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Home for the Summer
When I was young, I would dress up in my older sister’s clothes. It didn’t matter to me. I dressed in whatever I could find, whether it what clean or dirty. I loved the way her silky panties felt against my skin. I loved the way her satin dresses seemed to hug my body. I never did this when anyone was home. It was something that I felt ashamed of. Then for my birthday my mother gave me two large packages. Inside one were regular boy’s clothes. In the other box were one purple lycra, one blue cotton, and one pink satin night gowns and several pairs of panties. The panties were of assorted colors and enough for everyday of the week. One package was full soft cotton high cut briefs and there was an assortment of other panties, all of which were silky and lacey. She also bought me a beautiful pink frilly dress a mini-skirt and two blouses.
I was so embarrassed that I started to cry. My mom and sister gave me a big hug and told me that I had nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed of. They just thought that I could use my own clothes now that I was approaching my teen years. My conditions were simple; I was not allowed to wear them out in public of course. The other condition was I must bring home good grades. As long as I kept my grades up I could wear my new bed time clothes at night. I was allowed to wear the mini-skirt twice a week with the two blouses. I could wear my dress to dinner on Friday nights.
Needless to say I became an exemplary student. I graduated top ten in my high school class and went to a prestigious college in Louisiana. Over the years, I accumulated quite the collection of ladies clothing. I had several mini-skirts with matching tops. I had some sexy lingerie and I even had a two piece bikini that I would lay out in. I lost my flare for the tan lines up top, but I loved tanning in my bikini bottoms.
One summer break, when I was home from college I decided to put on my bikini bottoms and lay out in the sun. I did not even think that someone might be watching me. Then I heard a voice say, “Hey, do you want to come over and swim?” I looked up and saw a stranger peering over the fence at me. I started to cover up because I did not want my neighbors to know anything. But the voice continued, “Don’t worry about covering up, I won’t hurt you.”
I covered up anyway and went to the fence line to see what was up. The stranger who stood before me was well over 6 feet tall and he had very broad shoulders. I could tell he was very fit. He had broad shoulders and looked to be in his mid 40’s. He had thick chest hair and a well trimmed mustache with salt and pepper hair.
I asked him where Mr. Adams my neighbor and the man I thought lived there was. He told me that Mr. Adams had retired sold his house and moved to Florida. He then said, “My name is Scott Jordan and I am your new neighbor. Would you like to come over for a swim? It’s a hot day today.”
I introduced myself to him and accepted his invitation but said I needed to change into my swimming trunks. Scott smiled and said, “You look fine in what you are wearing to me.”
When Scott said that to me I was immediately turned on so, I capitulated and went around to the side of his house through the gate and back to his pool. I was still wrapped up in my towel when he reached out to shake my hand. I presented my hand to him and he took it gently and shook my hand firmly. Scott’s hands were huge. His hand wrapped around mine.
“Well, are you going to swim with that towel wrapped around your waist?” Scott asked while he was checking me out.
“Of course not,” was my confident reply as I unwrapped my towel to reveal my girlish figure clad in bikini bottoms.
Scott said, “Nice! I didn’t know that they made that style of bikini for boys.”
“They don’t. I just prefer to wear bikinis made for girls. They feel comfortable to me,” I said with the flirtiest grin I have ever given a man.
I sauntered over to the lounge chair by the pool and unwrapped the towel from my waist. I carefully laid my towel down to show Scott my butt from behind, as I was sure he was watching me. I dove into the pool and came up. Scott was leering at me with wanting eyes as I asked him, “Aren’t you going to join me?” Without hesitation, Scott jumped in and we began frolicking in the water. We kept it casual at first. We talked laughed and splashed around. Then Scott asked, “Have you ever skinny dipped before?”
I had never skinny dipped before but I told him that I had skinny dipped several times. He said, “I love the way the water caresses my body when I swim naked.” Then, without hesitation, he pulled his swim trunks down and off. He threw them to the deck and looked at me as if to say it was my turn. I told Scott that I was having trouble untying the string on my bikini.
Scott said, “Let me help you out then.” He dove under the water and tugged at the string. He came back up and said, “Looks like it’s in a knot.” We swam back to the shallow end of his pool. He sat on the steps and told me to stand in front of him.
Scott did not try to untie my bikini. He looked me up and down, making sure that I knew he was checking me out. “Turn around for me. I want to get a better look at that knot,” Scott said in a very sexy and demanding voice.
I did as he asked. I was facing away from him with my butt in his face. I felt his hands as they slowly caressed up my outer thighs over my hips and back down over my butt. Scott then turned his attention to the knot in my bikini.
The knot was so tight that Scott had to use his teeth to untie it. I felt Scott’s lips kiss my hip as he sunk his teeth into the belly of that knot. His mustache tickled my hip as he worked that knot in his mouth. Sooner than I wanted, Scott had untied that knot and he pulled my bikini off. He smacked me on my bare butt and said, “Now you’re good to go.”
At that point, I was so turned on that I spun around and gave him a sweet little kiss on his lips and told him thanks. Scott wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me in close to him. I straddled him as I threw my arms around his neck. We embraced as we began to passionately kiss each other.
Scott’s mustache tickled my upper lip as our tongues gently caressed. I began to rub my smooth body against his hairy body that was hard as stone. The combination of Scott’s hairy chest and strong tight muscles coupled with my smooth soft skin began to arouse the both of us. His hands were caressing and massaging my smooth round butt while I ran my fingers through his hair and felt the outlines of his rough and rugged exterior.
I could feel Scott’s cock getting harder and harder. Soon, Scott’s fully engorged cock had sprung loose with all the grinding we were doing. His massive cock was now firmly dividing my butt cheeks. I felt Scott’s beautiful hard cock pulsating in my crack as I proceeded to grind his cock with my butt. I began to rub his cock with my ass; trying to make sure that I rubbed every throbbing inch with my tight little asshole.
I didn’t notice that my cock, which was far smaller than Scott’s cock, had also been rubbing up and down his hard stomach. The feeling of my smooth body and cock rubbing up against Scott’s hard and hairy body was exhilarating. Scott caressed my round tight butt and we started to move around the pool. I wrapped my legs around him as we kissed passionately. Our naked bodies rubbing together surrounded by water felt so good. My cock started to twitch against Scott’s stomach as I said, “I’m going to cum Scott!”
My cock burst in ecstasy as I moaned and sighed with passion. Scott kissed me and swam back to the pool steps while I held on to his broad shoulders and his huge cock was still firmly planted in my ass crack. He sat on the pools edge as I went down on his huge cock. Scott’s cock was at least eight inches long and it was thick and full of veins, too. I began by circling the tip of his cock with my tongue as I cupped his balls and stroked his shaft. Next, I wrapped my mouth around his cock and began to suck and stroke Scott’s huge cock with my mouth. I took his cock in as much as I could. I continued to stroke his cock with my mouth and I looked into his eyes. Scott said, “You are sucking my cock good, Baby. I’m going to cum and I want you to swallow it all down.”
Scott began thrusting gently as I sucked his cock faster. Soon Scott’s big fat cock exploded in my mouth. Rope after rope of Scott’s juicy cum coated my mouth and throat as his hand pushed me down further onto his cock.
“Drink it all down, Baby,” Scott grunted out as he was feeling his orgasm. After Scott was sure I drained every last drop from his cock he lifted his hand off my head. He bent down and gave me a kiss and he asked me to stay for a while and have a drink or two.
I said that I would love to but I wanted to go home and get changed. I gave Scott a nice big kiss gently rubbed his cock and told him I would be back soon.
I went back home and took a shower making sure to clean myself for Scott. I shaved my arm pits legs and arms. I paid special attention to my crotch and anal areas. I wanted to be smooth for Scott’s hairy body. Next, I gave myself an enema to make sure that I was clean because I was sure I would be taking Scott’s fat cock Form my ass to my mouth. I dried off and lubed up my asshole. I powdered my body and sprayed on a hint of Chanel 5.
Now it was time for my evening wear. I went with my pink and white checkered boy beater with lace on the trim. I chose to wear my cut-off jeans that are made from 10% spandex so they hug my bubble butt. I especially like how my butt barley peaked out from the bottom because I cut them off perfectly. Underneath my cutoffs I wore my white cotton v-backed thong that said, “I Heart Boys” on the front. I parted my hair in the side and let it drape down over my face and down to my shoulders. I decided to wear my lightly colored shear rainbow knee high stockings with my pink and white sketchers.
I gave myself a look in the mirror and decided that I looked hot. I was happy to have no visible tan lines. I told my mom that I would be out for the evening and I would call her if I was not coming home. She told me I looked beautiful and to have a good time.
I walked over to Scott’s house and rang the doorbell. Scott answered the door and he looked amazing. He had gotten cleaned up from our little swim, too. He was wearing blue jeans and a nice light blue button down oxford with the first couple of buttons undone. Scott’s hair was slicked back and his mustache was just as thick and glorious as before. He smelled like he was wearing expensive cologne.
Scott reached out for me as I folded into his arms. We embraced and kissed briefly but passionately. My body was wrapped up in his arms as they draped down to my round butt while my hands rested on his huge chest. We stared into each other’s eyes and I told him how sexy he looked. Scott’s reply to me was, “You look beautiful, like a sexy little angel.” He leaned in and gave me another passionate kiss only it lasted longer.
Scott pulled me into his house and closed the door behind us. He placed his hands around my waist and gave me the guided tour of his home. We stopped occasionally to make out and proceeded to build the sexual tension between us. At one point we skipped a door that was closed and I asked him what was in there. “It’s my bedroom. We will check that out in detail later,” Scott confidently said with a wink and another one of his luscious kisses.
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Posted by luvgurlcock at 14-Jun-2011 21:24. [profile]
Wow! What a great start. A boy becoming a sissy, then the sissy becoming a real gurl, hot hot! I love the author's descriptions of the girl-clothes he wears and how they make his body look so fem. Fantastic. On to part 2!
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