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By *tephTV67 OP TV/TS
over a year ago
Cheshire |
A Gentleman invite.
I had put the advert on TVChix a few weeks prior but the few mails received hadn't initially attracted me it read ....
Hi
I don't normally seek the attentions of a man, but just lately I desire an evening n which I am treated like a lady by a real Gentleman.
I prefer that he could accommodate and I could get changed at his abode, afterwards maybe a meal and good conversation (I will bring a good bottle of red) a dance to romantic music and who knows ...I could slip into something more comfortable.
For all Men looking for a shag please look elsewhere, I would expect the evening to end in intamcy but in a very romantic and seductive way, I would dress classy and expect the same from my suitor.
Soif this would interest you, please reply I would like this fantasy of mine to happen soon, maybe with your own desires or suggestions of an evening.
I love to wear nightdresses and especially would appreciate a Man who would be willing to hold a camera and take some photos during the evening as well
Lots of love to you guys
Steph xx
The mail arrived one Monday morning.
Hi just read your advert, very interested in very feminine girls, would love to see you in your nighties and I am quite handy with a camera. I have a weekend free on the ......
I can cook and would love to treat you as a Woman you long to be, no pressure on the day just come along get dressed and let's have a nice evening.
John xx
This was the mail I was hoping would arrive, after a few more messages and checking his profile (He is 6ft 7in, ruggedly handsome,well built, yes a Real MAN !) and some of the messages below from other Girls confirming he was a nice guy that they hoped to meet again, well why wouldn't I ...so we agreed a date.
I stood outside the Train Station at 10.30am Saturday, he was due to pick me up at 11, I was nervous and scanned the car park, I though the next time I saw this place I would possibly have had my first experience with a Man, kissed him, been spanked by him, pleasured him with my mouth and even bent over and been willing to have his penis thrust into my bottom. I instantly became excited and nervous, how should I act when he turns up now, bit of a lad /mate or as an effeminate man, so I decided on the latter not too much just enough to get into the right frame of mind.
'Hi, Steph ?' The shout interrupted my thoughts, I looked down at my watch 10.45 is there another Steph ? I looked up and a very large 4x4 (typical manly car for an Alpha male) and there was the smiling face of John, exiting the car and striding over to me.
He kissed me and touched my knee, yes he did !, I am now sitting in the front passenger seat looking out at the scenery passing by, thinking about the moment this very large strapping man approached me and picked up my bag as he came over to meet at the car park,he kissed my cheek and once we got into the car, touched my knee to get my attention so I would put my seatbelt on..so within 5 minutes of meeting this man, even in drab state I was kissed and touched by him, and I liked it. His large frame next to my 5ft 7in slim body, certainly indicated who would be the 'Girl' in this gay encounter, the thought started to arouse me.
He pulled up into the drive and in front of me was a very pretty cottage, no other houses nearby if he wanted to attack and kill me I would be helpless, I had taken glances at him as he drove, looking at his very large hands, would they be caressing my body later, stroking my bottom, playing with my nipples or holding me down while he kissed and fondled me ? Or would I be a bloody mess murdered by a maniac ?
'My Casa your Casa' he said with a smile and was that a wink ?
Then he jumped out of the car, striding around to open my door and pick up my bag. He led me into a hallway and indicated I should sit at the table while he put my bag into my room.
My room, wouldn't I be sharing his bed tonight ? but I suppose a Gentleman wouldn't even assume a Lady would be that accommodating on the first date. I heard John coming down the stairs and I could feel my heart beating more strongly and my hands were shaking, he strode into the Kitchen and went to the kettle.
'Coffee or Tea ?'
'Coffee, please' I said in my best effeminate male voice
'How was the journey ?'
This type of two and fro conversation certainly put me at ease as I drank my drink and half an hour after sitting down, John suggested, if I wanted to get changed now, and see my room.
I walked up the stairs in the most feminine way possible, yes, swaying my bottom acting a bit tarty and he showed me into my room, I was surprised at the femininity in front of me, a large mirror on the wall, a dressing table even the sheets were a pale pink with fluffy pink pillows.
'I bought a few girly things for your visit, and a present'
I looked down and John held out a small box, inside a bottle of perfume.
'When it comes to clothes you wear anything that makes you feel good, but would you wear the perfume for me tonight?' He said
I knew I was blushing when I said 'I would love too' he smiled
'I'll leave you to it, will be in the kitchen getting dinner ready, take your time if you need anything just shout down and I'll get it for you' at that he turned and walked away, and yes I looked at his bottom, hoping I would get to caress him later as well. These thoughts helped when I slipped out of my male clothing and put on my negligee to transform into a sissy TV.
I started by washing and moisturising my face, I had been feminising my eyebrows the day before and shaved before I had left my flat, so I just needed to apply my make up I started with my foundation all over my face and down to my neck and top of my chest. Powder to hold and blusher for my cheeks, eyes next, pale blue eyeshadow and deep red lipstick for my lips I wanted him to kiss me so I needed to entice,red being the perfect colour, before I put on my wig I put on a pair of black hold ups, white French knickers and bra, my breast forms that gave me a cleavage and walked up to the mirror on the wall.
There in front of the mirror stood a girly man (no wig just yet) a feminine sissy in just his underwear, what if I walked downstairs like this ? Just a pale pink negligee hiding my bra and panties but more importantly hiding my erection !
Think about something else I thought to myself, and went back to the dressing table and picked up my wig, placed it on my head and started to brush it into place, the fringe just above my eyeline and the bottom of the wig hair curled up touching my shoulder, now I no longer looked like a Man but transformed into a Woman, a black short skirt and my white chiffon frilly blouse (I have a thing about billowy sleeves, very girly) I puffed the blouse out at the waist and approached the mirror again. I twirled around posing and checking every part, ensuring that I looked presentable to the Man downstairs, I enjoyed the thought that here I was feminising myself the sense of inhibitions slipping away and a new thought entering my mind.
'You Sissy, Nancy boy, Bottom boy, Fag,Puff !'
These words no longer insults but descriptions of how I felt about myself and how I would enjoy hearing them while pleasuring the Man downstairs.
I had taken other clothes out of my bag, looking at the nightie and negligee hung up outside of the wardrobe, would he be excited at looking at me in it as I would be wearing it in front of him ? Flouncing and parading in front of him, would he roughly hold me down while groping me through the silky material as I moaned in pleasure ...Stop It !! you have to go downstairs soon,I put on my high heels,sprayed some of the perfume John had bought me on my wrists and neck and cautiously stepped out into the hall.
John had his back to me when I entered the kitchen, a pan on the hob and a wonderful smell emanating from the concoction he was preparing. He was wearing a dark suit and white shirt unbuttoned at the neck, very handsome I thought.
'Hi, well I'm ready, what do you think ?'
John turned around and dropped the spoon he was holding, eyes wide and mouth opened, but no words just the sound of the spoon landing on the floor.
Eventually,he said 'Nothing like your pictures much more convincing in real life, I love it'
I blushed, he smiled, I then smiled back
'Good, was worried you wouldn't fancy me'
Tart I thought ...and a gave him a cheeky smile. The wine was uncorked and left to rest while John fussed over the dinner, occasionally passing over a spoon for me to try the sauce, I would hold his hand while tipping the contents into my mouth, yes, I know how to act flirty ! his bulk making me feel even more feminine so more inclined to over indulge in my sissiness, every time I walked or bent over I tried to ensure it was done in full view and overtly seductive, if he said something I stood with one hand over my breast and the other on my hip, with a slight tip of my head to one side, yes over the top girly.
Eventually the wine was poured and the meal plated up, sat opposite each other with just a candle on the table we chatted while eating, talking about early dressing experiences, going out for the first time, why certain clothing held a fascination for myself, John talked about his admiration for us 'Girls' funny stories along the way and experiences with other CD's nothing sexual in either of our chatter.
After the meal John suggested we go into the front room as he wanted to light his woodburner as it could get cold later on, I looked around a chair or settee ? I sat on the settee hoping John would sit next to me, which he did after filling up my glass with more wine.
'Can I ask you a personal question ?' He said
'Yes'
'Have you ever had a sexual experience with a Man ?'
I then told him all about my fantasies, desires and currently apart from mutual masturbation with another girl, with a little bit of oral sex, nothing much.
'I need to know when you are not comfortable with anything that happens, just pull away and I will no longer carry on'
'OK' I said
At this point he started to get closer to me, leaning over his hand reached out and took hold of the back of my neck, he pulled me towards him, I felt my heart begin to beat faster, a shiver ran down my back, my mouth dry and his lips touched mine, he pressed them into mine they moved around searching out my mouth and that's when I felt his tongue pushing against my lips, entering my mouth, violating me, searching for my tongue wrapping it around when found, his hand pressing my mouth harder into his, the other hand on my breast, caressing me through my chiffon blouse, unbuttoning it, hand slipping in, searching for my nipple.
I pulled away, his hand relaxing on my neck the other exiting my blouse.
'Spank me' I gasped
He smiled, pulled me on to his lap, I felt the hardness of his erection whilst in a position I had never thought I would ever be in, I felt him lift up my skirt and expose my silky french knickers which he proceeded to stroke, up and down his hand went until he started to pull them down I felt the coldness in the air as my buttocks were exposed to his gaze, this time his fingers on my bare skin felt amazing, my situation, over a mans knee as he kneaded my exposed bottom made me feel subservient an object to be used, stroking me, a probe to my hole, then his thumb near my opening I squirmed in his lap then ...
SMACK !!
Ouch, that's supposed to be pleasurable ? I thought, then SMACK, another one but this time I felt something, a feeling deep down, psychologically something new about my predicament maybe but SMACK wow, even more so that time !
Sissy SMACK,Bottom boy SMACK,fag SMACK,queer boy...SMACK I felt humiliated as he said these words,every time his hand hit my bottom, I had asked him to say them to fulfil that fantasy and he did with aplomb !
By the time he had finished I was exhausted and so was he reaching down he raised my head and kissed me once more, this time much gentler I again pulled away after a minute.
'I need to change into something more comfortable' I said
He smiled as I stood up,my bottom warm and tingly feeling that I had now released feelings of subservience and satisfaction but I knew I looked a mess my wig pulled to one side with the powerful kissing and my lipstick surely wiped away, even John looked bedraggled as when we first kissed I had felt him up, touching his muscular frame searching out his manly chest.
I entered my bedroom a changed man, I now knew my bisexuality was real and no longer a fantasy or something to fear it was a desire and it needed to be acted on and enjoyed.
I unbuttoned my blouse and stepped out of my skirt, bra and knickers off and hold ups pulled down, the pale pink nightie slipped over my head and landed on my shoulders, the rest rippling down my body encasing me in satin, the frilly bits of the nightgown around my breasts made me want to caress my nipples I rubbed my chest feeling erotic sensations filling my body, but my man awaits I thought, I slipped on my negligee similar to the nightdress and stood in front of the mirror, now without the breasts a bit more male, especially as my erection was tenting through the material but I didn't want much between me and my mans wandering hands I tidied up my wig put more lipstick on and sashayed out of the room.
The music was a pleasant surprise as I entered the front room, John had adjusted his clothing and stood up, it was only then I realised how much he towered over me, looking down at me he said
'I love how you look, what a pretty little sissy in her nightgown' he smiled at me as he said it
I curtsied and said 'Thank you Mr Darcy' with a big grin on my face
'Dance ?'
'Oh god yes' I said letting all my inhibitions go, the thought of being held by a big man while swaying to the music in my nightdress and negligee was fulfilling another fantasy.
He held me tight as we danced slowly to Nina Simone I could hear his heartbeat as I rested against his chest I could feel his erection now pushing against me,his strong hands held me, stroking me but staying above the waist, the silky material of my nightie occasionally wrapping itself around my legs, my hands holding him around his waist, hugging him, another song came on and I felt John movement change this time his hand under my chin, I saw his face coming down to mine, the excitement raging inside me as I moaned 'Yes' looking directly into his eyes at hearing this he smiled and kissed me gently but this time my mouth was open welcoming him into my warmth searching out his tongue, we kissed deeply his hands now making their way down to my bottom as we danced, squeezing them, pulling me into his crotch as our dance became even more sexy, and passionately he led me to the settee lying me down his hands now free to roam on my legs, passing over my penis and onto my chest stroking and rubbing the nubs of my nipples all the while as his lips are on mine his heavy weight holding me down, helpless I subjugate to his demands accept his caresses and moan appreciatively.
'I need to pleasure you, I need you, want you..' I was stroking him, grasping at his zipper desperate to get hold of him
'In good time' he said carrying on kissing me and caressing me through my nightie
It was about an hour later (well it felt like an hour of kissing and caressing) more like ten minutes when he reached down and picked me up in his arms, he carried me upstairs into his bedroom and gently lay me down on his bed, the room was very much a mans room to one side a bathroom, he started to take off his clothes while I lay on the bed watching him, enjoying each layer being removed seeing his body properly for the first time, shirt unbuttoned bulky hairy chest, then his trousers white boxer shorts now showing the extent of his excitement, all of this time he is also looking at me up and down as if he is going to devour me at any moment, he turns and goes into the bathroom I am slightly disappointed when I hear the shower turn on as I never got to see him fully.
'Can you bring a Towel in please, on the radiator' he shouted out 5 minutes later.
I got off the bed collected the towel and there he stood, 6ft 7 large hairy chest, a slight belly, two strong legs but what held my attention was between them, he was large but still flaccid I handed him the Towel.
'You dry me' he commanded.
I started on his shoulders, softly padding him down, occasionally falling into him the water on his body wetting my negligee slightly, I move down slowly his chest, rubbing the towel onto his nipples and chest hair, getting down on my knees to start from the bottom drying his legs slowly working my way to his ...he then turns around I stand again drying his back, buttocks on my knees again for the back of his legs, then he turns around again and its in front of me inches away from my nose, I lick my lips and hold him for the first time drying him with the towel,the balls I slowly rub and gradually work my way up his shaft, finishing at his head no longer flaccid he stands erect a purple head, my mouth dry I gently stroke his shaft ...
'Suck it sissy' (the sissy agreed earlier in the evening if we became intimate)
I needed no more instruction desperately needing to feel him in my mouth, I open and take his penis as deep as I can, slightly gagging I am surprised at how hot it is..he moans
'Stroke my balls,sissy'
I grasp his balls and move up and down on his shaft, the way I had seen other girls do it when watching Transvestite porn, in and out of my mouth licking his shaft then his balls, feeling totally inhibited wanting to express my subservient nature, my sissiness, holding him close so he can see the satin encased sissy licking and sucking him with vigour and desire, my hands on his legs, bottom, searching out for his chest, all the time he is moaning with pleasure.
It was while sucking on his testicle I could feel a change, a build up, his hand on himself slowly masturbating, I am nervous knowing what is going to happen ...could I ..should I ..what if I don't like the taste ...but my passion has overtook me I have to know..!
Now I am pumping up and down on him faster, hand on his shaft licking his head sucking trying to suck the semen from him, his moans are getting faster,'you don't have to' ...'I am close' ...'Steph, oh my god Steph, please harder... suck sissy' I am now sweating he pulsating in the back of my mouth ! I am bracing myself but so turned on spit or swallow ? ...an explosion hits the back of my neck a salty fountain of heat hits me, thick globules of semen pour down the corners of my mouth I gag slightly as some goes down my throat. But I still pump on his shaft wanting more.. to lick until my Master tells me to stop, me on my knees in one of my favourite nighties in this little bathroom finally pleasuring a Man subjecting myself to being a cock sucker a mincing sissy who pleasures men with her tongue.
'Steph, are you sure you've never done that before ?'
'No, first time' I smile, we are on his bed he holding me, stroking me through my nightdress
An hour later he has ensured I am fully aware of what will come next, that I consent and anytime I feel too much pain he will stop, I love his caring nature the way he stroked me while warning me about the anal sex that I crave, the image, I have always had, is bent over, my nightdress pulled up, my bottom exposed, lubricated invited to be entered I knew toys had been up there, but could I take a real man in fact a well endowed real man ?
His hand was stroking my bottom, gradually working to my hole, he started to rub the lubricant in and around my hole, the sensation is exciting and pleasurable the mirror has been placed in front of me so I can see myself, I am a mincing sissy about to be penetrated by a man, the ultimate sacrifice of my maleness.
His thumb enters me I gasp, with toys you know when it's going to happen but when somebody else is taking your anal virginity, the pleasure is magnified, in and out he pumps into me, moving his thumb around stretching me gently I am now literally pillow biting and moaning into it.
Once his thumb is removed I then feel something bigger, rubbing up and down the full crack of my bottom, something that was in my mouth an hour ago is now looking to penetrate me more fully, turn me into as close to a woman as I can get, he goes quicker up and down I moan, then just around my hole, I look into the mirror at the silky clad version of me not quite me... but disguised as a woman, make up and wig, frilly bits of lace on the nightdress I am wearing but the thing that really turns me on and makes me want to cry out for satisfaction is the Man between my legs about to turn me into his bitch.
He starts to nudge into my hole, I can feel the head now penetrating, this is much more painful than the toys, I want to say stop but I need to experience this, hands are now on my hips occasionally on his shaft slowly feeding it into me, I feel the warmth again a fullness, stretching a feeling to push this thing out of me but enjoying the way I feel being violated by this throbbing monster,
'you're tight, relax, sniff these' he hands me a small brown bottle.
I sniff the poppers deeply, a sudden rush overcomes me and I feel Johns manliness enter me fully.
I scream 'Oh God, wait please wait' I cry, I can feel his penis in me and I know it's all the way in, it's throbbing inside me I try to relax.
'Slowly, I'm scared' I say
'It's okay sweetie, just relax, that's my girl, a bit faster, that's it,like that sissy, good girl move your bottom, that's good'
With each thrust I start to enjoy the feelings his penis has on me while pumps away at my bum, I realise I have to relax, embrace this new sensation, move with him, around and around my hips move, pushing towards his penis as he thrusts himself into me ..again and again, butterfly's in my stomach, a deep longing in me, the sub slave ...the simpering begging sissy... I am now his Girl... here for his enjoyment... this big tall, real man turning me into a simpering nightieclad wimp, who bends over and takes it up the bum, now John has gripped my penis masturbating me with each thrust his other hand under my nightie stroking my nipples, getting faster and faster I have a feeling deep inside me every time he goes in deep waves of pleasure sweep over me, I moan ...
'I'm your Sissy John, oh fuck me good, turn me into a woman, yes I'm your bitch, sissy nightieclad bitch..John I'm I'm oh my god'
The orgasm comes from deep inside of me, endless pumping from John, caressing my bottom nipples and penis have released me from my passions, John however is still pumping then I feel him emptying himself in me (actually the condom) groaning he removes himself from my bottom
I end up modelling more nightwear for John, taking photos, some in sexual positions as well until we work ourselves up again into a passion and 69 on the settee, the next day John drops me off at the Train Station, I look around 24 hours ago a Man now a cum craving sissy, who has been promised by John that bondage and maybe another man will be Spit roasting him when he visits again next month.
The tale may continue ....
Yes, this is my fantasy if you are anything like John let me know :01 |
