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Becoming a girl (TS/TV/CD/Gay sex)
By Tasmin Janus based on my own experiences
Part 1 - my growing up
I am a man who has always been fascinated by my own physique or rather the lack of it, with the advent of the internet I was keen not only to look at women online but also other men, when I was at school I was always humiliated by my permanently boyish body, it just seemed to refuse to grow into a man and I was always embarrassed to shower with the other boys, especially after sport which I used to make excuses to get out of anyway because I was rubbish at them.
Later once I had been married for 20 years, watching women on webcams was a rare but informative event, seeing how people looked and how they touched themselves, still, it was hard to find women to watch. Even in the early days there where show-offs who would openly masturbate on cam and sometimes I would talk to them while they did it, and if I was lucky I would be rewarded by watching them cum. In addition to finding it fascinating, I was realising it was turning me on and I started to gain enough confidence to return the favour.
I think the formative moment was one of those rare days when you are alone at home and horny in the early hours of the morning and I knew I was going to go and chat on webcam but this time was different, I had seen a few guys wearing women's undies and how much attention they got, well I had got to the house to myself as my wife was in hospital overnight. So I put a dressing gown on but underneath it I had a bra and knickers on. I was actually shocked myself as the decision to do this was quite spontaneous. I wondered if I would be ridiculed as sometimes happened anyway, it's no fun having a small cock when there are so many to be compared to. So I went to my favourite webcam site and soon there where a few people watching me and paying me compliments. That felt good as it rarely happened when I went on normally, soon there where several guys stroking themselves for me and I was truly aroused. I quickly figured out that if I took my panties off I would just be a guy but if I pulled them to one side I could perform for them, the rush of excitement was amazing, now people liked me not for who I was but for who I was pretending to be, looking back I guess that is something that girls do all the time, they create a persona or front through what they are wearing and play to that.
Some months later I had bought some sexy undies for my wife and she had bought other outfits too and we realised that a lot of the tops came with panties, now as she was bottom heavy she had to buy other panties to make these outfits complete. Well, we had been talking a lot more openly recently for other reasons, so I asked her if I could try on some of her panties. After her initial reservations about why I wanted to do this, she agreed. I had told her that it was hard for guys to get sexy underwear as most of it was fetish or bondage gear and that I wanted to be a bit more feminine and sexy. She agreed and she knew how turned on I was that she was touching me in this pair of French knickers, she made me lie on my back and started stroking me so gently and telling me how girlie I felt in them. Her kisses where soft and even more passionate than usual so I knew she approved and as I started to touch her she made me stop and said 'no' so I realised what she was going to do, I was breathing heavily and she must have been paying close attention and asking me how I felt in those soft silky knickers, her hand slowly working its way up and down my shaft and down my balls, stroking my inner thighs. Of course it soon became too much and I had one of the easiest orgasms ever, as she felt me cumming she drew her hand up to the head of my cock and squeezed all my juices out into the panties, when I finally finished cumming she rubbed the panties all over my cock and tummy mopping up the juices and saying, All your hot spunk in your sexy panties, they are yours now. I could see a look in her eyes that was more intense than I had seen before.
Another time she found me a nice Cammy top to wear with another pair of panties, and I had been prancing around on webcam seeing what the response would be, but I went over to her and started kissing her, the next thing I knew she was pulling me on top of her and ramming my cock into her, but more than that she was touching me as if this was something that she had been waiting for and we fucked very intensely but this time it was her that was feeling the full benefit of my girlishness. Over time I had started having some men and I realised two things, one I really enjoy touching men, and two that when I do touch men I like to play a more sensual, submissive role. Thankfully my wife at the time also admitted she was bi-curious and she was prepared to support me fully in my experiments to find out what I really liked.
Thinking about my life generally I have realised a few things, I have three sisters all of whom in different ways can be quite tomboyish, I have never had any pretensions of being macho and although I can be dominant with women, I am very submissive with men. Also, my first sexual contact at age 13 was with a boy. We had been discussing the girl who lived backing onto his house, he was telling me that he could watch her shower, I said I didn't think he could see anything through the bubble glass and he replied that he could tell she now had breasts and that he wondered what it would be like to kiss her, before I knew he was pulling me close and not only kissing me but ramming my hand into his trousers that he had undone, I was grabbing his cock as if I had any choice in the matter and he was proceeding to do the same to me, sadly his mum chose that moment to open the door to ask us if we wanted a drink. Although she was somewhat speechless at the sight of her son in a sexy embrace with me. This was further not helped by the fact that she was one of the first people I masturbated to. I didn't think of it as a gay thing at the time, just a horny grope, but one that I always wanted to finish properly.
When I was 16 I went into the boys' toilets at school to be greeted by one of the sixth formers appearing from a cubicle, cock in hand, hard and very big. There were a couple of other boys milling around and he was telling us how girls liked to wank and suck him, no wonder, he must have been ten inches long and very thick and uncut. He told us he didn't mind us looking at it and he walked up and down strokes. I was most disappointed when he went into a cubicle to finish off. I did think about it for many years, I really wanted to see what it felt like to touch that big hard shaft and make it cum.
Part 2 - becoming a girl
Anyway now in my 50's, I have been wondering just how 'gay' I am and I have attended a local LGBT support in an attempt to find out I have also read many books on sexuality and slowly but surely I have started to form a picture of who I think that I am. It turns out that you do not become gay due to any influences sexual or societal, you just come to realise who you always have been as when you get older you are less influenced by others. Also your sexuality is defined in two ways, we are all conceived female and each part of a man's genitalia has an equivalent part it would have been if we had not developed from a girl, your gender is defined 6-8 weeks after pregnancy when the mothers hormones rise and the if the level of one of them compared to the others is significantly higher, then you become a boy at least physically, however there is a second rise on hormones a few weeks later and the result of this one is less clear-cut, but it is believed that if there is an equally strong rise then you will be typically male, aggressive etc., however if this rise does not occur or occurs outside the time window, then you will be gay, or at least feminine if you are a guy. Additionally, studies have shown that there is more predominance of gayness in the third born of the same sex. Ironically I found out just a few years ago that I am not the second born but the third, I should have had an older brother, something that I have always felt in my heart, was that was who I needed to make me more boyish, or would I always have been who I now know that I am? Or should I have been born a woman?
So how do I feel about men, firstly I have not had enough experience with them to build a full picture, I am certain that I will always be attracted to women I do not see men as a substitute and I have never had romantic feelings about a man, but then again few of the gay couples that I know are openly romantic even though they may be sensitive and romantic in private. I am sure that I like cock, actually way more than I like looking at men's faces or arses, few of which of anything for me. I do want to experience men more fully and would love to have a regular friend to explore with. But what also fascinates me is transsexuals, both transvestites and transgender and inter sex people, that is people who have both genitals, something that occurs a lot more often than is talked about. I am sure that I want a relationship with a woman, or at least someone that looks outwardly like a woman...
So do I want to be a girl? Well, the last few years I have asked myself that question many times.
What would I have to do to be a girl:
1. If I want to be a girl means several operations
2. I do not have an Adam's apple so that is not a problem
3. I do have a small cock and am not very hairy, would it make much of a vagina? (It turns out it can be extended with anal tissue)
4. It's high maintenance for the rest of your life
5.A lot of makeup and clothing to be convincing
6.should I keep my cock? which for all it's faults I rather like it, would I still have amazing orgasms?
7.Harder to be accepted especially in work situations.
8.I would still like men and women, so what's the difference
Stage1 - One thing I have toyed with is taking the cross-dressing to the next stage and doing full dress and makeup, even if its only to play on the internet. It would be nice to have a partner who would support that and also stage 2
Stage2 - Safe exploration, there is a swingers club near me and presumably others too, that have a bi/cd night where only people who are into that will attend so there is no chance of someone grabbing a cock they where not expecting. Cock in hand is a distinct possibility, happy days...
Stage 3 - Public appearance, No I do not plan to tell my few precious friends what I get up to, but it would be nice to 'do the town' in full convincing drag. Thank god for small feet (UK size 6/7).
Stage 4 - Move to a country where gender is less important such as Amsterdam, must be others in Europe too.
Part 3 - going out.
So how do I feel when I am in girlie mode, here is a fictional story I wrote about Stage3+
Let's call me Tasmin.
I am getting ready to meet you tonight, I have showered nice and slowly making sure I smell subtle and nice. I have shaved several times so that I will be sexy and smooth for you, I know you appreciate it. I am going to my bedroom to find something nice to wear, I look at myself in the full-length mirror and hope I can make the magic work, I slip on a pair of panties, nice new silky ones with a girlie bow on, I turn around and look at my arse in them, hope you think its sexy, I have been told a few times I have a girls arse and it's one reason that I work out. I slide on a pair of patterned stockings, the sort I love to see women wear black but with lacy patterns on, I'll put suspenders on first, I think they break up my lines. Next a nice bra, you know I don't want massive breasts when there's going to be nothing inside them but the implants you bought me, really small boobs I would love to have....
I find a nice top and skirt and give a twirl in the mirror, I want to look sexy and sassy but not slutty, not tonight anyway. I find a wig with a nice cut, there are advantages to having short hair lol. A few drops of perfume and the effect is almost complete, ah yes make up, I am glad I took the time to learn how to create something nice with this, there is nothing worse than a tranny who slaps it on with a trowel, I want to look like a girl, not a cheap whore. A few licks of mascara and there we go! I do not even recognise myself as Ralph, but I do see Tasmin and for her age she is gorgeous, sophisticated, mature and sensual, now I have to get her into my head, learn to speak gently, god what a gob I used to have that's the worse of being a scouser and my dads son, very loud. Learn to be gentle and raise my voice an octave like I am singing which is something also alien to me.
The doorbell rings and you stand with your mouth open, my lady friend wants to be seen with me tonight as Tasmin, you pull me close and says, 'You look amazing, totally girlie' we discuss glasses or no glasses and I opt to go without which means I have to do a lot of close eye contact to avoid getting migraine, I'll pop them in the handbag that you chose for me and plan to drink Merlot rather than real Ale. We couple arms and start to walk to town, thank god you are there to support me because I am damned if I can walk easily in heels even modest ones, though it is nice to be 5'10 in them, something I used to do to get served at 18. I am showing some cleavage and guys are looking even in the street, if only they knew what was under this skirt. I am having fun and you and I have agreed on the rules of our relationship so we can both have fun if we want to. The magic is definitely working and I am having to learn not to keep looking as I am attracting so much attention, have to play hard to get – lucky girl. Two younger guys buy us drinks, now I am nervous. My guy keeps edging toward his mate to talk in his ear, is he asking 'am I really a guy' or 'what will his mate do if he goes with me?'. Such fun and dangerous too.
Several drinks and three bars later and I think we know what is going to happen, so I pull my guy Geoff over to one side and whisper, 'you do realise I am actually a guy under here don't you' to which he replies nervously, 'I was more scared about asking you in case you were a girl because I was 99% sure you're a woman, I really don't mind it's something I have always wanted to do, Danny has already done it with a tranny, your mate is even more convincing”. After I burst out laughing I put him out of his misery, 'That's my actual girlfriend and she's 100% female, but don't worry we are both up for some sexy fun tonight but I am going home with her afterwards'. 'Wow you two are amazing' he said and he would make sure that Danny knew the score before it got too crazy.
So for sure we did get invited for drinks at one of their houses and we were both nervous but once Geoff and I started kissing it was he who was nervous, 'I am not sure, he says I do not want to do the wrong thing' he said, 'don't worry', I said, 'just leave my undies on so I can be girlie other than that you can do whatever you want'. He explained that he had talked to some trannies online and that they seemed to have a lot of does and don't s which spoiled it for him. I undid my blouse and he was feeling my 'breasts' which I told him I liked him doing as I took his shirt off. Danny and my partner went to another room with a nod and a wink and you mouthed to me, 'Condoms!'.
I started feeling Geoff's pants and he was nice and hard which was making me very excited, have you ever tried to control a hard-on in a pair of girls knickers, it ain't easy. 'I am not very big', Geoff spluttered between kisses, 'that's a good thing' I replied and he looked puzzled. 'Well, I can do a lot more with a small or average cock than I can with a big one, darling' and proceeded to remove his pants and shorts. Well he might not have been long but he was quite thick and his cock head was swollen so much that his foreskin stretched deliciously when I slid it back, that is something that is a big turn on for me, I pulled my skirt off the rest of the way and pushed him down onto the sofa on his back and spread his legs. I climbed between his legs stroking his thighs, he was murmuring and moaning gently, 'I have wanted to do this for so long', he groaned as I licked along his thick shaft and sucked the slimy swollen head. 'I have never done it in full girlie dress', I told him between delicious sucks staring right into his eyes savouring the effect I was having on him.
After a few minutes he tried to pull back, 'God you are gonna make me cum sexy', he moaned but I was having none of it and manoeuvred so he could feel my arse and pantied cock which was now poking out of a panty leg hole. I held him down and let him know in no uncertain terms that he was going nowhere, I saw the door open out of the corner of my eye and Danny winked at me as he came full strength into my mouth, Danny left before Geoff saw him and I gave him a big slimy cum soaked kiss as I shared his delicious sperm with his mouth. 'Best blow job ever baby' he said as he pulled me onto the sofa where has had previously been. He proceeded to stroke my stocking tops and stroke my cock and play with my panties, 'I have never done this before', he stammered. I said he was doing a really good job so far and he managed to find out just how much of my cock he could get in his mouth and resist the gag reflex, it's a bugger to master, but so so much worth it.
I was beginning to drip and Geoff was having a great time and beginning to get really hard again when he looked me straight in the eyes but did not speak, 'Tell me, you won't offend me' I said. 'I really want to fuck you!', he said. 'There are three conditions', I said reaching for my handbag, 'Condom, lube, gently, you are my first after all!' He smiled like the proverbial Cheshire cat and I passed him the lube as I pulled the condom on and spread some over it, 'You need to work some inside me first with your finger, easier if you pull my panties down some first' I giggled as he looked as if he didn't know what to do. 'My god you have a lovely arse, so smooth', he said as he stroked it and rubbed some lube inside me deeply making me gasp. 'I want to be touched all over baby, that's why I do this' I giggled. He rubbed my arse with his hands and his cock began to explore my arse hole eagerly.
I could hear you and Danny fucking noisily in the next room and I had no doubt that you were enjoying it which made me relax more. I took hold of Geoff's cock and guided it in so that I could control how fast it went into me, but in the end, it was me pulling him closer and screaming' 'Fuck me, big boy! Fuck me hard now!' He was stroking my cock as he entered me, 'God I cannot believe how good this is!' he screamed as he really started banging me stretching my tight little arse hole, I was glad of all the training we had done together. My feet where either side of his head and I felt like a real slut, taking the ultimate delight in his cock pounding into me, it was so comfortable, I knew how long I had wanted this and as he wanked me and fucked me I came so hard, I was really screaming, when the door opened wider than before and there you are watching and rubbing yourself in the doorway, 'Cum for me you horny fucker', I screamed at Geoff knowing he was going to oblige me any second, I pulled his face to mine and kissed him as I felt his hot spunk spurt into the condom deep in my arse making me gasp for breath like never before, 'Oh god yes!' I blurted as he finished the last of six hot spurts of delicious cum inside me before he collapsed breathless on top of me.
As we got into the Taxi you kiss me and we both talk about how hot it had been, much to the delight of the Taxi driver who was paying us more attention than the road in front as we shared lesbian kisses, so he thought anyway. We got home wrecked and as we both got cleaned up and I slide into bed alongside you not being as fast at talking make up off as you are, we hugged and knew it would be a great talking point for days and weeks to come, we said we would swap partners next time, you told me that Danny had fucked you twice and made you cum a lot, he said he couldn't pick between us and hoped to try me out too, I knew Geoff would concur. You told me that Danny's cock was bigger than Geoff's and after tonight I felt a lot more comfortable about having it in me. I couldn't wait, what a slut I really am! A slutty girl anyway.
By Tasmin Janus based on my own experiences
Part 1 - my growing up
I am a man who has always been fascinated by my own physique or rather the lack of it, with the advent of the internet I was keen not only to look at women online but also other men, when I was at school I was always humiliated by my permanently boyish body, it just seemed to refuse to grow into a man and I was always embarrassed to shower with the other boys, especially after sport which I used to make excuses to get out of anyway because I was rubbish at them.
Later once I had been married for 20 years, watching women on webcams was a rare but informative event, seeing how people looked and how they touched themselves, still, it was hard to find women to watch. Even in the early days there where show-offs who would openly masturbate on cam and sometimes I would talk to them while they did it, and if I was lucky I would be rewarded by watching them cum. In addition to finding it fascinating, I was realising it was turning me on and I started to gain enough confidence to return the favour.
I think the formative moment was one of those rare days when you are alone at home and horny in the early hours of the morning and I knew I was going to go and chat on webcam but this time was different, I had seen a few guys wearing women's undies and how much attention they got, well I had got to the house to myself as my wife was in hospital overnight. So I put a dressing gown on but underneath it I had a bra and knickers on. I was actually shocked myself as the decision to do this was quite spontaneous. I wondered if I would be ridiculed as sometimes happened anyway, it's no fun having a small cock when there are so many to be compared to. So I went to my favourite webcam site and soon there where a few people watching me and paying me compliments. That felt good as it rarely happened when I went on normally, soon there where several guys stroking themselves for me and I was truly aroused. I quickly figured out that if I took my panties off I would just be a guy but if I pulled them to one side I could perform for them, the rush of excitement was amazing, now people liked me not for who I was but for who I was pretending to be, looking back I guess that is something that girls do all the time, they create a persona or front through what they are wearing and play to that.
Some months later I had bought some sexy undies for my wife and she had bought other outfits too and we realised that a lot of the tops came with panties, now as she was bottom heavy she had to buy other panties to make these outfits complete. Well, we had been talking a lot more openly recently for other reasons, so I asked her if I could try on some of her panties. After her initial reservations about why I wanted to do this, she agreed. I had told her that it was hard for guys to get sexy underwear as most of it was fetish or bondage gear and that I wanted to be a bit more feminine and sexy. She agreed and she knew how turned on I was that she was touching me in this pair of French knickers, she made me lie on my back and started stroking me so gently and telling me how girlie I felt in them. Her kisses where soft and even more passionate than usual so I knew she approved and as I started to touch her she made me stop and said 'no' so I realised what she was going to do, I was breathing heavily and she must have been paying close attention and asking me how I felt in those soft silky knickers, her hand slowly working its way up and down my shaft and down my balls, stroking my inner thighs. Of course it soon became too much and I had one of the easiest orgasms ever, as she felt me cumming she drew her hand up to the head of my cock and squeezed all my juices out into the panties, when I finally finished cumming she rubbed the panties all over my cock and tummy mopping up the juices and saying, All your hot spunk in your sexy panties, they are yours now. I could see a look in her eyes that was more intense than I had seen before.
Another time she found me a nice Cammy top to wear with another pair of panties, and I had been prancing around on webcam seeing what the response would be, but I went over to her and started kissing her, the next thing I knew she was pulling me on top of her and ramming my cock into her, but more than that she was touching me as if this was something that she had been waiting for and we fucked very intensely but this time it was her that was feeling the full benefit of my girlishness. Over time I had started having some men and I realised two things, one I really enjoy touching men, and two that when I do touch men I like to play a more sensual, submissive role. Thankfully my wife at the time also admitted she was bi-curious and she was prepared to support me fully in my experiments to find out what I really liked.
Thinking about my life generally I have realised a few things, I have three sisters all of whom in different ways can be quite tomboyish, I have never had any pretensions of being macho and although I can be dominant with women, I am very submissive with men. Also, my first sexual contact at age 13 was with a boy. We had been discussing the girl who lived backing onto his house, he was telling me that he could watch her shower, I said I didn't think he could see anything through the bubble glass and he replied that he could tell she now had breasts and that he wondered what it would be like to kiss her, before I knew he was pulling me close and not only kissing me but ramming my hand into his trousers that he had undone, I was grabbing his cock as if I had any choice in the matter and he was proceeding to do the same to me, sadly his mum chose that moment to open the door to ask us if we wanted a drink. Although she was somewhat speechless at the sight of her son in a sexy embrace with me. This was further not helped by the fact that she was one of the first people I masturbated to. I didn't think of it as a gay thing at the time, just a horny grope, but one that I always wanted to finish properly.
When I was 16 I went into the boys' toilets at school to be greeted by one of the sixth formers appearing from a cubicle, cock in hand, hard and very big. There were a couple of other boys milling around and he was telling us how girls liked to wank and suck him, no wonder, he must have been ten inches long and very thick and uncut. He told us he didn't mind us looking at it and he walked up and down strokes. I was most disappointed when he went into a cubicle to finish off. I did think about it for many years, I really wanted to see what it felt like to touch that big hard shaft and make it cum.
Part 2 - becoming a girl
Anyway now in my 50's, I have been wondering just how 'gay' I am and I have attended a local LGBT support in an attempt to find out I have also read many books on sexuality and slowly but surely I have started to form a picture of who I think that I am. It turns out that you do not become gay due to any influences sexual or societal, you just come to realise who you always have been as when you get older you are less influenced by others. Also your sexuality is defined in two ways, we are all conceived female and each part of a man's genitalia has an equivalent part it would have been if we had not developed from a girl, your gender is defined 6-8 weeks after pregnancy when the mothers hormones rise and the if the level of one of them compared to the others is significantly higher, then you become a boy at least physically, however there is a second rise on hormones a few weeks later and the result of this one is less clear-cut, but it is believed that if there is an equally strong rise then you will be typically male, aggressive etc., however if this rise does not occur or occurs outside the time window, then you will be gay, or at least feminine if you are a guy. Additionally, studies have shown that there is more predominance of gayness in the third born of the same sex. Ironically I found out just a few years ago that I am not the second born but the third, I should have had an older brother, something that I have always felt in my heart, was that was who I needed to make me more boyish, or would I always have been who I now know that I am? Or should I have been born a woman?
So how do I feel about men, firstly I have not had enough experience with them to build a full picture, I am certain that I will always be attracted to women I do not see men as a substitute and I have never had romantic feelings about a man, but then again few of the gay couples that I know are openly romantic even though they may be sensitive and romantic in private. I am sure that I like cock, actually way more than I like looking at men's faces or arses, few of which of anything for me. I do want to experience men more fully and would love to have a regular friend to explore with. But what also fascinates me is transsexuals, both transvestites and transgender and inter sex people, that is people who have both genitals, something that occurs a lot more often than is talked about. I am sure that I want a relationship with a woman, or at least someone that looks outwardly like a woman...
So do I want to be a girl? Well, the last few years I have asked myself that question many times.
What would I have to do to be a girl:
1. If I want to be a girl means several operations
2. I do not have an Adam's apple so that is not a problem
3. I do have a small cock and am not very hairy, would it make much of a vagina? (It turns out it can be extended with anal tissue)
4. It's high maintenance for the rest of your life
5.A lot of makeup and clothing to be convincing
6.should I keep my cock? which for all it's faults I rather like it, would I still have amazing orgasms?
7.Harder to be accepted especially in work situations.
8.I would still like men and women, so what's the difference
Stage1 - One thing I have toyed with is taking the cross-dressing to the next stage and doing full dress and makeup, even if its only to play on the internet. It would be nice to have a partner who would support that and also stage 2
Stage2 - Safe exploration, there is a swingers club near me and presumably others too, that have a bi/cd night where only people who are into that will attend so there is no chance of someone grabbing a cock they where not expecting. Cock in hand is a distinct possibility, happy days...
Stage 3 - Public appearance, No I do not plan to tell my few precious friends what I get up to, but it would be nice to 'do the town' in full convincing drag. Thank god for small feet (UK size 6/7).
Stage 4 - Move to a country where gender is less important such as Amsterdam, must be others in Europe too.
Part 3 - going out.
So how do I feel when I am in girlie mode, here is a fictional story I wrote about Stage3+
Let's call me Tasmin.
I am getting ready to meet you tonight, I have showered nice and slowly making sure I smell subtle and nice. I have shaved several times so that I will be sexy and smooth for you, I know you appreciate it. I am going to my bedroom to find something nice to wear, I look at myself in the full-length mirror and hope I can make the magic work, I slip on a pair of panties, nice new silky ones with a girlie bow on, I turn around and look at my arse in them, hope you think its sexy, I have been told a few times I have a girls arse and it's one reason that I work out. I slide on a pair of patterned stockings, the sort I love to see women wear black but with lacy patterns on, I'll put suspenders on first, I think they break up my lines. Next a nice bra, you know I don't want massive breasts when there's going to be nothing inside them but the implants you bought me, really small boobs I would love to have....
I find a nice top and skirt and give a twirl in the mirror, I want to look sexy and sassy but not slutty, not tonight anyway. I find a wig with a nice cut, there are advantages to having short hair lol. A few drops of perfume and the effect is almost complete, ah yes make up, I am glad I took the time to learn how to create something nice with this, there is nothing worse than a tranny who slaps it on with a trowel, I want to look like a girl, not a cheap whore. A few licks of mascara and there we go! I do not even recognise myself as Ralph, but I do see Tasmin and for her age she is gorgeous, sophisticated, mature and sensual, now I have to get her into my head, learn to speak gently, god what a gob I used to have that's the worse of being a scouser and my dads son, very loud. Learn to be gentle and raise my voice an octave like I am singing which is something also alien to me.
The doorbell rings and you stand with your mouth open, my lady friend wants to be seen with me tonight as Tasmin, you pull me close and says, 'You look amazing, totally girlie' we discuss glasses or no glasses and I opt to go without which means I have to do a lot of close eye contact to avoid getting migraine, I'll pop them in the handbag that you chose for me and plan to drink Merlot rather than real Ale. We couple arms and start to walk to town, thank god you are there to support me because I am damned if I can walk easily in heels even modest ones, though it is nice to be 5'10 in them, something I used to do to get served at 18. I am showing some cleavage and guys are looking even in the street, if only they knew what was under this skirt. I am having fun and you and I have agreed on the rules of our relationship so we can both have fun if we want to. The magic is definitely working and I am having to learn not to keep looking as I am attracting so much attention, have to play hard to get – lucky girl. Two younger guys buy us drinks, now I am nervous. My guy keeps edging toward his mate to talk in his ear, is he asking 'am I really a guy' or 'what will his mate do if he goes with me?'. Such fun and dangerous too.
Several drinks and three bars later and I think we know what is going to happen, so I pull my guy Geoff over to one side and whisper, 'you do realise I am actually a guy under here don't you' to which he replies nervously, 'I was more scared about asking you in case you were a girl because I was 99% sure you're a woman, I really don't mind it's something I have always wanted to do, Danny has already done it with a tranny, your mate is even more convincing”. After I burst out laughing I put him out of his misery, 'That's my actual girlfriend and she's 100% female, but don't worry we are both up for some sexy fun tonight but I am going home with her afterwards'. 'Wow you two are amazing' he said and he would make sure that Danny knew the score before it got too crazy.
So for sure we did get invited for drinks at one of their houses and we were both nervous but once Geoff and I started kissing it was he who was nervous, 'I am not sure, he says I do not want to do the wrong thing' he said, 'don't worry', I said, 'just leave my undies on so I can be girlie other than that you can do whatever you want'. He explained that he had talked to some trannies online and that they seemed to have a lot of does and don't s which spoiled it for him. I undid my blouse and he was feeling my 'breasts' which I told him I liked him doing as I took his shirt off. Danny and my partner went to another room with a nod and a wink and you mouthed to me, 'Condoms!'.
I started feeling Geoff's pants and he was nice and hard which was making me very excited, have you ever tried to control a hard-on in a pair of girls knickers, it ain't easy. 'I am not very big', Geoff spluttered between kisses, 'that's a good thing' I replied and he looked puzzled. 'Well, I can do a lot more with a small or average cock than I can with a big one, darling' and proceeded to remove his pants and shorts. Well he might not have been long but he was quite thick and his cock head was swollen so much that his foreskin stretched deliciously when I slid it back, that is something that is a big turn on for me, I pulled my skirt off the rest of the way and pushed him down onto the sofa on his back and spread his legs. I climbed between his legs stroking his thighs, he was murmuring and moaning gently, 'I have wanted to do this for so long', he groaned as I licked along his thick shaft and sucked the slimy swollen head. 'I have never done it in full girlie dress', I told him between delicious sucks staring right into his eyes savouring the effect I was having on him.
After a few minutes he tried to pull back, 'God you are gonna make me cum sexy', he moaned but I was having none of it and manoeuvred so he could feel my arse and pantied cock which was now poking out of a panty leg hole. I held him down and let him know in no uncertain terms that he was going nowhere, I saw the door open out of the corner of my eye and Danny winked at me as he came full strength into my mouth, Danny left before Geoff saw him and I gave him a big slimy cum soaked kiss as I shared his delicious sperm with his mouth. 'Best blow job ever baby' he said as he pulled me onto the sofa where has had previously been. He proceeded to stroke my stocking tops and stroke my cock and play with my panties, 'I have never done this before', he stammered. I said he was doing a really good job so far and he managed to find out just how much of my cock he could get in his mouth and resist the gag reflex, it's a bugger to master, but so so much worth it.
I was beginning to drip and Geoff was having a great time and beginning to get really hard again when he looked me straight in the eyes but did not speak, 'Tell me, you won't offend me' I said. 'I really want to fuck you!', he said. 'There are three conditions', I said reaching for my handbag, 'Condom, lube, gently, you are my first after all!' He smiled like the proverbial Cheshire cat and I passed him the lube as I pulled the condom on and spread some over it, 'You need to work some inside me first with your finger, easier if you pull my panties down some first' I giggled as he looked as if he didn't know what to do. 'My god you have a lovely arse, so smooth', he said as he stroked it and rubbed some lube inside me deeply making me gasp. 'I want to be touched all over baby, that's why I do this' I giggled. He rubbed my arse with his hands and his cock began to explore my arse hole eagerly.
I could hear you and Danny fucking noisily in the next room and I had no doubt that you were enjoying it which made me relax more. I took hold of Geoff's cock and guided it in so that I could control how fast it went into me, but in the end, it was me pulling him closer and screaming' 'Fuck me, big boy! Fuck me hard now!' He was stroking my cock as he entered me, 'God I cannot believe how good this is!' he screamed as he really started banging me stretching my tight little arse hole, I was glad of all the training we had done together. My feet where either side of his head and I felt like a real slut, taking the ultimate delight in his cock pounding into me, it was so comfortable, I knew how long I had wanted this and as he wanked me and fucked me I came so hard, I was really screaming, when the door opened wider than before and there you are watching and rubbing yourself in the doorway, 'Cum for me you horny fucker', I screamed at Geoff knowing he was going to oblige me any second, I pulled his face to mine and kissed him as I felt his hot spunk spurt into the condom deep in my arse making me gasp for breath like never before, 'Oh god yes!' I blurted as he finished the last of six hot spurts of delicious cum inside me before he collapsed breathless on top of me.
As we got into the Taxi you kiss me and we both talk about how hot it had been, much to the delight of the Taxi driver who was paying us more attention than the road in front as we shared lesbian kisses, so he thought anyway. We got home wrecked and as we both got cleaned up and I slide into bed alongside you not being as fast at talking make up off as you are, we hugged and knew it would be a great talking point for days and weeks to come, we said we would swap partners next time, you told me that Danny had fucked you twice and made you cum a lot, he said he couldn't pick between us and hoped to try me out too, I knew Geoff would concur. You told me that Danny's cock was bigger than Geoff's and after tonight I felt a lot more comfortable about having it in me. I couldn't wait, what a slut I really am! A slutty girl anyway.
Tammi
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