Angela had decided that if she was going to really do this, she was going to do it right, so first she

drew
herself a very hot bath and poured in a very generous amount of strawberry bubble bath. She had
already set out the things she needed to get ready, and Angela had plenty of time, so she was going to
take this slow, and luxuriate in the experience as much as possible. She pulled off her t-shirt and
unhooked her bra, and tossed both in the corner to be washed later. Since her jeans were kind of tight it
took a little bit to shimmy out of them, and they and her panties with them, they soon joined the rest of
her clothes in the laundry pile. Grabbing a towel, she pretty much sauntered down the hall to the
bathroom and her hips had a bit more sway in them now than they’d had in a long time.

Angela took some time and gave herself a good long look in the mirror. Her newly short hair really did
look fantastically cute, and her pert breasts with their heart shaped nipple clamps really caught the eye.
She reached up and slowly removed both clamps, and marveled at the wonder that Clair’s ointment had
done. The swollen red nipples had completely healed and they had returned to their natural cotton
candy punk color, each nipple responded to her touch sending small electric shocks straight to her
pussy, and god were they sensitive! Her hairless pussy began to moisten as she touched and played
with them for a few minutes, and she knew that she had never been this nipple sensitive before.
Reluctantly she paused her nipple play, and stepped gingerly into the steaming hot water of her
strawberry scented bath, letting her body slowly ease down into the water, sighing as the heat wrapped
her in its arms and melted any remaining stress that she had been feeling away.

She must have just sat in that hot tub for ten minutes or more before she began to wash herself so that
everything would be perfect for her date night.

It was pure luxury as Angela massaged her scalp while washing her hair with strawberry scented wash
(Hey, I like strawberry. Sue me.), and her moans probably would have bothered the neighbors if any of
them had been home. When Angela washed her chest she really couldn't help washing my nipples over
and over again and after about five minutes I felt my body tense and start to quiver as ahe moaned out
her first orgasm of many for the evening. It had to be the first time she'd ever cum from just nipple play.
Dear god Angela was feeling good. she lifted each leg straight out of the water so that she could get
between each toe, and rub down her now sensitive skin,and she realized that she should have filmed
this bath because Angela could have probably made a killer showing her boyfriend with the show she
was putting on in the bath. She finished cleaning the rest of her body and then leaned back and moved
one hand to her clit, and let the other one rest on her breast.

Angela just needed another release, and she needed it badly, so she started pinching and rolling her
nipple with her the one hand, while gently massaging her mons with the other. Angela could feel the
slow heat building in her belly and her breathing had begun to quicken. Keeping up the stimulation on
her breast, she moved her other fingers down to pinch and spread her labia apart. Angela gently stroked
her fingers along the creases that her legs made with her Pussy and she began gasping each time her
fingers made contact with the outer edges of her hyper-sensitive clit. Needing to up the ante at this
point, Angela slowly inserted a finger into her trembling hole to the first, then second, and almost to the
third knuckle, and then slowly pulled it back out again.Over and over she slowly repeated her in and out
motions, eventually adding another finger for more feeling. Now she needed to really ramp things up, so
she quit playing with her breast and moved her other hand down and used her middle finger to softly
circle her clit, while using her palm to massage the skin of her mons. Angela could feel her release start
in her toes, and in the hair follicles on hee head, and while she desperately wanted to speed things up
she forced herself through sheer willpower to keep her slow, steady rhythm. Angela continued to slowly
thrust hervfingers in and out, and slightly increased pressure on her aching clit, and the tingling burn
began to spread from her toes and hair throughout the rest of her body, and when it settled in her
throbbing core she felt her climax explode. Angela couldn’t help but shut her eyes and her back arched
uncontrollably, while a scream of pleasure was ripped out of her throat from the bottom of her lungs.

Angela’s body had nearly locked up and she was trembling with the fiery sensation of the most intense
orgasm she had ever experienced on her own, rocketing though her very soul. Not wanting to let go of
the sensation, she quickly moved her hands to her breasts and kneaded the soft flesh while also using
herbfingers to firmly pinch her rock hard nipples. The aftershock that then blasted through her pulled
another pleasured scream from her throat as she extended the orgasm out for another minute or two.
When Angela finally quit shaking and had collapsed back against the back of the tub, she was finally able
to breathe regularly again. It had been the most incredible sexual experience of her life; practically
transcendent. She ment, one more climax like that and she probably could have opened her eyes and
saw God, and probably could have said “Hi. How are you?” to him as well.

Anyway, as much as Angela wanted to just lay there and glow in the aftermath of an epic masturbation,
she knew that she was tight on time and she still had a ton to do to get ready. Sighing in
disappointment, she drained her tub and used the hot shower to rinse off the rest of the bubbles, and
reached out for her towel. Even drying off was turned into a sensual experience the way her body was
reacting, and ahe again wished she had been recording the experience. Before Angela left the bathroom
she stopped and replaced her heart shaped nipple clamps,, making sure that each one hung cutely
belowv her nipples in just the perfect position. Her nipples were still so sensitive that she had a mini
orgasm right there and had to pause between placing each clamp. Tonight was going to be really special,
she could feel it in her bones.

The bedroom

Back in Angela’s bedroom she jumped to the middle of her bed and grabbed the honey scented lotion
off her night stand. Again, he loved strawberries, but when you combine the strawberry with the honey
lotion the smell on her skin is nearly hypnotic. She took her time and massaged the gentle lotion into her
body, making sure that she hit every little spot that she could possibly reach. The rubbing between Her
toes, her smooth rounded calves, and Her thighs started Her pussy juices flowing again, and she poured
more lotion into Her hands so that she could move on to Her upper body. She loved the feeling of her
hands sliding over her smooth stomach and she relished the breathless gasps that were caused by
massaging her breasts yet again. Angela shivered as she moved on to her arms and neck, and the rest of
her body that she was able to get her own hands on. She thought that next time maybe Thomas could
help her get the spots she could not reach, and maybe even help with some of the ones she could. That
thought, while it made her smile with contentment, also surprised her. She had never had feelings like
that for any other man in her life, let alone Thomas, but she passed it off as a product of the amount of
arousal that she was feeling at the moment. Whatever it was, she had put off things just long enough. It
was time to put on her new tail.

Angela knew that she needed to be hot and horny as hell so that she could get the tail piece
inserted properly. She was going to take Erin’s advice and just use her own natural lubricants,
but she knew that she really needed to get the juices flowing for this, so she went to Her
dresser and grabbed her tail, the stockings, and the shoes, because for some reason she has
always found stockings and high heels to be really damn sexy. As an afterthought she also
grabbed the pair of ears so she could really do this right. This time she decided to set up Her
phone to record what she was doing because she really wanted to watch this later, as she knew
it would probably be really hot and sexy. After getting everything ready, whe looked around her
room and decided that a final touch was needed, so Angela lit all the candles she had placed
around hee room for later tonight with Thomas, and she turned down the lights just a bit to give
the room a little more atmosphere. It was time.
As Angela thought this through to herself she felt a pulse wash over her, almost a wave of
energy, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up on end. Whatever it was, it was a
surprise, and just a tiny bit freaky, but after the burst of energy had passed she could feel
nothing but the raging heat and desire in her body, just waiting for release. Angela had already
hit record on her phone, so she walked over to her bed where she had laid out her things and she
arched her back as she stretched for the camera, thrusting her breasts forward to a most prominent
position. She turned slowly and then sat on the edge of the bed, and proceeded to put on the stockings,
making sure to exaggerate each movement and placement of her hands and legs, rubbing them smooth
even though there was no wrinkle in sight. She also made sure to position herself so that Her swollen
lips and the moist fluids that had begun to flow from her pussy were hidden from the camera just
enough to incite the imagination and to build the tension for whoever watched this, just as much as the
tension was building for her right now.

Buckling on the black school girl shoes was also something Angela found to be really sexy, and
she crossed and uncrossed her legs several times to make sure the fit of the shoes was perfect
and that the buckles and bows on them were in their place. She stood up then and gave the
camera one more stretch, followed by a quick pirouette so that she could test out her balance
on the heels she had just put on. God Angela felt like she was the sexiest thing in the world,
and for a moment she was glad that things had worked out the way they had between thomas
and her. Angela then reached down and fit the band with the cat ears onto her head and made
sure that all but the ears were hidden in her short blonde hair. She then took a short look in the
mirror and could not help the shy pose she had struck as shr immediately realized she was
actually lusting after her own body. It was a lust that was driven by an ever increasing heat in
Her center that was becoming more and more difficult to control.
Turning again to the camera Angela gave one more stretch and then started a gentle massage
of her breasts, making sure that Her heart shaped nipple clamps were on full display, and then
crawled up onto the bed in a very cat like manner. She had positioned herself on her side,
propped up on one elbow with her thighs and ass pointed at the camera and Her legs stretched
out to display their full length. She reached around with her free hand then and parted her
cheeks just enough to expose her now dripping pussy to the camera and Angela slowly plunged
her middle finger into her eager hole, eliciting a moan of raw pleasure. She continued moving
her finger in and out of her soaked labia, increasing her speed and swirling it around to make
sure ahe hit every side of her tight canal, and to give the camera the much needed action it
deserved. With every movement Angela got hotter and hotter, and her moans began to come in
time with each thrust of her finger, and her speed got more and more rapid. With a final sharp
cry Angela’s orgasm rolled over her and ahe trembled in ecstasy as she felt a burst of liquid
squirt out from her throbbing pussy, and her head jerked back as she sighed out the rest of her
release. By god she was getting really good at this.
Angela took a brief moment and slowly moved her hand up to her mouth and considered the
finger that was now coated in her slick cum. She hadherver really had the desire to taste a
female’s fluids before, and especially not her own from her own hands, but she just could not
help herself. The camera seemed to demand it, and so she inserted her fingers into her mouth,
slowly and gently cleaning her hand of the juices that were there. She was not sure what she
expected to taste, but while it was a surprise the sharp tang and musky aftertaste were really
pleasant and she realized she could not wait to do this again. But as much as she wanted to
repeat this performance, Angela realized that the show must go on and that she was running
out of time to be fully dressed.

Angela moved over onto the center of her bed then and leaned back against the pillows Angela had
placed there, spreading her legs and shifting her hips so that her face, her pussy, and her little
rosebud of an anus were in full view of the camera. Giving another sigh of pleasure, she used her
left hand to start massaging her mons again, and used her middle finger to strum her red and swollen
clit, and spent a few minutes with her right hand playing with her breasts and nipples to push her body
to the next level. Angela could feel a near steady flow of her lubricating fluids now pouring out between
her labia and she knew that it was now or never. Angela reached down with her right hand and picked
up the black cone like attachment of the tail and forcibly rammed it between her labia as her left hand
kept a steady circling on her clit. The cry that Angela could not help but give was almost primal in its
intensity, and she rapidly stroked the tail plug in and out getting it coated and ready while she came yet
again.

After this last shuddering orgasm Angela pulled out the tail plug and it was actually dripping with her
cum with the lettering on its surface looking like it was on fire. She could feel the flow of her juice
running in a near river over her pucker, and she placed the tip of the cone right against it and gave a
slight push while still circling hervclit with her left hand. The muscles of her sphincter did not want to
yield easily and so she had to apply more and more force until she found the correct rhythm. Angela
worked the cone centimeter by centimeter into hervwaiting ass and with each pulsing thrust of the tail
she moaned in glorious pleasure. Again, again, again, again, again. Push, pause, push, pause, push,
pause. Angela’s thrusts and her clitoral stimulation began speeding up together, faster and faster, with
more and more need, and finally, with an ear shattering howl, the wide end of the cone slipped past her
little rosebud and she climaxed a final time and then collapsed back on the bed in exhaustion.

Angela knew she was still recording, and she did not want to leave the camera with much dead air time
and nothing going on, but she really did need a minute to get her breathing under control, and she
wanted to relish in the fullness that the tail plug gave her. It was like she had been filled with warmth,
and love, and home, and happiness, and her whole body tingled with energy. She took a bit of time to
writhe and stretch, getting used to how her new attachment, moved and felt, and each new movement
brought her a new feeling of pleasure. She had never known, but this was something else. Angela got up
then and shuffled up onto her hands and knees and wiggled her ass for the still recording camera so that
the tail would swish and flick, and it would be clear to anyone who watched that she was soundly and
delightfully plugged. She also used her hand to again sample some of her pussy fluids, partly for the
camera but mostly because she wanted to taste them again, and because she would need to wipe much
of it off before getting dressed.
Angela used a small towel that she had thought to bring to finish cleaning herself up, and put just a bit
more lotion on her hands and arms to mask the odor of her marathon masturbation’s effects. Angela
was constantly turning and moving so that the camera could get good views of her new tail and it felt
kind of erotic to do so as well. She was now cleaned up enough so she picked up and slowly pulled on
the black silk and lace panties that went with the outfit, and she noticed that the back of the panties had
a cutout with a button to accommodate the tail. I guess Erin knew her too well. She pulled on the frilly
black and white lace skirt that stuck out stiffly from her body and belted it in place while giving her still
erect nipples one more tweak for good measure. She bent over exaggeratedly to grab the corset/bustier
top and gave her ass another shake for the camera, and then pulled on and cinched up the top, realizing
that she would not need or wear a bra tonight. Angela then picked up the last accessories, pulling on the
lace gloves and buckling the white kitten collar around her neck, with the silver bell prominently
displayed in the hollow of her throat. Angela then turned saucily to the camera and bent over a touch at
the hip and blew a kiss to the camera and walked out of the picture while giving a cheeky wink over her
shoulder.

Angela turned off the recorder at that point and sent the file to her email and deleted it from her phone
so that she could make sure that only someone she wanted to have the video would have access to it.
She put on just a touch of makeup, but after looking in the mirror she realized that whe did not need
much to finish off her look. She then gathered up the few things she would need that night and put
them in a small black clutch she had thought went pretty well with the outfit. Angela also grabbed her
laptop so that she could process the film she had made while waiting for Thomas. Sitting down on the
edge of hee couch she turned on hee computer, then answered her phone when Thomas called. He told
her he would be there it about ten minutes and she let him know that she was ready. Angela pulled up
the video file on her computer and was able to quickly delete off the ends of the video where the
camera was started and stopped, and saved it so that it could be viewed on her machine.

Not long after Angela had finished the quick editing job her doorbell rang, and she opened it and got her
first look at Thomas his costume. It was a hybrid between a foxhunt outfit and a steeplechase uniform
and god did he fill it out nicely. His hair was done short almost military style and the rounded riding cap
gave his head a very classic look. The red coat he wore was practically molded to his body, and it forced
the white lace croft to push a very nice attention to his clean shaved face. The look was finished off with
a breeches style bottom pants, thigh high black riding boots. And just for that added extra he was
carrying a black leather riding crop in his right arm crook.

“So what do you think,” he asked in the brief moment that she was taking in him in costume. He had his
head turned to the side and was looking up in a mock aristocrats pose, and had not seen her yet.

“My god Thinas, you look handsome”

Angela said it, and she realized she really meant it. It was a fabulous outfit, but her first thought was
when she would be able to take it off of him. Where the hell had that thought come from? At that
moment Thomas turned back to Angela with a huge smile on his face and then his jaw fell open and
whatever he had been about to say was lost as he could do nothing but stare at Angela made her heart
soar with happiness that she had this effect on him, and Angela gave Thomas a coquettish pose while
slowly swaying her shoulders back and forth, looking at him with heavy lidded eyes.

“What do you think, Thomas?”

Thomas reached out a trembling hand then, and placed it softly against Angela’s cheek, and she was
compelled to close her eyes and rub herself into his touch with a soft sigh.

“Oh Angela. I can’t even think straight right now. I don’t know what to say but just, wow!”

Angela stepped back into the apartment then, taking his hand and drawing him in with her. As the door
closed behind him, Angela stepped away and did another pirouette just for him, making her sure to give
her tail a good shake for the full effect.