A quick trip to Wonderland [F/M] | 2016

If you've read any of my previous stories you'll know that I love cosplay and dressing up, and amongst the costumes I own is a simple but cute Alice in Wonderland outfit - a blue and white dress that stops a little way above the knee, and some white hold-up stockings that allow for a tantalising little view of my legs between stockings and skirt.

Long story short, I'd been talking to someone online - a guy in his mid-30s - who was very interested in my cosplay outfits, and once he saw a pic or two of me in my Alice getup he was sold on it. Some pic swapping and more chatting later, and after a quick phone call, we had a plan - he'd pay me a visit one morning before work. Once we'd figured out a day where my housemates would be leaving in the morning and when he could also come over, we were all set.

So, this morning I found myself giving up on my usual lazy morning to get up early, waited until the second I heard the door close and the last of my housemates had left, and then jumped up to shower and change into my full Alice getup, blonde wig and all. It feels like I spent an endless amount of time adjusting my dress and stockings so that they looked just so, and fretting over my wig, and all the while I could feel my heart thumping in my chest and my excitement building, adrenaline buzzing in me every time I looked at the clock and knew it was closer to the time the guy would arrive.

I must have jumped a couple of feet in the air when my phone rang in the empty house - it was him, looking for final directions to the house. I explained where he needed to go, hung up and took a deep breath - knowing my doorbell was about to ring, and with his final words of "I can't wait to see and get my hands on you" still in my mind, I was getting aroused already.

It felt like an age of me racing around the house impatiently until the doorbell rang, at which point I resisted running to the door, took another deep breath and calmly walked to open it. The guy was right there, handsome and of average build, smiling, work bag in one hand and with a suit and tie minus the jacket - he wasn't kidding about stopping off on his way into work!

Inviting him in I asked how long he had, to which he confirmed while removing his shoes that we only had thirty minutes as expected before he had to head to his office - with that in mind, I asked if he wanted to come upstairs, and barely waited for his affirmative answer before leading him up to my room, feeling his gaze taking me in as he finally remembered to complement me on how great I looked. I resisted making a comment about it taking him long enough to say so, as to be honest my mind was getting foggy as I turned towards my room at the top of the stairs to see him looking intently at my legs and body.

Once in the bedroom, I stood by the bed and, at his request, gave him a twirl to show off my outfit in full - turning slowly around once, then spinning on the spot with a playful smile. From here he stepped closer to me, asking simply "Can I?" As I nodded, his hands were soon all over me - massaging my breasts then cupping and squeezing my ass through the material, then leaning in to kiss and suck my neck while his hands pushed under my dress to squeeze my buttocks and stroke the back of my legs through my panties. With one hand returning to my chest, his free hand expertly pushed up under the front of my dress, causing me to sigh for the first time as I felt his fingers press against my white, innocent cotton knickers to rub me firmly. Sighs soon turned to soft moans as his ministrations increased, before I felt his hand slip inside my knickers (a feeling I always love), making it his turn to intake breath as he felt my wetness.

Things started to get frantic from here, as his fingers found my clit and then one then two of them slipped inside me while he kissed my lips and neck more passionately. I found myself being pushed backwards towards a sitting position on the bed, at which point he reached under my dress and slipped my knickers down over my hips and down my legs as I lifted myself up briefly to assist him. Kissing me some more I heard him fumbling with his belt, and then he pulled away to push down both trousers and boxers to allow his penis to spring into view. Finding a condom in his trouser pocket he was soon on top of me, pushing me back into the bed as he tore open the condom packet and looked down to roll it onto his hard cock while whispering how much he wanted me.

In response I pulled up my dress a little, opening my legs as he positioned himself between them, rubbing his length against my slit a little before very slowly slipping the tip into me. Even without much foreplay I was ready for him, and the realisation that a man I'd met just minutes earlier is now fucking me on my bed only increased my readiness as he slowly worked himself into me a little deeper with each stroke. Once fully inside me, his slow, careful strokes soon became faster and more frantic; he pressed himself into my body as he began to fuck me, revelling in my moans into his ear while he commented on how tight and wet I was, and as my gaze looked down his back to my white stocking-clad legs and black shoes as they moved with his harder thrusts into me, my knickers still hanging from one leg.

Leaning back and hold the backs of my legs to push them back and upwards, he fucked me hard and with abandon, moaning that he's going to cum already while I moaned in response and urged him on to cum, enjoying the fact that he was enjoying me. It was no time at all from then before I heard his grunts and moans and felt him twitch as he came into the condom inside me, eliciting another moan from me and pushed deep inside me while doing so.

Regaining his breath and pulling out, he apologised that it was all over so quickly - I told him not to worry and asked how much time we still had. A look at his watch and a pause for thought later, he lay on my double bed next to me and invited me to turn around and straddle him. This I duly did, kicking off the knickers around my ankle, hiking my dress up around my hips and lowering my pussy towards his face as I leaned forward myself to stroke and toy with his cock. Seeing it responding already, I stroked harder, taking his hardening cock into my mouth and trying to ignore the taste of cum and latex as I sucked and ran my tongue over it. I was impressed at how quickly he regained his erection, although that thought was soon shelved by the feeling of a tongue pressing into my pussy and moving in and out. It wasn't the best oral I've ever had, but it kept my juices flowing and after a brief period of sucking and stroking he moved out from under me, returning to his trouser pocket as he asked if he could fuck me again.

With a simple "okay", I got onto all fours and shuffled into position, and once the fresh condom was in place I felt him slide back into me, this time in one smooth movement that brought a loud moan from me. Telling me how beautiful my body is and how amazing I look all dressed up, his hands explored my hips and ass as he began to fuck me once more. At this point I was wishing I had a dress on that I could open up the top of more easily to access my breasts, but as I didn't I had to focus on enjoying his cock inside me and the sounds of my wetness - there was something really exciting about being able to feel how much he wanted me in every movement, like he was lost in wanting my body and the simple pleasure of having his cock in my pussy.

This time the sex lasted much longer, as he occasionally slowed down before thrusting harder and deeper again, while also stooping forward to rub my wet clit with his fingers now and then, bringing more gasps and moans from me. Occasionally, I looked across to catch the slightest glimpse of myself in the mirror - if I raised my head up enough I could see myself, face flushed, dressed as Alice with my dress hiked up around my waist and a cock sliding into me faster and faster. I soon began to feel his urgency once again, urging him on with my moans as he fucked me hard, building to some more deep thrusts as he came for the second time.

After a brief pause, he again pulled out, removing the condom and looking at his watch before reaching for his boxers and pants and making a breathless apology about having to go. Moving to sit on the bed, I told him that was fine and not to worry as he apologised profusely about not being able to stay longer. Moving to sit on the edge of the bed and straightening my dress, I guess he got a final glimpse underneath it at the centre of his recent pleasure, as after dressing he moved across and slipped a hand under the skirt once again to my pussy. Finding my clit still wet, he began rubbing it rapidly, bringing another moan out of me. Much like his urgent fucking earlier, this was simply about cumming quickly, only this time for me rather than him. Asking me if I could cum from this, I nodded, pushing back onto the bed so I could lean back and spread my legs for him, where he half-laid next to me with a look of concentration on his face. His fingers felt like a blur over my clit, and it wasn't too long before my hips were bucking as I moaned loud and grabbed the duvet tightly from my own orgasm.

His smile turned into a frown as he said "Shit, I'm horny again now" - for a moment I could see him contemplating fucking me one last time before the realisation that he couldn't delay any more sank in, and he informed me that he really did have to go now. Straightening my dress for a second time, I showed him to the door still knickerless, and after a peck on the cheek as a goodbye and a suggestion from him that we should do this again, I was alone in the house again. I planned to jump back in the shower, but after stripping off I found myself unable to resist a masturbation session of my own, putting off the fact that I had to remember how Alice gets her outfit washed...