We laughed and talked about fem stuff even when her husband returned and she began doing my hair.
Jim watched, touching me sometimes and telling me how hot I looked as his wife worked on my hair and make up. This was all well and good, but what about the end of the day, when my wife came home? I tried not to think about it, but it was going to happen and I would have to deal with it.
“Let’s get some clothes for you,” Beth said, “show me Michelle’s closet.”
We walked to the bedroom where I opened the closet, Beth smiling as we discussed the different outfits.
By lunch time, we had selected an outfit, a black skirt with lacey black blouse, with a necklace, no earrings because I was not pierced.
“Let’s go to lunch,” Beth smiled.
Did they mean, her and her husband go to lunch? I had not even thought about leaving the house.
“Where would you like to go for lunch Donna?” Beth asked.
“Well,” I stammered, uncertain of what to say. The idea of going outside or anywhere dressed like this was at once frightening and thrilling.
“We’ll go to the mall,” Beth decided, “plenty of choices up there,” she took my by the arm and led us out to the car. “Don’t be so tense,” she laughed, “have another cigarette,” she offered me her pack, I took one and lit it. She was right, it was a substitute for cock sucking, thinking of it that way, I really began to enjoy smoking.
I sat between the couple on the way, Jim rubbing my thigh from time to time. Walking through the mall, I realized that men were looking at me the same way Jim had, as an attractive woman. It was a feeling that actually made me feel powerful. I was an object of desire. That was an erotic feeling.
We ate, I had a salad, we shopped for clothing for me, then we stopped at the piercing station.
“I don’t know about this,” I sighed.
“You look beautiful already, all you need to finish your look is a nice pair of earrings,” she assured me. I felt powerless to stop myself from this step. I wanted to look all woman. Yes, I was still flat chested, but I had not really thought about that yet.
We left the mall with clothes and earrings.
“We need to go to that porn shop,” Jim smiled, “get some nice tits for my girl,” he smiled at me.
“Yeah,” Beth smiled, “we can get you a nice rack. If you decide you want real ones, you can take medicine for that.”
“You know,” I said, “it’s getting late and Michelle will be coming home soon, I should get back home and take all of this off.”
“Why?” Beth asked, “you like being a woman don’t you?”
“Well, I don’t think Michelle will like it.”
“Don’t be ashamed of who you are dear,” Beth smiled at me, “you are a beautiful girl, you like being a woman, don’t you?”
“Well, yeah,” I was now feeling out of control. If I had not been caught, if I had not had sex with her husband, I would just be at home right now, not dealing with the fearful feeling of going home as a woman.
“I’ll give her a call,” Beth said, “tell her we’ll be late.”
“Maybe I should,” I said, suddenly realizing I did not have my cell phone with me.
“Here we are,” Jim said as we pulled into a parking lot at a porn shop.
“Let’s go Donna,” Beth said, as I gave myself up to going inside.
“My ‘girlfriend’ here needs a nice set of breasts,” Beth explained to the woman in the lingerie section of the store.
“You look sweet honey,” she giggled as she looked me over.
“Thank you,” I said, not sure of how to take it.
She showed us the selection, some cheap, some very expensive. In the end, I decided on a lightweight set of C’s, with a flesh colored wrap around. Kind of like a bra, except instead of cups, there were tits.
“Can she wear them home?” Beth asked.
“Sure, come on back girls,” the young woman led us to the fitting room where I paid and put them on.
I felt so fem now. I did not want to go back to being a man, even if my wife could not live with my decision.
As we were leaving, the man at the front said, “Bye gorgeous,” he was being sarcastic, but when I looked him in the eye, with my new seductive look, he looked turned on, and that made him uncomfortable.
“Bye,” I gave him a cutesy wave.
Then, we arrived at my home. Michelle’s car was in the driveway.
“I’ll go in and talk to her,” Beth said, “you two wait here,” she said.
“You look so hot,” Jim said, when we were alone. I was sitting next to him.
“So do you,” I smiled as his hand moved up my skirt.
“I want to fuck you so bad,” he whispered into my ear.
“Oh Jim,” I moaned, “I want to feel your cock in my asshole.”
Beth appeared in the open door of my house, waving us inside.
I nervously got out of the truck, still at half staff, Jim’s arm wrapped comfortably around my waist. We went inside.
Michelle sat on the couch, looking me up and down.
“Do you like being a woman?” she asked.
“No,” I replied, “I love being a woman,” I said in my fem voice.
“What about your job, what about us?”
“I’m going to find another job, I love you honey, but love feeling like a woman, I love what a man does for me,” I smiled.
“I can’t believe this,” she said, almost in tears, “you were a man this morning, when did all of this happen? I never had a clue. Is Beth right, is this the first time you did any of this?”
“Yes it is,” I lit another cigarette, “it’s not going to be the last, I love being fem.”
“She is very pretty Michelle,” Jim said, wrapping an arm around my waist, leaning in to kiss my cheek.”
My wife watched as Jim brought me into a full embrace, wrapping both arms around my waist, kissing me hard on the mouth.
Beth sat down next to her on the sofa, “Aren’t they a nice couple?” she giggled, putting an arm around Michelle’s shoulders. Michelle stared at Beth for a moment, first in revulsion, then in a warmer way.
“Don’t be afraid dear,” she pulled Michelle’s face to hers, kissing my wife on the mouth. Michelle looked shocked and afraid, but did not resist as Beth began to massage my wife’s thigh, “we’re all winners today,” she and Michelle began kissing each other as I turned my attention back to Jim. We were soon naked on the floor, in a hot sixty nine. This was the best sex ever. I sucked him as he sucked me. I felt his finger probing my asshole, I began to work my asshole muscles, clenching which made my cock even harder. The sex of the morning was not just a novelty, it was still hot. I was getting ready to cum, I began to thrust into his face as I suddenly exploded, cumming harder than I ever had before. He kept sucking me as I had sucked him. I kept sucking on his hard cock, licking the head and the sides.
“Don’t make me cum,” he said as he stood up.
I stood up also, my fake tits looked so life like as I played with them while watching Beth suck my wife’s cunt.
“Now it’s your turn,” she told Michelle.
Michelle looked up at me before she bent her head down to Beth’s cunt, “You look beautiful,” she smiled as her lips dropped into Beth’s warm cunt, I watched her licking and sucking, as Beth’s head dropped back as she moaned her appreciation.
“I want to fuck you Donna,” Jim said intensely from behind me. I felt his hard cock just touching the crack of my ass and it sent a shiver up and down my spine.
“I want your cock in my ass,” I replied, leading him to the bedroom.
I wanted to experience his cock the way a woman experiences cock, or at least, as closely as possible. I realized that I would have to have pillows under my back to get my ass up in the air. I arranged them on the bed, and I laid back, looking up into my man’s eyes. They were filled with desire as he leaned down, spit onto his cock, spread my legs and inserted his cock into my asshole, it was tight. There was a little pain as he began pushing into me, but I did not want him to stop. He kept pushing in slowly, finally, I felt his ball sack banging against my ass as he began to thrust inside and out.
The way he was looking at me was even more of a turn on. I was the object of his desire.
“Fuck me,” I smiled, “fuck me hard,” he began to thrust harder, back and forth. I looked over as Michelle and Beth came into the bedroom, naked. They were both sweaty and naked, with big smiles on their faces.
As Jim moaned and I felt his cock throbbing, the sudden discharge into my asshole felt incredible. I screamed as his hot cum shot inside of me. He collapsed on top of me, taking my face in his hands, kissing me. I am woman.
We all climbed into bed, now Michelle needed some cock, and Jim, after a trip to the bathroom, stuck his hard cock in her mouth. Beth climbed on top of me, “You’re beautiful,” she whispered as we kissed, she reached between my legs, bringing me to full erection, “Did you like my husband’s cock?”
“It was great, you’re a lucky woman,” I said.
“So are you girl,” she laughed as she guided my cock into her cunt, riding me up and down.
My wife was sucking hard on Jim, then she took it out of her mouth, “Fuck me,” she said, laying down and spreading her legs. Jim stuck his fingers in her cunt, then felt her tits as he collapsed on top of her, she moaned as he fucked her. I knew how she felt, and I liked that.
I concentrated on Beth as she sat on top of me, thrusting up and down on my cock until I finally came inside of her.
Exhausted, all four of us laid on the bed. I lit a cigarette and offered it to Michelle.
“I quit last year,” she said.
“It’s the fellatio substitute,” I replied.
“Well, if you put it that way,” she said, taking it.
I watched her as she started smoking again, she looked sexy.
Using the internet, we found the drugs and the dosage to get me fem looks without losing the hard cock. I changed my gender and my name, and found a nice, womanly job.
Sexually, we have both become insatiable, and have our neighbors over at least three times a week. |
