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From: an162461@anon.penet.fi (Nostrumo)
Date: Wed, 1 Feb 1995 21:35:56 UTC
Subject: TG: The History Of Anna 

                         The History Of Anna
                                  I
 
        How about a quick trip down memory lane. I'd like to let you
in on how I got started. I have a sister and one day when I was about
13 and she was 18, I was pissing her off as much as I could. She made
the comment that she wished she had a sister instead of a brother and
became quite upset with me. I told her that she was stuck with me, so
she had better get used to it. She, on the other hand, had different
ideas. It was Friday and my parents had just left for a business trip
to the states, so we where all alone. Roxanne, my sister, (Hence the
name Anna), decided that I need to be taught a lesson.

        On Saturday I awoke to my sister sitting on my bed. In her
hand was a list of all of the chores I had to do that day. I told her
no way, and she said that if I didn't do them, she would tell Mom and
Dad that I had been pure hell all weekend. I decided it was better to
have a little pain, then the gain would be from my parents. So I
agreed to do them. I was in the kitchen starting on the dishes, when
my sister tossed me an apron and told me to put it on. It was a frilly
kind that my Mom used when she was in the kitchen. I protested but put
it on anyway.

        As I was washing, my sister made the comment that she had
thought about it and she was going to have her sister after all. I
told her she was nuts. How was she ever going to have a sister. She
said that since I made such a rotten brother, I would probably make a
better sister. I was a little unsure of what she wanted so I just
listened.

        Roxanne said that I was going to find out what it was like to
have manners and she said that I was already on my way to being her
maid for a day. I started to protest again but she told me to keep my
mouth shut and to listen and obey her commands. If I complained one
more time, that was it. Mom and Dad would think I had nuked the world.
I decided that from here on in, I would have to go along with my
sister's wishes. After finishing the dishes, my sister gave me a list
of things I had to do.

        I was quite shocked at what it said. It read sort of like
this:

        "Since you have failed to be a good brother to me, I will give
you a chance to be a good sister. And if you are going to be my
sister, you will have to look like one. First, shave all of your body
hair off.  This includes your chest, armpits, legs and pubic hair.
Second, fill the bath tub up with water and add some bath oil to it.
Soak for half an hour. When done, go into my bedroom and use the items
on my dresser. Paint your toenails and fingernails. Pluck your
eyebrows at the corners. On my bed you will find clothes to wear. Put
them on in the order they are laid out. I am going to do some shopping
and will be back in three hours. You had better be ready or else!"

        I was very confused, but another side of me was curious. I had
watched Roxanne apply her makeup on several occasions and it always
amazed me how well she could do it and how much better she looked when
she was finished.

        She also had a rather large wardrobe, with all types of
clothes.  Since this was the start of the DISCO era, there were quite a
few shorter skirts and some spandex items. I also thought it unfair
that girls always got the soft, colorful clothes to wear, while we
"GUYS" had to wear the rough and tough stuff.

        And last, but not least, I had wondered a few times what it
would be like to be a a good looking girl and have guys falling all
over me.  I had seen a pic layout of she-males in one of my Dad's
Playboys, and it had gotten me quite excited. The best of both worlds!
So it was with some apprehension, and tons of excitement, that I
started on my first road to transformation. And I wasn't going to let
on to Roxy that I just might enjoy this adventure.

        After a few close calls with the razor, I succeeded in shaving
my entire body. The tough part was pubic hair and anal region. I had a
hard time seeing if I was shaving, or about to cut off my manhood.  I
don't think my sister would have cared if I did.

        After I was done, I filled up the tub and poured a little too
much bath oil in it. I just about slipped and killed myself getting
in. I could see the headlines now "Nude and Totally shaved 13 year
old boy slips and kills himself trying to appease his sister!" The
soak did feel quite good and I just about forgot about the time.

        I jumped out of the tub and covered my entire body with some
perfumed cream my sister had left in the bathroom. This was starting
to feel really nice and I couldn't help getting into it. I wandered
into my sister's bedroom and on the bed were, even by my standards,
some pretty sexy clothes. Where did she get this stuff???

        I started off by putting on a full cup pink bra and panties. I
had a little trouble with the bra, but figured it out eventually. I
thought I looked a little flat and then noticed two balloons filled
with water on the bed. I guess these were to be my boobs. I popped
them into the bra and they fit nice and snug. Then came the pantyhose.
There were sheer navy blue and I think I got tangled up in them three
or four times before I finally got them on straight. They felt
wonderful against my freshly shaven legs and I think I was starting to
get a bit excited.

        I looked over into my sister's closet door mirror and was a
little surprised to see how well I was starting to look. I have always
been a small person, and at this age I think I weighed about 115
pounds.  My waist size at the time was 24 inches and I was only 5' 4"
tall. I turned my attention back to the bed full of stuff as my three
hours where just about up.

        Next, I put on a frilly pink blouse that had a V-Neck. It took
me a minute to realize that women button their clothes up on the
opposite side. Next came a black skirt that stopped just above my
knee. After tucking the blouse in, I finished off my outer apparel
with a black wide elastic belt and then turned my attention to the
shoes.

        They were about my size, black and had a three inch heel on
them. I sat down on the bed and slipped them on. Standing up was a
different story and finally walking in them was almost impossible.  I
practiced back and forth around the bedroom until I got the hang of
it. I walked over to the mirror and was pleasantly rewarded with my
reflection. I must admit, I had a pretty good figure and my legs
looked wonderful with the heels, pantyhose and skirt framing them.

        I thought that I should get back to work, so off I went to
start dusting the living-room. My sister arrived shortly after and was
very pleased with my novice attempt. She had quite a few bags with her
and I was a little more than curious as to what she had bought. She
told me to come into her bedroom and sit on the bed with her. She said
that this is how sisters got along.

        I followed her in to the bedroom and we sat down on the bed.
She corrected me on my posture and showed me how a proper lady crosses
her legs. She then had me stand up and walk around her room. I did
quite well and I could tell she was pleased. After I had modeled for
her, she told me to sit down as she had a few presents for me for
being such a good sister.

        I think the first bag was the best. Inside was a long blond
wig with flip up bangs. It was curly on the bottom and I was a little
excited about trying it on. Roxanne led me over to her vanity and
told me she was going to teach me how to be a complete girl. She
combed out the wig and then positioned it on my head. In the next bag
was an assortment of cosmetics. She gave me step by step instructions
on applying my makeup. When I was finished, I could not believe my
eyes. Sitting in front of me in the mirror was a very attractive
looking girl. I was impressed with what Roxanne had done and told her
so. She said that the best was left for last.

        As we walked back over to the bed, I was a little more than
curious as to what was next. In the next bag was an assortment of
lingerie: a beautiful black bra with lace on the cups, a garter belt
and matching thong style panties. There were also two pairs of sheer
silk nylons. One black and one dark beige. The last item was a waist
cincher that laced up in the back. Roxanne explained that these items
were for later but would not tell me why or what for.

        The next bag contained a feminine douching bag with a long
slender attachment. I was starting to become a little more then
curious. There was also a set of false nails and some perfume. The
last bag held some things I had never seen before. The first item was
a long pole that Roxanne called a dildo. It was eight inches long and
I was going to ask her what it was for, but thought she would probably
be getting around to descriptions later. The next item was what she
called a butt plug. I didn't have to be a genius to figure that one
out. The next item was another dildo, but it was a lot longer and had
two heads.

        The last item was something in a tube called K-Y jelly. My
curiosity had piqued by now, so I asked Roxanne what she was going to
do with all of this stuff. She smiled and said it wasn't what she was
going to do with it, it was what I was going to do with it.

        Now it was time to really wonder what my sister was up to, but
before I cold say anything, she told me that it was time for me to
start dinner. Cook??? I had never cooked before. That was why we had
women. She reminded me that since I was now a woman, I would be doing
the things that women did. So off to the kitchen I went to prepare
dinner. Roxanne said that she was going to have a bath and relax.

        I was just starting to peel the potatoes when I heard my
sister come out of the bathroom. She said that she was going to get
dressed and would join me in a couple of minutes. I was standing at
the sink for about five minutes wondering how a girl could wear these
high heels for so long when Roxanne came up behind me. She slipped her
hands around my waist and I could feel her move her hips against my
bum. She said that I was the perfect sister and she wanted to reward
me. I turned around and just about didn't recognize her. She was
wearing a skin tight leotard top with an even tighter skirt and boy
was it short. She had on black nylons and at least 5 inch heels.

        Now my sister is a very good looking woman, but she had really
outdone herself this time. Her blond hair was all teased up and she
smelled wonderful. She asked me if I liked the way she looked and I
said she looked great. She then pulled me very close to her and kissed
me full on the lips. I was shocked, but aroused at the same time. I
could feel my penis start to grow and I think she could too.

        As we kissed, Roxanne ran her hands over my ass and then up
under my skirt. Just as I was beginning to get used to all of this,
she broke away and said that dinner could wait. She led me back into
her bedroom and told me to sit down on the bed. She then removed my
shoes, lifted my skirt and took off my pantyhose and panties.

        While she was doing this, she explained to me that she had
discovered when she was fourteen that she was bi-sexual. It had
happened on a camping trip with a friend of hers. I guess they had
slept in the same tent together and one thing led to another and
presto! my sister had diverse interests. She had been with quite a few
other woman since that time and had even been involved in a few
three-somes, another woman and a man.

        She explained that in her mind, making love was a beautiful
and exciting thing and it did not matter who you were with as long as
the outcome was pleasurable. It made sense to me, but I still could
not figure out what she was up to. It was all to become quite clear
over the course of the next few hours.

        After she had finished talking, I was still unclear as to what
was next and asked her what we were going to do. She told me to take
of the rest of my clothes except for my bra and wig and to put my
heels back on. Then we went to the bathroom and Roxanne told me to
face the tub, bend over and spread my legs apart. She said that this
was phase one of becoming a total girl. I couldn't help feeling a
little embarrassed and quite submissive at having my ass, cock and
balls fully exposed. She ran her hand between my legs and started to
caress my cock, which was starting to get really big. Bigger then I
had ever seen it. Roxanne said that she was going to flush me out so
that I would be nice and clean.

        With that in mind, she filled up the douching bag with some
warm water, inserted the slender attachment into the end of it and put
a little of the K-Y jelly on the tip. She said that it might be
uncomfortable at first, but that I would get used to it and more then
likely really enjoy. She also told me to hold on for as long as
possible before I had to go to the bathroom. Now up to this point, I
had gone along with everything she had said, but this was starting to
sound extra weird.

        I turned to Roxanne and said that I was very nervous about all
of this. She smiled and told me to relax and not go away. She
disappeared for a minute or so and came back with a joint. I had never
smoked drugs up to this point so I was unsure of what I was in for.
Roxanne gave me two puffs off the joint, told me to hold it in for as
long as I could, and finished the rest herself. My head started to
float and my whole body became one big nerve ending.

        She told me to bend back over and I couldn't help my giggles.
I was thinking about the fact that my body was starting to feel a
little numb, and didn't even notice Roxanne inserting the douching
apparatus until she squeezed the bulb. The feeling of the water
rushing into my anal track was wonderful and before I knew it, she had
another bag full for me. I think I was able to take three bags full of
water in me until I couldn't hold it anymore.

        I quickly spun around, plopped down on the toilet and emptied
my entire bowel. We repeated this maneuver about eight time before
Roxanne said that I was fully flushed out. I felt great and was ready
for whatever else she had in mind.

        She then said that since I was learning how to be a girl, I had
to be loose and ready for anything. On that note, phase two started.
The butt plug was produced and gently inserted into my anus. I
marvelled at how good it felt and the way my bum could grip it at the
base. I told my sister that I had never imagined having something up
my ass could feel this good. She quickly corrected me, saying that I
could not think that way anymore. She said that from now on, my ass
was my cunt and my penis was my clit. She also told me to pick a girl's
name that she would call me. I thought it over for a minute and then
said I liked Anna because it reminded me of her. I guess she was
pleased with my choice and said that we could now go on to phase
three.

        We went back to her bedroom and she told me to sit down on the
chair in front of the vanity. She then re-did my makeup, a lot more
this time, and applied the false nails to my fingers. All this time,
my butt plug was working itself around inside of me and my clit was
beginning to get big again. My sister could not help noticing this and
said that it would not do for a girl to have a bulge under her dress.
On that note she knelt down in front of me and started to lick and
suck me. I could not believe how good it felt and came into her mouth
quickly. She stood up, leaned over and kissed me. I could feel her
tongue pushing my cum into my mouth. The taste was different from
anything I had ever had before and I found I quite enjoyed it.

        Licking her lips, Roxanne finished doing my nails, painted
them, painted my toenails and covered my entire body with perfume. She
gave me some clip-on earrings, a gold necklace and bracelet and two of
her rings to put on. After she was done, she said I looked great but
now it was time to make me look sexy. Back to the bed we went to start
my final dressing. Roxanne showed me how to put on the lingerie
correctly.

        First the waist cincher, then the garter belt. I pulled on the
black stockings and rolled them up my leg. The feeling was incredible.
After I had attached them to the garter belt, next came the panties
and bra. Roxanne showed me how to tuck my balls up into their sockets
and pull my clit back. After the panties were snugly in place, I took
off the pink bra and replaced it with the black one. I refilled it
with the balloons and Roxanne told me it was time to pick out my party
clothes.

        She opened up her closet and told me the best part of being a
girl was attracting other people. And if I was going to do that, I
would have to dress so that I would be noticed. She then said it was
up to me as to how much I wanted to be noticed.

        I had a hard time deciding what to wear. Doesn't every girl!!
I finally picked out a black mini dress with a dark blue collar. I
slipped it on and then had to pick what shoes I wanted to wear. I
decided on a pair of four inch open toe heels with a sling back. I put
these on and my sister handed me the belt I had been wearing before.
Having finished my transformation, I could not help looking at myself
in the mirror. What I saw was a very sexy looking girl with great
legs, if I do say so myself. My sister said that she couldn't be more
pleased with my look and that I was turning her on. She then looked at
the time and said we had better hurry up or we were going to be late.

        I couldn't help being nervous. Late for what, I said. She then
informed me that phase four was about to begin. We were going out to a
club that she liked that catered to people with different ideas. How
different, I said. Roxanne explained that there were a few bars/clubs
in town that were set up for gay and bi people. She said that it was
the perfect place to start if I was going to see if I could pass in
public. I reminded her of my age, but she just laughed. She said I
looked older and people didn't really care anyway. I thought what the
hell, I've come this far, might as well go all the way.

        I borrowed Roxanne's black trench-coat and purse and she wore
a white fun fur jacket. As we drove to the bar, the name of which
escapes me, Roxanne explained that she was going to introduce me to
some of her friends. They all knew it was my coming out and decided
that it should be special. Now I was getting really excited.

        We smoked another joint on the way and by the time I got there
I was ready for just about anything. Roxanne said that I would have to
be careful around other people in the bar as there would be some
straight folks who went there. She also said not to talk to much or too
loud, as my voice, though rather high, was not feminine enough.  What I
did with myself the rest of the time was up to me. She said that there
was only one stipulation to the evening. I had to go home with her. I
said no problem!

        We had to park about half a block from the club and I think it
was the longest walk I have ever taken. It was around nine pm and we
passed several people on the way. We had a couple of guys say Hi and I
think I melted. Roxanne just smiled and kept walking. I was relieved
to get to the door, but not knowing what to expect, was still really
nervous. We walked inside and the doorman knew my sister.

        They talked for a minute and then she introduced me as Anna,
her sister. He smiled, said hello, took my hand, and kissed it. It felt
wonderful to have all of this attention, but all I could do was to say
hello under my breath as we gave him our coats.

        Inside, the music was pounding. The light show over the dance
floor was the best I had ever seen and the place was packed. As we
made our way over to a table full of Roxanne's friends, I felt hands
on my bum twice. The music, the lights, the butt plug, the smoke and,
now, strange hands groping me, increased my excited state. All I wanted
was more of the same. At the table I was introduced around.  I was
quite surprised that the women were very attractive and all dressed
quite sexily. I got to sit in the middle of two of the best looking ones
and had to remember to cross my legs.

        Old habits die hard!! . On my right was a girl named Rachel
and on my left was a girl named Connie. I only remember their names as
I could barely hear the others around me. Both seemed very nice and
they talked to me about how I felt that night.

        I told them both that, at first, I wasn't too crazy about the
idea, but that now I was loving every minute of it. Connie asked me if
I had a special friend inside of me. I guess I looked a little taken
aback, and she said that Roxanne had told her what she had bought for
me.  I shyly admitted that I had a butt plug stuffed up my cunt and
she laughed. She said that if I liked it, she would see if she could
find something else to replace it with. I wasn't too sure what she had
in mind but smiled anyway.

        As the second round of drinks appeared, I was starting to feel
a little tipsy. Connie had her hand on my leg and was rubbing the
inside of my thigh. My clit was starting to strain from the delicious
feelings I was experiencing, and I whispered this fact to Connie. She
said that if I wanted a rest, was there anything I would like to do,
like maybe I could caress her leg. I looked at her and did find myself
attracted to her. She had shoulder length blond hair, blue eyes and
was wearing a short black leather skirt and a black silk blouse. She
had fishnet stockings on and the highest heels that I had ever seen.
I said that I would like to return the favour and she took my hand and
placed it on her knee.

        The table had a long table cloth on it and the lights were
fairly dim so I knew nobody would know what we were up to. I moved my
hand gently along her thigh, back and forth. She seemed to like it and
then took her hand and moved my hand up under her skirt.

        It was very exciting as I reached the tops of her stockings
and then felt her panties. They had soft lace on them and Connie
seemed to enjoy my touch. As I was getting used to all of this, she
asked me to remove my hand for a moment while she went to the
bathroom.

        I had a few sips of my drink and waited for her to come back.
She was only gone a few minutes and when she sat back down she said to
me that she had to go and remove her panties as they were starting to
creep up on her. I was happy to have her back and again proceeded to
run my hand under her skirt. Waiting for me this time was something
quite hard. It took a moment for it to register, and then I realized
that this was a penis, or clit, or whatever the hell we were calling
them that night.

        I started to withdraw my hand but Connie put hers on mine. She
asked me if I thought she was any less attractive now that I knew her
secret. I said not really. She then said that she found me attractive
and she wanted to get to know me better.

        She said that girls like us had to stick together. By this
time, I couldn't disagree so I moved my hand back to her clit. I
started to move up and down the shaft and Connie purred in my ear how
wonderful it felt. I was starting to get into it when she asked me to
stop. She said it wouldn't be very lady-like for her to have cum
running down her leg. She then asked me if I would like the same done
to me. I quickly agreed and she took me by the hand and led me off to
the bathroom. As I was getting up my sister looked over and asked me
if I was having a good time. I said I think I was, and she just winked
at me.

        I just about walked into the men's washroom and it was a good
thing Connie was with me. Once inside the bathroom, she turned and
locked the door. She then told me to take off my panties and to remove
my butt plug. After depositing everything onto the counter, Connie
told me to bend forward onto the sink and to spread my legs.  She
commented on my beautiful ass and slowly lifted my dress up.  As I
leaned forward more, Connie took hold of my clit in one hand and
started to finger my cunt with the other. My knees just about
collapsed from the intense sexual feelings I was having. She inserted
one, then two, then three fingers into me and pumped them in and out
in time to her other hand. I cried out as I exploded all over her hand
and the counter.

        After I was finished, Connie told me to clean up, fix my hair,
put my butt plug back in, and my panties on. She said that she would
meet me back at the table. I could hardly stand and the feeling of the
plug going back into me was almost to much.

        I did make it back to the table and had two more drinks. We
spent about another hour or so talking and Roxanne decided that we
should get back home. Connie told me that she would like to see me
again and said that she would phone Roxanne when she was free.

        I said sure and asked her to call me instead. I confessed that
I liked her and wanted to see her again, too, She smiled, gave me a
kiss on the cheek and said that she would love for me to come over to
her apartment and spend the night doing girl's things.

        We said our goodbyes and walked back to the car. Roxanne
asked me what I thought of Connie and I said she was something else.
She said that we had a lot in common. Connie was a virgin to anything
bi and this had been her first night out. Rachel was her Mistress and
had been preparing Connie for this night. I was surprised that she was
a novice but Roxanne told me that Rachel had taught Connie a trick or
two.

        We arrived home and I was getting a little tired. Roxanne told
me to go into her bedroom because I was going to sleep with her
tonight. She told me to take off my dress and panties, remove my butt
plug, and slip on her black dressing gown.

        I came back from the bathroom and Roxanne was lying on the bed
wearing her white garter belt and stockings along with a pink teddy.
The crotch of the teddy was snapped open and she was softly playing
with herself. As I approached the bed she asked me if I thought she
looked sexy. She looked more than sexy and I told her so. She then
asked me if I wanted to fuck her. Or would I rather have her fuck me.
I couldn't make up my mind, so I said yes to both.

        She asked me to take off my shoes and lie on the bed next to
her. She asked me how I had felt about the night and, quite honestly, I
had really had a good time and told her so. She asked me what I
thought of Connie and I said that I was amazed that she was a he.
Roxanne said that Connie had told her that I was very cute and sexy
and she wanted to have some time alone with me. She said that I would
be the first "Girl" that Connie had ever been with. How did I feel?
Well, I said I was sort of honored that she (or he) thought me
attractive and admitted that I loved what she (I guess) had done to me
in the bathroom. Roxanne asked what that was, so I explained my
adventure. As I talked about it, she kept rubbing her crotch and
fingering herself. When I got to the part about Connie putting her
fingers in my cunt, Roxanne started to moan softly.

        I finished my story and I think Roxanne was starting to cum.
She was sliding her fingers in and out of her now very wet slit and
between her moans she asked me to lick her where her fingers were.
Since I was new to all of this, I had some help from Roxanne as to
where to lick and how hard and soft. I found her clit with my lips and
started to suck her gently. A moment later her hips griped around my
head and she screamed out. I thought I had hurt her but she just
laughed and said that it was just the opposite. Then she said it was
my turn. The final phase of learning about being a girl.

        I was instructed to kneel facing the headboard, grip it with
my hands and spread my knees as far apart as they would go. Roxanne
started to stroke my clit and tell me what a good girl I was. She said
that my ass looked so sexy but lonely and I should have a nice big
cock in me.

        She asked me if I wanted a cock inside of me and all I could
say was yes. She then inserted two of her fingers and started to play
with me. I tried to move my bum back so that they would penetrate
deeper and I knew that Roxanne knew that I was enjoying myself.  She
then pulled her fingers out and asked me if I was ready to become a
full woman. I said yes again but this time much louder. With that, I
could feel the tip of the dildo against my cunt and then before I knew
it, up and inside of me.

        I cried out as she pushed it in, deeper and deeper with each
stroke but all I could think of was spreading my knees further apart
so that I could take more. She asked me if I liked being fucked and I
said yes, over and over again. She told me that I was being such a
sexy little slut, but that she wanted to be fucked to.

        With that, she told me to turn over andlielay on the bed. I
could feel the dildo, all eight inches, deep inside of me and thought
for sure I was going to cum. Roxanne moved over top of me, took my now
very hard clit, and guided me into her wet warm vagina. The feeling
was electric and as she pressed her full weight against me, the dildo
hit home.

        We both came at the same time and screamed so loud I thought
we would wake the neighbors. I was so exhausted that all I could do
was lie there and shake. Roxanne purred and moved off of me, removed
the dildo from my now very tired cunt and said that from here on in, I
was going to be her sister when we were alone. I didn't have any
objections and we feel asleep snuggled up to each other. The next day
I awoke and thought the whole thing had been a dream.  One look at my
body and trying to get my long hair out of my face convinced me
otherwise. That was the start of many wonderful and highly sexual
times that my sister and I shared.
 
                                  II

        My sister has since moved out of the country, but we see each
other at least twice a year. I did meet with Connie a few times, but
will save those adventures for letters to come. As you can see, my
start into the world of TVism was greatly helped by a few other
people. I have never regretted a minute of it and just about all of my
experiences have been wonderful. I say just about, because there have
been a few times when I was just about discovered, but later on this
topic.

        As I said last time, the first night I had gone out as Anna, I
met another TV named Connie. She had expressed an interest in me, that
was, to say the least, a little more then friendly. Roxanne had told me
that Connie wanted to get together with me, just me, for a night of
girl fun. I was starting to catch on quick as to what "Girl Fun" was
all about.

        On Wednesday of the following week, I came home from school
and had a rather burning desire to dress again. Roxanne and I had not
really talked about it as she was working a late shift and we seemed
to pass each other in and out. I really did want to try being a girl
again and when I came home that day, Roxanne had already left for
work. I decided that since I was all alone in the house, I could
experiment all I wanted. Roxanne had already told me that the middle
drawer in her dresser was for my things and that I could borrow her
clothes anytime I wanted to.

        After having my bath and shaving myself totally again, I
decided to try the douching part on my own. I must have spent an hour
filling myself up and cleaning myself out. Once I had started, I
didn't want to quit. It really does feel wonderful and you should try
it sometime, sweetheart. The big test was to see how much water I
could hold inside and for how long. After I was done, I went to my
sister's bedroom and started to prepare myself.

        I decided not to wear my butt plug and went straight to
applying my makeup. After a few trials and errors, I succeeded in
coming close to repeating what my sister had accomplished on the
weekend. I then placed my wig on my head and decided to style it a bit
differently.  To this day, I still wear my bangs combed to the side. I
think it makes me look a little more sexy. What do you think??

        After my hair was in place, I went to my drawer and picked out
my lingerie. I dressed slowly, loving the feel of the undergarments
and especially the stockings. Again, the big question was what to
wear. I picked out a very frilly white blouse and decided to wear my
sister's short black leather mini skirt. It hugged my hips and really
showed off my legs. Then I slipped on Roxanne's 5 inch heels. They
felt wonderful on and pushed my hips forward. I walked around the
room, became used to them and then stood back from the mirror to
admire myself. I thought I looked pretty damn sexy and started to run
my hands up and down my body. This did a lot to arouse my clit and I
decided to cool down a bit and watch some TV.

        About 8 o'clock the phone rang. I answered and this sexy voice
on the other end asked if Anna was in. For a minute, I was petrified.
I couldn't speak, so I just mumbled that I thought they had the wrong
number. The voice paused and then said was I sure and that it was
Connie calling.

        I immediately snapped out of my haze and said yes, she had the
right number and that she was talking to Anna. Connie laughed and said
that she was sorry for startling me. I said it was okay and that I'm
sure I would get used to it. She then asked me what I was up to that
night. I told her about getting dressed and she said that she had done
the same. Would I like to come over to her house?

        Again, a frozen state came over me and I didn't know what to
say. There was a long pause on the other end of the telephone and
finally Connie said that she could pick me up and would promise not to
keep me out to late. I decided, what the hell, and told her sure, why
not. She sounded pleased and said that she would be over in an hour.
After I hung up, I frantically ran around the house, trying to fix my
makeup, decide if what I was wearing was okay and about a million
other things. I eventually calmed down, only to hear the doorbell
ring. My heart stopped and it was all I could do to peek out the back
window. Thank God it was Connie. I thought that maybe friends of my
parents or sister had come over.

        As I let her in, I could not help noticing how good she
looked.  She was wearing a short coat and under it a short black lace-
up dress.  She had black stockings on and those wicked high heels. Her
hair seemed longer and I asked if it was different from the weekend.
She said yes, and that she had five wigs, four blond and one brunette.
She then said that I was welcome to try any of them on. I asked her if
she wanted something to drink but she mentioned that if I was going to
be home on time, we had better be going. I grabbed one of my sister's
coats and a purse and off we went.

        Connie lived in an apartment building downtown, so we parked
in the basement and took the elevator. I didn't think about it much
until it stopped on the main level. I freaked when I realized that
somebody was going to get on. Connie noticed my panic and moved closer
to me. The doors opened and in stepped an older gentleman.  He smiled
at us and said good evening ladies. Connie smiled back and I just
waited out the longest elevator ride of my life.

        As it was, our floor was first of the stops. We left the
elevator and I could hardly walk. This was the first time I had ever
been that close to somebody who did not know who I was. In a way, it
was quite thrilling. Once inside Connie's apartment, I started to
relax.  She made us drinks and it was the first time I had tasted rum
and coke. She told me to sit down on the coach next to her and tell
her all about how I felt being a girl.

        We talked for quite a while and eventually the topic turned to
sex. Now how did it get there I wonder??? The conversation changed
when Connie asked me if I thought she passed as a woman. I had to
admit that she made a very fine looking girl and told her that. She
then said that she had been dressing for quite a while, but had never
really had the guts to go out in public. She was very submissive by
nature and her mistress and turned her on to dressing up. She said
that the only thing she had not done as a girl was have sex. She then
asked me if I had.

        I told her that up until last weekend, I had been a virgin to
anything and that my sister had taken my cherry as far as my clit was
concerned. Connie seemed very interested as to what had happened
between my sister and myself. She asked me to explain our night.  I
told her about getting into bed and making love to her, and then her
making love to me. I knew this was turning Connie on so I went into
graphic detail as to the night. Connie started to play with my legs
and then pulled me very close to her. She kissed me full on the lips
and then I felt her tongue in my mouth. We kept on kissing as we moved
hands over each other's bodies.

        My clit was starting to strain under my leather skirt and I
knew Connie could see it. She moved off the coach onto her knees,
lifted up my skirt and start to lick me. Her mouth felt so good and it
was all I could do to keep from coming. She looked up at me and asked
if something was wrong. I laughed and said, what could be wrong. She
said that I was holding back and she really did want me to come. I
decided that okay, if she wanted it, she was going to get it. As she
started to suck me again, she inserted one of her fingers into my
cunt. That was it. I couldn't hold out any longer and came so hard my
toes cramped. I think Connie was happy, but I really didn't notice
anything else.

        After my orgasm had subsided, Connie came back up onto the
coach. I could see that her clit was hard as it was framed against her
dress. I asked her if she wanted me to do the same to her and she
moaned yes. I got down on my knees in front of her and she lifted up
her dress and spread her legs. It was the biggest clit I had ever seen
and thought for sure I was going to choke to death. Connie guided me
to her and taught me how to suck her slowly so that I could open my
throat and take her deeper. After a couple of minutes, I got the hang
of it and could swallow her almost all the way. This kept up for a lot
longer than I did, and she kept moaning and squirming around.  I
thought for sure she was going to cum, but she never got there.

        As my mouth was getting tired I stopped for a moment and told
her that she was not letting go, just like I had tried to do. She said
that she just wanted the feeling to last, and then said that she would
rather cum deep inside of me instead of in my mouth. She then asked me
if it would be all right to make love to me. I wasn't too sure about
this, but Connie said that she would wear protection so that everybody
stayed nice and clean. I decided that if I was going to learn how to
be a girl fully, this was the final test. So I said yes, and Connie
got up and led me into the bedroom.

        She asked me to take off my skirt but to leave everything else
on including my shoes. She then led me to the bed and asked me to lie
down.

        As I lay there, she again started to suck me and before long my
clit was rock hard. She kept saying how beautiful my clit was and how
she loved to suck it. I was feeling no pain and just lay there
moaning. Then she turned me over so that I was on all fours. I could
feel her fingers against my cunt and then felt the K-Y jelly being
inserted. Connie paused and took from the night table a condom. I
could hear it rip open and then I felt her clit against my cunt. It
was very slippery and I was unsure if she was going to put it in or
just tease me. Then I felt it start to go in. And boy, did I feel
it!!!

        She was huge and I thought I was going to be torn open, but
the feeling of pain lasted for only a moment. Then she was inside of
me and it was all pleasure. I bucked my hips back to meet her thrusts
and she started to ride me. Slow at first, and then faster. Each time
she pushed into me, I felt her get deeper, until I thought I was going
to pass out from the delicious feelings that were raking my body. I
was moaning for her to fuck me harder and she was moaning that I felt
so good. As she started to reach her climax, she grabbed my clit and
started to stroke it. This was too much for me, and I came into her
hand and onto the bed. The fact that I was coming triggered Connie and
she yelled out as she bucked one last time.

        I was a little dazed and rolled over on the bed. Connie curled
up beside me and started to stroke my thighs as she whispered that I
was everything she had dreamed of. I was certainly impressed with her
and we lay in bed for about half an hour before I realized what time
it was. I told Connie that I had better get home or Roxanne would have
a fit. We jumped out of bed, dressed and she drove me home. I was
having a hard time walking after my encounter and just about slipped
coming up the stairs. When I walked through the door Roxanne was in
the kitchen. And so was a girlfriend of hers from work.

        I tried to go downstairs, but Roxanne called out that Anna
should be a good sister and come and meet her co-worker. I was a
little embarrassed but walked into the kitchen anyway. The girl from
work was nice and commented on the way I was dressed. She asked if I
had been out at a party and I just shook my head. My sister excused me
from the room and said that since I had school tomorrow, I had better
get to bed. She said that since last weekend, her sister was a
different girl. Her friend just nodded knowingly and I went to my
bedroom. It was the start of many wonderful times with my sister,
Connie and a few other special people. More on these times in my next
story!

                                 III

        Like I said before, I did have a few other times with my
sister and some of her friends. After my first introduction to
dressing and subsequent visit with Connie, things in the female
department for me slowed down. My parents had only been gone for a
week, so by the next weekend, life was pretty much back to normal. I,
however, still tried to dress as much as I could, but it wasn't much.

        About four months later, my sister decided that she was going
to move out. There were many heated discussions with my parents on her
living with roommates, and my Dad was not thrilled with her choice of
people. One guy and one girl. He however gave in after my sister let
him pay for their first six months of rent, insuring that they moved
into a very nice townhouse in the better part of town. The guy and the
girl were boyfriend and girlfriend so this at least appeased my
parents. They did not know that this couple and Roxanne had been
sexual partners for a while and if they did, I'm sure they would have
both had coronaries.

        I was very sad to see my sister leave, but she promised that I
could visit as much as I wanted and since the townhouse had three
bedrooms, I could have one all to myself. She said that it would be
Anna's room and I could fill it with all the clothes and girl things
that I wanted. This was so exciting that I forgot about the fact that
she was leaving and started to plan out my new room.  Of course, I
helped Roxanne to move and finally got to meet her roomies. They were
both very nice and I liked them from the start.  Gail was 22 and
worked as a waitress while she went to university taking her nursing.
She was good looking, long brown hair and always wore tight jeans. So
tight, in fact, I could see her pussy lips etched in the fabric. Matt,
her boyfriend, was 24 and working as an Engineer with a large oil
company. He was also very good looking, reddish brown hair and deep
green eyes, about 6 feet and 170 pounds. He worked out a lot and had a
very muscular body.

        After we finished moving Roxanne in, she told me to come up to
"My" bedroom. In it was a twin bed, vanity with mirror and a six
drawer chest. There was frilly pink curtains on the window and a full
length mirror on the closet door. She had told Mom and Dad that she
needed the furniture because her friends from out of town would stay
over sometimes. I guess Dad thought that it was better to have whoever
sleep in another bed then with his daughter. It was exciting having a
place just for me and my sister saw that I was pleased. She told me to
open the drawers and the closet.

        In the top drawer I found an assortment of pantyhose, nylons
and a pair of fishnet stockings. The second drawer contained four or
five pairs of panties and three bras. The third drawer held two full
slips and and a half slip. In the forth drawer was my original
lingerie that Roxanne had bought for me. The fifth drawer contained my
original wig and a new one that was long and black. The final drawer
held my dildo, my butt plug, the douching apparatus and a new 10 inch
dildo that looked exactly like a cock. In the vanity was a wide
assortment of make-up, false nails, nail polish and some perfume. The
closet was the best. A wide variety blouses, skirts, pants, dresses
and two new pairs of high heels greeted me. I was, to say the least,
floored by all of the clothes.

        I thanked Roxanne for all of the stuff, but told her that she
shouldn't have spent so much money on me. She said that she had
purchased some of the things, like the wig and dildo, but the other
things were hand me downs from herself and Gail. I looked at her and
asked her if she had told Gail that I was her part-time sister and she
said yes. She had told both Gail and Matt and they were excited to see
me dressed. I blushed and got embarrassed but Roxanne assured me that
both Gail and Matt understood everything and that the three of them
had been lovers for quite some time. I relaxed a little, but was still
unsure about all of this.

        My sister left me alone to set up my room the way I wanted to
and, after about fifteen minutes, I joined the three of them in the
livingroom. They were planning a house warming party for the next
weekend and Roxanne told me that I was invited. She said that I could
spend the whole weekend with them and had already told Mom and Dad
that she needed my help to get organized. It sounded like fun and Matt
and Gail told me to come to the party as Anna. They said that there
would be a lot of people coming over and it would be a great time.
Matt said that since Roxanne had told them about me, they were very
curious to meet this Anna girl and from the look in Matt's eyes, I
think him more so than Gail. Roxanne said that Connie was coming along
with a few other TVs, so I would not be alone as far as that was
concerned. What could I say, except yes.

        From the first time I had dressed, I just wanted to do it more
and more. It was so thrilling to be able to become an attractive
female that I had found myself fantasizing about what it would be like
to be with a man. I planned to have my chance on the following weekend
and all during the week, I thought of nothing else. I kept my body
shaved and wore my butt plug everyday. As the weekend approached, I
thought I was going to burst with excitement.

        On the Friday night, I packed my things for the weekend and
Roxanne came over and picked me up. We went shopping and bought a
bunch of food for the next night. We also went to the drugstore and
picked up some condoms, bubble bath, a fresh tube of K-Y Jelly and a
couple of Fashion magazines. Roxanne said that the next day was all
mine to get ready but that she and Gail would need help that night to
prepare the food. When we arrived at her house, Matt came out to help
unload the groceries. After we were done, I went to bed early. It was
going to be a long day and night tomorrow, so I wanted to get plenty
of sleep.

        The next day I awoke and went down to the kitchen. I was
surprised to see Gail making coffee, with nothing on except for a
skimpy robe which barely covered her bum. It was open quite a bit at
the front and I could not help looking at her breasts. She greeted me
and noticed my stares and smiled. She asked if I thought she had a
nice body and I said yes, and as I did, Matt walked in with nothing on
and a huge hard on. He grabbed Gail and said that she had better come
back to bed as he was horny as hell. They both left the kitchen and I
found myself quite excited by all of this.

        After having breakfast with Roxanne, she asked me what I had
planned for the day. I told her that I was going to read through the
magazines we had bought and spend time on myself, getting ready for
the party. Roxanne was off to do some more shopping so she would see
me later. She handed me a bag and told me not to open it until after
she had left.

        After doing up the dishes, I retired back to my bedroom and
could hear Gail and Matt still going at it. He was calling her all
kinds of names and she didn't seem to mind it at all. She kept moaning
and groaning and before long their love making came to a head, so to
speak. I heard them get up, shower, get dressed and leave. Before they
left, Gail poked her head into my bedroom and said that they would be
gone for about four hours, so they would see me later.  She was
wearing another pair of those tight jeans and a very skimpy halter
top. One very fine looking lady and I thought Matt was quite lucky to
have her as a girlfriend.

        After they had left, I remembered the bag that Roxanne had
given me. I opened it up and found two magazines about TVs. I'll
never forget the name of them. "Chicks With Dicks"! Very poetic. It
featured all sorts of TVs in different poses and with different
clothes on. I was getting very horny looking at the pictures, so I
turned my attention to the third item in the bag.

        It was sort of an instruction book on how to be a TV with
information from applying makeup to tucking your balls correctly and
pulling back your penis to give you the look of having a vagina. I
read the whole book and learned an incredible amount of information
on dressing, especially since it was geared to men looking like women.

        After finishing the book, I looked over at the clock and it
was already 3 pm. I decided to shave my body, douche myself and then
take a long bubble bath. When I shaved this time, I shaved off all my
pubic hair, something I had learned from the book. To be quite honest
with you girl, I will never do this again. It feels wonderful for the
first day, but unless you keep it up, it itches like hell while it
grows back!!! I have never completely shaved my pubic hair since.

        I was getting out of the bath when everybody started to get
home.  Roxanne came up to see how I was doing and told me to take off
my robe so that she could check me out. She was very pleased with my
shave job and fondled my balls lightly. She then told me to bend over
and checked out my rear. As she caressed my bum, she said that I had a
very pretty cunt and that hopefully it would not go unnoticed that
night. I secretly hopped so, too.

        After Roxanne left, I started to get ready. I inserted my butt
plug, tucked up my balls into their sockets and pulled back my penis
like I had seen in the book. I put on the black bra and waist cincher,
followed by my garter belt and the fishnet stockings. I put on a pair
of tight panties, and it worked. My crotch area looked just like
Gail's, with full lips and all. I filled the bra cups with the water
filled balloons and went to the vanity to start my makeup. After
finishing my face, I sprayed my body with perfume including a quick
spritz in my crotch and one behind the backs of each of my knees.

        The tough part was what to wear as far as clothes. I didn't
really know what everybody else was wearing, so I decided that I would
go all out. I picked out a pretty party dress that was bright pink
taffeta, the bottom of it stopping just above my knees. It had a back
zip and I had quite a time trying to get it done up. It had a side
slit and I was pleased to see that my leg showed through almost to the
top of my nylons. The shoes I picked were new, pink to match the
dress, and of silk material. They had a four inch heel and looked
wonderful on my feet. I combed out my blond wig and set it in place. I
finished off my transformation with earrings, a gold necklace and an
ankle bracelet. After putting on the false nails and painting them, I
was ready for the party. I stood back from the mirror and was pleased
and excited with my look. I hoped it wouldn't go unnoticed.

        I walked downstairs and met Gail and Roxanne in the kitchen
making trays of food. They were both wearing dresses, so I felt a
little more at ease. Roxanne commented on my excellent choice of
clothes and Gail said that if she hadn't seen me, she would have never
have believed it.

        As we talked and prepared the food, Matt came in. He stopped
and for a moment stared at me. He then turned to Gail and asked her
who her friend was. We laughed and Roxanne told him to say hello to
her sister. He looked at me again and gave me a wonderful wolf
whistle. He then told me to turn around and model for him.  After I
was finished, he said to Gail that the dress and shoes looked better
on me then it had ever looked on Gail. I thought for sure she would be
mad, but she smiled and said that he was right, and she had a bunch of
other clothes that would fit me. I was thrilled that I was so
appealing to both male and female and happy about getting more
clothes.

        We spent the next hour getting the house ready for the guests,
and around eight o'clock the first people started to arrive. I played
maid for the first little while, fetching people drinks and putting
out the food. Roxanne introduced me to everybody as her sister, and I
even met her boss and his wife. I was sure that nobody knew who I
really was and the party was in full swing when Connie arrived.

        She looked great and we talked in the kitchen for a while. I
told her all about my own bedroom and the clothes and stuff and she
was very happy for me. I promised her a tour later and she pinched my
bum and said it was a deal, as long as it was an intense tour of my
bed.

        By about eleven, I think around fifty people had showed up.
The place was packed and for the first time that night, Matt came over
to me and asked me how I was doing. I said fine and told him I was
getting a little drunk from the wine. He then looked at me and said
that the only way you could clear your head, was to give head. I
laughed and said in a teasing way, why, whatever do you mean???  He
just took my hand and led me from the room and up the stairs to his
bedroom. I could see Gail watching us, but she smiled and waved 
goodbye.

        When we got to Matt's room, he turned and closed the door. I
asked him if we should lock it and he said that nobody would come in.
He then placed his arms on my hips and drew me closer. He told me that
I made one hell of a fine looking woman and he had been hoping to get
me alone all night. I asked him about Gail and he said that he had
already told her what he wanted to do to me and she had said that it
was fine with her.

        As we talked, Matt pulled me closer until I could feel his
cock against my tummy. I asked him in a whisper what he wanted me to
do and said that he wanted my lips around his cock and then he wanted
to fuck me.

        I pulled away from him and told him to wait a moment, as I had
to go to the bathroom. I bolted from the room, went to the bathroom
and removed my butt plug. I checked my makeup and then walked back to
the bedroom. Once inside, I found Matt on the bed with his pants and
shorts off. His cock was huge and stood straight up in the air.

        I decided to tease him a little, so I crawled onto the bed and
asked him what I should do with this thing. He told me that he wanted
me to suck him and I played dumb and said that I didn't think I was
that kind of girl. He sat up and said that if I wasn't that kind of
girl, why was I back in the bedroom with him.

        Hard question to argue, so I leaned forward and kissed him on
the lips. He returned my kiss and soon we were rolling on the bed,
kissing and touching each other. In the process, Matt wrestled my
panties off and started to finger me as we continued to kiss. I felt
so good to have him slide his fingers in and out of my wet cunt and I
could feel my clit getting really hard. As he licked my ear, he
whispered to me that he really wanted me to suck his cock and that was
about all the encouragement I needed. I moved to his crotch and
swallowed him whole.

        As I was sucking him, I heard the bedroom door open. I froze,
with my mouth on he end of his cock and made sure my dress was pulled
down over my exposed clit. As I waited to hear something, I felt
somebody get on the bed. For a moment, I was stunned. Then I heard
Gail's voice tell me not to stop and could feel her hands move up the
backs of my legs and under my dress. She took hold of my clit and said
that I was a beautiful girl with a beautiful clit and that she wanted
to taste it. Matt's hand came down onto the back of my head and pushed
it so that I swallowed him again and I could feel Gail slide under my
dress. Before I knew it, she was sucking me as I sucked Matt.

        I came at once and Gail sucked up all of my juices. Matt was
so big and hard, I thought he was going to cum but he told Gail to
move up beside him. She lay down on the bed and Matt rolled off.  He
told me that Gail really liked to be licked and would I want to taste
her pussy. I whispered yes and Gail lifted her dress and spread her
legs. I put my face back down into her crotch and found her clit with
my tongue. The moment I touched it, she let out a small cry and said
that she wanted my tongue in her cunt. I moved it in and out and Gail
thrust her hips into my face and almost smothered me.

        As I worked on Gail, Matt slowly moved my dress up to expose
my ass. He lifted my hips and before I knew it, worked three of his
fingers into me. It felt so good and I moaned out loud in
appreciation.  This spurred Matt on and soon he had four fingers
working in and out of my now very wet cunt. The slurping sounds only
made me hotter and I started to beg him to fuck me. Matt removed his
fingers and suddenly plunged his cock into me. The first thrust hurt
like hell, but quickly went away. The pain was replaced with an
intense pleasure as he fucked me from behind and the harder he fucked
me, the harder I licked and sucked Gail. During all of this, Matt kept
calling me a little slut and asked Gail how her cunt licker was doing.
She just moaned but didn't say much of anything else. Her clit, by
this time, was like a little cock and I could feel her body start to
tremble with her oncoming orgasm.

        During all of this, my own clit had returned to its rock hard
state, mostly because while Matt was fucking me, he was also stroking
me.  I could not keep track of the times Gail came and finally Matt
lifted me up by my breasts and started to kiss my neck. He whispered
in my ear that I should fuck Gail with my beautiful hard clit and I
started to move toward her. As I did, Matt kept his cock firmly
imbedded in my cunt. As I moved even with Gail, she wasted no time in
grabbing my clit and forcing me inside of her. As I slid into her
soaking wet cunt, Matt brought all of his weight down on us and rammed
his cock home one last time.

        I think we all came at once, but I'm not sure. I'm not really
sure why I came. It was either Matt's cock or Gail's cunt or the
combination of both. All I know is that it was quite a while before
any of us moved. Matt was first off and I quickly got off of Gail and
started to organize myself as best as possible. As I was standing,
Matt sat back down on the bed and started to finger Gail. She moaned
that she wanted to be fucked again. I said that Matt was on his own as
I was still trying to recover. I left them on the bed with Matt
starting to lick Gail all over again. I'm sure they were both part
rabbit.

        As I made my way to the bathroom, I met Connie and Roxanne in
the hallway. I'm sure I looked like hell, and Connie remarked that I
had better change my fishnets as they had a huge run in them.  Roxanne
then asked me what I thought of Matt and Gail, and all I could say was 
that she was very lucky to have them as roommates. Connie was curious 
as to what had gone on and I told her that as soon as I cleaned up, 
I would get back to her.

        Once in the bathroom, I re-did my makeup and brushed out my
hair. I went to my bedroom and swapped my fishnets for a fresh pair of
nylons. As I hooked my garters on them, I kept thinking about the
events that had just transpired and vowed that I was going to have
more times with Matt and Gail.

        When I was finished putting myself back together, I proceeded
to go down stairs, but stopped outside of Roxanne's room. The door was
slightly ajar and I could hear her voice inside. I pushed open the
door and found her on the bed with Connie between her legs. As I
started to turn around, Roxanne asked me to come in and watch. It was
a little awkward, but my curiosity got the better of me.

        As I approached the bed, Connie looked up and asked me if I
would like to join her. I wasn't sure if all three of us would fit on
the bed, but Connie answered my question by moving over and making
room for me.

        As I lay down, Roxanne purred that she was really horny after
hearing all about my adventures with Connie. She then asked me to show
her how I made Connie happy. I was more than willing and Connie lifted
up her skirt and pulled down her panties. I moved down and took her
stiff clit between my lips and started to pump up and down, drawing
her deep into my throat. What happened after that? Well, I think you
know by now! Until next time!

                                  IV

        I started to live part-time on weekends at Roxanne's and
worked quite hard on perfecting my image. As I added to my clothes
collection, my sense of style grew considerably. I found I tended to
gravitate more to the flashy mode of dress and, with the help of
Roxanne, Gail and Connie, acquired some very sexy outfits. I also
discovered Frederick's of Hollywood and a few other mail order
outlets. This, combined with a lot of TV magazines and books, helped
in establishing my look that has stayed with me for years.

        When I turned sixteen, I received my first car. Freedom at
last.  It wasn't anything special, an old 72 Volkswagon, but it was
mine and I could now come and go as I pleased. The first weekend I had
my driver's license, I drove over to Roxanne's and showed it off. She
was pleased that I had a car, since she was the one who normally would
have to drive me around. I decided to stay over and phoned Connie to
see what she was up to. She said that she was busy on the Friday night
but did I want to come over on the Saturday. We could go out for a
drive in my new car and maybe hit a club or two. I was only too eager
to see her and to show her my car.

        I stayed over at Roxanne's and on Saturday decided to get up
early and spend the day as Anna. I had the house to myself as
everybody was out for the day in the country for a picnic and dance.
After my shower I put on my sexiest bra and panty set, a low cut blue
silk blouse, a pair of navy pantyhose and a pair of Gail's old jeans.
They were the kind she always wore, Fancy Ass, I believe.  I had
tucked my balls up into their sockets so that when I put the jeans on
and pulled them tight around my waist, I looked like I had my own
pussy lips. They felt and looked great and I slipped on a pair of high
heels with a sling back to complete my dressing.

        I put on my long black wig and brushed it out. After doing my
make-up, which by this time I was getting quite good at, I put on my
earrings and was finished. I looked quite good and walked back out to
the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. About a week before, Gail and Matt
had bought a small dog. I think it was a terrier. Its name was Kitty
(you figure it out) and she was whining at the back door to go out.
Since there wasn't a fence around the yard, she had to be walked on a
leash. I didn't think much of going out in broad daylight, but I also
didn't think much of having to clean up her mess. I grabbed her leash
and off we went.

        It was a very strange feeling being part of the world during
the day and I didn't think anybody really noticed me as we walked
along.  I thought that I was doing okay, so we went done to the park
that was a few blocks away. As we waited at a busy intersection, a car
full of boys drove by and one of them hung his head out the window and
yelled "Hey Babe, nice Ass!"

        It was a good thing I had my makeup on as he couldn't see me
blush. I smiled and waved and then walked across the street to the
park. Once in, I found it to be deserted as it was still early
morning.  Then the worst happened. Kitty spotted a real Kitty and off
she went. The leash was yanked out of my hand and my stomach did a few
flips as I watched her disappear around a bush. I started to run as
best as I could in my heels and as I rounded the bush, I came upon two
boys, about 17 years old, who had stepped on the leash and stopped
Kitty. They brought her over to me and asked me if she was my dog.

        I just nodded and they handed me the leash. Then they just
stood there staring at me and smiling. I looked down and saw that my
blouse had become unbuttoned and my lacy white push-up bra was almost
fully exposed. I quickly closed my blouse and muttered a quiet thank
you. One of the boys said "No, Thank You!" and kept on smiling. The
other one asked me if I was new in the area and I said yes. He asked
me if I walked in the park often and I said no, that his was my first
time. He then commented on how good my jeans looked on me and again I
blushed. I thanked them again for the help and one of the boys asked
if I would be out for a walk later that night. I said that it was
possible as I was taking care of the dog that day. He said that if I
was, he could meet me back in the same place around nine. I told him
that I was meeting a friend, but that we both might come over. Both he
and his friend said they would hopefully see me later.

        I walked back home without much incident and once inside
telephoned Connie to tell her all about my morning. She laughed at me
and said that I had to stop picking up young men. We made plans to go
out that evening to a bar and I suggested we swing past the park and
make one quick stop around nine. Connie giggled and said that I was
one big tease. The rest of the day was spent relaxing and getting
things ready for that night.

        After I had fixed myself a light dinner, I called Connie and
told her to come over. She decided to bring her things with her so
that we could dress together. I had never seen Connie as her alter
ego, Neil, but had to admit that as a male, he was very good looking.
When Connie arrived, I was already half dressed. I met her at the door
in my dressing gown and had just finished putting on my black wig
again. Connie commented on how much she liked this particular wig and
I was pleased with the support.

        As we finished dressing, we talked about what we were going to
do that evening. I told Connie that we really should go past the park
as I had never been with a boy my age when I was dressed. She asked me
what I wanted to do, and I said that I had a fantasy about sucking the
cock of a guy that I did not know. She said that she had the same
fantasy, so we had better make it a reality.

        I could not decide what to wear, so Connie picked out my
outfit.  It consisted of a dark blue silk blouse and a black wrap
around skirt that fell just below my knee. I wore my garter belt with
black nylons and a matching thong panties. Connie had brought a black
dress with a wild slit up the side. We finished up and noticed that it
was getting close to nine, so after we had slipped on our shoes and
coats, we hoped into Connie's car and drove towards the park.

        We pulled into the parking lot and parked at the far end. As
we got out, I looked around for the boys that had been there in the
afternoon, but could not see them. There were a few people out walking
and Connie said that we should go and cruise the area. I said sure,
but felt a little awkward. We were dressed for a nightclub, not the
park, but I still had a bit of a rush as I felt like a hooker on the
stroll. It was getting quite dark and about all you could hear was the
traffic in the background and the click of our heels on the sidewalk.

        At the far end of the park we turned around and started
walking back to the car. As we neared the parking lot, the two boys I
had met in the afternoon were sitting on a bench back by some trees.
At first I was startled to see somebody but calmed down when I saw who
it was. When the boys saw us they jumped up and walked over to where
we had stopped on the sidewalk. We introduced ourselves to each other
and I found out their names where Tim and Alan. Tim was about 6 feet
tall and about 170 pounds. Alan was shorter, about my height, and
weighed around 150 pounds. They both had sandy blond hair and bluish
green eyes. I had noticed that afternoon that each of them had very
good builds and Tim confirmed my observation by telling us that they
both played on the High School football team.  Tim was the quarterback
and Alan was a guard.

        We sat down on the bench and talked for a while. Both boys
were very curious about Connie and myself. As we talked, I watched
their eyes roam over our bodies and pay special attention to our legs.
You couldn't miss Connie's as the slit on her skirt had fallen open
when she sat down and crossed her legs. Connie had decided earlier
that she and I would be cousins when we met people, so the boys
thought that I was new in town and that Connie was visiting from
another city.

        I was starting to get a little cold and suggested that we go
and warm up in the car. Connie agreed and told the boys that we could
listen to some music and talk a little more, but that we had to be
going soon as we were headed to a party. As we got to the car we split
into couples, me with Tim and Connie with Alan.

        Once inside, Connie turned the car on along with some music
and we all talked a little more about ourselves. It seems that the
boys were attracted to us as Tim sat very close to me and Alan would
not take his eyes off of Connie. Connie asked them if they had
girlfriends and they both said no. I figured it was a lie, but didn't
say anything.  Connie then moved closer to Alan and asked him what he
would like to have a girl do to him if he did have a girlfriend. Alan
stammered quite a bit, but couldn't quite say what he wanted. Tim, on
the other hand, knew exactly what he wanted. He had put his arm around
me and had already started to run his hand along my leg, trying to get
under my skirt.

        I whispered to him that it was "THAT TIME OF MONTH," the age
old girl's defence, and that my breasts were sore. Since he could not
touch either parts of my body, I told him that I would love to
compensate by other means. He looked a little shy as I moved my hand
down along his shirt and rested it in his crotch area. I was starting
to become more aggressive with what I wanted and I think Tim was
surprised. We looked at each other and then kissed as I wrestled with
his zipper. His cock was growing steadily and I had a bit of a problem
freeing it from his tight jeans. I glanced to the front of the car and
saw Connie working on Alan and decided that she didn't need any of my
help.

        Once I had Tim's cock out of his pants I started to massage it
up and down. Tim was moaning in my ear and I whispered to him that I
wanted to suck him and make him cum. Tim lay back on the seat and I
brought my head down to his crotch and teased my tongue over his the
top of his hard head. I knew that he had never had this done to him
before so I wanted to take my time. As I continued to massage his
cock, I sucked each of his balls one at a time into my mouth. I knew I
was driving him crazy and that it wouldn't be long before he came, so
I moved my mouth back onto his cock and pumped up and down. As I
sucked him, I moved my free hand back under my skirt, pulled my panties
to one side, and started to finger myself.

        I could hear Connie sucking up front and heard Alan starting
to moan as he came. Tim was still a ways off, so not to be left
behind, I inserted one finger into his anus and moved it back and
forth in time to my sucking. That was about all it took. Tim's hips
started to grind up and into my face, making me swallow his cock
deeper into my throat. Then he arched forward and let loose with a
stream of cum. I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed some more. I
wasn't sure where it was all coming from, but there was sure a lot. It
was like Tim had never cum before and I later found out that he was a
virgin when I met him.

        As I came up for some air, Connie said that if I was quite
finished, we had better be going. Of course, the boys wanted our phone
numbers and I told them to give me theirs so that we would have the
choice of phoning them if we wanted to. After Tim and Alan had left, I
moved to the front seat of the car and Connie said that I had put on
one hell of a show. She admitted that she was very horny and I said
that I was the same. We cooled down by giving each other a blow job
and it was the second time that night that I had a mouthful of cum. It
was not to be the last.

        We cleaned up as best we could and drove to a club in town.  I
had never been there put it was quite a neat place. It was also
packed. Since we arrived around 10:30, most of the crowd had already
assembled. And what a crowd!! There had to be every type of person
from every walk of life. It didn't seem to make much difference what
your sexual preference was and the dress code was "Anything Goes".  We
fit in like a hand in glove and I spotted a few other TVs. There was
also a wide array of gay, dominant, slaves and you name it, they were
there. The best attire of the evening was a girl dressed in nothing
but cellophane. A very revealing outfit, if you pardon the pun.

        We fought our way to the bar and ordered our drinks. The
seating situation was next to nil but we did find a couple of spaces
in a booth.  The rest of the booth was a mixed crowd. There were two
guys and four girls. I don't know if they were straight or bi or what,
but it was nice to find a place to sit down. The girl sitting next to
me was Kate, about 25 years old, and later I found out her nickname was
Kinky Kate. The other girl's names were Sara, Kathy and Nadine. The two
guys that were with them had just sat down and didn't really know
anybody and I really don't remember their names.

        We all started talking and I found out that the girls were
from Vancouver B.C. and they had come into town for a seminar. I guess
somebody had told them about this particular club and they had wanted
to see it for a while. We talked a little about the city and what else
there was to do when in town. Kate came right out and asked me if I
was TV and I said yes. She said that she had not been sure and told
both Connie and myself that we made terrific looking girls. I asked
her if she had ever come across a TV before and she said that her
boyfriend was one. I guess he dressed all of the time and Kate and her
boyfriend swapped clothes on a regular basis. What a dream come true.

        A song came on that Kate liked and she asked me to dance. It
felt kind of weird dancing with a girl while I was a girl, but in this
place nobody really noticed. I couldn't help noticing, though, how
good looking Kate was. She was about 5' 4", 110 lbs with a 22 inch
waist but her breasts had to be 40 Cs. She was a tad top heavy but the
rest of her was in perfect shape.

        Kate had long brown hair and very nice facial features. She
was wearing a gold lame top that tied at the front and she had on a
black lacy bra under it. The top was open quite a bit so it did not
leave much to the imagination. She also had on a tight black mini
skirt very sheer black stockings and 3 or 4 inch heels. The more I
looked at her, the more turned on I got. We danced several times over
the evening and each time we got closer together. I think the guys
that were sitting with us got the hint and left early. By the end of
the evening we danced a slow waltz together almost rubbing our bodies
raw. I'm sure she could feel my clit starting to strain under my skirt
and I was glad it was dark in the club.

        The club was starting to close and Kate suggested that we all
go back to her hotel room and continue the party. Connie said sure but
the other girls said that they were tired and wanted to go to bed. As
we walked out Kate leaned over to me and said that was what she had in
mind.

        We drove everybody to the hotel and walked up to the rooms.
Once in Kate's room, she asked us if we wanted a drink and went to the
bar fridge. It was the first time I had ever seen a fridge in a hotel
room and stocked with booze to boot. We all had a beer and sat down to
talk and relax. Kate asked Connie if she and I were lovers and Connie
said yes, but she wasn't possessive about me. Kate said that she was
happy to know this as she was attracted to both of us.  She said that
she had always fantasized about what it would be like to be in bed
with two TVS, but had never had the nerve to tell her boyfriend. He
was "STRAIGHT" so to speak.

        Connie said that she had cum to the right place and that we
should all have another drink and snuggle on the bed together. Kate
brought us another beer and we all sat down on the bed, Kate sitting
between Connie and myself. Connie told her about our young park dates
and Kate enjoyed the details. As I sat on the bed, my wrap skirt
decided to fall away at the side exposing the tops of my nylons.  Kate
kept looking at my legs and said that she wished she had as good a
body as I did. I said that she had a wonderful body and that I wished
I had her breasts. Connie said that we all had good bodies and we
should quite wasting them on talk and start using them for some
action.

        We started by telling each other what our fantasies were.
Connie wanted to walk the hooker stroll and get picked up by a
stranger.  I wanted to have two guys at once paying special attention
to me.  Kate wanted to fulfill her fantasy by watching Connie and me
make love.  Both Connie and I said that since Kate's fantasy was the
easiest to do, pitter patter, let's get at her.

        Kate moved to the side of the bed as Connie and I moved
closer.  We started to touch each other's bodies and then Connie gave
me one of her deep french kisses. As we kissed, she gently pushed me
on my back and I knew that she was going to be the aggressor. She had
both of my hands pinned down above my head and then told Kate to get a
couple of pairs of her pantyhose. They tied my hands down to the bed
and I did feel quite helpless, and loved it.

        Connie started to kiss me again, and while we kissed she
opened the front of my skirt and pulled my panties off. My clit sprang
forward and I started to moan as she stroked it with her hand. I could
see Kate out of the corner of my eye starting to work her skirt up and
watched her play with herself as she watched us. Connie, by this time
was licking and sucking my clit and I was in heaven. The feeling was
so delicious and I could not help moaning louder. The feeling of
Connie's mouth and lips on my clit combined with the fact that I was
helpless with my hands tied down got me hot as hell.

        Connie invited Kate to have a taste of me and the first time
down, Kate took me deep into her throat. I lifted my head and watched
as Connie started to lick Kate's cunt while Kate swallowed me whole.
The rhythm was starting to get out of hand and Connie came back up and
told Kate that I was ready for a good fucking. She lifted my legs up
and I wrapped them around her body. I could feel her clit probing my
cunt and she slowly worked it into me, a little at a time.  Then she
started to pump me, slowly at first, and then picked up the tempo. The
feeling of Connie fucking me while Kate sucked me was to much for me
to handle. I thrust my hips harder and harder back into Connie and
could feel myself starting to cum.

        I let go and filled Kate's mouth with my creamy juice and at
the same time Connie came inside of me. I continued to buck back and
forth as Kate cleaned up the rest of my cum. We rested for a moment
and then Connie said that it was Kate's turn to receive some pleasure.
I was left on my back to watch Connie and Kate. Kate and Connie 69'd
each other for what seemed an eternity and my clit was starting to
become very excited, again. I said that I was starting to feel left
out and Kate moved over so that her breasts were hanging in front of
my face. I sucked and gently bit each of her nipples as Connie
fingered fucked her from behind and stroked my clit at the same time.

        Kate moved further up and slowly lowered herself onto my clit
and at the same time, Connie entered Kate from the rear. It took us a
while to find the right rhythm, but we were soon working up to another
orgasm. Kate's pussy felt so wonderful and I pushed harder and harder
into her.

        I could see Connie fucking her from behind and as we moved
faster, Kate groaned louder and louder. All of a sudden, I lost it and
both Kate and Connie were close seconds. Kate screamed as she came
and must have had an orgasm for a couple of minutes. Each time either
Connie or I moved it sent a whole new shock wave through Kate's body.
We slowly broke apart and I was released from my semi bondage. We took
turns going to the bathroom to freshen up and after another beer, said
goodbye. I remembered to get Kate's phone number and Connie gave Kate
hers.

        As we drove home, I said to Connie that as far as I was
concerned, I had pretty well done it all. Connie smiled and said that
I had not even started and she would show me a few tricks the next
weekend.  I could hardly wait. More in my next story!
^^
                                  V

        I did have quite a few more adventures with Connie but
actually started to keep a low profile as Anna as I neared graduation.
This was in part due to the fact that I had a girlfriend. We had
started dating in grade eleven and continued on after high school was
finished. As most know it all kids of nineteen, we decided to get
married. This was a huge mistake as we were not ready, my wife to be
moved out of her Mother's house into my house without time in between,
and I still wanted to dress.

        I hadn't told my wife about it, and after six months of wedded
bliss, we split up because of other reasons. So much for the 2.3 kids,
the dog, and the house in the suburbs. Well, we didn't have any kids,
the wife took the dog but I still had the house. Here I was, 20 years
old with a mortgage and a house, in that order. I started to work two
jobs, so that I could meet the payments. I did, however, have from
Saturday afternoon until Monday morning off, so the first weekend that
I had the house to myself, I decided to dress.

        It had been a while since Anna was out and around, and I spent
a few hours going through the clothes, setting the wigs, and making a
list of things that I needed. I started doing the laundry and ran out
to pick up a few things. One item that I needed was a new pair of
shoes. I looked and looked and finally found a beautiful pair of black
pumps with 4 inch heels. I rushed through the rest of my shopping and
drove home.

        As I was getting out of my car, my neighbor John walked over.
We had talked a few times over the fence and I had drank a few beers
with him in his back yard. One night in particular after the girls had
gone inside, he had a little to much to drink and made a pass at me.
Nothing too serious, mind you, but I did catch his drift.  I was a
little shocked and amused as John is a real man's man. You know the
type, flannel shirts, tight jeans and cowboy boots. I had refused
politely and John was a little upset that I knew his secret.  I
explained to him about my feminine side and told him that as a male, I
really didn't want to be with a male. But as a female, now that was a
different story. I had promised him that we would get together one day
and I would introduce him to Anna.

        That had been months ago and neither of us had mentioned it
again. Anyway, back to the story at hand. John and I talked for a
while and he was sorry to hear about my recent freedom. I said that it
was okay and that I had decided to get on with life. I also mentioned
that, if he would like, I could introduce him to Anna, now that I had
more time for myself. He became quite excited and asked when. I showed
him the shoes and said soon. Maybe tonight? He was thrilled and said
his wife and kids were at her mother's. I told him to hang on as I
hadn't done this in a while, and that I would phone him later if
everything worked out. I was going to make damn sure it did!!!

        I went into the house and started to get ready. It had been
over a year since I had last dressed, so I was a little out of touch.
But just like riding a bike, it all came back to me. After deeply
douching myself and shaving my entire body, I did my toe and
fingernails, plucked my eyebrows and finished working on my wigs. I
had a few pounds of laundry to iron and slipped on my white negligee.
It felt so wonderful to have something silky on again and I quickly
ironed through the mountain of clothes. After hanging everything up, I
made myself a drink and sat down to start on my makeup.

        It took me about an hour to do my face but the results were
well worth it. I picked out my long blond wig and brushed it out and
after arranging it in place, started the pleasurable task of picking
out my clothes. First, the undergarments. I choose my pink full cup
bra, lace panties and garter set. Next, I rolled on a pair of navy silk
stockings and remembered why I love the feeling of freshly shaved
legs. Having a few too many clothes does pose a certain problem when
choosing, but with John in mind, I picked out a black dress with a
deep v-neck and a front split. After plopping my breasts into place
and slipping on my new pumps, I stood back to survey my reflection in
the mirror. If I do say so myself, which I always do, I looked pretty
sexy. I hoped John felt the same way, as I was now getting very
aroused with the thought of being with him.

        Speaking of John, here it was 8 o'clock already and I had
forgot to phone him. I looked out the side window and saw that his
lights were on so I phoned him right away. When he answered, I said
that it was Anna calling and that Michael had told me that he might be
in the mood for a date. John replied that he was always interested in
meeting new women, so what would I like to do. I told him that I was
tired of being stuck in the house and how about we go out for a drink.
John thought it was a great idea and said that he would be over to
pick me up in half an hour. I hung up the phone, finished my drink,
and started to worry about my dress, my hair, my makeup, you know, the
usual woman things before a date.  I ran to the bathroom, sprayed some
perfume behind my ear, on my wrists and behind my legs, picked out my
jewelry and redid my lipstick. I checked my purse and picked out a
black trench coat to wear.

        By the time 8:30 rolled around, I was a basket case, having
changed three times and finally decided on what I was originally
wearing. The doorbell rang and I opened the door slowly. John was
dressed in casual clothes and I don't think I remember him looking so
good. He stood and stared at me for what must have been 30 seconds
before I finally asked him if something was wrong. He said on the
contrary, everything was very right. I invited him in and walked back
up the stairs to get my coat and purse. I could feel his gaze drilling
through me, and knew that by his reaction, he did find me attractive.
But I just had to ask, anyway.

        He said that I looked fantastic and he never would have
imagined how well I could look like a woman. A very sexy woman, he
added.  I thanked him for the compliment and as I walked past him,
stopped and kissed him on the cheek and ran my hand lightly over his
crotch area. There was a slight bulge and he commented that I moved
fast.  I said that if I had my way, it would be faster. I don't think
he had expected me to be aggressive and as we walked to his car, John
kept looking at me and even opened the door for me. I guess chivalry
wasn't dead after all.

        We drove over to a lounge that had a rather dark decor and I
proceeded to find a booth in the back. As I walked through, I caught a
few guys stealing glances at me and the odd smile was extended.  It
felt so good to be out again and I loved every minute of it. The
attention wasn't too bad, either.  John ordered us a bottle of white
wine and after the waitress had left turned and stared at me again.
Not a word, just staring. I started to feel a little uncomfortable so
I asked him how his job was going. He said that it was fine and he had
made quite a few sales that month. He worked for a large company
selling heavy duty equipment overseas.

        I then asked him how things were between him and Cathy, his
wife. He confessed that their married life was not so hot, and he had
suggested that they split up for a while. She had taken the two
children and gone out to her mother's in Ontario for a month to visit
and think over their relationship. John said that he had already put
quite a bit of thought into the matter and didn't think it was going
to work. He traveled most of the year with his job and Cathy didn't
like it. And a few other things.

        And a few other things like what, I asked. Well, John said
that he had told Cathy that he was bi-sexual and this had gone over
like a ton of bricks. They had not made love in over six months. I
told John that he had maybe mentioned this a little too late and he
agreed with me. I decided to change the subject, so I asked him if he
was pleased with me. He said that I looked, acted and even smelled
like a woman. He asked me how I did it. I took the next half hour or
so explaining about my past and how I had come to dress. In that time
we had finished our wine, so John ordered another bottle. Not that I
needed it, mind you. My head was already starting to float and I was
feeling very warm all over.

        John was particularly interested in my encounters with Connie,
so I guess I did go a little much on the details. I love to flirt and
I love to talk about sex. My story had made John quite excited, and he
moved closer to me in the booth. As I continued to talk about my
adventures, I could feel John's hand start to caress my thigh. I was
getting worked up and loved the fact that he was, too. I slowly moved
my hand down to his crotch area and was in for a BIG surprise.

        His cock was huge and straining against the fabric of his
pants.  I whispered that he must be in pain and I was going to play
nurse.  I slowly unzipped his pants and worked his cock free. The look
of pleasure on John's face was more than I could ask for. I ran my
fingernails along his shaft and purred to him that I loved the way it
felt. I then told him that I would love to go for a drive and that
maybe I could help in relieving his pressure.

        He was nothing but smiles and a few minutes later we left a
half empty bottle of wine on the table and made our way to the car.  We
decided to drive out of the city towards Banff. As we drove, I again
unzipped his pants, freed his cock and started to play. I know the
touch of my fingers had him groaning and as we turned off the highway
onto a side road, I rested my head in his lap and started to lick him
slowly.

        We drove for about a mile and stopped. My licking had
graduated to sucking and John said that he was close to cumming. This I
did not want, as I had other plans on my mind. I stopped and lifted my
head and we kissed for a few minutes. John was a crazed man by now,
fondling any part of my body that he could touch. I then asked him to
step outside. I followed him out and proceeded to strip off his pants
and shorts.

        I again sucked him and then stood up, took off my panties,
pulled up my dress and turned around facing the car. I begged him to
fuck me and moved my ass out from the car as I rested both hands on
it.  I could feel John behind me, stroking my cunt and clit, and I
must admit that I was as hard as he was. I could feel the tip of his
cock against my cunt and moved slowly back into him. John was very
gentle with me, moving into my cunt an inch at a time, and then
pulling back. Each time he moved forward, I was able to take a little
more him and before to long, had all 9 inches buried deep inside of
me.

        John started to move faster and I could not help but moan out
loud. It was so erotic being fucked outside with nobody else around,
that I did become quite vocal. John did the same, and between his
deliciously dirty language, the slurping sounds my cunt was making as.

        John's cock moved in and out of me, my own fingers stroking my
clit and the fact that we both had not been fucked for a while, had us
both cuming before to long. John, deep inside of me, and myself all
over the side of the car. As John withdrew his cock from me, I could
feel his cum running down the back of leg. I tried to freshen up as
best I could and we decided to drive back to his house and continue
our date in his hot tub. I'll tell you how everything turned out in my
next story.