Date: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 02:51:46 +0000 (UTC)
From: Victoria VanDersuk <victoriavandersuck@yahoo.com>
Subject: Candy 5

Candy 5

While my folks didn't want to leave me alone at our house, my uncle didn't
have a problem with it.  I've been over at their house for a few days while
my parents are out West with my aunt, dealing with Grandma's estate.  My
cousins are off to school but I'm stuck at their place with my schoolbooks
and assignments that school made me take with me, since I would be gone
from school for about a week or so.

My uncle took the week off, and he's around somewhere, he's usually in the
basement or the garage mostly.  So a boy gets thoughts...naughty thoughts.
And if you know me you know what excites me, right?  It had been a couple
of days since my cousins dressed me up like one of their girlfriends and
Bart discovered us.  As you know he made me his cock sucker and called me
Candy.

It's OK, I don't mind really.  The more I dress up the more feminine I
feel, and that's what girls do, right?  Take care of the men in their life,
and their needs?  I just know when I am dressed all I can think about is
getting something in my bottom or in my mouth now that my cock sucking
abilities have been brought out.  And it makes me very happy inside when I
know I've done a good job making a male cum.  It makes me feel close to
them, even a jerk like my cousin Bart.  He has a nice cock, it's really
full of juice!

Since a couple days ago I haven't worn anything feminine, well, other than
the panties I now constantly wear in secret of course.  My cousins all know
I am pantied...and Daddy knows of course. I guess it's not a very good
secret, is it?  Bart and the girls keep making little jokes around my
uncle...things like referring to me as a "she" and a few times they
purposely slipped and called me Candy instead of Andy.  I'm sure it had the
desired effect though, because when they did it I blushed and didn't handle
it really well.  I doubt my uncle was even tuning in.

What's really frustrating is I haven't had anything penis shaped in my butt
either since I left home, and I really want to make that happen and hump
something until I spurt.  To tell the truth I've been looking for things
around their house.  I try not to think about my lusts, because it can't be
normal for a boy to be in panties and looking around a household for a
screwdriver or a vacuum handle or a candle to stick inside his bottom,
right?  I guess I should be ashamed but I am not.

The thought of the smooth gently curving purple plastic handle on my Aunt's
back scrubber in their shower stall is starting to dwell on my mind, and is
currently the best candidate I can find around here for a substitute dildo
or cock.

Late this morning Uncle Ed told me he had a bunch of errands to run and
that he would leave me home since I was such a nice responsible boy, and
not like my cousin Bart.  He told me he wouldn't be back for several hours,
and as soon as I waved goodbye to him and locked the door behind him, I
literally ran to my aunt and uncle's bedroom.  It had two dressers, a tall
one and a wide one, and a dressing table that smelled heavenly, the smell
of the perfume about the place was intoxicating!

I went to the wide dresser and sure enough there were my aunt's things.
Since I am an experienced lingerie pilferer I left nothing out of place as
I took stock of the drawers and their contents.

The panty drawer was super organized, and made my cock stiffen.  There were
rows and rows of panties in all different pastel colors and some in black
and white.  As I felt them I luxuriated in the silkiness of the panties,
and noted many of the labels on the panties were from Vanity Fair, all
nylon or some silky material.  Realizing that my aunt wasn't much bigger
than I was this entire drawer was calling out to me!  Her next drawer was
for stockings and pantyhose, and there were some lacy garter belts in there
as well.  It was obvious my aunt had good taste in lingerie!  The next
drawer held her bras and camisoles, and the top drawer on the other side
seemed to be a junk drawer, with all kinds of things, curlers, brushes, a
few purses.  The drawer under that was full of nightgowns.  I was shaking I
was so excited as I handled her things, holding them up to me and running
to the dressing table mirror.  There were so many pretty nighties, and I
just reacted on instinct.

I grabbed a short baby blue chiffon nightie with lots and lots of ruffles,
a pair of white satin and lace panties and a white garter belt and some
sheer stockings, closed the drawers carefully, and ran back to the bedroom
I was sharing with Bart.  I quick put the panties on, and then pulled my
jeans over them and hid the nightie, garter belt and stockings under the
mattress, on the side I had been sleeping on.  I had barely finished
stashing them when I was surprised by my uncle popping into the bedroom I
was sharing with Bart.  When he was convinced all was well he left the
room, but not before asking me why my cheeks were so red.

I wonder what he would have said if I told him I borrowed some of his
wife's things so I could prance around and masturbate.  Hmm.

That night after my cousins got home from school and we all dealt with
homework, doing the dishes and then watching some TV, we were sent off to
bed.  Bart was the first one to bed, and when I came back from brushing my
teeth and washing up the lights were off in the room.  I was wearing a pair
of pjs that I had brought with me, with the white panties on underneath.  I
quietly climbed into the bed with Bart and laid on my side.  I tried to
sleep but he was snoring.  After a bit I did fall asleep, only to be woken
up sometime in the middle of the night.

There was something poking me!  It was Bart of course; he had rolled over
into my direction and must not have been wearing underwear or pajama
bottoms.  I could hear him snoring.

I scooted back a bit, and sure enough Bart had a boner, and it was poking
me right in the butt!  It felt so good, I just knew I had to have it.  But
not like this, not in boys pajamas.

Quietly, I slid out of bed and down on my knees next to the bed.  I pulled
out the blue nightie I had borrowed, and also the garter belt and
stockings.  I slipped out of my pjs and panties, and put on the garter belt
and stockings.  It's a good thing I had become adept at putting on these
girly things, because I did it in the dark without too much trouble.  I
slipped the nightie over my head and before slipping back into bed with
Bart I took a few squirts from my skin lotion tube I had brought from home,
and wet my fingers.

It felt so good to shove them inside me, it was all I could do to stay
quiet!  I then slipped back into bed.  Bart had not moved, and he was still
snoring.  I arched my back, and scooted my bottom next to him, trying to
attract his hard cock.  As I positioned myself I listened intently for a
lack of snoring, or a change in breathing, but he was out.

I imagined myself as a wife, in bed with my husband, my nightie hiked up
out of the way and preparing to take his penis inside of me, fulfilling my
womanly duties.  The nightie felt so soft and pretty, and of course the
stockings rubbing on the sheets were very thrilling.  It excited me,
excited me to present myself as a girl and to receive cock.

I moved again just a little and felt Bart's hard cock.  I reached back
gently and felt its hardness, it was sticky and I pushed it right up to my
hole.  It teased me there for a minute or so, and I practiced flexing my
hole around the head of his cock.  As I flexed I pushed back, and part of
his cock went inside me!

I wanted to squeal!  My little cock was incredibly hard at having my hole
filled, and I tried to make my hole open even more and another inch or so
went inside me.  Then Bart coughed and moved a little, pushing it all the
way in me!  It was so exciting it made my cock throb!

So I was lying there in the dark, under the sheets with my cousin, wearing
his mother's nightie, garter belt and stockings. He was cuddled up behind
me with his cock buried in my ass pussy.  I shook I was so excited, and
then I was surprised with the feeling of his cock beginning to move inside
me.  He was still sleeping I thought, mumbling something like he was having
a dream, and instinct must have taken over, because he muttered some
gibberish in his speech and shifted closer to me, causing a good portion of
his boy cock to push inside me.

My little cock was hard as a rock feeling a cock inside me, and I started
to masturbate.  It felt SO good.  You know a rubber cock or something is
nice but I've learned there's nothing like a hard throbbing cock inside me,
making me squirm.

Bart was thrusting in and out of me, grabbing my hips and fucking me...was
he sleep walking?  Or sleep fucking?  Anyway it sure felt good as his
youthful cock really hit the right spots inside me, I was tingling and
before I knew it I was squirting into my hand, trying to not spill any of
my cum on the bed clothes.

Bart just kept fucking me and I didn't try to stop him even though I had
cum and it was beginning to hurt, I just took it, took the fucking I had
initiated.  Not knowing what else to do, I put my hand to my face and I ate
it.  I ate my own cum.  I couldn't have it leaking all over the place and
getting us in trouble!

 He was spooning me, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck.  I
felt so incredibly girly and submissive, trapped by his hot body which was
reacting instinctively to the process of a cock having found a warm hole.
I licked my palm clean as he used me, it made me feel really submissive.
He fucked for a few minutes more, and then froze and I swear I could feel
him squirting inside me.

Bart started snoring again and his soft cock slipped out of my ass.  I felt
disappointed, I had enjoyed it inside me.  He had his arm over me and I
felt trapped but it was a good feeling.  I stayed that way for a few
minutes, but then I felt his cum start to seep out of me.  I clenched my
cheeks and quietly, carefully, slipped out of bed.

Thank god it was late and the house was quiet.  I had to do something
because I wasn't sure I could hold any more of Bart's cum in me without
dripping all over their carpeting.  I peered out the bedroom door, and
since the coast was clear I ran to the bathroom and locked the door.  I sat
on the pottie like any other time I went to the bathroom, but all I did was
fart a little and globs of hot cum dripped into the bowl.  After a few
minutes I wiped and flushed and looked in the mirror.  I actually looked
kind of cute in the nightie, I thought.  I wondered how I would look in it
with makeup, if I would be pretty.

Anyway, back to reality.  I felt some more cum escape my sore bottom and I
looked into the cabinet there in the bathroom, looking for something to sop
up the secretions without staining panties or sheets.  I found a bag of
cotton puffs, but there, behind them was something that just screamed out
at me.  Tampons!

I pulled one of the packets from the box and opened it.  It wasn't
difficult to figure out what to do, and I did what real girls do, I plugged
my hole.  I focused on the white string hanging between my legs, it was
reflected in the mirror and despite just shooting a big load of goo, my
little cock got very hard.  I know I should have been ashamed, but the more
I realized what a girl I was becoming, the more excited it made me.