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L'amour de deux femmes By Jessie For those who wanted to hear more detail about my feminine adventures I have decided to tell you about my first feminine sexual encounter. I really hope you enjoy it, please let me know if you do! (Yes, I have embellished it a bit, well, a lot! But some of it really did happen... have a fun read!) As some of you will already know I sometimes crossdressed with my mother's friends Helen and Madeline. (See 'Delicious Adventure') After my first time it became very natural to dress completely as a girl when we were together. So natural that much of the times I spent dressed as a girl between the ages of 13 and 18 were really quite ordinary. We played games together, talked, shopped, tried on clothes and did all the things that most women do together. I learned about being feminine from them and it became a normal part of my personality. Slipping into a dress instead of jeans or wearing a nightie to bed was not much different to my boy's clothes.... Somehow the thrill of being a girl had lost its enchantment. Sometimes I hardly even noticed I was crossdressed! That was all to change a few months after my 18th birthday. My dear friends Helen and Madeline always protected me from the views and opinions of other people and tried to make sure that my secret was safe... but... When women are together they talk... far too much at times! Helen and Madeline were no different. The intimacy of the group demanded that they let on more than they should, regardless of who else was present at the time. I'd heard things about people we knew that were none of my business. It made me wonder if they'd let some things 'slip' about me, so to speak! To earn some extra money Helen and Madeline would often ask me to do some of the odd jobs around their homes. I loved pottering about doing some gardening, painting or minor repairs and became quite good at it. In the holidays before I was due to start Uni, they arranged for me to help a friend of theirs while she was moving into a new home. I'd met Alexa on a couple of occasions but only very casually and as far as I was aware, she knew nothing of my crossdressing. Alexa was younger than Helen and Madeline but she was still about 10 years older than I. She was one of those women who made you draw breath and lose your words when you first saw her. She was quite simply the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen at my tender age. Alexa had full bodied but perfectly groomed shoulder length auburn hair. She had porcelain skin and deep blue crystalline eyes that seemed to envelop everything they touched. She also dressed superbly... and had the figure to make anything she wore look like it was made especially for her. As a young male, she made me feel weak at the knees! Alexa arranged for me to come over before she went off for work one day, so she could show me what needed to be moved. My first sight of her that day made me draw breath again! She was wearing a beautiful creme business outfit with a shortish tailored skirt and jacket. A deep blue low cut silk camisole peaked out from underneath her jacket perfectly complimenting her ample pale bosom, deep red lips and deep blue eyes. Her near perfect legs encased in fine shear stockings were highlighted by matching heels... Ah... what a sight! Just looking at her made me acutely aware of my maleness surrounded by the very feminine panties I was wearing underneath my boy's clothes. "Hi Sweetie, thanks for coming over... I'm running late as usual! I just need to show you where to move all the stuff before I go." She said as I entered her house. Her house was a 'work in progress' there were boxes and stuff everywhere! I could see why she needed some help. Alexa was recently divorced and this was her first new home. "Look... as you can see, it's a real mess... I'm only going into work for a few hours today then I'll be back to help you. So if you could move some of these upstairs and clear up in here that'll be fine. When I come back we'll get into it... " She said as she gazed around the debris surrounding us. "No probs Alexa... Shouldn't take too long," I said trying to sound like I knew where to start! "So... these can go into the spare room at the top of the stairs... And all these clothes... well put them in my room for now, I still have to sort them out but you can help me with that later... If you see anything you like let me know." She said with a laugh and a sort of knowing smile. Huh? Why did she say that? Don't tell me Helen and Madeline has told her about me... they wouldn't, surely? "Well, I really have to fly... There's food in the kitchen and drinks in fridge, help your self honey... I'll see you around 1 o'clock..." She said as she lent over to me and kissed me softly on my cheek... and gently touched me on the small of my back. The smell of her hair and the sensuous way she touched me left me lost for words! I felt an immediate electric charge straight into my groin... what a woman! After she had left for work I began the task of moving her stuff... God, there were so many of them! I opened up a small blue case. It was sitting on its own and looked a little different from the other things. As I lifted the top my eyes were greeted by a small sea of satin and lace... a gentle waft of perfume floated past my nose. How delicious! I had to explore a little more... Alexa had some of the most beautiful lingerie I'd ever seen... or felt! Gorgeous real satin silk panties and matching camisoles, divine slips and bras... In a range of pastel colours that made a silky feminine rainbow. I wanted to try them all on at once! But... Well, I didn't want to invade her privacy... Well, I wanted too... but somehow they looked too precious and personal, so with an enormous amount of will I limited myself to just feeling and looking at them like any girl might do... The thought of seeing Alexa wearing them made my own panties strain at the mere idea! I opened up a large old suitcase sitting nearby. This one contained some woollen clothes... soft like cashmere. A beautiful black knee length dress, a superbly tailored pleated skirt... cardigans and pullovers. The smells, textures and sight of such classic feminine clothes began to drive me crazy... I had to feel them against me, to feel them surround me! I just had too! A loud noise outside jerked me back to reality (so to speak LOL!). I was suddenly afraid of being caught masturbating with my bosses clothes! Oh No! I quickly pulled them away from me and placed them back safely in their cases. I raced to the window to see who was outside. Fortunately, it was just the recyclers collecting their bins... Whew! I had to calm myself down... her clothes caused such a rush. I had never been so turned on and let down so quickly! I walked over to some ordinary looking boxes on the other side of the room. I opened the lid of the first one... inside were just a pile of books... Thank God! I decided to carry them upstairs first. As I placed down the box in the spare room, one of the books fell to the floor... I picked it up and looked at the cover... The picture on the front was an illustration of two beautifully dressed women in 1920's style clothes. The title was in French and included this... L'amour de deux femmes. My school French was good enough to read a few of the words... it said something like 'The love of two women'. Inside, there were more illustrations scattered through the book... each one was exquisite... and each one was of two different women in very feminine poses, holding or embracing each other. My mind begin to wonder about Alexa... 'Is she gay or bi or something? Well you can't tell by a book... anyone could have a book like this', I thought... but... well, its none of my business anyway. I put the book down and went downstairs to get back into my tasks. The next couple of hours went quite quickly as I carted each box and case up to its new home. There must have been about six or seven cases that contained her clothes. Almost all of them were filled with different types of really beautiful clothes, all divided into types... woollens, cottons, silks, underwear, accessories, shoes etc... I had a ball browsing through her things and sharing her sensuality! I had just finished the last trip upstairs when I heard Alexa coming in through the front door and went down to meet her. "Hi Alexa! How was your day?" I asked as I skipped down the last step. "I'm fine sweetie... How's things here? Oh wow you've almost done it all! Oh that's great, thanks... I'm so pleased! You must have been flat out!" She asked as she kissed me on my cheek and held onto my forearm with the same gentleness as before. "Oh... no it was fine. Just kept at it and pretty soon it was all done. You've got a lot of stuff!" "I'm so relieved... that means we can spend the afternoon sorting things instead having to move them again... much more fun! Did you see anything you like?" She asked with a warm smile. I didn't know what to say! Did she mean her clothes? Helen or Madeline must have said something to her. I struggled to find something to say back to her. "My clothes I mean, silly! I've got some fantastic clothes don't you think? I collect them when I'm overseas... they're all antiques. Well, from the 20's and 30's mainly. You like girls clothes don't you... I'm sure Madeline told me that... I don't mean to embarrass you... I thought you liked to dress like a girl? I'm sure it was you they were talking about?" She asked as if she was genuinely unsure whether she had the right person. But the way she said it made it seem perfectly natural, as if she might just as easily be talking about me loving cars or bike riding or something! It was a little unnerving. Well... Yes... ... I do... sort of.... like..." I stuttered, trying to find the right words "Don't worry Jessie... That's why I wanted you to come over... When I heard about you... you know... I didn't want some macho male helping with my things... I wanted another girl to help me... well, at least someone who likes feminine things... I've got two more loads coming in tomorrow. I sell them, to shops I mean. That's why I said 'if you see anything you like' you can choose some things for yourself! I've always been intrigued by feminine boys who like girls. I think it's gorgeous." She smiled with an almost 'secret' giggle and a twinkle in her beautiful eyes. I still didn't know what to say... there wasn't much to be said! She said it all... I smiled warmly back to her... "Oh that's so nice of you Alexa, I guess I can relax now... I did like your clothes, they're superb." I replied. "Well first things first... I am dying to get out of these clothes and into something softer... I hate the way I look in these. I hate business clothes don't you?" She asked. "I think... you look... beautiful Alexa." I half stuttered betraying my adolescent arousal. I meant to compliment her... not make a fool of myself! "Ohh, how sweet of you... you lovely thing! But I know exactly what I want to slip into... what about you? Why don't you come upstairs with me and we can both change? You've done all the dirty work... now we can relax and just be girls for the afternoon! Coming?" She asked brightly as she took me by the hand and led me upstairs to her room. Once inside her room, Alexa didn't waste anytime taking off her business suite, by the time she'd made her way past the suitcases of clothes she had removed her jacket and her skirt soon followed in one smooth feminine action. My eyes were transfixed by her beauty, as she stood by her wardrobe in just her underthings and heels. The deep blue camisole I saw peeking out from underneath her jacket was revealed as a full slip. The way the sunlight caught her slip as it hugged and caressed her body made me instantly horny... I was acutely aware of the panties and camisole I was wearing underneath my clothes. Without a second thought Alexa proceeded to take off her slip... "I think I've had enough of blue for the day... I think I'm in the mood for Pink! What about you? What are you wearing underneath those clothes? Come on, I want to see." She said as she came very close to me in just her bra, panties and heels. I nearly melted on the spot! "Oh nothing as beautiful as you... I'm sure I look completely silly." I replied with a tremble in my voice. "Come on Jessie, get them off... I want to see what sort of girl you are," She laughed. I nervously removed my T-shirt and pants. My underwear didn't even match. My panties were white and my camisole was a pale blue. "Oh darling, you look lovely! How yummy!" She remarked as she gazed at me with wide eyes. "Thanks, but pretty plain compared with yours," I replied. "Have you ever worn real silk underwear Jessie?" She asked. "Well, these are silky." I replied. "Yes nylon can be nice too but there's nothing to compare with real silk... Hmmm let me find some things for you." She said. She reached into the blue suitcase full of underwear that nearly drove me crazy before. She returned with a matching set and placed them gently on her bed. "Here, these will fit you. They're delicious... and I'm in the mood for Pink... we'll match!" She said with glee. With some modesty she turned her back while I slipped out of my things and tried on her beautiful pink silk underwear. The panties were divine, like French knickers, but so very soft... like a part of her skin. There was also the most delicious matching pink slip... the embroidery was exquisite. Just as I was about to slip into it, she tossed over a matching satin bra. "Here, you've got to wear a bra with it..." She said as she came close to me again and helped to clasp it at the back. "It's a pity boys can't grow breasts... There's nothing like the feel of silk satin around them! Oh Jessie you look so lovely... Really delicious.... Mmm, time for me to change too." She remarked as she turned back to her wardrobe and looked for some pink underwear. "Now, turn your back while I change..." She said. I turned around and looked towards the window. The sunlight was streaming in through the lace curtains, splashing silky rays across my petticoated body. The feel of the silk seemed to have a different effect on my maleness, rather than feeling like I was about to explode into a raging erection, I felt... secure, comforted. The feel of the bra and slip was far better than any nylon underwear I'd worn before. It felt like a natural part of me. "Okay, you can look now... Come over here... What do you think?" Alexas voice called to me. I turned around to see her. Yes, pink really suited her... though I think any colour would look good on someone with her beauty. She looked divine... goddess like. Almost a pity to put any clothes on over such glorious femininity. "Come over to the mirror and stand next to me... I want to see if we match." She asked. I moved over to her and she took my hand in hers. There we stood, gazing into the mirror... we matched almost perfectly. Two feminine creatures side by side. The feel of her warm body slipping against me was beautiful. When I looked into the mirror my eyes were transfixed by her form, I didn't really want to see myself in comparison to her... She had a body that would put most other women in the shade, let alone a boy's body in girl's clothes... Curiously, when I looked at her eyes in the reflection they seemed to be focussed directly on me... I felt like a shadow compared to her... but she seemed to be transfixed by the sight of me standing next to her in her pretty things. "You look so beautiful Jessie... I'm... amazed. I've never really seen a boy dressed so beautifully... You lovely creature..." She gasped as she moved her arm around me and pulled me closer to her. She seemed to be getting a little horny herself as she gently began to stroke the small of my back and lean more heavily against me. Her nipples began to harden as she rested her head gently against mine. I wanted to have her... there, now... at that moment. I wanted to plunge deep inside her. My penis became as hard as a rock and started to push out against my slip. "Oh Alexa... You're so beautiful... I want you." I moaned. I didn't mean to say it... It just slipped out. As if lost in a whirl of primal desire. "So I see..." She said. "I want you too... my sweet girlie boy." She whispered back to me. We embraced and kissed deeply. The feel of her luscious breasts against my body and her silky lips drove shafts of pleasure all the way through me... deep inside me. She slid her hand down my petticoat to my groin. "Can I hold you..." She whispered. "Yes please..." I replied I felt her hand surround me through my panties. She stroked and squeezed until I was just about to explode in orgasmic bliss.... Then without any warning, she moved sharply away again. I stood there with my legs trembling, aching to come. It seemed too cruel to be true.... I wanted her back against me... please! "You don't want to get your panties all wet and sticky do you?" She asked with a kind of matronly tone as she stood just out of my reach. "We've got lots to do this afternoon... and I want to see you in a beautiful dress all made up and looking feminine." She oozed. But there was an almost serious look on her face. A coolness I hadn't seen before. She was awesome. She knew she had me like putty in her hand and it seemed she wasn't going let my pleasure be consumed all at once. I wanted her so much. I'd never wanted a woman like this before. Every inch of my petticoated form wanted to please her and be pleased by her. Now! Right Now! Without a second thought she turned away again and moved over to one of her suitcases. She pulled out a white cashmere dress and tossed it onto the bed. "Here, slip into this. You'll love it darling." She said. I moved over to the bed and almost reluctantly picked it up. I wanted to wear it... but, I was still so turned on. I just wanted her. "Go on, slip into it... It'll really suite you." She said as she moved over to her wardrobe again and picked out some shoes, stockings and some jewellery. I did as I was told. Slowly my raging erection began to subside and shrank slowly back into its silky surrounds. She was right of course, the dress was utterly delicious. The feel of the soft cashmere wool over my silks was exquisite, like they were made for each other. The dress hung very smoothly over my shape with the deep v neckline making a beautiful shape over my bra, allowing a little of the lace embroidery to peak out above. "Oh... that's fantastic... Now, show me your legs... mmm not bad at all, they're so smooth. Do you shave them?" She asked. "Yes, I'm not very hairy but I really like the feel of smooth legs and they look much better with stockings." I replied. "You're a girl at heart! So many girls you're age don't bother these days. I just hate hairy legs! Arghh they look ghastly and they feel awful." She remarked. Shortly, she laid some fine stockings and a suspender belt on the bed for me with a pair of heels that matched the dress. She showed me how to fasten them then moved over to her dressing table. "Okay, Jessie... Lets complete the picture... time for a make over!" I remember the image of Alexa standing by the chair next to her dressing table, beckoning me with one hand and a brush in the other. She was still dressed just in her beautiful underwear and still wearing her heels. What a woman! I swished gently over to her. The feel of my woollen dress slipping over my petticoat as I walked with the silky stockings and heels was intoxicating. I sat down gently at the table and let her do her work. After about 30 minutes of brushing, pulling, pushing, twisting, dabbing and painting she finished the effect with a couple of short sharp sprays of Channel black label perfume. "There... You look like you should look now! Impressed? I am... you're a stunner!" She announced. "Wow, thanks Alexa... you're so good at it! It takes me ages to do my own makeup... I love the way you've done my hair.... And that eye shadow is fantastic and the lipstick... where did you get it? ... and I love that perfume. I feel sensational ... Thanks... What about you aren't you getting cold in your slip?" I asked. "Yes... I am, I didn't want to risk getting any makeup on my clothes... It takes a lot of work to keep looking good as a girl doesn't it!" She laughed as she headed over to her wardrobe. "Mmm, now let me see.... I want to wear wool like you..." She commented as she rifled through her clothes. She selected a stunning very pale pink cashmere pleated short skirt with a matching cardigan. Ultimately feminine, almost a bit over the top... but between us... it was the perfect choice. She picked out some stockings to go with it and some white heels. I thought they were a little out of place until she matched them to a string of white pearls with matching earrings and a bracelet. She didn't need to do much to her make up but she changed the shade of her lipstick to a lighter pink to complement the outfit. I love watching her change and groom herself. Brushing that gorgeous cascade of auburn hair, ahh... The way her skirt flowed with every movement, the way the soft pink wool followed the curves of her body and delicious breasts. Her legs, her eyes, her neck... I was entranced and enchanted by this divine creature. "Hey honey come over and sit down again I want to change your hair a little." she asked. I sat down again at the dressing table. She stood behind me and ran her fingers gently through my hair. "I wish all boys were like you...." She said wistfully "I love having a girlfriend to play with." She continued "But there's still something missing... You need breasts honey! You'd love them I'm sure!" With that she ran her hands down over my chest... Expertly, she found my little nipples hiding under my bra and began to squeeze them sending shivers right through me. "See how nice they feel in pretty clothes... my lovely girlfriend. Perhaps if I play with them enough they'll start to grow!" She laughed. The tweaking and teasing of my nipples was making me quiver with pleasure. My erection returned almost immediately. This time pushing up against silk, wool and perfume. I will never forget the smell and feel of her intimate persuasions... so close to me. She played and squeezed and rubbed her woollen hips against me. This time I felt like my breasts had swelled to meet the excitement in my groin... I felt moist, warm, electric and womanly all at once, inside and out. I wanted to please her too; I wanted to feel her, to hold her, to squeeze her until she cried with pleasure... but... Like before, she was in control... And she was getting her pleasure by feeling me squirm to her touch. Then just like before, almost to the split second... she pulled away from me again just at the moment that I was about to burst into a cosmic eruption of pleasure... How cruel... How could she stop? She knew I would do anything to go that last little bit... I wanted to come everywhere, inside my panties, in my girlie clothes, over her, inside her... just let me come.... Please!!!! Just like before she moved away just out of reach. Oh God... why? "Not now honey, we've got work to do... I don't want you to get all messed up when you look so pretty." She said with a smile, but was it a kind smile? By now I wasn't sure... How could she torment me so deliberately? As if nothing had happened, Alexa moved over to the suitcases and quite methodically started to pull out each item. She looked at each one as if assessing it and then made a new pile for it on the bed. I watched for a while, trying to let my erection fade before moving. This was too much... I didn't want to help her with the clothes I wanted her... I really wanted her! "Come on sweet pea, you can't sit there all day looking pretty... See these piles... I want you to take them into the spare room and hang them in the wardrobes in the same groups, Okay? They have to air out and hang for awhile before I send them off the shops." She said quite 'matter of factly' as if she'd already forgotten how much she'd turned me on. Eventually, my excitement faded again and I shuffled over to the piles. The next hour or so was spent sifting and sorting her clothes. Once my frustration had faded I began to enjoy the task. She told me all about the clothes, where she had bought them, how they were made, what fabric they were, what sort of women used to own them. It was far more interesting than I would have thought. It's as if each item had its own story to tell... She explained how the fabrics were developed, how you couldn't buy cloth like it anymore. She explained the change in fashion over the various decades. She had the most beautiful Edwardian dresses, the embroidery was all hand sewn... just delightful. I forgot about my arousal and immersed myself in these alternate feminine pleasures. We laughed, giggled... held up the dresses against each other and enjoyed each other's company to the max. It was obvious that she loved it too. She was beaming most of the time. Eventually we'd sorted all the clothes and put them away. She laughed when I said I never seen so many clothes. "Well, there's a whole lot more arriving over the next few days! I hope you're not getting sick of helping me." "No I could do this forever Alexa, I love every minute of it!" I replied. "Well only a girl would say that Jessie! There's no man I know that could put up with all this girlie pleasure! We'll have to pick out a few outfits for you to wear while you're here... would you like that? I know I would!" "Yes... please, this dress is superb to wear... and the underwear is... well." I replied but she interrupted saying. "You don't have to say it dearie, all girls know the pleasures of silk lingerie... it brings a smile to your face and a few other parts as well!" She laughed, as she sat on her dressing chair in her beautiful pink skirt and top. Her silky legs resting elegantly together to one side. She was a picture of grace and sexiness combined. "Now we've finished honey... why don't you come over here and sit on my lap." She asked with a broad smile. "You're lap?" I was surprised. I'd forgotten about feeling sexy... and sit on her lap, that was what kids do. "Yes, that's alright isn't it? I want to cuddle you a little to thank you for all your help. Haven't you ever sat on someone's lap before?" She asked still with a smile on her face. "Well when I was a kid I guess... but not since." I replied. I felt a little put out, as if she was patronising me or something. "Oh it's alright, I sit on peoples laps sometimes... most girls do... It's lovely, and you're such a pretty girl... I just want to bring out the girl in you a little more... it's just affection between friends... come on... please?" She oozed. "Oh Okay... you're not going to get me all excited and leave me again are you." I asked. "Don't you like feeling sexy?" She asked. "Yes, of course I do, it's just that... well, I get really excited and then you... stop." I replied not knowing how to tell her that I couldn't stand not coming again! "Oh... you want to come like a boy... well take a look in the mirror sweetheart... there aren't any boys in here just two pretty girls who like each other. If you're going to come with me, you'll come like a girl not a boy... just swish that pretty body over here and sit on my lap so we can get close to each other..." She demanded but still with a smile on her face. I did as I was told. What did she mean? How could I come like a girl? The moment I rested my femininely clad body onto her delicious soft pink lap my erection returned. The feel of her breathing underneath me, the smell of our combined perfumes, the wool, the silk, the warmth all made me melt into a girlie ball cuddled up against her perfect breasts. Ah... I felt completely submissive to her every touch. She held me close and kissed me ever so gently on my neck, my ear, my hair... then my lips... She whispered softly in my ear, "Darling girl... my pretty friend." My penis stiffened with every movement to the point of feeling incongruous and out of place inside my panties. The lump between my legs began to show through my dress, "Oh Jessie not again! You've got such a big clit! I love the feel of your feminine dick can I hold it again." She asked. She moved her hand down over my tummy to my groin and the aching rod between us. This time she just held it... Without moving or squeezing. Just holding it warmly in her hand. At first it was a lovely sensation... but I needed to feel some movement around it... so I began to move a little on her lap... to feel the silk, her hand, my dick. "Stop moving Jessie." Alexa almost demanded. I tried to stop... but it was almost too hard I had to wriggle just a little. Suddenly she squeezed her hand almost violently. It sent a shearing pain down my shaft. "Owww." I yelled. "Then stop moving or I'll do it again!" She demanded, this time quite forcefully. Before I had a chance to object she leaned over and bit my lip quite hard. The pain in my lip overtook the pain in my dick. "What are you doing?" I moaned. "I want you to forget about being a boy while you're on my lap... you're a girl... and I want you to feel it... like I do. Now behave yourself young lady and stop being so boyish." She said quite sternly. I didn't know what to think... I didn't want her to be angry with me... I adored her. My emotions began to whirl inside me... before long my eyes began to fill with tears... this isn't the way it should be... why is she suddenly treating me like this? And all the while she had her hand firmly around my dick... I was afraid even to move a little! "There, there, lovely girl... it'll go away in minute... just cuddle into me sweetie." I did as she said and rested my head on her bosom... afraid to move as she held me strongly with an iron grip in one hand and her other hand holding my head firmly into her bosom We sat like this for a little while until finally the hardness in my dick began to fade just a little. When she felt it soften she lifted it up towards my stomach and pushed it against me holding it tightly again. I didn't dare move an inch! She brought her other hand down to my groin and carefully squeezed her fingers down between my inner thighs underneath my balls onto my pelvis. Then she began to push against me... very gently at first... in a slow rhythm. All the while she held on tightly to my dick... not allowing me to move it or get any stimulation from it. The hand between my legs began to push and squeeze against me... rather than sending echoes to my dick... her movement began to send shivers deep inside me... between my legs... I had never had that sort of feeling before... After a while, I had forgotten about her hand on my dick, it just felt like... well nothing, like clothes... like it was numb. But the tingles inside my pelvis began to grow in intensity. Without me even realising she let go of my dick and moved her hand up to my nipples. She began to squeeze each nipple in a rhythm that matched the motion between my legs... I felt completely helpless... submissive... sensually consumed by these new physical feelings. "Feel nicer now darling girl?" She asked "Oh yes Alexa... It feels lovely... so lovely... please don't stop." She continued playing with my nipples and squeezing my pelvis... my body began to move in a gentle rhythm with her motion... little by little our bodies seemed to merge into one ultimately feminine girlie motion. Every time we moved together I could feel ripples of pleasure echo out from inside me. My inner thighs wanted to consume her hand... her arm... all of her! I could feel my silky panties slipping against the wool and her silks. I could feel our stockings slipping against each other, my heels touching hers, our hair, her smell, her breasts... Surrounded in pink. She moved her free hand up to my lips and used her fingers to caress them gently. Then she pushed a finger into my mouth and moved it in and out. Almost instinctively, my mouth closed around it and began to suck and lick it as she pushed. She kissed my ears, my hair, my neck... and all the while my dick lay silent tucked away from this feminine storm. My knees and thighs began to feel weak... like they were going to give way under all this pleasure... I wanted it to reach a peak or something... before I burst at the seams! As if sensing my growing weakness Alexa whispered into my ear... "Come and lay on the bed honey... my pretty girlfriend... you're so lovely... dear Jessie girl." We slipped onto the bed and she had me lay on my side. Even though she had stopped touching me I could still feel her motion between my legs... As if she had wound up a spring and it was working on its own. Once I was lying on my side, she laid down beside me, behind me... She pressed the entire length of her delicious body against me and gently lifted the skirt of my dress up over my stocking clad legs... just enough to reach up to my pelvis again... Her other hand reached around and started to play with my nipples again... I had never had these sorts of feelings before... I didn't know my body could feel like this. There was nothing male about it all I could do was moan in feminine pleasure. After a little while, she moved again and told me to lay quietly. I heard her getting something from a draw then she returned to her position behind me. She lifted my dress a little higher and pulled down my panties until they were hanging loosely around my knees. Then she placed a small silk scarf up inside my petticoat and over my sleeping penis. I wondered what she was up to now! Next I heard the sound of a jar opening... and a sticky sound. "Just relax honey, I'm going to make you feel good inside..." She whispered. She asked me to move my hips for her... just as I did I felt a sharp pain inside me... where from? It felt like my ass was on fire.... It was my bum... she had slipped her fingers inside me... I tried to resist... "I don't think I like that...". I said. "Don't worry, I'll stop if want... I want to fuck you like a girl... I want you feel what its like to have something inside you... to feel like a girl, inside and out." She whispered and I submitted to her persuasions. While she slipped her fingers in and out of me... she continued to kiss me, to stroke my hair... to kiss my neck and squeeze my nipples. The pain in my rear soon died away to be replaced by the most delicious slippy feminine feelings... words do not describe how exquisite her loving attentions were... Her movements built to a peak with mine... I loved her, I wanted her, I loved her wanting me like this, pleasuring me so intimately... I loved wearing her clothes... I loved being her girl... Finally, she reached over to the very tip of my now soft penis with her spare hand and seemed to tickle or flick the very top of it in time to the rhythm of her fingers inside me. I exploded in a rain of feminine pleasure... my breasts, my lips, my pelvis all seemed to tingle at once... and I came... at last I came! Again and again! I writhed in waves of pleasure through every part of my body... till every bit of love juice had been squeezed from inside me... All the while, Alexa lay against me drinking in every ripple of pleasure coursing between us. Whispering... "Darling... darling girl..." We collapsed in a cuddly bundle together and lay until the sunlight began to fade from the window. Alexa finally peeled herself away from me and stood up. She leaned over to me and neatly removed the now wet silk scarf from my groin... For all my pleasure, there wasn't a spare drop spilled anywhere else but the scarf! She was an amazing woman! I stood up and straightened my dress and hair. She looked at me with a loving smile. "See, having sex as a girl is much more fun isn't it! And much less messy! Did you enjoy it darling?" "Oh Alexa... What can I say... I'm in heaven... but what about you? Don't you want to come too? Can't I do anything to please you, like you have for me?" "Silly! Don't you think I enjoyed myself too! Anyway, now you know how to make love like a girl...you'll know how to make love to me! ... and we've got lots more clothes to play with... it can be my turn tomorrow..." End (for now!) From Jessie **To Fictionmania reviewers** Thanks for the great feedback I've had from posting the first story on Fictionmania. Hope you like this one too. It's meant to be a fun read... and yes, a little less boring! Visit my friend Lauren's site and hear her story too.