The Liberation Of Father Mortimer
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I had been crossdressing since I was a young teen. Back then I was a little bit bigger than my mother and I still managed to fit into here clothes. I really never did anything to dramatic back then, but I loved the few hours I could have the house to myself and slid into some satin panties and nude pantyhose. Sometime I had the time to slip on a bra and one of my mothers dresses, though she was small chested and I desired a larger chest. Crossdressing was always a huge turn on for me, but I could never see myself as gay, so for years all I would do was masturbate while dressed. I dated girls, got married and had k**s.
A few years into my marriage the urges I had suppressed for years began to come back, and it was stronger than ever. I could not watch porn with out fantasizing I was the woman in the video. I decided to start crosdressing again at around 30. Most of my wife's clothes fit ok, but it was not really my style. I had wised up and realized that shopping for woman's clothes with a wedding ring on was really not a big head turner in a store, even if a sales person asked if I needed help I could always use a cover story about an impending birthday or such. I began to gather up a fairly decent assortment of clothes in a container I kept in the shed. When ever I could I would sneak out and slip on something for a few minutes but I never had time to dress fully. My wife soon began to take the k**s to her mothers house for the night during the summer as they had a pool and it was something to do to get the k**s out of the house for a bit. I had to work so I normally stayed home. This was when I began to dress a lot. On one such night I had brought in a full outfit and got dressed. After having a little wine, I decided to shave my face and play with my wife's make up. I was horrible at makeup I would come to find out. I spend many nights after that evening watching videos and trying to perfect my makeup look. During that time I also had found a local adult store and I would occasionally stop in a browse their selection of stockings. They had mostly thigh highs and crotch less pantyhose. I never had the nerve to buy any, until one day one of their employees came over and started chatting to me. His name was Dan, and the minute he spoke I knew he was gay. He was super friendly and he really made me feel at ease. We happened to be in the shop by ourselves that evening, I must have looked nervous and he was just bored I think. During the conversation he looked me square in the eyes and told me that their biggest customer base was crossdressing men. He also laugh as he told me that the staff knew this and would just smile at the old "its for my wife" routine. I must have had a shocked look on my face, as with out skipping a beat he looked at me and asked if I wanted to step into the dressing room and try on some thigh highs! In a millisecond I decided that there was no sense in freaking out and I just smiled and said that I would love too.
He took me in to the back room and to my surprise it was a full out saloon for crossdressers. He handed my a pair of lace black thigh highs and opened the curtain to the dressing room. I was all giggles as I walked in to it to try them on. He chatted with me while i slid off my jeans and slowly pulled up the thigh highs over my legs.
A few minutes into staring at my legs in those sexy thigh highs and Dan asked it I was wearing underwear. I replied that I was and he asked if I wanted to step out and look at some other garments he had chosen for me. I awkwardly stepped out from behind the curtain and was taken aback at how fast he had assembled an outfit for my to try on.
He had a set of 3 inch strappy heels, a corset, pocket bra and a cute little flower dress waiting for me. I tried on the outfit and loved every minute of it! The dress showed of to much of my arms which I considered to be too manly, but everything else was just so cute and sassy.
In the next few months I would stop in and see Dan so i could pickup clothing and makeup as I could afford it. It was just as I was perfecting my makeup skills that I meet a friend in an internet chat room I would frequent when I had the house to myself. He was charming and seemed to love the fact that I was a crossdresser. He was a 45 year old divorcee, and from his photos he was very cute. I talked at length over Yahoo instant messenger to Mark. After many months of getting know one another he told me he would like to meet me sometime. I was excited and scared at the same time. The thought of dressing up in front of someone was to much for me to handle. I let him go that night with a reply of maybe sometime in the future. I really was not even going to entertain the idea.
Then something happened that night as I slipped on a satin night gown and slid into bed i began to drift off into a peaceful full sleep feeling very feminine. I woke up about 2 am in the morning and was sweating and panting heavily. I had just had a dream that I was a sexy woman and I had just had Mark my internet romance make love to me. It was the most intense dream I have ever had and I began to rub myself through my nighty the second I was awake. I soon could not stand the the feeling of the damp sheets on my back so I rolled over onto my front while still rubbing my clitty through the nighty. Soon I was dry humping my hand and I began to reach my other hand around to my backside and rub on my ass cheeks. It feel amazing! Then I surprised myself and slipped my panties aside and began to rub my hole with a finger. Within a minute of feeling the pressure against my tight virgin hole I was cumming harder than I ever had before. I knew right then I had to be taken like a woman. I had to feel the pleasure of a man inside my body. I needed to be caressed by strong hands.
About a month later my wife mentioned she was going to take the k**s to her mothers for the weekend in a few weeks. I email Mark as soon as I could and asked him if he still wanted to meet. Waiting for the reply was agonizing. But then his reply came! Sure he was able to meet up with me in two weeks time. I told him that i was not looking for anything sexual, I just wanted to see how I would feel being crossdressed in front of someone for the first time. In my mind I was racing thoughts through my head of his hands caressing me, but I was fighting the sexual urges as hard as I could. After that night I had the sexual dream all I could think about was being a sexy woman.
As the Saturday evening of our date approached, I had already worked out my look for our evening together. I would need my standard base garments. I chose a black lacy under bust corset to perfect my hour glass figure, to which I would use the garters to hold up a set of black sheer thigh high nylons. I would wear a dark red thong and a black with red lace trim bra to support my C cup breast forms. Over that I was going to wear a cute gray pencil skirt and a white sheer button up blouse. My black patent leather heels would round out my feet and help emphasize my legs, while a mid length wig in brunette with blond hi lights would be styled in a pony tail to show off my rhinestone heart earrings.
The Saturday came and I helped my wife pack up the k**s and I saw them off. I was giddy with excitement, and I had a stomach full of butterflies too. I when to the bathroom promptly as soon as the wife pulled the minivan out of the driveway and stripped naked. I gathered my things and proceeded to shave my body smooth. Two thing occurred to me while doing this. One, shaving your bottom and the backside of your legs requires you to be a conformist, and two, the minute I was done the feeling of being smooth was tantalizingly arousing. Not wanting to waste time I hurriedly spread a pleasantly scented body lotion all over my skin and I began to get aroused at the feeling of my hands on my exposed flesh for the first time.
Just then my phone rang and as I went to check it was caught off guard as it was Marks number. I swallowed hard and answered the phone in the sexiest voice I could muster,
“Hello” I said
“Hi, this is Mark. Is this Christy?”
“Oh hi Mark, yes this is me sweetie. How are you doing?” I cooed
“I'm good” he said hey “I was going to bring some wine with me, do you mind?”
“No, not at all” I replied
“Good, what type do you like?” Mark asked.
“I like a red wine or a white Zinfandel” I said as I blushed thinking about him.
“Ok, good” he responded, “oh and can I bring some weed with me, it has been a very stressful week at work and i really need a evening to just hang out and unwind?”
I was at a loss of words for a few seconds, then managed to blurt out that that was fine. As we were saying our good byes I caught Mark saying, “see you soon sexy”, as he hung up the phone.
I was enamored that he thought I was sexy.
I returned to the bathroom and finished getting ready. As I finished my makeup and was rubbing on my race car red lipstick I looked up to the mirror and really took a good look at myself. I was amazed at how sexy and feminine I looked. I thought to myself that I had really pulled it off this time. I spun a bit and arched my back to push my butt out. Thats when I came to the realization that I was dressed really sexy. Maybe a bit to sexy for a come over and hang out at my house style evening. It was too late now as I had barely 20 minutes before Mark was suppose to show up.
I walked in to the kitchen after quickly straightening up the bathroom and poured myself a glass of wine and quickly drank it. My whole body was starting to shake and my legs were feeling weak. I was getting second thoughts about doing this. I drank another glass of wine and told myself that I had come to far to meet him at the door and tell him to leave because I was too chicken to go through with our plans. I walked over to the entertainment center and turned on the stereo to a station that played modern club music. I began to move my body to the music. It was calming and I felt a little better after a few moments. The house was dark with all the curtains drawn, so I decided to light some scented candles. It ended up giving a great ambiance to the room.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. My heart jumped and began to race. I peeped out the window and there was Marks car in the driveway. I had to fight back the nervous feeling in my stomach with all my might. I slowly walked to the door, closed my eyes for a second to gather my composure and then opened them up as I reached for the door handle. With a twist of the knob I put on a warm smile, opened the door and said “Hello Mark, so glad you could make it!”
He took a second to look my over and then said “Hello Christy, it is so good to finally met you”.
I gestured with my hand and said “please come in”.
He came into the door and handed me a bouquet a flowers and then leaned in and gave me a quick hug and then surprised me with a peck on the cheek. I smiled at him as I turned to place the flowers on the kitchen table behind me. I then took the bottle of wine from his hands and told him to make himself at home and have a seat. He walked into the living room and remarked how good the candles smelled as I began to walk to the refrigerator with the bottle of wine. Only I found myself doing a sexy strut instead of my normal gait to the refrigerator. It was a little bit like I was taking very short steps in my heels and swaying my hips a little as I moved to the refrigerator. I had never noticed myself do this, and thought that the wine must be hitting me as I felt really comfortable at this moment. I asked Mark if he wanted a glass of wine and he said sure. As I brought the glass of wine into the living room to Mark I found him sitting on the love seat staring about the room. I sashayed across the carpet toward him as he turned his head and focused his attention on me. I sat down casually next to him on the love seat and handed him his glass as I beamed a smile at him. He took the glass and raised it up as if to toast, saying here is to new friends and quiet evenings. I touched my glass to his and we both sipped our fruity nectar. He slid his arm down the back of the couch behind me and we began to chit chat about normal things. He complimented me on how good I smelled, it made me blush. In the span of an hour we had covered may topics of discussion and I had refilled our glasses several times. The wine was making me tipsy, but over all i felt really relaxed with Mark. At one point I leaned back into his arms and placed my head on his shoulder and whispered to him about how good it felt to be next to someone who seemed to understand me. He wrapped his arm around me, gave me a kiss on the head and said it felt good to feel connected to someone after being alone for 2 years since his divorcee.
I could feel the tension and sexual excitement in the air. I began to panic in my head and quickly excused myself to the bathroom. I walked into the bathroom and peed, then gathered myself and walked over to the mirror
I was beaming, my cheeks flushed under my blush. I was staring at a very horny lady in the mirror. I tried to calm myself, but the though of my dream from two weeks before flooded into my brain. Was I about to kiss him? Would I scare him off? A million thoughts rushed through my head. Then I had a moment of clarity. I was this woman! I need to let him take control and do with me as he wished. I wanted him to take control. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and whispered tonight I become the woman I am.
I walked out of the bathroom and began to somber over to Mark and then realized he was sitting on the love seat smoking a joint. As I slowly walk over to him the though of smoking with him to relax my nerves pass through my mind. I had smoked pot as a teenager, but as an adult I had abstained because of work. I thought 'oh what the hell, I should live a little'. I reached the love seat and swiftly sat on Marks knee and cooed out to him, “are you gonna share that with me sweetie!”. His eyes brightened and he places the joint in front on my lips. I took a long inhale off of the joint and held the smoke in my lungs, fighting back the urge to cough. He then took another hit from the joint and replaced the joint to my lips again. I exhaled as I studied my lipstick smear on the end on the joint and took another hit. The pot began to kick in very fast. I could fell my heart race as my thoughts became scrambled. It was a really relaxing feeling and I began to melt into Mark arms and I again placed my head on his chest. He placed his hand on my thigh and took a huge hit off of the joint. He turned to me and placed his lips on mine and began to exhale smoke. I placed my lips over his and inhaled quickly as my heart raced and the butterflies began to turn my stomach into knots. He then quickly took my upper lip into his mouth and began to suck on it. This sent a shiver down my spin! I meet his lips with mine and we began to kiss in a series of small sucking motions until I felt his tongue slip into my waiting mouth. It was so passionate and so dominate all at the same moment that I began to melt into his arms. His hand now began to stroke my thigh as we kissed deeper and deeper. My neck was begin to hurt from the way I had it turned, so i lifted my leg and placed myself on top of Marks lap as we kissed. In an instant three things hit me all at once. The quick motion of the movement i had just performed was marked by a feeling of utter awkwardness, his was when I realized I was really stoned. Second, Mark immediately placed both his hand right on my ass and began to rub up and down, which felt amazing and really set my body on fire with passion. Third, it was in that moment that I pressed body to Marks that I felt his throbbing hard manhood press into my inner thigh and the felling drove me wild with lust.
We kissed for a few minutes as his hands began to wonder all over my ass and back. I placed my hands on his head as we held a kiss for what seemed an eternity. I needed to take a breath so I removed my lips from Marks and pushed his head into my neck while I sighed with pleasure. He began kissing and sucking on my neck, slowly working his way to my ear lobe. I let out a moan of pleasure as he took my earlobe into his mouth and suckled it. With out realizing it I had placed my hands down on Marks crotch and was rubbing his member through his jeans. He began to gyrate his hips and grind his cock into my hands as he gasp, “oh Christy baby!”. I could no longer hold back the curiosity and a slipped a hand down his pants and grasped his erect penis. It was warm to the touch and was extremely hard. Waves of new found pleasure flowed over my body as the though of making love to Mark pulsed through my mind. I felt Marks hand slip forward, and then another and he began to unbutton my blouse. I placed my fingers around his cock and began to tug at it slowly. I then began to undo Marks pants as he finished fumbling with the last few buttons on my blouse. I then stood up in front of Mark and slid my skirt down to my ankles. While I slowly stepped out on my skirt, I began to take of my blouse. Mark had slid his pants and boxers down and revealed his fleshy manhood to me as he began to gently stroke himself in a long, slow manor.
“Jesus Christy, you are sexier than I had hoped for!” He exclaimed.
“Thank you sexy” I cooed, as I examined his member. It was long, maybe 7 or 8 inches, not very thick, but with a large meaty head. It glistened with precum as his hand ran up and down its length. I did a halve turn, my eyes still in Marks groin, but with my ass half facing him as I arched my back. With a smile I look up into his eyes and exclaimed “are you gonna make me a woman?”
As huge grin came over his face I took a step over to him and sat down on his lap once again, but this time with my back to him. I could feel his member as it pressed in between my ass cheeks and I felt his hands cup my waist. He leaned forward and asked if I would like to suck on his cock for a bit. I cooed out a yes, and began to slip off his lap. I soon came face to face with his throbbing manhood and took it into my hand. I began to gently bend it down to my face and slowly I looked up into Marks eyes. Then with a seductive grin I kissed the head of his penis, tasting precum for the first time in my life. It was salty and it felt slick on my lips that were now devoid of any type of lipstick. Then another kiss, this time with a small lick of my tongue at the end of if. His cock jump in my hand that time, I smiled softly, and slid the head of his cock between my lips. After a few seconds I slid my lips farther down onto his shaft as he let out an loud boisterous sigh. I began to suck him off in earnest, feast on the warm taste of a mans flesh for my first time. I could feel Mark pump his hips from time to time in unison with my downward head bob.
After what seemed like an hour of sucking Marks cock he suddenly reached down and lifted my head from his member and and pulled me to his mouth and kissed me deeply. I stood up just enough for our tongues to embrace and then I straddled his lap and pressed my breast to his chest. I suddenly felt his hot, wet manhood as it slid past my crotch and in between my ass cheeks, with only a small thin strip of red lace between it and my womanhood. I slowly began to rock my hips and caress his penis as we kissed passionately. I felt his hands slid from around my hips to my buttocks and grasp them firmly as he pulled them apart and he began to thrust his cock up and down the center of my ass. Then I felt a familiar and yet strange feeling as Mark began to rub my tight virgin love hole with one of his fingers. I gasped with exhilaration. He removed his lips from mine and with a smile, asked if I was read for womanhood. My mind clouded with pleasure and the numb feeling of being high, I leaned forward and licked the lobe of Marks ear as I exclaimed yes in a low purr. I could feel Mark reaching for his pants that were now next to us as we embraced on the love seat. The low lights of the candles mingled with their intoxication aroma and a soft song came on the radio. I felt a cold, slick liquid being poured over my thong. Mark had brought lubricant and in an instant has poured it down my ass crack and over this throbbing hard member. The feeling of his hot wet cock now sliding effortlessly against my body sent a shiver down my spine. As I worked my hips up and down I felt Marks fingers pull my thong panties aside and begin to rub on my now wet aching love hole. I felt deep pleasure as his fingers slowly ran circles on my bottom. Then I felt mark position the head of his cock onto my hole. I flood of emotions ran through my head as I began to impale myself on to Marks juicy cock. With a quick and fleeting wave of pain, I had slipped the head of Marks manhood into my body. I shuttered and then began to lift myself off as a reaction to the pain, but I felt Marks hands grasp my hips and pull me back down. I whimpered and bit my lower lip as Mark whispered into my ear that it was normal to feel a little pain when you lose your virginity, and it would be over in a second. As I tried to relax myself I could feel myself sliding slowly down on to Marks hot throbbing cock. Then a second wave of pain shot through me as a second popping feeling happened a little bit deeper in my love canal. But with this moment of intense pain, I felt Marks manhood sink deeply into my insides and now I was beginning to feel an amazing wave of pleasurable pressure deep inside me. We sat there in this position for a few minutes to allow me to relax. We kissed and I began to feel Mark thrust his hips as his penis caressed my inner body. Mark pulled away from my lips and looked me in the eyes as I let out a small whimpering gasp. “Welcome to womanhood baby”, he said.
I did not respond, I just slowly closed my eyes and sunk onto the feeling of being fucked by Marks incredible cock. As his strokes began to lengthen I began to rock my hips more in sync with his thrust. I was moaning and gasping with each stroke as a warm pleasurable feeling filled my sides. I began to slow down my hop gyrations, and Mark asked if something was wrong. I told him I was fine but my legs were getting tired. He proceeded to wrap his arms around me and then in one smooth motion, slid me off to his side while he turned and laid me on my back in the love seat. It was a testament to his cocksmithing that he never slipped out of my honey hole during the entire repositioning. He then began to thrust his hard cock into me in long slow movements. I was panting for air as he lifted my legs into the air and began to stroke harder and faster, each thrust feeling deeper than the last.
“Oh Mark” I moaned, “make me a woman”. I began to feel a warm wave of pleasure pass through my body as the head of Marks cock rubbed on my P spot. I began to feel my little clit grow with each of Marks rhythmic thrust. And in an instant, I could feel my clit pulsate as I came like a woman for the first time. I was moaning and spilling cum from my clit as the muscles in my love canal pulsated and throbbed on Marks manhood. In an instant I felt Mark tense up and slide his cock as deep as he could. Then Mark began to grunt and groan, a pulsating feeling deep inside me. He collapsed on top of me as he finished flooding my body with his seed and then began to kiss my neck and cooed in my ear, “I am forever inside your body and you are now forever a true woman”. I kissed his forehead as we layed there on the love seat. A calm enveloped us together. After a few moments, I felt Marks now softening erection slid out on my with a popping sensation. He crawled behind me and put his arm around my chest. We just laid there for a long while caressing each other. As we both drifted in and out of conciseness, I began to feel a warm wetness between my legs. I was now forever Marks woman I though to myself as I drifted asleep in his arms.
A few years into my marriage the urges I had suppressed for years began to come back, and it was stronger than ever. I could not watch porn with out fantasizing I was the woman in the video. I decided to start crosdressing again at around 30. Most of my wife's clothes fit ok, but it was not really my style. I had wised up and realized that shopping for woman's clothes with a wedding ring on was really not a big head turner in a store, even if a sales person asked if I needed help I could always use a cover story about an impending birthday or such. I began to gather up a fairly decent assortment of clothes in a container I kept in the shed. When ever I could I would sneak out and slip on something for a few minutes but I never had time to dress fully. My wife soon began to take the k**s to her mothers house for the night during the summer as they had a pool and it was something to do to get the k**s out of the house for a bit. I had to work so I normally stayed home. This was when I began to dress a lot. On one such night I had brought in a full outfit and got dressed. After having a little wine, I decided to shave my face and play with my wife's make up. I was horrible at makeup I would come to find out. I spend many nights after that evening watching videos and trying to perfect my makeup look. During that time I also had found a local adult store and I would occasionally stop in a browse their selection of stockings. They had mostly thigh highs and crotch less pantyhose. I never had the nerve to buy any, until one day one of their employees came over and started chatting to me. His name was Dan, and the minute he spoke I knew he was gay. He was super friendly and he really made me feel at ease. We happened to be in the shop by ourselves that evening, I must have looked nervous and he was just bored I think. During the conversation he looked me square in the eyes and told me that their biggest customer base was crossdressing men. He also laugh as he told me that the staff knew this and would just smile at the old "its for my wife" routine. I must have had a shocked look on my face, as with out skipping a beat he looked at me and asked if I wanted to step into the dressing room and try on some thigh highs! In a millisecond I decided that there was no sense in freaking out and I just smiled and said that I would love too.
He took me in to the back room and to my surprise it was a full out saloon for crossdressers. He handed my a pair of lace black thigh highs and opened the curtain to the dressing room. I was all giggles as I walked in to it to try them on. He chatted with me while i slid off my jeans and slowly pulled up the thigh highs over my legs.
A few minutes into staring at my legs in those sexy thigh highs and Dan asked it I was wearing underwear. I replied that I was and he asked if I wanted to step out and look at some other garments he had chosen for me. I awkwardly stepped out from behind the curtain and was taken aback at how fast he had assembled an outfit for my to try on.
He had a set of 3 inch strappy heels, a corset, pocket bra and a cute little flower dress waiting for me. I tried on the outfit and loved every minute of it! The dress showed of to much of my arms which I considered to be too manly, but everything else was just so cute and sassy.
In the next few months I would stop in and see Dan so i could pickup clothing and makeup as I could afford it. It was just as I was perfecting my makeup skills that I meet a friend in an internet chat room I would frequent when I had the house to myself. He was charming and seemed to love the fact that I was a crossdresser. He was a 45 year old divorcee, and from his photos he was very cute. I talked at length over Yahoo instant messenger to Mark. After many months of getting know one another he told me he would like to meet me sometime. I was excited and scared at the same time. The thought of dressing up in front of someone was to much for me to handle. I let him go that night with a reply of maybe sometime in the future. I really was not even going to entertain the idea.
Then something happened that night as I slipped on a satin night gown and slid into bed i began to drift off into a peaceful full sleep feeling very feminine. I woke up about 2 am in the morning and was sweating and panting heavily. I had just had a dream that I was a sexy woman and I had just had Mark my internet romance make love to me. It was the most intense dream I have ever had and I began to rub myself through my nighty the second I was awake. I soon could not stand the the feeling of the damp sheets on my back so I rolled over onto my front while still rubbing my clitty through the nighty. Soon I was dry humping my hand and I began to reach my other hand around to my backside and rub on my ass cheeks. It feel amazing! Then I surprised myself and slipped my panties aside and began to rub my hole with a finger. Within a minute of feeling the pressure against my tight virgin hole I was cumming harder than I ever had before. I knew right then I had to be taken like a woman. I had to feel the pleasure of a man inside my body. I needed to be caressed by strong hands.
About a month later my wife mentioned she was going to take the k**s to her mothers for the weekend in a few weeks. I email Mark as soon as I could and asked him if he still wanted to meet. Waiting for the reply was agonizing. But then his reply came! Sure he was able to meet up with me in two weeks time. I told him that i was not looking for anything sexual, I just wanted to see how I would feel being crossdressed in front of someone for the first time. In my mind I was racing thoughts through my head of his hands caressing me, but I was fighting the sexual urges as hard as I could. After that night I had the sexual dream all I could think about was being a sexy woman.
As the Saturday evening of our date approached, I had already worked out my look for our evening together. I would need my standard base garments. I chose a black lacy under bust corset to perfect my hour glass figure, to which I would use the garters to hold up a set of black sheer thigh high nylons. I would wear a dark red thong and a black with red lace trim bra to support my C cup breast forms. Over that I was going to wear a cute gray pencil skirt and a white sheer button up blouse. My black patent leather heels would round out my feet and help emphasize my legs, while a mid length wig in brunette with blond hi lights would be styled in a pony tail to show off my rhinestone heart earrings.
The Saturday came and I helped my wife pack up the k**s and I saw them off. I was giddy with excitement, and I had a stomach full of butterflies too. I when to the bathroom promptly as soon as the wife pulled the minivan out of the driveway and stripped naked. I gathered my things and proceeded to shave my body smooth. Two thing occurred to me while doing this. One, shaving your bottom and the backside of your legs requires you to be a conformist, and two, the minute I was done the feeling of being smooth was tantalizingly arousing. Not wanting to waste time I hurriedly spread a pleasantly scented body lotion all over my skin and I began to get aroused at the feeling of my hands on my exposed flesh for the first time.
Just then my phone rang and as I went to check it was caught off guard as it was Marks number. I swallowed hard and answered the phone in the sexiest voice I could muster,
“Hello” I said
“Hi, this is Mark. Is this Christy?”
“Oh hi Mark, yes this is me sweetie. How are you doing?” I cooed
“I'm good” he said hey “I was going to bring some wine with me, do you mind?”
“No, not at all” I replied
“Good, what type do you like?” Mark asked.
“I like a red wine or a white Zinfandel” I said as I blushed thinking about him.
“Ok, good” he responded, “oh and can I bring some weed with me, it has been a very stressful week at work and i really need a evening to just hang out and unwind?”
I was at a loss of words for a few seconds, then managed to blurt out that that was fine. As we were saying our good byes I caught Mark saying, “see you soon sexy”, as he hung up the phone.
I was enamored that he thought I was sexy.
I returned to the bathroom and finished getting ready. As I finished my makeup and was rubbing on my race car red lipstick I looked up to the mirror and really took a good look at myself. I was amazed at how sexy and feminine I looked. I thought to myself that I had really pulled it off this time. I spun a bit and arched my back to push my butt out. Thats when I came to the realization that I was dressed really sexy. Maybe a bit to sexy for a come over and hang out at my house style evening. It was too late now as I had barely 20 minutes before Mark was suppose to show up.
I walked in to the kitchen after quickly straightening up the bathroom and poured myself a glass of wine and quickly drank it. My whole body was starting to shake and my legs were feeling weak. I was getting second thoughts about doing this. I drank another glass of wine and told myself that I had come to far to meet him at the door and tell him to leave because I was too chicken to go through with our plans. I walked over to the entertainment center and turned on the stereo to a station that played modern club music. I began to move my body to the music. It was calming and I felt a little better after a few moments. The house was dark with all the curtains drawn, so I decided to light some scented candles. It ended up giving a great ambiance to the room.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. My heart jumped and began to race. I peeped out the window and there was Marks car in the driveway. I had to fight back the nervous feeling in my stomach with all my might. I slowly walked to the door, closed my eyes for a second to gather my composure and then opened them up as I reached for the door handle. With a twist of the knob I put on a warm smile, opened the door and said “Hello Mark, so glad you could make it!”
He took a second to look my over and then said “Hello Christy, it is so good to finally met you”.
I gestured with my hand and said “please come in”.
He came into the door and handed me a bouquet a flowers and then leaned in and gave me a quick hug and then surprised me with a peck on the cheek. I smiled at him as I turned to place the flowers on the kitchen table behind me. I then took the bottle of wine from his hands and told him to make himself at home and have a seat. He walked into the living room and remarked how good the candles smelled as I began to walk to the refrigerator with the bottle of wine. Only I found myself doing a sexy strut instead of my normal gait to the refrigerator. It was a little bit like I was taking very short steps in my heels and swaying my hips a little as I moved to the refrigerator. I had never noticed myself do this, and thought that the wine must be hitting me as I felt really comfortable at this moment. I asked Mark if he wanted a glass of wine and he said sure. As I brought the glass of wine into the living room to Mark I found him sitting on the love seat staring about the room. I sashayed across the carpet toward him as he turned his head and focused his attention on me. I sat down casually next to him on the love seat and handed him his glass as I beamed a smile at him. He took the glass and raised it up as if to toast, saying here is to new friends and quiet evenings. I touched my glass to his and we both sipped our fruity nectar. He slid his arm down the back of the couch behind me and we began to chit chat about normal things. He complimented me on how good I smelled, it made me blush. In the span of an hour we had covered may topics of discussion and I had refilled our glasses several times. The wine was making me tipsy, but over all i felt really relaxed with Mark. At one point I leaned back into his arms and placed my head on his shoulder and whispered to him about how good it felt to be next to someone who seemed to understand me. He wrapped his arm around me, gave me a kiss on the head and said it felt good to feel connected to someone after being alone for 2 years since his divorcee.
I could feel the tension and sexual excitement in the air. I began to panic in my head and quickly excused myself to the bathroom. I walked into the bathroom and peed, then gathered myself and walked over to the mirror
I was beaming, my cheeks flushed under my blush. I was staring at a very horny lady in the mirror. I tried to calm myself, but the though of my dream from two weeks before flooded into my brain. Was I about to kiss him? Would I scare him off? A million thoughts rushed through my head. Then I had a moment of clarity. I was this woman! I need to let him take control and do with me as he wished. I wanted him to take control. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and whispered tonight I become the woman I am.
I walked out of the bathroom and began to somber over to Mark and then realized he was sitting on the love seat smoking a joint. As I slowly walk over to him the though of smoking with him to relax my nerves pass through my mind. I had smoked pot as a teenager, but as an adult I had abstained because of work. I thought 'oh what the hell, I should live a little'. I reached the love seat and swiftly sat on Marks knee and cooed out to him, “are you gonna share that with me sweetie!”. His eyes brightened and he places the joint in front on my lips. I took a long inhale off of the joint and held the smoke in my lungs, fighting back the urge to cough. He then took another hit from the joint and replaced the joint to my lips again. I exhaled as I studied my lipstick smear on the end on the joint and took another hit. The pot began to kick in very fast. I could fell my heart race as my thoughts became scrambled. It was a really relaxing feeling and I began to melt into Mark arms and I again placed my head on his chest. He placed his hand on my thigh and took a huge hit off of the joint. He turned to me and placed his lips on mine and began to exhale smoke. I placed my lips over his and inhaled quickly as my heart raced and the butterflies began to turn my stomach into knots. He then quickly took my upper lip into his mouth and began to suck on it. This sent a shiver down my spin! I meet his lips with mine and we began to kiss in a series of small sucking motions until I felt his tongue slip into my waiting mouth. It was so passionate and so dominate all at the same moment that I began to melt into his arms. His hand now began to stroke my thigh as we kissed deeper and deeper. My neck was begin to hurt from the way I had it turned, so i lifted my leg and placed myself on top of Marks lap as we kissed. In an instant three things hit me all at once. The quick motion of the movement i had just performed was marked by a feeling of utter awkwardness, his was when I realized I was really stoned. Second, Mark immediately placed both his hand right on my ass and began to rub up and down, which felt amazing and really set my body on fire with passion. Third, it was in that moment that I pressed body to Marks that I felt his throbbing hard manhood press into my inner thigh and the felling drove me wild with lust.
We kissed for a few minutes as his hands began to wonder all over my ass and back. I placed my hands on his head as we held a kiss for what seemed an eternity. I needed to take a breath so I removed my lips from Marks and pushed his head into my neck while I sighed with pleasure. He began kissing and sucking on my neck, slowly working his way to my ear lobe. I let out a moan of pleasure as he took my earlobe into his mouth and suckled it. With out realizing it I had placed my hands down on Marks crotch and was rubbing his member through his jeans. He began to gyrate his hips and grind his cock into my hands as he gasp, “oh Christy baby!”. I could no longer hold back the curiosity and a slipped a hand down his pants and grasped his erect penis. It was warm to the touch and was extremely hard. Waves of new found pleasure flowed over my body as the though of making love to Mark pulsed through my mind. I felt Marks hand slip forward, and then another and he began to unbutton my blouse. I placed my fingers around his cock and began to tug at it slowly. I then began to undo Marks pants as he finished fumbling with the last few buttons on my blouse. I then stood up in front of Mark and slid my skirt down to my ankles. While I slowly stepped out on my skirt, I began to take of my blouse. Mark had slid his pants and boxers down and revealed his fleshy manhood to me as he began to gently stroke himself in a long, slow manor.
“Jesus Christy, you are sexier than I had hoped for!” He exclaimed.
“Thank you sexy” I cooed, as I examined his member. It was long, maybe 7 or 8 inches, not very thick, but with a large meaty head. It glistened with precum as his hand ran up and down its length. I did a halve turn, my eyes still in Marks groin, but with my ass half facing him as I arched my back. With a smile I look up into his eyes and exclaimed “are you gonna make me a woman?”
As huge grin came over his face I took a step over to him and sat down on his lap once again, but this time with my back to him. I could feel his member as it pressed in between my ass cheeks and I felt his hands cup my waist. He leaned forward and asked if I would like to suck on his cock for a bit. I cooed out a yes, and began to slip off his lap. I soon came face to face with his throbbing manhood and took it into my hand. I began to gently bend it down to my face and slowly I looked up into Marks eyes. Then with a seductive grin I kissed the head of his penis, tasting precum for the first time in my life. It was salty and it felt slick on my lips that were now devoid of any type of lipstick. Then another kiss, this time with a small lick of my tongue at the end of if. His cock jump in my hand that time, I smiled softly, and slid the head of his cock between my lips. After a few seconds I slid my lips farther down onto his shaft as he let out an loud boisterous sigh. I began to suck him off in earnest, feast on the warm taste of a mans flesh for my first time. I could feel Mark pump his hips from time to time in unison with my downward head bob.
After what seemed like an hour of sucking Marks cock he suddenly reached down and lifted my head from his member and and pulled me to his mouth and kissed me deeply. I stood up just enough for our tongues to embrace and then I straddled his lap and pressed my breast to his chest. I suddenly felt his hot, wet manhood as it slid past my crotch and in between my ass cheeks, with only a small thin strip of red lace between it and my womanhood. I slowly began to rock my hips and caress his penis as we kissed passionately. I felt his hands slid from around my hips to my buttocks and grasp them firmly as he pulled them apart and he began to thrust his cock up and down the center of my ass. Then I felt a familiar and yet strange feeling as Mark began to rub my tight virgin love hole with one of his fingers. I gasped with exhilaration. He removed his lips from mine and with a smile, asked if I was read for womanhood. My mind clouded with pleasure and the numb feeling of being high, I leaned forward and licked the lobe of Marks ear as I exclaimed yes in a low purr. I could feel Mark reaching for his pants that were now next to us as we embraced on the love seat. The low lights of the candles mingled with their intoxication aroma and a soft song came on the radio. I felt a cold, slick liquid being poured over my thong. Mark had brought lubricant and in an instant has poured it down my ass crack and over this throbbing hard member. The feeling of his hot wet cock now sliding effortlessly against my body sent a shiver down my spine. As I worked my hips up and down I felt Marks fingers pull my thong panties aside and begin to rub on my now wet aching love hole. I felt deep pleasure as his fingers slowly ran circles on my bottom. Then I felt mark position the head of his cock onto my hole. I flood of emotions ran through my head as I began to impale myself on to Marks juicy cock. With a quick and fleeting wave of pain, I had slipped the head of Marks manhood into my body. I shuttered and then began to lift myself off as a reaction to the pain, but I felt Marks hands grasp my hips and pull me back down. I whimpered and bit my lower lip as Mark whispered into my ear that it was normal to feel a little pain when you lose your virginity, and it would be over in a second. As I tried to relax myself I could feel myself sliding slowly down on to Marks hot throbbing cock. Then a second wave of pain shot through me as a second popping feeling happened a little bit deeper in my love canal. But with this moment of intense pain, I felt Marks manhood sink deeply into my insides and now I was beginning to feel an amazing wave of pleasurable pressure deep inside me. We sat there in this position for a few minutes to allow me to relax. We kissed and I began to feel Mark thrust his hips as his penis caressed my inner body. Mark pulled away from my lips and looked me in the eyes as I let out a small whimpering gasp. “Welcome to womanhood baby”, he said.
I did not respond, I just slowly closed my eyes and sunk onto the feeling of being fucked by Marks incredible cock. As his strokes began to lengthen I began to rock my hips more in sync with his thrust. I was moaning and gasping with each stroke as a warm pleasurable feeling filled my sides. I began to slow down my hop gyrations, and Mark asked if something was wrong. I told him I was fine but my legs were getting tired. He proceeded to wrap his arms around me and then in one smooth motion, slid me off to his side while he turned and laid me on my back in the love seat. It was a testament to his cocksmithing that he never slipped out of my honey hole during the entire repositioning. He then began to thrust his hard cock into me in long slow movements. I was panting for air as he lifted my legs into the air and began to stroke harder and faster, each thrust feeling deeper than the last.
“Oh Mark” I moaned, “make me a woman”. I began to feel a warm wave of pleasure pass through my body as the head of Marks cock rubbed on my P spot. I began to feel my little clit grow with each of Marks rhythmic thrust. And in an instant, I could feel my clit pulsate as I came like a woman for the first time. I was moaning and spilling cum from my clit as the muscles in my love canal pulsated and throbbed on Marks manhood. In an instant I felt Mark tense up and slide his cock as deep as he could. Then Mark began to grunt and groan, a pulsating feeling deep inside me. He collapsed on top of me as he finished flooding my body with his seed and then began to kiss my neck and cooed in my ear, “I am forever inside your body and you are now forever a true woman”. I kissed his forehead as we layed there on the love seat. A calm enveloped us together. After a few moments, I felt Marks now softening erection slid out on my with a popping sensation. He crawled behind me and put his arm around my chest. We just laid there for a long while caressing each other. As we both drifted in and out of conciseness, I began to feel a warm wetness between my legs. I was now forever Marks woman I though to myself as I drifted asleep in his arms.
Libbie
- 31.01.2023
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