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I'm Now Called Dee Ch.08
I'd now been on the waiting list, for my surgery, for almost two years
and now had a date in less than a month. I was lucky because living in
the U.K., our overstretched and understaffed health service, cared
enough to offer people the chance to live as the gender they preferred.
I know this wasn't possible in other countries, the costs being
prohibitive for some in my situation.
Dad still wouldn't see me or talk to me, but mum was now proud of her
'daughter'. She loved to go shopping with her two girls, as she
referred to me and Kate. If we were trying on clothes, we would wander
into each other's cubicles to ask opinions, so mum often saw me in my
lingerie.
One day she said, "You look beautiful in your lingerie. I've never had
anything like it, it would be wasted on your father."
That was first and only time I had any clue about mum's life. Did I
detect a hint of disappointment with the intimate side of her life?
Kate's family were brilliant, even my once bratty sister-in-law Ellie.
Now almost 22, with a steady boyfriend. When she was 18 she had burst
into the bathroom to pee and caught me, wearing lingerie and adjusting
my false breasts. I'd seen parts of her that no brother-in-law should
see.
We all knew she had progressed from the 'they can finger not fuck' and
'I'll suck not fuck' stage. When she and her boyfriend stayed over at
our house we could hear them making love in the spare room, and the
evidence left on the sheets only confirmed. The sounds of them making
love, turned both Kate and me on. The whole house would soon filled
with the sounds of love making. Ellie's mum was also aware of her love
making.
"After all," she said, "I'm the one that washes her knickers."
We all wondered why they hadn't yet moved in together. Kate's family
openness about sex never ceased to amaze me, my family had never been
like that.
I fantasised about her shaved pussy. One of my favourite stories on an
erotic fiction web site, was about a girl who had taken a pledge in
church to not have sex and save her virginity till she married the
right man. One day whist she was visiting one of the church women's
groups, she was tricked into lesbian sex. At first she resisted and
fought with the women, they took advantage. Forcing her to eat them at
the same time others eating and fingering her. In the end she became a
very eager participant and couldn't get enough.
I imagined a post op me, introducing Ellie to the joys of sex with a
woman, I didn't think she'd ever tried it.
Another story I liked, was where the main character was a transvestite
with an abusive boyfriend who is cheating on him/her with another
woman. I wasn't that sort of girl and couldn't understand why s/he
hadn't kicked him into touch. Nobody whatever their sexual preferences
should be treated like that.
Sometimes in my head I was the mistress and Ellie was my pet. I would
make her go down on me and slowly lick, nibble, tongue fuck and lap up
my juices till I eventually came. If she was a good pet I would reward
her with a finger fuck. Other times the idea of her straddling my head
and lowering herself onto my face, so I could explore every nook and
cranny of her hot steamy sex, appealed. I would nibble her lips, run my
tongue from her ass to her clit and back, suck her clit and my
favourite bit would be my nose buried in her wet slit and her grinding
herself on it. I wanted to feel her cum on my face, while she fisted
me.
I was ashamed of my thoughts towards my sister-in-law. I told Kate
about this fantasy, but not anybody else, nor would I ever initiate
such action.
The day finally came for my op, Kate and my mum accompanied me to the
clinic. By that time I'd read all I could and watched videos
repeatedly. I knew every cut and snip off by heart, but no amount of
reading prepared me for how much pain I would be in after the op. The
nurses were wonderful, giving me painkillers, instructing me how to
care for my post op genitals, with sitz baths, dilators and what to
expect during the healing process.
During my convalesce, I read a lot, and not just erotica. I found an
article about the first recorded instance of a transgender woman
breastfeeding because her pregnant partner didn't want to. I thought,
wouldn't that be fantastic if we decided to have a child, and we shared
the breastfeeding. That had me thinking, I searched the internet, could
a transgender woman have a foetus implanted and give birth?
Surprisingly I'd not been the first to wonder and I wasn't so far off
the mark. There'd been some recent uterus transplants for women, who
for whatever reason had damaged uteruses, resulting in them being able
to give live births. This also gave hope that transgender women could
have a uterus transplant, but that might not happen for some time yet.
As my healing progressed Kate and Ellie persuaded me that I needed some
skin tight jeans, I hadn't worn trousers, except pyjama trousers, for
over three years now. When I tried some on, I had to agree they looked
amazing. I ended up buying two pairs, a couple of blouses and a pair of
high heeled ankle boots to complete the look.
With the scaring almost gone, I was once again fantasising about
revenge sex. I also wanted to know how it felt as a woman to have sex
with a man. What would a hard penis inside me feel like? What would it
feel like to have him cum inside me. I loved Kate and didn't want to
hurt her, but I had to know how my new body worked. Kate told me she
understood.
"After all you let me live my fantasy with Cynthia, I have to let you
experiment," she said.
Ellie stayed over with us after a party one Friday. The next morning it
was just us three girls lounging about in our pyjamas.
Ellie turning to me said, "Can I see your op?"
I was gobsmacked. On the one hand I was proud of it, and did want
people to know, but she was my sister-in-law, and I'd had fantasies
about her.
"We're all family, girls together," said Kate, "it's OK."
Desperately trying to suppress my fantasies, at the same time thinking,
I saw yours that day you burst into the bathroom. I took off my pyjama
bottoms and opened my legs. Her hand reached out to examine me. What
happened next shocked both me and Kate. Until she touched me I hadn't
realised just how wet I was, her fingers parted my lips one of them
slipping inside me and her thumb caressed my hard clit. I let out a
little moan.
"ELLIE!" cried Kate.
She pulled her finger out, sniffed it and licked it.
"If you weren't my sister-in-law, I'd be tempted to go down on you."
I grabbed my pyjama bottoms and scurried upstairs, shutting myself in
the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet sobbing, my emotions at war in my
head, yet needing to finish what Ellie had started. Stuffing the corner
of a towel in my mouth, I masturbated furiously.
Meanwhile downstairs.
"Oh Kate I'm so so sorry. I don't know what I was expecting, but I
didn't expect her to look...so...so...so womanly. When I touched her
and felt her arousal...I don't know what came over me. Forgive me, I
apologise to you both."
"Ellie I forgive you, but you need to speak with Dee. She is the one
person I forbid you to have sex with. What I ask of you is to treat her
with care. She is still getting used to her new body and she doesn't
seem to know how to control herself yet. ...Is the reason you haven't
moved in with Mike yet, because you want to be free for lesbian sex?"
"No, I'm just not yet sure that Mike is the one. I've never been with
another woman. I've often heard the two of you making love, when I've
stayed over. When we were younger and mum and dad went out leaving you
and a girlfriend to babysit me, I would spy on the two of you. I didn't
understand what you were doing at the time, I just thought you were
playing a fun game. It wasn't till I was older that I understood."
"Hmm, I did suspect you of spying on us, but was enjoying myself too
much to care about what you thought. We also hear you and Mike making
love when you stay over, and I have to admit, it turns us on."
"Haha... you pervs. No seriously, don't you miss a good fuck? A cock in
you?"
"Oh Ell...no I don't miss a cock in me, as you so eloquently put it. A
dildo works well, it doesn't go limp like a man does when he's cum and
I'm not left unsatisfied, with cum dribbling out of me."
"I agree up to a certain point, but I like to feel living flesh inside
me and I like the feel of him shooting his load in me. Maybe you didn't
find the right man."
"I did, Dave wasn't the first male I bedded, but he was the only one
who seemed to understand me the way my girlfriends had. The others,
once they had cum, seemed to forget I needed my own orgasm. That's why
when s/he came out with her fantasy about being lesbian, I didn't
discourage her. I realised I had also been living a lie. Apart from the
fact she will never have a period or experience pregnancy, Dee is all
woman."
"I can see advantages in never having a period, and some women don't
want pregnancy," said Ellie.
"Yes, but Dee will never have that choice."
When they came upstairs, Kate found me slumped in front of the vanity
mirror in my underwear. I'd started my makeup but couldn't concentrate.
She sat next to me and put her arms round me. I turned and buried my
head in her chest, blubbing.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I kept repeating.
She hugged me, rocked me and stroked my hair.
"You have nothing to be sorry about, you didn't do anything. ... Let's
get you cleaned up and dressed, ready to face the world."
While she helped me get ready, she told me about her conversation with
Ellie.
There was a knock on our bedroom door and a timid voice asked if she
could come in.
"Come in," said Kate and turning to me, "I think Ellie has something to
say to you."
Ellie came and gave me a hug, saying, "I'm sorry Dee, I don't know what
came over me. I didn't mean to hit on you."
"I'm not sure I could have resisted if you had," I said.
"You need to try some cock in your cunt girl," she replied.
"Ellie!" we both cried.
"I don't like that word, I would never use such a word" I said.
"What would you use?" She replied, "it's what the boys use."
"How about calling it by its proper name, vulva or vagina?" I asked.
"I don't think your likely to say 'lick my vulva' or 'pound my vagina'
when your having passionate sex," said Kate.
"Er well," I said stalling for time to think, "how about vadge, kitty,
pussy, tushie or moo moo, but never the 'c' word. We're not boys, we're
much better than that!"
"Agreed, never the 'c' word. Let's go clubbing tonight and if you want
to experiment, then so long as your carful, why not," said Kate.
"Haha... what she means is it's time you got a good fuck. Have fun, and
call me next week, to tell me all about it," said Ellie on her way out.
I couldn't believe the pair of them, they were giving me permission to
experiment with my new body, to have sex with a man.
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