Suzanne II The DesertDay Five
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I'm 36, 5'10" and fortunate to be slender enough to fit into a size 12
dress. I've been dressing for about half of my life, but it had always
been in private. My wife allows me to keep my body hair-free but she
doesn't like the fact that I dress and will not participate in it. I
think I make a cute girl but I had never been able to show her off to
anyone - until...
Suzanne Goes Shopping
By Suzanne Evans
After starting a new job in a town about twenty miles from home, I
discovered a lingerie and dress store just a few blocks past the
office. I called the shop and asked if they allowed men to try on
items, and the saleslady said that I was welcome to stop by anytime.
This was a new step for me, since I had never dressed anywhere but in
the privacy of my home when my wife was out, and I was anxious to go a
little further.
The next day, I stopped in on my way home from work. I had my wig,
heels and lingerie in a bag in the car. The saleslady, who I learned is
named Kathy, asked if I needed any help. I replied that I just wanted
to look around first. I found a really cute green dress and nervously
asked if I could try it on. She smiled, told me to relax, and said that
I was welcome to try on whatever I wanted to. I brought my bag in and
Kathy had already put the dress in a fitting room for me. I stripped,
put on a bra, pantyhose, the dress and my pumps, slipped on my wig, and
admired myself in the mirror. I heard Kathy say that she would really
like to give me her opinion on the dress. I considered changing back
and leaving, but I emerged and shared my dressed self with someone else
for the first time.
I'm sure I blushed when she whistled and said it was a sin to keep legs
like mine covered with pants. Then she looked me over from top to
bottom with a smile and said that the designer must have made that
dress with me in mind. She made me feel so comfortable that I felt
silly for having considered leaving without showing her how it looked
on me. Of course, I bought the dress!
I began stopping by about once every two weeks to try on dresses,
nighties and shoes. Occasionally, Kathy's husband Brian would drop in
while I was modeling an outfit for her. That made me quite nervous the
first couple of times, but after awhile I relaxed and would actually
ask for his opinion on dresses.
During one visit, Kathy asked me to join her at the display case near
the rear of the store. There was an assortment of dildos on the counter
and she explained that she needed my help with deciding which ones to
carry in her shop. They were very realistic, some more than others. I
was a bit embarrassed by these devices, but it was kind of exciting to
have all of them right here in front of me, knowing what they are used
for.
Kathy handed me one of the tools, asking if it felt life-like to me. It
felt a little unusual to hold a dick for the first time that was not my
own, even if it was fake. I held it for a couple of seconds, giving it
a few squeezes and caresses. I agreed that it did feel real, and then
handed it back to her. She took it from me and gently rubbed it against
my cheek a few times to show me how smooth the skin was. She then moved
it toward my mouth, brushed it across my lips and encouraged me to see
how good it felt in my mouth. Without thinking, I parted my lips and
she gently slipped it in. This was like nothing I had ever done before.
She fed me more of it, and then started sliding it along my tongue,
commenting on how sexy it looked. This was a strange, but not at all
unpleasant, feeling.
She suggested that I kneel down so that my feet wouldn't start to hurt
from my high heels. I did that, and she held the dildo just below her
waist with her right hand. I took it back in my mouth and she began
moving her hips, sliding it in and out of my mouth as she held my hair
back from my face and caressed my cheek with her left hand. If someone
had walked in, it would have been quite a hot sight - like a woman was
sucking off another woman. She told me that this would help me evaluate
how realistic the dildos were in a way that some customers would use
them. All I know is that I enjoyed what she was doing.
This became part of my usual routine whenever I stopped by Kathy's
shop. I would select an outfit, try it on, and when I came out of the
dressing room, she would have a couple of rubber penises for me to
test. Brian walked in from the back room one day without me seeing him
while I was tasting a tool, and I was startled when I heard him say how
hot I looked with a cock in my mouth. I turned deep red with
embarrassment knowing that a man had seen me like that, but Kathy just
laughed and kept thrusting away in my mouth.
During one of our dildo-sampling sessions, I was sucking on a nice big
one that had a realistic set of balls hanging down, when Kathy squeezed
the scrotum and a warm, salty liquid squirted into my mouth. I was so
surprised that I almost choked on it. She rhythmically pumped out a few
shots and told me not to worry - it was just warm water with a little
cornstarch and salt. She just wanted to make it a little more authentic
for me.
The very next time, as I was kneeling to compare the cocks, she
remembered that she had to run to the bank before they closed. She
yelled in the back for Brian to come out and take over. I almost
stopped her, but he already knew what I did there, so I let him feed me
the dildos and I gave him my responses. It did feel a little strange to
have a man sliding them in and out of my mouth, but it didn't really
bother me.
One day I stopped by when Kathy was out. I tried on a stretchy red
dress that they had just gotten in. I was a little embarrassed when
Brian told me how great it looked on me with my black pumps. Thanks to
his compliment, I decided to buy it and was about to ask him to ring it
up when he asked me if I wanted to try a little experiment. I was going
to be blindfolded and given three dildos to try out. My job was to pick
which one would get the store's recommendation as most realistic.
I assumed my usual kneeling position and awaited the samples. As he fed
them to me one by one, I evaluated the tools, trying to figure out
which one was which, and reported on the size, hardness and taste of
each. I was pretty sure that the second one was the best combination of
these three features.
He told me that there was one more, so I waited and wondered what this
one would be like. I felt it on my lips and opened my mouth to take it
in just as he said, "I want to give you something to compare the others
to."
That's when I realized what was happening. This cock was warm and
softer than the rest. This cock tasted much different. This cock was
Brian's. Oh my God, I was giving him a blowjob!
He pushed it deeper into my mouth, moaned, and then began sliding it in
and out, holding my face and guiding me along his tool. This felt so
much better than the rubber dicks that I had been sucking on. He
continued to screw my face, and it seemed like he was getting bigger.
Each stroke went a little deeper than the last, but he was careful not
to go too far and gag me.
I thought of pushing it away, but really didn't want to stop. My mind
was racing at 100 miles per hour. What was I doing? How could it feel
so good to be sucking on another man's cock? What do I say to him when
we're done? Please, somebody tell me what to do if he cums!
As I tried to understand what was happening, his dick was feeling
better and better in my mouth. By this time, I was really getting into
it. Brian started thrusting a little faster. He kept telling me how
good I was doing and how nice it felt, and he called me a natural
cocksucker who just needed to find the right man to suck.
All of a sudden I felt him stiffen even more and he started shooting,
pumping his cum into my virgin mouth. I had been anticipating this
moment but had not decided what to do when he went off, and my reaction
was to swallow his semen as quickly as he was depositing it. I was
surprised at how much he gave me, but I took it all in. Wow, I'd never
even been attracted to men before and now I had given one a blowjob and
actually swallowed! What was happening to me?
I looked up at Brian as he withdrew from my mouth. He simply smiled and
thanked me as he pulled his pants up. In a daze, I went back to the
dressing room and changed back into my clothes. When I emerged, Brian
took the red dress from me and put it in a bag, along with a matching
pair of panties that he had picked out. I was so embarrassed that I
couldn't look him in the eye. He handed it back to me and thanked me
for helping him evaluate the products. When he asked if he would see me
again soon, I just nodded and left. We both knew that I would be back.
Whenever I stopped in and Brian was working alone, he would pick out
outfits for me to model, and on those occasions I usually went down on
him. We began doing this in the back room just in case a customer came
in. There was a small sofa back there where he would sit while I knelt
in front of him and orally pleased him. On the third time that we were
together, Kathy walked in while I was sucking him off. She just
giggled, asking if it felt better than the ones I tried for her. I
couldn't believe that she didn't get upset, but it really didn't seem
to bother her at all to see her husband receiving a blowjob, even from
a crossdressed customer. She never mentioned it when I saw her later in
the shop, and I never brought the subject up to her.
When I arrived on one special day, Brian greeted me and handed me a bag
containing the outfit I was to try on, which I took back to the
dressing room along with my gym bag of heels, makeup, wig, etc. I was
surprised to see that the outfit was simply a white corset, stockings,
and a lacy pair of panties - much more revealing than any other look
that he had seen me in. He yelled in for me to put the panties on last
and to wear my white heels. Oh yes, this day was going to be different.
I stripped off my clothes and squeezed into the corset, sliding on the
stockings and hooking them up to the garters. Next came the panties,
and then I stepped into my 4-inch heels. Finally, I applied my makeup,
put on my wig, and shyly emerged, all dressed in virginal white. I felt
so exposed, almost naked, and was quite nervous. When he saw me he
smiled and took me by the hand to the back room, locking the door and
turning off the OPEN sign as we passed by the entrance.
Once we were in the back, he dropped his pants and I took him in my
mouth and sucked him until he was good and hard. After a few minutes,
he took my hand and placed a tube of KY lubricant in it. I looked up
into his eyes and he simply smiled, not saying a word. Next, he
withdrew from my mouth and pointed to the lube. With just a little
hesitation, I greased his pole from the tip to the base. It felt so hot
and hard in my hand. I stroked his slick tool, admiring the shiny head
and wishing I could have it back between my lips. When he was close to
climaxing, he stopped me, pulled me up to my feet, gave me a deep kiss,
and then slid the panties down my legs. If I had any doubts before, as
I stepped out of my panties I now knew what was going on. This was
going to be the next step in my journey in womanhood, and while I had
never considered having sex with a man before, some part of me must
have thought that it was the natural thing to do, since I went right
along with it. Of course, I thought, he was a man and I was assuming
the role of a woman, and this was what men and women did together.
Brian had me kneel on the sofa, leaning forward with my butt facing
him, exposing my ass for him to use. He gently caressed my bottom as he
lubed up my entrance. He moved in close behind me and slid his stiff
cock up and down my crack, like he was searching for a way inside. I
felt the tip of his head touch my opening and was a little scared when
he started to penetrate me. He held my hips and gradually worked it
inside me. It hurt for a few seconds as he entered, but I soon found
myself leaning back toward him to get more of his dick inside of me.
He pulled me toward him and slipped it in deeper and deeper, finally
hitting bottom with his balls resting on my cheeks. He stayed buried
inside me for a little while, and then began to slowly pump in and out
of my bottom. Little by little, the uncomfortable sensation of his fat
cock invading me had turned to a burning desire for more and more of
his manhood. God, it felt so good, like nothing I had ever experienced
before. He picked up the tempo and soon was riding my previously
untouched butt with an animal lust that was driving me wild. I arched
my back and matched his thrusts with ones of my own, pushing back on
every stroke to take as much of him as I could.
After a few minutes of his rhythmic screwing, he suddenly increased the
pace for a few strokes and then stopped, holding me close and burying
himself deep inside me. I felt his dick start pulsating and then he
deposited his hot load, shooting over and over as he flooded my rectum
with his wonderful cum. After a short recuperation, he withdrew,
leaving me feeling empty, but also satisfied like never before.
Brian suggested that I stop by twice a week - Tuesdays like I had been
doing and Thursday evenings after work. They closed early on Thursdays,
so we wouldn't be disturbed by customers. Kathy worked every other
Tuesday and had Thursdays off, so it became apparent that having sex
with Brian was going to become a part of my visits. Once again, I
didn't even stop to think about it before I agreed. It was almost like
he had control of me and I would do whatever he wanted me to do.
On the Tuesdays when Kathy was in, it was the same as before - she
helped me pick out clothes, I modeled them, and I occasionally tried
the dildos out. The other Tuesdays usually included going down on
Brian. Thursdays were reserved mainly for taking his big tool up my
bottom. My Thursday outfits were primarily lacy bras or little babydoll
nighties, heels, makeup and wig, so I didn't have to take too long to
get ready and he had easy access to me. I started daydreaming at work
about going to bed with him, sucking on his hot cock and having him
screw me all night, and waking up next to him so we could start all
over again.
During one of our Thursday sessions, I was wearing a black silky
nightie and my black pumps as he rode me from behind, holding me tight
as his cock pistoned in and out of my smooth bottom. He was chugging
away in me when I heard a door open and then loudly slam closed. My
eyes were shut so I didn't see who it was, but I assumed it was Kathy,
and she did not seem too happy about what she found.
He apologized as he pulled out of me, quickly threw his clothes on, and
went to the stockroom to talk to his wife. As I knelt there, I could
hear them talking but couldn't make out what was being said. After a
few minutes of discussion, Kathy emerged and asked me to sit next to
her. She held my hand in hers and told me that there was something that
I did not know about my affair with Brian, and she wanted to explain
and apologize for what they had done to me. You see, Brian loved to
receive oral sex, but she really did not like to perform it and it
sometimes hurt her jaws to have her mouth open like that for so long.
She also couldn't stand the thought of him with another woman, but they
both wanted him to be satisfied. They agreed that if they could find a
willing TV, Kathy would not mind if she went down on Brian. This way,
she would not feel like he was cheating on her.
She had suggested me to Brian, and when he saw me and agreed, she
started the dildo sampling as sort of an audition for me. She wasn't
sure if I would agree to go down on him, but once she saw how easily I
took the dildos in, she had a good idea that I would end up sucking her
husband off. That's why she didn't get angry when she caught me with
his cock in my mouth. However, the deal was only for oral sex, and she
was very upset with him when she caught us screwing on the sofa. Kathy
said that she wasn't angry with me since I didn't know about the
arrangement, and hoped that I understood why she did not want me to
continue having sex with him.
I replied that I was glad that she didn't just come out and ask me to
perform orally on him, because I would have missed out on a wonderful
experience. I told her that I never intended to go that far, and, to be
totally honest, I was really flattered that a man like Brian would be
interested in me that way. I had really enjoyed sucking him off and
getting laid by him, but I did understand why we would have to stop.
I continued stopping at the shop around once a week, but there were no
more dildos, no more blowjobs, no more Brian shooting his load in my
willing bottom. Kathy still wanted to see how the different outfits
looked on me, but it just wasn't the same as before. My visits were
then cut back to once every couple of weeks, and one day about six
months after I stopped having sex with Brian, I showed up and the store
was closed - out of business. I never found out what happened to the
business, or if Kathy and Brian had split up or moved away, but I knew
that my days of easy dressing had ended.
I still haven't found another lingerie store to dress in, and I haven't
touched another man since Brian. All I have now are memories of feeling
more feminine than I ever thought I could, and pleasing my man by
receiving his hot, sticky gift like a real woman would. Maybe someday
I'll find someone else to take his place and give me what I had wanted
all along but had never realized until that first taste of warm,
delicious man.
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