An elegant coffee morning would is a lovely way for two mature ladies to get to know each other. This is how I envisage my first meeting with Karen, another mature dresser, who has a very submissive girl. You have been kind enough to invite me to your well-appointed home in a nice part of town. You suggest that we sit and have some coffee that you have just percolated for us. We sip our drinks as we we politely chat, telling each other about our lives and experiences as crossdressers. As we sit close together in your conservatory our stockinged legs are frequently touching. You stand to pour me some more coffee and I modestly part my legs allowing one of your legs to slide between. I shudder and you let out an almost silent gasp. Once you have poured my coffee you do not remove your leg but I begin to gently move my legs in a rhythmic manner that creates an enormous amount of static sexual energy. 'Would you like anything else whilst I'm up Beverly?' 'I can see that there is something else to have Karen but would not presume upon your hospitality.' 'There is no need for you to be quite so polite my dear.' You bend down and your lips brush against mine...my tongue slips out and slides along your heavily rouged lips. You put down the coffee pot as I put down my cup and we engage in an urgent embrace. 'Karen, kneel before me!' I command sternly. As you kneel I stand before you and teasingly lift my tight dress up....first revealing my stocking tops and then my petite but engorged girlhood. You lick your lips and stare up at me. 'Well Karen, what are you waiting for my love?' You move your head forward and engulf my cockette...I sigh and then begin to move my hips, thrusting in and out of your accommodating mouth. My thrusting increases in both its speed and force...you choke and then gag. Undeterred, I continue to make love to your mouth...my heavy scrotum is in dire need of emptying and I feel that I am close to unloading a mammoth load of hot creamy semen. You feel that I am close and gently work your index finger into my aching anus...this tips me over the edge and I grab your head and spurt several spoonfuls of fresh sticky semen into your oral orifice. I collapse back into my chair completely spent. You stand and wipe some drops of semen from the corner of your mouth. You straighten your skirt and sit across from me with a satisfied smile on your face. We finish our now tepid coffees. You are obviously now absolutely desperate to have your sexual desires satisfied. You stand and ask if I would like to see the new bedroom suite that you recently had fitted. I reply that I would love to. I follow you up the stairs so that I can savour the view of your rather delicious haunches as your hips sway invitingly. My mind is instantly filled with some rather depraved thoughts of what I would love to do with you and them! We enter your master bedroom that has been exquisitely decorated and fitted with an enormous king-sized bed and what I consider a rather inappropriate mirrored ceiling. I voice my admiration on your taste, even if I find it a little vulgar. You spin around to face me and waving your hand over the bed ask 'Shall we darling?' I feel a frisson of excitement run down my spine and reply that I would love to. You slip off you skirt and unbutton your blouse and slide it from your shoulders revealing an enticing lingerie set in black and a pair of seamless black sheer stockings. You slide your panties down your legs leaving them still attached to one of your dainty ankles...your gorgeous tumescent penis jerks upwards...a drop of shiny white sperm leaks from its head. I slide out of my dress and let it fall to the floor and step out of it....I stroke my hardening girlhood as I approach you. 'On your back Karen' I order. You fall back onto the bed spreading your delightful legs wider than I could have ever imagined. I position myself between your stockinged legs and lift them onto my shoulders. 'Oh Bev, violate me darling' you whisper. 'With pleasure you filthy slut!' I reply. I spit onto my now hard again cock and work it into the entrance of your delightful anus. You breathe faster as I work it deeper into your dark, rich hole. Once I am entirely inside you and my balls slap against your buttocks I lean into you And we kiss deeply. I can taste coffee and cum as my tongue explores your hot mouth. We rut like desperate animals building up a hot sticky sweat...I know I will be able to last longer and begin to enjoy this act of lovemaking. I see that you are fixated on the ceiling and look up to see the glorious vista of two mature and elegant ladies who lunch being utterly depraved together! Your anus grips my cock perfectly....almost as if they were made for each other. Eventually I can feel my semen rising from my balls and shout obscenities at you in a most unladylike manner. and am glad you that respond with an equally foul stream of invective as you thrash about underneath me. I explode inside your rectum and splash my seed into your pooh tunnel with abandon. You begin to ejaculate at the same time and we collapse into a sweaty heap of heavily perfumed flesh. After several minutes we begin to stir. We extricate ourselves from each other and help each other dress and touch up our distressed make-up. 'Tea, Beverly?' 'Oh yes please Kay. I am absolutely gasping for a cuppa!' We leave your bedroom and make our way back downstairs on slightly unsteady legs. 'What a lovely afternoon darling' you comment. 'Absolutely perfect Karen. Next week, if you wish, we shall lunch at mine and repeat the experience!'