Fancy Dress Erotica

It was Tony's eighteenth birthday and his parents had decided to throw him a fancy dress party. For a laugh, myself and some of the the other guys at the running club decided that we would dress as tarts for the night.

My name is Andy by the way. I am 16 and have been running for the SNCC Running club for about six years I guess. I am small and young looking for my age which can really get on my nerves as everyone thinks I am a younger than I really am. I hate it but I guess that I look more 14 than 16, and also I have got fine features which some would say look a bit feminine.

My mum thought it a great idea and said she would borrow clothes from some of the other women at where she works whose clothes she thought would fit me.

My hair is dark and just about and inch long so mum, who is a beautician and can hair dress too decided that a little gel here and there and a some messing around would do the job, as I really did not want to wear a wig.

I was getting made up in mum's bedroom, and before she got started she covered the mirror saying that I would love the surprise.

I have to admit, it felt very erotic having someone (my mother even) putting make up on my face. "Close your eyes", "pucker your lips", Stay Still" the orders seemed to go on for a long time as she worked on my face.

"Right ok, that will do, just a few finishing touches before you go", said mum.

"Now for the clothes", she said and walked over the side of the bed and started pulling some clothes out of a bag.

There was a black skirt, in a satin type material, shiny and slick looking. A red silk blouse and a pair of black shoes, with the heels about 2 inches. "So that you won't break your neck while walking" as my mother put it.

The she pulled out a set of red underwear, I was gobsmacked. "I am not wearing them !" I exclaimed.

"If you are going to do it at all then you have got to do it properly", she said and started to laugh. I agreed to give it a go. My mother left the room while I changed.