Date: Tue, 1 Jul 2008 08:02:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Charles Rocket <rockett42dd@yahoo.com>
Subject: Memoirs of a Cross Dresser Pt. 3

I wish I could say that her prediction came true but alas teenagers do not
always have control over their immediate future.  Life has a way of
interfering with the plans of youth.  Parents are the main conspirators in
changing our life.  Mine were the key this time but, not until later.

I held her before we went out the door, I could swear that she ground a
little agaisnt the erection that was pressing in my shorts.  We kissed and
left holding hands.  I was full of joy over what had happen and I was full
of confusion because my thought should be completely occupied by Nancy and
yet they were occupied with James.  For I wanted to try Nancy's neat little
trick on his hard cock.  I saw my self dressed up and kneeling between his
legs with his erection in my mouth!

As we slowly walked back toward our houses we held hands in silence.  She
would squeeze my hand and I would squeeze hers back.  We were in no hurry
to get there.  Our heads full of our own thoughts.  Mine of Nancy, nude,
luscious on the mat, and of James, nude and waiting for his lover to take
him in his mouth!

-Does this mean we are going steady now?  I asked quietly as we stopped at
the end of the trees just before breaking out into the open.

-Do you want to?  She said turning to look at me.

-I...I..suppose so.  I said with little conviction.  I was thinking if
James, of Libby, of Barbara, of other girls.

-Well, I don't think you are ready to do that with me.  She said looking at
me like no other girl had ever done.  I could see her love for me, I could
see her honesty, I could see knowledge far beyond her years.  She leaned up
a kissed me on the lips and held me close for a few moments.

-Don't worry Dougy, I'm not about to let you get away.  She said softly,
Plus we can play more of our game too!

I was quiet.  I didn't know what to say.  Nancy was so far ahead of me it
wasn't funny.  I was barely catching on to what she already knew.  To this
day she is the most amazing woman I have ever known.

We walked the rest of the way slightly apart, to give no hint of what we
had been doing or what we were feeling.  I still had the erection partly
from her and partly from thinking of James.  Ah yes dear sweet James how
was I going to get him in private so I could show him my new trick?

-I'll see you later Dougy, Nancy said as she opened the gate to the fence
that separated our yards.  I had a lot of fun today!

I watched her as she walked away.  The movement of her behind in the light
sun dress.  The shape of her legs as she walked.  My heart pressed hard in
my chest, my brain was fuzzy, my cock jerking in my shorts.

I went inside and ran up to my room.  I shut the door, I had my shorts down
before I hit the bed.  I reached for my erection and began to stroked it,
to tease it with my fingers.  With my other hand I toyed with my tight
balls.  I sighed, closing my eyes with images of Nancy's naked body before
me.  I began to stroke myself and as I did the image of Nancy soon faded.
Replaced by James lying naked, cock up and hard, waiting for me, his lover.
It took little time before I was cuming.  Hot splashed of cum falling on my
belly, covering my hand, slackening my cock.  I had to bite my lip to keep
from crying out.  My orgasm was deep and hard, yet it did little to quell
the desire that was still burning in me

I got up, hobbling to the bathroom with my shorts around my ankles.  I
grabbed a wash cloth and cleaned myself up.  I then went to the upstairs
phone that was on the landing that separated the three bedrooms.  I called
James and asked him what was up.  We talked for a time promising to get
together this evening after dinner.  I whispered that I wanted to get see
him in private.  He chuckled that he could do it tomorrow.  I told him
wasn't sure that I could but I would let him know tonight.  He said great
and then real low asked if his honey's cock was hard?  I felt myself blush
and nodded yes before I realized I needed to speak, I told him yes it was.
He said good I like it that way and hung up.

I went back to my bedroom and lay on the bed hoping to take a nap before
mom called me to dinner.  How was I going to find away to meet with James
tomorrow?  Mom was home most day's and if she left it wasn't for very long.
I mean we could go down to the workshop where I had taken Nancy but it
wasn't easy transporting the lingerie that I would wear.  Besides, when I
dressed up I liked being in the bedroom, I found that incredibly sexy.

I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, my hands behind my head.  I slowly
reviewed my days experience.  The contemplation of Nancy and James as, dare
I say, lovers was very confusing and very exciting at the same time.  This
time I didn't dwell on the dilemma of liking both men and women.  I
accepted that.  After all my action sure showed that I did.

I drifted off to sleep with a vision of Nancy undressing in front of me,
then kneeling between my legs to take me in her mouth.  My nap was a fitful
one.  I had dreams of James hard prick in my hand, then in my mouth.  I was
wearing Nancy's clothes, even those panties I loved.  My cock seemed harder
and bigger than ever and so did James.  I was kneeling by the bed and he
was laying there his legs off the side.  I had long brown hair and was
fully made up.  My red lipstick left traces on the shaft of his cock as I
kissed up and down the shaft.  I stroked him and sucked him into my mouth.
It was like I had done it a thousand times.  His hardness felt so
comfortable in my wet mouth.  Next to James was Nancy only she was wearing
my shorts and t-shirt.  Her hard nipples visible agaisnt the white fabric
and her breasts seemed awfully large.  She was watching me, a hot smile on
her lips, her eyes burning with excitement.

I was acutely aware of my surroundings, of James and Nancy.  It was like
they were in hyper focus, so crystal clear that I thought if I touched them
they would shatter into a million pieces.  James was calling me honey and
begging me to make him feel good.  His cock seemed to grow larger and
larger, so big I couldn't believe I had all of him in my mouth.  I could
taste a tartness as he leaked cum.  Nancy was rubbing his chest and telling
me to suck him like she had showed me.  To make him feel good.  Her breasts
had seemed to grow larger.  Her face more mature.  Her nipples like knife
points against the t-shirt.

My own cock was throbbing to a wild beat of passion I had never
experienced.  My panties, Nancy's panties, were wet with my seeping.  My
balls ached with need for release.  I was feeling James prick grow hotter
and hotter.  Nancy had risen up on her knees, her eyes staring at me, her
lips moving with words that I could not hear or comprehend.  I looked at
James who was staring down at me over his rampant cock and then back at
Nancy.  Her shorts were gone, she had a vee of rich womanly curls between
her legs and her hands were on her hips which she pushed forward as if
daring one of us to do something.

I was moaning over James cock, knowing he was close, knowing he would soon
explode, wondering what I would do when he did.  Then I heard a voice, a
calling way back in the corner of the room.  It seemed to grow louder and
louder at a steady pace.  Nancy looked in the direction of the voice and
then James.  I released him from my mouth and held his huge cock in my
hand.  Turning my head to see what was being said.  Who was calling me.

It was my name, someone was calling my name.  The voice was louder now,
clear and distinctive.  I tried to turn from it to go back to my lover but
I couldn't.  I couldn't detach myself from the voice.  I turned to Nancy
and she was gone, only the shorts on the bed to indicate anyone had been
there and I felt James cock leave my hand and I tried to grip it tighter to
hold on but it and he were gone.  I was kneeling holding empty space.

The voice finally shattered my dream and I awoke, groggy, trying to focus,
wanting the dream back, not the voice calling me.  Finally completely awake
I heard a knock on my door, then it opened and she was standing there.

-Dougy wake up.  Dinner's ready.  She said standing at the door looking at
me.

-Oh, yeah, ok mom, ok.  Sorry I was really asleep.  I be right there.  I
said rolling onto my side, realizing to late that I was erect and had lost
my shorts.

With a cry I rolled back on my stomach.  Waiting for her to say something,
to scold me.

-Hurry up on your dinner will be cold.  She said turning to leave, Oh and
don't forget to put your shorts on young man.  You can't come to the dinner
table like that.

-Uh, yeah, sure. Sorry.  Let me wash up and I will be right there mom.  I
said.

She closed the door and I heard her move down the stairs.  Oh god I thought
my mom say me with a hard on!  Great shit in the summer time how can I look
at her again.  Jeeze Louise, my own mother saw my pecker and it was hard!

I quickly got up from the bed, grabbed the shorts, headed to the bathroom.
I washed my face and hands bringing myself back to full consciousness but
doing little to relieve the mighty erection I was still sporting.  Even
though I was mortified that mom had seen me nude, and with a hard on.  I
wanted to get off.  I wanted to relieve the pressure that was growing.

I stood before the mirror looking at my reflection.  I could see my cock
standing proud agaisnt my belly.  I reached down and grasped it and began
to stroke myself.  I closed my eyes and began to relive as much of the
dream as I could and it took little time until I was cuming all over the
sink, the floor and my hand.  Oh boy did that feel good, so good.  With a
deep sigh I released myself, I grabbed my wash cloth wet it and cleaned
myself up and the sink and floor.  I was just pulling up my shorts when mom
called me again.

I bolted through the door and down the stairs where she was waiting.  As I
went by her I felt her hand stroke my hair affectionately.  I went into the
dining room where dad and my sister were already sitting.  Dad smiled at me
and said how do sport!  I grinned at him and began to pull my chair out.

-Hey twerp your barn door is open!  My sister snarled at me.

I looked at her not registering what she was talking about.  I heard Dad
admonish her.

-Weirdo your fly is open.  You are such a twerp!  She snarled again.

I almost lashed out at her but stopped remembering my dad's advice not to
give into her.  The less I reacted the madder it made her.

-Wow thanks sis.  Boy how embarrassing!  I said zipping up as I sat down.

Mom brought in the meat loaf and sat down.  Dad said grace and we dug in.
As mom paced the green beans she looked at my sister and said she hoped
that this was not going to be another battle royale between sis and me.

-Not me mom, I like sis.  So count me out!  I smiled speaking in my most
perfect, respectful, phony voice.

-Dough.  Dad said.  -Yeah you idiot.  My sister said.

-Jane that will be enough.  You hear me.  Dad said, his voice with that
edge that said you better hear me or you will wish you did.

-Yes Dad.  Jane said giving me a glare which I just smiled sweetly at.

Dinner went pretty much as normal.  Good, wholesome southern style food.
Mom and dad talking.  Sis and I glaring at each other between mouthfuls of
food.  Nothing out of the ordinary.

To hear Jane and I go at each other you would never know that we really did
like each other.  Sure we fought like cats and dogs all the time.  She
thought I was a dork, which in some ways were true.  I was a guy, I was a
teenager, I had a natural dorkiness that came with the territory.  I
thought she was a stuck up, nose in the air, princess who was far to proud
of herself.  But let anyone or anything come between us, mistreat one of
us, be mean to us and we were jumping into the middle of the fight to
protect each other.

Later, as we grew older we became great friends.  We still are.  Our
families spend as much time as we can together and we talk at least once a
week.  Years ago I told her one evening after we had shared a couple
bottles of wine that I use dress up in her clothes.  That I still liked to
wear women's lingerie.  She claimed that she knew about it all the time.  I
told she did not, that I was very careful.  She said that I was very
careful but, that she saw James and I together one day.

I almost spit my wine out.  I told her that couldn't have happen.  She said
maybe I thought so, but it did.  She came home and heard us in the bedroom.
I was dressed in her bra and panties and was jerking off James.  She
watched for a few moments and almost came in.  But thought better of it and
went back out of the house.  She said at first she was afraid I was gay but
then I dated and chased so many girls, and kept all those pictures of women
hidden in the bookcase that she just figured I was going through some kind
of phase.

Of course that didn't stop her from giving me hell every chance she got!
After I got over the embarrassment of knowing my sister knew way back then
we had a great laugh about it.  I wondered out loud if mom or dad knew.
She said she really didn't think so.

So, our childhood tussles would lead to a deep friendship in later years.
But, back then it was a match of wits, pranks (like when I would fix the
bathroom door so you would think it locked but it really didn't.  Sis would
be in the bath tub and I would charge fifty cents for my friends to barge
in on her and get a good look at the bosomy princess I call my sister.
Trouble with that prank that you could only fain ignorance so many times
before it became obvious that you were up to something), but hey it was all
in good fun.

As we ate I was thinking of Nancy, James and the gang that would soon be
gathering for our night of kick the can, hide n' seek, war, night wiffle
ball or some other game until our parents called us all home.  I knew mom
would have lemonade or soft drinks, cookies or something out on the patio
for us.  She always did.  While my mom was not voted the sexiest mom of the
gang she was voted the best mom and cook!  I took great pride in the fact
that the gang thought my parents were the tops!

I was trying to figure some way for James and I to get together the next
day.  I was dwelling on how I could get the clothes out of the house with
out notice (and back in.)  I was also wondering if Nancy would want to fool
around some more too.  Ah the weight that lays on young mans mind!  During
my mental calculations I heard something about a trip to the capitol city
tomorrow.

I looked up to see the lovely flaring snarl of my dear sister and to hear
her say.

-Yeah who wants a creep like him with us!

-Jane, that is enough.  One more comment like that and you'll stay home.
Dad said without raising his voice but putting just enough edge to let her
know he was serious.

-What...What!  I said looking at them.

-Doughy, you father has business in ---------- tomorrow so we thought we
would make a trip of it and all go and stay at a nice hotel.  Doesn't that
sound like fun?

-Is she going?  I said glancing at my sister.

-Of course Doughy.  While your dad is at his meetings your sister and I
will go shopping for new clothes.  After all she is going away to college
in the fall and she will need new things.  You can tag along with us and
then we will go back to the hotel in time for you to swim.  How's that
sound?  Mom said, I could hear the hopefulness in her voice.  The hope that
I would not make some crack and would go willingly.

Oh boy what a fun time!  I can't wait to go shopping with mom and the
princess.  Gee golly what fun!  I thought to may self.  I would have rather
had to run away from the killer shrews with out the oil can for protection
than to shop with my mom and sister.  Yes I would love to hang around in
the lingerie section of the department stores but hey, it is hard to look
around and drool over all the sexy things with them around.

-Mom. Does he have to go!  Please!  He will be such a pain.  I want us to
go together to shop, not take the little twerp with us.  My sister pleaded.

-Doughy, what do you think.  Can you go and be good.  My mom said looking
at me.

I knew what she wanted to hear.  But, hell I big plans for tomorrow.  The
biggest being James cock!  I didn't want to go to ------!  Sure trips are
fun and I love to go on them.  But not this time.

-I hope you will want to go son.  We can have a great time.  I'll try to
get out of the meeting early and maybe you and I can catch a game.  I know
the team is having a four game stand this week.

-Honey, he has to go, he can't stay here by himself.  My mom said.

-Well, I said, I would like to go... I started.

-Oh great, this will be swell time!  My sister interrupted.

-but, I continued, the gang has a game tomorrow agaisnt the guys on Bixter
Ave.  It's pretty important.  They creamed us last time and we want to get
back at them.  So, if I could stay, I mean I would really like to go, but
you know I'm second base so it is pretty important game for us.

-Well, tell you what sport.  Dad said, We'll call Billy's mom and if she
say's its ok to stay with them then you can stay.  But if she can't you'll
have to go and miss the big game.  Ok?

-Uh, yeah sure.  That sounds ok.  I nodded.

-Honey are you sure.  We'll be gone over night.  What if something happens.
I'm not so sure...Mom trailed off looking worried.  Sis was looking scared
that I would tag along.

-Listen, he is over there all the time as it is, or they are all over here.
It will be fine.  That way you and Jane can take all the time you need to
shop.  Why don't you call Mae after dinner and see what she says.  Dad said
reaching over to pat mom's hand.

-Ok, but if she say's no he' going with us.

-Agreed.  Oh, Dough, after supper meet me on the patio.  I want to talk to
you about something.  Ok?  Dad said looking at me.

-Uh, yeah sure dad.  I said not hiding my worry very well.  What the heck
have I done now I thought.

-Don't worry sport, it's nothing bad I just want to talk a little.  Ok.

-Sure.  I said.

-Is this where you will tell him he's adopted and has to go back to the
orphanage.  My sister said giggling.

-Jane, after I talk to him I will be up to your room to talk to you.
Enough is enough!

-But...

-Jane.  Dad said.  Jane said nothing just looked down at her plate, her
face red.

Hot damn! I thought.  They would leave early.  You always left early to go
to ------.  My dilemma about getting with James was solved!  I couldn't
wait to tell him!

I looked at my empty plate and asked to be excused.  As I got up I looked
at sis who seemed to be very happy and hopeful that I wasn't coming.

-Hey sis, you know the circus is coming to town next week?  I said pushing
my chair under the table.

-Yes I know stupid.  Why...I'm sure not going to take you and your creepy
little friends!

-Oh that's ok, I don't want you to.  I wanted to tell you that I saw that
they were looking for help in the paper today.  Seems they are looking for
a new fat lady for the sideshow, so I sent them your picture.  I'm sure
they will call you.  You are a shoe in for that job!

With that witty rejoinder I bolted out of dining room.  I heard her call
Dad as I hit the kitchen running and slammed out the back door and was down
the back stairs to the patio before he could say a word!

I sat in one of the aluminum framed chairs with canvas backs and seat.  I
waited for my dad to come out.  I stared over our large deep back yard.
The garage to the left at the end of a long sloping drive.  The large
walnut trees behind it that dropped hundreds and hundreds of walnuts every
year that I would peel open and clean selling them door to door in the
neighborhood.  My hands stained from the juice of the rind that surrounded
the nuts.

The back yard was terraced in three large areas.  The first just below the
large patio to the garage, the next a grassy yard that bordered the raised
foundation of the garage and had our tree house in the back.  The next was
bordered on the left by a row of large hedges that separated a narrow lane
that went down to the workshop and was a continuation of the driveway at
one time.  But time and gardening had reduced it width to the point that it
as to narrow for a vehicle.  At the back of the last terrace was a large
brick barbeque with two brick tables.  The end of the yard was a garden
that at one time my grand father had raised vegetables and flowers in.  Now
it was just overgrown with weeds, wild grape vines hanging from the line of
large oaks and the graves of two dogs we had had, Charlie and Bo.

Pretty soon I heard dad walking down the steps and then he was sitting in
the matching chair beside me.  He placed a bowl of chocolate ice cream on
the round glass top table between us.  I could see him settled his tall,
slim frame in the chair out of the corner of my eye.

-You left in such a hurry you forgot desert.  He smiled nodding to the ice
cream.

-Thanks pop.  I said reaching for it.  I'm sorry for giving it to sis.

-Oh no your not!  He laughed.  But, it is nice of you to say so.  Between
you and me you really got her good.  I had a hard time not laughing.  She
was furious with you though.  So I'm sure you'll pay for it some way.  And
when you do don't come cryin' to me for help.

-Yeah, it was a good one wasn't it.  I laughed and he joined me.

-But son, that is what I want to talk to you about.  You need to try and
get along with her better.  I know she can be a real pain, trust me, I
know.  But she is feeling very grown up getting ready to go off to college
and all.  So remember that it's better to ignore her, or be nice, that will
drive her crazier than making some wise crack.  Ok?

-Ok dad.  I'll try.  But its hard sometime, I mean she can be really mean.
I said.

-I know, your mom is going to talk with her about it.  He said.  Are you
sure you don't want to go with us tomorrow?  We could have some guy time
together.

-I know dad, it would be fun.  But I promised the gang and we really need
to beat the pants off those guys!  I said.

Besides that I want some time to suck my friends cock and I can't do that
with all of you around!  No I didn't say that, but I thought it!

Dad and I talk for a few more minutes until I heard Nancy's voice call out
as she came through the gate.  She walked up on the patio looking
especially good in a pair of yellow shorts and a matching yellow top that
came just above the waist of her shorts.  Her flat tan belly exposed as she
moved.  Her dark blonde hair was in pony tail and I would swear she was
wearing make up.  But it could have been the light or it could have been
me.  She looked gorgeous.

I felt that old burning sensation in my groin and knew I was about to be
hard in about second!  Swing, I was hard.

-Hi, Nancy how are you.  Dad said smiling at her.

-Oh I'm fine Mr. ------.  She smiled sweetly.  Am I interrupting?

-Oh, no I was just getting ready to go in.  Dough and I were just talking.
He said getting up.  He grabbed our bowls and headed for the back stairs.
Dough remember what I said and you guys let us know if you go anywhere else
tonight.  Ok?

-Ok dad.  I will try to be nicer.  I said after him.

-Good.  That's all I ask.  He said and then I heard the screen door shut.

-Everything ok?  Nancy asked.  Sitting where dad had been.

-Oh yeah.  My sister is being her usual rotten self.  Dad wants me to quit
provoking her.

-Oh, that's so weird, she is always so nice to me.  Nancy said looking out
over the back yard.

-You're a girl and your not her twerpy brother.  Those are pluses in her
book!  I said.

-I really had fun today.  She said quietly.  Did you.

-Are you kidding!  I said looking directly at her.  That was the most
fantastic thing ever.  You are so beautiful.

-You think I am?  She said shyly.

-Oh Nancy you know you are.  You know you drive all the guys crazy,
especially me!  I said.  You look really pretty tonight too!

Hey, I was learning.  I knew when to compliment and when to shut up.  This
was compliment time I was pretty sure.

-Thanks.  She smiled looking down at her feet.  The were crossed at her
ankles in white keds.  So you think...maybe...we could do it again?

-I would love to do it again!  I said and almost said how about right now!

-I wrote about us in my diary.  She said.

Somehow I realized that was a big thing she was admitting.  I knew she kept
one because she would mention occasionally but she would never talk about
it.  Even to me.  If I asked what she put in it, she would just say things,
personal things.

-Really.  You wrote about me?  I said.  Somehow it made my heart want to
dance, but it couldn't so my cock did instead.  Rhumba anyone?

-Yeah, I always write about you.  But don't ask what I write, that's
private.  Nancy said.

-Ok I won't.  I said.  Wishing I knew what she was writing.

-Don't worry Doughy It's all good that I write about you.  She smiled and
quickly leaned over and kissed my cheek.

I almost fell out of my chair with surprise.  Forget the Rhumba hell we
were doing the Mambo!!

I was just getting ready to ask if we could slip off some where when I
heard James and Billy behind us calling my name.  Damn, I really was
disappointed.

Nancy answered for us and soon we were talking and laughing with Billy and
James and then the rest of the gang showed up and we started playing some
night wiffle ball.  Later that evening Nancy, Billy, James and I were
sitting under the room extension that came out over the patio watching some
tv.

Billy was curled up on the glider sleeping as usual.  Nancy yawned and said
she was going to go home.  She asked if I would walk her over.  I jumped up
and walked with her to the gate, through the gate and onto the small back
porch.  There was a back light that lit up the yard and porch pretty well.
Nancy grabbed my hand and pulled me into the shadows.

I stubbled but followed her.  She held me very tight, her head pressed to
my chest.  I could smell flowers in her hair, feel her hot breath agaisnt
my chest.  I bent and kissed the top of her head.  Drinking in the
freshness of her.  I pressed my erection against her belly and heard a soft
giggle from her.  Nancy turned her head to me and we kissed, long and hard
and excited.

We kissed and held each other for a brief period.  She then softly pushed
me away and said she had to go in.  Her final words before shutting the
door behind her was..  -Oh Doughy I love you so.

I stood there for looking at the closed door.  The bugs flying around the
light in a desperate attempt of hope.  My heart pounding.  My head
swimming.  My feelings torn.

I went back and sat next to James.  He looked at me smiling.

-Nancy, really likes you.  He said.

-Uh...yeah I think she does.  I answered.

-So.  He said

-So...so I don't know.  I said stretching my legs out before me.
Everyone's going to be gone tomorrow.  Can we have some time?

-I know.  Your Mom called.  I guess you are staying with us.  He said.  Do
you have something in mind?

-You know I do.  I think you will like it.  I said looking at him.

-You know I already like it.  He grinned.  So how does all this square with
Nancy?

-James, I don't know.  I said staring at the tv but not seeing it.  I
really like what we do.  I like it a lot as a matter of fact.  But, I
really like being with Nancy.  It is very confusing.  I feel...I don't know
what to feel.  When we are, you know, playing around it is so great.  Then
when I'm with Nancy it is so great too.

-So are you doing things with Nancy?  He asked

-Well...yeah, sort of.  Nothing as far as what we do.  I lied.

-So you aren't going to tell me what it is you and Nancy do?  He said.

-No...I don't think I should.  I mean you don't tell me what you and Gayle
do, right.

-Yeah.  Right.  It can be weird.  I know what you mean.  He said, I better
get Billy home.  I'll see you tomorrow.

James got up shook his brother and they headed home.  I sat there watching
them disappear into the dark up our drive.  I looked at Nancy's house, her
bedroom light was on.  I wondered if she was writing in her diary or if she
was playing with herself.  Did she do that?  I assumed she did.  I knew all
the guys did, heck I had seen them do it.  So why shouldn't she.

I stared at her window for a long time and when the light went out I got up
turned the tv off and went to bed.  But I didn't sleep.  Thoughts of Nancy
were soon pushed aside with thoughts of James.  I lay in bed watching the
shadows on the wall created by the bright moon thorough my window.  My mind
full of what tomorrow would bring.  I thought of what I would wear for
James and what I would do.

My dreams were much like the one I had during the afternoon.  Mixed up and
crazy.  Full of heat, sex and nervousness.  Full of images both crystal
clear and foggy.  Full of voices that made little or no sense and some that
were clear as a bell.

I awoke to the sound of my sister in the bathroom.  My cock hard.  My head
fuzzy from a restless night.  I reached under the covers and began to play
with my cock.  I closed my eyes, picturing me dressed up with James and his
cock.  I stroked myself with no intention of cuming.  I wanted to wait.  I
wanted to be ready for later.  Finally I heard sis close her door and I
rushed for the bathroom.  I locked the doors and jumped into the shower.

After dressing I ran down stairs and poured a bowl of cereal, eating as
fast as I could.  I wanted to be gone before they left.  Just as I grabbed
by glove to run out the door, mom called me back to the kitchen.  I sat
down and listen to her long list of do's and don'ts, where the emergency
number was, that I was to mind Mrs.---- as if it was mom talking, that I
was to stay close and not run all over town, etc., etc.  After what seemed
like a hour she told me to give her a kiss and to say goodbye to dad before
I left.  She also told me good luck with the game.  I kissed her goodbye
and ran upstairs to see dad.  He was tying his tie as I entered.  We talked
for a few moments and he slipped me a five dollar bill, which was like a
hundred today and told me to be good and to be safe.  I ran out the door
with the five burning in my pocket and my mind fixed on James.

As soon as everyone had left I went back into the house.  I called James
and told him to come on over, that he should just come in and meet me in my
room.  I then went into mom's room stripping off my t shirt and shorts,
kicking off my keds.  I knew what I wanted to wear.  I had been planning it
ever since Nancy slipped me in her mouth and I knew that James was going to
be my first, the one to crack my virgin mouth!

With trembling hands, pounding heart, blood rushing in my ears I opened the
first drawer to reveal the silky wonders.  The drawer was full of bras of
different shapes and colors.  I moved them around looking for a specific
one, my favorite.  Touching each of the bras as I looked brought tiny
shocks to my skin like they were alive and were trying to get my attention.
I found the one I wanted, a black lace bra, with scalloped lace trim.  I
slipped it on, hooked it, adjusted the straps and then opened the drawer
that held stockings, garter belts and girdles.  I filled the cups with
stockings until they were firm and jutted properly.

I slipped on the matching garter belt, adjusting it so the small red rose
was centered perfectly above my hard, jutting cock.  I could see the tiny
drops of pre cum slipping from the swollen, red head.  I wanted to grab
myself and stroke my cock, I was barely able to keep from doing just that.
My cock seemed to burn, it was so full of anticipation.

I pulled on dark seamed stockings up, making sure the seams were straight,
thankful that I was much taller than my mother so the stocking fit good.  I
gasped as I fitted the stocking onto the shiny metal clasps of the garter
belt.  Something about hooking them on made my cock twitch and my heart
skip a beat.

I hooked front and back and made sure the black ribbons that covered the
clasps were flat and perfect.  I stood and looked at my reflection in my
mom's dresser mirror.  The bra looked good I thought, the cups pointed and
full.  The stockings and garter belt also brought a smile to my trembling
lips.  I watched as my cock jerked and danced before me.  The head shining
with fluid.

I then put on a pair of very sheer black panties with lace trim that
matched the bra and garter belt.  The material was very sheer and my cock
pressed agaisnt the material, the drops of pre cum wetting the front.
Again I looked at myself, turning this way and that, loving the way I
looked in the sexy lingerie, loving the way if felt agaisnt my skin, my
cock, my balls, my behind.  I turned and looked over my shoulder at my
reflection, I could see the round hard cheeks of my behind through the
material, the dimples at each side when I squeezed my ass muscles.

I closed the drawer and opened another.  This one full of slips, half slips
and the sort.  I found a long half slip that was trimmed in delicate white
lace, another favorite.  I pulled it up until the waist was over the bra
making it into pretty dress.  Again I stared at my reflection, liking it
even more.  Feeling my excitement corse through me like a stampede of wild
horses.  I rubbed my hands up and down my body, trying to be seductive,
thinking I was, imagining myself dressed up with James at the movies, in
the balcony, kissing him, letting him under my dress.  I heard a loud moan
and realized it was me.

I went to moms junk jewelry box and picked a faux pearl necklace and
earrings (the old clip kind, not to many pieced ears back then).  I wished
I had a wig to wear, that would have been great, but alas mom, nor my
sister, wore anything like that.  I was tempted to wear one of mom's hats.
She had this little round one that was black with a veil that I like to
wear but I was never real comfortable in it so I decided to just top off
with some red lipstick.  As I was applying the lipstick I heard James
coming up the stairs and go into my room.

-Dough you here.  He asked.

-Yeah I will be there in a minute I'm getting ready.

-Oh great...I can't wait...He said.  I heard my bedroom door close.

-Me too!  I called out.

My hands were shaking, my heart beating so hard I thought it could be heard
down the street.  My cock was hard and tight, it seemed to throb with a
rhythm I had never felt before.  My body was hot, my vision seemed to come
in and out of focus.  I looked at myself one last time and approved of my
reflection.  I quickly crossed the hall from mom's room to my own and with
a trembling hand I opened my bedroom door, stepping in.

There James was.  Lying on my bed totally naked.  His lean, muscled body
sculpted.  He was laying with his arms folded above him, his head resting
on them.  His cock stood like a Greek god before me.  Jutting up along his
flat belly, from the rich curls of his pubic hair that made a small run up
to his navel.  His legs crossed at the ankles.  I stood drinking him in
like I had never done before.  Let my eyes move up and down his handsome
body.  His balls lay on top of his thighs, they were loose in their suede
like sack.

I knew I was in love with this boy.  I loved his face, his voice, his body,
his cock.  I could hardly walk as I stood there.  I remembered to reach and
lock the door.  I saw James look at me.  His eyes moving up and down
slowly.  He was smiling.  I saw his beautiful cock twitch and took that as
a good sign.

-Wow honey you look great.  He said raising up, turning to rest on his
side.

I watched his cock move with a fluttering heart.  His balls hung below his
cock.  I like that very much.

-Turn around, let me see all of you!  He said softly.

I slowly turned around and let him look at me.

-Boy, you look really swell!  Really great.  I love your dress and I really
like the pearls.  Come here I want to kiss your lipstick off!

With shaky legs I walked in the high heels to my lover.  My eyes could not
leave the hard length of his cock.  He seemed so big, so fat, his balls
seemed to move as if they were vibrating.  I found myself wondering how big
he was, then thinking I really didn't care.  I just loved his cock.  It was
a smooth white shaft, with tiny blue and red veins visible beneath the taut
skin.  It rose like a alabaster pillar, capped with a angry red helmet like
head.  I could see the pre cum oozing from the tip.  I wanted to bend and
clean it from him.

I reached the edge of the bed and stood there looking at him.  Trying to
control the tremors breaking through me like waves on a beach.  I wondered
if he would let me measure his cock, then I lost the thought as he reached
for me and began to run his hands up the inside of my slim thighs.  I cried
out when he touched me.

-Ah honey your beautiful like this.  He said, you've never dressed up this
much.

I loved it when he called me honey.  Even to this day, so many years later
when I hear that word I am immediately drawn back to James, to James and
our love making.

-I wanted this to be special.  I managed to get out, trying to sound girl
like.

-Uhmm, he said moving his hand under the hem of my slip dress.  It is very
special.  You said you were going to show me something?

-Yeah, I will.  I said.  But...

Suddenly I felt fear stab me.  What if he hated what I was going to do,
what if he didn't want that, what if he was going to tell everyone?  It was
like a cold rush of water flowed over me.  Would he tell, would he do that?

-What's the matter honey.  He said letting his hand rest on my leg.

-James, you promise that you wont tell anyone about this, about what we do.
I said looking at him, looking for assurance in his face.  You promise no
one, absolutely no one knows about us and this.

My voice was trembling.  No matter how bad I wanted it, and I did want it,
I was still fearful.  I needed a promise, I needed to know that my secret,
our secret was safe.  I know it was a crazy time to feel this way but I was
feeling it and needed it.

-Ah, honey you know I promised.  He said softly taking me by my hands,
holding them.  I haven't and I won't tell a soul!  No body.  This is our
time, this is our fun.  No one will ever know from me.  Ok?

-Ok.  I'm sorry, I would die if anyone found out.  I said.

-Don't worry, I would die too.  Now where were we honey.

His voice was soft, like a caress.  I shook in excitement.  My cock was
screaming in the panties.

-Show me what's under your dress.  He smiled reaching to flip the hem.

With deep sigh I lifted the hem of my slip dress up around my bra.  He
smiled looking at my lingerie, seeing the excitement of my cock.

-Oh honey you look so sexy.  Come on let me cuddle you.

I climbed on the bed and he pulled me down on top of him.  His hands began
to caress my back, up and down, then to my ass where he gripped each firm
cheek in his hands and squeezed. I could feel the heat of his cock through
my slip dress and the panties.  He was kissing me all over my face and
neck.  I was trying to return the kisses, my hands holding the side of his
face.  He found my lips and we kissed deep and hard.  My voice was gone,
all I could do was mew and sigh.  I felt his tongue, eager in my mouth, and
my own searched out his.

He was rubbing agaisnt me.  I could feel his cock moving, bumping mine.  We
stayed like that for what seemed the longest time.  Then I figured it was
now or never.  I pushed agaisnt him and moved to kneel between his legs.
He looked up at me smiling, thinking I was ready to stroke him and I was.
But I was also ready to make love to his sweet cock.

I reached out for him.  Taking him in my hand I began to stroke his hard
length, loving the smooth, hot, heat of his cock.  Letting my hand move up
his shaft to bounce against the head.  I watched the reaction on his face
as I caressed him like I had so many times before.  He was watching my
hand, a look of utter satisfaction on his face.  The I raised up slightly
on my knees bent forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth.

He cried out in surprise but did not try to stop me.  I looked up at him
and he had the most amazed look on his face that I had ever seen.

His cock head was the hottest, smoothest sensation I had ever had in my
mouth.  I could taste the salty drops of pre cum.  I sucked the head, doing
just as Nancy had done to me.  I let my tongue lick over and over it.  From
the first second of contact with this lovely prick I loved it!

I released him from my mouth and holding him I began to lick his shaft up
and down.  I went from watching him watch me love his cock to eyes clothes
losing myself in what I was doing.

I moved back up and took him back in my mouth.  I sucked the length of him
in as far as I could.  I felt the gag reflex and slipped him back up until
just his head was in my mouth.  He was moaning and moving his hips as I
sucked him.  I remembered what Nancy had done.  I stroked him while I
sucked him.  Moving my hand and mouth in rhythm.

James was really reacting.  I could hear his ragged breathing, his moaning.
The thought of what I was doing, that he was liking it so much made my own
passion rise, my cock seemed as hard as a rock and throbbed, demanding to
be caressed.  But I ignored it.  I was lost in the feel of this hot, hard
cock in my mouth, the feel of it in my hand, the incredible power of what I
was doing.

-Oh, oh honey, honey make me feel good, make me feel good.  James moaned,
the signal that he was close, very close to exploding.

-Oh yes, honey, yes, oh, oh he moaned again.

Not really knowing any better I released him from my mouth but I continued
to stroke him like I always did.  He arched his hips and with a cry he
exploded!  He sent a long rope of cum shooting into the air that was
followed by another and another, he seemed to cum forever.  He covered his
belly, his cock, my hand, his balls like never before.  I kept stroking
him, letting the slippery cum make my hand move even faster on him.
Finally with a long moan he reached down and grabbed my hand stopping me.

I looked at him and he pulled me down on him, kissing me over and over
again.

-Wow, oh wow that was..that was..., James said unable to finish.

-Oh honey that was incredible!  Incredible!  Where did you learn that?  He
asked hugging me.  I could feel the limp strength of his cock against my
own hardness.

I was caught by surprise.  I couldn't tell him where I had learned that.
No way Jose!  Not on your life.  So I lied.

-I don't know.  I just remember seeing those pictures you had, you know of
women doing that and I thought I would give it a try.  Did I do ok!  I said
shyly.

-Oh honey, oh did you do ok?  Holy cow you were great!  He said hugging me.
Kissing me some more.  Finally he rolled me over on my back and slipped his
hand under the slip dress.  He found my aching cock and touched it through
my panties.  I cried out and thought I would cum just from his touch.

Regrettably James did not return my favor to him.  He was content to just
stroke me until I came.  He never did suck me, yet after that day he wanted
me to do it more and more.  Yeah, I know men!

As a matter of fact I got rather good at it.  I got to the point that I
could almost take all of him in my mouth and I got to know just when he was
going to cum and I would release him and jerk him until her exploded.  It
would be awhile before I would let someone, other than a girl, cum in my
mouth.

James pushed my slip dress off.  I lay back down and he pulled the waist of
the panties down, tucking it under my tight balls.  He began to stroke my
cock as he played with my bra tits.  He bent his head and sucked the tips
of my bra tits in his mouth.  Needless to say it took only a few seconds
before I was cuming like crazy.  I cried out and lifted my hips off the bed
as he jerked me empty of cum.  I had cum all the way up to my bra, on my
flat belly, over my cock.  A large, heavy load that had been building for
quite some time.

We lay there catching our breaths.  James had his arm under my head and I
was pressed agaisnt him.  My hand on his chest.  My wet cock agaisnt his
thigh.  We were silent.  Only our breathing.  I was thinking about what I
had done.  How much I had loved doing it and wondering if I should do it
again.

Instead of the usual jumping up, cleaning up and putting the lingerie back
where it went we just lay together for awhile.  Eventually I slipped my
hand down until I felt the soft hairs of his groin and then the semi hard
state of his cock.  I played with him and he grew hard again.  I slowly
stroke him.  He sighed, kissing to top of my head.  I watched as my hand
moved over his magnificent cock.

After a few minutes of stroking him and feeling my own cock regain its
strength he ask me to roll over on my stomach.  I did as he asked and he
began to stroke my behind through my panties.  I found the sensation very
exciting.  Then he told me to open my legs.  I did with out question,
having no idea what he was going to do.

James knelt between my open legs, the panties tight on my ass.  Placing his
weight on his arms he leaned forward until his cock was pressed agaisnt the
cleft of my ass.  I moaned as I felt him there.  His cock moved deeper
between my ass cheeks pulling the panties with it.  I groaned beneath his
weight, I sighed beneath the feel of his hard cock pressed so tight to me.

James began to move slowly back and forth rubbing his cock between the
cheeks.  I instinctively tighten my ass to make the valley he was in
firmer.  I could feel his hot breath on my neck, his lips at my ear, his
deep groans, his cock felt amazing between my ass cheeks.  His moments made
my own cock move against the bed, pressed tight, the panties the only thing
between me and the sheet.  The feeling of my own cock rubbing in the
panties was exquisite!

We were both moaning and groaning as James moved agaisnt my ass.  I really
thought I was being fucked by his hot, wonderful cock.  It was an amazing
experience and quickly became a regular part of our fun, when we had plenty
of time to have it!

James moved faster and faster, his hips pistoning his cock agaisnt my ass
until with a cry of honey make me feel good I felt his hot cum on my back,
through the panties.  He continued to move, leaving trails of creamy cum on
me.  Then the motion made me gasp as another climax hit me and I came on
the front of the panties and my sheets!  I didn't care that I was going to
have a job cleaning this mess up.  It felt to good.  It felt to wonderful!
It was far, far to much fun!

End Part Three - To Be Continued