Finally! My First Blow Job!

My girlfriend and I split up and I moved to the countryside.

I decided to buy some girly clothes. I bought some stockings and suspenders, a sexy black see through baby doll, some pink panties with hearts on. I also bought some fish nets stockings. In the evenings I would enjoy wearing them all night. Sometimes sleeping in them.

Back in chat rooms I started talking to a guy who lived literally around the corner from me. One night he wanted me to dress up in my baby doll and masturbate in the street outside his window. It was 1 in the morning so I did it.

Another night we arranged to meet in a field nearby and give each other a bj. When I saw him walking down the street I bottled out and went back home much to his annoyance.

One late night I dressed up in my girly clothes then put my guy clothes over the top and walked to a place near the train station. There was a building there with a kind of alley way behind it right next to the train track. I went down it and stripped to my girly clothes and left them behind and ventured out to see how far I dare go. It was such a thrill. I loved feeling the gentle wind blow up my babydoll.

I started talking to another guy online who wanted me to come around to his place and dress girly for him. I was desperate to do it. The day I went around there I was short on time but should have had plenty of time for fun if it hadn’t been for the fact I could not find his place! Gutted!

One day I decided that the only way to get around my shyness when it came to meeting a guy was to have a few drinks first. So that’s what I  did.

A guy arranged to meet me at the park and loved that I liked to be girly. I told him my name was Sarah. I dressed girly then put guy clothes over the top and went out to the arranged meeting place. At first I walked past it trying to get my nerve up to do it. Then I thought fuck it lets do this. I went over to him and said you looking for Sarah?  He said yes. So I immediately dropped to my knees and undid his belt and pulled his jeans and boxers down. There was his already hard cock. I didn’t want to waste time so my mouth went around his cock straight away. My hands holding onto his naked butt.

I  always worried I would hate the taste of someone’s cock in my mouth but I thought wow this actually tastes good! As I was down on my knees I did think about getting undressed to my girly clothes but I didn’t want to stop sucking his cock so I carried on. Loved hearing him say “oh Sarah thats good don’t stop”

I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this! I was on my knees with a guys cock in my mouth! Wow! And loving it!

It wasn’t long before he started filling my mouth with his lovely cum! Mmmm so good! I was so disappointed when it was over. But I had done it! I had finally sucked a cock! 20 years of fantasising and now I had actually done it! Yes!!

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Could I be a sub?

I had now gotten to the point where I would love it when my girlfriend wasn’t around so I could dress up or go online to chat to guys.

Again I would wonder if my girlfriend knew when she would talk about getting me a pretty dress and how cute I would look. I would be thinking just imagine if for my birthday she bought me as a present pretty link lingerie and a pretty dress and high heels and made me parade around the house in my outfit. Insisting that as soon as I was home I would change into it. If someone was at the door she would make me answer it still dressed girly. When we were at home she would call me Vicki. Oh if only.

I put another advert in the paper for a guy wanting to meet up for fun with a guy who loves dressing up girly. When i checked the messages a few days later I got a shock when I recognised the voice on the machine. It was a guy who came into work once a week to train me on a course my work wanted me to complete. As well as that I had worked with his daughter a few years back. She wasn’t particularly nice so it made me laugh as I thought if only she knew. Obviously I didn’t meet him.

The bigger shock was when I listened to an answer phone message on my phone saying this is a message for that faggot and then said my name! Wtf! Someone knew my secret! I never figured out who. My only thought was maybe my ex had told someone about that email she had found. It worried me for quite some time.

I did arrange to meet up with a guy at his flat. I was in his place but when he said come on over and sit next to me I again panicked and made my excuses and left. He did phone me as I was on my way downstairs but I didn’t answer.

Quite a few times while having sex with my girlfriend I would pretend I was with a guy especially with her finger up my butt. All I kept thinking was I really wished this was actually a guy and how much I wanted to spend a night with a hunky man getting intimate with him. Having him make love to me all night long and then waking up in his arms. On these occasions my girlfriend would be like wow! You’re really horny today! Obviously not realising it was only because I was pretending I was with a guy! One time I did shout out oh fuck me please which had her asking what I had said. Luckily she believed what I told her.

Back online I started talking to a dom who wanted to make me his sex slave. He wanted me to stay the week with him, insisting I stay naked at all times. My mind wandered to me doing just that with the only time that he was naked was when he was giving me a good fucking or a bed time. So most of the time he was fully clothed while I was always naked. One night he came home from work with 3 friends to watch the game. Total surprise to me. They talked me as if it was normal me being naked, almost as if they didn’t notice or that I was dressed.

He had me serve them drinks and food all night. When I wasn’t doing that I was to sit on the floor by his feet while he stroked my head. While I was getting some drinks ready one of the guys came in and started talking to me, just chatting. I  was thinking how weird it was me naked, him clothed just chatting. Then another friend joined as we just talked. One asked me how long I had been his friends slave boy. For some reason i just instinctively replied oh a couple of days. I  didn’t realise how turned on I got being called that until they laughed and pointed.

During the game he ordered me to suck his cock. As I did as I was told no one batted an eyelid. When I was done he said girl you really do give the best bj’s I think you should thank my friends for allowing you to serve them by sucking their cocks. I  had never seen guys get their cocks out so quickly.

When they left they kept saying see you tomorrow, I can’t wait for your party, they are always so good! I asked him about it and he said oh yes Im having a load of friends over tomorrow for a party and you’re going to be the server for the night. I’ve got you a collar which you will wear telling everyone just who you are. My slave. Thats all you will be wearing. Unless I decide to make you wear heels but that will be all.

The night came and I was to answer the door and take people coats. No one seemed surprised to see me standing there naked. When all the guests had arrived, a good mix of men and women I spent the night bringing people drinks and snacks. Sometimes as I walked off people would my smack my bum and laugh. 

Then my master called me over to where he was talking to a group of friends of both sexes. When I got there he said here she is, tell everyone that you will do anything to please me won’t  you? Yes sir I said. Well right now I want you to be my dog! Get down on all fours dog! I did as ordered. Call him Rover I heard a female voice shout out. No! Missy a guy shouted out, she’s a female dog. Yes thats right Missy you’re a little girl aren’t you my master asked. Yes I said. Smack! I felt the full weight of my masters hand across my backside! You’re a dog not a human! Dogs don’t talk they bark! Now you’re a good little dog aren’t you? Woof woof I replied much to everyones amusement. My master then got out a lead and attached it to my collar. He then asked who wanted to take his dog for a walk outside. A woman volunteered so my master gave her the lead and told me to be a good girl for her. She took me outside, walking slowly as I was on fours going as fast as I could go crawling along. There were guests outside who all found it very amusing seeing me being walked like a dog. Worse was to come when she insisted I pee like a dog, telling me we wouldn’t be going back in until I did. She even smacked me hard telling me to hurry up. Eventually I managed to do as she told me and we went in.

Inside my master had kindly put a bowl of water and another bowl which had food in it. I had to eat it all then drink the water like dog. Again everyone found it hilarious.

At the end of the evening, almost everyone would say say good dog as I gave them their coats and showed them out.

I enjoyed that fantasy.

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Does she know?

 

My girlfriend had pratically moved in now and sex was happening a lot with her. Out of the blue she started playing with my butt hole during sex and then  fingering my hole. My mind went crazy! This felt amazing! I started pushing against her finger wanting her to go deeper. Then she whispered to me you really like that don’t you? When I nodded she said tell me, I  want to hear you say it or I’ll stop. Yes I do like it I replied. Like it or love it? She asked. Love it was my reply. Tell me what you love she said with a huge grin on her face. I love feeling your finger inside me, I love you fingering me. She laughed then said I thought you would. From then on every time we had sex she would always finger me, always smiling as she saw how much enjoyment I was getting out of it.

She would often tease me saying things like I bet you’d like to have a boyfriend and was always talking about her gay friend. She would also say that me and a guy at work would make a cute couple. I began to wonder does she know something. She never elaborated anymore than that so I never knew.

That started me fantasising a lot about my girlfriend hooking me up with guys. I would imagine, that after sex with her she would say you know you’ve never given me an orgasm are you sure you’re not gay. Maybe I should fix you up with my friend and see if you’re better at sex with a guy because you’re not that good with women. I bet you can give guys amazing orgasms with that girly mouth of yours. Do you want me to get you a date with him? As she said this I would get instantly hard and she would say wow! I think we have our answer! Then remark on how I had never been that hard before, not for her, so maybe I do prefer guys. She would continue to tease me saying just imagine being naked in bed with another guy, your hands wandering over his naked body and touching his hard cock. Imagine feeling his lips on yours as he forces his tongue in your mouth. She would notice how hard I was then put her hands on my very swollen member and say just pretend thats your manly boyfriends hand on your cock and she would laugh as I let out a little moan. Hmmm you’d like that to happen wouldn’t you? Without thinking I’d murmur mmm yes. Then she would laugh again saying aww so cute my little gay boyfriend wants his own boyfriend don’t you? I would just nod then she would say I bet you want to be the his little girlfriend don’t you? Again I just nodded feeling my face go red with embarrassment. She would continue saying imagine having his tongue in your mouth, imagine tasting his cock in your mouth. His hands on the back of your head as he fucks your mouth, filling your mouth with his cum. Then getting on top of you and slowly entering you as he kisses you deeply. You wrapping your legs around him as he goes deeper and deeper inside you. As he starts to cum inside you, you moan in extasy and beg for him to go deeper and harder. By this time I’d imagine I would have cum everywhere much to the pleasure and amusement of my girlfriend who would then feed me any cum that was on her hand. I would think about her making me phone up her gay friend and asking him out on a date.

Sometimes I would imagine answering the door naked to a guy and start kissing him on the doorstep for anyone passing to see. Then taking him by the hand and bringing him inside.

Other times I would imagine coming home and my girlfriend had left a note for me to get naked then come into the front room because she had a surprise for me that she knew I was going to love. When I walked in I would see another guy standing naked before me and I’d be totally mesmerised. He puts out his hands and says come here. I take his hands and he pulls me in close, our rock hard cocks are rubbing against each other as I put my arms around him and he rests his hands on my lower back. I look lovingly into his eyes as he he kisses me on the lips. I’m in a daze not sure what to make of it all as he leans in and kisses me again, longer this time. That felt good but before I’ve had time to take it all in he kisses me again but this time I instinctively part my lips for him to push his tongue into my mouth. As he does I go weak at the knees and let out a whimper as his tongue touches mine. Which amuses my girlfriend. We kiss passionately, and I move his hands down onto my butt then put my arms back around the back of his neck. His hands start to roam over my naked body and it feels electrifying! I’ve never felt anything so good. I don’t want it to stop. The feeling of his tongue in my mouth is so sensual, I  am totally under his spell. I’ve never experienced anything like this with a woman.

He breaks away from the kiss and whispers its time to get down on your knees. I start to kiss down his chest until I’m on my knees before him. All the time looking into his eyes. I’m now on my knees before him, looking up at him waiting for his command like a dog waiting for his masters instructions. His gorgeous cock staring me in the face. It seems like an age before his nods his head which I take as my invitation to kiss the tip of his cock. I then kiss all the way down his shaft to the bottom and his balls then sucking on them before licking the length of his cock then taking it in my mouth. Wow! I loved how it felt in my mouth! I loved how it made me feel, naked, on my knees, with a mans penis in my mouth, his hand on the back of my head, my girlfriend watching. I was his gay lover. His girlfriend sucking her mans cock. This was my place. It felt right. I  wanted to do this everyday. It wasn’t long before he was filling my mouth with his cum. I desperately tried to swallow it all. I heard him say what a good little girl. I loved hearing him say that. All I could think about was how I wanted to do anything to please him.

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How the internet opened up a whole new world

Once we got the internet and I  discovered chatrooms, I thought why not try gay chat rooms and see if I could meet up with someone.

It didn’t take long to find someone and we would chat about the things we’d like to do. We then started to email each other and arranged to meet.

One day I came home late from work after doing some overtime. My wife was asleep but there was a note by the bed. I read it and there was a printed version of the last email I received from this guy describing what he wanted to do to me. Talking about having me on all fours and pulling my boxers down and fucking me.

I was now in total panic! She’s found out! I thought my world had crumbled! I said nothing about it until she brought it up a few days later, saying she knew I had read it. She said she couldn’t see any emails from me so didn’t know what I had said. I  told her it was just a joke, that I was setting up my neighbour who had pissed us off. So i was pretending it was him. I’m pretty sure she didn’t buy it but she made out she did, saying she thought she had turned me gay.

So obviously I stopped for a while. Then I found an Internet cafe and at lunchtimes would go there. A guy agreed to meet me nearby in the back of his van but when the day came I just couldn’t do it.

I arranged to meet another guy, when I got there we walked towards his flat then I panicked and ran off.

One day I decided to phone up a local paper and put an ad in to meet up with another guy. I  got a big thrill out of saying to the newspaper answerphone that I was a gay guy. It really excited me saying that I was gay. No one answered the ad but I just enjoyed saying about being gay.

By now I started having fantasies of being dominated and being a sub to a very dominating guy who would feminise me.

So then I found chat rooms where I would talk to doms and be in extasy when a dom would say that he would dress me up girly then bring in my wife and say look at your sissy hubby. Then he would say tell your wife the name you prefer to be called then I would say Victoria. Then he would say okay Victoria strip naked then I want you to choose who you’d rather be having sex with for the rest of your life. When you have chosen I want you to go up to that person and kiss them passionately then get down on your knees in front of them. The person you don’t choose will watch as you fulfill your lovers needs fully.

Then my master said so what would you do if I did that? I told him I would go up to you and grab hold of your big hard cock then kiss you passionately before dropping to my knees whilst still looking into your eyes then slowly kiss your cock while looking at my wife and taking it all in until you came in my mouth then over my face. Then I would get you to fuck me in front of her to show her that I belonged to you not her. He then said that’s a good girl. He told me he would reward me with my very own collar that had a tag on it saying property of master Tom which he would get my wife to put on my neck then attach a lead to which she would bring me to him. Then he would fuck her in front of me whilt he showed me how real men fuck their women.

He told me he would throw away all my guy clothes and I would only be allowed to wear girly clothes or be totally naked. The choice was his. I would only answer to Vicki or Victoria. I loved these chats and fantasies.

We moved not long after that, and soon split up. I had found a short skirt of hers and when she was out I would wear it with a T-shirt around the house. It felt really good. I  loved it.

I started looking at gay hook up sites but never had the courage to meet up.

One day I visted where we used to live and arranged to meet a guy and went through with it. We went to his house, had a beer. He asked if i did poppers, I didn’t know what they were and said no. Then we went upstairs and he started to kiss my neck. I  took my top off and then dropped my jeans and boxers to the floor. He did the same. I could feel his hand on my cock and mine moved onto his. I then for some reason panicked and said I need the bathroom and took my clothes and left.

When my wife moved out I spent a lot of time wearing my skirt and now I had got another baby doll I would sleep in too.

One day I put out the trash still wearing a skirt and top. It was such an exciting thrill. I  wanted more.

Not too long later I met another girl and she spent a lot of time at mine. Sometimes she would joke about me being gay and wanting to with a guy. It made me want to be with one while she watched. I  started imagining her watching me being naked with another guy and being on my knees while she held my head closer to the guys cock and saying go on my little cock sucker you know you want to, don’t you? I would nod my head and she would say ah I’ve got my own little gay boyfriend. Funnily enough she did call me that once.

One night when she was out with her friends I  was still up at 1 in the morning wearing my short skirt. I decided I would put the trash out again still wearing it. It was nice warm summer night so I decided to be more daring and go for a walk wearing it.

Oh my gosh! I loved it! I didn’t want to go home! When I took my trainers off and was walking bare feet in skirt and top it felt so amazing!

I  was so disappointed when I got home cos my journey had ended.

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How it developed

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How it continued

About a year later I met what was to be my wife. To begin with she was always in the mood, which was great. Definitely no complaints from me. I moved in with her and it was all going very well until I started to disconnect myself with her, sometimes doing anything to get out of having sex with her. One time she tried to wake me up with a blow job I pretended to be asleep the whole time.

I then discovered she was having an affair, probably because she wasn’t getting sex from me.

The night I discovered she had been seeing someone we had a great row about it and ended the night by making up and having sex, later realising that I was the second guy to have sex with her that night.

The next day after a long chat we somehow ended up making plans to get married the next year but she still wanted to see her lover for the time being which for some reason I agreed to.

A month later she told me she had told him she didn’t want to see him anymore to my surprise but total joy.

We did get married and things were going well.

About a year into our marriage I found a short black skirt while my wife was out and could not resist getting naked and putting it on. I’d forgotten just how good it felt. So, so good! Well of course I had to put on some panties too and high heels. Followed by a garter belt and stockings. Oh why couldn’t I dress like this all the time!? Although one day I did wear her panties to work which I found very exciting.

So the cycle began, every time my wife was out I’d be dressing up. I especially loved wearing her/my baby doll, it made me feel so sexy. I would love walking around the house feeling all girly.

I always worried that my wife would discover I was wearing her lingerie so decided I should buy my own. Another exciting adventure.

I went into my local hyper market and found some pretty panties i liked and quickly put them in my basket. That was all I intended to buy this time but then I saw a sexy baby doll that I just had to have. So that went into my basket too. I bought other stuff so it wasn’t just those items i was paying for at the checkout.

I couldn’t wait to get home to try on my new lingerie. Emphasis on MY. Within minutes of getting in I was looking at girly me in the mirror and loving it. I wished I could spend all night in my new outfit but I needed to get back into my guy clothes and find place to hide my purchases.  I decided on the attic as she never went in there.

One day while my wife was at home all I could think about was wearing my girly clothes, I was desperate to wear them. I decided what the hell, she’s busy making dinner why don’t I just go into the attic and put my clothes on up there, she won’t know.

I did just that. It was such a thrill wearing lingerie and being girly while my wife was in the house too. Knowing that I could get caught too, although unlikely, but still it was possible and it made me very excited. Especially when she called me down for dinner and I replied still wearing sexy, girly underwear.

I had always considered myself to be a good love maker despite the fact that sex with my wife always ended up with her having to get herself off even when we’d been at it for what I considered a long time. No matter what I did she would end up having to give herself an orgasm.

My confidence in that area took a huge blow when she decided enough was enough and told me that I needed to improve in this area or she would find someone to give her the orgasms she needed. She also told me she had spoken to my ex about this and she had told her she experienced the same thing. Something she had never said to me. This would probably explain why both of them had affairs while with me.

I didn’t have a clue have to rectify this so I didn’t bother. I’m not sure if she found someone to please her but I suspect she did.

By this time I spent a lot of time fantasising about being dressed up and being on my knees while a guy put his cock in my mouth. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I loved the thought of being on my knees looking up at a guy while kissing, licking and sucking his huge hard cock until he filled my mouth with his cum and I swallowed it all. I had gotten to the point that when I masturbated I only ever thought about guys never women. If I tried to imagine women nothing would happen so I would go back to imagining me with a guy.

One thing struck me though. I never fancied guys to look at. Only girls did that. I found women very sexy but not men. So why did I only fantasise about sex with guys not women? Very confusing. I also only thought about giving them blow jobs nothing else. I so desperately wanted to try it. Would it ever happen though? I certainly hoped so.

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How it continued

This is a continuation from How It All Started

By the time I was 18 I got a promotion at work and which meant moving to another part of the country and obviously moving out from my mothers house. I did come home once a month for the weekend.

I was quite nervous about the new job and moving to a new area where i knew nobody and decided that I needed to find a girlfriend as soon as possible to help me settle down. I, for some reason was really popular with the girls straight away, almost like being in Hot In Cleveland (30 years too early).

I lasted there 4 months before my boss decided I was home sick and got me a transfer back home. Ironically once that had been decided I wanted to stay but it was too late. I still had about a month to go and suddenly all the girls wanted to go out with me, even some who already had boyfriends. So I started seeing a few, behind each others back.

While I was waiting for the train home and I saw in the newspaper and magazine stand a copy of Gay Times. I decided for a dare to myself I should buy it, to see if the woman serving at the counter would react in any way or maybe deep down to out myself to someone I didn’t know but at least I had to done it to someone. Another exciting and naughty deed.

It took me a while but I finally got my nerve up and did it. My heart was thumping away like mad. I was probably shaking too as I gave her the money. She didn’t react at all but I still felt a rush buying it.

I didn’t have the nerve to read it on the train so had to wait until I got home and into the privacy of my bed room. To be honest there was nothing in it that held my interest so I just put it back in my bag to get rid of later.

Over the weekend my mother went into my room for some reason I can’t remember. When she told me she had at first I thought nothing of it then I suddenly thought oh crap I hope she didn’t see that magazine. I did go bright red at the thought.

A couple of days later I realised she had seen it when she started going on about it being about time I had  a girlfriend. I was a little embarrassed but actually not too much.

We lived quite near to a beach and from time to time I loved walking up to the pier and the arcades and sometimes along the beach. The last time I did this was in the evening and it was dark. I wasn’t too far from the pier but it was already desserted when a guy cycled up behind me and said hi. I replied and then he said I take it you’re gay then. I was definitely surprised by that because there was nothing to suggest I was. I said no. To which he said well do you want a blow job? You don’t have to do anything but sit there. I just answered no thanks. A guy went past us and he said hi mate to him like he knew him and he said hi back. In my mind I thought about saying yes but I was just way too suspicious about him, thinking he had friends and would beat me up and mug me so at the earliest opportunity I crossed the road and went round a corner and stopped by a wall. A few minutes later I saw him ride off and look back at me. I quickly walked home wondering about what could have happened and why did he think I was gay.

A few months later I did have a girlfriend and about a year later we moved in together. She would go and visit her mum once a week in the evening. A few weeks later of this happening I was bored and decided to try on my girlfriends underwear. She had much more sexier clothes than my mother and it really got me excited wearing them. I especially enjoyed wearing her short skirt. To add extra spice to things I decided to venture outside. Not too far, but we lived at the top of three floors with someone living below. It was either a woman or I imagined it to be this. I went all the way down to bottom past her door and back. As far as I know nobody saw me.

When I got back inside I imagined the woman had opened the door and demand that I get my girly ass inside. So I did and she said I bet your girlfriend doesn’t know you like dressing in her things and being all girly does she? I admitted to her I didn’t and she said you are a naughty little girl aren’t you? I just nodded. She then said well naughty girls like you should be spanked so get over my knee now. I did as I was told. She pulled up my skirt then pulled my panties down and spanked me hard. Then sent me back upstairs. I enjoyed that fantasy but then it was time to change back to boring clothes and got and pick my girlfriend up from her mums house much to my disappointment.

I would do this every week until we moved to a new place. I’m not sure why but I stopped doing then. My girlfriend and I had sex every night up until this point too when we decided to do it less frequently. I didn’t know the real reason she wanted to stop at the the time, which was because she had started seeing someone at her job.

Shortly after we moved again and she started going to her mums twice a week and going to a gym (with her lover, which I still didn’t know about). I didn’t mind her being at home less because I had started dressing up in her clothes again. I just couldn’t resist her sexy clothes. One particular item was a sexy, pink baby doll I had bought her that was really for me to wear when she wasn’t around and it became my favourite thing to wear, sometimes with high heels. It made me feel so good.

At work a new guy started and he was very friendly. A few weeks after him starting, rumours were flying about him being gay and so it turned out to be. He told people that he was gay and living with his boyfriend. No big deal to most people but obviously a big deal to some.

One day he showed me a pic of him dressed up for the rocky horror show in women’s underwear. I didn’t think too much of it but did wonder why he showed me it.

One day, on my way from work home I saw him outside his block of flats and and he said hi, we talked for a while before he asked if I wanted to come upstairs. Well my girlfriend was working late so I thought why not.

We chatted for a while, had some tea then I looked at the time and realised I hadn’t taped Neighbours or Home and Away for my girlfriend so I told him I had to go. He seemed really disappointed and I did feel bad but not as bad as she would make me feel if I didn’t record her shows.

Looking back later I realised that he was probably interested in something more but as usual I was oblivious to it at the time.

Not long after, I discovered my girlfriend was cheating on me and after a few rocky months we split.

Whilst living on my own I did consider phoning a gay dating chat line but as usual didn’t have the nerve.

To be continued . . .

 

How It All Started

I guess the first time I saw anything to do with homosexuality was in a movie when two guys kissed. Michael York was one of the actors. I was about 12 and I was very surprised and I have to admit I didn’t like it at all. The next time i saw anything, again it was in a movie I was watching on TV probably a year later, both times I was alone. This time it was two teenagers naked in bed, under the covers. You didn’t see anything that was happening and you didn’t see anything you shouldn’t be seeing either, I guess it was left up to your imagination which for me, then, wasn’t anything but two teenagers naked in bed. My reaction this time was very different, for some reason it excited me. It felt naughty and  liked that.

I didn’t see anything like that again as a child. I had quite a few girlfriends over the next year or so then a few barron years until I had a serious relationship (for me) with a girl which lasted a year, from when I was 16 until just past my 17th birthday, when I finished with her for a reason I’m not sure of, maybe boredom, I don’t know.

She was the girl I lost my virginity to (I wasn’t her first) and I can remember  afterwards wondering what all the fuss was about. Why did everyone go on about how amazing it is, it wasn’t that great. On another occasion I got so bored halfway through that we just stopped.

About half a year later, for some reason I decided I wanted to try on my mothers clothes when I was alone in the house one day. I completely undressed and put her high heels on. It felt really good and I loved how it made me feel. That naughtiness again. I got an instant errection. My mother had full length mirrors in her bedroom and I found I loved how I looked in them. Next  I found some stockings and a suspender belt and put them on too. Again the feeling was amazing. Putting them on made me feel sexy. The feeling on my skin was just so sensual! I tried panties on next and I couldn’t stop looking at myself in the mirror. What a feeling! I pulled them down and left them around my ankles pretending that a guy was behind me and had pulled them down I really liked that feel and look. I pulled them back up again and tried a bra on but I didn’t like that so took it off. Then I found a short dress that buttoned up in the front from top to bottom. I did a few turns while looking in the mirror, loving the feeling of the dress swirling around. Wow! This feels so good, I thought, then walked around the house in my new look. I didn’t want to take them off but mother was due home soon so unfortunately the clothes had to come off.

After taking everything off and putting the clothes back I worried that my mother would notice but it didn’t stop me from doing it again almost evertime I was alone. I really did enjoy the girly look and feel when I dressed up. On every occasion I  hated taking them off and couldn’t wait for the next time. I wished I could spend the whole day wearing girls clothes and often fantasised that my mother made me dress as a girl and called me Vicky.

I started having thoughts of dressing up in a short dress, high heels, a wig and maybe some red lipstick but no underwear and going out into a busy shopping centre and holding hands with a boy and being his girlfriend. I then thought about taking him to a desserted alleyway and dropping to my knees and taking his penis in my mouth and sucking on it until he came and I swallowed it all. I pictured the whole thing in my mind and I knew I really wanted to do it. The thought of it sounded so exciting. Of course I didn’t have the nerve

To be continued….