Date: Tue, 29 Sep 2015 10:03:53 -0400 From: Sasha Steele <sashadankatutu@gmail.com> Subject: Adelle (part three) Adelle (part three) AT THE DINNER PARTY by Sasha Steele *(The Dragonfly resort hosts all kinds of venues geared specifically to its gay male clientele. They host special events for members such as live theater performances, dressy dinner parties, fancy dress balls, and costume balls. Daily activities besides the pubs and beach include all manner of physical activity and sports. On our second day at the resort Adelle chose canoeing for our afternoon activity. He chose it because that way he could just sit up front and let me do all the work. That's Adelle for you.)* The canoe stream meanders about the main island with a slow down hill flow beginning on a rise near the lodge and ending just below the same one. The water is then pumped back up to where it started. The round trip usually takes two or three hours. But you can stop anywhere at the many rest areas along it and shuttle back to the lodge if you wish. Adelle and Chase had breakfast on the deck at their cottage. Went for a dip. Caught lunch at the main island lodge. Then headed out canoeing. Adelle wore a black tank top and tan color Bermuda shorts over his black pantie and brassier set. The tight shorts wear cut to mid thigh with his bulging penis pouch sticking out and down nearly as far. He had black lace up boots with high chunky heels on his feet. Adelle's long streaky brown hair was done in a braid that issued through the back opening in the black baseball cap he wore. Adelle had a little black purse slug over his shoulder military style. Chase wore a white halter top and Daisy Duke cutoffs over his white brassier and pantie set. The edges of Chase's brassiere's chest pads and the straps showed past the halter top. And the Daisy Dukes were so short and tight in the rear that the seam ran up Chase's ass and the outer edges in the seat of his white panties showed. The cut off shorts waist band was set lower than the wide lacy waist band of his panties that showed above it. In front the penis pouch of Chase's short-shorts hung down well below the cut out legs. Chase had brown high heel strap sandals on his feet. His blond hair was pulled back in a short pony tail. No hat, but a pair of white framed sunglasses sat on the top of his head. Adelle hadn't so much as touched a paddle as they followed the meandering stream. The day was lovely. The scenery beautiful. Chase did all the paddling while Adelle did all the talking. Chase wasn't paying any real attention to what Adelle was saying until Adelle said something that made his ears perk up. *(In spite of Adelle's fained shyness I knew he was an exhibitionist. If you got it flaunt it as they say. I had suspected a while back that his washroom phobia may just be an excuse to pee in public. Not just pee. At home we'd set up a portable toilet so Adelle could shit anywhere but in the dreaded bathroom. And he always wanted me to stay there to watch while he moved his bowels.) * Not an hour into the canoe trip Adelle announced that he had to take a big shit. So Chase pulled the canoe up to a rest stop and helped Adelle out on to the shore. The small clearing was set up for a camp fire with cut log benches on three sides. The fixed benches were made of logs cut in half with the flat side up making seats about eight inches wide. Chase undid Adelle's shorts. Adelle pulled them down along with his panties and sat down on one of the benches. Adelle sat way back so that his ass was poised well over the edge of the bench. He'd pushed his cock back so that it hung down behind the log seat. Chase stood behind to watch. Adelle's massive cock and big round bag hung below his fat ass. Adelle stilled himself as if to concentrate to relieve his bladder. Then the damn broke and a heavy stream poured into the dirt behind him. Chase watched as the solid stream dissipated to a few dribbles and squirts as Adelle bore down to finish. Chase put his hand to the penis pouch in his Daisy Dukes and felt a slight stiffening in his cock. Needing to pee himself Chase spread his legs, bent over with his hands on his thighs and let his pee flow through the penis pouch in his Daisy Dukes. Done pissing Adelle set himself to the task of moving his bowels. Adelle took a deep breath, held it and made a low guttural sound as he bore down to move his bowels. After a few repeated efforts Adelle was rewarded when his sphincter ring crowned around the tip of a solid dark brown turd. With another effort Adelle advanced the turd further. The turd grew long as it emerged and Chase wondered if it would touch Adelle's big bag as it slid past. Adelle pushed it further. The turd was over a foot in length now. "Holy shit!" Chase exclaimed. "Its fucking huge." Another effort and Adelle's monster shit fell to the ground with a thud. He bore down several more times to expel more of his load, which fell in lesser lengths to pile on top of the first. Adelle signaled that he was all done by holding a wade of tissues he'd retrieved from his purse over his shoulder and wiggling it around for Chase to take so he could wipe his bum. Adelle's solid bowel movement had left little residue. Still, several times Chase stuck his finger with tissue over it into his boygirlfriend's hole, just to make sure. Adelle stood and Chase pulled his panties and shorts back up meticulously adjusting his cock in both their penis pouches before zipping and latching the shorts. He helped Adelle get back into the canoe and the headed out downstream once more leaving a big pile of shit and a wad of tissues behind. They rounded a bend and pulled into the Tikki bar that marked the half way point where they had a few drinks. Not wanting to canoe anymore they caught a shuttle back to the lodge and from there a water taxi home. It was formal dinner night and the erstwhile beautiful couple required a long time to prepare themselves. *(There's nothing more sensuous than getting all dressed up to go out. Attending the formal dinner parties at Dragonfly I'd always preferred the traditional more formal party dress. While Adelle liked the shorter less formal modern version. That's just part of the exhibitionist in him I suppose. But then I like it like that because now I can have it both ways. The mod and the traditional that is.)* Adelle chose to wear a sexy silver-grey tube dress made of a stretchy material that gathered in folds its entire length. The dress could be worn as long or as short as you preferred by pulling or gathering the folds. The dress had a low straight neckline with spaghetti straps, lower in back than in front. Under the dress Adelle had worn a silver pantie and brassier set, both pieces replete with fancy ribbon and lace. He wore grey stayup stockings with elegantly embroidered elastic tops. And had platinum opened toed dress sandals with six inch spike heels on his feet. Adelle wore a ton of platinum jewelry infused with shimmering diamonds, earrings, necklace, bracelets and finger rings. His eyes shadow was powder grey, lipstick and nail polish silver. Adelle's long tresses wear pulled behind his ears and stayed there with diamond barrettes. The long brown with light streaks hair hung in gentle curls down Adelle's back. He looked magnificent and sensual. It was amusing for Chase to watch Adelle's antics as he stood before the full length mirror attempting to adjust the stretchy folds of his dress perfectly to the contours of his voluptuous body. More folds under his belly so that it didn't look as pronounced. Less across his robust ass. And no matter what adjustments were made with the gathered folds none could arrest the stretch of dress's front over the ridge-like bulge of the protruding monster between Adelle's legs. Chase had decided on a white with silver paisley motif fit-and-flare formal dinner dress. The dress had a round neckline, half sleeves and a full skirt that fell below the knee. Underneath he wore brilliant white ManzFem designer lingerie. The brassier and panties were elegantly laced, as was the garter belt corset worn under the panties. The garters were hooked to nude tone stockings. And on his feet were white pumps with five inch heels. Chase's blond hair was up in a small bun on the top of his head. A strand of curls fell both sides of his face. Chase wore a white pearl necklace with matching pearl earrings. His face was fully made up with light silver eye shadow and grey-silver lipstick. And the color of Chase's nail polish matched his lipstick. Chase pinched the folds of his skirt and turned in front of the mirror to admire himself. A swelling in his cock told him he very much liked what he saw. They dined with new acquaintances. Brittan, a pretty man in a blue dress with red hair, a wig cut in a bob with bangs and higher in back than front. He had a prominent nose and the most striking green eyes. Brittan was with his boygirlfriend, Hermese, who had an overly bulked massively muscled body hardly contained in a little black dress. Hermese had fine white blond hair that hung thin and limp to his shoulders, probably thinning because of steroid abuse. They ate and drank, chatted and dance till the wee hours. Proper decorum was preserved till after dining when the drinks flowed, followed by the flow of pee, which for Adelle and Chase was through their panties while out on the terrace with their dresses lifted. "I think Hermese has the hots for you," Adelle told Chase one of the times they were out on the terrace. "Hulk loves Chase." Adelle made his voice go deeper. "Hulk fuck Chase," Adelle said then burst out laughing. Drunk as a skunk and horny as hell, Adelle was all over Chase in the water taxi. The tight dress had ridden half way up his ass and a massive hardon tented the penis pouch in his panties more than a foot out to the front of him. Chase was hard and horny too. And would have let Adelle fuck him right there in the water taxi but wanted to wait till they got home. When they did get home Chase took Adelle up in his arms and carried him into the bedroom. Chase took his panties off and positioned himself on his hands and knees in the middle of the bed so that Adelle could fuck him from behind. Adelle withdrew the massive erection from his panties and got on the bed behind Chase. He lifted the flaring skirt of Chase's dress up onto his back exposing his round muscular butt with garter belts running around the sides of it and down to where they hooked onto his stockings. Adelle spread Chase's ass cheeks, shoved his face between them and and ran his tongue through the crack making Chase moan. Adelle's cock throbbed. He took hold to masturbate as he continued to lick and suck Chase's ass. Then Adelle brought his monster to Chase's hole. Chase felt his sphincter ring open around the monster's head. Felt his anal canal spread as the incredibly thick shaft pushed through it. Felt the pressure imposed on the bulb of his own cock root with just a thin membrane between it and Adelle's monster. Felt the delicious presser against his inner bowls at the pit of his stomach as Adelle pushed his massive cock all the way in against the top of Chase's rectum. Drunk as he was Adelle fucked his sexy transvestite boyfriend mercilessly. Adelle was in wont of noting except to satisfy his carnal lust by cumming in Chase's ass. And so Adelle rammed Chase's ass hard and fast as he cried out in ecstatic rage. Course Chase didn't mind. He liked these times when his boygirlfriend's lust was too great for him to satisfy through more gentle means. Adelle fucked Chase uncontrollably til he reached a frenzied point of ejaculation. Following which Adelle filled Chase's rectal cavity with a ton of cum. The moment Adelle reached his climax Chase had reached his own and came all over the inside of his dress skirt creating a sticky mess that Chase would just leave on the floor for the staff to deal with next day. Chase helped Adelle into his nightie before putting on his own and they fell asleep in each others arms. Sometime in the night Adelle awoke with a terrible need to pee. Too drunk and sleepy to bother he turned away from Chase and let it flow through his nightie panties into the bed. *(On second thought Adelle's toiletry problems may not stem from phobia or exhibitionism alone. It may that sometimes he's just too lazy to get up and go. Once, while on the boat laying on his stomach in his pink bikini sunning himself I watched as Adelle took the seat of his bikini bottoms aside and pushed a fair size turd out onto the pad he was laying on. Now that's fucking lazy. Not to mention a real big turn on.)* End of part three.