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Becoming a Man's Little Girl
By Cari Christi
I am a slim, petite, "boy" who has taken to the sensual wonder of being
feminine and girl like in my private times. I love keeping my trim body
smooth shaven all over and I have always loved to practice dressing up as
a female in a manner that is as realistic as possible. As a teen I spent
hundreds of hours making myself up as a believable and sensual "girl". I
have been dressing as a gal in public since I was in high school and now
that I am a first year college student I've been dressing up as a girl on
weekend nights and daringly going to a transgender bar in Boston as my
female persona Cari.
With the good fortune of being attractive and even alluring at times, men
were constantly hitting on me at the bars and I was very confused. I was
wondering if there were certain times when I dressed up as a pretty girl
that my reasons could go beyond the simple yet delightful joy of dressing
up and being pretty and admired. I also knew that I loved to be
seductively dressed in flimsy see through lingerie in the privacy of my
apartment. Sometimes I found myself dwelling on what it would be like to
actually go with one of these men who wanted me for "more". I wondered
how I would feel in the role of being, kissed, caressed, hugged and more.
Dressing up as a girl for me is joyously sensual and emotionally
rewarding. I must admit that it is also sexually stimulating to feel the
wonder of nylons, silks and feminine things against my smooth perfumed
skin. I usually tuck my male hood between my legs in a tight panty or
pantyhose to look completely female. It is very stimulating to walk that
way though at times awkward when physically stimulated! How these feeling
extended beyond my personal enjoyment of being a "woman" was unexplored
and perhaps even fearful territory for me because I always thought of
myself as a heterosexual but dressing as a girl just complicated
everything.
I denied my mixed feelings and conflicted attractions. As a guy I loved
girls but as a woman I seemed to like both women and men at times. My
confusion and unwillingness to admit to the fact that I usually found
myself enjoying the attention of men at the bars kept me feeling afraid
to explore. I knew in my heart that there had to be a point where I would
have to find the courage to explore whether I was like many of the other
transgender girls at the bar who were openly attracted to men.
I did know that I enjoyed being escorted to late night dinners by some of
the men who talked to me and bought me drinks. When I had several drinks
what the girls called "the truth serum effect" had me feeling less
inhibited. Being escorted to places by these guys in the late night hours
made me realize just how I seemed to enjoy the idea of "being taken care
of" by men. I did truly appreciate a guy who treated me like a lady by
buying me drinks, taking me places, and by walking me to my car. Some
guys made me feel protected, special and very pretty. This just seemed to
bring me closer to learning more about myself.
When I met a well-dressed man named John on a September Friday Night at
Jacques (a Boston Trans Nightclub) he generously bought me several
drinks. John was very a very friendly guy who seemed rather normal though
he was much older than I. For some reason I found myself allowing myself
to be rather charmed by him. The many drinks he bought me had me quite
tipsy and I felt more comfortable with him than most men I had ever met.
He was handsome, tall and masculine and yet he was very warm and had a
great sense of humor. His creative jokes and sophisticated wit often had
me laughing to near tears.
We began talking somewhat honestly and the drinks had me confessing
feelings that I had never admitted to any other person. He also
encouraged me to tell him what I "liked" as a woman and I knew he was
talking about sex. I soon began spilling honest but very personal
feelings that I had about how I enjoyed wearing sexy, naughty lingerie. I
also told him quite foolishly and innocently that I wondered if I wanted
to do so for a man. Even more foolish was my honesty about wondering what
it might be like to be "treated sensually as a female". My admissions had
me feeling very naughty for being so honest yet I even was feeling very
stimulated and even excited about the sensuality of our discussion.
I also admitted to him that I kept an overnight bag of sexy female things
in the trunk of my car. I often rented motel rooms to dress when in town
and I loved to sleep in sexy lingerie. My admission seemed suddenly to
make sense as to the why to me. I had been denying and suppressing these
feelings and now it seemed quite obvious that I was ready to explore my
feelings with this guy because he seemed to be right for me! He suggested
that I model some of my lingerie for him with no strings attached. I was
na?ve but down deep I must have known what my heart wanted to reveal!
He held me close as we walked to my car. He helped me get my overnight
bag from the trunk and he carried it for me. He cuddled me and we walked
to his car where I got a deep and amazing kiss. As we drove away in his
car I was excited and I felt that being a man's girlfriend suddenly felt
very normal and even perhaps quite right!
His home was a few minutes away in Cambridge and as we drove his
suggestion to have me model one of my "outfits" for him became the
subject of our talk. He asked which was my favorite and our discussion
struck a tone that had me happy, thrilled and even quite sensually
excited. Something was changing in my brain and it felt good to be
appreciated by this man and understood by him.
Outside his home we hugged and he walked me to the door and inside. His
home was very nice and he carried my bag into the bathroom where he left
me to change as we had planned for him. I was breathless, never more
excited and when I changed, the bathroom mirror told me that I was an
incredulously sexy (yet scantily and alluringly clad) woman!
The delicate, sheer, pretty purple silk see through baby doll nighty was
a favorite and it felt like magic against my smooth perfumed skin. I was
just so excited and so inflamed in passion and sensual desire. I was
about to present myself in a sheer naughty bedroom outfit for the eyes of
a handsome man! I must have known how he would react because I felt
confident and even beautifully alluring. I knew he would be pleased but I
truly had not fully anticipated where this was all going!
When I emerged from the bathroom with a sexy sway and smile in the see
through nighty and matching string panties and only my high heels, Johnny
gasped in delight. His smile said it all and his compliments and
enthusiasm made me swoon. In moments he was hugging me and I knew I was
on the verge of total surrender. The contradiction of man holding boy had
become man holding girl. I felt so feminine and willing to respond to a
man as a female for the first time in my young life.
Unlike myself Johnny had anticipated where this was going and had already
lost most of his clothes. He was almost nude and when I had first seen
him that way I didn't even find myself reacting fearfully. He was only
wearing a revealingly hot black posing brief that seemed to have
something really, big inside it! He had a firm and amazingly hot body and
being held in my sheer nighty and heels by this tall, sexy almost naked
man was like being in an electrified heaven. Johnny was almost a full
foot taller than I and I felt so vulnerable and feminine in his arms. We
both already just knew that an expression of sensuality was in the air.
The best part was that Johnny was patient and he seemed quite loving as a
person. I was melting in his arms yielding to exciting and new feminine
urges and feelings that made me feel simply like a woman responding with
love towards a man.
He kissed me with softness and our kiss grew in intensity. Soon his
tongue was searching my mouth and I found myself responding with a
maddening need. I felt so tiny in his arms and I never felt more feminine
and more vulnerable in my young life. I suppose I had already surrendered
and I wanted so much more. I was na?ve yet so needy. I had finally turned
off the emotions in my brain that had been telling me that responding as
a woman to a man might be wrong for me.
He lifted me like a child and walked me into his bedroom in his arms. I
was breathless and stunned as he gently placed me on the bed. He made me
feel like a delicate little girl while placing me tenderly on my back. I
was swooning and smiling. Why had I wondered if being with a man was
right for me when now it clearly seemed so true! He kissed my neck and
moved downward as he lifted my nighty to expose my string bikini panties.
He smile at me and slowly slid them off as my ragingly hard and wet seven
inch cock sprung upward from between my legs like a coiled spring.
I suddenly felt quite embarrassed. For more than a moment I had forgotten
I was a male! I feared a reaction from John even though I knew he knew I
was really a boy! Fortunately Johnny liked what he saw, kissed my cock
and then proceeded to lift and spread my legs!
I was so unprepared for what happened next. Johnny firmly bent back my
legs and I submissively and passively cooperated. Almost immediately I
felt his tongue gently licking my anus! I had no idea how sensitive I was
down there! Johnny was teasing me with his tongue but soon was doing some
serious searching! I was crazed in lust feeling stimulation that was more
sensual and personal than I had ever felt. His tongue was actually
entering my anal opening while swirling around the rim of my sphincter.
The feelings of delight and magic were so powerful and so crazy in so
many ways.
Having his tongue searching my insides was the most intimate experience
of my young life. It was beyond magical as my Impassioned and shrill high
pitched cries of passion and joy echoed throughout the bedroom. This
patient man had built up my want and my need and had me practically
begging for more! I had only talked about sexual relations with the
"girls" in the past, but nothing was ever more moving and I was only
barely beginning to be "his".
Johnny just kept driving me further and further towards madness. His
swirling greedy tongue shook me to the point that I was near to orgasm! I
for some reason I felt I had to beg him to stop for fear of keeping my
rigidly hard stimulated cock from exploding! I so wanted our coupling to
be mutual!
Johnny then hugged me and when he kissed me deeply my own "very personal"
taste in his mouth wasn't even objectionable. I was his and couldn't wait
to bring him pleasure as a female. I was pulling his black briefs down
and I exposed a cock so huge that my eyes grew wide in disbelief yet I
couldn't wait to see it up close! He was already quite hard and he was
incredulously so long and thick. It was circumcised and the head was much
larger than his thick shaft. Johnny was a truly well hung stud. I had
never seen a male organ that was so big. My stomach was a little uneasy
about whether it would fit inside my mouth or my backside but I knew that
now that I "had become female" that I wanted to be a very good girl!
Like a moth attracted to a flame, I was soon licking his cock head and
gently sucking it like it was a delicious desert. Johnny's moans were all
the feedback I needed. Eventually I took the head all the way into my
mouth and even got a good deal of the shaft into my throat as Johnny's
approving and loud moans just made me want to please him more. Deep
throating a nine inch long thick man is not very natural but in my
inexperience I did my best. I wasn't quite sure how much of him I got
into my throat but the lipstick line on his cock showed me that I was
quite a bit more capable than I originally thought!
My natural enthusiasm wasn't missed by Johnny. His moans were loud and
his words were so complimentary even though he called me several names
including a sexy bitch! "You're too good at that pretty girl" Johnny
said, signaling for me to relent! I smiled broadly proud to be such a
good girl!
Johnny bent me back again and again went to work again on my female
opening with his mouth and tongue. I honestly had never dreamed I would
suck a man's cock and now I was willing to see what it would be like to
really be a man's girl! I had played with myself anally with certain
things but never thought I would even consider that a man might find his
way inside there!
He was soon anxiously trying to skewer me with his huge cock. Immediately
I begged him to stop and told him that I had to have him wear a condom.
Johnny apologized and agreed. He pulled a condom from the bedroom dresser
and soon spread me wide again on my back. My fear was that it would hurt
too much. Poised above me that cock looked impossibly menacing. I wanted
to have him inside me but I was so filled with fear and doubt.
He took hold of his huge cock and centered it against my opening. As he
pressed forward I screeched and squealed like I had been stuck with a
knife. The entry hurt so badly. His first few fuck strokes were perhaps
even gentle but it felt like being stabbed. I whimpered helplessly crying
out in shrill shrieks that begged him to slow or stop. A hard but more
gentle thrust ached and made me screech again. I was in a bit of a panic
due to the incredulous size of his manhood.
Fortunately Johnny relented. His pause and his hot French kiss went a
long way to re-inflame my passion. Soon his gentle rocking found him
inside me and overwhelming me with gentle fuck strokes that seemed to
hurt yet excite me. After several more minutes of easy paced thrusting,
Johnny no longer felt way too big. I took a deep breath and realized that
he had just began to feel way too good! The depths he was finding as he
ground his long, thick, rigid missile into me had me literally crying
like a girl yet in both passion and joy!
Now each fuck stroke was like magic. Johnny was being less and less
gentle and his manly, hard, fuck strokes were bringing me into a state of
female madness. I never felt so completely like a woman. In my mind and
soul, I was a pretty little sexy woman in silk beneath a handsome stud in
complete sexual compromise. I was engulfed in pure lust, desire and
wonder. This was what being a girl to me was suddenly completely and all
about. My stud was now beginning to fuck me into a frenzy. His hard rapid
thrusts found my prostate but the pain didn't matter. I was in love and
lust, and my desire and hunger for both his and my own release was
nearing and surging frenetically with each powerful fuck stroke!
Now helplessly beneath him and skewered fully, I was desperately holding
on for dear life yet I never once even considered saying no. This seemed
like something truly beyond special in spite of being so helplessly used
and invaded as "his". My hands were guiding each thrust on his backside
while pulling him against me as my high heels were pinned back by my
ears. Nothing could be more submissive, more surrender filled or more
feminine! This act was an expression of wonder that I now so needed and
made so much sense that I understood why I dressed as a woman!
Johnny suddenly kissed me deeply surging his tongue into my mouth and I
responded with equal passion as our tongues swirled and danced together.
I felt so loved and so "his" that the intimacy of being so filled and
overwhelmed began to put me over the top. I was crying in joy and in a
combination of want and need. I was completely used for his pleasure and
melting into sublime feminine submission. My essence, body and brain were
peaking due to the stunning deed of being so completely invaded by his
greedy tongue and his huge hard wildly thrusting masculine cock. It would
be unforgettable for so many reasons!
In my soul I had become a full and complete woman and Johnny had made me
"one" by using my body so thoroughly and so completely as his "female
lover." Things began happening in my body that stunned and confused me.
It was the beginning of an orgasm so intense I would be dumbfounded. When
my orgasm began I saw stars as my entire body quivered in an almost
convulsive state of necessary need and relief. My whole essence melted
into a pleasure so great that tears literally were streaming down my
face. In convulsion after convulsion and shooting load after load of my
male jism between us, my body was electrified and overwhelmed.
As my body shook in crazed orgasmic intensity, I felt Johnny's orgasm
beginning. His powerful tremors, loud moans and grunts signaled that our
pleasure was very, very mutual! My anal orgasm was like no other orgasm
in my young life. It was like a personal nuclear explosion and I was so
moved that my world would be forever changed! His explosion shook me even
further, as did his deep moans and shrill cries that echoed from the
bedroom walls.
I never cried like a girl until now - but now I was in such joy because I
really "was" a girl. Feeling Johnny's intense orgasm deep inside my body
pleased me beyond words. Emotionally I was stunned, thrilled and so
pleased. I was so happy and Johnny was so appreciative. We hugged and
kissed in mutual appreciation and I realized that our coupling had been
the closest thing to a spiritual experience that I had ever encountered.
I was asked to stay all night and I smiled broadly as I blushed! John
kissed me kissed deeply. I joked and asked why should I stay? I was
appreciated "deeply" as I got fucked over and over during the night. I
would wake up several times in the middle of the night only to feel him
entering me from behind while he spooned me in his arms. Nothing felt
more wondrous!
I was still in my sexy nighty and it was like an erotic dream. Johnny
held me all night and would slowly fuck me and build me into an anal
orgasm that was so intense that I'd fall asleep with him still inside me.
It would happen a couple of hours later again and then once again!
When the sun started to rise Johnny woke me with kiss after kiss. We
hugged and I instinctually went down on him. He was already quite hard
and I was enthralled with his huge cock. I was equally hard as I realized
just how much I so enjoyed sucking on that stunningly huge and
magnificent cock!
He put me atop him and I straddled him while I sat on his pole. Feeling
him so hard again while so deep inside me was moving beyond words. As he
took my waist and as I looked down at my sexy nighty I rode him with a
new sense of enthusiasm. I found quickly that I could control Johnny's
pleasure riding him so. I loved watching his face while I ground my ass
down onto his missile all the way to his huge balls. The orgasm built
gradually but was not one bit less intense than the first. Johnny had so
made me feel like I was truly "a girl" and I would very willingly
surrender into the role of Johnny's little girl for many, many more
excitingly erotic nights in the very near future!
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