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Guinea Pig - Part Four
After her extraordinary experience with Kevin, Petra felt wonderful. He
had spent much of the night licking her boots and satisfying her. When
he left he begged for her to call him and take control of him again.
Petra smiled thinking about the fun she could have with him.
Claire called the next morning to say that she had decided against
having another round of treatment from Dr. Stan. The doctor had said
that her decision was not irreversible, that she could have a new round
of treatments in a few months if she wished, but that having a third
treatment might make her retain her female form for ever. Already on
the phone Claire?s voice was deeper than before. The change would take
several days and Claire would be Albert once again. Sad as she was at
the loss of her companion, Petra knew that Claire had to make the
decision that was best for her. Petra also wondered how she would
approach the decision when it was in front of her.
Petra wandered around the apartment in an anxious state, trying to
decided what to do. She was a bit horny again, thinking about her time
with Kevin, and at the same time missing what she had enjoyed with
Claire. Distractedly she drifted into Claire?s room and opened the
closet. Everything was gone! She looked in the drawers of the bureau
and they too were bare. Apparently Claire had taken all her things
after she made her decision on the chance that she might change her
mind and one day return as Claire. It was as if Claire had committed a
huge ?purge? while she tried to take stock of her life. After a few
minutes Petra realized that the most immediate impact to her of this
purge was that her wardrobe had now shrunk considerably. That meant
only one thing ? back to the mall!
At first Petra wasn?t overly excited about the idea of shopping, it was
more of a necessity than anything else that she was going. For that
reason she wore some sweatpants, a loose top and sneakers. The idea of
getting all 'glammed up' just didn?t appeal to her at the moment. Petra
drove down the highway letting the wind blow through her hair and
letting cares fly away with the wind. As she parked at the mall she
felt a little better. She resolved not to head straight to the Nine
West store to tease Ron and maybe play with him.
The mall was beginning to fill with shoppers and she just window
shopped for a while. As she passed the pink windows of Victoria?s
Secret Petra remembered that one item she lost with Claire?s departure
was underwear. Gliding into the store and letting the perfumed smell
waft over her as her eyes roamed over the pink, red, white, and black
lingerie on display Petra felt a sense of calm come over her. The
calmness was interrupted as Petra was addressed by Barb, the middle
aged sales lady.
?Well, hello again dear. Seems we keep running into each other,? Barb
cooed, ?how can I help you today, hon?? As was the case at their past
meetings, Barb was perched on stiletto heels and her outfit was a
classy, Talbots type skirt and low cut blouse. Her luscious breasts
and their cleavage were displayed, with obvious pride, in the scoop of
her top. Barb reminded Petra of Katie Couric, the news anchor. Petite,
pretty and sexy! ?Everything ok dear? You don?t seem you?re usual self
today.?
Nervously Petra replied, ?I - I?m fine, why?? What did this woman sense
about her?
?It?s just that the past two times we?ve met you?ve been so lady like
and sensuous in your appearance and today, if you?ll pardon me hon,
you?re rather drab.?
?Oh, I?m just a little down I guess, my friend is away for a while.?
?Well, let me be your friend and let?s see what we can do to improve
your day,? Barb offered brightly. She slipped her arm through Petra?s
and asked, ?What were you looking for today??
?As boring as it sounds, I was looking for underwear, just basic
panties.?
Barb laughed, ?Hey, we all need the basics hon. Come with me.? Again
Barb led Petra to the large dressing room at the rear of the store.
?You wait here, I?ll fetch a selection for you.? After only a few short
minutes she returned with her hands full. Whether it was from
running around the store or something else Petra didn?t know, but
Barb?s nipples were clearing poking against the fabric of her blouse.
Oddly, as if in sympathy, Petra?s nipples hardened too. ?I picked out a
few styles especially for you,? Barb said, not out of breath at
all. ?I want you to find the ones that are most comfortable for you,
then we?ll find the color selection you need. I went a size up to
accommodate you, hope you don?t mind.? Accommodate me, Petra thought
to herself. What does she mean?
Sensing Petra?s question Barb whispered, ?It?s ok hon. I love what
you?re doing and I want you to feel as pretty as you are.?
?You know??
?Of course, sweetie. You think I?d be in this business and not know? I
love it, and I?m happy for you. May I?? Barb reached out to take hold
of the waistband of Petra?s shirt and began to lift. Petra just nodded
yes. After wriggling out of the shirt, she stepped out of her sneakers
as Barb loosened the drawstring at her waist and slid the sweatpants
down. Petra had worn a thong and her clitty was held back and between
her cheeks. Petra noted that Barb?s nipples were even larger and more
apparent now. Barb?s hands caressed her hips and thighs as she
looked up into Petra?s eyes.
Without a word her arms encircled Petra?s waist and her lips placed
delicate kisses on her breasts. Petra?s nipples were aching as she felt
Barb?s hands cup her cheeks and a finger slide under the thong to tease
the head of her clitty. Then there was a knock on the dressing room
door! ?Busy,? Barb replied quickly in a voice muffled by mammary. Petra
held Barb?s head and moved her right nipple to her mouth. She could not
help but let out a moaning sigh as Barb?s lips encircled the protruding
point of flesh and gently kneaded it between them.
Precum had begun to ooze from Petra?s clit and Barb?s finger swirled
around and over the head. As Barb continued to pleasure and torment her
at the same time Petra, through the fog of her arousal, began to remove
Barb?s blouse. A soft bite on her nipple sent a shock wave through
Petra and she sat on the small bench in the dressing room. Barb hiked
up her skirt and slid forward, straddling Petra?s thighs. Petra peeled
back Barb?s blouse revealing two beautiful breasts in a demi cup, push
up bra. Exposed nipples pointed straight out, almost demanding
attention. Petra pulled Barb to her and lowered her face between the
breasts, then hungrily attacked her nipple.
Barb?s engorged nipple was as big as a finger and about an inch long.
Petra loved the feeling of it in her mouth and the feeling of the soft
flesh of the breast on her face. Especially comforting were the gentle
caresses Barb was applying to Petra?s hair and neck. Petra lost all
other feelings except for a sense of calm and sweetness. Her attention
to the nipple changed from hunger to love. Pressing her face deeper
against Barb?s breast, as if trying to move into her, Petra made love
to the nipple. Barb?s reactions, gentle coos and sighs, let her
know she was on the right path.
At that moment Petra wished she had a real pussy so that she could feel
the reactions to this lovers embrace. She was clearly aroused and
excited by the physical sensations she was encountering but she was
also feeling things on a more emotional level. Perhaps it was the
hormones Dr. Stan had used, perhaps it was the time she had spent as a
woman, maybe it was something else, but Petra wanted, at this moment,
to be completely a woman. A few tears fell from her eyes as she thought
about the limbo in which she now lived, for all appearances a beautiful
woman, yet not really a complete woman.
?What?s wrong sweetie?? Barb?s gentle whisper pierced Petra?s thoughts.
?Are you crying??
?I?m sorry Barb, just kinda caught myself off guard,? Petra said
softly.
?I?m right here for you hon,? Barb said and held her a little tighter
while kissing her face gently. Petra thought of how strange this all
was. Locked in a dressing room in a store at a mall, tall Petra
enfolded in the embrace of little Barb, being comforted by a woman who
could be her mother. Looking into Barb?s eyes Petra saw only sweetness
and a gentle, loving look. ?Maybe shopping isn?t what you need today
dear. Maybe you just need some girl time. I have the early shift today,
I?m done in about an hour. If you can hold on that long we could go
back to my place and relax and talk.?
Without even thinking about it Petra replied, ?I?d love that.?
Kissing her softly on the cheek and rubbing her arm with a tender touch
Barb said, ?Go get a manicure or a pedicure or something that makes you
feel good, then meet me back here in about an hour.? Barb buttoned up
her blouse and helped Petra back into her sweats. Barb slipped out the
door, blowing a little kiss to Petra on the way as Petra put her
seakers back on.
An hour and a half later, after spending some time in a tanning booth
and having her nails done Petra returned to the VS store. Barb was
chatting at the register and her face lit up when she saw Petra. She
said a hasty good bye and walked over, linking her arm through
Petras. ?Do you have a car?? she asked.
?Yes.?
?Well why don?t you follow me.? And Barb described her car and gave a
general sense of where they were going. 25 minutes later Barb turned
into the driveway of small Cape, painted white with light blue trim,
set on a quiet street with nice trees all around. ?I got the big house
in the divorce,? she explained as they walked to the side door, ?but I
sold it. I like this better, plus it gave me a little extra cash.? She
laughed a little giggle and unlocked the door. They entered a kitchen
that was neat and clean, as was the rest of the house. Off the kitchen
were a dining room, a living room and down a short hall past a bathroom
and den that probably was originally a bedroom. ?Coffee? Tea? Something
stronger?? Barb offered.
?What are you having?? Petra asked.
?Tea?
?Make it two then?
?Head on down to the den, take your shoes off and get comfy. I?ll be in
in a jiff.? Petra walked down the hall and into the den. It was warm,
cozy and comfortable. Clearly a woman lived here but it was not
feminine, just nicely comfortable. Petra took off her sneakers and
sat on the couch, pulling her feet up under her. There were big pillows
all over the place and Petra felt as if she sank into the couch. Barb
arrived with a small tray with tea, milk, sugar and a few cookies and
placed them on the coffee table. She kicked off her heels and curled
herself into the couch opposite Petra. ?Help yourself hon,? she said as
she lifted a cup to her lips. Barb watched Petra over the rim of her
cup as she sipped. As Petra settled back with her tea she looked up at
Barb and said, ?Would you mind if I kind of spilled a few things to
you? I feel as though I need to talk to someone.?
?I would absolutely love that. I would be happy to be your confidant,?
Barb listened quietly as Petra told the whole story of Dr. Stan, the
procedure, Claire and some of the exploits that she had been involved
in. Barb interrupted with questions at a few points about how the
effects of the procedure felt and the like. After several cups of tea
and a lot of talking Petra felt a bit relieved. They both had put down
their tea cups during the time and Barb had moved closer to Petra. When
Petra finished she rose up on her knees and leaned in to her. Placing
her lips gently on Petra?s she gave her the sweetest, softest kiss. Her
little tongue gently emerged and swept it?s way over Petra?s lips and
into her mouth. Not in a rough, invasive way but in soft, loving
enjoining of the two of them.
Without a word Petra peeled off Barbara?s blouse and bra and then her
own. She wanted to feel the warmth of another body next to hers. Their
breasts fit together and the nipples momentarily toyed with each other
as they came together. Their arms swept out, each around the other?s
back to gently hold each other close. Petra slowly laid back, pulling
Barb with her. Almost reflexively she parted her legs and wrapped them
around Barb?s thighs, holding her. They continued to kiss. Soft, deep
lovers kisses. When they broke from their kiss Barb was looking into
Petra?s eyes. ?I want to be for you, whatever I can be for you,?
she breathed.
?I think I need you to be both a lover and a mother for me.?
?I can do that.?
A soft rain had begun to fall outside and the late afternoon was
getting gray. Barb stood up and held out her hand. She led Petra
upstairs to her bedroom. Here it was clear that this was a woman?s
room. While not overly lacy or frilly the room was very feminine and
the odd skirt here, pump there left no chance that anyone but a woman
lived her. Turning on a soft small light in the corner of the room Barb
turned to Petra. Wordlessly Barb stripped naked and slipped between the
sheets of her bed, holding out her hand for Petra to join her.
Petra took off her pants but left the thong on. She joined Barb between
the soft sheets and fell into her embrace. Their lips again met each
other and they kissed. Time stopped being real, for how long they
kissed Petra did not know. She merely reveled in the sensations of her
breasts touching another set of breasts, her lips being met by the
softest, sweetest kisses she had ever known and the butterfly light
touch of Barb?s fingertips on her skin. Snuggling into Barb?s neck
Petra whispered one word, ?Mom.?
?Yes dear, I?m here.? Petra fell asleep.
When she awoke it was dark outside, the rain was falling quite heavily.
The room was dark, except for the faint light in the corner. She felt
warm and safe enveloped in the softness of the bed. Barb had her head
propped up on one hand. She was watching Petra and lightly stroking her
hair. ?I never had a daughter,? she said, ?I always wanted one.? Petra
felt wonderful that Barb would even think of her as a daughter.
?Anyone would be so lucky to have you,? Petra sighed. Barb?s head
dipped toward Petra and they kissed a deep kiss. Petra moved her hand
up to caress Barb?s face but she collided with her breast. As if on
it?s own her hand cupped the flesh and molded it, pressing it against
her chest, then teasing the nipple with her palm. Barb sighed a long,
low exhale. She put her hand on top of Petra?s and pressed it hard into
her breast, kneading the flesh and grinding the nipple. Petra moved her
lips to the other nipple and kissed it. Another deep exhalation.
Her tongue toyed with the nip an then she sucked it into her mouth.
?Yessssssssssssssssss,? was all Barb could hiss and her hips began to
moved in circles. Petra moved from her breasts to her hip, kissing her
way over Barb?s ribs to the hip bone as her hand slipped between her
thighs and toyed with her ass cheeks. A finger entered the crack
between them and moved to her rosebud. Meanwhile her kisses entered the
fur of Barb?s crotch and she buried her nose into the tangle of curly
brown hair. Petra?s actions had begun a fever in Barb and she now was
moaning where once she was sighing. They moved into a position allowing
Petra full access to Barbara?s pussy. Petra tried to kiss the petal
like lips with as much tenderness as Barb had used on Petra?s mouth.
Barb would have none of it however, and spread her lips with one hand
as she urged Petra to her clit with the other. Petra?s tongue searched
the folds and depths of Barb?s pussy for the sweet nectar that flowed
from inside. With cat like licks and deep penetrations she lapped up
as much of the juice as she could. Then her tongue glided upward
between the soft lips to find the hard nubbin of her clit. Petra made
love to that point of pleasure, bring this woman to a slow building and
hard releasing orgasm.
Barb seemed energized from the excitement and quickly moved on top of
Petra, kissing her deeply and firmly. Her hands roamed Petra?s body,
toying with her breasts and nipples, fingering her ass and squeezing
her cheeks. Then, looking up at Petra as if to ask permission she slid
her fingers under the waistband of the thong. ?Please,? was all Petra
could say. Barb worked the thong over Petra?s hips and ass and to her
thighs. Petra?s clit sprang from it?s containment, smacking into the
underside of Barb?s left boob. Barb glided forward, trapping the clit
between her stomach and Petra?s as she kissed her nipples. Moving
farther up to kiss Petra?s lips her furry patch teased the head of the
clit. Petra moaned hungrily. Barb reached back and placed the head at
her opening.
Petra felt the slick warmth of her pussy engulf her clit as Barb sat
back. Barb arched her back and rode the rigid pole, grinding as hard as
she could against it until she was shaking with another orgasm.
Collapsing on top of Petra she reached between them to diddle her clit
with Petra?s long, hard clit still inside her. ?Can you cum sweetie??
she whispered.
?Yes, and I need to!? Petra laughed.
?Then have your way with me!? Barb yelled as she sat up, flinging her
arms open wide. Petra swung Barb onto her back and Barb obligingly put
her heels on Petra?s shoulders. With long, hard thrusts Petra fucked
Barb with her big clit until she could feel the pressure building. With
an incredible explosion she burst forth into Barb?s sweet pussy,
filling it with her hot, sticky fluid. ?Stay inside me,? Barb pleaded.
Petra fell to the bed beside Barb and rolled her on top, her clit still
deep in Barb?s pussy. Barb nuzzled her neck and teased a nipple. ?God
are you wonderful!? she exclaimed, ?Can I fuck you sometime??
Petra laughed thinking about the romp they had just enjoyed. ?No, I
mean it. Can I fuck you sometime??
?What do you mean? Be on top, ride me??
?No, I mean use a cock and fuck you in your pussy.?
?Yes,? was all Petra could think to say. As she listened to the rain
outside Petra felt a chill. She pulled Barb closer, the blankets up
higher and drifted off to sleep.
In the morning Petra awoke alone in bed. Barb was in the kitchen and
the smell of coffee was making it?s way up stairs and into the bedroom.
It was still grey outside and Petra snuggled deeper in the warm bed.
Barb appeared in the doorway wearing a pink satin robe, bedroom mules
with a 3? heel and red feathers over the instep that matched her red
toe and fingernails. Seeing Petra was awake she struck a pose, leaning
against the doorframe, one arm extended above her on the frame and one
hand on her jutting hip. Smiling a sexy little smile Barb said, ?Hello
there.?
Petra snaked a hand out from under the warm covers and spoke. ?Join
me?? Barb started forward, untying the robe sash as she moved forward.
As the robe fell open she playfully kicked off the mules. The robe
slipped from her shoulders, revealing a pretty red teddie.
?Hope I?m not too cold,? Barb said as she slid in next to Petra and
molded her body to hers. Barb?s skin was cool but warmed quickly and
Petra smothered her with a long, passionate kiss. ?Good morning.?
?Good morning to you.? Locked in each other?s arms, legs entwined the
two lovers kissed deeply, sensuously and passionately. ?I can?t stay,?
Barb breathed in Petra?s ear as she broke their kiss, ?I need to get
ready and go to work.?
Call in sick? Petra begged. ?I wish I could hon, but I need to go in.
One of the girls will be out on vacation today and I?m sure we?ll be
busy.? Barb wriggled her way down Petra?s body until she could place
kisses on her breasts, not lustful but delicate, loving kisses. ?Stay
here, wait for me?? Barb almost seemed to be pleading as she spoke the
words.
?Why don?t I meet you at the store? We can have dinner together and
then ?? Petra stopped, not knowing if she should go on.
?Come back here together for the night?? Barb finished Petra?s sentence
the way Petra had hoped it would end.
?Oh Yes!? Petra gushed.
?Want to help me get ready?? Barb asked as she peeled back the covers.
With a slightly quizzical look Petra nodded yes. Following Barb into
the bathroom Petra was aware of how good Barb?s body looked as her firm
ass bounced and hips swayed sexily with each step. Barb turned on the
shower to warm it up and turned to face Petra. She slid the thin straps
off her shoulders and let the teddie slink it?s way down her body and
over her legs to the floor.
Without the bra her breasts showed a bit of sag and they spilled a bit
to the sides but they were truly beautiful and capped by two thick,
dark rose-brown nipples that seemed to be either hard or harder every
time Petra looked. Between Barb?s thighs was thick patch of light brown
hair in a tangle of curls. While not trimmed it was clear that Barb
kept her bush within her panty line. Petra began to move forward to
wrap her arms around Barb. She wanted to kiss her all over ? mouth,
nipples, breasts, tummy, bush, thighs and on and on.
?You?ll make me late!? Barb protested as she swept back the shower
curtain and placed her foot in the tub. ?Coming in?? she asked
playfully. Not needing anymore of an invitation Petra stepped into the
tub and felt the hot water on her legs. Barb stepped fully under the
cascade and let it soak her hair and body. Petra reached for shampoo,
squirted some in her hand and began to work it into a lather in Barb?s
locks. Barb closed her eyes and stood pressed against Petra. Petra
moved forward, pressing Barb back into the flow with her body.
Again Barb let the shower engulf her and Petra watched as a puddle of
water and suds formed on and between her breasts and Barb?s chest.
Reaching for conditioner Petra worked a generous amount into Barb?s
hair and then playfully made 'shower horns'. Barb tried to 'ram' Petra
with her horns, jabbing the points into Petra?s breasts. ?Let me do
you,? Barb offered. Given the differences in their heights Petra
decided to kneel so that Barb could work more easily. Kneeling before
Barb, Petra pressed her face into Barb?s tummy as she felt the fingers
glide through her hair. Petra found a bar of soap and began to run it
all over Barb, reaching through her thighs to soap and lather her ass
and pussy.
?Cut that out!? Barb whined, ?you?re getting me going again! And my
pussy is quite clean by now.? Petra didn?t really realize how much
attention she had been paying to Barb?s lips and fur with the soap and
her fingers.
?Just can?t help myself sweets,? Petra laughed. As they both rinsed off
the foam of suds and bubbles ran all over their bodies.
?And now the last bit? Barb announced as she grabbed a bottle and one
of those new three bladed razors. ?Every girl?s bane, leg and pit
hair.? Squeezing a stripe of goo onto her leg Barb worked it into a
thick covering. ?I made this myself, lots of aloe and moisturizers,
some mild soaps and some other stuff to hold it together. Works like a
charm. Would you do the honors?? Barb asked as she handed the razor to
Petra. Leaning back against the shower wall Barb slid down until her
ass rested on the lip of the tub. She placed her foot between Petra?s
boobs, offering her leg for the shave. Gently, and with great fear of
nicking Barb?s beautiful legs Petra began to stroke the razor over the
smooth skin.
?Don?t worry hon, you?re doing fine,? Barb said, sensing Petra?s
nervousness. The act of shaving Barb?s legs began to have another
effect on Petra. For some reason she began to become very aroused.
After finishing one leg she waited while Barb changed legs, and the
foot between her breasts, and then slathered the lotion onto the new
leg. Her excitement was rising rapidly, as was her clit. As she shaved
the second leg she could feel precum oozing from her pee hole. As she
completed the last pass Petra bent her head, cradled Barb?s foot and
sucked on a few of her toes. Barb, too, had been affected as one of her
hands was busy toying deep in her crotch.
?Oh you bitch,? Barb sighed, ?I have to go, and I so want to stay.?
Gently disengaging her toes from Petra?s mouth she stood, gave a final
rinse and stepped out. Petra followed and found a nice thick towel
offered with which to dry off.
?You?re incredible,? Barb said in a musky voice. ?I?m going to be wet
all day. Please don?t stand me up tonight, I couldn?t bear it.?
?No possible way, I want you too bad.?
Moving back into the bedroom, Barb selected panties, a demi bra, a
short skirt, a silk blouse and 4? heels, her standard uniform. Petra?s
arousal had not subsided as she watched Barb sheath herself in
undergarments from Victoria?s Secret and skirt and blouse from Talbots.
She looked like the sexiest Mom you could imagine. Pretty face, great
figure and well dressed it was no surprise that guys, and obviously the
girls, would want her. Without realizing it, Petra had been flat out
staring at Barb as she applied her makeup. When Barb turned and her
pretty face now included glossy lips and lightly shadowed eyes Petra
was entranced further.
Only when she realized that Barb was talking again and staring at her
clit did she snap to. ?? do about that?? Barb finished as Petra finally
heard her voice. Looking down Petra saw that there was a long thread of
precum falling from her clit that suspended a drop of the fluid a foot
from the floor. Barb came forward and using one finger transferred the
thread to her finger. Raising her hand in the air she extended her
tongue and lowered the drop, and the thread, into her mouth, finishing
by licking her finger. She pushed Petra, who was weak as a kitten, back
until her knees buckled from impact with the edge of the bed and she
was lying on her back. Barb bent over, placed her mouth on the head of
Petra?s clit and began to suck.
At the same time she wrapped both hands around the shaft and began to
stroke. Petra exploded in now time, pumping jet after jet of cum into
Barb?s vacuuming mouth. As the pulses subsided, Barb milked the last
drops from the long shaft. ?Looks like I?ll have to do my lips again?
she giggled. ?See you tonight.? And off she went.
?Have a good day Mom,? Petra called.
?You too dear? came the reply.
End of Part 4
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