Pantyhose Chronicles: Visit to the Crossdress Boutique by Julie Hourglass juliehourglass@gmail.com
This story is 100% true and really happened to me. My name is Julie Hourglass and I have had many adventures as a CD. These are some of my stories. And I've tried not to use anyone's real name.
I was in my early 20's and had started to get heavily into crossdressing again and it was getting to be halloween in New York. One of my fantasies, like all good CD's was to go out fully dressed on halloween and this year I was determined to make that fantasy come true. But first a bit about myself. I'm 5'7", 155 in great shape, cute face with full lips, great legs and ass. When dressed I was passable and often had loads of fun doing it. My fetish for pantyhose often led me to some outrageous adventures. Since I was free for the day I decided to visit a boutique on the west side in the meat packing district known to cater to crossdressers. This was of course before that area had become such a high-end neighborhood. It was a cold rainy day in October and all I had at home to wear was sheer black pantyhose, panties and a bra and so I put them on. My hair was wavy and black and cut to just below my ears in a page-boy like cut, so I looked pretty cute without a wig to feminize me further.
After dressing I put on a pair of jeans and jacket and packed a shoulder bag with my heels, breast forms (water balloons), skirt etc., as well as some lube. I also rolled a joint because I knew I wanted to really relax this afternoon and once in a while I'd smoke one just for fun. So I headed out the door with my bag and took a train across town without much of a plan except to get to the boutique to check out some hot clothes. What I was really hoping for was to actually try on some clothes but I had no idea what policy they might have about that so I was satisfied to just wait til I got there. The ride on the train and walk outside was suffieciently erotic as my thong panties rubbed my boy clitty and the pantyhose massaged my legs against the cool moist air..
At that time, it was possible to smoke a little joint on the street if you were discrete about it. And so I took a few puffs before I got to the entrance. As I pressed the elevator button to enter into the building, the anticipation started to build. The I stepped onto the elevator and enjoyed the smooth ride up to the secretive boutique which lay 4 stories above the bustle of the late morning street. The door opened to a well lit store with a front counter facing the elevator from which new patrons could be seen and bags checked in.This caused a change of plan for me because I was hoping to be able to dress in my miniskirt and heels in order to augment my own dress items and perhaps have some kind of adventure, but since they were requesting that I check in my bag, I'd have to adapt to other possibilities. So I checked in my bag and noticed water leaking out! Ooops! I had accidentally popped one of my boobies! Its a good thing I wasn't wearing them... ! That taught me an important lesson about the quality of balloons needed for breast forms... I just left it there behind the counter and didn't say anything, took the numbered card the clerk gave me and then wandered off into the rather sprawling number of aisles of the store. There were lots and lots of outfits, lingerie, heels, boots, corsets, wigs and all kinds of accessories as well as makeup. There were full length gowns, house dresses, pant suits, leatherwear, blouses and on and on. I was getting lost in imagining what it would be like to wear a variety of these items - most of which I didn't see in a particularly sexual way.
As I was browsing the corsets, a very kindly and fair skinned older man approached me. He was quite obviously a crossdresser, but he was dressed in his male cloths. He was wearing some makeup, and had some wisps of reddish hair across his shiny head. He had a twinkle in his eye as he smiled and asked me in a slow flirty drawl if he could help me. I was beginning to feel the effects of the puffs of smoke I had earlier, and the tone of suggestiveness in his voice didn't go unnoticed and couldn't have been more of a turn on for me. So I said that I was considering some things for an upcoming halloween party (I'm sure he'd never heard that before..lol) and would I be able to try on some things before purchasing them and that I had a credit card... and he shushed me. He said don't worry honey, just tell me what you'd like to try on and then I'll pick out a few things for you...
Well I actually didn't know where to start. I recall his name was Danny. Not sure how he spelled it. But Danny started asking me if I liked this purple corset, and then a blond wig and then he asked if I liked the sheer stockings with garter belt that he was pointing at. In a daze I found my boy clitty was making me say yes, yes, yes, oh yes I like that too, and so on it went, until we got to the shoes. I couldn't make up my mind which heels looked best so we selected two lovely pairs of 6" fuck me pumps blue and black.
And so Danny went about gathering all the pretty things in a very patient and meticulous way, careful to treat all the garments with great care. I took note of this because it gave me a message. The message was that he intended to take his time with me and that I should just relax, and so I did. We started to chat about various things like makeup and how often I liked to dress etc., and he told me about gatherings that he held at his home that I was invited to attend if I wished. I asked where the dressing room was and as we were walking toward the rear of the store I noticed a rather wide alcove that was concealed by an opaque flowery curtain that barely covered the full length of the alcove. Inside it was well lit and you could see two full length mirrors, as well as wall hangers and a chair. As he pulled the light curtain back, I walked through and he followed me in. He asked me if I liked to fill in my bra with something and he dashed away. He was back in a moment with cloth breast forms. They were smallish and I was only mildly disappointed. I had hoped for larger silicone forms..
At this point I expected him to leave and let me to get dressed. Well that was not going to happen. He said well now lets get you undressed. And so it began in this way. I slowely unbuckled my belt and jeans and kicked off my sneakers, revealing my pantyhose legs which got a quick response from Danny. He said oh you must take those off! He didn't know of my fetish for pantyhose, but I took them off anyway. I was getting so horny now that my boy clitty was starting to stick out from my tiny panties. I quickly removed the rest of my clothes and Danny was very pleased with what he saw. There I stood in my bra and panties. He gave my hips and ass a very gentle caress and then stopped and took off my bra. He brought the corset which he slipped my arms through and wrapped it around my torso and then he began the surprisingly arousing process of tying the the laces in the back and I began to feel my waist signficantly reducing in diameter and further taking my breath way, causing me to breath in shallow little breaths in order to accomodate the constriction of the sexy corset. It was during this part of the process that I really began to surrender myself to the increasing feminization that Danny was giving me. He was doing everything. Dressing my like I was his little doll slut. He placed the wig on my head, applied a small amount of lipstick and mascara. As he was doing this I became aware of other men who were just outside the flimsy see-through curtain while Danny was dressing me. I watched in the mirror as I became a hotter slut than I had ever seen myself as before.
Danny smiled and said you look gorgeous. Would you like to try on your shoes now? I said of course, but you made me take off my pantyhose. He said shush again and he knelt down in front of me and said put your hand on my shoulder for balance as he had rolled one stocking and was preparing for me to delicately step into it. As he began to roll the stocking up my sexy smooth leg, he made sure to caress it with his hands. He gently pulled the stocking all the way up to my thighs where he carefully fastened the garter clasps and tightened the straps to be sure of a snug fit for these very very sexy sheer stockings. The feeling was electric. Throughout this whole process he would stop and pull my panties aside and gently fondle my boy clitty. He repeated the process for the other leg, caressing and fastening them with expert hands. While he was still kneeling, he placed one shoe in front of my left foot and I slipped it on. It was a perfect fit. Then he put the right shoe in place and slipped it on. He pulled my panties aside again and gently put the head of my boy clitty in his mouth, teasing me with oral caresses and then stopping. I felt like a sexy slut princess at this point. There was one man looking over the top of the adjacent aisle catching glimpses when the thin curtain would move in the tight alcove dressing room.I caught his eye and gave him a naturally lustful stare. After my shoes were on Danny topped off my outfit with a completely see through blouse which came down to my buttocks, but basically covered nothing.
I couldn't believe the sexy creature in the mirror was me. I looked like I was built to fuck day and night. What was most noticeable was how round and full my ass looked. The corset created a womans waist where the was none and my tight round ass now jutted out in a most indecent manner. Danny said he had to step out to answer a phone call at the front desk and that he'd return in a few moments. Danny's assistant came in to the dressing room to pick up some clothes that were hanging on the far wall and acted as if it was totally normal that I'd be in there dressed that way. I'm sure he'd seen it a million times. He was quite tall and very fem looking. In fact he took a very serious look at me, checking me out from head to toe. He then asked me how Iiked the shoes and I said I like them alot but if he had any suggestions of course I'd love to see them. He left too and went over to the shoe department and brought back a pair of shoes that were very extreme. I think the heels were 8". Anyway, when I put them on, it was impossible to walk since I was just standing on tiptoe. Then he said (I forgot his name) he said, "that's hot!" It was at this point that Danny returned and apologized for leaving like that and asked me if what I thought about my outfit as he adjusted the garters, fixed my hair, managed the blouse and started to caress my boy clitty and ass. The desk clerk was watching as Danny fondled me and caressed my legs and ass and slowly knelt down in front of me and started to pull my panties aside and to suck on my boy clitty very softly and fully. I of course was totally horny and ready. I wanted to cum so badly.
Danny turned me around so that my ass was facing out toward the store and I could see myself in the mirror while he did things to me. He asked his assistant to help me to keep my balance so he moved to my right and place one of his hands on each side of my waist to steady me. It was absolutely deliciously perverted. Then Danny pulled my panties down to just my stocking tops and bent me so that my ass was sticking out even further. Now my ass was exposed to the whole store if they wanted to see and I could see in the mirror that there was one man looking in through the small gap between the curtain and the wall. Danny was parting my ass cheeks now and licking my button with his hot firm tongue. I was really getting hot as he also stroked my boy clitty and and teabagged my sack alternately. My lips were parted in pleasure as I was gasping and moaning with each stroke and lick. My legs were spread in a strut and I was careful to keep my balance in the 6" heels. My legs looked so long, smooth and silky in those stockings and the corset made such a beautiful sillouette. As my waist was steadied by Danny's assistant, I could see that he was enjoying seeing me struggle against Danny's insistent tongue and skillful hands. I was moving my head and swaying my blonde hair from side to side in time with the irresistable waves of pleasure. Then I started to cum and cum and cum and cum. It was like being hit by waves of cum pleasure one after another and pulsing and pulsing and shooting loads of cum juice all over the pretty dressing room floor and toward the mirror.
Danny was very pleased that I liked his friendly services and asked me to be sure to shop at his lovely store for all of my shopping needs.. and we had a good laugh together. I thanked them both soooo much, however I really couldn't afford all the lovely items Danny had so kindly fitted me with. I think he knew that in advance... I went back there one more time after that. But that's another story.
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