My wife knew I loved to see her in her brown Danskin leotard. While she did look great in it, what really turned me on was the thought of wearing it. So soft and feminine, with a tight fit that showed off my curves.
One weekend when she was away I decided to spend all day Saturday wearing the leotard. I woke up early and put it on. I got amazingly hard, which threatened to ruin the look. So I grabbed a pair of her girdle briefs and put them on underneath, tucking my cock between my legs. Now I looked like a flat-chested girl, with my slim hairless body encased in the delicious material.
I tried to get some work done, but it was useless. I was so horny I couldn't concentrate on anything. I realized the only thing I wanted to do was suck some cock and feel a man's hands caress me in this delightful garment.
Being in Philadelphia, the only logical place to go was the Adonis theater. I slipped on a pair of my wife's white slacks and her flat shoes, grabbed my keys, and walked downtown to the theater.
It was thrilling to walk around with people staring at me in the leotard and woman's pants and shoes. It made me feel like such a sissy slut, and I got hornier and hornier as I saw people staring.
Adonis is only nominally a theater. On the first floor are three rooms with TV's showing gay porn with benches to watch from. But the real action is downstairs. It's dark, and there are large booths with glory holes but no doors. There are also two large areas which are even darker where a lot of public action takes place.
When I walked in and paid the clerk he asked me if I wanted to check any items. I smiled, and pulled the pants off over the shoes. I handed them to the clerk who whistled at me and said "looking good, gurl!"
I walked in in just the leotard and shoes, and headed straight downstairs. I went into a booth with no glory hole. I didn't just want anonymous cock; I needed a man's hands all over me. I stood there, playing with my nipples through the leotard and moving my hips around.
Thankfully I didn't have to wait long. An older man with a trim graying beard stepped into my booth and said "Hi, honey. What are you looking for?" I replied "You!" and stepped in to kiss him. He took the clue quickly, and I was in heaven as he ran his hands over my body.
He caressed my ass, nibbled on my neck, and drew me close to him. I reached for his cock and felt it was already hard in his pants. I undid his zipper and drew out a very nice cock, thick and not too long. I rubbed my leotard-clad body over his cock, and he made it clear he was getting more turned on. I turned around and rubbed my ass all over his cock. He put it between my legs and started dry fucking me.
I moved his hands to my nipples, and as he played with them and pulled them I thought I was going to cum. I realized I'd better get to business and knelt down, ignoring how gross the floor was. I took his cock in my mouth and proceeded to give him what I humbly believe was an amazing blow job. I slowly licked him up and down, sticking my tongue in the hole, and then taking it all down my throat. In and out, in and out I went, mixing speeds. I held him all the way in, and then would slowly pull back, holding the head in my mouth as I flicked it with my tongue.
It was clear he was ready to cum, and I was ready to swallow. But to my surprise he pulled out and sprayed his cum all over my chest, coating the leotard with white. Then, in another surprise he pushed his foot into my crotch hard. "Hump my foot, bitch!" he said.
I answered "Yes, Sir" and proceeded to rub against his shoe as fast as I could. He said "Play with your nipples, cunt. Hard!" As I did I knew I was about to cum too. He reached down, moved my hands and pulled my nipples hard as he was thought he was trying to lift me. That did it – I flooded the panties with my cum – so much that it leaked through the panties and leotard.
Spent, I sat on the floor for a few minutes as he zipped up his pants and silently left.
I decided to leave and recharge for a return visit later that day. I retrieved my pants as the clerk smiled at the cum all over me, top and bottom. I slipped on the pants and proudly walked the streets of Philadelphia in my cum-stained leotard.