Amber Fountaine stories contain sexually explicit descriptions of consensual sexual activity and are not suitable for reading by anyone under the age of 18 or anyone offended by reading such material. These acts include gay and bisexual activity as well as water sports, diapers, cross-dressing and other fetishes and perversions that may please the author's whims. The characters in these stories are fictional, but are based on the author's true experiences, as well as the experiences of others he has met.
"Just like that you guys started living together?" Kathy asked.
"I think Miss Billi Sue skipped over a few things," Maggie told her. "Would that be correct?" she asked Billi Sue.
"Oh yeah," Billi Sue told them, pretending he'd forgotten. "I forgot you wanted 'blow-by-blow' details," he said, winking at Kathy.
"You don't have to describe each and every blowjob in detail. I just wondered how you let him know that you knew he wore diapers," Kathy told him.
"He knew exactly who I was as soon as he got the letter I had forwarded to him. But he didn't let on when I saw him at work; just kept giving me these funny looks that I didn't understand. I thought it was because we were both into crossdressing."
"You worked together?" Kathy asked.
"Not for the same company," Billi Sue told her. "Michelle - over there he was called Mike - worked at Apple and the company I worked for did a lot with them on programming. I was assigned to that account and I usually saw him at least two or three times a week. Before the night I ran into him at the TG Ball in Frisco, we'd talked about how high the rent had gotten in the valley. So we sort of picked up that same conversation and how we ought to find other 'girls' to split the bills. But we both had a bunch of time left on our leases so we didn't consider each other then."
"How did you get out of your lease?" Kathy wanted to know. "I've got one at school that I'd love to get out of."
"I don't know about here, but in California there was some kind of fair housing law that if you found someone to take up your lease so that the landlord didn't have to clean or advertise or loose any rent, you could transfer it. So after we found out we both liked to wear diapers on top of liking to be girls, we decided we had to move in together. May sound unusual, but we didn't have sex together until after we'd been living together for a while and then came up with the idea for the 'Clitty Club'."
"I'd like to watch you have sex with a man," Maggie told him out of the clear blue.
Billi Sue wasn't sure how to take that and decided to be flippant. "I'd like to have sex with a man while you watch," he said with a grin.
"Okay, it's a deal," she told him. "Who do you have in mind?"
Billi Sue told himself, 'You got yourself into this one big time loud mouth.' He tried to figure out what he should say or do next. At the moment he knew one guy and he was in Lockton and usually he couldn't get away long enough to come to Millburg. He was thinking that they would have to go there and meet him someplace. Or maybe go bar hopping and pick up some guy and that's not too safe.
When Billi Sue didn't seem to be forthcoming with an answer, the girls prodded him. Maggie began, "You're awfully quiet all of a sudden. You must know someone." Then Kathy added, "Yeah, by my count, you were up to 26 when you left California so there has to be two guys around here somewhere - unless you take kinky vacations."
Billi Sue had to laugh. Then he told her, "Right. On both. This is the only time I've ever been out to someplace in the local area dressed like this. But Billi Sue goes to Lockton and a bunch of other towns to let her hair down. And since I moved back from the coast, I've met a couple of guys in Lockton that are the only ones I've had sex with. One of them moved a few months back and the other guy is married and can't get out all that much. But maybe we could visit with him some time. And when I go on vacation - or some business trips as well - I usually spend all of my time like this."
"Diapers or dresses?" Maggie asked and when he told her, "Both," she was happy - very happy.
"So the guys in Lockton - how did you meet them?" Kathy persisted. She was going to find out as much as she could about all 28 guys no matter what!
"Just lucky I guess," Billi Sue answered, trying to be flippant again. The glare he got let him know that answer wasn't going to work so he decided to go into the kind of detail she seemed to crave.
Burnout was a common Silicon Valley side effect of the industry there. Bill Wilson had been given three major promotions, had a fabulous job with a six-figure income and should have been pleased as punch. But there had been something about turning forty in the near future that had touched off a sort of melancholia, creating a funk that Bill couldn't work his way out of. Billi Sue found an answer to the problem.
The answer, or what actually started Billi Sue thinking along the lines that became the answer, was the arrival of the quarterly Diaper Club Newsletter. Normally, Billi Sue read the articles, letters, and then flipped to the back to see if there were any new members in the area. But some strange act of fate made him look to see if there were any new or renewing members in the area where he'd grown up and sure enough there was.
Billi Sue had never had a moment of homesickness for his old hometown. Not long after he went in the Navy, his parents had moved yet again and then again and Millburg had become a closed chapter in his mind. But for some reason, seeing Toni's listing in the Diaper Club roster had gotten him thinking about Millburg and the good times when he'd driven into Lockton and how Lockton or Millburg would be a good location for the business he'd been thinking about starting.
He and Michelle had parted after Michelle decided to open his own business. He was so busy and spending so much time as Mike, that he just didn't have the time or energy to enjoy being Michelle any more. Billi Sue had bought the house they'd lived in and with Michelle gone, had sold it for almost twice what he'd paid, using that money to buy another house that was way too big for him. But like the smaller house, it had been a great investment. He also began to fantasize about having his own business, but not like Mike's. He wanted one with a much slower pace and most important, the freedom to enjoy dressing as Billi Sue. He was sure he could get away with it, living in Lockton, and Millburg was a good possibility if he was careful.
Lockton had good air service and the airport was out the Interstate toward Millburg. He was sure almost all of his business would be coming from out of state and a convenient airport offering connections to major cities was important. Still he didn't realize how seriously he was considering a move back there until he wrote Toni and told him he planed to move back soon. Seeing the words on paper was almost a shock. It was almost as if Billi Sue had made up her mind and Bill was just now hearing about it.
Even then it might not have happened if Bill hadn't had to attend a business conference in Dallas as a last minute replacement and decided if he worked it right, would have a couple of days to stop in Lockton to visit with Toni. Billi Sue packed her things in a separate suitcase for the sole purpose of becoming Billi Sue as soon as he could get away from the meeting. He always made his reservations in the name of "Billy Wilson' so that he could travel as Billi Sue if he desired.
Since it was a late decision, Toni hadn't been sure he'd be able to dress as Toni to come to the airport to pick up Billi Sue since Billi Sue wasn't certain when he'd get free and what flight he'd be on and Toni had some work scheduled. So when Billi Sue waddled into the Lockton airport terminal baggage claim area wearing a thick wet diaper beneath his feminine slacks and blouse, he wasn't certain if he'd be meeting the young lady in the picture or a man he might not recognize. He was genuinely surprised when what appeared to be a teenage girl tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Hi, I'm Toni."
In the bright lights of the terminal, under closer scrutiny, Billi Sue quickly added ten years to the appearance of the girl and realized it really was the same 'woman' whose picture he had in his pocket. The two had swapped a few pictures over the weeks they'd been writing. The pictures Billi Sue sent had been taken by one of his 'Valley Vamp' friends whereas all of Toni's looked to have been professionally done in a studio and were of the haute couture variety. So Toni's outfit of a jumper and softball shirt and hair pulled back into a pony tail sticking out the back of a large billed baseball cap caught Billi Sue completely by surprise. He loved the look and it was apparent to him that Toni was familiar with the entire spectrum of the clothing women wore.
After hugging like any two women would do when meeting, Toni helped Billi Sue get her bags out to his car and in the process, both had a chance to confirm the other was wearing a thick diaper.
"My diaper is soaked," Billi Sue told Toni without any preliminaries. "I've had it on since I got up this morning and I'm surprised the airline doesn't have a wet seat to contend with."
"Well we can't have you running around in a leaky diaper and I'm going to need a change too for a couple of reasons. As I told you in my first letter, I never wear a dry diaper so I'm sure I'm as wet as you are. And I've got about three hours of work I need to do later. I'll have to wear something a little more masculine and business like for this afternoon, but just until I finish. I have a wedding and reception to shoot in Sloan Valley."
"You're a photographer?" Billi Sue asked somewhat needlessly.
"Yep," Toni answered. "Mostly I do nature stuff but I've got a small studio in my home and do weddings and commercial work to keep the bills paid. Know enough about photography to pass yourself off as my assistant? You're welcome to come with me and you can wear what you have on," Toni said, and then teased, smiling, "As long as it doesn't leak".
"Could we drive through Millburg on the way back?" Billi Sue wanted to know.
"Sure. Unless you know a shortcut, I thought I had to drive through Millburg to get to Sloan Valley."
Billi Sue did know a shortcut and it was a good thing since they both knew that their diaper changing might take a while. As soon as they reached Toni's place, he told Billi Sue, "You're the guest so I guess we should change you first." Then he led him to the bedroom. "I'll show you the rest of the place later," he said, dropping to his knees to help Billi Sue step out of his flats and slacks. Under his slacks, Billi Sue was wearing two disposable adult diapers with baby print plastic panties over that. Toni snaked a couple of fingers through the leg opening and confirmed that Billi Sue was indeed very wet, letting his fingers linger to play with Billi Sue's scrotum. Then he pulled his fingers out and stuck them in his mouth, sucking it before pulling it out and telling Billi Sue, "Mmm, delicious. We're gonna have a lot of fun the next two days."
Billi Sue was concerned about Toni's bed as he was pushed back on it. "You might want to use a changing pad or something. I peed some more a few minutes ago and if I sit in this diaper, it's going to leak for sure. I've got pads, diapers, powder and everything in the larger, dark suitcase."
"Not a problem," Toni replied. "I'm all prepared. Let me show you." He reached under the bed and pulled out a large, thin, clear plastic box and set it on the bed, popping off the lid. "There's three of these boxes under there and each one on this side has a complete set of sheets and a spread. The mattress has a plastic cover and so do the pillows." As he was saying it he moved around to the other side of the bed and pulled out another plastic box. He popped the lid and pulled out a pre-formed diaper. "And I use these hand made diapers that Grace makes for me. I'll put one on you in a few minutes. When we're done playing, everything gets rolled together in the middle of the bed, sheets, diapers and all, and it goes in the washer in one load. It makes piss play so much more convenient."
That was all the hint Billi Sue needed. He took off his lavender print blouse and set it on the table next to the bed. He didn't care if his lingerie got wet, he had more with him and it was easy to rinse and dry. But he only had one dress and the one slacks outfit he wore when traveling as Billi Sue and would need to wear it again later. Assured that Toni wasn't concerned about getting his bed linens wet, he then lay back across the bed to let Toni change him. From the letters they'd exchanged, Billi Sue should have known Toni had no intention of just changing the wet diaper for a dry one.
As soon as Billi Sue's cock was exposed, it disappeared again into Toni's hungry mouth and went from semi-hard to rock solid in just a few long sucks, causing both 'girls' to grin with pleasure. In their correspondence, both had vowed to give the other the best suck of their lives if they ever got together. They were both avowed cocksuckers and couldn't wait to prove it. But Billi Sue didn't want to cum until he'd had a chance to savor the flavor of Toni's cock too.
"Why'd you stop me? I LOVE the taste of piss soaked peter," Toni whined when Billi Sue pushed him off his cock.
"My turn," he told Toni as he began undoing the snaps on Toni's jumper. "You're so damn good you were about to make me cum already and I want to taste your cock first." He was stripping Toni as he talked and quickly had off his jumper and plastic pants, coming face to face with Toni's thick soggy diaper.
Toni had described the cloth diapers his girl friend made for him. They were hand sewn using a combination of terry and diaper cloth, with multiple layers through the front and crotch and in Billi Sue's mind, almost a work of art. Billi Sue admired the wet diaper briefly before burying his face in the soggy cloth. Cloth diapers, he decided as he nuzzled the piss soaked material, definitely had an advantage when it came to sex play. Then he had the diapers unpinned and went after Toni's big 'clit' just as ravenously as Toni had gone after his.
When Toni got close to cumming, he tried to stop Billi Sue as Billi Sue had done to him. But Billi Sue was having no part of that. Pausing briefly, he told Toni, "Remember I'm the guest." Then he licked the length of the underside of Toni's cock and told him, "And this is what I came for." Before Toni could argue the point, Billi Sue had again swallowed Toni's cock all the way down to Toni's clean-shaven pubs with no intention of stopping again until he'd gotten the cream he craved.
And that didn't take long at all. He held the head of Toni's 'clit' just inside the ring of his painted lips and slowly stroked the shaft to be sure he got it all, letting the cum fill his cheeks, holding it all there until Toni began to soften. When Billi Sue refused to release his lip lock on Toni's cock, Toni was sure he knew what Billi Sue was waiting on - a piss chaser.
Toni's bladder wasn't all that full but he slowly relaxed to the point where he could give every drop available to Billi Sue and watched almost jealously as Billi Sue savored the combination of piss and cum, swallowing small quantities at a time to make the flavor last.
"Can you pee too?" Toni asked as they traded positions.
"Oh yes," Billi Sue responded as Toni's lips encircled Billi Sue's cock and the suction began.
Toni wasn't sure if Billi Sue was saying, "Oh yes," because of the pleasure he was giving his friend or that he was verifying that he had pee in his bladder. But Toni did know how to find out . . . keep sucking and wait . . . and he didn't have to wait long.
Then they cleaned up and put on the dry diapers that had been their excuse for going in the bedroom to begin with. Billi Sue was extremely impressed with the diapers that Toni's girlfriend Grace had created. For someone that didn't wear diapers herself, she seemed to be very aware of what was needed by those that did.
Later, in the car on the way to the wedding, following Billi Sue's directions to use the Old Clem exit and then take the Sloan Road as a shortcut, Toni explained more about his unusual relationship with Grace who it turned out was actually a cousin of some sort. "Close enough that we were almost raised together but I think if we wanted to get married we could," summed up his narrative.
In all of their correspondence, Billi Sue and Toni had never gotten beyond their mutual love of diapers, piss play, and women's clothing and telling each other of their past experiences and what they'd do to each other if they ever met. They'd skipped over things like employment and careers that most people make the number one part of their conversations. So it wasn't until his impromptu visit that Billi Sue discovered that Toni was self-employed and that's why Tony got to spend so much time as 'Toni'.
"I could probably go to this shoot as a woman but it's for a friend of a friend sort of thing and I don't mind dressing like a guy sometimes. Makes the times I get to dress as Toni all that much more exciting. Besides, you know I've got a diaper and ruffled panties on under my slacks and the diaper will be wet by the time we get back and we can play some more then."
Billi Sue wasn't worried about his ability to pass as a woman, having spent hours working on his mannerisms and speech. Still he limited his interaction with the wedding guests, helped Tony set up and take some of the shots at the church, and waited patiently while Tony took some additional pictures at the reception. They were able to get to Millburg with plenty of daylight left for Billi Sue to check out his old hometown.
"Looks like they've added a traffic light downtown and replaced the old water tower and that's about it," Billi Sue surmised as they completed their tour of Millburg.
"Is that good or bad?" Toni asked, adding more lipstick in the car mirror. He'd brought along the same clothes he'd been wearing to pick up Billi Sue at the airport and as soon as they left the wedding, he'd let Billi Sue drive and had changed from Tony to Toni.
"I'm not sure," Billi Sue said. "The population hasn't grown much so I expect it's mostly gotten older. I guess a lot of kids leave here to get jobs or more schooling and don't come back like in most small towns. But it's kind of laid back and I like that too."
Then on a whim, he pulled into a convenience store that had opened between town and the Interstate and asked to use the phone book. When he got back in the car, indicating to Toni that he should resume driving, he told him, "I wanted to look in the phone book and see if there was anyone in Millburg doing computer programming." Then he had to stop to laugh and explained, "There isn't even a listing in the yellow pages for 'computer programming' and if you look under 'computers', all of the listings are in Lockton."
As they drove the Interstate back to Lockton, Billi Sue had time to admire Toni and was envious of his lifestyle - being able to dress as he wanted as often as he wanted. That, along with the ride through his old hometown had hooked him. The drive gave him time to think and the wheels were all turning.
Bill had saved a lot of money over the last few years as well as paying off a new home in five years. He knew that between his investments, equity in his home, and savings, he could probably live ten years without working if he lived frugally. And he'd be amazed if it took longer than two years for the consulting business he had in mind to turn a profit.
The following Monday, Bill gave notice that he'd be leaving at the end of the month, listed his home with a realtor, and that night Billi Sue began telling the 'girls' in the 'Valley Vamps' that their number was being reduced by one.
Billi Sue got to a stopping place and got up to refill their glasses.
"That's one. Is he the guy that moved and who is the other one?" Kathy asked when Billi Sue ended his story about meeting Toni.
He waited until he'd returned and was again seated before telling her, "Toni is the guy that moved. He got an assignment or something to do a bunch of wildlife photography and expects to be traveling most of the time for almost five years."
"As Tony male or Toni female?" Maggie asked.
"Toni female," Billi Sue told her. "He wrote me to tell me he's working with a real woman and a gay male on this project so I expect he's having a lot of fun wherever he's at."
Then suddenly Maggie's mind was on business again. "You said the diapers that Grace made for Toni were the best you've ever seen. I looked at what you've bought from me and you bought the top of the line pre-formed diapers. How would you say the quality compares between those and the ones that Grace made for Tony?"
"The ones you sell are good," Billi Sue told her. "I really like them. But the ones Grace made herself were better."
"Do you have one you could show me sometime?"
"New or used? I'm not being funny - Grace still lives in Lockton and she's making me some more. But I told her no hurry, so if you can wait, I can show you a brand new one."
"Show me one you already have that you've washed several times. Most all of the complaints we get on diapers like that are that they change shape after they've been washed."
"Maybe you could get his friend to show you how she makes them?" Kathy suggested to Maggie.
Maggie turned to Billi Sue with a smirk on her face. "How often do you see her?" she asked. Then before Billi Sue could formulate an answer, she said, "Never mind. I had no right to ask you that."
Billi Sue was taken back by both what she'd said and how she'd said it. Without meaning too, she'd shown some indication of being jealous of another woman that might be involved with Billi Sue. He was just beginning to ponder those thoughts and the ramifications when Kathy interrupted his thoughts.
"You're still minus one from your cocksucker list. But it just occurred to me that you've never mentioned anything about the women in your life." Maggie had taken one of his hands to hold affectionately and Kathy took the other, then went on. "You did a fabulous job of eating my pussy. Better than any man has ever done it and you didn't learn how to do that by reading about it. You've told us about all these guys you've sucked off at various times in your life and I know that Maggie was the first woman you were with, but there has to have been a few others. Where did you learn to use your tongue like that?"
Maggie was glad it was Kathy that had asked. It was a question she'd had in the back of her mind too and had been trying to think of a way to ask without showing how much she'd become infatuated with the cross-dressed sissy in diapers.
"Most of the practice I've had was with one women I knew out in the valley," he began. "She was the wife of one of the girls in the 'Clitty Club' and had picked up the nickname 'Frenchie' long before she met and married Jimi. Her real name was Francine and whether she got the nickname because of her real name and then decided to live up to it or got the nickname because of her sexual preferences, I don't know. Either way, there was never anyone that deserved or fitted a nickname more than she did. And other than her, there really hasn't been that many women in my life."
"Less than 28?" Kathy asked.
"Way less. A whole lot less. Like maybe eight," he answered honestly. "I guess most men would like to brag about bedding hundreds of women. But in my case, considering the things I like to do, there isn't one woman in hundreds that would be interested in a guy like me."
"Then you oughta thank your lucky stars that you met us!" Kathy quipped, grinning proudly.
"I'm not so sure I believe this business of there only being eight," Maggie said, challenging him but in a teasing sort of way. Then she turned to Kathy and said, "I showed you that picture of him dressed as a man. Did that look like a guy that would have a hard time finding a woman?"
"Yeah, you're right. He's a pretty handsome guy," Kathy responded as the two women talked as if Billi Sue wasn't there.
Billi Sue remembered that Maggie had taken his picture sitting at her computer the first day he'd worked at her office. He hadn't known why and hadn't given it any thought at the time. But now it occurred to him it was because she wanted to show Kathy what he looked like and must have been thinking of something along the lines of this evening from the moment he'd walked in her office and she'd realized who he was.
"Suddenly I feel used," he said aloud what he was thinking.
"Well welcome to the real world of being a woman sweetie," Maggie told him. "Now are you sure you want to stick to that story about there being only eight?"
He thought about it for a second, going over the faces and places in his mind and doing another rough count. "You're right. I miscounted. If I count the two I had together as two instead of one and add Kathy, I've been with ten women."
Maggie raised one eyebrow as if not believing him, so smiling, he told her sweetly, "Maybe if the first one hadn't been so good and impossible for any other girl to live up to, there'd have been more."
"Wow!" Kathy commented. "That's either some heavy bullshit or an awesome compliment."
Maggie just smiled. He'd been looking her in the eye when he said it and while he'd been acting like he was teasing, she was certain he'd wanted her to know he meant every word.
"Okay then," Kathy interjected before things got too serious. "Tell us about the French girl."
"I don't know if she had any French blood in her and the only French she spoke, a deaf mute could have understood," Billi Sue told his small audience. "But she was one of those gals that could suck a golf ball through a garden hose and would sit on your face until she'd passed out and her bladder was dry."
"She liked to pee?" Kathy asked excitedly.
"No, she LOVED it. We had no problem at all getting her to pee for us any time we wanted."
"We?" Maggie and Kathy asked in unison.
"Yeah," he said with a smile. "We."
Then Billi Sue leaned back in his chair to recall his affair with Francine.
"You a piss pants too?" the attractive brunette asked, drawing Billi Sue's attention away from her cleavage and surprising him with the directness of the question. He was still trying to decide if the brunette was really a woman - he'd already met two at the party that night - or one of the other new 'girls' at the 'Valley Vamp' social. Several of the TS girls were on hormones and a few had developed a nice set of small but very feminine tits, well on their way to eventually making the big change.
Her nickname of 'Frenchie' didn't help either. All of the Valley Vamps had feminine names or nicknames. Using a nickname - especially one that had any sexual connotation - was almost a guarantee the person was a she-male. And her voice, not unlike some of his she-male friends in the Valley Vamps, had a certain throaty huskiness that Billi Sue found both sexy and soothing.
There was one way to find out for sure and since she obviously wasn't a stranger to directness, he responded, "Definitely a 'piss pants'. I'm not sure exactly what you mean by that, but if you're talking about me wearing diapers, the answer is yes. I'm not wearing diapers tonight, but I've been back in diapers for going on three years now and I love to wet them. So I guess that makes me a piss pants. Does 'too' mean you're also a piss pants?"
"I wish I could get my husband back in diapers," she told him, sort of answering his unasked question while ignoring the direct one. "He wets the bed, his pants or panties, me - just about anything I ask him to wet BUT a diaper. He pointed at several of you a while ago and told me, 'they like piss play too' and I thought you were one of the ones he indicated but wasn't sure."
Her remark didn't rule out a gay marriage, but it made Billi Sue pretty certain that Frenchie was really a woman. "I think you answered one of my questions," he told her laughing. "I've been wondering . . . ."
". . . . If I was really a woman or one of the boy-girls?" she countered. "My fault. Ever since the first time I went out with Jimi to a party with some of his sissy friends and got mistaken for one of them, I've enjoyed making you girly-boys wonder if I'm one of you or not."
That answered Billi Sue's other unspoken question regarding the identity of Frenchie's husband. Jimi was the newest member of the Clitty Club and had recently become aware of Billi Sue's fondness for wet diapers. Apparently Jimi had passed the information along to his wife. From there, Billi Sue and Frenchie found a quiet corner to continue their conversation. Frenchie was easy for Billi Sue to talk to and he tried to keep the conversation on innocent subjects. Frenchie was having none of that.
"Wanna compare techniques?" she asked him.
"Techniques for what?" Billi Sue asked naively.
"Sucking cock," she told. "Giving a great blowjob. Jimi says you're damn good!"
Billi Sue should have been ready for her abrupt style of speaking, but was still taken back with that one. Then he started laughing as he thought about it. Why wouldn't two women discuss something like sucking cock? How many times over the years, since I first learned about sex, have I talked with another guy about fucking women or eating pussy and when I was in the Navy - shit - it's all the guys ever talked about. Even the guys I traded blowjobs with used to talk about eating pussy too. And women talk about guys and sex. I remember my sister and one of her friends talking about whether you should swallow or not when a guy cums. So wouldn't it be natural for one woman to ask another about what technique works best? Coming from a real woman, he thought this might be the greatest compliment 'Billi Sue' had ever had.
"Thanks I guess," he finally answered somewhat awkwardly. "First time I've ever had a woman talk to me about something like that. I've never really given it much thought as far as a . . . technique."
"Then you must be a 'natural' - like the baseball player in the movie. Jimi says if you put a cock in your mouth and instinctively know what to do with it, you're a natural and that's why guys make better cocksuckers than girls. Because they instinctively know what the other guy wants and they know what to do to make them feel that way. I think women are the same way about eating pussy. I've had women eat me that said they'd never done it before and didn't know what to do or how to do it. But they still did a better job than most men that were really trying."
"Makes sense. It's just something I discovered I love to do and I've never thought about it." Billi Sue nodded, wondering where this conversation was leading. It felt funny bragging about being a cocksucker to a woman.
"Do you eat pussy?" Frenchie asked, trying to draw him out. "Jimi said he thought you were bi."
"Every once in a while I meet a woman that's comfortable with me dressing like this and it works out great." He was about to go into a narrative on why he could make love to a woman so much better if the woman allowed him to dress in sexy lingerie when he realized he was avoiding a direct answer to her direct question. "Yeah - I like to eat pussy," he told her in the blunt style of speech she enjoyed.
"Good!" she told him, sliding a hand further up his thigh. "Now the next question is, would you like to eat mine?"
Billi Sue had to laugh if for no other reason than to give him time to think about how he should answer her question. He knew he had to tell her 'yes.' Any other answer would be a slap in the face. He often felt like he didn't know fuck about women, but he did know you NEVER tell one she isn't sexually desirable. Still, he had no fucking idea where she wanted to go from there. Maybe she just wants the assurance that I find her desirable or maybe she's looking for someone to cheat on Jimi with and that could be bad - very bad. Think god damn it!"
"I'd love to eat your pussy," he finally told her, putting his free hand on her arm for emphasis, avoiding the temptation to put his hand on her thigh. Her skirt had slid up and like Billi Sue, she was wearing a garter belt and hose and the hose tops wear clearly visible - almost a magnet to a lingerie lover like Billi Sue. Then to ease himself out of a commitment that might require him to follow through on his statement, he added, "But from what you said about women being better at it than any man, wouldn't you be better off asking another of the real women here to eat your pussy?"
"If all I wanted to do was get off, I'm sure you're right. But I was thinking maybe we could trade - swap techniques. I'll teach you how to be a better pussy eater and you teach me how to suck cock."
He tried not to laugh but couldn't hold it back. Frenchie was suggesting they have some sort of sexual affair and making it sound like a business deal. But maybe because of the drinks they'd had, it sort of made sense and was tempting to him too.
"Won't Jimi get pissed off?" The last thing he wanted to do, no matter how tempting Frenchie might be, was to do anything to cause friction among the Vamps.
That caused Frenchie to laugh. "Silly girl," she told him, popping one of his garter straps against his thigh. "Whose cock did you suppose I was going to use for us to compare notes? As much as I'm sure you like pricks in panties, I figured we could use his cock to practice on. And don't worry about him getting pissed off - worry about us getting pissed on."
"You think he would?" Billi Sue asked excitedly and so quickly that it gave away his interest.
"God, you are a piss freak. Jimi told me he thought you were perfect for us."
Then he noticed she was looking over his shoulder and nodding and as if on cue - which it probably was - Jimi appeared through the crowd to join them.
"I think you're right," Frenchie said to Jimi when he was beside them. "You should have seen the way Miss Billi Sue's eyes lit up when I told her you'd join us and probably piss on us too." Then she turned back to Billi Sue and asked, "Are you horny enough to go home with us right now?"
Glancing up at Jimi, Billi Sue got the smile he'd hoped to see. After looking back and forth between the two, being certain they were in accord, he nodded in the affirmative. He wasn't sure what he was getting into, but it damn sure sounded like fun!
That was proven on the spot when Frenchie took one of Billi Sue's wrists in her hand and used it to guide Billi Sue's hand up under the hem of Jimi's short dress. She held his hand firmly on the stiffening bulge in Jimi's panties and smiled. It was Frenchie's way of tacitly saying, "Let the Fun Begin!" More vocally, she whispered to Billi Sue, "I wish we could take it out and suck on it right here. But I think we'd better go to our house before we get thrown out for being nasty."
Being nasty proved to be the mindset of the trio and fortunately, the drive from the party to Jimi and Frenchie's house was a short one.
Billi Sue assumed they'd probably go straight to the bedroom, but instead Jimi led the way to the den at the back of the house and explained why as soon as he had the lights on. "This is our playroom," he explained with a sweeping gesture of one arm. "The floor is linoleum and all the furniture is waterproof, including the mattress on the foldout sofa."
Looking around at each piece of furniture, Billi Sue could see that it had been chosen with sex - wet sex in particular - in mind. There was even a pair of vinyl bean bag chairs that could be used to support just about any position one might want to choose to couple with another person. In addition, the two regular chairs and the sofa also appeared to be vinyl with matching cloth slipcovers that Billi Sue was certain had been chosen for their ability to be dropped in a washing machine.
One end of the room had a giant screen TV, almost a requirement among his techno-freak friends in the valley. Billi Sue was sure Jimi wasn't much of a sports fan and the true purpose of the big TV was revealed when Jimi popped a porno tape in the VCR for 'inspiration'. Then Jimi showed Billi Sue a cabinet full of tapes, explaining, "This shelf and the tape in the machine are She-Male tapes. These two shelves are Bi tapes and the tapes on this shelf are ones we made ourselves. If you ever decide you want to see yourself in action, let me know and I'll get out the video camera. I have all the equipment to make tapes that are as good as any you can buy."
Billi Sue watched the TV screen for a moment. Two women, sitting at a table in a bar were flirting with two hunky guys seated on stools at the bar. Billi Sue hadn't seen this particular tape but the plot was familiar. He was certain the two ladies would be successful in luring the guys to bed - probably all four sharing the same bed - and there the guys would discover - surprise, surprise! - that the ladies weren't really ladies and it wouldn't slow them down for an instant. So when Frenchie distracted him by asking what he wanted to drink, it didn't bother him at all. He was sure the plot of this movie would be VERY easy to follow.
Frenchie had announced she was switching to beer and Jimi asked for one too. Billi Sue went along with his hosts. He was sure their decision, like his own, was because beer seemed to go straight to his bladder. When Frenchie returned with the beers, she found the two men helping each other out of their female attire and stopped them when they were down to their lingerie. Then she slipped out of her dress for a group hug.
Over the next several minutes, Frenchie belied her 'business deal' like offer that she'd made back at the party. In Billi Sue's opinion, she needed no instruction whatsoever when it came to sucking cock and might be able to show him a thing or two. And when he returned the favor, eating her pussy with gusto, she didn't give him a word of instruction, lying back to groan her way through several orgasms instead. He concluded during a brief rest period, 'So much for teaching each other the fine points of oral sex.'
There was another deviation from the party conversation that he also noticed. At the party she'd made it sound like Jimi was the big time piss freak in the family, but at the first of what would be many threesomes at their house, it was Frenchie who pissed on Billi Sue during one of her orgasms and then encouraged Jimi to piss on both of them as Billi Sue fucked Frenchie briefly.
Once they'd had their lingerie saturated and before Billi Sue was close to another ejaculation, she pushed him off. "I forgot to tell you I'm trying to get pregnant," she explained.
"Hasn't anyone explained to you how that works?" Billi Sue teased. But he knew what she was talking about and understood that only Jimi would be allowed to cum in her vagina. "You're welcome to use my mouth as often as you like," she consoled him and then swallowed his shaft to prove her point.
There was one oral sex practice that Billi Sue learned or perhaps experienced at Frenchie's tutelage and that was the art of sharing a cock. Billi Sue had experienced both males and females taking turns at his cock and had taken turns with other guys at sucking a cock. In both sets of circumstances, one person would do the sucking for a while and then be replaced by another that had waited patiently for their turn.
Frenchie was the first to share a cock with him where they both had their mouths on it at the same time and Billi Sue found the experience erotically exciting. Billi Sue licked and nibbled on one side of Jimi's cock while Frenchie mirrored him on the other side. It was something that Frenchie and Jimi had done together several times during their unusual relationship and were happy to demonstrate to all the members of the Clitty Club. In fact, the practice of two or three mouths being used on one cock became a standard activity of the Clitty Club and earned Frenchie an honorary, and often active, membership.
During the first two years of their on-going affair, Frenchie tried to fix Bill up twice with what she thought was the perfect woman for him. In both cases, they were friends of friends in Frenchie's small circle of bi or lesbian women. Frenchie belonged to a clique of women friends that was the female equivalent of the she-male Clitty Club. Bill dated each of the women for several weeks and while they were both tolerant - encouraging even - of Bill spending most of his free time as Billi Sue, none seemed to want much to do with his desire to wear and wet his diapers.
But the sex was great while it lasted, often turning into a four-some with Jimi and Frenchie and continuing long past any pretense of dating. So when neither relationship blossomed into anything of substance, Frenchie gave it up. "I guess I'll just have to keep you for myself," she told him one night, squeezing his cock through a soggy diaper. "Those silly bitches don't know what they're missing." Frenchie LOVED to suck his cock when he was wearing a wet diaper.
Billi Sue's relationship or affair with Frenchie had lasted from the night they met to the night before he left the valley. In those seven plus years, Jimi's position with a rival company had required him to travel more extensively each year and he was really very glad to have Billi Sue entertain his wife while he was gone. Even more fun was joining Frenchie in the sexy 'welcome home' festivities for Jimi when he returned.
During those seven plus years there were also several other women that found their way into Bill Wilson's life and a few that found their way into Billi Sue's bed. But for one reason or another, not always because of his dressing and diapers, those relationships didn't work out either.
"Do you ever hear from Jimi and Frenchie?" Maggie wanted to know.
"All the time. We chat on the net a couple of times a week," Billi Sue told her.
"Ever get together again?" Kathy asked, saving Maggie the trouble.
"Once or twice a year. Frenchie finally got pregnant and had a little girl a couple of years ago and that's sort of slowed them down. But they've already rented a ski cabin in Utah for the Christmas holidays and I'm supposed to join them." Then, anticipating their next question, he added, "The last time I saw them was Memorial Day weekend in Las Vegas."
"What about the movies?" Maggie asked with a leering grin. Billi Sue knew immediately what she was referring to but Kathy looked puzzled so Maggie told her, "He told us when he first went to their house that his friend had a video camera set up and liked to tape them in action. So if he continued to get together with them for seven years, I have to assume he was taped in action at some point." Then she turned her attention back to Billi Sue and said, "Right?"
Billi Sue sort of shrugged and nodded. "True," he admitted.
"Do you still have the tapes or copies?" Kathy asked.
"Yeah, a few," he admitted more reluctantly.
"Go get them," Maggie said in a manner that was clearly a command.
"Now?" Kathy asked, beating Billi Sue by a microsecond. Kathy's concern was that their new toy might escape.
Looking Billi Sue in the eye, Maggie told him, "You did say you wanted me to watch you have sex with a man. Can I also assume that some of those tapes show you with a cock in your mouth?"
"Well yeah, sure, but . . . ."
"Let's all go," Kathy suddenly suggested and they both looked at her in a strange way so she explained her idea. "We can all fit in my car and he said he uses a garage door opener so he doesn't have to stop in the driveway and it's been dark for awhile now so we wouldn't have to change clothes."
They both continued to look at Kathy as they thought about her suggestion. Maggie's intention was for Billi Sue to go get the tapes and Billi Sue was reluctant to go anywhere unless he could change the way he was dressed. Without his blond wig, he looked more like Bill than Billi Sue and Bill never drove Billi Sue's car. "This is not a good idea," he thought. "I wish to hell I'd never mentioned the tapes or told her I had them. I haven't seen a cop drive down my road since the day I moved in but with my luck, if I go dressed like this, I'll have a taillight go out or something and get stopped for sure. No way Maggie is going to want to go but maybe I can convince them to let Kathy drive me and she'll let Kathy change and I can always get on the floor of her car if I have to."
He was certain Maggie would say no to all of them going but he was still more than a little concerned she might expect him to run home in Billi Sue's car, dressed as he was in a wet diaper with a ruffled cover and a nightie. So Kathy's idea did have something going for it, but he was sure Maggie wouldn't buy it. He had a lot to learn about Maggie.
"Might be fun!" Maggie said suddenly, after being quiet for several long moments. She suddenly acted as if willing to engage in Kathy's suggestion like it was a college prank. "Exactly where do you live?"
When he'd explained the location of his home, Maggie told Kathy, grinning with excitement like a child at Christmas, "I know exactly where he's at and I can get us there without ever getting close to a busy road. Let's do it!"
Then Billi Sue came to the conclusion that if they were really all going, that the women would change or put on something else in addition to their t-shirts and diapers. He was wrong again. It was almost as if they'd been searching for a good excuse to go out dressed that way and that guess proved to be right.
"We've talked about going out for a ride dressed like this," Kathy explained as they escorted him to the car. "But we never did because we didn't really have anywhere to go."
"I've thought about looking in the database at work to see if there was anyone we could visit," Maggie added. "But I was always too busy at work doing something more important and never got around to it until today when I checked to see if you were in there. There's a couple of more names around here but I didn't print it out or anything." Then she gave Billi Sue a playful pinch on the cheek and told him, "Aren't you glad I did?"
"Oh yeah," he answered and hoped he sounded convincing. "More glad than not," Billi Sue thought. "In a lot of ways this is a fantasy come true. But the nice thing about a fantasy is that if you don't like the direction it's going, you can stop and start all over. As far as a fantasy is concerned, this one is totally out of control - out of my control at least - and we're going to my house."
Then when Kathy unlocked her car and Billi Sue moved to sit in back, Maggie stopped him. "No," she said. "I'll sit in back. You sit up front with Kathy and help her with directions. She knows how to get from here to the interstate and that's about it. If we go the long way around on Wagner Road, we won't have to travel on any main streets."
That was fine with Billi Sue. In fact, to be on the safe side, it was the same way he'd driven from his house to Maggie's. The women, while braless, at least were wearing t-shirts. The nightie he had on would be obvious to anyone that pulled up next to them and he couldn't get on the floor out of sight with Maggie sitting in back without it looking strange. Kathy's four-seat sports car was not the kind you used to chauffeur people.
Somehow they made it and the real motive behind Maggie wanting to go to Billi Sue's house became apparent. Billi Sue led them to the collection of tapes under a set of bookshelves in his den and found himself in the den alone. Back tracking to see what had happened to the women, he found them checking out the bedrooms instead. His first thought was that they were looking for a bathroom or comparing the layout of his house with hers. But after watching them for a minute and hearing part of their conversation, he realized his story about living alone and not having a steady girlfriend were being verified.
In a way, that made him mad. Yet in another, it gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling to see that his being single and unattached was important to Maggie.
One of the things the ladies verified was the layout of Billi Sue's bedrooms. Just like he'd told them, they found that Billi Sue's room, complete with the canopy bed and very feminine furniture, was the master bedroom and that Bill's room and the small gym were in the two rooms that shared the connecting bath. By that time, Billi Sue was following them with a handful of tapes, letting the ladies look wherever they wanted, and answering questions when they had them. Returning to the front of the house, Maggie, leading the way, paused at the door to Billi Sue's room.
"Any reason we couldn't watch those tapes on the TV in there?" she asked. "I noticed the TV in there has a built in VCR."
There was no reason at all as far as Billi Sue was concerned. The TV in that room had been added for exactly that purpose. Well, maybe not for entertaining guests although he and Carol Ann had watched some porno tapes together. And Billi Sue's queen size bed could accommodate the three of them with no problems, even if they got active. And from the grin on everyone's faces, getting active seemed to be on all of their minds.
The first tape began with a shot of seven women standing next to a large passenger van at a roadside rest area. As the camera zoomed in and the women realized they were being filmed, they began to cut up and act a little less lady-like. "This is on a trip we took to Tahoe," Billi Sue explained. "I started with this one because most of the members of the Clitty Club were on this trip. I used my camera and took most of the shots myself, but toward the end, it gets kind of crazy and I'm in some of the action."
Then he pointed out and named some of the traveling group, putting a face to a name if it was someone he'd mentioned in the stories he'd told them back at Maggie's house. He handed Maggie the remote control. "You can fast-forward if you want or just wait a minute. The action starts pretty quick as I remember."
"Let's lay on the bed," Maggie suggested. "The birthday girl can get in the middle."
By the time the trio was comfortable on top of Billi Sue's bed, the TV action on the TV was heating up considerably. One of the 'girls', wigless and wearing only a pair of panties, was seated in front of a mirror putting on makeup. Another 'girl' in panties, garter belt and hose, was standing behind her and had pulled out his cock and was rubbing it on the seated girl's neck and ear, teasing her about not having to go out to eat.
"Who are those two?" Kathy asked.
When Billi Sue turned to answer her, telling her that the seated girl was Lisa and the one waving her clit was Jimi, he noticed that Kathy had her right hand in Maggie's diaper and Maggie had one hand in Kathy's. Maggie had asked him earlier if he'd had any plans for the weekend and he'd told her, "Nothing special." It looked to him like maybe Maggie had plans that included him and that might take all weekend. 'Not that I'm complaining,' he thought, watching the girls get into each other without loosing track of the proceedings on the TV. 'I'd have to be a certified idiot to say no to two beautiful women that wanted to spend a weekend having sex. And these two beautiful women are both in diapers and much prefer to play with Billi Sue than Bill. Like they say, "If this aint heaven, I aint dying". This could last forever as far as I'm concerned.'
Then his curiosity got the best of him and he asked Maggie, "Do you plan for us to keep playing like this all weekend? What about the trip to Dallas?"
Playing all weekend was exactly what she had in mind but wasn't about to let him relax. "Wouldn't you like to know," she teased. "And what I'd like to know is what the story is behind the tape we're watching." She could tell that some of the 'girls' were a lot more passable than others and if they all went out together, the least passable would give away the ones that could pass without problems. So she assumed that none of them cared if they were recognized as men in drag. She also noticed that the girl putting on makeup had given up on that for the time being and was now greedily consuming the cock she'd been offered.
Maggie was quickly getting very turned on and Kathy recognized the signs. As Kathy unpinned Maggie's wet diaper and moved into position to pleasure her older friend, Maggie urged Billi Sue to give them the complete story behind the tape.
To be continued.