Date: Fri, 6 May 2005 12:07:05 +0100 (BST)
From: Melissa Carmichael <sweetlissy2001@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Fun in New York Chapter 3

"Rachel is wild," I said to Joey as I sat in front of
him with no shirt on. "I love her."
"I think she loves you too," said Joey, staring at my
naked upper body. "Wow, Bobby, you're as skinny as
me."
"I know, I don't have any muscles," I said, lifting my
girlish arms and showing him my total lack of biceps.
"Neither do I," he said. He looked at me and flexed
his slender, pretty little arms. "Nothing," he said,
giggling.
I thought he was beautiful.
Suddenly Rachel burst in. She was wearing my white
satin shirt with the bottom pulled up and tied in a
little knot around the front, showing her navel. She
had the three top buttons undone showing most of her
pretty little breasts. She looked very sexy in it.
"I love it!" she exclaimed, dancing around the room.
"Bobby it's so pretty!"
"Oh, you do look good in that," said Joey.
Rachel came over and sat next to me on the couch,
handing me her pink blouse.
"Here, Bobby, you have to put my top on," she said,
smiling irresistibly. "You promised."
I took her pretty pink top, popped it  over my head
and put my skinny arms through the sleeve holes. It
had really short frilly sleeves that pulled down over
the shoulders, leaving my arms all bare. I slipped it
down over my chest. The feeling of the soft, silky
material against my bare skin was indescribable. It
had a low-cut front with more frills around it. It
felt nice having a lot of my bare chest showing. I
felt so feminine and sexy. My heart was pounding with
excitement.
"Wow, Bobby, I knew it, you look so pretty in that,"
said Rachel.
I turned my head and looked seductively over my
shoulder at Joey.
"Oh," he gasped, his mouth open,"Bobby, you look just
like a girl."
I felt a thrill of excitement through my whole body. I
wanted to be girly and pretty for them.
"Joey, you're right, it feels lovely," I said. I
pushed the top down a little over my shoulders and
teased out my long hair.
"Bobby, you look SO delicious," said Rachel, and she
suddenly moved towards me and kissed me on the mouth.
Her lips were soft and moist. I kissed her back as
sweetly and girlishly as I could. I felt the tip of
her tongue touching my lips. I opened my mouth a
little and our tongues touched. We spent several
minutes kissing softly like two girls. I wondered if
Joey would get jealous, but he just sat and watched
us, fascinated. He didn't seem to mind me kissing his
girlfriend. In fact it seemed to turn him on.
"He kisses just like a girl," said Rachel, turning to
Joey. She looked back at me. "Joey kisses like a girl
too."
"I love kissing," Joey said, and he came and knelt
between us.
"Bobby, you look so pretty in that," he said,  gazing
at my bare shoulders. He reached out and started
playing with the pretty frills around the top of my
blouse. I felt sweet butterflies in my tummy. He
looked into my eyes.
"I'd love to..." he said softly.
Joey leaned in closer to me, his silky blonde hair
falling over my knee. I could smell a delicious
perfume on him, very faintly. It was intoxicating. I
sat enthralled. I stared at his pretty, cupid's bow
mouth. His lips were a beautiful rose colour, full and
peachy looking. I remembered how earlier in the bath I
had wondered what it would be like to kiss him. His
pretty face was so close to me. Rachel was watching us
with a dreamy expression on her face. I could taste
her lipstick. The whole scene was incredibly erotic.
"Bobby, you're lovely," he said softly, and moved even
closer. "I want to...but you're a boy..."
"Joey," I whispered, "kiss me." I came slowly towards
him.
He kissed my lips softly, sweetly, like a girl. The
touch of his lips on mine felt so beautiful. I had
never kissed another boy before. It was absolutely
heavenly. Oh, Joey.
I felt a lovely tingling all through my body. My cock
was starting to swell.
Rachel, watching us kiss, gave a soft little moan.
"Oh, that's so beautiful," she said, "pretty boys
kissing."
"Bobby I love kissing you," Joey said breathlessly,
"you look so pretty! You have such a cute little
mouth." He kissed me again, his soft, girlish lips
parted slightly, a gentle, lingering  kiss. I rested
my hands lightly on his shoulders and caressed them
ever so gently as we kissed. His skin felt so smooth
to my touch. Oh, my sweet pretty Joey, I can't believe
I'm kissing you.
He moved his hands down to my waist and held me
gently.
I kissed his beautiful lips again, my mouth open this
time.  Joey opened his mouth too and our little
tongues slipped easily into each other's mouths.
Rachel watched as we gave each other lovely wet, girly
kisses.
I put my arms around his slender little body.
"I love kissing you too," I said, "you do kiss like a
girl." We kissed again, gorgeous, wet, sexy kisses,
exploring each others pretty mouths with our tongues.
Joey got up and came and sat next to me. He snuggled
up close to me and slipped his hand under my pink top.
He started stroking my tummy.
My cock was very hard now. I adjusted it to a more
comfortable position in my tight satin pants. Rachel
saw me and gave me a wicked, sexy look.
"Joey, let me make your really sexy for Bobby," she
said.
She reached over me and slipped the straps of Joey's
turquoise camisole top down over his shoulders. The
effect was incredibly seductive. He looked even more
like a girl, his beautiful smooth shoulders all bare
and lovely. I looked at his sexy pouting mouth, red
and wet from our kissing, and his big blue eyes with
their long lashes. Oh, Joey, I love you, I thought. I
bent down and kissed his pretty shoulders, then his
beautiful slender neck, my soft boy's mouth moving
slowly upwards until I was kissing his lips again.
"Joey,  I fantasized about kissing you for ages," I
whispered in his ear, "I never thought you wanted to
kiss me too. Boys aren't supposed to kiss each other."
I stroked his pretty shoulders softly and kissed him
again. He shivered.
"Oh, Bobby," sighed Rachel, "Joey told me he had
fantasies about you too."
Joey looked at me shyly.
"I think you're beautiful," he said. He gave me
another soft, girly kiss on my mouth.
"I wanted to do that since I met you," he said.
"God, I love watching you and Joey kissing, it makes
me so hot," said Rachel. I felt her thigh pressing
against mine.
I felt Joey's hand moving under my blouse. He was
feeling my bare chest, his sensitive little hands
moving in slow circles up and down, caressing my bare
skin, touching my nipples. I shivered with pleasure
and kissed his lovely mouth again. I wondered if he
was as hard as I was.
"You two are just too sexy," Rachel said, "you make me
so horny." She reached over to me and ran her fingers
softly over my bare chest above the frilly blouse,
making me tingle. She lifted her hand and touched her
fingertips on my lips.
"I love your mouth," she said softly. She came towards
me and kissed me, a beautiful, soft, wet kiss. I
kissed her back, softly and sweetly, touching my
tongue lightly against her lips.
"You kiss like Laura," she said.
"Who's Laura?" I asked, intrigued.
"She's my girlfriend," replied Rachel, "we all share
this apartment. She's in California right now doing a
photoshoot for a band. She'll be back tomorrow."
She touched her beautiful mouth lightly on mine in
sweet, butterfly kiss.
"She's a freelance photographer," she said.
"Laura's wild," said Joey, "you should meet her." He
was sitting close to me, his hand under my blouse,
still stroking me gently.
"She would love you," he added, giving me a soft kiss
on my bare shoulder, "especially if you wore this
pretty blouse."
"She loves taking pictures of pretty boys," said
Rachel.
I felt a sexy thrill of anticipation at meeting Laura.
I sat back between Joey and Rachel and pulled my
blouse down again, revealing more of my slender
shoulders.
"I've got some great pictures she took of Joey," said
Rachel, playing with the frills around the top of my
blouse, "do you want to see them?"
"Oh, no, not those," protested Joey.
"Oh Joey, please, they're beautiful," she urged.
"OK," said Joey sheepishly, "Bobby, this is
embarrassing."
Rachel got up and disappeared into the bedroom.
Joey snuggled up close and slid his soft hand around
me under my blouse. "Kiss me," he said. I turned to
look at him. He was such a beautiful boy, so feminine,
irresistible. I gave him a soft, wet, tender kiss on
his gorgeous mouth.
Rachel appeared with a big brown envelope.
"Ooh, what a beautiful sight," she said, seeing Joey
and me in each other's arms, kissing sweetly. "Two
pretty boys in love."
She sat down next to me and pulled out some
photographs.
Now I was really curious.
"This one's incredible," she said, handing it to me.
It was apparently a picture of a beautiful girl with
long blonde wavy hair, with a pretty red satin dress
on, red stockings and red high-heeled shoes. She had
silvery-blue eyeshadow and red lipstick. She was
standing in a sexy, feminine pose, her hands on her
hips. She had a lovely curvy body, fantastic legs,
long, slender and shapely. It took me a few seconds to
realize it was Joey.
"Oh, God, Joey, you're beautiful," I said, staring at
the picture, my heart racing.
Joey hugged me gently and kissed my cheek.
"I love being a girl," he said.
Rachel brought out another picture. It was Joey,
sitting on a stool, looking absolutely gorgeously sexy
in black lingerie, a cute little black bra, black
panties, stockings and garter belt. He was wearing
black pumps with very high heels. He had his hair tied
up in a girl's style with black satin ribbons.
"Joey, you've got beautiful legs," I said, "you should
have been a girl. You look fantastic in those heels."
"I tried to walk in them and I fell over," said Joey,
giggling. I loved the way he giggled, it was so
girlish. "It's not easy being a girl."
Rachel pulled out another picture.
"Oops, I don't think you should see this one," she
said, holding it to her breast.
"Oh, please, let me," I pleaded.
She handed it to me nervously. As I looked at it I
felt a rush of sexual arousal. It was such an erotic
picture. It was Joey, sitting back on a couch, looking
so pretty with pink lipstick and blue eyeshadow, with
a blue satin camisole top on, a pair of sheer blue
stockings and a blue lacey garter belt and nothing
else. His lovely silky blonde hair was cascading down
in soft waves over his bare shoulders.
"God, Joey, that's so sexy," I said, staring in
disbelief.
In the picture his little cock was hard. It was
sticking up, naked, slender and beautiful, nestling in
a tiny patch of golden pubic hairs. His thighs above
the stocking-tops were beautifully smooth, like a
girl's. He was looking dreamily at the camera, his
head tilted, his pretty mouth pouting slightly.
"Joey I love you," I said. I hugged the picture to my
chest. I turned to him and stroked his pretty hair.
"You have a beautiful body," I said, showing him his
picture. I ran my fingertips down the image, then
slowly up over his thighs and cock. I stroked the
picture of his cock.
"Oh, Bobby," Joey said, pressing his little body close
to mine.
"I'd love to see you dressed like that," he said
softly.
I had a mental picture of both of us, naked except for
nylon stockings and camisole tops, kissing, our cocks
sticking up, hard. Ooh, Joey.
Rachel took out another picture.
"Definitely not," she said and put it back in the
envelope.
"What's that?" I asked, my curiosity aroused.
"It's a picture Joey took of me and Laura," she said,
"its very naughty."
"Oh, shame," I said, disappointed.
"Bobby, I think Laura would love to take some pictures
of you," she said, running her fingertips down my bare
arm, "you're such a pretty boy, exactly what she
likes. Why don't you come over tomorrow?"
"I'd love to," I said, She kissed me again.
"I have some pretty things you can wear," she said,
"it'll be so much fun."


To be continued....email me at
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