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Christmas Carol
When I woke up the sun was shining through my window, bathing the room in
golden light. Golden curls brushed my chest tickling me softly. I took a
deep breath drowning in the lovely smell of my sweetie. Her head was
resting on my chest and she was breathing very lightly, but what I proudly
called happily and content. Her beautiful body was pressed against my side
and I could feel her tender skin and warmth.
I lay there for some moments taking in the peaceful air. I had found my
peace and love. 40 and a male virgin did not sound too promising in regard
of finding a partner - not for one night and sure not for a lifetime. But
somehow I scored jackpot! I met Carol on a scuba diving trip and promised
to send her some underwater pictures. What had started as an innocent
exchange of letters led to bigger feelings and finally we met again and
Cupid put a bunch of arrows through our hearts.
That was two years ago and I am sure no virgin anymore. Still I am always
surprised, how lucky I have been so far. You see I am not a bad looking guy
and I am not gay or something. It's just ... I don't know ... I always felt
kind of different. Sometimes I wished I could be a girl or a woman but just
for a day or so. I have never been sure if it was just curiosity or an
obsession, some suppressed feelings or an afterglow of a former life.
Driven by such feelings I became a closet cross dresser. But maybe this is
already a too big name for it. I tried different feminine items and
sometimes found they brought me peace. Sometimes for weeks, sometimes only
for the time I wore them. But still I was not sure what was 'wrong' with
me. Although I was pretty sure there was nothing wrong in total. Still I
thought it plain unfair to burden such things on a girl who might fall in
love with me and so I never searched and I wasn't found either - until
there was Carol.
I fell in love with Carol - more I base jumped head first into love. No
stopping, no second thoughts, no security rope and she broke down all those
barriers I had erected around my heart over the years.
Maybe first there was curiosity and sometime even light jealousy about her
body, but soon it became natural and I kind of accepted me the way I was.
My soul found peace and my body too. And love was great. And sex? I can't
even tell... We were like two pieces of the same body and soul that finally
had found each other.
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I took a deep breath again and I could feel her stir too. She moved tiny
bits of her body as if not to wake me up. I whispered "morning, honey
bunny" into her ear and brushed her neck and back with my finger tips. She
slowly spun her head around and the loveliest blue eyes I have ever seen
beamed at me - full of love and topped with a tiny wicked spark. She
crawled and wiggled sexily on top of me, smiled at me and planted a sweet
kiss on my hungry lips. Her naked skin pressed hot against mine and her
heat spread through my body. Immediately my little buddy became alive and
started to grow.
Her wicked smile intensified before she planted another hot kiss on my
parting lips. Her tongue teasingly poked between my lips and her eyes
flashed another wicked spark at me, while she murmured sweet 'I love you's
through our tongue fighting. I told her the same while tracing her spine
and ribs with my finger nails. Finding the right speed and pressure
resulted in cute goose bumps. She squealed a bit and wound her body on top
of me.
Suddenly a more wicked thought flashed through her mind as I could tell
from the look in her eyes. Not long and she flipped over, still laying on
top of me. Now her back was on my front and her cute little buttocks found
my little buddy - squeezing him gently but merciless. She knew exactly that
I could not withstand this. He grew harder and harder and I almost feared
he would burst any moment soon.
But I am not that helpless, you know. I crawled a bit up the backrest with
Carol still on top and supported her head with a cushion. Now my hands
free, I steadied her while I pulled up my knees so that the hollows of her
knees rested on my knee caps. Those preparations finished I looked over her
shoulder and it was easy to imagine her body was mine. I could see her
tender legs where my mind reported mine. I could see her beautiful breasts
move up and down when I took a breath and when I stretched my neck a bit
more I could see her belly and a silky little bush, but my buddy was
nowhere in sight. Still I could feel him grow harder and harder when I
closed her/my legs.
My hands had long started to take a journey over 'my' body. I closed my
eyes while my hands brushed 'my' belly, 'my' slim sides or 'my' soft and
round mounds. 'My' nipples hardened and became erect when I gently traced
their contours. I started to squeeze and massage 'my' breasts slowly and
lightly. Carol let out some moans which drove me further.
My left hand slid from 'my' left breast and moved further down. It was
replaced by my right hand. My left hand had found 'my' soft bush and
brushed it with two fingers. My right hand continued massaging 'my' left
breast and caressing its nipple with as little force as possible.
Simultaneously my right forearm took over to massage 'my' right breast.
Carol threw her head back and I placed some sweet kisses along her slender
neck and on her cheek. Then I started sucking her earlobes.
She had already begun to contract and to relax her buttocks every few
seconds and my little buddy wasn't that little anymore. My left hand had
moved further and was now caressing and stroking 'my' moist and damp slit.
Suddenly my buddy's head touched my finger tips and destroyed part of the
illusion. I drew my hand back a bit and let my fingers trace along the
folds covering her clit. When Carol and I found the same rhythm it really
felt like 'my' fold and 'my' skin and even 'my' clit again.
Carol's moans and screams had grown until she suddenly placed her right
hand between her legs. It now cupped her little mound and my buddy. Her
fingers started drumming against my shaft. Its tip was now drumming against
her clit. Both were throbbing with ecstasy. Our breathing grew faster and
louder. My hands found 'my' breasts again and I closed my eyes imagining
how her fingers stroked 'our' clit. A wetness gushed down my shaft and my
pubic hairs became even wetter than they had already felt before.
The rhythm of her finger became faster and Carol came long and hard. She
screamed. But instead of falling back and starting to relax she sat up. Now
I could feel her nether lips pressed against the base of my shaft half
encompassed by them and then her hand grabbing my buddy. She began stroking
it and increasing the pressure and the rhythm quite the perfect way - just
as if she could feel how it was for me. I guess she was because of her
little knob rubbing against my hot skin down there. And then I could feel
the pressure build up inside me and the veins pent-up as if about to tear
each second. The biggest climax I had ever had was on its way. Carol
screamed like she felt the same and then it came. Our bodies shook and we
screamed and I could feel another gush running through my pubic hair and
down the skin of my inner thighs. I climaxed and I felt the spasms by I
could not feel fluidal relief. Still it was the best orgasm ever!
Carol relaxed a bit and collapsed backwards onto my chest. We were both
breathing heavily. Still I managed to embrace her and kiss her neck and
cheek. We both lay there in our afterglows before she managed to tilt her
head and we kissed long and lovingly. My hands found her breasts again and
I gently traced her mounds. My nails teasingly scratched her soft skin
until the goose bumps were back. Her nipple still stood hard and erect like
in icy air. My hands explored further parts of her bodily landscape, roamed
free over her twitching sides and trembling belly. Everything was warm and
moisten by sweat. My left hand sneaked down to her sweet triangle, but was
stopped short by my little buddy ... MY LITTLE BUDDY!?!?!
My head shoot up and my eyes were about to pop out off their sockets while
I peered over her shoulder. There, right through the valley of her lovely
breasts I could see the very familiar and very private part of me resting
deflated between her soft curly hairs on top of her belly just like it had
on mine so many times. My hand darted forward and I could see my fingers
grab my penis. But although I felt with my fingertips, what my mind
expected and what my eyes witnessed, I COULD NOT FEEL IT! It was like I was
not touching mine but someone else's penis. Then as surreal as it appeared
through the clouds of my foggy mind a tiny voice told me exactly that might
be the case! But if this was 'Carol's penis' what was ...?
My arm dashed forward trying to extend its reach so that my fingertips
could reach down where my buddy had been all those years. I wiggled them
this way and that but all I could feel was a sticky moist and Carol's
double-paired lips. That's when my mind registered that I could actually
FEEL nails brushing MY (?) skin exactly matching the way my fingertips felt
Carol's (?) sweet folds of skin! My middle finger followed the damp notch
up and I COULD ACTUALLY FEEL IT SLIDING OVER MY SKIN!
Then my finger hit a little knob and an electrifying shock rushed through
my body. I had touched MY CLIT! I wiggled frantically out from under Carol.
She gnarled a bit, still in her afterglow and not ready to move yet. I sat
up and looked down. She lay there next to me, her eyes closed and her lips
still grumpily pressed together. She looked perfectly normal if not for my
good old little buddy down there. My gaze snapped to my nether regions and
I too looked more or less normal. That is, if you count the absence of my
dick and its replacement by a barely visible slit normal. My usually bushy
hair was kind of flattened and covered with brownish milky slime. A bit
scared I touched it. It felt normal too, beside the sticky mess, of course.
When I turned my hand, my finger had the same red-brownish tint and smelt
coppery and rusty. BLOOD! I touched the area but I could see and feel no
wound. Everything looked and felt as if it had ever been like that.
Slowly and carefully as if not to be caught in a trap my finger moved down
through my pubic hairs. I avoided the little nub. Instead I let my middle
finger trace the top of my inner lips. A warmth began to spread through me
while I felt them swell just the tiniest bit. My finger slid along those
closed lips like on cruise control. The nice feeling intensified. The
fingertip moved with lesser and lesser resistance as a moist film formed
underneath. Suddenly the lips relaxed and my finger dove down into the hot
skin beneath. It felt exactly as it had always felt with Carol. But this
time I felt my finger enter ... intrude ... invade!
Shocked I pulled it out and looked at MY PUSSY and my finger. Then my eyes
locked onto my (?) buddy. It still lay there slouched against Carol's
pelvis bone. I grabbed it and pulled a bit. But it did not come loose.
Carol snarled shortly but remained kind of unconscious. I bent HER dick
this way and that, back and forth, but it really was attached as if it
belonged there and had always been this way.
While I had examined her new appendance Carol's snarls morphed into soft
moans. I did not register it first, but now her dick grew slowly between my
fingers. The one-eyed snake looked me straight in the eyes. I don't know
why but suddenly I was moving closer. Some time ago I read that almost
every boy tries to reach his penis with his mouth - mainly out of curiosity
- but fails. Maybe this curiosity was back now or ... oh I just don't know.
Anyhow only moments later I found myself probing the taste with my tongue.
It didn't taste bad. It didn't really taste at all. It mainly smelled. It
smelled of Carol's juices and a bit fishy. I tasted a bit more. Now I found
it tasted a lot like Carol's juices, too. The more I licked the more I
found the same fruity and sweet taste I had enjoyed so much when eating
Carol's pussy. Maybe it was just a bit more salty. When I looked at the tip
again a little milky drop had formed. Without further thought I licked it
clean. Carol moaned softly.
Carol had always complained I was too big and her jaw joints would hurt too
much when she tried it. So maybe it appeared like a challenge or a test
when I opened my lips and engulfed the tip. I opened my jaws wider and slid
down her shaft bit by bit. My muscles ached a bit too, but finally the tip
touched my uvula. I almost gagged so I drew back an inch or so. Carol
breathed in sharply.
A wicked grin played around my lips as far as this is possible with such
stretched ones. I sucked a little harder and moved my lips slowly up and
down. Her breathing became faster. My tongue found the tip and drove around
the rim. All the while I was sucking with alternating intensity. Carol
began to moan louder and to throw her head from side to side. Her buddy
twitched and my lips felt the blood rushing through its veins. Suddenly a
muffled cry escaped her lips, her pelvis shoot up and her body went rigid.
That's when my mouth filled with gush after gush as her buddy twitched.
Carol's body relaxed and so did her buddy. I still kept it engulfed and the
space left was filled with her fluids. What could I do besides spitting it
on my bed? Hence I swallowed. It didn't taste bad either - just different.
I sucked and licked and swallowed, but soon my little friend retreated and
slipped out.
I looked at it as it fell back against her pelvis before I turned around
and looked at Carol. She lay there still breathing heavily, her head turned
away from me. Now it turned my way as she looked back. A sweet smile washed
over her features and she glowed again.
I snuggled close to her and kissed her square on the lips. She wrinkled her
nose a bit and a surprised look shortly washed over her features before it
was replaced by love and happiness. I rested my head on her shoulder and
began to play with her nipples. They were still erect and I touched them as
gentle as I could. Carol started to purr and then her hand moved slowly
downwards. When she reached my private spot, her hand went searching and
came away empty-handed literally.
That's when a static shock hit my nerves and her eyes snapped open in
shock, too. She had found my clit and it dawned on me that she did not
perceive our 'modifications' before. I watched her silently while her hand
travelled slowly and fearfully to her midsection. Although she might have
guessed already, when she found my extra-inches attached there her eyes
grew even bigger. She sat up and looked down speechlessly taking in the new
view.
I waited for her to calm down and come to terms with what she saw.
Meanwhile my hand caressed her back. It felt as if minutes ticked by,
before she collapse onto my shoulder and looked me timidly in the eyes.
"How?" was all she could breathe.
"Don't know... I thought you would know or ..." I made a long pause to
decide whether or not to continue. "... you had something to do with it..."
Now I was the one breathing the last part. I averted my eyes, because it
felt so wrong to accuse her.
Startled she jerked back. I could feel her stare at me. I looked into her
eyes again. She was still confused, but at least not offended. I tried a
little smile.
"Maybe it's just ... an illusion...?"
She stared at me again. Then her hand shoot forward and when her finger met
my new soft spot I almost jumped out of the bed.
"Do you still think this is an illusion?" she asked sarcastically.
"Ummm ... no..."
"Thought so!"
I was speechless. Now it was my time to stare at her. After a while I
managed: "Sorry! I didn't want to hurt you. Nor was I blaming you. I ... I
just didn't know how this could happen..."
"... and then how do you think I would have done that?" She asked still a
bit provocatively, but not that harsh anymore.
"I don't know ... but you were the last one ... ummm ... you know ...
playing with him..."
She peered at me a minute or two and then her features lightened up. "Not
when I think about it..." A playful smile curled her lips as she raised her
right eyebrow.
I looked at her dumbstruck before it hit me and I blushed. "... but ... but
I didn't ... and that ... was after ..." I silenced.
She laughed and patted my belly. "Don't be ashamed! It was... good ...
strange ... no that's not what I mean... It was fantastic! Different and
good and fantastic and familiar and strange somehow... Argh! I ... I don't
know..."
It seemed she wasn't mad no more.
"I just hope we soon switch back. I think I feel my bladder..."
"Me too... But ... uhm ... you know it works for that too. At least I've
never had to complain..." Now it was my turn to smile wickedly and Carol's
to turn red.
"Okay" she answered seconds later and crawl toward the edge of the bed. But
I had already whirled my legs out of the sheets and was standing next to
the door.
"Me first! Now that I am the 'girl'..." and I went running while Carol
shouted after me: "Okay, but hurry! I don't know how much longer I can hold
it back with this ... thing!"
I had already sat down when she ended her speech. Don't know what all those
stories stereotypically were ranting about. I hadn't thought twice about
it. I just sat down. Okay, maybe it was because I still was bare-naked, but
men have to sit on the john too ... at least from time to time.
I could feel my bladder pushing but it still took me a while to relax
enough and on the right spot too hear the liberating hissing sound. I
breathed a sigh of relief while I became aware that Carol was standing in
the doorframe shifting from one foot to another knees pressed together like
a little girl. I sprang up and was about to leave the throne to her when
she stopped me short.
"You have to wipe yourself clean, you know... Otherwise you might catch an
infection now that you..." She waved her hand up and down in my direction.
When I looked at her clueless, she added. "And always from front to back or
just patting..." I went to comply, but she was already about to find relief
herself. A moment she was standing there as if not sure if to sit or to
stand, but then turned around and sat down, too. Now she was the one
searching for the right muscles.
I stood there holding my used toilet tissue not sure what to do next. It
was so bizarre. Finally, a hiss of relief came from Carol, too. When she
stood up, I returned her favor: "You have to shake off the last drops. You
may dab him try, too, but the paper tends to stick there and it is a pain
in the ... to get rid off it again!" Blushing she turned around and gave my
former buddy a good shaking.
"Easy there! If you doing it more than twice you are playing with it!" I
repeated the bad line of all those gender bender flicks while I bend around
her to drop the tissue into the bowl. That's when I saw a red tint on it. I
remembered the blood and went over to the tub. There I sat on its rim using
the douche to get clean down there. Carol watched me a while before she
came over. I turned off the water and stood up. But instead of handing me
the towel she kneeled down in front of me and dabbed my pussy dry as I had
done on her so many times before.
She dropped the towel and told me with a wink: "Now let me see if
everything is clean and dry..." Her hand probed here and there caressing my
new mounds and folds before adding: "Hmm, looks okay to me, but one can
never be too sure!" And with that she kissed the top of my slit, before I
felt her tongue tracing it between my legs as far as it would go. "Yummm!
Clean and sweet smelling, too!"
This took me a bit by surprise. Carol had frequently told me she found her
vagina ugly, how it grossed her out and how she could never understand what
I liked about it anyway. She had also told numerous times how disgusting a
lesbian love scene appeared to her. Still she was trooper enough to boldly
go where no other (wo)man had ever gone before.
I couldn't reflect about it any longer, as a warm and moist feeling spread
through me. My knees trembled and were about to go weak. So I drew her up
and kissed her passionately on her soft and tender lips. While I hold her
pressed tide against my chest something brushed my inner thigh. Since I had
stood legs apart when Carol dabbed me dry, my - uhm - her buddy had enough
space to inflate. Soon it was brushing my new lips. I brought my thighs a
little bit closer together trapping him there. Then I began to move my
pelvis back and forth. Carol stalled our kissing for a short moment,
smiled, purred and took over the rhythm herself.
Soon I picked her up and she tried to wrap her legs around me like we had
done so often in the past, but this time she winced when her hard-on
blocked her ascent. I moved my nether region out of his way. When I felt
the tip on my belly I straightened up again and Carol slung her legs harder
around me. Now 'my' member was pressed against my belly again, but it still
felt different. For one it was bent the wrong way. It was the wrong side
pressing against me, too, and it was too high and much harder. I guessed,
that's because when it had been hard before it was pushing away from me and
now against me.
Not thinking too much about it I carried Carol back to our bed. I noticed
another side of the absence of my buddy. I had been too occupied before
when nature called, but now I took in nothing hitting my thighs and nothing
swinging this way and that. There was only a different kind of rubbing of
skin between my legs. And that skin was reporting sensations, my mind could
not really identify yet.
I reached the bed, laid Carol down and slipped in next to her. She pushed
me on my back and climbed on top of me. Then she placed her buddy against
my slit and slowly rocked back and forth. I could feel my pussy respond. I
became very excited but I could not feel the growing of an erection as
usual before today. Still there was a similar feeling joined by some kind
of need. I was about to grab my old buddy when Carol suddenly turned
around. Now her head was close to my pussy while her balls were dangling
right before my eyes.
I could feel some slow kisses and an exploring finger and finally a teasing
tongue. It found my new lips and then my clit. More gentle this time and
more arousing. Her lips engulfed that little nub and then there was this
sucking. I have always thought it was great when Carol gave me a BJ, but
now I knew what it really could feel like. I felt fluids building up and an
energy and warmth taking over my body before finally everything broke loose
and I had an orgasm of a lifetime.
Carol turned around, wiped her lips clean with the back of her hand and
bowed down to kiss me. I could taste her ... my ... oh what so ever ...
pussy on her lips. It was as sweet and yummy as usually. Still I had that
need. So I grabbed her erect buddy and poked around for my new cavity.
Carol laughed a bit and then took over.
"Now the pussy is on you and I still have to show this little fellow the
correct way..."
I was opening my mouth for a snappy comment when something cool and hot at
the same time entered me. The feeling of intrusion was back but Carol was
already pushing the rest of her into me. It was really weird but so
exciting, too. Carol pulled back slowly and pushed again. I felt my pussy
muscles tremble craving for more. But Carol went rigid. Her buddy twitched
and there was a new warmth inside me. That was all?
"Sorry, but it was so exiting!" Carol averted her eyes.
"I know how exited this little fellow is when around this pussy..." I
smiled and added. "Don't worry! I don't blame you. I had to learn it, too,
as you might recall." I really didn't blame her. I knew it was the same for
me when those inches were mine.
Still I had that unfulfilled craving. When my buddy still was mine and came
that fast, I had to keep him excided for the next 20 seconds or so. If I
managed to keep him hard that long I could go on for an 'eternity' because
he had to recharge for the next load. Knowing this I kept my new muscles
trembling as well as I could muster and really Carol didn't slip out of me.
She remained hard and began to shove and retract rhythmically.
A new orgasm was coming my way and Carol kept her rhythm up. My hands
steadied her and pulled her deeper inside until I came. There were spasms
inside me and that's when Carol came too. Then she collapsed on top of me.
Her face was glowing once more and she was red and sweaty, but I guess so
was I. I kissed her a lot before we both fell asleep in each other's arms.
When I woke up again, we were still nestled against each other. Carefully I
rolled us over. My bladder was already complaining again and I thought I
should better clean me down there, too. When I tried to slide off of her,
there was a dead stop. Astonished I tried the other way and it worked as it
had all those years before. I looked down and my little buddy was back
where it belonged. So was Carol's sweet pussy.
A little sad I shuffled over to the bathroom. When I passed the living room
I saw the Christmas tree. Right! Today was Christmas day! But there were no
presents and no parcels underneath the tree. We had all we needed. We had
us. So we didn't wish for anything beside...
I had made a silent wish! I wished we would love each other even more in
all those coming years together and that we would learn to understand each
other better and better.
I think this night was a good start. But who knows there are still
birthdays, Easter and other Christmases to come...
Makenna
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