Ned and I often enjoy reading your letters as we lay in bed. Recently, as I was gently playing with Ned while he read, I noticed him getting more and more excited. Out of curiosity, I looked at the letter which was causing his reaction. It was the one where the guy was trapped in a rustling wedding dress. Finally, I rolled over on him and snuggled his hard cock into my waiting pussy.

On a whim, I made him keep his hands up over his head as I leaned forward, letting the lace edge of my babydoll nightie drape over Ned’s chest. Then I started playing with his nipples through the stiff lace, as I asked him if he’d like to be tied into a frilly dress. He just laughed, but his cock was throbbing. I got more and more excited as I began to plan a very special event. Ned had no idea what I was going to do, or when. As Ned and I came together, I was already making plans for him to experience the real joy of petticoats.

It actually took several months for the right occasion to present itself, but a big masquerade party seemed to be perfect. One of our friends came up with the idea of coming as your favorite Disney character, a theme which fit my plans perfectly. I told Ned about the party, and said that I would be in charge of everything. He had never seen me this aggressive before.

By the day of the ball I was so excited that I could barely contain myself. I could hardly wait to begin on Ned-in more ways than one. I led him into our bedroom and told him to strip while I watched. He was actually a little embarrassed to have me just sit there. But I got the desired result as his cock quickly swelled. Then I began.

First, I handed him ruffled crotchless panties to put on. He groaned, but knew he had no choice. Then came a satin corset. Next came his first surprise. I got out a huge, floor-length petticoat, made of stiffened nylon net and crisp taffeta. It made a loud rustling sound with even the slightest movement, which I knew Ned would love.

Then came his dress. “Oh no, not Mary Poppins,” he sighed. I had made the dress just like the one in the movie. It was white, covered with ruffles, with long sleeves and a sweeping skirt. Then I had Ned turn around. I assured him he’d never forget this night.

I rubbed the front of his dress and could feel his hard cock even through all the layers of taffeta and petticoat. He blushed like never before, and I could tell that he was loving it. My cunt was so hot; I wanted him right then and there. But I had to contain myself, so I made Ned stand at the foot of the bed and watch as I stripped and then masturbated right in front of him. He was shocked! But his hands kept going down to his skirt, and he would start to rub himself through his frilly dress. As soon as I would point it out, he’d quit. After coming, I got dressed as Snow White, in a long satin dress. Then we were off to the masquerade ball.

It was a blast. I was having a ball, and Ned tried his best to hide how turned on he was. I knew that the crisp taffeta and nylon net were turning him on more and more. I reminded him constantly throughout the night that he couldn’t get out of his dress until I decided he could. As we danced, I deliberately rubbed my crotch back and forth against his, knowing that it would cause the petticoat to stroke his cock. Once, Ned came close to losing it, and almost came in his petticoat. I cautioned him that he would be severely punished if he did. His eyes actually lit up at that.

Finally, it was time to go. Ned couldn’t wait to leave. During the drive home, I continued to play with his stiff cock through his dress. Once home, he begged me to let him remove his dress. Instead, I made him lie on his back and proceeded to tie his hands to the headboard. I flipped up his skirt and petticoats and slid between his legs. His cock was almost bright red with excitement. Before I let him come, I traced my fingernails along his swollen shaft, and kept commenting on his being trapped in his dress.

When I knew he couldn’t handle any more, I slid my hot, wet pussy down on him. In only a moment, he exploded. I had never seen Ned so excited. I let him settle down and then untied him. As we talked, I rubbed his cock through the rustling material. Soon he was stiff again.

This time he pushed me back on the bed. He lifted his petticoat and lowered himself on me. I started pinching his nipples and kissing him hard. I was more than ready, and felt myself explode. Ned was right behind me.

That night I made Ned sleep in a special ruffled babydoll nightie I had bought for him. In the morning he couldn’t wait to make love to me again.