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Katy's story ? Part 1 ? by: Katy Packard Playing Sailors Born into a working class Northwest home in the middle of the twentieth century, Harry lived a reasonably happy life with his brothers and sisters. Nothing much happened in the early years, only innocent dressing games were played when parents were out. Harry was always adventuring off on his bike somewhere, usually somewhere near the big river that ran along side the town. Even before the days of the walker's there where pleasant walks and bike rides to be found locally. Harry's favourite ride was down through the parks, through suburban avenues and along the docks. On the far side of the docks there were some rotting hulks of old ships that plied their trade in the Irish Sea long before Harry was even thought about. On one even the bridge remained, complete with a ships wheel. It was a great place to imagine sailing to far distant lands, across mountainous seas, in and out of the ice flows of the southern ocean and seeing those beautiful south sea islanders in their grass skirts. One visit during high summer when Harry was ten he met a man looking around the wreck. He was looking of bits of interesting souvenirs to decorate his house. Harry told him about the ship's wheel and offered to show the man where it was. Harry loved talking to people and would chat for hours about anything that came into his head. The man was very impressed with the ship's wheel and asked Harry if he would mind if he removed it. As it was not Harry's to give, he made no objection to the man removing the wheel. He did express regret that it would not be the same fun without the wheel, but the man promised to give Harry something to make up for the loss. So the wheel was removed with a little help from Harry. During the removal the man brushed against Harry's body while struggling to undo the seized up nuts and bolts. After the wheel was removed the man took it to his car, returning with some sandwiches, pop and a couple of bags. Harry was a lover of food and could eat for England and still have room for pudding, so the two sat down and had a delightful lunch by the waterside. The man asked about what Harry got up to at school, at home and what he liked playing with. Eventually the talk got round to girls. Harry was blessed with the ability to talk to girls much older then himself and had even had a few gropes with a fourteen year old. The man found this very amusing and probed a bit more as to what Harry had actually done. Eventually the man said that he had some rude pictures of 'ladies' that Harry might like to see. Of course Harry wanted to see the pictures as the only rude pictures he had seen were in an old magazine when looking over his oldest brothers shoulder before being chased away. Even those photos had the lower part airbrushed out. The pictures were black and white, some were fuzzy and some were just right. The content started out quite tame with a few shots of a young woman clothed. She gradually removed her clothes in successive shots, revealing her bra then her underwear and finally her completely nude body. Harry was amazed at the sheer nakedness of such a pretty woman. The man said he had some close ups of the woman and proceeded to pull out some more photos from the bag. Harry had to get close to the man to see the photos and as he did the man placed his hand upon Harry's leg. The photos were amazing, first they showed the woman's breasts with large nipples sticking out like organ stops, and then they were of just the nipple, which filled the entire photo. The next few showed the lower part of the woman's body, some actually showed the woman peeing. Harry had never imagined that a woman's private parts looked like this. The man then produced a photo of the same woman sat on a man. The man whom she was sat upon had taken the photo. It showed her with a large penis protruding from her bottom. This is I fucking her, said the man. I took the photo just before I shot my load into her. Harry had heard the term fucking but didn't know what it meant and he had never heard of shooting his load. The man started to tell Harry what fucking was all about, how he trust his prick into her cunt and fucked her. As he was talking the man was stroking Harry's thigh and gradually worked his towards Harry's groin. He was pleasantly surprised to find that Harry's cock had become stiff. "Do you know what the girl did after I had cum," asked the man. By now Harry knew a lot more about sex but couldn't work out what she did next. The man produced another photo of the girl with her lips around the man,s cock and was looking directly into the camera. "Would you like me to do that to you?" he said as he stroked Harry's prick gently. Harry stammered a quiet yes as the man gently pulled down Harry's shorts and underpants. The man gently licked Harry's stiff little prick, gently taking it into his mouth all the way down to Harry's balls. He was even able to lick the area between Harry's scrotum and his arsehole. Harry quickly felt strange sensations building up in his Body. The more Harry groaned the more the man licked and sucked. Very soon Harry came to a shuddering climax and begged the man to stop. The man stopped and took his mouth away from Harry's now flaccid prick. "You're first orgasm, a dry one though," the man said, "it's a pity that you didn't cum in my mouth," he added. He then gave Harry a quick kiss on the lips and said, "now it's your turn to make me cum." "How do I do that?" said Harry. "Well you could start by doing what I did," and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down. Harry was surprised to see that the man had a pair of very lacy woman's knickers on instead of the expected underpants. "Do you always wear those?" Harry asked. "I like to wear knickers when I'm feeling randy," he said as he took Harry's hand and placed it upon the centre of his frilly knickers and showed Harry how to stroke his growing prick through the silky materiel. The man gently coaxed Harry into a kneeling position in between his legs and Harry started to lick the frilly knickers. Harry carried on till his face was nestled in the man's groin, right up against the hard pulsating prick. Harry was surprised to find that the mans prick looked enormous and was sticking a full six inches out of the top of the knickers. Harry ran his tongue up the shaft to the top and tried to put as much into his mouth as possible. "How you like to be fucked," the man said. "I didn't know boys could be fucked," said Harry delighting in the use of such bad language to an adult. "Turn over and bend down," the man instructed. Harry hesitatingly obliged and the man knelt behind Harry. He then used his finger to wet Harry's arsehole. Harry felt the man's hot breath on his arse cheeks followed by a dribble of wetness. The man said that it would help when he fucks Harry. Harry felt the tip of the man,s cock between his cheeks and some pain as the man started to enter Harry's arse. "Push down like you're trying to shit," the man said. As Harry did the pain lessened and Harry had a feeling of fullness inside of his arse. "You're so tight," the man said, "you've never put anything up your arse before have you?" as he slowly worked his cock in and out gradually working up some speed. The man started to groan and move in and out faster and faster, his breathing became more and more ragged. After only a few moments he let out a loud sigh and Harry felt the cock in him pulsate, filling Harry's arse with something. After he had pulled his prick from Harry's arse he showed Harry what he had filled him with. There was a large dollop of white fluid oozing out of the eye. It's spunk the man told Harry. Harry was amazed when the man wiped his prick on his hand and then proceeded to lick all the spunk from his hand. He then asked Harry to bend over again, but this time the man knelt down and started to lick the spunk from around Harry's arsehole. "Cant let any evidence remain behind," he muttered. As it was getting quite late in the afternoon the man said that Harry had better get home now and not to tell anyone about our little secret fun. He gave Harry 5 shillings (equivalent of 25 pence), which was a fairly large some for a ten-year-old. A few days later, Harry's parents found out, the police were involved and Harry spent a lot of time being questioned by various adults but eventually it blew over as summer turned to autumn. Harry was very traumatised by these events and spent the next thirty years with a distinct aversion to the gay community. After many years he worked it out that the actual experience of that hot summer afternoon was not what he resented but all the heartache suffered by his parents and himself when the police were involved. Nothing more was ever said about that summer, but the following summer Harry went to stay with his Aunt Carol, his mother's youngest sister, who lived in the middle of Wales. This had been arranged by Harry's family in an effort to prevent a repeat of the previous summer. She was a schoolteacher in her late twenties and not married. She had looked after her nieces and nephews when Harry's mother had been ill so she and Harry got on well together. She had bathed and dressed Harry when he was younger so Harry was not shy in her presence when he got undressed. The trips to Wales turned out to be a lot of fun, as she liked walking, exploring the local woodland prodding around in rock pools and even canoeing on the local rivers and lakes. Harry enjoyed Carol's company as he had an attractive young woman to hang around with and he received her 100% attention. She seemed to enjoy herself as well. They got up to all sorts of fun, Harry even improved his general education in the three R's along with history and geography which was her subject at university. During the summers spent together they were more like brother and sister than aunt and nephew. She had several female friends visit during his stay but no boyfriends appeared. When she did go out alone she would leave an Airfix kit of a ship or a plane for Harry to build while she was out. They would paint them the following day. Harry ended up with a pretty large fleet of both ships and planes after a few summers. The Birth of Katy At the start of the third summer, just before Harry was thirteen a remarkable event occurred. Carol had just bought herself a new skirt and having got it home decided that it was too long, as fashions were getting shorter and shorter by the day. She was an accomplished seamstress so putting up the hem was no real problem. What was the problem was getting the hem at the right length so it didn't show the tops of her stockings. She had put the skirt and her stockings on and stood upon a chair for Harry to pin the hem up. You can imagine what a mess a twelve-year-old boy made of the hem; it looked more like the Snowdon mountain range they could see from their cottage. Harry being a bit of a wag suggested that it would be better if he wore the skirt and she set the hemline. As they were of similar size she said that is a good idea. So off came her skirt and off came Harry's trousers and Harry put the skirt on and then stood upon the chair. Carol went round and adjusted the hemline in a matter of minutes. Harry found it very nice to be wearing the skirt and even twirled around whilst stood on the chair. She then said she'd better check the length against the stockings, which she proceeded to remove. She then put them on Harry's legs but without the suspenders they would not stay up. The suspenders she was wearing were attached to her knickers so she put on her dressing gown and then removed her knickers. She told Harry to remove his underpants and put her knickers on. Harry was getting very hot around the face now and was glad that his aunt was behind him as he pulled his underpants down and put the knickers on. When he had them pulled up to his waist he felt the warmth for his aunts body on the knickers and was even more aroused by this. Meanwhile his aunt proceeded to adjust the line of the stockings so that they were straight. She lifted up the skirt to make sure that the stockings were attached to the suspenders correctly. She then went round to the front to do up the front ones. When she lifted the skirt hem up she was surprised to find that Harry had a hard-on and it was sticking out like a flagpole. Harry was very upset that he had 'let his aunt down' by becoming so aroused in her clothes. He started to cry and tried to hide his erection thinking that he would get into trouble again just like the other summer. Carol took him off the chair and put her arms around Harry, pulling him into her bosom in a maternal way. After some time when Harry had calmed down she asked him why he had been crying. Harry said that after the time when he had been 'interfered' with he had felt so ashamed and had been upset at the thought that he might get into trouble again and have to be interviewed by the police again and cause her a lot of problems. Carol had known about the time on the beach but not the details of what had gone on. She gently probed Harry for the details as she sat along side him alternatively stroking Harry's arm or leg. Harry told her all about the man, the photos, what the man did to Harry's cock, what Harry did to the man's cock and finally about how the man had 'fucked' him. Harry was surprised that she did not tell him off for using bad language in front of her. She then went on to ask how Harry had felt about his cock getting sucked, Harry had to admit that he had enjoyed it very much and had even had dreams about it. "With a man or woman sucking," Carol asked? Harry said he usually dreamt of the photo of the woman sucking but occasionally dreamt of sucking the man's cock. Harry had noticed that his cock was getting very stiff again and tried to hide it but Carol told Harry to stand up. "You look so nice in a skirt, how would you like to get fully dressed," she asked with a wicked gleam in her eye. Harry nodded a yes, anything to hide his throbbing hard-on. "Right then let's go and find some more clothes to wear, I don't want you to mess up my new skirt," and she took Harry's hand and led him into her bedroom. Off came her new skirt and Harry tried to hide his still hard cock. "We'll have to do something with that," she said. She bent down and took his cock in her hand and started to gently stroke it. She placed her other hand down inside his knickers and cupped his hairless balls and started to roll them around and tugging them. Harry was becoming very aroused and started to moan and buck his hips. She pulled the skin back on his cock and lowered her lips down onto the end, gradually sucking it in to her mouth. She couldn't take it right up to his balls like the man had done, but Harry had grown a bit since then. Harry noticed that her dressing gown had come undone and he could see all up the side of her legs and lower body. She was not wearing any knickers because they where round Harry's thighs. Harry started to think what his aunt looked like, whether she was like the girl in the photos the man had shown him. Harry's thought soon turned to more urgent matters as his cock felt like it was going to explode. Harry's increasing moans had caused Carol to look straight at him, with her head still bobbing up and down on his cock. Harry could hold back no longer as he erupted in her mouth. His aunt kept his cock in her mouth as his cock pulsated with spunk shooting out into her mouth. When he had finished she gave his cock a final wipe round with her tongue and pulled the skin back over. She then stood up and kissed Harry full on the mouth, forcing her tongue into Harry's mouth. Her tongue tasted salty as she kissed Harry for what seemed like several minutes. Harry had been kissed before by girls, but none had ever 'tongued' him. You've given me a lot more than you gave that bloke she whispered between the kisses. "I suppose you want me to make you cum now," Harry whispered, not because he didn't want to but he didn't know how too. She had no cock for him to suck or fuck him with. Carol said not yet, we'll sort that out later. She then went to her chest of draws and started pulling out clothes from different ones. A pair of red knickers with matching suspender belt and bra was put on to the bed. "Do you want to look like a slut or a nice girl?" she asked over her shoulder, sluts have more fun she added. "Well," said Harry, "looks like I'm going to be a slut then." A black skirt came out next, followed by a see through blouse from the back of the wardrobe and a pair of black shinny high-heeled shoes came out from the bottom of the wardrobe. "Right then, take all your clothes off then," she said, "You're not still shy are you?" Harry was trying to hide himself as he removed the rest of his clothes. Seeing this Carol stood up and slipped the dressing gown off. "We're even," she said and as Harry then removed his shirt she removed her blouse and bra. This was the first time Harry had seen a 'real' woman naked and within reach. She looked at Harry's groin and said, "Not a bad hard-on considering you've just cum." Harry looked down and saw that he had another stiff cock. Harry felt very proud of the complement his aunt had just paid him and replied, "It must be something to do with looking at a goddess." "Ooh you do know how to flatter a woman," she said with a really naughty look on her face. And with that she came over to Harry and put her arms around him and started to kiss Harry about the face and neck. She took hold of his hand and placed it upon her breast and closed his fingers around her nipple, getting Harry to roll her nipples between his fingers. Harry soon got the hang of this little technique and proceeded to do the same to the other one at the same time. She was soon making funny little noises as she kissed Harry, her hands had moved down to his cock and she started to stroke it a bit harder that last time. Harry decided if she could play with his groin then he could do the same to her as he moved his right hand down her front, across her tummy and to the hairy triangle, thinking at any moment he would be stopped. He didn't get stopped so down through Carol's fine soft hair until he reached a moist fold of skin under which he could feel something small but hard and as he touched it, his aunt gave a loud shudder and moan. Harry stopped what he was doing and was immediately told to carry on as he was. Harry decided that if he did what she did to him then he couldn't go too far wrong. So as Carol was stroking him he would do the same to her. Both their breathing became more and more ragged as they both started to cum. Harry felt his hand suddenly become very wet and he immediately shot his load once more, this time all over his aunt's thighs and hand. She then reached down and took Harry's hand in hers and brought them up to her mouth and the started to lick all his and her juices off them. She also gave Harry the opportunity to do the same. We'd better have a bath before we get dressed, she said as she pulled Harry into the bathroom. She ran the water into the bath and put some bath crystals in that made the water nice and frothed up into a lot of bubbles. When the bath was full she climbed in and held her hand out for Harry as he got in. The first thing she did as they both knelt facing one another was to get a bar of soap, make lots of lather and proceeded to soap Harry's body paying a lot of attention to Harry's cock and arsehole. She even slipped a soapy finger into Harry's hole. This made him sigh, so she stopped and said, "We'll get round to that later on." She then offered to bar of soap to Harry for him to wash her body. "It's the best way to learn about another body is by washing it," she said. So Harry soaped her all over and even sneaked a finger into each of her holes. "Don't do that just now, there's plenty of time for more fun later," she said. After they had finished bathing and drying each other's bodies they went back into the bedroom. She started to dress Harry in the clothes she had laid out earlier. First she put the suspender belt around Harry's waist, and then a pair of very fine black nylons went on his legs. She adjusted the line up the back of his legs and clipped them to the suspenders, "You want to try doing that on your own," she added. The knickers were the next to be put on. When she had pulled them up to his waist she then adjusted the position of his cock so it would not show so much. She then clipped the bra on next. A pair of socks, were used to give an impression of some boobs. "Now for some makeup," she said as she got out her big makeup case and opened it up to display all sorts of bottles of nail varnish and lipsticks in all the colours of the rainbow. She chose a bright red nail varnish, matching lipstick, blue eye shadow and black mascara. Some foundation cream was applied first, followed by the eye shadow, mascara and lipstick. Harry's finger and toenails were treated to a glossy coat of bright red varnish. Harry stepped into the skirt, which Carol held out for him. When it was fastened around his waist Harry noticed that it was split up the side and the split just finished below the leg of the knickers. It left a big expanse of leg showing above the stocking top. Carol held out the blouse while he put his arms in the sleeves and fastened the front up. It was a bit difficult as the button where on the wrong side from what Harry was used to. Harry stepped into the pair of high-heeled shoes. A long blond wig finished off the conversion to a sultry girl. "Go down stairs and watch the telly while I get ready his aunt instructed and don't fall over," she added. A short time later she came down into the lounge, wearing stockings, suspenders, very small briefs, a platform bra that left her nipples trusting out and a long dress that was really two pieces of sheer material held together by some straps. This dress left just a little to the imagination, but displayed both of her sides from top to toe. The front plunged down to show her elongated nipples. "I'm really wet just thinking about this dress, my girlfriend gave it to me just after she had sucked my cunt for the first time," Carol said in a low sexy voice. "Your girlfriend sucked your cunt?" Harry asked in amazement. "Didn't you know I am a lesbian?" Carol replied. Harry had heard of lesbians in the schoolyard but didn't understand what it meant. Carol sat down beside him on the settee and told Harry about her sex life up till now. She told him all about her first boyfriend, how he had fingered her on the top of a tower at Canarvon Castle during a Sunday school outing. She in turn had wanked him off until he came in his trousers. How she had played with other boyfriends and let them play with her, but never going all the way until her last boyfriend had raped her. It was then that she had applied for teaching jobs well away from where she grew up as the police made it out to be all her fault for leading him on. "Our family was all lot more supportive and it was because of this similar experience that she offered to have Harry for the summer holidays." Harry interrupted to say that he hadn't actually been raped because he hadn't refused the man and had enjoyed the mutual cock sucking. Carol then asked about when the man had fucked him. Harry said, "He wasn't too sure about that, except that he did like the way the spunk ran down his leg after the man had finished." "Did you mind me putting my finger up your bottom?" she asked. "It was different than the man's cock, that was too big and hurt quite a bit," Harry replied, "but your finger did feel nice." "A little more experience will help there," she said. She then went on to tell Harry about her girlfriend, one of the teachers at the school, how she had helped Carol find and move into the cottage she now lived in. Harry had met the woman on several occasions but never really thought too much about her as he had Carol's full attention when he was on holiday. She told Harry all about the ruses her girlfriend had tried to get her into bed together. It was just after Harry had left last year that the pair of them had got drunk, and the girl had been too drunk to ride her scooter home so she stayed the night. They had fallen into bed together while trying to find some clean sheets for Harry's bed and had gone to sleep. When they awoke, they were cuddling up to each other and her friend started kissing Carol who was still a little tipsy and she had responded. It was too late to stop her-self then and they were soon naked and she was having the orgasm of her life brought about by her friend's tongue. All that summer Harry dressed as a girl whenever he could and was given the name of Katy. It was his aunt's middle name so Harry/Katy was very happy with it. Lots of fun took place in the bedroom, lounge and even in the garden. When it was nearly time to go home Katy was asked if she would like to go to a party as Katy. Katy was a little unsure about whether he could pass as a girl with all the others around. Carol put him at ease by saying it was only a small party with just a couple of fellow teachers and two other of their friends. So Katy took a deep breath and said yes. They went shopping to Chester later that week and bought some really sexy underwear and a couple of really sluttish looking dresses from a little shop his aunt knew. The shop had all sorts of strange leather straps with buckles and studs on them. "My friend told me about this shop," Carol said, "She has all sorts of wonderful toys to play with, all bought from this shop." The Party On the day of the party, they spent hours in the bath together, followed by a long makeup session, finally put on the underwear and the slit dresses. Katy was finished off in a long blond wig. They drove round to the house where the party was being held and parked the car. Katy was wearing 5 inch red high heels and was a little unsteady on the gravel drive. His aunt's friend had seen them drive up and had come out to meet them and seeing Katy wobble at bit went up to her and put her arm around to steady her. With his aunt at one side and Rowena, his aunt's friend, they went into the cottage together. Once inside Rowena greeted Carol by giving her a really deep long passionate kiss. Their hands where all over each other's bodies. When they had finished saying hello, Rowena turned to Katy and said, "You must be Katy then, come over here and give me a big kiss then." Katy looked at Carol who nodded and Katy went to Rowena. Katy was engulfed by Rowena's arms as she proceeded to give Katy a similar greeting that she had given Carol. She even explored Katy's body and when she came to Katy's groin looked Katy straight in the eye and gave Katy's cock a few rubs. She whispered, "I'd like more of this later." With that she took Katy's hand and took her into the cottage to meet the other quests. Each one, another girl, gave Katy a long sexy kiss as a greeting. Carol knew the other three quests so long kiss where exchanged between them. Rowena told Katy to sit down and she would get her a drink of wine. Katy sat on the sofa between two girls, one called Mandy and the other called Rachel. Carol, in the mean time had started necking with the forth quest whose name turned out to be Alex. Their hands where all over each other's bodies, inside each other's clothes and soon two pair of knickers were cast aside. Katy was stunned by this, and a little jealous by Carol's actions, having been so close in the past few months. It was then Katy felt a hand on each of her legs, slowly caressing them up and down, each time getting closer to the top of her stockings. Katy turned to Mandy and Rachel in turn and could see the look of lust in their eyes. Rachel said that this was a regular Thursday girlie get-to-gether, and Carol always came here. Katy now realised why Carol was always a bit quiet on Friday mornings after her night out. Katy didn't know where to look, at Carol who was now leaning against the bar with her dress on the floor and Alex kneeling in front of her with her head buried in Carol's groin, or at what Mandy and Rachel were doing to Katy's dress and knickers. Katy suddenly thought that when the girls found out the she was a boy they would raise merry hell. She tried to push down her dress but the girls just thought she was playing hard to get. Rowena had by this time come back into the room and saw that Katy was a little uncomfortable knelt in front of Katy and said, "It's all right you know, we know you've got a nice girlie cock in your knickers." Carols had been showing us those Polaroid snaps you two have been taking. "We girls have all taken turns in fingering each other off when we've looked at them. Remember that day a few weeks ago when I came round," said Rowena, "and you to where upstairs shagging." "Yes," Katy said, remembering Carol jumping off her cock just after Katy had shot a load of spunk into her cunt, to go down and talk to Rowena. Rowena then said that when Carol had come down stairs just wearing a dressing gown, they had greeted each other in the usual way, Rowena had placed her hand on Carol's cunt only to find spunk running out. Rowena said she went down on Carol there and then to lick all Katy's spunk from Carol's cunt. It was then that they decided to invite Katy to their Thursday lick and fuck sessions. So said Rachel, "Who do you want to suck first then, Katy?" End of Part One