Guys are Dolls
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My name is Kevin, but sometimes with increasing frequency it is Kandi. I am about 5ft 6in tall and around 140 lbs. soaking wet, quite hairless and gifted with auburn hair and green eyes, and a pouty lipped smile that made the girls go crazy. I was slender, average sized at best down there, but ended up dating and living with the love of my life. Janet was about 5ft 5in and around 125 with perky round 'C' cups and an ass to die for. She tended to dress conservatively and simply but had a 'appetite' that was a bit on the kinky side. I worked at a third-party logistics facility doing accounting, while she worked at a local lawyer firm as a paralegal.
I had grown up 'dressing' and most times Janet was OK with it as she liked bondage and oral, anal, public and role playing. So, my dressing up was just another outlet for her to perform as the 'top' during a sex game. All this ended up letting me dress, get tied up, spanked and then 'forced' to satisfy her. This meant that I got my dressing, submissive and lite bondage fantasies fulfilled, while she got her kinky role play, Fem Dom, and bondage fantasies taken care of. Our married life went well for several years with her working for a decent lawyer....don't laugh, they exist!
Well, on a company summer picnic party for the law firm, she decided that Kevin would be unavailable to make the picnic and that her BFF Kandi would be joining her at the festivities.
That Saturday morning, we showered, did our hair and nails, makeup to get ready. Since it was going to be a hot day, we both wore short shorts, tennis shoes, tight t-shirts and ball caps with our hair pulled through. I had 1.5-inch hoops while Janet wore stud earrings.
We arrived around 10 am and the picnic area was already booming with music, people chatting, drinking, the Bar-B-Que was already going so they could do hot dogs, burgers and chicken. We got some food, a water and started to mingle. Janet made sure to introduce me as her girlfriend Kandi to all we met and soon we were all chatting and having a good time. After lunch, we started to drink some beer, get a little more relaxed and I noted that some people were already pretty hammered. Janet and I started to hang with a pair of guys that worked as Private Investigators for the firm named Anthony and Marcus. Anthony had a tall 'Denzel Washington' vibe going on with a deep voice like that guy on the Allstate commercial. Marcus was a little shorter but well-muscled with a young Mario Van Peeples look that had several ladies checking him out, including Janet I could see. I teased her a little about drooling and that since her boyfriend was not around, she should go chat him up. Not like she was going to sleep with him knowing her boyfriend was at home! She refused unless I was her wing-girl and chatted with his buddy Anthony, so I agreed to accompany her through the throng of other ladies vying for their attention.
Long story short, Janet was able to capture his attention while I distracted Anthony. Both of us ended up stealing the men away from the other ladies and walking with them through the park, drinking beers, playing volleyball, dancing and just enjoying the time spent with them. It was maybe now several hours later while dancing that I caught Janet and Marcus kissing on the floor and as I turned to Anthony to let him know we were done, so I could stop Janet from getting to carried away right in front of me, he kissed me. I mean his warm lips pressed against mine, my lips parted at the presence of his tongue which lightly and quickly danced with my own. His hands dropped from high on my back to low on my waist, pulling me against him and I could feel....his manhood throb against my belly! He was getting excited and . . . girlishly, I moaned into his mouth, pressing against his manhood while wrapping my arms up under his so that my hands were up on his neck. As we pulled apart, he whispered,
"I think we need to get out of here and maybe go out to dinner or for drinks. Can I take you home? Should we ask Janet and Marcus to join us and make it a double date?"
"I, umm, think that would be wonderful, but I know Janet has a boyfriend, and that means she should maybe calm down a bit on the suck face with another man. But you should also know I am not like other girls, Anthony." I responded quietly.
"Let's let them in on this and we can all decide what to do as a group."
So saying he stepped apart a little, took my hand, leading me over to Janet and Marcus who were busy making a spectacle practically humping away on the dance floor. We interrupted and Janet must have seen me frown about her actions as she looked a little shamefaced but still clung to Marcus, while they were pressed together at the hips. Janet immediately agreed to go someplace else and have drinks so I had to carry on as I felt I could not, in public, tell the world I was her crossdressing boyfriend who had been seen 'making out' with a tall black man just a few minutes before and now objected to her doing the same.
Once we were in the car headed over to the DV8 bar across town, I asked her,
"What is up, we both know I am a guy, I don't want my ass kicked for being a guy leading another big dude on while you, Janet, were trying to fuck the other guy right in front of me! How are we getting out of this? Or are you planning on both of us taking on these guys like some little fantasy?"
"Oh, Kandi baby, you're such a doll. We are going to fuck these guys. There is no debate over this one. I saw how you reacted to the size of Anthony's cock when he kissed you and it started to grow....the same way I did when Marcus pressed his big black cock against me while kissing me! I see how you scream and moan like some porn star when I fuck your ass pussy with our dildoes, so you can't deny liking it any less than I do! These guys have some massive cocks and we are going to be two lucky bitches getting laid by them or you can walk the fuck home from here and move out in the morning! We are just getting some casual sex, for fucks sake! Now you're going to take Anthony to the guest room, your original room, when we take these studs home and whether you have a good time or not is not my problem as I am fucking this guy's big cock tonight whether you like it or not!"
At the bar, Anthony immediately picked up on my depressed mood. We had a couple of drinks, he chatted me up on why I was pissed about Janet wanting to sleep with Marcus, and I told him I knew her boyfriend Kevin and did not think he deserved to be cheated on as he was a good guy. He sympathized, listened and took me out to the dance floor after we had finished chatting. I started to regain some of my earlier tipsy, carefree, mentality so that when he kissed me again this time, I responded again with parted lips and a quiet little moan of passion while grinding against his again growing manhood. My arms wrapped about his neck, his hands dropped to my ass and pressed me against his now throbbing manhood making me gasp at the size.
"Oh, damn, Anthony. You're umm, quite a healthy man there. But you should know I may harbor some great secret you may not like, so before we go any farther, kiss me once again!" I pleaded as I looked up to his face.
"Kandi, I can't see anything evil or bad here, just a girl needing to be kissed!"
Then he kissed me again. A long, hard, wet, passionate kiss that left me breathless, my knees weak, and grinding against his now very obvious male excitement.
"I am Janet's boyfriend Kevin and we lead a kind of kinky lifestyle with me dressing as part of our mutual fantasies, but it has never gone this far before. Don't be mad at me or beat me up for tricking you." I tearfully begged him.
"Kandi, I guessed you were a sissy about 2 hours ago and I kept chatting with you, dancing, kissing etc. so stop worrying and lets get you home before you spoil your makeup and see if anything comes from this. No matter what, I had a good time and I get how you sissy girls need to know what a real man is like now and again. Here is my number and if you ever want to go on a real date, call me!" He said as he handed me a card.
I just hugged him close, kissed him and ground my crotch against him whispering huskily,
"Come take me home then stud and 'let's see what comes from this', is a great way to say it!" The whole while I was grinding blatantly against his tented pants.
He took my hand, led me again over to interrupt a tongue wagging kiss between Janet and Marcus to inform them that he was taking me home. Could Marcus take Janet to her place, pick him up so they could get home as well?
Janet got in the car with Marcus while I asked Anthony if he was OK to drive ours as I think I was maybe a bit to drunk to drive. He acquiesced and drove me to my place where we ended up kissing on the porch, then inside the door, then on the couch and finally in the guest room. Anthony ended up sitting me down on the bed, while standing in front of me. I looked up at him knowing what he wanted and smiled as I started to undo his pants and free that monster trouser snake, he had been pressing against me for hours now.
A massive black cock popped free of his shorts, almost smacking me in the face. I took it in my hands, spat on it and immediately started to suck it into my mouth. It tasted way better than Janet's fake one. It had texture, a warm pliant feel that was unlike what I had become used to with Janet's' toys. Bobbing up and down on his manhood, I got a little further down the length each stroke. Hearing the slurping, sucking noises, was quite the turn on, but his hand on the back of head and wrapped into the ponytail, made it so erotic I was dripping into my panties, lubing up my ass pussy with my own precome. I heard Janet and Marcus come into the house and the bed in the next room start to creak and bounce as they fucked which made me suck Anthony's cock with even greater fervor pushing more and more down my throat.
Anthony stopped me after several minutes, pushing me back onto the bed to remove my shorts and panties, viewing my gaffed penis. He spread my legs wider by using my ankles as a lever-handle so that he had easy access to my ass pussy. I groaned in sexual pleasure as he pushed into me, using one hand to cover my pitiful manhood, as the other cupped a fake breast. He slowly slid the entirety of his big black cock inside me, making me feel so full of cock, I thought I would burst like some overripened melon. His thrusts became more insistent, forceful and strong as he pounded that black manhood into my white ass pussy. I heard muffled cries from Janet's' room as she must have been getting the same treatment which only made me push back against him to gain every fraction of an inch more of his glorious black cock stuffed inside me. I was making my normal vocalities, 'fuck me! Oh, God, it's so big, I love it. Harder! Fuck me harder and deeper with that beautiful cock! Fucking seed me baby. Paint my insides with your sperm. Come inside me. So big, I can't stand it, but I love it. You're gonna make me come!'
Anthony kept pummeling my ass pussy while he was grinning at me as I shook my head, groaned, pleaded to get more of him inside me. He was a master Dickman as his strokes alternated with short fast stabs, long slow strokes, hard poundings where you could hear the slap, slap, slap of our bodies striking together, to slow grinds where he was balls deep inside me. We changed positions to me on all fours so he could bang me from behind in doggie style, until I came hard and collapsed on the bed. Anthony did not hesitate, but then just got into a reverse missionary and slid his big black cock into my ass again, making me cry out, biting into a pillow while pushing back against him again. That went on for several more minutes until he again pulled out of me making my ass feel cold, empty and in need of being filled until he rolled me over, placed my ankles over his shoulders, pushing his strong manhood back inside my now eager fuck hole. I kept up a constant vocalization of wanting him to come inside me or to just fuck me like the wanton slut I was underneath him, until after another 20 minutes of absolute submission to his superior cockmanship I came again in a whole body shudder as he pulled out and straddled my face so that I could open my mouth and accept his spunk onto my face and tongue. Savoring it, rubbing his cock along my face to scoop up any other spurts so that they could be brought to my mouth. Looking up at him as I sucked his cock clean of its seed made me feel so womanly, sexy and comforted, that I groaned out my pleasure when I hear him say,
"Damn Kandi, you are one hot assed bitch. You fuck like you can't get enough and I love that in a partner."
He lay down next to me and I think we fell asleep to the noises from the next room still going on.
In the morning, I awoke to sunlight streaming into the room, and Anthony lightly snoring next to me. With a grin of memory from last night, I slipped out of bed to use the bathroom, slip into a short bathrobe, fluff the hair, remove the makeup and head to the kitchen to make breakfast and some coffee. Just as the toast and eggs were finishing, Marcus, Anthony and Janet came into the kitchen to collect breakfast and coffee. I set plates down, along with coffee for all and as I passed Janet, I gave her our usual kiss to the surprise of both Anthony, Marcus and Janet. Anthony grabbed me as I set his down in front of him, pulled me onto his lap and kissed me with plenty of obvious tongue. I could feel his manliness twitch beneath me and with a smile said to him,
"Thanks for last night lover, you were amazing and yes I will look forward to our next date. Now eat up, drink up as we have housework to do, laundry, and I am sure you will want to talk about where y'all are taking us next Saturday?"
Marcus just grinned at Janet who nodded her head yes, while Anthony grinned at me, kissed me one more time, pushed me off him and started to eat with a gusto. I ate my smaller portion quickly and took my plate to the kitchen only to have Anthony press against me from behind, kiss my neck while cupping my chest and whisper,
"Yeah, I would love to take you to dinner and dancing Saturday. Can't wait to see you again Kandi. I had a really good time with you, and it is not just from the sex talking, although that was quite fun last night as well."
I felt his manhood stir between my cheeks as I arched my back, pushing my ass against his growing manhood while simultaneously thrusting my breasts into his hands, turning my head and kissing him back with a murmured,
"Pick us up at 7 lover and I promise you will like what I am wearing!"
The guys left about 30 minutes later. Janet grabbed me, lead me to the couch and commanded,
"Dish it Doll! Was he as good as it sounded like last night? I can tell you, Marcus was amazing! His cock was huge, he knew how to use it and I lost track of the number of times I came! God, thinking about his cock inside me has me so horny again already! I can't wait till Saturday night and am so happy you set that up! But why? I thought you would be pissed for being made to fuck with Anthony while I fucked Marcus....you seem OK with it this morning, so again, Dish it Doll!"
I just told her that I had been jealous initially as I thought it was a game for just her and I, but came to realize it did not have to be and as long as Anthony did not mind me being a dresser we could have fun just like you and I did when you wore the strap on. The best part was when he told me it was not gay if I was dressed as a girl and acting like a girl....It was normal womanly desire to be with a big cock and that meant a black man!"
The next Saturday, I had on a black and red lace Bra, panty and garter set, Tan seamed stockings, a light grey body con dress that zipped up from the hem to the neck, which I left unzipped a bit on both ends to show off the thighs and cleavage, red strappy heels, earrings and long nails again. Janet was in a blue leather mini, with a white top, white thong panty and bra with thigh high stockings and blue heels. We looked like two women on the prowl. The guys showed up and took us to dinner, dancing and then back home to another Saturday marathon of sexual bliss.
Two more weekends of cross-dressed sex with Anthony and he started to call me to chat, sent me flowers, while I noted Janet got the same from Marcus.
At two months of dating the guys on the weekends, Janet and I started to have sex less than our normal amounts during the week. One more month and we were not really having sex at all as we now would sneak dates in with the guys on Tuesdays or Wednesdays. Our relationship became more roommate girlfriends as opposed to roommate lovers and after six months of dating the guys, I was getting to frazzled on trying to dress for a date as Kandi and then have to switch back to being Kevin just a few hours later. My work life suffered, and I ended up breaking it off with Anthony so that I could go back to being Kevin full time and hope to rekindle my relationship with Janet who I still loved greatly.
Janet was very clear after that, however, that she liked the way Marcus's greater manliness made her feel and that while my mouth was amazing, she needed her pussy stuffed by a real man's cock, now that she knew what it was like, so did not see us getting back together unless it was as two women like we had been doing these last few months.
I ended up moving out 4 weeks later and moving in with a guy from work named Steven. Steven was a tall ( well, to me, as I am only 5.6 ) 5 foot 11 inch guy, slender, tightly cropped dark hair who wore spectacles. His olive skin gave him a Mediterranean or Spanish look, but he was a nice guy and only charged me $500 a month on rent and utilities. Best of all, the second room was from his sister who used to live with him, but moved out to be with her new boyfriend, so it was a soft yellow in color, had some decidedly feminine curtains. Her gain, Steve's loss, was now my gain as well.
I found out that Steve and I actually had lots in common, we both played WoW, he liked Star Trek and I was more Star Wars, 80's music was the bomb and neither of us smoked so that was a big plus. After just about a month of living with Steve, my attitude got back in line, my work was back on track and I was happy for Janet being with Marcus. I did however, miss dressing as Kandi and going out on dates!
At two months of living with Steve, I had not dressed as Kandi for about 3 months, so was getting kind of restless to do so. I took a Friday off at the start of the month so that I could spend the day as Kandi. I brought out a bunch of her stuff from storage, showered and made sure my patch was reshaped so that I had a nice clean landing strip, no hair under my pits, used some fragrant conditioner and put on a white gaff thong panty, a white bra, my mastectomies, a pair of tight white 3 pocket jeans, a pale blue top with tan wedge sandals, some light day makeup had me ready to putter around the house. In the afternoon, I went to the mall and ate at the food court and was happy to see guys checking me out. I window shopped, bought a new dress I had to have and headed home feeling like it had been a successful day out for Kandi. When I got home, I noted the mail was in, so picked it up and saw it had a magazine for Steve. Not thinking, I grabbed it all and started to bring it inside to place down on the usual pile for mail and noted that the press was from Tapestry, a well-known cross-dressing mag I had read several times in the past.
Oh, My Goodness...was he also a dresser!? Oh, that would be divine if he was! We could go out as a couple or even as a pair of ladies and not have to worry about guys treating us badly. How to confront him or let him know I would not judge?
I changed back to Kevin and started to make dinner so that when Steve got home, I gave him a few minutes to relax before letting him know mail came in and that he got a magazine today. He looked at me quickly and I knew right then that he was a dresser like me! His response nailed it however!
"Magazine? I did not order any. Did you see who it was from?"
"Well, I did note it was Tapestry and that I used to read it before I thought it was just repeating articles over and over. Do you like the stuff they talk about?" I said so he knew I was not condemning.
"Wait. You read that magazine? Are you...ummm...do you..." Steve stumbled out.
"Dress as a woman? All the time. I am pretty passable I think, so I bet you could be too. What's your femm name? Mine is Kandi, with a "K" and an "I" since it just looks more girly to me!" I responded.
"But, I don't...you're sure you won't let others know? I can't believe you dress...Its just wrong to do it, so I will tell you that I do not do it! You have no proof or anything! Why would you think I did that!? I am not some wacko! Dude, it is not even funny to make that kind of joke! That could get a guy ruined!"
He started to get angry or really afraid so I put up my hands and said,
"Look, I am not judging. In fact, give me a minute and I will show you something that I think you may appreciate, Steve."
I left him to calm down and went into my room and put back on the Bra, Falsies, white jeans and blue top with the sandals, redid some quick make up, added some hoop earrings, fluffed out my hair from my normal low ponytail, and walked back out to meet him in the living room. Steve's eyes goggled as I walked out to the living room, sauntered over to him and said,
"See. I do dress like a woman and I know I am passable as I have been hit on and even taken on a few dates. This should show you I will not judge you if you do dress and if you want, I can assist you in getting your look together so you can pass if you don't think you do? Have you gone out dressed or just stayed in?"
"I have just stayed in...Oh, I would never be able to go out. People would know I was a guy in a second!"
"Tell you what Steve, take me out for a cup of coffee and you can see how easy it is." I told him.
"What....NOW?!" he asked in surprise.
"Yes. Now. Come on. It will be just us and no one will know, I am positive."
We ended up taking his car, so I made him get my door before sitting and swinging my legs in, then reaching over to get his door. It was nice to be going out and I chatted him about dressing, his outfits and hair, the little things so he could relax till we got there. I opened my door and stood waiting for him till he approached so we could walk side by side like a couple and without prompting, he got the door for me. We stood in line and I turned to him and asked in my normal 'southern lilt feminine voice',
"Know what you want, sugar? I want a Grande, non fat, no whip, mocha."
"Oh, I want a Grande Latte with a squirt of honey in it."
I told the Hostess what we wanted and that my name was Kandi, then paid for the drinks before Steve could get to his wallet and said,
"Honey, I invited you, so you let me treat you this once. Y'all can take me out again and treat next time."
He thanked me and we got our drinks, sat and continued to chat about work, the house, and finally I looked at him and said quietly,
"See? No one batted an eye, we've been here for some time and everyone thinks we are some yuppy couple on a date or two buddies taking a break together and no one even suspects I am crossdressing. With your skin and slender build, I bet you are a knock out! Why not take me to dinner and dancing tomorrow night? I can show you in a more public setting how easy it is and then next week, I can take you out. That way we both get to dress up nice and have a good time. Deal?"
"Well, umm...OK...I guess we can go to dinner and dancing tomorrow night. I just have not danced in forever so not sure where to go."
"We can hit the DV8 club. You can pick me up at 6 tomorrow, sugar. You pick the dinner and we will be fine. Let's finish up here and head home shall we darlin'?"
Steve got the door for me and I took his arm as we walked to the car so that he would have to get my door. At home we separated to our own rooms for the rest of the night. I am sure he had some adjusting to do and I was excited to be able to go out as Kandi and dance again, so had trouble getting to sleep.
Saturday morning, I slipped into a pair of gaff panties, a fresh bra with yoga pants and a t-shirt, slippers so I could make coffee and some oatmeal for breakfast. Steve came out a short time later, saw me and awkwardly said good morning. I smiled and told him to relax, I had his coffee and breakfast. He knew I was a dresser just like him, so it would have to be something he got used to seeing now and that maybe we could chat about what he would wear next week and where he wanted to go on his first outing as his femm personna.
That night, I showered, conditioned my hair, slipped into a white thong, bra and tan pantyhose. I did my makeup kind of light and soft, my jewelry consisted of some pearl drop earrings and a three-tier pearl choker. Over all that I put on a light blue, minidress with a high collar, long sleeves and a rucched skirt. It was tight so really showcased my "C" cup chest and long legs. Especially since I had on white 5-inch heels. I knew I looked sexy and would be being checked out, but I wanted Steve to see me as a woman so that he could see it was not an issue to dress. As I was coming out of my room, I heard the door close and then heard our doorbell. I walked over to open the door and Steve stood there in grey slacks, a dark blue button shirt with a yellow and grey tie holding a bouquet of spring flowers hiding his stunned and sheepish face! He looked so darling and nervous like a young man taking a date to the High School dance!
"Hi Kandi...You, umm, look amazing and these are for you!" He stammered nervously as he held out the flowers.
"Oh, Steve, they are lovely, and you look so handsome! Come in while I put these in water." I told him as I held the door open for him, gently smelling the flowers.
I put the flowers into a vase and left them on the dinner table, took his arm as we walked out, locked up and got into his car. I made sure to sit, smooth my short skirt, then swing my legs inside so he could close the door. I leaned over and opened his then buckled up. He drove us to the Japanese place for sushi which was just perfect! We chatted, I flirted coyly with him as he was so nervous being out on a date with his roommate and ate a ton of food and drank a couple glasses of wine. He paid the bill when it was brought as I had offered to pay the cover at the dance club and get our first round. We danced, drank and I thoroughly enjoyed myself being Kandi out on a date again. We left after several hours of drinking and dancing, so I made sure to take his arm on the way out. He got the door, I again slid in, smoothed my skirt before swinging my legs in and this time my skirt rose all the way up to the tops of my thighs, but I did not notice till after he got in and I caught him staring at my legs.
At home, we walked up to the door side by side and I told him I had a wonderful night and was so happy to get out and dance again that I kissed him on the lips, feeling my foot pop as his arms encircled me. I pulled away and said,
"Sorry darlin' Don't know what came over me there. But see? No-one even blinked at me not being a girl out with a handsome guy! You can do it too! Dinner and dancing again next week but Kevin takes Stephanie out?"
"Thanks, and I had a fun night as well! Don't worry about the kiss and I am sure Stephanie will be happy to go out with Kevin, but can we make it a little less public like maybe a movie after eating? Just nervous thinking about it!? I am still not sure I can pass like you do with such confidence."
"Whatever you want. See you in the morning!"
We went to our separate rooms and I removed my dress, heels and makeup and ended up sleeping in my lingerie.
Sunday morning, I was again in Yoga pants and a t-shirt but no falsies and bra so that I did not get Steve any more nervous than I needed to. Later in the afternoon however, he did approach me and ask for my opinion on an outfit for Saturday. He had laid out a black miniskirt, a golden lame club top with split sleeves and a plunging neckline that looked like it would be sexy. He had dark hose, garter, bra and thong in black lace laid next to it and a pair of sexy black heels. I noted immediately that the heels were about 5-inches and commented on what he thought a 5-and-a-half-foot tall man would look like dating a 5 foot, ten inch woman in 5-inch heels and we both giggled at that thought. When I asked him if he had any flats, he demurred but said he could get some for Saturday. Next was his wig that was long, wavy and dark brown, it looked perfectly adorable since I had a feeling, he would try to go blonde and did not think it would look good with his olive skin tone. What really got me was the "D" cup falsies he had out and all I could say with a little humor and smile was,
"So, you go for that big breasted, fetish sex kitten, look hmmm? I am going to have to remember that on our next date and dress appropriately! What about jewelry and makeup?"
"Well, I have almost no jewelry but can do my makeup pretty good, I been watching and doing those YouTube tutorials. Do we need to go out and get me flats and some jewelry for next week? Can you help me please?"
"Sure. Let's go to the mall right after lunch and we can be shopping for your sisters B-Day to get shoes and some earrings, necklaces, rings and maybe a feminine watch. It will be fun!"
After lunch, I dressed more masculine as Kevin and we headed to the mall to get shoes, jewelry and made sure to ask for gift receipts and had them wrapped when we could. Steve was like a kid in a candy store after we made the last purchase and were headed home. It was just adorable to see him excited to dress. I was really looking forward to being able to take him out for his first time in public!
That next weekend, I made sure to have a single rose set up in the car and made sure I was able to dress in slacks, a button shirt and nice jacket before leaving the house and waiting for Steph to be ready before making an entrance like Steve did last week. When the door opened and I saw the results, I had to smile and tell her,
"You look lovely Steph. It's OK if I call you Steph isn't it? Or you like Stephanie? Oh, this is for you! A single rose for celebrating your first time out."
"Thanks Kevin. You're so thoughtful, I wonder what made you think of it? Let me put it in water while you tell me what we are doing tonight."
Steph walked off to the kitchen and put the rose in a slender bud vase while I reviewed her look to determine if she could pass. I noted way to much makeup in an almost 'drag queen' look, a telltale bulge and of course the wicked tight short miniskirt and club top that showed off the rather large breasts said 'fetish party girl that needs attention' so thought I had to break at least the bulge issue to her before we left, as I wanted her to have a good time and not be 'outed'.
"Stephanie, can I make some suggestions before we go so, we can insure you have a good time? I want to know if you just 'pushed it back, tucked or taped it back as you do ahhh, sort of show a little. Also, since it is just dinner and a movie, can we tone down your makeup, so it is less 'loud'? I can help you do it if you want?"
"Damnit! I was afraid of this. I am so used to just pushing it between my legs since I dress for me I did not think about it. Can you help me tuck it too?"
"Hey anything for my date! Let's get you set up in the bedroom and see what you got going on down there and then we can do the makeup! I have some tape I use that you can borrow."
I led Stephanie to the bedroom and had her hike up her miniskirt and drop her hose and panties. When she did, and I saw the cock she was sporting, I gasped out,
"Shit, Steph...your as big soft as I am hard! No wonder you had a tell there! I am going to need a little more tape, I think! Do you know how to do this, or you want me to assist?"
"Umm, not to be weird, but yeah can you help as I have never done this."
"I got you. Just pay attention and you can do it next time OK?"
Stephanie nodded and I used the tape to secure her sex after she pushed the balls up into her abdominal cavity. Wrapping some tape around the length after stretching it, then a long strip down that, that hung off the head at a slight angle, taped that on, pulled it back so it was flat, secured to her fanny and then a couple of short strips to give an appearance of lips from the ball sack and I told her 'Viola! You look flat and can still pee while sitting down.' Steph pulled her panties, hose and skirt back into place and now you couldn't tell if she was all girl or not.
Then I had her clean of all her makeup and we redid it in a less 'drag queen' look and more of a softer woman on a date look so that her skin could breathe, she did not look painted and the effect was that she now looked less 'Freaky Sex' and more 'babe on the prowl' with the sexy outfit. When she saw what I had done, she gushed about never looking so good and would watch more women doing glam make up and less drag queens doing it.
Dinner was a great time as I took her out for Mexican and a couple of Margarita's before heading to the movie. We saw some Rom Com I did not pay any attention to since when the movie started Steph sat close, took my arm and said,
"Yeah you were right. Should have worn something a little less revealing as now I am freezing in this theatre! Let me snuggle to stay warm please!?"
I set my hand on her leg as she wrapped around my arm and offered her my coat if she wanted, but she declined saying being able to share body warmth would be fine. Feeling her nylon encased thigh under my hand and having her large breast pressed against my arm made me recall how attractive she was, as well as how much better gifted she was below in comparison to me. I ended up squirming a bit during the movie to help settle my manhood as surreptitiously as I could. At the end we walked out hand in hand with her pressing close till we got to the car. I opened the door as a gentleman should, got a nice upskirt for my troubles due to her short little miniskirt I am sure, and drove us home with no issues. At the door, I paused to tell her how well she did and that obviously no one had even guessed she was not a girl when she pressed against me, hugging me and then kissing me on the lips before pulling away a little and saying with a tear in her eye,
"Kevin. That was one of the best nights of my life! I have never felt so sexy or feminine as tonight and when I noticed you squirming in your seat and felt your hand grow hot on my thigh, I knew you thought I was a sexy woman and were excited by my being close! I love how you helped me do this!" Then she hugged me again and plastered another passionate kiss on me that had my blood pounding!
"Stephanie, let's get inside. You are so excited I am not sure what to do with you! But I can tell you that I am as happy as can be for you!"
We got inside and as I started to close the door, Stephanie pushed me against the wall, kissed me again with plenty of tongue till she pulled away and said,
"You have me so hot right now and I know it's not gay when I am dressed like this, so, umm, will you please let me blow you to show my gratitude!? I have to do something, or I am just going to explode, and I think you like me like this, well a part of you certainly does!"
Steph led me to the couch and sat me down after pulling down my pants and seeing that I was in a pair of pink lace panties she exclaimed,
"Oh, you naughty little boy. I thought you would be in men's underwear, but I am loving this pink panty! Now, where was I?"
She tugged my panties down, pulled my now hard 5 inches out and immediately started to suck and lick on the head making wet slurping yummy noises. I was looking down upon the back of her head as she engulfed my member to the base and groaned out a happy sound. I was so used to being where she was, I had forgotten how good a nice blow job felt. Her tongue put up a staccato beat on the frenum below the head while her fingers played with my balls, then as they got slick with spittle, I felt her slide a finger inside me, which elicited another happy groan. Her mouth kept a tight seal as she bobbed up and down, her finger pumped in and out of my rectum, and my hand landed on the back of her head to encourage her to keep going. When I could hold back no longer, I warned her I was about to come and she just 'MMmmmd' me. I tensed, spurting into her hot wet mouth multiple times while she kept a tight seal on my head, using her tongue against the frenum and sucking harder to push/pull out more semen from my already heaving balls. As I softened in her mouth, she sat up, smiled at me, stood, straddled me and then kissed me with plenty of tongue again and feeding me some of my own spunk which I greedily took and swallowed.
"That was wonderful baby. It's been forever since I had anyone blow me. Now since you did me, I must return the favor. Lay down here."
Stephanie moved off me, and I pulled her hose down while lifting her skirt and freed her sex from its tape prison. Her cock sprang up to attention as I grabbed it, stroked it using the massive amount of precome it had already deposited along its length to ease the stroke of my hands up and down its length. My mouth came down onto the head, I licked it slowly around the head and eye, tasting her sex and liking it. I bobbed up and down pressing further and further down the long shaft as it continued to grow, throb and twitch in my mouth. I heard Stephanie making happy moans of excitement even as I started to make that slurping, wet blow job noise that is so pervasive to a really good cock sucking. My mouth finally reached the base of her cock so that my nose was tickled by the skin above her shaved groin and I felt her balls slap against my chin. I used a swallowing technique I had learned while dating Anthony and sucking on his massive black cock and realized that this one was almost as long and thick as his. It really must just be white men who have small cocks I thought as I continued to suck, lick and slobber all over the wonderful tasting surprise I now had in my mouth. In no time, I felt her hand on my head as she announced her coming and felt her cock stiffen, grow hot and start to twitch as it ejaculated spurt after spurt of that treasured come, I had missed after breaking up with Anthony. I was able to maintain a small swallow of her treasured ambrosia to show her as I looked up to meet her eyes. She smiled and pulled me to her for another tongue swapping come kiss that felt so sexy and dirty all at the same time.
We cuddled on the couch for a good 30 to 40 minutes chatting about what had happened and how we both enjoyed the blow job. Finally, Stephanie looked at me and said,
"Kevin, what are we gonna do now? I mean as Stephanie, I think I really like Kevin, but as Steve, I know I am not gay, so I don't know what to do in the morning...Do I kiss you as my lover, Say good morning dude, or just ignore the elephant of what just happened? When I take Kandi out next week, what happens? If we have sex, are we gay, Bi, straight since we look like the opposite sex? I am so confused on what to do, where we go from here I really, really enjoyed tonight and the sex after was so sexy, unexpected and satisfying, I want to do it again when we can!"
"Stephanie, I am just as confused right now....I was always dressed as Kandi when I sucked a cock before, and now I guess in my mind, just a bit ago, I was not sucking cock so much as making my date and lover feel good by going down on them. That's the way I am going to think about it. Kevin and Steve can continue to be 'Het' men, but I know Kevin and Stephanie or Steve and Kandi are going to do this again and I, frankly, am looking forward to next week already when I get to go out with Steve as Kandi and see if he likes me the way Stephanie obviously liked Kevin!"
Sunday and Monday morning, it did not get weird as we both had been worried about. I got and had a card delivered to the house for Stephanie to thank her for a wonderful Saturday night. The week went by quickly with Kandi getting a call from Steve on Wednesday to go out to dinner at a fancy museum that had a bunch of Renaissance artists on display for the weekend, so I made sure she agreed.
Saturday morning, I went out and got my nails done in a bright pink as my toes were starting to show as uneven and I had removed my nails after that one weekend so needed to have long nails for the date tonight. That night as I was getting ready, I styled my hair in long loose flowing waves of strawberry blonde down my back, so it hung just past my shoulders. I did some smoky makeup, put on a sexy lacy pink thong after tucking myself and taping my sex in place. I wanted to look especially sexy and hot so made sure my mastectomies were well secured in place and then slipped into an eggshell white spandex minidress with a mid-thigh hem, spaghetti straps, low back and a square cut front so that my "C" cup breasts were highlighted. I was wearing some soft tan high heeled sandals that had a dorsay style heel with an ankle strap and then just a couple of thin straps over the toe box so that I was not totally shorter than he was. All the stops were out to look as sexily attractive as I could be and see how Steve reacted in hopes that last weekend was not a onetime occurrence.
When I came out of my room, Steve was waiting in a nice casual suit in a dark navy with a pale grey shirt and red power tie. He looked so handsome I told him so as he was giving me the once over and said,
"Thanks doll. You look absolutely gorgeous in that dress and I am going to have to fight off the other guys just to make sure you don't get stolen away!"
"This old thing? Just something I pulled out of the closet, darlin'. Glad you like it though!"
I said with a giggle and a kiss as I took his arm as we left the house. He opened the door to the house, his car and then got the door for me when we got to the Museum. I threw a wrap over my shoulders, grabbed my little clutch purse and again took his arm so that we could walk together side by side into the museum. We got seated right away and enjoyed a light Mediterranean style meal with a glass of wine and then were allowed to tour the exhibits. I stuck to Steve by either holding his hand, his arm or for a short time walked arm in arm with my head on his shoulder. I was able to pull him aside at one point between exhibits and slip into his arms for a quick passionate, wet, tongue kiss and tell him thanks for a fun evening so far. I grinned as I felt his manhood twitch in his pants as I pushed forward with my hips to grind on it a little in a wanton display of desire. That is when I threw down the gauntlet and it started to get bad. He reciprocated by pulling me to him at one point, kissing me hard and grabbing my ass to pull me close as his tongue licked up the side of my neck making me shiver in excitement. That made me start to rub my breasts against him in a casual bump or stop for just a second so that he would walk into me from behind and I could press my ass back against his tented slacks with an evil grin. After a short time the grabby ass became pretty blatant and disruptive so we agreed to table it until we were out of the museum. At last we were on the way home so that when we were in the car, I made sure to place my hand on his upper thigh and he did the same to me.
At home, at last, we were like two horny teens kissing, dropping clothes, pushing the other against the wall while we ground against each other kissing and moaning until I was just in panties and shoes sitting on his bed while he was just in his slacks and socks!
I undid his pants and dropped them along with his shorts to free the massive trouser snake I had been dreaming of for days. A few strokes of my hands around his growing length had him fully aroused as my mouth sealed against his cockhead. I could taste his precome, feel his cock twitching in my mouth as I prolonged the blow jobs start while savoring his smell and flavor. Then I slowly licked the circumference of his cockhead, spat onto his length so that my hands could draw my spittle down the entirety of his big beautiful cock. I stuffed it down my throat as far as I could, backed off, licked it again, then spat again and finally stuffed it back into my mouth and down my throat all the way till he was balls deep and started to swallow a few times while holding my breath until I was forced to pull off his cock to get a breath before using my tongue to tickle the shaft, suck on or lick his ball sack like my own ice cream cone. Then I just started to bob up and down while his hand cleared my hair so he could see my lips wrapped around the fat shaft of his cock as I deep throated him or rubbed his manliness across my face. His precome flavor filled my mouth, his manly musk was all I could smell and I was getting more in need each second. I groaned as he pushed me off his cock and then gently pushed against my shoulders so that I lay on my back. He smiled, pulled down my panties, sniffed them, then spit in his hand to lube my ass as I begged him to fuck me with that wonderful cock of his in a throaty voice of sexual need. His fingers slid in easily as I had pre-lubed my ass pussy while dressing, but he still had to push his fat cockhead into me after lifting my legs over his shoulders.
I groaned how big it was inside me, how good it felt, how full of his cock I was, how much I loved his cock inside me while he pistoned in and out of me. My hands snaked between our bodies so that I could clasp his ass, digging my nails into it as I begged him to fuck me! His grin as he drove his hard love muscle into me repeatedly made me eager to feel his release paint my insides. I was so on fire I started to come in rolling waves of orgasm, spurting a load up over my belly, then just feeling my body quiver like an explosion had just went off inside me until I was yelping in sexual passion. I could hear myself grunting, begging him to come inside me, to fuck me harder, to cover my face with his seed, to fuck me like his bitch, oh god, I loved his cock inside me and as I came once again screaming out my orgasm into a waiting pillow, while I felt him thrust forward, stiffen and groan out his own orgasm as his cock pulsed stream after stream of his seed into my hot, grasping ass pussy. After a short time, I felt him pop out with a squishy, wet sound and could feel his ejaculate oozing down my ass cheeks from my gapped opening. He smiled at me, leaned away and finally climbed off me to show me his cock which I gladly took into my mouth to gather any and all of his seed I could so it did not go to waste! He lay down beside me with a sigh and said,
"Damn, Kandi. You are so passionate and incredible. I love how you just worshipped my cock and made me feel like a million bucks! Just amazingly sexy!"
I cooed that it was his skills that made me so hot and passionate, but he was already asleep, so I just curled up next to him and fell asleep in his arms.
As morning sunshine passed across my face, I woke to find myself still cuddled up to Steve, with a sheet covering us for some warmth. I still had my choker on, but little else from last night and as I did a luxurious stretch, I moved the sheet and could see his morning wood laying across his thigh. My eyes twinkled in mischief as I slipped the sheet away and took his manhood into my hands to massage it to full hardness. I heard him make sleepy little moans of pleasure which just egged me on so that I slid down and took his throbbing meat between my lips and started to lick and suck on his beautiful cock. After just a short time, I felt his hand again on the back of my head holding my hair away so he could witness my lips wrapped about his shaft as I looked up at him to see his smile as he said,
"Morning beautiful! This is a great way to wake up in the morning!"
I "MM Hmmd" him as I kept sucking on his cock until I felt it was duly lubricated and then stopped, straddled him, pushed his cock into my ass pussy and rode him like a cowgirl bouncing up and down on a bucking bronco. His hands grabbed my hips as I ground my hot sex against his throbbing manliness. His hands took control, holding me in place as he thrust in and out of me making me moan in happiness. Arching my back to throw my hair back accentuated my breasts which he took in hand next as I started a rhythmic grind and bounce with my stuffed ass pussy upon his long thick tube steak. I must have rode him for several minutes like that until he stopped me, rolled us over so that he was on top. My legs spread out wide to allow him full penetration as he started to pound his cock into me. Piledriving his manhood soon had me crying out in pleasure, moaning along with my usual frenzied vocalities, humping my hips up to meet his thrusting intruder into my nethers. I pulled him down so that we could kiss with our tongues dancing back and forth, mimicking our sexual dance below until I heard him start to grunt and stab into me.
"Come in my mouth darling. I want your cock in my mouth NOW!"
He pulled off, straddled my face and stuffed his cock into my open, waiting mouth just as his orgasm took him and I felt his hot sperm coat my tongue and jet down my throat. My lips sealed against his cockhead as my tongue tickled his frenum, my fingers stroked his shaft or massaged his balls an attempt to coax out every last drop of his seed into my hungry mouth until he softened, to be released from my lips with a kiss on top of his cockhead while I looked up into his eyes. Tossing off the sheets, I got out of bed, waggled my ass at him as I looked over my shoulder at him to blow him a kiss before saying,
"Thanks for a wonderful night and morning sugar...I am off to clean up, make some coffee. Want some?"
"Coffee, yes. You, definitely! You are one sexy bitch Kandi! I can't believe this, it's like a dream....one sexy, crazy, wonderful dream."
I made coffee before hitting my bathroom, I needed to pee, clean up my leaking ass pussy, remove makeup, refresh it enough so that I was still Kandi, put on a new thong panty, some booty shorts and a t-shirt with some slippers before going back out to get my cup and then set one up for Steve.
He came out after showering dressed in shorts and tank top with slippers and as soon as he saw I was still dressed as Kandi, he caught me up in a hug from behind, his hands cupping my chest while he kissed my neck. I moaned, turned to kiss him back and then pressed my ass back into his twitching manhood only to hear him say,
"You're staying as Kandi today? Dressed like this, I may not be able to contain myself beautiful. I mean your tits are nippily, your ass is barely covered by those tiny shorts and you called Stephanie a fetishist last week in her skimpy outfit! I think you protested too much and have a freaky side in you as well." he accused.
I admitted to a bit of being a tease, but if he had not been so good, I would not be this randy. We cleaned house, ate, watched a movie, had sex on the couch again, cleaned up, played some WoW, made dinner and ended up having him fuck me on the kitchen table before we could eat! It was a magical day that had me glowing with sexual satisfaction.
The next day at work, as Kevin, I must have still shown it as several commented on how happy I appeared to be. At home, both Steve and I acted like two male housemates with no mention of the weekend. As guys we did not seem to have that kind of interest, but as dolls, we were obviously hot for the other if the last two weekends were any indication. I eagerly awaited this weekend when I could take Stephanie out again to see how this progressed. With that in mind, on Tuesday, I dropped her a text to see if she was free on Saturday and got an almost instant response of yes! But she wanted to go to a play if we could as they were playing a comical version of Mid-Summer Night Dream she wanted to see downtown.
I was able to get tickets and let her know I would pick her up at six for dinner, so we had plenty of time for getting to the show. I wore a nice tan suit with a white shirt and burgundy tie while Stephanie went all out in a long gown that ended at the ankle with a lace covering and sleeves in a dark blue, that had a walking split to just above the knee. She had silver flats on, her hair was left down but pulled to one side with a flowery comb to show off the long earrings she had on. I took us out to a lovely Thai place, and while we were at the show, she took my hand and held it for a few minutes and then put it down on her leg so that I could feel she had a garter on. While that had my attention through most of the show, we did end enjoying the show, which was very well done. We got a glass of wine at the intermission, hugged a bit while flirting and went back in to finish the show with my hand again on her leg but this time, she had adjusted her dress as she sat so that my hand could slide up the slit to be on her nylon covered thigh. I hope it drove her as wild as it did me for the rest of the show.
Once we got home, it was a repeat of last week, with the rolls reversed. I was now the man while she was the sexy vixon teasing, kissing and finally satisfying both of us with sex on the couch, then later in my bedroom. The black garter, panties and shelf bra was supremely sexy and she kept them on most of the night to my great surprise and satisfaction ( OK maybe not the panties! ). More sex throughout the day on Sunday as she made me pay for last weeks booty shorts and t-shirt by wearing a pair of women's yoga shorts that were maybe a size to small and really showcased her round bottom. The almost see though top and black shelf bra pushing her large breasts up and together made me mad with lust....to a point that during one of our sexcapades I made sure to tit fuck her wonderfully large bounty and squirt my appreciation all over them and then watch her lick them clean before feeding some back to me.
Once again, after Stephanie changed back to Steve, we acted as if there was no sexual attraction or tension. Both of us were denying any 'gay' activity since it was a case of being with someone who represented the opposite sex.
Tuesday when I expected to get a call from Steve to ask Kandi out, I did not get one. That night at home after work, Steve was in a very 'contemplative' mood so I let him be. The next day I got a text from Stephanie asking if Kandi would be free for a girls night out. Perplexed, I agreed and after some discussion, found out we would be going to a new club called the Transporter she had heard of and that we should wear club attire as it was supposed to be a jumping place.
Saturday was a nervous day as it would be the first time that both Kandi and Stephanie were out together, and at a club no less. I nervously started wondering if I was going to be facing the same scenario I had with my beloved Janet, but now with Stephanie being like me, would that just make losing her to another guy worse or less painful? I pushed that aside while dressing in my outfit for the night. I had on a white thong, no bra, tan stockings with a white garter and tall red heels. My dress was a fitted white skirt dress with red floral pattern on the skirt and a plain white chiffon 'blouse' fitted to it that had a drape effect over the chest and a large open neck to slide off one shoulder. I wore lace choker, some red hoops with a ruby stud over the them and my normal rings and bracelets. My makeup was softly done in light pinks and beiges to match the lipstick or pink nails I had on fingers and toes. My long Strawberry Blonde hair was loose except for two little braids at the temple that wrapped around my head and joined in the back with a white hair tie.
Stephanie came out wearing a red leather miniskirt, white silk blouse and I could see the red bra underneath, so knew she had on red panties to match it. Her white flats made me feel comfortable that I would not be out with an Amazon of 6ft or more. Her nails were long, red and beautiful just like her lips that set off the dark eyes she had going on. Both of us gave a 'once over' that said, 'she is cute, but I can compete' and then gushed at each other how cute the other looked and 'air kissed' as we hugged. Stephanie told me about this new club she heard about and wanted us to go. Girls like us were supposed to be welcome there and it would give us a chance for a girl's night as well.
Steph ended up driving since she knew where we were going and when we got there, we walked in together and I knew almost immediately it was a 'gay club', so we would not get hit on constantly and have to play that game. Well, so I thought! The feeling of the cool AC blowing up my skirt made me smile, as we walked in and showed our ID....both, by now, had identification for our female persona so no issues were given and we walked in to see guys dancing with guys, women with women and the occasional guy and girl couple until I realized that the girl was like us and that some of the guys were actually women! There was a small pub off to the side where you could get food, drinks and watch the dancing and such which is where we ended up. We ate, drank our first glass of wine, danced a few dances and ended up holding hands on our way back from the floor at one point. Stephanie looked at our drinks and said,
"We need fresh ones, let me go get us some, girlfriend."
"OK darlin, but no more White Zin! I feel so much like my mom drinking that! Just a nice Chard for me please!"
Stephanie smiled at me, sauntered over to the bar to place the order. I could not help but to admire her ass wiggle in the tight leather miniskirt. She was looking so much more confident than she did a month ago. As I was staring at her ass and thinking that, she turned around to catch me and just grinned while I blushed as red as her skirt. When she came back with our drinks, she placed hers down, then mine. She bent close, kissed me on the lips and whispered,
"You looked so sexy checking out my ass and blushing when you got caught. Yes, I am still attracted to you Kandi....I can't seem to help it and not sure I understand it, but I am not attracted to Kevin when I am Steve at all, but when you dress as Kandi, or when I dress as Stephanie, you are the only one I have eyes for. Even now with both of us as girls, I am dripping with excitement to take you home and make love. Do you know what I am feeling or talking about?"
"Steph, you just hit on my biggest quandary. As Kevin, I am not interested in Steve at all either, but as Kandi, I am dreaming of Steve's' cock constantly and wondering what I can do to keep you interested in a girl like me. When I take you out as Stephanie, I think I am the luckiest guy out there to be dating such a hot babe that has something extra to enjoy. Now tonight with both of us being girls, all I can think about is taking you home, and covering your beautiful, sexy body with kisses to see if I can make you feel as I do right now. I don't care if you think it is gay or not, but I want to take you home and make love like two women. If that makes us gay, I can live with that, but can you? I really want us to keep seeing each other as the three different couples we can be, but I am not sure we can do that. When I was with Janet and we were dating Anthony and Marcus, it became to much to change back and forth all the time. That's what broke us up I think."
The whole time we talked, I had taken her hand and she had held it until I finished, and she brought it up to her lips, kissed it and said,
"Take me home baby. I love the way you make me feel. I want to see you as Steve dating Kandi, as Stephanie dating Kevin and if you rock my world as Stephanie and Kandi, we will be dating like this too! The only question is how will you and I make it work if we both end up liking being a lesbian couple as well? Love triangles can get messy you know!?"
We settled the tab, left the club and headed home. Both of us had a hand on the others leg the whole way and when she stopped at a light, I pressed her hand into my crotch while stroking hers and leaning over to kiss her quickly with some tongue, so she knew I wanted her. At home we were all over each other in our lustfulness at first. Kissing, stroking, petting, slow wet kisses along the neckline, caresses that end in cupped breasts or along the cheek of the other. Languorous sighs of pleasure accompanied by moans of lustful need as one or the other would grab the others bottom and press them close. We ended up in my bedroom with my face between her legs licking, sucking and gently teasing until I could feel her hands in my hair, her moans becoming louder and louder until with a cry she surrendered to my ministrations and creamed into my mouth. I swallowed and licked her till she softened and started to shudder as my continued licking, made her overly sensitive until she exploded in a second orgasm. I eagerly gobbled up her juice that had escaped my hungry mouths attack until she pushed me off of her sex with a gasp and said,
"Fuck! You made me come back to back like that and I almost passed out! I can't believe how good you are. Never, ever, deny me that mouth baby. That is serious Rembrandt skill levels you have with that magic tongue of yours! Now, let me reward you, girlfriend!"
She slowly stood up, settling her skirt back down and pushed me onto the bed and proceeded to drive me wild by sucking on my sex, inserting an ice cube into my anus, another in her mouth so that my hot sex was chilled by her oral servicing until she also had me screaming in joyous orgasm. She crawled up and kissed me, feeding me some of my own juice before leaning away to tell me,
"I love you Kandi. Steve, or Stephanie, both of us Love You. I have never felt this way before. I want us to date, dress, grow closer, rock each other's world like you just did mine and I think I did yours based on the noises you made! What do you think doll....be my guy and also my doll depending on how we feel?"
I stared at her for a long second....Did I really just hear what I thought I heard? Did she just say she LOVED ME!? Did she really just ask me to be her girlfriend/boyfriend depending on who got to dress up? What if ....why was she looking at me like that? Oh, yeah I was a duffus, she wanted an answer and I was looking like I was trying to let her off...That's when I blurted out,
"Oh, Stephanie....I'm sorry....I never thought you would like me like I do you! I was just shocked you did....Yes! Yes, I will be your girlfriend or your boyfriend or your lover or whatever you want me to be! I love you too!"
We kissed, hugged and kissed some more until suddenly it had more passion. More intent. We inexplicably found ourselves without out dresses on, just in lingerie and shoes, in a 69 position. moaning, licking, sucking, driving each other wild until I pulled off of her amazing sex and out of her mouth so that with a grin, I positioned us in an alternated scissor position so that we could enter the others ass pussy to complete the lovemaking we had become so wrapped up into. Much later, we fell asleep in each other's arms. The sex games the next day became one of who could tease the other the most so that one of us got ravished by the other somewhere in the house. By the end of the day when we had to stop and change back to Kevin and Steve, we had made love in every room of the house including the garage!
Several months later, I must have slipped about having a date with my boyfriend which created some talk until I transitioned at work so that I could be full time as Kandi. I then got a breast augmentation, so I no longer had to use mastectomies full time. Stephanie loved playing with them, and truth be told, I now know why women love having their breasts and nipples played with. Oh, the direct line from nipple to crotch was mind blowing at the least! Then I watched as about a month later, Steve did the same, came out as a transitioning male to female, got his breast augmentation, and then made sure we went to the company Christmas party as a couple so all could see we were an item. I just love dressing a little slutty now on a Friday at work so I can flaunt and tease Stephanie during the day, so that when we get home, she is just mad with lust and treats me like some little wanton sex toy.