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My first time as a girlI’d been dressing for a few years and I’d got to that stage where it wasn’t just about dressing femme anymore but being femme. When dressed, I would adopt feminine mannerisms and would stay dressed even after I’d masturbated, enjoying my femininity for as long as possible. But I needed to share. I would dress and ring sex phone lines. Then I got my first pc and discovered chatrooms. I quickly got into going on cam with guys. One day someone new (John) came online. After we’d cybered a few times, he told me that he wanted to meet up with a CD in real life. Apparently he’d had a few false starts but he thought I was the most compatible he’d met and would I give it a try. I’d been invited to meet many times but was always too nervous to travel. It turned out that we lived only 10 minutes apart. Great. He said his wife (Ann) would have to be involved. OMG! My fantasy comes true. For some time I’d wanted to totally experience being a girl. I’m not gay (or even bi really). I don’t fancy guys, but when I’m Bryoni-Kate I feel like a girl and want to behave like one. I especially wanted to behave like a girl with or in front of a woman. For me, part of being feminine is being submissive. The thought of being feminised and dominated in front of a real female has always stirred deep emotions in me. I had to show on cam for her approval. She had to like me too. I passed the test. We met for drinks and hit it off. They were really great people. John made it clear that he really fancied me and Ann, well Ann is amazing. So intelligent and open minded. afyon escort We arranged a date for me to be picked up and taken to their home. At the time I lived with my mother and grandmother so my place was out of the question.On the day, John was alone in the car. He said Ann had stayed home as she wanted to make herself look her best. At this point I was still a virgin. I’d never even been physical with anyone else, yet here I was on my way to have my first sexual encounter, as a girl. It felt surreal and so exciting. I looked across at John as he drove. Physically he wasn’t really attractive or in good shape. That didn’t matter. All I cared was that he would soon be treating me as the girl I desired to be. Ann had really made an effort. She looked gorgeous. I was a bit overcome that she had done it all for me. Or was it female competition? We sat and chatted over a few drinks for a while then Ann said she thought it was about time I got changed. I soon learned that of the two of them she was the one most often in charge. I of course was always submissive. She showed me to their bedroom where John had already taken my bag. I had several outfits with me. Taking my cue from how Ann was dressed, I put on some black lace-edged silky lingerie – a slip, padded bra (with a pocket for inserts), panties, suspenders and sheer black stockings. I did my makeup and wig then slipped on a black cocktail dress and some patent black courts with a stiletto heel. My jewelry was silver – drop earrings, necklace, bracelets and a couple of rings. A spritz of perfume and afyon escort bayan I was ready. I picked up my little beaded clutch bag and went back downstairs. I was terrified. My heart was pounding.I went into the living room and stood submissively in front of John and Ann. Feet together, hands in front, clasping my little bag, head slightly bowed. I was so nervous I thought I would have a heart attack. But it was so exciting to be en femme in front of people, for real, for the first time. John smiled and told me how sexy I looked. A slight quizzical look momentarily showed on Ann’s face then she smiled and came over, hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. She told me that I looked lovely and that I was a brave girl. I was invited to sit and handed a glass. It wasn’t the beer I hadn’t finished, it was a cocktail. 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John came behind us. He lingered at the bottom of the stairs (he confessed later that this was to upskirt me). In the bedroom, John quickly striped off and sat on the bed. He was already hard. As instructed, I started to undress. Ann helped me with my zip then sat at her dressing table. It was thrilling to obediently strip for my audience. I felt strangely too shy to look directly at Ann but I was very conscious of her gaze. I was also very aware that John was stroking himself continually. After stepping out of my dress, I decided to wriggle out of my slip rather than pull it over my head. I stepped out of that too. By this time I was trembling with excitement. I was told to leave the rest of my lingerie and heels on. John pattered the bed beside him and told me to lay there. I did so. Ann came and propped my head up with some pillows. Unnoticed by me, she had also undressed down to her lingerie. John got off the bed, turned to face me, and with one foot on the floor knelt on the bed and brought his hard on right to my face. My mind was a whirl. None of it seemed real. But I had determined to go along with whatever happened. This is experiencing being a girl I thought. This is what I wanted. Listening to words of encouragement from Ann, I obediently opened my mouth and allowed her to place John inside. My mouth closed around his rigid cock and I touched the head with my tongue. “That’s it babes taste him”, Ann murmured. I circled the head then put the tip of my tongue in the little slit and tasted his precum.
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