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TERRY'S CHANGE ? by: Teddie S I meet Jill. We attend a regular monthly party, with about 10 other couples and a few singles. These parties were just a big barbeque, swim party, and just a fun time. No kids, just adults. This group has been friends for a number of years, with a few additions over the years. We had a new single girl start attending a few months ago. Her name is Jill and she is very beautiful, long legs, a nice body that looks good in a bikini, a clear complexion that doesn't need much makeup, and gorgeous auburn hair. Of course she was a hit with all the guys from the start. The girls were a little stand offish for awhile, but some of us have warmed up to her in more ways than one. My story starts at one of these parties. Jill and I were the only ones in the pool and were just floating around sipping our drinks and enjoying small talk. When out of the blue Jill says, "Cathy, have you ever been with another woman?" I just looked at her for a minute and just said, "No. I'd never thought much about it. Why?" "It can be a very interesting experience. I tried it a few times in college. You might want to think on it, it could be fun." And with a little smile, she swam away. On the way home, I guess I was a little quite, as my husband, Terry, asked, "Your quiet, something wrong?" "No, just thinking about a conversation that I had with the new girl, Jill." "Care to share?" "No, it was just girl talk. And, it got me to thinking about a few things." Oh boy, did it get me thinking. I've always been curious about sex with another girl, but had never acted on it, even though I had a number of chances. Lunch with Desert Later that week Helen Marsh called and invited me to lunch on Friday, with a few other close friends. This was a little unusual, because we usually didn't see each other except at the barbeques. But, it could be fun and it would get me out of the house for a few hours. I arrived at Helen's on that Friday and there were two other cars in the drive way. One I recognized as belonging to Patti Jablonsky, the other, a little red sports car, I didn't recognize. I walked up the drive and was met by Helen at the gate to the back yard, "I thought I heard a car pull up. We're on the patio. It's such a nice day, I thought that we would eat out there." "Great. I see that Patti is here, who's the red car belong to?" "Oh, that's Jill's. You know her. I think? From the monthly barbeque." I hesitated a little, remembering the little talk we had in the pool, and said, "Yes." As we walked around the corner of the garage, Jill and Patti were sipping on Long Island Ice Teas and having a little chat. When we walked up on the patio they both stood, and we gave each other hugs and a kiss on the cheek as women will do. Jill's was a little friendlier than the others. Helen asked if I would like a Long Island Ice Tea, as lunch wouldn't be ready for about half an hour. As we sat, sipped of drinks, and talked, I noticed that Jill was looking at me in a very, for lack of a better word, friendly way. Helen finally said that lunch should be read and would we help her bring things out to the table. We all helped and sat down to a very nice lunch. We of course chatted over lunch about various things, husbands, children, etc. It turns out that Jill has never been married. And Terry and I have never had children. Then out of the blue, Helen said, "Cathy, we have something we want to talk to you about, but first you have to promise that it won't go any farther than here. The only thing that we ask, is that you hear us out. If after you hear us out and you don't want any part of it, you can leave, just like nothing was said. But, we would like you to keep what you hear to yourself. Okay?" "Your making me nervous. Your not planning on killing someone are you?" Patti, with a little laugh, said, "No. Nothing like that." "Well, okay. As long as your not planning a murder, I guess I've got nothing to loose." "Good," Helen said, "let's go in the den, where it's a little cooler." We went in the house and into the den. Helen and Patti sat on the couch and Jill and I found two over stuffed chairs. Helen started, "We have a private little club that we thought that you might be interested in trying. You do remember what you and Jill talked about at the last barbeque, don't you?" I just nodded, yes. "Patti and I have been lovers for over a year. And, when Jill joined the monthly party group a few months back, she came on to Patti. Patti and I had a talk about it, and decided to invite Jill over for one of these lunches, and it didn't take long for the three of us to become lovers. And, we get together like this about once a week. You okay so far?" "Yes." This is getting interesting. "Well after the three of us had been together for awhile, we thought that it would be fun to add a fourth. Jill mentioned that there was a girl at the parties that was always friendly to her, when some of the other girls weren't. That she always got a warm smile in return from her. And, that she was attracted to her. She pointed the girl out to us at one of the barbecues, and it was you. We decided that the next time that one of the three of us was alone with you, that we would broach the subject, very discreetly, to you and watch your reaction. Well Jill was the lucky one and your reaction wasn't really positive or negative. But, Jill said, that the look in your eyes when you said, 'No. I'd never thought much about it', was more of a 'No. But, I might be interested. Tell me more' look and she thought that there was a glimmer of hope. So, I invited you today." "Can I have another Ice Tea?" I said, as I finally looked at the other two girls. Patti was sitting there with a somewhat worried look and Jill had a nervous little smile. "I was wondering about that little talk in the pool and why Jill had brought it up. It brought back some thoughts that I had years ago in college. I have been curious about being with a girl for a long time, but have never acted on it. I had a chance to try it in my junior year, but never acted on it. I've always felt that I'd missed out on something. But, I love Terry and I'd never cheat on him." "Both, Helen and I love our husbands very much," Patti said, "and would never cheat on them with a man. We feel that we are just exploring another part of our femininity." "Jill, I assume that you aren't bi, but a lesbian." "Right. That's why you've never seen me hit on any of the guys at the parties, guys just don't do anything for me. I've been this way for as long as I can remember. And, when I saw you at the parties, I took a liking to you. And, you were always friendly to me. I hoped that you would be open to our little club. And, since you haven't run out the door, I think that there may be some interest on your part?" I finished my Ice Tea, looked at Jill, and said, "This will be our little secret. And, no one will ever hear about this little group from me. Like I said, I've been curious for a long time and with the right person, I'm willing to give it a try." The three girls sat back and smiled. Jill then stood up, walked over to me and offered me her hand, saying, "Well, there's no time like the present to let the cat out of the bag, and quench your curiosity. We figured that the first time you might like to do it in private. And, if you don't mind, I'd like to be your first." She took my acceptance of her hand, as an acceptance of her offer, and she wasn't wrong. She helped me to my feet, my knees were weak, and she guided me towards the hall and bedrooms. I glanced back at Helen and Patti, and they were in a very deep embrace. She led me to the last door down the hall and opened it and we walked into a large and very feminine bedroom, with a king size bed. She closed the door and said very sweetly, "This is your day. If you want to stop at any time, just say so and we'll stop." She walked behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders. I could feel her breath on my neck, and then her lips as she kissed my neck. I felt a chill run through my body. She moved my hair away from the side of my face and started kissing and nibbling on my ear. I could smell her perfume. My body just became limp, I couldn't move and I didn't want to. She continued her kisses and I felt her hands move down my arms. The feel of her soft touch was amazing. I then felt her hands go to the buttons on my blouse and slowly unbutton it. She slowly moved it off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Her smooth hands were on my shoulders again and she slipped the bra straps off my shoulders and then undid my bra, and let it fall to the floor. Her soft smooth hands then found my breasts and the feeling of her touch made me wet. She proceeded to fondle my breasts for a few minutes, without touching my nipples. She then went to my nipples, I came for the first time. She turned me around. Our lips met in one of the most passionate kisses that I've ever had. As out tongues explored each other mouths, I found that Jill had a piece of jewelry that I hadn't noticed before, a tongue piercing. I found the buttons on the back of her blouse and soon had that off. Her bra soon followed her blouse to the floor. I was soon looking at, fondling, and kissing a very nice set of perky breasts. She found the zipper on my skirt and that joined the pile of clothes on the floor. My panties followed very quickly. I returned the favor, with Jill's skirt and thong being added to the pile of clothes, and we were both standing there naked, hugging and kissing. I was enjoying my first touch of another woman's body and it was very enjoyable. I was beginning to wonder why I had never done this before. Jill guided me over to the bed and eased me down on it. She proceeded to kiss and fondle me in more ways than I knew possible. She enjoyed my breasts, her sucking brought me to my second orgasm. She then started working here way down my body with her tongue, from my breasts, to my naval, to my inner thighs. She was driving me crazy. Her mouth then found my clit and I found out that she knew how to use her tongue piercing. The feeling of that piece of jewelry on my clit brought me to another climax. She enjoyed me there for what seemed like hours. And. I was in pure erotic heaven and I wasn't quiet about it. When she finished, she gave me a very deep kiss and I tasted my own juices for the first time. I then felt her fingers in my, very wet, vagina. Her fingers then went to my mouth, I sucked on them, and I again had another good taste of my juices. I rolled her over on her back and started working on her breasts. She moaned with pleasure. My hands began to explore her body, while my lips enjoyed her breasts. Eventually my hand found her clit and I began to play with it. She became very vocal. I started working my way down her body with my mouth, as she had done to me. I found her clit with my tongue, my first taste of another woman, and she started to scream with pleasure. When she came it was like a fountain of sweet honey. Honey that I wanted much more of. Afterwards we lay there in each other's arms. I don't think either of us wanted this to end, but we eventually got up and dressed. We walked back into the den hand in hand. Helen and Patti were sitting there, sipping a glass of wine, they had a glass for each of us. "Well it sure looks like you two enjoyed yourself," they both said. Jill and I just smiled. Jill then asked, "Are you sure you've never done this before? You were so good!" "No, my first." "Your last?" "I don't think it will be. It was too good. Your little club has it's fourth, if you want me?" "Your more than welcome to be the fourth. A very welcome addition." "Now, we have something to show you." At that point Helen picked up a remote control and pushed a button. A big screen TV came on and there was Jill and I, in my first lesbian act. I became a little upset at seeing that we had been taped. But, Jill calmed me down and said, "We always tape these little sessions here. It's fun and exciting to see them and what we have really done. We don't keep them. But, you are welcome to take the tape home with you if you like, as a sort of souvenir." "OK, I guess. But, I wish I'd known that I was being taped." I couldn't take my eyes off the screen as it was showing me down between Jill's legs. "If you had known, you wouldn't have been as relaxed and open as you were. And, I don't need to ask if you enjoyed it or not, do I?" Helen said. I looked at her and smiled. "I think I'll take the tape, it will remind me of my first time. Oh my god, look at the time! I've got to get home and fix supper." Helen unloaded the tape and gave it to me, saying, "Be sure and hide it from Terry." I gave everyone a big kiss, this time on the lips, and headed home. My mind was swimming with all different thoughts and feelings. I made it home about an hour before Terry did. I hid the tape where he would never find it, in the laundry. By bedtime, I was still wound up from the afternoons exercise, and Terry and I had one great love making session. Guess I like it both ways. Over the next few months the four of us would get together on a weekly basis, sometimes for a foursome, sometimes with a different partner, but basically it was Jill and I, and Helen and Patti. Jill slowly taught me the ways women make love and it was beautiful. As she also liked a little BD/SM, she would introduce other little things into our relationship. The first thing was in tying me to the bed with silk scarves, she would then torment me in various ways. Next came the nipple clamps, the pain when she removed them was just delirious. She would toss in a silk blindfold every once in awhile to add to the fun. First tattoo and more Terry and I had to go out of town for a little over a week, so I hadn't seen Jill during that time. She called right after we got back, and said that she had a surprise for me. When I saw her, she precede to undressed herself with her back to me. When she turned around, the first thing I noticed was a multicolored butterfly, tattooed on her right breast like it was sitting on her areola. I looked closer and there was also a stud through her nipple. She said, "I was told the a piercing through the nipple increases the erotic feeling when it's played with. And, I wanted to find out for myself." "Well, does it?" "I don't know. I was waiting for you." I took her hand and guided her towards the bed. Laid her down and started working on the pierced nipple with my mouth. It wasn't long until Jill was squirming and moaning, having her first orgasm. When she had finished, I said "Well?" "Oh my god! That was fantastic. I can't believe the feeling." "When did you have this done?" "Right after I saw you the last time. It's just something that I've wanted to do for a long time, and just went and had it done." I pretended to look sad, and said, "You went without me? That hurts." "I'm sorry, I wanted it to be a surprise. I won't do it again," Jill said with a look of a hurt little girl. "Does Helen or Patti know about it yet?" "Are you kidding. You're the first, as always. They won't see it until next week." We continued with our love making, taking special care to work with the new piercing. Jill was in 7th heaven the whole time. When I was getting ready to leave, she asked if I could come over again tomorrow as she had another surprise for me. "What is it?" "It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you. You'll see soon enough, but only if you come over tomorrow. It's something special for you, that I think you will just love." "You know I'll be here." I gave her a big kiss and left. The love between Jill and I, was almost as strong as the love between Terry and I. I would never hurt either one of them. My sex life, on both the home front and with Jill was just great, it was especially good on the home front after a session with Jill. Hmm... I arrived at Jill's late in the morning and she looked good enough to eat. "OK, what's the surprise?" "Be patient, you'll find out soon enough," she said as she took my hand and led me into her bedroom. She had a number of things already laid out. The silk scarves were already tied to the bed, the silk blindfold was laying on the night stand, along with the nipple clamps. We undressed each other, and proceeded to get each other worked up. Then she took charge, she forced me down on the bed, tied my hands and feet to the bed, placed the blindfold over my eyes, and the nipple clamps on my tits. They felt tighter than they ever had. She then started to tease me, licking my body, pulling on the nipple clamps, playing with my pussy. I then heard her open the drawer in the night stand and she said, "Open your mouth, I have something for you." When I did, she slipped a ball gag into my mouth and fastened it behind my head, saying, "Just a little more control and to keep you from screaming too loudly with passion." With my tongue, I could feel a little hole in the ball that I could breath through. I was a little concerned with this new toy, but Jill had never hurt me and I didn't think she would start now. I then heard her rustling around and couldn't figure out what she was up to. She laid down beside me, kissing and touching me and getting me very hot. I felt something hard against my leg and couldn't figure out what it was. She had really gotten me hot, I could feel the juices running down between my ass cheeks. Then she said, "I have something special and it will make you feel very good, we have never done anything like this before. Enjoy my love." She untied my legs, and knelt between them.. And, then I felt something hard pressing against my pussy. She pushed and I felt something like Terry's cock enter me, only it was bigger. She began to move in and out, pushing deeper and deeper into me, with what I'm thinking is a strap on dildo. She kept the motion up for a long time, I lost count of the number of times that I came and I know that Jill also had a number of orgasms. I had my legs wrapped around her, pulling her to me as hard as I could. As she started to pull out, I tried to hold her to me and tell her not to. I wanted her to stay in me, but the ball gag kept me from saying anything. She then said, "Relax we're not done. I have more for you." I heard her dig through the nightstand again, then sit back on the bed. She then lifted my hips and placed a couple of pillows under them. Her fingers went to my pussy, which sent a chill through my body, and then I felt her start to play with my ass. She had done this before and at this point I was at such a high state of arousal, that she could have done anything she wanted to me. She placed one finger in my ass and worked it around until I was comfortable, then a second, and a third. She was sending such chills through my body that it was unbelievable. I then felt something hard push against my ass, the dildo? Jill said, "Just relax, it will be easier. This one is smaller than the first one. It should go in fairly easily." I laid back, took a deep breath, relaxed as much as I could, and Jill slowly pushed the dildo into my ass. At first it hurt like fire, but once in, it became easy and felt good. Jill then took the other dildo and put it back in my pussy, I had never felt so full as she began to work them in and out, I came again. She kept going until I had another orgasm. Then she removed the ball gag and gave me a very deep kiss. "Did you like your surprise?" she asked. I just smiled and leaned forward to give her another deep kiss. "Next time you can do me." I won't tell you what the sex with Terry was like that night, but it was never better. Jill and I got together later that week and I was able to pay her back. What a power trip. The following week at Helen's, I was the last one there and was greeted with some very sly smiles and deep kisses. I finally I asked, "OK, what's going on?" "Well," said Jill, "please don't be mad at me. But, I had a video camera set up in my bedroom last week when I gave you my surprise and also when you returned the favor. The girls just finished looking at the highlights and they were going to give us both an Oscar, but I told them we weren't acting. The tape is yours, just like the first." I was a little miffed, but couldn't stay mad for long. We settled down to a foursome, with our two dildo friends. Later on, I hid the new tape in the laundry with the first. More tattoos Terry just couldn't believe how sexually active we had become. We tried new things all the time. I finally told him that I wanted a tattoo and maybe to get a nipple pierced. He wondered where I got the idea, and I told him that one of my friends had it done, and that she said that the piercing really enhanced the sensitivity of her nipples. We talked it over and finally agreed that I would have it done. I called Jill later that evening and told her to pick me up at 10 in the morning and that I had a surprise for her. Jill pulled up right on time. I trotted out and got in her little red sports car. She said, "OK, what are we up to?" "Terry and I had a talk last night. Take me to the place where you got your tattoo and nipple pierced." Jill turned and looked at me. Smiled. And, we made a very quick trip downtown and stopped in front of a very nice looking tattoo parlor, just off the university campus. As we walked in, I was getting a little nervous, but having Jill with me was very calming. The shop was owned by a woman named Carol, a very pretty, black woman, who was fairly tall and thin, and who had a number of tattoos and piercing of her own. The shop was large and Carol had two other artists working for her. Jill told me that her tattoo and piercing, had been done by Carol and she was very good. I then told Carol that I wanted the same butterfly and piercing that Jill had, but on the other breast. She then explained both procedures and said it would probably be better to do the piercing first. Jill wanted me to have a different piercing than she did, and talked me into a double, in a X shape. Carol got down to business and did the two piercings, it hurt a bit, but not for long. Carol then told me how to take care of them and that they shouldn't be played with too much for a couple of weeks. We then got started on the tattoo. After the piercing, this didn't hurt much at all. The butterfly turned out great and was just like the one Jill has, and again Carol told me also how to care for it. As we were leaving, Carol said to come back and see her if I wanted another tattoo or piercing. My response of, "I just may do that," got me a very strange look from Jill. Once we got in the car she asked, "Just what did you mean by 'I just may do that'?" "Oh, I don't know. But, I may want another one... or two," I said with a grin. I had to refrain from allowing Terry or Jill to play with the piercing for a week or so, so that it would heal properly, and that was hard on all three of us. Terry liked the tattoo and piercing, and he was the first one that got to play with it once it healed. And, was Jill ever right about it enhancing the erotic feeling when your tit is played with. The next time the four girls got together, Jill and I showed Helen and Patti our matching tattoos and piercings, and they just loved them, not to mention playing with them. I did make another trip to see Carol. I had her pierce my other nipple with a closed loop and thought seriously about a tongue piercing to match Jill's. But, decided to wait. Jill was surprised with the new piercing, as was Terry. But, neither complained. In fact, Terry was thinking about getting one. Caught with the goods. The liaison between Jill and I, as well as with Helen and Patti, continued over the rest of the year. And, then it happened. I came home one day and Terry is sitting in the family room with a confused and hurt look on his face. I ask him, "What's wrong?" "I found something." "What was that?" "I think you know. I went looking for some rags and was digging through the laundry, and found a couple of video tapes." My mouth went dry and I almost passed out. "What video tapes?", I tried to act like I didn't know. "Two video tapes of you and the girl from the parties, getting it on like two lesbians. Do you want to explain?" "I'll try, but you have to hear me out, no interruptions. Promise?" "Yes." "Last year at one of the barbeques, Jill, that's the girls name, and I were just talking, when out of the blue she asked me if I had even been with another woman. I told her that I hadn't and the subject was dropped. Later that same week I was then invited to a lunch with Jill and two others who had a girls threesome going and wanted to add a fourth. I've never told you this, but I have always been curious about sex with a girl, and I've always wanted to experiment, but have been afraid to until now. I also though that it was repressed, but it wasn't. Jill and I hit it off..." "I could tell." "No interruptions. I have come to love Jill, but I love you more. Think back a year, our sex life was just average. Basically, wham, bam, thank you mama. Now, what is our sex life like? It's better than good, it's great, at least I think you feel that way. I do. Most of this is thanks to what Jill and I have. Jill and I have something good going and I don't want to loose either of you. But, if you want me to stop seeing Jill, I will. It will be hard, but I will do it to keep you. You are the love of my life." "A year. You and she have been doing this for a year? And, there are two others?" "Yes." Terry sat there for a few minutes in deep thought. "Can you call her, Jill, and have her come over, so that we can talk?" he finally said. "Yes. But, please no yelling or fighting?" Terry isn't the type that yells or gets violent. "I promise. I just want to try and figure this whole thing out. And, I think that can be done better with the three of us talking." I called Jill and told her what happened. I could hear her start to cry. I told her, "Terry isn't mad, he just wants to talk, and try and figure this out. Come over, I'll fix dinner and we'll talk." She said she would be over in a half an hour, but it was going to be hard. I assured her that everything would work out. Jill arrived as promised and helped me finish preparing dinner. Terry walked into the kitchen carrying three drinks, and handed one to Jill and one to me. This broke the ice. But, Jill started to cry. I just had to hug her and then I felt Terry's arms wrap around the two of us as he joined in a group hug. Jill looked at me puzzled and I smiled. I think that Terry had had time to think about this arrangement and might be trying to accept it. We sat down to dinner and had a very nice talk. A little aside on Terry, he is a very sweet, gentile, loving person. In fact he has a feminine side and isn't afraid to show it. I've seen him cry and I've seen him strong. After dinner, we went into the family room and continued our talk. Terry admitted that he was turned on by what he saw on the tapes. And, that he realized that I loved him very much, that we had something very special, and I didn't want to loose him. But, that I also loved Jill in a special way. He also said that he had to think on this whole thing some more, but thought that he could accept it, as long as we had the same relationship that we have always had. With a tear in my eye, I told both of them that I prayed that it would work out for the three of us. I loved them both very, very much and didn't want to loose either of them. When Jill went to leave, I wanted to kiss her but hesitated. But, Terry threw me for a loop. He gave Jill a kiss, so I took the hint and also gave her one. After I closed the door, I turned to Terry, put my arms around his heck and gave him a very big kiss, which he returned. Nothing more was said that night. In the morning, everything was normal. Terry did tell me, with a little smile and a wink, to hide the tapes a little better next time. Also, that he thought that he could live with me being bi, as long as I didn't hide anything from him. He still loved me as much as always. And, that Jill was welcome anytime. I told him to wait until he got home. I had a surprise for him. After Terry left, I called Jill. She said that she hadn't slept all night worrying about what was going to happen. She didn't want to loose me, anymore than I wanted to loose her or Terry. I told her about this morning and I could hear the stress leave her voice. I suggested that we get a hold of Helen and Patti, and meet at Helen's. The four of us sat down and discussed the events of yesterday and felt that it was handled as well as could be. I told Helen and Patti that their names were never mentioned and that Terry never asked. We also felt that Terry was accepting of the situation, but we would hold our final decision for awhile. I was also somewhat confused about how quickly Terry accept the situation, I wondered what was going on in his mind? When Terry came home that night, I was waiting for him with a drink. I was dressed in a black garter belt, black opera hose, black panties, a black bra the showed off my butterfly, a pair of 4" black heels with an ankle straps, and nothing more. He knows that when I'm dressed like this it will be a night of hard core sex. And, so it was... Another month went by and Terry had become very comfortable with the relationship that Jill and I have. He even enjoyed having her around the house. His birthday was coming up next month and I decided to give him a special present, one that Jill would also enjoy. I went to see Carol at the tattoo parlor and had my tongue pierced. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, Carol is good, but it did bleed a little. I had to be real careful for awhile so that I didn't get an infection. Terry was really curious about it, but had to wait until it healed. By Terry's birthday, the tongue piercing had healed enough to give him his present. He's always liked oral sex... Terry or Terrie It was the week between Christmas and New Years, and one day at breakfast Terry asked, "Could you invite Jill over for dinner? There is something I want to talk to the two of you about." "Sure honey. What's wrong?" "I promise that there is nothing wrong. It's just that I need to talk to the two of you about something that has been on my mind for some time. OK?" "Sure, I'll give Jill a call right after were done here and see if she can come over tonight." When I called Jill, I told her that Terry had something, that I thought was serious, to talk to us about. And, that I wasn't sure what it was. I was concerned that he was ill or something. She became all worried that it was our relationship and it took me awhile to calm her down. I asked her to come over early and help me fix dinner. Jill and I were just finishing preparing dinner, when Terry came in. He gave us both a kiss and hug. Jill and I just looked at each other, shrugged, and smiled. Terry had done this before, but it wasn't a usual thing for him. After a very quiet dinner, not much was said, we went into the den for a glass of wine. Jill looked at Terry and said, "Terry what's wrong? Is it something that I've done? Are you ill?" "No, it's nothing that either of you have done and I'm fine. It's something about me. Cathy has probably told you that I have a softer side?" "Yes, she's told me that you actually aren't afraid to show your feminine side." "Well that's what this is all about, my feminine side. I'm having a problem keeping it repressed. There is something that I should have told Cathy before we were married, and something that I've never confessed to another soul and now I'm going to tell the two of you. I'm a crossdresser. Actually I feel more complete when I'm dressed than when I'm not. I started dressing when I was young and I used my mothers and sisters things. I stopped for awhile while I was away at college, only dressing when I was home. I stopped again, when we were first married and living in the apartment. But, when we bought the house I started dressing again. And, those days when I'm home and your out, I go the whole way, makeup, wig, etc. I've kept everything hidden in the garage and bring it in when your gone. You've came very close to catching me a few times, and in a way I wish you would have. And, I'm jealous of what you and Jill have. Not as your husband, but as I think a women would be." I got up and walked over to Terry, who by now was crying, and just held him. Jill also walked over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. We just stood there holding each other for a few minutes. "What do you want to do about this Terry?" I asked. "I'm not sure. I need some guidance from the two of you. I need some direction. I need your help in any way you can give it. I'm just so confused, I don't know which way to turn." "Honey, I'm not really surprised that you feel this way, you have always been a very sensitive, caring person. I just wish you would have told me a long time ago." "Your not mad?" "No, I could never be mad at you. I love you as you and will accept anything, as long as I don't loose you. In fact, I think that we would like you to dress for us, I'm curious to see what you look like when dressed. Wouldn't we Jill?" I said this to try and get some time for Jill and I to talk this over. "You'll laugh at me and I'll feel humiliated." "Honey, I would never laugh at you. And, I know Jill won't either. Your telling us this for some reason? Your looking for our help aren't you? Let us help you. Let us see what you think your female side looks like." "OK. This will take a little while. I want to be as perfect as I can be the first time you see me," Terry said as he walked toward the garage. A few minutes later he walked back into the house carrying a large suite case, and said, "Are you sure?" "Yes honey, we're sure." While Terry was gone, Jill and I discussed the whole situation. I had never expected that Terry was a crossdresser and that he felt the way he did. Jill was as surprised as I was and was wondering what had happened to bring him to tell us. I said, "I'm not sure, it could have been seeing those tapes. But, his statement of 'I'm jealous of what you and Jill have. Not as your husband, but as I think a women would be.' has me wondering." We continued talking for the next hour, about how to handle this. Jill explained that crossdressing was something that was born into some people and that there was no 'cure' for it. We then wondered if it could be more than crossdressing. The only thing to do was to support him with love and understanding. We heard a little noise at the door to the den, turned around, and looked. And, there stood Terry or should I say Terrie. Jill and I just stared in amazement. Terry started to look a little concerned at us staring, and said, "OK, you can laugh now. I know I look like a fool." He turned and started to walk away. Before I could react, Jill was on her feet going after him/her, saying, "No Terry, wait. We were just stunned by what we saw. You look very nice and your outfit is great." As she reached him, she took his hand and led him back to his chair in the den. He was dressed in a very nice silk blouse, pleated skirt, black nylons, black 3" heels, a blond wig, clip on ear rings, and necklace. His makeup wasn't bad, but could use some help. And, you could tell that he had practiced walking in heels. He sat down as a woman would, sweeping his skirt under him. My first comment to him was, "Where did you get the clothes and where did you pick up your taste in clothes? Which, by the way, isn't bad at all." "I had most of the things delivered to the office, I ordered them over the internet. As far as learning about clothes, most of that came from reading the magazines that you have." Then Jill said, "Your makeup isn't bad at all. Mind if I make a few adjustments?" You could tell that Terry/Terrie was becoming a little more comfortable being dressed in front of someone for the first time. He then said, "That was the hardest thing. Trying to get the right look. There are some good sites on the internet, but not having anyone to help sure makes it hard." "It's a long time learning experience for us girls. We have centuries of trial and error behind us. But, now you have someone to show you the right way," Jill said as she got up taking Terry's hand and heading for the bedroom, with me trailing behind. It appeared that Jill was really getting into Terry's crossdressing big time. "First things, first. Take off your blouse and skirt, so we don't get makeup all over them." Terry, took off his blouse and had a very pretty black lace bra on with a set of forms, that made him about a 38C. Under his skirt was a matching panty and garter belt holding up his nylons. He even had the panties on correctly over the garter belt. The first thing I said to him was, "If this is going to go any farther, we need to do something about your body hair. It just doesn't look good through nylons and with a bra." "I just never did anything with my body hair, because I knew you would catch on." "Well now, you don't have to worry about that any more do you, do you?", I said with a smile. "But, we'll worry about that later. Let's see what Jill can do with your makeup." Jill sat Terry down in front of my dressing table and proceeded to remove all of his makeup, saying, "An artist needs to start with a clean canvas. And, the canvas doesn't need to be looking at a mirror. Turn around." Jill started tweezing his eye brows, and Terry wasn't to sure about how this would look on his male face. I told him no one would notice or care. She then started on a very good makeup job. She worked for about 45 minutes before she was happy, and I really couldn't see exactly what she was doing and didn't really want to until she was done. She finally stood back to admire her work, smiled, and said, "Cathy, I want you to meet our new girlfriend, Terrie. And, that's with an 'ie'." I looked at Terrie and just stared, Jill had done a really nice job. Terrie looked very feminine, not 100% passable, too much beard shadow. Jill said, "Turn around and take a look." Terrie stood up, turned around, stood there for a long time just looking at himself and finally said, "Wow! I've never been able to do it this good." "Thanks. And, you will be able to do it yourself, with practice and proper guidance. But, we have to do something about the beard shadow. Then, I think if we take care of that, that you would be passable with a few lessons in deportment." "Passable? But, what can be done about the beard shadow?" "Yes, passable. Being passable is more than a look, it's being confident as to who you are. If you feel feminine when your dressed and can project that confidence, then you can walk down any street without a care, except for the men trying to pick you up.", Jill said with a smile, "And, there are a number of things that can be done about the beard shadow, cover up makeup, electrolysis, laser. But, we can look into this later if you decide to continue." We went back to the den and sat, sipping some wine and talking like three girl friends for the next couple of hours. It amazed us how well Terrie was versed in women's things, I guess it was reading my magazines. Just before Jill was going to leave, I told Terrie that I didn't have a problem with his feminine side and that he could dress as much as he wished. I thanked Jill for her help with a big kiss, and told her that I would see her tomorrow afternoon. Terrie also gave Jill a kiss, and she smiled. I then taught Terrie the proper way to remove makeup. As he was undressing, I made him leave on the garter belt and hose, and put my tongue piercing to work. The next morning, I told Terrie that I wanted him clean shaven from the neck down by the time I got home and I would take care of his back. The new tattoo I had really taken a liking to tattoo art, I'd been doing some internet searches, and had an appointment with Carol for a new one. While she was working on an ankle tattoo for me, we got to talking about the events of last night. She told me that she had a number of transgendered friends and clients, and that it might be good for Terry and I to go to a therapist and see what they could tell us. She gave me the name of one that a number of her friends had used and liked. We also talked about how I was starting to really love tattoo art, and Carol brought up a tattoo show that was coming up in a few months, with a $10,000 prize for first place and a $5,000 prize for second place, and that she was looking for someone to do a major tattoo on, one that she has designed herself. I asked to see the art, and it was one of those large oriental style drawings that was very intricate, with a lot of color. She said it would go from the shoulder, with a dragoons tail going over one butt cheek and stopping just above the right knee. She needed someone that didn't have many tattoos, the time to have it done, and wouldn't mind having a tattoo that large on their body. She went on to say, that it would take between two and three months to complete the work, because of all the detail. I told her that I might be interested, but that I would have to talk it over with Terry and Jill before I made a final decision. She said, that she had hoped that I would consider it, because I was just the right height for the proper effect. She also asked if she could see my back, butt, and legs, to see if they were smooth and clear enough, and to take some measurements. She showed me to a small changing room, that had a robe on a hook. I stripped and put the robe on. She then took me into a room at the back of the studio, that she used to do her art work, there were some very nice art on the walls. I turned my back to her and dropped the robe to the floor. She looked very closely at my back, butt, and legs, and said that it was very smooth and only had a couple of small moles that wouldn't be a problem. She then started taking measurements and marking them on a drawing of a human form. When she was measuring my butt and legs it sent a real chill up my spine. When she was done, she gave me a kiss on the cheek and said to get dressed. When I came back out, she told me that I would be perfect and she hoped that I would say yes. And, that she could get me something to help relax me while she was working. I told her that I would let her know in the next couple of days. I arrived at Jill's just in time for lunch. I showed her the new ankle tattoo, which was one of those all black intertwined fancy ones that goes all the way around the ankle. I also told her about the talk Carol and I had about the therapist, and she agreed that it might be a good idea. I asked her to come back over for dinner again, so that we could talk to Terry. I didn't tell her about the other tattoo that Carol wanted to do, I'll do that with both of them tonight. We arrived back at my house around 3, and were met at the door by Terrie. He had done a better job on his makeup this time, and I also noted that there wasn't any hair on his legs or arms. He, or should I say she, had started dinner, already getting domestic. Jill and I just smiled at him. Over dinner, we talked with him about the therapist. He wasn't sure that he wanted a fourth party to know about him/her. I told him, "These people hear things like this all the time, you won't be the first or last." Jill added, "They can help you figure out what is best for you and Cathy. That's what they get paid the big bucks for. And, I'll go along for moral support, if you like?" "OK, I'll go talk to her. Maybe she can straighten out my head." "Here is her name and phone number," I told him, "I want you to call her first thing in the morning and get an appointment as soon as possible. Now, I have something else to talk to the two of you about." I then proceed to show Terrie the ankle tattoo and tell them both about the big tattoo. I showed them a picture of the tattoo art work that Carol had made with a digital camera, and about the area on my body that it would cover. I also filled them in about the show. Jill was entranced with it and thought it was sexy, but wondered why I would want to do this to myself. Terrie also wondered if I could handle the pain. I told them that I had really come to love tattoo art and could really get into a large one like this and like Jill, I thought it was sexy. And, that Carol had said that she could get me something that would help me relax. Jill said that she didn't have a problem with it at all, as long as what Carol gave me wasn't habit forming. Terrie kept looking at the picture and finally said, "I can't wait to see the final product." The following morning I called Carol and told her that the answer was yes and asked her when she wanted to get started. She said the earlier the better, so it would be tomorrow morning early. Terrie had called the therapist and was able to get in to see her the following week. I asked Terrie how many outfits she had, and it came down to three blouses, two skirts, 5 bras, a dozen panties, 2 pair of shoes, 2 wigs, one garter belt, and five pair of hose. "I think, if this is going to continue, that we need to go shopping for you. My clothes won't fit you or I'd share." She smiled, and said, "I know, I tried." And, I playfully hit her on the butt. I showed up at Carol's bright and early the next morning. She had me get undressed and put the robe on again. We then went into a private room that was all set up. She had me remove the robe, she washed my backside, and gave me a little white pill to take. I asked her if it was habit forming. She said no, it will just relax you so that we can work longer, as she wanted to get as much of the outline done today as possible. I had to lean over the table so that she could apply the transfer all the way from my shoulder to just above my knee. A tricky operation, but Carol was good. She carefully pealed the paper off, leaving the drawing on my back. As she started, she told me that she had to do the outline first and then fill in the colors. And, that to speed things up, one of the other artists that work for her would help with the color fill. The pill must have kicked in, because I just laid there and didn't care. She took a break every so often and we chatted about a lot of things, most I couldn't remember. The time flew by and before I knew it, it was 3 in the afternoon, and Carol was ready to quit for the day. She had gotten about half of the outline done and thought she could finish it tomorrow, if I was up to it. I was a little sore, but not to bad. So, I told her I'd see her in the morning. When I got home I took a bunch of Tylenol for the pain. The following day, she was able to get the remaining part of the outline done. And, she was very happy with the outcome. Having your butt tattooed is a thrill. After this we got together every couple of days to do the coloring. And, with the little pill it wasn't too bad. It took about two and a half months to complete the tattoo, and on the last day Carol said she had a surprise for me for being such a good sport and putting up with all the pain for arts sake. I was laying on the table, face down, with my butt up in the air, as this was the last part she had worked on. And, of course the little white pill that I had taken that morning hadn't completely worn off, so I was very relaxed. I felt her walk up behind me, touch my pussy and start playing with it. Only four other people had ever touched me there. I became very wet, very quickly. She had me in such a position that she had complete access to me. She said, "Our little talks were very interesting. You told me a lot about yourself. Probably more than you wanted. Relax and you will enjoy this." My mind was a little cloudy, but I figured that this might be interesting. After she had played my pussy for awhile, I felt her move between my legs, and I then felt her tongue on my clit. She flicked it, sucked it, and tongue fucked me, until I came. She then stood up and I felt something hard press against my pussy. I figured that it was a strap on dildo like Jill and I have, and it filled me just like the biggest one we use. She started moving in and out, I started moaning with pure sexual excitement. After about five minutes, I felt Carol tense up like Terry does when he comes. I was confused. After another couple of minutes, she pulled out and walked around to where my head was. I was looking at an attractive black women with what looked like a large 7 inch cock. I was looking at a she-male. This really set me on fire. I reached up, grabbed her butt and pulled her to me, kissed the tip of her cock and tasted our mixed juices. It was hard to get her in my mouth, I really had too stretch, but once I did, I proceed to show her that I knew how to use the tongue piercing that she had given me. She came a second time, and I swallowed her whole sweet load. I got up off the table, and we kissed and caressed each other. I said, "I would never have known. How long have you been a.. a.." "She-male? About 10 years or since I was 20, I was a crossdresser and the feelings just kept growing inside me. So, I talked to many people and found a therapist that pointed me in the right direction. But, I guess I'm a lesbian she-male, I only like women." "I could tell. You really enjoyed yourself. So did I, it was different and exciting." Carol had also told me that the tattoo show was in another city, about 5 hours away and that we would need to spend two nights there at her expense. But, that's another story. We got cleaned up together in the shops shower, exploring each other some more. And, I headed home. As I pulled up, Jill's car was in the drive, and I was met at the door by both of them. It looked as if Jill had been helping Terrie with her makeup. She looked good. I gave them both a kiss, and said, "What's going on." "We just wanted to see the finished product," Terrie said. Even though they had been looking at the tattoo while Carol was working on it, they wanted a grand unveiling. So, I walked into the family room and did a strip. They had me stand on the coffee table, so they could get a better look. Their hands were all over the tattoo and they were impressed with Carol's work, so was I. Their touching was getting me hot, and I asked, "Alright, you guys are getting me really worked up. Who is going to calm me down?" "We both are," they said in unison. "Both of you. But Jill, you don't like being around guys and sex!" "Not a problem, Terrie and I had a long talk today, while you were gone. And, we decided that as long as we shared you individually, we might as well give it a try and enjoy you at the same time." They stripped. Terrie left on her bra, nylons, garter belt, and heels. I was beginning to think of what had happened earlier today and could feel my juices start to leak down my leg. They began kissing and fondling me and I returned the favor. Eventually I was on the floor, with Terrie deep inside me and Jill on my face. They eventually changed places and kept at it. As I was sucking Terrie's sweet tool, Jill's head was between my legs and the only comment from her was, "Mmmm." My mind was spinning and I lost count of the orgasms that I had. We couldn't believe the amount of sexual energy that was flowing. The Therapist & Doctor While I was having my tattoo done, we were also seeing the therapist that Carol had told me about. Our first meeting with Dr. Krieger was one where we sat and just talked, and told her our story. I also filled her in on our relationship with Jill. She scheduled a number of sessions with Terry, by himself. During those sessions, she gave him a number of tests and talked with him at length. At the end of the sessions she had us come into the office for a conference. She explained that Terry was a special kind of transgendered person and was a candidate for transition. But, it would be a special kind of transition. Terry was very female, the written tests, blood tests and talks had shown this. But, it was really, at least at this time, only a partial transition. Meaning that Terry needed to be a woman, but a woman with male equipment, a she-male. My thoughts went to Carol and I smiled. The Doctor continued telling us that she had had only one other patient like this, and it was 10 years ago. Also, that Terry wasn't attracted to men in anyway. But, that there was a possibility that that could change sometime in the future. She wanted us to think over everything completely before a decision was made and it needed to be Terry's decision, with my support. And, it was a big decision at that, because Terry would need to start living full time as a woman. She also gave us the name of an endocrinologist who was very good at treating these things. Jill had gone with us, but stayed in the waiting room. We stopped on the way home for dinner, and it was a very quiet dinner. When we got home, we went and sat in the den. Jill was quiet and just listened. Terrie went over everything the doctor had said and her feelings towards the whole thing. She was somewhat confused about her feelings toward the change, but understood what it was all about. As always, I told her that I loved her no matter what, and in fact actually liked the female side better than the male side. I saw Jill smile as I said that. Terrie said that she needed some time to think this over and wanted to be alone for a day or two, so there weren't any distractions. I was a little hurt, as I wanted to be with him, but I understood. I went home with Jill that night, after telling Terrie that if she needed anything to please call. Two days later Jill and I arrived back home, Terrie met us at the door and it looked like a real load had been taken off her shoulders. She gave us both really big kisses and hugs, and said, "Let me fix you a drink." We followed Terrie into the den and she fixed drinks. She handed them to us, saying, "Well I've made my decision. I called the endocrinologist today and made an appointment for next week. I now know that I'll be happier with the new me and I think that it also makes you happy." Jill looked at me and said, "Well girlfriend, it looks like we need to go shopping for our new girl. And, Terrie, your lessons in makeup and deportment start in earnest tomorrow." Jill went home and Terrie and I had another great night. Jill really went into full training mode, working with Terrie on everything a girl needs to know. Things that most girls learn over years, Terrie was trying to learn in days. And, Terrie was a very good and quick learner. By the time of the first doctor's appointment, Terrie was real close to being able to do her makeup quickly and well, her walk was almost perfect. The only thing that was holding her back from going out dressed was the beard shadow. We were able to cover it with a good cover up makeup, but it still didn't look good. And, that was disappointing to her. Jill started researching ways to remove hair and came up with a good laser place and made an appointment for Terrie, as a surprise. Terrie and I went to the endocrinologist, Dr. Kaufmann. She was a very nice person, sitting us down in a lounge rather than an exam room. She explained that she did a lot of work with the transgendered community, but that Terrie was only the second patient that she had with her special requirements. Where have I heard this before? She went on to explain the treatment that Terrie would go through. There would be a number of shots and pills, and this would over time feminize Terries body. Her testicles would atrophy and be absorbed by her body as would her scrotum. And, she wouldn't be able to father children. But, because of some new drugs, that she didn't have with her first patient like Terrie, her penis would not change and she would still be able to become hard. Her skin would also become softer, breasts would grow, hips would widen, and scalp hair would thicken. But, that body hair would have to be removed by some method. And, it would be a good idea to have some plastic surgery to enhance female characteristics. She had Terrie sign some papers and she gave Terrie a number of prescriptions. She then had her nurse bring in four rather large hypodermic syringes. Terrie received two shots in each hip. They also took three vials of blood, to do a blood work up on her. As we were leaving, the Doctor noticed the tattoo on my back. I was wearing a camisole top, as I liked to show off my art work. She asked who had done the work. I told her Carol, a tall, pretty, black girl. Her response was just what I thought it might be. She said, "That was my first patient that was like Terrie." I was curious. So, I asked, "If the drugs that you are giving Terrie are new and she will still be able to get an erection. How does Carol manage it?" "Oh, she has an implant. That she can control and make her penis hard any time she wants and for almost as long as she wants." "So, the drugs are better for Terrie?" "Yes, they keep everything as normal as possible. She won't be able to stay hard as long as Carol can, but it will be more natural. And, once the full feminization process is complete, Terrie won't soften up as fast, get tired and fall asleep like a man does. Also, it will take longer for her to become hard and when she climaxes it will be different for her, closer to what a woman feels and can be multi orgasmic. Which she will like and I think you will also." "Very interesting. Thank you doctor." On the way to the car Terrie asked me how I knew about Carol. "We had a lot of time to talk while she was doing my tattoo, and she told me all about herself and her transition." I had lied to Terrie for the first time. "So, that's how she knew about these doctors?" "Looks that way." On the way home we stopped by the pharmacy to fill Terrie's prescriptions. Thank God for insurance. A couple of days later, Jill picked up Terrie and took her for the first laser treatment. She was pleasantly surprised and came home looking like she had fallen asleep on the beach. We made weekly trips to Dr. Kaufmann's for shots and check ups. Dr. Kaufmann was very pleased with what she was seeing. On our fourth visit the Doctor asked Terrie if she knew what size breasts her mother had had. Terrie thought that they were either a C or D, as those were the size she saw on her bras. And, that her sister was a full C. The Doctor told us that Terrie's breasts would be very close to those of his mothers and sisters, and that she was beginning to feel some growth under Terrie's nipples. Terrie then admitted that they were becoming itchy. As the weeks went by, the laser treatments removed all of Terrie's facial and body hair. And, her makeup was looking great. Her body was changing, she had reached a nice firm 38B, her testicles were almost gone, her hips had widened a little, her skin had softened, and her attitude had become more feminine. All of her male clothes were history and she had a very nice wardrobe of women's clothes. And, we were still basically making love like husband and wife, except I had a set of breasts to play with, and like the doctor said, it was taking longer for her to get hard, but she stayed harder longer. I'm not complaining. Terrie was happy with the new way her orgasms felt. Jill and I decided it was time. We told Terrie to get a little dressed up a little, that we were taking her out to dinner and then had a surprise for her. After a nice dinner we headed into town, to Carol's tattoo parlor. It was time for Terrie's tattoo and nipple piercing. It took a little coaxing to get her out of the car and into Carol's. But, once inside and after meeting Carol she calmed down and relaxed. As usual Carol was a true professional. She first put a closed ring in Terrie's right nipple, which by the way had grown along with her breasts. Then she got her butterfly just above the right nipple. It was now the three sisters. Carol gave us all a kiss and hug, and said to come back and see her. On the way home Terrie asked if that was the Carol that the doctor was talking about, that had the same procedure that she did. I said, "Yes, except that instead of being able to get herself hard, she has an implant and can keep herself hard basically forever. The doctor said that yours is a more natural way of doing it and better all the way around." Surprised, Jill, asked, "I never knew that about Carol! I thought that she was a real girl. How did you find out?" "While she was doing my tattoo, we had a lot of time to talk and she told me all about herself and her transitioning. This was how she knew about Dr. Krieger and Dr. Kaufmann." I had now lied to Jill. I didn't like this at all. Terrie was finally able to see the plastic surgeon. It was decided to make her nose smaller, work on her vocal cords, put in cheek implants, redo her eyes, do a little work on her ears, remove a set of ribs, remove some fat, and add some to her hips and butt. This would lay her up for a week and it would take longer for the swelling to go down, and black and blue to go away. When all was said and done, Terrie came through the surgery very well. If you walked past her on the street you would never know. The surgeon was a true artist. A few days after Terrie was completely healed, I came home and she met me at the door. Her makeup was just fantastic, but what she was wearing told me everything. She was wearing only a black demi-bra, black garter belt, black panties, black opera hose, a pair of black 4" heels with ankle straps, and nothing else. This was starting out to be a very interesting evening. She took my hand and led me to the den, where she had drinks ready and a fire in the fireplace. We cuddled on the couch and worked on our drinks, between kissing and fondling. She was slowly removing my cloths. First my blouse and bra, which gave her access to my tits, she spent a long time there and brought me to my first orgasm. My skirt and panties were next. She then took my hand and helped me over to a place on the floor which had a number of large pillows arranged on it. We lay down and she started basically giving me a tongue bath. As she worked her way down my body, she brought me to another orgasm somewhere between my tits and navel. She kept working downwards until she reached my pussy. She moved between my legs, so that her mouth would have complete access to me and proceeded to send me over the edge again. She then knelt between my legs, removed her panties, and allowed her cock to come from its hiding place. We smiled at each other. She moved closer, I felt the tip of her cock enter me and push deeper. I was looking at her, realizing that this beautiful creature with a set of 38C breasts, a body to match, and a cock in my pussy was my husband, now a full-fledged she-male. I wrapped my legs around her, to pull her in as deep as possible and reached up to play with her nipples. A few minutes, or was it hours, later I felt her body tense as she came deep inside me. After she pulled out, which I strongly objected to, she laid down next to me