B J Jones the Story of My LifeChapter 312
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Room 312
Susanna says: - This is a tale of two people who find each other through
the maelstrom that is life. This is unusual in that I am dedicating this
to the love of my life, even though we can no longer be together, I will
always think of her fondly and warmly. I will remember those times when
we pleasured each other, stroked each other's eager flesh, played dress
up and went shopping together. For me my love you were my first, the one
who made my special moment, that time in a girl's life when you lose
something treasured, it was with you and your loving flesh, your big
warm and throbbing cock. Take care my love and know that I will love you
always.
Elizabeth sat nervously on the edge of the bed in her room; she once
more brushed away a speck of dust that wasn't actually there. She had
just received the text from her friend to let her know that she was in
the hotel lobby and on her way up.
Elizabeth stood up and walked towards the mirror in order to check her
appearance, to make sure that all of her rogue hairs had been removed.
She looked at herself in the mirror, smiling at the perfectly applied
make-up, with soft shadowy eye shadow and blusher uplifting her cheeks,
full plump ruby red lipstick glistening with lip gloss sheen. She turned
herself around admiring the view of her calves and pert bottom, she had
on her new black and white outfit by Red Herring that she had seen and
just had to buy. Black knee high boots that complimented her opaque lace
hold-ups and a little page-boy wig that simply framed her elfin
features.
Despite her nerves she was ready for her date. She could sense Erica
coming up in the lift, and recalled how it was that they had first met.
Elizabeth's tale
Jacob had come home from work, a typical pointless Friday where nobody
took things very seriously and very few sales ever took place. He had
thrown his briefcase onto the sofa before walking into his bedroom to
change. He knew what he wanted to do immediately, as it had been at the
forefront of his mind virtually all day. He quickly pulled out his
matching bra and knickers set, the little black and purple lacy ones,
before also pulling out some opaque hold-ups - purple ones quite
difficult and expensive to buy. For ease he threw on some tracksuit
bottoms and a rugby top before cooking himself some pasta to eat.
Nearly every Friday ended up like this for Jacob, not by accident but by
choice. He loved the thrill of becoming a woman, in his mind becoming
the sister that he had been supposed to be. His mother had always wanted
a little girl, after three boys, she had wanted something different,
less troublesome. And so his parents had convinced themselves that this
time it would be a girl, fourth time lucky; they'd even picked the name,
Elizabeth, but it was another boy. His mother had never quite forgiven
him for what she saw as his fault that he was a boy and not a girl.
Jacob's mother had never overtly encouraged him to dress as a girl, but
she had never discouraged him demonstrating feminine traits and
behaviours, in fact she had encouraged such behaviour's. It was
therefore natural for Jacob to start dressing as a woman when he got
older. None of his ex-girlfriends understood, but then why did it matter
to him, they couldn't appreciate the beauty or the happiness he found
when he was a woman.
Jacob finished off his appearance with a LBD and some breast forms he'd
bought off the internet; he didn't bother too much with make-up just a
light waft of foundation and some coral lipstick before strapping on his
heels.
Elizabeth spent the evening sipping a chilled white, watching the TV or
some DVDs, before she went to check her emails - she had her own account
which was separate from Jacob's. She had joined a TV/TS/CD dating
community, and despite some trepidation had decided to place an advert,
with a photo simply of her legs and breasts - for some reason she was
reluctant to put her face on the site. She had been communicating,
albeit increasingly erotically, with a TS called Erica, who lived across
the other side of London to her. She hoped that there was an email from
her in her inbox. Elizabeth yelped in delight, because there were three
emails from Erica. The first was a description of what Erica had been
doing all day, what clothes she had bought and how much she loved her.
The second went into great detail about how Erica wanted to make love to
her, about how she wanted to thrust her enormous erection deep within
Elizabeth's male vagina, while stroking Elizabeth's own cock to a
fevered ejaculation. Elizabeth sat there, her erection becoming
uncomfortable and aroused within her knickers, squirming in erotic
delight at the words. She opened the third email. It was simply a photo
embedded within the email of Erica, her prick in her red nailed hands,
framed by suspenders and stockings, having ejaculated all over her
breasts. Like glistening pearls it hung from her nipples and breasts.
Elizabeth ejaculated there and then, revelling in the warm sensations,
dipping her fingers into the warm juice, and sucking her fingers like a
hungry infant.
At the bottom of the third email, were a couple of lines, a challenge as
were "This can all be yours if you want. I want you and you want me, why
don't we take the next step? We can meet up, our first date, somewhere
romantic and neutral. Well what do you think; will you take the first
step?"
After two days of soul searching, and uncertainty, re-reading the email
again and again. Elizabeth finally sent her answer to Erica on Sunday
night.
Erica's story
Erica hadn't always wanted to be a woman; she'd never had a mother who
had dressed her up in little frilly frocks and white panties. She'd
never dressed up for fun and been taken advantage of by a manipulative
Auntie. She had been born Phillip, in a small village just outside
Guildford, to Mr and Mrs Ordinary. It was pretty humdrum, untroubled, a
routine suburban upbringing. Phillip had played all of the sports at his
school, rugby, cricket and football; as well as tennis and badminton -
although he always found that really dull and slow. He had received all
of the grades, he hadn't dated the best looking girl in school, but she
had been pretty and they had lost their virginity together. In fact it
wasn't until he had gone to University that things began to change.
Although he did graduate, his heart was never in it, he had found
something else to excite him.
It did in fact start with one of those parties, where Phillip had found
himself as one of only two men left in the flat. For some reason that he
thought sensible at the time, he allowed one of the girls, Jemima, to
make him up as a woman. In the end she did a really convincing job of
it. The two of them went back into the main room, where the other guy
was, still drinking and listening to the music. Jemima pushed Phillip,
now known as Erica, onto the sofa and watched as the man started to
flirt with Erica. Again Erica can never quite recall the actual sequence
of events, nor the name of the guy, but she did know that she wasn't
coerced into what came next. Erica found herself pushed back into the
sofa, as the man pressed his lips firmly onto hers, his hands seemed to
be everywhere, but surely he could only have two! The one thing that
Erica did recall was that Jemima had left to watch from the breakfast
bar, while she began to enjoy the sensations that this experience was
bringing her. Erica knew that as Phillip she should have been repelled
by the sight of his erect penis, and his tense scrotum, but she felt a
sensation, a desire that she had never known before. Erica had simply
bent her mouth down towards his mushroom cap, all purple and swollen and
swallowed it all within the frame of her lips. Phillip had seen this
many times on TV, and he'd even enjoyed a few done upon himself, but
this was something new; even so he had embraced it with wild
abandonment. Erica lost her virginity that night, she had felt the firm
sensation of another man's cock sliding between her lips, parting the
coral bud of her male vagina before ejaculating hard, hot and fast
within her demanding body. Phillip was never the same, and he spent the
remainder of his final year as Erica simply revelling in her new body.
It was though the death of her parents that finally allowed Phillip to
take that inevitable step towards womanhood. His parents had left a
considerable sum of money, and their house was worth a small fortune in
the inflated house market. And so with no remaining family, and a small
fortune, Phillip, after having donated some sperm to the clinic, set off
to live his new life as Erica.
All told Phillip probably was a little na?ve, it wasn't as simple as he
had thought, and it also wasn't without its painful moments. Erica found
herself hanging around other transsexuals, simply to avoid being stared
at by some Neanderthals, who thought it fun to humiliate and abuse
people like Erica. The treatment was long and expensive and to Erica the
idea that she had to dress as a woman for 2 to 4 years simply to prove
that she was committed to the decision was downright ridiculous and
frustrating.
She found herself often at home late at night, surfing the web and
chatting to others in chat rooms. She would talk about her plastic
surgery, she went into great detail about her new breasts and how
wonderful they felt, while keeping quiet on the hormone treatment and
how they sometimes made her feel so low and so depressed. It was during
one of those low moments that she had found Elizabeth. Erica spent many
moments emailing her new friend, her love. They seemed to be made for
each other, almost perfect in the way that they talked and shared ideas,
concerns, loves, lusts and views. To Erica that belief that they should
meet and enjoy each other's bodies, was a natural thing and so she had
asked the question, I suppose she asked her out for a date. Erica waited
on tenterhooks hardly knowing what to do with herself, until the Sunday
night when she got a reply "Oh my darling, I hardly dare breathe, for I
am so excited, so expectant and so desiring of you. Of course I will
meet you. In fact I've already booked us a room on the 23rd at the
Dorchester, here's my mobile number, send me yours in return and I will
text you the room number, all my love Elizabeth."
It was now the 23rd and Erica stood nervously in the lift, even though
she had caught a few admiring glances from the men waiting in reception,
she was still nervous and sure that somebody would spot her for what she
was. She needn't have worried. The lift opened and she walked towards
the room, 312, and stood before the door. She smoothed her dress down
before knocking on the door.
Their story
Elizabeth jumped at the knock on the door, before composing herself. She
dabbed some Chanel no.5 onto her wrists, the back of her knees, between
her breasts and at the side of her neck. She sashayed over to the door
and opened it knowing who was there; for Erica had texted to say she was
outside. The two women stood admiring each other, before leaning in and
kissing each other on the cheek. It was chaste, but both could sense the
frisson between them and both knew that that would not be all that
happened tonight.
Elizabeth closed the door, putting the 'do not disturb' sign outside
before locking them in together. Elizabeth stood in admiration at the
woman who stood before her, regardless of what lay between her legs, she
was a beautiful woman. They walked towards each other, until their hands
found their waists, their lips pressing firmly onto each other's, their
tongues fencing in lustful abandonment. The heat between them building,
their arousal straining at the leash to be set free; Elizabeth broke off
first. "Do you remember darling, what I said I would do the first time
we met? Well I keep my promise and I'm going to pleasure you where you
stand!"
Elizabeth knelt down on the carpet, placing her hands on Erica's thighs
before gently teasing the hem of her dress upwards to reveal her groin,
all erect and straining at the gates. Elizabeth gently pulled the
knickers down over the stockings, Erica's 7" erection springing out from
its cage to present itself to her willing mouth. Elizabeth gently
grasped the shaft in her left hand, while with her right she dipped her
middle finger into the well of pre-ejaculation juices that was eagerly
waiting to be supped. She slid her finger across her breasts, leaving a
little silver trail of cum across her d?colletage. She leant in and
slipped her mouth down the shaft, pushing her lips down and down until
she could take no more, slowly she pulled her lips tight around Erica's
phallus, before drawing upwards until the very tip touched her ruby
lips, then she slid downwards once more, before pulling back, and then
down and then back, her tempo increasing, her arousal becoming heated
and fevered. Erica felt her knees begin to shake, she felt her own lust
growing, she stroked her nipples, ran her fingers through Elizabeth's
hair, before ululating in orgasmic joy as she ejaculated hard and hot
within Elizabeth's mouth. Elizabeth felt the cum as it sped up the
shaft, readied herself for the hot salty sensation, and swallowed every
last drop of the hot spunk as it shot forth within her mouth, she
gulped, spilling some on her chin, she swallowed every drop that spent
forth in her mouth, before picking up the errant pearl from her chin and
slipping it into her mouth. It was then and only then that she
ejaculated herself.
Erica looked down at Elizabeth and lifted her up by her arms, "oh my
darling that was amazing, now I will do what I said I would do to you
when we first met!" Erica took Elizabeth by the hand, kissing as they
went, and led her to the bed. She went around behind Elizabeth and
unzipped her dress, the rustle as it fell to the floor, arousing in its
own unique way. She unhooked her own dress until both stood only in
their lingerie, Erica's erection standing proud amongst her shaven
groin.
Elizabeth pulled her own panties down, and stepped out of them before
flinging them across the room. She fell back onto the bed; her legs
splayed anticipating the excitement, ready and willing for what was
about to come. She had previously lubricated her anus, her male vagina
with strawberry lube, in anticipation of this moment.
Erica leant in, licking her tongue up the shaft of Elizabeth's cock
until she reached the tip, where she sucked the spunk that remained. She
slipped her tongue into the slit, and round the sides, before placing
both of her bollocks into her mouth, her scrotum warm to the touch of
her tongue. She proceeded to work her way up her stomach, all nervous
and tense, it twitched in arousal as she ran her tongue around her belly
button. She pressed her lips firmly onto her breasts, kissing the slight
natural cleavage formed by the breast forms as they pushed outwards and
upwards, before working her way towards her neck and face. She kissed
just behind her ear, before slightly nipping her flesh on her shoulder,
giving her a love bite to remember her by. She kissed slowly up her
neck, revelling in the perfume that infused the air between them,
becoming more and more aroused as she went. She kissed around her chin,
across her cheeks, gently kissing her eyes before firmly planting her
lips onto Elizabeth's eager mouth, the warm heady taste of spunk mingled
within their mouths.
Erica knelt on the bed, lifting Elizabeth up by the hips, she gently
teased open her rose bud with her fingers, before thrusting her own
erection between those soft virgin lips. Erica unfurled her legs, before
lifting up Elizabeth's so that her thighs pressed against her breasts.
Pushing her legs back so that her ankles hung over her head, Erica
thrust her erection further into the flesh of her lover.
Elizabeth, her male vagina being lovingly violated, tensed with the
initial pain, but soon she began to feel the warm sensations course
through her flesh as Erica thrust even further within her body, every
inch gained another hour of arousal and orgasmic joy experienced - to
Elizabeth it was worth it, the ends justify the means.
Erica thrust herself within her lovers arse, slapping her testicles hard
against her cheeks, as she thrust herself back and forth. Elizabeth
yelped with pleasure, her nerve endings on fire as every touch of their
flesh sent waves of pleasure through her body. Erica withdrew right to
the edge, teasing her lover, before plunging her flesh hard and fast
back into her pussy. All the while she was kissing Elizabeth's body,
scratching her fingers across her heightened flesh, squeezing her
erection with her nails, scratching her foreskin. Sensations,
sensations, every second were about sensations between them. They knew
that this wasn't going to be the only time that weekend that they would
make love to each other, or indeed that this weekend would be the only
time, but this was their first, and for Elizabeth her special moment,
for she was losing her virginity to her lover, her soul mate.
Erica felt her groin tense, knew that she was about to cum; she thrust
herself deep within Elizabeth, before ejaculating hot and hard within
her body. She shrieked with orgasmic bliss as her body shook with erotic
pleasure. Elizabeth, felt the sensations as Erica's ejaculation shot up
her shaft, sending ripples of pleasure out through her body, she tensed
in expectation but nothing could prepare her for the sensations she felt
as Erica ejaculated deep within her body. It coursed through her flesh,
sending shockwaves across her body, her mouth, her nipples all screamed
with ecstasy as the warmth suffused itself all throughout. It cannoned
through her pussy, careening around her testicles, before exploding
through her own erection, arcing between their bodies, glistening in the
light as it formed wonderful pictures on their loving flesh, their heat,
lust and love forming a bond between them that would never be broken.
In the end they spent the whole weekend in their room, only seeing
others people when room service called. Erica never did finish the
operation sequence, simply because Elizabeth loved her as she was, and
although Erica loved Elizabeth exactly how she was, Elizabeth decided to
join her lover, and she too went through the lengthy hormone treatment,
and she too had plastic surgery for her own breasts.
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