Date: Wed, 20 Oct 2004 11:31:48 EDT
From: Linksysdon@aol.com
Subject: DONNA & MELISSA

	My name is Donna, and I want to tell you about my friend Melissa
and me. We have become "lovers," and it came about in a most unusual way. I
have always enjoyed dressing up in women's clothes and pretending to be a
girl. I like to wear frilly blouses and short skirts, loving the feeling of
silk panties against my bottom. I like to swish around and swing my hips
seductively, loving the look of my ass as I prance before a mirror.

One day I decided to go out of my house and take a walk around the
neighborhood.  As I sauntered along, looking as sexy as I knew how, I
noticed that several men looked at me admiringly, or even lustfully. It
made me get all excited and my pussy would have been wet, but I don't HAVE
a pussy. You see, I am a boy! I am a fifteen year-old who has always wished
I were a girl.

	Ever since I saw my mother and father having sex, and saw my
father's hard penis penetrating my mother's vagina, and then, on another
occasion, her anus; I have wished I could be my mother, or at least a woman
so my dad could fuck me the way he fucks my mother. One day when I was home
alone I went into my mother's clothes basket and took out a pair of her
soiled panties, and having sniffed them, I put them on. Then I found a bra
of hers and put it on as well. Before long I had adopted these articles of
clothing--my mother has lots of lingerie so she wouldn't miss them--and
wore them under my boy clothes to school and for play.

	Eventually I got bold enough to try on one of my mother's blouses
and skirts, and liked the look. I let my hair grow long, which was quite
acceptable since many boys had long hair in those days. But I digress . . .

	The first time I went out in my mother's clothes I passed by a
house where I saw another girl sitting on the steps of her porch. She
smiled at me and I smiled at her as I walked along. After passing her house
a second time I decided to introduce myself because I hadn't seen this girl
before, neither in the neighborhood nor at school. She greeted me in a
friendly way, saying that her name was Melissa. I sat down on the steps
next to her. After visiting for a few minutes she told me her parents were
not at home and asked if I'd like to go into the house and see her room.

	When we got to her room I was surprised to see that it looked more
like a boy's room than a girl's room. It looked a lot like my room at home!
Melissa invited me to sit down on her bed while she went to the kitchen for
a beverage that we might share. As I sat there looking around her room I
began to suspect that we were both boys pretending to be girls. I decided
to see where this would lead, so when Melissa came back and parked her
little bottom on the bed next to me, I boldly reached out and put my arm
around her.

	She didn't object, and, instead, nuzzled her face into my shoulder
and looked up at me in a very friendly manner. I took advantage of her and
kissed her lightly on the cheek. She returned my kiss, and before long our
kisses had moved to mouth kisses with our tongues playing moist tag in each
other's mouths. When I put my hand on her knee and began to stroke it up
onto her thigh. I discovered that she was wearing hosiery and garters. Her
mother must be an old fashioned lady, indeed!

	As I stroked up and down her inner thighs, my hand eventually found
the place where they came together, and what to my wondering fingers should
appear, but a boy cock just like the one between my legs. I immediately
went down to my knees and put my head between Melissa's thighs, pushing her
legs apart to make room for my eager face to find what was now a growing
stem of masculinity.

	When my nose bumped into the head of Melissa's penis, she jumped,
but didn't push me away. Rather, her thighs closed around my head and I
took her hardening penis into my mouth, savoring the young flesh and loving
the way the head slipped between my sucking lips. I licked and sucked on
the penis, then ran my tongue down and slurped at the balls. I held them up
with my hand as I licked under Melissa's balls and ran my tongue over the
crack of her ass.

	It didn't take long for Melissa to cum all over my face, some of
her delicious cream spurting into my mouth. I love the taste of cum, and
especially having it all over my face and in my hair. I stayed between
Melissa's legs, lapping up her cum and nibbling at her cock and balls until
she shivered and asked me to stop.

	When I got up from between Melissa's legs my own cock was sticking
out so far that it made a hump in the skirt I was wearing. Melissa reached
under my skirt and felt my cock through the thin silk of my mother's
panties. Then she pulled the panties down and began feasting on my cock. It
felt wonderful to have my cock in another boy's mouth, and especially so
since he looked like a girl. I pretended it was my little sister sucking me
off, and that led to a quick orgasm, spurting my cream into Melissa's mouth
and on her face just as her cream had bathed my face and mouth in cum.

	When we had both cleaned up a little and gotten our clothes in
order, Melissa said she hoped we could get together again, and I eagerly
agreed. I could imagine inviting my little sister, who was eleven, to play
games with us as well. I would have to figure out how to get her
involved. But that's another story. . . (send comments to
linksysdon@aol.com)