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Claudette stood back and surveyed the new femininity before her. Wendy had unflinchingly become the woman she had always yearned to be. Jacque was obviously enjoying the first stirrings of his newly found femaleness. So now the slumber party could go higher into the joys womanhood and also into the joys of female domination of yielding sissies. "Jacque, you asked what else happens at a slumber party? Women tells stories about the male conquests and the happy orgasms they experienced. Women swoon over the newest hunk in the movies and bring themselves to climax wishing they had that particular hunk in them. "But sometimes at a slumber party women look to themselves as the object of their lust and the source of their sexual pleasure. Tonight, I think, will be one of those nights. After all, Jacque, what is the fun of becoming a new woman, if you don't experience the most intimate of female pleasures. How a woman, which you are dying to become, gives pleasure to herself and to another woman. "Wendy, please prepare Jacqueline. Our new woman must be clean. Her most intimate receptacles must be immaculate. She must smell as fresh as possible if other woman are to bring their tongues and lips ever so close to her womanhood. And in case this happens to be her time of the month, introduce our little virgin to the fulfillment of tampons." I took Jacqueline by the hand as she arose from the makeup chair. Gently I kissed a roller in her hair. I guided her, as she shivered, to Claudette's gynecological examination chair. Carefully I sat her into the strange confines of this instrument and quickly strapped his ankles into the stirrups. As I pressed the button which raised his legs high above the level of his virgin male pussy, his eyes met mine. I smiled a reassurance and smiled to myself about what I was about to do to him. As he lay there with a game smile on his face, I prepared the enema solution. A very large quantity of the solution. Jacqueline must be clean. I placed the filled enema bag on the hanging stand right where Jacque could see it's fullness.He looked and he shuddered. Then I attached a rather large enema nozzle right in front of Jacque's eyes to the hose from the bag. Then I had Jacque kiss the nozzle. I smiled and quickly put a light coat of vaseline on the nozzle. With the nozzle glistening in front of Jacque's eyes, I gently put my vaselined finger into Jacque's sissy vagina. His eyes grew wide and fearful. I moved my finger around swiftly and efficiently to prepare Jacque for the nozzle. Jacque moaned. Claudette came to observe the process. "Wendy, after the enema please douche Jacqueline, then I will have a special surprise before you install his first tampon." Jacqueline took the nozzle with only the slightest wimper. When I was satisfied that the nozzle was deep within her pussy, I released the valve and the warm liquid flowed into Jacque. His eyes bulged as more and more fluid filled him to capacity. When the bag was empty, I closed the valve and left the nozzle inside Jacqueline. I placed my hand softly on her bloated abdomen and gently pressed. Jacque moaned again. "Jacqueline, you will have to wait for ten minutes before you can expel the nastiness inside you. Just lie there and bear it. You have to do what a woman has to do." Ten minutes was a long timer that large amount of enema fluid. It would be very uncomfortable. I pressed one more time and then moved my hands to his breasts and cupped them and massaged them. With each caress of his breasts, Jacque moaned and wiggled in his restraints. I was not going to release Jacque from his ankle restraints for while yet. After ten minutes I slowly withdrew the nozzle and brought a stainless steel large cupped bedpan up to Jacque's sissy vagina and finally allowed him to expel the enema. His body quivered at the release. When he had expelled all there was and shyly smiled with his lipsticked lips at me, I brought the douche bottle into his vision. "Jacque, now we must be sure you smell so nice for the rest of us girls. I am going to douche you with this lavender scented douche. In the future you will do this to yourself each day. you never know when some other woman may want to play with your sissy intimate areas." I plunged the slanted cylindrical tip of the douche bottle into Jacque and squeezed the douche liquid deep into his clean sissy hole. The air was filled with a lovely scent which made me want to kiss something. Since the douche bottle was still in place, I had to content myself with kissing another roller in Jacque's tightly wound head. When the douche had done it's work, Claudette came back into the room carrying two things. One was a box of Super Absorbent Tampax Tampons and the other was a turkey baster half filled with a reddish liquid. Claudette came next to Jacque and showed him the turkey baster. "Jacque since I am sure this time of the month is your period, I will let you know what we woman go through." Claudette inserted the turkey baster into Jacque's new pussy and squeezed a cup of warm tomato soup deep into him. "Wendy, take a tampon from the box and quickly, before Jacque starts to leak his female essence, install his first tampon. But, Wendy, use your teeth and mouth to insert the tampon. That way Jacqueline will have her first experience with a woman's lips coming near her own sissy pussy." Claudette was introducing me, a new woman, into the rites of lesbian pleasure at the same time as she was introducing Jacque, a really new woman, into the rites of womanhood. Jacque was watching, with his legs high in the air, as I opened the Tampax and slid a single package from the box. I ripped the paper covering and allowed the string to fall from the tube within. I took the tube and placed it in my mouth, holding it with my teeth at the plunger end. I left Jacque's line of sight and lowered my head to come even with his vagina. I poised the tip of the applicator at his sissy hole and just as I noticed a reddish liquid start to leak from that hole, I pushed with my head and the tip of the applicator went slowly into Jacque's sissy hole. As I pushed deeper my nose was happy to smell the douche we had just given him. The applicator was now in. Then I pushed the inside tube slowly releasing the tampon from the applicator deep inside Jacque. When my lips started to kiss his hole, I clenched my teeth and withdrew the applicator, leaving Jacque stuffed with his first tampon to soak up the female juices and leaving the cute little string to hang from this man's ass as a symbol of his new status as a newbie sissy, striving to be allowed into womanhood. Claudette patted Jacque on his raised butt and gently tugged his string. Satisfied that all was installed properly, she released Jacque's feet form the stirrups and lowered his legs. Jacque tentatively sat up, feeling for the first time the presence within him of a feminine hygiene product. A product he would become very at home with over the time to come. Claudette helped Jacqueline to her feet. His breasts stuck out with a new pride and his little string betrayed his humiliation. Claudette motioned for me to come closer and we three all embraced with our six breasts touching each other. Before we knew it, My lips were kissing Jacque's breasts thru his longline bra and Claudette was pushing her hand into my panty girdle searching for a way to my sissy pussy. We all three fell on the bed and were locked into a lesbian orgy for most of the night. Even occasionally getting our hair rollers hooked on each others and then laughing girlishly each time it happened. We eventually all fell asleep entangled in each other's arms and lingerie. My last though before slumber land was: Will I have to use my teeth tomorrow morning to take out Jacqueline's used tampon. I hope so.

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Preface It had been raining all day. It was a grey, steady, depressing rain that seemed to wash all the colours from the city, reminding you just how much of the city was built of stone, solid gray and unyielding. Paris had survived the rule of Louis XIV, had watched her citizens rebel in the French Revolution. She had been witness to the German tanks on the Champs Elysées, the very same streets that Napoleon had marched on. But today she was shrouded in rain, bearing witness to beginnings and...

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A BiAmerican in Paris Ch 11

Meagan called me into her office for two reasons. First to let me know that her time was up in the Paris office, the second reason was to tell me that I had a meeting with the prospect in Nice this Wednesday. ‘Walt it has been great working with you and you have a done an excellent job here. Keep up the good work and I’m sure that you will be made partner when your Paris stint is over.’ Meagan was so professional that she did not even mention the great sex we had over the past several months....

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An Unlikely Business Meeting in Paris

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Well Always Have Paris1

When the taxi lurched to a sudden stop, Diana nearly fell off the back seat."Voila!" the driver said, his right hand gesturing at the hotel entrance.Not much of an entrance, Diana thought. Well, she'd wanted the Left Bank and now she had it. When she climbed out of the taxi, she could see the St. Germain des Pres church up ahead, which made her feel much better. The hotel might be small, but at least here she was in the midst of youthful memories.The driver happily carried her two bags into the...

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Well Always Have Paris

This Story is written by Patricia51 and Katherine-T When the taxi lurched to a sudden stop, Diana nearly fell off the back seat. "Voila!" the driver said, his right hand gesturing at the hotel entrance. Not much of an entrance, Diana thought. Well, she'd wanted the Left Bank and now she had it. When she climbed out of the taxi, she could see the St. Germain des Pres church up ahead, which made her feel much better. The hotel might be small, but at least here she was in the midst of...

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Silkie n Paris Part2015 From No Anesthetic

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Jean Exposed In Paris Chapter 2

The elevator was empty when I entered on the basement spa floor. I used my room key to activate access to the suite floor and went to the back corner and leaned in. I rested my head on the paneled wall and plunged my hands in my robe pockets. I was physically and emotionally exhausted. The elevator rose to the reception floor and the cabin was immediately filled with guests and businessmen. In my exhausted state, I did not move.I kept my head leaning against the cabin wall looking up at the...

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A Rainy Night in Paris Ch 1415

Chapter 14 Alex heard the phone first and tried to ignore it. After a moment he realized it was not his phone, which means that it was Samantha’s. Despite an overwhelming desire to pretend that he did not hear it, he suspected that Samantha might not want to ignore it. ‘Whose?’ She asked sleepily. ‘Yours,’ he said pulling himself up and looking for the clock. ‘No one I know would call me at six-thirty in the morning, especially if they want me to do anything for them.’ By the time Samantha...

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A BiAmerican in Paris Ch 05

DISAPPOINTMENT TURNS TO PLEASURE On Friday at the Paris office I received a message from Monique that she was not going to be able to come to Paris for the weekend. I was bummed out as I was looking forward to spending time with her and having some great sex. I guess I was wearing my disappointment on my sleeve and Meagan noticed. ‘Is there something wrong?’ ‘No, it’s just that I had plans with a lady friend for the weekend and she cancelled.’ ‘That’s too bad, my plans got changed for...

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