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My aunt Joan was very old, or at least that’s what I thought at the time when I was 18, in reality she was around 38. Ever since I could remember, she was really nice to me when she came which was often as she only lived a few streets away. She wasn’t a real aunt but a good friend of my parents so I was sort of adopted by her as she had no k**s of her own.

After I reached puberty and became aware of sex I looked at her in a different way, she was actually very attractive and had quite large tits which I liked. She took to wearing quite open tops and blouses that showed a lot of cleavage which fascinated and excited me. I’d managed to feel a few tits at school parties with fairly drunk girls who didn’t mind so aunt Joan’s large pair easily got my attention and I couldn’t help myself staring at them when she wasn’t looking. She had nice legs as well and had taken to wearing short skirts, all of which made me have fantasies about her at night; I often had a good wank just thinking about her.

My parents went on holiday driving to the South of France in July and as I had finished comprehensive school and was about to go with a good friend on a Gap Year trip before University so I was quite happy to remain at home, although I’d been given a stern lecture by my father about not having any parties. Aunt Joan had been given the job of looking after me which had happened before several years ago.

On a dull day we waved my parents off then went into the house. “I’d love a coffee, a few biscuits would go down well too” she said to me so I went to the kitchen. She was sat on the sofa when I brought the mugs of coffee and patted the empty seat beside her indicating for me to sit there, which I did. She took hers off the tray and put them onto the small table.

“Now”, she said, “I have a question to ask you”.
“Okay, go ahead” I replied.
“Well, you are no longer a boy; you are a young man now, so have you had sex yet?”

I nearly choked on my biscuit and she laughed her head off then dropped the plate on the carpet. She leaned down to pick it up and I could see a lot of her tits. She quickly looked up and caught me.
“Ah, so you like my tits then!”
I spluttered “Sorry I didn’t mean to offend you”
“That’s alright. Actually I wanted you to look, but it’s not the first time as I realise you have done a lot over the last couple of years, probably since you started getting erections”
I didn’t know what to say or do; she took hold of my hands saying, “Well I don’t think you are gay at least”
“No, I’m sure of that” I retorted.

She looked at me in a very different way and said quietly, “I’ve known you for most of your life and you have been a c***d but now I see you as a real man. If you want to have sex with me you can, I can teach you a lot about it”, and with that she put my hands firmly on her tits and said, “Go on”. I froze for a few moments then began squeezing them which made her make some nice encouraging noises. My cock became hard very quickly, she knew that would happen so reached out and took hold of it through my trousers.

“So, have you had wank thinking about me yet?”
I gulped as I’d been found out so could only say, “Yes, I have”
“Thought you might have done, I’m so pleased!” she laughed back.

She undid my belt then took my trousers and pants down, my hard cock flopped forward. “My, that’s nice, I’ve wondered what it would be like, haven’t seen it since you were a k**, now I know” she said and started wanking me gently which was a lovely feeling.

After a couple of minutes, she got up, still holding my cock and led me to my bedroom telling me to take all my clothes off. I did so while she remained fully dressed which puzzled me.

“You can’t have sex with me straight away, I’m going to give you a nice handjob and make you cum first. I’m much older than you so need to be sure it is what you want. If you then really want to put your cock in my pussy, you can, when it gets hard again which shouldn’t take too long. Now lie down and I’ll start”.

Although I was aching like mad to put my cock into her, I couldn’t argue so told her to go ahead. She took hold of my cock very gently and began slowly wanking me then a bit firmer and going faster.

“Has any girl wanked you till you came?” she asked, “No, they take hold of it for a few seconds then let go”. “That must be so frustrating for you but I can remember doing the same to boys when I was your age. Do you go home and make yourself cum then?” “Yes”; she smiled.

She wanked me harder and I knew I was about to shoot my load, as she did, so she stopped. I cried out as if in pain, “I was so close!”, and she responded with, ”I know, that’s why I stopped, it’s good for you not to cum too soon”. My cum had subsided so she started again and said, “No stopping now, you are going to shoot that load of cum!” then went into overdrive. I only lasted seconds before I came massively, she aimed my cock so the cum went up in an arc and landed on my chest and squealed in delight as it did so. She squeezed the last out then let go. “Have a nap, and then you can put your cock into me in a while, if you can get it hard of course”. I told her it would not be a problem; I had often wanked three times in a day so knew I could with her help.

I dropped off then awoke as she got into bed with me, completely naked. We went straight into clinch, she was warm and her hair smelt nice. “I’ve got a lot to teach you about sex but the first time is all for you so just go on and do whatever you want to my body, I’m all yours. Doesn’t matter if you cum quickly so don’t even try to hold it back this time as you will always remember this as being the first”.

Her speech over, she snuggled up to me and I began to run my hands around her back first. She made nice noises, and now I knew she wanted more she was certainly going to get it. We kissed gently then with more passion, our tongues darting into each other's mouths. I carried on and gently took hold of her tits, the nipples were already erect. I love erect hard nipples, they really turn me on, and I knew Joan was going to be so good in bed teaching me about sex as she desperately wanted to please, how wonderful.

I leaned over her and took the right tit in my mouth, she sighed as I was gentle with my tongue while feeling the left tit by rolling the nipple round between my fingers. Then I bit it gently and she groaned nicely and obviously enjoyed it, she wasn't doing anything to me at the time but I knew she soon would.

As I sucked one tit and gently fondled the other she made even more encouraging noises and while doing so reached and took hold of my cock which by now was very hard indeed. She gently wanked me which was lovely.

I reached down between her legs and whispered to open them wide which she did. I started to feel her pussy through the pubic hair; no girl had allowed me to do that before so it was an adventure! She said, “My clitoris is really hard so massage it”, at the same time taking hold of my hand and showing what to do. I massaged as instructed which made her groan a lot. I pushed one finger into her pussy and she groaned more so I fingered fucked for a while then pushed two fingers and continued which made her groan even more.

“I’m all yours, fuck me whenever you want to” she said, so I got on top of her, she guided my cock into her pussy then I pushed it all the way in. The feeling was wonderful beyond belief, far more intense that I has imagined. She smiled at me and nodded a ‘yes’ so I fucked her hard which made her squeal with joy. I didn’t last long before I came with a massive explosion of cum into her pussy. She squeezed my cock with her pussy muscles which made it even better. After my cock had gone down a bit I pulled it out.

We lay there, I’d just lost my virginity having my first fuck and it was wonderful. After we’d both stopping panting, Joan nibbled my ear and whispered, “Now I will just have to teach you how to please me, and any other woman in the future!”

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It had been three months since my wife went away for four days giving me the opportunity to be a free woman. I was missing that wonderful weekend of unbridled sex and cross-dressing. There were no more opportunities on the horizon leaving me quite hopeless. In my despair, I surfed the internet for porn and cross-dressing sites when I came across a site called “Joann’s Shop”. It had the greatest selection of clothing, wigs, undergarments, and breast forms I had ever seen before. They also had...

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Joanne

JOANNE By Lorna E. Black CHAPTER 1 MEETING John and Jenny were two people that were very much alike. They were the same age, about the same height and had similar temperaments. In fact you could say they were the ideal couple, but there was only one thing, neither knew each other. As well as that, both were single, and extremely shy, or so that was how the world perceived them. Although they had never met, things were about to change because there were other people with plans for...

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Stage Four Of My Journey To Becoming Joann

The next morning I told Sis that I spoke with Bob on the phone, as she suggested, and he invited me over to his apartment on Friday night. I think she was as excited as I was. She said we would have to pick out an outfit tonight when we both got home for the big event. The next day all I could think about at work was Friday night. Toward the end of my shift, my phone buzzed that I had a text message. It was from Bob. My first thought was he had changed his mind. My heart started pounding as I...

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Wife Swapping with Joanne

Kelly is my wife’s best friend, but could I get her into bed?My wife, Joanne, and her best friend, Kelly, met in college and have remained friends for five years. Joanne is a sultry brunette, but Kelly is a gorgeous blue-eyed blonde that I wanted terribly from the moment we met.Kelly and her husband, Jack, came down from New York to Florida for a visit this summer and I could hardly keep my eyes off of Kelly. Her long blonde hair and blue eyes were driving me crazy! But we’d just met, so I knew...

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John to Joanna

John to Joanna Hi you guys out there. This is the story of an innocent man, a fool with a problem. Yes I say a fool, but by no means an idiot. From a young age I enjoyed wearing Mum's clothes, then when that was not enough and when I decided that my own taste mattered, I bought whatever I wanted. Yes, everyone speaks of the embarrassment of going into a ladies store and buying intimate clothing. I have been doing that since I was about 13 and there is no doubt that the...

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Being Joanne

Being Joanne by Meryl Davids "Hi", "Hi back", I said, I'd just got back from work, I hated office work, but we needed the money, for when we got married. Jane was a Nurse. I worked at a bank. I used to work as a Nurse, and loved every minute of it, Jane was just about burned out and wanted to get a Nurse managers job, to get her away from direct patient care. I had joked with her that we should swop jobs, "yeah sure", was all she said. I couldn't help the clearly...

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Nemesis Joanne

Once again I must thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. Without those two wonderful people I don't think I would still be posting. As always I must also add that I can't leave a story alone. I could well have added some cock-ups after they have seen it and before it gets posted. Well we must keep the GPs happy. The alarm function on my phone went off at 8 AM and that galvanised me into action. I jumped out of bed,...

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Saving Water With Joanne

Life was tough at the moment for an 18 year old. Jobs were hard to find and keep, and I was desperate to earn an income and not be reliant on handouts from the government. Then I got a job, not the flashest of ones, it was selling and installing water efficient showerheads. I had to go door to door and try to interest the householder. They were reasonably priced and I had some success. It was a Friday morning and I was about to leave home to scope out a new suburb in my city when my mum...

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Joanne

JoAnne had the fresh scrubbed complexion of a teenager. Her soft brown hair looked equally good in a pageboy, a ponytail or pigtails. She had the nice tight body of a high school cheerleader and at twenty-two she looked like the All-American girl next door. She did not resemble in any way, shape, manner, or form what she really was - an absolute slut. She had been one since she was eighteen when, high on beer following a football game, she had allowed five guys to take her cherry. Everyone in...

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Evan und Joanne

Unser zuletzt Geschriebenes wurde abgelehnt, mit der Begründung: enthält echte Erlebnisse. Die Regeln haben wir nie im Detail gelesen, nur, was in der Überschrift steht, also keine Gewalt, nichts, was unter 18 betrifft und kein K9. Haben wir uns natürlich dran gehalten. Umso überraschender also die Ablehnung, da wir von dieser Regel bzgl. echter Erlebnisse nicht wussten, und wir eigentlich genau davon schreiben. Aber vielleicht lag es daran, dass es in Englisch war und dabei möglicherweise...

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The birth of Joanna

I should start by saying I began dressing when I was 9 or 10, wearing my mothers clothes and most nights I'd taken to sleeping in one of her slips, she had a red, silky one that I absolutely loved wearing. But I'd never gone any further and certainly had never fully dressed or worn makeup. When I was younger I used to visit an Aunty and Uncle of mine every Sunday, probably started around the age of 13. We talked football (I was a keen Newcastle United supporter in those days) and just...

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When I first met Joanne

I was home in Melbourne looking over Craigslist seeing what was on for offer. I enjoy pussy and cock so was looking at all the sections and then came across t4m.So had a look and found a advert for a mid 30's tranny wanting a guy to come over for some fun.Now I've enjoyed watching shemale porn and so sent a message. It wasn't too long that I got a response from Joanne.Anyway getting to the chase. I rang the doorbell and I was met by a very attractive woman. She introduced herself as Joanne.We...

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Stage One Of My Journey To Becoming Joann

My name is Joseph and I want to explain how I started on the road to eventually becoming Joann. I grew up with my sister Amanda, who is two years older than me. I have always called her Sis. My father left my mother when I was around sixteen years old and we continued to live in the house. Eventually, my mother had to start working as a bartender in a high-end hotel bar at nights.I still remember my sister prancing around after school in her panties and a nightshirt, exercising our new found...

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Call me Joanna

It all happened so long ago now that it seems not only to have been in a different place at a different time but so different as if it almost had never existed. But it did. It all took place in rural southern England in that wonderful time after the war had ended (for us. “the war” meant and still means World War II), in the fading golden afterglow of empire, before unpleasant realities intruded and thrust the world we had known into a new and unfamiliar shape. The revolutions of the...

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Jason Becomes Joanne

Jason Becomes Joanne By: Joanne Marie Andrews [email protected] Ever since I can remember, I wanted to be a woman, I hated being a man. Woman we're so much more elegant, more slender, and of course beautiful. And finally I had my chance to experience womanhood. I had just finished highschool, and was going to take a year off before going off to college. My parents took this opportunity to take their dream "around the world" trip. They had saved up for this...

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Joanna

Joanna. In my last story, I told you how I came to live with Gordon. It is now six weeks later and I have taken to my new life like a mouse finding a hole in the skirting. At first, I thought Gordon was just a kind man satisfying his fetish for a transwoman, but as the weeks went on I found myself just waiting for his car to scrunch on the gravel, telling me that he was home. He liked me to always be in a dress and fully made up, wearing heels. That suited me. Not only was it what I...

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