A sissy called Jezebel Part XVI
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A Year Ago - part XVI by MadQuill
This is an evolving story of Sara's sensual investigations. Please
review the first phases of the story...
... Sara's life change is very much hers
Maybe it was some sort of goal but having been with George allowed me
to think more clearly about my sexual nature.
That Saturday morning we did things in bed that I enjoyed but slowly
I'd come to realize that it was his cock that I wanted not George. He
was special and nice but I was now certain I wanted a woman. There was
no easy way to end this relationship but by three that afternoon I
needed to get away. We were at the hotel pool and George was swimming.
I'd been into the water but just to wet my feet. The wig was only one
issue. My gaff kept the bits concealed but it was too much work so I
just sat with a glass of wine and considered my next step. The sun felt
good.
After thirty minutes of slow laps George stepped out of the water and
approached. He could see that something was on my mind. As he used the
towel he sat down across from me.
"I knew this part might be the most difficult Sara. You have my support
and I know you may need to get away for some time. The lovemaking aside
I've been with enough lovers to know when it's real. We both needed
last night. I needed to understand that I was capable of being with a
woman. Your body is perfect. It held me and I enjoyed our sex. You
needed to be with a man, be penetrated, prove to yourself that you
could attract a guy and love a guy. Now I sense that we both need some
space."
He understood. I wasn't in love but I needed to find out whether I was
whole or just partially a woman. I learned for certain that I would
never have reassignment surgery. A man had completely enjoyed sex with
my body. I could see myself with my modest penis as female without
being told. He said the most wonderful things that Saturday. I was glad
I'd given myself to George.
Saturday evening I stayed in and relaxed with the light low and the
soft music on my iPod filling the rooms. By Sunday morning I knew I had
to call Cynthia but I waited until after my walk to make the call.
"Yes its me. No I'm fine. Yes I did. No he was great. Details? No way
girl! Come pick me up. I'm walking back from the Park now."
Back home she was clear. The tryst with George was essential. Cynthia
and I spent the rest of the morning as well as the afternoon discussing
my new world.
"You've created yourself Sara. You've made this all happen. You need to
continue understanding who you are. Nothing, even my desire, should get
in the way. We each have to establish our place. You are a woman, and
you'll find it's a pain in the ass. Amazing too, but you need to keep
your search going. Find out who Sara wants."
She stayed as I showered. "I'm fine to go to dinner."
Cynthia was wearing a pair of black skinny pants that stopped just
above the ankle and tall pumps. Having showered I'd slipped on a pair
of jeans. These weren't easy to get into but they looked great and
would help restrict my excitement. Being with her all day had been good
but I was quite distracted.
During dinner she brought up Angelica. "You've got to meet her Sara.
She may be the one, though I hope to god she's not. But I have to stand
the risk so you should call her."
"Are you crazy? She may eat me alive! I want to be with you."
She looked down while twirling her wine glass. "That's the point.
You're at least a little curious about her life, her energy, her
dominant behavior. If you won't see her I think there could be negative
consequences."
I looked at her but she was still looking down. I couldn't get her
attention, looking toward her I said, "Look at me when you say that
Cynthia." She looked at me and I could see her love and the tear.
"Oh Honey, don't cry,"
"Sara if you need something, someone like her in your new world I have
to know. I can watch and be hopeful."
She paused and more tears came. "It will hurt."
I reached for my bag but she had a tissue already. "Your date Friday
was difficult for me. I'm not certain how I could have gotten through
today if you hadn't called me this morning. Sitting around waiting for
you to get fucked by a dick was horrible. But it was necessary. A woman
needs to feel, to experience that kind of sensual lovemaking."
I reached for her hand. "You are my girlfriend, who wants me to be
happy and secure in my new life. I needed your thoughts today. I
probably needed those prayers you made last night too."
"He seems to have been very loving and all you needed, at least for
last night. How many times did he fuck you?"
I giggled. "Three, no four, not counting the blowjobs."
"What? He screwed you silly Sara! Aren't you sore?"
I laughed to think of it but it was fun too. "It was important for both
him and me. You're right, but "
She interrupted. "You must continue to experience the sexuality you've
encountered. Only when you've understood this can my love make any
sense."
I could see that this was necessary for her. That she was correct. I
needed to speak with Angelica. I needed to tell her I wasn't interested
her. "So I'll just call her." I started to rise.
"What? No Sara. You need to be with her. It's possibly more important
than sleeping with George."
I sat back down. "Do I really have too?" She wasn't crying now. She
squeezed my hand tightly.
"She may be exactly what you need Sara. The last time you saw her there
was more than just desire working. I'd also suggest that I won't be
sleeping with you unless you see her, and maybe even the maid. What was
her name?"
"Jenn, Jennifer."
She paused. "Yeah another bitch after what I want, shit, Jenn."
I said, "When you mention her I can understand your position. Love
aside the experiences may change me. Is that what you're saying?"
Her mentioning Jenn reminded me of the partially written letter. I
could enjoy seeing Jenn, at least I thought so today. Cynthia was
pushing me to be patient and somehow she felt comfortable with the idea
that other women might be the road back to her.
After dinner we drove to her house and sat talking late into the night.
I enjoyed her company but I did not spend the night. Cynthia was truly
falling in love. She required that I continue to understand the life
decision that becoming a woman entailed. Her patience was remarkable.
On Sunday morning I re-read my letter to Jenn and realized that
fulfilling my lust for her was not the next step. I picked up the
phone. Angelica's respond to my text was short :
'Good Girl. Come to me now.'
Considering how I should dress for her I reviewed the various outfits
in the closet. I was drawn to her personality just as Cynthia
suspected. Angelica might be able to get me to do anything she wanted.
It frightened me more than a little. Was she a violent mistress? Or
maybe her actions would be to humiliate me? That I couldn't allow so
maybe I did have a limit.
An hour later I'd selected my outfit and was clean and made-up.
Standing at the hall mirror I considered myself carefully. I looked
quite femme' and my long dirty blonde wig was up in a knot which I felt
made me appear a little submissive. The outfit was the same as I'd met
Lynn in months earlier, except for the wig, and I had my diamond
earrings and ring as well as my bangles. The red dress had felt perfect
for that important meeting with Lynn so I decided it would be good for
this afternoon too.
Beneath the sleeveless dress I wore rose' lingerie touched with ivory
lace and the nude Secrets-In-Lace stockings with a seam. The bias welt
was black and getting the seams straight took five minutes. My chemise
was light rose' too. I selected a new heel with three straps. I was
quite pleased with my hair and the soft tone of my eyes.
I grabbed the Audi keys and my bag. I'd decided a few extra things
would be sufficient. I slipped the clean panties and a pack of condoms
in the side pouch of my knock-off Birkin.
Driving in these 4 ?" heel was tricky, but worse I could smell my
perfume. Maybe I'd used a bit too much White Linen. I open the windows
in the rear doors a bit to get some air without wind.
I was surprise how I wasn't nervous as I drove passed the spot where
the Audi had died during my visit to Angelica's. I wonder how that man
who helped me was doing; Joe had been so nice to pick me up.
As I parked at the door I wondered whether I'd be met by Jenn on this
visit. No one was at the door. In fact it was open.
"Hello, it's me Sara."
My heels making more noise than a doorbell as I walked through the
Hall. As I reached the Kitchen I saw that Angelica was on the terrace
and the door was open.
Turning to see me approach she said, "I caught your scent. The soft
breeze carried it from the Hall. You look lovely in red Sara. I'm so
glad you've come."
She stood and we embraced, then she moved while holding me about the
waist. "I won't kiss you until we understand each other."
Her body felt so good, her hips against mine as she continued. "I want
you as my lover, my friend and my consort of sorts. I will expect you
to attend to my requests but I will not hurt you nor is it my intent to
humiliate you. I will be treated as your Mistress and you will pay
close attention to my needs."
She shifted closer as she said the last. Our breasts were now touching.
"I love what you are Sara, yet I will change you as well; we will
change each other. Your character as well as your beauty is what I'm
attracted to. Please realize that I can be hurt."
Now her lips were so close as she had drawn me to her. She smelled
wonderful and I felt wonderful in her arms.
"So please respect that my feelings come from my heart and my head. Yet
love I can be aggressive as well."
I was watching her eyes but her mouth too. Her hip was sensually
rubbing against mine.
"I will love you each and every day you are with me. We will be seen
about by others but that will not be your prerogative."
Then she kissed me, lightly at first. I was signaling my assent as I
slipped my tongue across hers. She pushed her warm tongue into me and
said, "Your breasts feel so right. Thank you for coming to me as I
requested."
We seemed to be alone in the great house. She kissed me while softly
exploring my body. My hands stayed at her back and I could feel the
impression of her suspender belt beneath her black dress. I was
slightly taller in my heels but our kiss was perfect. My body was moist
and yet restrained by the thong. It seemed like we kissed for ten
minutes. Her mouth and tongue were all.
"Let's go upstairs my Sara." She simply took my hand and we walked to
the back stair.
The room had a large glazed wall overlooking the Garden and there was a
suite of room, well large closets is a better description. Each had a
soft sky lit light with few shadows. She walked me through these
holding my hand. We entered the large bath. There was a generous tub
raised for a view of the Garden and two sky lit showers. I had never
seen such a glorious dressing and bathing suite. The bath was connected
to the bedroom with a small but comfortable Library which is where she
paused.
"Let's sit here and I'll pour us a french white Sara. This one is
actually a Bordeaux. My husband introduced me to the whites from the
region several years ago. It's a dry white."
As she served the wine she spoke of the house and the arrangement of
this suite. I watched her moving around. She wasn't self-conscience of
the elaborate spaces. I wondered how she would initiate our affair.
"We've got all the time we want to play Sara," she said sitting beside
me on the sofa.
I sipped the wine as her hand came to rest on my hem. "Delicious
Angelica."
She rotated to her left hip so that she was close and looking at me. "I
was thinking how our affair began. The patience attention without too
strong a push has you near."
I turned placing the wine on the table to my left as I reached to touch
her. "Do I call you Mistress or Angelica? Do I wait for your
instruction? Should I-"
She placed her finger to my lips and I was quiet.
"I want you to enjoy the Bordeaux. Then I want you to stand and remove
that lovey frock so that I can see your lingerie. But please, let's
relax and it will always be Angelica."
Her hand stayed in my lap as I drank again. I looked at the d?collet?
of her bosom and wondered if her breasts were smaller than my own. The
gold necklace she wore fell into the space.
"I am interested in literature, fashion, sex and wine. But the order
depends on each day. I'm re-reading Lady Chatterley for it was the
basis for my de-flowering at the age of nineteen."
I moved a little closer as she continued. "She was a friend of my
mother's but I'm certain my mother was unaware that she was a lesbian
nor that she loved aniligus. My world swelled with her in it. I'd met
lots of women, all before college, including several earlier transwomen
and I slept with men; a lot of men. My mentor was a true bisexual. This
without my straight mother understanding her girlfriend was my
mistress."
"D.H. Lawrence was the impetus of my sexual longing and the anal world
was upon me from the moment I finished 'Chatterley'."
She kissed me lightly. "Yes I love that you are a woman, that you long
to be filled as a woman. Sara I want you both inside me and atop my
phallus."
I smiled as she said this.
"Please stand and do as I've asked; remove the dress."
She kissed me again and I stood. Somehow her review of my body
intrigued me. I stood with my back to her and undid the zip which
exposed my rose chemise. I didn't realize that my actions were more of
a striptease then simply undressing. As the dress hit the carpet I
turned to see her smiling.
"You've quite a figure. Do you know your measurements Sara?"
Quietly I said, "Five-nine, one-twenty-five, thirty-five B, twenty-five
and my hips are thirty-seven, Ms. Angelica."
She frowned. "No Ms. Now drop the slip,"
I did so and spun slowly. "Now the brasserie, please."
As the garment fell away she said, "That's remarkable Sara. After how
many weeks?"
"Seven"
She stood and came to me, touching my soft nipples. "The shape is
great. The nipples are nice too," she had the left in her fingers. Then
her fingers drifted to the lower surface of the right breast and I
moaned. "I love to be touched here as well," she kissed each nipple
while gently massaging my breasts.
Standing erect she offered, "Can I removed your thong?"
I nodded my head as she lower it and my semi-petite clit was free but
the panty was about my thighs. She grasped me and then bent to kiss my
clit. "What do we call this Sara?"
"Oh, my clit Angelica."
I was still soft but she had me in her mouth. Slowly my penis responded
and after her kiss I was nearly six inches. Pausing she said, "That's a
very fine clitty Sara. I'll enjoy all of you, but turn about. I must
see how tight you are."
The thong was still within my cleft and as I spun slightly her hand
moved the panel to the side then down a bit. "Bend slightly Sara."
Her finger ran down the narrow and rested atop my anus. "A perfect
analflower."
I took this to mean the taut membrane about the hole. Her finger kissed
the flower. She had me about the waist and with her other fingers moist
she slipped into me. "Quite tight yet Sara. We'll need to train this
muscle to respond to my will."
Her digit was at the first knuckle. "Amanda my mentor showed me that my
back opening could be enjoyed without becoming pregnant. There were
boys and then men in there from then forward."
I could partially see her in a nearby mirror as she bent slightly and
licked my puckered opening.
"We share this hole Sara. You're quite clean. Tell me of your
procedure."
Her two longer fingers were slipped inside and she was massaging me. I
was surprised when her third finger entered.
"So you find having a clean bottom important. Do you like this?" Her
fourth finger, well really most of her hand was in me. I was breathing
slowly for I was concentrating.
I didn't answer and the fingers slipped out, as this happened I
slightly ejaculated.
"Sara I'm glad I didn't cause you to orgasm but I wanted to taste you,"
and she licked the small discharge from the underside of my semi-erect
clit.
As I settled my thong back into place I saw that Angelica was unzipping
her dress. "Your seed is sweet dear. Come help me with the clasp
please."
Still nearly naked I moved to her back and released the small hook.
"I want you to learn my pussy's rules." She stepped nearer and now I
was close. "First hold my breasts in your hands. I think we're very
close in size. I like that you didn't go for an un-natural sized
implant."
I quietly agreed. "But I like your nipples Angelica. They're much
larger." I had each in my fingers. "Are they sensitive?"
She turned toward me and my hands fell about her waist. "You must
remember this. My mouth does the talking. Your mouth licks me, kisses
me, smiles and answers my questions." She had moved her hands to mine,
placing them at my side and then she directed me down to my knees.
I saw the black and rose' brassiere and then her suspender and then her
taut panty expressing the puffy lips the material concealed. "Use your
tongue to kiss this every day. Listen to how my body responds to your
attention. I want your tongue to learn to love my body. Then we'll have
a chance to share your needs Sara." I pushed her thong lower and saw
her mons for the first time. There was a small tuff of soft light-brown
hair; she was shaved clean below the mons.
I hadn't licked a pussy since Lynn's which was very different; her lips
were smaller and the button less prominent. Angelica's clitoris was
quite large and the labia appeared as wings. Before I kissed her body I
enjoyed just looking at her sex. My hands moved to her thighs near the
top of her stocking welts and my fingers touched the projection of the
clasp buttons lightly. Then I moved close to inhale her scent. The
musky and fresh smell drew me to rub my lips across her mons before my
tongue reached for her lips. I though of Ms. DelBene and her lushest
Juliette from de Sade's story. I thought of their 'gamahuche', or their
oral sex.
'It is impossible to work more earnestly to give pleasure to a woman'
"What a good girl. You like my pussy Sara. Now show me how you'll keep
me sated."
I looked to her face and said, "Juliette wanted Ms. Delbene's body as I
want yours." I moved my tongue to the lower edge of the right wing. My
light touch caused her a subtle quiver.
"You've read de Sade! You'll enjoy my bum as well. Then I'll fuck you
and secure you. For my loving of your bottom will show you the depth of
my love Sara."
As my mouth engulfed her sex Angelica again moaned softly. "Ohh yes
Sara, kiss my body, yes there." Her hands had dropped to my shoulders
but the right began to shift me. By slowly moving per her direction her
moans increased.
"Shit my new lover is good, quite good." She released my head as I
continued. "Now move to my back along the crease, but softly play your
tongue on my flower. Ohhh."
My right hand cupped her bottom but with my long finger near the
opening. With the left I teased her right nipple.
"Push you finger into my bottom girl, now, oh yes. That's good but slip
another inside too."
My tongue and fingers loved my Mistress and her moans turned to
panting. "Yes dear, yes Sara, deeper dear, yes," And then she was quiet
as her legs quivered. Her orgasm had begun. My tongue stayed at her
pussy but stopped moving and my fingers remained within but I just held
her as she came.
On my knees I supported Angelica as she began to relax. I slightly
stood to holder her close and then we both collapsed to the carpet.
Her eyes were still closed as I held her and licked her mouth. She
responded and our tongues shared the sweetness of her essences. I was
quiet and her arms now slowly came about me and we hugged.
"You're very good at that Sara. Someone else has taught you well. Her
loss is my joy now. Stay here, hold me," we kissed and her tongue re-
established her control.
"Goodness my body hasn't stopped. Here feel my pussy."
She moved my hand to her sex. "feel the subtle convulsing?"
I did not but I kissed her again. "Now what Angelica?"
The End of part sixteen
To be continued...
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