Stage nine of my journey to becoming Joann
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As I awoke on Christmas morning I found three presents on the end of my bed. There were handwritten tags on each with the message: open in private. There was no doubt in my mind as I opened them that they were from Sis. The first was a body shirt that pulled down and snapped in the crotch. It was white with a v-neck trimmed with lace around the neck and sleeves. The second was a set of breast forms slightly bigger than my regular ones with conspicuous and pert nipples. The third was a very sheer, yet plain bra that hooked in the front. I really wanted to try them on, but it was already 8:30 am and Mom said Dave would be here at 9:00.
I put on my sweat pants and a tee-shirt before using the bathroom. Sis’s door was open a little, so I peeked in to see if she was awake yet. “Merry Christmas, Jo,” she said as she saw me.
I walked in, gave her a hug, and said, “Merry Christmas to you, too. Thank you for the gifts. I can’t wait to try them on.”
We both went into the living room and sat on the floor next to the Christmas tree waiting for Mom. Hearing us talking, Mom yelled down that we had to wait for Dave before opening our gifts. A few minutes later, he was knocking on the door. Sis ran to the door to let him in. She was always excited to open presents on Christmas morning and this was no exception. I got mostly clothes (men’s) from Mom. Sis got some jewelry and clothes. We got Mom a ring with both of our birthstones on it. Dave surprised Mom with plane tickets and New Years Eve reservations in his home town. Sis whispered to me, “I think they’re getting serious.”
The four of us spent the day together including Christmas dinner. Dave seemed quite interested in me and Sis’s personal lives. This would make more sense in a few weeks. At the end of the night, Dave left for his hotel. Mom told him she would see him tomorrow. The three of us sat up and watched Christmas movies until it was time to go to bed. I would have to wait to try on the new clothes Sis bought me.
The next day at lunch, Mom asked if we would mind if she spent a few days with Dave. We both assured her it was okay and how happy we were to see her finally with someone. We told her we would work on the Christmas leftovers for dinners while she was with Dave.
As soon as she left, I went straight to my bedroom to try on Sis’s gifts. She followed me saying, “I want to make sure you like everything.” I stripped down and put on a pair of boy short style panties. Sis came in from her bedroom with a can of adhesive. “Hold your arms up,” she said as she carefully sprayed my chest. Then she took out the breast forms and sprayed them. “I really think you’re going to like these,” she said.
After a few minutes, she placed the breast forms on my chest and adjusted them. I pulled the bra on from behind me and hooked it in the front. “Why don’t they make all bras hook in the front?” I questioned, “It seems a lot easier.”
“I don’t know,” Sis replied. “They’re probably designed by men.”
I pulled the body shirt over my head, then reached down and snapped it. Sis handed me a pair of tight stretch jeans. After putting them on I went to the full length mirror in the bathroom. I loved the way I looked and felt. It looked like I had real tits. The nipples were pushing through the fabric. The bra was hardly detectable, almost making it look like I was braless. The shirt was pulling between my ass cheeks and against my tucked in dick and balls. I gave Sis a big hug as I said, “Thank you so much. You really know what I like. I want to leave this on for a while.”
“Maybe you can wear it on New Year’s Eve,” Sis suggested. “Did you talk to Bob yet?”
“No,” I answered, “I’ll call him tonight.” I couldn’t stop rubbing my hands on my breast and my hips. I felt so sexy. Sis smiled as she could clearly see how much I was enjoying the new ensemble. “Damn, you know how to make me feel good,” I exclaimed.
“So do you. Now, maybe you can help me a little with one of your gifts from a few weeks ago,” she said as she motioned me to follow her. As we walked into her bedroom, she pulled her blouse off over her head dropping it on the floor. Then she pushed her sweat pants down and stepped out of them. She asked me to unhook her bra as she let it fall onto the floor before pulling on a silk nightie. Opening the drawer in her night table, she pulled out the bag from Fantasies where we stopped a few weeks ago and handed it to me saying, “I’ve been waiting to try these out and I need some relief until I see Michelle, again.”
With that, she pulled her panties down, stepped out of them, and climbed into her bed laying face down with her legs spread open. There were two packages in the bag. The first was a large vibrating dildo with raised rings around it. The second was the dildo for anal use that she said she would “try on her back door” when we were at Fantasies. “There’s batteries and lotion in the night table. Use the lotion on the anal one,” she instructed. I reached over, grabbed the batteries, and put them in the vibrator.
I put the head of the dildo up to her pussy lips, moving it up and down her slit trying to find her little entrance. Finally, I had to rub my finger along her slit until it slipped into her tiny hole. Then I lined up the dildo on top of my finger and slowly started pushing it in as I removed my finger. Sis let out a little groan as I could feel the dildo start to penetrate her. I was surprised at how much resistance there was pushing it into her. She began to gasp as I continued to push. “Are you alright?” I asked as she groaned louder.
“I’ll be okay,” she answered. “Just go slow, this is the biggest thing I’ve ever had in me.” I watched as her pussy lips opened up as each raised ring pushed into her and then looked like they were swallowing it as they closed in on the smaller diameter between them. It seemed like forever as I forced what must have been nine inches long into her. Her face was buried in her pillow muffling her groans while her hands were clenching the head of her bed. Finally, I had the entire dildo in her pussy with only the rotating switch left exposed.
I opened the other package and removed the anal dildo. Then I rubbed the lube, which turned out to be warming lotion, on it before lining it up with her back door. It was smaller in diameter, shorter, and more streamlined. Here I was an expert at insertion. I pushed it into her puckered hole a little bit, then withdrew it slightly. Then, once again, I pushed it in a little and started working it in and out. As she seemed to relax, I pushed further until it was in a few inches. When I felt she was ready, I slowly pushed it steadily up her ass as I could hear her groans turn to moans. Finally, it too was all the way inside her except the small ring handle.
Next, I turned the knob on the vibrator a little. I could feel it start to vibrate. Sis let out a long subdued moan. Then I turned it up all the way. She raised herself a little on her elbows and began to cry, “Holy fucking shit.” With that, I began to alternately push and pull the two shafts a little in her two holes. I couldn’t tell if it was her body or the dildo vibrating. She started to tremor as she pushed her head back. Then she just started repeating, “Yes, yes, yes,” over and over, again. After what I assume were multiple orgasms, she closed her legs tightly together clenching her ass cheeks for the grand finale. “I can’t believe this. I should have tried this years ago. You can’t believe how hot I am inside right now.”
Actually, I could believe much of how she was feeling. I was also quite wet myself. My little dick must have leaked out precum for a while in spite of being restrained by the body suit and tight jeans.
Sis kept her legs tightly closed as she moaned off and on for ten or fifteen minutes. Finally, she simply collapsed, spreading her legs slightly. I started pulling the dildo out of her ass which caused her to start moaning, again. When I pulled the last of it out I could see her hole open like the dildo was still in it. Suddenly, it just closed up. While I remember this on some of the porn videos, I never saw it in person. It was awesome.
I took the dildo to the bathroom and washed it in the sink. When I returned, Sis was laying on her back licking the vibrator like a lollipop. “I love the taste of pussy,” she declared. “Thank you for helping me out. That was awesome. I really needed that.” She got up and went to the living room sofa and turned on the television.
Since it was still early, I went to my bedroom and called Bob. I asked if we had plans for New Year’s Eve. When he said “No”, I asked if he wanted to go to a party with Michelle and Amanda. He replied, “Okay.” We agreed to meet at his apartment around six on New Year’s Eve. After we finished talking I went out to the living room to tell Sis. She was sprawled out on the couch asleep in just her silk nightie with her legs partly open. She was wet all over inside her thighs, on her ass cheeks, and on her pussy lips. I didn’t want to wake her, so I placed a throw blanket on her to keep her warm. Then, I went back to my bedroom took off my jeans and body shirt. Since the breast forms were only on for a few hours and felt so good, I decided to leave them and the bra on. I went to Sis’s room, grabbed a long negligee, and put it on. I went back to my bedroom where I eventually fell asleep watching porn on my laptop.
The next morning I awoke to the sound of the shower. I walked into the bathroom and sat to pee. Sis called, “Is that you, Jo?”
I replied, “Yes, I had to pee.” Then I went on, “I talked to Bob last night and he’s good with a double date to the party. I was going to tell you last night, but I didn’t want to wake you.”
“Sorry, but you made me feel so good it exhausted me. Thanks for covering me up. I hope I wasn’t in an embarrassing position.”
“No, you should never be embarrassed with that body. Let’s talk about the party when you get dressed.” We still had another day before Mom came home, then she would be leaving the following day for a week. With no work, school, or soccer, I could spend most of the week dressed as I pleased. I went to Sis’s room to pick out a lighter coverage bra, a blouse with a plunging neck line, and a tight pair of stretch jeans. I was changed before Sis finished her shower.
“Don’t we look sexy today?” Sis exclaimed as she walked into her bedroom with a towel around her. “I guess you’re going to take advantage of the alone time.” She picked out some clothes for herself, dropped her towel, and dressed while she continued to speak. “Why don’t you make some breakfast while I start the laundry. Then we can sit, talk, and maybe watch some television.” We spent the day planning for New Years.
The remainder of the week was great. I was able to spend a lot of it dressed in my limited female wardrobe and Sis’s extensive collection. Sis kept picking out clothes for me through the week. The timing was also perfect since Mom would be away the two days before the party.
I started New Year’s Eve by giving myself an enema before taking a bath in Mom’s large tub where it was easier to shave my legs, arms, and chest. Sis came in and offered to shave the places I couldn’t reach. She also poured some bath lotion in the tub. I love the smell of women’s fragrance products. When I came out of Mom’s room Sis directed me to our bathroom where she washed my hair in the sink. She said she would style my hair later after she took a bath. I put on a night shirt and watched television while waiting on her to keep my mind occupied. I was getting excited about being with Bob.
When she was done her bath, she called me into her bedroom. I sat down at her vanity where she styled my hair a little differently than in the past. She explained her every move to me so I could do it in the future. Then, she polished my nails and I polished hers. We both packed our bags the night before and had our outfits for the night already laid out. I pulled off my night shirt so Sis could attach my new breast forms. After the adhesive was set, I put on a thong, the new bra, and blouse. As I pulled on my jeans, I noticed Sis had replaced them with a pair that zipped up in the back. She said they would make my butt look better. She was right.
We both put on our make-up at the same time. I watched carefully so I could do it better by myself from now on. Sis handed me a pair of platform shoes and told me I should walk around the house a while before we left to get used to them. I took her advice. While I could easily walk in them, I didn’t look too feminine at first. I had to adjust my style of walk to look convincing. With the exception of my voice, I felt quite confident about passing for a full fledged woman. I would still have to resort to an almost whisper when talking.
Sis gave me a waist high coat to wear. We both grabbed our bags and headed for her car. She said we would pick-up Michelle first, then Bob. She called Michelle a few minutes before we arrived there and she came out as we pulled into the driveway. I got out of the car so Michelle could sit in the front seat with Sis. Michelle gave me a hug and a little kiss on the lips before saying, “Hi, Joann, it’s good to see you, again.” Then she got into the front seat on her knees, put her arms around Sis, and pulled her tight as she kissed her for a long minute. I pushed her door closed and got into the back seat. “Sorry, I haven’t seen Mandy in over a week,” Michelle exclaimed after finishing her extended kiss.
When we got to Bob’s, I had to walk up to his door since it is hidden from the parking lot. We returned to the car and climbed into the back seat. Bob immediately said, “Hello Michelle and Amanda. It is good to see you both, again.”
The party was at a frat house on the college campus only five minutes from Bobs. We parked in the street less than a block away. There must have been several parties as the street was full of revelers everywhere. As we walked into the house, I realized I was a stranger there. Amanda, Bob, and Michelle knew many of the people. However, this worked in my favor and actually made me feel more comfortable. We all sat down spending the next five hours drinking toward the target time of Midnight. Michelle and Mandy were quite open with their affection for each other. No one even seemed to take much notice. Bob was also quite forward through the night rubbing my leg, hugging, and kissing. Of course, we looked like an ordinary couple.
A few minutes before midnight, most of the party headed into the street to ring in the New Year. Fireworks erupted from a distance as everyone cheered. Bob wrapped his arms around me and we both kissed for several minutes. “Happy New Year, Joann! You’re the best, I’m so glad I met you.” I pulled his hands down to my ass before reaching around his neck for another kiss. As we finished our second kiss, Mandy and Michelle were putting their arms around the two of us. We exchanged kisses and Happy New Year's wishes before returning inside for another drink.
Before I knew it, I realized we were all getting quite drunk. I asked Sis if she was okay to drive. She said she was if we left before she had any more to drink. We headed for the car, then drove to Bob’s. He suggested we all stay at his apartment for a while to sober up a little. He brought out some snacks to munch on as we sat around the table. Bob suddenly said, “Mandy, you and Joann are amazing.” Sis looked at him a little puzzled.
I whispered in her ear, “Don’t you remember when you told Bob and Jim we were both men dressed as women at Michelle’s party a few months ago?”
Sis started laughing as she said to Bob, “I’m sorry, I lied to you.” Now Bob had a puzzled look on his face. She unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then took Bob’s right hand and pushed it down her panties. “Surprise,” she said.
Bob responded by looking at Michelle and questioning, “And you?” I wasn’t sure if Michelle was mad or hurt, but she was certainly confused, so I let her in on the joke. To my surprise, she lifted her skirt, which immediately revealed her gender since she wasn’t wearing any panties. It also made me confused now. Did Michelle realize I was not a real woman? Did Sis tell Michelle I was her brother?
Sis jumped in, “Michelle and I are lesbians. Joann is my sister, I mean brother. Does that clear everything up for everyone? Michelle, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” Then she looked at me and started to breakdown crying, “Jo, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I ruined everything, didn’t I.”
Bob rescued the day, “Joann and I are going to my room. Mandy and Michelle, you can use Jim’s bed if you would like, if not lock the door on your way out.” He took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I went into the bathroom and changed into a mid-length sheer teddy with a matching bra and panty.
When I returned to the bedroom I climbed into bed and whispered into Bob’s ear, “You’re the best, I can’t wait to feel you inside me.” I laid on my stomach and spread my legs a little. Bob rolled over on top of me gently pulling my panties down below my ass. Then, he rubbed his dick between my cheeks as he started to harden. I felt the tip of his dick against my hole and pushed my ass up a little to make it more accessible. He started to push until he began to penetrate me. Then he pulled back and pushed again. I was dry so it took some poking to open up my asshole. I thought about last week with the anal dildo and Sis. Her hole opened up after a little working it. I usually start off with some oral play to get Bob’s dick a little slippery. However, I wasn’t about to put his dick in my mouth after it was in my ass. I told Bob to get some lube from my night bag. He got out of the bed and got the lube. As he was putting it on his dick he said it was getting hot. Sis must have put her warming lotion in my bag.
Bob put his dick up to my hole, again, and started to push. The lotion made a big difference. I could feel the head of his dick slide through my sphincter and up my ass. The heat was amazing. It felt like his dick belonged in my ass. The lotion didn’t feel wet like the lube. It was more of a syrup feeling that allowed his dick to glide in my ass while still creating friction and so much heat. My ass was on fire. I could feel him bottom out as his balls were compressed against mine. He started withdrawing giving me an empty feeling that wanted him to push back in. As he was almost out he started pushing in. My ass welcomed him back impatiently. Each repeated stroke brought more heat and fulfilment. The alcohol must have had an effect on us both. We went on like this for a long time.
Finally, I closed my legs tight against each other forcing Bob to move his legs outside of mine. He was sitting up on his knees with his weight on my ass cheeks. This forced my cheeks together tightening my grip even more on his cock. But, it also gave him better leverage to push into my tightened ass with his hips. I could even feel the heat on my ass cheeks now. His hands were on my shoulder blades to keep him steady. Now his forward thrusts were stronger and I could feel the entire length of his shaft rubbing my cheeks, anal ring, and insides. He was panting and I was moaning loudly. While I’m sure Mandy and Michelle had to hear us, it didn’t matter as we were literally caught up in the heat of the moment. I couldn’t believe that each time we fucked, it was better than the last.
Suddenly, I came like never before. My panties were soaked and my little dick was sliding in a pool of come. I knew Bob was close. He was starting to moan loudly and began to just keep pushing, trying to go as deep into my ass as possible. Then with a last push, he yelled out, “Ohhhhh fuck.” I could feel his balls pulse between my legs, his thighs tighten, and his cock pumping his cum into my ass. I wish I could feel his actual cum deep inside me, but I don’t think that is possible. He stopped and held still for a few minutes, letting his dick spasm two or three times.
I asked him, “Leave it in as long as you can. I feel so empty when you pull it out.” He moved his knees back and laid forward on my back with some of his weight on his elbows while moving his hands under my tits. I love this position. I squeezed my ass cheeks with my muscles several times to both our delight. He kissed me on the back of my neck. I responded with, “You’re the best and you were my hero tonight. I hope things went as well with Mandy and Michelle. Do you think they heard us?”
Bob responded, “Unless they were deaf, I’m sure they did.”
Bob’s dick was quickly shrinking in my ass. I knew it would come out shortly. While I love his bare dick in my ass, I miss licking the cum off it after sex when he wore a condom. Oh well, can’t have everything. When it finally shriveled out it left a small trail of his cum dripping from my ass. Bob got up and went to the bathroom to wash off and pee. When he returned we laid side by side on our backs relaxing.
A few minutes later, Michelle and Sis came into the bedroom. Sis walked along Bob’s side, leaned down, and gave him a little kiss as she said, “Thank you so much for taking care of my sister and not letting me screw up the night.”
As she stood up, Bob put his arm around her waist and hugged her saying, “You’re welcome, it was my pleasure.” Sis put her hands on his head pulling his face against her pelvis as she looked at me. I smiled, which she must have taken as an invitation. She climbed up on the bed, lifted her night shirt, and straddled Bob pushing her pussy in his face. He had little choice but to oblige her,
Michelle took that as a cue and climbed on top of me in a “69” position. She pulled down the front of my panties and started licking the cum on my cock as she pushed her pussy into my face. Her pussy tasted sweeter than Sis’s. While my cock started to harden, I was still spent and a little drunk. This did not deter her at all. This was the first time I ever had my dick sucked and Michelle was going to make it memorable. In the meantime, I was licking up and down her slit. When I reached the top I messaged her clit with my tongue. When I reached the bottom I pushed my tongue into her hole. She had my little cock and balls completely in her mouth as her tongue messaged them. Then she would pull back letting my balls come out and suck hard on just my cock.
I could hear Sis moaning out an orgasm. She climbed off and started to jerk Bob off. Then she pulled my head from Michelle’s crotch onto Bob’s cock while Michelle continued with my first class blow job. Sis moved over and took my place on Michelle’s pussy. With all of us inebriated, this went on for at least half an hour. Finally, Bob put his hands on my head as he usually does when he’s getting close. As he pushed down, I took his dick into my throat. When he started to groan, I pulled up so I could feel and taste his cum. He didn’t disappoint me. He must have shot four or five times into my mouth. Normally, I would pause, but my body was responding to Michelle’s motion. I had to pull my mouth off of his still stiff dick and swallow my mouthful of cum as I sat up. This forced my little dick further into Michelle’s mouth. She started sucking harder. I leaned back on my knees placing myself just above her head. She tilted her head back and I leaned forward on my hands. I started fucking her face as I looked down on Sis’s face in Michelle’s pussy.
Sis must have hit the spot on Michelle as she started bucking her pelvis and moaning on my dick. For the first time in my life I came in someone’s mouth. Michelle came at the same time and she just kept sucking as part of her orgasm. Sis sat up and pushed my head down on Michelle’s pussy. Michelle and I squeezed each other tight as our orgasms slowly subsided. Sis rolled over on the other side of Bob sandwiching him between her and Michelle and I. When Michelle relaxed her grip on me, I moved my head up to the same end as everyone else. Sis was spooning Bob, who was spooning me, as I was spooning Michelle. Bob and Michelle were naked. Bob’s left hand was on my left tit and my left hand was on Michelle’s left tit. We all fell asleep in that position.
Michelle was the first to wake in the morning. She rolled out of the bed and stood up. She was beautiful standing there naked. She had blond hair, pert tits without a bra, smooth light skin, and a perfectly proportioned ass. I so wish that was my body. Sis got up and asked Bob if she and Michelle could use the shower. A few minutes later we could hear them giggling and laughing in the shower. Bob looked at me and said, “That was an interesting night.”
I responded, “Does this change anything between us?”
He answered, “Of course not.” With that I rolled on top of him rubbing my ass against his dick to get him hard. “What about Mandy and Michelle?” he asked.
“What about them?” I replied. “After last night there is little to hide. Besides, I think they’re already occupied and I need you inside me, again.” I reached over to the night table and grabbed the warming lotion. I rubbed some on Bob’s dick helping him harden faster. Then I pushed myself up, pulled down my panties, and lined up his dick with my hungry ass. As soon as I felt it against my waiting hole I descended down faster than ever before. I never wanted it so badly before. I bottomed out in seconds. After pushing my pelvis back and forth several times, I pulled up until the tip of his dick was almost out. Then I dropped my entire weight down swallowing his dick completely up my ass. I could feel the warming lotion heating up my insides. I started moving my body up and down on his shaft like it was going to be my last fuck.
I never felt so horny. I couldn’t get enough. Bob was already panting loudly. As I could hear him begin to let out a moan I raised up until he was almost out of me so I could feel him cum in my ass. Suddenly, I realized Michelle was standing next to me. She started jerking me off through my panties. I came in less than a minute while Bob’s dick was still just inside my asshole. When I pulled off of him, I could feel his cum between my cheeks. Michelle said, “Awesome, you’re a mess. I hope you didn’t mind me helping out. I was waiting for Mandy to finish in the bathroom.” She pulled up my panties in the back and kissed me on the cheek. Bob and I just looked at each other.
When Sis was done in the bathroom, it was my turn to get cleaned up and dressed for the trip home. I put my body suit and stretch jeans back on since I loved the way they made me feel. Mom would not be home for a few days so I could wear everything home. Bob gave me a long “I want to see you again” kiss before we left. We dropped off Michelle at her house and went home. We both had to go back to work the next day.
I had a lot on my mind the next few days as I digested all that happened over the New Year holiday. It was only the start of a defining year in my journey to become Joann. Mom brought the next major event. She arrived home from her five days with Dave announcing she had to talk with Mandy and I. After dinner that night, she told us that Dave asked her to come live with him. They were both cautious about their relationship but agreed they wanted it to continue. Mom said she understood we had school and work here. She said the house was paid off from the divorce settlement and proposed Mandy and I could pay just enough rent to pay the expenses. This way she could keep the house and we could remain here. The rent was dirt cheap split between the two of us.
We expressed our happiness to Mom and agreed to her suggestion. We also agreed to keep her bedroom always available for her to visit. The hotel where she bartended set up a transfer to Dave’s town. She was excited since she would be the Bar Manager and it would be day work. Of course, she would also be with Dave. Mom deserved this break. It also provided me with more time and freedom to be Joann.
Mom moved out the last Friday of January. That Saturday morning I emptied most of my drawers and started filling them with my clothes for Joann. I kept two drawers for Joseph’s clothes on the bottom of one bureau. Sis came in and asked me what I was doing. After explaining it to her she asked, “Does this mean you don’t want to share clothes anymore?”
I replied, “Of course, we can still share, we just need more room and I’d like to keep some of my favorites in here now that I can dress more often.” I spent the entire weekend dressed as Joann.
The next event came a few weeks later at work. The boss called me in his office. He told me we just got several large contracts. This would require six more CNC machines. The programming load would jump up and we were running out of office space. He wanted to know if I’d be willing to work from home. The company would pay for the computer, programs, and all internet services. The drawings would be e-mailed to my house. When I finished a machine program I would simply save it on the company file where it While would be accessed by the shop and downloaded into the milling machines. I would only have to come in if there was a discrepancy in the machining. I would be promoted to “Head Programmer” along with a substantial raise. How could I say no?
Within two weeks the company set-up a computer, phone, large printer, and a big screen monitor in the den in our house. I got up Monday morning for my first work at home day when I realized I could stay Joann all week except to attend my final semester on Tuesday and Thursday nights at the Community College. I started wearing stretch pants and pullover blouses with a comfortable bra and bikini or boy cut panties during the day for working on the computer. Since Sis was going to school Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday nights, I would often make dinner for both of us. I also started spending more time on the internet in the evenings.
Sis started having Michelle spend the weekends at the house. The two of them would often walk around the house in nothing but their bras and panties. I think Michelle was more bi-sexual than Lesbian. She started pulling me into their activities. On Saturday night we all sat and watched some porn on the living room couch when Michelle asked if I could use Sis’s toys on her. Apparently, Sis told her about the time between Christmas and New Year’s.
We went into Sis’s bedroom. Sis and Michelle both stripped naked as Sis laid on her back. Michelle climbed on Sis in a six-nine position with her ass facing the end of the bed. Sis said, “Fill her up,” with a laugh as the two started licking each other’s pussies. I opened the night table drawer and pulled out several dildos, vibrators, and warming lotion. I selected the large vibrator that I used on Sis two months ago. Then I rubbed my finger up and down Michelle’s slit until it pushed into her warm hole. I put the tip of the vibrator over my finger pushing it in as I pulled out my finger. I started pushing it into Michelle’s pussy. Her lips pushed open and closed as each ring of the vibrator disappeared into her as she started to moan in sync with the rings.
Once the vibrator was completely buried, I lubed up the anal dildo while Sis was licking around the exposed end of the vibrator. I then lined it up with Michelle’s little ass hole and gave it a slight push. She gave out a loud gasp as she cried, “Oh, I love this like you do, Joann.” With that assurance, I proceeded to slowly push the dildo deep into her ass. When it was as deep as it could go, without losing it in her ass, I turned the knob on the vibrator in her pussy. Michelle started moaning, “Ohhhhh, this is the best.”
Sis stopped licking just long enough to utter out, “Do you have something for me?” I moved to the other end of the bed and grabbed a vibrator with raised nubs all over it. Since it was not as large as the ribbed vibrator in Michelle’s cunt, I easily inserted it into Sis’s pussy, before turning it on vibrate. Michelle put her mouth over the end of the vibrator. Both of them were now moaning with their mouths full as their heads and bodies were constantly bobbing. I was sitting up on my knees between Sis’s legs watching Michelle work the dildo in Sis’s pussy with her mouth.
Michelle reached up under my night shirt with her one hand and started jerking me off through my panties. Her moan changed tones as she began to have an orgasm. She increased her pace and grip on my dick. I came like a race horse. She continued to rub my dick spreading my cum all over her hand as she had multiple orgasms. Sis was moaning loudly also now and was having a couple orgasms herself. Finally, they both collapsed. Michelle raised her head up, pulled me closer, and licked the cum from my panties. Then she pulled the top of my panties down a little and put the end of my now soft dick into her mouth licking it clean.
I moved back to the other end of the bed and pulled the dildo out of Michelle’s ass and took it to the bathroom to clean it. When I returned Michelle and Sis were sitting up on the bed next to each other with the vibrators in their mouths giggling like little girls.
While Michelle made me feel good and it was exciting to watch both of them, it was apparent to me what I really wanted. I needed a man. Since Sis and I had the house to ourselves, it was time to invite Bob over. This year was shaping up to become the pivotal year in becoming Joann. Up until now, I was Joann one or two days a month. Now, I could be Joann five out of seven days. I decided to call Bob on Sunday morning. He said he could come over Friday night. I can’t wait until then.
After returning home from dropping Mom and Dave off at the airport, I immediately jumped in the bathtub and took a long bubble bath. While I was in the bathtub, I shaved the stubble that was starting to form from days of neglect. When I finished my bath, I rubbed most of my body with a good lotion to restore its smoothness, followed by a badly needed pair of sexy red lace bikini panties with a matching bra. I pushed a pair of “B” cup self-adhesive breast forms into the bra. They are quick and...
CrossdressingAs I opened my eyes it was quite light. I sensed it was late morning. Bob was still spooning me, but his dick was soft and must have pulled out of my ass sometime through the night. I quietly rolled out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. Before sitting to pee, I reached around and pulled another condom from my ass. I guess when he lets his dick soften inside me it shrinks from the condom leaving it in my tight ass. I’m finding it to be an after sex turn-on. I sat on the toilet and peed....
CrossdressingAs we drove home from the Halloween party Sis asked me if I enjoyed my first time out as Joann. I replied, “It was great. How did you come up with the name Joann?”“Well, I really didn’t think about it until I introduced you to Michelle. I actually started to say Joseph when I realized I needed to correct myself. I guess Joann was the only logical name at that point. Do you like it?”“Yeah, it’s nice,” I replied. “Thank you for dressing me up and taking me out. I hate to say it, but I really...
IncestLife was becoming a little confusing. I was out of high school and attending the local community college part-time at night while I worked at the machine shop during the day. I played soccer on the college team in the inter-county conference. Mom helped me buy a nice used car. Still, I wore panties, a bra, and nightshirt to bed every night. Sis was working part-time at a hairdresser while taking cosmetology courses in the evening. We still sat together in our panties and nightshirts...
CrossdressingThe next morning I told Sis that I spoke with Bob on the phone, as she suggested, and he invited me over to his apartment on Friday night. I think she was as excited as I was. She said we would have to pick out an outfit tonight when we both got home for the big event. The next day all I could think about at work was Friday night. Toward the end of my shift, my phone buzzed that I had a text message. It was from Bob. My first thought was he had changed his mind. My heart started pounding as I...
IncestMy name is Joseph and I want to explain how I started on the road to eventually becoming Joann. I grew up with my sister Amanda, who is two years older than me. I have always called her Sis. My father left my mother when I was around sixteen years old and we continued to live in the house. Eventually, my mother had to start working as a bartender in a high-end hotel bar at nights.I still remember my sister prancing around after school in her panties and a nightshirt, exercising our new found...
IncestI was 21, Joann was 36. At that time I had only been in two relationships. And those were the only two women I had ever had sex with. I did not know the female anatomy very well and it took a woman like Joann to teach me. I owe her a lot, and I wish I could find her again to thank her. It all began when I got my first real job and Joann was my neighbor in my first apartment of my own. I noticed that she always dressed very business-like. When depositing my first check from my new job, Joann was...
I sat in front of my computer and started surfing transgendered sites when I came across an article on psychiatrists specializing in cross-dressers, transvestites, and transsexuals. Some of their treatments included a psychological evaluation, hormone therapy, group sessions, and preoperative assistance. The mail order hormones I was taking were having some positive effects, but I read there were better and safer hormone medicines available by prescription. also really wanted to get some breast...
CrossdressingAfter our sex lesson that night, two weeks passed before anything happened. Dad got the flue and the mom got it and so every day when my sister and I came home, there was a parent there. We talked and Joann gave me some ideas on how to get Danny to eat my pussy and still not make me a slut at school. She showed me how to masturbate so I would get the most out of it! She told me how she really wanted to masturbate together and taste my pussy and how she wanted me to lick hers. But, with the...
IncestJennifer's Journey: Becoming the Perfect Wife - Part 1 By Jennifer Madison Introduction This isn't one of those stories where a husband gets tricked into wearing his wife's panties only to learn that it secretly excites him. There's no magic or sorcery either. This is the true story of discovery of who I really am and about the lovely woman who guided me on this journey. Was this journey entirely voluntary or was I coerced? Had I known where this...
Katherine Wilson sat at the kitchen table staring at the clock on the wall. She was angry. Fuming in fact. She had struggled to cook the family a roast dinner with her broken right wrist and here she was, waiting for them to return from the football match. Her husband and son were late. Not unusual, but this time they were spectacularly late. Nearly two hours after they had promised to be home, they had still not arrived. She had called and texted them but had received no reply. She had sworn...
SpankingKatherine Wilson sat at the kitchen table staring at the clock on the wall. She was angry. Fuming in fact. She had struggled to cook the family a roast dinner with her broken right wrist and here she was, waiting for them to return from the football match. Her husband and son were late. Not unusual, but this time they were spectacularly late. Nearly two hours after they had promised to be home, they had still not arrived. She had called and texted them but had received no reply. She had sworn...
SpankingIn The Park – Part oneThis is a continuation of the exhibitionist adventures of Andrea and Mike as depicted in the 'Carried Away' story which appeared earlier this year. The story is kind of long and it is divided into two parts. I would appreciate all comments.I hope you enjoy the story.Andrea had become increasingly curious about exhibitionism since her experience at the beach with her husband. She surfed a lot of web sites and eventually came upon some personal ads. She ended up e-mailing...
Jennifer's Journey ? Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 4 January Brings Some Changes With the start of the New Year, there were a few changes to my life and my weekly schedule. I was no longer going with Sarah to the gym two mornings a week. I was doing my work-outs at home in front of my TV with my new exercise DVDs and workout outfits. My favorite routine was something called Fitness Ballet, which combined some ballet basics with lots of stretching and some aerobics. Sarah...
Jennifer's Journey: Becoming the Perfect Housewife -- Part 2 By Jennifer Madison At Sarah's suggestion, starting in the Fall two years ago, I started living as Jennifer at least four and a half days a week. Together, Sarah and I have been working to mold me into a perfect, doting and feminine housewife. My girl wardrobe has increased dramatically from all the shopping we've been doing. And between trips to exercise class, the salon and my cooking and...
JOANNE By Lorna E. Black CHAPTER 1 MEETING John and Jenny were two people that were very much alike. They were the same age, about the same height and had similar temperaments. In fact you could say they were the ideal couple, but there was only one thing, neither knew each other. As well as that, both were single, and extremely shy, or so that was how the world perceived them. Although they had never met, things were about to change because there were other people with plans for...
Kelly is my wife’s best friend, but could I get her into bed?My wife, Joanne, and her best friend, Kelly, met in college and have remained friends for five years. Joanne is a sultry brunette, but Kelly is a gorgeous blue-eyed blonde that I wanted terribly from the moment we met.Kelly and her husband, Jack, came down from New York to Florida for a visit this summer and I could hardly keep my eyes off of Kelly. Her long blonde hair and blue eyes were driving me crazy! But we’d just met, so I knew...
Being Joanne by Meryl Davids "Hi", "Hi back", I said, I'd just got back from work, I hated office work, but we needed the money, for when we got married. Jane was a Nurse. I worked at a bank. I used to work as a Nurse, and loved every minute of it, Jane was just about burned out and wanted to get a Nurse managers job, to get her away from direct patient care. I had joked with her that we should swop jobs, "yeah sure", was all she said. I couldn't help the clearly...
Once again I must thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. Without those two wonderful people I don't think I would still be posting. As always I must also add that I can't leave a story alone. I could well have added some cock-ups after they have seen it and before it gets posted. Well we must keep the GPs happy. The alarm function on my phone went off at 8 AM and that galvanised me into action. I jumped out of bed,...
Life was tough at the moment for an 18 year old. Jobs were hard to find and keep, and I was desperate to earn an income and not be reliant on handouts from the government. Then I got a job, not the flashest of ones, it was selling and installing water efficient showerheads. I had to go door to door and try to interest the householder. They were reasonably priced and I had some success. It was a Friday morning and I was about to leave home to scope out a new suburb in my city when my mum...
Unser zuletzt Geschriebenes wurde abgelehnt, mit der Begründung: enthält echte Erlebnisse. Die Regeln haben wir nie im Detail gelesen, nur, was in der Überschrift steht, also keine Gewalt, nichts, was unter 18 betrifft und kein K9. Haben wir uns natürlich dran gehalten. Umso überraschender also die Ablehnung, da wir von dieser Regel bzgl. echter Erlebnisse nicht wussten, und wir eigentlich genau davon schreiben. Aber vielleicht lag es daran, dass es in Englisch war und dabei möglicherweise...
Group SexJoAnne had the fresh scrubbed complexion of a teenager. Her soft brown hair looked equally good in a pageboy, a ponytail or pigtails. She had the nice tight body of a high school cheerleader and at twenty-two she looked like the All-American girl next door. She did not resemble in any way, shape, manner, or form what she really was - an absolute slut. She had been one since she was eighteen when, high on beer following a football game, she had allowed five guys to take her cherry. Everyone in...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 17 After Mark had carried me up the stairs to my bedroom, he prepared to make love to me like a woman for the first time. In all our time together, I had made Mark cum many times with my hands and with my mouth - but never had I let him...enter me. I was excited but also very nervous. Scared. At first, Mark had positioned me on my hands and knees, saying it would be easiest this way. But I told him that I'd rather be on...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 15 Sarah's Big News Sarah looked particularly lovely in the light of the candles that I had lit before serving dinner. I had planned to use tonight's dinner as an opportunity to talk to Sarah about some important topics - topics that Vicki had raised to me a few days before. Vicki had confronted me with the fact that Sarah's treatment of me had elements of cruelty and nastiness. And my acceptance of Sarah's...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 3 By Jennifer Madison Friday Night Out As you know, I spend several hours every Thursday afternoon in a salon, getting plucked and waxed and highlighted and manicured and pedicured and painted and powdered and on and on. And it's all worth it when the girls at the salon finish with me and Sarah sees how pretty I look and fusses all over me. It's heaven! With me looking my best on Thursday evenings, Sarah and I would...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 13 The Party Begins Sarah rapped the side of her water glass with her knife and our guests quieted down to hear Sarah's speech. "I'd like to say a few words in honor of our birthday girl, Jennifer. But first, many thanks to all of you for coming out and joining us this evening and making this such a special and festive event. You may not know this, but tonight is doubly important. You see it was almost exactly six months...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 7 Sharing with my Sister Over the weekend, Sarah and I talked more about the idea of letting my sister Caitlin know about the new me. Sarah was very helpful, even pretending to be Caitlin and letting me rehearse my part of the conversation. I really didn't know how Caitlin would react but I knew I wanted to tell her. Other than Sarah, Caitlin was my only family, since both my parents had passed away. Sarah and I talked...
I was home in Melbourne looking over Craigslist seeing what was on for offer. I enjoy pussy and cock so was looking at all the sections and then came across t4m.So had a look and found a advert for a mid 30's tranny wanting a guy to come over for some fun.Now I've enjoyed watching shemale porn and so sent a message. It wasn't too long that I got a response from Joanne.Anyway getting to the chase. I rang the doorbell and I was met by a very attractive woman. She introduced herself as Joanne.We...
Chrissy's Journey to Becoming a Woman - Chapter 2 By Scott Wilson As I was approaching my twelfth birthday and puberty, I started to panic. We had talked with Dr. Brown about me starting hormone blockers so I wouldn't start puberty and develop the masculine characteristics associated with it. Her thinking was that I would start them around the age of 12. Unfortunately, she retired and I was referred to a Dr. John Anderson. Dr. Anderson had dealt with several Trans children over...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 16 I took full advantage of Sarah's absence for the rest of the weekend, using my time alone to think about my decision to make my life as Jennifer more permanent and more complete. The more I thought about it, the more certain I was that this was the right thing to do. I was tiring of the fantasy of being Jenny - and excited about the idea of letting Jenny become a real person. Sarah returned on Sunday evening. She said...
Jason Becomes Joanne By: Joanne Marie Andrews [email protected] Ever since I can remember, I wanted to be a woman, I hated being a man. Woman we're so much more elegant, more slender, and of course beautiful. And finally I had my chance to experience womanhood. I had just finished highschool, and was going to take a year off before going off to college. My parents took this opportunity to take their dream "around the world" trip. They had saved up for this...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 10 My New Life Began on Friday I didn't have much time to wallow in self pity or any other emotion following Thursdays surprise dinner with Dr. Roberts and Sarah's revelations about her relationship with him. I was up early to fix breakfast and to get the house and myself ready for our massages with Mark. Sarah was bright and cheery when I woke her up for breakfast. There wasn't a hint that anything was different in her...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 14 My Sister's Phone Call The week following my birthday party - the fourth week of March - was certainly memorable. The phone was ringing when Sarah and I arrived home after driving back together from our Sunday night "dates" at our boyfriends' houses. It was Caitlin. She was wasting no time converting Friday night's 'one night stand' into a full blown affair. After repeatedly saying how much fun she had at my party, she...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 18 California Bound On the day before I was to fly to California for the "procedure" at the Malibu clinic, I called Sarah to fill her in on the major new developments in my life. She had been staying at Dr. Roberts' home since I had last seen her about two weeks ago. She was completely surprised by my news - yet at the same time seemed distracted and not terribly interested. She was fully disconnected from me and my life...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 5 January had been a busy and exciting month for me in my new life as Jennifer. I started to develop a bit more of a life outside the house and independent of Sarah. As Jennifer, I was enjoying my therapy sessions and spending time with my new friend Vicki. But there was one more, big, new experience for Jennifer that would make January an unforgettable month. Friday Massages From the very beginning, Sarah had suggested...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 11 Anticipating Sunday What seemed so shocking and bizarre just a few days ago somehow became an accepted and ordinary part of my life. My wife had a boyfriend that she was spending lots of time with and I was letting her. No, I was helping her. On Monday, after I finished doing Sarah's hair and make-up for her lunch-time date with Dr. Roberts, she stood up from the vanity. She was still wearing just her sexy underwear from...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 12 An Eventful Monday Mondays were typically pretty uneventful. And compared to the excitement of last night, when I went to Mark's house for the first time on a 'date' while Sarah was over at Dr. Roberts' house, I expected today to be rather tame. But Sarah, as you know, is full of surprises. I was up early. I did a workout in the basement wearing one of my Lycra workout outfits. Recently, I had been working hard on...
Chrissy's Journey to Becoming a Woman By Christine Wilson Final Chapter With Sami being gone for the summer, I was hoping to have more time with Roger but, life had its way. Kim, the receptionist, took a leave of absence for the summer to have her baby. Dad asked me if I wanted to work there and I said yes. I told him that he had to pay me and that I needed some new "work" clothes. The salon has a reputation for being upscale and trendy. Those working there had to look the look. Mom,...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 9 The Last Friday of February When Friday came around again, I resolved to put an end to the nonsense that I had let get started the week before. I admitted to myself that it had been thrilling to be the object of Mark's attention, but this had gotten crazy. I would straighten everything out over lunch. But it was true that I had thought about Mark a lot during the past week. How could I avoid thinking about him? After...
Becoming Suzanne - A Woman's Journey The third injection period was completely different than the first two. There really wasn't much sensitivity then. But just the change in my whole physical structure had felt so deliciously alien. It was as though I was this mystically intimate voyeur. It went so, so far beyond simply looking or watching. most mystical, mystical voyeur. It went so, so far beyond simply looking or watching. I had to wait much longer this time. I knew...
Part 3 Becoming Suzanne - A Woman's Journey The project took a couple of weeks longer than expected, but everyone was very happy with the results. To mark the success, the prime developer rented out a slick new restaurant on the lower East side and everyone who'd been involved was invited. That meant nearly a hundred writers, directors, media people -- a heavy dose of "creatives" and a few business types all mixed together. It would be a great way to blow off the pressure of the...
Jennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 6 Sarah Extends an Invitation Oh no, I thought to myself. Why, oh why, did Sarah feel compelled to invite Mark to stay for lunch next week? Sarah stood in the doorway with a huge grin on her face. "Now, don't make that glum face," Sarah said to me. "It'll be fine. It'll be fun." What could I say? The deed was done. Sarah had invited our masseur to stay for lunch after our massages next Friday. I finished making up...
I woke early the next morning as usual, leaving Alice fast asleep in our double bed. The sun was shining, the morning was still not too hot and I felt hungry so I showered, dressed and walked the mile or so into the nearest village and bought bread, milk and croissants for our breakfast. As I returned to the apartment with my purchases in a paper bag, my mind was full of plans for the coming evening. In less than twelve hours Steve would be here with a full day and, more importantly, two full...
CuckoldJennifer's Journey - Becoming the Perfect Housewife, Part 8 Two Calls on A Tuesday Night Sarah and I were spending a quiet evening at home on Tuesday. We had enjoyed a nice dinner together and I had finished cleaning up the dishes. The two of us were sitting at the table in the bedroom where I usually serve Sarah her breakfast while I did Sarah's nails. The phone rang. "Bear a dear and get that, would you?" Sarah said, wiggling her wet nails to demonstrate that she was...
Chapter 5 (Final Chapter) Becoming Suzanne - A Woman's Journey Steven noticed Suzanne across the restaurant shortly after she arrived. It was a large open room and she was getting a drink with Julie and laughing with some of the others at the bar. She wore a tight black dress, with a plunging neckline, that hugged the contour of her curves. "God," thought Steven, at once frustrated and intoxicated. He hadn't stopped thinking of her since that time they'd shared a smoke in...
==============================================The Beginning Of My Journey To Becoming A Bull==============================================So for me this is where it all began, I had been dating this girl for a few months, we were both in our early 20's non exclusive and almost always having bareback sex. For a couple days she had been saying her breast were super sore and maybe she was pregnant.Knowing we were Not exclusive I asked her if she had had any other unprotected sex recently she told...
MY SENSUAL JOURNEY - PART ONE By Katharine Sexkitten The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. It's a clich?, but it's true. It's a clich? because it's true. And it's true even if you don't know you're on the journey. My first step was when I was ten years old. Someone gave my mother a pair of boots, for a present. I can't remember if it was her birthday or Christmas. She politely smiled and said thank you, and never wore them. They were a little too risqu? for her...
There once was a time in my life when I would have considered a man who liked watching other men fucking his wife a depraved degenerate asshole. How quickly things can change. It all started when my best friend and I were discussing the sad state of my marriage. The wife and I got along fine, but the passion was gone. We only occasionally had sex and when we did it was like both of us were doing it because we each felt that it was our duty to each other. Anyway, I was telling John my...
I have several stories relating to this journey so will start at the beginning.My name is Bill and her name is Debbie.We were young married and both adventurous I had no idea how wild my wife would become. We had c***dren within the first year and from there even though we had an active sex life it was getting mundane. Deb was always open to things as loved to show off her beautiful legs ass and tits. Loved to wear skimpy shorts and tube thops that showed off her big nipples. Access was very...
This has been a long journey that has been over 2 years in the making but it was worth the wait. It started when I was able to be completely open and honest with Master and share my fantasy of being with black men and being a Queen of Spades. He was so accepting and supportive of turning my fantasy into a reality. It wasn’t a subject we discussed everyday but it was always there in the back of our minds. I knew it would happen when the time was right but I didn’t know when that would be....
DISCLAIMER:1. This story is fiction.2. This story is FICTION!3. The author doesn?t endorse or play down violence and brutality of any kind against living beings in general and females in special. The author insists on the consumption only by those legally of age and where ADULT MATERIAL isn?t prohibited by law. If you get offended by those topics, stop reading. Venom, September 2007Synopsis:Three slavegirls ("a ponygirl, a painslut and a...
I was always a good boy, never causing any trouble or needing to be disciplined. But then my mother came up with the idea that I might like to wear a dress, and I was terrified. I didn't want to be seen as a sissy or a girl, but my mother thought it would be good for me to explore my femininity. When she presented me with the Punishment Dress, I was confused and scared. I didn't know what to think, but my mother insisted that it was a punishment for something I had supposedly done...
Every journey has a starting point, but sometimes it’s difficult to tell if there is a destination.Sometimes you just start rolling and you end up someplace you never imagined.That’s true of any journey. Even an innocent bike ride on a warm summer morning.The starting point. A middle-aged man with a wife and kids, not entirely happy but not entirely unhappy either. Happy with most things except between the sheets. It happens to a lot of marriages, after the kids come along. After the partner...
Love StoriesMy wife and I have been married only for a few months when our sex lives started to change. We had lost contact for many years as we were both previously married and reconnected later in life. Lynn is is buxom brunette that is a little on the plump side. Since rediscovering each other, we spent lots of time talking about what we had done sexually over the years. Lynn was facinated with the fact that I have been very adventourous. I have been into anything extreme. I loved cock as much as pussy...
The Situation.It happened a few years ago, the world had been getting stranger by the day. Could it be do to more and more people learning and using occult chaos magick? Our lady Eris must sure be grinning with this most6 resent, most bizzare, and more exciting change to have befallen planet Earth. Some sort of random sexual virus came into the world. It sprang up randomly and without rhyme nor reason with whom contracted it. Those whom did were very secretive about it lest people findout and...
The days had passed slowly but they had eventually passed. It was Saturday - THE Saturday. The night my wife was to become a whore! It was ten thirty in the evening. I was sitting in the same booth in the same bar in which Julie, Gary, Alice and I had started our New Year’s Eve celebrations but this time the bar was barely a quarter full and I was sitting there alone, apart from a tall glass of ice cold beer. My tummy was bubbling with excitement but, I suspected, not as much as those of the...
CuckoldA story of how my boring mundane work journey was made bearable by fantasising about a lady who used to get on my train each day, her inspiration for this story came from her gorgeous nylon clad legsthe lady was real sadly the story is made up...One day on the train to work, the mature lady who most days i shared a train carriage with on the way to work, asked if I liked what I saw when I overdid the fleating glances at her vey smart work attire.Her attire of smart black blazer, white blouse,...
THE JOURNEY By Anne Gray Note: I originally posted this story in 2003, complete with the usual mistakes made by would be authors, in five short chapters. I am very grateful to Vickie Tern for the advice and comments that, I hope, make this revision a better story. It tells of the Journey a young man makes to fulfill his dream. The category is crossdressing and the code G; the story is complete. Chapter...