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Chapter Eight
Nikki carefully laid the outfits that we'd be wearing tonight on the
bed and then she helped me to dress. First she handed me a pair of
sheer form fitting lace panties, and instructed me how to tuck my limp
penis and balls back behind me so that there would be no unsightly
bulge. Then she gave me a lacy bra to match the panties.
I'd never worn a bra before, mainly because there hadn't been one in
the small collection of clothing that was kept for me at Biff's. Nikki
helped me to put it on and properly adjusted the shoulder straps, then
she handed me some foam inserts.
"Here, put these in the cups. Boobs round out a girl's figure, gives
you that hour glass shape."
As I fit the inserts into my bra, I looked at her boobs. They were
obviously implants, and I asked her about them. She giggled. "I call
these my man-catchers. Men love boobs, whether they're straight or
gay, and I love men! Brian loves my boobs too. He's the one who
advised me to get them."
I had to admit that it was sound advice. Her breasts made her look so
feminine and perfect! I was feeling rather green with envy. Was it
wrong to be jealous of another man's breast implants, I wondered?
"Why in the world would he ask you to get them?" I asked, trying to
feign disinterest.
She grinned. "Well, since you asked...I'm what's called a beard!"
Nikki went on to explain that a 'beard' was a gay expression that
applied to any woman who would marry or date a gay man in order to
convince other people that he was straight.
"Only in this case Brian is using another guy dressed up as a women to
convince the world that what he is really straight and wants a real
women, not sissies like ourselves! Go figure!"
We both had a good chuckle, and she went on. "With the Olympics coming
up and the possibility that he might make the team, he told me that he
needs to keep a squeaky clean image. There's a lot of money at stake,
and corporate sponsors tend to be very conservative prudes. So Brian
plans on hoodwinking the world into thinking that I'm really a girl.
Since late last year I've been living full time as a woman. Breast
implants just seemed like the most logical next step, and a few months
ago we decided it was time. So I flew out to California to get my
boobs done, and a couple of months later here we are!"
She flaunted them a bit, wiggling her chest so that her lovely fun bags
flopped from side to side. Her eyes narrowed and she looked at me
closely. "Can I tell you a secret, Joan?"
When I nodded she continued. "When I got back from the clinic, Brian
proposed to me! He promised me that if I go along with his plans, he'll
marry me after we graduate!"
Needless to say, I was somewhat surprised to hear this! Theoretically
they were now engaged, and here I was, sucking off her fiance every
chance I got! They obviously had an very open relationship!
Nikki sighed longingly. "Ever since he told me, all I can think about
is our wedding. I want it to be in a big church with all my friends
and family there. I'll wear a beautiful white wedding dress with a
long train, and a sheer white veil to cover my face. We'll take our
vows, and after the priest instructs us to kiss off we'll go in our
carriage to be happily ever after!"
Somehow I found her day dreams to be rather appealing. Her words
conjured images in my mind that I'd never entertained before.
Thoughts of how a strong, handsome man might sweep me off my feet and
take me away to live as his wife. I would be forced to dress full time
as a woman, and every night I would share his bed wearing my silky
lingerie. When I would go out in public dressed as a woman with my
man, people would see me and never be the wiser that I was a sissy. A
real man's sissy wife. But that couldn't happen in real life, could
it?
"If I'm really patient, in a couple of years all my dreams will finally
come true!" Nikki continued, ignorant of my ruminations. "Brian will
be my handsome groom, you will be the bridesmaid, and of course Karl
Johnson would be our best man!"
It took me a minute to finally register what she had said. "What?
Karl? Karl Johnson?" I sputtered.
"Why yes! Do you know Karl? We were roommates our freshman year. And
Brian is Karl's best friend! It was Karl who introduced me to Brian!"
My jaw dropped wide open. Nikki had been Karl's roommate, and she
claimed Brian was Karl's best friend! How had I not known this? I
admitted that I did know Karl, but I didn't volunteer that he was my
roommate. Instead I asked her why she hadn't roomed with him this
year.
"Karl's a great guy, but I wanted to be with my Brian."
Then I had a sudden thought. "You haven't... I mean...well..have
you...done it... with Karl?" I don't know why, but I suddenly needed
to know because I was feeling very... jealous?
Nikki just laughed. "No, I've never slept with Karl. Not for lack of
trying, of course, but Karl is an odd duck. I think that he likes only
certain types of girls, and I just wasn't his type. Besides, I've got
Brian to keep me occupied!"
"He probably only likes real girls," I ruefully thought to myself.
Even so, I had to admit that Karl's stock had gone up in my book. He
probably knew that both Brian and Nikki were gay, and yet he didn't
hold it against them. Maybe I'd been jumping to conclusions when I'd
thought that he might toss me out if Biff outed me as he had
threatened.
We finally got up off the bed, and Nikki sat me down at the makeup
table and proceeded to help me apply my cosmetics. At her urging I
first used a base, followed by eyeliner, mascara, eye shadow, lipstick
and rouge. I'd played around with cosmetics when I was dressing up for
Biff and Brian, but Nikki clearly knew what she was doing, helping me
to paint my face in a very professional and competent manner.
At Brian and Biff's insistence I'd been growing my hair out, but it was
too shaggy and no where near long enough for this masquerade, so Nikki
supplied me with a blonde wig that closely matched my hair color. She
braided my real hair and tied it up out of the way, then sat the wig on
my head and carefully styled it for me. When she was done, I couldn't
believe what I saw in the mirror. A beautiful, feminine and alluring
blonde was looking back at me from the glass!
At her urging I slipped into the dress she'd picked out for me. It
was a lime green mini dress with a high neck line, made from a gauzy,
stretchy fabric that clung to my every curve. Looking at myself in the
mirror I could plainly see that yes, I really did had curves. My legs
were long and shapely, my butt had a very girlish turn to it, and my
waist was so thin. The foam inserts inside my bra were really the icing
on the cake, giving me an undeniably feminine figure.
Nikki gave me some clip on earrings, a gold pendant, a couple gold
hoop bracelets for my right wrist and three gold rings for my fingers.
Then she gave us both a few squirts of a sweet smelling perfume, and
finally I stepped into a pair of pumps that matched my outfit. The
heels were about three inches high, and it took me a minute to get used
to them.
The doorbell rang, and Nikki turned to me, suddenly excited, giggling
like a little girl. "That would be our dates, come to pick us up!"
She handed me a clutch purse containing the cosmetics we'd used earlier
and with our heels rapping on the hardwood floor we headed towards the
door, Nikki eagerly, myself somewhat reluctantly.
The door was opened to reveal the two men from the photos, and I'd have
to say that those photos did them no justice at all. They were tall,
they were impeccably groomed and they were very handsome, looking like
two male models that had just stepped out of some fashion magazine.
They appeared to be in their late twenties, maybe early thirties, and
both were dressed in a stylish suit and tie, Daryl in gray and Phil in
black.
They stepped inside and Daryl and Phil both kissed and hugged Nikki,
and she introduced me to the two as Joan. It was decided that Phil
would to be my date for the evening, and he took my small hand in his
and gave it a kiss as he smiled into my eyes. I shivered as goosebumps
ran up my arm. He was a very attractive man.
The two men escorted us downstairs to their waiting car, a four door
BMW. I was super nervous, almost certain that someone would spot me
and out me, but luckily not many people were about and those that were
seemed to act as if nothing were amiss. Phil insisted on holding my
small hand in his the whole way, which was comforting.
He opened the car door for me, and we both sat in the back seat. I
eased in gingerly, mindful of the butt plug stretching my anus. He put
his arm around me and pulled me close. His cologne had a very musky,
masculine aroma, and I breathed it in as he complimented me on my
appearance.
He was content to just sit there with his arm around me and make small
talk as we drove to the restaurant. I learned that both he and Daryl
were senior executives with a pharmaceutical company in Miami, and that
they'd met Nikki on spring break last year. He told me a couple of
funny stories about Nikki that had me giggling.
We were taken to a high end steak house, which thankfully was dimly
lit. My heart was pounding in my chest as I walked in the door, but no
one seemed to pay me any special attention. The server escorted us to
our table, and Phil helped me with my chair. We ordered a couple of
rounds of drinks and by the time our steaks arrived I was feeling no
pain. The food was excellent, but I really wasn't hungry. Well, I was
hungry, but not for a t-bone.
By the time dessert had arrived Phil had started to play footsie with
me. I was kind of shocked at first when I felt his stocking clad foot
on mine, and my first impulse was to pull away. Nikki noticed my
reaction and silently shook her head at me and frowned. I didn't want
make Nikki angry, so I sat still and allowed his foot to stroke and
caress mine. When I didn't pull away he became bolder, and soon his
strong hand was stroking my nylon clad knee.
The check came and Phil picked it up despite Daryl's objections. We
headed out the door, and between the high heels I was wearing and all
the alcohol I'd consumed I found that I had to cling tightly to Phil's
arm for support. As the car pulled away from the curb his strong,
forceful arms came up around me and pulled me close. My own arms
looped around his strong neck just as naturally as could be.
I'd enjoyed kissing Nikki, and I soon discovered that I enjoyed kissing
Phil as well. His insistent lips descended onto mine, his five o'clock
shadow scratching my soft skin as his tongue insinuated itself into my
mouth. I didn't stop to think if it was right or wrong, I just
returned his kiss with the same passion with which he was kissing me.
And besides, wasn't it polite to at least thank him with a kiss for the
dinner he'd just bought me? And if I wanted to suck his cock and drink
all of his delicious sperm later on tonight, I should probably be extra
nice to him. Despite the meal I'd just eaten I was still ravenously
hungry!
We pulled into the movie theater's parking lot about twenty minutes
later. When Phil finally released me from his embrace, I had to cool
down for a minute or so because my hard as steel little cocklette was
most uncomfortable tucked up behind me as it was. I applied a fresh
coating of lipstick while I waited, and after a few moments it finally
softened somewhat.
Phil escorted me in, and luckily the theater was mostly empty. Nikki
and Daryl sat up front close to the screen, while Phil and I found a
dark corner where we wouldn't be disturbed. The movie was a romantic
comedy, and although it wasn't something I'd normally want to see, I
found the plot and the actors to be very compelling.
Not that Phil let me watch the movie much. He insisted on kissing me
long and hard there in the dark, whispering sweet nothings into my ear
in between kisses. He was so big and strong and forceful! Somehow, my
small hand found it's way into his lap, where I placed it over top of
the large bulge forming in his trousers.
I gasped in surprise and delight at the size of it! I slowly rubbed
the outline as his tongue continued to explore my mouth. Unable to
wait, I was soon unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. I fished
around inside of his pants and pulled out his fully erect penis,
savoring the musky, male scent that arose from him. His cock was very
fat, my shiny red fingernail just barely touching my shiny red
thumbnail. We watched the movie together, my head on his shoulder as I
slowly jacked off his cock in the dark.
I'd only meant to tease him a little before I got down on my knees and
blew him there in the darkened theater, but he must have been pretty
pent up, because to my surprise he quickly began to exhibit all the
signs of a man who is about to cum. You know, heavy breathing, sighs
and moans, throbbing penis, anguished look on his face. I bent over
his lap and quickly capped the head of his cock with my hungry mouth,
sucking as hard as I could as I continued to masturbate his penis. I
was rewarded by jet after jet of hot, creamy cum shooting into my
mouth, which I quickly swallowed down into the darkest depths of my
tummy.
After the powerful waves of pleasure washing through my body had
finally receded, I reluctantly released him from my mouth, lovingly
tucked his limp cock back into his pants, carefully zipped them up and
then snuggled back into his warm embrace to watch the rest of the
movie. After it was over we headed back to Nikki's place.
Nikki invited them up for a nightcap, to which both men readily agreed.
I hung onto Phil's arm as we road the elevator upstairs. Once inside
we all sat together on the couch. Nikki made some drinks and brought
them out on a tray. After we'd toasted a few times, Daryl swiftly led
Nikki off to her bedroom, leaving Phil and I on the couch. When we'd
finished our drinks, Phil took my hand in his and gently asked, "Should
we adjourn to the bedroom, my dear?"
I sat there for a moment, caught in indecision. Phil was giving me a
choice. I didn't have to go to bed with him if I didn't want to.
I'd been telling myself that I didn't want to live the gay lifestyle,
but the fact of the matter was that I really did want to go to bed with
Phil. My penis was straining most uncomfortably against the prison of
my panties, and I really needed to get some relief. I arose from the
couch and led him to the guest bedroom.
Phil shed his suit, exposing the fit, muscular body I'd seen in Nikki's
photos. My dress, my bra and then my panties were quickly removed, and
wearing only my garter belt and stockings Phil led me to the bed. He
was so big and strong. I explored his hard, muscular body with my
hands as we kissed on the edge of the bed. I tugged at his massive
erection and cupped his balls until at his urging I fell to my knees
and began to worship his cock with my eager mouth. After only a few
minutes of oral worship he stopped me and pointed to a small jar of
lubricant on the nightstand. I didn't even ask. I opened the jar and
began coating his big cock with the slippery gel.
At his urging I got up on all fours and lay my head on the pillow.
Phil gently removed the butt plug that had been inside of me all night
long. He carefully lubed my ass with his big, thick fingers. It felt
sooooo good! My cock was so hard that it hurt. I moaned into the
pillow as his digits continued to penetrate me.
I could feel the head of his cock as it was finally placed firmly
against my anus, and then he began to push. I could feel my anus
stretching, spreading to accommodate the fat head of his big black
cock. I gasped as the head popped through my anal ring, and then I
could feel the girth of his shaft spreading me open even further,
stretching me out.
I was seeing stars as he began to fuck me, deeper and deeper. There
was pain, yes, but there was also overwhelming pleasure. It felt so
gooood! His hips slapping against my buttocks, he began to fuck me in
earnest, his fat rod splitting me open, my erect cock bouncing in the
empty air underneath.
The wonderful sensation of his cock grinding against my prostate was
simply too good to last! It didn't take long for me to cum, shooting
my sticky load all over the bed cover as Phil's massive cock fucked me
to paradise. He finally came a few minutes later, spraying my insides
with his hot, sticky semen as he moaned out loud. He collapsed on top
of me, his fat cock embedded deep inside of me as huge waves of intense
pleasure and deep satisfaction flowed throughout my body.
To be continued...
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