Steffie drew more looks than she was used to when she walked into the Laundromat. But then again, she'd never really visited the Laundromat as Steffie before tonight.
She had deliberated long and hard about what to wear tonight. She had finally decided to go with a sleeveless crepe coatdress. It was mauve (almost the same color as the panties she'd worn that first fateful night!) with a v-neck and tank straps. Princess seams helped shape the button front. As she swished into the Laundromat the back vent teased onlookers with a peek at her stocking-covered inner thigh. Underneath it, all was the lingerie Ty had hidden in her basket last week. Matching pink pumps with four-inch heels completed the outfit.
Though she was more self-conscious because of the looks she was drawing, she felt more at ease as she filled her usual washer with her lingerie. Emboldened by her new-found freedom, she even fussed a bit more with it than Peter would have. After all, she thought, she looked like a girl who should have plenty of sexy things to wash.
Her heels clicked on the tile floor as she found her seat, careful not to give the gawkers much to gawk at. She quickly rummaged through the neat stack of magazines until she found what she was looking for.
On the cover of the magazine, a sissy in black lingerie was kneeling in front of three studs. She was wearing an over-stuffed bra, a waist cincher, a garter belt with stockings, high heels, and a platinum blond pageboy wig. The three naked studs were all grinning and stroking their hard cocks. Her upturned face was very pretty — an excellent makeup job — except for two things.
One, her badly smeared lipstick made it evident her mouth had recently been well-used; and two, the rest of her face was covered with globs and strings of thick white cum. Some of the cum had dripped off her chin and fallen on her bra, some had landed in her hair, and a fair bit of it was in her open mouth. Cum Covered Sissies was emblazoned in dripping white letters near the top.
Steffie felt her clittie twitch inside her "borrowed" panties. She slipped the magazine into a more respected periodical before she started casually flipping through it. As she suspected, her eyes were met with page upon page of sissies sucking and fucking cock until their faces and asses were covered in cum.
One sissy, in particular, caught her eye. She was the only one in the book who had been fucked on her back like a girl instead of doggy-style. She was sucking one cock while another man was on top of her. When they came, they both shot their creamy loads all over her clittie. The set finished with her jerking herself off and adding her cum to theirs, messily mixing the loads together with fingers that she licked clean.
Steffie suppressed a sudden urge to rush to the bathroom for relief. She was hot and horny now! She finished the magazine and looked around, trying to appear nonchalant. She was more than ready for her laundry to finish so she could get into the bathroom. Shortly after she began a second look through the magazine her washer finally stopped. Steffie stood up, mindful of more stares as she emptied her washer into the little wheeled cart.
She could feel her semi-hard clittie tucked between her ass cheeks oozing pre-cum, adding her own sticky fluid to the lube she had already prepared herself with. She had taken Ty's warning last week seriously and didn't want any delay in the night's coming pleasures.
As she wheeled her cart to the dryers, Ty walked over toward her. Her face lit slightly as he approached, but he brushed past her wordlessly. Her eyes followed him as he went to the women's restroom door, hanging an "Out of Order" sign upon it. Well, Steffie thought, at least I know tonight's venue hasn't changed.
She loaded her dryer, dropped some quarters, and started it spinning. She sat down with the magazine and began perusing it once more. She squirmed in her seat from time to time, rubbing her clittie in the process and keeping it in a constant state of semi-hardness. She was going to be so ready for a good fucking tonight!
Another set of pictures captured Steffie's attention as she made her way through the magazine a second time. In this set the sissy was being filled with cock at both ends — a large black man buried his huge dick balls-deep in her pale white ass while a white guy stretched her mouth with his thick tool. She was bent over the end of a couch as another sissy stood close enough to have her cock stroked as well.
The black man came deep inside her ass, and Steffie could tell from the look on her face that she felt every inch of it deep inside her. He pulled his dripping cock out of her gaping ass and it was replaced by the guy from her mouth. The white guy dropped his load inside her too. Steffie wondered why this set was in a magazine titled "Cum Covered Sissies," and why she hadn't noticed it the first time. She turned the page.
While the white guy pulled his cock from her ass, the second sissy lay down on the couch. An inset close-up shot showed just how widely gaped the well-fucked sissy's ass was. Steffie could see inside where hot cum had pooled. Then she was straddling the face of the second sissy, who began to eat her ass. As her ass was sucked out, she sucked the other sissy's cock.
As the other sissy came, she sprayed her load all over the first sissy's face. As she stood up, Steffie could see the second sissy's face. It was all smeared with the combined loads of the two studs she had cleaned from the other's ass. The set finished with each sissy cleaning one of the dirty cocks with their mouth.
Steffie stared in rapt attention. What a nasty set of pictures! Then, she wondered, if the pictures were so nasty, why was her stiff clittie fighting to be freed from her panties?
She was startled from her reverie by the sound of the dryer's buzzer. She could feel her face flush as she emptied the dryer and she knew it wasn't because of the heat from the dryer! Her clittie slowly softened as she sorted and folded her lingerie. She glanced around as she did so, and noticed that there were still a few patrons in the Laundromat — all of them men.
Most of them seemed to be doing nothing more than eyeing her. She slowed her sorting and folding activity. She wondered what she would do if they were still there, ogling her, by the time she finished.
Ty, it seemed, was having similar thoughts. He began sweeping up already clean floors, mostly pushing his broom around between the hangers-on and Steffie, making them move seats while he swept under them, etc. Finally, they got his not-so-subtle message, collected their things, and left.
Steffie breathed a mental sigh of relief. She was looking forward to tonight, perhaps a little too much. She needed to feel a real cock in her mouth and up her ass again. Cock, she decided, was more addictive than cigarettes.
She finished placing the neat piles of lingerie into her basket, slipping the magazine in somewhere near the bottom. Her clittie was dripping at the thought of getting into that bathroom for a thorough fucking.
She walked as calmly as she could to the men's room, the door's familiar squeaking sound greeting her as she pushed it open and stepped inside. She had very little to do to get ready for Ty tonight. Her coat dress buttoned down the front.
Steffie fumbled with the buttons, her hands shaking slightly. She slipped the dress off her shoulders, folding it neatly and placing it over the pipes running to the toilet. She checked her makeup and hair in the mirror and then stepped back to appraise her reflection.
She was wearing nothing now but the lingerie Ty had left for her. The pink satin and spandex slip had seamed cups with a black bow nestled between them. The straps were made of the same narrow pink and black organza ruffle that trimmed the tops of the bra cups. The hem was trimmed with more of the narrow ruffle, but also a wider pink ruffle as well. Another pair of black bows marked where the garters attached to the bottom of the slip.
The thong panties matched the slip, their waistband, and trim made of the same pink and black narrow ruffle. Two more black bows marked the top corners of the front panty panel. A pair of black seamed stockings met her pink patent leather pumps.
She took a deep, cleansing breath and knelt on the floor next to the sink facing the door. Barely a half-dozen heartbeats went by before the door creaked open, admitting Ty. He must be a horny boy tonight, Steffie thought.
Wordlessly he stood before her and, as expected, she crawled on her knees to him, reached up, and lowered his shorts and underwear in one fluid motion. His now-familiar cock bobbed invitingly in her face. She inhaled deeply, an electric charge coursing through her as his manly scent assaulted her senses. He was already hard and dripping pre-cum. She opened her mouth to suck his cock inside, but he stopped her cold. Instead, he cupped her chin in one hand, lifting as he said, "Stand up and turn around."
Steffie did as she was told, assuming the same position she had when he fucked her last week — bent over at the waist with her forearms resting on the sides of the sink and her feet a comfortable distance apart.
She felt his hands hungrily caressing her backside and she pushed back against him, reveling in the feeling. She could feel her clittie stirring once more at the thought of what she knew was coming. His hands moved to her hips and she felt him step closer, his protruding cock poking between her ass-cheeks.
His hands traveled from her hips up her satin-covered torso, cupping her breasts before making their way back down. Steffie mewled her contentment but then started as his right hand reached around her hip and moved between her legs. He had never expressed any interest in what was between her legs before! She wriggled slightly, widening her stance to give him better access while driving his stiff cock further between her cheeks.
As his fingers brushed her satin-covered clittie Steffie let out an involuntary moan. "You like that, Steffie?" Ty asked. "Does it feel good when I rub your clittie?" He rubbed it a little.
"Oooh, yeah," Steffie purred. "But it doesn't feel nearly as good as your cock does when it's balls-deep in my sissy ass." He rubbed her crotch some more.
"Well, let's scratch that itch for you then," he said. She felt his hands on her ass once more just before she felt her thong tugged to one side. Only this time he pulled her thong down and to the side until he'd freed her cock and balls too. Steffie felt the rush of cool air in her most private of places.
"Tonight I want you to feel my balls slapping against yours. I want your sissy balls pressed against mine, feeling every twitch as I fill your hot ass with my cream." He lined his cock up against her tight brown pucker and began to push.
At first, Steffie thought he'd never be able to get his dry cockhead inside of her; but her pre-cum from earlier, mixed with the lube that had leaked from her ass, coated him enough to ease his penetration into her back passage.
She felt the familiar burning sensation as her hole was slowly opened by his insistent push. She felt her ass close slightly as the head of his cock made it inside of her, followed by the first few inches of the shaft. Ty pulled back a little, pausing only briefly before sinking more of his cock inside her.