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MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER SIX
What was I thinking? What on earth could I possibly have been thinking? A
week after the party, I was still asking myself that question.
I mean, the alcohol was certainly some kind of excuse. I didn't need the
miserable hangover the following day to tell me that I'd had way too much
to drink. And Shauna and Tessa had definitely put me up to it. But why oh
why did I end up not just kissing a boy, but giving him a handjob? In the
back seat of a car, of all places!
The answer, of course, was that I hadn't been thinking at all - Alannah
had. I was starting to believe that putting on makeup and girls' clothes
was not just making me look and feel different, but be a different person.
It was she who wanted to make out with Kevin, and play with his cock ...
and taste his cum. It was she who coolly kissed him afterwards and walked
back to the party, resisting all his efforts to get a phone number. And
she who proudly told her girlfriends exactly what she had done, and
accepted their congratulations.
I would never have dared to do any of that. Or wanted to, even. Except
that I had to face up to the fact that I was Alannah - or at least willing
to be her.
It was not that there weren't compensations. Since the party, Shauna had
gone out of her way not just to be nice to me, but to be very public about
it. We now walked to school together most days, and on the Tuesday night
we'd gone to the movies and spent a lot of time kissing and cuddling in
the back row. My relationship with the older girl was the talk of my
classmates and I was suddenly very much cooler than I'd ever been.
Of course I didn't tell them that I also wore her tights whenever I had
the chance, or practised putting on makeup at her insistence ...
The thing was that my life as Alan had immeasurably improved, even if my
grades at school had unsurprisingly taken a hit. I felt and acted a lot
more confident. It was just that while being Alannah was exhilarating, it
was also taking me in directions I really wasn't sure about.
Glancing at the clock, I noted with relief that it was nearly time to head
round to meet Shauna. I had not been fully dressed since the party, and I
was very much looking forward to an opportunity to become Alannah again -
even if I was also a bit trepidatious about what she might decide to do.
At the appointed time, I knocked on the door of the shed in Shauna's back
garden that she used as both a study and a playroom. To my surprise, she
was alone. "Tess not coming?" I asked, not hiding my disappointment. Apart
from the fact that she did my makeup, I very much enjoyed the redhead's
company.
"She'll be along later," answered Shauna. The gleam in her eye suggested
that something was going on, though I knew from experience not to quiz
her. If my goddess wanted to fill me in, she would do so in her own sweet
time. Besides, I was too busy enjoying the sight of her legs. As always,
they were in black nylon, though her skirt was perhaps a little longer
than usual. "Got a new uniform for you to try," she said, indicating a
neatly folded pile of clothes.
It turned out to be a black pinafore dress, with a very short skirt. I
wore it with a white blouse, a striped tie and the same knee-high black
socks and boots I had acquired for the party. I didn't recognise the
uniform from any nearby school, but Shauna said she had found it in a
secondhand clothing shop. She had thought it would look sexy on me, and it
certainly did. The only thing missing was any underwear, but Shauna
insisted that I wouldn't need it. It felt strange being in a skirt with my
genitals hanging free underneath.
At my goddess' urging, I also had a stab at doing my own make up. First I
tied my hair into bunches, which would go very nicely with the straw
boater that was also part of the uniform. Then I did what I could to put
on a female face. The eyes weren't great, but I thought everything else
looked pretty good. I went for a barbie pink lipstick that really stood
out on me. Shauna thought it was fantastic.
"Wow," she said, "that is so fucking hot! I'm sorry Alannah, but I think
I'm going to have to ruin that right away ..."
She pulled me into an embrace and gave me a long and passionate kiss. This
didn't just disturb my lipstick, but the front of my dress - a situation
that only got worse when she mischievously reached underneath it and gave
my rapidly stiffening cock a gentle squeeze. "Oh my, Alannah," she
giggled. "We're going to have to see what we can do about that nasty
swelling you've got."
She made me sit down on the couch, then straddled me. Sitting on my knees
she kissed me deeply again, then said huskily, "You can unbutton my shirt
if you like."
With trembling hands I accepted the invitation and discovered to my
astonishment and delight that she wasn't wearing a bra. Although I had
both seen and tasted her pussy, in this very shed, I had never seen her
naked tits before. They were a lot smaller than Tessa's, but where the
redhead's hung down heavily these had a delicious upward tilt. They also
seemed to beg for attention.
"May I?" I asked. At Shauna's nod I gently stroked and fondled the targets
of my fascination, then leaned forward to kiss them reverently. Ignoring
the urgent messages I was getting from my straining cock, I worked
patiently, using my mouth to worship one breast while I gently employed a
hand to caress the other. I purposefully held off touching the nipples
until I was sure I had licked and stroked everywhere else.
When finally I brought one to my lips and lightly brushed my fingertips
over the other, they were good and stiff - and Shauna was panting with
desire. She lifted a hand and pushed my head hard into the boob I was
licking. Taking the hint, I opened my mouth wide and took as much of it
into my mouth as I could, using my tongue to lap at the nipple. My hand
also abandoned subtlety and pawed at the other breast, grabbing and
fondling it.
This continued for a couple of minutes, until with a wrench Shauna freed
herself from my grasp and stood up. With one fluent movement, she unzipped
her skirt and stepped out of it - and I gasped at the sight it revealed.
A bra was not the only thing she wasn't wearing - the list also included
any knickers. But that wasn't what captured my attention. She didn't have
tights on either. The black stockings on her long legs were attached to a
lacy suspender belt, the contours of which framed her pubic hair.
As I took in this astonishing vision, I had to drag my eyes upward to look
at Shauna's flushed but triumphant face. "Told you there'd be a reward for
what you did with Kevin, didn't I?" she said. "Pinched them from mum's
drawer. You like?"
"Oh god yes, are you kidding?" I answered, my eyes wide as I kept looking
down at her legs, then back upwards. "They're beautiful. You are
beautiful."
That brought a smile. "Well, maybe," she said. Truth was, she did not have
an especially pretty face. But she had a fantastic body and when she
looked at me the way she was doing right now, I'd have taken her over any
centrefold model from the magazines I had assiduously hidden in my
bedroom. "But," she added, "I'm also feeling very horny. Time to put that
pretty tongue of yours back to work, Alannah."
She carefully stepped up onto the couch, feet either side of me, and then
half squatted until her groin was in front of my face. Without any further
ado I brought my head forward and started to lick her pussy. As I lapped
at it, I felt a rush of fluid over my tongue and enjoyed the taste of her
sweet juices. Once again, I took my time, working around her crack, only
occasionally finding and probing her clitoris. As I did so, I ran my hands
up and down her stockinged legs, delighting in the feel of the fabric and
especially the transition at the top from taut nylon to soft creamy flesh.
After a few minutes of this, I began to work more steadily on her little
love button, feeling her stiffen as I did so. I was expecting to take her
all the way to her orgasm, when she surprised me by pulling back and
clambering back down to the floor. "Is everything all right?" I asked
anxiously.
"Oh shit yeah," she replied, "except I was about to come, and we can't
have that."
"Why on earth not?" I asked mystified, as she scurried over to find her
bag.
"Because," she said, returning with a little packet that she was busy
tearing open, "I have other plans, okay?" Kneeling down in front of my
open legs, she lifted up my skirt to reveal the rock hard shaft that had
been making it look like a tent. I gasped as she took hold of my cock,
stroked it a few times until the foreskin was well and truly clear of the
purple head, and put a little ring of what looked like plastic on top of
it.
As she started to unroll the material and pull it downwards, the light
bulb finally went on in my head. "Is that ...?" I asked.
"Yup."
"So we're going to ...?"
"Right again. What is this, Twenty Questions?"
Before I could reply, she finished her work, pulled my knees together, and
once again straddled me, though this time with her feet on the ground.
Working herself into position over my rampant member, now encased in what
looked for all the world like cling film, she lowered herself until she
was poised above me. "Just hold it still for me, will you?" she
instructed.
I used a hand to keep my shaft upright as she manoeuvred herself into
place. I gasped as her groin rubbed against the head of my cock, its
sensitivity dulled only slightly by the condom. Despite the unfamiliar
sensations, I tried to hold as still as I could while Shauna searched for
the right angle of entry. After a few miscues, she finally managed to
position me where she wanted. Bending her knees, she slowly sat down.
The feeling was incredible. I had thought that having a mouth clamped
around my organ was heavenly. But this was something else again. The
tightness of the constriction, the incredible warmth, the sensation of
being inside another person - it all took my breath away. But when Shauna
started to lift herself up and down ... we'll, I could have died and gone
to heaven.
But there was still more to enjoy. After the initial feeling of amazement
at what was happening, I opened my eyes to seek the magnificent sight of
Shauna's boobs jiggling right in front of me. Her superior height made it
easy for me lean forward and resume my earlier licking and fondling, only
now it was all a lot more frantic. The goddess herself responded by
changing the angle of her thrusts, pressing her pelvis forward so that she
was grinding against me as she rode my pole. Her breath quickened and we
were both now moaning incoherently.
I would like to say that I lasted a long time on my first contact with a
girl's pussy. But I really didn't. Soon enough I was crying out and
shooting my load, the climax as intense as any I'd experienced - though
where all that cum had gone, I could not feel. Shauna herself made no move
to stop, but kept riding me until she too was overtaken by a shuddering
orgasm. As her cries subsided and she slumped down, with me still inside
her, the throbbing of my penis matched by the post-climactic twitching of
the muscles around her vagina, she clutched me to her chest and kissed the
top of my head.
We stayed in that position for a few minutes, until she wearily clambered
off me. After a lot of fumbling, I was able to peel the condom off my now
shrinking member. I turned it upside down, marvelling at how full of spunk
it appeared to be.
I caught Shauna's eye and for a minute we just stared at one another. Then
we both grinned at the same time like idiots, and all of a sudden we were
kissing and hugging one another, while I awkwardly held away from both of
us the evidence of our lovemaking. Shauna handed me a tissue and I wrapped
the condom up in it - then hugged her again.
"Thank you," I said, making no effort to stem the tears in my eyes. "It
was amazing. You are amazing."
She gave me the warmest of smiles and then released me to find her blouse
and skirt from where she'd left them on the floor. Throwing them onto a
chair, she said: "Glad you enjoyed it. First one's not always that great,
especially if you're with someone who doesn't know what they're doing. But
luckily for you" - her grin widened - "I am not in that category."
I relaxed back on the couch - but then leant forward again as a thought
occurred. "Will we, you know, do that again some time?"
She laughed at my plaintive voice, then her expression grew more serious.
"With you as Alannah? Probably not ... But you looked so hot, and I'd
promised you a reward after all. After this though, I think I'd prefer we
kept our fun a little more ... girly, if you know what I mean."
She held up a hand to forestall me from saying anything. "But I may let
Alan get that far, okay? If he carries on being nice to me, that is. And
does what he's told, right?"
I nodded. It would have to be enough. Shauna was too much a free spirit to
be tied down to one relationship, not now that she had so firmly, as she
put it, "taken control" of her life. She definitely had a thing going with
Tessa, and I suspected she might be seeing other boys as well - though she
had insisted that her thing with Travis on the night of the party had just
been "a bit of fun". Besides, she had just taken my virginity - and done
so much more for me besides. So how could I possibly begrudge her
anything?
Besides, if she never spoke to me again, I would always have the memory of
coming inside her sweet pussy, of gorging on her beautiful tits, of seeing
her shapely legs in stockings and suspenders ...
She slumped back down next to me on the couch and we held one another for
a while, until eventually Shauna dragged herself upright. "Come on," she
said, "Tess'll be here soon. You'd better go and repair your makeup, I've
made quite a mess of it, I'm afraid."
"A lot of it's on you," I pointed out. Shauna looked down at the pink
lipstick smears that seemed to cover her breasts and giggled. "So it is,"
she said, and headed off to find a cloth.
As we both cleaned up, I asked: "So, um, does Tessa know about this? I
mean, about us ...?"
Shauna nodded. "Yeah, I told her. Or at least that I was planning to do
it. I mean, you might not have been able to get it up or something ..." I
threw a used tissue at her, but missed.
She giggled, but then her expression turned serious. "No secrets between
the three of us, okay? We have fun, we can get it on with other people if
we want - you know, boys, girls, whatever. But we tell each other, yeah?"
I nodded solemnly to show my assent.
We had just about got ourselves sorted, and Shauna was back in her
clothes, when there was a knock on the door. "Ah, there's Tess," said
Shauna. "Let her in, will you?" There was a kind of repressed excitement
to her voice, and I wondered what she had in store for the three of us.
Or, as it turned out, the four of us. Because when I opened the door to a
grinning Tessa, she was not alone. She had a blonde girl with her who
looked positively tiny in comparison to the statuesque redhead. She was
wearing the same uniform that I was in, the straw hat obscuring all but a
few strands of her hair. "Oh hi Alannah," Tessa greeted me, "say hello to
Joanna!"
"Hello Joanna," I said mechanically, holding the door open for the two
girls. I glanced round at Shauna and gave her an irritated look that asked
what had happened to "no secrets". She gave me an innocent "must have
slipped my mind" expression in return.
"Come on in Joanna" said Shauna. "Great to see you in your new outfit! Did
you notice Alannah has one too? Although her skirt's a lot shorter than
yours, I notice ... Anyway, why don't you sit down over there and take
your hat off, so we can see your pretty face?"
"Okay," said the girl in a very small voice. She sat down on the indicated
chair, put her boater on the floor next to her, then looked at me and gave
me a very nervous smile.
I stared at her, then swung round to look first at Shauna and then Tessa.
They were both struggling to contain their laughter. I looked back at
Joanna and said as calmly as I could, remembering as always to use my
Alannah voice rather than the slightly lower one that Alan habitually
adopted: "I'm sorry sweetie, do you mind if I pop outside and have a quick
word with Shauna? Just some big girls' business, yeah?"
"Okay," said the little blonde. She seemed to realise something was wrong,
but wasn't sure what. As I stalked out of the shed and Shauna followed me,
she put her head down, as if there was something going on that she wasn't
meant to see.
Once we were outside in the cool twilight air, I rounded on Shauna. "That
was John! From my school! The one you got me to find for you!"
"So?" said Shauna, still grinning from ear to ear.
"So you could have warned me she was going to be here tonight!"
"I'm sorry babe," said my goddess, clearly trying to placate me, but then
spoiling the effect by bursting into laughter. "But your face ... it was
priceless!"
"Yes, ha ha," I said bitterly. "But perhaps you might fill me in on some
small details? You know, like, what she's doing here, where she got
changed, does she know who I am - and does she know I'm really a boy?"
"Now calm down," said Shauna, placing a hand on my arm, "I'm sorry we
upset you, it was just a bit of fun, okay? Anyway, I told you we wanted
another playmate, it just took a little while to persuade John that if did
what he was told, he'd get to do some things he could only dream of
otherwise."
"Like seeing the two of you naked, I suppose?" I was still feeling bitter,
and made no attempt to hide it. But Shauna took my reaction in her stride.
"As it happens, no - or not yet anyway. But he did get a taste of our
cunts. He's not as good as you, mind, but he's quite enthusiastic. And we
did give him a nice little tug, after he let us dress him up. He does look
adorable, doesn't he?"
"Well, yes," I conceded. "But is he even old enough to come yet?"
Shauna laughed again. "Oh yes, he's quite proud of his little cock -not
that he's ever had anyone else touch it before. Well, not in that way, of
course. Listen, are you feeling jealous Alannah?"
"No," I protested. But my blushing cheeks were, as usual, giving me away.
"Well, yes, I suppose I am rather."
"Well, don't be," said Shauna firmly. "If I can put up with you making out
with my girlfriend in a changing room, not to mention getting it on with a
boy who I had my eye on, you can do the same, right? It's not as if I have
any plans to let him do what you did a bit earlier. So chill out, okay?"
"Okay," I said quietly, recognising the force of her arguments. I was
being selfish, and I didn't have that right, given everything she'd done
for me. Then a thought struck me. "Wait, you had your eye on Kevin?"
"Well duh," answered Shauna. "He's funny and not bad looking - and a hell
of a lot safer than that psychopath Chris. But I could see right away he
fancied you, so fair enough. Kevin is all yours - if you want him, of
course."
"I'm still trying to figure that out," I said. "But look, back to Joanna.
What does she know about me?"
Shauna smiled magnanimously. She could see that she'd won the argument.
"Well, she knows that you're a boy that we've dressed up - but she has no
idea of what your real name is, where you go to school, or even that you
know her. And Tessa dressed her up in my house - my folks are out this
evening. She hasn't been out yet, as Joanna I mean. We thought you might
take her out for a quick stroll, you know, to get her used to it?"
I thought for a minute of saying no, but then remembered not only who was
in charge, but also how much that I - as both Alan and Alannah - had been
getting out of what was now a m?nage a quatre. It was time to give a
little back. "Sure," I said.
And so it was that just a short while later I found myself walking down a
dimly lit street with what looked for all the world like a cute blonde
schoolgirl - and a very anxious one too, judging by the way she was
alternately casting panic-stricken looks around her and staring fixedly at
the pavement. We ambled in silence for a few minutes, until I spoke up.
"So, Joanna - that's a lovely name. Did you choose it, or did Shauna?"
"It was Shauna," mumbled Joanna.
More silence. It was broken only when I suddenly chuckled, then reached
down and took my younger companion's hand. "What are you doing?" asked
Joanna. "And why are you laughing?" She stopped walking and tried to pull
her hand away, but I clung on to it.
"I just realised," I explained, "that it was only a few weeks ago that I
was walking along this very street with Shauna and Tessa, feeling exactly
the way you do now - terrified that you'll be recognised as a boy, or
spotted by someone you know."
"Okay," said Joanna, "but why's that funny?"
"I'm not laughing at you. It just struck me as pretty amazing that I could
go in such a short time from feeling just like you do now, to giving it no
thought at all."
I stopped and considered that. "Well, okay," I conceded, "maybe I still am
a little bit worried about being spotted. But I definitely feel a whole
lot of better about it. And I realised I was being a bit selfish not to
let you know about that and, you know, help you out a bit."
Joanna seemed to accept that. As we resumed our stroll, she was content
now to hold my hand. But she asked: "So you've been out more than once?
Just walking around like this?"
I laughed. "Oh, I've done a lot more than walk around. Tess took me
shopping - in a department store, if you don't mind! And last time we went
out to a pub, and then some boys took us to a party!" I left out the more
exciting parts of those stories, thinking that now was not the time to
reveal just how far I'd gone as Alannah.
"Oh wow!" Joanna seemed to consider what I'd said, then added with a note
of admiration. "I'm not surprised, you look like such a pretty girl.
There's no way I'd have known if Shauna hadn't told me."
I squeezed her hand. "Thank you sweetie, that's a lovely thing to say. But
so are you, seriously."
And it was true. Although the combination of the boater and the low light
were currently obscuring her features, back in the shed I'd been impressed
by how pretty she looked. My judgement in suggesting young John to Shauna
had certainly been borne out.
Tessa had, as always, excelled in softening his features and highlighting
his attractive blue eyes. What had been a mop of hair had been tamed into
an attractive bob, while a delicate shade of what I thought might be
called coral had been used on his lips. The result was a girl with the
beauty and fragility of a porcelain doll - but one that you would want to
take to bed for all the wrong reasons ...
"Thanks Alannah," replied the young blonde. I could sense rather than see
her smile. "But listen, can ... can I ask you something?"
"Of course," I said, "that's what girlfriends are for." That and sometimes
a whole lot more, I thought. But I didn't say it.
Joanna stopped and looked up at me. By the light from a nearby lamppost I
could see her troubled expression. "Do you think," she said, clearly
trying to choose her words carefully, "that there's something wrong with
us? For dressing up as girls, I mean?"
I smiled. "Depends. Do you like doing it?" Joanna blushed and nodded.
"Well, there you go then. As long as you enjoy it, where's the harm?"
"But what if we get found out?" The question might have been a plaintive
one, but that didn't mean I could dismiss it. I puffed up my cheeks, then
slowly blew out the air as I considered how best to respond.
"Well," I said slowly, "that's certainly a worry, no getting round it. It
makes it scary to go out like this, for sure. But also exciting ... Maybe
the best way to think about it is, how do I make sure I don't get found
out? What do I need to practice so that people won't know?"
She seemed to ponder this, then surprised me by getting up on tiptoes to
peck me on the cheek. It was a stretch, because our natural difference in
heights was compounded by the fact that I was wearing heels and she was
not. "Thanks Alannah," she said brightly. "That makes me feel better."
"Glad to hear it," I responded. "Now, let's head down this road and we'll
start making our way back. You should be grateful, by the way. The first
time the girls took me out they made me go into a shop with them. I was so
frightened I nearly wet my knickers!"
"I bet," she said, wide-eyed. "So - we're not doing that tonight?"
"Maybe next time," I said, and gave her hand another reassuring squeeze.
We chatted amiably on the way back, the ice between us now well and truly
broken.
When we arrived back at the shed, I could hear music playing inside. I
knocked loudly on the door, then heard muffled voices and what sounded
like a giggle. "Who is it?" called Shauna.
I glanced down at Joanna and rolled my eyes. "They're up to something, by
the sound of it." I raised my voice. "It's the Nylon Patrol - we've come
to check your stockings!"
"Alannah!" hissed my companion. "Shauna's family might hear!"
"They're out for the evening," I said dismissively, but I glanced all the
same at the dark bulk of the house at the top of the garden. There were a
couple of lights showing. "Shit! Maybe they're not ..."
As I said that, however, there was more giggling from inside the shed and
Shauna called for us to enter. I pushed the door open, stepped inside and
then stopped dead. Joanna had to squeeze round me to get in. Then she too
came to a halt. "Oh wow!" she said softly. We both stared at the
incredible tableau before our eyes.
Shauna was sitting on the couch, topless once more. Her legs were spread
and her skirt lifted to reveal the stockings underneath - and the absence
of any panties. Her pussy couldn't been seen - but only because Tessa had
her head buried in it. Even over the pop music that was blaring from the
stereo, we could hear the slurping sounds that the redhead was making.
Unlike her partner, she seemed to be fully dressed.
"Welcome to the show, girls!" called Shauna merrily, prompting a snort of
laughter from between her legs. "Now Tess, you know what I've told you
about trying to laugh while your mouth is full," admonished our goddess,
trying but failing to keep a straight face herself.
"You two," she barked to Joanna and myself, "go sit over there!" She
indicated a couple of chairs which had plainly been positioned to let us
watch the older girls do their thing.
As we sat down, Tessa turned her head to give us a lascivious grin, then
resumed her cunnilingus, positioning her head in such a way that we could
see her tongue lapping at Shauna's glistening cunt.
"Oh god," breathed Joanna. Glancing sideways, I could see her hand
involuntarily clutching and rubbing at her groin through the pinafore
dress. My own cock, unencumbered by any panties, was already standing
proud.
Shauna looked at us with a complacent smile. She clearly had us right
where she wanted. "I think our girlfriends over there should give each
other a hand. What do you reckon, Tess?"
Tessa interrupted what she was doing to give us an appraising look, at the
same time continuing to stroke her girlfriend's gaping slit. "Ooh yes,"
she said, nodding vigorously. "C'mon girls, time to get those nice big
clitties of yours out."
Obediently, I lifted my skirt to reveal my straining erection. I glanced
sideways at Joanna, who was staring in awed fascination at the scene in
front of her. "C'mon sweetie, you heard what they said." When she made no
move, I gently reached over and lifted away her hand. "Get it out," I
instructed.
She stared at me for a minute with scared eyes, her cheeks red, then
slowly pulled up her skirt until it was bunched around her waist. Fumbling
inside a very cute pair of pink panties with a bunny design, she drew out
a thin, pale penis that was smaller than mine, but just as hard.
Joanna made no move to stop me as I took her hand and guided it to my
shaft, nor when I took hold of hers. We turned and looked at one another
for a minute. The young blonde's expression was intense but unreadable.
Then, as one, we returned our gaze to the sight of Tessa once again
applying her tongue to Shauna's pussy, while the goddess herself cupped
and fondled her own pert breasts. And without a word, we began to stroke
...
To be continued
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