Chrissies Parade
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I am a very feminine boy and I love naughty girly sex. I am very slender with long dark hair and I look like a girl. I love being girly and pretty.
I was staying in a hotel in San Francisco. It was late and so I had a bath and ordered room sevice, a sandwich and a bottle of wine. I was feeling very horny and I wanted to have sex with somebody.
I laid on my bed, naked, feeling oh, so sexy after my bath. I ran my fingers up and down my smooth skinny chest, then up the insides of my naked thighs, and felt the soft smooth skin. I am such a girly boy, I thought, and I'm so horny. I touched my cock and a thrill went through me.
"Oh, I feel so sexy tonight," I said to myself. I wanted to dress up as a girl.
I went over to my suitcase and pulled out a sexy black garter belt. I fastened it around my slender little waist. Then I took out a pair of black stockings. I slipped one over the toe of my left foot and unrolled it slowly up my left leg, feeling a sexy tingling as I slipped it up my smooth shapely girly-boy's leg, until it was halfway up my thigh. Then I attached the stocking to the two suspender straps hanging from the belt, then I did the same with my other leg (pretty boys, take note, you won't believe how sexy it feels to put on stockings and suspenders) and I checked myself out in the mirror. I have a very smooth hairless body like a girl, and the sight of my little cock nestling between my thighs with sexy black stockings and suspenders on was quite erotic. I noticed my cock was getting hard and I began playing with it, and also running my fingers up and down my pretty girly thighs, playing with my sexy stocking tops. Ooh! I love pretending to be a girl!
Suddenly there was a knock on my door. It was room service. I had forgotten that I had ordered a sandwich and some wine.
Fuck it, I thought, and I went to the door as I was.
"Room service," said the guy through the door.
I opened the door. It was the room service waiter, a skinny young boy of about nineteen. He had long blonde hair down to his shoulders and an angelic face.
He stood there non-plussed as he saw me, with nothing on but my black stockings and suspenders.
"Oh," he said, "I'm sorry."
"It's OK," I said, "come in."
He looked at me with his mouth open.
"But," he said.
"Don't worry," I said, "come in, I'm just relaxing."
I looked at him. He looked at me shyly and I realized that he was a very pretty young guy. I wondered if he was gay, as a lot of hotel guys are. He was really cute, with delicate feminine features.
He brought in my sandwiches and wine and I signed the bill, naked except for my girly undies. I had no panties on and my cock was all exposed for him to see. It was so exciting.
"You'll have to excuse me, I love to wear girly things," I said, running my hands down my naked body.
"Wow, you look like a girl," he said, "I never met anyone like you before."
I moved up close to him.
"Can I put your tip on here?" I said, motioning to the bill.
He ignored my question.
"You look very pretty in that," he said, looking at my girl's hosiery.
"Come here and sit by me,"I said, waving him to me.
He came and sat on the bed next to me. AsI told you I was naked except for my sexy black stockings and suspenders. I felt so horny and girly.
"Do you think I'm weird?" I asked him.
"I think you look very sexy," he answered, "I love your stockings." He stroked my thigh lightly.
"Why don't you take your clothes off and stay with me tonight," I said, hoping that he would say yes.
I turned towards him and kissed his cute mouth. He didn't resist. He had lovely soft peachy young lips like a girl. I kissed his pretty mouth again.
"You are very sexy," I told him. I took his hand and placed it on my stocking-tops.
"Feel my thighs," I said, "don't you like it?" I felt his young hands touching my stocking-tops and I thrilled with delicious sexual pleasure as he ran his fingers up my thighs above the stockings, and touched my cock. He had such a gentle touch, it felt lovely.
"I love it," he said, "I want to be a girly boy and wear stockings too."
"I have a spare pair of stockings," I said, "do you want to put them on?"
"Oooooh," he said, "yes please!"
I rummaged in my suitcase and found a lovely sexy pair of black stockings for my pretty femmy room service waiter.
"Oh, pretty boy, take all your ugly hotel clothes off and put these on," I said, "I love pretty boys with sexy stockings on."
"What's your name?"he asked me.
"Chrissie," I said, "Whats yours?"
"Danny," he replied, as he slipped his shirt off, revealing his smooth pretty chest.
He undid his pants and took them off. He had lovely slender girly legs. He was now completely naked. I looked at his cock. It was small and cute, with just a small patch of light brown pubic hairs above it.
"You have beautiful legs," I said, and stroked his soft hairless thighs. "Let me put these on you," I said, the stockings in my hand.
I reached around his young body and fastened the suspender belt around his slim waist. I pulled it around so that the suspenders hung down the front of his pretty thighs. He looked so cute!
"Sit on the bed," I said. He did as I said. I took on black stocking and rolled it down into a little doughnut, then I put his left foot into it and began unrolling it, slowly slipping it up his slender young boy's leg.
He sighed softly.
"You have beautiful legs," I said, "so smooth, like a girl."
"Oh, Chrissie, that feels so nice," he said, as I unrolled the stocking all the way up to his thigh. I took the front suspender strap and fastened it carefully to the dark band around the stocking-top, then I fastened the side one too. It was erotic to be so close to his pretty soft thighs, touching them as I put his stockings on. He was such a pretty young boy.
I repeated the whole thing with his right leg, then I stood up and looked at him. I noticed that his little cock was getting hard. It looked so sweet and kissable.
"God, you do look sexy," I said, "so girly."
I knelt between his open thighs and began stroking his stocking-tops.
"Sweet pretty girly boy," I said softly, "you are so sexy. I love your cock."
I bent and kissed his cock. He shivered and sighed.
"Oooooh, Chrissie," he said, "that feels incredible."
I felt my own cock starting to get really hard.
I kissed his soft pretty lips and felt his cute little cock. It started to swell in my hand as we kissed.
His cock was soon rock-hard, sticking up between his soft pretty thighs. He looked so lovely I kissed him some more, then I moved close to him and touched my cock on his. Our boy's cocks were rubbing together as we kissed on the lips. My cock was hard too and I pressed it against his. It was so sexy standing kissing his mouth as our cocks rubbed together, two pretty boys with girly stockings on. I stroked his soft bum and he moaned softly, girlishly. He ran his hands up and down my naked body. I pulled him close to me and our little nipples touched.
"Oh, Chrissie, this feels so good," he sighed as we kissed, two pretty boys with our sexy stockings on.
"I want to kiss you all over," I said, and I began kissing his soft neck and throat, my lips moving down his beautiful smooth boy's chest, kissing his pretty little brown nipples. He cried out softly when I licked his nipples and sucked them gently into my mouth.
"Oh, pretty little boy," I said, "I love your lovely little nipples."
I looked up at him. He was watching me with his mouth open, he looked about sixteen, so young and innocent, his long blonde hair framing his pretty girly face. I knelt down in front of him and kissed his smooth flat tummy and his suspender belt. I felt his sexy suspenders as my hands went around his curvy sexy hips and I started stroking his naked bum. I slid my fingers up and down his soft lovely thighs above his stocking-tops. He felt just like a girl. I kissed his naked thighs with my soft wet lips.
'''Oooh," he sighed breathlessly, "I love that."
He wiggled his hips girlishly.
"You're such a feminine little boy," I said, "you look so girly when you wiggle your hips like that."
His cock was sticking up, all hard, and I bent and kissed it. He moaned as he felt my soft girly lips on his hard little penis. I kissed it again, and I opened my mouth and let his cock slide inside. I started making it all wet, licking his delicious little prick and kissing it all along its length. It was only about five inches long but it was such a cute little erection. I let him slip it inside my wet mouth again and he began slowly fucking my mouth, his lovely hard little cock sliding in and out. My hands were stroking his smooth girly bum. It was soft and rounded, like a girl's. He started to moan gently and then he cried out. I felt his cock twitching and I let it slip out of my mouth. I held it in my hand and I watched as he spurted a load of come all over my naked chest.
"Oh, God," he cried as he came.
He spurted twice more, with less and less coming out of his cock.
"Ooh," I said and rubbed his lovely come all over my chest and nipples. I licked the come off the tip of his cock and slipped it back in my mouth. It was lovely to taste another boy's come.
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Chapter 2 Chrissie becomes a sissy It was Friday morning and I was sitting in the doctor's surgery waiting to be administered my weekly dose of oestrogen and my three month shot of Depo-Provera, which is the drug which chemically castrates me. I have been on Depo-Provera for the last three years and I could tell the last dose was wearing off as my mind was increasingly focused on submissive sexual fantasies. Nevertheless, Friday is my favourite day because I have begun to view the...
Chrissie had not slept well, her rest disturbed by her thoughts whilst awake and her dreams whilst asleep; dreams revisiting her life between the death of her parents and her adoption by the Yeomans. Not the positive parts, not Tom, or Jessica, Dave and Alison; not Amy or John ... but the rapes, the humiliation, being treated as an object, not a person. Once more, she woke with the first light and made her way downstairs to make coffee and toast. Not that she really felt hungry, rather that...
GLORYHOLEI'd love to be in a booth with a woman while she does her thing to all of those unidentified cocks! I have taken my wife to a local porn theater and made her take off her bra and pantyhose. She was wearing a very short skirt so hiking that up was no problem. I had her unbutton her blouse so the guys in the row we were sitting in could see her tits. They would move close to her and in the beginning she would panic but I held her there and told her to settle down and go with the flow....
Chapter 17 Chrissie sees Magic Mike again It's difficult making polite conversation with a guy whose wife is quite obviously getting drilled by someone else in the room directly above but I've got firsthand experience being cuckolded and it's happened right before my eyes a few times. Furthermore, the Australian I was sharing a sofa with had married my mother and any man who did that with his eyes wide open would know how unlikely it would be that she would remain faithful....
Goes to College By Gingerfred Man Chapter One - I am Chrissie Ever since I can remember, I wanted to look pretty. My Mom named me Christopher and for a while, we all pretended that I was like other boys. But I wasn't. Mom understood my need to look way prettier than other boys. So from the ages of five to nine, she dressed me in the most lovely boy's things in the world. Pretty colors like lilac and pink and aqua. Short pants with ruffles and lace. Little, white,...
"Chrissie" Part XLII by c.w. cobblestone Twisting to and fro so that I could see my backside in the guest bathroom mirror, I shivered in horror at the dozens of purplish welts covering my buttocks and the backs of my thighs. The entire area throbbed with pain, although it was nothing compared to the sense of betrayal churning my guts. Since giving birth, Rebecca's interactions with others had seemed normal enough, but when it came to me, everything I did pissed her off. I knew it...
I love going to the local movie theater. my husband and i will go at a time that is not to crowded. normally there are a few couples there. we sit in the middle of the theater and begin kissing ... we get a few lookers. then i will pull up my skirt ( no panties - for easy access) and sit on his dick and ride him up and down. before you know it, we have people watching and wishing. it is amazing how hot that is. some have asked to join, but we tell them no, but are welcome to watch.Me and my...
A few years ago a friend of mine was suddenly called out of town and asked me if I wouldn’t mind stopping in at his house and feeding his cat while he was away. Since his home was conveniently located on my usual daily route between my condo and current office I figured it would be relatively easy to attend to this simple task for him. I mean what are friends for if you can’t ask them to mildly inconvenience themselves once in awhile. He told me he’d likely only be away for no more than five...
Since all of my clients are referals many of them know each other and in fact some are very close friends. There is a particulargroup of them, four guys to be exact, who arrange a hunting trip each fall. The one guy, Brady, owns some wooded property near the mountains.The property has a semi rustic three bedroom cabin situated on it. I say semi rustic because it does have running water, electricity, and propane heat. The hunting trip is usually a one week affair but a few years ago they could...
CHRISSY THE MASSEUSE Part One I love two things exceptionally. I love to give massage and I have probably given over 3000 of them in the last few years inside of a wellness center I opened. That love is out in the open. I also have another love that was kept secret even from my girlfriend. When I approached the subject of crossdressing she wasn't really interested and seemed put off by the subject. So that love I enjoyed alone for awhile until I began to learn how utilizing the...
Chapter 19 Chrissie gets deballed I am just about to undergo a gonadectomy or more specifically an orchiectomy or, as Kate would simply say, I am getting deballed this evening. On my back on a surgical table with my legs splayed and my feet planted in raised stirrups, at the end of the table I can see the doctor, Kate and Tracie discussing my fate as if I wasn't in the same room. "I want the bottom of his penis to smoothly come out of his skin like it does on the top," Kate said...
Jocelyn. She was my best friend Kyle's sister and I was in love with her. There's a lot of reasons why and I don't just mean the obvious ones, like that she was almost eighteen, beautiful, and smart. I mean all the real reasons too. Like, I couldn't have her, for one thing. Unattainable perfection, right? It hits every kid like a brick wall ten seconds after the onset of puberty. For another, I'd known Jocelyn since I was born practically, or at least since Kyle and I had become friends...
In the way of a sailor, Tom was almost instantly awake with the bleep of his alarm, but took a few moments to revel in the presence of the woman he ... yes ... loved, and wanted to spend his life with. Somehow, though, he wasn't ready to ask her for that ultimate commitment despite her apparent willingness to offer it. Gently, he extricated his arm and slid down and out of the bunk. Chrissie made a sort of mewling sound and her hand groped for him, but he was gone. She fought her way to...