Hidden Awakening

Slowly I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. Blurred vision gradually gave way to my surroundings. I gripped the fabric of the blanket over me in my hands as I had a long and languid stretch. After the momentary dizziness caused by the stretch had passed, I took in my surroundings. My eyes scanned round the room, the remains of a fire quietly smoking in the fireplace, sunlight gently peeking around the curtains. The air was still, yet already warming from the morning sun. Most obviously however, I was alone. I threw off the blanket and realised I was still in my nylons and heels. I quickly shed these in favour of shorts, t-shirt and some trainers. A small tube of lube fell out of the pocket, I considered leaving it but who knows when you might need some, sometimes the opportunity just presents itself so I put it back in my pocket. I looked to my side and spotted a still steaming cup of coffee, a small smirk hit my lips, you remembered. I stood, picked up the coffee and headed to the door that led to the veranda.

A warm wall of air greets me as I opened the door and stepped outside. The sunlight shone through the trees, giving a dappled lighting effect to the surrounding area. Bird's flew through the air, calling out as they went, a ruffle or two came from the grass as an unknown creature wandered through. In the distance you could just hear the sound of rushing water from the river. Although the cabin was in a forest there were footpaths around the area but from this vantage point you couldn't see them. You could easily miss this place if you were not looking around. I guess that was the appeal. I lifted the cup to my lips and inhaled the aroma, god that smelt good. I took a sip and let the warmth flow down my throat.

Slowly I started walking along the veranda taking all this in. As I rounded the corner I saw the reason for me being here. There you stood, next to a table and near the swing seat that was hanging from the roof. You were dressed but not casual like myself, but in completely inappropriate clothing for where we were, but I wasn't going to complain. I had only started cross dressing in recent years, mostly to fuel my own fantasies and pleasure. When I dressed I couldn't resist masturbating. But you had been doing this for longer and gained pleasure not only from challenging the accepted by dressing freely as a woman, but all that also entails, the attention, the feeling but mostly your own personal pleasure. And looking bloody amazing while doing it.

You stood there in heels, nylons, a tight fitting black wrap around dress and wearing a wide brimmed hat that threw shade on your face. I also saw the curves of your chest, you had put on your fake breasts to complete the look. If I described you as looking like Sophia Loren, that would not be incorrect. You would easily be mistaken for a woman and anyone would struggle to know otherwise.

I watched as you stood there looking out over the forest, you hadn't yet noticed me. Putting down your own cup you casually adjusted a stocking top, exposing your leg to do so. Those legs were what first attracted me. They were slim yet muscular, long and shapely. And when they were clad in stockings and heels, you would swear blind they belonged to a woman.

Still facing away from the cabin, hands resting on the rail alongside your cup, you looked out over the forest. The sunlight bounced off the sheen of the dress material and the shadows from the trees played over your legs down to the gloss black heels. Your head, slightly hidden with the hat balanced on it, dipped down looking at your exposed leg and perfectly straight stocking. A small creak of the floor attracted your attention, you look up at me under the brim of the hat and smile slightly.

"See anything you like?", your soft, low, sultry sounding voice drifted across the space between us, wrapping itself around my senses.

I tried to think of what to say, 'Yes' didn't seem enough and words failed me anyway. I needed to show you, to make you understand how I felt at this moment, how you make me feel. I closed the space between us and forced you to move backwards. Even as experienced as you were at cross dressing you stumbled a little in your heels walking backwards, a combination of anticipation, desire and submission. You back up to the rail and can go no further. I press into you, crushing our cocks between us, our chests pressed close.

One hand comes to rest on your hip and I pull you even closer, my right hand snakes up your body over your breasts and neck and comes to rest on your cheek. You tilt your head, leaning into my touch. I lift your head slightly so I can look into your hazel coloured eyes, getting lost in the depth of them but can also see desire in them. I lean in and gently our lips meet, even though not the first time we have kissed I am amazed by the warmth and feel of them. A little moan escapes my own lips and I kiss you again. Your hands come together around my neck, linking our embrace. I feel one stocking clad leg wrap around mine slightly, my own cock hardening and I realise yours is too.

I moisten my lips with my tongue and move in for a longer kiss, this time you yield and open your mouth, our tongues briefly touch before our mouths lock together. You run your fingers through my hair and grab hold gently pulling as we kiss. My hand is still against your cheek but my other slides around to grab a handful of ass and give a good long squeeze. You squeal into my mouth but neither of us stop. We are both lost in this moment.

I break the kiss and pull back. Your eyes are still closed, mouth slightly open, lips full and red. It's a few moments before you open your eyes, lick your lips and close your mouth. Looking up at me I see the desire burning in you. Holding you by the waist I gently manoeuvre you over to the table. I step close and with a little hop from you, lift you onto it. No words have left our lips, and they don't need to. We understand each other enough that they are not needed. You end up sitting on the edge of the table with me stood between your legs, the perfect height for what is to come.

I reach up and undo the belt holding your dress closed, watching as your body is revealed to me. Although I saw it last night, seeing it now in the daylight seems different but even more enticing. I watch as I pull the dress open, first revealing your breasts which are being held perfectly in place by a delicate silk bra and as I uncover you further, I see matching black panties or maybe a thong, can't tell at this point, but they only just cover your growing erection. Finally I fully open your dress and you slowly lean backwards, putting your arms out behind you to support yourself.

Your legs hang over the edge of the table, gently swinging back and forth, heels occasionally catching the sun. I drop to my knees in front of you and reach for the waistband. Entwining my fingers into them I pull them towards me and down over your legs. Your cock stands upright, a little pre-cum already dribbling. Standing up I drop my shorts and underwear, kicking them to one side, quickly my t-shirt follows into the same pile. Only my trainers remain on. Lifting one leg I gently caress your thigh and calf with my hands. My mouth is busy placing teasing little kisses up your leg and towards your cock. I reach your cock and place the lightest of kisses on your head, a gentle sigh escapes your mouth. As I intended to tease you I moved over to your other leg and do the same. Again as I reach your cock the lightest of kisses once more is bestowed upon you followed by another gentle sigh. My hands brush against your thighs as they move to slide up your body, stopping long enough to caress your breasts before moving up to run my hands over your neck and shoulders. Smoothly they glide over your body back down to your legs.

I decide then that these legs need the worship they deserve. Using both hands I slowly run down along them touching every inch from your thighs to your ankles. Every muscle flexing and twitching as I touch. Your thighs changing from soft to firm as you tense and relax when I touch them. Sliding down over your calf muscles, they too tense and flex under my touch.

Concentrating on one leg I lift it up against my shoulder. Starting at your heel I place little kisses around your foot and ankle. Gently you rotate your foot in pleasure letting out little moans. Caressing your calf with both hands I lift it a little more and kiss it, sliding my cheek along it, enjoying the contact against your nylon clad leg. From your noises I guess I am doing the right thing for you as well.

With your leg now up against my chest, my cock comes into contact with your thigh. The sensation difference between your nylon covered thigh and the exposed skin drives me crazy. Reaching for my cock I lift it so it is against your thigh and wrapping a free arm around it, slowly hump your leg as I kiss your calf, masturbating myself against you. The entire sensation of your leg, its warmth and strength, the nylons and exposed skin blows my mind.

I reach for your other leg and lift it up to put them together making you lean back flat onto the table. Both legs are against my chest, my cock has moved sideways so its resting on your balls. Lavishing kisses over both calves I continue my humping which is now centered on your cock. You let out a deep moan in appreciation. After a few moments of this I slide my body down your legs dropping myself to my knees leaving my face I inches from your cock and asshole. Pushing your legs back, you pick up on my intent. You bend your legs back so your thighs are against your stomach, you grip behind your knees and pull your legs open. Your ass has lifted slightly due to your bend but it is now presented to me in the perfect position.