Stage nine of my journey to becoming Joann
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Life 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 occasionally before bedtime talking about our personal issues. She was still having girls over and giving me a free show now and then. I had not tried to have sex with a girl since my two failures last year and jerked off to porn in my nightwear to keep myself satisfied for now.
On one of my jerk-off-to-porn nights, I found this gorgeous, sexy, hot woman sucking this well-hung stud. When his dick was full of her slobber, she climbed on top of him, pulled her panties down below her ass, and started to sit on his dick. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. As his dick began to push into her ass, the camera moved to her face. She started out with an expression of pain and apprehension, followed by a look of relief, followed by a look of passionate pleasure that was indescribable. She raised her hands to the back of her head and lifted her hair up. Her eyes were almost shut and her lips were pursed into a small circle as she slowly exhaled. I came like a horse in my panties.
The camera started panning back showing her body sitting on the stud’s dick. She was beautiful. Then came the unbelievable--she was a he. She had all the features of a real woman: pretty face, long hair, real breasts, round ass. But, she had a six or seven-inch dick that was now sticking out of the top of her panties. The stud began jerking her off until she came all over his bare stomach. She then leaned forward until his dick came out of her ass. She was dripping come out of her ass. Finally, she got up, leaned over him, and licked her come off his stomach. My panties were completely soaked with my come. I turned off the computer and fell asleep with the whole episode playing over in my mind.
The next few weeks I couldn’t get enough of “T-girls.” I was actually coming some nights without even jerking off as I watched them. I had to go to Sis’s room two or three times a week to get clean panties. As the panty drawer was getting low I started to check some of her other drawers. That’s when I looked in her night table drawer. She had a collection of vibrators and dildos. One of the dildos had a large suction cup on the bottom. Since she told me I could come to her room for anything anytime, I didn’t think she would mind me borrowing it.
I took it into the bathroom and stuck it on the bottom of the bathtub. Then I stepped into the tub, pulled my panties down below my ass, and started to lower myself on the dildo. As the end started to push against my asshole I felt an unbearable pain and burning. This wasn’t going to work.
I went back to Sis’s bedroom and got a small vibrator. Then I remembered some of the videos where the guy would use lubrication first. I got some petroleum jelly from the medicine cabinet and rubbed it on the vibrator. This time I held the vibrator on the top of the closed toilet lid and lowered myself on the vibrator as I straddled the toilet. As it started to enter my ass I could feel the small nubs on it. The combination of the smaller diameter and lubrication allowed it to push in with no pain. However, it felt like I was taking a dump in reverse. While it felt strange, my little dick was completely hard and oozing precum.
As I was holding the base I inadvertently started the vibrator. At first, it took me by surprise, but within a minute or two I was coming all over the place. I was in ecstasy. I pulled it out and washed it off. Then I put the vibrator and dildo back in Sis’s drawer exactly as they were. I kept my cum drenched panties on, cleaned up the bathroom, and went to bed.
On Wednesday nights I got done my night classes early and got home well before Sis. So every Wednesday night I would visit her night table drawer. One of my favorite vibrators was her “silver bullet.” It was about four inches long, hard, slim, and had a wire with a remote control. I decided to keep it for the night a few times. I could slip it into my ass, lie on my stomach, and then turn it on while watching porn on the computer until I came in my panties. I often fell asleep with the vibrator still in my ass. When that happened, I would clean it in the morning and put it back as soon as Sis left before I went to work.
Eventually, I felt I was ready to try the dildo with the suction cup, again. So one Wednesday night I got it from the night table and stuck it on the bottom of the bathtub. This time I lubricated it with baby oil first. Then I stood in the bathtub, pulled my panties down a little, and began to lower myself on the dildo. As I made contact with it I could feel my hole being forced open and a slight burning. I positioned myself so my knees were on the tub floor and I could control my descent.
I felt just like the T-girl in the porn video. As the head of the dildo penetrated my sphincter, there was a brief pain followed by an immense pleasure as I could feel the shaft slowly sliding up my ass. I had to put my arms up and wrap them around the back of my head. When I felt my cheeks touch the tub floor, I was disappointed that it was in as far as it could go. I was oozing precum and my whole ass was warm inside. Then I raised myself a little and I felt like I was taking a dump. Then I lowered myself, again, and felt that wonderful feeling all over another time. I started moving up and down, fucking the dildo.
Before I knew it I was coming like never before. In fact, I was becoming a little dizzy like I was drinking alcohol. When I finally raised myself off the dildo I had a sudden empty feeling in my ass. I could feel the baby oil between my cheeks and a tingling inside. I pulled up my panties. I lost track of the time and quickly pulled up the dildo to wash it off. I quickly washed it with soap and water, then returned it to Sis’s drawer. Every step I took as I walked to her bedroom and back to mine felt wonderful. I went to bed with my wet panties on and a little tingle in my ass as I fell fast asleep.
One night when Sis and I were on the couch talking she asked if I would like to go to a Halloween party at the house of one of her friends. “It would be a chance to go out dressed like a woman without anyone thinking much of it,” she suggested. “It will be fun and no one there really knows us anyway.”
I wasn’t sure what to think. It could make my life more confusing or it could help me decide where I wanted to go with things. I asked Sis, “What will you wear?”
After thinking a few minutes she responded, “We’ll go as Two Broke Girls like on the television show.”
“Okay,” I said, “Let’s do it.” I felt better about the idea, knowing she would be close by me as the other half of a duo. She said we could try on some outfits on Friday night for the party, which was on Saturday night. I spent the rest of the week watching reruns of the television show so I could imitate my character.
When I got home on Friday night, Sis already had a bunch of outfits on her bed ready for me to try on. As I took off my shirt and pants she handed me a bra, panties, and a pair of silicon breasts. She detected my discomfort so she held the bra out, helped me into it, and hooked it. Then she tucked the fake boobs into the bra and adjusted them. I took off my briefs and put on the panties. Next, she pulled a dress over my head and down until it was in place. The buttons were on the top half in the front. She buttoned the bottom four or five and left the top three open leaving a little bit of the bra exposed. I couldn’t believe how good I looked in it.
Sis said, “This could be the dress, but let’s try a few more on before we decide.”
We spent the next hour trying different dresses on me. Finally, we decided on the first dress since it not only looked good but was similar to what was worn on the show. Sis told me to make sure I was home by six so we had at least two hours to get ready for the 9:00 pm party. It seemed like a long time to dress, but I agreed I would be home as she requested.
The next day I had a soccer game at noon and Mom was away for the weekend. The game was over by two, so I went straight home afterward. Sis was doing the laundry when I came into the house. She said our dresses were still in the washer and were not ready yet. Since it was early and Mom was away she told me she would get me a bath ready in Mom’s big bathtub.
Twenty minutes later she called me into Mom’s bathroom. She said, “Strip off all of your clothes.” When I hesitated, she responded with, “You’re wasting time, you don’t have anything I haven’t already seen.” With that, I took off all of my clothes. Then she opened a plastic bottle of Nair hair remover.
I said, “What are you going to do with that?”
Her response was, “Get rid of your body fuzz. Nobody likes a hairy girl." She squeezed some of the lotion in her hands and rubbed it on my legs first, then on my arms, and lastly my chest and stomach. Next, she told me to hold my arms up while she lathered my armpits and shaved them. Then she took a wet washcloth and wiped the hair remover off. She showed me the hair that came off as she wiped. When she was done wiping she told me to step into the tub and relax while she did another load of laundry. The bath was warm and smelled like flowers. I felt like I could fall asleep, it was so relaxing.
After an hour or so, Sis came in and said it was time to get out of the tub. She gave me a towel to dry off. When I finished drying she wrapped the towel around me and tucked it in at the top. Then we walked down to the kitchen where she had me sit on a stool and lean back into the kitchen sink where she could wash my hair with the rinsing hose. She used another towel to dry my hair somewhat before taking me to her bedroom where she sat me down at her vanity.
She spent the next hour blow drying and styling my hair. After that, she painted my fingernails and toenails with a hot pink nail polish. She told me to relax and let the polish dry while she jumped in the shower. When she came out she had some lotion for both of us. She told me to take off my towel and squeezed some into my hands. Then she took off her towel, put some lotion in her hands and said, “Watch me and do the same.” She rubbed it on her arms, legs, stomach, and ass cheeks. I did the same.
Then she pointed to one of two neat sets of clothes on her bed. “That one is yours.” I started by pulling on a very sexy red lace panty with a white heart on the front. Next, I put on the matching red bra with some padding in the cups. Sis commented how proficient I was at hooking it in the back by myself. I watched her as she pulled the straps of her bra up her arms and over her shoulders. Then she reached behind her back and hooked it. Finally, she pulled each of her breasts into the cups and then adjusted the bra in place.
Next, she picked up the silicone breast forms and tucked each one into my bra cups. They had something sticky on them where they contacted my skin and after she pushed them like she was feeling me up, they felt like they were attached to me. I could actually feel her fingers rub across them.
Sis picked up a pair of black thigh-high stockings and pulled them up her legs while explaining to me the care required to prevent ripping them. She instructed me to do the same, which I did. I couldn’t believe the feeling of the stockings on my legs. It was hard to describe and it was making me hard.
Sis also noticed and said I was going to have to do something with that. She took my hand and led me into the bathroom next to the sink. Then she pulled down my panties and started jerking me off with her hand. It only took about three minutes and I yelled, “I’m going to cum.” She placed her other hand in front of my cock to deflect my cum into the sink.
“What a mess,” she said. Then she smiled and rubbed her cum-filled hand over my mouth while grumbling, “How do you like that?” This took me by surprise and I couldn’t help but taste it on my lips. She was washing her hands and the sink while I was still in shock. I pushed her away and put my mouth under the still-running water. Sis put both her arms around me saying, “I’m sorry, that was wrong, please, forgive me.”
I smiled at her, reached down to my still-dribbling dick with one of my fingers, and then put the finger in her mouth. “You’re forgiven,” I said. She took a washcloth, wet it, and wiped my dick clean. She threw the washcloth in the hamper and gave me a little kiss on my cheek.
We both went back into the bedroom and put our dresses on. Just as before, Sis buttoned my bottom buttons and left the top three open. Then she sat me down at her vanity and started the makeup. It took at least twenty minutes for makeup, eyeliner, lipstick and a few other things. Then she turned me around so I could look in the mirror. I couldn’t believe it was me. Sis truly transformed me into a gorgeous woman. Jerking me off was a good idea. I was relaxed and calm. I really felt comfortable and feminine.
Sis finished her makeup before showing me how to apply lipstick. She said I would probably have to re-do my lipstick several times through the night. She put perfume on both of our necks. Then she grabbed a purse she had picked out for me. She showed me where the lipstick, makeup brush, hairbrush, and breath mints were in the purse. Then she opened the other side where there were several packs of condoms. She put her finger on my lips and said, “You never know when you might need them.” I didn’t reply. Sis went to her closet and threw me a pair of black flat shoes. They were like wearing loafers, only more open.
“I think we’re ready,” she declared. “Are you okay?”
I just shook my head yes with a little smile.
Sis grabbed two of her shorter coats and gave me one. I put it on, grabbed my purse, and we went out the front door. As soon as we started walking I could feel the cool air blowing up my dress. This was another new and wonderful feeling for me tonight.
Sis said, “Watch closely how I and the other women walk. We really didn’t get any practice time. Also, whisper when you talk to hide your real voice. We’ll practice talking in the car on the way.” Sis opened my door so she could show me how a lady gets into a car. She said the trick is to never open your legs when sitting or getting up. This turned out to be great advice. I leaned back as I bent my knees until my butt was in the seat, then I rotated into the seat still keeping my knees together. I thought I looked pretty good on my first time.
We had to drive almost forty minutes to the party. This was actually good since it took us a comfortable distance from our neighborhood and friends. Sis and I talked the entire way to practice on my voice. She also kept giving me advice on how a woman should act as she thought about things during our conversation.
We parked in the street across from the house. There were quite a few cars and people going in and out of the front door. As soon as I opened the door and stood feeling the cool air up my dress, the excitement overtook any nervousness I might have had. I was glad Sis picked out flat shoes so I didn’t have the added problem of walking in heels. She took my hand as we walked across the street toward the house.
The front door was open when we walked up the steps so we just walked in. There were at least thirty people in the living room and adjoining great room. Music was playing, people were talking loud, most were drinking; we blended in with the crowd. Someone across the room yelled, “Hey, Amanda.” It was the hostess and Amanda’s friend from school.
As she came up to us Sis said, “Michelle, this is my friend Joann. Jo, this is Michelle.”
“Glad to meet you, Joann,” Michelle replied. “Make yourselves comfortable. There’s food and drinks in the kitchen.”
We went to the kitchen and each took a wine cooler. Then we walked through a sliding glass door into an enclosed patio where we found an empty couch. Sis sat on the one end and I sat next to her with my legs crossed. Sis said, “Here we are on a couch, again.” We both laughed.
A few minutes later two guys walked over to us. One sat down next to me while the other stood in front of us and asked, “How are you two girls doing tonight?”
Sis said, “We’re good, this is my friend Joann and my name is Amanda.”
The one standing said, “I’m Jimmy and that’s Bob,” as he pointed to the guy next to me.
Bob reached over and took my hand in a light handshake declaring, “It’s nice to meet you, Jo.”
I whispered, “It’s nice to meet you, Bob."
Sis jumped in to help me by starting some light conversation where I could participate with a simple “Yes,” “I remember,” “No way," and similar remarks to minimize my talking.
Bob asked me if he could get me another drink to which I replied, “Yes, thank you.” He placed his left hand on my knee to help himself get up. When he returned with our drinks, he handed me mine before sitting as close as possible. This time, resting his hand on my leg above my knee. In the meantime, Jimmy found a portable chair and placed it facing Amanda and me.
After a few more minutes of conversation, Jimmy asked who we were dressed as. Amanda told him, “Two Broke Girls.”
He replied it was not much of a costume. I couldn’t believe Amanda shot back, “Yes, it is. Neither one of us are girls.”
Jimmy almost fell off his chair and sat there for a minute without a word.
Bob whispered in my ear, “I don’t care, I think you’re cute,” as he moved his hand a little further up my leg. Jimmy stood up shaking his head and walked away.
Sis then said, “I’ll leave you two alone for a little. I want to go talk to Michelle,” as she winked at me, stood up, and walked into the kitchen.
Bob lifted his left arm up and put it around my shoulder. “You and Amanda are amazing. You’re both so beautiful.” He continued talking a little about himself as he stroked my hair with his hand. I was getting goosebumps. Then he asked me if wanted to go outside and smoke a joint.
Suddenly, memories of a past experience came back to me. Then I thought, This time is different, so I said, “Sure.”
There were a pool and a cabana in the backyard. We sat on a bench as Bob lit a joint. As we smoked it, Bob began to rub my leg working up my right side along my breast. Then he leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips. I stood up. He finished the joint, stood up, and then put both his arms around my waist. He put his lips against mine, and in what must have been a reflex, I put my arms around his neck. He pushed his tongue into my mouth as his hands slowly dropped to my ass. Again, I could feel the cool air up my dress. I could feel the stockings caressing my legs, my breasts against his body, his hands rubbing my ass. I was suddenly in heaven. As we continued to kiss I could feel his dick hardening as it rubbed against the front of me. My heart was pounding. I thought I was going to explode.
I pulled away and took one of his hands in mine. I pulled him around the back of the cabana out of sight where some lawn furniture was wrapped for the winter. I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly and reached into his shorts where I found his beautiful cock. I’m not sure who was more surprised, him or me. His cock was warm and wet from his precum.
He put his hands on my shoulders and started to push me down a little. Although I understood what he wanted, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go there. But I did start this encounter. So I bent down and licked the end of his cock. This was the first time I ever touched another cock, let alone with my tongue. It wasn’t bad. I licked it a few more times and I knew I was going to have to go further. I opened my mouth and moved my head forward feeling the almost hot shaft sliding through my lips and onto my tongue. I could feel the vein on the bottom side of his dick on my tongue. I could feel the slobber in my mouth coating his dick. It was sliding in and out easier every time I bobbed my head.
I pulled back, stood up, and fumbled through my pocketbook for the condoms. I found a pack, opened it, removed the condom and rolled it onto his glistening dick. I’m sure there was no doubt in Bob’s mind what was next.
I bent over the covered lawn furniture, looked back at Bob, and said, “Go easy at first.”
He pushed my dress up over my ass, pulled my panties down to my thigh-highs, and put the end of his dick against my waiting hole. Then, as I asked, he pushed the head of his dick very slowly. It was softer, yet bigger than Sis’s dildo. There was no pain as it pushed open my sphincter. The condom was lubricated and studded. As the head of his dick passed through the entry I could feel it tighten on the slightly smaller shaft. I could actually feel the studs of the condom slipping along my sphincter as Bob continued to feed his cock into my ass. My ass began to feel warm and filled while my legs were cool from the autumn night air. His hands were firmly on my hips to help pull him completely into me.
Finally, his legs were tight against my cheeks. I pushed myself back into him to get his dick as far into my ass as possible. Then I moved forward a little signaling him that it was time to fuck. He didn’t need any instruction. He pulled back a little then pushed his dick in as far as he could. I could feel that familiar dizziness as my ass responded to the friction of his dick. As he started moving in and out I found myself pushing back on his forward thrusts. My ass was getting hotter.
As he picked up the pace I could feel his hands grip my hips tighter and I could hear him almost gasping for air. I pushed back as far as I could then I started to stand. His hands moved up my hips to my waist, then to my breasts. He started to squeeze my breasts while lifting my feet off the ground as he pushed his dick into my ass standing straight up.
His mouth was on the back of my neck and I could hear his labored breathing. I put my hands on top of his on my breasts as he bounced me off the ground with his upward thrusts. Suddenly, he started to bite the back of my neck; I could feel him tense up. He was struggling to restrain his sounds as he came in my ass. He squeezed me in a bear hug and stood straight up lifting me completely off my feet as his orgasm reached its peak.
As he stood motionless in his tight grip on me I instinctively reached my hand down to cover my dick just in time to keep from shooting come all over my dress. My hand was full of come and I didn’t want to wipe it on my dress. I held my hand up to my mouth and licked it off.
After a few minutes, Bob leaned forward until my feet were back on the ground. I leaned forward over the lawn furniture. I could feel his dick soften in my tight ass as he moved his hands back down to my hips. After a few more minutes, he slowly pushed back pulling his dick out of my ass. I could feel the cool air on my hot ass and the emptiness. I reached down and pulled up my panties. Then I pulled my dress down. I was still feeling a wonderful tingle in my ass.
I looked at Bob. He leaned forward and kissed me full on the lips before saying, “That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my entire life. I hope we can do this again, Joann.”
I told him to give me his phone number before we left.
I grabbed my pocketbook and walked toward the house when I thought about how I might look. I walked back to the cabana and tried the door toward the pool. It was unlocked. I fumbled for a light switch and was surprised to find it was a bathroom. Lucky me, I was able to redo my lipstick like Sis showed me, straighten out my dress, and pull my thigh-highs back up all the way. I sat on the toilet to take a pee before heading back into the house.
Once in the house, I milled about looking for Sis. When I couldn’t find her right away I got another wine cooler and sat on the couch. Bob came over, sat next to me with a big smile, then handed me a piece of paper with his phone number on it. “I hope you call me,” he said.
I replied, “I will, you were great.” We sat for a few minutes when Sis came over and asked if I was ready to go.
I responded, “Whenever you’re ready.”
So she said, “Let’s go, then." With that, I leaned over and gave Bob a kiss on the cheek. I could see the surprised look on Sis’s face as I stood up.
“Should I ask?” she said as we walked toward the front door.
I replied, “Maybe later.” I was feeling too good to spoil it with too much thought. I just wanted to finish the night as a woman.
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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...
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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...
Jennifer'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...
A REFLECTION OF BATWOMAN TO HER SISTER ALICE Belinda She is a fan of the TV series "Batwoman." Eagerly awaited the first episode and even with the previews wonder who would play Batwoman. In later previews, becoming aware of the other characters; one character she remembers from watching the movie "Enigma." The additional character she remembers in the previews is Alice. Batwoman and Alice seem to strike a special reflection with her. She could tell...
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...