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I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy .... enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up with what I have now.
Chapter 1 - Beginnings
I had long ago confessed my desire to wear feminine lingerie to my wife Penny. I wanted her to know exactly what she was getting when she married me. She took the news well and didn't freak out. Although she was only lukewarm to the idea, she did not rule my desire deviant or obscene. It was not till many months after the wedding that the subject came up again, oddly enough, by my wife. She knew I had not been able to dress up any since we had gotten married and wanted to know if I missed it or was upset with her for stopping it. I wasn't upset and told her so. I did miss it a little. She was glad I wasn't angry and mysteriously said something to the effect that maybe I wouldn't have to miss it too much longer. I wondered what she meant by that but she changed the subject and I let it slide.
A few more months passed. It was one Thursday that she called me at work. She said that she had the rest of the week off and wondered if I would take Friday off so we could have some time together. I said sure but her friend Rebeccah was supposed to stay with us that night after she got out of classes. My wife told me that Rebeccah had the rest of the week off too and had not driven up and would not need to stay with us. We said goodbye and hung up. I finished up the project I was working on and took off. On the trip home I wondered what my wife had in mind for the weekend.
As soon as I walked in the door my wife attacked me. She began kissing me and pulling off my clothes. I welcomed the attack and returned it. Soon we were naked on the couch. Penny asked me if I would like to try something new, to which I said "Sure, anything". She reached over to the end table and picked up a blind fold. She wrapped it around my head and tied it in place. She then pulled me up and put my hands over my head. I heard the click of metal as I felt the cold steel of the handcuffs on my wrists. She then tied a short rope around my neck and to the handcuffs so I could not move my hands. She grabbed my by my dick and led me down the hall and into the bathroom. Just as we entered the bathroom I heard a click but did not pay it any attention. She led me into the shower stall and told me to stand still. She turned the water on and got me soaked. She then reached around and grabbed the soap. I then felt her apply the lather to my legs. She worked quickly and thoroughly. I felt her hands on every part of my. By the time she was finishing my chest though, my legs began to burn and itch. This wasn't right. Soap doesn't burn. I started to ask Penny what was going on but as soon as my mouth was opened I felt a gag pushed between my teeth. She tied it behind my head and the only sounds I could make were grunts. The burning slowly spread up my legs, over my ass, up my stomach and onto my chest and armpits. It seemed to last about 30 minutes before I felt the water come on again. The coolness of the water was a welcome relief and I felt Penny begin to scrub my skin with a wash cloth. After several minutes, she turned the water off and toweled me off. The soft terry cloth towel felt unusually good against my skin. My wife led me out of the shower and into the center of the bathroom, the cool air of the room flowing over my skin. Again I heard a click and still could not place it.
I felt Penny wrap something I couldn't identify around my waist. She slowly tightened it up and I finally placed what it had to be: a corset. My mind was in shock and she pulled it up some and then reached into in and pulled at my chest some. I felt the skin on my chest settle into the cups. Then she pulled the strings tighter till I could barely breath. I didn't know she could pull that hard. Finally she was satisfied. She told me to lift one leg and the other. I felt something silky slid up my legs and knew it had to be panties. She tucked my penis between my legs and smoothed the front of the panties. She then leaned me against the counter and told me to raise one leg. I felt something light and smooth slide over my foot and up my leg. She was putting stocking on my legs. She then did the same to my other leg. She the sat me up and attached the stockings to the garters attached to the corset, being careful to pull the garters underneath my panties. At last she was done and she led me back into the living room. I heard several clicks as she walked around me and wondered what she was doing now.
"If I remove your gag, will you promise not to speak unless spoken to?", my wife asked, "Nod your head if you agree."
Being unable to do anything else I nodded. I felt the gag pulled from my mouth.
"Remember, I can put it right back where it came from before you speak any today. Now would you like to be able to see what you look like?"
Afraid to say yes, I only nodded my head. I felt her come up behind me and begin to untie the blindfold. She then pulled it off me. I blinked a few times to clear my vision. Right in front of me was someone, but my wife was behind me. I panicked as I looked into the familiar face of Rebeccah, my wife's best friend. She was grinning from ear to ear.
"Lovely outfit you've got on... Niki" was all she said.
I blushed intensely as I looked down to see that I had on a white corset with white stockings. A pair of matching white panties encased my cock. The corset squeezed me so that it appeared that I had two breasts. A flash went off and I looked up to see Rebeccah with a camera in her hands. I knew what the click I had heard was now. They had been taking pictures of me. I felt my wife reach up and remove the handcuffs from my hands and the rope from my neck.
"Come sit down over here... Niki", my wife commanded.
I let her lead me over the couch and sat down. Rebeccah walked the kitchen and came back with a chair and a small package. She sat beside me and opened the package. She took my hand in hers and began to file my fingernails. My wife moved my head so that I was facing straight ahead. She told me to close my eyes. I felt something wet brush against my lashes, then she pressed something against them. She then told me to open them and keep them open. I looked down quickly to see that Rebeccah had began to apply long, fake, red nails to my hands. My wife picked up a a pair of tweezers and began to pull at my eyebrows. It was somewhat painful to not too bad. Rebeccah moved over to my other hand and began her work. They spoke to each other, asking how their work looked. Finally my wife finished tweezing my eyebrows. She then began to apply a foundation to my face. Rebeccah finished the last nail and told me not to move either hand. She then disappeared into the kitchen while my wife began to move a soft brush across my cheeks. While Penny was applying eyeshadow, Rebeccah returned. She brushed my hair back and then placed a wig over my head. While she pulled and fidgeted with the wig, my wife finished applying some mascara and began to put some lipstick on me. At last they were both done. Rebeccah again took another picture of me sitting there, then they each grabbed an arm and pulled me up.
My wife told me to close my eyes as I entered the bathroom and the two of them led me in front of the full length mirror. My wife then told me to open my eyes and I stared at the image in the mirror. It was a reflection of a fairly pretty woman, a little heavy boned but still quite lovely. The long red nails would draw the attention of many a man and the pouting red lips seemed ready to receive a kiss. I was quite awed by the woman I had become and I slowly traced a line across my breasts with a long red fingernail. A flash brought be back to reality as Rebeccah took another picture of me. I followed the two of them back into the living room.
Penny opened a box and pulled out a short white dress with blue polka dots. She handed it to me and told me to put it on. I stepped into it and pulled it up. Penny buttoned the back of it up. It was a strapless summer dress that came to just above my knees. It showed off what little cleavage I had very well and my bare shoulders did not seem quite so proud or masculine sticking out from the dress. Rebeccah then opened another box and pulled out a pair of blue shoes with two inch heels. I slid into them and strapped them on. They then made me walk around the house. The heels raised my butt a little and added a bit of a wiggle to my stride. At last I seemed to please them. Rebeccah fastened a bracelet around my wrist while Penny put some clip-on earring on me. Rebeccah then handed me a purse as Penny headed for the door. I tried to talk them out of going out but they had the pictures. With the pictures they could make me do anything they wanted. Slowly I walked out the door for the first time as a woman.
Chapter 2 - The First Adventure
Rebeccah pulled the seat up and told me to sit in the back. I slid in and they got in the front seat. We drove from the house and entered the highway. I was scared now that I would be found out. Both Rebeccah and Penny told me I had nothing to worry about, that I looked fine. It wasn't long until we arrived at the mall. My hesitancy at leaving the car was overcome by the threat of the pictures. We walked into the mall together, three women out for an evening of shopping.
We windowed shopped until we arrived out our first stop. Rebeccah wanted to pick up a new pair of earrings. I followed them into the store. Penny told me to sit over by the counter while they looked around. I watched as Penny talked with one of the attendants. The attendant then walked over to me and said hi. I just nodded, fearing to speak. She reached down and pulled both earrings from my ears. Before I could turn to ask what was going on, she held a sort of gun to my ear. There was a sharp pain there and I started to ask what was going on when I caught my wife's glance. The one look communicated volumes. I turned back and sat still as the attendant continued to piece the same ear again. She then repeated the process of the other ear. She then inserted a CZ stud into each piercing while instructing me on how to take care of my ears. As she chatted I began to feel more comfortable in my role. She obviously took me as a women. After she was done I even ventured to say a meek thank you. My wife walked over and paid for the earrings I now had on and we left.
We visited a few more stores, mostly just looking, purchasing a few things, before returning to the car. The girls questioned me about my confidence in my ability to pass. I admitted I felt much better than I had. They then drove across town to an adult bookstore. I began to get scared again but they would have none of that. Penny told me that know I would learn how she felt when we had gone into one of these places. We entered as a group, attracting the stares of everyone in the store. Penny handed me a few quarters and told me to go watch a movie.
Nervous about going off by myself, I still walked down the hall and entered a booth. I put all the quarters in and started to watch the movies, flipping channels occasionally. A few minutes into the movie my attention was drawn to a small hole in the wall. Someone's finger protruded through the hole and I could see a shadowy face on the other side. I was shocked to find myself being observed and rose to leave but found my door to be jammed. I could not get it open. The face laughed and I listened to what he said. He and his buddy wanted a blow job from me and they would not let me out until I gave them each one. I refused and he then said that maybe the two women with me would be better at pleasing them. Faced with the threat of him and his friend going after Penny and Rebeccah, I gave in. He told me to make it good and then stuck his limp dick through the hole.
I kneeled down in front of the hole. I took the dick in my hand and began to massage it. I then heard him say he wanted a blow job, not a hand job. I bent down and stared at the tip of the penis. If I wanted to get out of here I would have to take it in my mouth. I opened my mouth and leaned forward. I felt the head reach my tongue and closed my mouth around the dick. I swirled my tongue around the head as it began to grow. I stroked it and began to move my mouth up and down the cock. Now that I had actually done it, my fear was gone. I started to move faster, varying the length of my stroke with constant sucking. It was over before I expected as the dick began to jerk and cum erupted from the head. The flavor was alright with me and I began to swallow the spunk down. He then said to treat his buddy just as good.
A few minutes later another dick was put through the hole. This one was black and although not erect, still 6 inches long. I picked the flesh tube up in my hand and took the head in my mouth. A few seconds of stroking and sucking had the black dick as hard as iron. I looked down the length of the monster in my mouth wondering how much I could swallow. Slowly I began to slide up and down the big cock, getting a little more in my mouth each time until it hit the back of my throat. I paused and took a deep breath. While concentrating, swallowed and push forward until the thick head slid down my throat. A few more strokes and it got easier. I then began to swallow more of the cock, inch by inch, until to my surprise I had swallowed it all. This dick lasted longer than the first, at least five minutes before it exploded. It came some much that I couldn't keep it all in my mouth, some came out the corners of my mouth and dribbled down my chin. It made me feel wonderfully slutty. Just then the door flew open and a flash went off. I turned to see Rebeccah, camera in hand, with Penny behind her. As I pulled away from the dick, it erupted one last time, the cum striking my cheek and dripping down. Rebeccah took another picture and then left. Penny handed me a handkerchief and told me to meet them in the car when I was done. The look in her eye was not one of betrayal or disgust but of burning lust. She appeared to want to be the one on the end of this dick. I licked the dick clean and then, instead of using the handkerchief, I wiped the cum into my mouth. I wanted as much as I could get. I think I had just become addicted to cum. I left the bookstore and got into the car. We drove home in silence, my thoughts on how good the dick had felt between my lips and on how it would have felt deep in my ass.
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This is the first part of a story that I am writing. If you have enjoyed it and would like to see more, send me a note. If you would like to make a comment about this story, send E-Mail to Greyfire at Carolyn's Closet or Triess. I welcome honest critiques as well as suggestions.
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