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Authors name: The Gay Ghost
Story title : Francine St. Claire: Sex Gueen
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Francine St. Claire: Sex queen.
by The Gay Ghost
"Hey, Mom!" I called.
"Yes John?" she replied from the other side of the
bathroom door.
"Can you get me a towel?" I replied. I had a bad habit
of forgetting to bring a towel with me when I took a
shower. Occasionally, I would have to call for my mom
to get me one.
One thing about me, is that I've always been turned on
by the thought of being watched, I guess I'm an ex-
hibitionist. This isn't an incest story (sorry folks)
but the thought of my mom seeing me naked in the shower
was exciting to me. The idea of my own mother seeing
my cock and my nuts was a huge turn-on.
So to appease this reoccuring fantasy, I opened the
shower curtain. Although she wouldn't be able to see
me if she just stuck her hand in, which she certainly
would, she would be able to see my reflection in the
bathroom mirror.
It happened exactly as I planned, and I smiled when I
realized how long her eyes had lingered on me.
The sad truth, however, is that women don't find me
very attractive. It's not that I'm ugly, in fact, I
have perfectly clear skin. I'm clean. I'm a little
skinny, but can be a very charming person.
So why don't girls like me?
I know why, it's because I'm very, very, very girlish.
I have long, sensuous legs like a woman. I have wide
hips like a woman and my face is very feminine. My
hands and arms are quite dainty. I don't mind it too
much that women don't like because I'm gay!
At the time of this story, I was sixteen years old and
it was the summer after my junior year in high school.
It had passed by pretty uneventfully. The disappoint-
ing thing was that I hadn't had sex all year! Although
this gave me time to explore other aspects of my sex-
uality. (I enjoyed looking at pictures of naked
children, people having sex with animals and of course,
cross-dressing.)
Cross-dressing was my true passion in life. It was my
life! In my mind, when I was alone and dressed, my
name was not John Williams, it was Francine St. Claire:
sex queen.
I stepped out of the shower, tucking my penis between
my legs to examine myself in the mirror for a brief
moment and grabbed my towel. I washed off my body,
curiously exploring my asshole occasionally and put on
an old white T-shirt, red boxer shorts, and blue jeans.
"I'm going grocery shopping," my mom said. "I'll be
back around five."
"Alright," I said, pretending not to care. My brain,
however, said, "YES YES YES YES!!!!!!"
Once Mom was gone for ten minutes or so, I stripped
completely naked. I let the cool air caress my body
as I stroked my nipples and tickled my dick. A gasp
escaped my lips as I ground my legs together. I needed
a man's hot cock in my butt-hole! I had no problems
walking around the house naked, despite the fact that
several houses could see into ours. Like I said before,
I liked being watched.
Slowly, carefully, I sneaked into my sister's room.
She was away at college, but she had left many of her
clothes here. I was in a state of extreme sexual
excitement when I entered her room.
My sister was one of the few women in the world who I
wanted to fuck. We'd played around when we were younger
and had felt each other up. We'd gone through the
kissing stage, but never any further.
I opened one of her drawers and took out a pair of red
satin thong panties with a matching bra. I put the bra
on and clasped it behind my back. I took a moment to
admire the small pink rose that connected the two cups.
She was a C-cup, but it didn't matter to me. I pulled
the panties up until they were on comfortably. I looked
at my ass in the mirror. The back really left nothing
to the imagination.
I took a moment to admire my sexy tight butt before
moving on. I walked over to her closet and took out a
tiny silver dress. If I had cleavage, it would have
showed very much of it. The dress stopped just below
my panties. My penis left a small bulge in the dress.
I stopped to look at myself in the mirror. Here I was:
a sixteen-year-old boy dressed in his sister's sexiest
dress and most revealing panties. I could just picture
a long line of boys waiting to jump me. Back in the
days when all my friends were curious, I was the neigh-
borhood slut. If any guy was interested in seeing
another boy naked or maybe touching them, I was the one
they looked for.
I was too horny right then to go through with the whole
ritual. Usually, I would also put on her stockings, a
garter belt, high heels, make-up, jewelry, and fix my
hair. But I couldn't do it now. I was too excited
about trying something that I had just discovered the
day before.
I smiled as I looked at myself in the mirror. I spoke
in my most feminine, sexiest voice, "Hi there honey.
I'm Francine St. Claire. Do you wanna fuck me? All
the boys wanna fuck me. Ooooh, yes. Fuck me so hard."
I smiled at myself coyly and turned away.
I lifted up my sister's mattress and found it. Eight
inches long, two inches wide, made of pink plastic; it
was my sister's dildo. It was much bigger than mine,
which I'm ashamed to say is a little small. The thought
of a cock that big made me so horny. I couldn't help
myself as I shoved it in my mouth.
The dildo reeked of my sister's cunt juices. I licked
it up and down, pretending it was a boy's dick. This
boy would make a woman out of me. I managed to fit
all eight inches of the dildo in my mouth, covering
the thing with my hot saliva. I began to rub my cock
through my panties as I sucked it. Once it was proper-
ly lubricated, I lay down on my sister's bed.
I pulled my panties off and through them to the side.
I lay on my back and lifted my legs high in the air.
The wet, slimy dildo found its way to my butt-hole. I
rubbed my "pussy" very slightly, moaning at the tingl-
ing sensation.
Clutching my cock with my right hand, I slipped the
dildo in very slightly. I gasped in pain as the head
entered my butt. Soon, this pain was replaced by
pleasure.
I remembered what it was like to be ass-fucked, al-
though never by something this big. Slowly, holding
my breath, I stuck all eight inches into my butt. I
cranked it up and down, each time getting faster and
faster as the huge shaft penetrated my small, girly
butt. As I rammed it in, I began to jerk my penis.
As the dildo went in faster and faster, so I jacked
off faster and faster.
Eventually, I shot a huge load of cum on my sister's
bed. I pulled the dildo out. It was filthy. Completely
covered in my shit, I knew I would have to clean it
before putting it back.
I smiled and inserted the dildo in my mouth once again.
It tasted horrible, but I couldn't stop licking my own
shit off it. Once it was completely clean, I put the
dildo back under my sister's bed. I sat up and smiled
to myself.
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