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A Cross Dressing Fantasy – Chapter 5
In the low light of our bedroom, late on that Friday night after Beth had transformed me from a former cross dresser into her new girlfriend she had asked if I liked being her girlfriend. I did not hesitate for one second, “Yes Beth,” I said lying naked against her naked body, “I love being your girlfriend, something inside of me seems to have changed and this seems so natural and I feel complete.”
My crotch was wet with my cum and her creamy arousal but I was in no rush to get off the bed. I felt Beth’s hand slide up and down my back as we lie face to face. I felt her nose against mine, her breasts against my hairless chest, and she had one leg between mine and would occasionally press her thigh against my shrunken cock and balls. I wasn’t sure if she was testing to see if my cock had hardened yet, since it had not through our love making, or if it was just gentle play after sex.
I put my hand in the small of her back and felt the rise of her bubble butt that I always found so sexy. My fingers inched towards the crack of her ass but I did not make a move to probe between her cheeks, but I did run my fingers down her cleft admiring the curve of her ass, “I wish my ass was a beautiful as yours,” I whispered in her ear, “and I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but I wish my breasts were as beautiful as yours.”
We were face to face, whispering to each other in the afterglow of our mutual orgasms. I must admit that in the past I generally cleaned up after sex and drifted off to sleep very quickly, tonight I just wanted to share this special moment with Beth. Beth responded to my statement about my breasts and butt by saying, “You are perfect just the way you are Karin and if as time goes by we can find a way to make a few changes that make both of us happy that will make it all the better.”
She kissed me lightly on the lips and rubbed her had across my cheek and then down to my neck pulling me into another more passionate kiss. Her hand wandered down across my breast and then the back of her hand lightly across my tummy. When she reached my crotch she turned her hand and using her middle finger stimulated the tip of my cock that was barely out of my body. I was slippery from our sex and she rubbed me intently and when we broke from the kiss I whispered, “keep that up and you will get me going again,” and then I giggled knowing she would understand that she often used that line when I would touch her this way, enjoying the slick hard nub of her clit after sex.
Beth giggled and pressed her fingers against me gently pressing my cock and balls up inside of me, “I think we need to get cleaned up, do you want to go first?” she asked.
“No, you go, I love you Beth,” I whispered.
“I love you too Karin,” she said and slipped off the bed leaving me feeling alone and yes a bit confused.
I was not confused over how complete I felt dressing like a woman or how complete and utterly pleasured I was with Beth in bed. In fact for the first time in my life a woman had taken charge of our love making by “tribbing” me as if I was a lesbian lover. Some call it the scissors, but regardless of what it is called I never penetrated her, yet I felt her clit and creamy pussy and it made me feel as if I was a woman being with a woman, something I had never fantasized about as a teen. I had always imagined being a woman and never really thought about sex with anyone other than my hand.
I was confused at the sudden change in my life, when I came home from work on Friday there was a simple mistake in which drawer I opened, “Or was it?” I questioned myself in my mind. Have I secretly wanted to return to cross dressing and just denying it? Yes every commercial on TV for Soma bras and panties caught my eye and would send me into thought of the details of those pretty bras. And when Beth would dress in pretty lingerie before love making it was like a tastefully wrapped gift. Her body and the acts we preformed aroused me, but the lingerie enhanced my arousal.
Now just one day after opening that drawer I was lying in bed, naked, shaved bald everywhere, wearing a wig and makeup and still glowing from what can only be described as lesbian love making. And this change confused me, even though it pleased me. It was such a departure from our everyday mature life up to this point yet there was this feeling of longing for more but fear this was a one off event and tomorrow everything would return to normal. Or perhaps this was simply a dream. My hands had been on my chest with my thumbs rubbing across my nipples and the feeling down my spine was so intense I had to stop.
My boobs felt so much bigger and I passed it off to the shaving and the softness from the bath oil that Beth had poured into my girly bath. I heard Beth in our bathroom, humming some unknown tune and I knew she was happy, she always hummed that way when she was very happy and content. It pleased me to know I had made her happy and that the pleasure we shared was so satisfying.
I heard the door open from the bathroom and unlike my usual habit of jumping up to use the bathroom next I laid facing her side of the bed as she slid in beside me. She smelled fresh and clean and I could tell she had used lotion on her hands as they were so soft. I kissed her and let my hand go between her legs and just held her, no probing or rubbing, I just cupped her bald pussy, now cooled from the arousal we had shared.
I said nothing, just kissed her again and slid out of bed. I cleaned up and inspected my cock, it seemed so much smaller pulled up tight. I had always been small, as a teen it was a huge embarrassment to me in gym class. I was teased about its size and its habit of pulling up inside of me, and as I looked now it was just as it was then.
I didn’t have anything in the bathroom to dress in except a t-shirt from the night before so slipped it over my head and headed back to bed. Beth had a nightlight on as I entered and she looked up with a pouty mock frown on her face and got up from the bed. She had on then beautiful nylon nightgown from before and looked like an angel from heaven in it. She bent over and picked up my bra, panties, and gown, “Wouldn’t you rather wear these,” she asked as approached me.
I gulped hard, there was a lump in my throat and I honestly did want to dress but thought, as I did in bed, that this was a one off event and now it was time to return to life as usual. “Won’t you wear these for me Karin”? Beth asked and laid the garments on the bed. “Let me help you,” she said as she pulled the t-shirt off me. The fabric was soft and I noticed how the friction against my soft skin and nipples seemed electric, never in my life had I been so aware of the slightest stimulation.
I reached for the panties and pulled them on; out of the corner of my eye I saw my reflection in the bureau mirror and was almost shocked that the panty held me tight enough that I was perfectly smooth in front. I turned a bit and Beth smiled, “you look stunning in those panties, I love how smooth you are here,” and she cupped my tiny little package and pressed against me.
Beth hooked my bra and instructed me on how to adjust my boobs for the maximum effect and then slipped the gown on me. She tied the strings and then kissed me, “Now we can go to bed Karin,” and within minutes I was sound asleep lying close to Beth. The scent in the bed was totally feminine and it filled my head with thoughts of the woman that had pleasured me like a woman instead of as a man and everything felt right.
Our Sunday began with us sleeping in later than normal and Beth woke me with a kiss and a smile, “I’m famished,” she said, “let’s make breakfast once we get dressed.”
I stretched as she got out of bed and pulled on her lounge tights and a tank top. Her boobs were so firm and prominent on her chest and her nipples were making a perfect show under the top, a bra for her was more a formality than a need.
Beth ducked into the closet and brought out another big box with a bow and placed it on the bed. “Come on sleepy head,” she mocked and pulled at my arm. I moved to the edge of the bed and she presented me with the box, I wanted something real girly for you today, I hope you like it. When I lifted the lid there was a pure white panty with a tiny pink bow on the waistband, another push-up bra, this one in white with pink stitching, as well as what turned out to be a pink and white gingham sun dress.
“I hope you don’t mind the wide straps on the dress, I hate when bra straps show in a sun dress, don’t you?” Beth said. She didn’t wait for an answer but said, you get dressed Karin, I want the big reveal when you walk down the hall and step into the kitchen.” She left me along and I was tearing up, “the dream is not a dream,” I thought as I stood and went to the bathroom. I had to pee and when I stood in front of the toilet I felt for my cock and realized it was still sucked up so sat down to relieve myself.
I dressed in front of the full length mirror, I loved the bra and panties against my shaved skin. I turned to inspect my butt in the panties, they covered me completely but had that stretchy center back seam that enhanced the look of my ass and I was pleased. When I put the dress over my head and arms it fell across me as if it had been custom made for me. I found the side zipper and it was snug fitting on my torso and flared perfectly over my bust line.
I laughed at my thought, “my bust line,” never had I ever said those words in reference to me. I looked at my reflection and was almost shocked at the cleavage that showed above the square neckline of my new dress. Again, a chuckle at “my new dress,” as a teen I owned my garments but only because I had pilfered them from hampers, clothes lines, are donation boxes my mother always had around from neighborhood clothing drives for a local charity. But they never really seemed like they were my garments.
Beth knew how I loved her in pink, it is such a feminine color and I had told her that it was the pink panty that had triggered my start at cross dressing. She remembered it and most of her sexy lingerie was either pink or something trimmed in pink. Now I was wearing a pink sundress and loved the low neckline. I adjusted my wig to make sure it was on straight and then decided I would try adding a bit of make-up.
I had paid close attention to what Beth had done last evening but admit that my attempt looked a little lame. But I wanted a fully feminine look for my reveal this morning. I bent close to the mirror to try some lip gloss and my eyes darted down to look down the front of my dress. The totally feminine bra with the little pink stitching was so cute under this dress, I wondered how long it took Beth to put this all together. I felt very special as I left the bathroom.
The sundress had a ruffled trim around the bottom that swished across my bare legs as I walked down the hall. I could feel my shaved legs rubbing together and found it very sensual, and I could feel that center seam in the panty pulling my cheeks apart a bit. I stopped and reached behind feeling my cleft, I loved how it felt on my hand but knew that the dress hid this detail, but knowing my ass looked a little more feminine made me feel good inside.
I hesitated at the door into the kitchen, Beth met me at the door and took my hand and spun me around like a ballerina. My skirt twirled with me and flared out a bit as she pulled me to her for a hug and another kiss. “I love your lip gloss, this afternoon we are going to spend some time on make-up techniques, but for now let’s eat.” She led me to the table where our chairs were pulled out a bit and as I move to set down she rubbed her hand across my ass, “You have got the sweetest ass Karin,” she said as she took her seat.
We spent a wonderful day together playing girlfriends. Beth, as she had promised, gave me lessons in makeup and then brought out another surprise gift for me, some pretty low heeled shoes to wear with my dress. She helped me practice on them so that I didn’t rip over my feet and then taught me how to walk in a more feminine manner. There was nothing domineering about these lessons, just one woman wanting to help another with life’s lessons.
Sunday night was another extended love making session, much the same as the night before. I really got the feeling that Beth love tribbing and it pleased me as well and for the second day in a row and the second time in my life I ejaculated without ever getting hard or penetrating Beth. That evening as we began touching each other and kissing I felt Beth slide her hand inside my panties and she pressed the tip of my cock as far inside me as it would go. Then she used the tip of her finger to rub around the top of it, just like I did to her clit when I was getting her aroused.
She stopped, removed her hand and wet her fingers and returned them and the feeling of her saliva covered finger tips got me so aroused that I could feel the intense sensation all the way up my spine. I kissed her so passionately and said, “Beth I need you so badly, I know it has only been 24 hours but I want you to trib me just like last night.” I hoped she wouldn’t think it strange as I had never asked her for any particular sexual favor before, we always just read each other’s desires.
Beth stripped quickly and helped me out of my panties leaving my gown and bra in place. She positioned herself like last night and her wet slippery pussy was so wonderfully hot as she smashed her hard clit right on top of the tip of my cock and began rocking her hips back and forth. She was holding my leg up and had anyone seen us they would have insisted she was fucking me from her motions. There was the sound of her tummy slapping my thigh, just like my thighs would slap her when I was taking her in the missionary position.
Neither of us lasted long before I erupted squirting my cum all over her pussy. “Yes, Karin, get me wet with your cream, oh Fuck girl, you are so hot.” Beth said as she rocked back and forth bringing herself off before my second load of cum soaked both of us. Regardless of the reason I was not getting erect I was still able to cum and the feelings were so intense they exhausted me.
Monday morning came too soon, I sadly dressed in my work clothes to return to my menial job of a construction site gopher. I left before Beth was awake and left a note on the counter.
I hope you have a great day Beth, I love you and love being your girlfriend. Karin
I knew Beth would see it as she prepared for work, she held the better of our jobs as a pharmacist and it was her income that made our life as easy as it was. All I wanted was to return home and dress for an evening with my new girlfriend…
In the low light of our bedroom, late on that Friday night after Beth had transformed me from a former cross dresser into her new girlfriend she had asked if I liked being her girlfriend. I did not hesitate for one second, “Yes Beth,” I said lying naked against her naked body, “I love being your girlfriend, something inside of me seems to have changed and this seems so natural and I feel complete.”
My crotch was wet with my cum and her creamy arousal but I was in no rush to get off the bed. I felt Beth’s hand slide up and down my back as we lie face to face. I felt her nose against mine, her breasts against my hairless chest, and she had one leg between mine and would occasionally press her thigh against my shrunken cock and balls. I wasn’t sure if she was testing to see if my cock had hardened yet, since it had not through our love making, or if it was just gentle play after sex.
I put my hand in the small of her back and felt the rise of her bubble butt that I always found so sexy. My fingers inched towards the crack of her ass but I did not make a move to probe between her cheeks, but I did run my fingers down her cleft admiring the curve of her ass, “I wish my ass was a beautiful as yours,” I whispered in her ear, “and I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but I wish my breasts were as beautiful as yours.”
We were face to face, whispering to each other in the afterglow of our mutual orgasms. I must admit that in the past I generally cleaned up after sex and drifted off to sleep very quickly, tonight I just wanted to share this special moment with Beth. Beth responded to my statement about my breasts and butt by saying, “You are perfect just the way you are Karin and if as time goes by we can find a way to make a few changes that make both of us happy that will make it all the better.”
She kissed me lightly on the lips and rubbed her had across my cheek and then down to my neck pulling me into another more passionate kiss. Her hand wandered down across my breast and then the back of her hand lightly across my tummy. When she reached my crotch she turned her hand and using her middle finger stimulated the tip of my cock that was barely out of my body. I was slippery from our sex and she rubbed me intently and when we broke from the kiss I whispered, “keep that up and you will get me going again,” and then I giggled knowing she would understand that she often used that line when I would touch her this way, enjoying the slick hard nub of her clit after sex.
Beth giggled and pressed her fingers against me gently pressing my cock and balls up inside of me, “I think we need to get cleaned up, do you want to go first?” she asked.
“No, you go, I love you Beth,” I whispered.
“I love you too Karin,” she said and slipped off the bed leaving me feeling alone and yes a bit confused.
I was not confused over how complete I felt dressing like a woman or how complete and utterly pleasured I was with Beth in bed. In fact for the first time in my life a woman had taken charge of our love making by “tribbing” me as if I was a lesbian lover. Some call it the scissors, but regardless of what it is called I never penetrated her, yet I felt her clit and creamy pussy and it made me feel as if I was a woman being with a woman, something I had never fantasized about as a teen. I had always imagined being a woman and never really thought about sex with anyone other than my hand.
I was confused at the sudden change in my life, when I came home from work on Friday there was a simple mistake in which drawer I opened, “Or was it?” I questioned myself in my mind. Have I secretly wanted to return to cross dressing and just denying it? Yes every commercial on TV for Soma bras and panties caught my eye and would send me into thought of the details of those pretty bras. And when Beth would dress in pretty lingerie before love making it was like a tastefully wrapped gift. Her body and the acts we preformed aroused me, but the lingerie enhanced my arousal.
Now just one day after opening that drawer I was lying in bed, naked, shaved bald everywhere, wearing a wig and makeup and still glowing from what can only be described as lesbian love making. And this change confused me, even though it pleased me. It was such a departure from our everyday mature life up to this point yet there was this feeling of longing for more but fear this was a one off event and tomorrow everything would return to normal. Or perhaps this was simply a dream. My hands had been on my chest with my thumbs rubbing across my nipples and the feeling down my spine was so intense I had to stop.
My boobs felt so much bigger and I passed it off to the shaving and the softness from the bath oil that Beth had poured into my girly bath. I heard Beth in our bathroom, humming some unknown tune and I knew she was happy, she always hummed that way when she was very happy and content. It pleased me to know I had made her happy and that the pleasure we shared was so satisfying.
I heard the door open from the bathroom and unlike my usual habit of jumping up to use the bathroom next I laid facing her side of the bed as she slid in beside me. She smelled fresh and clean and I could tell she had used lotion on her hands as they were so soft. I kissed her and let my hand go between her legs and just held her, no probing or rubbing, I just cupped her bald pussy, now cooled from the arousal we had shared.
I said nothing, just kissed her again and slid out of bed. I cleaned up and inspected my cock, it seemed so much smaller pulled up tight. I had always been small, as a teen it was a huge embarrassment to me in gym class. I was teased about its size and its habit of pulling up inside of me, and as I looked now it was just as it was then.
I didn’t have anything in the bathroom to dress in except a t-shirt from the night before so slipped it over my head and headed back to bed. Beth had a nightlight on as I entered and she looked up with a pouty mock frown on her face and got up from the bed. She had on then beautiful nylon nightgown from before and looked like an angel from heaven in it. She bent over and picked up my bra, panties, and gown, “Wouldn’t you rather wear these,” she asked as approached me.
I gulped hard, there was a lump in my throat and I honestly did want to dress but thought, as I did in bed, that this was a one off event and now it was time to return to life as usual. “Won’t you wear these for me Karin”? Beth asked and laid the garments on the bed. “Let me help you,” she said as she pulled the t-shirt off me. The fabric was soft and I noticed how the friction against my soft skin and nipples seemed electric, never in my life had I been so aware of the slightest stimulation.
I reached for the panties and pulled them on; out of the corner of my eye I saw my reflection in the bureau mirror and was almost shocked that the panty held me tight enough that I was perfectly smooth in front. I turned a bit and Beth smiled, “you look stunning in those panties, I love how smooth you are here,” and she cupped my tiny little package and pressed against me.
Beth hooked my bra and instructed me on how to adjust my boobs for the maximum effect and then slipped the gown on me. She tied the strings and then kissed me, “Now we can go to bed Karin,” and within minutes I was sound asleep lying close to Beth. The scent in the bed was totally feminine and it filled my head with thoughts of the woman that had pleasured me like a woman instead of as a man and everything felt right.
Our Sunday began with us sleeping in later than normal and Beth woke me with a kiss and a smile, “I’m famished,” she said, “let’s make breakfast once we get dressed.”
I stretched as she got out of bed and pulled on her lounge tights and a tank top. Her boobs were so firm and prominent on her chest and her nipples were making a perfect show under the top, a bra for her was more a formality than a need.
Beth ducked into the closet and brought out another big box with a bow and placed it on the bed. “Come on sleepy head,” she mocked and pulled at my arm. I moved to the edge of the bed and she presented me with the box, I wanted something real girly for you today, I hope you like it. When I lifted the lid there was a pure white panty with a tiny pink bow on the waistband, another push-up bra, this one in white with pink stitching, as well as what turned out to be a pink and white gingham sun dress.
“I hope you don’t mind the wide straps on the dress, I hate when bra straps show in a sun dress, don’t you?” Beth said. She didn’t wait for an answer but said, you get dressed Karin, I want the big reveal when you walk down the hall and step into the kitchen.” She left me along and I was tearing up, “the dream is not a dream,” I thought as I stood and went to the bathroom. I had to pee and when I stood in front of the toilet I felt for my cock and realized it was still sucked up so sat down to relieve myself.
I dressed in front of the full length mirror, I loved the bra and panties against my shaved skin. I turned to inspect my butt in the panties, they covered me completely but had that stretchy center back seam that enhanced the look of my ass and I was pleased. When I put the dress over my head and arms it fell across me as if it had been custom made for me. I found the side zipper and it was snug fitting on my torso and flared perfectly over my bust line.
I laughed at my thought, “my bust line,” never had I ever said those words in reference to me. I looked at my reflection and was almost shocked at the cleavage that showed above the square neckline of my new dress. Again, a chuckle at “my new dress,” as a teen I owned my garments but only because I had pilfered them from hampers, clothes lines, are donation boxes my mother always had around from neighborhood clothing drives for a local charity. But they never really seemed like they were my garments.
Beth knew how I loved her in pink, it is such a feminine color and I had told her that it was the pink panty that had triggered my start at cross dressing. She remembered it and most of her sexy lingerie was either pink or something trimmed in pink. Now I was wearing a pink sundress and loved the low neckline. I adjusted my wig to make sure it was on straight and then decided I would try adding a bit of make-up.
I had paid close attention to what Beth had done last evening but admit that my attempt looked a little lame. But I wanted a fully feminine look for my reveal this morning. I bent close to the mirror to try some lip gloss and my eyes darted down to look down the front of my dress. The totally feminine bra with the little pink stitching was so cute under this dress, I wondered how long it took Beth to put this all together. I felt very special as I left the bathroom.
The sundress had a ruffled trim around the bottom that swished across my bare legs as I walked down the hall. I could feel my shaved legs rubbing together and found it very sensual, and I could feel that center seam in the panty pulling my cheeks apart a bit. I stopped and reached behind feeling my cleft, I loved how it felt on my hand but knew that the dress hid this detail, but knowing my ass looked a little more feminine made me feel good inside.
I hesitated at the door into the kitchen, Beth met me at the door and took my hand and spun me around like a ballerina. My skirt twirled with me and flared out a bit as she pulled me to her for a hug and another kiss. “I love your lip gloss, this afternoon we are going to spend some time on make-up techniques, but for now let’s eat.” She led me to the table where our chairs were pulled out a bit and as I move to set down she rubbed her hand across my ass, “You have got the sweetest ass Karin,” she said as she took her seat.
We spent a wonderful day together playing girlfriends. Beth, as she had promised, gave me lessons in makeup and then brought out another surprise gift for me, some pretty low heeled shoes to wear with my dress. She helped me practice on them so that I didn’t rip over my feet and then taught me how to walk in a more feminine manner. There was nothing domineering about these lessons, just one woman wanting to help another with life’s lessons.
Sunday night was another extended love making session, much the same as the night before. I really got the feeling that Beth love tribbing and it pleased me as well and for the second day in a row and the second time in my life I ejaculated without ever getting hard or penetrating Beth. That evening as we began touching each other and kissing I felt Beth slide her hand inside my panties and she pressed the tip of my cock as far inside me as it would go. Then she used the tip of her finger to rub around the top of it, just like I did to her clit when I was getting her aroused.
She stopped, removed her hand and wet her fingers and returned them and the feeling of her saliva covered finger tips got me so aroused that I could feel the intense sensation all the way up my spine. I kissed her so passionately and said, “Beth I need you so badly, I know it has only been 24 hours but I want you to trib me just like last night.” I hoped she wouldn’t think it strange as I had never asked her for any particular sexual favor before, we always just read each other’s desires.
Beth stripped quickly and helped me out of my panties leaving my gown and bra in place. She positioned herself like last night and her wet slippery pussy was so wonderfully hot as she smashed her hard clit right on top of the tip of my cock and began rocking her hips back and forth. She was holding my leg up and had anyone seen us they would have insisted she was fucking me from her motions. There was the sound of her tummy slapping my thigh, just like my thighs would slap her when I was taking her in the missionary position.
Neither of us lasted long before I erupted squirting my cum all over her pussy. “Yes, Karin, get me wet with your cream, oh Fuck girl, you are so hot.” Beth said as she rocked back and forth bringing herself off before my second load of cum soaked both of us. Regardless of the reason I was not getting erect I was still able to cum and the feelings were so intense they exhausted me.
Monday morning came too soon, I sadly dressed in my work clothes to return to my menial job of a construction site gopher. I left before Beth was awake and left a note on the counter.
I hope you have a great day Beth, I love you and love being your girlfriend. Karin
I knew Beth would see it as she prepared for work, she held the better of our jobs as a pharmacist and it was her income that made our life as easy as it was. All I wanted was to return home and dress for an evening with my new girlfriend…
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