One of the Girls

Published on May 19, 2019

Transgender

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The rest of my week following the sisters sexual encounter went along quite nicely. As directed I showered and made my body hairless every day before slipping into the lovely bra and panty set Amy bought me. I would wash it out in the sink at night, hang it in the closet, and by morning all dry again. The third day I noticed something different. Apparently my wife had misted the garments with vanilla body spray. The effect was thrilling to me putting them on and wearing them throughout the day at work. If the tension of the taut straps of the bra did not remind me of my place, the sweet birthday cake vanilla aroma did. One of the gals at the office commented own how good I smelled. If only she knew why.

I found myself often seated at my desk with my slacks unzipped and slid down a bit so I could caress my junk thru the sheer panties or rub my stockinged thighs and the lace tops gripping my legs near my balls. I was so fucking horny when I got home that day I wanted to toss Amy on the bed and was prepared to fuck the shit out of her as my cock was so hard in those panties.

When she stepped in the door I was dressed only in the bra and panties.

"Still liking the outfit sissy boy?"

"Yes Mistress." Then I took her by the hand and led her straight to our bed, I proceeded to strip her down to just her bra which was nothing special but I could dream how this would be after I won the bet and she had to don hot stuff. I threw her on her back and began to climb aboard. As I did, she flipped herself over putting her ass up.

"I need a warm up panty boy. Eat my ass for awhile and maybe i will let you fuck me in the front. Our just eat me there too."

"How about I bang up up the ass after I warm you up back there?"

"Whoa baby. You have to earn that delight as well like you are earning the pleasure of see me wear sexy bras and stuff. If you want to fuck my ass you will have to learn what it is like first!"

I did not follow up on that and just yanked her pert firm butt globe apart, hardened my tongue and dove straight in.

"Oh Yes! You lesbian whore bitch slut! Eat my hot ass. Tongue fuck me till I tell you to stop!

Deeper you hungry sissy. Show your wife how much you love my backdoor. Damn your tongue feels insane up there." She wiggled her ass all over while pushing it back more into my face. I was leaking so bad by now the panties were soaked. I so wanted to cum.

After she had a major orgasm she whispered "Enough. I am flipping back over so you can service the front parts too." She rolled, spread her legs and I dove in. Darn I loved eating her pussy and her sister too. Guess they were correct with the lesbian whore slut talk. I felt like a girls doing a girl as my cock was just buried in the sheets as I devoured her cunt, teased her clit, and worked my now sloppy face everywhere I could lick suck and kiss.

After 3 more semi earth shattering orgasms Amy told me to stop. So I did but kept my face in her crotch as she came down from her high. She ran her fingers thru my hair and once in awhile used both hands to push it into greater contact. I tried wide laps the length of her slit but she had to push me away being too sensitive.

"Wow! I think the best thing I ever did was get you into women's undies. You would top the charts as a lesbian. I think I could learn techniques from you but not sure if I could match the passion you put into it. I think it is your turn for some thrills."

I started to slide up on her assuming that she wanted me to fuck her but her request really thrilled me.

"Slide on up Annie. Sit on my tits and feed me your obviously very hard cock. Oh I mean clitty.

Fuck my face girlfriend."

With my thighs pressing against the side of her lovely boobs. We both had very erect nipples. As I sensed hers touch my legs leaning in she reached up and tugged at my gravel hard protrusions in the sheer bra. Moaned as she pinched and twisted them hard. Looking down I found her mouth open agape and wanting for my firm dick. So i slid it in! All the way till I got a bit of gag response at her throat. Retracting slightly to let her breathe she moaned and filthy words exited her lips.

"Oh that is so good!. I love cock! I love sucking your big cock! Face fuck me stud, I mean Annie. I think the best lesbian whores have nice cocks to fuck and suck with. More gagging. Lots of spit and a very sloppy blow job continued. In a very few minutes I was blasting my wife sucking orifice with what seemed like a gallon of hot clumpy spooge. Baby batter, Ball grave, Nut sauce. She devoured it as fast as it came and finally grasping my shaft tightly pulled the skin up even over the head to extract the last bit of luscious load as she put it. Amy was, for sure, a true switch hitter and she was training me well the same.

With some of my discharge still in her mouth and on her lips she again tweaked my hard nipples thru the bra and pulled me in for a kiss. I gave tongue and got tongue. The one I got was all covered in my own cum as she made sure I got a good taste.

We slept like children and never even had supper, We did a lot of eating already.

The next morning after my shave/shower I retrieved the now dry lacy wonders from the closet and hooked up the bra, getting it all settled, then stepped into those oh-my-they-drive-me-nuts panties. Amy yelled at me to hang on a second and she came in with a new shirt on a hanger.

It looked like my other white shirt but as I slipped into it I realized the fabric was much softer and smoother than the oxfords I was used to. Also it was a lot thinner. After it was buttoned the mirror told me that with this shirt others could see I had on a bra kind of clearly. No question about it. I good eye could discern cup type, the trimmed edges and where every strap went.

"Honey. I can't wear this. Everyone will see what I have on. They will think I am some kind of transvestite fag."

"No they won't dear. If you are careful only a few close personnel will figure it out and I bet the ladies in your office will be jealous."

"Jealous of me in a bra?'

"No, Jealous of me because I was able to train you as a conforming, compliant sissy husband. You will see. You may find it exciting as well."

I tossed on a sport jacket to hide the majority of the problem.

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