Fancy Dress Erotica

"There finished, she said. And not before time, I think you are enjoying this a little too much". She stood and then in an instant she put her hand between my legs and then quickly and gently rubbed up and over my cock. I could have come there and then.

Swiftly she turned and leaving the room said. "Hurry, put you skirt on and come downstairs to the big mirror and see yourself". It was as if it had not happened and I could only think that it was an accident, but how could it have been.

Downstairs, my mother used some soft tissues to fill my bra, which again seemed to incur some fondling, but again, perhaps it was my imagination.

When I looked in the mirror. I almost passed out. I looked shit hot. Just like a young sexy dick teaser. My mum had really used the make up expertly and I was far more a girl than a boy. This, I thought, was going to be a great laugh.

Mum gave me a lift to Tommy's house, where we were all meeting up before catching a couple of cabs to the party.

"Make sure you get dropped off back at home, she said. I am watching a film on TV tonight and am having a glass of wine so won't be able to pick you up".

"Okay", I agreed. I leaned over to give her a kiss. My mum giggled a bit and then ran her hands up my stockinged leg and skirt. She giggled as she said "mmm my little man all dressed up". I got out of the car quickly, there was certainly an atmosphere between us tonight, although my mother was making light of it.

Everybody was laughing. Jokes abounded. Fucking hell I'd shag you - Not with those tits you won't. I think we were all a little nervous about venturing out dressed as girls. Everyone had made an effort and all looked pretty good. But I have to admit that some of the guys were keeping me at arms length. In hindsight I think looked so real and sexy that it made them feel uncomfortable.

Although I am only sixteen but I had a couple of beers at Tommy's house for Dutch courage. By the time we left for the party I was a little tipsy and up for a laugh.