Date: Fri, 1 Jan 2010 17:08:02 -0600
From: Aunt Joanne <auntjoanne@hotmail.com>
Subject: College Education - Part 1 TG

When I was in college, I had a part time job at a local restaurant working
in the kitchen.  I was 20 years old, with a slight build, longish hair, and
somewhat delicate features.  This was in the first days of New Wave, so my
look actually fit in well at some of the local clubs.  On the other hand, I
hadn't had that much success with girls.


What people didn't know is that I was a secret crossdresser.  I felt very
guilty about it and kept it well hidden.  Only one other person knew.
There was a guy my age, Rich, that I met when I was in high school and we
had fooled around a little.  I would slip on panties, hose, and a camisole
under my regular clothes before meeting up him and driving out to a
secluded place.  We would park the car, smoke some weed, and eventually, I
would lean across the front seat and slip his cock into my mouth.  A couple
of times, I had even let him fuck me and I really liked that, especially
just before he came, when his hips would start automatically thrusting into
me and he would fill me with cum.  He hadn't ever returned any of my sexual
favors but I didn't mind.  I liked the feeling of being treated like a girl
by a guy.


Despite those experiences, I still liked girls and dated a few.  I wasn't
actively looking to hook up with any guys, and figured that my past
experiences with them were a thing of the past.


My job at the restaurant was your typical menial college part-time job, but
the kitchen crew was full of fun people.  The daytime crew chief was this
cute blond girl named Stacy.  She was also a student, and had a Texas
accent and Marcoa great sense of humor.  I was definitely interested in
her, but after a few weeks of working there, I discovered that she was
sharing an apartment the two day cooks, Dave and Marco.  Dave and Marco
were tall, athletic black guys, very smart and friendly.  As best I could
tell, Stacy and Dave shared a bedroom and Marco slept alone and brought
girls home occasionally.


I mostly worked nights, but after working a few day shifts, I hit it off
with Dave, Marco, and Stacy.  One day, they invited me over to their
apartment after work for some beer.  I had put any romantic possibilities
with Stacy out of my mind, but I liked all three of them, so naturally I
accepted.


Once at their house, we passed a joint around, drank some beer, and watched
TV.  Stacy and Dave were on the couch, and Marco and I were in chairs in
the living room.  After awhile, Stacy and Dave started getting romantic.
Stacy made a joke about black guys' cocks being so much bigger than white
guys'.  She looked at me and said, "I can prove it. You want to see?"


I jokingly said, "Sure!" and with a chuckle, Stacy undid Dave's pants,
pulled them down, and exposed his cock.  It was at least 9 inches long,
uncut, dark, and thick.  Involuntarily, I said, "Holy crap!" and Stacy
laughed.


"I told you so!" she said, then told me that Marco's was even bigger.
Without missing a beat, Marco laughed, stood up, dropped his pants and
fished out a huge cock.  It was bigger than Dave's by at least an inch.  I
could only stare, amazed, as memories from high school and being with Rich
came flooding back to me.  I was a few feet away, but I couldn't take my
eyes off his cock.  Something in my expression must have given me away
because Dave said, "Hey, Marco, looks like you've got an admirer."


Stacy and Dave smiled and watched as Marco stepped out of his pants and
walked over to me.  "You like?" he asked.


"That's the biggest cock I ever saw," I said, trying to hide my feelings.


"That's not what I asked.  I said, 'Do you like it?' "


I looked over at Dave and Stacy.  They were both smiling at me.  I looked
up at Marco and nodded.


"Take a hold of it and see how heavy it is."


I was getting short of breath looking at his cock.  It was half hard, cut,
with a big head.  He had very dark skin, and his cock was just as dark.  He
had big, heavy balls and a light dusting of hair coming down from his navel
to his curly bush.  I reached out and put my hand around his cock and
lifted it slightly.  It was hot to the touch, and I could smell just the
lightest aroma of musk from his crotch.  As I hefted his cock, he took a
step toward me, bringing his cock just in front of my face.


"Go ahead and taste it, I don't mind," he said.  Did I want this?  I wasn't
gay!  I looked over at Stacy, and she was still smiling.  "I told you they
were bigger!  Tastier, too!  Go ahead!"


I looked up at Marco, who flexed his hips forward a little, causing his
cock to touch my chin.  I looked back, and it was right there in front of
my nose.  I lfted the head of his cock slightly, opened my mouth, and
wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock.


Marco gently put his big hand on the back of my head, and pushed his cock
into my mouth.  Then he drew back, and in again, starting a slow, fucking
rhythm into and out of my mouth.  There was no way I could get it all in my
mouth, but I was overcome by the compulsion to try.  I put my hands on his
buttocks and started drawing more and more of his cock into my mouth.  His
buns were hot and taut.


Marco noticed my enthusiasm.  "That's a girl, get it all in your mouth,
baby.  Damn, you can suck a dick."  His encouragement drove me to get more
of his cock in my mouth, and his calling me a girl really turned me on.  I
couldn't believe it, I was sitting in a chair, sucking a big black guy's
cock, and two other people were watching!


"It looks like Marco finally found a girlfriend," chuckled Stacy.  Marco
stepped back from the chair and told me to get on my knees.  As I knelt on
the floor, I noticed that Stacy was rubbing herself.  She was turned on by
watching this!  Marco put his hand behind my head again and drew my face
toward his crotch. ""Suck my balls awhile, baby."  I took one of his big,
hairy balls gently into my month and started bathing it with my tongue.  It
had a musty, manly taste that really turned me on.  As I suckled at his
balls, his cock lay across my face.  I started licking the underside of his
cock, and moving my lips up and down his shaft.


He grabbed my head and slipped my mouth back onto his cock.  I concentrated
on the head, pursing my lips and tightly working his corona.  This seemed
to to really get him going, and I began to feel his hips start thrusting.
Rich had never come in my mouth, but I didn't even hesitate.  I WANTED his
come in my mouth.  I wanted to swallow it and carry his cum inside of me.
Marco was moaning now, and he grabbed my head tighter thrusting into my
mouth, using it like a pussy.  He made one jerky thrust into the back of my
throat, and I felt his cock swell.  His cum shot into the back of my throat
with a salty, musky, spicy taste that made me dizzy.  I held it in my mouth
for just a moment before another jet started, and I swallowed as fast as I
could.


Stacy noticed.  "He's swallowing!"  I was enraptured, trying to catch every
last ounce.  I gulped his cum down my throat, the thick aroma of his
essence filling my head.  Marco eventually relaxed with a moan and ran his
fingers through my hair.  "Oh, baby, that was awesome.  You've done that
before, haven't you?"  I backed away and looked up at him sheepishly.
Stacy came over and said, "That was HOT.  I wouldn't mind seeing that
again."


Reluctantly, I told them all about my experiences with Rich.  I went home
that night wondering where all this was going, but knowing that I really
wanted Marco's cock again.  It was a compulsion.  That night, I jerked off
furiously, remembering the feeling of his cock in my mouth, his hands
running through my hair, and the taste and smell of his body.  Mostly, I
loved the feeling of submission to a big, masculine, black man.


The next day at work, Marco had the day off but Stacy was there and was all
smiles.  "We need to talk after work," she whispered during a break.  After
our shift, she told me that Marco really enjoyed the last night, but that I
needed to do something.  "Marco's not used to having sex with guys.  He
said he wished you could be a little more feminine."  I hadn't told them
about my crossdressing, so this came a surprise.


"I don't think it'll take much, maybe if you just shave your legs and body
hair, and maybe wear a little bit of lingerie and makeup.  What do you
think?"  Trying not to sound too eager, I told her that I could give it a
try.


"Terrific!  Tell you what, go home and shave all over, then I'll come by
with some clothes and we'll see what we can do to fix you up."  She seemed
to be really turned on by the idea of feminizing me.  I went home and ran a
bath and had a long soak.  I didn't have much body hair anyway, but I
shaved my legs and underarms, and slipped into a pair of cutoffs and a tee
shirt.  Stacy arrived a few minutes later carrying a large bundle.  She
unwrapped it, revealing a collection of clothing and other feminine items.
First, she handed me an enema bag and told me to go clean myself out.  "If
you're going to have a pussy, you need to keep it clean," she said.  I let
the warm water fill me, wondering what I was getting into.  Was Marco going
to try to fuck me with that big cock?  Rich's cock was pretty ordinary, and
even then it had hurt a little when he fucked me.  I didn't know if I could
handle Marco's big weapon.


After cleaning myself out, I came back into the den and Stacy said, "First,
let's polish your toenails."  She showed me how to apply bright red polish
to my toenails, using two coats.  "I guess no going barefoot for you for
awhile, Missy."  Next, she started shaping my longish hair into a more
feminine style.  A little light makeup was next.  All this time, I had been
wearing cutoffs and it was obvious that I was rock hard.  "You like this,
don't you?"  I admitted that I did, and told her about my crossdressing.


"I wondered about you.  You always seemed just a little bit effeminate.
That's why I invited you over last night; I thought you and Marco might get
along well.  You don't mind, do you?"  I told her that last night was great
and I was looking forward to doing more.  She said that she was glad her
suspicions had proved true.  She pulled out a beautiful, lacy white garter
belt from the bundle.  "Are you ready to get dressed?"  I gulped and said
yes.


As she went to put on the garter belt, my hardon was standing out, looking
very unfeminine.  "We'll have to take care of this," she said, and without
any ceremony, took my dick into her mouth.  It felt great!  My knees almost
buckled it felt so good.  While working on me, she reached into the bundle.
A moment later, she slpped a lubricated finger into my ass.  I came almost
immediately, and she swallowed every drop.  "There, that's better," she
chuckled.


She handed me the garter belt and I slipped it around my slim waist and
attached the closure.  Next, she produced an unopened package of beige
nylon stockings.  She handed me one of the stockings, and I shaped it into
a donut and slipped my red polished nails inside.  As I rolled it over my
foot, I noticed that the stockings were seamless and had reinforced toes
and heels.


"Well, it looks like you've done this before," said Stacy as I slipped the
stockings up my smooth, hairless leg.  I blushed and told her that I had
done it a few times.  She said that we were going to have lots of fun.  I
put on the other stocking, then attached the tops to the four tabs hanging
from the garter belt.  I loved the silky feel of the stockings tugging on
my smooth legs, but I didn't have any time to think about it.  Stacy handed
me a beautiful pair of white brief panties.  They were full cut, with lace
bands at the waist and leg openings.  I took them from her, opened the
waist, and put my feet into the leg openings.  It was so sensuous as I
pulled the silky panties up my nyloned legs, then over my bottom and around
my waist.  The cool fabric cupped my little manhood, and carressed my
bottom in a feeling of pure femininity.  It was so naughty!  I was a boy!
I wasn't supposed to be wearing panties and stockings like a girl!  But I
loved it!  Finally, Stacy pulled out a sheer white babydoll nightie.  She
held it up and I slipped my arms inside.  The sheer fabric dropped over my
shoulders and waist, the hem settling just below my bottom.


"You look HOT," said Stacy.  "Marco's not going to know what hit him!"  She
spritzed me with a little perfume, touched up my lipstick, and told me too
look in the mirror.  It was still me.  I didn't look completely like a
girl, but I looked like a very feminine boy.  I liked it.  While I was
admiring myself, Stacy picked up the phone and made a call.  "She's ready,
come on over," she said, and hung up.  "Marco is coming by.  Enjoy
yourself!"  And with that, she left.


What was I doing?  Standing in my apartment, wearing panties, stockings,
makeup, and a babydoll nightie, getting ready to receive a big black man
who I had just sucked off the night before!  What was he going to want to
do with me?  I was scared.  But I wanted to see what would happen, too.  I
couldn't stop thinking about Marco's cock.


In no time, there was a knock at the door.  Taking a deep breath, I walked
to the door and looked out the peephole.  It was Marco!  I turned the knob,
opened the door, and looked up at him.  His eyes widened when he saw me.


"Damn, girl...you look good..." he said.  I invited him in.  He stepped
into my apartment and closed the door behind him.  He couldn't take his
eyes off of me!  His eyes kept traveling up my legs and up to my face.
"Turn around for me," he asked, and I did a slow pirouette for him As I
faced away from him, he told me to stop.  I knew he was looking at my
pantied ass through the sheer fabric of the babydoll.  "Damn, you've got a
girl's ass, baby," he said.  He came up behind me and cupped one of my
asscheeks in his big hand, then put the other around my waist.  I felt his
breath on the side of my face, then felt his lips on my neck.  My legs
almost went limp as I felt his lips on my face, then my ears and my neck.
His breath was sweet, and I closed my eyes and tilted my head back in
complete surrender to him.  I felt his lips touch mine, and his tongue
slipped into my mouth.  I raised my arms and put them around his neck.  He
hand traveled down my front, over my belly, lingering at the waistband of
my panties, then over my little cock.  "For a second there, I thought you
really were a girl," he chuckled.


Do you mind if I'm not?" I asked.


"No, baby, not as long as you act like one..."  I turned around to face him
and he gave me a long, lingering, kiss.  His big arms were around my waist,
his hand was caressing my ass, and my arms were around his neck.  I felt
completely surrounded by him as I felt his strong chest against me, and his
hardness pressed against my belly.


"Let's go into the bedroom," I said.


"You go first, I want to watch you walk," he said.  I could feel his eyes
on my ass as I minced into the bedroom, feeling more feminine than I had
ever felt before.  I turned around and sat on the bed.  Marco stood in
front of me and started taking off his shirt.  His chest was smooth, dark,
and muscled, with very little hair, and he had big pecs and a six pack.
Not a bodybuilder's physique, but very well muscled and defined.  He looked
so masculine!  Just the opposite of me in my sissy little panties and
lingerie.  He slipped his pants and boxers down in one motion, revealing
that big black cock, framed by his muscular thighs.  He stepped toward me.
I put my hands on his hips, and nestled my nose into his crotch, dizzy with
the clean, musky, manly smell of him.  His cock was rock hard, and I moved
my lips over the shaft, working my way up to the tip.  Marco moaned as I
licked up the underside of his cock, then slipped the tip of his cock into
my lipsticked mouth.  I began that up and down motion so familiar to women,
and now familiar to me.  I did my best to get the tip of his cock down my
throat, but I was only able to get 5 inches or so into my mouth.  Marco
must have noticed my difficulty because he pulled away and said, "That's
okay, baby, let's do something else."


Oh, God, he wanted to fuck me!  I had enjoyed playing around with Rich, but
Marco was a real man!  There was no way he could get that big cock into me,
was there?  What would it do to me?  Would it turn me into a pussy forever?
How could I ever look at a woman again, knowing that I had probably been
fucked by a bigger cock than she had ever had?  I was scared, and I think
Marco knew it.


"Don't worry, baby, we'll take it real slow."  He laid me back on the bed
and started kissing me, working his hands down my body to my panties.  He
carressed my litle cock through the nylon, then slipped his hand inside.
He nuzzled my neck and nibbled at me ears.  I was so turned on!  Finally,
he sat up on the bed and gently slipped my panties off.  He told me to lie
on my stomach.  Sensing my fear, he told me that he wasn't going to do
anything I didn't want him to do.  I rolled over and looked back over my
shoulder.  He produced some lube and slipped a lubricated finger around my
anal opening.  It was electric!  He just rubbed the tip of his finger
around my opening, making tighter and tighter circles, applying more and
more pressure, relaxing me, until almost naturally, the tip of his finger
slipped inside me.  I gasped and he asked if I liked it.  I breathlessly
told him "Yes!" and he chuckled.  He withdrew his finger for a moment, then
applied more lube, slipping his finger all the way inside.  He had big,
thick fingers, and it was tight, but I liked the feeling of opening myself
up to him.  After a few minutes, he slipped another finger inside, then
another.  I was gasping for breath and my cock was rock hard underneath me.


Marco withdrew his fingers and lay on his back on the bed.  "Lube my cock
for me, baby," he said, and I applied a genererous scoop of lube to his big
cock.  "Now come here," he said, and I straddled his chest, facing him.
"Now take your time and just lower yourself onto my cock, baby girl."  I
lifted my hips and guided his cock to my asshole.  Slowly, I applied more
pressure, until I felt my opening give way and the tip of his cock slip
into me.  It took many false starts, but eventually his cock was far enough
into me that I could lower myself down onto him without too much pain.
Eventually, I felt my ass touch his crotch and I realized that he was all
the way inside me!  "That's good, baby, now fuck yourself on my black
cock."  I moved up and down, as if in a trance, eyes closed, moving up and
down on top of him.  I could feel him all the way up inside me!  He was
huge!  It was something I had never felt with Rich.  It felt like my guts
were being pulled out every time he withdrew, but my cock was rock hard.
When he was all the way in, it felt like he was all the way in to my
stomach, filling me up with his manhood, and removing all traces of my
masculinity.  After a few minutes, I was loosened up enough and Marco
wanted to change positions.  He lifted me off his cock and I suddenly felt
incomplete and empty.  I wanted the heat of his cock back inside me, but I
didn't have to wait for long.


He laid me back on my back and slipped a pillow under my hips.  Slipping
his arms under my nyloned legs, he lifted them up, exposing my opening.  He
leaned forward over me, and I felt the head of his cock at my pussy again.
That's what it was now.  Not an ass, but a pussy.  The head slipped in
easily, and he slowly eased the shaft into me until I felt his pubic hair
against my ass.  He began a series of long, slow thrusts, gently pushing in
and out.  My arms were around his neck, and my legs were bent up and around
his torso.  I could see my feet, with polished toes, covered in nylon,
gently swaying as Marco thrust into me.  He kissed and caressed me as he
fucked me, and I knew that this was what I wanted.  I wanted to be adored
and possessed by a masculine man, giving myself to him for his pleasure.
Any remnant of masculinity that I had left disappeared as Marco gently
fucked me, turning me into a sissy pussyboy.  It felt so GOOD to be filled
up and fucked by a big strong man!  His skin was warm and he was all over
me, and I could smell and taste his skin as his huge cock invaded my
innermost depths.  The sensations were so strong they were changing me,
making me recognize that this, being the woman in a sexual relationship,
was what I had always really wanted.  I kept my arms tight around his
shoulders and gasped as he thrust into me over and over.  After several
minutes, Marco's body started stiffening, making more automatic thrusts.  I
told him that I wanted him to come inside me, so that he would fill me up
with his sperm.  He started grunting and thrusting harder and harder, until
I felt his cock swell inside my pussy and a new feeling of warmth spreading
out inside me.  His sperm was swimming up inside me, trying to make me
pregnant.  Marco collapsed on top of me, and I felt his cock soften.


"Oh, baby, that was the best fuck I ever had," he said, and started kissing
my face and neck. "You make a good little girl."  Then he handed me a
tampon and said, "Stacy said that you might want this."  She had thought of
everything!  I went to the bathroom and slipped the tampon into my pussy,
then slipped my panties on again.  I touched up my makeup and lipstick and
came back to bed.


Marco spent the night and fucked me two more times.  By morning, I was a
confirmed pussyboy.  I needed to talk wardrobe with Stacy!


Copyright 2010 Aunt Joanne