Trading Places

It all started innocently enough when my wife came up with the idea of us swapping genders for a costume party. The theme of the party was 'Come as you aren't' and at the time it seemed the easiest to come up with. With me being of slight built and not too tall, she told me, I could pass as a woman easy. I was not comfortable with the plan but gave in at my wife's insistence, so we went out shopping for clothes for me.

Jeannie had great fun teasing me at the mall, telling me how great something would look on me, as she would hold it up to my waist. I could feel my face go beet red as I caught the smirks of customers close by. No matter how she pleaded, I refused to try anything on at the store and so she guessed at my size. We ended up getting what she called a 'Cute little flirty dress maid of jersey' and some ballet slippers to keep down my height. My wife had planned to use one of my old suits and just to alter it to fit her so the only item we needed for her was a pair of mans shoes. She chose wingtips and we had to go to three different stores to find a pair in her size.

It had been my plan to look funny in my costume, because how else would you expect a man to look dressed up as a woman. However, my wife had different plans for me as I found out when I got home Friday night. My first surprise was when I was told to shave off all my body hair. When I objected, Jeannie told me not to be a baby and besides it would grow back fast enough. She said she would help and we hopped in the shower together. I had a raging hard-on as she held me up to shave and it made her giggle to feel it grow in her hand. I'm not a real hairy man anyway but she made sure I was hair free, even my ass. Then as a treat for me, she let me shave her body next.

After our shower, I was shocked at how different I looked without body hair. Jeannie really liked how I looked and told me she wanted me to keep my body hair free. In our bedroom, she pulled a bag out of her closet, telling me she had a present for me. Inside was set of sexy underwear in what she said was my size. She even had little A-cup forms to fit inside my bra (now there's a statement I never thought I'd utter). I tried to put up a fight but with my wife standing there naked and the way she kept rubbing my nipples, I just gave in and let her put it on me. Next came the garter belt and nylons, it felt so erotic the way they felt as she slid them up my legs. I had to admit I was being really turned on by all these exotic materials on my body.

"This will never do," she said as she held my throbbing erection. "I'll give you one of my special BJs to get rid of this thing but you have to promise to let me finish dressing you after you cum." By that time I was so horny I'd agree to anything for one of her specials, something I usually get only on birthdays and anniversaries. She had me lie on the bed as she got between my legs. She held me with one hand as she continued to rub my legs through my nylons further stimulating me. She started kissing my balls and then licking them with her wet tongue. Next, she licked the underside of my dick right up to the head and then popped me into her mouth. I watched her head bobbing up and down on my shaft and I think the thing that really gets me with her blow-jobs is the look of satisfaction on her face as if she really enjoys it. I warned her as I always do when I'm about to cum but she obviously wanted me to cum in her mouth as continued to work me over. I came in rivers, she kept swallowing never spilling a drop, and once I finished she kissed me on the mouth as she always does. I believe she does this as a way to make me earn her oral pleasures and in turn, she always kisses me after I finish eating her. Yet this time was different as she fed me a little of my cum that she had saved in her mouth. By the time I had realized what she had done it was too late so I just swallowed it along with my pride. "Did that surprise you, I thought it would. You know we girls have to learn to take that taste with no frown, and no spitting. Simon you did very well, I think I should start calling you Simone and you can call me Jeremy."

Her next surprise was a piece of soft plastic that covered my now limp cock and balls. Once attached and my new panties in place I was shocked at how much of a woman I looked. The dress felt so good to my body so soft and flimsy, I could feel my cock stirring again. Jeannie, I mean Jeremy did my hair and makeup. I couldn't believe how easy it was for her to change my normal male style into a woman's do with just a couple of curls and clips. The makeup she did very light as she didn't want to go over the top and she finished with just a hint of blush on my cheeks. By this time, I was way past protest and just meekly let her put a coat of pink nail polish on my fingers and toes. We both looked at my reflection in the mirror and even my wife was surprised at how good I looked. When she tried to kiss me, I told her no, that she would mess up my makeup.

Now it was my wife's turn and the first thing she put on was a life like dildo in a harness. I say life like but only if you're a porn star this monster must have been ten inches long and it looked so obscene sticking out in front of her. She leered at me as she stroked it back and forth. She had taken in a pair of my trousers so they were tight enough to show her monster running down her leg. She had a white shirt and tie and with the suit coat, she really looked manly. She found a makeup that gave her a five o'clock shadow and it even felt rough to rub against it. With her hair pinned up on top of her head and a fedora to tuck it into made the outfit.

I can't explain it but I was so turned on by all this I just wanted my manly wife to throw me on the bed and take me right then and there. We both got into our roles and as we walked into the party, I held her arm and she led me. I acted as feminine as I could and when we danced, I let her lead as she spun around. I could feel my dress flying up as we turned and I noticed some men trying to get a peek. Later she drug me into one of the bedrooms and purposely leaving the door cracked so anyone passing could see she dropped her trousers and pushed me down to my knees to give her a blow job. I was completely embarrassed when I heard her talking to someone standing behind my back. The humiliation of not even knowing who it was made my cock throb and I know my wife was hot because I could smell the her juices leaking from her cunt. After a while, she feigned cumming in my mouth and I stood wiping my lips. When I tried to kiss her, she pushed me away telling me to go wash my mouth out first.

That night after getting home, we tore each other's clothes off and screwed like wild people. After she told me what a turn on it was to her to treat me like a bimbo in that bedroom and I told her I was so turned on at that time I would have sucked a real cock for her. She smiled at that and then said we just might have to try that next time.