The delights of Stepmotherhood
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I already mentioned that on Joyce's second practice date I would make
him sit on his boyfriend's lap. This turned out to be such a succes that
when the date was over the boy in question ended up trying to hide a
clearly visible wet spot in his trousers.... At least my pretty
stepson's Joyce persona seemed to respond surprisingly well to the
concept of being desired and being desirable to boys and most likely men
in general....
Meanwhile Joyce's girlygirl lessons went on just as before because I
wasn't about to let discipline slip after a few little successes. For
this week's compulsory reading I had selected a quite saucy piece of
text I had found on the web. It was about a glamorous 'girlyboy'
describing in detail how he was pleasuring himself with a dildo whilst
fantasizing about being with his masculine boyfriend. Vocalising that
piece of adult writing (and I made it a point he did it in his sweetest
girly voice) made him stammer whilst blushing profusely as he spoke the
words but it prepared the way for the little surprise gift I had for our
little lady. When he opened the parcel there was a very realistic
looking dildo vibrator which caused even more blushing and embarrassment
to our shy debutante. When bedtime came and I got up there to make sure
he wore his prettiest satin babydoll nighty, I instructed him in my most
amenable voice how to insert and use it 'just like the girl in the
story' because whether he liked it or not, in the end a genitally
handicapped girl like him would have to learn to accommodate 'her man'
sooner or later. Anyway, once I tucked my darling in to play with his
delightful new toy in private, I left him with the friendly but urgent
suggestion that he should imagine being deeply in love with some
imaginary man who would take his virginity and make him his bride.
"Because that's what all pretty young ladies dream of , becoming a
beautiful bride", I giggled.
Although these last words were just meant to tease for now but they did
put some delicious new ideas for the future in the back of my
mischievous mind that was already picturing young Joyce completely
dressed up as a bride....
Next on my list, as Joyce's practice dates had been so successful, would
have to be finding the right gentleman to be my darling's first real
boyfriend. Said gentleman would obviously have to act under strict
instructions and rules. After all, we don't want our debutante to lose
his virginity on the first date. We want our princess to be a beautiful
delicate over-romantic ingenue, not some floozy. After a long discussion
with my fiendish friend Henry who had been fully briefed on my
delightful plans right from the start, he suggested his 'younger'
brother Harvey. At the time I didn't really know Harvey was only a year
younger than Henry and not quite what I originally had in mind.
Discounting his age Harvey was, like his brother, supposedly a bit of an
elderly Don Juan who'd jump at the opportunity to be part of such almost
fiendish mischief. Finally I came to the conclusion that Harvey was
probably the ideal candidate and his slightly advanced age made the
whole scenario even more exciting and so deliciously wrong that it was
almost perfect.
Obviously Joyce will still be quite scared and apprehensive at meeting
and having to flirt with an older gentleman first but that's not really
my problem. In fact it still turns me on to see him hopelessly struggle
trying to resist my delightful plans while the look of fearful
resignation in his eyes shows me that in the end his Joyce persona and
'her' now so wanton receptive disposition will make him timidly give in
to and ultimately even welcome Harvey's eager intimate avances. Yes,
soon my little lady will be making out very very enthusiastically with
this, to most girls his age, rather repulsive elderly man. Harvey really
wasn't a good looking man, he was in his late sixties with grey hair and
he was seriously overweight but if everything goes to my plan it will at
least appear as if an almost nauseatingly devoted Joyce has fallen
deeply in love with a gentleman who looks like he could be his
grandfather.
O, how I'm looking forward to see my darling helpless Joyce both squirm
and swoon in the arms of her eager elderly admirer.... Oh yes, how
exquisitely exciting it will be to see my confused feminised stepson
completely deny his initial reluctance, to see sweet Joyce betray his
gender and original sexual orientation and to see him revel in his own
belittlement and wanton submission to his/her adored 'boyfriend'. I find
it so much more rewarding to force ones pupil's feeble little mind to
actively participate in my schemes than to just force him.
So that weekend, after I had gotten my darling all dressed up for
'Datenight' in a very glamorous see-through blouse in black organza and
a silk taffeta skirt with petticoats, I informed him that this time it
would be a slightly more grown-up affair. She'd be having drinks with
me, Henry and her date for the evening. Of course he'd be expected to be
on his best ladylike behaviour and to relentlessly flirt with his date
and later in the evening he'd probably have to prove how good he'd
gotten at his slowdancing.... And as a final surprise at the end of the
evening I would allow his date to take him for a romantic drive in his
car to our local 'lovers lane' to engage in the acts one gets engaged in
at such a spot.
As expected Joyce looked completely startled when he saw who was to be
his date for the evening as even when I had mentioned 'someone older',
he had obviously not counted on his date turning out to be a gentleman
in his sixties. For a moment I feared he'd start crying but by now he
knew that rebelling was probably futile so in the end he once again
surrendered and decided to cooperate with my little scenario. So much so
that when he was formally introduced to Harvey he coquettishly pretended
to be unsteady in his 5 inch heels and needed the gentleman's support. I
was obviously delighted to see him developing such deliciously
manipulative little traits. So after her date had gallantly offered him
his arm and guided him to his seat the evening started with Champagne
and smalltalk on the couch where Joyce was again absolutely perfect,
sexily crossing her shiny stockinged legs, timidly fluttering his false
eyelashes at him and discreetly slithering towards him on the sofa to
sit as close to him as possibly with as a result that his date had taken
this as his cue to slip his hand possessively around his slender waist.
Harvey didn't seem to waste much time and Joyce seemed to meekly go
along. It was absolutely delightful to watch so when Henry put on the
Barry White cd and we got up for a smoochie dance, our two lovebirds
already had a slightly glassy look in their eyes. Even before the song
was halfway Harvey was kissing my little lady's neck and whispering
sweet nothings in his ear and when Barry and his orchestra had finished
he had managed to lock lips with my beautiful stepson and was hungrily
invading his sweet inviting mouth with his thick muscular tongue. A few
more arousing Barry songs later when the four of us were back on the
couch I announced that it was time for Harvey to take his beautiful
girlfriend for a drive....
After his 'date' had driven him home later that night I stealthily
watched as our lovebirds continued kissing for several minutes on the
porch, with Joyce seeming to more than just enjoy the attention that the
older man was giving him. I clearly noticed how he actively encouraged
the older man's hands to roam all over his body, while he in turn was
writhing his slender silk encased body against the man's large frame and
enthusiastically returned his elderly suitor's passionate kisses. How
delicious it was to watch him actually shiver with delight as the
conceited older gentleman's hands went under his exquisite taffeta skirt
to caress his smooth stockinged thighs getting dangerously close to his
pretty satin and lace panties. Of course the contents of those panties
will be neatly tucked away between our little lady's legs so as not to
disturb the so carefully created illusion and pretence.
Harvey later told me that at certain point after they had been making
out in the car for a while Joyce had let his small beautifully manicured
hand with the shiny salon nails 'accidentally' fall into 'her' date's
crotch after which he had actually gingerly fondled the obvious
protrusion in the gentleman's trousers....
Ofelia
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