 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Tutu Bill on 02.08. at 12:56:09 I came home late one night from work and exhausted. I thought I would just get a bite to eat and hit the rack, but when I got home, my girlfriend had company. She had gotten home from ballet class shortly before I got there and was entertaining 4 of her friends from class. All were, of course, still in their leotards and tights, but all had brought with them the costumes that they were to adorn at the upcoming recital for the end of the year. It was obvious to me that they had been drinking and were "feeling no pain" when I got there, and I suddenly found myself hip deep in leotarded women. Now my girlfriend new of my affinity for dancewear as I had confessed it to her early in our relationship. I had told her that I loved the feel of her dancewear and enjoyed wearing it as well as her wearing it and we incorporated that fetish into our love life and she began to really enjoy it as well. I don't think that she ever considered dancewear as sexwear before I introduced that aspect of it to her, and now she really is into it. I never thought that it was something that she would share with others though, I mean tell others about my fetish, but it was becoming increasingly evident to me that she had with these guests. They all were coming on to me almost like they were collectively attempting to seduce me. One in particular, and this must have been at the behest of my girlfriend, was brushing up against me and cuddling with me and asking me how I liked her leotard and tights ensemble, then showing me her recital costume. The others were all sitting back and giggling, including my girlfriend, all huddled on the couch together. I complimented her on her ensemble and I did think that her recital tutu was darling. It was light blue stretch satin (shiny lycra) with all kinds of ruffles all around the bodice and arm openings, and the tutu itself was a short classic tutu with lace accents, sticking out about 15 inches. The girl brought me over to the couch with the others and sat me in the middle of all of them and they all started to fondle me taking their lead from my girlfriend and then she told me that all the guests knew that I love to "dress up" and all I ever wanted in life was to be a ballerina. Well I was really embarrased, but all of them seemed all right with it and all promised that they would not tell anyone else about my secret, but they wanted me to join them and put on one of their costumes before I came back to the group. They had already picked out the perfect costume for me and I already had the tights and toe shoes. Being a little shocked by the revelation, I thought for a minute and concluded that it would be fun. I never considered doing this with a group of people, but they were all very encouraging and my girlfriend was orchestrating all of it, so I thought I might never have this opportunity again so why not. The tutu they had picked out for me was light pink, like ballet pink and again it was a short classic tutu, my favorite, and had similar decorations as the other, I think it would have been in the same part of the recital, but all would have different colors of the same costume. I took it into the bedroom and removed all the boy clothes and put on my best pink tights, with the seams running down the back and my pink satin toe shoes. Them the tutu came on and after I put my arms in, I just stood there in front of our full length mirror gazing at myself and my outfit. I thought it was adorable and as I was jumping up in the air like an idiot watching the tutu bounce and flutter, all the girls came in to finish me off. I turned in surprize and they all came over and started to fuss over me fluffing my tutu and straightening the seam in my tights. They even retied the ribbons on my toe shoes. I was loving this. They all took my by the hand and sat me on the edge of the bed and put my shoulder length hair in pony tails on each side of my head while others started with my make up. I was really loving this attention I was getting. It seemed to me like some of them, including the girl that started the whole thing in the living room, were purposely brushing my legs, thighs and crotch. I was done as if by accident, but it happened often and I found that I was really getting aroused. Thank God for the tutu covering up my excitement. While I was sitting there being made up with eye shadow, mascara and lipstick, I was really enjoying the tutu, brushing it and straightening it. The girls were all commenting on how cute and precious I looked in this adorable tutu which only added to the excitement. Finally they finished with the make up and again, took me over to the mirror and when I got there I saw a cute little ballerina where I used to be. They had also stuffed the bra portion of the costume with some of my girlfriends tights so I had a bust not unlike that of a real ballerina. They all continued to fuss over me while I was watching in the mirror and I was loving every minute. My girlfriend stood next to me and whispered in my ear, "Is this not what you have wanted ever since we got together?" I told her about this fantasy shortly after I told her I loved dressing up and forgot about it after that, never thinking it would ever happen, but here it is. What a gal?!?!?!? After that, they all took me out to the living room and gave me a ballet class I will never forget and after about 2 hours of that, the girl that started in on me when I first came home took me off to the side and took my hand and put it on her leotard covered crotch and I will never forget this, it was a guy!!!!! I could not believe it and my eyes bugged out. As I turned to the group they all had a smile on their faces and a look that said, "Aren't they cute together?" She was beautiful in her pink tights and leotard and before that I could not keep my eyes off of her and would have sworn it was a girl. She looked to be in her 20s and of asian persuation, and she was beautiful. The other girls came over and started to fuss over me again and as the night progressed, it became even more memorable. A gift, if you will, from my girlfriend that fullfilled a fantasy I have had ever since I first tried on my sister's tights and leotard at the tender age of 7. I can't help but wonder where this will go in the future and what other surprizes I am in store for from this girlfriend and her group. I guess I will find out. Tutu Bill Answers to this message:
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