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Lasting Impressions: Chapter 3
By: ASTRO
Day 2
I woke up the next morning again with the surprise of finding myself in
my wife's body, but I was quicker to calm down this time. AJ had set the
alarm for me at 7 AM as he left for the gym before work. I was very out
of it this early in the morning. I slid out of bed and walked into the
bathroom. There was a note on mirror.
Jess you are acting like an idiot. We had sex yesterday and you have not
taken your pill the last two nights. The pills are on the corner of the
sink by the door. I put them there to remind you to take them every day.
Take one this morning and start taking them at night before you go to
bed, every night before you go to bed. Love you, AJ
AJ was right I was being dumb. I had never really looked at Jess's birth
control before. I had seen the case they came in, but it was something
private to Jess that she did not really share with me. She had just
started taking it again since she stopped breast feeding our youngest.
I opened the case and saw that whoever made this stuff had put some
thought into it. The pills were extremely tiny and arranged in one
wrapper that segregated every pill from each other. There was a hole in
the bottom of the case for each one to be pushed through. The case was
labeled for every day of the week and was arranged in a calendar
formation all the way to 30 days. It would be almost impossible to not
know if you took your pill. The first 25 days were a dark purple color
and the last 5 days were a light pink color. That was kind of strange;
they must do that to remind a girl she is about to run out, I thought. I
took Monday's pill on the row for the first week. I started my new
morning routine as always and found that peeing was extremely easy now.
I needed to hurry up and shower before the girls woke up.
I found that picking out the clothes I was going to wear for the day was
my favorite part of getting up. I was starting to understand why girls
loved clothing so much. I decided I was going to wear anything I wanted
today, after all if I didn't like it I would just come back in here and
change. I grabbed a pair of boy-cut-panties just to see what girls
really thought boy cut was. They were made from a pink silky fabric with
lacy trim all around them and a cherry printed over where my vagina
would be. I laughed at the cherry printed on the front. It has been a
long time since there was a "cherry" there. I was getting kind of
excited by my possibilities.
I went for the bras next. I did not have as many styles of bras to
choose from as I did underwear; they do not make a lot of options for
girls who need D size cups. Most of Jess's bras were padded and rather
thick in the front with underwire support and a three clasp hook in the
back. I found a couple of strapless bras and was not sure if that would
even do me any good. I then found the bra I was looking for. It matched
the g-string panties I was already wearing. It was a violet colored bra
that had no padding to it at all. It was made of a shear type material
and was semi see through. It still had the underwire support and the bra
straps were in a halter top form. That was fine with me because I was
going to wear a summer dress today.
I went into my closet and marveled at my choices. I seemed to have a
dress for every occasion, and to my dismay quite a few required the use
of a strapless bra. I picked a pretty blue dress with yellow flowers on
it. It was very light and flowing and was just long enough to cover my
knees. It was a low cut halter top dress that would show off my cleavage
very nicely. I could not figure out why I was ok with my cleavage
showing. I kept the dress on the hanger and gathered up the rest of my
clothes. I was looking forward to using the shower massager again......for
my back, I swear.
I finished my shower and shaved, but not without a little fun. I got out
and dried myself off like I had previously, but this time I was going to
style my hair differently. I left my hair wet and, after three attempts,
wrapped it up in a towel. My nipples were reverberating from the fun in
the shower and I was happy to place them in the bra. They were always so
sensitive after an orgasm. I placed each breast in the cups and heaved
them up to fasten the clasps. I succeeded easily but could not get the
halter strap over my head. So I undid the clasp, took my boobs out of
the bra, slid the strap over my neck, and then lifted each of my breasts
in the cup. It was a lot harder to clasp the bra with my boobs up like
this. The bra was different from the others and squeezed my boobs very
tightly together.
I finally finished and took a look in the mirror. I could easily see my
nipples through the bra. I reached up and felt them poking through. It
felt so good to rub them through the shear material. The underwire,
however, was a lot sharper on this bra and I could tell that I was not
going to enjoy wearing this one all day. I felt a huge amount of weight
on the back of my neck too. I grabbed the boy-cut-panties next and slid
them up my smooth legs to my box. The panties hugged my waist tightly,
but only covered the top of my ass. The panties seemed to naturally
gravitate toward my crack as well. I played with the lace on the edges
for a bit, and then decided to continue getting dressed. I grabbed the
body cream and started to moisturize. I loved rubbing lotion into my
skin and how soft my body felt.
I pulled the towel down from my head and shook my hair down. I grabbed a
brush and the blow dryer and started the tedious task of styling my
hair. I turned the curling iron on and kept brushing through the
tangles. Once I finished drying and detangling my hair I brushed the few
bangs I had to the front of my forehead and used the iron to curl them.
I accidentally touched just a little of my skin with iron and jumped
back. I was lucky it did not leave a mark. I carefully tried again
curling my bangs and long tendrils on the sides. My hair looked great. I
used a little hairspray to keep it in place and stared at myself in the
mirror admiring my own image.
I grabbed the dress next. I unfastened the back and carefully slid the
dress over my hair. I had some trouble getting the dress over my boobs
and found that the dress even unzipped was fitting very tightly. I
slipped the halter top over my head and positioned the top of the dress
around my boobs. I had to pull at the sides of the dress to settle it
over my curvy hips. I was intimidated by how difficult it was to zip up
my own dress. I do not know how girls normally do it, but there has to
be an easier way. I had to use every bit of my flexibility to get into
this thing. With as much work as it was to get into this dress I was not
going to get out of it anytime soon. It looked like something was
missing though.
I decided that I needed some makeup and jewelry, and not just foundation
and silver studs. I wanted to see how pretty I could look. I started
with the foundation which was easy enough and then grabbed the eye
liner. I think I stabbed myself in the eye four times trying to apply
it, and had to use the baby wipes when I was done to clean up everywhere
I screwed up. I reapplied some concealer to cover up my mistakes and
then applied some violet eye shadow with sparkles in it. I knew what I
wanted next but I had no idea what shade to use. I wanted to have the
best looking lips, but did not want to look like a whore. I decided to
go with a wet shine red lipstick, but not a bright red. It was more of a
crimson look that went very well with my tan face and body. I finished
with a little blush and felt ready to see how well I faired. I looked up
in the mirror when I was done and realized it was all a bit over the top
for the dress I was wearing. With the makeup on my face it was very easy
to see the imperfections on my neck and chest.
I decided that if the foundation worked on my face; then why not try it
on my chest and neck. By the time I was done I had used up half a tube,
but I looked amazing. I had no idea that makeup on my breasts and chest
would do so much. I realized that was why some girls seemed to have a
perfect body when you looked at their low cut tops and others had
freckles and scars. This was good knowledge to have, I thought. I did a
little swirl in the mirror savoring all of what I was feeling. I looked
pretty, and felt dead sexy. The dress let a little air flow up my legs
and blew across my crotch as I walked. The dress was extremely tight and
hugging, but at the same time felt free and light. I started doing poses
in the mirror and noticed a problem. Anytime I pulled the dress tight
against my butt, whether sitting or in mid stride, I could easily make
out the shape of my panties. I made a mental note that the next time I
wore a dress I would have to wear a thong or a g-string cut pair of
panties. I grabbed a pair of hoop earrings from my jewelry box and
fastened them up. The dancing of the hoops with each turn of my head was
extremely distracting, but I did look hot.
I was disappointed leaving the bathroom to be a Mom for the rest of the
day, but I loved my kids and needed to be there for them. I woke them up
and went about the routine. I was starting to notice my panties more and
more as the day went on. Someone messed up when they called them boy-
cut, because men never had any difficulty with their underwear. Unlike
the bikini cut these panties rode up my butt as I moved around and I was
constantly picking them out. I might as well just wear a thong, I
thought. My oldest girl was so excited to see me dressed up that she
brought all of her dresses out of her room and begged me to change her
clothes every five minutes. I laughed as she would do a little swirl for
me showing off her outfits. I later put the girls down for their naps
and started to clean up the house. I swept the floors, mopped the
kitchen, and did a couple loads of laundry. I brought the basket of
clean clothes into the bedroom to fold them. As a guy I use to fold the
laundry and get turned on by folding Jess's bras and underwear, but now
it was just a bra and a pair of panties, and mostly uncomfortable ones
at that.
I finished the laundry picked my underwear out of my butt for the
fifteenth time today and laid down on the bed. I felt the hoop earrings
settle to each side of my ears as my head lay down on the mattress. It
was now 4pm and AJ wasn't due home for an hour and a half, and I still
had an hour till the girls woke up. I decided to play around with my new
body and live out some fantasies of having sex with a girl while she was
still wearing her dress. The only difference was that I am the girl in
the dress.
I needed something to penetrate me that was bigger than my finger. I did
not have many options though. I opened up the sex drawer, where we kept
the edible body lotions, hand cuffs, naughty dice, and condoms, but
there was nothing in there for me to use. The hand cuffs did get me
thinking I could have some fun with AJ later. I started to search for
everyday items that I could use to pleasure myself that would not hurt
me. At the end of my search I had a few possibilities. I had the handle
of my hair brush, the turkey baster, and my curling iron (turned off and
cooled of course). I laid all three objects across the bed thinking
which of these items was going to give me the most pleasure. The handle
of the brush was ribbed for better grip, but I had a different idea. I
grabbed a studded condom from the sex drawer and put it over the curling
iron. It looked just a like a dildo by the time I was done. I was
already dripping wet just searching for items in the house to screw
myself with.
I pulled down my panties and threw them to the corner of the bed. I then
grabbed the make shift dildo and started gently stroking the outside of
my love box with it. I was getting so hot. I rubbed the dildo up and
down my clit and was stalling out again. I decided to just plunge the
dildo into me and see what I could do. I penetrated myself without pain
and felt a flood of energy flow through me as I instantly had an orgasm.
I pushed it in and out over and over and with my other hand massaged my
clit. I was cumming every 3 minutes and it was just getting better and
better. I did not stop until I was too tired to hold my sex toy any
longer. My fingers were shaking and my vision was blurry. I collapsed on
the bed and noticed that I had tears falling down my face. Wow, I
thought. I really love sex as woman. I had cum nine times in just 30
minutes.
I took the condom off of the curling iron and cleaned up my toy. I threw
the condom away and wiped up my excess juices from myself. There was a
little spot on the sheets from me, but it would dry before anyone would
see it. I grabbed my underwear and pulled them back up tight against me.
After about 15 minutes of basking in my afterglow, I heard the girls
starting to stir. I sat up and started to walk to their bedrooms. I
winced in pain and realized that I might have over done it. It did hurt
like this after I had sex with AJ last night; so I did not pay it any
mind. I walked past the mirror and saw that the tears I shed did a
little more damage to my makeup than expected. It took me ten minutes to
fix it.
AJ came home from work on time and the girls ran to their dad who they
missed. I relaxed on the couch and wondered if AJ could tell from
looking at me the things I had done to myself. I felt somewhat
embarrassed, but at the same time I was so happy. AJ smiled at me and
gave me a deep kiss and gave me a little squeeze.
"You look so sexy baby, I am going to give it to you so good tonight,"
AJ teased.
I was really scared by that thought, because my vagina was in a lot of
pain right now. AJ, however, seemed to follow the routine I had set up
to a T. He never really seemed to miss a beat and I was starting to
understand why Jess disliked it so much. I was injecting my own
randomness in my life and I loved it, but the newness of this experience
was eventually going to end and we would have to rely on each other for
that spontaneity. The rest of the night went as planned and we put the
kids to bed on time. AJ led me to the couch and told me to stay there.
He then went back to his briefcase and pulled out a movie. He must have
rented it on his way home. He was not done yet. AJ left the living room
and returned about four minutes later with two glasses of wine and a
bowl of popcorn. We cuddled up on the couch and started to watch the
movie; not that I could tell you what it was about.
We were just like two teenage kids trying to understand our bodies. AJ
started to run his fingers up and down my body, making dirty comments in
my ear. He was really turned on by the site of me all dolled up in a
dress. He would grab my arm and gently release it and trace his ruff
fingers down the open part of my back. I was reaching out for him too. I
would delicately run my fingers up and down his crotch. He then unzipped
my dress and started to lightly tickle my back with his finger tips. I
was a giggling school girl through it all. He then ran his fingers
through my hair and pulled my head towards his and gave me a passionate
kiss. I was so turned on and in love. He reached up to my halter top and
pulled it over my head. I let him pull the tight dress up over my head
and set it on the floor. AJ eyes opened wide as he saw my semi
transparent bra. He nibbled on my nipples through the shear with his
teeth. It all felt so good I could not move or speak, but I was able to
moan. I finally came back to my sense and whispered, "Follow me."
I undressed him all the way to the bedroom. I tried to force his naked
body to the bed, but he held me in his powerful arms and said, "Girls do
not tell me what to do, I am going to have to teach you a lesson." The
next thing I know my hands are above my head and I am laying on the
sheets. He reached over and grabbed the hand cuffs out of the sex
drawer. He then, in an ironic twist of fate, cuffed me to the head board
and put the key out of my reach. "That is much better," he said. I was a
terrified. I had no idea what he had planned for me, but I was at his
mercy. I never realized being a girl could be such a physical weakness.
"Jess, I am just playing with you, but if you get uncomfortable just say
stop and I will respect that," he said.
I nodded with ease and got excited to experience what he had planned. He
got back into the role and reached behind me and undid the clasps of my
bra. In one motion he pulled the strap over my head and pulled the bra
off. I did not get the normal response of gravity pulling boobs down. I
was on my back and my boobs just spread to each side like they were
going to melt off me. AJ used his finger tips to dance across my chest
and stomach. He played with my nipples just long enough to make me moan
and then he moved off. I was falling apart wanting sex. He then moved
his tongue to my belly button and traced it around the rim. I was
jumping around a bit because it tickled, but there was nothing else I
could do. He then grabbed the frilly lace at the top of my panties and
pulled them down my silky legs and off entirely.
I was ready to burst and he knew it. He smiled at me and said, "It is my
turn to get some foreplay." I looked at him strangely. There was no way
I could give him foreplay with my hands cuffed behind my head. I soon
learned how wrong I was. He straddled my chest and about five inches
from my face was his hard cock. He played with it some in the valley
between my breasts and pushed it across the tip of my nipples. I watched
as he brought it up to my lips and asked me to suck him dry. I really
did not want to do this, but I remember that Jess wanted me to learn all
aspects of being a woman.
I opened my mouth and accepted his cock. Using my tongue and lips I
sucked on his penis as he moved it in and out of my mouth. After about
three minutes of sucking I felt him tense up, but before I could protest
he came in my mouth. I will spare you all and not describe the taste of
my own come. I swallowed some of it too, gross! AJ still had a plan for
fun though.
"You were a good girl and I owe you a prize," he said. "Do you remember
when I told you that I would make it up to you?" AJ rhetorically asked.
I nodded wondering what he was up to.
"This mustache you grew does not look that good, but it is wonderful
when you use to eat me out, let me show you what I mean," he said.
The next thing I know AJ's face was in between my legs. He forced my
legs open wider and started to use his tongue to lick the outside of my
labia. I could not believe he was doing this. He had to know how bad
that thing smelt at the end of the day, and that urine ran over that
surface. I then felt his tongue enter my vagina and begin searching for
my clit. He found it very quickly and began sucking on it and pushing on
it with his expertly skilled tongue. He then pushed his upper lip toward
my clit and moved his mouth back and forth. I felt the individual hairs
tickle my clit and it pushed me over the top. AJ did not stop there he
kept going back and forth, stopping periodically to suck on my clit some
more. I was in heaven and AJ knew it.
Without warning I was being penetrated. AJ had caught his second wind
and was not going to waste it. I felt him easily enter me with all the
natural lubricants I was putting out. He pumped me with his cock very
slowly. I was moving my hips up and down involuntarily and having orgasm
after orgasm. I started to use the muscles in my vagina to tighten
around his cock. It felt the like the earth itself was shaking with me.
AJ played with me for what felt like hours. He then started to pick up
steam and was pumping me hard. I could not tell where my orgasms were
ending and starting as anyone within an earshot of our room window could
tell. AJ tensed up like last time and blew his load deep into me. I
gladly accepted it and relaxed with him back into the bed. He grabbed
the key to the cuffs and let me go. I rolled him over with his penis
still inside me and pushed my hips forwards a bit. He started to protest
so I stopped. I could actually feel his penis relaxing inside me. I
pushed my hips up and felt his now flaccid penis pull out.
I got a t-shirt, my panties from the side of the bed, and a pair of
sleeping shorts and went to get cleaned up in the bathroom. I sat down
on the toilet and forced myself to pee. A lot of cum came dripping out
of my vagina as my urine flowed out. I sat on the toilet for a couple
minutes letting the byproduct of our love drip out. Once it stopped I
grabbed some tissue paper and cleaned up. I pulled up my panties and
shorts, and slid the t-shirt over my head. I went back into room and
found AJ snoring on my side of the bed. I decided to climb into his side
of the bed and sleep. As I slid my leg into his side I hit a wet spot
and was grossed out. When I pulled him out of me our mixed fluids
spilled out onto the bed. I grabbed a towel and dried up the mess. Half
asleep I forced him to roll over, and I fell asleep as a woman who had
just made love to her man for the second night in a row. The best part
of all was that I was happy, really truly happy.
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