"let's see what those panties look like"

[Transgender Stories]

In the summer of 2000, I got an email from a local Toronto TV/TS
support group that they were planning to have a few events in downtown
Toronto. One of them was going to be on a Saturday evening in a really
posh Hotel and they called it, "The Prom you never attended" event.
What I read was that is was a full prom type event, with a live band,
4 course dinner, a band and dancing afterwards in one of the most
special rooms of the posh Hotel. It was setup for the second last
Saturday of November, and the note read, "only 80 couples allowed, so
get your tickets early.

I spoke with my spouse about the event and told her how much I
would love to go and spend an entire evening in public in one of my
fancy dresses, especially with a theme such as a Prom, hoping she
would take me. She just smiled back at me when I told her and said she
would see what she could do, even suggesting she could find a place
that rented female tuxes and she would take me.

What I found out about a week later is that she had other plans
as I got an email from my boyfriend John, telling me that my spouse
had informed him of my wishes and wanted to know if I wanted to be his
date for the Prom!. I of course accepted and quickly contacted my
spouse and the next time I saw her gave her a big hug and kiss thank
you!. The only thing she said after the hug and kiss was, "well
sweetie, what are you going to wear?". I had not even really thought
about that, and she smiled back and grabbed my hands and said, "don't
worry dear, we have a few months to figure that out, and you will look
spectacular".

All that happened in the summer, and over the next couple of
months leading up to the Prom, John emailed me and we talked, he also
insisted in picking up the $250 per ticket price!. He kept teasing me
on how good I was with my lips and how tight my pussy was, and how he
could not wait for more. I kept telling him that he was going to have
to behave himself that evening. He told me that he had a "few tricks
up his sleeve that I might enjoy for the evening". John again was
making me a little jealous as he was contacting my spouse directly and
from time to time she would slip a comment in, like, "I cannot wait to
see your face when John arrives to pick you up".

Three weeks before the Saturday night of the Prom, my spouse and
I got together and basically was the night we were going to choose my
dress. My spouse told me I had to do it then, as John was going to
need to make sure his tux's sash matched and he would need that
information for my corsage as well. So with the house all to
ourselves, and a closet full of dresses, some of which were recent
after some purchases off Ebay, we were almost ready to start.

I decided to take it easy that night on makeup, as to not get any
on the dresses and put on a little eyeliner, a little blush and a
touch of lipstick. I grabbed my uncomfortable bra, strapless and very
low backed, slipped on a pair of my favorite blue lace panties, some
nude nylons and was almost ready to go. I checked myself over and then
slipped into my pink satin makeup coat and met my spouse near the
downstairs closet were all of my formal dresses were hanging.

I told her I had "no clue" on what to wear, and that I was hoping
she could help. She asked me was there a theme for the Prom?, and then
asked me if this was a Junior or Senior Prom?. I had no clue of either
of these answers and told her I would have to find out. She said for
the time being we would pick two different outfits, one for a Junior
Prom and one for a Senior Prom.

My closet was packed with dresses and my spouse asked me to find
the "sweetest most feminine" dress I could find in the closet and we
would go from there. I knew exactly what I was looking for and grabbed
a pink Southern Belle Bridesmaids dress, this was full skirted, had
tons of lace/bows and ruffles and even had a matching pink parasol,
was off the shoulder and very demure. She said, "very, very pretty,
now find the most sexy and elegant", I searched around and finally
came up with a very short velvet dress, off the shoulder with a fusia
satin ribbon around the top and a large walking slit at the front. My
spouse then had me model both of the dresses, she liked them both and
told me depending on the answers to the questions, we would pick one
of them, or possibly another depending on a theme.

I emailed the organizers of the Prom and they basically informed
me there was no theme and that the Prom was whichever you missed out
on, Junior or Senior. I told my spouse this and she basically asked
me, "so, are you going to be sweet and innocent or sexy and sassy?". I
told her I would have other opportunities to wear the elegant dress
out, and she squealed in delight. She grabbed both my hands and then
kissed me and said with a big smile, "thank you, thank you, I know I
do not have a chance to send a daughter to her first Prom, but now I
do!". She told me that she would take care of getting hold of John and
setting up all of the details, like any other Mom getting her daughter
ready for the Prom would do. I had no idea what she had up her
sleeves, but about three weeks after that I found out.

The big day finally came, and I was really excited, and so was my
spouse!. The Prom was set for a reception at 5:00pm and dinner at 6pm,
crowning of the King and Queen at 7:30pm with dancing to follow. At
around noon, I was working around the house and my spouse grabbed me
and told me that I should be getting ready. I told her she was nuts,
that John was coming in 3 hours to pick me up, and the Hotel was about
30 minutes away from our house. She told me "nonsense, I want you to
be 100% perfect this evening, now go into that bathroom, I have drawn
you a special bath and make yourself all clean. I went into the
bathroom and the scented oils she put in the bath were really nice. I
stripped and relaxed in the water and worked to make sure everything
was nice and clean. Around 1pm, she knocked on the door and told me
that I better get moving or I would be late, for crying out loud!, I
had two plus hours to slip into my dress and do my makeup! (or so I
thought).

I dried off and wrapped a towel around me and headed towards my
special room, when I got there, I found my spouse, smiling, sitting on
my bed and telling me how lovely I smelt. Laid out on my bed was a
bunch of pure white lingerie and hose, I looked back at my spouse and
she just smiled. She said, "John decided he wanted to buy you your
lingerie for the evening, so he sent me the money and what he wanted
you in, and I did the shopping". "I will leave you to change and then
come back to help some more, call me when you are done", was what my
spouse said as she walked out and shut the door.

I had been dressing for years, and certainly knew about what to
wear and not to wear, and entertained by my spouse, as she was getting
just as excited about this date as I was!. I examined the lingerie,
John had certainly got my spouse to buy top of the line lingerie, this
stuff was expensive. I slipped into a pure white bustier, and did the
snaps up in place, it fit like a dream, did not cut into my sides and
supported my breasts nicely, unlike other ones that I have worn. Next
was my rubber vagina and used a Kotex pad to not allow the rope of the
vagina to ride up my butt, and made sure my sex was safely tucked
underneath. This left me smooth and very feminine I then slid on the
matching lacy white panties, they were exquisite and very pretty. I
then got the garter belt and snapped it on and then took the garters
and slid them down below the underwear and grabbed for the stockings.
Again, they were really expensive, the price tag was $22 for the
pair!, and they were labeled "ultra sheer", they were pure white and
before I slipped them on, I put on a pair of satin gloves to make sure
I would not ruin them. Once they were on, I decided to slip into a
pair of white satin heels and parade around the room in front of the
mirror. I really looked hot and sexy and was enjoying the look.

I slipped on my pink makeup coat and my spouse barged into the
room, smiling and giggling, telling me she could not resist peaking in
and seeing me parading around in my lingerie. She motioned for me to
come close and grabbed on either side of my head and kissed me deep
and long. I felt her hand slip down to my "vagina" and she slipped my
panties to the side and slipped a finger in the sheath, "nice pussy"
was her comment and then she removed her finger. She then, said,
"maybe that will get a little more wet than it is right now before the
evening is out". I just smiled and said, "I guess we will have to
see, hopefully John will not ruin this one as he is so huge". My
spouse just smiled back and said, "he cannot be 'that' big", I used my
two thumbs and forefingers to make a circle to represent how wide he
really was. "Now that is impressive, you will have to tell me all
about it later", was all that my spouse said and took me by the hand
and then said, "come on now, time is running short and we have a bunch
of work to do". I looked at the clock and saw that she was right, John
was planning on arriving for 3:30pm for pictures before leaving and
then getting there on time.

I was anticipating sitting down at my makeup table to put on my
makeup, but my spouse lead me by the hand up to the master bedroom
where her makeup table was. I asked her what she was doing and that I
knew how to do my own makeup and was more than capable. She just
smiled and said, "this evening you are my little girl going to her
first Prom, just sit down and listen to Mommy", the way she smiled
back, how could I say no?, this day was as special for her as it was
me. I sat down and she went to work, explaining that she wanted to
make sure my Mascara was not that thick to make me look like a slut,
but enough to highlight my eyes. My eyeshadow was going to be deep
pink and the blush was applied lightly and she spent special time
making sure it was perfect. She applied a thick and healthy coat of
Mascara to really highlight my eyes and then finally a thick coat of
rich pink lipstick. She stood back and admired her work and told me
that I looked really "cute and pretty", she then packed the blush and
lipstick in my matching pink satin purse and told me that she needed
to add a couple more things a little later.

She then asked me to remove my makeup coat for a minute and
literally doused me in Obsession perfume, from my heels to the back of
my ears. She then said, "good, John will be able to smell his favorite
perfume no matter where he goes on your body" (again I wondered what
my spouse had talked with John about). I slipped my makeup coat back
on and my spouse lead me by the hand back to my special room and
handed me my dress and told me it was time. I looked at the clock it
was getting close to the time that John was scheduled to arrive. I
slipped into my dress and she helped me by zipping up the dress and
doing the snap at the very back. Then she spun me around and said,
"accessory time!!". For this she took me by the hand and we walked
back to her room. She opened the door to our closet and pulled out a
couple of bags, in one of them was my jewelry for the evening. She
told me that she took the liberty of buying a few things to make my
look even more special. She put a sparkly anklet on my right ankle and
it looked really pretty. My necklace and jewelry were both pearl based
with my necklace a 20" strand and the earrings were pearl drop with a
diamond stud at the top.

She then sat me down and told me that my nails had to be done
properly and they had to match my lipstick. She took her time and in
no time her job was complete and I had to admit they were perfect, I
had been allowing my nails to grown in the weeks leading up to the
Prom. And when I looked at them, the job my spouse had done really
made them look dainty and pretty.

My spouse then pulled out a dress bag and produced a crinoline
held out which was a HUGE and told me that this was next and I told
her it was not necessary, but she told me that it was needed to
complete the look. I finally agreed and pulled up my skirt and she
asked me to step into the crinoline and it was literally another dress
under my dress!. After she tied it up and I dropped the rest of my
dress, I could see that the skirt was now pushed way out, how the heck
was I supposed to walk in this?. Then she handed me ANOTHER crinoline
with an elastic top, this one smaller, but more stiff than the first,
and she told me to put it on. I slid it up and my skirt, I was now
literally surrounding by my dress and I was trying to figure out how I
was going to even walk through a door!, much less sit!. I had to admit
the look was rather pretty, but I never planned on this, and asked my
spouse how I was even going to go to the washroom with all the fabric
under my dress!, she just smiled back and said, "that is what
girlfriends are for, now you know why we 'tag' team sometimes, another
girl I am sure will give you a hand".

"We are not done yet", as I turned to leave the room, "A couple
of more things and then we are done", said my spouse and produced a
pair of lacy pink gloves and slipped them on my hands. She stood back
and looked at me and said, "perfect", now the "crowning touch", and
pulled out a beautiful tiara and carefully placed it on my head. She
asked me to sit on the bed and proceeded to put on my 3" dyed to match
pink satin heels. Then she smiled and pulled a beautiful pink garter
from a bag and slid it up my left leg. I jokingly reminded her I was
not getting married, and she just said, "I want to make sure that John
has something to remember you by, have him pull this off at the end of
the evening, just like a Bride".

I stood up after she lowered my skirt and crinolines and grabbed
my hand and said, "only 15 minutes before John gets arrives, I need
pictures of my little girl". She took my hand and lead me to the
living room and had the camera all set up and handed me the pink lace
parasol and had me pose and smile. She was almost ready to take the
first picture and stopped and said, "oh my dear, I have almost
forgotten your corsage", and went to the kitchen to the fridge and
came back and put it on my wrist, telling me, "compliments of John".
The corsage was absolutely beautiful, a pink rose with white flowers,
and smelled wonderful.

She snapped a bunch of pictures with me posing in different ways,
all the time telling me how excited she was and how pretty I was, and
could not wait to see John's face when he saw me for the first time. I
asked her about what I should do with the parasol, as I knew that
carrying it around all evening would not be practical. She went on to
tell me that during the reception at the beginning I should daintily
carry it over my shoulder and when dinner time came to close it up.
Then hang it on the back of my chair until it was time to come home,
then open it back up and carry it again.

Before I knew it, there was a knock and the door, and my spouse
told me to stay where I was and it was her job to get the door, and
that I should smile. John walked through the door from the kitchen to
the living room and almost dropped the dozen roses that he was
carrying. "My god she is beautiful", were the first words from John's
lips, and he turned to my spouse and said, "you did a wonderful job, I
had no idea she would look THIS good". John looked great himself, with
a black tux and a tiny pink satin handkerchief in him jacket pocket. I
maintained the pose that I had and John came and handed me the
flowers, and this time I needed no coaxing to give him a "thank you"
kiss, it was light as I did not ruin my lipstick.

My spouse came and took the flowers and placed them in a waiting
vase and announced it was "couple picture time". She had John and I
pose in several different poses and the one I cherish the most to this
day is when she said, "come now John, this is her first Prom, give her
a little peck for the camera". I was a little uncomfortable, but John
was the gentleman and gently gave me a peck on the cheek as the flash
went off.

The time was 3:45pm and John announced that we have to go or we
might be late, I grabbed my purse and checked inside and my spouse had
added her lighted compact, a vile of obsession perfume, and a couple
of condoms. I just looked at her and she smiled, I quickly closed it,
and John told me that it was warm enough that no coat was needed. My
spouse came and gave me a light kiss and whispered, "enjoy the car
ride, and have a great Prom", she then closed my parasol and handed it
to me. John then offered me his arm and I grabbed onto it and headed
out the door with a huge smile on my face. I looked back at my spouse
and she was smiling and had a tear running down her face and gave me a
little wave and mouthed "goodbye".

As we rounded the corner of the house I nearly died!, John had
rented a stretch limo for the ride to the prom!. I looked back at John
and just smiled, and he opened the door and helped me into the back. I
was floored as I entered the limo, the back part was huge and included
a bar that had a bottle of champagne on ice!. The first order of
business was trying to figure out how to sit down with all of the
crinolines under my skirt!. I sat down and managed to fluff them out
to one side so John could sit close next to me. The limo was
exquisite, the seats were leather and there were two seats face each
other and the driver had a screen between him and us, and we had
totally privacy. I looked back at the front window of our house and as
the limo was leaving, I saw my spouse with a tissue in her hand waving
at me. I waved back, but John informed me that it was no use as the
windows were so tinted that she could not see me, nobody could.

The drive had just begun and John kept on complimenting me on how
pretty and lovely my spouse had made me, but all I could do was blush.
He then popped open the champagne and handed me a glass and we toasted
the Prom, and the evening ahead. First thing I noticed was that we
were not getting on the highway to go to Toronto, rather taking a more
scenic route, and then I remembered the Prom was at 5pm, and the drive
on the highway was only 20 minutes. When I asked John why we left so
early, he just smiled, put down him champagne glass and gave me a long
and lingering kiss and slowly moved one of my lace covered hands to
his crotch and the huge bulge that was beneath it. We broke our kiss
and he just smiled at me and said, "after all that teasing all summer
long, I cannot wait". I got the idea of what he was talking about
quickly and asked him if he got us a room at the Hotel, to which he
replied, "no, but I did get a room and you are in it my dear". I
slowly caressed his cock through his pants and kissed him hard, and
then broke the kiss and said, "you cannot mean doing something in the
limo?". He slowly undid his belt and lowered his pants and underwear
to reveal his large and throbbing cock and said, "of course my dear,
no one can see us, and you mentioned several months ago how you wanted
to do this".

I took a sip of champagne and finished my glass, I did remember
mentioning it at some point months ago, even before our first date. I
then licked my lips and slid to the floor of the limo, I had to
struggle with my skirt and all of the fabric underneath me, but
managed to get on my knees and resting on my heels. I stared back up
at John and then looked down at his huge throbbing cock, it was
amazing and the head was oozing with pre-cum and I grabbed hold of it
and licked off the top, leaving little pink lipstick smears
everywhere. I then licked up and down the shaft, making sure to
concentrate on what I found were very full balls. John and I had
talked about me sucking him for months and I wasted no time in opening
my lips as wide as they could go and started pumping up and down on
his huge cock. Again, I could only take him half way without gagging,
but managed to use my tongue to increase the stimulation of his cock.
I could feel the limo speeding up and slowing down and turning from
side to side and I did not care, I wanted John to cum. About 10 or so
minutes later, John was grunting and groaning and pre-cum was really
starting to ooze from his cock. He grabbed my head and managed to say,
"now I want to make love to my Southern Belle Princess". This time it
was my turn to be first and did not stop pumping, I sped it up, John
had no choice, he was definitely too close and I definitely did not
want to clean up a mess of cum from my vagina right away.

I kept pumping up and down and about 10 strokes later he groaned
and cried out my name and blew. He came and came for what seemed like
10 minutes, load after load shot down my throat, and this time, even a
little bit seeped out of the corner of my mouth. When he finally
stopped he was spent and fell back in the seat recovering. I licked up
the cum that I had missed and got up off the floor and sat in the seat
across from him. I then grabbed for my purse and fixed my lipstick and
stared back at John who made no motion to put his pants back on. I
poured us another glass of champagne and sat back and sipped on it and
smiled at John. "That was incredible", were the first words from his
mouth and I told him "it was my pleasure". He looked at the time and
made the statement, "mmmm, 25 minutes after picking up my date, I got
a blowjob, I think I did pretty good". I just smiled back at him, and
asked him how long he thought it would be when he would get to see the
panties he bought me.

He just took a sip of champagne and took his other hand and
slowly started massaging his semi-erect cock. After a minute or so he
moved to my side of the limo and sat next to me and started kissing
me. This time it was more sensuous, and his hands explored all over my
gown and I reached down and slowly massaged his now hardening cock. We
kissed for what seemed like hours and the humorous part was John
trying to caress my silky legs and not being able to get near them
with all of the crinoline fabric. Eventually I broke the kiss and
noted that his cock was getting hard and that he could not possibly be
ready again. He just smiled and said, "my dear I have been waiting for
this all summer long and I have not played with myself for over a
month, if it were not for the Prom, I could go for hours".

I just smiled and said, "well I guess it is a good thing we are",
he then started kissing me again and trying to get at my silky legs. I
stopped the kiss and asked him if he wanted some help, and he said
yes. So I stood up the best I could and hiked my dress up and pulled
back the crinolines and sat back down on my panty covered ass, still
holding my dress and the crinolines up so he could enjoy the
stockings. He slid down to the floor and started to enjoy my silky
legs and commented how well I smelled under my dress and how pretty my
shoes were. I then got an idea and had him remove my shoes and then
lie down on the floor so that his cock was near my stocking covered
feet. He did and I used my silky stocking covered feet to go on either
side of his how hard cock and started massaging it with my feet. Due
to the crinolines I could not see him at all and had to rely on
feeling. I could hear him groaning and groaning, all the while
caressing my legs. Finally I could feel a little wetness at the tip of
his cock through my stockings and he asked me to stop or he was going
to make a mess of my lovely stockings.

He got up and looked down on me and said, "now my pretty Southern
Belle Princess, let's see what those panties look like", he moved up
on me and moved back some more of the crinolines and complimented me
on how pretty and lovely they looked. He then slid them down and
almost off and left them on one of my feet. "I have been thinking
about this too, all summer long", is what he said as he applied some
lubrication to my vagina. As he started entering me, I made the
comment about having something to clean up the mess, and he assured me
that he did. It was actually comical, as I laid back, with my dress
and all of the crinolines, bunched up around my waist, I could not
even see John as the thrust in and out of me, only once in a while
could I see his face. John was really enjoying himself, thrusting in
and out of me, telling me how tight and virginal my pussy felt, and
that it felt so good. John's thrusts intensified and finally I could
feel his cock pulsating and hearing him grunting, again, I knew he had
cum. I felt John pull out of me and warned him to grab some tissues
quick, and he did, and spent the next several minutes wiping me up and
making sure that none got on my dress. When he was sure that no more
was going to come out, he pulled my panties up and slipped my shoes
back on.

I sat back up and there was John with his head leaning back on
the seat telling me how absolutely incredible it was. I leaned over
and gave him a long kiss and told him I was glad that he enjoyed
himself. I looked out the window and noticed that we were in the
downtown Toronto core and that we have to hurry and get ready. John
told me not to worry, he was going to signal the driver when we were
ready to actually arrive at the hotel and that I should not rush while
"fixing" myself up. John slipped his underwear and pants back on and
was wiping some of the lipstick on his face off. I on the other hands
tried as best I could to straighten my dress and crinolines and did up
a couple of bows that had come undone. I then used the lighted mirror
in the limo and touched up my blush, fluffed my hair, dabbed a bit
more perfume on and applied another coat of lipstick. I told John I
was ready and he poured two more glasses of champagne and we toasted
the evening. John then pushed a button on the door and that signaled
the driver that we were ready to go to the hotel.

We were not that far away, all the driver was doing was circling
the block until we were ready. We arrived at the front of the hotel,
and I had seen it a million times, from the outside a million times
but this was so special and I was really excited. As the limo came to
a stop, an usher came and opened the door and John stepped out and
then offered me his hand as I stepped out of the limo. I grabbed my
purse on the way out and as soon as I got out, opened my parasol, and
daintily slung it over my shoulder and grabbed John's arm and we were
off.
As soon as we stepped in the front lobby I was floored at how
elegant this place was, with high ceilings, chandeliers galore!. John
lead the way, and we found a sign board that had a bunch of events
listed including a few Weddings, then we found ours, "Prom 2000,
Embassy Room". John found an arrow indicating the direction it was in
and we started walking that way. I got a ton of "my how lovely", or
"my how darling", as we walked along from a few women that I made eye
contact with, every time, I just smiled back at them and then John. We
passed about three other banquet rooms that had Weddings going on and
one that had the Bride standing outside posing for pictures, we did
make eye contact and smiled at each other. Finally we came to the end
of the long hall, and there was a reception desk out front and John
took the lead and went and registered us.

He took my arm and told us that we had to get our picture taken
first, and just inside the doors to the grandest ballroom I have every
seen was an area that was set up with a giant sparkly sigh that said,
Prom 2000". John gave them our information and we were asked to stand
in various poses and about 5 pictures were taken. After wards, there
was an area that did not have tables set up, and we were told that is
the "mingling area". John escorted me there and there was a waitress
walking around with trays of full champagne glasses and John grabbed
two, and I told him we need to find were we are sitting so I get rid
of my purse. He told me it was table 12 and we walked around until we
found it and on the table was a nametag with my name on it, and a big
gold star beside it and John's. I pulled out my chair, put down my
purse and slid it back it, I grabbed the glass of champagne from John
and we headed back to the "mingling area".

Eventually the place started filling up, and then I started to
notice that there were really only a few men and the place was full of
girls/women. I then realized that allot of couples came together both
all dressed up, oh well, at least I had my sweet John. As we stood
there I did some people watching, and saw allot of really gorgeous
dresses and really pretty women/girls (it was hard to tell who was
what at that point). I got tons of compliments on my ensemble and
allot said, "my we went all out didn't we", and I thanked them for the
compliment and for the most part complimented them back. We chatted
for a while, and I knew John was liking the scenery as I occasionally
would look down and see his cock straining against his pants. What I
noticed was this was a very well organized event as they had two very
attractive male models in tuxes and those without male dates were
posing with them in the Prom picture area.

Dinner was then announced and we headed to our table and already
sitting there was 3 other couples (John was to be the only "male" at
the table), as we walked around the table we made our introductions,
until finally we got to our seats. John was the gentleman and pulled
out my chair, I closed my parasol and then the fun began, I did not
have enough room to begin with and had to squeeze my dress and
crinolines tightly together just to sit down!. I eventually managed
but the material opened like a parachute under the table and I knew
John would not mind, but was wondering about the person that was going
to be to my left. The last couple for the table came, and as they were
walking around making their introductions, I noticed, the woman's name
on the card next to mine did not have a star on it. Her name was Ann,
and introduced her partner as Fay, Ann was definitely a genetic female
and Fay was her partner. When Ann pulled out her chair, I immediately
apologized for the fact, that half of the huge crinoline and skirt
were sitting right were she was supposed to. She laughed and said that
she had been married a few weeks before and could totally understand
as she wore a very large crinoline under her Wedding dress. She told
me that she spotted me in the crowds as we mingled and really thought
my outfit was adorable and that she was floored I was not a real
woman. Ann reached down and gathered up the crinolines and the skirt
and basically bunched them between us as she sat down, she then said,
"that is what my Bridesmaids did for me and it worked out well".

The first thing I noticed about Ann was her dress, I had the
exact same one!, a lovely hunter green off the shoulder velvet formal,
short and sexy. I leaned over and commented to her, "That is a NU-Mode
dress is it not?", Ann look at me and smiled and said, "yes, how did
you know that?". I explained I had the exact same dress in my closet
and many more NU-Modes and loved them. She said it was her partner's
favorite as well and that she insisted that she wear it to the Prom.
The other thing I noticed is that she looked close to me in age.

Dinner was starting to be served and everyone at the table
carried on idle talk as we ate. From time to time, John would sneak
his hand under the table and grab my lace covered hand and bring it to
his crotch, and I would give a quick squeeze as I smiled back at him.
Dinner was over and the dessert was going to be served and I told John
that I had to use the washroom, and I said it loud enough so that Ann
could hear. I looked over at Ann, and apologized that I had to disturb
her as I got up to find the ladies room, Ann told me, "no problem, I
have to go as well, I'll come with you". We both grabbed our purses
and headed off to find the nearest washroom. As we walked out of the
Ballroom, Ann looked over at me and smiled and said, "I was wondering
when you had to go, there was no way you are going to be able to take
care of nature with that much fabric to work with and would need some
help!". I told her my spouse dressed me for this Prom and that she
insisted that I wear 2 crinolines for maximum effect of the dress.

She then stopped dead in her tracks and gently grabbed my arm,
and said, "you are married?", I told her yes, and then she looked
puzzled and said, "then who is the gentleman you are with?". I smiled
and told her, "he is a date that my spouse set me up with, he rented a
limo and everything for this". She just shook her head and we started
walking again, "my you have a very special spouse", I told her I knew
that. We came up on washroom just out side of the ballroom, and
quickly spotted the men's room, but on the "ladies" room door was a
sign, "FOR PROM 'GIRLS' ONLY" and a sign that indicated with an arrow
the next available ladies room. We looked at each other and kept on
walking, and after passing a few different ballrooms with Weddings we
found the next ladies room.

When we entered, we both gasped, the first area was huge, a well
lighted area with tons of mirrors and well lighted vanities with
antique stools at them, the floor was white marble. We both looked at
each other and just mouthed "wow", there was a set of double doors
which lead to an equally large room, again well lighted and this is
were the sinks and 15 stalls were. The room was crowded and we both
had to wait for a stall, it was really an experience as in one of the
stalls the giggles of two Bridesmaids trying to help a Bride go to the
washroom, echoed in the room. Ann got behind me and told me she would
follow me into the first available stall, one came available and she
came in, closed the door, and told me to hand me her purse, she set
them down on a table in the attached to the wall in the stall. She
told me to turn around and face her, she then started grabbing the
fabric in the rear and pushed it up around the back of the toilet, as
soon as my butt had a clear shot to sit down she told me to sit. Then
at the front of my skirt she grabbed the crinolines and skirt and
pushed it up my to almost my waist, telling me to grab the fabric,
holding it down with my elbows.

She smiled and said the rest was up to me, and giggled a little
as she noted I was wearing a garter, garter belt as well as stockings.
I reminded her that my spouse dressed me and she wanted everything to
be special. She turned around and I pulled my panties down and found
they were a little moist from John's cum. I began to tinkle in the
bowl and when I was done, wiped, then pulled up my panties. I told her
I was done and lowered the front of my skirt and crinolines. She
helped me stand up and made sure nothing would drop and get wet. She
handed me her purse and told me, "We might as well get you sitting at
a vanity before I go pee", and then we headed to the other room and we
walked up to one of the vanities and pulled out a stool. She then told
me, "now lift up one side of your dress and crinolines completely, so
I can slid this under you". She did and I plopped down, it must have
looked hilarious as you could not see the stool at all!. Ann went to
the other room and I freshened up my blush, fluffed my hair and
applied another coat of lipstick. Just as I was touching up my perfume
Ann came and sat beside me and complimented me on how nice it smelt, I
offered her some and she accepted. I complimented her on how she knew
her stuff when it came to dresses like mine and she just commented
after her Wedding, she feels like an expert.

When we were out of earshot of all of the other women in the
vanity area, Ann quietly asked, "have you had a sex change and
cosmetic work done?", I told her no and asked why. She then smiled and
said, "you don't look like a man in a dress, your voice is very
feminine, and for God's sake, you pee like a woman!". I asked her what
she meant and said, any woman knows the sound of another peeing, and
your hands were no where near your crotch!. I then smiled and told her
my little "secret" and she was shocked, she had never heard about
anything like that, I told her it was great, and hid everything
completely, and even allowed penetration. She was in awe and even more
shocked when I told her my date John has taken full advantage of the
last feature. She then asked what my spouse thought about the
possibility of that, and I simply opened my purse and showed her what
was inside and I told her my spouse packed it for me. She just shook
her head and said, "girl, you are something else".

She told me to simply stand up and walk away from the vanity when
I was done and everything should work out fine, and she was right. We
headed back to the table and of course John made a comment about how
long we women take to just go pee, and I just smiled back at him as
Ann was helping me with my crinolines to sit down.

Dessert was pretty much finished by the time we got back to the
table, but I did not feel like dessert anyway. After they had cleared
the dishes from Dessert the festivities began, and after a couple of
speeches and such, they announced it was time to pick the Prom Queen.
We all had a piece of paper and pen, the idea was simple, all girls
that wanted to participate would take one walk across the stage and
everyone would vote, the girl with the most would win. The girls that
wanted to participate started to make their way to the stage, but I
was not moving. Ann grabbed my arm and said, get your parasol Joyce
and go!, there was no way I was going up, but Ann whispered in my ear,
"first prize is the honeymoon suite here for an evening and $2000
cash, I am sure John would like the opportunity to take a Prom Queen
this evening".

She had a point, I gulped and stood up with Ann's help and opened
my parasol and made my way to the stage. About 30 girls in all were
there, some were drop dead gorgeous. We all lined up and I nearly died
when they called my name but I walked to the front of the stage,
daintily holding my parasol and did a turn and went back to the back
of the Stage with the other girls. I was shaking like a leaf, but one
girl told me that I got the most applause so far as we stood there
while the other girls walked to the front and paraded. We stood there
for a good 15 minutes with the crowd staring at us as they counted the
ballots. Finally they announced they had the winners, "and the second
runner up for Prom Queen 2000, Miss Joyce Devries", I was petrified, I
couldn't move, some of the girls were hugging me and congratulating
me, and pushing me towards the front of the stage as the crowd
applauded. They handed me a beautiful large bouquet of flowers, a sash
that said, "2nd runner up, Prom 2000", the girl that handed them to me
told me to cradle them in my left arm. I thought my knees were going
to give out, but I was still shaking as they announced the second
runner up, and when she came to the front I gave her a big smile. Then
finally Prom Queen was announced and she was absolutely stunning and
had on a figure hugging sequined gown, with a thigh high slit, and
from the tip of her heels to her perfectly pouty lips, she was a
definite knockout. Another Prom Queen, probably from the last Prom
came out and crowned her.

After all of the applauding stopped, the three of us were lead to
the one side of the stage and told to see the reception desk when we
left for our prizes. We were then escorted back to the glittery "Prom
2000" sign were pictures were taken, of the three of us, and then each
individually. When they were done we were asked to pose and the guests
were invited to snap pictures if they wanted, well!, I was nearly
blinded as flash after flash went off, and in the front of the line
was Ann. They took our flowers and told us we could pick them up when
we left. When I got back to the table, and John stood up to greet me,
and I was literally floating on air as kissed me long and hard in
front of everyone, some of the couples gasped, but I looked back at
Ann and she was just smiling. I closed my parasol and sat back down
with the help of Ann, and after I was settled, she leaned over and
whispered, "After that kiss girl, it looks like you are his Prom Queen
anyway, and will be taken". I told her it had already been once that
evening and I expect a couple more. She just shook her head and smiled
at me as she sipped on her wine. I then asked Ann what 3rd place was
and she said she did not know, but the next time we went to the ladies
room, we would ask at the Prom reception table.

I was around 8pm when they dimmed the band came on to play, I
held John's hand and told him that I was not a fan of fast dancing,
but rather slow romantic dancing, and he told me he was as well. As
fortune would have it, the first song was a slow and romantic song and
I was lost in John's eyes as he whisked me around the dance floor.
John was quite the dancer and I relaxed and simply followed his lead.
John was the perfect gentleman, always making sure I had a fresh drink
and of course our kissing, hug and hand holding got more amorous. Ann
noticed this and once when John went to get more drinks she leaned
over and told me that maybe we should, "get a room", I said we had one
but that was for the ride home, she just smiled back at me. When John
came back I looked over at Ann and asked if she was ready for a powder
room break, and she was.

We grabbed our purses and headed to the reception desk were the
people that were running it congratulated me at finishing 3rd and
asked if I was picking up my prize. I told them no and just asked what
it was, they told me it was $500 cash, a real pearl necklace and a
women's formal Rolex watch, with real diamonds in it!. Ann just looked
at me and said, "girl you made out like a bandit", I smiled back and
thanked the people and told them I would be by later for it. On the
way to the ladies room Ann looked at me and said, "oh and by the way
you dance like a woman", I just smiled back.

Ann and I made it to the ladies room, and it was around 10pm and
the place was absolutely packed, the line up for the stalls was well
into the vanity area and all the vanities were being used. It was
special though as the crowd of women were all dressed up, and it
looked like three different Wedding parties were in the room or the
line up, with Bridesmaid's everywhere and two Brides, one was three
ahead of me in line. As we crept slowly to the front of the line for
the stalls a woman tapped me on the shoulder and when I turned around
she told me she just loved my dress and said she has not seen a
Bridesmaid dress as pretty as mine for a while. I just smiled back and
told her "thank you", she asked me how the Wedding was, and how I
liked being a Bridesmaid. I just smiled and told her it was a magical
day, I looked forward and there was Ann looking back smiling and
whispered, "liar".

Eventually Ann had a stall come free and I knew the drill and
followed her into the stall, Ann obviously had to go more than I did
as she bolted in first and I quickly closed the door behind me and
handed me her purse. In a flash she had her short dress up around her
hips and her pantyhose and panties around her knees, I barely had
enough time to turn around. She just quietly said, "I still believe
you are a woman, so that is nothing you have not seen before". When
she was done it was my turn and we went through the drill, this time
she did not turn around and after I tinkled, and wiped, she asked if
she could look. I said "what?", she then said, "We have been talking
about it all night, I just want a peak, after all we are just girls in
here". Before I knew it, she lifted my crinolines up and stared at it,
and whispered, "oh my God, I cannot believe it". I slid my panties up
and she helped me off the toilet, still commenting on how real it
looked.

We left the stall and headed to the vanity area, and thank
heavens it had cleared out a bit and Ann helped me sit down and I
began working on freshening up, Ann was not beside me, but I was
sitting in between two beautiful Bridesmaid's in matching dresses. We
exchanged friendly smiles as we all freshened up. I slid off the stool
and the timing was perfect as Ann was done as well, and we headed back
to the Ballroom to join our partners. John was obviously glad to see
me as he gave me a long and deep kiss before he pulled out my chair
and let Ann help me sit down.

We danced all of the slow dances and I barely had time to sit
down, it was weird seeing people dancing, both dressed in cocktail
gowns. The two male (gay) models they hired and were asking those with
a genetic female partner if they would like to dance, I thought that
was nice. The evening was winding down and the desserts were being
brought out, the time was around 12:15am, and more importantly I could
tell John was getting hotter and hotter. When they took a break to
serve dessert, John just whispered in my ear, "if we do not go soon, I
am going to explode in my pants, and I have a much more appetizing
dessert waiting for you in the limo. I was getting tired anyway and my
feet were really starting to feel the effects of the all the dancing
in the heels, and I gave him a long kiss. I told him "I like your idea
of dessert better, let me say goodbye to a couple of people then find
Ann, and use the ladies room one last time".

I found the two other Prom Queens and gave them hugs and said my
good bye's as well as few other people and headed back to the table. I
waited by the table for Ann and when I saw her across the room, I got
her attention, I held up my purse and she came right over. I told we
were going to leave and that I needed one more trip to the ladies room
before going home. She told me "no problem" and proceeded to grab her
purse. John offered my arm and I grabbed my purse and parasol and we
were off. The first stop was the registration table to pick up my
prize and my flowers. They gave John a bag with all of the prizes and
then handed us a picture that was taken when we arrived, and we were
told that there is a package in there if we want to order more, the
picture looked perfect!. They also told me that my "Queen" picture was
going to be mailed to me and I was so excited. They then handed me my
flowers and said congratulations again and hope I had a good time, and
I told them I certainly did. As we walked down the long hallway, allot
of the Weddings were starting to end and allot of people were milling
about in the halls, and I got lots of approving looks as I walked down
the hall with my flowers and on the arm of John. Once we got to the
ladies room, I handed John my flowers and he informed me he would take
everything and meet me in the main lobby while he arranged the limo to
pick us up.

When we entered the vanity portion of the washroom, thank heavens
it was not that crowded and we only had a little wait for a stall.
Again, Ann followed me in and we went through the same routine and
again Ann had another look at my vagina and shook her head. She then
commented, "when does the garter come off?", I said my spouse picked
that up so I could give it to John as a 'momento' of the evening, so
probably when he drops me off". We left the stall and found vanities
side by side and both freshened up, and I took the time to thank her
for all of her help, she grabbed my hand and said, "it was sincerely
my pleasure". Once I was all touched up I packed up my purse for one
final time and we both left the ladies room.

Ann offered to walk with me to the door to meet John and I
thanked her and we were off. As we walked she asked what I thought was
going to happen, and I said, "if it was anything like the ride here,
quite erotic". She replied, "I have always wondered what it would be
like to make love in a limo, I have never had the chance", I told her
it was fantastic, but that is not all we did. She asked me what I
meant, and I just smiled and licked my lips. She had a huge grin and
said, "you are such a naughty woman!, I wish I had your spirit!". She
stopped me and opened her purse pulled out a pen and paper and copied
down my email address and gave me hers and told me she wants to hear
all about what happened on the ride home, I told her I would tell her.

We got to the grand entrance and there was John waiting and
announced that the limo was waiting. I turned to Ann and gave her a
big hug and we gave each other a friendly kiss, and said our good-
byes. She then leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "I still think
you are woman inside and out, take care of him like one", I smiled
back and told her I would. As a "parting shot", I quietly told her
that her outfit would have looked better with 4" heels and a garter
belt and sheer black stockings. She smiled back and told me, "after
meeting you, I think in some ways I have learned how to be more of a
woman and I certainly will wear that in the future with this dress,
thanks again". She turned and walked back towards the ballroom.

John told me the flowers and the prizes were already in the limo
and offered me his arm and we were off to the limo. As we stepped out
of the hotel, the night air was chilly and John knew this and hugged
me tight and told me the limo was nice and warm inside. The driver
opened the door and I slid in, and saw John handing what looked like
$100 bill. When John got in and I asked what that was for, he told me,
I have told him to drive around, he did not care where, but get us in
my driveway for 3am. So that gave us almost 2 1/2 hours to finish the
evening and I just smiled back at John. First John cracked open a
fresh bottle of champagne and poured two glasses and handed me one and
then toasted the evening.

As the limo pulled away and the city lights were left behind, I
had no idea were the driver was taking us, and really did not care, as
I really did not want the night to end. John pulled me close and very
gently brought my lips to his and kissed me very deeply and not
passionately and quickly like earlier in the evening, but slower and
deeper. As he kissed me he caressed my breasts and enjoyed the fabric
of my dress, while we still kissed I raised my crinoline and dress up
so that he could enjoy my stockings and he did. The caressing and slow
deep kissing continued on for some time and then John broke the kiss
and told me he very badly wanted to make slow and passionate love to
me, and he wanted it to last and last. I told him we had 2 1/2 hours,
so as long as I got my dessert, he could take as long as he wanted. I
slipped off of the seat, and worked my skirt and crinoline so I could
sit on back on my heels, and I took the liberty of undoing his belt,
removing his shoes and finally lowering his pants and under wear and
totally removing them. This occasion was different than the afternoon
when we had light, and this time only some low lights at the bottom of
the limo and the passing street lights allowed us to see each other.
John explained we could not put on the interior lights, or we would be
seen. I knelt before John, I licked up and down his rock hard shaft
and cleaned up all the pre-cum that had formed and it was allot. I
opened my lips wide and was about to go down on John and he stopped
me.

He pulled me up to the seat and again kissed me deep and slow and
then broke the kiss and told me he wanted this to last a long time,
and that my tight and not so virgin pussy would be just perfect this
time. I smiled back and told him whatever he wanted, he got, after
this evening, I would do anything he wanted. He smiled back, and said
what he really wanted was to make sweet long love to a Prom Queen. I
gently reminded him that I was not the Prom Queen, but he told me that
that I came that close enough I was HIS Prom Queen. I smiled and gave
him a long and inviting kiss and then broke it and asked, "so what can
your Prom Queen do to really please you". He then smiled and said, "I
want you from the rear, doggy style", I immediately said, "I am really
sorry, I cannot do that, really I am sorry". He gently squeezed my
hands and said, "your pussy my dear, your pussy, not anal". I smiled
back and said, I would be more than willing to oblige, I grabbed my
champagne glass and finished my drink and then asked were he wanted to
take me as the seats were too skinny. John produced a lovely pillow
and said, "we have tons of room between the seats, and I have taken
care of your knees so you will not ruin your stockings.

He placed the pillow on the floor and I maneuvered my skirts and
crinolines so that I could place my stocking covered knees on the
pillow. Once they were on there and I had my hands on the floor I
started working on the rear of my skirt and crinolines. John came up
from behind me and pushed my hands away and told me it would be his
pleasure to find my pussy. He gently pushed me forward and I ended up
with my head cradled in my hands and my panty covered pussy high in
the air, ready for entry. I felt John work my crinolines and dress up
my hips and onto my back until he found my panties. He lowered them to
my knees and I could not see him at all but told him lubrication would
not be necessary and he just moaned and said that he knew it, as my
panties were wet. I could hear John behind me and he was getting into
position and then I felt him push into my pussy from the rear, but
this time not hard and fast, but gently and slowly. I noticed a huge
difference from when he entered me from the front and could feel his
sex rub directly against mine. John was very sweet as he slowly made
love to me, he kept telling me how pretty I was, and how he was loving
to take a Prom Queen that evening.

As John slowly pushed in and out of my pussy, I could feel my own
sex start to build but was hoping it would not get to a climax as it
would cause a real mess. I was really starting to enjoy John's slow
and gentle pushes in and out, and started pushing back on him. He kept
on telling me how pretty I was and that how tight and sexy my pussy
was. John must have been pushing in and out of me for literally 45
minutes, my knees and elbows were starting to feel it, and eventually
he started speeding the pushing faster and faster and he kept on
crying my name out. How I was his "take" and his Prom Queen and
finally I felt him even more than before spasm over and over and he
subsided and collapsed on my back. Thanks heavens I did not release
and managed to keep my composure, but I do not know how I did it, I
guess the fear of trying to clean up my own mess was the biggest.

John then withdrew from me and quickly grabbed some tissues and
made sure I was all drained before he pulled up my panties and lowered
my crinolines and skirt. I was still bent over when I felt him sit
down, and heard him say, "come sit with me my Princess". I got up and
arranged my crinolines and dress and sat next to him. He gave me a
long and tender kiss and when we broke, he told me how incredibly
sweet it was making love to his Prom Queen. I just smiled back and
looked deep into his eyes and moved towards him for another long and
sweet kiss. After that kiss, he filled our champagne glasses and while
he was doing that I was staring out the window, thinking how special
this evening was, and realizing I had absolutely no clue where we
were!. John snapped me back to reality as he handed me my glass and
proposed another toast to the evening. After taking a sip, I lowered
my lace covered hand to his now limp cock and asked him, "is there
more in there for me?". He just smiled and said, "my dear of course
there is, but this time, I want you to take your time and really enjoy
it, I want a really, really long and slow blowjob".

We kissed and kissed for about 15 minutes, and John caressed my
legs and enjoyed my breasts. My hands caressed his cock and I could
feel it start to come to life again, and John commented on how he
loved the lace of my gloves on his cock. He broke our kiss and poured
one last glass of champagne and proposed one last toast and as we
sipped our champagne, asked if I was now ready for dessert?. I smiled
back at him and told him, after I was finished my drink, I would be
really ready for dessert. We stared at each other and sipped on our
drinks while still holding hands, once our drinks were finished, John
looked at his watch and told me, "2:30am my dear, you best start your
dessert".

I put down my glass, and John placed the pillow at his feet and I
took the cue and arranged my skirts and crinolines so that I was
comfortably sitting back on my heels. I grabbed for my purse and
pulled out my lighted compact and applied a thick and healthy coat of
lipstick and slowly licked my lips as I stared at John. John just
smiled back and moved his hips closer to the edge of the seat and
leaned back. His cock was semi-erect and I leaned forward and slowly
started enjoying it. I used long and slow licks to make sure John felt
the maximum stimulation, and as I did that did his cock grew harder
and harder till finally it was totally erect and massive. I then very
slowly lowered my lips to John's cock head, and then over and started
pumping up and down and all the while caressing his balls. This time I
used my tongue to flick it continuously over the head of John's cock
and I could hear John groaning in approval. John's hands gently
caressed my hair as I worked on all aspects of his hard member, I
licked it like a lollypop, at times spent 5 minutes just licking the
tip of his cock and not using my hands. I felt John's pre-cum building
and when I did, I would slowly go down and just gently suck and lick
on his balls. I could tell John was building up like a volcano, but
did not want him to blow until he was good and ready. Back and forth I
went and I could hear him groaning and moaning about his "Princess
Prom Queen", and I worked him up and down as slow as ever. Every time
I heard him get close I would stop and just go down on his balls, I
knew my man well enough now to know when he was going to cum.

I had no idea how long I had been sucking and licking John, but
felt the limo make a right turn and onto gravel and then stop and knew
that we were in my driveway. However, I was not done yet and continued
my teasing, until he could take no more and the pre-cum really started
oozing out, at that point I stopped completely, moved back onto my
heels and looked up at him, his face covered in sweat and panting like
a puppy dog. I calmly reached over, grabbed my lipstick and applied
another healthy coat, John just smiled at me at said, "Princess, you
better be ready for a mouthful". I just smiled and continued the
teasing and then finally, knew I could tease no more and opened my
lips wide and wrapped them around his cock head and pumped up and down
for about 5 minutes. He then he grabbed my head and thrust his hips up
and groaned louder than I have heard before and literally screamed my
name as he blew his load. My god did he come more than I have ever
seen before, load after load left his cock and down my throat, I could
not swallow that fast, and I had cum dripping down either side of my
mouth as I could not keep up. He finally stopped and I cleaned him up
and tried to wipe the excess cum off my face.

I sat back on the seat opposite him as he recovered and told me
that was THE best blowjob he has ever had, and that he would have to
rest for a moment, I smiled back and said, "well thank you". I
straightened out my crinolines and dress while John slipped his
underwear and pants on. I took out my lighted mirror and applied
another coat of lipstick, and smiled back at John telling him there
was one more thing he had to do. He smiled and asked what it was, and
I told him the garter I was wearing was for him and that if he wanted
it, he would have to go for it. He dropped to the floor and moved my
crinolines and skirt up and found it on my stocking covered leg and
pulled it down. When he came up with it, I asked him to hand it to me
and I opened my purse and doused it with Obsession perfume, and handed
it back to him. He put it to his nose and said, "my dear Princess Prom
Queen, I will never forget this evening or this smell".

John then suggested he walk me to the door and I agreed and
grabbed the flowers and my prizes and opened the door to the limo I
grabbed my parasol and purse and John offered me his hand to help me
out. The early morning air was really cool, but I really did not care.
John handed me my flowers and I cradled them in my left arm just like
I did on stage and John complimented me on how he will never for get
seeing me on the stage. He walked me to the back door and I could see
that the lights were still on inside and as we approached the back
door, he took me in his arms and gave me a soft and long lingering
"goodnight kiss". We stared long at each other and I had tears running
down my face, he then said, "so long my dear Princess, until the next
time", as he turned and left for the limo and the evening was over. I
was searching for the keys for the back door when it swung open and
there was my spouse, dressed in a housecoat squealing with glee, "PROM
QUEEN???!!", she grabbed my arm and puled me in the house.

Before I could say anything she gave me a long and hard kiss, and
when we broke it she grabbed my hands and just stared at me and said
"I cannot believe it!, my little girl one of the Prom Queens!". I can
tell you were having fun in the driveway for a while, with an evil
grin on her face. I smiled back and said, "I don't know what you are
talking about?", she then said, "well that was some goodnight kiss,
and the limo was in the driveway for at least 15 minutes before you
came in, and I can taste him when I kissed you". I started to blush,
and she then said, "had to suck him off one last time?", I said
nothing and then she took her middle finger and wiped it against my
left cheek, and smiled back at me. On her finger was a glob of John's
cum, she look at me in the eyes and put the finger near my lips and
said, "you know what they say Joyce, &#3

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"you know what they say Joyce, 'good to the last drop'". I
blushed even more, but opened my lips and she put her finger in my
mouth and I licked it clean, and then afterwards licked my lips and
smiled at my spouse.

She then looked in my prize bag and asked me what was in it and I
told her and she was shocked and pulled out the necklace and the watch
and then finally the Prom picture, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She looked at me teary eyed and said that the picture was beautiful,
and then I told her that another was coming with me in front of the
same sign with the other Prom Queens. She said that she could not wait
to see that one, she then grabbed me by the hand lead me into the
living room and sat me down and told me to tell her everything about
the Prom. I spent the next 30 minutes or so explaining everything from
the contest to my new friend Ann, the washroom trips, and she held my
hands and smiled the whole time. She then said, "it sounds like a
magical and wonderful time at the Prom, now tell me about the limo".

At first I told her I did not know what she was talking about,
but she gripped my hands harder and said, "I already know what John
wanted to do, just tell me if it happened". I blushed profusely and
told her, yes, her smile got bigger and she asked, "how many times?".
I told her he made love to me twice and I gave him head twice. She
asked if I enjoyed it, and I told her "yes", as well I told her, it
was really stimulating when he took me doggy style in my pussy. She
asked how I managed to clean up my own mess with my rubber vagina on.
I then told her that I had not actually had any release at all for
fear of having to try and clean up in a limo or a public place. She
pulled back and looked at me and said, "girl you must be in pain", I
had to lower my head and quietly said, "yes". My spouse said she had
an idea, but would get to that later. Firstly she wanted to know how
big John really was and I made the side of him with my thumb and
forefinger and she shook her head.

She calmly stood up and walked into the kitchen and then came
back with three cucumbers and asked me to pick which was closest to
John's cock. I found one that was reasonably close and she handed to
me and asked me to demonstrate my "talent". I grabbed it and opened my
lips as far as they would go and started sucking on it, just like
John. I closed my eyes and then imagined it was John and eventually my
spouse stopped me and said, "I get the idea, my you have turned out to
be quite the little Prom slut this evening". I just lowered my head
and said that I was not. My spouse grabbed me by the shoulder and
said, "it is really late, why don't you go downstairs and change. I
have made your bed, and the negligee that John bought you in the
spring is there waiting for you, don't change your hose or panties and
join me in my room".

I stood up and turned around and my spouse undid the clasp at the
top of my dress and unzipped me. I then grabbed my purse and parasol
and headed to my special room to change. When I got there, I found my
bed all made and ready to go and the lovely black negligee laid out
and ready. I slipped out of my dress and hung it up and managed to get
out of the crinolines and hung them up. I slipped out of the
uncomfortable bra and then slipped into the negligee, kicked off my
heels and headed upstairs to my spouse's room.

When I opened the door, I was surprised, lying on the bed was my
spouse, with a black negligee on similar to mine, pulled up so that
her pussy was exposed and she was playing with it, with a vibrator.
She smiled at me and coyly said, "mmmm, you don't know how good this
feels my little Prom Queen", she paused for a minute and removed the
vibrator from her pussy and said, "or do you want to?". I didn't know
what to say and she got up off the bed and gave me a deep long kiss
and told me that "Mommy wants to take care of her little Prom Queen's
'problem'". She then lead me by the hand to the bed and told me to
pretend she was John and to get in "doggy style" position. I did as I
was told, and rested my head in my cradled arms, with my pussy well in
the air and felt my spouse raise my negligee and then lower my
panties. She could help but comment, "my these panties are very wet",
and proceeded to move up the bed and placed the vibrator next to my
mouth and said, "I know this is much smaller than John, but suck on it
and taste me, and get it wet". I did what I was told and it tasted
sweet of her juices and I sucked it for a minute or two and she took
it out and moved to the rear of me.

She immediately made the comment that there was no need for
lubrication, then proceeded to slowly insert the vibrator into my
pussy. She started moving it in and out slowly and at first there was
little or no stimulation, she kept asking, "how does that feel my
little Prom Queen?". I told her it felt nice, but nothing special, the
she turned on the vibrator and all that changed, I immediately started
groaning as the feeling was so good. My spouse recognized that and
commented, "mmm, does my little Prom Queen like that?", I moaned back,
"yes Mommy". She kept that up for several minutes asking me to tell
her all about the things that made the evening so special. I managed
to tell her in broken sentences about the evening, but the pleasure
the vibrator was giving me was making that hard. She then turned the
speed on the vibrator up and I started moaning even more, and the
stimulation was causing me to get more and more excited, at this point
I started pushing my pussy back for more and more stimulation. I could
hear my spouse giggling and then she said, "my, the little Prom slut
is getting more and more horny!", I could only groan back, "yes".

Then my spouse decided to finish me off and turned the vibrator
as high as it would go and then really started thrusting in and out of
me quickly. All I could see was stars and she started chanting, "tell
me what you want 'Prom Queen slut'", over and over, and eventually,
lost in the climax of the moment, I was crying out, "take your Prom
Queen John, Fuck me!!", then it happened, I climaxed into the rubber
vagina, and my spouse could tell and did not stop as I cried out,
"ohhh John...", finally I collapsed. She then pulled out the vibrator
and turned it off and brought it to my lips. "I think John left you
something", as she smiled and pushed it into my mouth. I sucked it
clean and could taste John all over again.

I felt some of my own seed starting to leak from the rubber
vagina and quickly got off the bed and headed for the washroom. My
spouse was lying on the bed and said, "have a shower and see you later
today Joyce my darling". As I was leaving the room I heard the
vibrator turn on and looked back to see my spouse slowly inserting it
into her own vagina.

I removed all my clothes and stepped into the shower, when I
removed the rubber vagina my load dumped onto the shower floor and I
used the opportunity to clean up. As I slipped all my lingerie back
on, I could heard the birds chirping and saw that the sun was starting
to rise. I crawled into bed and it was not until 3pm later that day
that I woke up and had to relieve myself again as I thought about the
wonderful experience of the night before.

Ann and I have stayed in contact, I told her all about the limo
ride home and she sent me pictures from the evening. Sadly, John
disappeared and I have not heard from him since, but hopefully one day
I will.

Epilogue:

The evening you have read about was totally 100% reality, and was
exactly what I enjoy when dating my dream date,