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A New Start in Life 6
As we went down the stairs I felt a shiver of excitement passing through
me, wondering what tonight would bring. I kept asking him where we were
going but he kept telling me to wait and see.
We went to a quiet pub close to my house and he got me my usual white
wine spritzer and a pint for himself, we chatted for a while and I found
out he was going home tomorrow afternoon this suited me as we could, if
my plans went well, sleep in on Sunday morning.
I was a bit worried, well a lot worried what he would say, do, think when
he saw me naked, would he be repulsed because under my prosthetic bits
and bobs I was basically male, the same as he was.
About half way down our drinks he phoned a taxi, I didn't hear the
destination but the cab would be here in 10 minutes.
I smiled at him saying "you are really spoiling me tonight" he kissed my
hand, a shiver went through me, he said "you deserve it, you are
beautiful." I decided to take the bull by the horns and remind him that I
was not as I seemed to be "yes, but remember I'm not" he put a finger on
my lips "Sssh, don't even say it, you are a beautiful girl Susanna - ok"
he said to me, all I could do was nod.
The taxi came and he again helped me on with my jacket, we got into the
back of the cab and I snuggled into him, my hand on the inside of his
thigh.
When we stopped it was outside a TexMex restaurant that I've been wanting
to go to for ages, I gave out a little squeal and kissed him, excitedly I
wriggled out of the car which was difficult in the tight dress I was
wearing, but I managed it without incident, I hung onto his arm as we
went inside, making sure everyone knew we were a couple.
The meal was fantastic, as it was 3 weeks to Christmas there was a group
playing and dancing, I loved it and had a fantastic night.
Rob had arranged for a taxi for one in the morning and the drive back to
my place was intimate, I snuggled into him, my fingers stroking the
inside of his thigh we kissed and I let my hand move up and caressed the
bulge in his trousers, he gave a slight moan, I whispered in his ear "are
you coming up for coffee or something" there was a world of meaning in
the something. He kissed me saying "are you sure Susanna?" "Oh yes
sweetheart, I've never been more certain of anything" I whispered.
We arrived at my place and he paid the taxi I slipped my arm into the
crook of his elbow and snuggled into him, we went upstairs, his hand on
my bum squeezing my cheeks gently, it was so erotic.
I opened the door and we went inside my flat, I just about threw myself
into his arms, my arms around his neck he kissed me passionately our
tongues writhing as he explored my mouth, my fingers were running through
his hair, my body moulded into his, I could feel his erection, and it
felt good, so, so, good.
We parted our faces an inch or so from each other, "Susanna" he whispered
"I've never done anything like this before" I smiled softly at him and
replied "I'm not surprised, there are not many girl's like me." He shook
his head "no, no, darling it's not that, it's just that I've never done
this before, ever" I suddenly realised what he was saying "Rob do you
mean I'm your first" miserably he nodded, "you don't mind do you?" I was
dumbfounded, he was a virgin and me a trans girl was going to be his
first experience, now I didn't know what to do, was it fair to him?
Surely he should experience making love with a complete girl, I just
didn't know anymore I really wished Kelly or Shonali were here to advise
me!
I smiled at him, took his head between my hands and kissed him gently, my
mind working frantically so I just said "well this is my first time too,
shall we take it nice and easy and see where we go, if either of us don't
feel comfortable at and stage we'll just go back a step - ok" I said this
with a hint of pleading in my voice. He looked at me "you don't mind then
Susanna, really?" I kissed him deeply and slid his jacket down his arms;
he took the lead off me and slid my jacket off. We fell onto the sofa our
lips locked our bodies entwined, I lay on the sofa looking up at his
face, he was undecided as to what to do next, so I took his hand and
placed it on my breast, "can you feel my heart pounding" I whispered, as
I removed my hand and placed it on the bulge in his trousers, he carried
on massaging my breasts, I could feel my own chest moving under his
ministrations and moaned, (of course I couldn't feel through my false
breasts but as long as I could feel my chest moving it felt quite
exquisite), I could imagine they were my own breasts.
I move from under him, laying across his chest, kissing him and undoing
the buttons of his shirt, his chest only had a sparse covering of hair
down the centre, I opened his shirt until it was ready to come off his
shoulders, then I started kissing and licking his chest, while I massaged
his erection, as I kissed, he was running his fingers through my hair,
stroking my neck and back, moaning and breathing really heavily - I think
he was enjoying what I was doing to him, soon I wanted more, I wanted to
see and hold his manhood so very gently I unfastened his trousers and I
think he held his breath while I was working, I worked his jeans down
making him lift his bum so I could take his jeans off, I could see now
that he was quite well endowed, his underpants were really tented, I slid
my hands under the elastic and he moaned as my questing fingers found
hiss shaft, it was red hot and so, so, smooth I put my fingers around his
engorged shaft he cried out as he hit his orgasm!
He was devastated, so I quickly tried to make him feel better, by
apologising to him for teasing him for so long, saying that the next one
would be better and I wouldn't tease him, I think it worked and
unknowingly I learned another lesson about being female, that is to make
your man feel good.
As much as I wanted to make love as a woman, I felt that I wasn't ready,
and poor Rob certainly was not ready - well not for me, I had decided
rightly or wrongly that for his first time he needed a whole girl and
that certainly was not me. (Would I live to regret this decision?)
I let his hands roam over my body, I was moaning and writhing with
pleasure, I wondered how much more intense would this feeling be when I
had my own boobs, soon I could feel him getting hard again, this time I
released his manhood from the confines of his boxers, my hand ran up and
down his shaft squeezing and teasing with my nails, all the time he was
stroking and caressing my body, I could feel the tension building up, but
I didn't have a solid erection, inside the tube where my girl clittie is
encased I had a very soft erection, not long about 2", as I played with
both his lovely dick, and balls, being
very careful with my nails I get the urge to taste him, as I lowered my
head I shuddered, I had orgasmed, the feeling was wonderful, then my
body shuddered and I hit a second orgasm, more intense than the first, I
was having female like orgasms - was it the hormones? I just didn't know
or care, I just enjoyed them.
I kissed the purple head of his shaft and both he and the object of my
desire jumped, he was about to say something but I shushed him and
carried on with my exploration, I tentatively licked around the head of
his man shaft, he was about 8" long and quite thick,
The taste was not as bad as I expected, quite earthy with a slight taste
of the soap he used and also salty, I got braver and took him further
into my mouth, I heard him moan my name as he stroked my hair, I made
sure that as I sucked I also licked and coated his shaft well with my
saliva, soon it was really slick and I could suck and lick at will, my
fear that his shaft would taste nasty or horrible, well I had absolutely
nothing to worry about, all I could taste was him, and the musky smell
was his, it quite excited me to such a degree I had another orgasm, my
thong was a mess, all sticky, but it was well worth it for the pleasure I
was giving him, and if the truth e known, the pleasure I was getting.
He was now moaning and panting, saying my name then he screamed "Susanna,
Oh God I'm going to cum" I already knew this as I could feel another
taste on the eye of his shaft, I assumed this was pre cum, then as he
tried to take my head away from his shaft (I was having none of that, I
was going to taste his seed), he jerked and I felt his seed spray into my
mouth, I carried on sucking and swallowing, taking all his warm, salty,
musky cum into my mouth and swallow it, I really felt connected and if I
dare say it feminine, doing this for her man.
After he stopped cumming, I carefully licked his rapidly shrinking cock
clean. I raised my head and looked him in the eyes, he had a look of
bliss on his face, he looked down at me, put his hands on either side of
my cheeks and brought my face close to his and kissed me deeply, his
tongue burrowing into my mouth, actually tasting his seed.
"Susanna" he panted "you are the most wonderful girl in the world, I have
never, ever had anything like that before; you are amazing." I luxuriated
in his praise and kiss, feeling fulfilled and contented.
However I also was sticky, tired and had a long day tomorrow, so I
suggested that I make coffee while he got dressed, but as coffee may wake
us up, I came back with 2 mugs of hot chocolate and snuggled down next to
him, as I had decided he was not sleeping with me, I gently turned the
conversation towards him going home, of course the talking was punctuated
by a lot of kissing and stroking, he left somewhat reluctantly at four in
the morning.
I went and cleaned myself up, my make up was all over my face, but it was
fun getting it all over my face, I had to take my Wee Vee off and wash it
clean, slipping to the satin purple night dress I was going to wear if
Rob had stayed the night got into bed and fell asleep.
The next day I came to about 11am by the ring tone of my i-phone, looking
at it I saw it was Kelly "Hi" I said "how's home?" "Bugger home" she said
"how did last night go - you know did you?" "Kelly" I exclaimed "you
can't ask things like that" another voice said "Oh yes we can Susanna
Johnson, we're your best friends" it was Shonali, I realised that they
were still thinking about me and looking after me (as well as being
nosey).
"Well not really" I answered them then I went and told them about Rob
being a virgin!
They both squealed at this "Oh no, What did you do" they asked more or
less together, chuckling I answered them "well I really wish you two were
there to guide me, in the end I decided that I was not going to sleep
with him, until I become a complete girl, or he finds a girl to loose his
cherry to"
"Oh Susanna, we know why you did that but oh you silly girl, you are more
than girl enough to introduce him to the joys of making love" "But" I
started, when Shoni cut me off, "it you're going to say your not a real
girl then DON'T, you are better looking and more caring than many genetic
girls - no arguments" I had never heard Shoni so annoyed so I didn't
argue, simply said "sorry" we talked for about half an hour about what
they were planning on doing, Kelly said "if you can't come and see us
over Christmas, please, please come to see the New Year in with your best
mates." I surrendered and agreed to go and visit them for the New Year,
now I would have to try and get the bruising down by then!
The rest of Sunday was spent putting all of Kelly's, Shonali's and my
clothes into the box room as I was also getting fitted bedrooms done, so
by the end of next week the work would be nearly completed and all the
new beds (double) and furniture would be in and I could start putting
their clothes back - while the new fitted bathrooms were done (I forgot
to mention that job), the only bed I was not changing was mine as it held
too many nice memories of me first becoming Susanna, the three of us
cuddling together and crying together
The reason I have decided to do the work to my flat is, now I am happy,
before when I wanted to live as Susanna but was afraid to I really didn't
care, now I wanted a light airy feminine place for the three of us to
live for the time being, and it adds value to my investment, I just hoped
Kelly and Shonali would like what I was doing to their bedrooms!
I got an early night in bed on Sunday as the decorators were due at eight
and I was due in hospital at ten. I had already packed a small case to
cover the seven days I was to be in hospital - as I was paying for this I
was determined to get the best after care I could.
So on Monday morning I dressed with care, I didn't wear my breast forms
or Wee Vee but I took then with me, I dressed carefully in a cream jersey
maxi dress with taupe court shoes with a short (for me) 3" heel, tan
tights and flesh coloured bra and thong, I used minimal make up, as I was
going to be operated on later in the day, but I still looked feminine and
girlie.
The decorators arrived just after eight with the designer and we went
through the plans, all the old furniture was to go to charity, my bed was
marked as not to go, all this would be taken care of by the workers, the
total time for the decorators was 3 days, then the bedroom fitters would
take a further three days, then the following Monday the bathroom fitters
would take three days, so in 10 days time I would have all the work
finished, including the work on me!
I left for the private hospital about 9:30 getting there for just before
10, I was booked in and taken to a very pleasant room, to unpack and wait
for the surgeon, who was to visit about 11, as I sat there waiting
butterflies were gathering in my stomach; finally he arrived and
explained to me what was going to happen, which was quite interesting to
me, the work on my nose would take about 2 hours, apparently with the
female face the angle between the nose and the forehead is quite shallow,
where on a male its more noticeable,
I was quite lucky as my features were quite delicate and the angle
between my nose and forehead were in the range of a female, while not
perfect, over 50% of the female population had similar measurements to
mine. (I would look like a 'normal' woman)
So the main work on my nose would be to make it more feminine, this meant
slight narrowing and generally making my nose delicate.
The shaving of my Adams apple was a straight forward procedure, and would
take about an hour, he explained that tensioning my vocal chords was not
an precise operation, as there was a chance if they were tensioned too
much I would end up with a high squeaky voice, so what they do is a
slight tensioning so my voice should be in the lower female register, the
surgeon smiled and said that I would have one of those low sexy voices, I
smiled at this. Also I was not to talk for a week and only then after I
had had a consultation with him. I asked about when the bruising would go
away, and told him why. I was really happy when he told me that in 3
weeks the bruises should go down as I had told him I was a fast healer,
to make sure of this for the first two days after surgery they would
apply cold compresses then after that warm compresses which should help
reduce the bruising, coupled to this he would put me on a medication that
contains natural enzymes that aid in recovery and reduction of bruises.
Oh and another thing I was to eat mush for 2 weeks!!!
After ensuring I was happy, I signed the forms and changed into a
hospital gown at 1pm I was given my pre-med and shortly after wheeled to
the theatre, happily dreaming of the day I would be the girl I wanted to
be!
I slowly came too after the operation, hearing someone calling my name
"Susanna, Susanna come on wake up," I groaned and opened my eyes, one of
the nurses was patting my hand to walk me, as soon a I opened my eyes she
said "remember dear, don't speak at all, now you are back with us we'll
get you to your room and make you comfortable" I had just enough sense to
nod my head "good girl" she smiled as the porters started wheeling me
back to my room. When I got back to my room I was put back in bed and a
nurse gave me some iced water to drink, or it would be truer to say it
was dripped down my throat as it was quite painful to swallow, for the
first couple of days I was to be fed intravenously, again to minimise
swallowing, however as I was breathing through my mouth my throat was
really dry, the reason for breathing like this was that my nose was
packed to help internal healing.
The surgeon arrived and told me that everything had gone well and he was
certain that I would be pleased with the results, he also told me that
shortly they were going to give me something in the drip to make me sleep
until the next day - as I was now starting to feel some pain, this seemed
like a good idea to me! Also to help prevent my throat from drying out I
was going to breathe using a mask which supplied moist air.
I watched as he injected something into my IV then I remember nothing,
this went on for two days as the pain in my throat became less, I was
allowed to eat 'solids', this is the wrong name for the mashed up food I
was given, porridge, soggy cereals, soup (this was good and tasted of
something).
Every day my nasal packing and dressings were changed, cold, then warm
compresses were applied regularly, the dressing on my throat was
changed, and on the 4th day the splint which held my nose in the desired
shape was removed and the packing taken out,
I could now breathe through my nose what an absolute relief! When I first
looked at my 'new' nose I got a real shock (as the surgeon said I would)
it looked like I had been on the wrong end of a beating, my face was
swollen, bruising extended from my eyes down to my top lip and across my
cheeks, my nose was somewhere in there just a little bit poking out.
Every day I sent texts to Kelly and Shonali telling them I had lost my
voice (true) and had laryngitis (white lie) but otherwise I was fine
(true) our texts were about anything and everything, Rob also sent me
text messages quite loving one's too.
I was due to be discharged on Friday, but it was decided to keep me in
until Monday, using my i-pad I asked the nurse to phone the designer and
tell them, also ask them how the work was progressing, which she did and
the bedrooms would be finished on Monday also the fitters had made a
start on one of the bathrooms so were well on track to finishing next
Wednesday.
During my time in the hospital I did a lot of course work, to pass the
time and a lot of texting to Kelly and Shoni and also Rob. The food
altered to scrambled eggs, soup, ice cream (yummy) and of course porridge
with honey (nearly yummy).
Finally Monday came and the surgeon gave me a really good examination at
the end of it he asked me to speak softly, giving me a card to read from.
I started to speak then stopped "if that really my voice?" I asked him,
to my ears it sounded, well all I can say if feminine, a soft contralto
the surgeon told me.
"I can still tell it's my voice" I said, "but it sounds so different to
me", he smiled and told me that I would soon get used to it, but for the
next week speak softly, do not shout or scream, and I had to go to his
office next Monday, put warm face cloths on the bruises at regular
intervals and keep taking the capsules and the bruising should be gone by
Christmas with luck but certainly by New Year. He also warned me that
soon I would get a sore throat, which I was to treat as a normal sore
throat and suck over the counter medication; this would last for a few
days or so and was part of the healing process.
After making an appointment for the next Monday next he gave me a good
check up, making sure that the implant was ok and the rest of me was ok,
commenting upon the swelling around my nipples that I thought was wishful
thinking, he said that it was signs that the hormones were working which
really pleased me, soon, oh soon I would have my own little breasts.
Back in my room I attached my breast forms and wiggled into my Wee Vee,
now I felt better, I would only look better when the bruises receded.
I slipped into clean cream satin underwear, tan tights, then slipped into
the same maxi skirt shoes and coat I arrived in, packed my toiletries and
small case I left for home, the bruising prominent.
I arrived home mid afternoon, the bedroom fitters and decorators had
finished and I was ecstatic with the results, all three bedrooms were as
I had imagined, the furniture matched and they were all decorated in
Kelly's, Shonali's and my favourite colours, with modern wardrobes,
dressing table, drawers and bed, each of the two girls had built in TV's
which were raised up and down by remote control - I really hoped the
girls would like their new rooms.
Over the next few days the bathrooms were finished, both of them were
ultra modern with bidet's large baths with Jacuzzi jets, waterfall taps,
modern sinks, shower cubicles with top of the range massage power showers
they were fantastic, and I think one of the bathroom fitters fancied me,
as he asked me for a drink, if I'd have been bruise free I would have
accepted as he was hunky, but I told him that I would be self conscious
to go out, but I gave him my land line phone number.
Every day I bathed my bruises with warm water and the bruises were
fading, the scar on my throat was by now, 10 days after the operation a
red line, no scabs, my nose was now down to normal size and I was
delighted with the results, my nose was slender, with a cute shape, quite
feminine, my throat looked like any other girls, I felt really girly.
The throat ache came and went, I bought some throat lozenges and sucked
them and in a couple of days I was fine, I was now talking to the girls
as well as texting and I firmed up that I would go to Leeds the day after
Boxing day and stay at Kelly's as her parents had the biggest house.
Monday I went to the surgeon for the final check up before Christmas, he
was very pleased with the results and I arranged for an appointment after
the New Year, he also said that I could use make up to conceal the
bruises on my face and red line on my throat - which I did as soon as I
left his consultation room, using make up, my bruising and small mark
were not noticeable at all; to say I was happy was an understatement.
I posted the girls and Rob's presents to them, then hit the shops, buying
a couple of outfits for the New Year, a blue stretch satin mini dress
with a wrap around front, zip back lined in a satiny fabric, I also
bought a really tight yellow midi skirt in a stretch jersey fabric,
coupled to a fitted black satin blouse, another purchase was a black
dress (LBD) with sweet heart neckline and asymmetric hem, it was made of
a silk inner and a lace overlay with short sleeves, about 4" above the
knee, I also bought a couple of jackets, four pairs of shoes and matching
hand bags, then onto Victoria's Secrets and bought six pairs of thongs
and three balconette bra's, four pairs of patterned tights, all in all I
had a good day, Christmas was at the end of the week, so I had to do some
food shopping, I had the OK from the surgeon that I could eat what I
wanted BUT be sensible.
I got my Christmas food from Marks and Spencer's their meal deals plus
wine two of them would last me four days!
Parcels arrived from Kelly, Shonali and Rob, when I opened the outer
packaging there were Christmas presents inside.
This was my first Christmas since my family got killed, I went to their
graves as I did every month and prayed that they understood why I was
doing what I was doing; I liked to think that they did.
It was a strange lonely Christmas, I was excited opening my presents,
Kelly had bought me a pair of hoop gold ear rings, a set of bath
products, a swimming costume with the warning written with them 'we are
going swimming in the New Year' and some bed socks!
Shonali had got me a thin silver chain with the letter S as the pendant,
some Nina Rici perfume and a Bikini also with a note saying 'these are
for our holidays next year' I held the bikini against me and the panties
came above where my Wee Vee finished, so I would get a good tan, Rob,
bless him bought me a silk scarf, some bubble bath which I liked, a
purse, because I was always complaining that I needed another and a
gorgeous gold bracelet.
I started packing my bag for a week away with Kelly and Shonali; we would
be coming back to University together, which would be great.
My bruises were almost gone, that was three weeks after the operation and
the mark on my throat could not be seen as the incision was along the
crease line of my neck, so I was well pleased with the results, I loved
the new shape of my nose and wondered if the girls would notice the
changes. When I looked in the mirror I saw a resemblance to my sister.
I phone both Kelly and Shoni up the night before and told them the time I
would be in Leeds station, I was so excited that I was seeing the two of
them again I couldn't sleep that night, I got up early and went through
the house making sure that their rooms were perfect, hoping that they
liked the revamped flat.
I dressed in skinny pink jeans with flowers on the back pockets, a purple
camisole under a purple roll neck jumper with silver threads running
through it, I wore my 4" black leather boots (sensible heel), a red shiny
padded jacket with a fur hood, black hand bag my new purse, necklace and
ear rings and long silk scarf I headed to the station early, impatient to
see my best friends again.
To be continued............................. if you think it should
Mikayla
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