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More Than a Decorator - 1
by ITMA (434@talktalk.net)
***
A bisexual crossdresser meets up with a bisexual woman
and moves her into his family home after his parents are
killed in a road accident. They are soon helping the
neighbours with their sexual problems - many and varied
- including a priest that likes little boys - and they
enjoy themselves whilst doing it. (Mb, MMFF, ped, bi,
cd, ws, beast, orgy)
***
-= CHAPTER ONE =-
As I finished my meal and settled down with a coffee, my
mobile-phone rang and the conversation ended with me
arranging to visit a neighbour's house the following
day, to give her an estimate for some decorating that
she wanted doing. Because she works in her beauty-salon
during the day, I went round just after 5pm, and the
door was answered by a young woman I've known for years
as Anne Cardwell.
She's small and slim – verging on the petite, about 30,
with a lovely face, shoulder-length dark hair, and a
pair of 36b tits, surmounted by two beautifully erect
nipples – no doubt brought to that state of arousal by
her answering the door whilst wearing a thin, white
satin blouse in the cool evening air. Once inside.
I had to try really hard not to stare at her erect
nipples, as they were continuing to push hard up against
the thin material of her blouse, the obvious bumps they
were making, telling me that either she wasn't wearing a
bra, or the one she had on was an unpadded or made of
lace or some other lightweight material? Whatever the
explanation.
I was glad to be sitting down, mainly because my cock
was semi-hard and was now making a very noticeable bulge
in the front of my jeans! As she told me what work she
wanted me to do, it became apparent that it was going to
be quite a large job, involving papering and glossing
all three bedrooms, stairway and landing, and the
entrance-hall. So to cut a long story short, we went up
to survey the job and sort out some other details of
what else was to be done, before finally agreeing an
approximate finishing time and price. When we went back
downstairs.
Anne told me she'd recently gotten divorced and the
house was her settlement. I replied that with living so
close, I'd heard about her divorce and I was only here
to decorate her house, but she could tell me any of her
problems in complete confidence if she wanted to, and I
would try to help her – for which she thanked me.
"I shouldn't be getting in your way because I'll be at
work most of the time – but will no doubt come home
early if work allows." she explained, "So, feel free to
make yourself a coffee whenever you want one – the
things are in the kitchen. Oh, and will you keep Barney
in the kitchen for me, please?"
"Don't worry, I'll look after him and will let him out
for a pee if he wants to go!"
I assured her, "The first couple of days will be taken
with me preparing and repairing the woodwork and walls
for the paper and paint, so it might look as if I've not
been doing much for a while, but then things will really
seem to happen!"
What I didn't tell her, was that there would also be
things happening that I'd no intention of letting her
know anything about! Now, allow me to tell you about
myself and also explain exactly what I meant by my last
statement.
I'm single, 32 years old, and live in a large detached
house that was left to me following the death of my
parents in a car-crash. It's surrounded on all sides by
a large beech-hedge that shields it completely from
prying eyes, and is situated in the midlands as part of
a small hamlet of fifteen similar houses. It's from
there that I run my one-man business as a painter and
decorator.
The beauty of the house and garden set-up, is that I can
arrive and depart in my car or van without being seen,
once I'm inside the protective security main-gates. This
allows me to enjoy wandering around totally-naked or
'alternatively' dressed, without any fear of being
accused of 'flashing' or me being seen by anyone outside
– but more about that in a minute or two!
Decorating, whilst sometimes being left alone all day in
someone else's house, can be a god-send for one of my
main interests – as Anne's may turn out to be?
My real name's Robin, and as far as my sexuality is
concerned, I've been a bisexual since puberty, and am a
totally dedicated crossdresser – frequently spending an
evening at home or out for a drive in my car whilst
dressed totally as a woman and calling myself Suzy, the
name I use when dressed as a female.
I've no preferences as to the sex of a partner I happen
to be with, and have performed many seriously deviant
sexual acts, and have also done many way-out sexual
things with partners of both sexes in my time.
Fortunately for me and my chosen type of lifestyle, I'm
rather slight in build and stature – about a dress-size
of 10 - 12, with a slightly high voice that serves
perfectly okay for me every day as a male, but is also
totally acceptable when I raise the pitch and use it for
when I'm dressed and making love as a female.
To add weight to the deception of me sometimes being a
female, I've also successfully managed to learn all of
the female mannerisms and use them when I'm dressed and
making love as Suzy. Coupled with my love of 'being' a
female, I am also an addict to wearing women's sexy
undies whilst making love with a guy and taking the role
of the woman. This is where my job sometimes feeds my
addiction and allows me to experience the tremendously
high sensual feelings I get whenever I'm wearing another
woman's undies instead of my own!
Hell, I can't remember how many 'personal toys' and sets
of other women's sexy undies I've been fortunate to wear
and use without their knowledge or permission when I've
been decorating their homes – but it must be at least 40
or 50!
You'd think sexy undies all felt the same, but the sense
of 'naughtiness' that's added because they're not always
my own undies that I wear, makes them feel really
special!
As well as me sometimes wearing another woman's sexy
undies without their permission, there are other things
I've done in the past, which have satisfied my cravings
to perform really deviant sexual acts. Without giving
too much away, let's just say that I have found that
there are many things hidden in bedside drawers,
wardrobes, or under the bed, and I have to admit that
I've 'borrowed' some of them for an hour or two – not
all of them fit for describing to people who have an
inflexible sex-life or a blinkered outlook towards sex –
so you've been warned!
I told Anne that I'd start her job sometime the
following week and that I would ring her or pop round to
see her and confirm the date.
As I settled into my chair about half an hour later, I
felt really horny as I thought about what I could do
when Anne was out at work and I was left alone at her
place.
In fact, I felt so horny, I decided to go out for a walk
in the gathering gloom to see if I could meet anyone
willing to have some fun? But this wasn't going to be
just any old walk – my walks sometimes mean that I'm
dressed as and look like Suzy, but I'm wearing only my
undies under my lightweight raincoat as I walk through
the village and take a 2 mile circular route along the
country lanes until I arrive home again.
I call them 'nudie-walks' and as I stroll through the
park, there are places where I stop and sit down on the
benches. Once settled, I usually let the bottom of my
raincoat fall open a little so's my stocking-tops and
naked thighs can be seen by anyone coming towards me –
but I make sure I can easily and quickly cover myself up
if I want to.
What I really like to 'accidentally' expose, is my
beautiful pair of 36b tits – the splendid result of a
course of female hormones I took a few years ago when I
went to the U.S. to see a plastic surgeon someone had
told me about, that was more 'relaxed' with gender-
reassignment procedures, and would readily prescribe a
course of female hormones to supplement the surgical-
implants I was to have. I deliberately chose a small
size to match my stature, and happily ended up with a
beautiful pair of 36b boobs that look so natural, you
would never know they were actually implants – and
because they aren't too big, I can easily hide them
under a woolly jumper.
At first, I thought about using the much cheaper false
boobs that a lot of crossdressers wear inside a special
'pocket-bra'.
But the beauty of having surgical-implants, is that I
can feel exactly the same as a woman, if someone touched
her real tits! So it'll come as no surprise to the
reader when I say that I also unbutton the top of my
raincoat and allow anyone walking past me to get a good
look at my natural cleavage.
In case you're wondering, nothing has changed
'downstairs' and everything is in perfect working order
– which has sometimes been seen by passers-by that have
sat down beside me and slid their hand up along my
nylon-clad thighs, before curling their fingers around
my rigid 6 inch cock – a task made much easier for them,
because of me never bothering to wear panties or
knickers. So, to explain things properly, I should tell
you when and how I got interested in becoming and acting
more feminine, and some of the things I used to do – as
far back as me being only 9yrs old.
The furthest back I can remember anything sexual
happening to me, was when I about 9 or 10 when I used to
play truant from school and stay at home. Although it
was much better than being brain-washed at school on how
to be a good Roman Catholic, I soon got bored and
started to search though the cupboards and drawers to
see what I could find?
The most interesting things always seemed to be in my
mum's drawers of clothing and underwear, and although I
didn't know why, it always seemed to end up with me
having a wank, (at that age – it was a 'dry' one)! Of
course, curiosity soon got the better of me, and I
started trying on some of my mum's undies.
Looking back, her undies were more functional than sexy,
but I didn't know any different at the time and soon
found out that I had a much better orgasm when I was
wearing her stuff! After searching through her undie-
drawer one day, I stumbled across a peculiar stretchy
belt thing – although it didn't exactly appear to be a
normal belt, as it was an endless loop that was made of
a very thin white elasticized material, with two short
lengths of material with white 'anchor-shaped' hooks
stitched opposite each other! I later found out that it
was in fact, a sanitary-belt for when she was using her
Dr White's sanitary towels – although I'd no idea what
they were either?
It wasn't until one day, I found this belt under her bed
and saw that it was still attached to a blood-soaked
sanitary towel! Only then did I realise what it was used
for!
The next time I found it there, it was a useful addition
to the 'sexy' stuff of my mum's I was wearing, and I can
distinctly remember standing in it and pulling it up
really tight around my waist so's her cold and wet, used
sanitary towel was pressed hard up against my ass! Then,
with me wearing a pair of her lemon lacy panties and a
half-slip, I walked around the house – sporting a
terrific hard-on which made a large bump in the thin
white front of her nylon half-slip.
This must have had some deep-rooted but unknown meaning
to me, because all these years later I can still clearly
remember pressing my legs together on her used sanitary-
towel, as I frantically wanked myself and made the blood
seep freely from it, to not only spread all over my
thighs, groin, cock and balls, but also over her lemon
panties and white nylon half-slip.
Needless to say, I spent that afternoon washing and
drying them.
But what I've just described, doesn't explain why I
still like having a 'nudie-walk' through the village
itself, the park and along the country lanes near my
home.
I was about 10 when I had my first 'full-wank' which
resulted in a very watery ejaculate being spurted from
my cock when I came. This rapidly developed to the
proper sticky, white stuff that I've now become so used
to seeing – and tasting!
Mum used to send me off to 7 o'clock mass every Sunday
morning at 0630, or to the 7 o'clock evening mass at
1830. This involved a walk of a mile and a half each way
in the dark during the winter months – so I used it to
my advantage!
When I was 10, I was still in short pants and kept
myself as warm as I could by wearing a dark brown
overcoat that my mum had bought me from a catalogue.
This overcoat was made of some manmade material or
other, and had 2 quite deep side-pockets, and also a
slit at each pocket opening so's you could reach inside
to your pants pockets without opening the overcoat and
letting the warm air escape.
Because of my newfound and rapidly growing interest in
sexual things, I quickly found that these very
convenient slits served another purpose – whilst
appearing to have your hands in your pockets, you could
unbutton the flies of your pants and either hold or wank
your now exposed cock – without anyone becoming any the
wiser!
So I decided to put it to the test, and whilst sitting
at a pew that was near to the back of the church, I
placed my hands on my lap and secretly undid one of the
buttons of my overcoat! I then slid my hands through the
slits, instead of sliding them into my pockets – as it
would've appeared to any casual onlooker.
Under cover of my fastened overcoat – even though there
was a woman sitting either side of me, I secretly undid
a few of my flies buttons and took out my semi-hard cock
– gently wanking it without either of them suspecting a
thing! And when we had to stand for the blessing
(whatever good that did anyone?)
I stood between these 2 women with my cock poking out of
the front of my coat! On numerous other occasions, if I
was between 2 women, I'd undo the buttons of my
overcoat, so that my cock was completely exposed, but
actually hidden by my hands resting over it! Then, when
we stood up, I simply stood with my hands by my sides,
and the open front and sides of my overcoat hung forward
– forming a shield from anyone's eye that were actually
alongside me.
If anyone viewed me from the front, they would've been
able to see 4 inch of rigid 10yr old cock jutting out
towards them! There was a slight variation to be had a
little later on in this position and situation, a
variation that improved things tremendously – but I'll
come to that in the next chapter.
-= CHAPTER 2 =-
As time went on, I fine-tuned some of the things that I
did whilst wearing my overcoat – taking a few more risks
perhaps, but enjoying it immensely – in fact, I actually
started to look forward to going to church every Sunday!
I can't remember what I was doing at the time this idea
entered my head, but I do remember thinking that if I
enjoyed walking to church and back – meeting some people
as I walked along the road – not forgetting that I'd
hopefully be standing next to a different woman every
week in church with my cock lewdly sticking out of my
shorts – then why not take the shorts out of the
equation, so that all I had on under my overcoat, was my
shirt! All I had to do, was to work out how to remove my
pants before going to church, and then being properly
dressed again when I returned home? The solution soon
became apparent...
When leaving, I always went out the back way and into
the back-alley.
It was always dark at that time, with no-one about – so
I wouldn't be seen.
There was a privet hedge and low wall on the opposite
side of the back-alley that
formed the side of the front garden of the house
opposite.
I could remove my pants whilst pretending to use the
outside toilet, and place a polythene bag in the hedge
to put my pants in before rolling it up and placing
it back inside the hedge.
Upon returning home, I could retrieve my pants and go
into the house.
It worked like a dream!
I walked to church without doing anything, because I was
scared that I might get too turned-on and maybe toss
myself off before I was hopefully standing next to a
woman or two in church for 45 minutes with my cock
sometimes totally exposed before walking home –
completely naked from the waist down!
And to give me maximum arousal, I ended up by standing
next to a mother and daughter! The tingling of raw
sexual-arousal, mixed with the added sensations of me
feeling incredibly 'naughty' and horny, because I'd my
cock out whilst standing next to a woman in church, is
truly indescribable! I felt my cock rapidly stiffening
as I wondered what the mother would say if she knew that
her daughter's hand was about 10 inches from my exposed
cock.
I became suddenly aware that because my cock had grown
so hard, it was now jutting up and out at an angle, so's
my purple knob-end was now totally exposed to the world
as it pushed up against the front of my overcoat and
forced the unfastened flaps apart. Several times during
that long three quarters of an hour in church.
I felt like I was about to have an orgasm – without even
touching my exposed cock, such was the intense feelings
of pleasure and sheer horniness I felt – but this was
the nearest time I ever got to nearly coming
accidentally! I didn't think she'd seen anything, but I
do remember that my heart was hammering against my chest
as I dropped my hands down and clasped them in front of
me.
Later on, during the last 3 glorious years that I was
still in short pants, I became more daring, and
frequently flashed in church – mainly to young girls or
women, and I was almost certainly seen on several
separate occasions by one young girl and 3 young women,
when through the corner of my eye, I saw them repeatedly
but covertly, staring at the front of my coat. Even if I
was seen, nobody ever said anything, so I got away with
it – but back to the first time I ever went without
pants...
The Mass seemed to last forever, which gave me time to
button up my overcoat.
As the priest left the altar, I felt both highly
relieved and yet very much on edge as we all finally
made our way outside, where it was still quite dark and
gently raining for my 1½ mile walk home – which didn't
bother me in the slightest.
Whist still on the streets and in the town, I unfastened
a couple of buttons and slid my hands inside my overcoat
to secretly play with my naked cock as I walked along.
Then, as I turned to walk down the steep hill that led
to the road to my village, I became much more daring and
let my knob-end lewdly poke through the gap in the front
of my coat, with me sliding my hand back and forth as I
gently wanked myself!
Still amongst the buildings in the town, but approaching
the outskirts, I could see a woman walking towards me
with her umbrella held down against the wind.
Banking on the fact that she wouldn't lift it up and see
my knob-end poking out of my coat, I decided to brazen
it out, and deliberately left it totally exposed!
With her high-heels clip-clopping on the pavement, I saw
to my horror that she did indeed move her umbrella away
and over to one side of her, so as not to catch me with
it when we passed. Can you imagine how I felt when we
literally brushed up against each other when we did
pass? Feeling much more courageous and full of bravado
because of what'd just happened.
I threw caution to the wind and undid the remaining
buttons of my overcoat before sliding both hands inside
and thereby letting it fall completely open to totally
expose my nudity to anyone that was approaching me!
Luckily, the wind was behind me, so I wasn't even
getting wet – and even if I had, because it made me feel
so sexy, I would still have left it totally undone to
flap open!
I only met one more person before reaching home – it was
another woman, but much younger than the last. This time
the pavement was a little wider, and I reasoned she'd
keep her umbrella up in front of her, so once again – I
left my coat to flap wide open.
As she got nearer and nearer, I held the front of my
overcoat over halfway-open by pushing outwards with my
elbows as I brazenly wanked on my now totally exposed,
rigid cock! With me totally nude and exposed from my
belly to my ankles, we got closer and closer..., and
then she dropped her umbrella to look over the top and
see if there was indeed someone else on the footpath!
I'm sure my heart momentarily stopped as she looked
directly at me for what seemed to be much longer than a
casual glance and to see how much room there was to pass
before she raised her umbrella for us to pass each other
– still with me holding my coat wide open!
After a few seconds, I summoned up enough courage to
turn round and look at her.
I don't know what I expected to see, but what I did see,
was that she too had turned round and was looking back
at me! To this day I can't explain what happened next?
I turned to face her and brazenly held my coat open as
wide as I could so I was completely exposed to her as I
stood on the pavement with my feet apart and started to
openly wank myself! That in itself would've been a risky
thing to do – but I was doing it while she'd stopped
walking and had turned round so's she could watch and
see everything I had and that I was wanking myself for
her benefit as well as my own!
What's more, I couldn't stop and only did so when I felt
my orgasm starting!
Unfortunately, I was still having 'dry' orgasms, so she
couldn't see any cum spurting onto the pavement in front
of me! What she did do, was to stand there watching me
until I stopped wanking and moved my arms so's I could
pull my coat together a little.
Only then did she turn away and walk off, leaving me to
wonder what the hell had just happened? I didn't plan it
– it just happened, and thinking back afterwards, I
shuddered when I realised that even if she had been
offended, there was no way I could've closed the front
of my overcoat – even if I'd wanted to!
It was my first intended full and proper flash, and I
walked home with my coat still wide open, retrieving my
pants and putting them on before going inside.
What I still don't understand to this day, is why I not
only didn't cover myself up when I saw her looking at me
– I even started to openly wank myself as she stood
there and watched me for a good 45 seconds or so! From
then on, I didn't reserve my flashing walks for only
going to church – I would sometimes go out for a walk
round the village and around the suburbs of the town.
These jaunts were mainly done under cover of darkness
but not all were, and some were made during the day,
particularly if it was cold or wet, so's I'd a good
reason to be wearing my overcoat.
I didn't realise it at the time, but looking back, I
think this was about the time I became really interested
in how it must feel to be fucked? Not knowing where to
go to find out, and being only 11yrs old, I wandered
around on the lookout for men on their own – with no
luck. One big difference, was that I could now come
properly and could spurt a satisfying if somewhat watery
large load of cum from my knob-end!
Feeling somewhat dejected because it was only Thursday,
and another 4 days until I could enjoy myself in church,
I found myself sitting in a local park one morning on a
wooden bench. I'd already removed my pants earlier that
morning, in the hope of going into the church to have a
much needed wank, but decided to save it for later.
Without realising it, I'd stretched my legs out whilst
reclining on the bench, and because I was wallowing so
deeply in self-pity, I hadn't noticed that the front of
my coat had parted nearly all the way up to my belly-
button!
God knows how long my cock had accidentally been totally
exposed, but it was soon brought to my attention by a
youngish guy walking past me.
"That's a fair-sized cock you've got there!" he grinned
as he stopped right in front of me and disturbed my
reverie, "Now you've shown me yours, wanna see mine?"
"Err, yes! If you don't mind?" I heard myself saying.
With no more ado, he quickly looked up and down the path
before quickly getting his large cock out of his jeans!
"Go on, touch it!" he said as he took a step closer to
me, "You can have a play with it if you want? Hey, how
about meeting me in the toilets, near the entrance?"
I felt my eyes widening and a grin growing across my
face.
"Mmmm, I'd love to!" I said, surprising even myself as I
reached down and slowly started to toss myself off!
"Ten minutes?" he asked. I nodded briskly and he turned
to walk to the gents toilets.
"Well Robin, this could be a pleasant surprise or
something you might want to forget!" I said out loud as
he disappeared and I stood up to follow him, "Better
fasten your coat up! You've no need to advertise just
now!"
I was soon entering the toilets and saw there were 4
stalls with the last one having it's door closed. So I
walked over and slowly pushed the 4th door open.
I'd the shock of my life when I looked inside and saw
the guy sitting there with his cock sticking up in the
air – dressed totally in women's sexy undies!
"You like?" he asked in a hushed voice.
"You bet I like! I wear my mum's undies whenever I can!
In fact I was thinking of wearing some under my overcoat
when I go to church on Sunday mornings!" I replied
quietly, "But she's got nothing as sexy as what you're
wearing!"
"Hmmm, if you start wearing undies like these, you
really will feel horny!" he replied, "I reckon you'd
need about a size 8. You can get them at that lingerie
shop near the post office. Just tell them that you want
a size 8 black bra and suspender-belt set for your
sister's birthday, but they'll cost you about £3! Then
get some 15 denier nylons elsewhere. But what about now?
What would you like us to do together?"
"I don't know?" I replied truthfully, "Apart from
flashing when wearing my overcoat, all I've done is to
have a wank while I'm wearing my mum's undies! I ...I
think I'd like to be fucked – as though I was a real
woman!"
"Okay, I think I can manage that. But first, how about
me sucking your cock for a few minutes and then you can
suck mine!" he suggested, "I've got a tube of KY with
me."
"What's KY?" I asked.
"A lubrication gel, so's it'll be easier for me to slide
inside you!" he replied, "Now, come closer so's I can
suck that cock of yours for a few minutes!"
I did as he said, and stepped closer to let him lean
forward and take my erect cock into his mouth and begin
sucking me! His mouth felt soft and hot as he slid his
lips up and down the length of my cock, and I really
enjoyed the feeling it gave me!
"I use butter to make it easier when I shove things like
hairbrush handles and the long handle of the toilet-
brush deep up inside myself!" I told him, "But sliding
them deep inside me makes me come a lot quicker –
especially when I'm in mum's undies!"
"Hmmm, you having fucked yourself with something will
make it a lot easier for me to slide inside you without
it hurting you too much! But don't come just yet!" he
said as he pulled off my cock for a moment, "If you feel
yourself coming, let me know!"
I felt his lips sliding up and down my cock once more
and looked down to see how big his cock seemed to me and
wondered if he'd get it all inside me? He then pulled
off me again and quickly started to smooth a load of the
clear gel onto his cock.
"To make it easier for you, get some of this onto your
finger and slide it right up inside your ass!" he told
me, "I'll take my time entering inside you – with it
being your first time! And then, after I've come inside
you, I'll slowly pull out of you and slide one of these
inside you to keep my cum from running out of you,
okay?"
He held up what looked like a very large cigarette.
"It's called a Tampax, and women slide one of these
inside themselves when they're bleeding every month!" he
explained.
"Ahhh, mum uses those towel and belt things!" I told
him.
"Hmmm, they fit outside, and these slide inside!" he
replied, "Okay, you ready?"
I nodded my head and bent over the toilet seat as he
stood behind me – his rigid cock sliding up the crack of
my ass until I felt it pressing against the entrance.
"Now I'm going to take it very slowly and I'll be very
gentle – okay?" he whispered, "If it starts to get
painful, let me know, and I'll stop for a while until
your ass stretches until it's big enough for my cock to
slide further inside you!"
As he put one hand on my waist and guided his cock at my
puckered ring with the other, I straightened my legs and
gently pushed back onto his knob-end – my ring slowly
opening up to accept the bulk of his knob-end!
"Still okay?" he whispered as his knob-end slid a little
further inside me.
I nodded my head and kept pushing back – stopping when
it started to become too uncomfortable. I then felt him
withdraw an inch or so, before sliding back to where
he'd been and easing even more of his cock into me.
"To say you've never been fucked before, you've done
very well! It's now about halfway inside you, so I'll
pull it out and put some more KY on it before I slide
all the way inside you!" he explained.
I felt his cock slowly sliding out with no discomfort at
all, and then stood up to watch him lubricating his
cock, and to take in the actual size of his cock and
also to see just how much I'd had inside me.
"When I enter you again, you'll notice how much bigger
you've gotten, and how much easier it is for me to slide
inside you!" he whispered.
I smiled and turned round and braced myself to accept
his rigid cock once more.
But I was pleasantly surprised when I felt his easily
sliding his cock inside me – just as he'd explained! Now
he'd dilated my outer and inner sphincter muscles, the
rest of his shaft was only mildly uncomfortable, as his
knob-end slid forward and stretched the inner walls of
my ass to accommodate its considerable girth!
"Okay, I'm now all the way inside you! How does it feel
to have a man's cock completely buried inside you for
the first time?" he whispered excitedly, "I'll leave it
where it is for a short time for you to stretch and get
used to its size – and when you tell me it feels okay,
I'll start to slowly fuck in and out of you, and then
speed up if it still feels okay? And now for the best
bit... as soon as I feel myself starting to come, I'll
let you know so's you can enjoy the delicious feeling of
me spurting my cum deep inside you! Let's hope you
really enjoy it, so's you want fucking again and it
won't be the last time you ever get soundly fucked!"
"If I ever meet you again, it won't!" I grinned.
"We can easily make sure we meet again." he said,
"What's your name?"
"Robin, and I'd love for us to meet again!" I grinned,
"What's yours?"
"It's Dave! Okay Robin, we'll sort something out when
we've finished here!" he replied as he started to fuck
in and out of me for a minute or so before he speeded up
a little and buried himself really deep inside me –
making me rock back and forth.
"Would you like to suck me off when you've finished
fucking me?" I asked him as he held onto my hips and
used them to pull himself into me.
"Oh...yes please!" he gasped breathlessly.
I stood there – crouched over with my legs spread wide,
his hands on my hips and my hands on the toilet seat, as
he pushed my whole body back and forth as he started to
really ram his cock into me – him suddenly gasping that
I should be ready, because he was getting very near to
coming and giving me my very first load of cum!
As he continued to fuck me, I could swear that it felt
like his cock and knob-end had noticeably swollen, and I
now felt as if I was completely full of his thrusting
cock!
Then, with a low groan of pleasure, he gasped that he
was going to come!
I could plainly feel his cock throbbing and jerking
inside me as he repeatedly stabbed the massively swollen
cum-spurter into me – his thick and creamy cum giving me
a deliciously 'wet' feeling deep inside my guts as he
thrust his full length into me!
I'd done it! I'd finally done it! I'd finally been
fucked and filled with a guy's cum!
God, how good it felt! I could still feel his cock
inside me – but shrinking slowly as he laid over my back
and fought to regain his breath.
"Well... what d'you think of being fucked and filled
with someone's cum?" he asked as his cock shrank a
little more.
"Is the Pope Catholic?" I replied, "You can fuck me and
fill me with your cum, as often as you like! I feel
absolutely marvellous! I definitely want fucking and
filling again and I can't wait for the next time!"
"Great! I want to talk to you about that in a minute,
but first, I need to insert this Tampax inside you!"
"Oh yeah! I'm really looking forward to this! To think
I'll be walking around with the same thing a woman has
inside her cunt when she's having her period!" I
grinned, "How feminine can a boy get? To have something
so personal as a Tampax inside me all day! One day soon,
I'm gonna be wearing some sexy undies and being fucked
and filled with cum regularly so's I'll have to wear a
Tampax for several days!" I told him.
He then took the Tampax and tore the paper off the
outside before showing me what it looked like, as I
remained bending over to keep his cum safely inside me.
"I'm going to insert the outer tube inside you, and then
push the inner tube into it. This will push the Tampax
deep inside you and I'll then pull both tubes out, which
will leave a little white string dangling from your ass!
Before you go to bed, pull the string and Tampax out of
your ass, because by then, the Tampax will have absorbed
all of my cum and will just be a soggy mess. Flush it
down the loo and make sure it goes down all the way!" he
explained.
I remained bending over the toilet, and felt him pushing
the tube deep inside my ass, and then felt a curious
'full' feeling as he pressed the inner cardboard tube
into the outer one – the Tampax being pushed out of the
inner tube and into my cum-filled ass before he pulled
both tubes out and left a little white string dangling
from me as a reminder of first time ever I was fucked!
"Well, how does it feel to have a Tampax pushed inside
your ass?" he asked.
"I can honestly say it's the most feminine thing anyone
could've done for me!" I beamed, "I'm only 11, but I
know that when I'm older, I'm gonna dress, act, make
love, and live like a woman! I can't wait to wear some
really sexy undies, a wig, make-up and a Tampax for 5
days a month – just like a real woman does!"
"Great stuff! But I think I promised that I'd suck you
off, didn't I?" he said.
"Oh yes!" I answered, "I've never been sucked off
before!"
"Well just spread your legs and let me sit between them
so's your cock's at the right height and I'll do it for
you right now!" he told me.
I did as he said and he quickly sucked my 4 inches into
his mouth as I looked down to take in the erotic sight
of him sitting there with his knees spread wide apart
so's his suspenders were taut and stretched, with his
cock lying between them! It was such an erotic sight, I
soon felt my orgasm rising and told him I was about to
come.
Before I'd chance to warn him again, I was spurting my
cum into his mouth, where he moaned softly and eagerly
swallowed every drop – only letting go of my cock when
he'd not only taken all I could spurt, but after sucking
it clean as well!
"Let me get changed and put my male clothes on over
these undies, then we'll go back to the bench for a
talk!" he suggested as he let my cock slide out of his
mouth,
"So tell me, what was it like being sucked off for the
first time?"
"Again, bloody fantastic!" I replied, "Everything's been
marvellous!"
"And all in all, what was it like to be treated like a
woman earlier? Would you like to do it again?" he asked,
"And what did it feel like to be fucked for the very
first time?"
"I loved it because I felt so feminine! I was actually
treated like a girl and it felt great! Even now I feel
so much more like a female than I've ever done before,
because I can feel that Tampax inside wedged deep inside
me." I explained as we made our way back to the bench.
-= CHAPTER THREE =-
"Would you like to feel that way again?" he asked me as
we sat down.
"Christ, yes! In fact it'd suit me if I could feel that
way all the time!" I replied.
"Okay...! What would you say if I told you that might
come true – a lot sooner than you'd think!" he asked.
"Go on, tell me more!" I replied.
"Okay, let me tell you all that I have to say, and then
you can ask me as many questions as you want!" he said,
"Okay?"
I nodded my approval and sat back to listen to him.
"I have several male friends – and a couple of female
friends, that would really love to meet you very soon,
so that you could do exactly the same things with them
as you did with me earlier – and of course, they'd like
to do the same with you as I did.
But there'd be a slight difference – one that I think
you'll like very much – very much indeed! Y'see, they
also have several friends – friends that also would love
to treat you as a woman, and do all the things that we
did this afternoon! Now these friends that I'm telling
you about, can be quite generous, and they'd think
nothing of paying out for you to have a large selection
of very feminine sexy undies of your own, and that would
also include a selection of wigs and some make-up for
you to wear!
I'd pick you up in the car at a place we'd arranged, and
then I'd drive you to one of their houses and bring you
home later – after you and them had both had a real good
evening! So, what d'you think?" he said finally.
I thought for a few moments before answering.
"And the undies would be mine?" I asked.
"Everything would be yours – to use as you wanted!" he
smiled.
And would they use a Tampax on me afterwards?" I asked.
"If you wanted them to, of course they would!" he said,
"They also might want to try some new things that we
didn't try – but you wouldn't be harmed in any way
because they'd want you to come back and have some more
fun with them, and you wouldn't do that if they'd upset
you in any way!
"Generally, they'd all want to take turns at fucking you
or having you suck them off – 2 or 3 an evening maybe,
but no more unless you wanted more? They might even take
you out some evenings and fuck you outdoors – who knows?
Then, when you're a little bit more experienced and
you've opened up a bit, I know at least two of them
might suggest you letting their dogs fuck you in various
circumstances – but not if you don't want to!"
"Hmmm, Well, I've no problems about being fucked by
their dogs – or sucking them off afterwards – so that's
okay! being fucked by 2 or 3 a night is the answer to a
dream – in fact, they can all line up and fuck me one
after the other if they want to?
"I think my friends are going to be very pleased with
you!" he smiled, "Oh! Just one more thing! Would you
have any objections to you being filmed when you're
having some fun with the others? I don't think anyone
would or could recognise you because of you wearing your
make-up!"
"I've no problems with that at all!" I replied, "None
whatsoever!"
With that he said he'd to go and he thanked me for a
brilliant afternoon.
So I gave him my mobile number and he promised to ring
me as soon as he had some news from his friends. In the
meantime, went home for a well earned rest and to have
my tea. After that, I watched the television before
going up for a bath. Of course, this was the ideal
opportunity for me to remove my Tampax without being
discovered.
I'd never tasted cum before and thought it was about
time I did! I'd a funny feeling I was going to get more
than my fair share of cum in these next few weeks from
his friends, and I was in the prime position of maybe
being able to taste two loads of cum tonight – my own if
I had a wank, and the guy's from the park – if I sucked
on my Tampax? I decided to go for both! I'd take my
Tampax out and get a taste of his cum from that, and as
I got myself excited by tasting somebody else's cum, I'd
have a wank and then be able to taste my own!
So I settled back and sat with my back against the wall
as I reached between my legs and gently tugged on the
little white string that was still dangling from my ass.
It was quite easy to pull out, but felt much bulkier
than when he'd put it in – which meant he'd spurted a
large load of cum inside me earlier.
As I lifted my arm up and tilted my head back, the cum-
soaked Tampax dangled from the length of string and I
readied myself for another new experience – tasting cum!
With my fist rapidly sliding up and down my rigid shaft,
I dangled the sodden Tampax over my face and opened my
mouth wide before slowly lowering it down between my
lips and onto my tongue! As it laid in my mouth, I
closed my lips and squeezed the Tampax up against the
roof of my mouth with my tongue.
I then felt quite a load of something seeping from the
cotton wad in my mouth, and realising it could only be
cum, I rolled it around to get a good taste of it.
With me now repeatedly pressing the used Tampax between
my tongue and the roof of my mouth, I was getting a
really good sample of his cum – and it tasted okay.
Difficult to describe, other than to say it certainly
wasn't a bad taste.
I couldn't wait for a taste of my own, and laid back to
mentally picture the young woman lifting up her skirt
and wanking herself as she watched me having a wank on
the footpath that rainy morning.
I immediately came – even though I'd never seen a
woman's cunt or anything else, so I could only imagine
how the young woman would've looked! This sample was
obviously fresh and therefore of a more viscous nature
as I looked at it in my hand. Deciding not to hang
about, I took the Tampax from my mouth and rolled it in
my hand – liberally coating it with my own cum.
Then I popped it into my mouth and sucked out the
mixture of my cum and the guy's cum from it. It really
wasn't bad – not a world-class alternative to a single
malt, but not bad at all. (and just for the record, in
real-life, I can't stand whiskey).
I went off to bed that night, feeling a lot more relaxed
about meeting the guy's friends, having gotten used to
the taste of another man's cum.
Sunday morning was fairly uneventful but enjoyable
nevertheless! I let my coat fall completely open almost
as soon as I left the porch and crossed the road.
Upon climbing the steep cobbled hill known as 'Old Hall
Brow', I realised there was a group of people just ahead
of me, but it was too dark to make out who they were.
But as they reached the top and stood in the orange
glare of the street-lights, I saw they were a family
group consisting of a mother and her two daughters.
Like when I flashed at the two women with their
umbrellas, the knowledge that I'd my cock out in the
immediate locality of a female, made me feel far hornier
than if I'd been flashing at some guys. So I decide to
leave the front of my overcoat wide open but still stay
behind the group. At first, this puzzled even me, but it
proved to me that I wasn't getting all of the thrill by
knowing a female had just seen my cock, the fact that I
had my cock out whilst being close to a female also
played an important part.
Whatever the psychology, me having my cock out where a
woman could see it if she looked in my direction,
certainly turned me on! Another strange and
indescribable feeling, was that I really wanted to tell
someone I'd been fucked – anyone!
The reader might now be aware that there were a lot of
powerful emotions running round my head – emotions which
would eventually sort themselves out – hopefully.
In the meantime, I was feeling really glad that they
were apparently going in the same direction as me, and
therefore I was going to have a nice, long flash behind
them.
None of them did turn round and see anything, and they
carried on down the road where I turned off to enter my
village, so I guessed they were staying down by the
river in a caravan.
Two days later I'd a phone-call from Dave!"
"Robin? Is it okay to speak?" he began.
"Yeah, no problems!" I replied.
"I've had a word with my friends and they want to see
you and explain some things to you. Are you free
Saturday afternoon at 2pm – where we met in the park ?"
"Sure thing! I'll be there!" I replied.
I felt my stomach turning over with excitement as I rang
off and tried to imagine what they were going to say to
me?
It was 3 days of hell as I waited for Saturday to
finally arrive.
Luckily, it was a nice day, and I told my mum and dad I
was going to see if I could catch some minnows in a
stream – about 2 miles away.
So I set off an hour earlier than I needed to, so as to
lay a false trail.
Sitting in the park on the bench just before 2pm, I saw
Dave walking down the path with 2 other guys that looked
to be in their 40's. I'd been secretly hoping that it
might've been a cold or rainy day, so's I could wear my
overcoat without my pants.
Dave greeted me and introduced his friends as Chris and
Jim when they reached me and sat on the bench.
"Hello... Suzy! I believe you've already had some fun
with Dave, and that it was your first time?" Chris asked
me, "Did you enjoy it and want to do it again?"
"Oooo yes! I grinned, "I don't want to miss out on
something as good as what we did together. It felt
fantastic!"
"And Dave has explained to you that me and Jim – along
with some our friends would like you to join us and see
if you'd have some fun with us as well?" he added.
"Dave's told us all about what you like doing on the way
home from church, and also about you really liking
wearing your mum's undies, and that you like to look and
act like a young woman? I believe he also told you that
if you did decide to come and have some fun with us,
we'd like to kit you out in some women's sexy undies and
things – but in your size, so that you'd look exactly
like a very young woman, and that it would make your
wishes come true!
"Seeing you dressed like that would also turn me and my
friends on tremendously and it would make us all want to
do with you, what you and Dave did together in the
toilets! So, have you any problems with any of us doing
that with you?"
"If you mean you fucking and us doing other sexy things,
I really hope that's what you're talking about, because
that's exactly what I want to do!" I replied.
"So, if 4 or 5 guys wanted to take turns at fucking you,
while another 4 or 5 wanted you to suck them off at the
same time, you'd be okay with that?" Chris asked.
"Oooo, yes please!" I replied eagerly, "I'd love to do
that!"
"How about showing us your cock right now?" Jim said.
I stood up and slid my pants down before starting to
wank myself to full hardness!
"Now, how about showing me what you can do, by sucking
my cock while Dave and Jim keep watch?" Chris asked as
he unzipped his pants and took his cock out.
"You mean until you come in my mouth?" I asked as I
knelt between his splayed legs.
"Yeah, if that's okay?" he replied.
I quickly took his massive knob-end into my mouth and
slid my lips all the way down to his hairs before he
took hold of his cock and started wanking himself as I
sucked hard on his rapidly enlarging knob-end, and in
less than 2 minutes, I felt his shaft thickening and his
knob-end both swelling and getting harder, which told me
he was getting very near to coming!
"Then, with no warning, he suddenly exploded in my mouth
and I'd to swallow quickly to keep it from overflowing!
After 6 or 7 powerful spurts, he slowed down to a stop
and I concentrated on sucking his cock clean for him!
"I think you'll be a great asset to our little group,
Robin!" he gasped finally, as he stuffed his cock back
in his pants, I'll leave Dave to fill you in on the
legalities and stuff, and also arrange for you to come
over one evening next week to be measured for your
undies and stuff! Oh yes, did I hear Dave right when he
told me you'd have no problems with sometimes being
filmed when you're with us – no matter what you were
doing, or having done to you at the time?"
"That's right! If I'm wearing a wig and have some make-
up on, nobody will be able to recognise me anyway!" I
replied, "And I do fully understand that because I'm
only 11, what we'll be doing together, will be strictly
illegal – so, just think of me as a small and rather
petite woman that needs a good fucking, and I'll do the
same!"
"Okay Suzy, have you any questions you want to ask us?"
"Hmmm, there is something I want to know, where do the
women come in and what do I do with them, because I've
never been with a woman before." I explained.
"Actually, I believe you've already met one of our
ladies, and she gave us a glowing report about what you
did!" he smiled, "So don't worry about that, they'll
soon show and tell you exactly what they want to happen
and what they want to do with you!"
"I've met one already? And she liked what I did?" I
mused, "I think you're wrong, I've never... Oh, wait a
minute! That young woman that stopped and watched me
wanking myself in front of her when I was on my way home
from church! Is that who you mean?" I asked, "Mmmm, when
can I come over to your place?"
Both Jim and Chris just smiled.
"If Dave measures you now, it'll only be for a fitting
and to maybe try on a wig, but I guess it could be on
Wednesday night?" Jim replied, "And once the other guys
know you'll be coming, they'll most likely want to meet
you as well."
"Mmmm, especially if you're going to be trying on you
new undies and things." Chris said as he slid his hand
over his crotch, "So try and make an excuse to be out
with your friends or something for about two hours."
With that, Dave took a series of measurements as I stood
there, and handed them to Jim so's they could get on
with ordering my new stuff.
"D'you have to have it all made?" I asked, "Because
somebody's going to be busy!"
"No, we have a self-employed friend that makes full-
sized undies for a living, and because he has the same
interests as us in his spare time, he makes our
'special-sized' undies for us, and actually has a stock
of petite-sized undies already ready and made up at
home." Jim explained, "So, we'll see you very soon for a
fitting!"
-= CHAPTER FOUR =-
"Give me a ring when you're ready, and we'll come over
to you!" Dave told him.
The meeting was over and they walked away, leaving me
and Dave to sort out any snags or hitches we could think
of.
"So, you're soon gonna have your own set of sexy undies
to wear when you're getting fucked or photographed! How
does that feel?" he grinned.
"Horny!" I grinned back at him, "At last, I'm going to
look like a woman when I'm being fucked like a woman!"
"Hmmm, I think that to start with, they might buy you
something like a ½ cup, black lacy bra, with a matching
lacy suspender-belt and 15 denier nylons, lacy black
panties and a wig of your choice!
Of course there'll also be a blouse and a sexy miniskirt
for you to wear, as well as your make-up! Now imagine
how sexy you'd look wearing all that with one of the
guys kneeling behind you with half of his cock buried
inside you, and another kneeling in front of you with
him stuck in your mouth while you're sucking his erect
cock – perhaps with some cum dribbling down your nylon-
clad thighs, and some more dripping off your chin! Mmmm,
how does all that sound?" he asked.
"What d'you think?" I asked, pointing down at the bulge
in the front of my pants.
"Well, how would you feel if I suggested that we go down
to the toilets and get some practice for when you're
with the guys and their women whilst you're dressed in
your sexy undies and making them all feel as horny as
hell?" he said, "You never know, this could be the last
time you'll ever have to imagine what looking like a
woman is like, because you will be dressed like a woman!
Christ, just thinking about it is even turning me on –
look!"
I looked down at his jeans and could plainly see the
distinct outline of his rigid cock underneath them!
"I'll give you two minutes and then follow you down!" I
grinned.
The mental images running through my brain were making
my head spin – which of course had a dramatic effect on
my cock, which by now was actually aching with being
rock-hard for so long! So I set off for the toilets find
him waiting inside in the end stall with a massive hard-
on jutting out from under his suspender-belt – framed
perfectly by his taut black suspenders and black
stocking-tops!
"Actually, I have to tell you something before we start,
Robin!" he said in a whisper, "I hope you don't mind,
but because there will sometimes be two or even more
guys wanting you at the same time on these 'special'
nights, I've invited one of my friends to join us, and
he should be here in a few minutes. When he comes inside
the toilets, he'll whistle part of a song, and if you're
okay with him joining us, I've to whistle some more of
the song back to him to let him know it's okay!
But because there's not much room in here, we'll go back
into the park to a secluded place I know and have some
fun there. If you're not happy with that, I'll just keep
silent and he'll know it's not going to happen! Okay?"
"Yeah! I've no problem with him joining in with us
anyway!" I replied quietly as I got undressed, "In fact
I'm rather looking forward to being with 2 guys!"
"Hmmm, I can tell that you're not lying, by your erect
cock!" he replied.
He then bent forwards and sucked my cock into his mouth
as I laid back against the wall to watch him enjoying
himself.
About 5 minutes later I heard someone approaching, and
the sound of them whistling! Dave pulled off my cock and
whistled back at him before unlocking the door.
A guy then pushed his head inside and nodded at Dave
before he said that he'd go, and meet us there! Wherever
'there' was? We both got dressed and I followed Dave
along the bottom path and into the shade of the trees.
There were some low iron railings between us and the
river on our left, and as the path continued round a
bend, the woods suddenly became off-limits by a long row
of well-established rhododendron bushes which lined the
path.
"See that litter-bin? Go round the back of it and
carefully push through the leaves to a hidden entrance
that leads inside one of the rhododendron bushes!" Dave
explained, "There's plenty of room inside and loads of
branches to either lean or lie on!"
"Hi again! It's okay for me to join you guys then!"
Dave's friend whispered, "I'm Raymond, by the way! And
you must be the Suzy that wants to be treated and fucked
like a woman, just like you were last week by Dave! Well
me and Dave will do our best today, to make sure you
enjoy yourself."
With that he stripped off and I saw that although he
wasn't fully crossdressed like Dave, he was wearing a
black lacy bra with silicone 'falsies' and matching lacy
suspender-belt, with black nylons, under his shirt and
jeans!
"D'you like 'em?" he asked in a hushed voice, "I wear
them nearly every day!"
"Right!" said Dave, "Now we're here, shall we start and
have some fun?"
"Oooo, yes please!" I replied in a hushed voice.
The two of them busied themselves with getting undressed
– well, stripping down to their undies would be more
precise – while I stripped off completely and hung my
stuff over a convenient branch. Raymond's cock was quite
a bit longer than Dave's but it was quite a bit thinner
and had a slight bend to the right – but it was a very
nice cock for all that, and one I was looking forward to
having inside me – at either end!
"Fancy lying back and sucking me for a while, Suzy?"
Raymond asked.
"Mmmm, I'd love to!" I replied.
"I'll see if I can gently bury my cock all the way
inside you, then?" Dave said, "That way you can slowly
wank yourself, and if you start to come, you can come
both in mine and in Raymond's mouths!"
Raymond straddled my chest and I took his knob-end into
my mouth, and meanwhile, I felt Dave's beautiful cock
slowly pushing up against my ring and easing inside as
my sphincter muscles gradually dilated to accept his
rather large knob-end!
As I laid back and both of the guys gradually entered
me, I slowly tossed myself off and felt an intense
mixture of feelings.
In no particular order, I obviously felt really horny,
highly excited, and intensely aroused by the physical
feeling of their cocks sliding back and forth inside of
my mouth and ass, but more than that, I felt an
extremely strong and yet perfectly acceptably delicious
feeling of being totally used by them, for their
pleasure, and their pleasure alone!
I laid there with two erect cocks sliding in and out of
my body and was convinced I could've taken a hundred
more – all ending up by spurting their cum inside me and
making me feel like a filthy bitch-on-heat, to be
thoroughly used and abused by all of the dogs in town –
as many times as they wanted!
I'd gladly let every one of them knot with me as I
sucked off each one in turn – and will be perfectly
willing to let the human equivalent happen to me when I
go to visit them in a few weeks and lie back whilst
dressed as a woman to let them have their way with me
until they're totally and completely satisfied!
But right now I'm lying on my back with my legs spread
wide, and I've got Dave's beautiful cock completely
buried inside me with nothing at all still showing
outside me, and I've got Raymond's long cock in my mouth
– his knob-end sliding back and forth down my throat –
all set to spurt his thick load of cum into my belly!
And while all this was going on, I was busily wanking
myself!
"Christ, this feels good! And I'm getting very near to
coming! You ready for something to eat, Suzy?" Raymond
gasped.
Unable to reply because of his cock filling my mouth, I
gave him the 'thumbs up' and waited for the flood of
cum.
"Now, Suzy! Now!" he gasped as I felt his cock and shaft
jerking and pulsating as he spurted his spunk straight
down my throat – completely missing my mouth!
"Christ, that was a fair-sized load!" he added as he
pulled his cock out of my mouth.
One thing I noticed earlier, Dave somehow managed to
slide his cock into my ass a lot easier than the first
time, so I thought I'd mention it to him.
"That's because you're not a virgin any more, and the
last time I fucked you, the muscles in your ass were
stretched, so it'll be a lot easier to fuck you from now
on! Also, there should be little or no pain whenever
you're fucked again!" he explained.
"Yeah! From now on, you should be able to take a much
bigger cock than before, and still find it almost or
completely painless! And, the added bonus is that you'll
be able to take the cock and the knot of a dog with no
trouble at all!" Raymond added, "There might be a little
discomfort for the first 30 seconds or so, but a
considerate guy will leave his cock inside you for a few
moments before he starts to actually fuck you, to let
your sphincter muscles relax and dilate! After all, you
are allowed to enjoy being fucked, as well as the guy
fucking you!"
"Suzy, can I pull out and turn you over onto your hands
and knees so's I can fuck you 'doggy-style'? This is the
main position they'll want to use when someone wants to
fuck you while you're sucking someone else off!" Dave
said, "And also if you've a dog knotted inside you!"
"How long does a dog knot with you, Dave?" I asked.
"Anything from 5 or 10 minutes to 45 minutes – depending
on the dog? Some only knot for a few minutes and then
they pull out – but I'll teach you all you need to know
before you get anywhere near a dog! Trouble is, once
you've been fucked by a dog, it spoils you for the next
time a human fucks you! One thing's for sure, when a
dog's fucked and knotted with you – you'll know you've
been fucked, and you will want a dog inside you many,
many more times!"
"What's it like to suck one off?" I asked him.
"It's more watery than human cum, it tastes okay, and
it's never-ending!" he replied.
I must say, I really liked the 'doggy position' and I
could easily imagine that it might become my favourite
position! The guy fucking you can hold onto your hips to
steady himself, it's nice and comfy if you want to suck
someone off, and the guy fucking you can get really deep
inside you!
Right on cue, just as I was thinking it, Dave gasped
that he was about to come!
As he repeatedly stabbed his jerking and throbbing cock
into me, I could feel every pulsation his cock made, and
felt every spurt of his cum filling me up! He then
simply laid over my back and left his weakly throbbing
cock to soak inside me.
"Well little Suzy, next time I see you, you'll be
wearing some very sexy undies and I'm sure you'll look
every inch a lady – apart from your cock!" Dave smiled
as he reached for a Tampax to slide up inside me, "And
I'd be very surprised if you don't get a good fucking
whilst you're there!"
I felt the Tampax being pressed up against my ass, and
then felt it slide effortlessly inside me – sliding even
deeper inside me as Dave pushed the inner cardboard tube
into the outer one.
"There you go, well fucked and filled, with a little
white tail to prove it! Dave said and then added,
"You're getting to be very good at this, Suzy!"
I suppose there are some of you out there that thinks an
'underage' boy or girl that's learning and experiencing
sex and sexual practices of their own free will and in
no danger, shouldn't be doing things like this? Well
tell me, in all honesty, who are they hurting? If
they're fully aware of what they're doing – and enjoying
it, what right has some pompous asshole that sits on a
big chair all day and wears silk stockings and a wig (a
judge) got, to say it must be stopped and the men thrown
in jail?
Let's not forget that it's perfectly legal – though not
necessarily pleasing to our western tastes – for Islamic
men to take a bride of 9yrs old – I'll repeat that –
9yrs old, and make them pregnant!!!!! It looks to me
that it's not whether a thing is right or wrong – it's
where you are when you do it, that matters!
And just for the record, what I've written about me
flashing both in church, and when walking on the way
home, is totally true! There might be some slight
discrepancies, because it happened many years ago (55?).
I have to admit that what I'm about to relate about
being an underage boy that is frequently sodomised by a
group of adult men and women, is written from my own
personal experiences – but I'll never reveal the names
of anyone that was involved with what happened. Also,
the rest of this story that relates to me being a
crossdressing decorator that frequently wore the female
undies and also played with the toys belonging to
clients, is also totally true!
Ethics lesson over!
The following Tuesday evening, I got a phone-call from
Dave, telling me he'd pick me up at 6pm, not far from my
house, and that he'd take me to meet some more of his
friends, and to expect that they'll more than likely
want to fondle and fuck me when they see me wearing my
new sexy undies!
"We'll have to have a name for the guys to call you –
something sexy!" he said, "Hmmm, what d'you think of
Suzy suck-n-fuck!?"
"Yeah, I like it!" I replied enthusiastically, "Hmmm,
Suzy suck-n-fuck!"
The journey took about 40 minutes, and ended up in a
town I'd never been to and to this day, I never knew
it's name, and even if I did know the name, I wouldn't
know whereabouts the houses were because it was nearly
always dark when I visited them, but I do remember
thinking how massive the house was and how many rooms it
had inside. Under cover of darkness, we entered by the
side door and invited in by the guy I'd sucked off a few
days before, and then saw quite a few guys sitting
around in the chairs as we were directed into another
room where my new undies were laid out.
As I saw the stacks of lingerie on the bed, I felt like
a kid that had just been let loose in Willy Wonka's
Chocolate Factory! There were undies and lingerie
everywhere!
"Okay, can we see you in the lacy black bra and
suspender-belt set along with your nylons and the
shoulder-length wig, please?" the owner(?) of the house
smiled, "And when you're ready, just come out and let
the guys have a good look!"
Dave helped me – particularly with the suspender-clasps
– and then opened the door before announcing me as Suzy
suck-n-fuck!
The guys all clapped and I did as Dave told me, and
slowly strolled through the group of guys – with me
getting felt up several times between my thighs.
"Anyone want a closer look?" I asked them, "Come and
play – I need the practice!"
Their mouths dropped open – Dave telling me later that
it was because they'd never heard anyone so young,
talking in such an adult manner – and they really liked
it!
Half of them already had their cocks out and were
wanking themselves to full hardness as they were told it
was okay to 'try me out' if they wanted?
Needless to say – they wanted! I soon found myself down
on all fours, with a growing line of men, all with their
rigid cocks in their hands, and all waiting to fuck me!
I'd guess there were about 9 guys waiting for me and
found out off Dave the main man's name, but I shall call
him Kevin – not his real name.
Dave looked as pleased as Punch when he saw how popular
I was with the guys, who wasted no time in coming either
down my throat or inside my ass, because I'd to get back
home and this was only a 'trial session' after all.
After 9 or 10 cocks had been thrust up and down inside
me for about 5 minutes each, I was more than ready to
make good and immediate use of a Tampax – something I
knew I'd forgotten to bring with me.
Thankfully, Kevin asked his wife Julie if I could use
one of hers?
So she disappeared for a moment, returning with one in
her hand.
"This, I've got so see!" I heard her saying to Kevin. I
turned round to smile at her and got the shock of my
life! Julie was the woman that had stood there and
watched me flashing at her and then wanking myself on
the pavement, early that Sunday morning!
"Hello again!" she smiled, "I'm sorry for the secrecy,
but I had to see you that Sunday morning 'in action' so
to speak, because one of the girls that comes here told
us all about you, after you'd flashed at her in church –
so we'd a reasonable idea you'd like to join our little
gang!"
"Does her mother know she comes here?" I asked.
"Mmmm, I think she does know!" she giggled, "She already
visits us on her own, and quickly agreed that it was
okay for her daughter to come here regularly to be
fucked, and to suck off our guests when we contacted her
a while ago – just like you've just done tonight! You'll
be meeting them soon, because her mum asked to see you
giving her a good fucking in front of the guys, when she
knew you were joining us."
"But I've never been with a female before!" I replied
softly.
"Don't worry, You can fuck me first, so's I can give you
some pointers before you fuck her while her mum watches!
And if I know Brenda, it won't be long before you'll
soon be fucking her, as well as her daughter" she
smiled.
"Hey, you lucky bugger!" Dave laughed, "You haven't been
here five minutes and already, you've a date to fuck the
boss's wife!"
Upon hearing that, the guy that was fucking me, suddenly
came, and filled me to overflowing with cum! Luckily, he
was the last one, so instead of him inserting my Tampax
for me, he asked Julie if she wanted to do it?
"Hell! I thought that being in this game, I would have
seen and done everything, but this is a 'first' for me!"
she laughed. With having obviously having done it before
once or twice, she expertly inserted my Tampax for me an
even wiped a dribble of someone's cum from my scrotum
before sticking her finger into her mouth!
"Ahhh – ever the lady!" Kevin mused, as he watched his
wife sucking her finger and licking her lips clean, "Can
you take Suzy into the sitting-room my darling, and give
her some 'guidelines' for her public 'meeting' with
Kathy and her mum the next time they all come to visit
us?"
Still wearing my new undies, make-up and wig, I was led
by Julie into another room and told to sit and watch as
she slowly got completely undressed in front of me and
caused my suspender-framed cock to jut out lewdly and
embarrassingly from between my nylon-clad thighs!
"Aaaaaaaah, I see that you like my body!" Julie smiled,
"It's a lot better if you feel it, instead of just
looking at it! Come over here and kiss my tits for me! I
want to see my nipples growing harder and standing out!
then you can reach down and finger me!"
I did as she said, and in no time at all I was caressing
her all over and finger-fucking her juicing cunt as I
slid my cock into her mouth!
"How am I doing, Julie? D'you think Kathy's mother will
be impressed?" I asked her.
"Never fucking mind Kathy's mother! Can't you feel how
slippery my cunt is?
It's begging to be fucked! Now get down there and give
me a good licking out before you get between my legs and
fuck me – but give me a mouthful of my cunt-juices so's
I can swallow them as you're sliding inside me and
starting to fuck me!"
Again, I did as I was told, and slowly slid down her
slim body, pulling my fingers out of her drooling cunt
as my tongue reached the top of her gash.
"Lick me!" she commanded, "Suck as much of my cunt-
juices out of me as you can and drink them down! Then
push your tongue as deep inside me as you can get it.
Once it's as deep as you can get it, I'll pull my legs
up to my tits and see if you can lick my cervix for me?
If you can't manage with your tongue, try to finger me
instead! Understood?"
"Mmmmmmmm!" I mouthed against the thick thatch of pubic
hair that framed her cunt-lips. I probed as deeply as I
could before I gulped down another mouthful of her
sticky and highly viscous cunt-juices, but never having
even heard of a cervix, I was at a bit of a loss to know
what I was attempting to lick? But I reasoned that if I
came up against something I'd never seen before, I'd
lick that and see how I went?
"Your tongue's not long enough! Use your fingers
instead!" she ordered.
Removing my tongue I thrust my fingers into her hairy
cunt as deeply as I could, and as she pulled her knees
up into her tits, I felt a rubbery thing poking out
towards me.
"That's it!" she gushed, "If you're still fucking me
when you're cock's older and bigger, I want you to spurt
your cum over it and even try to spurt into the middle
of it! But for now, I'll have to be content to let you
rub and poke it with your fingers!" she explained.
So, for the next few minutes, that's what I did, until
she lowered her legs and told me to get down between
them to start sucking her cunt out again. So that's what
I did! Sensing I was gaining on her Bartholin's glands
production of cunt-juices, I sucked and licked her cunt
until I'd a mouthful of her cunt-juices safely inside.
I then slid back up and over her suspender-belt, then
across her flat belly, and stopped with my face directly
in front of hers – both of my hands cupping and slowly
caressing her 36b tits and with my thumbs gently rubbing
and teasing her deliciously erect nipples.
"Have you got a mouthful of my cunt-juices for me to
drink while you're fucking me?" she breathed sensuously
and full of arousal.
I slowly smiled and nodded.
"Show me!" she ordered.
I pushed my head back slightly, and slowly opened my
mouth, to show her the frothy, viscous, and honey-sweet
load of her cunt-juices that it contained.
"And tell me truthfully, do my cunt-juices taste really
sweet?" she asked.
I closed my mouth and nodded quickly, to signify that
they tasted not just sweet, but that they tasted really
sweet!
"Good," she breathed, "you can slide your cock inside my
cunt, and at the same time, passionately kiss me so's I
can open my mouth when the time's right, and let you
slowly dribble my cunt-juices from your mouth... into
mine! And I'll choose when to drink my cunt-juice – not
you! Do you understand?"
Again, I nodded my head, but this time I also slid down
and positioned myself so's my knob-end was pressing up
against her hairy cunt-lips and ready to enter her!
"Right! Fuck me!" she ordered, "Fuck me and kiss me so's
I can drink my cunt-juices while you're spurting your
cum deep inside me!"
I moved my hips so's my knob-end slid up and down her
hairy gash, and then found the entrance to her cunt –
quite a bit lower down than I thought it would be!
Ooooo! The feeling when I slid inside her! No wonder men
and women like it.
As I settled down so's my cock slide even further into
her, I felt Julie's legs wrapping around mine –
entwining with them and locking them in place. She then
gyrated her hips and made it feel as though my cock was
stirring the cunt-juices inside her.
"Fuck me!" she breathed, "slide your cock in and out of
me so's you're fucking me as deep as you can – then let
yourself come and spurt your cum deep inside me!"
I was totally outclassed by this woman that knew
everything there was to know about sex – or so I
seriously thought at the time. Then, as she rhythmically
tightened and relaxed her cunt-muscles, it felt as
though her hot cunt was sucking my cock – even though it
was still buried deep inside her! Then I felt that
beautiful feeling I'd only recently come to know – I was
about to come!
"I'm gonna come!" I whispered as I felt my orgasm
rapidly building inside me.
"Oh yessssssssss!" she hissed through gritted teeth,
"That's what I've been waiting for! C'mon you beautiful
cunt-fucker, spurt your spunk deep inside me and let me
feel that cock of yours throbbing and jerking inside my
cunt!"
Hearing her talk like that gave me no chance to hold
back, and I immediately felt my first ever spurt of cum
jetting out of my cock and into a woman – into a woman's
cunt!
God, how good it felt as jet after jet of cum spat from
my cock and into her waiting cunt! As I was coming, I
could actually feel her cunt-walls pulsating and
caressing my throbbing cock! Little did I know, I was
going to feel that beautiful feeling happening so often
in my life from then on, a beautiful feeling that I
never got tired of!
And then it was all over! My first ever fuck ended as
though it'd just been switched off – no ceremony, no
fireworks or beating drums – just a feeling that all of
a sudden, something beautiful and very important, was
missing from my life!
"Mmmm, I could feel your cum spurting into me!" a
whispered voice gently filled my ears, "Now, when you
slide out of me, I want you to lie still and let me
straddle your head, so's I can let your cum drain out of
my cunt and into your mouth! You can swallow some of it
– but not all of it! When you've sucked me clean, I want
you to make sure you've still got some of your cum left
in your mouth so's you can kiss me once more and let me
taste your cum!"
A moment later, she'd moved into position and looked
down into my eyes – a her hairy cunt only an inch or so
from my lips.
"Open your mouth, my darling!" she smiled, "Suck and
lick me out so's you get a taste of your own cum – but
remember to save some for me!"
I opened my mouth wide and watched the sticky, viscous
strings of cum stretch down from her hairy cunt-lips –
joining us together momentarily before they parted and
the bottom half fell into my waiting mouth, the upper
stand still hanging from and still attached to her puffy
and slightly parted cunt-lips.
"That's it my darling, swallow your cum and save me
some, will you?" she smiled.
She then gently lowered herself down so's her cunt-lips
pressed up against my lips before splaying open so's the
inner cunt-lips and pink insides of her cunt were also
pressing against up my lips!
"Mmmm, that feels so good, my darling! For one so young
and even though this has been your first ever fuck, you
certainly know how to please a girl and make her feel
good, deep inside!" she cooed, "I know lots of men that
can't make me feel as good as you've just done! I think
we'll have to fuck again – you're good! Now, let's have
that mouthful of cum you've saved for me from my cunt!"
She slowly lifted herself off my face and helped me to
sit up before taking hold of my head and pulling my lips
onto hers – her tongue prising our lips apart before I
forced a cocktail of my cum and her cunt-juices into her
mouth!
"Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned as she rolled it round her mouth,
"It tastes beautiful!"
-= CHAPTER FIVE =-
"Suzy, that cum of yours is absolutely fucking
beautiful!" she smiled as she quickly leant forward to
give me a really passionate kiss, "Thank you! Thank you
so much!"
"You're really welcome!" I replied, "But maybe it was
because of the addition of your delicious cunt-juices!
They're so sweet – exactly like drinking honey!"
"D'you think so?" she replied with a surprised tone to
her voice, "D'you really think my cunt-juices taste so
nice?"
"I do!" I replied quickly and firmly, "If every woman's
cunt-juices taste so good, I'll be eating nothing else
for the rest of my life! At first, they taste really
syrupy and smooth! Then, as they slowly spread over my
tongue and around my mouth, I tasted a delicious and
very intense after-taste of honey – not that horrible
stuff you can't see through – no, your cunt-juices taste
like that amber nectar that looks and tastes so rich, so
vastly superior to the everyday stuff – honestly!"
"Well thank you again little one! she beamed, "A woman
likes to hear about her unique and sensual attributes,
and you sure know how to not only recognise them, but
also how to tell her and make it sound so ... special!"
"I hate to correct you Julie, but don't you mean "I know
how to tell her and make her sound special? Because
that's what you are to me – really special! I can't
comment with any authority on your sexual prowess,
because with you having just taken my virginity, I've
nothing and nobody else to compare you to! but – boy, it
sure felt good – especially when you straddled over my
face just now and let me lick you out! Your outer cunt-
lips were splayed over my lips, and then your inner
cunt-lips and crinkly pink insides of your cunt pressed
up hard against my mouth! Shall I tell you what ran
through my mind when you did that?"
"Mmmm, yes please!" she replied perkily.
"I thought... "This woman must really trust me – she's
just splayed the whole of her most secret and personal
place to me, and the whole soft and beautiful insides of
her cunt are totally exposed and wide-open, and
completely vulnerable – and she's done that for me –
so's I can probe her with my tongue – deep inside her
body and then lie back to drink her delicious cunt-
juices as they slowly drain from her – beautiful!"
"Bloody hell! You really are impressed with me – aren't
you?" she gasped.
"For what it's worth, I think I've only scratched the
surface, and there's a helluva lot more you can teach me
about loving a woman and making her feel good by getting
her to realise the potential of her vast repertoire and
sexuality! You haven't a clue how good you've made me
feel this evening, and you really don't know how fucking
good you really are! I really do think you could gave a
statue a real good hard-on!"
"God, why doesn't my husband think like you?" she said
quietly to herself.
"Simple! It's because he doesn't know you... as a
woman!" I replied, "And what needs and desires a woman
has! She needs to feel loved, cared about, made to feel
special, made to feel sensual, made to feel beautiful,
sexual, vibrant... and a woman!"
"Fucking hell, how old are you?" she beamed at me.
"Eleven!" I replied.
She then shook her head and muttered something under her
breath that I didn't hear, before telling me that it was
time I asked Dave to take me home so's my mother
wouldn't be wondering where I'd gotten to?
"Yeah, I'd better be going. Thanks for letting me have
such a god time with you!
You took my virginity and it'll be something I'll always
remember!" I smiled.
She leant over and gave me a kiss.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure it won't be the last time
you fuck me!" she replied.
"You had a good time tonight then?" Dave said on the way
home.
"Fantastic!" I replied, "And I'm going to make the best
of it before I get too old!"
"Too old?" he asked, ""And just how old is too old?"
"Another five years at best!" I told him, "I'm only
classed as 'special' now because I'm eleven, and
therefore under-age! Once I reach sixteen, it becomes
legal."
"Well at least you'll be very well sexually educated by
then!" he laughed, "And you'll know ten times as much as
other boys your age!"
"I won't argue with you there!" I smiled smugly.
"And don't forget the money." Then he added, "That'll
come in useful!"
"What money?" I asked.
"The money for being an attraction at Kevin's place. The
adult guys pay him to find them under-age boys and girls
to fuck, and he passes some of that money on to them!"
he explained, "Every sexual act they do with you has a
price to it, and every act you do with his customers
earns you more money!"
"What about these undies?" I asked him.
"Oh, they're yours!" he replied, "But you must remember
to take them or be wearing them when you go to Kevin's
place!"
"Hmmm, I'll wear them once or twice while flashing, and
then leave them at Kevin's place so's they're always
handy. And the money I earn, can be used to buy more
undies as I grow out of these," I mused.
A few minutes later, Dave pulled up just up the road
from my home.
"Christ! Your parents house must easily be as big as
Kevin's!" he exclaimed, "And in its own grounds as well!
Just what do they do to be able to afford a house like
that?"
"Dad's a surgeon, and mum's a barrister," I replied.
"Hmmm, no wonder they can afford it," he smiled wryly.
-= CHAPTER SIX =-
Sorry about chapter 5 being a very short one, but seeing
how this story is supposed to be about my adventures as
a decorator, I'll not say much more about Kevin's place,
or the things that happened there, other than to say
that I felt it was necessary for me to tell you all
about the church and flashing thing, just to fill in the
background as to what's made me what I am today!
So, to bring you up to date from my first visit to
Kevin's place, to the present day, I stopped going there
when I reached the age of 16 – as I thought I would, and
for the next 10 years, after being badgered by my
parents to educate myself, I decided that I should go
out to night-school, to learn the art of painting and
decorating.
As far as my sex-life was concerned, because of my
somewhat immoral, corrupt, and highly exciting pre and
early-teen past, I realised that I was a deep-rooted
bisexual and totally convincing crossdresser, that I not
only loved drinking cum from a man or dog, but also
thoroughly enjoyed being soundly fucked by a man or a
dog, thanks to the many evenings I spent at Kevin's,
where I was schooled to perfection in the techniques of
the arts mentioned above, by many, many horny men over
the years – at least ten or more of which fucked and
filled me every night – my schooling being helped and
expertly fine-tuned by Julie, Kevin's wife. In fact,
I've Julie to thank for spending hour after hour,
teaching me the finer arts of appearing to be a
convincing woman, whenever I was dressed and made-up as
Suzy!
Sadly, at 26, my life was tragically altered when my mum
and dad were both killed in a car crash, having been hit
head-on by a drunk driver. That meant I was suddenly on
my own and the owner of a massive house – with a bank
balance to match.
More out of ennui than financial necessity, I advertised
in the local paper to see if anyone wanted an interior /
exterior decorator? And because I could afford to keep
my rates low, I was soon quite busy and more
importantly, meeting loads of people.
Round about that time I also bought a full computer
system, and soon found out how convenient it was use the
eBay site for buying my female clothing and I also
remained totally anonymous whilst buying the most
feminine of things, such as tops, skirts, dresses,
lingerie, sexy undies, and even my wigs! I also bought
the more mundane but highly personal items, such as
Tampax, intimate lubricants and make-up on the site, and
now have a comprehensive and wide-ranging collection of
feminine clothing and items filling the wardrobes in my
bedroom that cost well over a thousand pounds.
Some are quite respectable – such as several just-above-
the-knee two-piece suits, knee-length skirts, and satin
blouses. And then there are many types of mid-thigh
skirts, thigh-slit skirts, mini-skirts, semi-transparent
and lace blouses, stretchy tops that readily show my
nipples poking through the thin material, a dozen or so
basques, bustiers, and about two dozen or more different
bra and suspender-belt sets of many types and colours of
bra and cup types – lacy, see-through, 1/2 cups, 1/4
cups and platform cups, backless and strapless, rear and
front-fastening – the list is endless.
Surprisingly, I have only half a dozen pairs of panties
– mainly because I don't like wearing them, but keep a
few pairs on hand for the guys that particularly ask me
to wear some for them. Sometimes I wear my undies around
the house, but I mainly wear them when I'm out for a
walk around the locality I live in, and also for when I
go out for some fun in the car of an evening.
To maintain a balance to the neighbours, because they
know that a man lives alone in the house, I sometimes
let myself be seen as a male to quell any rumours, but
also admit to having a girlfriend that visits me from
time to time – just in case anyone sees a female walking
through the gates and into my house. But, as I'll
explain a few chapters from now, I've stopped using that
particular ruse, and have actually ended up by living
quite freely and openly, as either a male or a female.
So, let me start by relating the tale of what happened
at Anne Cardwell's house.
I called round to see her a few evenings later and
agreed to start the job on Monday morning at 8.30. She
was okay with that because she said it'd give her time
to tidy up a bit, as things were still all over the
place with her just moving in.
So, Monday morning I was knocking on the door at 8.30
and Anne opened it, wearing a white zip-front tunic with
pale blue piping around the sleeves and collar. She made
me a coffee as I brought my stuff in, and I took it
upstairs into the back bedroom.
"I'll be back about 5!" she shouted up at me as she
closed the door.
This left me alone so I quickly got to work, covering
things up with dust-sheets to stop the plaster-dust from
falling on them, before stripping the paper from the
walls.
But I was in for some good luck and the paper almost
fell off the walls on its own.
I was amazed how each strip of paper came off the walls,
leaving them with the plaster showing and only a bit of
filling and brushing down to do – and even more
surprised when I looked at my watch and saw it'd only
taken me 25 minutes to completely strip one room!
Convincing myself it was a one-off, I went into the next
two bedrooms in turn, and covered everything up before
starting to strip the walls in each of them. Talk about
being lucky... the paper just peeled off the walls as
easy as anything – in both rooms! It was almost 10.00am
and all three rooms needed only a little work on the
walls – dressing the plaster and brushing some of the
dried paste off them before they were papered.
So, now having several unexpected hours in hand, I
thought I'd have a bit of a look round and see what sort
of undies Mrs. Cardwell had in her wardrobes?
The back bedroom was obviously the one she was using, so
I sat on the bed and looked around for a moment before
opening the bedside-drawer. It looked as though Anne
liked dildos, because there were three of increasing
sizes inside the drawer.
There was a square white envelope under some papers
which I nearly missed.
But I was much more interested in what undies she liked,
than reading something about her recent divorce, or a
gas bill! So I moved over to the wardrobe and opened the
door. Nothing much there – except a coat or two, a few
dresses, and some shoes.
The place to look, was of course, in the nest of drawers
over the other side of the room. The bottom one was full
of papers, and the middle one gave up it'd secret when I
saw several flimsy panties and other items of underwear
lying in the open drawer!
So I carefully pulled it all the way out and took it
back to the bed to examine the erotic contents more
closely. It was filled with panties, suspender-belts,
bras, and as yet, unopened packets of nylons – all of
these items in various colours and styles.
One thing I did notice – the size on the undies was the
same as mine – which gave me a definite buzz, for some
reason?
So, now I knew where her undies were kept, I could
borrow them for an hour or so, to wear as I laid on her
bed and had a wank in them!
I was just about to put the drawer back, when the image
of that envelope came back into my mind... There was
something 'wrong' with it, and it was bugging me!
So, nothing for it other than to have a look inside it.
I opened the drawer again and got hold of it. It was
then that I realised what it was. It was the paper
envelope that the compact-disc comes in when you buy a
piece of hardware – such as a printer – for your
computer. Inside were two untitled CDs. And it was only
by chance that I saw the portable television and built-
in compact-disc unit, in the corner with the screen
turned away from me. I then thought about plugging it in
and seeing what was on the CDs, but I decided to go down
to the kitchen and make myself a coffee instead.
I opened the door from the lounge to the kitchen and
nearly had a heart job as Barney, Anne's dog, jumped up
at me with his tail wagging madly!
"Hi Barney!" I said as I bent over and rubbed his head,
"You okay, old lad?"
I guessed he wanted feeding, so I went into the fridge
and scooped some dog-meat out of a tin for him, and put
it in his dish. I've always liked Border Collies, and
Barney looked to be a fine example of the breed. As I
turned to go back upstairs, I purposely left the kitchen
door open for him to follow me, as I was eager for the
company and thought he'd benefit from it as well. I
hadn't taken two sips of my coffee, when he came into
the bedroom and jumped up alongside me on the bed! I
must admit that stroking him as he laid alongside me,
was very therapeutic and made me feel at ease.
"Let's see what's on these discs, shall we Barney?" I
idly said to him.
The tele' came on okay, so I slid one of the discs into
the slot under the screen, and we both laid there and
waited a few seconds for it to load up. Sometimes,
something's right under your nose and you still don't
see it – well that's exactly what's about to happen to
me! The picture flashed once or twice before
stabilising, but when it did, my eyes nearly popped out
of my head!
Standing in front of me on the screen, was Anne – the
owner of the house, nothing wrong in that I hear you
say? But when I tell you that all she was wearing, was a
lacy black suspender-belt with matching lacy ¼ cup bra
that was cut so low, a good 75% of her beautifully firm
36b tits and both of her erect nipples were exposed to
my lustful gaze! The only other thing she was wearing,
was a pair of black 15 denier nylons! Coupled with the
fact that I could plainly see her suspender-framed cunt
and her abundant pubic-hair, which had been trimmed just
enough around her gash to allow her outer cunt-lips to
show through – it's no wonder I got an immediate hard-
on!
With Barney laid alongside me, my jaw dropped open as I
watched Anne flop onto the bed – the same bed I was
actually lying on – and reach under the duvet to pull
out a large dildo! With a broad grin on her face, she
laid back on the pillows and drew her knees up to her
tits before allowing them to fall apart – her gash now
totally exposed and her suspender-framed cunt-lips
pulling apart slightly to allow her to slowly push the
tapered end of her dildo all the way inside her cunt,
before pulling it all the way out again. She then looked
directly at the camera and raised her dildo to her mouth
before she lewdly licked her viscous cunt-juices off the
dildo – only to repeat her actions five or six times!
My eyes were transfixed to the screen, and it wasn't
until Barney licked my wrist that I looked down and
suddenly realised that I'd been unconsciously wanking
him for so long, his cock was now totally out of its
sheath and lying along his belly!
I smiled as I fondly remembered that the last time I did
that was at Kevin's place, over ten years ago when I was
getting his dog excited enough to mount me and knot with
me as I got on all fours and to suck the cum out of
Brenda's and her daughter, Kathy's cunts, after all of
the guys had laid them on their backs and fucked them!
It was force of habit that made me bend forward and suck
his spurting cock for a few seconds – the familiar
feeling of having a dog's spurting cock in my mouth, and
the addictive taste of dog-cum once again pervading
throughout my mouth!
Needless to say, I was soon watching Anne dildo-fucking
herself on the screen as I furiously wanked my own cock
– and to keep him happy – I sucked Barney's spurting
cock and swallowed his cum for him as well – purely to
stop his cum from soaking into Anne's fitted-sheet and
maybe causing her to ask some embarrassing questions?
"I think you and me are going to get to know each other
a lot more, Barney!" I told him as I tidied up and put
everything back where I'd found it, "And if you haven't
fucked anyone before, you will know exactly what it's
like by the time I leave here. Everything back in its
place, I set about rubbing down and flatting the plaster
on the walls, and finished all three rooms about half an
hour before Anne came home.
"When she did finally come through the door, I
immediately saw she was upset about something, and that
there were tears running down her cheeks!"
"Anne!" I called out to her as she ran over to me and
threw her arms around me whilst sobbing into my
shoulder, "Whatever's the matter?"
"It was... a woman at... the salon!" she began – sobbing
and fighting for breath, "I'd just left... her to get
some... more towels. And as I... walked back into... the
studio... I saw her closing... the till before ... she
rushed out... and ran down the lane!" she explained,
"Did she take any money?" I asked.
She nodded her head before bursting once more into
tears.
"It was only... a couple of pounds... but it really
upset me!" she stammered.
"C'mon, sit yourself down and I'll make you a coffee!" I
smiled, "Or have you got anything stronger?"
She pointed to a cupboard and I opened it to take out a
bottle before pouring her a whisky, which she gulped
down and started to compose herself.
"Oh, that feels better!" she smiled weakly as she poured
another, "Thank you Robin."
We sat and talked for about 20 minutes about what'd
happened, until she'd calmed down and told me she felt a
little better.
"Listen, I've to go out later tonight, but would you
like me to call in for half an hour to sit with you and
make sure you're okay?" I asked.
"Oooo, could I ask you to do that for me?" she gushed,
"I really don't feel like being on my own for too long,
I know it's silly, but that's how I feel!"
"I'd be glad to, Anne!" I replied, "Will eight o'clock
be okay?"
"That'd be fine, thanks again!" she smiled and leant
forward to kiss my cheek.
I left the house and drove the van the 200yds or so to
my place, went inside and ran a bath. I didn't say
anything to Anne about where I was going and what I was
doing after I'd been back to her place, I had in fact, a
date just a couple of miles away, with a guy that I
contacted on the internet.
So, to speed things up and not have to go back home to
get ready as Suzy, I decide to put my femme undies on
with my male clothes on top before I went round to
Anne's.
The stuff I couldn't wear – such as my wig, I'd leave in
the car and put the rest of my stuff on whilst parked up
somewhere quiet, before I met him. At 8pm, I was ringing
Anne's doorbell and she invited me inside for a coffee
and a reassuring chat.
So as not to 'crowd' her – especially her feeling the
way she was, I sat on the settee while Anne sat to one
side of me in an armchair.
"Let me take your coat for you!" she smiled as she stood
up and held out her arms.
I didn't really want to remove my coat, in case she saw
my lacy black bra containing my 36b tits under my white
shirt! So I decided that if I leant forward with my
shoulders hunched a little, there was very little chance
of her spotting anything because of my arm effectively
being in the way, and hiding my right tit from her.
So, I slid my coat off and held it out for her hang up.
She then disappeared into the kitchen and reappeared a
few minutes later with two coffees, which she placed on
coasters in front of us both. I felt okay with that,
because when I bent forward to pick up my coffee, I
would rest my arm on my thigh and she still wouldn't be
able to see anything.
We chatted about this and that for almost an hour – a
lot of it being the two of us getting to know each
other, as new neighbours do.
I found her to be a very nice person, with a decent
education – which is a plus!
Nearly 9pm and I said I'd have to be going and would see
her the following morning to start rubbing down the
paintwork.
She thanked me from coming over to see her and remarked
that it had been a most enlightening chat for her, and
hoped I'd found her to be okay as well? I replied that
I'd enjoyed our time together, and hoped it'd done some
good to calm her down and reassure her and also, that I
was always available for more chats if she wanted?
I spent the next half hour getting myself ready for the
guy I was meeting, and pulled up on the car park five
minutes early. Twenty minutes later he still hadn't
turned up, so I gave it up as a bad job, and went home
and relaxed in a nice, hot, bath.
***
The following morning I was round at Anne's on time and
actually finished rubbing down the gloss paintwork in
all of the bedrooms by 2.30pm – giving me over two hours
to spend having another look round Anne's wardrobes and
cupboards.
But first, I had to take a leak, so I went into the
bathroom and relieved myself.
As I turned round to leave, I spotted what's known as an
Ali Baba basket – used almost exclusively for putting
your dirty clothes in before you wash them.
A smile spread across my face as I sat down on the
toilet-seat, and dragged the basket closer to me. I
removed the lid... and my dreams were answered, it was
almost full of Anne's used undies and clothes! Now every
pervert will tell you that finding an Ali Baba basket
full of dirty clothes and undies, is like having a dream
come true.
With a madly beating heart I put my hand inside, and
systematically pulled every piece of her clothing out to
inspect – particular attention being paid to her undies.
With my cock throbbing, I examined every pair of panties
– by stretching the crotch so's the material had no
creases, and revealing any discolouration. It also made
it easier for me to sniff them as I sampled the scent
and imagined where they'd been.
Surprisingly, I didn't see or smell any of her urine – a
scent and taste that's well known to me because of my
fondness of letting a woman 'accidentally' leak a little
when I was sucking her cunt. But on nearly every pair, I
did see the stiff, whitish marks made by her dried cunt-
juices.
It was upon discovering them, that I decided that I'd
make use of a couple her panties, along with some more
of her undies, by wearing them as I had a wank and
imagined me fucking her before she came home and caught
me wearing them.
So I stripped off my clothes and slid her black
suspender-belt (the one she was wearing on that CD?) up
my legs, quickly following it by a pair of nylons and
her front-fastening black bra – which fitted me like a
glove and showed off my tits beautifully – so, I was
right about us being the same size.
I then laid back on her bed and slid one pair of her
soiled panties up my legs and pulled them against myself
really tight so's the crotch was hard up against my
balls and ass! Then, as I laid there in Anne's undies, I
started tossing myself off as I slowly lowered another
pair of her soiled panties – a black lace pair that was
particularly heavily soiled with her dried cunt-juices –
down onto my face.
With my cock now really throbbing, I breathed in the
scent of her sex – the delightful scent of her cunt, and
as my senses were raised to breaking point, I pushed the
soiled and delicately stained crotch into my mouth for
me to chew and suck on!
I immediately recognised the taste of her cunt-juices
and perhaps a hint of her pee, as I noisily sucked and
rolled the crutch around in my mouth – determined to
suck out and savour every trace of her cunt-juices!
After all, she wouldn't notice them, because all she was
going to do, was to wash them.
With almost no warning at all, spurt after spurt of my
cum arced through the air and landed with a splat on my
flat belly and chest as my orgasm exploded inside me.
Wanting to make it a special occasion, I quickly took
the panties off my face and dragged the crotch through
the large pool of my sticky and viscous cum – soaking
them with my cum before stuffing the crotch once more
into my mouth, but this time with a cocktail of my cum
and Anne's cunt-juices for me to suck on.
After a few minutes, and satisfied that Anne's panty-
crotch was now clear of cum or cunt-juice stains, I got
dressed and replaced her undies in her drawers, and also
her newly-found undies back inside the Ali Baba basket.
When she finally arrived home, I was sanding down the
bits I'd missed earlier and was just about to finish for
the day.
"My, you have got on well!" she smiled as she looked
round, "Any problems?"
"No, not really. There were one or two stains that took
some getting rid of, but I eventually managed to remove
them!" I replied. (Well, it's true)
"Good!" she smiled, "Well, it's another boring night in
tonight, and there's nothing on the television except
bloody football."
"Hmmm, I feel the same way about football and can't get
interested in it at all!" I replied, "Say, seeing how
we're both going to be pissed off this evening, would
you like me to return the favour, by asking you round
for a drink or five?"
"Yes! Hmmm, yes! I'd love to!" she replied after a
moment's thought, "About 8 o'clock?"
"I'll look forward to seeing you!" I replied as I made
for the door, "See you at 8 then."
Everything was in order for when Anne came round and we
seemed to be getting on like a house on fire, with
neither sitting there with nothing to say to each other.
I think that me having seen her beautiful growth of
pubic hair on that video, might just have something to
do with me having a soft spot for her? Hmmm, perhaps!
Apart from the powerful sexual attraction, I really do
think there's something else that I like about her, and
am more than willing to let it reveal itself.
Just before 8pm, the doorbell sounded and as I let Anne
in and took her coat, she once again, kissed my cheek
before I led her into the lounge and offered her a
drink.
"Southern Comfort alright, Anne?" I asked.
"Mmmm, my favourite drink!" she replied with a smile.
"Mine too!" I told her, "But I add a few chunks of ice
and a dash lemonade before adding three or four good
shakes of Angostura Bitters to it! The deep red
Angostura floats on top of the honey-gold Southern
Comfort and lemonade. I then add half a slice of orange
to span the rim of the glass, with a maraschino cherry
on a cocktail stick pushed into each end to make it look
like a red spot surrounded by orange. And because of
that, I call it a Southern Sunset – and it certainly
does look like one!"
"Mmmm, sounds really good! D'you think I could try one,
please?" she asked as I guided her to her seat.
"Of course, won't be a minute," I smiled.
A minute later I was offering her a Southern Sunset,
which she delicately sipped and enthused then about it.
"Hell's teeth! This is beautiful!" she gushed,
"Honestly, really beautiful!"
"Thank you!" I beamed, "I got the idea after trying
Southern Comfort for the first time when I was on the
beach in Miami in 1979. Do you like casseroled chicken
with herbs? The proper name is Pollo Cacciatore, or
farmhouse chicken. I add different things to each one
for a change, and tonight for instance, I've added
celery, basil, oregano, fungi, sun-dried tomatoes and
olives – to keep with the Italian theme."
"Ahhh, so that's what that delicious aroma is? Now
you're spoiling me!" she remarked, "A chef as well, eh?"
"Not really, I just like cooking and sometimes
experimenting!" I replied, "Some of my concoctions are
total failures and I wouldn't give them to a dog! But
this one is okay and should be ready in about half an
hour."
As we were both now settled with our drinks I altered
the light from the main room lights, to a relaxing red
glow from two standard lamps behind me in each corner.
"Mmmm, that's nice and cosy!" she smiled, "Really
relaxing."
"Well, after what you went through on Monday, I wanted
you to have a relaxing evening so's it might help you to
finally put it behind you."
"Thank you... so, you like experimenting when you're
cooking?" she smiled, "Does that mean you like
experimenting with other things as well?"
"Yeah, I suppose it does." I replied, "I mean, if you
didn't try other things – or doing things a different
way, you'd never know whether you liked them or not."
"Hmmm... yeah, I'd have to agree with that – I know I've
tried things differently and actually liked the outcome
– sometimes! Tell me, what sort of things have you tried
'a different' way?" she asked.
"Well, one example is that primarily, I'd sooner have a
dark-haired girlfriend, but I've also tried red-heads
and blondes – without much success!" I admitted.
"Hmmm! Me too!" she replied.
"What... prefer a dark-haired girlfriend?" I quipped.
She didn't answer, but looked down, smiled, and then
picked up her drink.
"Well, have you had a dark-haired girlfriend in the
past?" I pushed.
"You might be surprised as to some of the things I've
done in the past – and how many times I've done them, as
well!" she added after a short pause.
"And did you enjoy all of these 'deviations' or just
some of them?" I asked.
"Before I answer something as profound as that, what
about you, have you 'deviated' from your normal life –
and enjoyed some of the alternative things you've done –
and perhaps, still do?" she grinned mischievously.
I'll give her credit, she was clever – very clever!
She'd turned my questioning round on me, so I was on the
defensive, and now it was my turn to look down at the
floor.
"Hmmm, I thought so!" she said quietly, "We're all
guilty of doing that – if 'guilty' is the correct word?"
"So what exactly is it that makes you say that you
'think' so?" I replied, "And do you mean that you think
I still do what it was I tried as an experiment so long
ago?"
"I could be wrong – but yes, I do think there's been a
monumental change in your lifestyle that has now become
the norm for you! And yes, you were right, I also have
changed my lifestyle for another one – and am perfectly
happy with it!" she admitted.
"So, cards on the table!" I said as I handed her another
drink, "Tell me how you think I've changed – and if
you're right, I'll admit it and openly discuss it with
you!"
"Okay, that goes for me as well! Hey, these 'Southern
Sunsets' really are good!" she smiled, "Although I
certainly wasn't looking for clues or anything like
that, the other evening when you came round for an hour
or so, I saw something that made me think.
Then, a little later on, I saw something else that
aroused my suspicions, and I was then convinced – not as
it made me feel any different about you, and to be more
precise, it also didn't make me feel anything negative
about you – quite the opposite in fact.
You asked for cards on the table, so before I tell you,
remember what I've just said about me not feeling
negative about you, then I'll 'show you my hand'.
As I came in with our coffees, I had to walk round the
back of the settee to get to my chair. As I walked past,
you were sitting forward and I happened to notice
something dark under the back of your shirt – it was a
black bra.
Now I've no problems with that – none at all! You wear
whatever you want – I do.
My suspicions were confirmed when I placed your coffee
on the coaster in front of you, and you bent forward to
help me place the cup. I inadvertently glanced towards
you and plainly saw the lacy cups of a black bra down
the front of your shirt.
I also thought I saw something else, but I'll have to
ask you about that, later.
Then, as we both relaxed and sat back with our coffees,
I saw something that made me think that a bra wasn't the
only women's underwear that you were wearing – I could
plainly see two little bumps pushing up from under the
thighs of your pants.
It was glaringly plain to see that you were also wearing
a suspender-belt, and maybe nylons? I must tell you
here, that I immediately got butterflies in my stomach
and felt a nice warm feeling spreading all over me!
Since that evening, I've thought a lot about what I saw
but decided to keep the knowledge to myself – and would
have done so forever, if I hadn't decided to do the
washing last night.
As I emptied the dirty-washing basket, I noticed that my
panties were all at the top of the pile. And as I took
them out to put them in the washer, I also happened to
notice that one particular pair was quite wet – in the
most 'intimate' place! It was obvious to me what'd
happened for it to get as wet as that, but I needn't go
into details right now, and have to tell you that far
from me being upset, distressed, or angry with what I'd
found – as a lot of women might have felt – I actually
felt really elated that you had found my panties and
that you had apparently used them for your sexual
pleasure!
Without going into too much detail, it was obvious to me
that you'd been wearing my black suspender-belt and a
pair of my nylons as well, as they were also quite wet.
And upon lifting them to my nose and smelling them, I
was immediately aware of what was causing them to be
wet. Take this how you want, but upon finding my undies
had been used – in more ways than one – by someone else,
I felt very aroused and... well, let's just say I did
something about it! What 'set the seal' on it all, was
that things such as suspender-belts and nylons don't get
wet with someone just wearing them – need I say more?
So, there you have it – that's what I saw."
"Well, I asked you to be straight with me and to explain
how you thought my life could've changed. And you've
done just that!" I smiled, "So, now I'll keep my side of
the bargain and answer any questions you may have as I
tell you about myself! It could get a little 'spicy' and
explicit – you've been warned."
"Don't worry about me, just say it exactly as it is – I
won't be offended," she smiled.
"Okay, but first, let me get another drink – a large
one, 'cause I feel I'm gonna need one," I told her.
"Can I have one as well, please? I too think I might be
needing one by the time you've finished," she said.
Both now having a full glass, I started trying to
explain a little about myself.
"Okay, now where do I begin? ... Right! Starting at the
beginning, I first became sexually aware at the age of
9! This manifested itself with me flashing at women
through the gap in my unbuttoned overcoat when walking
home from church..."
I then told her in great detail, how things developed
over the early years and also all about what happened at
Kevin's place.
"You mean you were only11yrs old when 10 or 11middle-
aged men not only used to regularly fuck you in front of
everyone else that was there – male and female, but you
also had to suck them all off and swallow their cum as
well, until you turned 16? Bloody hell – but please, go
on!" she gasped.
"That's about the size of it, Anne – but I didn't
consider that I was being abused in any way, because I
used to really enjoy it – even when the guys paid double
to watch me being fucked and knotted by Kevin's dog, and
then to watch me sucking it off after it had pulled out
of me! So, with all the cock I was getting up my ass
whilst being dressed as a woman, I guess that's what
turned me into a cross-dresser and a bisexual?
"Y'see it doesn't matter in the slightest to me, whether
I'm making love to a male or a female! In fact, that's
where I was going the other night when I'd to leave your
place rather early. I'd a date with a guy, with me fully
dressed as Suzy – the name I call myself when I'm
dressed."
"So that's why you were wearing a bra, and a suspender-
belt and a pair of nylons under your shirt and pants?"
she enquired.
"Yeah!" I resumed, "I'm surprised you saw them actually,
and to be perfectly truthful, knowing now that you'd
seen me wearing them has made me feel rather horny!
You see, ever since I was playing truant at about 9yrs
old I've been wearing female undies of one type or
another!"
"How d'you mean?" she asked.
"Well, firstly I wore my mum's undies and tried to wank
myself but I was too young and they were all 'dry'
wanks! Then, Kevin bought me several sets of my own
female undies to wear, mainly to excite the guys that
were fucking me, and also for when I was fucking his
wife, Julie! These were nothing like my mum's undies,
because these were really sexy and had proper panties
and suspender-belts, like yours – not massive bloomers
like my mum used to wear!"
"So you wore my undies because they made you feel sexy
and feminine?" she asked.
"At last! A woman that understands me!" I breathed,
"Yes, exactly that!"
"And the fact that you knew they were mine and that you
could also smell my bodily scent on them, really made
you feel horny – horny enough to toss yourself off
whilst wearing them, and horny enough to accidentally
splash your cum over them without noticing, when you
came!" she said, "The ironic thing is, if you'd have
asked me if you could've worn them, I would've agreed
straight away!" she said to herself, "So, what else do
you want to tell me about yourself? And then I'll tell
you all about me and what I like doing."
"Okay, so now you know I'm bi and a crossdresser that
loves wearing women's clothes and undies – but not
wearing panties! I love to take the woman's part when
having sex with guys, and do everything a woman would
normally so for her man.
I love going for walks around here and in the park,
whilst wearing only my sexy undies under my lightweight
raincoat, and nearly always leave it unbuttoned so's
everything I have is totally exposed to the world –
which reminds me, I also have a real pair of 36b tits,
which I got through having both implants, and a course
of female hormones.
I call these walks I take, 'nudie-walks' and after
taking them, I usually sit down on a convenient bench
and let my raincoat fall completely open to expose my
front-fastening ½ cup, black lacy bra – totally
revealing my perky tits and nipples, as they sit in the
lacy 1/2 cups, and because my raincoat is fully open, my
nylon-clad thighs, stocking-tops, and suspender-framed
cock are also totally exposed, making it easy for me to
toss myself off into my hand before licking it clean.
Of course, if someone comes along, I hold my coat shut
so's they won't see anything, but will allow a small
amount of my tits or nylon-clad thighs to show if I
think the person might get turned on and not be offended
by what they see! You can come with me and try it for
yourself if you want? Just let me know when?
Only a few years ago I was gang-banged on 3 or 4
separate occasions by 8 or 9 guys, sucking them off and
letting them fuck me – a throwback to my youth I guess?
I mentioned earlier that I was fucked and knotted quite
a few times by Kevin's dog and then I'd to suck the dog
off after he'd pulled free of me, as the guys sat back
and wanked themselves as they watched – them nearly
always getting up and spurting their cum into my mouth
when they came! If I'm being totally honest, I really
enjoyed being fucked and knotted by the dog, and have
gone out of my way to get fucked and knotted by as many
dogs as possible since then – sucking nearly all of them
off.
Personally, I think that once you've been fucked by a
dog, you've been spoiled and will always prefer a dog's
cock – to a man's.
Just one or two more things to tell you – unless
something else comes to mind?
I've gotten a very large and comprehensive assortment of
undies and things upstairs if you want to see them? And
as far as having sex with a woman is concerned, the only
things I'm not into, are scat and pain.
I love fucking a woman and then going down on her to
suck her out – even if she wants to 'accidentally' empty
her bladder a little so's I get a mouthful of pee! I'm
also not phased in any way if a woman is 'on' and will
do everything with her that I would normally do when she
wasn't 'on'!
I happen to think that there's nothing more intimate
than for a man and a woman to share her used Tampax
after the man has taken it out for her by using his
teeth.
And by 'share' I mean for both of them to suck and chew
on it as they kiss each other passionately – exchanging
her cunt-blood and swallowing some down.
So, that's about it! If I remember anything else, I'll
tell you!"
"Wow! That's a lot of things – Oh yes, remind me to see
this collection of female undies and stuff you have
upstairs! Can I have another Southern Sunset, please? I
think it's my turn to need one!" she grinned, "Now, let
me go through what you told me because some of it
relates to things I've done as well! Hmmm, like you, I'm
bi and have had sex with many women! In fact out of the
thirteen other houses, I think I've had sex of one type
or another with nearly all of the ladies! The others are
mainly hardened lesbians – so I haven't managed fucking
them.
The funny thing is, they all know who's fucked who, and
they are all okay with knowing it – even if it's their
wife or husband.
Perhaps if I had a word with them, you might be luckier
than I've been?
The 'nudie-walks'? Mmmm, I'd love to come out one day
with you for a walk through the hamlet or around the
park and see exactly what happens!.
Since getting divorced, I've been inviting some of the
wives round that live here in the surrounding houses.
And that leaves the two big confessions – being fucked
by a dog, and having sex whilst having a period.
Okay, here goes! Well, since getting divorced, I think
I've had twice as much cock than in 5 years of being
married! It's all been with Barney, my dog, but I
certainly haven't had to go without and have been more
than satisfied every time – and, I also love to suck him
off after he's pulled out of me – usually for about 40
minutes?
I love it when he knots with me and after about half an
hour, he tries to pull it out but it remains stuck in
the entrance to my cunt – I feel as though I've been
'taken' and totally 'used' by him, for his pleasure
alone.
Having sex whist being 'on' is something I've never
done, but always wanted to try.
The nearest I've ever been to it, is when I'm feeling
hyper-randy, which is every time I'm 'on'! I usually lie
back and whilst having a wank, then sometimes after my
orgasm and sometimes before it, I finger-fuck myself and
then suck the smears of cunt-blood off my fingers until
they're nice and clean! I can't think of anything else,
but if something does come to mind, I'll let you know!"
"Why don't you go up and have a look at my selection of
undies now?" I suggested.
Typical woman, she didn't need asking again and she was
up the stairs like a rocket.
"That's my dressing-table, with all of my make-up in the
drawers!" I told her as I pulled a drawer open for her
to see.
"Christ, look at that will you? All your lipsticks, eye-
shadows, eye-liners, blushers, foundation-sticks, and
lip-liners are kept in a specially shaped rack!" she
gasped.
"Wait till you see inside the wardrobes!" I smiled as I
reached over and pulled both mirrored doors open so's
the lights came on inside.
"Jesus Christ! Look at that lot! There must be more
stock in there than M&S!" she whispered, "Every item you
could think of, in every style and colour! Bras, slips,
packets of nylons, suspender-belts, shoes, basques,
skirts, dresses, tops two-piece suits, jackets,
raincoats and trench-coats – in fact, everything! Even a
choice of wigs – long, medium, short, curly, straight,
and wavy – and in every colour!"
"If ever you want to borrow anything – anything at all,
just ask! One good thing is that you can be sure it'd
fit you, because we're both the same size!" I explained.
"When are you next having a 'nudie-walk'?" she asked,
"I'd love to come and look through this lot before going
out with you!"
"I also do almost the same as having a 'nudie-walk' but
I drive round in the car instead – again whilst wearing
only my undies! Then, after driving round where it's
quite busy and where I might have been seen almost naked
by someone, I stop somewhere fairly quiet but not
completely dead, and get out of the car to have a more
daring 'nudie-walk' in the dark whilst having a wank as
I'm walking along! You can come on one of those as well,
if you want?" I asked her.
"D'you know something, I think I bloody-well will!" she
replied in a defiant manner, "And because you're setting
things up for me, if you agree with me telling some of
our neighbours about your sexual preferences and the
lifestyle you lead, I'll see if I can get some of them
to visit you and let them tell you what they like doing
as well.
Some are middle-aged, but they practice every kink going
– believe me."
"Thank you, I'll accept your kind offer and in return
offer you a revealing drive round the locality and then
a 'nudie-walk' tomorrow night!" I replied.
"Oooo! That is something to look forward to!" she
grinned, "Thank you! I'll visit a few of my neighbours,
and I'll bet that they'll soon be visiting or ringing
you."
-= CHAPTER SEVEN =-
The following evening Anne called round as arranged at
7pm, and I left her upstairs with a Southern Sunset,
after telling her that she could use whatever makeup of
mine that she wanted to, and that she could also choose
to wear whatever she wanted from my comprehensive undie
selection for our drive out and 'nudie-walk' later on.
She told me she'd already seen most of her neighbours,
and had told them all about me and what I liked doing,
most of them telling her that they were very eager and
extremely interested to meet me and discuss things in
more detail, and that they'd be either calling on me, or
giving me a ring later in the week.
"Every one of them seemed very enthusiastic and eager to
meet you and explain what they'd like to do! Oh, is it
okay if I film you when you're with them – that's if
they're also in agreement?" she said when she came
downstairs, wearing one of my raincoats.
"I was rather hoping you'd be joining in as well,
actually?" I replied.
"Hmmm, I think nearly all of them are also hoping that
I'll be doing that!" she smiled.
"Well... are you?" I asked.
"What d'you think?" she said with a twinkle in her eye,
and smirk from ear-to-ear.
"I think there's a definite possibility you'll be there
with me!" I replied, "Now, let me go upstairs and get
ready. But first, let's have a look what you're wearing,
and when I come down, we'll go for a drive and a little
walk."
"Nope!" she said, shaking her head, "You're not seeing
me dressed like that until we go out for our drive, and
even then, you're not going to totally see me dressed
only in my undies – not until we start our 'nudie-walk'
in the park."
"It's a deal!" I told her, "And you'll be able to see me
in my undies at the same time! I'll be about ten minutes
because I've to put some make-up on as well as get
dressed."
I shot upstairs and quickly applied my make-up, then
picked out some undies to wear underneath my raincoat.
I eventually chose a ½ cup, black lacy front-fastening
bra and matching lacy suspender-belt, with fifteen
denier black nylons, and a dark brown shoulder-length
wig with a pair of 2 inch heels and a raincoat to cover
everything up.
"Coming, ready or not!" I called as I came back
downstairs, "You like?"
"Wow! I-I... didn't recognise you!" she gasped with her
eyes wide open, "I can't wait until I get to see you
with your raincoat off!"
"You will – very soon! Now let's go for a drive and then
a little stroll!" I replied.
We eagerly left the house and went into the garage where
we got into the car and I slowly drove off into the
darkness.
Our route took us right through the middle of the
hamlet, with Anne pointing out which house belonged to
which person, and which of them had already told her
that they'd like to take us up on our offer.
"To test your nerve, I thought I'd go into town and
drive round a bit in the more illuminated areas before
setting off for the park!" I explained, "Of course,
we'll both have these raincoats undone and pulled wide
open!"
"Wide open?" she gasped as she spun her head round to
face me, "Where it's well lit so's anyone could see us?"
"Oh yes! It adds spice and daring to what we're doing!"
I explained, "Besides, you'll be dressed exactly the
same way when we meet your friends to let them do their
thing with us – and then, it'll be your neighbours
that'll be seeing you up close in your sexy undies, and
who will no doubt want to fuck you – people that you'll
see and talk to every day – not strangers that might
catch a fleeting glance of you in the car!
So if you think of it that way, complete strangers
seeing a passing glimpse of you in your undies, doesn't
matter – because the chances are, you'll never see them
again and if you did, they certainly wouldn't recognise
you."
"Hmmm, it really doesn't matter, does it? Yeah, go on
then! What the hell? And I'll tell you something,
instead of dreading it, like I was a few minutes ago,
I'm going to let them see everything – in fact, I'm
going to make sure they see everything, and I'm going to
enjoy every exposed second of it!" she said defiantly,
"Thank you Suzy, thanks of liberating me! I feel really
excited now just at the thought of flashing myself at a
complete stranger."
"You've gotten the right attitude now!" I told her, "And
when you think about it, you would have had to go
through the same thing in the park when you undid your
coat and let me see everything – and I'm your neighbour,
friend, and employee!"
As if to show her determination, she quickly undid her
raincoat and pulled the top part wide open, totally
exposing her beautifully firm 36b's to my eyes, even
though they were semi-encased in the revealing ½ cups of
her red and black, lace-trimmed bra!
"There!" she said proudly, "D'you like them?"
"They're absolutely beautiful!" I gasped, "But you would
wait until I was driving so's I couldn't touch you –
unlike me!"
With Anne watching my every move, I swiftly undid my
raincoat as well, and copied her by pulling the top of
mine wide open as well, totally exposing my 36b tits to
her!
"Bloody hell!" she gasped, "They... they look so real!"
"That's because they are real!" I replied, "Go on, feel
them!"
She reached over and cupped my felt tit I her hand –
caressing it and rubbing my stiffening nipple with her
thumb!
"My God! They're as big as mine!" she gasped.
"Yep! Exactly the same size as yours – 36b!" I replied,
"Even the same cup size!"
"You just wait till we get out of this car so I can see
the rest of you!" she grinned, "There'll be no nerves
holding me back then – I'll tell you that for nothing!"
"Oooo, you don't mean you're gonna show me your belly-
button!" I mocked.
"And the rest, matey! And not just show you! After I've
finished with you, we'll both know every blemish on each
other's bodies!" she grinned, "Truthfully!"
"That's the spirit!" I grinned, "Putting your brakes on
only slows down your fun!"
And she was true to her word when I was driving in a
well-lit place that was busy with people, and never hid
her body or turned away from them.
"Okay, I'll make for the park where we can have a seat
on a bench and talk or whatever else you want?" I told
her, "Okay by you?"
"Yeah, no problems!" she smiled.
"Now, just a little bit of info about how to keep your
raincoat on whilst still having some fun – or you can
take it off if you want, like I sometimes do." I told
her, "fully unbutton or untie the belt of your raincoat,
so's your coat's wide open and flapping about in the
breeze as you walk along. Then, if you see someone
approaching, put your hands in the pockets and pull them
together in front of you to hold your coat fully closed!
Once the person walking towards you has passed by,
simply let your coat fall open again or take your hands
out of your pockets once more!"
"Yeah, got that okay!" she smiled.
"What I normally do, is to let everything fall
completely open and only hold it shut if I see someone
coming! If you think it'd be okay to flash at them,
simply leave your coat flapping in the breeze. Once
you're sitting down, just cross your legs so's your coat
is resting on your thighs, and simply show as much or as
little as you feel okay with – that goes for the top
half as well," I explained.
"And does that usually get results?" she asked.
"It does if you 'accidentally' let your coat slide off
your knee to expose the whole of your nylon-clad thigh
and some naked leg and perhaps a little more as well!" I
chuckled, "Someone that's already interested in you will
be instantly turned-on!
But enough talk – let's get through the gates and into
the park!"
I opened my door as Anne got out of the other side – she
still holding her coat closed before walking round to
the front of the car, where I could see that she didn't
seem to be at ease with flashing, so I offered her a
solution.
"Tell you what, Anne. Why don't you walk in front of me
with your coat wide open, but without flashing at me,
and I'll be behind you with my coat wide open! That'll
get you used to how it feels to have a 'partial nudie-
walk'. Is that okay?" I suggested. "Just so's you know,
a full 'nudie-walk' is when you've taken your coat
completely off and you've draped it over your arm so's
you're just wearing your sexy undies.
But for a start, I think it might be best if you wear
your coat unbuttoned, and let it fall wide-open if and
when you feel okay with doing it."
"You mean – like this?" she asked as she turned towards
me and pulled her coat open as wide as she could,
"You'll notice that like you, I too have given up
wearing panties! And boy – you weren't kidding when you
told me how horny it makes you feel."
"I just stood there in amazement with my own coat
already hanging open, as I looked up and down her
fantastic body.
"Oooo, Suzy! By the way your cock's rising and getting
stiffer, I can see you have indeed noticed that I'm not
wearing any panties!" she laughed, "Will you give me a
hug before we go inside – just to reassure me a little?"
"Of course I will!" I replied in a whisper, "Come here,
you gorgeous creature."
She slowly walked towards me – not bothering to hold her
coat closed, and reached out to tightly wrap her arms
around me.
"You're right, this does feel nice!" she whispered into
my ear, "Let's promise each other we'll definitely do
this again!"
"Mmmm, I promise!" I breathed as our lips met and we
kissed each other as passionately as I knew how! The
warmth from her body as she pressed it against mine, was
amazing, and to be totally honest, I was more than happy
to stay just as we were.
Anne however, obviously had other ideas! As we stood
there in a tight embrace and passionately kissed each
other, I felt her spreading her feet apart – with the
result that my stiffening and rapidly growing cock –
which was already jutting out lewdly from between my
nylon-clad thighs, was now jutting up even higher and
was actually lying along the full length of her hairy
gash.
"Mmmm, I don't know about you, my darling?" she breathed
as she pulled off my lips and turned her head so's it
was resting on my erect nipples, "But, God! This feels
wonderful and is making me feel even more horny."
I knew she wasn't lying, because I could now feel her
cunt-juices seeping out of her hairy cunt and covering
my throbbing shaft.
Anne must also have suddenly become aware that she was
now oozing her cunt-juices all over my throbbing cock,
for she gripped me tight once more – as she moved her
hips back and then slowly forward – my throbbing cock
sliding along her gash before parting her inner cunt-
lips as it buried my knob-end into the entrance to her
cunt, and was swiftly followed by my rigid shaft! I felt
my knob-end butting up against her cervix and made her
catch her breath – my full length now buried inside her.
"God, this feels so bloody nice!" she whispered, "I've
been longing to ask you if we could fuck, but I didn't
have the guts to ask you with having recently been
through a really bad divorce. And I never thought I'd be
so happy as I am right now."
"I feel exactly the same Anne – I've been dying to ask
you if you'd at least just see me once in a while, and I
never for a moment thought I'd be lucky enough to find a
girl like you that actually wants to be with me!" I
replied, "I don't deserve you."
"No, it's me that doesn't deserve you!" she replied as
she looked me right in the eyes and moved her hips back
and forth a few times – riding herself on my cock.
"Well it might be best if we sat down on a bench and got
a little bit more comfortable.
If someone is walking along the path right now, they're
in for a helluva surprise when they get to these gates,"
I explained.
"I agree!" she smiled, "Stay where you are!"
With her hands on my hips, she backed up and simply slid
off my erect cock, making it jerk upwards once it was
free of the tight confines of her cunt! Seeing my cock
free, I was about to turn to enter the park, when she
slid her hands down my nylon-clad thighs and sucked my
slick and glistening cock into her mouth and bobbed her
head back and forth, sucking it clean of her own cunt-
juices.
"I really do want to carry on sucking you to make you
come, but I've gotten a much better place for it than my
mouth!" she grinned as she licked the tip of my knob-
end.
She then stood up and we held hands as we entered the
park, both then standing there with our raincoats wide
open and everything we had on show and totally exposed.
"Now I wonder where that can be?" I mused, "If I did
find it, you realise I'd have to lick it up so's you
were nice and clean again."
"Yeah, but after saving a bit for me for being your
naughty girl," she said, "And maybe after I'd had a
piddle to dilute it a bit? We don't want you getting
fat!"
"Oh yes! Cum without piddle, is like Laurel without
Hardy," I explained.
We carried on walking for about 20 minutes with our
coats wide open and for about five minutes with both of
us carrying our coats over our arms, to the obvious
delight for Anne, who got so turned on that she had an
orgasm and I had to support her until she regained her
strength and composure. Fortunately perhaps on this
occasion, we didn't meet anyone, so we turned round and
decided to have a sit down on a bench while I squatted
down between her widespread legs and licked and sucked
her cum and cunt-juice cocktail from her gash.
"Mmmm, you doing that to me is making me feel so
delightfully naughty, especially with you doing it to me
whilst I'm sitting on a bench in a public park with my
legs spread wide apart and my cunt totally exposed to
you! You really do like going down on me, don't you my
darling?" she said softly.
"As often as I can!" I told her as I sat down beside
her, "And before we go back to the car, I'll hopefully
have to go down on you again – to lick my own cum from
you."
"Mmmm, that means..." she smiled.
"It sure does! It'll be the first time that we've ever
made love together!" I replied, "You can sit on me and
fuck yourself on my cock to make yourself come when you
want to! It also means that after I've come, you can
lift yourself up off my cock, and slide up my body until
your cunt is directly over my mouth! Once there, you can
lower yourself down so's I can suck my own cum from your
pussy while you wank yourself to an orgasm, and add your
cum to mine.
Also, it'll be a simple act to slide back down to lie on
top of me so's we can share a mouthful of my cum with
each other! And can you imagine how sexy it's going to
be when we make love and I suck you out while you're
'on'?"
"Suzy, are we really going to fuck while I'm having a
period?" she asked excitedly, "I've never had sex – of
any kind – while I've been having my period! Men just
don't seem to want to be anywhere near a woman that's
having her period."
"Well this man does!" I replied firmly, "To me, it's the
best time to make love."
"Oooo, I can't wait!" she gushed as she licked her lips
in anticipation, "But then again, I suppose I'll have to
wait – I'm not due 'on' for another three weeks."
"Well, we'll just have to spend the next three weeks,
practicing – won't we?" I suggested, "And something
tells me I'll be getting it wrong most of the time, so
I'm going to need to spend a lot of time practicing with
you!"
"Mmmm, how about starting some of that practicing right
here and now?" she said quietly, "All this talk about us
having sex together when I'm having a period, has made
me feel exceedingly horny! Look! I'm literally dripping
with excitement."
I looked down between her splayed legs, to see four or
five viscous strings of her cunt-juices – oozing from
her pussy and dangling almost to the ground before they
stretched to their limit and separated – falling onto
the path to form several spreading pools between her
feet.
"You know what this means?" I told her.
"No, what?" she replied.
"It means I'm going to have to go down on you and lick
you out again!" I said.
"You silly bugger!" she laughed, "I thought there was
something wrong!"
As she spun sideways and laid back, I sank between her
splayed knees and once more clamped my mouth over her
cunt-lips – sucking the juices that were liberally
flowing from her and into my mouth for me to savour
their honey-sweet taste.
"God, I love the feeling I get when you're licking me
out, Suzy!" she breathed, "It makes me feel so sensual
and excited as I realise that I'm exposing and revealing
my most personal and private place to you as you push
your mouth up against me and suck my cunt-juices out of
me! I've never laid back like this and allowed myself to
be so exposed as I am right now – not even with my ex-
husband! And to think I'm doing it whilst lying on a
public park-bench, having my cunt licked out by a man
that looks one hundred percent like a woman, and who I
met only two or three days ago!"
Hearing what she was saying, and not making much headway
on licking her cunt clean of her flooding cunt-juices, I
slowly moved up her body – across her lacy black
suspender-belt, up and across her flat stomach, and all
the way between the twin mounds of her firm tits, until
I was finally level with her face.
"You'll like this next feeling, then!" I told her.
I could already feel that my knob-end was gently parting
her cunt-lips, so I knew that just a little push from
me, would make my entire length slide all the way inside
her, and start our first ever fuck!
"What feeling?" she asked.
Unable to hold back any longer, I immediately thrust
forward, burying my cock deep inside the scalding
scabbard that was her cunt!
Anne immediately responded by letting out a strangulated
cry and tightly crossing her legs over my hips – pulling
me even deeper inside her!
"Yessssssssss! Oh my God, yessssssssss!" she hissed
through gritted teeth as she clawed at my back, "Fuck me
Suzy! Please, fuck me! I've waited so long for you to
slide that hard cock of yours deep inside me! Ram it
inside me as hard as you can, so I'll be still be able
to feel where your knob-end has smashed into me and
filled me with your thick and creamy cum, when I wake up
tomorrow!"
I did my best to fulfill her wishes and pulled myself
towards her so's our bodies were as one, with her face
pressed hard against my neck.
"Fuck me! Oh fuck me, please fuck me and never stop!"
she whimpered over and over again, "I want to feel your
cum filling me until it overflows from me! Let my cunt-
juices mix with your cum so's we can both lie back and
drink it all night as you keep on fucking your beautiful
cock inside me until we're both red-raw!"
Over the next hour of solid sex, I managed to come
twice, once deep inside her so's she told me she could
feel me coating her cervix with my thick and creamy cum,
and the second time, after we'd rolled over so's Anne
was on sitting on top and repeatedly impaling herself on
my rigid cock – until I came once more and made her
repeatedly thrust her hips back and forth as she fucked
herself to a standstill on my spurting cock!
"Jesus Christ!" she gasped as we laid on our sides
alongside each other, with my now flaccid cock still
buried inside her, "I have to tell you something in all
sincerity!"
"And what's that, my darling?" I asked as I repeatedly
kissed and pecked her face, neck and chest and she
wriggled and squirmed on my cock.
"Two things!" she began, "First, I've never felt so
content and 'at one' with anyone in my whole life, as I
do with you right now! I feel so utterly satisfied, so
contented and cared for, so at ease and relaxed and safe
with you!
And to show you just how sincere I am, I never ever
thought I'd ever say this again to anyone, but I must
tell you that I'm deeply, desperately, and utterly in
love with you!
And I can honestly say, I've never felt such a
passionate and intense love for anyone, as I'm feeling
for you! I really do love you!"
"Well, if I'd to repeat twice over what you've just
said, it couldn't begin to explain how I feel about you!
Anne. I love you to bits and I'll never hurt you because
I'd be hurting myself! You excel as a lover, in your
beauty, with your charm and wit, as a companion, and
most of all, as a person and true friend.
"It would be totally impossible to describe how I feel
about you, because the words simply haven't been
invented to adequately describe the love one has for
what's surely the perfect blend of a devil and an angel!
You're a truly lovable 'devil' as far as you being a
supremely talented sexual partner is concerned, and also
an archangel simply by your presence!"
As I finished answering her, I became suddenly aware
that she was sobbing intensely into my neck – her whole
body jerking as she caught her breath and whispered that
she really meant everything that she'd said, and that
she really did love me!"
"C'mon my darling, let's get you home, shall we?" I
whispered, "Would you like to sleep at my place? I've a
funny feeling that it wouldn't be the last time if you
did!"
As we stood up and put our coats on for the first time
that evening I reached into my pockets and found a
hankie for her to use.
"D'you know what?" I said as I passed her the hankie, "I
feel so at ease because of what we've both said to each
other tonight, I'm gonna walk back to the car with my
coat open wide and expose everything!"
"And I'm gonna do the same!" she said with a note of
defiance, "And I'll tell you something else as well!"
"What's that my darling?" I asked.
"Jesus! My cunt's fucking sore!" she laughed.
"Well, I wasn't going to say anything – but so's my
cock!" I replied, "Have you seen my knob-end? It's like
a damn beetroot!"
"I bet my cervix is as well! Hey, you don't happen to
know of anyone that wants to buy a recently butchered
set of cunt-lips with matching cervix, do you?" she
replied, "Good owner, and used properly only once! But
boy – were they really used!"
Thankfully, we didn't meet anyone on the way back to the
car, and we were soon settling down for a drink at my
place.
"Your message light is flashing on the phone," she said,
as I passed her drink to her.
So I went over and switched it on...
"Is that Robin?" the taped voice asked, "This is the
vicar of St Luke's, Anne said I should ring you and I
wondered if I could pop over and talk to you tomorrow
evening?" I'll explain everything when I see you. Bye
for now."
"I think I know what that's about!" Anne smirked, "His
wife told me about it a month or two ago, and I rang her
to tell her about you and how you might be able to help
him and his friend out once in a while? Come to think of
it? I think just about everybody in the hamlet will be
ringing you sooner or later – particularly when the word
gets out about you and what you like doing! I know for a
fact that five more – all in their forties, said they'd
ring you and then come and see you! But you must promise
me one thing – leave some time in each week to fuck me!"
"Christ, it's not that bad – is it?" I asked.
"Worse!" she replied seriously, "Even though they're all
middle-aged, and all are generally respected in the
local community because of the positions they hold in
it, I think just about everybody in these eight or nine
houses around us are either sex-mad, depraved, corrupted
or perverted in some way or another, and I think it's
safe to say that every perversion known to man – and
animals, is routinely performed here by every one of the
locals – with all ages, classes, religions and sexes
being involved. But enough of that for now. What we both
need right now is some sleep! Do I remember the offer of
a bed for the night?"
"You do! C'mon, let's go up. I'm worn out!" I replied.
And so to bed...
-= CHAPTER EIGHT =-
"Oh, hello vicar! Yes, he is in! I'll just go and get
him for you!" Anne said when she answered the phone the
following evening after I'd finished for the day at her
place.
"It's the vicar!" she whispered to me before handing me
the phone.
"Hello vicar, Robin here, what can I do for you?" I
asked.
"Hello Robin, I was talking to Anne the other day and
asked her about you – having seen you both around the
hamlet. With her living here, she knows quite a bit
about the locals and their lives. That's why she said
that she thought you might be able to help me out with
your 'special' talents! She didn't explain what your
'special' talents were, but did suggest that a phone-
call and a visit to you wouldn't do any harm! So I was
wondering if I could pop round and see you and Anne, and
see if you can help me? I don't mind speaking in front
of Anne, as she knows why I'm coming anyway!"
"Hmmm, I see no reason why you shouldn't pop round as
soon as you want, vicar.
We'll be waiting for you! Goodbye for now!"
"Is he coming round? Anne asked me.
"Yeah, and he told me you'd know what it's about. Wanna
give me some idea what subject I'm going to advise him
on before he comes?" I asked her.
"I did mention what sort of place this is, and what sort
of people live here?" she started, "It's obviously about
something sexual – although he doesn't know anything
about your private life. To give you a head start, he's
married, and both him and his wife are in their early
forties. He has a friend a few miles away who's a
Catholic Priest, and has a liking for being really
friendly with little girls and boys! I'm not sure
whether the vicar also has this 'liking', but he did
tell me that his wife knows exactly why he's coming
round to see you tonight!"
"Hmmm, he should've contacted me when I was going round
to Kevin's place some years ago – I could've supplied
the real thing for him to fuck – me!" I laughed, just as
the door-bell rang.
"It's okay my darling, I'll let him in." I told her.
"Good evening vicar! Please, come inside and get
comfortable!" I told him.
"Thank you Robin! I hope I'm not imposing?" he replied.
"Not in the least!" I said, "Would you like a drink?"
"Oooo, considering the subject I want to speak to you
about, I think I'd better have one to help me explain
why I'm here!" he replied.
Anne – the perfect hostess – was already pouring out our
drinks, and passed them round as we got settled.
"Now vicar, I have to tell you that everything you say
to us this evening is in the strictest confidence and
won't be repeated by either of us without your expressed
permission! Neither of us are here to judge you and we
will not take offence to anything you tell us – whether
it's something illegal, immoral, socially unacceptable,
or just plain kinky! Lord knows, most of what has
happened in my life could get me put in prison if it was
ever made public! From the age of 9 until I was 16, I
was sodomised on a regular basis by elderly men that
wanted sex with a little boy.
But I really enjoyed it and willingly used to go to this
man's house, where a dozen men were waiting to sodomise
me whilst I had oral sex with some of the others.
This happened most nights a week for 7 years! On some
nights they wanted a little girl instead, so I used to
wear my own set of women's sexy undies and a
'schoolgirl' wig – and as Anne will tell you, it's a
practice I still enjoy doing to this day!
It's known as crossdressing and we both get a real
thrill when I do it! So, I hope that's helped you feel
more at ease and that you now feel as though you can
speak freely!"
"It certainly has! I can now forget I'm a vicar, and
speak freely as a man! Well, living in such a remote and
secluded place like this, can sometimes be monotonous
and tedious! One soon gets tired of mowing the lawn and
trimming the hedges, and so you naturally look to
introduce some excitement into your life! Not being
quite 'over the hill' – but fast approaching it, I took
solace by trying to increase sexual-relations with my
dear wife!" he confided.
"Sadly, although the spirit was willing, the flesh was
embarrassingly weak, and I'm sad to say I only rarely
managed it – and didn't always make a good job of it! So
I sometimes feel like a beaten man, because I know my
dear wife gets so terribly frustrated, not only by the
rarity, but also my incapacity to achieve satisfactory
and sustained love-making! That's something I need to
talk to you about. But the main reason I wanted to see
you, wasn't for me, but for another.
I have a dear friend who's a Catholic Priest in a nearby
town. Now I'm sure you're aware that Catholic Priests
are totally celibate and are not allowed to have any
sort of sexual-relations at all. Unfortunately, he's
finding it more and more difficult to observe his vow of
celibacy, and has become so desperate, he's approached
me and talked openly about it, in the hope we might find
a solution.
I've told him that I'd help him if possible – and while
talking to Anne about my problem without going into
details, she told me that even though she didn't know
the problem, she thought you might be able to offer a
solution? So, I'm now completely at your mercy and will
listen to anything that you can suggest!"
I was silent for a minute while I thought it through,
during which time, Anne refilled our glasses with
another belt of Southern Sunsets – much to the vicar's
pleasure.
"Okay, I'll take your friend's problem first, if I may?
If the Priest has sex with anyone over the age of
consent, there has been no crime committed – that's the
law.
"The only comeback if anyone found out, would be with
the Catholic church!
So – and please excuse my 'earthy' language from now on,
vicar – I'd eagerly be in total agreement with offering
myself for him to fuck whenever he wanted me to.
"Furthermore, if he thought he might get more
satisfaction with me dressing up as a schoolgirl or a
young boy in shorts for him to fuck, I'd be willing to
do that as well.
"Do you think either or both of these two suggestions
might be a solution to his problems? I could visit him,
or he could visit me!"
"D'you know, young man, I really feel as though a great
weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and for one so
young, you've a brilliant head on your shoulders!" he
said, "I'll ring him later and put your solutions to him
to see what he says!"
"You can use our phone and ring him now, if you want to,
vicar? I'd be interested to hear what he says to my
ideas?" I told him.
Thanks, I will!" he replied.
Me and Anne sat back while the vicar was on the phone to
his friend, and all the time, Anne kept her knees spread
wide apart and flashed her hairy cunt at me – and when
the vicar turned away from us, she reached under her
skirt, and sat there blatantly finger-fucking herself
before she pulled her fingers out, and sucked them
clean.
"He wants to speak to you, Robin!" the vicar said as he
offered me the phone.
"Hello Robin, I really don't know how to thank you for
not only helping with my problem, but also for being so
understanding!" the voice on the phone said, "Can I
phone you sometime this week to arrange a meeting for
us?"
"Certainly! Here, or your place?" I replied.
"It might be better at your place so's prying eyes don't
see anything!" he replied. "Besides which, I can visit
my vicar friend as well!"
"Would you like him to come and see exactly what happens
between us – then he'll know as much as you, and you'll
be able to explain things easier to him!" I replied.
"Hmmm, put him back on please, and I'll ask him!" he
said.
"Okay, I'll wait to hear from you! Bye!" I replied as I
gave the vicar the phone.
"He wants to speak to you for a minute." I told him.
I looked across at Anne, and saw that she was doing her
best to hold back her tears.
"Whatever's the matter my darling?" I asked her as I
cuddled her in my arms.
"Nothing!" she sniffled, "It's just me being silly!" she
smiled weakly.
"Please, tell me what's bothering you?" I insisted.
"It...it's just that... when you offered to let the
vicar speak on the phone to his friend just now, you
told him he could use 'our' phone, and not 'my' phone!"
"So?" I replied, still unsure what'd upset her.
"Without a moment's thought, you immediately said 'our'
phone – which meant that it's yours and mine – and that
means that even without having a chance to think about
it or to pick your words, you instinctively thought of
us... as a couple!"
"Well I do think of us as a couple, because I love you,
I really do!" I whispered.
The vicar put the phone down and sipped his drink again
before sitting down with a broad smile on his face.
"It's all sorted, and he'll ring you back to make the
final arrangements." he explained.
"Well we're halfway there, so, how can I help with your
dilemma, vicar?" I asked.
"To put it quite simply, I feel really bad that my wife
is getting so frustrated by me not being able to perform
as I used to – in fact, for me to perform at all!" he
explained.
"Well apart from self-stimulation or using a dildo or
vibrator, the only other thing I can suggest, is for
your wife to have sex with someone else!" I told him
bluntly.
"Hmmm, I've had that thought running through my head for
a long time now, Robin.
And I've tried everything I know to think of another
solution – but I have to accept that if she's ever going
to be satisfied again in the normal way, it's going to
have to be with... another man!" he sighed.
"Forgive me from asking you this, but has your wife ever
had any bi tendencies?" I asked, "You know – wanting to
have sex with another woman?"
"We were in bed together about six months ago, and she
told me she'd once gotten very aroused about another
woman! She'd met a good looking woman when we were on
holiday in Spain two years before, and thought seriously
about having sex with her.
This is roughly what she told me that night six months
ago, and I've actually wondered about her having lesbian
tendencies ever since then!
We were in Sitges, and it was when I was resting in a
deck-chair that Joyce told me she was going for a
cooling walk along the water-line. She called back that
she'd be about an hour, and to stay where I was so's
she'd know where to find me.
When she did come back she seemed very agitated and had
such a tale to tell about what she'd seen. She'd
accidentally strayed onto a nudist beach and didn't
realise it until there were naked people all the way
around her. By that time, it was too late, and as she
lit up a cigarette, a woman – who she'd been looking at
because of her perfect body, came over and squatted down
right beside her and asked if she could have a light? Of
course she was totally naked and Joyce said she couldn't
take her eyes off her!
When she'd gone, Joyce was so hot and bothered by the
way the woman's 'privates' had been totally exposed and
so near to her hand when she'd squatted down, Joyce
decided it'd be the easiest thing in the world to slip
out of her sarong and bikini, and to lie there naked for
a few minutes, to cool off – after all she knew nobody
there and nobody knew her! She then told me that she
closed her eyes and had drawn her knees up as she was
starting to drift into a comforting sleep.
She thought she felt something touching her – in a very
private place, and opened her eyes to see it was the
woman who'd wanted a light earlier on, and she was
gently sliding her fingers in and out of my wife's
pussy! Unknown to Joyce, when she'd drifted off, her
knees had fallen wide open and the erotic sight had
aroused this woman enough to make her walk over to Joyce
and start getting her stimulated.
It was then that she admitted that she was so turned-on
by what the woman was doing to her, she simply laid back
and enjoyed the inevitable orgasm that built up inside
her and quickly followed! She said that she should've
told me right away what had happened, but she'd felt so
satisfied and fulfilled after so long without sex
between us, she wanted to keep it to herself in case it
upset me, and also for her to relive the experience many
more times instead of getting the sex she thought she
should be having with me! So, if I want our marriage to
last, I have to do something about the problem – and
fast!"
"Well, I don't know about you Robin, but after hearing
everything the vicar has told us, as a woman, the only
solution I can think of is that the vicar agrees totally
to Joyce getting sexual-relief off somebody else – be it
with another man, or if Joyce says she prefers it – with
another woman!" Anne explained.
"Hmmm... and have you some people you could get that'd
be willing to do this for Joyce?" the vicar asked.
"I think Anne's thinking that she could fill the role of
another woman, and that I could fill the role of the
substitute man!" I said quietly, "Sorry vicar, but
that's the only things we can come up with!"
"I'll have a good long talk to her tomorrow and get back
to you tomorrow to tell you he decision." he said,
"Thanks for helping me. See you tomorrow evening."
"Hell's bells, what torment must that man be going
through?" I said to Anne, "We sorted out his friend
okay, but his problem was different all together!"
"Let's go to bed, my darling! There's nothing more we
can do to help now." she said.
"Oh, have you fed Barney?" I asked, "He's okay in the
kitchen – isn't he?"
"He's fine!" she replied, "He's settled in nicely!"
The vicar rang the following evening and told me he'd
had a long discussion with his wife Joyce, and after
weighing up the pros and cons, she'd thought long and
hard about the incident in Spain and thought that if she
had sex with another woman now, it might make her feel
like she was gay or a lesbian – and she didn't want
that.
He said that the other two options appealed more to her
– as long as he was okay with it? At first he didn't
like the idea of her having full sex with any other man,
but he found that because she wouldn't be doing it
behind his back, he felt that he'd be giving her his
love through me, and it was steadily getting easier to
accept.
He then suggested that if I was with her and dressed as
Suzy, they both thought they'd be okay with that,
because he'd find it a lot easier to accept if I
actually looked like another woman, and she'd know I was
a male, despite looking like another woman!
So they had another long and in-depth talk, and they
agreed that they both wanted to see me as Suzy before
they finally decided on anything!
Joyce asked him what I looked like as Suzy and he told
her he'd never seen me dressed, so when they did finally
see me as Suzy, it'd be a first for both of them.
"So, could you and Anne come across to see us tomorrow
evening?" he asked.
"Of course!" I replied, and we agreed for 8pm at his
place, "But remember, we'll be there to help you, not
take over from you!"
I was thinking about it all day whilst working at Anne's
place – well, most of the day before she came round and
we ended up in bed together! When we got home just after
5pm, there was another message on the answer-phone from
someone called Laura.
"Hi, my name's Laura and I live just across the lane
from you. I hope you don't mind me ringing, but while I
was having coffee with the rest of the girls from the
hamlet at our weekly get together, one of them told the
others about a couple that live nearby, who could make
life a little more 'exciting' for the residents.
"So it's now common knowledge among the girls, and most
have said because of their infrequent and very mundane
sex-lives, they really need to make use of your service,
but haven't yet used it – or so they say!! The thing is,
if it is genuine, I really do want to take you up on
your offer! So, could you ring me back and tell me more
about your service?"
I immediately rang back and Laura answered after I told
her who I was, and that I was answering her earlier call
to us.
"Would you like to pop round to see us now?" I asked,
We've got to go out at 8pm, to see a nearby couple that
also need to talk to us about our services, so if you
could come over before then, we can maybe sort things
out and arrange a date with you?"
"No problem! I can come straight away!" she replied.
I gave her the house name and she said that as she knew
it, she'd be here in 5 minutes. As soon as she came, we
invited her in and she sat down with a coffee.
"I believe you like to dress as a woman?" she started,
"And that you also like to go out for walks whilst
wearing only your undies under your raincoat!"
"That's completely true, we call them 'nudie-walks'!" I
told her.
"Good Lord, I must've seen several times as a woman,
walking through the hamlet in your raincoat! I never for
a moment would have guessed that you were wearing only
women's undies underneath your coat!" she said, "Anyway,
I want three things off you. I want to have one of these
'nudie-walk' things through the hamlet and surrounding
area with you, whilst I'm dressed only in some sexy
undies.
"I also want to be fucked by you while we're outdoors!
Then – if it's possible, I'd for you to arrange for a
woman to lick and suck your cum out of my pussy before
we walk back home – still with some of your cum oozing
out of me and running down my legs. Do you think you can
do all that for me?" she asked.
"No problems!" I smiled, "Will the weekend be okay if
it's not raining?"
"Perfect! I'll ring again be then to arrange things
properly, and when I've been out and bought some sexy
undies!" she said as she stood up to leave, "Right, I'll
let you get off to see your other client! Bye for now!"
"Right, I'm going upstairs to get dressed – are you
coming to get ready?" I asked.
"Sure am!" she beamed, "I'll bring us some drinks up,
okay?"
"Oooo, yes please!" I smiled.
When she returned a few minutes later, I asked her
something I'd had on my mind.
"Anne? After thinking about it for a while, I've come to
think that we're going over there and will be focusing
on satisfying the vicar's wife without not really doing
anything to help him – and yet it's him that came to us
for help!" I explained.
"Hmmm, that's true!" she said, "And you're now thinking
that maybe I could be doing something to help him – if
they agree to let us help them?"
"If he's going to be standing alongside us – watching
somebody else making love to his wife – under whatever
circumstances and for whatever reasons – I think he'd
benefit if somebody paid some attention to him at the
same time!"
"Don't tell me – and you think that I should maybe give
the vicar a blow-job, to make him feel as though he's
part of what's happening to his wife – right?" she said.
"I couldn't have put it better myself!" I grinned.
"I'll start with stroking the outside of his pants, and
if I get any reaction, I'll unzip him and try to make
him come at the same time as his wife. If that doesn't
do some good, I don't know what will?" she suggested.
An hour later we were standing at the vicarage door,
where Joyce let us both inside.
"Wow! I don't mean any insult, but who's who?" she
gasped.
We both informed her which was which, and she
immediately said that she was already okay with the
proposed plan for tonight.
"I'll just call the vicar so's he can see you both as
well!" she informed us, "But I'm sure it's just a
formality!"
When the vicar saw us together, he too couldn't believe
how much like a woman I looked, and after a quick few
words in his wife's ear, he told us everything was okay
and that we could go ahead. And when we suggested Anne
also taking part, both of them readily agree and said
they both thought it was a marvellous idea.
Ten minutes later we were both sitting in the vicar's
bedroom with Joyce already lying on the bed in her new
sexy undies, and the vicar standing at one side.
"Let me just confirm, if either of you want us to stop –
for whatever reason, we stop immediately, without any
questions or explanations – understood? You shout, Stop!
and we immediately stop!"
I then climbed on the bed alongside Joyce, with her
holding her husband's hand, and Anne kneeling alongside
him.
"Okay?" I asked both of them. They both nodded and I
then turned to Joyce and cupped her right tit in my hand
before kissing her lightly on her neck. Immediately, she
rolled to face me and let go of her husband's hand,
sliding it under my miniskirt and coming into contact
with my stiffening cock! She started to wank me
underneath my skirt, and passionately kissed me – her
tongue sliding into my mouth – pretty racy actions for a
vicar's wife, I thought.
It was then that I looked over to see that Anne's hand
was now not only sliding up and down the front of the
vicar's pants, but that she was actively kneading the
rapidly growing bulge in them! Any guilt I felt about
what I was doing in front of him with his wife, suddenly
disappeared when I saw the vicar swiftly unzipping his
pants and pulling his stiffening cock out.
Anne immediately turning towards him before sucking his
knob-end into her mouth! Joyce then rolled onto her back
and spread her legs wide before taking hold of my hand
and thrusting it up to her oozing cunt for me to finger-
fuck her! As I thrust my fingers in and out of her
rapidly drooling cunt, she reached across and took hold
of her husband's cock, rapidly wanking it as Anne
continued to suck until it was fully erect and hard.
I then threw my leg over Joyce's so's I was lying
between her splayed thighs, and fed my cock in between
the frothy gash of her cunt-lips, making her moan loudly
as I rammed my cock all the way inside her and commenced
to fuck her, hard and deep! As she wrapped her legs
tightly around my hips, I saw her directing her
husband's cock towards her – pulling it out of Anne's
mouth as she mouthed something to him.
I soon realised what it was, she wanted to be sucking
her husband's cock so's she could get a mouthful when
they were both coming.
Anne seemed okay with it as she gave me a wink as Joyce
turned her head towards her husband and sucked his
entire knob-end into her mouth, with Anne now furiously
wanking the vicar's cock as Joyce sucked on it.
Feeling I was about to come, I gasped into Joyce's ear
that I was very near to coming, and did she still want
me to come inside her? Her answer was to tighten her
grip on my hips – holding me inside her as I thrust as
deeply as I could inside her. It was as my knob-end
repeatedly butted up against her rubbery cervix, that
Joyce gave the first indications that she was about to
come! So I nodded at Anne and she immediately redoubled
her efforts to make the vicar come at the same time as
his wife.
Unable to hold back any longer, I let my load go and
started to come, with my cock buried deep inside the
vicar's wife! She obviously felt my cock pulsating and
jerking deep inside her cunt, and cried out to her
husband that she too was coming.
He then started to thrust his cock into his wife's
mouth, with Anne's fist rapidly sliding up and down his
shaft – a broad grin spreading across her face as she
felt his cock pulsating like mine as we both watched
Joyce swallowing his cum, with some of it leaking out of
the corner of her mouth.
My job now done, Joyce relaxed her grip on me, so I
pulled my shrinking cock out of her dribbling cunt and
sat back on my ankles before getting off the bed.
Anne eyed her chance, and quickly replaced me by lying
between Joyce's thighs to suck and lick up the cocktail
of my and Joyce's cum – with the added ingredient of
Joyce's cunt-juices! Both the vicar and his wife dropped
their hands onto Anne's head and gently stroked her hair
as she slurped noisily on Joyce's drooling cunt.
Another ten minutes or so, Anne sat up and told Joyce
that she'd sucked and licked out her cunt as clean as
she could.
"However can we begin to thank you both for helping
Joyce and myself to once more enjoy the beautiful
feeling of having sex together?" He gushed, "Though I
think to be sure, we should employ you once again in a
week or so? What d'you say?"
"If you feel that you'd benefit from another visit, we'd
both be glad to oblige!" I said.
"Suzy, you've some talent there with hat cock of yours!
You soon had me turned on enough to want to suck off my
husband's cock, and swallow his cum – something I'm sure
he won't mind me telling you, hasn't happened for many
years! And oh, that once familiar taste of his cum once
more in my mouth! And Anne, what can I say about your
little surprise? Except that it felt absolutely
magnificent to have a woman once more between my legs!"
I hadn't told them anything about that, my darling!" the
vicar interrupted.
"Oh well, it's too late to stop now, my darling!" she
smiled, "I really used to enjoy it then, and I certainly
enjoyed it just now with Anne! Just a thought... Anne,
you wouldn't like to make it more of a regular thing,
would you?"
"What, me being your female lover?" Anne asked as she
looked over to me.
"I know I said earlier that I didn't want a female
lover, but I really, really enjoyed it with you tonight,
and I know the vicar wouldn't mind in the slightest!"
she explained, "And, the offer includes Suzy, as my
husband agreed yesterday, that if tonight was a success
because of both of you, Suzy could also be my lover, as
well as you! And are you still okay with that
arrangement, my darling? it's okay for Suzy and Anne to
be my lovers?"
"Well I don't need any other lovers, because I'll still
have enough of a job keeping you satisfied. But If I can
join in with you three once in a while, and make love to
you with Suzy and Anne making love alongside us – of
course they can!" he smiled.
"Suzy?" Anne said as she turned and looked at me...
"You can have as many female lovers as you want, my
darling!" I smiled, "And I see no reason why you and
Joyce shouldn't be lovers, and that Joyce should come
and visit you as often as she wants whenever she gets
the urge to see you, and I think I speak for the vicar,
when I say that we don't have to be there when she
does."
"So unless someone disagrees, the answer's 'Yes!' we'd
love to be your lovers, Joyce. and you can come round to
our place if you want and get me to choose one of Suzy's
many sets of sexy undies for you to wear and excite your
husband again – now things are happening between you
both, once again!" Anne told her.
"Once again, I want to thank you both, you've both saved
our marriage – and indeed added to it with your promise
of being our lovers!" he announced.
"Just one thing... I assume you want our arrangement,
private?" I asked.
"Well I'm not all that bothered for myself, but it might
be awkward for Joyce, so I'd have to say that we'd both
like it to be low key and that we should exercise
discretion when visiting each other's houses – apart
from our next session in a week's time!"
"Well, I thought that went very well and he seemed to
benefit greatly from it!" Anne said when we got back
home.
"Hmmm, I totally agree with you!" I told her, "And are
you still okay about being their full-time lovers? Or
was it something you agreed in the heat of the moment?"
"No, I still feel okay with it!" she replied, "And you?"
"Actually, if they hadn't suggested it – I would have!"
I smiled, "Now, do you want to be my lover for the
night?"
"Hmmm, I'm not sure... let me think!" she teased.
"Just for that! You are not allowed to piddle I my mouth
when I'm sucking my cum out of you, for the next two
minutes!" I replied with mock disdain.
"And after the next two minutes are up?" she asked.
"There had better be a 'piddle time' later on, that's
all!" I replied.
"If you don't stop teasing, I'll be 'piddle time' now!"
she laughed, "C'mon, bed!"
-= CHAPTER NINE =-
We spent some of the time before the week-end, undie-
clad in the local woods while the rain soaked us through
– but both enjoyed it immensely – especially when Anne
stood over me with legs astride, and simply pissed all
over me – over my undie-clad body, my face, and directly
into my mouth when I opened it up for her.
"Mmmm, I love it when you drink my pee!" she grinned as
she slid my foreskin up and down my shaft, "Now don't be
greedy, let me have some as well!"
Without waiting, she sank down on top of me and clamped
her lips over my mouth before I forced a good half-
mouthful of her pee, into her own mouth!
"Mmmm, I can see why you keep asking me to pee inside
your mouth!" she grinned, "It really doesn't taste so
bad at all!"
"It's even better when it's mixed with your cunt-juices!
I'll let you try some next time you give me a mouthful."
I told her, "Really sweet! A lot like honey, if I'm
truthful!"
"Hmmm, I'm spoiling you!" she said, "Pee and cunt-juices
that taste like honey?"
Laura had rung us on Friday evening to arrange for her
'nudie-walk' with us on Saturday evening – around dusk
at 9pm. So we both got ready, with Anne helping me with
my eye-liner, a task I found hard to do!
When the door-bell rang at 9pm, we both knew it was
Laura, and we ushered her inside so's we could explain
what to do when wearing her raincoat.
"How are you feeling, Laura?" Anne asked her over a
Southern Sunset.
"Nervous as hell!" she replied, "But really looking
forward to getting fucked later on! Do you know, I
haven't been fucked for over two years – or had an
orgasm for three! That damn husband of mine is too
interested in his work, to even think about me!"
"Does he know you're here with us tonight, and what
you're gonna be doing with us later on in the park?"
Anne asked her.
"To be quite honest, I didn't think he'd be interested,
so I didn't tell him!" she grinned, "Actually, he's gone
down to the golf club and won't be back till about 11pm!
Hmmm... I wonder if I got down on all fours on the 18th
green in these sexy undies, he might rush out and fuck
the living daylights out of me? No, perhaps not! He'd
use the wrong club and bogey the hole!"
Me and Anne couldn't help giggling at Laura's remarks!
"Come on – you poor golf widow! Let's go and enjoy
ourselves!" I told her.
Laura was actually a very attractive woman of about 44,
medium build with shortish blonde hair in a page-boy
cut, something like 36c tits and a little extra on the
thighs for my liking – but certainly not fat! Again,
it's only my opinion, and 95% of guys would find her
okay, whereas if a woman is over a UK dress-size of 12
or 14, she's certainly getting too heavily-built for my
liking! To sum up, I'd certainly not turn her down, and
was eagerly looking forward to fucking her later on!
Just as it began to grow dark, all three of us started
off for our little 'nudie-walk' on the country lanes
around the hamlet, finishing up in the park and going
somewhere a little more private where we could enjoy
ourselves.
As we left the heavy tree canopy of the hamlet, we
turned left onto a lane that took us about half a mile
from any houses and turned onto an even narrower and
less-used lane that effectively encircled the trees and
houses of our hamlet, and was only used by the farmers
to gain tractor access to their fields.
Guess what? Because the lane is so quiet, and tractors
can plainly be heard coming towards you, over half a
mile away – giving you about five minutes to get
dressed.
And as we couldn't hear any tractors we all removed our
raincoats and walked along with them over our arms. I'd
chosen to wear a front-fastening lemon lace over white
satin 1/2 cup, front-fastening bra and matching
suspender-belt, with fifteen white denier nylons, whilst
Anne had chosen a set of undies from my collection and
very nearly the same style as mine, but in a pale lilac
with a delicate white lace overlay. Laura had chosen a
front-fastening black platform bra with lace trimming
and red satin under-cups and a matching skimpy
suspender-belt in black lace with red satin side-panels
and 15 denier black nylons.
"Well Laura, what does your first ever 'nudie-walk' feel
like? I asked her.
"I can answer that for her!" Anne said confidently,
"Look at the cunt-juices running down her legs! She's
sopping wet!"
"If I was to tell you that every step I'm taking is
rapidly bringing my orgasm nearer and nearer, would that
answer your question?" she breathed heavily.
"Awww! The poor girl!" Anne cried, "We can't let her go
through too much discomfort, can we Suzy?"
Before I'd time to answer her, Anne had squatted down
and forced Laura's feet apart before licking the cunt-
juices off her sopping, nylon-clad thighs!
"Oh my sweet fucking Jesus!" Laura moaned as she looked
down to see Anne slowly tracing her tongue up the inside
of her right thigh from ankle to dripping cunt-lip, and
then licking all the way down her left thigh to her
other ankle! Then, before she had chance to protest or
stop her, Anne's mouth was firmly clamped over Laura's
drooling cunt, as she noisily sucked and gulped down her
frothy, viscous cunt-juices with a fair amount coating
on Anne's chin and firm tits – and erect nipples!
"Wait till she's licking my cum out of your cunt after
I've fucked you, Laura!" I said softly, "And then lie
back and feel her finger-fucking you as she shares some
of my cum with you, for you to gulp down and swallow!
It'll then be my turn to share my cum with her, as she
squats down over my face and forces my cum out of her
cunt when I've finished fucking her – then finishes off
by pissing into my mouth so's I can swallow a good
mouthful of her honey-sweet piss!"
Not realising her own talents, Laura gave put a sigh and
a moan a her orgasm hit her and she nearly collapsed
against Anne!
We both caught her trembling body as she moaned and
groaned with pure pleasure, her whole body jerking and
contorting as she laid on the lane and rode out her
violent and powerful orgasm!
"Oh dear God, help me!" she gasped and breathed over and
over again – alternating with, "Oh Sweet Jesus! I'm
coming, I'm coming!" and "Oh, my God, I'm dying!"
It seemed much longer, but it was about 5 minutes before
she started to come round and recover from a
particularly vicious orgasm!
"Phew! What the hell happened?" she gasped as she
remained sitting on the ground.
"Anne!" I replied proudly, "Anne happened!"
"Christ, warn me next time, please!" she breathed, "I'll
never live through another orgasm like that one! Anne!
Where the fucking hell did you learn to make someone
have an orgasm as powerful and satisfying as that?
You've got a very rare and highly satisfying talent
within you, and should bottle it! You'd be a millionaire
in a month!
Suzy, you've gotten the Leonardo Da Vinci of orgasm
inducers here, look after her!"
After another 5 minutes, Laura was able to walk – albeit
unsteadily!
"Bloody hell, no fucking orgasms for three years, and
then Anne comes along and nearly fucking kills me –
Jesus Christ!" Laura was muttering to herself as she
staggered along the road with us.
I was pissing myself – not literally – at what Laura was
muttering, and could only shake my head, laugh even
more, and wave her away when Anne asked what the hell
was wrong with me?
"Fucking mad! That woman should carry a fucking
Government health warning!" Laura then muttered to
herself once more. That was too much for a man to take,
and I flopped down in the road and rolled about with
laughter – beating my fists on the tarmac as Laura
continued to call Anne from hill to burn at how severe
an orgasm Anne had caused her to have!"
This time Anne heard her, and she too collapsed onto the
ground in fits of laughter.
"What the hell's up with you two?" Laura then asked in a
moment of lucidity but still, total oblivion, "You
okay?"
Well, that made it worse, and Anne literally did piss
herself whilst she laid back at the side of the lane and
listened to the latest outrageous protestations from
Laura!
"I think we'd better be getting to the park before it
gets too dark!" I suggested, "If it gets too dark, we
can't see anyone walking towards us! You still enjoying
it, Laura?"
Laura was still oozing her cunt-juices – a good sign
that she was still feeling horny.
"Oh yes!" she replied, "Hell, I can't believe how
turned-on I am by simply wearing only my undies under a
coat! Why haven't I thought of doing it before?"
"I bet you'll be doing it on your own from now on then,
Laura?" Anne asked.
"Hmmm, well I haven't tried it on my own yet, so I don't
really know – I'll certainly do it on my own some of the
times, but then again, it sure is nice doing it with
your friends!" she replied after some thought, "But I
believe from what you said earlier, his isn't all there
is – there's also sitting on a park-bench and
'accidentally' letting your coat fall partly open and
showing just enough to get someone interested!"
"Yeah, I'll show you how to do that later, if you want?"
Anne told her, "But in the meantime, I seem to remember
someone saying they'd like to be fucked and then licked
out by a woman?"
"Mmmm, yes please!" she replied eagerly as she laid back
on the bench-seat and allowed he raincoat to fall open
before she splayed her legs and drew up her knees.
"And how about a nice hairy cunt to suck and lick while
you're being fucked? Anne asked, "Does that sound okay
to you?"
"I'm glad you asked me now, because I wouldn't be able
to answer you later, because my mouth would be full of
your cunt!"
With no more ado, I got between her widespread thighs
and slowly sank my rigid cock into her suspender-framed
cunt, then started to slide it in and out as Anne
straddled her head and lowered herself down onto Laura's
eagerly waiting mouth!
"God! I don't know how it's making you feel Laura, but
it's certainly turning me on!" Anne told her, "You'll be
getting a bonus of drinking some of my cunt-juices – as
well as Suzy's cum!"
Laura moaned against Anne's hairy cunt, and wrapped her
legs around my waist before pulling me into her so's my
knob-end was butting up against her rubbery cervix every
time I thrust into her! And as the feelings rapidly
built up in my guts I felt my thick and creamy cum,
powerfully spurting deep inside Laura's suctioning cunt
– making her thrust her hips up to meet with each of my
thrusts into her!
"Humfff! ... Humfff! ... Humfff!" Laura moaned with
each thrust and spurt she felt filling her cunt, "Yeah,
oh yeah!" she finally gasped as Anne pulled her drooling
cunt away from Laura's mouth!
Although it wasn't planned, Anne and myself quickly
swapped ends and I slid my cum-coated cock into Laura's
mouth to suck clean for me as Anne clamped her mouth
around Laura's cunt-lips and eagerly sucked a cocktail
of my cum and Laura's frothy cunt-juices out of her cunt
– saving half a mouthful for Laura to lie back and
savour!
"Oooo...! That's good!" Laura exclaimed as Anne emptied
the sticky contents of her mouth into Laura's, "I
haven't tasted cum for several years now – and that
tasted beautiful! Thanks Anne – and Suzy! Say, is there
any chance of me having some more fairly soon – and some
of your cunt-juices, Anne?"
"If it's okay with Anne, and she's not already swallowed
them or has designs on swallowing them later that day,
You're welcome to them!" I explained, "But I think it's
only fair that Anne has first chance of having them."
"That sounds okay by me!" Anne smiled, "And the same
rules apply as to who gets to drink my cunt-juices!"
"Mmmm, I'll be ringing you again next week!" Laura
grinned.
"Well there'll be no need for a 'nudie-walk' or anything
like that." Anne explained to her, "Just ring up some
evening and arrange to come round to see us for half an
hour."
"I'll do that!" Laura smiled, "But right now, I want to
thank you both for an excellent time, and take my leave
of you both as I walk back home with vivid memories of a
tremendous, mind-blowing orgasm in my head, with my
cunt-juices running down the insides of my legs, and
with my belly gurgling with all of the cum it now
contains!"
"Well, we're really glad you came and looking forward to
the next time!" I told her.
With that, Laura waved and walked through the gates to
walk with the cunt-juices still oozing from her cunt,
the hundred yards or so, to her home.
***
The next week was relatively quiet – apart from the
vicar's friend ringing us up to make an appointment to
see me at his small church in the countryside the
following Tuesday evening. He'd decided it'd be best to
meet there for the first few times at least, because the
church was the right setting for him and me to be
together.
So I agreed and surprised myself by asking if it was
okay for Anne to come with me?
I was astounded when he immediately agreed to my
request.
By now, I'd nearly finished at Anne's place, and all I
had to do was the hallway.
"You should soon get that finished." Anne said with a
grin, "There are none of my undies in the hallway!"
"Not bothered! I can soon throw some down from your
bedroom though!" I replied.
"Hey, that reminds me!" she said excitedly, "You and me
are famous around these parts! I know because I saw
Joyce, the vicar's wife walking down the lane the other
day as I was coming home, and she told me!"
"Oh, and just what did she tell you?" I asked, "Why are
we so famous?"
"She was walking along the road towards me and saw it
was me that was walking towards her. As she neared me,
she waved and then did the most peculiar thing!
She suddenly stopped, hitched her skirt up around her
hips, and stood there with her legs wide apart! Then she
pointed down at her exposed cunt, and grinning from ear
to ear whilst shouting something to me! As I got nearer
to her, she slid her skirt down and shouted again.
"Did you see that, Anne?" she beamed, "Look!" I stepped
back as she once more slid her skirt up and over her
hips – once more exposing her cunt to me!
"Notice anything?" she asked with a grin.
"Well, you're not wearing any panties!" I replied.
"Exactly! None of us are!" she exclaimed, "At our
regular coffee morning yesterday, Laura told us that
you'd said something about her not needing to buy any
panties to go with her new undies for when she went on
that 'nudie-walk' with you both, as neither of you have
bothered to were any since you met, and find it's much
better to be without them and feels far sexier! She then
said that after leaving you on her 'nudie-walk', she
took hers off to see how it felt, and she'd never felt
as sexy in her life as when she walked around the hamlet
without them! She then stood up and declared that her
days of wearing panties were over, and that she'd
already thrown hers away – except for an odd pair for
emergencies!
Then she suggested that all of us should at least give
it a try, and decide whether to throw them away or not?
As one, the girls all said they didn't need to have a
trial period, and promptly removed them! Laura then said
she'd never felt so 'free' and 'liberated' as when she
removed her panties! She said that she felt that it was
also a blow against the long established restricting
attitudes of men! So, none of the women that live in the
hamlet wear panties any more – and it's all because of
us two! Now all you have to do, is to convert the men
into cross-dressers, and you'll have changed a small
part of the world!" "
"Today, it's no panties, tomorrow all ze vomen in ze
vorld vill not vear bras!" I stood up and declared as I
strutted up and down in the worst ever imitation of
Adolf Hitler.
"Sit down Adolf!" Anne said mockingly, "If you fall over
and hurt yourself, you'll be coming to me to kiss it
better!"
"God! Talk about deflating a guy's ego!" I replied in
mock indignation, "A minute ago I was ruling the world –
now it's, "If you fall over and hurt yourself, you'll be
coming to me to kiss it better!"
I ducked and the cushion missed me!
"Oh, there is one other thing that Joyce told me, 'Oh Ex
Ruler of the World!'
She said that we should be ready for several more phone-
calls from the girls. Apparently, when she and Laura had
told them that they'd both recently availed themselves
of our confidential 'services', and stated that both of
them thought the results had been both truly stunning
and awe-inspiring, some of the other girls immediately
asked for our phone-number – and she noticed that every
one of them wrote it down!
She then told me that she'd told the girls that, if they
had any sexual problems, and were considering giving us
a ring but felt they'd be embarrassed about seeing us
because their problem was really kinky or very personal,
they shouldn't worry because she knows we would never
judge or criticize anyone for doing what they like to
do, and that we'd help them to feel okay with what
they're doing and maybe even join in with them! She then
told them that to prove how trustworthy and reliable we
are, she knows for a fact that we are presently helping
a priest to come to terms with his urges to having sex
with minors."
"Hmmm, well as long as we make sure we tell them we
can't promise good results every time, but will try and
help people if we can, we should be okay!" I replied.
I'd hardly gotten the words out of my mouth, when the
phone rang.
Anne answered it and explained who she was and that I
was the cross-dresser.
She then spent the next five minutes talking to the
caller before finally making an appointment for
whomsoever it was, to come and see us the following
evening.
"Another couple?" I asked her.
"No, a woman named Jane." Anne replied with a smile,
"She's married, and recently found out her husband was
seeing another woman. She confronted both him and the
other woman – threatening to tell the woman's husband
that if she continued to see Jane's husband, she would
go to the woman's husband, and tell him she was playing
around – and this woman's husband is a chap you really
wouldn't want to upset!
He's already been in prison for nearly killing a guy
that came over to her in a bar and made a pass at her by
squeezing her bum.
So, for Jane to get her own back on her husband, she'd
wants to try having lesbian sex with someone, and if she
finds that she likes it, she wants someone else to fuck
this woman so's she can suck this woman out and swallow
another man's cum!"
"Hmmm, and I assume this 'female someone' she wants the
affair with, and 'the guy' she wants to fuck this same
'female someone', are none other than you and – now let
me guess...Hmmm..., me?" I grinned.
"Give that man a cigar!" she laughed, "You got it in
one!"
"And she lives near us?" I asked.
"Mmmm, next door to the vicar, actually!" she replied,
"The husband is something big in property development,
or something? Oh and don't forget you've to go over to
see the priest on Tuesday evening – and Laura's ringing
up soon, to arrange coming round here for you to fuck
her and then for me to lick her out."
"Christ, it's getting busy!" I replied, "I think that
once we've sorted this lot out, we ought to have a week
off and concentrate on ourselves!"
"Couldn't agree more!" Anne smiled, "And it starts
tomorrow evening with us telling Jane that we can help
her but not for another week – and in the meantime,
we'll have to sort out the priest and Laura!"
"Hmmm, what about me keeping away from you and Laura
so's you can both have a proper lezzie fuck together,
later on? Perhaps you should ring Laura and ask her if
she wants to come and see you on your own?" I mused,
"Then there'd only be the priest for me, on Tuesday
evening!"
"I'll ring her now." Anne said, sliding over to me and
giving me a hot and passionate kiss on the lips, "And,
thank you! I've been looking forward to having a proper
lezzie session with a woman for quite a while. D'you
know the last proper lezzie-fuck I had, was about three
months before I met you?"
"Well I must admit that I think you're long overdue for
a proper lezzie session.
So why don't you phone Laura, and get her over here so's
you two can get together While I have a 'nudie-walk' in
the park for a couple of hours!" I suggested.
After talking to Laura for a few minutes, Anne put the
phone down and told me that Laura was delighted with her
suggestion and that she would be coming over to visit
Anne in about an hour.
"That's great!" I smiled, "I'll get myself ready and get
out of your way so's you and Laura can have some
'girlie' time together!"
Telling her I'd be coming home about 10pm, I put my
raincoat on over my undies, and blew her a kiss as I
went through the door.
A few minutes later, with the light fading fast, I was
slowly walking along the side of the road towards the
general direction of the park, with my coat open from
top to bottom – my sexy undies and semi-hard cock being
intermittently exposed when my nylon-clad thighs
alternately pushed each side my coat fully open.
When I say "walking along the side of the road" I really
mean exactly that, because with it being only a small
hamlet, there are no pavements and only a low grassy
bank and hedge or fence round each of the detached
properties.
I wasn't too worried or concerned about the other
residents seeing anything, as most of them were
apparently going to come and see both me and Anne fairly
soon anyway.
It was a good job the other residents weren't offended
by the way I was dressed – or should I say, undressed?
Because as I walked past the vicarage, I heard someone
calling me. Looking over to the front of the house, I
saw it was the vicar's wife.
"Hello Suzy! You off for a walk?" she called.
"Hi Joyce! Yes, I thought I'd go for a walk in the park,
because Anne has someone with her for the next two hours
or so!" I shouted back to her.
"Good! I can see you're nicely dressed for it!" she
called back.
With no hesitation, I turned towards her and held my
coat wide open, before spreading my legs wide apart and
staying like that for around ten seconds so's she could
have a really good look at me, and at what I was
wearing!
I was totally surprised by what she did next – she
reached down and took hold of the hem on her skirt
before lifting it all the way up to her tits to reveal
that she was totally naked underneath, with no panties
at all!
Then, as bold as brass, she started to walk towards me
whilst still holding up the front of her skirt and
exposing everything she had to me! Without breaking
step, she walked right across the road to me and stopped
just a few inches from me.
"Like what you see?" she grinned.
"Oh yes, I like!" I replied, "I like a lot!"
Upon hearing me say that, she reached forward, took hold
of my now rigid cock as it jutted out from between my
nylon-clad thighs, and slid my bulbous knob-end up and
down her totally exposed gash, then stepped forward and
eased it inside her – leaning forward slightly so's she
could slide it's full length inside her, and impale
herself on it!
"I-I've..., never had a cock... sticking inside me...,
on the street before!" she stammered as she slowly moved
back and forth – making my throbbing cock slide up and
down the inside of her cunt, "Well, it's hardly the
thing you'd expect a vicar's wife to do – is it?"
"No, but it is nice!" I breathed, "God, it's really
nice!"
"How about you squatting down for a few seconds, to lick
and suck my cunt out for me, before I suck your cock for
you? Or... is that something else a vicar's wife
shouldn't do?" she breathed as she continued to fuck
herself on my cock.
"Personally, I think a vicar's wife should do whatever
she wants to do!" I replied.
As I pulled back and slid halfway out of her drooling
cunt, she stopped me and pulled me back so's I was all
the way inside her again.
"Mmmm, I agree!" she smiled as she unbuttoned her blouse
and shoved her bra up to completely expose her firm tits
and erect nipples to me before pressing them up against
my own tits, "But, might it be a whole lot better... if
you were to fuck me here and now, so's there'd be
something inside my cunt for you to suck and lick out?"
She was the spider, and I was the fly – and we both knew
it!
"If you keep moving back and forth on my cock and making
it butt up against your rubbery cervix, I'll have no say
in the matter!" I gasped, "Now you can see the wisdom of
us girls not wearing panties!"
"I'll remind the girls of that fact next week at our
coffee morning, when I'm telling them how you fucked me
in public whilst being dressed in your undies before you
squatted down and sucked your own cum and my cunt-juices
out of my cunt!
It is okay for me to tell them, isn't it?" she asked as
she continued to rock back and forth whilst squatting
down slightly herself so's my knob-end butted up even
harder against her cervix, "because if I do, there'll be
a lot of fingers moving rapidly under the table, I can
assure you of that!"
"Yes..., yes! You can tell them everything, if you
want!" I gasped urgently, "Tell them just how horny it
feels to be sitting on someone's cock while they're
spurting their cum deep inside you and fucking you
outside your home, before they then squat down between
your splayed legs and suck your cunt out while you're
wanking yourself to an orgasm and maybe let a little
piss dribble into their mouth as you start to come! Tell
them how they too ought to try it for themselves and see
how it feels!"
"I will Suzy – I promise you, I will! But right now, I
want to feel your cock jerking and throbbing inside me
as you fill me with your cum, and then I want to feel
your lips pressing and splaying apart, my cunt-lips as
you're sucking me out! Then I'll suck your cock nice and
clean for you, in case you need it while you're in the
park!"
She then reached up and undid the clasp on both of our
front-fastening bras, then both rubbed and pressed our
firm tits against each other's as she started to wank
herself and kiss me passionately on the lips!
I let out a low moan as I started to come – Joyce
obviously feeling me coming by the way she was
powerfully slamming my knob-end up gains her cervix!
"Fuck meeeeeeeeeee – you horny fucking bastard!" she
gasped, "I'm so fucking near to coming and I want to
come and fill your mouth when you're sucking me out!"
"Slid your finger over your gash and then take it away
when you feel my lips pressing up against your drooling
cunt!" I gasped, "I'm gonna pull out of you, so do it
now!"
She did as I'd asked and, as I slid my lips along her
gash, I felt her finger sliding away as I pushed it to
replace it with my mouth over the entrance to her
drooling cunt!
Her left hand dropped to hold me behind my head – as her
right hand became very busy as she frantically strummed
her erect clitty whilst forcing the copious load of my
cum and her cunt-juices out of her cunt and into my
mouth!
"Getting very near now, Suzy!" she moaned breathlessly,
"Awww, yessssssssss! Suck me...! Lick me...! Press your
mouth up hard against my splayed cunt-lips and get ready
for a little something extra when I start to come!
I then heard her give a forceful groan and felt her body
tense – a much stronger flood of cum and cunt-juices now
filling my mouth!
A few moments later I could taste the familiar taste of
a woman's piss – something I'd only recently come to
enjoy when sucking a woman out!
Meanwhile, still in mid-orgasm, Joyce was thrusting her
hips at me and grunting loudly with every push – just as
though she'd a spurting cock between her legs, and was
desperately trying to shove it down my throat!
For the next five minutes or so, Joyce's steaming cunt
spluttered and frothed as she rode out her orgasm – the
copious and viscous cocktail of our mixed cum and her
cunt-juices continuing to ooze from her and fill my
mouth!
Then I noticed her slowing down and taking deep breaths
as her brutal orgasm gradually receded and she relaxed
in my arms.
"Give me a minute or two, Suzy – before I go down on you
and suck your cock clean for you." she breathed, "I
haven't got my legs working 100% just yet!"
She remained clinging to me for another few minutes
before she slowly sank down and sucked my flaccid knob-
end and cock into her mouth – a stretchy string of her
cunt-juices slowly dripping from her cunt and finally
reach the ground – temporarily tying her to the ground
and being reinforced by another two – much thicker
strings dangling and finally reaching the ground with
the first one to form a sticky viscous pool that was
slowly spreading between her feet.
"Stand up again, Joyce." I told her, "I want to suck
your cunt again for you!"
With no hesitation, she hitched up her skirt again and
held it in place by putting her hands on her hips and
spreading her legs apart. I then got down between her
splayed legs and clamped my mouth over her still
drooling cunt – probing deep inside her with my tongue
and feeling her cunt constrict as she repeatedly
tightened and relaxed her cunt-muscles to force out as
much drool as she could!
After another five minutes, we both agreed that the
action of me trying to suck all the drool out of her
cunt, was exciting her that much, she was replacing what
I'd just sucked out, with some freshly made cunt-juices!
"Are you sure you don't mind me telling the girls about
what we've just done together, do you Suzy?" she asked
again.
"As long as you tell them every sticky detail – I've no
problems with you telling them!" I reassured her, "Then
sit back and watch them wanking themselves!"
She leant forwards and gave me a kiss on the cheek
before waving and going back into the vicarage.
-= CHAPTER TEN =-
I guessed that it must've been a cloud passing over us
when I set off, because it seemed quite a bit lighter
now than it did half an hour ago. Ten minutes later I
was entering the park, still feeling a little numb by
what'd happened earlier – not only with a vicar's wife,
but also on a public road!
I giggled out loud as I wondered what the other women of
the hamlet would think when she told them about what
we'd done by the side of the road? And as I approached
my favourite bench and sat down, I arranged my raincoat
to show more than a little of my tits, my nylon-clad
leg, and my naked thigh, so as to compensate for anyone
not being able to see everything clearly enough in the
fading light.
I'd been sitting there – sometimes lying back and
spreading my legs wide apart, as I openly wanked myself
– for about twenty minutes, before I made out a shadowy
male figure walking along the path towards me!
So I quickly made sure everything was partially exposed
in an effort for me to hopefully have some action with
whoever it was?
Boy! Was I surprised? It was the vicar – but dressed
much more casually.
"Vicar! I'm sorry, I didn't realise it was you!" I
blustered as I tried to cover myself up.
"Hello Suzy!" he smiled, "Oh, please don't cover
yourself up because of me!"
I stopped what I was doing and then realised, that in my
frantic haste to cover myself up somewhat, I was
actually now showing much more than before!
"I-I... thought I'd just come down here for a quiet
stroll in the park before going to bed!" I told him,
trying to sound as innocent as possible.
"Yes, Joyce told me she'd seen you and that you'd said
you were coming down here!" he said as he sat down
beside me, "She also told me what had happened, and that
even though you'd both had a really good time together,
you must've still been feeling horny and wanting to have
sex with someone else, because you were still coming
down here! Of course I knew what you got up to down
here, when Laura came round and told Joyce how much
she'd enjoyed herself with you and Anne down here!
And it was Joyce that told me that Laura was round at
your place for sex with Anne, right now! I happened to
reply that the thought of two women having sex together
made me feel horny – to which Joyce said that she felt
exactly the same when she thought of two men having sex
together!
In fact, it was Joyce that asked me why I'd never tried
it and urged me to come down here to see if I could find
you for some lessons! So, because you and Anne did such
a marvellous job with me and Joyce recently, and by the
way she immediately dropped to her knees and sucked my
cock for me as soon as she came in – you'd obviously
done it again and got her going tonight, I thought I'd
take her advice, and try to find you!"
"So you want us to have sex together – right now?" I
asked him, "And because of how we're both dressed, you'd
be taking the male part – and you'd want me to take the
female's part?"
"Hmmm, Yes! That's about the size of it!" he replied,
"To be quite truthful, I've an ulterior motive for
having gay sex – I'd like to start having gay sex with
Timothy so's he forgets his ideas about having sex with
little boys! I've told Joyce all about it and she's 100%
in favour of me and him becoming gay lovers. She even
wants to watch us, and maybe even join in with us on
occasions!"
"Okay, well I've no problems with you fucking me tonight
– vicar or no vicar!" I told him, "So, let's drop all
the barriers, and become a little more acquainted!"
I laid back on the bench and let my raincoat slide all
the way off the front of me, so that I was totally
uncovered and exposed to his gaze and touch. As he
gently ran his hand up and down my nylon-clad thighs, I
reached down and felt the bulge that was rapidly growing
in his pants.
"Mmmm, I like you doing that!" I told him, "D'you like
me playing with your cock?"
Instead of answering, he reached down and unzipped his
fly, then took his rigid cock out for me to look at.
"Suck me!" he commanded in a hoarse whisper, "I want you
to suck me and then I'll suck you before I fuck you and
fill you with cum!"
With his pants down around his ankles, he stood at my
head and slowly pushed the knob-end of his rigid cock,
up against my lips!
A few seconds later he'd slid a good five inches into my
mouth – leaving two or three inches outside. As I moaned
my approval and cupped his dangling balls, he slowly
began to slide it in and out of my mouth – whispering to
me how good it felt and that this wouldn't be the last
time I sucked his cock for him.
"If I close my eyes, you feel exactly like Joyce – when
she's sucking my cock!" he said softly, "And
surprisingly, it's making me feel just as horny!"
"Well don't forget your Joyce needs a good fucking as
well!" I replied as I pulled off his cock for a moment,
"Just like when you and Timothy will be enjoying each
other."
"I-I'm not... quite sure... what to do?" he replied, "I
think I know, but with never having done anything like
this with a man before, I'm not sure!"
"All you have to do is let me get into a comfortable
position, and then imagine it's Joyce that's lying here
– longing for you to stick your rigid cock inside her,
and to start fucking her until you fill her with your
hot cum!" I explained, "Don't worry, it's really easy
and will make you feel so good, you'll definitely want
to do it again!"
I lowered my mouth over his steaming knob-end again, and
eagerly sucked as much of his cock as possible into my
mouth – my head bobbing up and down as I drew my lips up
and down his heavily veined shaft!
"C'mon sweetheart, I want to fuck you!" he half-
whispered.
Pulling off his rigid cock and giving his knob-end a
final kiss, I turned over and got onto my hands and
knees, pushing my suspender-framed ass back at him in
readiness of him pushing his cock all the way inside me
before he fucked me!
With one hand holding onto my hips, he guided his knob-
end up against my puckered fuck-hole and moved his hand
to join the other one on my hips.
I then felt him gently but firmly pushing forward and
could feel my ass slowly yielding to his advances as his
large knob-end slowly stretched my sphincter muscles,
then allowed them to dilate a little, as his knob-end
slid past the outer ring of muscles and meet up with the
much tighter inner ring of sphincter muscles
"Oh yessssssssss!" I hissed quietly though gritted
teeth, "That's it... ease your cock slowly and gently
into me, until you feel it slowly sliding all the way
inside me!"
He did exactly as I said – his knob-end slowly pushing
forward and dilating my inner sphincter muscles, until
he could now feel them gripping his shaft, just behind
his swollen knob-end – a sure sign that he was almost
inside me!
"Just let my sphincter muscles dilate a little, and then
you can sink your entire length inside me as deeply as
you can, vicar!" I explained.
He waited for a few seconds before I told him to proceed
all the way inside me!
What a glorious feeling! To be kneeling upon a public
park-bench, on my hands and knees in my sexy undies,
with my suspender-framed ass held high in the air as a
massive cock and knob-end slowly slid back and forth
inside me – filling me up completely, but about to fill
me even more – with a full load of beautiful cum!
"Ah yes!" he whispered as he ploughed back and forth
inside my ass, "I see what you mean now! What a
wonderful feeling it is – and what a magnificent fuck
you are, Suzy! It really is exactly like fucking my wife
– but without being unfaithful to her!"
"I bet that, because she was still feeling so horny when
she left me earlier, Joyce will have gone round to my
place with the girls, thinking exactly the same thing as
you!
She'll soon be wanting to have as much 'lezzie-sex' as
possible with the women of this tiny community, and will
be declaring to Anne and Laura that it's okay for her to
fuck with other women, and that she's not being
unfaithful to you – which she isn't!"
I said as I laid down on my crossed arms so's he could
slide even deeper inside me,
I bet that right now Joyce is on her hands and knees,
with a massive dildo firmly wedged and sticking halfway
out of her cunt, while she sucks and licks out Anne's
drooling cunt, with Laura standing up in front of Anne,
so that Anne can suck and lick Laura's drooling cunt out
as well! And all three of them will be frantically
frigging their erect clitties to make themselves come!
So don't think you're finished when you leave me lying
here with your cum leaking from me and still dripping
out of my gaping hole, because you're gonna have to make
Joyce come while you fuck her back at your place, as
well!"
"I think I'll be able to manage that!" he replied as he
made a little grunt with every thrust into me, "D'you
know? This feels beautiful – and just like making love
to a real woman! How can the Bible say it's wrong?"
I'd no answer, and simply pushed my ass back at him with
every thrust he made into me! Then I noticed that he was
speeding up a little and that his knob-end had swollen
noticeably! I knew from my experiences back at Kevin's
all those years ago, that he was getting very near to
coming inside me. And I knew I'd to get ready for him
when his breathing became erratic and laboured.
"Suzy! I'm going to come!" he suddenly gasped,
"NOWWWWWWWW!"
Instead of sliding in and out of me, he was now stabbing
his cock into me with every spurt of cum he gushed into
me – filling me with his cum and groaning with pleasure,
until his orgasm subsided enough to leave him lying over
the top of me until he finally got his breath back.
"Oh God, I really shouldn't have done this!" I heard him
say as he knelt upright and slowly eased his shrinking
cock out of my gaping suspender-framed ass!
"And why not? Vicars and priests are people too, you
know!" I berated him, "For what it's worth, that fuck
you just gave me, was bloody fantastic! To say it was
your first time, you're to be congratulated – and you'd
better put me on your list of regular fucks, otherwise
I'll be very upset – I'm being serious! When you and
Timothy start fucking each other, I want you to forget
the self-condemnations and all this whipping yourself
with nettles – and I'll tell him the same thing! You've
just made me feel very, very happy and satisfied –
what's wrong with that? And when Timothy's cock is
buried deep inside you, you'll understand just how good
it feels, and you'll be able to support him when he gets
the same self-doubts that you're having now!"
"You're right, Suzy!" he smiled, "It's just that years
of me being a vicar, has left a lot of mental scars."
"Yeah, I can't argue with you there!" I replied, "What
say we go back to my place and see if we can catch the
girls doing naughty things, as well!"
"I'm all for that!" he grinned, "C'mon, let's go!"
With that, we stole off into the gloom, and were soon
sneaking into my garden.
"Going off the light in my bedroom, it looks like
they're all upstairs!" I whispered, "C'mon! Anne will
think they're safe with her locking the front door, but
she's forgotten that I also have a key!" I chuckled,
"Follow me!"
We both crept up the stairs and across the landing to
where light was pouring through the crack caused by the
partly closed door.
"You were right about Joyce coming round..., I can hear
her moaning!" he whispered.
"I bet it was all arranged by them once Anne knew I was
going out!" I grinned, "She'd already arranged for Laura
to come over, and when she came back home to you and
told you what she'd been up to and knew how it affected
you, I bet as soon as you went out, she rang Anne and
asked if she should come over here and join them to make
a threesome! Anyway, let's have a look!"
We both peered through the crack and were both surprised
by what we saw...
All of the girls were naked, with Joyce on her hands and
knees, with a really thick, half-buried dildo stretching
her cunt-lips to their utmost around it's girth.
Anne was meanwhile 69ing with her as she reached up and
fucked the dildo in and out of Joyce's cunt whilst
noisily sucking on her clitty and the pink inside lips
of her cunt where the hefty dildo disappeared inside
her! Meanwhile, Laura was down on all fours between
Anne's splayed thighs and was busily fucking a dildo in
and out of Anne whilst licking up the resultant flow of
her copious cunt-juices – a highly erotic condition that
Anne was inclined to do, every time she was really
aroused!
"C'mon vicar, let's go back to your place for half an
hour and phone Timothy. You can tell him what happened
this evening between us, so's he has an idea of what to
expect when he next meets you!" I suggested.
"Hmmm, what a good idea!" he whispered, "I'll put the
phone on speakerphone, so's you can hear what he's
saying."
Five minutes later we were in his house, looking across
at the lights in my bedroom as he phoned his friend.
I sat beside him as he told Timothy all about what we'd
done together half an hour ago, and suggested that he
should make himself ready for when he met me at the
church on Tuesday evening.
"Go on, tell me what it was like to fuck this guy that
was dressed as a woman!" I heard Timothy saying, "I
should tell you though, that as I'm listening, I'm
having a wank as I imagine me firstly fucking your
friend, and then fucking you!"
"And to be fair, I should tell you three things before I
start. Firstly, Suzy is right here beside me and can
hear everything you say because you're on the
speakerphone.
Secondly, we've both just come back from Suzy's place,
where my darling wife, our next-door neighbour Laura,
and Suzy's girlfriend Anne, are all stark naked on their
bed, with dildos sticking out of them, as they all go
down on each other and suck each other out! Needless to
say, I'd a bloody great hard-on when I saw all that
going on – despite having just fucked Suzy in the park!
And the last thing I should tell you, is that Joyce
wants to sometimes come and watch you and me fucking
each other – no doubt lying back and openly wanking
herself to an orgasm at the same time – and sometimes
perhaps even joining in with us!"
"Phew! That'd be great! I'd love to watch her wanking
herself while your cock's buried deep inside me!" he
replied excitedly, "You should see how hard you've made
my cock go with telling me all that!"
"If I told you what was happening right now, I'd make
you come!" he then said.
"Go on, I'll risk it!" Timothy replied.
"Okay, Suzy's just unzipped my pants and has taken my
cock out, she's now sliding it in and out of her mouth!"
he gasped, "And I'm already nearly coming!"
"Oooo, I can't wait till Tuesday evening to meet her!"
Timothy replied, "And can't wait for Joyce to watch me
fucking you, as well!"
"Mmmm, I'm particularly looking forward to that, for
some reason!" he replied as I took his cock from my
mouth and opened it wide as I pointed his cock at it and
handed his cock to him to toss himself of into my mouth,
"You can come over and visit us later next week
perhaps?"
"Will do!" he replied, "Hey, what you two doing there? I
can hear some lovely noises and it sounds like you're
having fun!"
"Suzy's just handed my cock back to me and opened her
mouth wide so's I can toss myself off into it!" he
explained, "And with the way I'm feeling, I'm going to
be filling it very soon – in fact, right...
NOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
As he frantically pumped his fist back and forth, I felt
spurt after spurt of his cum hitting the inside of my
mouth before he pushed half of it into my mouth as it's
throbbing slowly diminished and the spurts of cum
weakened.
"I'll tell you what it is Suzy, you feel just as good as
any woman does – no matter which end you care to
choose!" the vicar told me.
"Hey, give over! I've got to wait till Tuesday evening
before I can have some fun with Suzy!" Timothy
protested, "If I last that long!"
After a long conversation on the phone about what Me and
Timothy were going to do on Tuesday, Joyce finally came
home – looking flushed and totally knackered.
"Hello dear! Had a good time out with Suzy?" she smiled,
"I assume that's where you've been?"
"I had a smashing time with her!" he replied, "And you
needn't think you're going to monopolise her all the
time! She's so good, I want some time with her as well!"
"Funny you should say that, my darling!" Joyce grinned,
"I said exactly the same to Anne about her and Suzy! We
enjoyed each other so much, I want to spend a lot more
time with her!"
"I think you'll find that both me and Anne will spend as
much time with both of you in the future – whether
having gay sex, or straight sex!"
"Or any other sort of sex!" Joyce muttered under her
breath.
"Sorry, my love. Did you say something?" the vicar said.
"Err, no... just repeating something Anne said in
passing tonight, when I told her I told her how much I
enjoyed having your big cock stuffed deep inside me!"
"Oooo! You sweet-talking bastard!" I grinned at Joyce,
"And I also know what Anne was referring to! Did she say
anything more?"
Joyce shook her head – then winked at me!
I nodded my head in reply, and winked back at her.
"Well, I think it's time I went home." I told them as
the vicar did up his pants, "I'm really... dog...
tired!"
Joyce's head spun round to look over at me – a grin from
ear to ear on her face!
As I bade them goodnight, I wandered across the road and
wondered just how much Anne had told Joyce about her
having sex with Barney – and whether Joyce knew about me
and my past life with dogs? There was nothing I could do
unless Anne told me outright, so I decided to let
sleeping dogs lie. (Oooo! Sorry about that!)
***
The following Tuesday evening I got myself ready to meet
Timothy, the vicar's friend.
"You don't mind me having some of the girls round while
you're away with Timothy, do you my darling?" Anne
asked.
"Of course not!" I smiled, "You have your friends round
and enjoy yourselves. You never know, I might even join
in if they're still here when I get back?"
"Now that would add some spice to the evening!" she
grinned.
"After tonight, there's going to be a lot more you-and-
me times – I promise!" I told her as I put on my coat,
"I'm totally aware that I've been busy with others these
last couple of weeks, so I'm going to give you a real
good fucking every night for a week by way of an
apology! And who knows, there might be a surprise thrown
in as well?"
"You've really got me thinking now!" she mused, "A
surprise thrown in as well, eh? Hmmm, I wonder what that
could be?"
"While you're thinking of what it might be, I'm going to
go and see Timothy!" I told her, "See you later – maybe
all of you, and your friends as well!"
Timothy lived about 12 miles away in a country lovely
village, and I was soon parking up in front of the
presbytery. The door opened as soon as I stopped the
engine and Timothy came out to greet me.
"You must be Suzy?" he said as he shook my hand, "Nice
to meet you at last! Won't you come inside and we'll
have a little chat before we go into the church!"
I was immediately struck by the way Timothy wasn't
phased in the slightest at greeting a fully-dressed
crossdresser, and inviting me into his home!
Once inside, I sat down and was given a sherry before
Timothy sat down opposite me.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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