Date: Fri, 15 Aug 2008 18:00:43 -0700 (PDT) From: Matthew O'Shea <femboynz@yahoo.com> Subject: sissy-boy baby Michelle chapter 6 transgender Teen You know to be over 18 to be reading these stories Etc, Etc. AH!! Now sit back and I hope you enjoy what I've enjoyed writing for your pleasure, hopefully. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - End of Chapter 5. ............................... Then it'll be the following weekend for my big move. To be with Jennifer living a much greater amount of time wearing more freely makeup, dresses, all these girly things. It's not that I have many clothes yet, but being able to share Jennifer's. As well as buy some of the lovely lingerie items. I happened to notice when walking around what is going to be, my new place of employment. WOW!!! ............................... Chapter 6. I don't know how these clocks seem to work. Whenever you're having a most enjoyable time. Why do they speed up!! Were as, when you're having the most miserable day ever, they slow right down. Where one hour takes about three hours to go by. Well this is what has again happen at full speed ahead 9pm has struck. Time for us to think about getting ready for bed. As I've said earlier, bed is not just a place for sleeping in. You must warm it up first, right? Did Jennifer have a surprise in store for me. After cleaning our teeth, doing our toilet squatting, yes sitting to do our wees. I went to get ready to use the makeup removal cream. Only to be informed, "No don't do that, come to the bedroom and we'll just do a touch up." I happily took her hand as we skipped towards the bedroom like two sexy young girls. After stripping to only our panties and bras, Jennifer had me sit while she applied a fresh dusting of face powder, eye shadow and lipstick to my face. Then quickly redid her own face to the same high standard. Oh how I'm looking forward to living here. With Jennifer teaching me to do my makeup so much faster than I do now. A light spray of perfume to the sides of our necks, followed my the removal of each others bras and panties. I didn't get a chance to take the nighties from the wardrobe. As I watched Jennifer quickly pull the duvet right back to the foot of the bed, while silently looking at me. Slowly and seductively, she took those few small steps towards me. Her sexy eyes scanning my now aroused body. The tip of her tongue circling teasingly between her beautiful red lips. My eyes honed onto hers, hopefully reading what is about to happen. Standing eyeball to eyeball, her warm breath expelled that unmistakable strong sexual aroma. I could taste her sex as she breathed so strongly. Between those beautiful red lipstick coated lips, into my face. Not a word was uttered, I stood like a statue. Feeling soft gentle hands, gently caressing up my outer thighs. Moving inwards just under my navel, the backs of her fingertips circling around. The erotic touching was beginning to get the better of me. I went to reciprocate, only to be told in a soft but, husky sexual tone. "Just stay still." Closing my eyes, my head tipped backwards, my mouth opened wide. My mind now deep in beautiful thoughts, as I began breathing deeply with swooning moans. Every sensitive part of my body had come alive. I could feel my heart beating faster. As it pumped more and more blood into my already stiff, hot, throbbing Sissy clit. I'm sure if the light was off, you would see the heat radiating from it. I gave a deep pleasing moan, "Ummm!!!" as I felt Jennifer's soft Sissy-boy's hand encircled my pulsating member. With her hand just touching lightly around my sissy-clit, she slid up and down the length a few times. The touch was so light it wasn't even enough to pull my skin back a little. But God! Jennifer's gentle touch had me begging, offering my body for however she wished to use it. All I could think of was giving her, my sweet Jennifer, what ever pleasure she so desired from me. All this time my eyes were closed, as I was in a beautiful world of loving pleasure. Then with the soft touch of a finger at my lips, my eyes opened at the same time Jennifer said. "Lick your sissy goo of my finger like a good girl." Hungrily my tongue popped out licking off my own pre-cum. At the same time drawing her finger in to be suckled on, as I though it were my bottle. Once satisfied with my sucking, Jennifer's left hand was turning me, pushing me towards the bed. The heat of her breath came right at my ear, as she whispered in that sexy raspy voice. "Lie down on your back, but don't touch any part of your body." In a flash there I lay, hands out from my sides, so not to be tempted. My wantoned smiling eyes were on Jennifer as she stood above me. Displaying that look of ¡you are mine' as she stroked along her 7inches of uncut boy-clit. The other hand caressing over her divinely beautiful smooth Sissy body. The tip of her tongue, shining with the moisture, gliding across her upper lip indicating her want, her intentions. The now painfully throbbing, unable to be touched boy clit of mine, again oozing pre cum. Started telling me to please ask if you can touch just a little bit. Instead I asked, "Mummy can I please touch you, I've been a good girl." with that Jennifer asked me. "You enjoyed being Mummy Jennifer's baby girl, didn't you? " "Yes I did Mummy and I hope I can be again." While answering I watched as she started kneeling on the bed, over me. A leg either side of mine, two throbbing sissy-boy clits not an inch apart. My eyes focussed on a long streak of pre-cum hanging from Jennifer's slit. Jennifer's eyes were on my eyes, with the knowledge of what I was wanting. She again told me, "Put out your tongue." I watched as her index finger lifted that sweet tasting dewdrop, straight from the production line. There I lay, tongue out, mouth open looking to my darling with a loving smile. Ready to receive my communion from my adorable Goddess Jennifer. Just before she was about to make the deposit. I got told, not to take in my tongue. I didn't and very quickly found out why. Jennifer's mouth came down over mine, our tongues met so we could shared what Jennifer had produced. We enjoyed a few light kisses, before Jennifer knelt back up. Letting her hand stroke along my length causing it to jerk some as she did so. Looking down at me before suddenly collapsing back down over my body. Her arms wrapping around my neck. In a frenzy she began kissing over my face, my neck. Working down kissing, licking over each nipple. Continuing the downward journey till she reached my navel, kissing over it before licking, slurping her tongue around it. Sure its never had such a cleaning before. Jennifer's hands also caressing lovingly, erotically over my highly aroused body. Stopping for a few seconds coming up for air, looking sweetly to me. Her lipstick all but disappeared, by the mess her face looked, I believe my body is covered a nice shade of red. "Now don't you move." I was told, as Jennifer got up went to redo her lipstick. Even with the red smudges over her face, the refreshed lips stood out so brightly. Back on the bed, but this time those beautiful red sexy lips. Went straight down over my steaming, pulsating boy clit. I could only close my eyes, push my head back into the pillow as I took a deep breath with an inward moan. Her hot wet mouth slid slowly down then up, to be repeated a couple of time. Each time working her tongue on my length, sending shivers of pleasure through my groin. Then stopping at the nob to let her tongue work under my skin. Licking around one very sensitive deep shade of purple, gland head. Causing long loud deep moans from me, as she now ran her tongue over my full length. Licking then just flicking teasingly over it. Ordering me to turn onto my stomach, face down, bum up looking to paradises. My balls and pussy were not to be left untouched, they now received the attention of Jennifer's loving tongue and hot moist mouth. I was beginning to wonder how much more I could take of this. My whole body now jerking almost uncontrollably, my moans became deep long groans. Turning me back again, engulfing my thick steaming boy clit, taking it straight down in one fast deep thrust. I knew it had entered beyond her throat. Once she started sucking in the same manner, I had on my bottle. I could feel my heavy balls tighten, the pressure building rapidly in my clit. I knew my discharge was imminent, my whole body just tensed up, at the same time telling Jennifer I'm about to squirt. Had hardly finished the word when my volcano erupted. Sending volley after volley of hot sissy lava streaming deep into Jennifer's gorging receptacle. With my mind still being away in Sissy Heaven, I hadn't noticed Jennifer disengage my boy clit. Till she lay over me, kissing me deeply. At the same time offering me some of my own sweet juice, straight from her mouth. Our arms wrapped lovingly around each-other, our mouths not wanting to part. We kissed deeply, our tongues in the others mouth licking. Trying to get every last drop and taste of my sissy cream mixed with my darlings saliva. In doing so we seemed to finish up tossing and turning every which way. Still exploring the others hot sexy body. I felt Jennifer's fingers going where she hadn't ever put them before. I was not about to stop her either, no way. Totally exhausted we flopped face to face smiling happily at the other. When Jennifer said, "Michelle you tasted better than the most expensive of fine wines and you gave me so much." I took that as a compliment, as I've never tasted ¡expensive' wine. Unless that what we had at his parents today was and that tasted great. "Thank you my Sweet, that was the best mouth I think I've had. God you are such a hot little Miss, aren't you?" After giving her a kiss, looking into her eyes with my right hand stroking lovingly over her breast, I said, "You'll have to let me have your delicious juice now. Or I won't be able to sleep tonight. And by what I see pointing at me, I don't think you'll be able to either. Unless I make you a lot more comfortable." "Yes, please do it, I want our mouth over me. Please suck every last drop from me." Lying back looking at Jennifer, stroking her hair before I went down. It suddenly hit me. I could only laugh seeing her face covered in lovely red lipstick. After telling her, she said you better have a good look at yourself. I did the best I could, yes seeing not my face, but whole body a beautiful red. If I hadn't seen my clit before, I'm sure I would of thought it was red, not pink like the rest of me. I realized that is why she reapplied lipstick, before going to work on me. To leave her mark, reaffirming my clit as hers. Once both of us had recovered, it was now my turn to get down and give Jennifer. All the love and attention she had bestowed upon me. Firstly I got sent over to redo my lips, as Jennifer said. A girl must have her lips looking beautiful before eating out another sissies clit. Well what a time I had, by the sounds coming from below. I know my sweet loving Jennifer was also away in Sissy heaven. Enjoying the pleasure I'm giving her as much as she gave to me. It seemed no time till she was flooding my mouth with hot divine sissy vitality of life. Holding the last mouthful, I quickly went up to share the goodness I had been given, with Jennifer. I'm sure had her tongue been any longer, it would of finished up down my throat. As was the way she went to get as much of what she had discharged into me as possible. I wish I was a bird, able to regurgitated some from deep down for my sweetheart. Both of us now totally exhausted, we laid embracing not wanting the moment to end. In a while we both seemed to be drifting off to sleep. When like a fool I said, "don't you think we should have a shower to clean all this lipstick off." "Why? Don't you like sleeping with makeup on you?" "Yes I would but, what about your sheets?" I asked "It all comes out in the wash. Now come here." as Jennifer pulled me closer to her, then lying on top of me. Our clits rubbing together as she began working her body, dry fucking my stomach. It felt so wonderful, Jennifer was so randy. In no time she was as hard as ever again. My stomach and chest lay in the firing line as hot sperm spewed from Jennifer's sex tube. Completely spent and exhausted my love just collapsed over me. Our arms once again entwined, our faces lying silently together. I don't remember having the duvet pulled back over us. But when we were unceremoniously woken about 6am by that cloak. There we were, two naked bodies nice and warmly covered by it. Our bodies had lost some of the redness of the lipstick. But our fronts covered in crusty dried cum from Jennifer's last discharge. Which we didn't want to clean off. One look at the once nice white sheets and pillowcases, you saw smeared in some artistic fashion, a lovely shade of red. A smattering of light tan from our face powder and foundation cream. Looking at them after we finally rose, to take part in the goings on in the world outside. I said to Jennifer, "You should put them in an art exhibition, call them. ¡An Erotic Night' I'm sure some guys would pay heaps for them. Using their dirty minds." But Jennifer didn't want to share our night of blissful pleasure with anyone else. What fun we had in the shower. Washing each-other from head to toe, flicking of dried cum that had been left since Jennifer's final explosion last night. To finish off we had to empty out the others clit. Knowing it'll be two whole weeks before we're together again. Plus what better food to start ones day. Also it was a good substitute for baby cereal, as there was none of that left. So grown ups food I had to be contented with. I was so happy telling Jennifer how I loved being her baby and am looking forward to being kept as one, more often. She agreed and is so pleased that we can share these lovely times together. With breakfast over we went and changed back to young men fit for the outside world again. As we were dressing I told Jennifer once I move in I'll be able to dress her completely, as I won't be leaving as early. So can spend my time getting her dressed. I thought it would be a great Idea, only Jennifer didn't saying. "Well whose going to dress you? No we'll still dress together. I'm not going to miss this pleasure we get in dressing each-other. Is that understood?" How could I not agree, knowing how much I love his hands touching my body, while dressing me. Before leaving, the sheets and pillowcases were put in the washing machine. The timer set to start washing this afternoon, to be ready for when Jennifer got home. Standing at the front door, we looked at each-other then embraced in a big loving hug with lots of kissing. Knowing it'll be two weeks apart, only the telephone calls to look forward to. The time came that we just had to break the embrace and head out the door. Into this world that doesn't want to except two men in love, walking hand in hand, arm in arm. No not like other so called normal people or even two women together for that matter. [they make me sick] Right I've got that off my chest. After seeing my love safely at work, I make my way back to Tooting with the knowledge, I'll be home alone. It was to early to look around the shops. I didn't feel like going to the agency for work, I'll do that tomorrow. Mind you I'll have no option but to go, knowing Alan. I sat with a cup of tea in a dream world. My mind looking two weeks and more ahead. All those beautiful clothes I'll be able to wear. Suddenly I got an idea, I ran and got my bank account. Checked on what I had and felt satisfied I hadn't overspent. I couldn't use travel checks as Alan would notice the missing checks first off. Then rang Jonathan to ask if I could meet him at lunch, because I had a big favour to ask him. I wouldn't elaborate because of how he kept me in suspense when he wanted to see me. With that settled off I went to Euston via the Bank. There were a couple of chaps at the shop before me, one I'm sure wasn't long out of high school by the looks of him. He was talking with one of the Ladies about having a full transformation. Oh how I wished I could stay to see the new girl reappear. The other chap who was older, was only buying a Video and magazine. My heart sung, I could feel my face going a deep shade of red, maybe even purple. When the woman that came to serve me, was the same one. I told all about going to live with my boyfriend with the nappies. Trying the best I could not to look her in the face. As I asked for a pair of silicon breast pads. It suddenly dawned on me, that these women must be so used to having chaps like me coming in. Who get so embarrassed easily because of what they want. Instead of asking about the breast pads I wanted. She told me to come over and have a nice cup of coffee. I couldn't back away, as her hand went over my shoulder, in a caring way. Heading me towards the little lounge area. Sitting with coffee in hand feeling a little nervous just looking the whole time at my cup. When this young chap introduced himself, "Hello, I'm James for now. When I change I'll be Justine." putting out his hand. Nothing shy or backward with this young chap, I thought. "Hi I'm Michael." as we shook hands. I immediately warmed to him because of his firm, friendly handshake. Coupled with a big beaming smile, displaying beautiful white teeth. Between very kissable lips, but I guess not for me. "You don't want to be shy in here you know, we're all the same. I'm going to be dressed as a beautiful Bride today. What about you?" he asked me. "Oh, I've just come to buy some breast pads." "Now, don't just buy any pads. Make sure they are silicon, they're more expensive, but feel so wonderful on. You really feel they are your own breasts, once they warm and cling to you. I have a pair at home." I asked him why he comes here, if he can dress at home. Easy answer, he only has underwear at home and isn't even allowed to wear makeup unless he's alone. This is only his second visit. The last time he dressed just as a young girl and played with a doll the whole time, and loved it. He then wanted to know about my dressing and what I like. Seems like my face is a real give away to my shyness. When he told me not to be shy about anything. I looked and smiled, taking a firm grip on the plastic cup holder. I started telling him how I'm not long in England and have met this friend who is now my boyfriend and am into adult baby stuff. "Hey that's cool, I bet you look real cute." was his response, without flicking an eyelid. Oh how open this guy must be in his sexuality. Unfortunately we couldn't talk on as he'd finished his coffee and the Lady was ready to turn him into a lovely Bride. He wanted to know if I could stay to see him dressed only I didn't have the time. Knowing I'm to meet Jonathan at 12:30. He looked a little disappointed that I couldn't stay. I felt the same way, would of loved to see him as a Bride. Instead he gave me a card with his phone number and address. Making me promise to call him, I promised but said it won't be for a couple of weeks. "That's OK, but please do ring me. I would love to talk with someone my age. You can also tell me how you are enjoying your new breasts." he said with that charming smile. Oh how I wanted to kiss those delicious lips. With that I went back to the counter to finish making my purchase. This time the woman had a nice we chat to me, telling me. "Don't worry about anything you want in here. Everyone that coming in has their own sweet feminine world to farfel. None of the staff are here to judge you or anyone else. We are here to see that you enjoy who and what you want to be. Men of all walks of live come in. So in future I don't want to see you getting embarrassed. Were you thinking of your last visit?" she asked. "Yes I was, didn't realize what I'd told you till after I left." I said smiling at her. "You know you are not the only one who wears nappies and baby clothes. Why do you think we have so many baby things?" "Yes, I guess so. But a place like this is all so new to me." "Where are you from, you're not Australian are you?" giving me a good look. "Oh no, no, I'm from New Zealand." I let her know. "I think you spoke like Australians do." showing me a little smile. "Now, I think a size B maybe a C silicon pads would be best for your size body. Come and try both sizes on." taking both sets and a bra, then my hand, away I got lead to a changing room. Next she arrived holding two different size pads to try under the bras. Oh my god, just standing there wearing those silicon pads for a minute, touching them us any girl would her own breath. Was excitement in itself for me. I knew I couldn't stay in them pr another deeper form of embarrassment would be showing its head. Happy with my purchase safety in hand, the card from James or is it now Justine, comfortably in my pocket. Of I went to meet Jonathan at 12:30, at least I was early by a good 10min's. Giving me time to have a little look around this area. You know the few places I've seen so far. I keep thinking someone out of those history books is going to come out of one of those building to stand right in front of me. Just imagine Sherlock Holmes walking up to me, putting out his hand saying. "Hello Michael welcome to London. You be a good girl now." So I dream, who doesn't walking these Streets of London. With all that history and historic building all around you. A couple of minutes after 12:30 a beautiful smiling face walked from the building towards me. "Couldn't my baby be 4 hours without having to see mummy?" I got asked. "No I somehow got the feeling you would of been feeling lonely. Without another stunningly gorgeous girl to be with. So just had to come and cheer you up, or take you away from all those butch men you work with." I tried to make him believe as we walked down the Street a bit. "Now the real reason is, I just had to go buy my own silicon breast pads. So am hoping you'll take them home for me. As I know if Alan finds them he'll kill me, well no he wouldn't do that. But he would give me a bloody good hiding for spending so much money, so early on in my holiday. Or would you want me to come to you with a black and blue backside?" I asked with a pleadings look. "Well I don't really know, I think you should ring him tonight, let him know what is in your. I'm sure Alan would love to see them on you." he said trying to keep a straight face. I didn't get a chance to answer, as we headed into the sandwich bar to get a couple of sandwiches and a warm drink for lunch. Then headed of to find somewhere warm to sit, as the day was rather cool. Still with my little parcel in hand, I turned to Jonathan to tell him. "I can see why Alan likes you, you've got that same sadistic streak in your body. Love to see this poor innocent delicate boy punished for no reason." as I tried to look sad over his refusal. "You show me the ¡Boy' and I'll show you someone that doesn't like to get punished." he said. "See you can't can you?" now displaying a big smile of winning the debate. I held out my little oblong box, which was wrapped neatly, offering it to Jonathan. Which he took only to make a rude remark, "Oh your boobs are so light!" in a very audible voice. I just had to give him a little slap on his arm. Yes he was happy to take them home for me, also pleased that I bought size B pads, as Jonathan said. "You're only a small framed girl, aren't you." "Yes, just like my girlfriend." I made known. I then told Jonathan all about my visit to Transformations. How friendly and understanding they are. Meeting James or should I say Justine, how friendly and chatty he was and would like to meet up again. I gave Jonathan the card with his address and phone number on. Jonathan's eyes just about popped out of there sockets, as he read the address. "Gosh!! Do you know where this is?" as he waved the card in front of me. "No, don't say it near Weybridge." I asked, well it could of been on Mars for all I knew. "Ha! Ha! You funny bitch. No it's up by Lords Cricket Ground. Have you heard of that?" With much delight I was able to tell him, "Yes!!!! and I like Cricket." "Well this street is right there. Everyone that lives in that Street are well to do people. Possible with house servants and all. Wonder if his parents know what he's doing right now." "Somehow I think they might, as he said he wears his pretty undies at home. But isn't allowed to wear makeup around the house, guess that is why." I told Jonathan. "I wonder if they would be in need of a housemaid." looking at Jonathan smiling. "Don't even think of it girl." was his reply. As time had moved on again, Jonathan had work to get back to. So I left the card with him and we decided it would be nice to make contact with him later. Before saying our goodbyes I told him to look after my breasts, but he can play with them. When I got to the Tube station I looked at the map there. Found I could get a bus up to St Johns Wood Road area [or Lords Cricket ground] and have a quick look around. But after checking the time, decided it would be better for my well-being to head straight back to Tooting. Where there was house work and washing awaiting me. Knowing some one wouldn't be very pleased if I'd just wasted another day. Not being able to say why. Jonathan rang on Tuesday evening. The first thing he asked is, "Guess what I'm fondling right now?" "Oh you are such a slut, put it away while we talk. Or you'll get me all excited and I'll have to do the same thing." Which I thought I said quietly, until Alan make a remark about not using the phone for phone sex. Quickly I had to remind him how bad mannered it is to listen into girls talking. "Wait till you get off the phone Girl!" I noticed that look in his eye as he spoke. "No! I'm not playing with that, I'm wearing your breast pads and my right hand is squeezing gently over them. You have a dirty mind Michelle." Jonathan informed me, which I already knew. "Oh, wonderful keep it up I can almost feel your hands on me. I'm loving it also." I told him, but mostly for Alan and David's eavesdropping satisfaction. Then he told me that he heard from his parents last night, and was very happy to inform me that his parents liked me. Said he wouldn't tell me what they said. He didn't want to get me all embarrassed or big headed. His father also told him about questioning me about using ¡condoms'. Said he was surprised at how forthright I was in letting him know that I would never do anything unsafe. "Do you know why he asked you about using them." Jonathan asked me. "Yes it dawned on me after I'd told him that we haven't had intercourse. It was then I realized, he was testing to see if you'd lost your virginity. That's why isn't it? " "Yes it was, why didn't you say anything to me about it later?" "Because I thought you might get upset about his way of trying to find out, whether or not you have. But he sure knows now that you're still a virgin." "Well only for another month. Then you'll be able to relieve me of it, at last." Hearing him say that got me all concerned. Will I be able to do it, as I've never been the top in sex. Always the bitch with her legs in the air ready to be serviced. Jonathan then told me about tell his father, that I wouldn't call them by their first names. Only Mr, Mrs, Mama or Sir. So his mother suggested, if it made me more comfortable. Would I like to call them ¡Mum and Dad' like being family. "Yes I would really love that seen as they like me and are your parents. Could say they now have two daughters Ah?" "Yes now you also have a Mum and Dad plus a Mummy and Daddy." which caused as both to laugh, at least Alan and David couldn't hear those words. Jonathan said he might not be able to ring be again before they go away. As they take off on the Thursday night to beat the heavy early morning traffic heading south. So we wished each other a happy Easter, with those little over the phone kisses. Which in turn brought childish remarks from those sitting not far away from me. How I wish I had something handy to chuck at them. Now I have seven long days without hearing his lovely voice. "God, Please help me get throw these hard days ahead without Jonathan." I thought to myself. Soon as got of the phone, I went and sat myself on the sofa next to Alan and David. I knew for one Alan would have to know what we were talking about. After the remarks about phone sex. "For a start, I won't be hearing from Jonathan now, until he comes back from going South for the holiday. As they're leaving on Thursday after work. So I want you both to be very nice to me and help me over these sad, lonely days that lay ahead." "Good, you'll be able to spend the next couple of days working. As well you'll have more time to look after us." Alan had the cheek to say. "That's right kick a man when he's done won't you Alan. That was way below the belt." As I tried to put on a hurt looking face. Which didn't work, as Alan put his arm around my neck pulling me over his knee. Then he and David started tickling me again, till I had to beg for my freedom saying. "Please stop I have more important things to say." Once I was given my freedom and got my breath back. Now forcing myself to sit comfortably between them, I looked at Alan saying. "I have a big problem coming up." Hearing that David quick as ever put his hand slap bang over little Michael. Which only brought laughter from them both as he announced, "Yes I see what you mean Michael, it is coming up nicely. You could even be a man one day." "You two have the filthiest minds, I don't know why I even bother wanting to talk to you. Plus it's not a nice way to treat a Lady. Would you do that to your sister David?" I asked. "There is one big difference between you and my sister. She isn't a tart like you." as he kissed my cheek at the same time. "So tell, what is your big problem then, if that isn't it?" "OK. but promise you won't laugh or make hurtful remarks when I tell you?" looking at both of them. "Michael, you should know us better than to say that." came from a smiling Alan. So I told them about Jonathan's 21st coming up in a month or so. That they knew he was still a virgin. "The thing is he wants me to be the one to take his cherry. But I don't know if I'll be able too. You know I've alway just had to take it, haven't I Alan." "Well not really Michael, you always just wanted to take it, is more to the point." taking hold of my hand before saying. "Who used to say, please treat me like a girl?" I felt my face going red with embarrassment as he said that, with David sitting beside me. Looking to David I quickly said to him, "Don't you utter a word if you want to live." my words just washed straight over his head, as he said. "Now the Lady wants to try being a Man, what is the world coming too." I just had to dig my elbow into his ribs. Once Alan had stopped laughing, he looked at me saying. "You know it'll come to you quite naturally. It didn't take you long to know how to open your legs now, did it? Also learning to do these things together is the best, and an enjoyable way to learn. Yes even to a girl like you, soon as you lie over Jonathan you'll know what to do. Start using your well greased fingers first, working them in to help him loosen up and relax. The only thing is remember to be gentle, take it easy when he feels that first bit of pain. Tell him to push like having a shit. Make sure he has had one first or you know what might happen ah? Guess you'll never forget your first time, will you?" looking at me with a big grin on his face. Hearing Alan say that sent my face the deepest shade of red with embarrassment again. No it wasn't with Alan, but I told him all about it when we started going together. This chap wanted to fuck me in the bog [public toilet] and I needed to do a damp. I didn't want to miss my first time, [you know how it is when a constantly erection penis has complete control of a young 16 year old brain,] so losing my virginity took priority. Yes, guess what happened as I pushed out, as I was told to do. To open those muscles, hence relief some of the initial pain of entry. At least, thankfully the chap had a rubber on. But still wasn't very pleased with me. You can imagine David sitting laughing his head off, almost wetting himself, listening to Alan tell all. My pleading, begging not to tell was completely ignored. Alan just pulled me to him, pushing my head down to his lap, hand over my mouth. In turn silencing any verbals from me until he had told all. Even in my gagged state I tried to tell David it was time for him to go to bed, it didn't work. OK. I digressed, but that is one embarrassingly humiliating part in my life I'll never ever forget. So just thought it would fit in here as I write about Jonathan losing his cherry. What Alan told me, sounds all easy enough, it's not like I'm the first person over time to do it. "Think I might have a test run with my pillow when I go to bed." With that David had to come out with another rude unwanted remark. "Just put some hand lotion on your dick, and the palm of your hand. Close your fist around it then pushing onto it and start pumping. You'll find it better than just your thumb and forefinger. We're well used to doing that aren't you Sweetie?" as he stood quickly, getting away from another elbow into his ribs. The next couple of days went by very quicky. I was allowed to call Jonathan early Thursday morning to wish him a Happy Easter and a wonderful weekend away. With Mummy and Daddy. He wished me likewise, as we gave each other little over the phone kisses and ever so sweet words of affection. As Jonathan was going south this afternoon, likewise it seemed we were heading north to Manchester this afternoon. Only our transport was to be the train, as David doesn't like that drive over holiday weekends. With it also being Alan's first trip north, it was thereby decreed by them, that the train it will be. My input wasn't sort, mind you I didn't have a drivers licence anyway. Seems David had contacted someone to have a car waiting for when we arrived. So were able to get around and see what there is apart from Man United football club. I won't go on about our trip, as this isn't a travel brochure. Other than to say. We had a supper time in Manchester, the Gay nightlife was great. Mind you I hadn't seen much of London's gay nightlife at this point in time. We had a lovely time, just being with Alan and David was great, as always. But my mind was way down south somewhere, to where Jonathan was and what he might be doing right now. At night time was he wearing his nappies and plastic rompers under his nighty. I kept thinking only one more week and I'll be with him, living together as two ¡charming' girls. Come Tuesday evening I couldn't wait any longer to ring Jonathan. So when I thought he'd be finished watching the news, as I know he likes to. I asked Alan and David if it would be OK to use the phone to ring my darling. After a little conference between the two of them, just to delay me even further. It was decided I may use the phone. God it was great to hear that lovely voice again, we talked for a good half hour. Seems they had a lovely time down at Eastbourne, as we did in Manchester. So it's all set now for next Saturday and my big move. These next few days went by very quickly, I worked the Tuesday till Thursday. Friday I spent cleaning the flat, doing all their washing. OK I didn't have to, but they have been so good to me. Come Friday night I was all packed ready to go Saturday morning. Well I only had one wheelie travel bag to fill, haven't bought anything yet. Alan brought a couple of bottles of wine home to have with dinner and after, which was nice. Once we'd done the dishes we sat and talked. But somehow it all seemed so different, the banter between us wasn't there. It was like trying to make conversation with someone you hardly know. I knew I had mixed feeling about leaving, I sensed they did also. I want to be with Jonathan so very much. Yet I love being here with Alan and David. At one part of the silence, I looked over to Alan, who in turn was looking my way. "Come here Michael," I went and sat on the sofa beside him. "No not there, like you used to do at home." I knew where he meant as I looked at him giving a big smile. I haven't done this since being over here, I sat on his knee. He knew David wouldn't get jealous, as David knows how much Alan and I mean to each other. I put my arm around his shoulder, thinking back to how secure and loved I used to feel at home sitting on his knee this way. Without a word his arms wrapped around my body cuddling me into him, kissing me on the cheek. Telling me he knew how I was feeling about leaving. That he and David are going to miss me just as much, but they'll only be a phone call away. "Yes I know you will be here for me. This is almost like it was when I you left NZ. I went home from the airport, lay on our bed and just cried my eyes out. Knowing you wouldn't be coming home and it would be three months till I before I would see you again." "But this time Michael, you'll be with Jonathan. Living the life of two girls together, true? Or is it that he won't want to punish you when you need it." I saw a cheeky grin come to his face as he said that. "I know I'll be with Jonathan and am really looking forward to it, so very much." I didn't comment on the last part of his statement. He knew the answer without anything further from me. Saturday morning I woke early with great anticipation of my going to live with my darling Jennifer. I was out of bed by 8am. bed stripped, sheets in the washing machine, while I had my bath. After dressing I took Alan and David a cup of tea, only to find them still asleep. So it gave me great delight in repaying a small debt. Taking hold of their duvet, I quickly pulled it off, exposing them to the cold early morning air. Then jumped on top of two pyjama clad lovers, waking and welcoming them to this sad new day for them. Well yes it would be for them, I'm leaving today, right!. You wouldn't believe the names they called me, I know neither would use those words in front of their mothers or any other girl for than matter. But I did enjoy lying on the bed with them, having a little play. No!! not that way either, just fun stuff. Well I did pull the cords of their pyjama bottoms open as I jumped off the bed. Leaving their room I left the cups of tea still sitting on the dresser. To hear them both calling out, "You mean Bitch!!! look where you left our tea. For that we're not taking you to Jonathan's. You can go by bus, Bitch!" I didn't say anything, I knew they would take me. Anyway it was the only chance I had to repay them. Think of all the times they had woken me in a most undignified manner, of a morning. So I enjoyed every minute of it, really. It wasn't long after till they were both in the kitchen watching while I prepared breakfast. With that over they took off for their shower, while I cleaned up. Just after 10:30 we were all ready to leave. I told Alan and David I wanted to see the place nice and clean the way I'm leaving it, if I happen to come visit some time. As well I hope you will be able to wash ¡n' iron your own shirts Etc. I don't know how you managed before I came over." Alan just held me firmly by the shoulders to say, "You know you'll have to come back don't you?" As he then slapped my backside, to indicate the reason why. I just gave him a knowing smile. Before going out to the car, I wrapped my arms around Alan for a big hug and kiss. Then pulled David in to join us in a three way hug and kissing. Thanking them for having me stay with them. I told David, if I stayed any longer. I could almost get to love him as much as Alan does. Then backtracked saying, No couldn't really love anybody else that much. As I looked at Alan, my bloody eyes started watering up again. "Hey! Come on Michael, we don't want another Wellington Airport display do we?" as he cuddled me into him. I shook my head, no, but the eyes didn't get the message. Tears just ran out down my cheeks as I buried my head against Alan's strong throbbing heart. "God, I just love you so much Alan I can't help it." "It's not like last time, you won't be far away and there is still the phone. I'm sure Jonathan will let you use it, like we always let you without question." While putting his hand over my mouth, silencing any rebuffing remarks from me, and smiling at me. "You know I love you and I will always be here for you Michael, no matter what. Now we'll get you down to Jonathan, give him some of that love you have in you. Which there is a lot of, right?" Then put his hands each side of my face, holding it still while giving me a beautiful kiss. In turn causing little awaking twitches below. "Hey Alan, don't take all the life out of her. I want a kiss also you know, plus you know how she loves my kisses." After another sweet kiss on the lips, I was given to David.. No he didn't have to prove himself this time. So he kissed more in a loving, caring manner. When we broke of I said, "I'll have to do this more often, if I get these lovely kisses all the time." "No this is a one off performance." Alan quickly advised. With that we were off heading Southward towards Kingston Upon Thames, to my lover Jennifer. It was funny to watch Alan and David's faces as Jennifer opened the door. There she stood in all her feminine beauty, face made up beautifully, hair also had the blow-drier worked on it. An almost see thou white silk blouse, long puff sleeves. Two small covered buttons holding the two inch wide cuffs closed neatly around each wrist. The top two buttons of the blouse undone, showing a teasing amount of lace from her maroon bra and petticoat. Which in turn were covering a set of petite silicon breasts. A knotted peril necklace hung loosely from her neck, one could say pointing to her cleavage. Jennifer's skirt was above the knee length, maroon pleated crepe silk. Which in turn gave the hint of lace and the sheen of satin of her petticoat underneath. Fine tan stockings covered her lovely shaped legs, which in turn sat comfortably in a pair of very feminine fluffy slip-ons. A beautiful warm smile radiated from Jennifer as she watched these two look open mouthed. Not a word could come from either, wonderful, at long last David was lost for words. It was like a switch had been turned on, as together they both said. "You look absolutely beautiful uummmm" not knowing her fem name. So I was able to introduce them to my Girlfriend, my lover Jennifer. I was so pleased then to see both ask her, if they could kiss her. Yes and she loved the kisses and hugs they gave her. Plus hearing them telling her how elegantly feminine she looked. Which in turn made me feel so elate and proud. After having a light lunch, coffee and chat, Jennifer gave them a little tour of the place. All the way I noticed how their eyes were on Jennifer. Admiring the way she acted so much like a young Lady. That Alan said to her, "I hope you can teach Michelle to act more lady like, just like yourself." It is the first time Alan has called me Michelle since I've been here. Maybe it's because I've mainly been dressed as a male with them. But it was good to hear him refer to me this way. Jennifer assured Alan that I do act like a real lady at all times. Hearing that made me ask David if he heard what Jennifer had just said. "I have no comment to make. If the truth hurts you." was all he said. It would of been a good couple of hours before they decided to leave us to get on with our lives together. But not before Alan told Jennifer to make sure I write home regularly. Like it's been three weeks, so make sure she writes soon. With that there was goodbye hugs and kisses all around. Once again before leaving they told Jennifer how beautiful she looked. Jennifer and I watched from the doorway as Alan and David drove off back towards Tooting. I took Jennifer's hand as we headed back to the lounge. As we sat she leant over to kiss me, saying how nervous she was feeling before we arrived. Wondering what Alan and David would think, seeing her dressed up. Then to see them both just standing there, open mouthed. Not able to take their eyes of her or speak. Sent warm fuzzes through her whole body. I told her there was nothing else they could say. Because you look absolutely beautiful and you are beautiful in every way possible. Soon after we headed to the bedroom to transform Michael into Michelle. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Would really love to hear from you, if you are reading my story. As it is your feedback that will help me keep writing. Matthew. Chapter 7 when written.