TV adventures with Uncle Geoff

TV adventures with Uncle GeoffGeoff called round and said he’d like to see me in stockings and suspenders next time. I told him I didn’t have any of my own, and my mum only wore tights, so I couldn’t borrow any either. “Don’t worry” he said with a wink, “I’m going to buy you some”.A couple of days later I found a note from Geoff pushed through the letterbox: “Tonight at mine, 9pm”.I waited till mum went out to play darts then quickly raided the laundry basket in the bathroom. I could smell her Lentheric body spray in the steamy air. I found a pair of barely black 10 denier tights that she had slipped off with her full-cut panties still inside. I put them on along with a black underwired bra, white fitted blouse and black pencil skirt. I disguised my ensemble underneath an overcoat and jogging bottoms, and dashed out breathlessly to Geoff’s.He was stood in his living room window waiting. I knocked and went in and Geoff drew the curtains and told me to get undressed. I stripped down to tights, panties and bra, but he said “All off”. There was a Debenhams carrier bag on the settee and from it Geoff produced a packet of Charnos plain-top sheer tan stockings, a deep black lace suspender belt, matching black lace full-cup bra and high-leg briefs, and a black A-line minidress with a halter top. As I slipped into these Geoff produced a red bob-cut wig and makeup. Leaving the room he told me to make myself feminine and not take too long about it. I did my makeup in the mirror over the mantelpiece and carefully fitted the new wig. I looked at my reflection and felt so gorgeously girly and desirable.”Very good” said Geoff, popping his head round the door. “Come with me”. In my stocking feet I followed Geoff down the hall and we went into his large dining room/kitchen. To my surprise and embarrassment there were two gentlemen sat at the dining table, enjoying a bottle of whisky between themselves and smoking. They put down their glasses and cigarettes and stood up smiling.”Don’t be shy love – you look lovely” said the older of the two. He looked to be in his mid-60s, about 6 feet tall and very heavily built – he was balding, thickset with a large belly, and was dressed in a pale blue shirt and grey slacks. He had nice smile and friendly twinkly eyes, and he made me feel at ease. “My name’s Raymond love (call me Ray), and this is my pal Ronnie – Geoff’s told us all about you”. Ronnie was about the same age and height, but slim and wiry, and had close cropped grey hair and a matching moustache – he came across as a little stern, but not unpleasantly so. He said “have a drink love”, and poured whisky into a tumbler and offered it to me: “Drink up – all of it”. It was more of an order than a polite suggestion, and I found myself obeying enthusiastically, my self-conscious awkwardness giving way to another altogether more pleasurable feeling as I thought back to my last encounter with Geoff. “In for a penny…” I suddenly found myself thinking, and smiled at Ronnie, Ray and Geoff in turn, the whisky suddenly making me confident and at ease.I put my hands on my hips, cinching in the waist of my dress, and gave a little twirl, catching sight of myself in the mirror that ran the full length of one dining room wall as I did so. “Who have güvenilir bahis I got to thank for my new clothes then?”. “They’re a present from all of us love – hope you like them, they weren’t cheap. And here’s something else.” Ray beckoned me to stand in front of him. “Closer” he said. I stood so close to him I could feel his whisky breath on me and his belly touching me. I looked up into his eyes wondering what it could be. He reached out and I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he lifted me gently but firmly up on to the dining table. Ronnie produced a box that said ‘Dolcis’ on it, and took from it a pair of black strappy sandals with high stilletto heels. Ray grasped each of my ankles in turn as Ronnie put the sandals on me. They seemed a perfect fit, and such a sexy pair of shoes that I didn’t mind how my dress had ridden up and my knickers and suspenders were on show above my tan stocking tops. Ray lifted me back to my feet and said “another twirl please, love”. I obliged, though slightly less elegantly this time as the heels – and the whisky – were affecting my balance.Geoff put on a record on an old stereogram that took up about half the room: “Come and dance with Uncle Geoff love”. I sashayed over to him and we smooched to an old dance tune. His arms were around my waist, though slowly but surely they worked their way down over my girly hips and then on to my bum. I put my arms up around his neck and he pulled me into his crotch. I could feel his rock hard erection pushing into the front my knickers, and his hands went under my dress, pulling me firmly into him. I reached up and kissed him, a low moan catching in my throat. Geoff put his tongue in my mouth, and I could taste whisky, cigarettes and aftershave. I pressed myself into his erection and, breathing heavily, french-kissed him back.”What did I tell you gents?” he said, abruptly breaking our embrace.”I didn’t believe you Geoff, but you’re right, she’s a lovely looking girl and definitely a bit naughty with it!” said Ray.”A bit you think?” chuckled Geoff, shaking his head.All of a sudden Ray unzipped the fly in his slacks, and took out his cock, just like that. It was fat and semi-erect with a long foreskin covering a large bulbous glans. “Come here” he said, smiling. I walked over to him, my heels clacking on the tiled floor, and knelt down between his legs, putting my hand around his shaft. I gave it a few wanks and felt it swell between my fingers. As it stood to attention, the long foreskin slipped back of its own accord, revealing a large purple head that was already wet with pre-cum. With my other hand I freed his big hairy ball sack from his flies, then, like eating an ice lolly on a hot summer’s day, I put my mouth completely over the end of his cock and round my tongue around it, savouring the salty earthy taste of his sex. Ray gasped and, putting one hand on the back of my head, thrust his shaft all the way into my mouth. His cock was fat but relatively short, and it was a thrill to suddenly find it all in the mouth and my lips buried in his bushy pubic hair.”Oh yes – you’re not a bit naughty, you’re an absolutely dirty fucking bitch” he said, pumping his cock deeply into the back of my mouth to emphasise each of the four türkçe bahis words absolutely, dirty, fucking, and bitch.”Not here” I said, “the floor’s too hard”.”Where then?””Why don’t you all take me to bed?” I heard myself say.***Ray walked me upstairs, his hand running up my dress and over my stockings. He drew the curtains in the beroom then he got undressed. He had a lovely hairy powerful chest and belly, and a forest of hair between his big muscular legs. He sat on the bed and pulled me on to him. I sat astride him and he lifted up my dress and roughly felt my thighs and bum through my stockings and knickers. I put my hands on his big chest muscles and ran my fingers through the hair there. I swooned into him and told him to kiss me. Our mouths met noisily as we sought each other’s lips and tongues. His fat cock was prodding up between us and I gripped it and wanked the foreskin back hard whilst putting my tongue as deep into his mouth as I could. He slipped a hand down the back of my knickers and I felt a finger in my crease. I sat up slighly to give him better access, and when I felt his fingertip enter my little hole, I sat down gently but firmly on it, taking all of it inside me. I heard him call me a dirty fucking bitch again and I started to fuck his finger with my girly bottom. It felt so lovely and naughty and I could feel a girly orgasm starting to build deep inside me.”Oh Ray, make me come, make me come, make me come!”He held his finger deep inside me and his strength raised my knees off the bed so that I was supported only by his hand between my legs as it pushed into my bottom.”Oh Ray, Oh Ray, Oh Ray” was all I said as I orgasmed on him. I heard a round of applause, and looking over my shoulder saw Geoff and Ronnie both stripped naked and clapping, big grins on their faces.Before I could react or say anything, Ray put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down the bed towards his cock, which was now swollen and awash with his precum. On my hands and knees I once again took him entirely into my mouth and explored his immense glans with my tongue. I felt my dress being raised, my shoes removed and my knickers being taken down by someone behind me. I pushed my bum up and out, unashamedly putting my little beckoning hole on full display. I felt a tongue begin to probe me, tentatively at first, then deeply and wetly, noisily and wantonly. I pushed back with my bum, matching the rhythm of the thrusting tongue. Just as I was starting to orgasm again, the tonguing stopped and I felt something else push against my hole. There was an initial resistance and a feeling of immense pressure, then I felt a cock slide deep inside me. “Yes, yes, yes” was all I could say.I sensed Ray was close to coming and stopped sucking him and withdrew my mouth slightly. “Fucking dirty bitch” he said again, and got up into a kneeling position. He put one hand under my chin and with the other slapped his hard wet cock end on my face, eyes and lips, wanking it hard as he did so. I held my mouth open and looked up into his eyes. Suddenly his face contorted and he let out a long low guttural cry from deep in his throat. Time seemed to pause, then his cock spat a huge cable of creamy cum into my face and mouth. His cock twitched then güvenilir bahis siteleri spat again, then again, and then yet again. My face and hair and mouth were coated in his viscous cum, and it felt so warm and feminine that he had wanted to do this to me. A camera flashed, and I looked to the side of the bed to see Geoff with a Polaroid camera, chuckling to himself, his erect cock jiggling from side to side and up and down as he did so. It flashed again, as I gazed dreamily into the lens.Behind me, the cock that had entered me now started to pump deeply and powerfully in and out of my little hole. “Wait” I said, and disengaged myself.I stood up, turned round, and, looking Ronnie in the eye, stepped out of my knickers, and removed my dress and bra. I used a finger to wipe the cum from my face and hair, then licked my finger clean before lying back down on the bed. I saw Ronnie’s eyes running up and down me, taking in my hairless little titties and tiny girly cock, my sheer tan stockings, and my dishevelled hair and makeup.”Do you think I’m a dirty fucking bitch too, Ronnie?”His response was to kneel between my splayed thighs, put his hands under the backs of my knees and push my legs up above my head. I looked down his lean toned body and my eyes settled on his long slender cock – much less fat than Ray’s, but in lovely proportion and with a taught veiny shaft. He shifted his grip until he was holding my ankles, then rested his circumcised cock head against my hole. I was wet and relaxed now and he eased himself smoothly in and recommenced his lovely deep thrusting. I could feel another orgasm building and it was such a sweet and naughty girly feeling. I beckoned Ray and Geoff to each side of the bed and gripped a cock in each hand. I tried to wank them both but couldn’t quite coordinate myself with Ronnie’s thrusts, and in the end just gripped them and let them fuck my hands themselves. Ronnie began cursing thunderously and I knew he was about to come. He withdrew from my hole and let go of my ankles, then moved over me and straddled my neck with his cock resting across my mouth. I was completely pinned down under his weight and had no option but to open my mouth to his pulsing cock. I could taste myself on him, and his own manly aroma, and then his cum started to not so much ejaculate as flow out, and I had to keep swallowing as he came so as not to choke or gag. When he stopped cumming, he sat back on my chest, and I became aware of Ray and Geoff wanking their own cocks vigorously. They both began to cum within seconds of each other, whilst Ronnie reached behind himself and started rubbing my girly cock with the flat of his hand. As I began to orgasm I remember crying out “Oh, Uncle Geoff, I love you!”I must have fallen asleep briefly, because when I opened my eyes I was all alone in the bedroom. There was a full size mirror in the bedroom wardrobe and glancing over I could see my reflection – naked except for tan stockings and a black suspender belt, my red hair all mussed up and my makeup smudged. I was also smiling, like the cat that got the cream! I stripped off the rest of my clothes and went downstairs, but the house was empty. I got dressed again in mum’s tights and knickers and the other things I had arrived in, and put my not-so-new-now clothes back in the Debenhams bag. Inside was a single 6″x4” Polaroid of a young lady in flagrante with two much older men. On the back someone had scribbled “Your secret’s safe with Uncle Geoff”…