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Wendy and Clair - The New Gurl Following our memorable night together (see Wendy and Clair, Parts I- III), Wendy and I went back to our usual webchats most evenings. I needed some time to process my feelings about having Wendy force me to reveal and act out my darkest desires before we got together in person again. And I was still sore in many inconvenient places. I couldn't take such vigorous meetings on a frequent basis, that's for sure! Some days it felt that I still squished as I walked... "Wendy, when we discussed what gets us off when alone a few weeks ago, you mentioned turning a straight man gay. Have you done it or is it just a fantasy?" "Well, Clair, I never really set out to do so. I wouldn't call the men who stalk us gurls as 'straight' so they don't really count. In reality I don't think that I have. It does turn me on terribly though. Hmmm...maybe we both could try it." "What do you mean, 'try it'? Kidnap someone? Anyway, I'm not remotely attracted to men. If you know what I mean..." "Oh Clair, one day you'll admit to yourself what we actually are, but I won't go there, at least now. No, I don't mean go out and have sex with some random men, I mean find an obviously straight man who has no idea of the whole scene and make him into one of us, a shaved, perfumed gurl dying to suck and fuck other gurls." "Naw, can't see us doing that. Where would we even start?" "Ah, a dare, I like that sweet Clair. Let me take care of it. It'll be fun, you'll see..." *** We were in a Country and Western bar, definitely Old School, with sawdust on the floor and small wooden tables. Wendy are I were dressed casually but sexy, with decent heels, very shiny stockings (garters naturally), short skirts and revealing tops. We had spent ages on makeup and wigs to ensure that we were passable, at least in dim light. We were at a back table facing the front deciding on our victim. There were loads of cowboys in denim pants and plaid shirts. We were looking for someone young, wearing tight pants with a good body, ideally at least some feminine features, and (obviously) not here with a girlfriend. There were plenty to choose from, even if almost all had fashionable three-day beards. "That one, Wendy. See? He has a great ass, nice eyes, high cheekbones and a boyish face. Maybe early 20s?" OK, I see him. I'll entice him back to our web..." Wendy took her glass of white wine over towards the bar and accidently bumped into him, spilling her wine. "Oh, I'm sooo sorry! I hope I didn't get you with this wine. I'm a little bit tipsy!" and pretended to fail to supress a cute little giggle as she grabbed hold of his arm. "Oh, you're so strong! Do you work out?" "That's OK ma'am, no problem. Here, I'll get you another." He walked over to the bar with her. I waited and soon enough Wendy and her catch came back to the table, with Wendy clinging to his shoulder, leaning on him and thanking him "so much" for buying her another wine, "even though I really shouldn't have any more!" "Hi Cowboy, I'm Clair," I said as they both sat down at the small table. "My, you're big and strong! Thank you for rescuing my friend, she just can't handle her pino!" "I'm Brad, Clair, pleased to meet you." Wendy and I shared a smirk at his name (sooo typically macho!) as I put out my hand, palm down, fingers curled. Brad took it gently in his large hand, didn't know what to do with it so gave it back to me. I couldn't help but giggle. To cut to the chase (or perhaps the end of the chase), we enticed Brad back to the apartment we supposed shared for a nightcap to pay him back for his gallantry. Brad drove us over in his (of course) pickup. Once there, we had another drink or three, then I put on some slow music and sashayed around the room for a minute or two. Wendy joined me and we danced together in each other's arms. Brad's eyes were wide open and staring, he was astonished. "C'mon, Cowboy, join us!" Wendy said. Brad shook his head. "I can't dance worth a bean." "That's OK, I'm a great teacher," said Wendy, pulling him up by his arm. Wendy took him in her arms and moved around a little, her arms around his waist. I moved in behind him and pressed up against him so we sandwiched him between us. "Oh Brad, you are so sexy. Do you like this?" Wendy said softly, lips near Brad's ear. "Let's all get more comfortable. This is your lucky night, Cowboy. Clair and I like to dance wearing our underwear. Would you like that? To see us dancing together in our bra and panties? We'll only do it if you join us Brad. What do you say?" then she tongued Brad's ear. Perhaps we were luckier than we thought because I think Brad might not have actually been with a girl before, let alone a gurl or two. His eyes were on stalks, his mouth was open and he nodded his head. Wendy and I had, naturally, prepared for this. We told him we'd be right back and went to quickly strip down to our bras with breast forms and panties with gaffs. I had never used a gaff before so she had to teach me how (which was fun!) but it helped to keep up the fiction. In any case, by then Brad was so dazed at the turn of events that he probably wouldn't have noticed if we both returned with tented underwear. Still, we stuck to the plan. Brad has guzzled another beer and just stared at us. We decided to give him a show and danced with each other, kissing and stroking and creating a bit of a scene. This was turning me on and I hoped the gaff would hold. I decided it was time to move forward with Brad. I walked over to him using my best sexy walk (we retained our heels for this purpose) and stroked his cheek. "Oh Brad, you do want to join us, don't you? You promised! Here, let me help you get more comfortable." I unbuttoned his shirt, paying a lot of attention to his nipples. Clearly he wasn't used to this (and I don't think anyone had ever touched his chest before) but I got up very close and ran my red fingernails over them until they stood up. I finally got his shirt off when Wendy joined me. "Here, Brad, let me help," Wendy said, unbuckling his massive belt buckle and starting to ease off his pants. Brad turned shy (obviously not wanting us to see his erection tenting out his white Y-fronts) but Wendy comforted him by kissing him while I slowly tugged his pants down from behind. I was right, his ass was to die for, nearly feminine in its beauty, aside from his somewhat slim hips. I made sure to stroke him there as his pants came down. We danced and kissed, the three of us, Brad still shy about the large bulge in his underwear (which Wendy and I totally ignored), until we guided him to the bedroom. This is where it got tricky, we had to be very careful here. We didn't want him to cum (and if he was really a virgin that was a distinct possibility) and we didn't want him to turn aggressive and demanding either. We needed him pliant and dazed, suggestable and very horny. Luckily he seemed to be all these as he meekly allowed himself to be pulled onto the bed. The three of us laid down, Brad in the middle, and Wendy and I kissed him and stroked his chest (ignoring anything else for now). Then Wendy took the lead, kissed him and said, "Oh Brad, you have such a beautiful body. Roll over on your tummy on the bed now, please." Brad meekly turned over. "Stretch out your arms Brad, that's it, and spread your legs a bit, yes, just like that. Look Clair, he's lovely, isn't he?" "Yes, he certainly is," I said. "Brad, I'm going to stroke you, I just can't help it!" I started at his heel and stroked up his bare leg to his ass and back down, then the other leg. Then I repeated this but stroked the inside of each leg including his inner thighs. I then went from his hips up to his armpits and back down a few times, returning to his legs. Time for Wendy to start while I continued stroking... "Ooo, Brad, you are so sexy," Wendy breathed into Brad's ear. She was kneeling on the floor next to the head of the bed, her fingers in Brad's short hair, her lips brushing his ear. "Do you like what Clair is doing to you? Have you ever had anyone stroke you like that, Brad? How does it make you feel?" Brad just moaned, moving his hips in little circles. I brought that to Wendy's attention as we didn't want Brad to cum too soon. "Brad, Clair needs a teensy bit more room to stroke you, raise your hips off of the bed, that's a good boy. A bit more, Brad, that's it, get your rear end up in the air. That's a good boy." She gave him a little kiss on the cheek as a reward for following her instructions. I started to very gently, teasingly, massage Brad's perfect ass, slowly stroking with both hands those lovely globes, not too much pressure, just brushing his underwear with my hands and fingertips. His butt quivered and he moved his hips. Was he already pushing back against my hands? No, probably my imagination, too soon for that..." "Talk to me Brad, Clair and I need to hear that you like this or we'll stop. We don't want to do anything you don't want, do we, Clair? Brad - tell me, do you like Clair stroking you like this? Stroking your rear end? Slowly caressing your ass? Do you, Brad? Does it feel good?" "Uh, uh, oh, yes, yes, it's...uh, yes, uh, Oh - I do, I like it." "That's good Brad. Do you want lovely Clair to continue? Or should she stop now?" "No, please, keep on..uh...stroking me, please..." Brad was nearly drooling at this stage, he'd never known such pleasure. It was important that he doesn't cum now - we had discussed this, he could well lose interest and leave, and probably be mortified at his early emission. "Brad, keep your tushy up in the air, that's a good girl, high up there so Clair can keep stroking." As agreed beforehand, Wendy started to call him 'girl', having already got him used to being called 'boy'. All part of our wicked plan. "Brad, I can't really stroke you probably with these scratchy clothes on you. I'll just move them out of the way," I said. I slowly peeled off his Y-fronts. This was always going to be tricky so Wendy helped. "Brad, stay exactly where you are so Clair can continue, otherwise we'll stop and you'll have to go home. Do you want to go home right now? Or stay here and let Clair stroke you? We love admiring your beautiful body. You're such a good sport to put up with us silly girls, but you are enjoying this, aren't you? Let Clair take these off now...OK?" "Yes, OK, sure," Brad mumbled. Wendy rewarded him with a kiss on the mouth as I pulled his briefs down his legs and completely off. Should be home sailing from here on in, I thought. "Oh, Brad, that's better," Wendy whispered to him. "Feel Clair stroke you now on your bare skin. I bet that feels wonderful, doesn't it? Have you ever let a girl stroke your bottom?" Brad shock his head back and forth, obeying Wendy. Another good sign. "Oh, poor old you, well we will make up for it. Keep your rear up in air, good girl, I bet if feels divine, Brad." I stroked his ass more firmly now, my fingers on each globe and my thumbs slowly moving down his crack. "Oh Brad, I need just a bit more room please, spread your knees out just a bit, please. A bit more now. Yes, good girl, perfect." I put my palms on his inner thighs and moved upwards, touching his balls as I moved up his ass. Time for the next stage. "Mmm, Brad, doesn't that feel good? Doesn't Clair do a great job? I bet you've never felt this good before, have you, Brad?" He was moaning almost constantly now and trembling a little. "Clair loves giving massages and she has a little massage oil. She's going to use it on you so you feel the full benefit of her hands stroking your skin, Brad." I drizzled some oil on his ass and slowly rubbed it in, sensually moving my hands in little circles. Then I poured some down his crack and immediately spread his cheeks to let it run down to his beautiful rosebud nestled there between. He jumped a little but Wendy calmed him down, stroking his face and getting him to look directly at her as she faced him. "Brad, isn't that better? Having a beautiful girl stroke you? Do you feel her hands on you? On your ass, spread wide open? Her oily fingers rubbing, probing, your most intimate parts? Mmm, Brad, feels good, doesn't it? Better than when you stroke yourself, all alone in your bed, dreaming of having two girls rubbing your body... Oh, I bet you're loving this, right?" I kept massaging his ass and then put my oily hands on his balls. I gently massaged each one, pulled gently on his sack, and kept my thumbs moving closer to his hole. I let my thumbs gently rest on his opening while my fingers continued to play with his balls. Then I put pressure and pushed gently there, backed off and pushed again. I nodded to Wendy. "Oh Brad, what do you want now? Do we continue or do you go home? What's it to be, lovely Brad?" "Oooh, oh, oh, don't stop, please, don't stop, I...I...mmm..." Brad mumbled. "You have such lovely lips Brad. Full and sensual, just like a girl." She ran her finger around his lips, then pushed her index finger into his mouth. "Suck this Brad, suck my finger. You want to make my happy, don't you? Lick it, suck it for me like a good girl. Go on, Brad, suck. Now." She pushed her long, red-nailed index finger in and out of his pursed lips, his eyes open wide, his face flushed and sweaty. Brad sucked her finger noisily. He was buck naked on a bed, his ass up in the air, with two men dressed as woman, one beautiful gurl about to penetrate his asshole with her thumbs, the other making him suck her finger which was plunging in and out of his mouth. He was trembling, his hips couldn't stay still, and would do just about anything we asked of him as long as we didn't break the spell. At least not too soon. I gently inserted a thumb into his hole. He jumped but Wendy held his head and kept him sucking her finger, and she added another one for good measure. I kept up my loving manipulation of his big, beautiful balls and took my thumb out of his ass, moved it to tease him, and put it at the opening again. When he thrust his hips back I put it in again, in and out in time with his own thrusts. "Oh Brad, I love massaging your lovely ass. Do you like it? Should I continue? Is this what you want? Do you want my greasy fingers massaging your balls? My thumb being shoved up your wide open ass?" I asked. He seemed to mumble "Ahhh!" around Wendy's fingers. I removed my thumb and stuck a finger up Brad's ass. In and out, circular motions, then two. I took them out then used my middle finger as a probe and stroked his sweet spot deep inside. I kept it brief to avoid any accidents and he bucked and moaned loudly. Time to step it up so I signaled to Wendy to move on. "Oh, Brie, you've been such a good girl sucking my fingers. Did you enjoy it?" Wendy said to Brad, pulling out her wet fingers. "I know you did, silly girl. Just like I know you're loving Clair fucking you...fucking your beautiful, round bottom with her fingers. Slowly pushing herself into your hot, wet hole, using her oily hands to massage your wet balls. Ecstasy, no, Brie? Time to give us a little pleasure now, Brie. Do you want to do that, Brie? Do you want to make me happy? Do you, Brie?" Wendy ran her fingernail around Brad's lips and licked his face from his cheek to his eyelid. "Uh, yes, yes, uh, oh, yes I do..." Brad mumbled. Wendy gave me a theatrical wink and turned her back to Brad, then bent over and slowly peeled off her panties (including her gaff). She pushed her ass into Brad's face. "Do you like my bottom, Brie? Us girls have to work hard to get asses like this. Big, bouncy asses that our friends like to fuck." She pushed herself right into Brad's face and rubbed her ass all over him. He looked dazed but didn't try to kiss it. Yet. Meanwhile I continued my assault on his ass and balls, still ignoring his rampant cock which was leaking steadily. "Don't I deserve just a little bitty kiss, Brie? Just between us friends? Clair loves to kiss me here. Please, Brie? You know you want to, don't you? You want to kiss my lovely ass. You want it more than anything. You were born to kiss my ass, Brie. Go ahead, you have my...mmm...permission, Brie. Kiss it. Now." Brad's dazed look finally broke and was replaced by pure lust. He was cautious at first and gave Wendy's ass a few chaste pecks. "Brie - go on, get your tongue out. Lick my ass. Now, Brie." We no longer had to threaten to send him home, Brad willingly complied - Wendy just needed to be a bit more directive in her instructions. He licked like a kitten lapping up milk, little tastes, and Wendy moved around so that her crack was centered on his tongue. Brad didn't hesitate, kept on licking as Wendy slowly raised herself to get Brad nearer to her hot, wet hole, lubed as usual. "Ah, that's it, Brie, keep licking. Clair's still going in and out of your ass. Feels wonderful, doesn't it, Brie? In and out, playing with your hot sweaty balls. I bet you'd like her to suck your balls, wouldn't you, Brie? Have you ever had a girl suck your balls? I don't think you've had that pleasure, have you, Brie? Oh it's wonderful. If you lick me just where I need it Brie, Clair will lick and suck your sweaty balls. You'd love that, Brie. Now lick me, lick my hole, Brie. Stick your tongue right in. Do it, Brie. You now you want to. Brie - you NEED to do it. You want to get down and dirty with us tonight, Brie. Get your tongue in my hole." Wendy didn't need to promise my ball-licking services as Brad would have rimmed her ass anyway but I'm glad she did. I leaned down and licked the sensitive skin between his cock and his balls and moved down to lick his lovely hanging sack. I sucked each ball in turn, using lots of tongue and both hands to manipulate and massage them. I decided to give his hole a brief respite, knowing what was in store for our hero cowboy. Or soon to be cowgirl. Cowgurl? "Oh, mmm, Brie, yes, you're wonderful. Are you sure you haven't done this before? You're definitely a natural. A born ass-licker. Oooh, just there, deeper Brie, yes, that's it...mmm..." Wendy licked her lips and wiggled her amazing backside, pushed right against Brad's face. He continued to rim her with some gusto. Maybe it was helped by my continued ministrations to his big, hanging balls which were in my face and my mouth. Sweaty, wet, musky, I was immensely enjoying my task. And Brad, or as Wendy has it, Brie, was as well - constantly moving his perfect round ass and his cock continuing to drip. He has little hair on him, it should save us time later on. Just some cute peach-fuzz on his ass which made him even more alluring. "OK, Brie, that was spendid. You really are a fast learner! Girls don't usually master that skill until they've done it a few times. But you enjoyed it, didn't you, Brie? You loved sticking your tongue up my ass, yes? Tell me Brie, did you like tonguing my hot wet hole? Did it turn you on? Would you like to have your head between my strong wet thighs and eat my ass some more?" Brad finally found his voice. "Yes, oh please, Wendy, I loved it. Let me lick you some more. Ahh, let me cum, please, Wendy, I'm so horny, oh God, please, yes, let me lick you, oh oh, mmm..." Brad was practically vibrating now and I was worried about an accidental discharge so I slowed my loving attention to his balls. Wendy stroked his hair and lowered her head to his. "Oh Brie, lovely girl, you want to cum now don't you? You want Clair to take your hard cock in her mouth, yes? You want to fuck her mouth you dirty girl, I can tell, to stick your long, hard, sticky cock between Clair's lovely, glossy lips and have her run her talented tongue over it. You want her to suck the head of your cock, to twirl her tongue around and over it, again and again, and then to bob up and down, back and forth, licking your cum off the tip...don't you Brie?" Brad started to beg again. "Yes, yes, please, now Wendy, oh Clair, please, suck me, just let me cum, please..." Wendy kissed him then stuck her finger into his mouth. "OK, Brie, if you're a good girl Clair will suck you. She's give you the best blowjob you'll ever have in your life, guaranteed. But you have to do a little something for me first. Will you, Brie? Just a little something?" "Yes, anything, oooh, please, Wendy, yes, ohhh...mmm..." Brad mumbled around Wendy's finger. Wendy slowly stood up and let her gorgeous cock rise up from between her muscular, smooth thighs. It was an astonishing reveal, her cock moving upwards towards her bejeweled navel, magnificent in its glory, rock hard, long and thick and...but I'm getting carried away here, it was all for lucky Brad, not me this time. "OK Brie, here's my clit. It's rather large but I'm a big girl as you might have noticed. Give it a little kiss. Just a tiny little kiss with your luscious lips, Brie. You know you want to, you've wanted to for ages, you've been curious about it all your life. This is your big chance, Brie, make friends with it, a little kiss." Afterwards Wendy and I talked this moment through and we both thought that it couldn't have been that much of a shock to Brad given everything that had gone on before. He wasn't a teenager, he must have had some inkling of our true nature, but nonetheless I was wary of a violent reaction. I was confident that Wendy and I could handle anything that Brad started should it come to that but I was about 98% sure that we had him like putty in our hands. Like I had his balls in mine... Brad tentatively, gingerly puckered up and as instructed gave Wendy's throbbing member a little bitty kiss. Then another, then a flurry of kisses. I rewarded him with a caress of his hole and he moaned appreciatively. A type of conditioning and it seemed to be working. "Oh, Brie, that's so nice. Now give it a bit of a sniff as well. Get your nose close up and smell. She smells lovely, yes? Really give a deep sniff now Brie, I want you to remember my smell, think of me should you ever smell such one again. Good girl! Now give it a lick. Don't be shy, it's not delicate, lick up and down. Do you like the taste, Brie? Tell me, what does it taste like?" Brad kept his eyes on Wendy's cock and said, "It's...delicious. Salty, hot, soft but hard, sweaty...it's better than I thought." "Oh Brie, so you DID think about it! I'm so happy that you've thought of it before today. I hope it meets your expectations. Now take the tip into your mouth. Right in, that's it Brie, give it a suck, twirl your tongue around it, go on, yes, like that. Mmm, you are so talented Brie, keep going, that's it, yes..." Game over, but not set and match quite yet. I looked up and gave Wendy a thumb's up. I moved out from under Brad's ass now and walked over to kneel next to Brad's head. "Oh, Brie, thank you for letting me suck your balls and play with your lovely ass. You lucky girl, you get to suck Wendy's cock. Let's share a little, shall we? Friends always share, don't they? Especially girlfriends. We'll have so much fun playing together, if Wendy lets us, Brie. You'll see, it's fun to play, us girls love it..." I licked around the base of Wendy's cock while Brad sucked on the head. I used my hand to slowly jack her cock as well, trying to show Brad how to use his hands as well as his mouth. He quickly picked up on this and wrapped his hands around the base of the cock and pumped it in time with his sucking. Wendy started to gently thrust back and forth but was careful not to go too deep to put him off. "Clair, I didn't say that you could spoil Brie's fun! What did I promise Brie? Get back there and see if you can find a cock without a mouth to play with. Really, now, you just shove a dripping, hard cock in your mouth without first checking if it already has cum-covered lips wrapped around it..." I gave her cock a last lick, stuck my tongue into Brad's ear, moaning passionately, and made my way back to Brad's derriere. Poor boy still had it raised off the bed, conveniently for me. I gave his ass a quick lick, sticking my tongue into his hole just to forewarn him of the pleasures to come. I took a firm hold of the base of his cock and gave it a few experimental licks. It was a fine example of the type of home- grown, corn-fed penises this area produced; long, decent thickness, cut and clean. Well, it had been clean at the start of the evening, it was now wet with pre-cum, liberally dripping and oh, so delicious. I nearly swooned with pleasure, and briefly reflected on my own changes. I had come a long way in a short time; I was no longer closeted, playing on the web and restricted to my own hands and toys for relief. Wendy had brought out the best in me and I felt liberated, free and frankly ravenous to enjoy everything I could. Pleasure, giving and receiving, was my priority now, and I found the giving to be even more satisfying than receiving. Especially when Wendy was in control. She only had to beckon with finger (topped with a long cherry-red nail) to have me panting, hard and ready, on my knees in front of her intimidating, beautiful body. But enough of me! It was essential that Brad didn't actually orgasm, and Wendy and I had discussed the potential negative consequences of his losing desire. We needed to keep him deliriously horny throughout the process. So far it wasn't proving difficult; a horny, fit young man, most likely a virgin, should be easy to control and manipulate. At least for us gurls! I slowly put the head of his cock in my mouth. It was only the second one I've had the pleasure to know intimately. It tasted similar but different to Wendy's; the smell was musky and, of course, manly, but without the hints of Wendy's perfume and the unguents she uses, Brad's was pure cock - earthy, male and urgent. I tongued all over the head, focusing on the edges where the foreskin remnants folded out, and the slit. Brad seemed to enjoy it, bucking his hips (like a cowboy!) and making wet, gurgling noises around Wendy's cock which was being slowly thrust back and forth into his hungry mouth. I took it slow and sensual instead of fast and frantic; I wanted to enjoy it as much as him and took my time, engaging all my senses. I rubbed the full length over my face, wrapped my hair (OK, it wasn't my real hair, but still...) around it, teased the tip with the my pointed tongue, buried my nose into the junction of his erection and his balls, and basically explored as we if had all the time in the world. Which wasn't quite the case... "Brie, you naughty girl, you've got me all...uh...unnecessary!" Wendy said in a breathy voice, hands on her hips, starring down at Brad with her cock in his mouth. "Are you sure you haven't done this before? Taken a big, meaty cock past your lovely lips into your mouth? Sucked on someone's rampant member while on your knees? Maybe in a dark alley? Men's public bathroom? Did your mysterious lover ram his cock down your throat while you held onto his ass? Oh Brie, you will make such a lovely girl, with your perfect ass, lovely face and big lips. I can't wait to see you all dolled up. It's really turning me on, Brie...mmm...let me give you a hand down there..." Wendy reached down and started to stroke her cock while continuing to thrust into Brad's mouth. She only had about four to five inches in his mouth, careful not to trigger Brad's gag reflex. That will all come later, deep throat training. I'd been practicing with my toys for a long time but even then it's a lot different with the real thing, but poor Brad didn't have this particular benefit. He'd been thrown into the deep end, two horny gurls at each end, a big cock in his mouth and one sucking his own. Lucky boy, I'd have given anything for this privilege not so long ago... I started to concentrate on the end result now. Wendy was continuing to verbally tease Brad and stroke herself while he sucked her cock the best he could with it being thrust in and out. I stroked his cock while bobbing my head forcefully up and down. He was getting off on it, bucking his hips and making 'Ah!' sounds between slurping on Wendy's cock. "Clair, dear, quit fooling around! Pedal to the metal, work it!" Wendy said, her hips pistoning back and forth. I redoubled my efforts, slamming my face into his groin, feeling his cock go deep into my throat. When I sensed he was very near, I kept going and reached around and (after a few tries) managed to ram a couple fingers into his ass. That did it, he bellowed like a bull and I held on while he shuddered violently, his hips slamming his cock down my throat, and started to come inside me. On and on it went, and when he finally slowed down his thrusts and his hips slowed to a reflexive back and forth movement, I moved away from him until his cock was entirely in my mouth again. I was able to taste his come now and enjoy the last few weak spurts. Just then Wendy finally burst, yelling, "Yes! Oh! Take it, Brie! Take it all! Take my cum, you cocksucking bitch! Yes! Suck it down! Swallow it all! Ooooh, uh, uh, fuck..." I gave Brad's shrinking dick a fond farewell kiss and hustled out of there; I wanted to be with Wendy when Brad came down from his high. Another difficult moment but Wendy should be able to handle it. She slowly extracted her cock from Brad's mouth. He managed to swallow most of her cum but some leaked out of the sides of his mouth. She knelt down and licked up the remainders, then laced her hands in his hair and kissed his cheek. "Oh Brie, you were wonderful. That was sooo good. You are just the best lover ever. And to think, it was your first time, wasn't it? So talented, so receptive, so cute...I loved every second of it, Brie. You did too, didn't you honey? Yes? Tell me Brie..." Brad rolled over onto his back and slowly sat up. I was expecting nothing good - anger, maybe violence, accusations of betrayal, self- disgust; we didn't want a snarling, angry young man feeling that he was tricked into sex with two gurls. All of a sudden this seemed to be a risky venture with huge threats to our health and welfare. I started to feel like a big ball of regret, thinking 'why oh why...' and similar thoughts. Clearly I hadn't given Wendy enough credit; she would never put me at real risk (there's all sorts of risks that she puts me in but not like those I was imagining). "Well, Ladies, I'm one lucky guy. Who'd of thunk it, I'd be in bed with not one but two sexy girls tonight! And I didn't even have to buy y'all dinner! Yep, my luck sure has changed..." Brad wore the biggest, happiest shit-eating grin I'd ever seen. Clearly he'd won life's jackpot. I stepped forward and gave him a huge hug. I even had some tears in my eyes, pure relief that things were working out. Naturally, Wendy saw things a bit differently... "Oh Brie!" Wendy exclaimed. "I'm so happy you enjoyed it! I certainly did. But we're just getting started, aren't we, Clair?" I nodded my head, my dirty blonde curls framing my face, my bra still in place holding up my breast forms. "And Brie, poor, sweet Clair still hasn't had any, uh, relief. You and I were able to, mmm, complete, but Clair here must feel ignored, the little lamb. Tell you what, let's take a break, have another drink or two, Clair and I can powder our noses and we can see how we can make it up to Clair. OK?" We all put on our (dirty, cum-covered) underwear and made our way to the living room to refresh our drinks. Wendy and I nipped to the bathroom to reapply lipstick, makeup and for a chat on moving forward. We got back to our drinks and Wendy immediately took the lead. "Brie, that was marvelous. I really enjoyed it but it would be an awful lot more fun for all of it if you let Clair and I, uh, 'prep' you a bit. It's so sensual and erotic to be free of all that body hair you have, and to wear pretty things. You simply haven't experienced life until you've kissed a girl when you're both wearing lipstick, thick glossy lips pushing against each other, having your tongue snake in between. It's all a bit of fun, Brie, and really exciting. What do you say? You up for a bit more fun? Or would you rather go home and watch TV? The night is young and so are you!" "I'm in your hands, girls, I'm up for whatever you want! That was the best time I've ever had, and I'm definitely up for more, whatever you have in mind." Up for more, eh? Poor Brad, I hope he won't regret it... "Great, Brie! Let's finish our drinks and start to get all girly.." Brad downed his beer then and there and looked at us expectantly. We both laughed and Wendy said, "Slow down there Brie! Relax, we have all night. Take a look at my nails. Do you like them? The color? Aren't they just to die for? So sexy. Is cherry red too brash?" She took Brad's hand in hers and stroked it with her other hand. "You have such lovely soft hands, Brie. I guess you don't do much cattle wrangling, eh?" "I work in IT, I'm a systems admin-" Brad started. "Oh Brie, that is so fascinating. You know, we can do a lot with these girlish hands with long painted nails. They would look so good on a long cock, don't you think? Stroking it up and down, the bright red nails, the lily white fingers wrapped around a thick piece of meat, moving up and down...Oh Brie, the fun we'll have! But the first thing of course is to get rid of all that nasty hair. Come with me, Brie, right now, we can't wait another minute." Wendy took his hand and led him straight into the bathroom. We had prepared earlier so everything was there. "Now Brie, Clair is going to be your little helper tonight, to make sure you do everything perfectly to get ready to play with us. You do want to do that, don't you, Brie? To become beautiful, sexy and silky, so you can play with us. Yes?" Brad just looked wide-eyed at Wendy and nodded his head. This will be fun, I thought. "OK, Brie, let's get started," I said. "First, all clothes off, every stitch." Brad stripped off his underwear in a flash, and his cock was already at a 90 degree angle, jutting out proudly from his groin. A bit difficult to ignore! "Oh Brie, you've become excited already. This is just preparation so your clit will need to wait. Now get in the shower with me." Lord knows I needed one, but the main thing was the hair removal. I knew from previous experience that the removal lotion was fine for legs, arms and chest but not for underarms or crotch. We lathered up with lavender shower gel first, and had fun washing each other. Brad seemed to pay particular attention to my rear end which was lovely. I returned the favor but also covered everywhere else. We rinsed off and I judiciously applied the lotion all over except his armpits and groin. I decided it wouldn't hurt for me as well and took the opportunity. It itched like made when it grew back in but I always did it again before it got too bad. After waiting a bit (and kissing and fondling while waiting), we rinsed off. It was as if a cat exploded in there, Brad's hair was everywhere. He wasn't particularly hairy but still... Wendy was waiting for us when we stepped out and covered us with large fluffy towels. I showed Brad how to dab the water off instead of rubbing briskly. He had a lot to learn. "Oh, Brie, you're nice and smooth now," Wendy exclaimed, running her hands up and down Brad's legs and arms. "But we need to do the rest. Sit here." I got my pink razor and cream and proceeded to do his armpits then had him sit on the edge of the bathtub to sensually shave around his cock and hole and get the rest of the stray hairs. Wendy and I applied a lovely smelling lotion to his whole body. I'll skip the details but we gave Brad a double enema (which he thoroughly enjoyed), finger and toe-nail polish, a fantastic long- haired wig with dark red hair and set about dressing him in seductive nightwear over tight pink panties and his very own bra and breast- forms. We finally got around to the makeup (somewhat dramatic for my tastes but we decided to go rather heavy here) and finished off with cherry red lip-liner and gloss. We paraded him in front of the mirror and took tons of photos. He really was fabulous for his first time. "Phew! OK, Brie, let's have a drink after all that. No heels for you tonight, that took longer than I thought. Clair, be a dear and pour out white wine all around. No more beer for Brie here, she can join us with the wine." We admired Brad who was blushing and proud as a peacock over his transformation. After a few more glasses, Wendy took charge once again. "OK Brie," she said, "payback time for poor Clair. You left her high and dry, and she deserves better." I pouted, knowing that Wendy liked nothing better than to leave me frustrated and horny for hours but played along. "March!" She linked her arm with his and guided him into the bedroom." We no longer had to worry about Brad feeling tricked so it was pure play now. Mmmm...I was so looking forward to this! I was excited just watching Wendy lead Brad into the room. It was going to be delicious... She sat Brad down on the edge of the bed. "Oh, Brie darling, let's take a look at you. You are such a pretty girl, don't you think so? Bedroom eyes, sculpted cheeks, puffy lips - perfect for sucking cock - and nails to die for." She pushed him back on the bed and straddled his chest. "Let's talk Brie. Tell me. Did you like sucking my cock? Did it feel good in your mouth? Is this you, Brie, a cocksucking gurl?" Brad had his mouth open and starred wide-eyed at Wendy again. She slapped his face, not viciously but harder than a playful blow. "Answer me when I ask you a question, Brie." "Y-y-yes, Wendy, I loved it. I loved sucking your c-cock. I...I like sucking cock. It turns me on." "Go on Brie, tell me more. What did you like about it?" "I liked...you telling me what to do, Wendy. I liked it when you put your fingers in my mouth and ordered me to suck them. I like..being told...things, to do things, nasty things." "I see Brie. You like doing nasty things, and having nasty things done to you. Dirty things. Forbidden things...is that it?" "Yes. Forbidden. Uh...gay things. I...I..." Brad looked like he was going to cry so Wendy gently took his head in her hands and gave him a lovely, gentle kiss. I was sooo jealous! "Oh Brie, you can let it all out with us. Be who you want to be, who you really are. It doesn't mean that you have to show the world if you don't want to, but you DO have to show me. I want to know everything about it. I want you to admit it all to me. All your dirty secret thoughts, what you think about in bed when you touch yourself at night. When your rub your cock. Do you rub your ass as well, Brie? Do you wish there was someone to fuck you? To spread your legs apart, spread your cheeks and put their wet cock deep inside you? Do you wish you could squeak with joy as your hole is filled with cum by a spasming cock?" Brad was back to moaning now. Wendy scooted forward again and put her panty-covered crotch up against his mouth. "Peel down my panties with your teeth, Brie. That's it, free my cock. Now lick it, worship it." Brad reached up but Wendy swatted his hand away. "Use your tongue, your mouth, not your hands Brie." He stuck out his tongue and licked it, finally capturing the erection into his mouth and sucked." Ah, yes Brie, you're a natural. Now open wide." Wendy held his head and rocked back and forth, forcing the length of her thick pole down Brad's throat. He immediately choked and she pulled back only to rock forward again. "Control it, Brie, take it all." This went on for quite a while. I was turned on and wanted nothing more than to stroke myself and come over them both but knew that I had to wait. "Enough, Brie, you're getting better but you need more practice. Buy some toys or even better, practice on some of your cowboy friends. I'm sure that they will happily oblige. You will love having their sticky come all over your face and mouth, won't you, Brie?" She pulled out and flipped Brad over on his front, rearranging him full-length on the bed. All mine! "Oh Brie, I loved having you come in my mouth earlier," I told him, laying down on his prone body. I molded myself against him, putting my cock against the top of his ass. "Mmm, Brie, can you feel my cock against your ass? Do you want me? Do you want to get fucked like a girl? You look like one Brie, shall I take your virginity?" Brad moaned louder and wiggled his ass against my cock. Felt like a Yes! Wendy made herself useful and handed me the lube. She took over the conversation. "Oh Brie," she said, "does it feel good having Clair put the lube into your hole? Spreading it out and shoving it inside? Knowing what follows? I know it's cold and wet but she'll soon heat it up." I wanted a bit more from Brad. "Oh Brie," I said, getting off him, "turn over. That's it, I want you to lube my cock. But first with your mouth." He quickly sucked me into his mouth and ran his tongue over the head of my cock. "Oh, you're such a good cocksucker, and you look wonderful with my cock between your glossy lips. Mmmm, Brie, that's enough, I want to save myself for your perfect ass." I pulled out of his mouth and gave him the jar of lube. He applied it enthusiastically over my cock and balls. "Oh, that's more than enough Brie, now get back where you belong, on your knees facing down with your ass up in the air." I wasted no time and rubbed my hard, wet cock against his hole. Wendy resumed with, "Oh Brie, this is it! A hard cock in your ass. Do you want it? Do you?" I kept teasing his hole with my cock and started to smack his ass. "Beg for it, Brie," Wendy said. "Tell us how much you want it." Brad stuttered out, "Please fuck me. I need it, I want it. Fuck my ass, please, stick your cock into me, oh, just fuck me, please, now..." That was good enough for me and I eased in the tip. I wasn't as cruel as Wendy and went slowly, letting him get used to me being inside before I pushed in another inch. Eventually I was all the way in and reached around to give his cock a few hard tugs. "How does it feel, Brie? To be fucked by a lovely gurl with a hard cock? Do you like it, Brie?" Brad was reduced to guttural grunts, pushing his ass back against me while I started to increase the rhythm and depth of my strokes. I thought that Wendy would spit-roast Brad but she had other ideas. She turned around and shoved her lovely ass into Brad's face. "Stick your tongue out Brie and get busy. That's it, stick it up my ass. You know you want to, Brie, lick it, stick your tongue deep inside, this is what you were made for. Now, Brie!" He complied instantly, licking her ass and finding her hole, He went a bit crazy with it, slamming his ass to force my cock deeper still while rimming Wendy's ass in front of his face. We kept up the sweaty ballet for ages, the sounds of slurping and bodies slamming against each other, until finally I grabbed his hips and really went to town, ramming in as hard as I could, going as deep as possible, my balls slapping against his ass on each stroke. Wendy stepped forward, turned around and started to stroke her cock next to his face which was twisted into a scowl of agony and ecstasy. I growled, "Take it, you slut, you whore, take my cock! I'm cumming!!" and let go deep in his bowels. Wendy redoubled her stroking and suddenly grunted and let go with spurt after spurt of creamy white streams all over his face and open mouth. It was cathartic for me, finally letting go, and I was the one on top for once. I could certainly get used to this, but I knew that it wasn't likely to be repeated anytime soon. Wendy wanted things her way and this was just in aid of breaking in Brie to her new life. Afterwards the three of us cuddled up in the bed, Wendy feeding Brie her cum from his face. She told him, "Brie, this is your life now, a sissy slut, perfumed, smooth gurl with a cock. You'll do anything to get fucked in the ass, to get a nice juicy cock to suck. You'll make sure your body hair stays off and buy a suitable wardrobe of slutty clothes to entertain your friends. You'll hang out with other gurls but open yourself up to anyone with a cock. You'll love all of it, won't you, Brie?" Brie answered, "I don't know how you two knew but I've always wondered what it would be like to do it with...well, with gurls like you two. I watch shemale porn all the time and told myself that I wasn't really gay, I just liked girls with something extra. But I still would love some pussy as well as cock so I guess I'm bi. Doubles my chances, right?" Brie left near dawn with kisses and promises to do it all again soon. After he was gone, Wendy said, "Well sweet Clair that was fun! But I'm not a fucking social worker. These guys can find someone else to fuck them. I want you, Clair, not some gay cowboy - even though his ass was to die for. Why don't you move in with me? Plenty of room, and you can save on rent. Put the money saved to presents for me. I could use some new shoes. And perfume. And..." I threw a pillow at her, she grabbed me and we kissed. She bit my lip then said, "And don't think you get to fuck all of my visitors in the ass. Next time it's my turn!"