton you're going to make me cum."
With that revelation His Lordship's hand work more feverishly. Yes he certainly would make this big beautiful archaeologist cum.
"Ahh, ahh, ahh. I'm going to...going to c-cum!"
Amantra's orgasm would have shot all over Lord Caulton had he not ducked in and taken the head of Amantra's cock into his mouth when he did. Amantra produced a lot of cum and His Lordship took all of it savouring its taste.
Lord Caulton licked Amantra's cock clean then rose to his feet. He freed his own throbbing member through the zipper opening in his jodhpurs. He knelt on the padded arms of the chair, placed his hands on its back and brought his hard cock to Amantra's lips. Amantra opened his mouth and Lord Caulton began to fuck it.
He fucked Amantra's mouth long and hard eventually bringing himself to orgasm. When he came Lord Caulton pressed his cock deep into Amantra's open mouth and he came against the back of his throat. Amantra had no choice but to swallow it all. Of course if he did have a choice he would have done the same thing anyway.
They tucked their spent cocks back in and straightened out their clothing. Amantra found it more difficult to do so than Lord Caulton who had lend Amantra a hand to get the job done.
"Well then," His Lordship said, "shall we rejoin the others."
When the riders returned they all trekked back to the Manor House were the guests reposed to prepare themselves for the formal dinner party with all the fancy trimmings to properly kick off the LISA Expedition.
End of part two.