Maude Ch. 04
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*Maude 4: Initiation*
Introduction
If you like the feel of soft wool against your skin, and the idea of a mature lady ordering you about, to do things you wouldn't otherwise dream of, then Maude could be for you. She was for me! Maude lived in the suburbs of a town in southern England, and all names in the stories have been changed to protect our identities.
This story follows Maude 1 - 3, and should ideally be read in the order written:
However, if you can't wait, you need to know a little about Maude. She was in her late forties, I guessed, with greyish hair cut short, and was what you would call well built with a large frame and an ample bosom, hidden under the soft wool of her sweater. She always wore wool - either cardigans or sweaters, or both. She had brown eyes and a friendly, knowing smile. Her business card read: 'Mrs M. Fowler' in a blue script, with 'Charity Donations' in smaller letters under it. Then the address: '34 Leaside Avenue, Newtown. Tel: 01453 654932'.
I met her friend Julie in Chapter 3. She was also on her early forties, with short fair hair, and was wearing a thinnish twinset in soft pink wool with a maroon skirt when we first met. She was shorter than Maude and not so well built, but her bosom was nicely rounded all the same, and the wool clung tightly to her body.
Now read on... this story is now completed.
It was just after my Wednesday donation - another of her quickies into her black mohair cardigan - that she invited me to the second party. "Well you were such a hit with Julie that we thought you should meet some of our other friends too. Do you fancy a little more of the dressing up, you cheeky young thing?"
How could I refuse - but I coudn't help but wonder how many people would be there and what would happen.
"Well I'd love to, because that time with you and Julie was just so amazing - but will there be lots of people there?"
"Oh no, not lots - just some people you'll get on with really well. Maybe five or six of us, altogether. And same time, same cardy, same place."
So that weekend, clutching my bag I rang the door with some apprehension. This time Maude opened it wearing a bottle green v-necked long cardigan, which was intended to be worn over a sweater - but was just over her skin. She smiled when she saw it was me.
"Oh come in!" she gushed, "It's so good to see you - everyone else is here already apart from Gerald, who can't come. Come on through!"
Gerald. So there were other men as well as women! Maybe I shouldn't stay after all. But the thought of that night with Maude and Julie was just too exiting to want to leave. I followed her along the hall and she put her head round the lounge door, where the voices were coming from. She blocked my view so I just waited behind her.
"Guess what, party people?" I heard her say, "the guest of honour has arived! So Faith, come over and I'll introduce you then you can get him ready!"
There was more sound of voices and movements, then Faith came round the corner. She was gorgeous, in her thirties with long dark hair, and wearing an amazing pink and purple v-knecked cardigan, where the colour just seemed to bleed from light to dark down to her waist. And the only other thing she was wearing were tight maroon panties.
"Andrew, this is Faith!" said Maude, stating the obvious really.
"Well hello!" beamed Faith, her red lipsticked lips flashing a wide smile, "I've heard so much about you that I feel I've had you inside me already!" she said. "Julie says you've got a good solid six inches, and circumcised too!"
The direct talking was just too much.
"Hello," I managed to reply, "you look gorgeous in that cardigan."
"Well I'm glad you like it, 'cos I'm the one to get you ready tonight - and if you're very lucky you can have a little feel of it!"
"Not now, Faith, you mustn't get him over exited too soon." said Maude, smiling at the two of us, "Just show him up into the changing room, get him ready for his initiation and then bring him back down. I'll just get some more wine in - we've drunk two bottles already!"
So not knowing quite what was planned, I made my way behind Faith upstairs, watching her tight panties and bulging bottom as she walked up the steps. We went in a back bedroom, where various clothes were piled up on the bed.
"Right, Andrew, let's see what I've been missing - strip off please!"
I'd put my bag down, so simply undressed - knowing that I was being closely watched, and feeling my cock growing harder by the minute. Soon I was down to my white pants, with my cock pressing hard at the front. Faith was just looking straight at my groin.
"Let's get your fancy dress on then, shall we? Here's your bra, and Julie said we should use this filling over here." It still felt amazing to be putting a bra on, especially with a pretty women helping me. Faith stuffed the bra cups, fondling them into the right shape. She didn't take long, but the sight and smell of her perfume so close was wonderful.
"Right, now on with your cardy please!"
I pulled the tight orange wool over my arms, then started on the buttons - with the bottom one. It was then I noticed just how much my cock was sticking out and the wet patch showing on my pants. I carried on with the buttons.
"Oh don't worry about your damp panties, pet! We'll be having lots of those before the night is through. I'm getting pretty wet myself, just watching you!"
When my cardigan was buttoned up I pulled it straight, trying to hide the top of my underpants - but she could see everything anyway.
"It's no use trying to hide - you know I'm going to see every part of your body before very long - so I think I'd like a look at your manhood now! Take your panties down for me, please!"
I did as I was told, watching her look at me and watching my cock as it leapt out and upwards.
"Mmm," Faith began,"Well you've certainly got the size - that's a good thick base too, isn't it? Julie was right! Do you toss yourself a lot to keep it so fit?"
I couldn't get used to this style of questions, but replied: "Well, sometimes - it depends what you call lots, really. Sometimes every few hours!"
"That sounds like my kind of cock - a performer!" she smiled. "Well it's my job tonight to act as party photographer, so I'll just take some photos for your inauguration. Pull your pants up, and stand against that door, that's right, with your hands on your hips."
She'd now reached for a digital camera from a shelf behind the bed, giving me time to enjoy looking at the wool-clad form and the tight strechy maroon panties clinging to her hips. I moved over to the door, and stood with my erection pressing against the cloth of my pants.
"That's a good pose!" she smiled, "Now tummy in and boobs out!" The flash of her camera went off. "I'll just try a few, so move about a bit."
Flashing more, I got to feel a film star - even if a strangely dressed one.
"Now just a couple without your pants, please, so we can see you properly!" I slid down my pants, and more flashed went off.
"Right, that'll do. Now you take one of me please - just swap places a mo." So as she stood against the doorway, pulling in her tummy and smiling, I snapped her too.
"Now let's go down and get you initiated properly." she smiled wickedly.
So I followed her downstairs, and into the lounge. I quickly took in Maude and Julie as they looked at me - then nearly died when I realised the person in a pale blue cardigan was a man. Julie was wearing a ribbed pale pink v-knecked cardigan, with pink panties, and came over to give me a kiss.
"Hello pet!" she smiled, your cardigan looks very tight tonight - but not as tight as your panties! How do you keep you cock so hard?"
Maude interrupted "Not so much chat, Julie, there's someone here he doesn't know!"
Maude introduced us: "Andrew, this is Andrew!" she said, smiling at the moment. He stood up, showing he was wearing black pants, with a round-kneck pale blue lambswool cardigan, buttoned up to the top.
"Hi!" he said smiling wryly: clearly he was as embarrassed as me.
I said "Hi!" back before Maude got into her organising mode.
"Well we can't have two Andrews, and as you are both girls I vote we use your initiation Andrew" - looking at me - "to re-christen you both into proper girls' names. Andrew number one - you will be Sandy - and Andrew number two, the new girl here - will become Mandy. That way it'll be easy for us to know who's who. OK, everybody, let's gather round in the initiation circle. Andrew - sorry, Mandy - you come and stand in the middle - and here, have a glass of wine too - white or red?"
So I took my glass of white wine, gulped half of it down, then walked forward, wishing I'd worn black pants instead of white as the wet patch was obvious to all. They linked hands around me, and walked slowly in a clockwide direction, all eyes on me as if they were inspecting me. I quickly finished my drink.
"Let me put that glass away." said Julie, "so we can all enjoy your initiaition!"
Maude then spoke, in her domineering way. "Now Mandy, for this initiation you must stand quite still, only move when you are told, and always do exactly what you are told. You fancy dress boys are all the same - you need to know your place. So put your legs apart a bit more... that's right - and put your hands on your hips." She watched while I complied, then looked around at the others, "Girls, now let's begin the laying on of hands!"
So all four of them moved forward, and touched my shoulders, stroking my cardigan down to my waist in long gentle touches. Maude was directly in front of me, the soft green wool draping smoothly over her rounded breasts. Julie was on my right, and Faith on my left. I was glad that Sandy was behind me.
"We worship the wool!" said Maude, and they all repeated, "We worship the wool!"
"And the body beneath!" she continued. "And the body beneath!" they repeated.
"We worship each other!" said Maude, turning to her left to stroke Julie, who repeated the phrase as she stroked Sandy, His voice was soft, but it was a man's voice all the same.
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