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frantically a number from memory.

“Hello, David ? Yeah, it,s me… Lena Price… Hey listen, it’s all set… Mmmhm !, the little

blonde trick I was telling you about… Eight o’clock, okay ? We’ll meet you fellas there…Bye,

sugar”. She blew a kiss into the receiver.

“So sweetheart, Tell your husband that we may be a little late. Oh, by the mean, Kate, Do

you think black is beautiful ?”…

On Lena prearranged cue, the two young blacks checked the time on their wristwatches. Both

of them were anxiously looking forward to the evening’s events. They were both in the navy,

temporarily assigned to Omaha’s air base. Lena had met them in the song hee cocktail lounge

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Since you published my letter about how Shauna and I first met, I
thought you might be interested in hearing about one of our recent
adventures. Although sex between us is always great, we’ve recently had
an experience that we think is worth sharing with your readers.

For those who missed my first letter, I’m a graduate student at an Ivy
League college, and Shauna is a freshman at the same school. She’s five
feet tall, with red hair, green eyes, and a body that fits my
specification for the perfect sex partner: 36-24-34, and muscular in a
very feminine way, especially in the legs and ass. Her fiery passions
(in bed and otherwise) betray her Irish heritage. I stand 5′-10″, and
weigh 145 pounds, and I’m in very good shape from a regular exercise
routine. My sports have conditioned me more for stamina than for
strength, which is a big help for the way Shauna and I like our sex.

It was the weekend before Halloween, and naturally various fraternities
and sororities were holding their Halloween parties. Our usual
playmates, Mike and Sindra, had gone to Mike’s parents’ house for the
weekend, so Shauna and I were on our own. I’ve never been much of a fan
of fraternity parties, but she had been looking forward to this one for
a while, so I agreed. I really do have a hard time not giving into her
wishes. At first, I had resisted, but finally she had explained why she
was so hot to go to the Alpha Delta Phi party.

“The girls in my dorm told me that every year, the party turns into a
costumed orgy,” she said.

“Mm hmm. Have any of them ever been to it themselves?” I asked.

“Well, no, but there’s always some truth behind a rumor, right?” she
countered.

“Usually there is,” I had to agree. “But what if there isn’t?”

She gave me her patented angel-and-devil-in-one grin, and said, “Well,
we’ll just have to make sure that there is, won’t we?”

Well, I don’t believe in doing things halfway, so we made sure we had
the best costumes we could come up with, and spent a couple of Saturdays
working on them. We chose a couple of comic book characters, Shadowcat
and Nightcrawler. Shauna’s costume consisted of a blue leotard, light
blue tights, blue bomber-style jacket, blue domino mask, and, much to my
delight, a pair of calf-high blue boots with four-inch heels. Blue
isn’t really her color, but she looked absolutely great. My character,
Nightcrawler, has a rather demonic appearance, but he’s really a good
guy. I put on midnight-blue face paint and hair dye, with a red
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Archive-title: Continuing Adventures of Dickie Dunkin

EPISODE #1 ” THE DAIRY QUEEN”

Well, dear reader, welcome to the wonderful(and erotic) world of Dickie

Dunkin. How do I know it’s so wonderful? That’s easy I’m Dickie Dunkin.(That’s

not my real name but then again neither are any of the other names your about to

read.) The stories your about to read are so of my favorite experiences. Or at

least it’s the way I remember them…

I had been working in a Real Estate office in a small town in New Jersey

and as was the usual custom on slow days I was playing Gin with Joe the salesman

whose desk was immediately behind mine. As we played I failed to notice the two

women who had entered the office behind me. We put the game on hold and Joe

stood up to greet the women, who by this time, were already walking toward us.

As I turned to face my own desk I glanced at them. There was a tall brunette,

whom Joe seemed to know, and a short blonde. My eyes immediately locked onto the

blonde. She was slim with a pair of green eyes the likes of which I had never

seen in my life. She was wearing a white uniform and my first impression was

that she was a nurse. I was wrong. Her hair was long and flowed down over her

shoulders where the seemingly endless cascade of golden hair stopped to rest on

her more than ample bust, about a size 38D. She had a narrow waist and a nicely

rounded pair of hips. There was a slight curve to her belly and a most visible

and pronounced pubic mound. Her legs were shapely although very muscular. Joe

introduced them to me. The brunette was Ann and the blonde was Rose. I

acknowledged and returned to my desk to busy myself with some trivial things so

it wouldn’t appear that I was eavesdropping. It seemed that Rose was trying to

sell her Soft Ice Cream business and Ann had brought her in to meet Joe with the

hopes that he could help. After filling out the necessary paperwork Joe asked me

to give the girls my opinion of what I thought the potential was. Of course

after having overheard everything I was able to backup everything that Joe had

told them, and even told them that I might have a client who could possibly be

interested. Of course nothing was further from the truth. Rose seemed to be

extremely greatful to hear such encouraging words and I told her I would be in

touch in a day or so. As they left I couldn’t help but check out Rose’s ass as

she walked toward the door. Nice ass.

That night when I got back to my apartment I couldn’t keep Rose’s vision

out of my head and soon found myself with a first class hard-on from thinking

about what I would do with her if I had her alone. I decided that I would call

the next day to get to know her better.

When I dialed the phone I felt my heart pound with anticipation as the

phone rang the first time.

“Hi Soft and Creamy number 21, this is Rose speaking.” came the softly

spoken words “…may I help you?”.

Trying not to get tongue tied I replied ” Hi Rose, this is Dickie from the

Real Estate Office. If it wouldn’t be too inconvenient I’d like to drop by and

take a look at the store and the operation so I can discuss it with my client.”

Actually there was a lot more that I wanted to take a look at but that would

come soon enough.

“Hi Dickie!” There semed to be a hint of excitement in her voice. “You

couldn’t have picked a better time. The store doesn,t open for another hour

and a half today and it will give me a chance to give you the Cook’s Tour. When

can I expect you?”, she said.

“Give me about fifteen minutes.” I replied, knowing full well that I could

be there in half that time…and intended to be.

“OK. I’ll be waiting to let you in.”

We hung up and I went into the bathroom to check myself out. Quite

satisfied that what I saw in the mirror was as good as it was going to get I

walked out to my car and headed for her store. When I got there and approached

the door I saw her standing inside back by one of the machines. She looked even

more fuckable today than she did yesterday. I tried the door and realized it was

locked so I rapped on the glass with my ring. She heard and came to the door to

let me in. As she approached the door I could see a big smile on her face and

decided that this could be good.

“Come in.” she said as she held the door for me to walk past her.

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I should pause, here to tell you a little about Jan. She is Vice
President of Sales with a medium size electronics manufacturer in
the midwest. She is respected by everyone who deals with her as a
tough but fair executive who knows her business and manages people
very effectively. Her sales force calls her “The Iron Lady” but not
in her presence. It is obvious the first time you meet her that she
is a beautiful woman who could easily have become a top paid model
or actress but in her role as a business woman, she tones the
beauty down to “attractive” by her dress, demeanor and sparing use
of makeup. She wears very conservative business suits, doesn’t
smoke and drinks only a little wine on social occasions. Jan is
thirty-six, but most people believe she is only in her late
twenties. Those who know her a little better are aware of the fact
that she has been divorced for about three years from a man who
tried for five to deal with her strong personality but finally
admitted defeat and went to live with a woman almost ten years his
junior and seems to be ecstatically happy, now. Jan has seen three
men off and on, since her divorce but is “too busy” to think about
a long term relationship. Her only close female friend is Donna,
whom she has known since college and whom she trusts with her
deepest, darkest secrets. In fact, Donna is one of the few people
in the world who know about Jan’s “other life”, the one that
prompted her to insist that Jan talk with Dr. Stevens.

Six months ago, Jan was on a business trip to Boston when she met a
man in the hotel bar and found her self talking with him for hours.
Dan was unlike anyone she had ever known. From the first, she was
fascinated by his quiet manner and soft speech and the
contradiction represented by the “fire” she saw in his eyes. He
made no attempt to pick her up or hit on her. In fact, she was the
one who kept the conversation going and she began to realize that
she would have to say “goodnight” to this fascinating man and might
never see him again. That prospect made her sad and she resolved
not to let it happen. When it was time for her to return to her
room, she initiated an exchange of phone numbers and said she hoped
they could get together on her next trip to Boston. He smiled as
they parted and kissed her very softly on the cheek (somehow, she
had hoped for more).

The next trip was only two weeks later. She told herself that it
was important that she follow up with the new potential customer
right away but deep inside she knew that the Northeast Regional
Sales Manager was the best in the company and could easily handle
things at this early stage of negotiations. She had never before
arranged a business trip for personal reasons and refused to admit
to herself that she was doing so now. Dan picked her up at her
hotel and they talked of nothing in particular as he drove her to a
small French restaurant. Over dinner, she found herself drifting
away from the conversation several times as she tried to gain an
understanding of what she was seeing and feeling in his eyes. Over
coffee, she told him that she really didn’t want the lovely evening
to end (hoping he would take the hint). He said, “We could stop by
my place for a nightcap, if you like.” She had to restrain herself
from blurting out “Oh, Yes!” and said, demurely, “I think that
might be very nice.” Dan looked at her for several moments, then
took her hand gently into both of his. It was like an electric
shock and she only half heard him say, “But, there is something I
think you need to know…” When he knew that his words had reached
her brain, he continued, “I am a very strong willed man and I
require my lovers to place themselves completely under my control.
If you don’t feel comfortable with that, perhaps it would be better
if we had our nightcap at the bar in your hotel.”

Jan only partly understood the meaning of his words, but she knew,
without question, that she had to be alone with him and the sooner,
the better. Her mouth was dry as she nodded slightly and replied,
“I’d really prefer your place.” They talked a little as they drove
to his house but Jan’s mind was filled with questions. She really
didn’t know Dan very well and had surprised herself by saying she
would go with him. She had a strong sense that she could trust him
and needed desperately to be in his arms and feel his body pressing
against hers.

It was a fairly large, old house on a quiet residential street and
it was obviously well cared for. Even in the dark, she could see
that the lawn was well manicured and dotted with big, old oak
trees. He parked the car in the drive and came around to open her
door. He took her hand lightly as they walked up the front steps.
He unlocked the door and reached in to turn on the hall light
before allowing her to enter. When they were in, he closed and
relocked the door then, escorted her to a very modern looking great
room. It was clear that someone had remodeled the old house
extensively and the great room had probably once been a living room
and dining room. She turned and offered herself for the kiss that
she fully expected. He took her (so gently) into his arms and their
lips met. Almost immediately, their tongues were teasing each other
and she felt a great welling up of need and desire. Too soon, he
broke the kiss and stepped back slightly, holding her hands in his.

“As I told you,” he began, “I will expect you to do exactly as I
ask. If, at any time, you want to stop, you must say ‘That’s
enough’. When you say those words, our time together will be at an
end and I will take you back to your hotel. Do you understand?” She
was shaken by the stern tone of his voice and the seriousness of
his words, but she nodded. Jan was beginning to understand that she
was to be submissive to his wishes and she found herself both
frightened and excited by the situation. “After all”, she
reassured herself, “I can stop it any time I want.” It never
occurred to her that she would soon lack any desire for her time
with Dan to end.

“First, I want you to remove your pantyhose and panties.”, he
directed. She started to protest, but he held up his hand. There
was no mistaking the meaning of his gesture and she found herself
standing before him taking off her shoes, followed by her
undergarments as he had instructed. She looked around for someplace
to put the items she had just taken off but there was nothing
within reach so she just dropped them at her side. “Now, kneel down
and open my pants.”, he said quietly. Her skirt was short enough
that when she knelt, she could feel the soft carpet against her
knees, and she reached forward to loosten his belt and unzip his
fly. She was moving as if in a dream, now, and lowered his pants
and briefs to the floor. His semi-hard cock hung between his legs
and she was impressed with its size and shape and wanted to touch
it but wasn’t sure if she was supposed to wait for instructions, so
she did nothing. Dan kicked off his shoes, pulled his socks free
and pushed the pile of clothing aside with his foot. He removed the
rest of his clothes in silence as she knelt motionless before him.
When he was completely undressed, he said, “Show me how you suck
cock.” The words stung her. “Why does he have to be so direct?”,
she wondered and looked up into his eyes. He smiled and said,
“Remember, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
Using both hands, she guided the head of his penis between her lips
and began to lick it with her tongue. She was so aroused that she
could feel her juices beginning to leak from her vagina and run
down the inside of her thighs.

This is essentially the story she told Dr. Stevens on her second
visit. The first visit had been spent getting to know one another
a little and learning to feel comfortable in the doctor’s office.
The second time, Dr. Stevens had said, almost immediately, “Tell me
about why you decided to see me.” Jan really didn’t know how to
begin so she just started talking about how she had met Dan and
ended up becoming his “slave” and how “out of character” it was for
her to behave this way but she didn’t want to stop. Dr. Stevens
rested her chin on her fingers as she listened to Jan’s story and
when Jan had paused, reflecting on the scene she was describing,
the doctor asked, “How did you feel when he was in your mouth?” “I
wanted to taste his sperm.”, Jan blurted out, then said, “I’m.. I’m
sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” The doctor leaned forward to
touch her hand and said, “Of course you should. If that’s how you
felt. I need to know your feelings and I don’t want you to hold
back because you think you may shock me.”

After a short pause, Jan went on. “It was really weird. Dan is an
O.K. looking guy but not the type I would usually be attracted to.
But, when he told me, straight out, that he wanted me to suck him,
it was as though there was nothing else in the world I wanted more
than to make him come in my mouth. It only took a few minutes
before he tensed and I felt the fist spurts hit the roof of my
mouth and I had to start swallowing. He told me not to swallow but
just let it run out my mouth so I did as he said and I could feel
it running down my chin and neck. I’ve never really enjoyed the
taste and feel of sperm before, but I remember thinking how
beautiful it was at that moment.”

“When it was over, Dan told me to get down on my hands and knees
and I felt him lift my skirt all the way up and lay it on my back.
I felt very strange with my ass exposed like that but I couldn’t do
anything else. Besides, I felt a thrill like I’ve never known
before and wanted him to do whatever he wanted to me. I think I
knew he was going to use my ass, but I pretended that I didn’t know
what he intended and just waited, kneeling on the floor while he
went to a table and took something out of a drawer. In one way, I
dearly wanted to look to see what he was doing, but in a more
powerful way, I didn’t want to know. So, I stayed with my eyes
focused on the carpet before me as he returned and started applying
some kind of lubricant between my cheeks. He came around in front
of me and held out a vibrator that was very narrow at the end, but
gradually widened a little. About half way along it’s length, it
became much wider and stayed that width to its very large base. Dan
said, ‘This will help you become ready for me and I think you’ll
find it quite interesting on its own. Have you ever had a man in
your ass?’ I looked up at him and said (quite truthfully) ‘No.’
Then, he went behind me and I felt the tip of the vibrator nudge
against my anus. He turned it on very low and moved it around a
little before working just the end into my opening. As he held it
there, I was aware that my vagina was positively flowing and I
waited for more. He was so slow and gentle, that there was never
any pain as he moved the narrow end in and out in a kind of rhythm
and pushed more and more into me until he reached the place where
it bulged out wider. Dan put his hand on my back and said, ‘This
may hurt just a little, but it won’t last long.’ I tensed at his
words and he said, ‘No. You must remain relaxed.’ and he pushed
forward steadily as I felt myself stretching to accept the wider
part. There was a sharp pain as I opened farther than I would have
thought possible, but it started to disappear almost immediately as
I felt the whole vibrator sliding in to the depths of my bottom. He
turned up the speed and started fucking me with this devilish toy
as I grunted and groaned and found myself pushing back to meet each
thrust.”

“Suddenly, he pulled it out. I gasped and I felt him place the head
of his cock against my slightly open anus. He pressed forward
steadily until his stomach was resting against my cheeks and his
legs were tight against mine. I could feel him all the way up
inside me and I started to come. I kept coming as he fucked my ass
as deeply as he could until he finally came and slowly withdrew.”

Dr. Stevens was quiet for a while, then asked, “Jan, why do you
think you liked it?” “I think it’s because I’m always in control at
work”, Jan replied, “and I really don’t have a very exciting life
outside the office. I know I was searching for something before I
met Dan, and now I feel like I’ve found it. The other thing is that
it seems so ‘dirty’. I was raised in a very strict environment and
all through college and my career, I’ve worked hard at being very
serious and straight. I remember thinking, as Dan’s sperm was
dripping down my chin, ‘If my sales people could only see their
boss, now!’ It was really very exciting to think about but, of
course, I could never let anyone know I did anything like that (let
alone, loved it). It’s hard enough for a woman to be taken
seriously in the business world without having people think you’re
some kind of nymphomaniac or pervert.”

“Do you think you’re a nymphomaniac or pervert?”, Dr. Stevens
asked. Jan thought for a while, then replied, “I guess I don’t
know. In a way, what I let Dan do to, and with, me seems perverted
but when I’m with him, I just feel so free. That sounds funny,
doesn’t it? That I would feel so free when I’m being his slave? Dr.
Stevens was quiet for a few minutes, then said, softly, “Are you
going to keep seeing him?” Jan’s response was immediate. “I don’t
think I could stop. And, I don’t think I want to. Do you think I
should?” “I won’t tell you what to do”, the doctor answered, “but I
am a little concerned for your safety. Suppose Dan decides to go
too far and no one even knows you’re with him?” Jan said, “I really
don’t believe that will happen, but it’s a good point. Would it be
all right if I leave a message on your answering machine when I’m
going to see him, so at least you’ll know?” Dr. Stevens agreed, and
told Jan she wanted her to think through what she was doing and
why, so they could both understand it more fully. Jan said she
would.

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class were all starting to go boy-crazy and I just didn’t get it. I dated a

little, kissing, getting felt up, but it never really seemed to be as interesting

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lovely. At night, when I couldn’t control myself any longer, and started to

touch myself, it was her angelic face that was in my mind’s eye.

It didn’t take long for me to develop a giant crush on Terry. I was thinking

about her day and night. But I was so ashamed, I kept it to myself, withdrew

even further into myself. My parents made me see a psychiatrist and what few

friends I still had were very worried about me.

I started to feel more and more ashamed of myself. I caught myself staring at

the other girls in the locker room almost on a regular basis. And in the shower,

I’d watch them soaping up their bodies and rinsing themselves in the hot, steamy

water. There was a shower stall that was around a corner and you couldn’t see

into and I’d sneak off in there and put my fingers on my hot little pussy and

masturbate furiously and try to squelch my moans. I always tried to not get

caught. But I was worried that sooner or later, one of them would catch me.

Then, something happened. It was after shcool. It was two days until Christmas

vacation and things were slowing down. Most of the kids were vacationing with

their parents early and school was almost deserted. I went to get my stuff out

of my locker before leaving. When I opened it, a note fell out. I looked around

before I picked it up. I opened it and read what it said, “I saw you. I know.”

It felt like I had been hit in the stomach. I felt sick and ran to the girls

room to throw up. I tried to regain my composure, but every time I thought I was

just about calmed down again, I’d start to cry or shake. I was at least thankful

that I had the bathroom to myself. The next day, I faked sick so I wouldn’t have

to got to school and face it. Since my parents were at work and my sister and

brothers were all at school, I was alone in the house. I couldn’t make up my

mind if it was a good thing or not. I was alone, but that left me with no

distractions. I worried all day and then I started to cry again. I ran to my

room and put my face into my pillows to keep from beig heard should anybody come

home early. Who was it that had seen me? What would they do? They’d probably

get their friends together and beat me up. Or report me to the guidance

counselor, who’d probably tell my parents. They already had me going to

thearapy, they’d probably send me to a nuthouse if they knew I was looking at the

other girls in the showers.

All through Christmas vacation, I worried about it. I was a wreck and my parents

were loosing patience with me. They were not tolerent in any sense of the word.

They wanted me to straighten up and start acting like a normal sixteen-year-old.

And I could hardly get out of bed in the morning.

Finally, vacation ended and I had to go back to school. I went through the first

three classes constantly worried. I was a nervous wreck. I couldn’t pay

attention and got yelled at by two teachers, which made it even worse. I tried

to keep my eyes to myself, but eventually, I started looking around, to see if

anybody was looking at me. I knew in my head that they were all watching me,

the little dyke. They were all looking for some oppurtunity to do whatever it

was they were planning to do. But whenever I looked around, I didn’t see
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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new member, this morning. He told me his name was Jenkins, Sam and he

would meet me on the first tee. I nodded and went into the clubhouse

to change. I noticed a man in the locker room that I had never seen

before but didnât pay too much attention to him as I tied my shoes and

headed out to the practice area. After warming up, I picked up my bag

and with about 5 minutes to spare, arrived on the first tee. The man

that I had seen in the locker room was already there and came over and

introduced himself.

ãHi, Iâm Sam Jenkins,ä he said, extending his hand. I took it and

introduced myself. ãBeautiful day for golf, isnât it,ä he continued.

ãThis is my first time playing here and I hope youâll give me some

help in managing the course.ä ãThere are some tricky areas,ä I said.

ãIâll let you know about them when we get to them.ä

We teed off and headed down the first fairway. We talked as we walked

to our balls to hit our second shots. He was new in town and had just

joined the club, mainly for business reasons but also because he loved

the game and played it whenever he could. By the fifth hole, I pretty

well knew his whole life story as he didnât stop talking between

shots. I was getting a little upset as his continuous chatter and by

the ninth hole, I was ready to pack it in. As we waited on the tenth

tee for the group ahead of us to get out of range, Sam turned to me

and offered me a challenge.

He looked around to see if anyone could hear him and then, because we

were standing off to the side of the tee, he seemed satisfied that no

one would hear him. Still in almost a whisper, he said, ãSince it

looks like weâre fairly evenly matched, how about a wager for the back

nine?ä I looked at him and thought, Iâd get my chance to maybe stifle

his chatter, once and for all. ãSure, what did you have in mind?ä I

asked. ãWell,ä he started, quickly looking around again, ãHow about if

we play suck your cock?ä

I had played golf for many years and had never heard of this game.

ãHow does that one go?ä I asked him hesitantly. ãItâs easy,â he said.

ãWe play for each otherâs cock. If you beat me by more than two holes,

I have to suck your cock. If I beat you by the same margin, then you

have to suck mine. If itâs three holes of more, the winner gets to

fuck the other.ä

I was taken back by this but I also had a feeling in my groin that I

hadnât had for a while. My cock started to rise and when he looked at

me, waiting for my answer, he looked down at my crotch. ãYou donât

have to say a thing,ä he said. ãI can see that youâre ready.ä I must

have blushed as he laughed a little and gave my arm a quick squeeze.

ãOk, letâs play,ä he said, heading for the tee. I watched him tee off

and then it was my turn. I hit a terrible shot and he laughed again.

ãThis should be an interesting nine,â he said, after watching my ball

disappear into the trees.

I lost the first hole but won the next two. I noticed his chatter had

stopped and he was really focusing on his game as the holes went by.

By the 18th, I was two down to him and I didnât want to lose the

third. I needed to win the last hole and I concentrated on hitting

what I thought were good shots. It was to no avail as I lost the final

hole and as we were walking back to the locker room, he asked me,

ãWhen would you like to get together?ä My head was spinning and I

didnât really know what I wanted to do. ãMaybe later in the week,ä I

answered.

ãOk, hereâs my number,ä he said as he handed me his business card.

ãCall me and let me know when you want to meet.ä I just nodded and

quickly changed and left the club. My mind was spinning as I drove

home. I was wondering if I could go through with it or not. The more I

thought about it, the more I convinced myself that I would, so a few

days later I called Sam. ãHey Sam, its Dean. How are you doing?ä ãGood

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trip. Bill and I were going hiking and camping in the mountains about

an hour from our house. I had already packed the night before and was

just getting the last minute details squared away before we left.

I went into the house through the garage and grabbed a beer as I

passed the fridge. I picked up my pack and tossed it over to the door.

I changed from my suit into hiking boots, jean shorts, and a tank top.

I scooped up my pack on the way out of the bedroom and tossed it into

the bed of my pick-up truck. I surveyed the wall of equipment in the

garage and picked several items. I grabbed the ropes and D-rings that

we needed for climbing. I grabbed a harness for myself and then a

sturdier one for Bill. Once all the gear was loaded, I called Bill to

let him know I was on the way. I pulled another beer out of the fridge

and locked my house on the way out.

I honked my horn as I pulled into Bill’s driveway. He came out of the

front door and started down the walkway. I admired the way Bill

looked, as I always did. He was 6′2″, 200 lbs., and short cropped

black hair. He carried a dark tan all year around. He was dressed like

I was, and the muscles of his powerful legs flexed with every step.

The muscles of his chest and shoulders were obvious through the thin

material of his tank top. We could have been brothers, as must people

asked. We were both the classic ideal of the all-American man. No one

would have ever guessed that we were lovers, and had been for 2 years.

The sex was awesome, but we were also the best of friends. We shared

the same love of sports and exercise, found humor in the same things,

and enjoyed gourmet cooking.

We were well on our way to the mountain and had moved off the main

roads as we climbed higher and higher. The traffic was very thin and I

missed not being able to dodge slow moving cars to get up the

mountain. The powerful engine could really get the short bed F-150

moving and passing cars was like being in a road race. So, I contented

myself with tuning a new station on the radio. I brushed my hand

against Bill’s leg as I brought my hand back to the wheel. “Don’t

start something you can’t finish, pal.” Bill said as I looked over at

him. He leaned over and got another beer out of the cooler on the

floor and drug the cold can up my leg as he sat back up.

“Cooold!” I squealed. Bill rubbed the cold spot on my leg with his

hand and took a swig of his beer. The hand on my leg was moving higher

and I shifted in my seat to allow access to my hard cock if the hand

should go that high. I hoped that it did. Just as I had hoped the hand

began massaging my hard cock through the material of my jeans. Bill

reached inside the pant leg of my shorts and freed my cock from its

cage. I sighed as bill moistened his finger in a drop of pre-cum and

rubbed it across the sensitive skin of the head of my cock. I was

still not comfortable and so I unbuttoned my jeans and lifted my hips

so I could slide then off. I felt so free without my shorts that I

took off my shirt also.

I must have been a sight driving down the highway wearing only hiking

boots, with one hand on the wheel and one hand on my dick. Bill

reached over and pushed my hand away so that he could stroke my cock.

He stroked up and down the length of my shaft and lubed up his hand

with the pre-cum that was running out of the tip of my cock. As my

excitement grew I urged Bill to take me in his mouth and finish me

orally. Bill was an excellent cocksucker and really enjoyed his work.

When Bill’s lips touched my hot cock, I groaned and reached up to run

my fingers through his close cropped hair. He licked all over the head

and then slowly took my length down his throat.

He bobbed up and down on the shaft with a strong suction that drove me

crazy. I tried to concentrate on the road, without much luck. I was

close to my climax and yelled out ” I’m cumming”. Bill deep throated

my cock just as a flood of cum escaped the tip. He sucked and

swallowed every drop of my cum and then stroked the shaft trying to

milk every last drop from me. Bill kissed the sensitive head and sat

back in his seat. He reached for his beer and took a long pull. “Shot

of cum with a beer chaser, bartender.” We both laughed at his little

joke, and I struggled to pull my shorts back on and stuff my deflated

cock inside.

I had just zipped my shorts back up when we came into the small town

that lodges hikers before the climb.

you’d given up hope of it ever coming true it does. It’s like getting a

Christmas present in February. It’s not anything you expect, but it sure

can make you happy. That’s just what happened to me.

Before I share it with you I’ll give you a little background. I was

introduced to the pleasures of sucking cock at the tender age of 15 by one

of the neighborhood tough guys, who was a couple of years older than me.

He thought he was pretty cool, Mr. BadAss “forcing” another guy to polish

his knob, but he soon discovered that you can’t force the eager. It may

have burst his bubble to learn that I liked it, but it didn’t prevent him

from seeking me out. It was after all the perfect arrangement; he liked

being sucked; I liked sucking.

He gave me lots of practice; by the time I turned 16 I was a fairly adept

pole smoker. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy doing my neighbor, but after

taking his load at least 150 times I wanted to expand out to new (and

hopefully bigger) things. I looked at any good looking guy I saw as someone

who I could suck if the opportunity arose. It was just a matter of time

before something happened.

That summer, having just got my license, I wanted my own car. My dad made

me a deal. He owned a small manufacturing company. He’d front me the

money for my wheels, but I’d have to pay off my loan by working for him

during all school vacations. Who could pass up a deal like that? So that’s

how I met Eric.

Eric was 20 years old and everything I considered a super hunk to be. He

had short-cropped, sandy blond hair, pale blue eyes, an All-American,

Saturday Evening Post kind of face together with a body that nearly took my

breath away the first time I saw him. He was my definition of

masculine. There’s no denying it, I was in lust at first sight. From the

moment I noticed the bulge protruding from the crotch of his jeans I wanted

to do nothing less than drop to my knees and worship it.

Eric had worked for my dad since his senior year in high school, but we’d

never met. I knew him by reputation only. Dad really liked him, saying he

was a hard and willing worker and dad was never one to hand out compliments

or praise just for the sake of doing so. At the time Eric was sort of a

jack of all trades, learning the entire operation from the ground up. Dad

had great hopes for advancing him as the business grew and prospered. My

summer job was going to be to take over running the outside errands and

office boy duties that he’ been doing while he became more involved in

learning the production end of the business.

Of course this meant that for the first couple of weeks I would be working

with Eric while he trained me. As far as I was concerned this was the

perfect arrangement and I determined to have him before the two weeks were

up. To understand where I was coming from, or at least to put it into

perspective, you need to know that I was an only child with asthma and I’d

become used to getting my own way. Not that I got everything just for the

asking, but if I was willing to work and plot, I usually got what I

wanted. Add to this the fact that I’d led a very sheltered life, despite

the fact that I’d been sucking cock for over a year, and really didn’t know

much about sex in the real world. So it’s somewhat understandable that it

didn’t occur to me that anybody would see anything wrong with one guy

wanting to suck another off, and I certainly didn’t realize that a guy who

enjoyed sex might turn down the offer of a blow job. Not even the fact that

Eric was married with one kid and another on the way deterred me in my

quest.

I certainly didn’t waste any time. We’d been out on the road alone for

about 20 minutes when, not even trying to maneuver the conversation toward

sex I just came out and asked,

“Eric have you ever had a blow job?”

He looked pretty shocked, at least by the abruptness of the question, he

laughed a little nervously and said, “course I’ve had a blow job. I’m

married aren’t I?”
…End of the part1. To be continued..

ten days of sitting in a classroom on a hard seat I was in a real

funk. I needed something to change my attitude. That’s how I found

myself in a small room in this bathhouse taking my clothes off. At

this time was 31, 210 pounds in good shape, 7 inch cut and somewhat

hairy.

This was my second trip to the baths, my first in my hometown being

uneventful. I stripped, wrapped a towel around my waist and went

exploring. After walking the long corridor of the second floor I went

to the first and found the wet area. I had a long slow shower. The

spray of the hot water felt very good. I spent time washing myself and

paying attention to my cock which hard partially hardened. The jacuzzi

was next. Not bothering to put the towel back on I made the forty feet

to the hot tub naked and climbed in.

I wasn’t aware of it until after I sat down but it seems I had an

audience of five other guys, either sitting around on lounge chairs or

in the pool. It seems that they had watched me in the shower. I felt a

little embarrassed but paid it no mind.

After a good soaking I made my way to the steam room. I found a nice

corner in the foggy room to sit. Shortly, I was joined by one the

watchers from the pool area. We exchanged greetings. He identified

himself as Dave. Dave asked if it was my first time. I said yes at

this bath. He told me that I had made quite an impression on one of

the others. He told me which one. On leaving the steam room I noticed

this guy checking out the soft drink machine. He was about 25, 6′6″

240 pounds, well muscled. I decided that this is just what would get

me out of my funk and made the move. Walking to the drink machine he

turned and smiled. Greeting him, I asked if coins were required to get

a drink. He replied in the affirmative. I made a smart remark about

not having any pockets. He laughed and carefully checked me out. I was

nude and made no effort to cover myself. I always wanted to be an

exhibitionist. He said that he had some cold Evian in his room if I

was interested. I said yes and turned to go and pick up my towel by

the showers. In the process of picking it up I dropped my room key. In

picking it up I made sure that my new friend got a good look at me.

When I turned to follow him to him room I noticed a protrusion in the

front of his towel. I guessed, correctly, that he liked what he saw.

We made out way upstairs to his room. Once inside he told me his name

was Adam and I told him mine. As he removed his towel he expressed his

appreciation for the opportunity to see me nude. I told him that I

enjoyed being nude and if he was up to it he could now see me up

close.

My towel fell to the floor and we stepped close. His lips followed his

hands onto my nipples, my lips on his nipples, followed by hands

stroking cocks to finally a 69 with mouths engulfing hard cocks. We

lay on the small cot provided. We began giving each other gentle licks

to each other’s cock. Soon the cock I was servicing began to grow.

Before long it was eight inches long and nice and thick. His balls

were dancing in their sack each time I ran my tongue along his cock. I

took it in my mouth and began a steady up and down motion. I could

feel it touch the back of my throat. I had to work at not gagging but

soon I got the hang of it. I could feel Adam take all of my cock in to

his hot mouth. Soon my balls were bouncing off his chin. Suddenly we

were interrupted as the door opened and Dave from the steam room

entered. Seems Dave was a friend of Adam. I later discovered that they

set this up. He entered and asked if he could watch. We agreed and

proceed to continue our play.

I was concentrating as best I could on the cock in my mouth. It was

difficult as my friend, Adam, was doing a super job on my seven

inches. I was afraid that I might come too quickly.

Suddenly I felt hands on my ass cheeks. They were spreading them

apart. I turned to check if it was Adam, but Adam has his hand

stroking Dave’s cock. Dave’s cock was large and long. It looked to be

at least 10 inches long and about as round as my fist. Dave asked if I

had a problem. I said no as long as he used some lube and finger my

hole to loosen me up as this was my first anal in a long time. He said

fine and proceeded to lube my ass with one and then two fingers. I

almost came at that moment but managed to hold it. Since Adam was a

little smaller, Dave suggested he should go first. We agreed and

changed positions. Dave was now lying on the cot with his mouth

pistoning up and down my cock. Adam was behind me lubing my ass with

one, two and then three, or maybe four fingers. It felt like he was in

all the way to his wrist.

I heard the ripping of the condom pack but I continued to play with

Dave’s massive missile. Then I felt hands spread my ass cheeks and the

head of a cock poking at my hole. He was very gentle and in a few

moments he had the head inside and was slowly pumping back and forth.

The feeling was incredible. This was my very first fucking and I knew

it would not be my last. Adam continued his in and out motion and Dave

continued to suck my now dripping cock. I was so caught up with these

events that I had stopped playing with Dave. Adam slowly began to

increase his tempo. By now I was asking him to fuck me good and hard.

Adam did what I asked and after about three or four minutes he began

to moan. I could feel his cock swelling in my ass. I was hoping I

could take it all. Shortly, Adam groaned loudly and pulled me close

impaling his entire cock inside me. I am sure I could feel his spunk

exploding from his cock.

After a couple of minutes Adam withdrew and before I could move Dave

was behind me sliding his condom cover cock in to my ass. It was a

good this that Adam had gone first as Dave was massive. But he knew

what to do. First he slipped the head of his cock into me. He let me

get used to it for a few minutes before continuing. I don’t know how I

did it but I took all he had. Now he began his pumping action. It did

not take long for Dave’s cock to start to increase in size. It was

definitely going to be a good fuck. His cock was rubbing against my

prostrate. Adam was now sucking my cock. Dave started to groan and I

knew he would come shortly. Between Dave’s pumping, rubbing my

prostrate and Adam sucking my cock it only took a short time for Dave

to explode in a massive organism. It felt like he had a hose up my ass

going full blast. The moment I felt the first explosion of Dave’s

spunk I exploded in Adam’s mouth. I must have shot a pint of sperm in

Adam’s month, on his face and chest.

I could not move. Here I was bent over trying to keep myself from

falling. Dave was still inside of me letting his cock slowly deflate

and Adam was licking up my come and sucking me dry. As Dave pulled out

there was a loud round of applause. It seems that we had had an

audience of several appreciative onlookers. Several ask if I would let

them fuck me. However I was worn out from the fucking and sucking with

Dave and Adam. Reluctantly, I asked for a rain check. I went down to

take a shower and sit in the spa. On checking the clock I had been

there almost four hours and it was time to leave.

While I was checking out, I overhead two other customers talking about

their witnessing some guy getting fucked by two men with 12 and 14

inch cocks and taking it all. I laughed to myself, thinking that it

did not take long for this story to spread. Fourteen inches, I doubt

it! Or maybe!

After 37 years, most of which I’ve only dreamed of soft silk,
smooth satin and rustling petticoats, the opportunity has at last
arisen to bring some of those dreams to fruition. Only last Spring
upon becoming “modemized” did I stumble upon Compuserve’s
“Genderline” and CB Channel 13. Until that time I had been
completely and tightly closetted. Despite the fact that
crossdressing or at least thoughts of it had dominated my sexuality
since before puberty, only my wife of 11 years had any inkling of my
desires. Even she had to wait until a year after we were married
before I shared even a part of my true nature. At the time,
although she appeared tolerant, I assumed she couldn’t “enjoy” my
transvestism so even after she went so far as to purchase severals
lovely “gifts” for me, I kept my dreams and fantasies to myself.
Whether it was fear or embarassment, to this day I don’t know why I
remained so defensive and thus refrained from any activity other
than furtively collecting TV fiction whenever I got the chance.
Little did I know all that was about to change. After several weeks
of “lurking” on Compuserve, afraid to even speak, I finally worked
up the nerve, chose my new name, and made myself known to those who
would soon become my friends and “sisters”. I was made immediately
welcome and delighted in the openess and warmth of all who shared my
up-till-then secret love of all things feminine. I think “died and
gone to heaven” is the appropriate phrase.

Being the compulsive character I am, I made myself a home and
spent hours making new friends and trying to learn as much as I
could from the DL library and the experiences of others. I enjoyed,
at least vicariously, the many adventures of my sisters while
dressed as I had longed to be for so many years. In short order,
one of my friends mentioned the possibility of meeting face-to-face
as I had explained business sometimes took me thru her hometown. I
was both fascinated and fearful, but after a week of weighing the
pro’s and con’s, I decided to do it. Just before leaving on trip,
another friend expressed the same interest. Why not? This would be
a trip worth remembering. Having been faithful to my spouse
throughout our marriage (and heterosexual as far as I could tell)
it was understood the meetings would be asexual. It happened that
the second friend would be the first for geographical reasons and so
on a Sunday afternoon in May I found myself driving thru
Pennsylvania heading towards a rendezvous I wouldn’t have imagined
only a few weeks earlier. We had arranged to meet at a roadside
restaurant near their mountain cottage. I called as I approached
the area and happily learned we would be joined by “her” wife and
small son.

Breaking all of this to my own wife was of particular interest
at the time, so I was anxious for the input from a SO. I arrived
first, ordered a drink and waited for their arrival. Having made
the decision to meet in the first I had no fear, just a little
apprehension, but even that disappeared immediately as they walked
in and his wife gave me a big hugg. The ice was broken and melted
completely. The situation was so incredibly natural I found it
hard to believe. The conversation was non-stop and as open as the
surroundings permitted. Alice (he) and Beth (she, later aka Sunny)
invited me back to their cottage on the mountainside so we could
spend a couple more hours chatting and getting to know each other
better. it was wonderful. Whether it was simply “I’m Ok; you’re
Ok” I drove off with such elation I was floating and eager to meet
my other friend the day after next for breakfast.

Jennifer had been the very first to reach out a hand my first
night on Compuserve as Daisy and I had thought of her sort of as my
“big sister”. Again, after but the briefest moment of apprehension,
we both felt so comfortable as we sat and shared our experiences
from childhood on. The words copuldn’t come out fast enough as we
each fought to tell so much in so little time. As on Sunday, I was
invited home to continue the conversation in a more private
atmosphere without the fear of being overheard by those at the next
table (not that we didn’t enjoy the humor of it all, fighting to
keep from giggling as we shared our pasts amidst such a traditional
setting. Once there, I was in awe as she showed me her collection
of photos, wigs, dresses, and gowns. I knew at that moment,
somehow, this would be a path I had to walk. Perhaps it would not
be for me in the end, but I was confident the exploration would have
to be made. I drove off filled with elation; I was not alone and
the trip ahead was sure to be exciting.

Over the next month of two, I continued to make innumerable
friends with the help of my always present Laptop and Modem. I met
with Alice and Sunny again for lunch in the middle of another
business trip and together with another online couple from the West
Coast developed bonds of friendship that guaranteed freedom from the
lonliness that had been with me so much of my life. We had
developed something of a “buddy system” depending on each other for
support and direction. I felt as close to the wives as I did with
my sisters and they helped me immeasurably in improving the
relationship I had with my own spouse. I think at first my wife
suspected that I should be committed until somehow I could be
“cured” but gradually we came to understand each other and
respective needs better. In fact, in July, we both visited the
mountain cottage and shared the weekend with our new friends.

About that time, we all began to feel somewhat stagnant. We
knew the expense of active Compuserve participation had to be faced
and we all realized there was so much growth yet to come. One
evening online, I learned of Renaissance, a TV/TS support group
based outside Philadelphia.

The subject of similar groups had come up several times in
discussions online, but for me, I felt I had my own little group and
was unsure what if anything such a group could offer. It was
however, time for another step in my journey. I didn’t know what
that should be, but this was an option that was certainly of
interest. I had never met another TV “dressed” although I had seen
countless photos over the years. While it would be a trip for me,
Alice lived nearby and we decide we’ld both go to investigate
further. We understood most of the “girls” would be suitably
attired, but neither of us felt ready for that step just yet. Then,
the beauty that she is, Alice had a change of heart. I still wasn’t
ready so I guess I’ld just have to go as her escort. We arranged to
meet at a hotel near the meeting sight, where Sunny would help Alice
prepare. As in all our previous meetings, it was great. Meeting
“Alice” for the first was wonderful; Sunny wished us well and off we
drove. Was all this really happening I thought. We were both
quickly made to feel at home, Alice in her “career woman” suit, and
me in a coat and tie. The diversity of my new community was of
great interest and I knew I would be back again.
Only one small problem – even though the other members would
have made me feel welcome regardless, I would have felt
uncomfortable attending future meetings dressed as I was. Here was
my opportunity, my path towards discovering more of my own self. I
decided I would go again and next time in the dress I had only
dreamed of for so many years.

This was going to be a challenge. Other than “sharing” my
wife’s lingerie from time to time, I had little experience and
certainly no wardrobe. The next meeting wasn’t until late in
September but that was so little time for what I had to do. I
decided I couldn’t prepare for this and continue to spend the many
hours on Compuserve I had most every night. And with my
self-control (or lack of it) being what it is, I knew there was only
one choice for me. I had to pull the plug completely, at least
temporarily.

So, in early August I said my goodbyes painfully, set the date
for my disconnection from so many of my onlie friends, and yanked
it. (ooo, that hurt) Even more importantly, despite my intentions,
some of my activities were causing a gap in my relationship at
home. instead of bringing us closer, the time spent at the keyboard
was causing a strain. If I were to succeed, I would need my wife’s
help and without her understanding and support, I would have gone
back to my earlier ways I suspect, i.e. trapped in fantasyland
forever. Thankfully, I married quite a remarkable girl; she’s been
of incredible help. She’s accompanied me shopping for shoes,
makeup, my first ever dress, etc. The time away from the keyboard I
used to experiment with cosmetics, go thru half her closet, as well
as wander the malls and thrift shops. Then of course, the
unexpected! I learned of Joann Roberts and the Weekend in the
Pocono’s. Alice and Sunny decided to go; Jennifer decided to go;
even Michele and his wife from Austin who I had wanted to meet would
be there. How could I pass this up? It was to be a four day event
scheduled the week preceding my intended deadline. While it was
impossible to break away for the four days, perhaps if I could just
make it up on Saturday to see so many of my friends together. I
checked with Joann to Ok my visit with her and moved my deadline
up. I still had no wig and so little practice. I called the
company from which I had ordered two wigs and discovered neither
would make it to me in time. Not to worry – Jenn (a wig fancier
from way back) volunteered to bring a spare or two (or three or
four). The schedule announced that Saturday would be a makeup
seminar and then makeovers (a lifelong dream). Checking my post
office box a few days before the event, I found a package from Alice
and Sunny – copies of the “Color Me Beautiful” books. I knew that
with the help of my friends, everything would work out fine.

So, here it is the night before. There’s no fear, no
apprehension, just excitement. The bag is packed. My only dress,
three blouses, two skirts, low heels, high heels, the loveliest
ivory lingerie, scads of makeup, and my camera. I’ve been dreaming
of this day all my life.

After finally falling asleep at 1am, I was up and ready to go
by 5 Saturday morning. The drive to the Pocono’s would take 4-5
hours so I wanted an early start. Alice and Sunny, Michele and his
wife, and Jennifer had been there since Thursday and I was dying to
join them as soon as I could. Alice had already prearranged a
“makeover” for me with the professional makeup artists for later
that afternoon, but both she and Jennifer wanted a crack at my face
as well. The drive went by quickly; partly in that my brain was
racing the whole time, partly in that the engine was also racing
with my foot planted heavily on the gas. I pulled into the resort
shortly after nine and joined everyone in the dining area for
morning coffee and donuts. There had been a costume party the night
before and it had obviously taken its toll. Many of the revellers
still had heavy traces of mascara and liner highlighting their
bloodshot eyes. After getting the lay of the place, I joined Alice
in their room for my first lesson. She had been experimenting
with surgical tape facelifts recently, so my face was soon pulled
and stretched into a more wrinklefree canvas. I had spent the last
month in front of my own mirror playing with eyeshadow, powder and
blusher, etc., but Alice quickly showed me the much greater
attention I would have to pay to detail. She introduced me to
“Dermablend”, a foundation to cover the beardline and then
continued on with blusher, shadow, liner, mascara, and lipstick.
She would do her own face as I watched intently and then supervise
as I tried it myself. This first attempt with “coaching” was so
much better already than any I had done alone. Jennifer finally
showed up, jokingly miffed that she hadn’t gotten to me first. She
brought along the promised wig (shoulder length blond) although it
was still damp from an earlier washing. We hung it on the air-
conditioning unit to let it dry as Alice finished with my face and
I happily donned my lingerie. Matching ivory slip and panties,
pantyhose, waist cincher, longline bra and inexpensive foam
inserts. The wig still wasn’t quite ready but time was running out
for us to get to the scheduled makeup seminar. Jennifer fixed it
as best she could while I finished dressing in my black skirt, red
blouse, and low black patent heels. The seminar itself was great.
Donna and Eric, who run a Philadelphia studio open to TV clients,
gave a full demonstation showing the effects of facial contouring
and proper application. My own makeover was the first one on their
schedule following the demonstration so I had to run back to the
room and quickly strip off the makeup we had so carefully put on an
hour earlier. Eric, who had a background in stage as well as TV
makeup did me. The feeling I had as I sat quietly, my back to the
mirror, was incredible. His staff took delight upon learning that
this was my first- ever experience “dressed” and oohed and aahed as
Eric did his work. Donna, the hair specialist, suggested a
different wig color, and Jennifer quickly returned with just the
thing from her collection. This was a darker blond with almost
salt and pepper highlights. Eric quickly pinned it to my scalp
and began to style it (“I love volume” he said as I still sat
without my first look in the mirror). Alice, Sunny, Jennifer, and
a small crowd stood by beaming at what was being done. Finally
Eric was finished and I rushed over for my first look. My heart
was bursting. While preparing over the previous weeks, I was
fearful that my effort would be a poor one; I wanted to be the girl
of my dreams, not a “man in drag”. The transformation was
amazing. My eyes were beautiful; the hair was exquisite; the whole
effect was beyond my wildest hopes. The camera was found and Alice
took a variety of shots for my scrapbook-to-be. After “supervising”
Alice’s wife Sunny’s makeover we went back to the room for more
fun. I tried on every piece of my wardrobe as well as half of
their’s as they gave their suggestions and opinions. I was in
seventh heaven; my mind had turned to mush as I rushed from one
outfit to the next. Unfortunately, it had been raining much of the
day, so when we finally went to the dining hall for dinner, out came
the umbrellas and we gingerly sidestepped the puddles in our heels.
I had worn my low heels much of the day and I was thrilled to find
they gave me no problem, in fact, I found them to be more
comfortable than many of my male shoes. The test would come that
evening. Alice loaned me a red knit dress accented with a wide
black belt and scarf for dinner. The waist cincher was also a
success. I had never worn it for very long and had been concerned
over its longterm comfort. It turned out that was no problem at all
and it did give me a nice nipped-in figure. The wide belt
highlighted my waistline even further. After the communal dinner,
everyone went back to find their finest outfits for the “Princess
Ball” later that evening.

Over the course of the day I had worn my three blouses (all of
which looked great with the basic black skirt and heels), but my
one-and-only dress was more for daywear. Again, my frriends bailed
me out. Luckily, my height (5-6″) is an advantage, and Sunny
offered me one of her’s. After refreshing my makeup, I slipped into
her blue silk print, gold necklace, and heavy gold earrings. I
hadn’t stopped soaring since my arrival. Each costume change served
to reinforce the happiness I felt at finally dressing as I had
dreamed since childhood. The touch of the wig at the nape of my
neck; the tug of the earrings; the tightness of my calf muscles; the
silky friction between my stocking, slip, and dress, all brought
chills down my back. To complete the outfit, I changed from my low
pumps into 4″ open-toed black sandals. They, of course, required
that I paint my toenails (another first). At last, we were all
ready and off we went again. Joann Roberts, the sponser of the
event had scheduled a talent show with other girls from the
Renaissance group as participants. This was to follow the
“Princess Promenade” where each girl in attendance would
individually be escorted to the stage. Voting would take place in
several categories; Miss Congeniality, Miss Ingenue, Miss “Gams”,
and of course, the “Princess” of the weekend. Everyone was
stunning. The care that was taken in gowns, makeup, and hairstyles
was amazing. To the surprise of few, Michele, my Compuserve friend
who had come all the way from Texas, took the main title. Michele
has to be seen to be believed (a size 7! and what a walk). The
talent show was equally outstanding. Morgan, Kelly, Madame X and
others from the group did fantastic renditions of Ann-Margaret,
Dolly Parton, and Bette Middler, etc. These girls were GOOD! The
long hours were finally beginning to catch up however. A little
after 2am, I had to call it quits. Even that was great. Sunny
laughed the next morning when I labeled it “breaking down”. To
remove my slipover dress, I had to remove the wig; to remove the
bobbypins, I had to first remove the my long “press-on” nails. It
was wonderful. All this done, I zonked out immediately, sorry that
this day had to end.

I had been riding for some seven hours now, but wasn’t yet tired. The

sun had just started to draw the evening curtains, and there was a

faint hint of rain on the cooling twilight air. I was cruising along a

quiet back road in Sussex on my BMW K100.

I have been riding bikes since I was 16, that’s 24 years now. I

have always liked biking, and will do it for as long as I can. I’m not

a flash rider. My bike is silver and standard; and I wear jeans and a

black leather jacket. I like wearing jeans, they are comfortable and

offer a little more protection than trousers.

I was doing about 50 when I saw across the hedge a Day-Glow lemon

top and black trousers. Quick check, no speed O.K. as I’m outside the

limit, still be careful! After rounding a couple of bends the road

straightened out and I could see the figure some way ahead. I was

wrong, it wasn’t the law, just some youngster in a fluorescent top and

black track suit trousers. He was hitching as far as I could tell from

this distance, but I don’t pick up hitch-hikers. Still I was in a good

mood as the day had been good; and he was miles from anywhere on a

road with little traffic and he couldn’t cause me much trouble on the

back really. I slowed down and pulled up alongside him.

Hewas about 18 I assume, but it was difficult to tell. Dark hair

and deep brown eyes. He was about five feet eight and had an athletic

build.

“Can I give you a lift, there’s a spare helmet in the back box.”

“Thanks very much mate.”

“Where are you going?”

“About twelve miles along this road, well I live just a bit off

but if you drop me at the turning I can walk from there.”

“That’s O.K. I’ll go all the way.”

“Good, that would be super.”

“Have you ever back-ridden before?”

“No, well not on one of these.”

“Well just hold on tight and stick close behind me. Don’t try to

stay upright when I lean the bike, now climb up and when we are near

your turning tap me on the left or right shoulder and I will take the

next left or right turn.”

“O.K. you’re the gov.”

He climbed up and slid himself forward till he was close behind

me. Instead of holding the seat he put his arms round my waist; obvi-

ously not been a back-rider before. We started off, and gathered

speed. There are some people who find the vibration and motion of a

big bike rather stimulating, perhaps that’s why I like bikes, all that

power throbbing between my thighs. I think it must have affected him,

as he pressed harder into my back, and I was sure I could feel quite a

hard bulge pressing against my rear. A few more miles and I felt his

hands slip down from my waist to my hips, then slowly he moved his

hands down onto my cock. The inevitable happened and my cock began to

stir and rise. He didn’t take his hand away, but cupped my swelling

bulge. Suddenly I felt a tap on my left shoulder so I regained concen-

tration, slowed and turned left up a little lane. I saw a cottage in

the distance on the right and then felt a tap on my right shoulder. I

slowed and stopped at the entrance to the drive of the cottage. He

slid off the back and removed the helmet. He stood next to me and

asked “Would you like a coffee or something before you go. I’d like to

thank you. There’s nobody in, my parents are on holiday.”

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