I got the idea to write this after reading the stories by Mardee Louise Prynne which I regard as some of the best in your library. The story is based on the question what would have happened when. It is however 100% fictional meaning that all characters are not living persons. It is my first story and which leads me to ask you to forgive me when the story does not envelops fluidly and to forgive me because of my English which is not my mother language.
TONI
The first glimpse of her I got when I walked out of the cinema of my home town somewhere in Northern Europe the last year of the fifties. So I first saw her back and I could only think of one word: flawless. I saw hair just reaching shoulders a back that indicated an athletic figure, a waist that followed her figure ideally, a butt that was not prominent as with many other girls and long legs. The length of the legs was only a guess as girls in the early sixties normally wore skirts below their knees and petticoats. The latter was however not part of her attire.
Walking behind her I saw that she was heading for one of the nearby diners and while I wanted to buy a coke myself I followed her in. Standing closely behind her waiting for our orders I got a whiff of her body fragrance and I unconsciously inhaled rather noisily, which had her turn her head. The first thing I saw were her eyes and I was drowned, big blue discs that could melt an iceberg, which changed from annoyance to a low smoldering spark when she returned my "Hi" with a "Oh, hello too". The voice was melodious in a way unknown to me up till then.
After she got her order and I mine I saw that she was standing alone at one of the high tables and collecting my courage I asked her whether I could join her she answered only with nod of her head. Now I could see that she had page boy type hairstyle which framed her face and a mouth that was maybe a inkling wide. I noticed that apart from her eyes no make up was visible. I also noticed that her boobs were outright small but the total was strangely attractive to me and I probably fell for her already in that moment.
All my observation had taken a rather long time and I was torn from my daydreams when she said "A penny for your thoughts". After returning to the real world I avoided a n answer by asking her whether she had been in the cinema, which se confirmed. We talked about the move: Brothers Kamarasov with Yul Brynner, Claire Bloom and a young William Shatner and agreed both on the fact that Maia Schell was the discovery of the movie.
During the conversation I asked her whether she as a woman found Yul Brynner attractive. Her answer was confusing as she told me that she found him sexy in another way that I might imagine. After we finished our cokes I asked her whether I could walk her home which she agreed to but which appeared to be only some hundred meters. At her door we shook hands as more did not come into my mind. At the end of the fifties my part of Europe was still in a rigid social phase where it was seen already as a problem when you dated someone of the opposite religion and kissing on first dates got the girl into the slut corner right away. I did however got to know her name which was Tony Van Dyke and I got her promise for a date on Saturday night.
During the week I could not get her out of my mind. I just had finished with my girlfriend after one year and I initially did not know whether I had done the right thing missing our petting sessions in which we fondled each other with our hands, further I had not gone even after one year. You can easily say that we were all rather conditioned in that time. But now it was Toni who was not to different from my old girlfriend save that she was slimmer on second thought one may even say that she had an androgenic figure that was constantly on my mind.
On Saturday she robbed my breath when she appeared in Capri trousers and tight t-shirt. Her legs were indeed gorgeous incredibly long. Also my second impression was confirmed tiny boobs which was only increasing her overall desirability to me. That was the first time I got that weak feeling in belly and stomach. We went to eat together in one of the Chinese restaurants and afterwards we spent some time on one of the terraces that border the old historical market place of my home town.
We got to know each other better talking about music, films, holidaying schools and work. She told me she was a hairdresser and was eighteen, which made her almost two years older than me. She liked basically the same music as I did being Elvis Presley and Cliff Richard and there were many movies that we both had seen. The subject of families was not touched during this encounter.
Walking her home that night I noticed that guys who overtook us turned their heads to see the front of the fabulous figure and the seemed to be impressed with the front view too. That night we kissed for the first time and although I probed her lips with my tongue she did not open her lips.
We really got steady during the following time and I learned that she was the daughter of a wealthy family, which I knew as they had a big mansion on the outskirts of town. From me she learned that I was still living at home going to college after the summer holidays and that my father was working for the town council making us a middle class family. She told me however that she did not have much contact with them anymore since she lived on her own. I also got to know her apartment which was basically a big room with a bathroom and a mini kitchen. As her bed also was in that single room we were using that to do our petting, which of course was our favorite pastime being in that room.
She opened up to me but only her lips and I found out that kissing her was a very erotic matter on its own. She readily bared her upper body confirming to me that she did have very small boobs but I did not care as her nipples in the centre of small but very prominent aureoles where always hard and pertly provoking me. She refused to have me remove her panties and always had her legs together when I fondled her through the fabric of her garments. I got rid of my briefs several times but she I could sense that she did not like it when I tried to wriggle my dick between her legs even when covered. Because she did not touch my dick she also did not know that I did only have very short pubic hair as I had shaved myself down there some weeks before we met.
Her prudish behavior did not cool our friendship for some time as I saw it as a result from her upbringing, her family may have been rich but its background was a very rigid and strict religious environment. My family was already more liberal and that is why I introduced her to my family without getting to know hers.
After about half a year I got impatient however with her refusal to get to the next stage in our love making, which did not really deserve the name up to the and I made her an ultimatum. I wanted to pet wit her naked, promising her also that I would not press her to let me fuck her if she did not want it. She looked hurt but also with a strange understanding expression in her face. She said she had to think about and while she thought about it we should not see each other for a month. I did not see why she had to think such a long time but I agreed.
After a month I got back to her apartment and she greeted me with her irresistible smile and had me sit on her couch (not the bed). She also had coke and rum ready, my favorite drink at the rime and started to talk. She said that she had her reasons for not seeing me for a month and that she had planned to use that month to create a distance between us in order to end our affair. During the month however there was one big fault in her plan, she was not able to detach herself from me and the longer the month lasted to surer she was trhat she really loved me.
I can tell you that I was flattered but she continued by asking me if I was serious, whether I loved her too. Slightly taken aback I had to admit myself that I loved at that moment but I did not know whether that would last forever. "Important is" she said "whether you want to give it a serious try". When I hesitatingly confirmed that I would she continued to say that her reason not to get more intimate with me was not religion but because she was different.
I did not understand I word and forgot also to drink my rum and coke as she stood up and slowly started to undress. When she came to her panties she hesitated and when I looked up I saw two big blue sad pleading eyes on the verge of tears. I had the strange impression that she was screaming for help. At that moment I was sure that I could spend my life with her.
The next moment that certainty was shattered. As she got her panties down over her hips I first saw hairless pubes and when she opened her legs ever so slowly a hairless dick came into sight hanging limply between her legs. I sat open mouthed. My dick that was getting an erection during her striptease seemed to burst out of my briefs one moment and than when realization hit what I saw it went limp. I was slowly getting up and all I wanted was to get to the door away from this freak who asked me with tears rolling down along her cheeks to stay and talk. I got out.
That evening I strayed the town not able to think straight. Several times I had to sit down because I was afraid that my legs would give away. What had happened to me? I had been together with a man for more than six months, I had kissed him, I had fondled him, we had walked together with arms around our hips and I even introduced him to my family. What would they say and what would my friends say. I knew what queers were, in my society at that time they were outcasts, was I now one of them. But during all these considerations I had a face etched internally in my mind, a face with big blue pleading eyes. A face I loved!
That night I was not able to sleep tossing and turning in my bed and the following days were not much better. My mother sensed that something was wrong and asked me about it. I could tell her that I had had a fight with Toni and she smiled understandably. A part of the dilemma was that I could absolutely speak with nobody. Today everything is easy there is telephone (imagine at that time we did not have one) the people are much more liberal and there is the internet. If you have nobody to talk to you can ask the internet. I could have googled for information on girls with dicks and whether it was OK to love them (on second thought I do not think I would even get an answer today to that question).
On my long walks in the city I was ever drawn more to a certain street and a certain house. After one month spying on Toni's front door I saw her. I just had a fleeting sight of her face as I did not want to be seen by her and I saw red teary eyes and when she walked away from me I could see that shoulders sagged. From behind she seemed aged for years during the month we had not seen each other.
After that experience I made a decision to write her a letter of which I still can remember the text:
"Toni
I saw you the other day and I saw a girl that I loved, although you did not look very well which as probably also in part my fault for which I am honestly sorry.
I also have had a difficult time not knowing what happened to me, I was together with someone with an angelic face, with legs made in heaven and with breasts the way I like them.
But then on that evening when you spread your legs I saw no heaven but hell.
Maybe it is my education that I first thought was to get away from the freak.
Now four weeks later I still get butterflies in my stomach when I think about you, but I see only your face, I still have grave problems with your genitals.
Still I want to talk with you, be with you, kiss you and maybe, only maybe I can learn to accept you as you are.
Please give me an answer also when the answer is no.
Matt."
I personally put the letter I her mailbox and waited. I had not wait very long because 3 days later there was a letter in the mail for me. When I opened it I read:
"You can come anytime you want, I will be there."
It took me until the weekend to go to her apartment. Standing at her front door I had the butterflies and when she opened I felt my cock stirring. She was wonderful, having more make-up accenting those beautiful eyes even more, wearing shorts and a blouse that was knotted on her stomach leaving free a view on her navel. A figure that probably 90 of the girls her age would be jealous of.
She invited me in seated me on the couch got me my rum and coke and started talking.
As long as she could remember she always had an urge to dress like a girl. She had two sisters one older with one year and one younger by three years. In the beginning the family found it amusing when Anton dressed up in his sister's clothes but when he got older a ban was laid on such games. Still Anton secretly continued to dress up in his sister's clothes and was lucky for a long time that nothing was discovered. Probably this was because his sister secretly was sympathetic with him. When he was twelve however his parents came home when he was in full ornate in the living room.
Needless to say that after that there were severe restrictions, he was sent to the doctor and the doctor had informed him that his parents even considered having him on hormones to get him back to normal. Since that information Anton behaved and finished elementary school and went to high school.
On the high school in a university town there were many children coming from much more liberal families and that is how Anton met Marcel. Marc was homo sexual which was accepted by his parents. They even became lovers as Anton was attracted very much to boys although Marcel told him that he did not have the feeling to be with a boy when the were together especially not when they got intimate. Logically Anton told him about his addiction to girls' clothes and about the way his family had reacted to that. When Marcel heard about the problems his new friend had he talked with his parents about it.
On one of the next stays with Johnsons he was involved by the parents in a discussion about his problems. They heard him out patiently and at the end Marcel's father told him that the problems he had were probably beyond his control and he asked him also whether he would agree to talk with a doctor that specialized in such matters who also had treated Marcel.
Anton grabbed the possibility with both hands and went to see the therapist. After a long talk and some tests the doctor told him that indeed his addiction was out of his control as he had a surprisingly low level of masculine hormones instead his level of the female kind was comparable to that of a woman. Anton was confused and devastated; because as a 16 year old there was no way she could get away from his parents.
Following was a time in which he frequently stayed with Marcel's parents. During these stays he could start his journey into womanhood, always helped by Marcel who found the whole situation cool and interesting.
One of the happiest times in his life came when the Johnsons proposed that Anton would accompany them during holiday to Greece. Formal visits to Anton's parents took place who readily accepted the proposal as Mr. Johnson as a professor beyond any suspicions whatsoever.
The holiday was heaven. Anton was allowed to be a 16 year old girl for three weeks. Together with the family and Marcel Antonia roamed the Peloponnese and loved the evenings at the beach promenade terraces where she would wear her outfit that she wore today and to relish the hungry looks she got from passing boys and men.
When he became eighteen the big showdown took place as she left the just started collage for a job as a hairdresser. The Johnson family tried to talk her out of it but she was sure, she needed the job to be able to live on her own. The family did not want her to change to an out of town college so this was her solution.
During her first year alone she was really alone and cried a lot, she visited the Johnsons regularly but as Marcel was away to collage abroad these visits became less and less. She tried to get friends and found a good one among her colleagues after a wile however this girlfriend found a boyfriend and the contacts became less and less. She did get offers from boys but was always afraid to accept them because she heard the stories that normally boys were only interested in getting into her panties.
And the she met me, after our first encounters where I was just friendly and did not urge her to much to get upstairs she developed a liking for me that got deeper with time. After my ultimatum she really tried to get me out of her system but I did not work.
"Now you know everything" she said to me. She also told me that when I just wanted to be her friend she would accept that and I told that I really wanted to start from there. Just being friends.
We were a pair again I even invited her home again as my parents kept asking whether my friendship with Toni was still flourishing. AS I could not say no she became a regular visitor ton the parental house.
I had a rather big circle of friends and Toni was the most sexy and seductive girl in that circle. Probably many of my friends secretly envied me because of her and I was a sexual hermit but one that was the focus of a very seductive woman and therefore it did not take long before we got back to our kissing again. However with reversed roles I was now the one who wanted to keep his briefs on.
Our discussions however were ever more centered on sexuality. She asked me whether I masturbated which I admitted. The next day she said that she could do the masturbating for me. She had me by the balls of course as I could not say no and I was undressed. I mean to masturbate alone is one thing to have a girl do the job for you is completely different. She had me lying on my back and started to use her hands on me and knowing what men liked she put the pressure on it in such a way that my cock head become sore and ever more sensitive. Every time however when I was short before an orgasm she slowed down.
When it was obvious that I could not hold o much longer she took my dick in her mouth and now squeezed my cock head with her lips and tongue. When I came it was an explosion I felt I coming from all the most outer parts of my body, building up when these incredible feelings became stronger during their journey the center of my body, which was now my penis. I went rigid, my whole body shivered as a first jet of cum shot out of my penis and than the most unbelievable thing happened when this beautiful girl between my legs started to suck the cum already there and the next ejaculation right out of my penis. It seemed as if she drained me from all cum I was able to make in my life. Groaned and I heard myself call her name.
As soon as I felt that these orgasms subsided I felt her body touched mine all over and I felt her lips in mine. I also felt a sticky faintly sweet substance in my mouth and realized that I tasted and swallowed my own cum and I did not care.
After that evening her seduction efforts were even intensified. Talking our first sexual experience together I had to admit of course that she was welcome to repeat that and time she wanted. That was however not what Toni had in mind she asked my whether I would take her in from behind. I was again taken as I knew of course that women also wanted to be taken that way so it would not be a gay practice.
When I agreed she excused herself and after some time in the bathroom she came back naked. In my growing lust I had forgotten that I would not be able to fuck her that ways with panties on that covered her own dick. But it was too late now to change my mind and I felt her up between her butt avoiding to touch her ball sack and dick that were visible between her legs and a dick that was erected now. I also had a hairless dick but seeing that with another person makes me horny without end. I had her stick her butt up to me and started to take her doggy style.
My cock which was carefully oiled by Toni was in pushing at her star hole and I was met considerable resistance only very slowly I got my cock head in and when it passed the star hole it snapped as if to imprison the head, it even hurt. Toni was moaning hoarsely telling me: "Yes Matt, give me more, give me more make me a woman." Because the cock head is the part of the penis with the biggest diameter the rest of the entrance was comparably easy. I felt so great, I had fucked only two times before but this whole was so narrow so grabbing me and when started to move in and out Toni moaned louder.
My movements that were prudently in the beginning became wilder and wilder and Toni increased that movement by trashing around on the bed. My balls slapped against the bridge between her star hole and the base of her penis and after some gorgeous minutes an even more gorgeous orgasm followed. Rolling away from each other but instantly seeking each other again we laid panting and kissing and she whispered to me "Thank you for making me a woman at last."
With these two practices we enjoyed each other the coming months and both of us seemed insatiable. Still I never had touched her cock and she did not talk much about at least not for the time being.
Some time later she asked me whether I did not want to fuck her face to face, when she asked she was lying naked on the bed with hands cupping her boobs and her legs a little bit spread. I was standing in front of the bed and being a seventeen year old boy I was no match for this nineteen year old being that did not seem to be real because the 100% female body was crowned with an erect hairless penis which did not belong there but which I had come to know as a centre of lust.
After observing her for only seconds I decided that I wanted to have everything of this creature, which meant that I also had to possess her dick. I kneeled before the bed and without any warning I put her cock head in my mouth. She gasped with surprise and I had my first real taste of Toni. I slowly lowered my head on her until I swallowed all of her dick. My hands tickled her balls and I started to massage this rod with my tongue and teeth. Toni cried out for joy and lust and much sooner as I really wanted her body became rigid. The body stiffness that came before an orgasm and then she exploded in my mouth.
I barely succeeded to swallow her first stream when a second and a third hit me. I swallowed I licked but could avoid that some of this nectar was spilling out of my mouth. When her body slacked I crawled on top of her and we devoured the last of her cum together in an everlasting kiss that sealed out love in a very special way. A love that would keep us together for a very long time but that is altogether another story.
This is the end of this story. I would have liked it to be longer but at this point I thought it more important to give it to you. Any comments positive as well as negative are welcome at leanbabz@yahoo.de