Date: Thu, 1 Jul 2010 11:54:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dino Marineo <dinomarineo@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sissies & Bi-Guys 2 TG/college

At the end of part one I asked sissies and bi-guys to write and let me know
if they wanted me to continue my story. Well, the flood gates opened and I
was almost drowned in the emails that followed. And the emails - just like
my boy friend David - keep comming! Some emailers told me to continue my
story about sissies & bi-guys and add a lot of nudity and raw sex. Others
asked where they could find a sissy and bi-guy group like the one we have
here. A few asked where the well-known college I attend is located. I don't
want to identify the college yet, except to say it's located in the great
state of Maine.

Sissies who wrote wanted to tell me about their soft, sexy, girly outfits
and about the macho musceled boy friends they model their outfits for and
had raunchy sex with. I was glad to get several pics of hunky, musceled
guys and like the ones we have at our parties, the guys were all wearing
tight, skimpy sexy bikini briefs in different colorss.

I have to say that the guys filled out their bikini briefs very nicely. It
was obvious in some pics that the threads in those briefs were straining
hard to hold things together, considering the heavy equipment they were
packing.

Sissies wanted me to see them in some of their prettiest panties and
sexiest lingere and I appreciate all the pics. But now it's time to go on
with my story.



It was going to be the last S&B-G party of the college year, so everyone
wanted to be there - sissies and the hunky guys who loved them - at least
for raunchy sex. The last party would be in a large apartment in a
beautiful old New England-style wooden house, a short walk from the
campus. It was owned by a retired English prof who called himself "The
Queen Mother" and just like having his apartment filled will sissies and
their hunky male friends.

At our regular parties sissies will bring a few sexy outfits. As sissies we
don't get into serious cross-dressing, so there are few wigs, only light
makeup and little jewelry.

We're sissy-boys, so mostly what we wear is panties, camis, see-through
nighties, garter belts and garter belt skirts, and lots and lots of
stockings.

I thought a lot about the outfits I'd bring to the last party. Finally I
decided to start with a new pair of, pretty, red, stretch-lace, boy-cut
panties I bought recently. I'd wear them over my white, stretch-cotton
short-short shorts and no top - shirtless. I love to show off my smooth,
flat college-boy chest and do it every chance I get. The panties under my
shorts would guarantee a beautiful pantyline - and I LOVE pantylines when
I'm wearing a pretty pair of sexy panties.

For a long time I never knew there was an "issue" with pantylines, but my
friend Gayle says some girls - he calls them the ones with their cunts in
front - hate to have a pantyline show through their shorts or stretchy
slacks.

What do you sissies reading this think of pantylines? I know most bi-guys
like to see a panty line, so that's why I like them. We aim to please and
like what they like.

But back to the story.

I put on my stretch-lace panties, stepped into my short-short shorts,
slipped into my pretty, pink flip-flops and I was ready. That morning I had
shaved all over, then covered the usual spots in Nair, left it on a while
and then took a shower and washed any hint of hair away. All that was left
was skin as smooth satin, which remined me to put a pair of satin bikini
panties in the small bag of things I was taking to the party.

It only took a few minutes to walk the short distance to the apartment of
The Queen Mother whose voice could be hard through the screen door as I
approached.

I must have been fashionably late because when I walked in there by the
front door was my sissy friend Gayle completely naked, strattling her boy
friend Barry's chest. Barry, also naked, was on his back. Gayle was facing
Barry's feet and she had sat her boy-cunt right on his handsome face.
Taking his que, Barry began using his long, strong, wet tongue to - as he
would say - lube Gayle up for some fun.

For her part Gayle went down over Barry's chest and stomach, took his
sweet, stiff beautiful cock into her mouth, doing her part to get ready for
more fun.

The sissies and butch hunks watching this opening act, couldn't wait to get
started themselves.



Keep those emails and pics coming and I'll have chapter three as soon as
possible. Email: dinomarineo@yahoo.com