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Spring Break
By Ricky
I suppose it's rather trite to say your first time with
a woman can sets the pattern sets the pattern for
your whole life. I know it was true for me, but the
pattern included more than sex, it changed my
whole attitude toward women and life. I was 18 and very
green, having grown up in a rather
conservative family, and had only dated a few times
since entering college. Away from home and
despite the normal adolescent male longing to find out
what was under those feminine clothes I had
never even come close to finding out. Then Mary came
into my life and it was never to be the same
again.
We met in a small theater production at school, both of
us aspiring actors. She was an "Older
Woman" of 20, and I was flattered and excited to be with
her in public. I was staying over spring
break as home was too far away to return for a week, and
she lived in town. I tried my best to be John
Wayne or Clint Eastward flirting through dinner and a
movie, trying to impress her with my manly
demeanor. To my amazement she suggested we go back to
her place at only a hint from me. I was
horny and amazed and readily agreed, and when I found
out her family was gone for the weekend and
we were alone the fantasies flamed in my head.
Hindsight tells me she was gently but firmly leading me
to the bedroom with great finesse, but at the
time I could hardly believe how forceful and macho I was
to seduce this vision. I tried hard to be cool
and experienced while undressing her, but the infamous
bra hook almost defeated me. We were soon
in her bed where she slowed my raging passions as she
taught me how to pleasure her. I fear I erupted
in her hand when she first touched my rigid cock,
putting quite a dent in my image as macho seducer.
But she joyfully milked my juices and in time her loving
touch and friendly understanding were able
to revive me to fill her hot cunt with my manhood. It
was comic and passionate and a wonderful way
to learn about sex.
Well, at least until we heard a car pull up in the
driveway and a cheerful whistle walk up the sidewalk.
The stark terror of being caught soon washed away the
languid feelings after our mutual pleasure.
There was no way out of the small house, my car in the
drive clearly told her parents she had
company and the back door was opening before we could
remove the bedclothes, let alone get
dressed. I have to hand it to Mary, she was cool under
fire and quickly grabbed two nightgowns from
her dresser, put one on and handed me the other.
"You're a girlfriend from college that dropped in
unexpectedly, just get under the covers and fake it!"
I quickly put on the nightgown, stuffed it strategically
with my shirt and pulled the covers over me.
My inability to raise a beard and long hair were
unexpected assets, but could we get away with this?
We had barely hidden my clothes when her mother knocked
at the door to explain their plans had
fallen through and they would be home for the weekend
after all. Mary coolly introduced me as Jan
and lied six ways from Sunday. Feigning sleepiness I
mumbled something in a high voice and we
were soon alone again.
Then the realization set in, I was going to have to
spend the night with Mary! She rolled over and
gave me a hearty squeeze and we nearly asphyxiated
trying to smother our laughter. Soon I felt her
hands lifting the hem of my nightgown and caressing my
crotch. I felt my no longer virgin cock begin
to rise in response to her delicate fingers, but she
surprised me by burrowing under the covers and
placing her mouth around my cock.
I had heard about this, but never dreamed I would get a
blowjob the first time I was with a woman.
She really knew her stuff; at first I felt just the
tiniest sensation at the tip of my pecker. She was
flicking the tip of her tongue lightly over my hole, and
I felt my entire body contract. Then came an
indescribable feeling of warmth as her soft lips began
to cover my rod, sucking and nuzzling me. She
slowly worked down my shaft and then back up and I
moaned with the feelings. She removed her
mouth long enough to remind me to be quiet and returned
to work.
She licked me up one side and down the other, sucked
first one ball and then the other, and finally
took both my aching balls in her mouth at once. I
couldn't believe how good it felt, the fire that was
burning in my groin. I threw back the covers so I could
watch and was entranced by her blonde hair
sprang up and down as she slid along my aching cock. I
realized I was still wearing her nightgown but
the slippery fabric seemed to caress me as tenderly as
her luscious lips. She played me like an
enchanted instrument, coaxing forth my cum as she licked
my glans, then backing off to nibble at the
root of my cock until I gradually relaxed, then hungrily
engulfing my whole member with her greedy
mouth and sucking deeply.
All too soon I felt my cum rising past the point of no
return and she happily swallowed my load as I
strained to hold in the triumphant cry I wanted to let
out. Shaken, I lay there and once again was
aware of the nightgown I wore, and couldn't believe that
I, who had so recently been gloating over my
macho way with women, could enjoy being passive and
receiving, not macho at all.
Kissing me, I could taste the salty flavor of my cum on
her lips, and she asked me to return the favor.
Perhaps it was my newfound appreciation of being
receptive, I wanted to give her as much pleasure as
I could, but I didn't know how. I amazed myself by
admitting to her I had never had sex before and I
didn't know what to do. She laughed and hugged me, and
gently pushed my head to her crotch. She
pulled up her own nightgown and spread her legs,
brushing back her golden bush to reveal moist, pink
cunt lips that were dripping with moisture.
"Just start licking and listen to me, I'll tell you what
feels best."
So that's just what I did. Her fragrance was divine,
musky and sweet, and I gingerly outlined her
exposed folds with my tongue. She sighed in obvious
pleasure and I got bolder, working my tongue
into the slit between her cunt lips, and sliding up and
down. I soon learned what she liked, and every
time I neared her throbbing clit she made a soft, low
growl of happiness.
Within minutes I had worked a finger up her soaking
vagina and was eagerly running my tongue over
her cunt, sucking her clit and wiggling my finger deep
in her warmth. As she began to move her hips I
concentrated on her clitoris, as that seemed to be the
most sensitive spot, and soon she was bucking
and strangling her cries of pleasure so as not to be
heard outside the room. At last she gave a
convulsive heave and I knew she was coming, I held on as
best I could and sucked for all I was worth
as she gave in to wave after wave of orgasm. We curled
up together and slept the rest of the night in
each other's arms.
We woke late in the morning to the sounds of the rest of
her family moving about. In the light of day
Mary's ruse began to fray a bit. How was I going to get
out of the house when her family thought I
was a girl? I didn't want to get her in trouble, not
after last night, but I couldn't live in her bedroom
forever, could I?
With a curious grin she said there was only one way out
- if I was a good enough actor. She dug in her
bureau and handed me a bra and panties, telling me to
put them on while she found something for me
to wear. My severely bruised macho reared up, but as I
was standing there in her nightgown at the
time I was pleading a rather weak case even to myself.
So after a shower and a shave I donned her rather too
small underclothes (she had to help me with the
bra hooks), stuffed the cups with stockings and slid
into the college uniform of jeans and baggy
sweatshirt. A little makeup and nail polish and the
result was amazing. I stared into the mirror and
saw a casually dressed college girl staring back.
How I managed to make it through breakfast that morning
is beyond recall, but I summoned all my
acting skills and pulled it off. I tried to keep
conversation to a minimum, but her family kept asking
questions and I had to answer. Mary just grinned and
winked at me, enjoying my discomfort at this
impromptu performance. I got a small taste of her
audacity and impulsiveness when she asked her
folks if it was all right for Jan to spend the break
week with them. I nearly swallowed my tongue at
that, but what could I do? I swear that diabolical woman
just grinned wider and loved every minute of
it. As soon as we finished eating she excused us to go
shopping and I eagerly escaped to my car.
She was serious, though, we did go shopping for clothes.
For me. We haunted the second hand stores
and in a few hours she had assembled a wardrobe to get
me through the week. Bras, balloons to stuff
it with, panty hose, even a corset just for kicks.
Dresses, slips, a nightgown and such. I swear, by the
time we were done I was starting to look foreword to the
week as a female, and not just for the
challenge of fooling her family. That night she had me
model my new clothes, and I was never more
turned on in my life.
The soft and slippery fabric seemed to crackle with
electricity as she touched me, smoothing, pinning,
and fitting to make the clothes fit my body. It wasn't
long before my erection made any kind of
deception impossible, but she simply dropped to her
knees, took the pins out of her mouth and slid my
dick in. I was in heaven as I stood there in bra and
slip while she caressed my balls and sucked my
dick. Once again I felt her lips surround my manhood
with a ring of fire, her cheeks sunken as she
sucked deep, coaxing my sperm to come out and flood her
mouth. I could just see her blonde curls
bobbing past my bra, which was shaking wildly as she
sucked my cock, driving my hips back and
forth with the force of her suction.
I could feel the cum riding in my balls and pulled free
of her embrace, grabbing at her jeans and
pulling them down. Pulling my slip out of the way I
knelt behind her and drove my dick into her
sopping cunt, feeling her hot, young pussy surround my
aching member. With each thrust I penetrated
her willing snatch as deeply as I could, driving her
foreword on her knees as she grunted in animal
passion. I could feel the weight in my bra snapping back
and forth with my thrusts, the feminine
contrast to the masculine lust driving me wild as I
pounded into her.
At last I came, blasting my cum deep into her, filling
her snatch with thick, white juice until it began
to drip on the floor beneath us. I was weak, hardly able
to stay upright as I held on to her ass cheeks
for dear life. At last my prick shrank and slipped from
her pussy and we crawled to the bed, pausing
only to put on our nightgowns, and slept again in each
other's arms.
I will always remember that golden week together. She
was a gentle and loving teacher as she
schooled me in feminine ways by day and passionate sex
by night. Within days I grew confident
within her family, to the point where we all went out to
dinner together and her father escorted me by
the arm through the restaurant doors. I was quickly able
to do my own makeup, hiding my mercifully
sparse facial hair.
We explored the town, two girls on a fling and going
everywhere together, even into the ladies room.
In an amazingly short time I felt I had been wearing a
bra and panties all my life; they felt right,
somehow. They enhanced our lovemaking, there is nothing
quite like sliding stocking clad legs past
each other, feeling the tug of a garter belt as we
fucked each other in as many ways as we could think
of. All the while her family accepted me as a girlfriend
and were none the wiser.
At last it was Sunday night, with school and normality
looming in the morning. I started to get
undressed for bed but Mary stopped me. I was wearing the
corset and stockings as a kind of farewell
to all things feminine, but Mary wanted to enjoy the
contrast of my clothing and body one more time
before it ended. Her hands began to rove up and down my
dress, caressing my body through the silky
material. In very little time her hands were sliding
over the nylon of my panties to trace the outline of
my balls, and then sneaking under the elastic and
teasing my cock.
I lay back, feeling the weight of my stuffed bra against
my chest, reveling as she stroked my cock and
fingered my balls. I could see my pecker standing proud
and tall as I looked through the cleavage of
my bra, and was ready to bury it in her snatch. But not
quite yet. Sliding down on the bed I moved her
over and began to slowly unbutton her blouse. Sliding
the strap of her bra sensuously down her
shoulder I exposed her tit and her deep brown areola. I
gently surrounded it with my lips, letting the
warmth of my mouth cover her breast, slowly moving my
tongue in circles around her nipple.
I could sense her excitement growing and feel her nipple
grow and fill my mouth as I teased and
flattered it with my tongue. Reaching down I covered the
warmth of her snatch with my left hand and
began to massage her clit through the covering of matted
hair and pantyhose. My hand slid carefully
over her mound, teasing and tormenting her with enough
pressure to be tantalizing but not enough to
bring on an orgasm. I timed my sucking and rubbing so as
my tongue passed over her nipple I passed
over her clit and pressed just a little bit harder. I
could feel her hips starting to move, her back begin
to lift from the bed as I worked her into a frenzy.
Faster now, and harder, I rubbed and sucked, reveling in
the hot flesh of a passionate woman moving
beneath me. Still careful to control our cries of
passion with the family nearby I rhythmically sucked
her breast and rubbed her crotch until with a quiet
grunt of ardor she exploded in orgasm, driving her
tit upward into my mouth and thrashing her hips.
Swinging her ass over the side of the bed I once
again lifted my skirt and slip, pulled down my panties
and drove my cock into her waiting muff. She
forced her ass back at my engorged organ and I thrust
into her again and again, feeling the wonderful
pressure of my completely feminine outfit as I rammed my
manhood into her. Each thrust pushed her
into the soft mattress and she sprung back to cover my
cock as I pulled back, our fucking creating
waves of motion in the bed.
At last I drove deeper than ever as I felt a geyser of
sperm erupt from my pulsing pecker to wash the
walls of her cunt with sperm. I kept driving on and on
as each pulse racked my body until my cock
was erect no more and I could no longer penetrate even
her well lubricated cunt.
In the morning I once again donned the ambiguous jeans
and sweatshirt to facilitate my return to
masculine life once more. In my dorm room I removed my
bra and panties and felt somehow
undressed without them.
That was 20 years ago now, and my wife Mary and I still
laugh at our audacious week together. Of
course my in-laws know that Jan and I are one and the
same, and are very accepting however I am
dressed when we visit. Our sex lives are just as
passionate as when we first discovered each other and
life is very good to us.
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