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It's a Trap!
I am your typical 28-year-old shy, skinny comic book nerd at 5ft 5in and 145 lbs. with green eyes, long red hair, minimal body hair and a shy somewhat introverted personality. I have a full mouth and a ready smile. I think it is my best feature beyond my green eyes. I live alone and have 2 cats and play World of Warcraft with some buddies when not working as an accountant at the high-end lawyer firm making way more money than I probably should at my young age. My name is Kevin, and this is my story on how I got trapped and then became one.
All the Male Lawyers in the firm were either tall, muscular, clean cut, chiseled looking guys that would probably look right at home on a Marlboro box with rugged good looks, or the lady Lawyers and Paralegals all looked and dressed as if they were supermodels. I obviously was the 'one thing not like the others' as I mentioned I was skinny, nerdy, and dressed...well nice, but kind of casual in comparison. That meant I did not get asked out to lunch like the ladies or guys of the office did, nor was I a 'chick magnet' like the single guy Lawyers were. That was OK with me as I knew I really did not have anything in common with most of them. The only exception to this was a Paralegal named Jaynette. She was about 5ft, 4inches, 125 lbs. of perfection with creamy, caramel colored skin, long dark hair, a ready smile, dark eyes you could get lost in...and obviously not worried about what the other's thought of her being seen fraternizing with the office dork. We even went out for lunch about once a month for several months and ended up talking about Sci-Fi, comics, cars, and fun interesting movies before I got up the courage to ask her out to a showing of some space themed rom-com that looked like a Star Trek rip-off. I had barely gotten the request out of my mouth when she squealed, clapping her hands, and told me,
"Oh yeah I can't wait! Can we do it this Saturday at 7? I was so hoping you would ask me to see this as I just HAVE to see it and no one else I know is even mildly interested. You get the movie and popcorn, and I will cover ice cream after OK?"
"I guess it's a date then. I can pick you up at 6 or would you rather meet there?" I asked a little shaken at her exuberance.
"Meet there? Silly, I said I would spring for ice cream after so one car is all we need. Six is perfect and I can't wait! This is gonna be such a fun movie and I love the Star Trek comparisons...it's gonna be so campy!"
I was shocked she said yes. Then I was nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rockin' chairs the rest of the week thinking she would come to her senses and turn me down. But that Saturday I spent some time getting ready by showering, wearing some tan dockers a green button shirt and some nice casual dress loafers. Making sure I had a full tank, I drove to Jaynette's place and was met at the door by a tall muscular black man who introduced himself as Anthony, her brother, who let me in and escorted me to the living room to meet the parents while we waited on Jaynette to finish getting ready. In no scenario that I could have thought up, did I ever expect to get a full court press from the big brother and parents on going to a movie with a colleague. Jaynette's Mom and Dad were a mixed couple, named Darius and Darnay. He was black and she was white so that explained the coloring of the kids with Anthony taking on the dads color and Jaynette looking more mixed. They spent about 10 minutes asking where we were going, what the times would be, where we would go for ice cream, when to be back, and all the protective stuff you would expect from parents of a high schooler. When Anthony started in with no parking, treat her like a lady, and not some pick up, I actually laughed at him in nervousness as he seemed so protective and overbearing that my comment of "we are just friends dude!" only made him look at me and say,
"So you not some freaky little white boy trying to score with a mixed tra...."
"No! He is a nice guy from work asking a friend out to see a movie you overprotective ass! Nobody else wanted to see this show, we did, we are going and stop acting like he is gonna ravish me or take my virginity as you know that's a lost topic! Can Kevin and I go now, please, if you all are done with this silly 3rd degree?"
I stood in awe at her forceful response to her family as well as how beautiful she looked. She had on a pair of super tight designer jeans, a light grey, fitted, top that showed off her chest, grey ankle boots with a low 3-inch heel and a black knitted lace trench coat with a handkerchief hem. She approached, gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, whispered how handsome I looked and took my hand to lead me out of the house. I opened the car door for her, watching as she gracefully slipped into the car, then watched again as she unlocked my door as I walked around the back of the car.
We got to the movie, grabbed some popcorn, and hit our seats to watch it, chatting and sharing our nerdy views on what to expect. After, we hit the Ice Cream parlor, got a sundae, sitting to eat it and continue to discuss the movie. I felt her foot casually touch my ankle or calf once in a while, she played with her hair, nibbled on her spoon as we talked making me think she looked so cute. While talking about how the hero had to have his shirt ripped off by a bad guy, her hand brushed my hand quickly while making her point about it being done just for the 'cheesecake' effect. We finished eating sometime later and I noted it was time for me to get her home. She paid, and I pulled into the driveway just a few minutes prior to the curfew set by her family. Walking her to the door, she 'fumbled' with her keys as I smiled at her and told her 'I had a great time and hoped we could do it again'. That's when she agreed and, and, she leaned in and... kissed me! I felt wonderful as I kissed her soft and full lips, sucked on her tongue and then pulled away a bit to look at her, when she said,
"Damn. I been sending signals all night, and just started to think you weren't interested, but that kiss was something!"
I responded by kissing her again and then having to break it up in a rush as the door opened with her tall brother glowering at me to let her in. We said goodbyes and I walked as coolly as I could back to the car so as not to skip and dance down the walk, in front of everyone! She kissed me! That hot babe from work kissed me! The drive home was a dream of me kissing Jaynette, her kissing me, the usual hormonal fantasies when you meet that special someone for the first time, you know, delirious, euphoric, heart palpitating joy.
Sunday, I sent her a text about how much fun I had and hoped her family did not think I was too much of a nerdy dork. Asking if she wanted to catch dinner sometime soon. Then I waited for her response, which never came till Monday at work when she caught me alone in the breakroom, quickly pressed against me, kissing my cheek, and said quietly,
"I did have a great time! Catch dinner on Friday handsome?"
"Of course! 6pm again and do you like Mexican?" I whispered back as one of the other lawyers entered to grab more coffee.
The week flew by in a frenzy as I worked out what to wear, how to act, wondering if we would be kissing again at dinner, the usual second date concerns with someone you were already infatuated with.
After work on Friday, it was a rush to get home, shower, shave and don some brown corduroy slacks, a nice pale yellow button shirt, my loafers with nice dark brown dress socks. I felt good and thought I looked good too. When I knocked on the door, she answered dressing in a cute little mustard yellow mini dress that showed off her firm form to good effect with yellow three-inch heels, big hoop earrings and she had painted her long nails to match. I was speechless for a second as I just stared at her before telling her she looked amazing. The parents and brother were not at the door this time, so we quickly went to my car where I once again got the door and was treated to a nice view of long, nylon covered legs as she sat and swung into the car, then turned to open my door as I shut hers and walked around the car.
Dinner at the El Porton restaurant, consisted of small Margs, some great food and scintillating conversation where we flirted, held hands, played footsies, chatted about DC comics vs. Marvel comics, Star Wars vs Star Trek, how she was working on her legal degree, and how she hated all the macho lawyers at the firm always hitting on her. That's why she said she was attracted to me. I was not some macho stud trying to get a notch on his belt, seemed like a good guy, she liked the nerdiness I seemed to have, and most of all, thought I had a mouth with a smile that was just downright sexy as hell as far as she was concerned, and could not wait to get out of her and kiss me again!
My only response was to put up my hand and ask the waiter for our check! At the car, when I opened her door, she slipped between the door and me, wrapped her arms around my neck and started to kiss me. We kissed for several minutes, tongues dancing, hands caressing, bodies pressed close, I could feel my manhood starting to expand. I got a little embarrassed, but she moaned, pressed tightly against me while stuffing her tongue into my mouth. My hands dropped to her round, firm bottom and squeezed it before pulling her even more tightly against me. We kissed like sex starved teens for several minutes before she finally stepped back and wiped my lips with her thumb saying,
"Those lips of yours are to die for and are you sure some girl is not home being pissed at me for taking you out?"
"No. No girlfriend...but I think I may be working on getting one." I responded boldly to her question.
"Well, well. It looks like there may be something we can do about that then. Maybe you should take me out dancing tomorrow night and we can...see if anything pops up we will have to take care of!?" She giggled as she pressed her hips forward against mine, so that I ended up with my arms once more wrapped about her in another tongue dancing make out session until she again pulled away to look at her watch,
"Crap, it's almost 10 and I have to be home by 1030, so as much as I would like to spend some more time with those lips on mine, we need to get home, so my parents don't freak! I hate being 28 and living at home!" she exclaimed.
I got her home just in time, so we walked up to the door, kissed passionately again, and whispered,
"Pick you up at 6 tomorrow?"
"It's a date boyfriend! See you then! Night."
That next night, I wore my dark charcoal polyester slacks and a dark blue button shirt and decided we would not hit a club but go to the ballroom as I knew they had a party. I also knew that in a disco type of club, I would be some lame dancing dork, but at a ballroom, I could shake it with the best! Thanking my mom for the dance lessons I had hated until I hit my late teens and realized how many girls liked a real dancer vs a club dancer.
When I picked her up, Jaynette again did not disappoint and was in a white bodycon minidress that had blue applique along the bottom hem that reminded me of some Dutch bowl, with white nylons and blue drop earrings, heels and a choker. Her hair was down, pulled to one side and I told her she looked amazing again while she sized me up and said I cleaned up nicely for the club!
"Well, I have a surprise for you Jaynette. We are not going to the club tonight." I waited till she frowned at me and started to comment before finishing with, "We are headed to the ballroom so I can show you some really nice dance moves as opposed to clubbing it!"
I heard both parents comment about a man who dances good ballroom is a rare find these days and had the good graces to blush.
Once at the dance club, we rented her some dance shoes with the suede soles, and I switched to my black and white spectators with the suede soles and danced and danced and danced. We did Rumba, Tango, Foxtrot, a couple waltzes, some cha-cha and swing. Then they went into some Salsa and Bachata, and I really loved how she got into it and started to move so sexy. During a final slow waltz, I felt myself hardening again and could not help it. She just pressed harder against me with a grin until the dance finished and I tried to act casual as we went back to our table to change shoes. Out in the parking lot, we kissed, groped, and finally retreated into the car where she reached between my legs and slid my seat back. She then started to massage my manhood while saying,
"You have teased me with this thing all night pressing close and letting me feel it throb while we danced and now, I need it baby. Let me suck your cock, Kevin. Like a good girlfriend should."
It was more a statement than question and I watched as she undid my pants, releasing my now engorging manhood dripping precome to make it slick. Jaynette slid back to get some room, lowering her head into my lap. Her mouth just inches from my cockhead, I felt her tongue lick the head, circling it, wagging under the head at the frenum making me arch my back, groaning about how good it felt as she slid her sealed lips down the length of my manhood. She started to bob up and down, licking, twisting, sucking, tickling my scrotum with her nails, salivating over my cock as she continued to masterfully suck on it. Jaynette thrust her tongue into the eye at one point while stroking the shaft that was now sloppy wet from her mouth, making me grasp her head to move her hair away to better see my white cock slipping into her dark skinned, lip sticked mouth. That was all it took. With a groan of pleasure, I released. She slid up to the top of my manhood, sealed her lips around the head and began to suck in earnest, using her tongue to rub against the bottom of my cock-head which only increased the sensation of orgasm as I pulsed stream after stream of ejaculate into her hungry mouth. She kept sucking to get all of my sperm, cleaning off my cock, then gently placed it back into my shorts, she kissed me as she zipped me back up carefully, saying,
"MMMmmmm, that is so good. I hoped you liked it baby. That's what a girlfriend does for her boyfriend. I hope you will let me do it again?"
"Damn Jaynette, you really know how to please a man. Now let me give you some relief as well."
"Kevin, I have to tell you something. I really like you and think you like me too, so I hope you won't be mad...."
"Oh shit, you're married to one of those hunky lawyers and I am just a diversion? Damnit!"
"No. No. It's not that, but you may not like it all the same. I....well....I have to be honest.....Kevin, I am pre-op! There, I said it. Please don't be mad. I do like you, but I thought if I told you first, you would not let me blow you and I just had to!" She haltingly cajoled me to understand.
"Jaynette. I do like you and don't care what's between your legs. I am not that threatened by you having a penis instead of a pussy. I. Like. You! Not what you have between your legs. If you want, I can still try to please you, but I have to admit, I never thought about sucking a cock, just a pussy, so I may not be very good at it."
Jaynette hugged me, kissed me all over my face, weeping, laughing and finally calming down enough to ask, if I was sure. In response, I gently pulled her legs apart, pulled her panties to one side freeing her more mocha colored cock from its confining panty. It sprang to full erection in a few moments, and I grunted at the size of it, wondering how she was able to keep it tucked without it showing when she responded that I pulled off the small tape gaff she had used when I roughly pulled her panties away freeing it to the world. I stared at it, stroking it softly, then leaned down and pushed my lips abound it. Tasting her precome, musk and excitement. Not knowing if I would be repulsed or what, I was happy to realize that it really tasted no different from a woman's pussy would. It was just an outie instead of an innie. Soon I got the hang of it and was bobbing up and down, making sucking noises like she had been earlier, feeling her hands in my hair as she moaned, grinding her hips up into my mouth so that eventually, just like she did to me, I was deep throating her. She started to breathe faster, moaning louder and I knew I was doing it right and she was about to come, so taking a page from my very recent experience with her, pulled to the top, sealed my lips about her cockhead and started to suck while stroking her length until I felt her arch her back as she cried out, she was coming. She spurted several times into my mouth making me swallow her load. Just like she did to me, I licked the underside making her ejaculate a bit harder with a shuddering final spurt into my mouth. Looking up at her with a grin, I asked if I did OK for my first ever blowjob as I gently placed her back inside her panties.
"Oh god, I am gonna have to get that mouth of yours insured as a national treasure baby. If that was your first, I can't wait till you get experienced! Mmmmm, you better take me home so the family is not to worried about how late we are dancing. I got curfew at midnight and its already 11:25!"
I got her home in time again to get a few long soulful kisses in at the door, before promising to see her at work and that I hoped we could see each other again real soon.
Sunday, while cleaning house, doing the laundry, watching the game and reminiscing about last night, I got a text from her saying, "#heart emoji last night! Take me dancing again soon #heart emoji, do it again real soon #kiss emoji, #heart emoji". I had to respond with "#smile emoji, #heart emoji, anytime you want to GF! #heart emoji, #heart emoji"
That whole week at work was torture. We both played it cool, but I overheard one of the other paralegals asking her why she looked so happy, and she responded she had met a guy who rocked her world with the best mouth she had ever seen! The other girl laughed and commented about a man who knew how to blow a woman was a hard thing to find, so she should keep him!
Wednesday, I asked her via text if we could get together and she responded with Friday, Sat or Sunday? I responded with a yes, yes, yes. The best was that we did spend all weekend together, we went out for pizza Friday night and then caught a movie... Saturday I picked her up early and we went to the amusement park. Sunday I was able to bring her to my place, treat her to a nice meal, some fun video games and plenty of lovemaking. It was so exciting to sit naked at the lunch table and chat about how fun this weekend has been and that is when she said to me,
"I have not had this much fun in a long, long time Kev honey. Meeting a guy who is interested in me and not just what is . . . or isn't . . . between my legs, it's so liberating and makes me want to please you all the more. Tell me something though, what made you ask me out as you don't really talk to any of the other people at work."
"Well to be honest, the others at work appear to be self-centered, egotistical buttheads who are only concerned about how good they look, how much money they have. You know, Shallow Hals! You just seemed different, and I was totally shocked you actually said yes when I asked you out!"
You asked me out? Oh, Kev honey, you really are so sweet. I practically vamped you to take me out as I knew you would never do it on your own! You have to admit, you are a shy, caring, sweet guy who would be chewed up and spit out for all you're worth by those...how did you say it, ego driven buttheads!?"
We both laughed at the way she mocked my sounding like Bobcat Goldthwaite from Scrooged, then ended up kissing, fondling each other and finally heading back to bed. The weekend finished as I took her home after dinner. All week long I was on cloud 9, sneaking out to lunch with her on Wednesday so we could sneak a quick blowjob for each other in the restaurants communal bathroom, it made me feel kind of dirty, but exciting and wicked all at the same time. I made plans to see her each day that weekend, and then the next, and the next. At two months of dating, I casually, at dinner, slid a small package over to her and grinned as she looked at me with a question.
"It's our two-month anniversary so I thought I would get you something really special! Go ahead and open it! I hope you like it?"
"Oh honey, I did not get you anything, but I am positive I'll love it!"
Jaynette opened the box to see it had a small key in it. She looked at me with a question on her lips and then her eyes got big and she squealed as she jumped up and gave me a big hug while asking,
"It's a key to your place isn't it!? I can't wait to get to the apartment to try it and thank you properly if it works!"
I smiled an affirmative, hugging her back and telling her she was welcome at my place anytime she liked.
After dinner, she had us rush home to try it and it naturally worked as I had already verified it did. Needless to say, I had a great night of being a spoiled boyfriend as she blew me, rode me, pampered me, and generally fucked me silly in every room of the apartment. That ended up being my weekend with Jaynette. She made sure we had sex multiple times a day, insuring it was done in the bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, living room, every room! By the end of the day Sunday, I had trouble walking to the car to take her home while she seemed to skip lightly on her way up the door grinning like a mad woman. I had never had that much wanton sex in a weekend, ever. At the end of the next month, she was practically living at my place, so I made a stop at her place one day and asked her parents if they were OK for her to move in with me as she came down, heard and squealed,
"Of course, it would be OK! Kev, baby, I love the idea of living with you, I love you and it will be glorious for us to stop hiding at work that we're dating."
The next weekend, I had a live-in girlfriend! She let it slip 'casually' at work that she had moved in with me to one of the other paralegals and that's when the whole office knew we had been dating for months. Some of the guys treated me with a little more respect for 'bagging such a hottie' and I always smiled thinking 'yeah if you only knew what kind of girl she was, I bet your macho ego couldn't handle it.'
Two weeks later while we were snuggling on the couch after watching a Netflix movie, and having made love there during the movie, she asked if there was anything I would want to change on her...or some fantasy she could do to treat me. Without even thinking beyond how hot I thought the main character in the movie we just finished was, with her flat tummy and pierced belly button, I blurted,
"Oh, get your bellybutton done like she had in the movie!" That was so sexy hot, with the outfits that showed it off. I bet you would be even more hot than her! I mean I never noted bellybuttons before, but with her wearing that little hanging jewel, instead of the plain barbell, while she strutted at the camera in only her underwear, I was shocked at how sexy it made her look. I will do something for you if you do that for me."
"Hmmm. Bellybutton pierced. OK I can do that, as yeah, it is a really sexy look, but since you know I like being hairless, I want to shave your chest and body hair for the weekend. Deal?"
"Deal. We can go out after work on Friday...err tomorrow and have it done, then when we come home, you can shave all my hair off."
"So let's make it really fun and let me take you into the bath and remove all your body hair. You really don't have much except the pits, a little on the chest and then the arms and legs. It will be so sexy to be smooth and hairless! Let me make you pretty baby, please!? I will make it fun for you too!"
"Well, you can take off all that you want below my nose, except, my pubic patch as that would seem weird to me!"
"MMmmm. This is going to be delicious; I am sure!"
The evil, satisfied, look in her eyes should have been a warning, but I was too caught up in the afterglow, and the wine, to think about it. I slipped on my boxer shorts, got us another glass of wine from the kitchen and brought it back with a blanket so we could continue to snuggle while watching TV.
Friday after work we went to the Tattoo/Piercing place and she got her bellybutton done, had my right ear pierced to match the left and purchased a few different studs for my ears and her belly button...and one had a long dangling chain with a jewel at the end that reminded us both of the movie star from the movie the other night! We had to make a stop at the Walgreens to get some shave cream and she also picked up some Nair. Which made me suddenly recall that I had to fulfill my end of the bargain.
Once home, she led me to the bath where I stripped down to nothing while she stripped to just a bra and panty. She pulled out my trimmer and took off the majority of my chest hair, did my pits and then trimmed the sides of my pubes and sack. When I protested, she looked up at me with a grin and said,
"I am not taking it all, just shaping it. You didn't say I couldn't shape it, you said I had to leave it there, so I am leaving it. You like my little landing strip, so you can have one too that will be dead sexy. Now stop squirming like a baby or I might hurt you darling."
Then came the Nair, which she slathered over my legs, chest, arms, everywhere. Then Jaynette had me stand there for about ten minutes until I was tingling all over and she turned on the shower water, using a cloth to rub away all my hair down the drain. I could not believe how sensitive my skin was, how different my body felt, how I looked with a thin narrow strip over my penis similar to Jaynette's, but a bit taller. As I stared at myself in the mirror thinking how feminine my body was just like Jaynette's, I saw her she-cock growing out of the corner of my eye in the mirrors reflection. I pressed up against her, reveling in the sensations of my now hairless body pressing against hers, the bare skin sliding against bare skin, making me excited as well. Her arms came around my waist, her hands grabbing me by the bottom as she forced her body hard to mine, growling as she kissed me with plenty of tongue.
"You are so fucking hot like this! Sit down and suck my clit bitch!" She ordered as she pushed me down onto the toilet, pulling aside her skimpy panties to revel her throbbing cock to my waiting lips.
I knew by now what she liked, a long, slow, gentle sucking of her she-cock, with plenty of stroking, and the occasional sucking of her balls. That is not what this was. She grabbed my hair, pressed her cock into my mouth, going deeper and deeper with each successive thrust. She was face fucking me for her pleasure. Using my hair at the base of my skull as a handle, she was guiding my mouth up and down on her length or holding me still as she pumped her hips back and forth. Soon saliva was dripping down off her balls while I was making wet, sucking, slurping noises in concert to her moans or orders to use my tongue on her cockhead as she thrust again and again into my mouth in an authoritative manner I had never seem in her before. I admit, it turned me on something fierce to relax and just be the instrument of her sexual satisfaction. She forced her cock deeper and deeper until I was deep throating her. She held me against her pubis, mouth and throat stuffed full of her cock until I had to push back to remove it so I could breathe. I felt so submissive and excited at giving her such pleasure all at the same time....Having her face fuck me like this was...intoxicating! When she started to moan about coming, I grabbed her by the base of her shaft, using my hands to massage her pendulous balls and sealed my lips about the head so I could use my tongue on the bottom of it. That was all it took to push her over the edge and fill my mouth to overflowing with her creamy goodness. I swallowed, slurped and used my fingers to catch up the long dangling drip that hung from my lips down past my chin to push it into my hungry mouth before popping my lips back over her twitching cock to suck out the last bit of her sperm as I watched her legs shake. I grabbed her by the ass cheeks, pushed her back into my mouth, using my tongue to swirl it about her shrinking member to clean it of any last traces of spunk. She let out a squealing type of moan and pushed my mouth off her as she shook in post orgasmic euphoria.
"Fuck, that was so good! It was like I was being blown by a girl. All I could see was your smooth legs and body, holding you by your long hair, and feeling those wonderful lips of yours on me. Damn, I loved it. I guess I got pierced, but you get the reward of my looking like a really sexy bitch and me wanting to take you to bed even more! I have an idea. Come with me baby!" She gushed as she took my hand to lead me to our bedroom.
She stripped out of her bra and panty set, handed them to me saying,
"Put these on for me. I have to finish this fantasy of being with a woman. Please honey....It will be just like that weekend when you gave me the key!"
While I was dead set on saying NO! When she said it would be like the 'key weekend' and I recalled how much sex we had, how I was a tired wreck for a few days while in recovery from it, my dick responded before my head could with an enthusiastic 'Sure thing!' and I found myself in her panties and bra which I had to admit looked pretty funny with my flat chest not filling out the cups to the bra while I had a boy bulge in the front of the panties. She led me to the bed, and we laid on it kissing, fondling and finally getting in a 69 position with the panties again pushed to one side. Then she lay me down on my back and mounted me in the girl superior position, so I could massage her breasts or grip her ass as she started to bounce up and down on my cock until we both came in a simultaneous orgasm. Spent, she rolled off me and we both fell into a deep slumber.
The next morning as we woke, I felt a strange constriction around my chest and groin. I realized I still had on the bra and panties she put me in before we made love. Jaynette was spooning me from behind, her arm across my chest while cupping the bra. She woke about the same time, removed her hand from my chest, but I could feel her morning wood starting to grow as she kissed me, smiled and looked me straight in the eye and whispered,
"Good morning girlfriend. You were so sweet last night. Thanks for making my day and being such a good sport about wearing my undies last night. Can I talk you into staying in my clothes? You looked so sexy and I want to see you dressed up all the way for me in the daylight. Please?" She wheedled.
Acquiescing, I rose from bed, threw on my button shirt and only did up a couple middle buttons as I was in a hurry to hit the bathroom. Once I did my thing, I went to the kitchen to start coffee. She came out a few minutes later wearing a pair of shorts and t-shirt, wolf whistled me as I was reaching up to get the coffee cups and said,
"Damn, girl. Your ass looks way better in panties than it ever did in boxers. I bet it would be downright criminal if I put you in cheekies or a thong. Oh, that sounds so hot. Wait. I have just the bra and panty set I want you to wear after you shower. Go do that and I will bring you in your coffee, baby."
As I grinned and started to walk out, she actually threw out the cheesiest line ever...but I still blushed in happiness at it.
"Hate to see you leave sweet thing but love to watch you go!"
During my shower I really noticed how smooth my skin was, how different everything felt, how much more sensitive my skin was with all the hair missing and that it was somewhat titillating. As I was stepping out of the shower, Jaynette came up with my coffee, handing it to me with a kiss and then instructed me to pat myself dry instead of rub, as it keeps my skin softer and less chaffed. Then she handed me a pale blue cheeky panty with a matching t-shirt bra. She also handed me a pair of knee-highs she had filled with rice commenting,
"That will make the bra cups fit right. I also laid out a skirt and top for you and a pair of ankle socks and tennis shoes. I think my heels may be too tall or tight for you, but I think you have great legs so may have to get you a pair!"
"Honey, isn't this a bit much? I mean I'm OK with the bra and panty since we are at home, but fully dressed will make me look ridiculous."
"So you're not worried about dressing like me, but you're worried about if you look bad doing it? Honey, I can make you up so no one will ever know unless you show them your true self as you already have a slender body, long hair and a sexy assed pout that is to die for. I bet with the right clothes, make up and jewelry, nobody sees you as a guy dressed as a girl. I bet you could easily pass, and I know about being a guy in a woman's world!"
"OK. I love making you happy and this is not really that bad a deal, since I think you are about to rock my weekend like when I gave you the key to this place as I recall!?"
"Oh honey, you will come more times that we can count if I have anything to do with it!"
So Jaynette helped me put on the mid-thigh denim skirt, the very tight pink women's t-shirt that had "CHICA' in fancy white script across the top, some little frilly white ankle socks and a pair of her pink tennis shoes. She was right, they were a bit tight, but did not hurt at the moment and I loved how she flirted hard, pressed against me, or patted my ass as I walked by while we cleaned the house, made sexy love here and there and around lunch time as she had me on all fours over the couch banging into me, making me squeal, pant and moan like some slut in a porno, she commented,
"I have to say, you are so responsive now as opposed to before. You like being my girlfriend don't you Kandi baby?" as she continued to pump her cock into me from behind.
"Candy? Who is that? Me? Ummm, yeah, right there, God, it's so good. Fuck me Jay! Come inside me baby. You're gonna make me come again if you keep fucking me like that....ohhhh, yeah, JJAaaYYYyyyy!" I finally cried in orgasm as I felt her stiffen and spurt inside me.
I collapsed on the couch with her cock making a popping sound as it slipped out of me when she stood on shaky legs while walking to my head, stuffing her cock into my mouth to be cleaned as she said to me,
"Yeah K-A-N-D-I is your femme name because you are one sweet assed babe and I love how you give me a toothache looking like this. I think we are keeping you in panties from now on baby as that ass is way too sexy to be in boxers ever again! Now let's clean up as we have some shopping to do."
"Oh. OK. Let me rest a minute and then I can change so we can go out."
"Kandi, honey, you don't need to change, we'll just fix your face, give you a purse with your stuff in it and hit the mall and grocery store for a few quick things and be back. Don't worry, no one is gonna think you're a guy dressed as a girl looking the way you do my hot little minx!"
Jaynette was good to her word and with a little jewelry, some eye makeup, lipstick and perfume, a little rearrangement of my hair and I was actually cute I thought. At the mall, she stepped into the lingerie store to buy about 10 pairs of panties and about 4 bras. The panties she chose were all thong, bikini and cheekie style, in many different colors and then she also picked up two sets of a black bra, thong, garter set with back seemed stockings! I looked at her as she grinned and had them all wrapped as a package for our girlfriends party. Then we were off to a shoe store where she had me try on a pair of tall black heels to see if I could walk in them, then grabbed a pair of red Dor'says with a 4-inch heel, 5-inch heeled white sandals, then a sexy little wedge which she told me to just wear instead of the tennis shoes as they made my legs look so much better. Next was a dress shop where she bought a red spandex minidress with a V-neck top and cap sleeves and a black one that had long lace sleeves and zipped up from the hem to the top. When I asked her why we were getting all the clothes, she just smiled that her girlfriend needed changes in clothing, so she did not always wear the same things and that she needed something nice to wear out tonight!
Once we left there, we hit the grocery store for some miscellaneous things and then she stopped at an adult place and told me she had an idea. We entered and she caught the eye of a sales lady and asked,
"Do you have realistic breast prosthetics, as our mother just had a double mastectomy surgery and we want her to look good and did not know where else to go?"
"Well," the lady responded, "We usually sell to crossdressers and let the hospitals sell the mastectomies but to be honest, they sell the same thing we do at about five times the price. Come this way and I can show you some. What was her size do you know?"
"Mom was a '36 C' just like Kandi and me. She was always so proud of her breasts, so the best we can get if possible. Oh, Mom was white, and we are mixed, so I think she is more Kandi's coloring than mine as I took more after Dad than she did." Jaynette responded smoothly.
We found some very realistic "C" cup prosthetics with adhesive and bought them. Once home Jaynette just grinned after we dropped all the packages on the bed and pushed me down onto it saying,
"You were such a good girl; I think you need a reward."
So, saying, she lifted my skirt up, pulled my panties down and immediately started to suck on my now rapidly growing cock. Her mouth sealed against my manhood as her fingers played with the underside of my balls. I felt her wet mouth taking more and more of me inside as her hand stroking my length. Her mouth sealed on the head, tongue licking the eye or frenum making me cry out in excited lust. Grabbing her head I held her on my manhood, groaning, stuffing my entirety down her throat so I could feel her swallowing my length. Bouncing back up for air, I saw a trail of spittle from my cockhead to her bruised, full lips before she dove back down onto my cock. Having already come several times today, I knew I would last. Jaynette must have known as well, because at one point while she was just sucking on the head, using her hands to caress my balls, I felt her slip a finger into my bum, twirling it about so that when she pushed all the way back down onto my cock, leaving a lipstick stain at the base, I felt her push a second finger into me and use her nail to stroke my prostate making me arch my back and scream out in orgasm. I must have shot a stream of sperm into her mouth 5 or 6 times and fell back onto my back as she slipped up beside me, kissing me with plenty of tongue, sharing my jism and making me moan about how good she was. Then she moved behind me, pushing me down onto the bed so my shoulders were flat on the bed but my ass was in the air so she could press her engorged cock into my now opened boi-pussy. I felt so sexy, loved and wanton all at the same time. She spanked my ass cheek a few times, pulled my hair and started to pump her meat into me at a fast rhythm so I knew she was already close. It felt so good to be serviced as a woman I was crying out, pushing back against her invading thrusts, until I felt her stiffen, shudder, and paint my insides with her own orgasm. As we lay side by side gasping for breath in a post coitus bliss, she states,
"You know in all the months we've been together, I have only pushed into you a few times, yet today it's been multiple times you have let me peg you baby. Why are you suddenly more open to it?"
"Well, I didn't think a guy should like it, but as your girlfriend, I don't feel all caught up in the manly ego and can enjoy it! It just seems like the right thing to do. I used to think as a guy I 'fucked', but as your 'girlfriend' I can 'BE fucked' and that's kind of right I guess?" I responded questioningly.
"Well, there is no doubt about it then, I am keeping you in panties from now on 'gurlfriend'. If I have anything to do about it, you will be taking a more active part as being my girlfriend on the weekends for sure. You are so freaking hot and not one person even suspected you were a guy today...even at the adult store she accepted you as my sister....Oh yeah I almost forgot! Let's see how those falisies fit you!"
We ended up attaching the mastectomies and redressing me and I felt the weight of them more evenly distributed than the rice bags. I even noted that they moved much more realistically to where Jaynette was staring until I told her,
"Stop staring at my tits! Damn, I have boobs for like 30 seconds and already feel like a piece of meat!"
Jaynette grinned, leaned forward and kissed me as she hugged me tight before whispering,
"I love you baby and think you look so marvelous. I can't wait to see you in that little red dress and lingerie I got you for tonight!"
"Wait, that was for me!? I can't go out...Oh, umm, I already failed that line of thought by being out all afternoon dressed like this! Are you thinking about a club or something? What if a guy asked me to dance? What do I do if he hits on me, tries to kiss me or, gulp, finds out I am not a real woman?" I protested.
"Relax Kandi. No one is gonna find out unless you show them, I promise. If a guy asks to dance, dance or not! No problem. I will be there, we can grab a bite, have a few drinks, dance together and we can go to the DV8 club that Anthony works at as a bouncer so he will protect us from the real asshats."
I relaxed, agreed and we spent a few hours unpacking the new purchases, cleaning up, eating a light late lunch, and then watching a show cuddled on the couch. We later went into the shower, cleaned up, made love in the shower then dried off, powdered, and put on our lingerie. The lacy black bra and panty set with the garter, seamed stockings, black heels for me, red heels for Jaynette looked so sexy, we both wolf whistled each other, then giggled. Jaynette had me glue on some press on nails, while she did my hair in a more feminine manner, then helped put on my make up. After she did her own make up, we both lifted the dresses over our heads and checked ourselves in the mirror. When I pulled my dress over my head, pulling it down over my round butt and smoothing the skirt, Jaynette stopped me by asking,
"Where did you learn to do that?"
"Do what?" I asked.
"Smooth the skirt of the dress over your ass so it shaped it right? That's so feminine and girly, I would not have expected it from you baby. But I have to tell you, it was super-hot to watch you do it!"
In the mirror, I was a medium height, pale skinned, auburn-haired babe in a tight red dress with black stockings and heels, while Jaynette was of similar height, a caramel skinned hottie in a little black dress with red heels. We would both draw attention, I was sure, due to the amount of leg showing if nothing else. We slipped our essentials like ID, make up, etc. into small purses, hopped into the car and Jaynette drove us to the club.
Once at the club, we had to park about a half block away, but at the door, a tall very muscular black man greeted us, saying 'hi' to Jaynette who responded back and then asked if Anthony had shown up yet. The door bouncer let us in and did not even card us! Of course, I did see him checking out Jaynette's ass as she walked by him. The cool breeze of the AC as we went through the door blowing up our short skirts was quite a difference for me, but suddenly feeling like a piece of meat in a butcher shop was not what I expected at all. I felt the eyes of all the men in the club checking us out, sizing us up, calculating their chances to peel us off of the herd for the capture, when we finally got confronted by Anthony. Jaynette introduced me as Kandi, while he looked me up and down, and said he could try to keep the bad guys off us, but it would cost me a dance when he was on break. Jaynette agreed for me to do that while I looked at him wondering if he knew who I really was. As I did not see any recognition on his face, I just decided to go with it and asked him to get us some white wine and a place to sit.
Jaynette and I ended up mostly dancing with each other until Anthony finally came up and took me to the dance floor as promised. We shook our booty at each other to the fast pop/rock club beats until suddenly a slow song came on and Anthony pulled me into his arms for the slow song. His arm wrapped about my waist pulling me close while his other hand took mine to hold it extended as we marched slowly about the floor. In a short time, I felt his manhood start to grow. At first, I was flattered he found me attractive as a woman and kind of intrigued at the size of it as it kept growing. I looked up at him with my eyes maybe a bit round and he just smiled and whispered,
"It's still growing to full size, so don't worry, it will be full size when you suck it. I bet you will like sucking on a real man's cock since I am pretty sure you suck Jaynette's cock don't you Kevin?"
Stunned, I looked up at him with wonder in my eyes and he just grinned and sardonically said,
"Did you really think I wouldn't recognize my sisters roommate just because they were in a dress? I can tell you like being a hot babe with men lusting after you by the way you dance and are pressing up on my cock. Come on, let's head to the back so you can receive my nut gurl."
Anthony led me off the dance floor to the back where they had a room set aside that was obviously made up as a 'one night stand' room. There was a small simple bed, a chair and a little sink with a mirror and some toiletries and then a toilet next to it. When I looked up at him standing so near, he must have realized what I was thinking as he bent down and started to kiss me, and I felt my arms move of their own volition and wrap about his neck while my right foot popped up during the kiss. Damn, it was romantic and erotic as hell to me, all at the same time, and when he started to tongue kiss me I eagerly responded and Frenched him back with a long, slow, wet kiss that lasted several minutes until I felt his manhood start to grow as he grasped my butt and pulled me against it. I must have gasped as I pulled away and asked,
"Holy shit Anthony....Is that really you? I thought it felt big on the dance floor, but damn you are huge, aren't you?"
"Heh. It's just a normal black cock. I didn't mean to scare you with it, but kissing you got it goin' a little, you know?"
Then I leaned in and kissed him again knowing that all those glasses of wine in about three hours was making me a little reckless. That kiss turned into a longer one as he kissed me back and then we were necking like two teenaged lovers making sexy kissing noises and groping each other. I could feel his manliness growing between us and unconsciously started to grind against it while I tongue kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck to run my hands through his hair. As his manhood grew larger, I lost control and started to realize it was totally turning me on to be the woman to this well-hung stud. I pulled back a little and grinning said,
"MMmmm. Feels like you must be in pain the way it is making you groan, so I have to know if it is really as big as it feels. Maybe I can do something to reduce the swelling?"
I slid down into a squat and undid his pants to free his big black cock and gasped as it popped free and almost smacked me in the face. It. Was. Huge. I think it was actually bigger than Jaynette's by a lot. Anthony's thing was larger by several inches in length and maybe an inch in diameter and I was staring at it in fascination until I felt my head growing closer until it was against my lips. I felt his hand on the back of my head, pushing my hair aside as he said,
"Yeah, suck my big black cock baby. I know you like sucking on Jaynette's, so you can taste a real man's cock now!"
As the head of his cock touched my lips, I could smell his male musk and taste his salty, sweet precome. Unthinkingly, I licked his cockhead and then my lips and suddenly stuffed about 4 or 5 inches of his big black cock into my mouth. This cock was huge. Bigger than anything I had ever thought about. It must have been about a foot long and almost as thick as a beer bottle, it was hot, throbbing, pulsing, manliness with little drops of precome that made me lick it up to savor the flavor. I heard him groan when I pushed my mouth down over his cockhead, sealing it with my lips, sucking on it and twirling my tongue around it, across the frenum, dribbling spittle down its length so that I would use my small hands to pull it down the long shaft while wanking it until I could take more and more of the length into my mouth. Jaynette had been very proud of me when I finally was able to deepthroat her cock, so I knew I could get close to that on this big black monster, and when I finally stuffed it down my throat so I could feel his balls pressed against my chin and my nose buried in his pubic hair, his hand came away from the back of my head and I heard him gasp out,
"Shit girl, no-one has done that ever! You got some skills with that mouth Kandi!"
I looked up at him, my mouth stuffed with his cock as it was halfway to my belly and finally had to lift off of it to gasp for air before stuffing about 5-inches of it back into my mouth to suck on as I could feel spittle dripping from my lips down his shaft and coating his balls. I bobbed up and down on his glorious manhood, reveling in the taste of his precome, coating his shaft with my own spittle to ease my ability to service this massive monster. Licking the head, plunging my tongue tip into the opening while stoking the shaft with my hands, tickling his sweaty black balls with my nails. Driving his length again and again down my throat savoring my effect on him as he moaned, holding my hair to the side so he could watch my pouty, pink lips suckling on his big black cock until I had him on the edge and he started to moan about coming, making jerky motions just like Jaynette did before she came. I looked up at him, opened my mouth wide, extended my tongue so it tickled the underside of his cockhead while slowly stroking his shaft when it happened. He groaned loudly and I felt his cock spasm in my hand so was just able to stuff his cockhead into my mouth as a blast of his sperm bounced off the roof of my mouth and made me swallow as a second, third and fourth jet flooded my mouth. I kept my mouth sealed on his cock, stroking its length until I felt him subside. Still looking up at him I slipped my lips off his big black cock and opened my mouth to show him I still had it in my mouth, then closed it, swallowed greedily before opening it back up to show him I had swallowed his ejaculate before stuffing his cock back into my mouth and bobbing up and down on the first 5 or 6 inches, sucking hard to gather up every last drop as he softened in my mouth before releasing his cock with a small popping sound. Licking my lips while standing up, I smiled and said,
"Looks like it was a temporary inflammation baby. Glad I could help reduce the swelling; I may have just saved your life! Now, let me fix my face and get back out there before your sister misses me and we get in trouble for messing around."
He grinned, kissed me, and pointed me to the sink with a smack on my bottom so I could fix my face and lipstick. When done, he led me back to our table and just a few moments later, Jaynette walked up and asked where I had been. When I told her I was dancing with her brother like she had volunteered me to do, she looked at me funny then asked me again while sniffing as I replied. She looked at me, then her brother who looked sheepish. She handed me a piece of gum and said,
"My brother's come has a distinctive smell honey, you may want to chew this so other guys...and me...don't smell his cock on your breath! Was she any good Anthony?"
"Shit, Jaynette, you know better than most she has some serious skills! Not many bitches could take my cock, as you know! Does she fuck as good as she sucks? If she does, you should keep this one!"
"Thanks Brother mine. I am kind of fond of Kandi and love Kevin even more, but I think I need to take her home and wipe that taste out of her mouth with my own, so she does not forget who she really sleeps with."
Jaynette took us back to the car while I tried to apologize about not realizing what was happening until it was too late, but she shushed me and told me she was not jealous. Anthony was a player who could be very forceful to get his way and she loved me and was going to make sure I loved her by allowing me to take care of her when we got home.
Once home, we ended up on the couch, making out, kissing fondling, dry humping each other until I ended up on top, straddling her with both our dresses on the floor. I could feel her turgid member pressing against me as I ground on it, kissing her neck, her lips, making her cry out as my nails scrapped against her nipples through her bra. Finally, I released her cock from its confines, lifted up and impaled myself on her member as I whispered,
"Nothing better than feeling my beloveds cock sinking into me. God that feels so good baby!"
We bucked and humped, kissed and caressed for some time, until she stopped me and told me to 'suck her cock' as she 'wanted to come in my mouth' like she told me she wanted earlier. I slipped off her cock, down onto my knees in front of her. I loved the sight of the two of us in matching lingerie as I took her into my mouth, tasting her musk, my scat, and some of her precome. I began to slowly suckle up and down on her throbbing cock when I heard her say,
"Yeah, fuck her real good. Make her a slutty bitch."
When I tried to lift my head to see who she was talking to, she held my head on her cock and I could feel someone behind me rubbing a massive cock between my ass cheeks and then push it into my rosebud. I moaned around her cock in my mouth as my boi-pussy was stretched to it limits to accommodate the intruder pushing into me. Whoever was behind me spanked my ass cheek a few times making me jump, forcing Jaynette's cock all the way down my throat. Soon I was stuffed with cock at both ends, being rocked back and forth between them, and realized by the sounds and mumbled comments that it must be Anthony behind me! They pummeled their meat into me for what felt like hours, I came twice as his massive black cock stretched me and bounced off my prostrate, while Jaynette held my head so I could not look back but only forward at her as she told me what a great girlfriend I was, how she loved watching me take on two at once, how she was keeping me just like her brother thought she should. When she grabbed my face, stiffened, and thrust her entire cock down my throat to convulse her orgasm into my gullet, it must have finally triggered Anthony who then groaned, held my hips, thrust aggressively into me and painted my insides with his own orgasm. As Jaynette softened, I kept up my ministrations until she was clean, then spun about as Anthony's cock slipped out of my boi-pussy with a plop. I felt the gap he left in my opening, while some of his come leaked out of me, but dutifully cleaned his amazing cock until he stood to push it back into his pants.
We all headed to bed where I was placed between them. I woke in the morning to find I was alone in bed, still in my lingerie, but needing to pee in the worst way. After hitting the restroom, I tossed on my thin bathrobe, some slippers and headed out to the kitchen to find Anthony and Jaynette sitting at the table sipping coffee.
"My, My. Here is our sleepy little girl. Want some coffee baby? I like that you cleaned off the make-up but left the lingerie on. You still look so scrumptious as my new gurlfriend. Since I asked you to stay as Kandi all weekend, and you slept in later than us, I think it only fair that you fix us breakfast. Eggs and toast will be fine darling."
I grabbed my coffee, made the eggs and toast, and set it down before them. With a grin, Anthony grabbed me and pulled me down onto his lap so I could feel his manhood beneath me, holding me in place as I struggled to stand, while Jaynette giggled and said,
"I could tell you liked his cock last night baby, but I thought you should know what it felt like to be a Trap and used just for a guys pleasure. It's nothing like the love play we do is it.... Oh for Christ's sake Anthony, let my girlfriend off your lap! You are not fucking her again, so go home and find your own fuck toy, you're not playing with mine."
We all ate after I was let up of his lap and then he left. Jaynette and I had a long talk about why she wanted me to be fucked by her brother with the long and short of it being that she needed me to realize how some men treated women, wanted me to be comfortable as occasionally being her girlfriend even knowing some of the consequences of being so good looking and seen only as a toy while what we had was much more and she wanted it to grow into something more if it could.
I was a bit taken back that she could do something like that, but then actually impressed that she could think so highly of me she wanted me to know what her world was like and more importantly, that she wanted to take our relationship further. We spent the rest of the day cuddling, making slow love, watching TV and feeding each other snacks, fucking like bunnies, being domestic, then dressing as a pair of lady friends in tight jeans, tops and low heels, going out for dinner. We slept in each other's arms that night in a dreamless, deep, sleep to wake refreshed in the morning and suddenly realizing we had to remove my nails, the falsies, redo my hair in my normal low ponytail, put blank studs in my ears and dress in regular boy clothes...except now I had no male underwear as Jaynette wanted me only in panties from now on. It was also curious that with our normal daily vitamin, she added a small purplish pill that she said would help keep my skin soft and hair free until I could get laser treatments as she felt I should keep it hair free going forward as she longed for another weekend with Kandi already!
That week was quite long at work as I was constantly made aware I was in women's panties, hairless and at night, I wore a baby doll nighty to bed now. However, to make up for the distractions during the day, my nights were filled with rowdy, unabashed, sexual bliss as we again kept up the love affair each night.
On the weekend, we made an appointment with a laser hair removal clinic which did a reasonable charge for my entire body being depilated, except my now distinct landing strip. About 5 or 6 months into taking our vitamins, I noted my chest was bigger, my butt rounder, my skin was super soft, and I was starting to replace some of my older men's slacks with loose fitting women's slacks at work. This is when Jaynette came to me one Friday night as we were getting ready to go out to dinner to ask me which persona I like more when we were together. Kevin or Kandi? When I told her it did not matter to me if she dated me or Kandi, she laughed and pointed out she was dating both and thought it was time to choose one or the other. I was already looking more and more feminine each day, so she thought it was Kandi that I preferred. If that was the case, we had to start to set it up at work for me to transition full time which was her big concern. We ended up ruminating on it for about a week and finally decided it was Kandi that she should date full time. We went into work that Monday and I spoke with the senior partner about wanting to transition to a woman full time and they agreed to let me do it after the holidays. Two months later for Christmas, I got a breast augmentation so that after being let go at Christmas, Kandi could start on the new year. Showing up to work in skirts, dresses and tight feminine clothing made me a hit with the guys who now came about to flirt, chat and generally be friendly. I giggled at them for being so obvious, obviously not knowing I used to be Kevin while they flirted outrageously and best of all, not even realizing I was with Jaynette. NOW I knew what it was like to be a Trap as guys hit on my constantly.
A few months later, while at dinner, Jaynette asked me to marry her with an absolutely huge ring. I cried, she cried, we hugged, kissed and eventually after all that, I said 'Yes!' Now being at work with the engagement ring seemed to curb the attentions of the guys and I was OK with that as trapping one of them was not in my future plans. Banging my fiancee till she was cross-eyed from orgasm, that was a real trap!