Date: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 14:20:27 -0400 From: Andi <SissyAndi@Safe-mail.net> Subject: Trailer Park CD 02 (Tansgender-teen) Disclaimer: My stories contain explicit descriptions of consensual and Non-Consensual sexual activities and are not suitable for reading by anyone under the age of 18, or anyone offended by reading such material. These acts include bisexual activity, cross-dressing and other fetishes and perversions. All characters and events are complete and total fiction and comes from the twisted and perverted mind of a long time cross dresser. All Stories are the property of the Author. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Thanks. You cam Email me at SissyAndi@safe-Mail.net . Please consider making a donation to the nifty archives so that this great site can remain free and available to all on the Internet. Trailer Park CD RD02 The phone ringing woke me up early that Saturday mornong. I was in my own bed but something did not feel right. I had not slept well, having wild erotic dreams, but in my dreams I was dressed like a cheap teen female slut and I was being used like a common whore. My cock throbbed at the vision and when I reached down to adjust my small but growing cock I realized I was still wearing the black lace panties that belonged to my Mom. Feeling the slick wet material brought back images of the things I had done the night before. How I had dressed up im a dress and pantyhose and given my friend Art a handjob then being caught dressed by my brother and his friend. My body shivered at the memory of my brother rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks until he came and the fear I had that he was going to fuck my butt. The idea of my half brother fucking me sent me over the edge, I shot yet another load into the cum crusted panties. I had already cum several times in the panties and I knew they were no saving them, I would have to get rid of them somehow without Mom knowing. I finished wiping the small amout of cum from the tip of my cock and slide the panties down my legs and off. I stuffed the panties back under the mattress vowing to dispose of them later. No one had answered the phone earlier and I figured it had went to voice mail. Mom was still sleeping and David had probably left by now. So when the phone started ringing a second time I decided I had better get it before it woke my Mom and pissed her off. I was still naked when I jumped out of bed and went to grab the cordless phone. It was Art so I took the phone back to my room. He asked me what happened after he left. I was not thinking and told him that David (My half brother) and his friend had caught me dressed in Mom's clothes. He asked me what they did and I lied and told him they had just laughed at me. I did not tell him what David had done to me. Then Art got around to asking me if I regretted jacking him off. I told him the truth, that it had bothered me at first but after I thought about it a little bit that it was not that bad and I had really enjoyed him jacking me off first. I could hear the releif in his voice as he asked if he could come over. Of course I said yes but told him to wait a little because i did not want to wake my mom up. She had finished dressing for work and was on her way out when Art showed up. I lived with my Mother and half brother in a run down trailor in a trailor park. Art lived in an actual house with a swimming pool and it still surprised me that he did not seem to care that we were poor. We were watching the cartoon network as Mom left. As soon as we heard her car pull away Art reached over and took my hand. He placed it on his cock, it was already hard. I instinctively pulled my hand away. Art looked offended "You said it was not bad and you did not mind doing it last night so why do you not want to do it now?" I told him I was not sure, but I think the reason it felt right the night before was because I was dressed as a girl. Art gave me his best smile abd told me if that was the case that I should go dress sexy. I knew I should say no but I found myself making my way to my Moms bedroom to pick out some clothes that I hoped Art would like. The day before I dressed in all black, black lace bra, black panties, black tights and a very tight very short "little black dress". Today I was not sure that I wanted to go all out because I was not sure when my Step brother was coming home. I finally decided to put on a white lace nightie with matching white lace panties. I thought about pantyhose or tights but I thought I looked good in the nightie and panties just by themselves. Before I left the bedroom I decided to put on a coat of deep red lipstick. When I made my grand entrance, Art let out a low wolf whistle like he had done the first time he had seen me dressed and fondled his cock through his jeans. I sat next to Art on the couch as he turned the TV off. Art said that he could not look at me and think of me as Scott, did I have a fem name I wanted to go by. I told him no that all of this was so new to me and I had not given it much thought. I asked him if he had a name he liked. He told me about liking this girl at church and her name was Sadie. I told him that I thought that was a pretty name and that he could call me Sadie if he wanted to. I scooted close to him and reached out to un button and unzip his jeans. Helet me fish his already hard cock free from his boxer shorts. It was just under 7 inches hard and was throbbing in my hand as I wrapped my fingers around the shaft. I started doing the same thing I had done last night and soon Art was breathing heavy. I slowed down for a few minutes and let him settle down then I started workingmy hand up and down at a quicker pace. I was sitting onmy knees as I gave Art a second hand job in two days. As I jerked him off he reached out to run his hand over my butt. I had to admit to myself that I enjoyed his touch. I leaned over more to allow Art better access and when I did it brought my face directly over the head of his cock. I decided to tease him by blowing my hot breath over the thick purplr head. He jumped at the feel. I caught myself thinking things I would have never thought of before. Like what it would be like to kiss Art's cock, to lick it, to suck it like I have seen girls do in videos. Feeling his hand carress my butt I also had a quick vison of having Art use my butt like a womans pussy. God where was these thoughts and visions coming from. I was lost in thought and was caught by surprise when Art's cock started throbbing and getting bigger. Before I could react he let out a low moan and said "Oh God Sadie I am gonna cum!!" My face was in the line of fire and Art shot several starnds onto my face. I even opened my mouth in shock and when I did a strand of Art's cum landed on my tongue. I instinctively swallowed his cum and was amazed that it did not taste all that bad. I was still lost in thought when Art broke the spell by zipping up and saying he needed to get home. I felt cheated but to be fair Art had never promised to reciprocate. After Art made his appologies and left I went back to my bedroom and locked the door. I laid down on the bed and started rubbing my cock. I had not even bothered to clean up I slipped the head out odf the right leg opening and started frantically jerking off, the need to cum was over whelming and with the remains of Art's cum drying on my face I came so hard that I almost pasted out. My hand was coated with my own cum and it was like my hand was under someone else's controlas I lifted it to my nose and inhaled. It smelt the same as Art's. I stuck my tongue out and licked my hand. The taste was different, not better or worse just different. I figured "what the hell" no one would ever know so I licked my hand clean savoring the taste. I had not stained the white panties like I had the black ones but idid not want to return them just yet. I felt so naughty walking to my Moms bedroom to return the nightie back to where I had gotten it from. I felt even naughtier walking back to my room wearing just a pair of white lacy panties. Over the next couple of days things had settled down, Art had not come back to visit and after that first night even my brother David had not said or done anything and I was starting to relax and not worry about being caught in my moms clothes by my brother and his friend. That did not mean that I did not sneak into my moms bedroom and try on her lingerie, that became a daily habit. As soon as she left for work and long before David came home I would go to her room. I got a glorious feeling trying on her bra and panties, her pantyhose, even her teddies and nighties, The ones that made me feel the most feminine were also the ones that excited me the most. They were the outfits that included garters and stockings. I had all but forgot how this had got started. I supposedly dressed up the first time when my friends I should dress as a girl for the community Halloween oarty. It was a few days away I was laying in bed one night wearing a pair of teal green panties thinking about jerking off yet again when the phone rang. I was alone inthe house so I did not bother to put on shorts as I went to get the cordless phone. The caller was Clay, the friend of my brothers who was with David the night he caught me dressed. He left before David did anything to me. Clay called looking for David and I told him I had no idea where he was at the moment. He was silent for a few seconds thenhe blurted out that he thought I looked hot in that black dress he had seen me wearing that night. I was not sure how to answer him but I managed to mumble a quiet thank you. I was hoping he would hang up but he then asked me if i dressed like a girl a lot. I told him that the night they caught me was the first night that I had done it. He made me promise not to tell David about his phone call and not to tell him anything that we said. I promised and Clay went on to tell me that I must be a natural because that I was hotter than a lot of girls at school. He could not see it but I was blushing and his words had made my cock rock hard. He said that he would deny everything if I told anyone but that he had actually fantasized about havinghis way with a young girl that looked like me. He had started breathing harder as he was telling me everything. Hr asked me if I was wearing anything feminine tonight and I tried to deny it but after he repeatedly asked me, I finally I blurtrf out that all I was wearing was a pair of panties. He told me to describe them and i did. He asked if I thought my ass looked good encased in those silk panties. I told him I was not sure and he assured me that he thought I would look great in them. Then he asked me what I had been doing when he called, I laughed and told him the truth. I was lying in bed playing with my cock in a pair of panties. Clay told me he was alone in his room and asked me if i cared if he took his cock out and play with it while he talked to me and thought about me wearing those sexy panties. He asked so nicely how could I say no. Clay asked me if I had ever fooled around with another boy. I did not mentionwhat David had done to me but I confessed about giving a friemd a couple of hand jobs. Clay said that he would love for me to stroke his cock. There was a part of me that wanted to invite him over right then but I was able to stop the words from leaving my mouth. I decided to have a little fun with Clay so I asked him what would he do to me if he caught me dressed in nothing but panties. He was silent for a long time, I thought maybe I had lost him. Then he said that he would force me to my knees and take his cock out and make me play with it to get it hard. Then when he was rock hard (like he said he was just thinking about it) he would grab myhead and force his cock passed my lips and force me to give him a blow job. I gulped as my cock throbbed thinking about being forced to suck Clay off. I asked him to describe it, he said his cock was 6 1/2 inches long with a big head at the end, Alongwith a long purple vein going the length of the shaft. I told him I would be wearing a dark red shade of lipstick and that he would see red rings around the shaft of his cock where I had stopped each time he thrusted into my mouth. Even over the phone I could tell he was breathing hard and getting ready to cum. He proved me right as he described forcinghis cock deep into my mouth ahd flooding it with his load of cum forcing me to swallow as much as i could. As I imagined gulping down the load of cum from Clay my cock errupted in my hand and I managed to catch most of it. I started licking my hand clean telling Clay how i would lick the shaft and head after he had cum so I could swallow every ounce of his sperm. He responded that he had just shot his load and told me "Oh Baby, that felt so fucking good." Before Clay hung up the phone he made me promise to never talk about our conversation with anyone. I told him our secret was safe with me, but I would probably be reliving it in my fantasies for a long time. He told me that he would be doing the same and then he hung up. I felt satisfied and a little tired so I snuggled in my covers and went to sleep, knowing i would probably dream of Clay and being on my knees and sucking his cock.