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His arms were around me, pulling me tight against him.
He was so strong. My hand was on his back and I was pulling
him closer. I was really kissing him, and what a kiss! Then
the music started, and everyone was talking at once. Lulu was
hugging me, telling me how proud she was of me, asking how I
felt. Before I could answer, Carla gave me a kiss, saying
what a beautiful wedding it was.
What did she mean by that? I wasn't nervous now. i was
just plain scared. What had Lulu cooked up this time? Just
then I heard the music begin, my cue to start down the isle.
When I looked down front, there stood Carla and Lulu, smiling
at me. On the other side stood Mel, his mouth was wide open.
I was hoping that meant he was Impresses with how I looked. I
nearly fainted when I saw the man next to Mel. He was about
six feet tall, quite nice looking, and a total stranger to
me. Where had Lulu gotten this guy? Did he know who or what I
was?
"Gee, I thought you'd be wearing a tux," I said, "not
dressed like the maid of honor."
"Oh, no," Lulu laughed. "I said Carla was your attendant
I'm your maid of honor."
"But you are the groom!" I exclaimed.
"I can't very well marry another woman. Remember you're
the crossdresser in this family, not me."
"Then who's the groom?" I was getting worried now.
"Just like a woman to be nervous on her wedding day,"
Lulu said turning to leave. "See you down front. Don't forget
to say your "I do's" nice and loud."
Carla walked over to me, kissed me on the cheek and
said, "You are a very beautiful bride." Then, barely holding
back the laughter, she added, "I'm sure you'll make him very
happy. Enjoy your honeymoon."
Soon I was standinf in front of a full-length mirror
looking at the blushing bride: me. Then I remembered the
wedding plans. "What about the minister?" I asked. "He will
never agree to this. And what about Mel and Carla?"
"The minister is fresh out of the seminary and welcomes
any practice he can get," my wife said. "mel is going to be
the best man, and Carla is going to be your attendant.
I couldn't believe she had told our friends about my
crossdressing. How could I ever Mel again?
The night of the wedding, Lulu came in to see how I was
doing getting dressed. I was surprised to see Carla and her
wearing matching dresses.
She was beautiful and she was my next door neighbor. Her name is Donna, and
she came over to welcome me to the building. We had a cup of coffee and some
cake she brought over, but she had to run. Going to her dance class she said.
I had taken some dance, so I asked about it. Apparently it was right across
the street, and many people from the building went, but she wasn’t sure that I
would like it, but, if I wanted I could tag along. There was a smile in her
eyes that wouldn’t let go. I put on my sweats and followed her.
It was three floors up. I was the only man in the place, and I could tell that
this wasn’t a soft workout for chubbies. Every woman there had a body that was
toned like a 64 Rolls. They wore their leotards with the grace of professional
dancers, flowing through the room. Many wore a wide sash of embroidered fabric
around their hips. They smiled at me. I was glad I wore my grey sweats.. they
were loose where it counted. I smiled back. Read the rest of this entry »
A real surprise came a few weeks ago. Our tenth
anniversary was fast approaching, and we had talked about
exchanging vows again. We had arranged to hire a minister in
a small chapel and have another couple, our best friends,
stand up for us. This would be on a Wednesday night, and we
would take off the rest of the week for a second honeymoon. I
should have known nothing is as expected when Lulu is
involved.
She called me at work and told me to meet her at a
bridal shop later on so we could get fitted. I thought she
meant that I would be renting a tux. But when I arrived at
the shop she was inside talking to the owner. they gave me a
strange smile when I walked in. The owner looked at me and
said, "Yes, I have something will fit him perfectly."
She disappeared into the back and before I could ask
Lulu what was going on, the owner reappeared carrying a long
white wedding gown. She instructed me to follow her to the
changing room. My wife followed us carrying a bag which, I
soon discovered, contained my wig, makeup, underwear and
padding. I was informed that this time, I was to be the
bride! "It's something every woman wants to experience," said
Lulu.
My wife loves to embarrass me outdoors too. We will go
to a public tennis court with me dressed in a white shirt and
shorts with bright pink panties and a bra that will clearly
show through underneath. It never fails to provoke stares. I
have also gone to the tennis courts wearing a tennis dress
with full makeup and a blonde wig. I'm quite convincing when
dressed as a girl, so this doesn't bother my game. But what
does bother it is the fact that I'm also wearing tight nipple
clamps and have a but plug in place.
Lulu thinks I should experience womanly feelings and
adventures as much as possible. So in bed I must be ready to
accept her strap-on dildo and open my mouth so she can feed
me my semen when I come. I also make regular visits to a
beauty saloon for wig styling and facials.
I am a cross-dresser who has for years enjoyed looking
and acting like a woman. Lulu, my wife, started to enjoy this
side of me once she discovered how easily she could dominate
me. She likes to expose my transvestism to unsuspecting
souls.
At first it was something simple like holding panties up
to my waist while shopping for lingerie. But it has
progressed to her telling me to buy specific items like a
pink bra, a red garter belt or a black teddy. She also
insists that I tell the sails clerk that the items are for
me. i will be severely punished if I don't comply, so when we
go into the lingerie department and asked what we're looking
for, I will answer, "A pink bra. I wear a 36A." It never
fails to raise eyebrows. I love the embarrassment of it all.
She was over
her like a real man now, aroused again to a fever pitch of
maddened lust. She was pounding her cock into her tight hole,
fucking into her as hard as she could, pistoning her pole as rapidly
as possible. She knew she couldn’t hold her come much longer,
and even though she jerked her dick out of her pussy in an
effort to control it, she shot off all over her stomach and
everywhere. Stephanie loved it as she felt burst after hot
burst of her sticky cum splatter on her belly and tits. They
lay panting on the bed for some time, then rose and went to the
bathroom where they both washed themselves clean. They returned
to the bed chamber, as Stephanie threw on her negligee again.
Together, they lay in each others arms on the soft, bronzed
bedspread, talking about thelovemaking that had gone on before.
They both agreed that it had been good, at least as good as any
time in the past. And the more they talked,the more aroused they
became again. Alicia’s cock wasn’t hard enough for her to fuck
her again, but there was another way she could please her wife, and
she suggested it! (Major accomplishment here, everyone give her a
big hand). Soon she was on her back on the bed, her negligee wide
open, her thighs spread to bare her pussy. Alicia got on her
stomach between her legs and pressed her lips to her cunt lips.
Soon she was sucking gently, and it wasn’t long before shewas
quaking from another orgasm. She continued her pleasant task, till
Stephanie laid back, still and satisfied. Then Alicia turned over
onto her back, her dick semi-hard, fairly begging to be sucked back
to full length. When her wife roused from the wonderful stupor
induced by her cunt-lapping, she got over her cock and fiddled with
it. The more she played with it the harder it got, till finally she
slidher lips over the head. It swelled up in her mouth, hardening
as she sucked,and in time her lips were gliding up and down the length
of her raging hard-on. She sucked for a long time, because she was
able to control herself for quite a while. At last she came, shooting
off and hitting the roof of her mouth withher cum. She parted her
lips, letting the stuff roll out. She loved the taste of Alicia’s cum
in her mouth, loved the sensation of the stuff rollingover her lower
lip. They fell asleep in each others arms.
She got up and went to the couch, positioning herself
on her hands and knees. Alicia knew what to do. This was one of the
most exciting ways for them to fuck, a position that thrilled them both.
She sat on the couch behind her, her rod between her thighs and into
the tight channel of her pussy from the rear. Gripping her waist, she
began to slide into her. Her cock filled her hole tightly, the hotly
lubricated channel of her sweet young cunt. She fucked her again and
again, till she came loudly, then dropped flat to the couch. Alicia
pulled out shooting her load all over her tight ass then rubbed it in.
She was on her stomach for a long while, and when she awoke it was
to order her into the bedroom. Their bed chamber was a seductive
room, with rust-hued walls and a gorgeous bronze-like bedspread.
They were quickly naked, except for Stephanies garter belt and
nylons, then lounged on the large bed. Shewanted some more of that
doggie-style fucking that Alicia was giving heron the couch,
so she got on her hands and knees and ordered her to fuckher.
Gladly, her husband got in behind her on the bed on her knees
andstuck her rod up her cunt from behind. Then she shoved it in
and out,battering her shapely buttocks with her loins as she
fucked her harderand harder. When she withdrew, Stephanie
rolled over onto her back, pulling her on top of her. Her body
was coated with sweat, her forehead beaded with dewy perspiration
and her rod as stiff as it had ever been in her life as she
mounted her. She tossed her head, moaning softly as she felt
her dick penetrate the soft barrier of her pussy.