Subject: Cross-Dressing Adulterer
Story Codes: MF mf Mg FF xdres m-solo adultery
Author: Ronald <alsload@comcast.net>
Posted By: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary:
Ronald is married to Susan and serves in the Air Force. Susan, his
overweight wife, enjoys sex but doesn't approve of his "special" sexual
interests which include cross-dressing - but she tolerates it. What she
doesn’t know about is his deep hunger for young girls such as Holly, her
sister Debbie's eight year-old daughter. She also has no idea what he did
with his younger sister Debbie when they were younger. Imagine if Susan knew
her husband's TRUE feeling about her or what he was telling people on-line
about their marriage, including posting nude pics of her!
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 - An Introduction to Ronald and Susan
Chapter 2 - A Cross-Dresser's Confession
Chapter 3 - A Pedophile's Confession
Chapter 4 - My Early Masturbation Experiences
Chapter 5 - My High School Adventures
Chapter 6 - Playing With My Sister Donna
Chapter 7 - Fun Exploring Gini
Chapter 8 - Asking My Wife To Helps With My Makeup
Chapter 9 - Camming With My Wife
Chapter 10 - Masturbating for My Wife
Chapter 11 - My Wet Dream About Kelly
Chapter 12 - My Love Letter to Kelly
Chapter 13 - My Fantasy Sex With Kelly and Her Cousin Kristi
Chapter 14 - A Letter to My Sister-In-Law
Chapter 15 - Cheating With My Sister-In-Law and Niece
Chapter 16 - A Confession to My Wife
Chapter 17 - A Letter to My Wife on Our 6th Anniversary
Chapter 18 - E-Mails Between Kelly and Ronald's Wife
Chapter 19 - Kelly Chats With Ronald's Wife
Chapter 1 - An Introduction to Ronald and Susan
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Ronald has written two introductions. The first one was what he thought he
SHOULD write while the second was what he WANTED to write.
First Introduction
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Hi! I’m Ronald and I am 33 years old and am about to celebrate six years of
marriage to a wonderful woman named Susan. We have two little boys, Jeremy
who is four and Bobby who is one years. I am in the military so I am away
from my family (unfortunately) quite a bit during any given year. Thank GOD
for webcams, email, and a very active imagination... Kelly’s stories never
hurt either.
For both of us, this is our second and hopefully LAST marriage. I was
married for five years the first time to (think typical stereotype) a Red-
Headed Irish-Italian girl whose great-grandfather was part of the Sicilian
Mob. Needless to say she had a temper that could kick and elephants ass.
How I ever managed to stay with her for five years is a wonder to me. Trust
me, I didn’t stay just for the sex... she would usually just lie there while
I did all the work. I mainly stayed because at the time I didn’t believe in
divorce and she was a pretty good cook... love me some pasta. But, like the
old saying goes... ”all bad things must come to an end.”
Well, thankfully, I met Susan after I was divorced and ours is kind of a
romance story as to how we met. When I first moved out of my parents house
back in 1994, I got an apartment with another guy from my church. We started
going to a new church and even went to the college group for Bible Study.
Well, as time went on, my roommate went on one date with a girl named Susan.
I never got to meet her as she could tell right away that he wasn’t the right
one for her, so she called it off and that was that.
Well, after my divorce and her divorce, she finds my profile on a Christian
Singles dating website. We start exchanging emails and I find out that we
had been going to the same church, and had even been in the college group.
It was like fate wanted us to get together but life kept throwing up
roadblocks. Well, in December 2000 we started dating and our first real date
was for lunch after church and then to a movie... The Emperor’s New Groove
(Disney cartoon). After the movie she had to go to her school (she is an
Elementary School teacher... just like our favorite Ms. Kelly) and I asked if
I could go with her. We got there and I helped her grade some papers and
stuff. When it was time to leave and go our separate ways I walked her to
her car and I told her that I really wanted to kiss her... then I leaned in
and we had the MOST BEAUTIFUL kiss ever. I knew from that very moment that I
was madly in love with her... she finally realized it the next day.
Well, it has been nearly eight years and we are still going strong. As you
will learn from my stories, fantasies, and other postings, I really do love
my wife and I absolutely LOVE making love to her. Of course I also have my
fantasy life as well as my own history. History meaning exploring all
aspects of my younger sister’s sexuality as well as my own when we were kids
ages 11 - 13 (Me) and 9 – 11 (Her). I also have a few fantasies about my
wife’s sister-in-law and her daughter. I even have a couple of other
adventures I will share.
Enjoy!!!!
Ronald
Second Introduction
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Hi, my name is Ronald. I am 33 years old and not so happily married to my
wife Susan. We have been married for 6 years now and our sex life has become
all but non-existent. With a floundering sex life with my wife, I have begun
to discover new sexual outlets. Our dear Kelly has opened a whole new world
to me and I thank her every chance that I get. I have rediscovered the love
that I had with my younger sister when we were younger and how much I would
love to reawaken that love. I have also uncovered my infatuation for my
sister-in-law Debbie and her 8 year old daughter Holly. I would love to
experience the joy of having sex with Debbie and being the first to enjoy
Holly. I have also finally opened up about my love of dressing in women’s
clothes to someone other than myself. Even better, I have found someone who
actually finds it to be a turn-on (Kelly).
I hope that you enjoy the stories, letters and chats. I know that I am
definitely enjoying writing them. Cum back soon for more in the saga that is
me.
Ronald
Chapter 2 - A Cross-Dresser's Confession
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Here is my full confession about my dressing:
I have actually been dressing off and on for the better part of the last
eighteen years. I have had several breaks in the middle but now I love
dressing every chance I get... which isn't very often. I started back in the
late 80's and early 90's sneaking my sisters panties, bras, swimsuits, and
clothes and wearing them. At first it was just a sexual thrill for me as I
explored my own sexuality. Now, while I still sometimes get a sexual thrill
from it, it is mostly just because I like how the clothes feel on me.
If I had the choice (which I obviously don't), I would definitely go back and
be born into the world as a female instead of a male. To have breasts, a
pussy, long silky hair, a feminine voice, long sexy legs. Also for all of
the wonderful sexy clothes that a woman gets to wear... if she chooses to.
My dressing is my way of dealing with the fact that I wasn't born as a girl.
If I didn't have a single care or attachment in the world, and if I could
afford it, I would probably go through the pain of hormone therapy and Sex
Reassignment Surgery. But, because I do have people and things that I care
about, I could never go through with it.
Anyways, back to the dressing. I started with my younger sister's clothes
and underwear and they actually fit me pretty good because at the time, I was
a pretty skinny kid and just happened to be about the same size as my sister.
One day, she had a friend spend the night and they went swimming. Well, when
she went back home, she forgot her bathing suit at our house. I found it in
the hamper and it quickly became the first piece in my own clothing
collection followed by a pair of my sister's panties and a bra. I wore that
one-piece sexy bathing suit as often as I could while in my room alone.
After a while, they managed to get lost in a move and I was once again
without any clothes to dress in. It wasn't until after high school that I
started dressing again.
During the third of fourth year of my first marriage, I started once again
collecting clothes that I could wear. I went to a local thrift store and
bought a couple of dresses, some shirts and a skirt. I also started
borrowing my ex- wife's (Tracy) bras and panties. I would wear the bras and
panties under my clothes when I got to work and would often find myself in
the bathroom masturbating during my breaks. Eventually, I had purchased my
first set of breastforms on eBay and had started to wear them at home.
Tracy eventually got tired of me wearing her bras and panties so she actually
bought me two bras and about five or six pairs of sexy panties for me to
wear. Over time, I got more and more adventurous and would often wear the
clothing full time while I was at home, saving my boy clothes for when I went
out. A couple of times, I even wore my girl clothes while taking out the
trash and checking the mail. I couldn't convince myself to get any more
brave than that. Over time, aside from all of the other problems in our
marriage, Tracy and I decided to get a divorce.
A few months after our divorce proceeding had started, we were both still
living in the same house but in different bedrooms (we had two master
bedrooms). One night, Tracy was having one of her friends stay the night
after they went out. Actually, her friend, Nicole, was a model, fitness
trainer, and a stripper. Tracy and Nicole were going to Nicole's strip club
for a night of fun. Before they went out, Tracy wanted me to look at her
brand new nipple piercings. I told her that I would look at them if I could
look at and fondle Nicole's breasts as well. I had always had a crush on
Nicole and she had just gotten a boob-job taking her from an 32A- to a 32C.
Nicole agreed, took off her top, and allowed me to feel her up.
I then enjoyed Tracy's breasts for a little bit as well. After that, I asked
Nicole how much it would be to get a lap dance from her. It was like $10 and
she said should would dance for me to any one song of my choosing. I paid
the $10 and picking out one of those ridiculously long songs. She began
dancing for me and had eventually taken off her leopard print halter top and
her incredibly tight black mini-skirt leaving her dancing for me in just her
black satin thong panties. I was only wearing a pair of underwear, a t-
shirt, and a pair of spandex bike shorts (was planning on going for a ride
that evening). She made my cock so incredibly hard during that dance that I
am still surprised that I didn't cum all over her through my clothes.
After the lap-dance, she got dressed and she and Tracy headed out to the
club. When they came back, they were both pretty hammered and after
undressing in Tracy's room they both went to bed together. I don't know what
all happened behind the closed doors but I am guessing that they both fell
asleep because they were both really drunk and it 3:00 in the morning. The
next day, Nicole left early and Tracy left shortly after. Nicole had left
her bag with her clothes and stuff at our place and I decided to get nosy.
In her bag, I found the halter top and her skirt. Thinking I would only
borrow them for a little while, I took them back to my room proceeded to try
them on. First I held them up to my nose and took a deep breath of the
wonderful scent that was Nicole. I still remember it today, her clothes
smelled so sweet, like she sweat pure sugar and honey.
I tried putting the halter top on but it didn't fit because she was a several
sizes smaller than I was. I then tried on the skirt. It was incredibly
tight but I managed to get it all the way on. It looked so sexy and felt
incredible on me. Wearing my own panties, I masturbated several time while
wearing that skirt and came on the skirt and halter top multiple time. I
actually kept both for several weeks before I eventually returned them to
Tracy's room, with her thinking they had just been misplaced.
While still living in the house with Tracy, I met Susan and we had started
dating. We were both going through a divorce so unfortunately, I wasn't
going to be her first. But we still had plenty of sex and conversations.
Eventually, I moved out of the house and into an apartment of my own and I
took brought all of my girl clothes with me. Up to this point, Susan didn't
know that I dressed. After living in the apartment for a few months, Susan
discovered my stash of girl clothes and I explained everything to her.
That night, she actually got really adventurous and had me dress up in one of
my dresses with the panties, bra, and breastforms included. She then took me
into the bathroom and used her make-up on me. Her make-up was a little pale
for me but it still felt really REALLY good to be wearing it and even though
I looked pale, I thought I looked pretty good... just wish that I had had
long hair at the time (had cut my long hair off about a year earlier). I
will see if I can find a picture of me with long hair for you. If I wasn't
in the Air Force, I would definitely grow my hair long again so that I could
style it like a girl does. Shortly thereafter, she asked me to get rid of
everything and I did it for her.
After I joined the Air Force and graduated basic training, I moved to a new
base for technical training. While at my last tech school, I had a private
room. One day I got a Valentine's day present from Susan and in it were
three pairs of sexy thong panties that I still have today. A few days
earlier, I had gone to Victoria's Secret to get some bras and panties for
Susan for Valentine's day. While I was there, I got a bra and some panties
for myself as well. Still have them as well. I even went online and bought
a nice black mini skirt and a lace back red and black blouse, both of which I
still have and enjoy.
Since then I have slowly and steadily added to my collection of girl clothes.
Susan know that I have them and she allows me to wear panties anytime but she
prefers that I only wear the clothing and breastforms when she isn't around.
I can live with that as I get the chance anytime she goes out to a movie or
shopping or anything else that leaves me home alone. I currently have 5
dresses, 4 skirts, 2 shorts, 1 pants, 7 shirts, 4 camis, 8 bras, and about 20
- 30 pairs of panties, as well as 3 one-piece bathing suits and 2 bikinis.
When I fly missions out of town, I like to take a small assortment of clothes
and my breastforms with me to dress while I am sitting in my hotel room all
alone with nothing else to do.
I hope that you have enjoyed my full confession. I love wearing my clothes
and I can't wait to wear them for you, my Goddess, my Kelly. If you like, I
can give you my sizes and mailing address if you ever want to send me
something to wear just for you; especially if it is something of yours. Just
let me know and I will send you that info.
All My Love,
Ronald
Chapter 3 - A Pedophile's Confession
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My Dearest Angel Kelly,
For as long as I can remember, I have been attracted to teen and pre-teen
girls. I have always loved seeing these young girls as they walk down the
street or around the mall. I love seeing these thin, not skinny, girls
wearing their incredibly short shorts and nearly criminally short skirts
showing me their tight long or short, as the case may be, legs. I love
seeing their still developing perky breasts going from flat to not so flat to
fully developed.
Generally speaking, I prefer girls that are between the ages of about eleven
and sixteen. At this age, they are just developing physically and are not
fully aware of how their hot little bodies turn men/ME on. Although, I have
on rare occasions found a few girls that were younger than 11 that I found
myself attracted to.
I remember one time that I was at a water park with Susan and we were going
up the stairs to a water slide. Right behind us were a couple of young teens
in their bikinis. As we were standing in one place waiting for the line to
move again, I turned around mainly just to look at the scenery. As I looked
around, I noticed this hot little brunette that was standing right behind me.
She was wearing a sexy salmon colored bikini and I noticed that the top was
just a little bit bigger than she was developmentally. As I looked down at
her, I noticed that there was about a half-inch gap between her breast and
the fabric of her bikini. This meant that I had a very good view of sexy
growing breast and her hard little nipple. And yes, I did notice that her
nipple was indeed hard. Thankfully, she never noticed that I was looking at
her and neither did Susan.
There have been several times that I tried to touch a girl without her
knowing it. I will try to tell you a few of the times, hopefully I can
remember all of the details for you. I remember one time back in high
school, I stayed the night with a friend of mine. He had four other younger
brothers and one younger sisters. His younger sister was about 11 I think
and very cute. Thin with long brown hair, and I think she was already a 32A
by this point. Well, on this night, I kind of got into a tickly fight with
her. I can’t even tell you how many times I was able to get a handful of her
perky breasts as I was tickling her sides and stomach as well as the
occasionally sneaky feel of her little pussy through her thin cotton pajamas
as I was tickling the insides of her thighs. I also remember getting into a
couple of tickle fights with my Holly and although she doesn’t have any
breast development yet, I was able to get a couple of sneaky feels of her
young little pussy through her tights or shorts.
When I masturbate about them, I think about how virginal and innocent they
are. I think about hugging then to me and gently kissing their soft sweet
lips. About feeling their perky growing breasts pushing against my stomach
and/or chest (depending on how tall they are). I think about taking their
shirts off revealing the small sexy bras that they are wearing. I think
about kneeling in front of them and undoing the button and zipper of her
incredibly short tight little shorts. I then slowly pull them down and work
them over the growing hump that will one day be a very perfect womanly ass
and then I slide them down her thin, tight legs and help her to step out of
them.
At this point I would quickly strip down to my own underwear so that we are
both standing there in just our underwear. I then hug her to me again,
feeling her satiny bra against my chest and satiny matching panties as they
press against my underwear covered dick. As I am hugging her to me, I reach
behind her back and undo the clasp of her bra. She feels this and steps away
from me slightly and allows me to slip the straps off of her shoulders
uncovering the perfect perky breasts that she has been hiding from me. Her
soft skin feels so sensual against me and I can finally feel her hard little
nipples pressing into my chest.
Next, we continue kissing and I carefully lay her down in her canopy bed with
pink and purple fabrics. Her long brown hair cascading out around her head
like a crown. I kneel on the ground between her spread legs and begin
teasing her panty covered pussy. I can feel the warmth that is emanating
from her through the satiny red panties. Even though the fabric feels good
against my hand, I know that she will feel even better without them. I wrap
my fingers inside the waistband of her panties and slowly begin to peel them
off of her. Slowly I unveil the sliver of heaven that awaits me. I continue
to remove her tiny little panties and throw them onto the floor with her bra,
shirt and shorts. She is now naked before me and I can smell the scent of
ambrosia that is emanating from within her. I then lean in and begin a slow
methodical feasting on the juices that are slowly dripping from her virgin
pussy.
After several minutes, I feel her body start to tense up and shiver and I
realize that she is starting to have her first orgasm that she didn’t give
herself. All of a sudden she pussy erupts and the lava flow of her heavenly
pussy juices shoot into my waiting mouth. I drink her down as quickly as I
can and the rest floods over my face and shoulders and chest and onto the
bed. Once she has recovered, I stand up and have her remove my underwear and
she takes me into her mouth and begins sucking on my dick like she was a
seasoned pro. As erotic as this situation has been so far, I know that I
will not last very long. After several minutes of her sucking on me, I pull
out of mouth and we both lay down on the bed. I lay on my back and I pull
her up on top of me. She is now straddling my legs holding my hard dick in
her small hands trying to decide what else she is supposed to do with it. I
reach up and begin fondling her small breasts, teasing her nipples between my
fingers. She then moves up and carefully positions the head of my dick at
the entrance to her virgin pussy.
Next she slowly starts to sit down on my dick, slowly pushing more and more
of me into her. Eventually, I reach her hymen and she knows it. She seems
to want this more than I do, if that is even possible, and raises up a little
and then quickly drops all of her weight down on top of me, shattering her
virginity and driving me into the depths of her newly deflowered pussy. As I
rip through her cherry, she screams in pain but that is quickly replaced by
pleasure as she then begins to raise and lower her pussy on my dick. After a
few minutes, her tight little pussy squeezes down on my dick as she is having
another orgasm. Not wanting to get left behind, I start to feel my own
orgasm starting to build in my balls. I tell her that that I am about to cum
but she seems not to hear me as she starts to move even faster up and down
the length of my dick. I can’t hold back any long and my dick literally
explodes within her. Jet after jet of warm cum shoots out of me into her
waiting quivering pussy which sends her into yet another orgasm.
That scenario is just one of the hundreds of things that I think about when I
am masturbating about teen and pre-teen girls. If I could only fuck one age
group for the rest of my life, it would definitely be the hot girls that are
within the 11 – 16 age bracket. I can’t even tell you how many times I have
been sitting somewhere like the mall food court or at a playground with my
kids and some teen or pre-teen sits down or plays around us wearing on a
short skirt and not caring that I could see everything that she has to offer.
On a few occasions, there were even a few who weren’t even wearing panties
under their skirts. Needless to say, as soon as I got back home, I went to
the bathroom and masturbated to what I had just seen.
After thinking about all of this, I would love to see pictures of both you
and Kristi from when you were in the 11 – 16 age range and wearing your sexy
if not slutty outfits. From what I have read, I know that you, on several
occasions, would wear sexy outfits just to tease the boys and men who you
walked past. PLEASE!!!!!!!
It really is a shame that I can’t discuss my feeling about teen and pre-teen
girls with Susan. It would be very nice if I was able to walk through the
mall and look at the young girls there and be able to tell her how I feel
about them and would I would love to do with them. I am very glad that I
have you to tell all of my secret desires and fantasy to.
When I am at the mall or out by myself, when I see a hot sexy young girl
walking around, I often times will follow her around for a while, trying not
to give away the fact that I am following her. One thing I forgot to tell
you about me was that one of the last jobs I had before I joined the Air
Force, was being a Model Scout for an agency that has since gone bankrupt. I
can’t even tell you how many times I would follow girls and more specifically
hot teen and pre-teen girls around and into clothing stores and lingerie
stores all under the guise of scouting them for modeling. It always made me
so hot getting to talk to them and flirt with them and tell them how
beautiful they were. I had a partner that I went out scouting with. Her
name was Christine and she was the epitome of the blonde bombshell. She was
incredibly gorgeous and I always got so hot thinking about her.
Unfortunately, nothing ever happened between me and Christine but God knows
that I really wish that it had.
I really wish that Susan would support my cross-dressing. I would love to be
able to dress up with her and go out to a club or restaurant or something
down in San Francisco (1 hr away from here). I agree that she really should
learn to deal with it and accept it because she married me and the cross-
dressing is a part of me. Her lack of a sex drive sounds more like an excuse
than anything else. The fact is that she has never been very interested in
sex, let alone with me, and now she is blaming me for her lack of sexual
desire.
You asked if I was going to start looking for another woman to satisfy my
needs since Susan won’t. Simple answer is yes. Just today, I signed up for
a site called AshleyMadison.com. The whole site is dedicated to helping
married people have an affair. I have already found the profile of several
hot women within about 50 miles of me that just want to have an affair,
whether it be through email or actually in person. I hope to hear from some
of them and maybe even arrange a hook-up.
Love,
Ronald
Chapter 4 - My Early Masturbation Experiences
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During the two years that Debbie and I played together, I got to see her in
and out of many very cute outfits and enjoyed getting to feel her through the
sensually soft materials of her bras and panties. Well, after we stopped
playing with each other I began to miss the feeling of that soft material
against the skin of my hands, chest and hard cock; not to mention the feel of
her against me as well.
Eventually, we moved to Kingman and after a year and a half of renting, my
parents bought a nice roomy house for us to live in. Since Debbie and I were
no longer experimenting with each other’s bodies, I started to explore other
aspects of my newly discovered sexuality. One day when I was home alone, I
snuck into my sister’s room and borrowed some of her clothes to masturbate
to. I always avoided actually cumming on the clothes so as to not give away
what I was doing. The only time I ever came in her clothes was when it was
her dirty panties that I had pulled out of the laundry basket. The more I
did this, the more I realized how good some of the materials felt against my
skin.
Soon I started putting her panties and bras on just to see how they would
feel as I masturbated. Luckily, I was a really skinny kid so most if not all
of her clothes fit me. I began to really enjoy the feeling of having her
clothes on, the feeling of the soft, sensual material as it caressed my body.
I loved how the tight panties fit so perfectly against my crotch, how the bra
gently squeezed my chest, how her skirts and dresses caressed my legs as I
moved.
One night, one of her friends spent the day and night at our house and went
swimming. Inadvertently, she had left her bathing suit at our house when she
went home and didn’t realize it. I pulled it out of the dirty clothes hamper
and it became my first piece of clothing in my small little collection.
Wearing that one-piece bathing suit was like magic for my young body as it
fit like a glove. I really enjoyed how the spandex material covered my upper
body and it looked really cute as well. I wore it every chance that I got
and came in it several times. I even wore it under my regular clothes a few
times. Surprised I never got caught.
Shortly after we moved to Kingman, another family moved to town from New
Mexico. The kids’ names were John and Carla. John became my best friend and
Carla became Donna’s best friend. Every so often, Donna or I would spend the
night at their place and vice-versa. One night, Carla spent the night at our
house and I spent the night at their house. I don’t know where Carla slept,
but I slept in her bed that night.
After everyone had gone to bed with me sleeping in her room, I locked the
door and proceeded to explore her closet. I tried on her bras, panties,
swimsuits, dresses and other clothes as well. Needless to say, I came in my
own clothes a couple of times that night and one very sexy pair of satin
panties. I did make sure that everything made it back into its rightful
place before I went to sleep. After that night, and a couple other
instances, my dressing adventures came to an end, for the most part.
Chapter 5 - My High School Adventures
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During high school, I was very active in the band and became great friends
with a lot of the girls that I hung out with. Being in the marching band and
concert band, we made many trips to other towns and cities around Arizona for
competitions. It was during many of these bus rides back to our town that
one of my girl/friends (notice not girlfriends) would lay her head against my
chest under a blanket or coat or something and attempt to get some sleep
(this happened several times with a few different girls). While they were
laying there against me, I would wrap my hands around her so that my hands
were right below her breasts.
As we laid there together I would slowly start to move my thumbs, rubbing
them against the bottoms of her breasts. Eventually, I would carefully move
my hand further up until they were fully covering her soft breasts. On a
couple of occasions, the girl would even let my move my hand up underneath
her shirt and fondle her breasts over her satiny or lacy bra. The girls
didn’t seem to mind and from what a few of them told me, it was very
comforting and they slept really well while I was doing it. For me, on the
other hand, this was very erotic and was my introduction to girls aside from
my sister.
After that, my main focus, aside from music, became girls. I had a couple of
girlfriends, the longest of which was Jennifer. While I usually tell people
that Tracy (my-first wife) was the first person I ever had sex with, well,
that isn’t entirely accurate. Aside from my encounters with my sister,
Jennifer was the first person I ever had real sexual relations with. On
numerous occasions, we would have long heated kissing sessions at her house,
at my house, and even at school. Aside from our heated kissing sessions, we
would explore each other’s bodies with our hands, and mouths. She was the
first person to ever give me a blow-job and I was the first person to ever go
down on her. While the blow-jobs occurred only a couple times, I went down
on her nearly every chance that I got.
As I have told you several times, I love the way a woman tastes especially
when she cums. Every time I went down on her, she came hard. Nearly every
time after I made her orgasm, we would dry hump the way my sister and I
would, with her being naked and me still having my bottoms on. I would
always do my best to make sure that she came this way as well. On several
occasions, during lunchtime at school, our band teacher would lock up the
band room to go have lunch. Well, Jennifer and I would hide out until the
room was locked up and then we would make out and bring each other to an
orgasm in many different ways, usually stroking and fingering, and the
occasional BJ and pussy feast. All of this was in the privacy of the locked-
up band room. We even did this several times during our last class of the
day, Photography. Needless to say, I got a few good shots of her in the
darkroom as we were developing our pictures. Unfortunately, I think she kept
all of them along with the negatives.
Our last encounter started out very nicely. We planned on having our first
intercourse that day. We both got naked and I went down on her and made her
cum as usual. After that, I opened the condom that I had bought and put it
on. She lay down on her back and I knelt over her and we carefully
positioned the head of my penis at the opening of her pussy. She was
incredibly tight as I began to push into her. I don’t think I even made it
as far as her hymen but I do remember that as I was starting to cum in the
condom, she started asking me to pull out. I was already in the middle of
cumming so I just held it there till I was done and then pulled out of her.
I don’t think I actually went in far enough to pop her cherry but I
personally consider that my introduction into manhood and no longer being a
virgin. About a week later my family made its next migration all the way
down to Mesa, Arizona.
While I was dating Jennifer, I had a chance relationship that I still think
about to this day and am still ashamed of at the same time. I was in my
junior year of high school and Chenelle was still in 8th Grade. When I
started dating Jennifer, I started going to her church. Well, Chenelle was
also in the youth group. On several occasions, the group would go out and do
things. One night on the way back from somewhere, I was sitting in the back
row of the 15 passenger van, Jennifer was sitting next to me, and Chenelle
was sitting next to her. It was late at night and it was very dark.
Chenelle had her back turned toward Jennifer who was lying against me and my
arm was around her back. I don’t know why she did it, but Chenelle grabbed
my hand, put it under her shirt and bra and directly on her young teenaged
breast. I don’t know why but I left it there and continued to fondle her
breast until we arrived at our destination. This was the start of a lot of
fun.
Chapter 6 - Playing With My Sister Donna
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Hi Kelly,
I figure the best way to start this page of mine is to start at the very
beginning. The beginning just happens to start when I was 11 years old. My
family and I had just moved from San Diego, California to the small towns of
Arizona. This was back in the summer of 1986. It was just my mom and dad,
me, and my nine year-old sister Donna (we called her Debbie for short). When
we first moved to AZ, we lived on a ranch in the back hills of a small town
called Yarnell. We didn’t own the ranch but were but church we were
attending was using it as a boy’s ranch for juvenile delinquents. We were so
poor living on that ranch that my bedroom was the front screened in porch
with all of the daddy long leg spider and huge centipedes (my dad actually
killed one that was heading straight for my head). Well, after about 3
months, the owner of the ranch decided to sell it so we were forced to move
again. This time we moved to PreRonald Valley into a two bedroom house.
This is where the fun began.
At this time, I was eleven and my hormones were starting to rage and my
sister was only nine years old and just starting to develop. As this was
only a twp bedroom house, my sister and I had to share a bedroom. My brain
was on sexual overdrive. With us sharing a room, I constantly got to see her
in various stages of dress and undress. On numerous occasions I even got so
see her fully nude. It was about this time that I discovered my dad’s
collection of porn tapes. I started watching them when I was alone and a
couple of times, Debbie actually watched them with me. Seeing my sister nude
on numerous occasions and seeing what was happening on the tapes, I began to
get very curious. After several months of living in the bigger bedroom with
my sister, my parent’s decided they wanted the bigger room so that traded
with us and gave us the bedroom with the private bathroom.
At the time, my sister and I had bunk beds... me on top of course. Many
nights after my parents went to bed, I would climb down and get into bed with
my sister to sleep. Her breasts hadn’t started to grow yet so I started with
other areas of her body. She usually wore a nightgown and panties to bed and
I usually wore just pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. With her consent of
course... both of us being curious... I slowly slid my hand up under her
nightgown and started to explore her virgin pussy through her panties. For a
while, I was too nervous to try going underneath her panties. Needless to
say, I usually got a good handful before eventually stopping and going back
to bed. At this point, I didn’t really have a clue as to what I was actually
doing, although, Debbie certainly seemed to be enjoying it as she would
squirm around on the bed with a big smile on her face while I was feeling her
up.
For a while this was about as far as we went... me fondling her panty-covered
pussy while we snuggled in her bed. One time our parents actually caught us
in bed like this and we used the excuse that we were just trying to keep warm
as it was cold in the house. It was the middle of winter and the house
actually was pretty cold but our parents made me climb back up into my own
bed to sleep. Oh well, I knew that wasn’t going to be the last time that I
would get to enjoy my sister’s body. When August rolled around, my dad
accepted a preaching position at a church in the small mining town of Bagdad,
AZ.
While still living in PreRonald Valley, every weekend we would make the 3
hour drive to Bagdad so my dad could preach. We had a pickup truck with a
camper shell on it where my sister and I would sit while our parents would
sit in the front seat. My sister and I would stack all of the pillows,
blankets, suitcases, and everything else we could find into the open space
between the front of the truck and the back so that our parents couldn’t see
what we were doing. It was during the long road trips every weekend that
Debbie and I would play. Mostly it was me teasing her still virgin pussy
through her shorts, pants, or under her skirts but sometimes, I even got
brave enough to pull her panties aside and actually use my finger inside her
tiny little pussy. On a few occasions, she would lie down on her back and I
would climb up on top of her and we would dry hump with our clothes on.
Definitely not as pleasurable as what it could have been but still a lot of
fun. Still surprised our parents never caught us.
Around December of 1987, my parents decided to actually move to Bagdad. With
the exception of Debbie, that was the worst year of my life. Bagdad is one
of those towns where if you weren’t born there you were an outsider and we
were definitely that. Debbie became not only my sister but also my best
friend and sexual partner. As my Dad was the pastor of the local church, he
was out visiting the church patrons a lot and my mom had her own job as well.
This left me and Debbie alone a lot of the time. With all that free time on
our hands, we decided to advance our exploration of each other.
One day while playing with her virgin pussy through her panties, I leaned in
and kissed her, not a brother/sister kiss but more along the lines of a kiss
between lovers. It was kind of weird at first but it soon became very nice.
By now she was 10 and her breasts were starting to develop so she had on a
training bra over her newly forming breasts and puffy nipples. While
exploring her panty covered pussy, I used my other hand and brought it up
under her shirt and started to gently fondle her breasts through her training
bra. This was the first time I had ever felt a girls breasts, and
thankfully, it wasn’t the last time.
Over the course of the next several months, as our curiosity increased, we
began to wear less and less clothing during our encounters. We would always
kiss and her lips tasted so sweet. I would suckle on her developing breasts
and tease her hard little nipples with my tongue. For the most part, I still
didn’t really have a clue as to what I was doing but we were having fun
regardless. Debbie was the first between us to be completely naked during
our encounters. While kissing her and/or sucking on her breasts, I would let
my hand trail down to her still virgin pussy and play with her outer lips and
the little nub at the top of her pussy which I later found out was a girls
clitoris... all I knew was that she really liked it when I played with it.
After playing with her clit for a while, I moved my hand down a little
further and began to probe the opening to her pussy. I would gently push
first one then two fingers into her. I would get in a little ways and my
fingers would run into her hymen. I didn’t want to break it but I kept my
fingers moving inside of her until she started to squirm again. I kept this
up until her whole body went rigid and I realized she was having an orgasm.
I never knew girls could do that until then.
After a few more encounters like this, I eventually worked my way down to
being naked with her. Until now, we had always dry humped each other, but I
always had some kind of clothing on. Well, this time, I went sans clothes
along with her. After fondling her and kissing her and teasing her still
virgin pussy for a while, I climbed on top of her and began to perform my
typical dry humping maneuver only this time there weren’t any clothes
separating us. It was the first time we had direct skin to skin contact
between my hard dick and her little pussy. As I kept sliding my cock up and
down the length of her pussy lips, in the back of my mind, I kept worrying I
might get her pregnant. As good as it felt to have her pussy lips rubbing up
against the underside of my hard little cock, my fears eventually won out.
Although I did eventually cum on her stomach, it was unfortunately the last
time we ever played with each other. That was right around November of 1988.
Ever since then I have wondered what would have happened if I hadn’t let my
fears get the better of me. I have often fantasized about that very thing.
But the telling of those fantasies will have to wait for another day. For
now, I have to go do some private remembering... ;-) ;-)
Love, Ronald
Chapter 7 - Fun Exploring Gini
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Hi Kelly,
Sorry I’ve been so slow getting these updates to you. They have been keeping
me really busy flying lately. 4,000 people so far is pretty awesome. I am
still amazed that my stories are that popular. Speaking of stories, here is
a story that I had sent you before but I figured I would write it up again so
that you could include it on the website. This is the story of my brief
exploration of my friend Gini while I was in training for a year and away
from my wife. I hope you enjoy it.
At the beginning of Summer 2002, I joined the Air Force and started Basic
Training. While Basic Training is typically only 6 weeks long, mine got
stretched out an additional two and a half weeks because of an injury. Well,
to make a long story short, I finally graduated and the very next day, Susan
and I got married. The day after our wedding at the Justice of the Peace, we
were separated yet again so that I could continue on with my training. I had
several different schools that I would have to attend in four different
states before my training was complete. Because of this, Susan had to return
home to continue teaching until the end of the next school year.
While attending the first school, Enlisted Aircrew Undergraduate Training, I
made several friends that I still keep until this day even though we are
stationed at different bases. One of these friends was a girl named Gini.
As our friendship grew, she became like a little sister to me. We confided
in each other and comforted each other in times of need. After two months at
the first school, I got transferred to a my next base and my next school;
Water Survival. Gini was about a week or so behind me so I had to go by
myself. Even though it was a lot of fun, it was only a week long. A week
filled with swimming in the ocean, mock parachute landings in water, and
life-raft survival training. Then came the grand finale, three consecutive
Para-sailing flights where we actually had to disconnect from the tow line
and float down approximately 600 feet under a parachute and land in the
water. After landing in the water, we had to float around in a one man life
raft for about an hour or two waiting to get picked up by a Coast Guard
helicopter. If I could, I would definitely go back and do it all again.
Well, after that one week of training, it was time to move yet again, this
time up to eastern Washington for Land Survival school. This school was two
weeks long. The first week was all classroom instruction teaching us the
basics of survival after having bailed out of a crippled aircraft or after
having survived a plane crash. While a lot of the stuff was of a classified
nature, it did give us the knowledge we would need during the second week of
training. At the beginning of the second week, we were issued a lot of gear
and were bussed up to the mountains of eastern Washington for a week of field
training. We learned how to kill, skin, and cook a rabbit, how to make and
use a hiding place, how to navigate and use a GPS, and how to call for and
signal a rescue chopper.
The only downside was that we got the first snow of the season and two days
later is rained turning everything to slush. Every night it got down to sub-
zero temperatures and a sleeping bag only does so much to keep you warm.
During the last day of our field training, we simulated being captured by the
enemy (hoods on the head, hands tied, etc.). While the early part of the
week was all camping and hiking, this day seemed a little more real. We were
made to STAND (no sitting allowed) in a two foot wide by four feet deep by
six foot tall completely blacked out cell with nothing but a coffee can for a
bathroom (you guess it... #1 & #2). We even had to go through simulated
interrogations.
After about 24 hours of this training, they brought us back to the base and
gave us some more classroom instruction which taught us the basics of
resistance training and POW camp survival (sorry, this stuff is classified).
After the day of class, I went back to my room and after having sat there for
a couple of hours just relaxing, I got a call from none other than my friend
Gini. She gave me her room number and I went up and we sat around chatting
for a while about what we had been up to since I left her three weeks
earlier. Her roommate had already left for the field training so she had the
room all to herself.
After talking for a while we settled in to watch a movie on TV. Back at our
first training school, we found out that we both gave excellent massages so
while we were watching the movie, she laid down on the stomach and I
proceeded to give her a nice back massage. About an hour into the movie, she
fell asleep so I turned off the TV and was about to leave but she asked me to
stay and cuddle with her. As we laid there spooning, she eventually started
to fall asleep again. I was still kind of awake, so I started lightly
running my hand up and down her arm.
As my movements continued, I slowly started to move my hand closer and closer
towards her perky breasts. She didn’t move to stop me so I continued and
eventually I was gently fondling her breasts through her shirt and bra.
After a few minutes, she rolled over onto her back and I continued playing
with her breasts. Getting a little more brave, I started to move my hand
down, over her breasts, across her stomach, slowly making my way towards her
jeans covered pussy. She still didn’t make a move to stop me so I continued.
Eventually, my hand was slowly rubbing her pussy and I could feel the heat as
it emanated through the denim of her tight jeans. At this point, she started
to moan and I could tell that I was making her feel really good. We had a
very special relationship with each but we both knew where the line was and
she said “if you weren’t married already, I would definitely have sex with
you.” As much as we both wanted it, and we both REALLY wanted it, we knew
that we couldn’t. Well, I continued rubbing her pussy and breasts until we
both fell asleep there on her bed. Unfortunately, this was the last time
that Gini and I would have alone together for a few months.
The next day, I had to go back to the simulated POW camp for more resistance
training. I wish I could tell you more about it but let me just tell you
that after two days in the camp, the last two hours was the most emotional.
After having been beaten and abused both mentally and physically (all of
which was simulated using open handed slaps in the stomach and light slaps in
the face), we (the prisoners) started to actually resist the abuse. Long
story short, the guards subdued us and formed us up facing the guard tower.
After a while of just standing there listening to the commandant verbally
rape us, we were called to military attention.
At this point, the commandant gave us the command of “About Face” (turn
around) and as soon as we did, we saw the American Flag flying proudly high
above us on a flag pole with the POW/MIA flag below it. Being in the
military, we are supposed to always keep our military bearing (i.e., show no
emotion), but I can guarantee there wasn’t a single dry eye in the entire
camp as each and every one of us instantly gave a full military salute as the
Star Spangled Banner was played over the speakers. As the song ended, we
were dismissed to the busses that were waiting for us. The next day, we were
given our graduation certificates and then it was off to the airport and our
next training base in Oklahoma.
Early in the month of December, Gini and some friends of ours wanted to throw
an early Christmas party but we wanted to do it off base where there weren’t
any restrictions. As Gini and I were kind of like the organizers of the
party we decided to book a hotel room at a local hotel and just watch some
movies and drink. Well, since Gini and I were the first ones there, we
rented to room and went in to get it all setup. It was only 6:00 pm and the
rest of the group wasn’t supposed to show up until around 7:30 or 8:00 so
Gini and I decided to help ourselves to the booze. We started making Tequila
Sunrises (Tequila, OJ, and Grenadine) and Screwdrivers (Vodka & OJ). I guess
we were making them a little too strong because we were both really starting
to feel the effects after about 4 or 5 drinks each.
At one point, we were just sitting there watching TV and drinking our drinks
and she asked me if I would give her a massage. She was sitting on the floor
and I sat on the edge of the bed and began to give her a really good shoulder
massage. After a few minutes, I pulled her up onto the bed and had her lie
down on her stomach so that I could give her a back massage. She was wearing
a really pretty red and black blouse and a tight black skirt.
I began to give her the massage; rubbing from the small of her back to her
shoulder, rubbing her neck and even down her arms. After a few minutes, I
asked her to take off her blouse so that I give her a better massage without
the fabric getting in the way. She sat up a little and unbuttoned her blouse
revealing and lacy red and black bra and a perfect pair of perky breasts.
She laid the blouse on the bed beside us and then laid back down and I
continued the massage. As I continued, I worked my way lower and lower,
massaging her feet, her legs, her thighs, and her tight little butt. As I
was massaging her legs, I slowly worked my hands up under her tight little
skirt to massage her upper thighs and ass, pushing her skirt up higher and
higher. I then worked my way back up her back and undid the clasp of her bra
so that I could massage where the bra strap was hugging her.
As I continued massaging her back, I slowly and carefully moved my hands
lower and lower around her sides and began to also massage the sides of her
soft breasts. Without me saying anything, she quickly stood up and took her
skirt off revealing a lacy red and black pair of boy-short panties that
matched the bra. She looked so sexy standing there in her bra which was
hanging loosely and her matching boy-short panties. At this point, she took
off her bra and laid back down on her stomach.
I massaged her for a little while longer and then asked her to roll over so
that I could continue the “Full-Body” massage that I had started. Without
any hesitation, she rolled over, exposing her perky breasts to me, her
nipples showing her arousal. This time, I started at her feet. Massaging
each toe, then moving up to her foot, then her calf, then her knee, he lower
thigh and then her upper thigh, slowly inching my way closer and closer to
her radiating panty- covered pussy. I then moved back down to her other foot
and repeated my massage, slowly inching my way high and higher. While I
really did want to touch her pussy, I didn’t want to just dive in head first
so I completely avoided it for the time being.
After finishing with her legs, I moved up to her stomach and continued my
massage from there. Moving higher and higher I reached her shoulders and
then massaged up and down each arm. At this point, I knew that it was time
to begin massaging her beautiful breasts. I started with her stomach again
and then slowly moved my way upwards. I wanted to tease her some so I
started with the outer edges of her breasts moving in slow gentle circles, I
began to massage her perfect breasts. Moving ever so slowly closer and
closer towards her hard nipples. Once I finally reached her nipples, I began
to gently roll them between my fingers feeling their incredible hardness. I
then leaned down and lightly flicked my tongue over her nipple and she arched
her back and began to moan. Then opening my mouth, I gently sucked first one
then the other nipple into my mouth teasing her nipples with my tongue and
lightly nibbling on them.
As I was suckling on her perky breasts, I slowly started to move my hand back
down across her stomach to her panty covered pussy mound. I then softly
began rubbing first her shaved mound and then started moving lower and lower
until I was rubbing her pussy lips through her panties. She was already so
wet and I could smell her sweet aroma as I suckled on her breasts. After
rubbing her through her panties for a few minutes, I carefully pulled her
panties aside and got my first skin-to-skin contact with her juicy pussy. I
began by teasing her clit with my fingers and then slowly moving down, I
gently eased first one then a second finger into her incredibly tight little
pussy. I knew that she wasn’t a virgin but as tight as she was, it was
really damn hard to tell that she wasn’t. After a few minutes, just as I was
about to lean down and taste her for the first time, the incredible happened.
The rest of the group arrived and knocked on the door. She quickly jumped
up, gathered up her clothes and ran to the bathroom to get dressed. As she
did this, I went over and opened the door once she was in the bathroom. From
here, we (the whole group) proceeded to get drunk and have fun. After that
night, Gini and I didn’t really have much time to be together alone. At the
time, she smoked and one of the only places to get out the cold and wind near
the dorms where we were living was a little building that was a being used as
a shed. There were chairs inside and an ash can for her ashes, but luckily,
there weren’t any lights. On several occasions, she would need to talk so we
went in there so she could smoke and we could talk. A lot of these times,
she would sit on my lap and I would either fondle her breasts through her
shirt or rub her pussy through her jeans. Unfortunately, a lot of the time,
there were other people that wanted to come in there and smoke as well to get
out of the wind and cold so we never really got a chance to be alone a lot,
but I still am thankful that there wasn’t a light in there.
A few months later in March of 2003, we both graduated from out last school
and were slated to move again to our new bases, her to California and me to
South Carolina. She had just broken up with her boyfriend so I suggested
that we take a drive and spend one last night together as friends. We jumped
in my car and drove to the next town which was an hour away and went to the
mall to hang out and get a bite to eat. On the way up there, we talked a lot
about a bunch of different things. When we got to the mall, we walked around
and did some window shopping and eventually had dinner at Red Robin.
On the drive back to base, I confessed to her that I had been dreaming about
finishing what we had started that night at the Christmas party. She said
that she would really like that as well. She was wearing a nice blouse and a
pair of slacks. I reached over and slowly started running my hand up and
down her legs moving closer and closer towards her pussy. In a matter of
minutes, I had reached my goal and was rubbing her through her slacks. After
a few minutes, I moved my hand up and undid the clasp and zipper of her
slacks and slid my hand inside underneath her lacy panties and began to rub
her clit and finger her pussy.
After about twenty minutes or so, I could tell that she was really enjoying
what I was doing to her so I said “I really wish that it was my tongue doing
this instead of just my fingers.”
“I wish it was your tongue too!”, she said.
“Do you really want to?”
“Yes, I do,” she said.
So I pulled my hand out of her pants and took the first exit of the highway
and found a nice secluded spot on a dirt road in the middle of a corn field.
I stopped the car and we moved to the back seat. We quickly got her out of
her clothes and she laid down and I continued where I had left off at
Christmas time. I began fondling her breasts as a I kneeled on the floor of
the car and gently spread the lips of her pussy exposing her glistening
clitoris. I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist very long and so I brought my
face within inches of her womanhood and breathed her in deeply. She smelled
so sweet and I knew that I just had to taste her. I pushed my tongue out and
got my first real taste of her sweet nectar. She tasted like honey. I
couldn’t believe how good she tasted. Using my tongue, I began to tease her
hard little clit. Almost instantly she began to moan and squirm on the seat.
I brought one hand down, the other still fondling her breasts and nipples,
and started to gently push first one then another fingers into the tight
confines of her pussy. I continued feasting on her juices and fingering her
pussy until finally, after maybe ten or fifteen minutes and several small
orgasms, she had a major orgasm and literally squirted her cum all over my
face. While my jaw was a little bit sore, I knew that I could have feasted
on her juicy pussy all night long.
After cumming that hard, she decided that she wanted to do that same for me.
She had me sit on the seat and she crawled down between my legs and undid the
button and zipper of my jeans and reaching inside pulled my hard cock out.
Within seconds, she had me in her mouth and was excitedly giving me one of
the best blow-jobs of my life. She possessed both the skill and the know-how
to give an excellent blow-job. As good of a job as she was doing, I knew
that I wasn’t going to last very long. Within about ten minutes, I told her
I was about to cum and without saying anything, she plunged my cock even
further into her mouth and began sucking on my like there was no tomorrow,
her tongue dancing on the underside of my cock. Less than a minute later, my
cock erupted in her sucking mouth and she drank down every bit of my cum.
After my orgasm, we both knew it was time for us to head back to base. I
walked her back to her room and gave her a short kiss goodnight and that was
the last time I ever saw her. I have talked to her once or twice on the
phone and in email since then, but we never mentioned our adventures
together. She is now married and has a son of her own. I always wonder what
would have happened if I hadn’t been married. Would we have had sex, would
we have dated or possibly even gotten married and had kids of our own.
Unfortunately, I will never know, but the adventures that we had together
will forever be some of the best times I spent in the Air Force.
I hope you enjoyed this, another tale of my sexual history. There are a few
more to cum and I hope that you continue to enjoy them.
Love, Ronald
Chapter 8 - Asking My Wife To Help With My Makeup
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Hi Kelly,
What follow is an email that I just sent to Susan. I haven’t gotten her
reply yet but I will forward it to you when she sends it. I am hoping her
answer is yes but I guess we will see.
Love, Ronald
Susan,
I want to ask you a question, but I don’t want you to get mad at me. I know
how much you dislike my dressing and sometimes even my mention of it. As you
are probably well aware, now that you are working at Target and eventually
substitute teaching as well, there will probably be several days where you
are at work and I am at home alone while the boys are in school. Well, you
can probably guess what I will be doing on those days besides homework and
watching TV. My question is this, would you be willing to teach me how to
put on make-up (I will buy all of my own stuff and keep it hidden) and do my
hair (wig)? Would you teach me how to pick out outfits that actually look
good together? Would you teach me how to move and act like a girl (This part
is completely optional)?
I know that this is a huge thing to ask you, especially considering how much
you already dislike it. I promise you that I will only do the full dress
when you are at work and the boys are at school. I promise you that by the
time everyone comes home that I will be 100% back to normal (guy mode). I
promise that I will never push you into any of this and if you say no, I will
never ask again.
I want you to know that I do this only for myself and not for anybody else.
I don’t do this to hurt you nor do I do this to punish you for anything.
This is just me wanting to explore the other side of me. The only time I
will ever fully dress in front of you is for maybe some future Halloween. I
also want to remind you that even though I have thought about would it would
be like to be a real woman and occasionally fantasized about it, I would
never go through any kind of body modification (breast implants, hormones,
SRS, etc.) with the exception of just shaving. I am not gay in any way even
though I have wondered what it would be like to be the female in the sexual
relationship.
I love you more than you can imagine and I would never do anything to hurt
you. Please take some time to think about it. I will abide by whatever your
decision may be. Thank you for loving me and for being understanding about
my needs to dress even though you may not always want anything to do with it.
I just keep thinking back to that one night in my apartment when you, after
finding out about my dressing, took it upon yourself to give me a makeover.
I really loved that you did that to/for me and I have secretly wished that
you would do many more times. Please think about it and know that I will
always love you no matter what.
Love Always, Ronald
******************
From: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
To: Ronald <alsload@comcast.net>
Subject: RE: A question for you
Ronald,
I’m sorry, I cannot. You’ve known for most of our relationship that I am not
comfortable with your dressing and that I wish it would stop. In fact,
before we got married, you promised me that you would stop and not do it
anymore, and you even threw away your clothes. I was foolish to think that
would be the end of it, and you really would stop like you promised. It
wasn’t until we were married and moved to Charleston that I realized how
naïve I was, and that the dressing would never go away, even if it ruined our
relationship. I understand that now and try to tolerate and live with it. I
do appreciate that you try to hide it from me, but just knowing that you are
doing it when I am not home bothers me sometimes, but I cannot control that.
I guess as long as you are home alone and the kids are not there, then there
is no harm in it, at least to them.
I will be honest with you. The dressing is a HUGE turn off for me. HUGE.
And I’m already having issues right now in terms of sex, if you haven’t
noticed. Lately my sex drive has gone and I no longer have the desire to
have sex. I make myself do it to make you happy, but usually I just want to
get it over with and go to sleep. I feel bad about that, and I try to make
you happy but it’s uncomfortable for me. The last few times we have had sex,
I haven’t even orgasmed, and I haven’t cared, honestly. I feel so bad for
saying that and I hope that doesn’t hurt your feelings. I don’t know what is
wrong with me. I wish I could fix it. I think part of it is physical,
because my hormones are just crazy now that I am on BC. And part of it is
our relationship... I just don’t really feel close or connected to you
anymore, and I don’t know what to do to fix that.
I think if I forced myself to get involved in your cross-dressing right now,
it would just make things go from bad to worse in our sex life, and destroy
it completely. And I want to fix it, not make it worse. I hope you
understand. I do love you, and I don’t want to hurt your feelings or tell
you that you CAN’T dress. (mostly because I know you will anyway).
Anyway, I’m sorry if this wasn’t the answer you were hoping for.
Susan
******************
From: Ronald <alsload@comcast.net>
To: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
Subject: RE: A question for you
Susan,
Thank you for being so open and honest with me. Like I told you, I will
abide by your decision not to teach me and I will not bother you with it
again. As I promised you, I will continue to keep everything hidden from you
and only dress when you and the boys are not around. I appreciate the fact
that you told me the truth about your feelings instead of keeping them hidden
from me.
Like you said, you are having problems with you desire for sex lately. It
has been very hard for me not to notice. Do you mind if I ask about when
this problem started? Did it start before I came home from deployment or
after? Do you think it is mostly the BC or is it mostly me? From now on, I
would appreciate it if you would tell me if you don’t want to have sex
instead of just doing it for my benefit so that you can go to bed. I have
also noticed that you were not orgasming at all even though may have said
that you did at the time. What part of our relationship do you think is
causing your desire not to want to be with me? Are you still upset and
pissed off at me because of the whole Disneyland thing? What is it about me
that you so completely despise?
I know a small part of these answers is the dressing but I can tell that
there is definitely more to the story and I would like for you to be
completely honest with me about. Unfortunately, I do not see an end to my
dressing anytime soon and I will do my best to keep it hidden from you and I
promise that I will not try to involve you in it again. I do love you and I
am sorry for hurting you. Once again, thank you for your honesty.
Love, Ronald
******************
From: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
To: Ronald <alsload@comcast.net>
Subject: RE: A question for you
Ronald
I’m glad that you took the email well and didn’t get hurt. Thanks for
listening to me. I feel bad telling you no, but I’m just not comfortable
with it yet. I’m not sure I ever will be, honestly, but it is what it is. I
appreciate you respecting my boundaries even if it’s frustrating for you. If
you want to watch me put on makeup and ask questions, I am willing to do
that, but that’s probably it for now. I feel bad that I did it before, I
feel like I encouraged you and got your hopes up and I’m sorry. I guess back
then it really hadn’t sunk in what this all means. It was a novelty at
first, kind of like when I curled my little brother’s hair once, LOL, but I
have a hard time with it now I guess. Now it’s a reality that I live with
everyday, even if you don’t do it in front of me, I still know you are
thinking about it and wearing the women’s underwear 100% of the time. So
things have changed between now and then if that makes sense.
As far as not wanting you... no I absolutely do not despise you. I do want
very much to have a good sex life and a good relationship with you. I feel
bad that we aren’t as close. Part of it is the dressing... like I said. I
know it won’t change but sometimes I wish you would wear men’s underwear for
me. Things that are more masculine. You looked good for church today. When
you cooked dinner tonight too, that made me feel more attracted to you too,
like you cared enough to help me out.
Things like that, you may think wouldn’t make a difference, but women are
weird, especially me. LOL Doing little things like that makes me feel
appreciated and then that makes me feel closer to you, and therefore more
willing to get it on, for lack of a better term. LOL See for women, it’s not
just about the physical stuff, it’s about the closeness of the relationship
and the emotional stuff too. If I’m feeling resentment from having to do
everything and not feeling supported or appreciate as much, then that puts a
wedge between us. And no, I felt very close to you before and after the
deployment. I think the turning point was vacation. And NOOOOOOO I don’t
want to fight anymore. I don’t. I’m not even mad anymore. But the whole
thing put a distance in our relationship that I haven’t been able to get
past. Like I still don’t 100% feel like you respected and valued my opinion.
But that’s just how I feel. And hopefully we won’t argue about it anymore,
that would just make things worse.
And yes, another part is the physical stuff. Hormones really DO mess up
women. A lot. Before BC I would get horny around ovulation time but now I
don’t ovulate anymore. So I just kind of feel like “eh.” It’s hard for me to
explain it so you might understand it. I’m sorry. I just think it’s a
combination of lots of things. I am really trying though.
Maybe a few nights we could just try cuddling and hugging a little bit more
instead of the nipple playing and see where that goes. LOL
Susan
******************
From: Ronald <alsload@comcast.net>
To: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
Subject: RE: A question for you
Susan,
I can definitely understand your comfortability factor. I felt bad for even
asking but I figured that since you did it once 7 years ago, that it couldn’t
hurt to ask. I hate to admit it, but you have actually encouraged me a
couple of time. The first was when you did the makeover for me. The second
time was when I was at Altus for Tech School, you sent me a couple pairs of
thong panties. I still have them by the way. I just wish that I could find
a way to bring back the novelty factor for you but I will never try to push
that on you. Like I have said several time, the panties, for me, are just
like regular underwear only softer and cuter. I don’t look at them any other
way than that. I used to when I first started dressing but now they are just
underwear, same way you think about them. But now that I know your feelings,
I will try to wear my regular underwear sometimes too. Kind of make it a
guessing game for you... never know what kind I may or may not be wearing.
Thank you for explaining for me your current dilemma with sex and desire. I
can definitely understand your (/a woman’s) point of view when it comes to
arousal and attraction. I thought that vacation did have something to do
with it and I am hoping that we can get past that very soon. You feel like I
still don’t 100% value and respect your opinion as far the Disneyland thing
goes... I still feel the same way about my opinions. But that is neither
here nor there and we just need to put it behind us and move on. I am trying
my hardest to be understanding of your opinions, feeling, and wishes. For
the most part, I think I am making progress.
I completely understand how the BC messes with your system. I just wish that
you could find other ways to get horny other waiting for a now non-existent
ovulation cycle. Even before you went on BC, it was a very lucky month if
you got horny enough to want to do anything with me. But I can definitely
understand that you are trying for me and I will do my best not to push you
and will try to support you in any way that I can. I love you and I would do
anything for you.
Love, Ronald
******************
From: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
To: Ronald <alsload@comcast.net>
Subject: RE: A question for you
Well thank you. I appreciate you listening to me. I’m sorry our sex drives
don’t match up, but maybe someday they will. Hopefully in the meantime we
can make it work so we’re both happy.
I love you too,
Susan
******************
From: Ronald a<lsload@comcast.net>
To: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
Subject: RE: A question for you
Whatever it takes, I am willing to work at it.
Ronald
Chapter 09 - Camming With My Wife
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My job with the Air Force is to fly so I am usually gone about half the year
and sometimes even more. I am actually deployed for four months right now...
have three more months to go. About a week ago, we actually web-cammed for
each other (I had a slow connection but thankfully I did have the privacy of
my own room). It was the first time in about a month that I had seen her so
as you can probably imagine, I was very excited. Piece by piece she took off
her clothing. First her shirt, revealing her green satin bra. Then soon
that was off as well. Not only does Susan have large DD breasts, she also
has beautiful large nipples and areola. I love sucking on her breasts and
teasing her nipples until they are hard. I really enjoyed it while she was
breastfeeding our boys. Breast milk is actually very sweet and VERY yummy,
especially straight from the source. You should try it sometime if you ever
get the chance.
The next thing to come off was her jeans followed very shortly by her
panties. After her clothes were off, she took the cam and gave me a close-up
tour of every part of her sexy body. She started with her neck, which I love
to kiss. Then she moved down to her breasts. She spent about five minutes
or so on her breasts as she teased them and fondled them and even sucked on
her own nipples. I love it when she does that. Next she moved even lower,
slowly bringing her beautiful shaved pussy into view.
At this point, she set the cam down between her legs so that I had an
excellent view as she began to play with herself. She began by gently
rubbing her outer lips eventually spreading them to expose her inner lips and
clit. Even over the web-cam, I could tell that she was getting wet. Holding
her pussy open for me she began to tease her hardening clit, occasionally
dipping her finger inside to spread that moisture around.
Continuing her teasing of her clit she would occasionally press two or three
fingers into her pussy using them as an imitation cock. She has a few toys
that I have bought her over the years but this time she just used her
fingers. After a while she began to writhe and wiggle around on the couch as
I could tell that she was getting closer to orgasming for me.
Suddenly, her entire body went rigid and began to quiver and I could tell
that she was cumming very hard for me. As for me, I just kept lightly
rubbing my hard cock for her, keeping myself just on the brink of cumming. I
didn’t want to cum until she did so that we could cum together. Needless to
say, we did cum together and had a lot of fun doing it.
That was the first time we had done that and I am really hoping that it won’t
be the last. I know that she definitely prefers to have me for sex, but I
LOVE watching her pleasure herself. Whether it is just with her fingers or
even with her toys, I love seeing it all. While some women don’t enjoy
masturbating in front of a partner, I believe that we as a male species can
learn a LOT from how a woman pleasures herself. I know that I have
definitely learned a lot from watching Susan and from her telling me where to
touch her. I know that when I go down on her, she prefers me to concentrate
on her clit instead of pushing my tongue inside of her and she almost always
cums so hard that she has to literally push me away from her pussy as it
becomes ultra-sensitive.
Well, I think one think one naughty adventure is enough for this email. Next
time I will tell you another one of the things we have done to be naughty
during sex. While I know that I would love writing about how much I would
love to have sex with you, I love writing about how much I love making love
to my wife even more. I have included a few more pictures for your enjoyment
and I would love to see more of you and more of Kristi as well. I would love
to see some more risqué pictures of the two of you and if you would like any
risqué pictures of me, all you have to do is ask. I look forward to hearing
from you again really soon. If you ever want to chat online, I use Windows
Live Messenger (I can chat with Yahoo Messenger via Live Messenger) my
username is angelsload@comcast.net same as my email address. TTFN
All My Love and Lust,
Ronald
Chapter 10 - Masturbating for My Wife
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Hello Gorgeous,
It’s been a few days, well, almost a week since I have written or even heard
from you.
I can’t believe it, but my wife FINALLY sent me some really good pictures. I
will include a couple of them for you... will send more in later emails. I
am also including below what she wrote to me in an email as well as my reply
to her. I hope that you really like them.
All My Love & Lust,
Ronald
******************
From: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
To: Ronald <alsload@comcast.net>
Subject: for your eyes only, part 1
I’m sending some naughty pics to you. Hopefully you will be able to get them
and download them. I hope you enjoy. I had fun making them.
FYI I came pretty hard when my butterfly was licking my pussy, but it still
wasn’t as nice as your hot wet tongue. I miss your tongue.
This is what you’re going to do when you get home. You’re going to get me
nice and drunk and then you’re going to handcuff each of my arms to the
bedpost. And then you’re going to lick my pussy until I scream. I get wet
just thinking about it.
After that you’re going to play with my boobs and suck on my nipples until my
pussy starts to ache for you again and then you’ll put your dick into me and
make sweet love to me long and slow. And then maybe hard and fast if I ask
nice enough. It’s up to you.
Got it? Good.
******************
My Reply:
WOW!!!!
That is all my brain is capable of thinking right now. When I sent you that
email yesterday, I so totally wasn’t thinking that you would send me those
pictures. But... WOW!!!! As much as I LOVED those pictures I just keep
wondering what happened to the pictures in between... the picture numbers
tend to jump a few times. I would love to see all of the rest of the in
between pictures as well.
WOW!!!!! You have no idea how hard my dick is right now. I am still sitting
at the pool as I just got done downloading the pictures... secluded of
course, no one can see the screen at all... and all I want to do is stroke my
dick while looking at your pictures. I know the first thing I am gonna do
when I get back to my room is look at your pictures until I have cum for you
at least two or threee times in a row.
All I am thinking right now is “DO IT AGAIN!!!! DO IT HARDER!!!! DO IT
BIGGER AND MORE EXTRAVAGANT!!!!!”
What would you prefer... Red Bull and Vodka... or Bicardi and Diet Coke... or
would you just prefer a bunch of Tequila shots??? As you have requested, I
am going to get you nasty drunk... not to the point of being sick and, well,
you know... but to the point where you get really loopy and all of your
inhibitions are GONE!!!!
Did you want to get a couple of pairs of fuzzy handcuffs or would you rather
go the extra mile and get the fuzzy or leather shackles so that I can tie
both your hands and feet to the bed so you can’t squeeze me out with your
legs. I ask this because I want to be able to literally FEAST on your hot
wet juicy pussy. I want to use my tongue mostly but also my fingers and a
wide assortment of the toys we have for you. Maybe a few other things as
well, like ice, chocolate, bananas, cucumbers (small and LARGE), whipped
cream, and other possible items of my choosing. Once you cum for me, I may
take a short break to let you recover, but only long enough to get another
toy or object. If you are a good girl, I may even let you try to experience
a multiple orgasm or four. If you scream, I will just keep going harder and
faster and deeper. I want to bring you to the brink of a sexual explosion.
I want to see if it is humanly possible for you to either squirt or gush cum
from your PERFECT pussy. By the way, my tongue misses you as well.
Then, and only then... once I think you have had enough, I will take the
handcuffs/shackles off and let your almost exhausted pussy feel my cock as is
finally presses into you for the first time since February... NO CONDOM by
the way. I want this part to be just you and me... cock skin to hot wet
juicy pussy skin. I want to be able to feel your own perfect pussy juices
against my cock as I slide in and out of you. In and out, In and out.
Sometimes going long and deep and slow and other times going hard and fast
and shallow. I know that you love it when I just barely press my cock into
your pussy, keeping the movements small and centering everything at the point
just inside your pussy where all of the nerves are located. If it is even
still possible at this point, I would try to make you cum yet again using
just my cock in your hot PERFECT pussy. Once I have done that, I will
finally allow myself to explode deep within you succulent pussy.
After writing all of this and seeing your pictures, I am definitely ready to
make love to you and have sex with you all at the same time... NOW!!!!!!! If
you get the urge to play some more after reading this, make sure to take some
more pictures for me. If I had a room of my own, you better believe that I
would be taking a mess load of pictures of me playing for you while looking
at your pictures and eventually cumming all over the picture of you on my
computer screen. I love you so much and I can’t wait to cum home and make
all of the words into a reality.
All My Love & Lust Forever,
Ronald
Chapter 11 - My Wet Dream About Kelly
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Kelly,
I loved the three pictures that you sent me. When I saw your pictures, I
almost came in my shorts right then and there. You are a vision of HEAVENLY
PERFECTION!!! I can’t wait to see more of your pictures... whichever variety
you may want to send.
Last night after seeing your pictures, I had my first wet dream in probably
ten to fifteen years (literally came while I was sleeping). You were
actually in my dreams. Here is a short synopsis of the dream from what I can
remember of it. A few of our friends and I kidnapped you for your birthday
and took you to a hotel. They left me alone to watch you while they went out
and prepared the birthday party. We kept you blindfolded the entire time so
you didn’t know who it was. When we kidnapped you, you were only wearing a
silky and very sexy chemise and nothing else (i.e., no panties).
While sitting in the hotel with you, just looking at you, I became very
aroused. You and I had always been very close and I decided to take it to
another level. I started at your feet and began massaging you. I avoided
your pussy and breasts for the time being just concentrating on giving you a
nice “innocent” full body massage. I massaged both sides of you (front and
back) keeping you tied up the entire time. After finishing your back, I
flipped you over so that I could focus on the front side. Once again, I
started with your feet and slowly worked my way up your legs. I avoided your
pussy for now and continued upward. I massaged your stomach and arms and
finally moved on to your perfect breasts.
Starting at the outside edges I slowly worked my way closer and closer to
your nipples. I could tell through the sky blue chemise that your nipples
were rock hard and that you were enjoying your massage. As I began to tease
your nipples through the silk chemise you started to move around as you
became more and more aroused. I then lowered my head and gently kissed and
sucked on your nipples through the silk making them even harder. As you
wiggled around, your chemise began to work its way higher and higher up
exposing your beautiful puss y. I looked down and I could see that your
pussy was getting very wet as I continued my massage of your perfect body.
Gently kissing my way over your stomach I eventually working my way down to
your delectable pussy and the aroma was simply heavenly.
As much as you like to suck cock, I love to eat pussy only more so. If that
was the only thing I could do for the rest of my life, I would dive in tongue
first. Your juices tasted so sweet like the juices from a nectarine mixed
with pure honey. The more my tongue and mouth devoured your pussy and more
specifically your clit, the more your juices began to flow. From the way you
were writhing on the bed I could tell that you were getting very close to
cumming. As my tongue continued to tease your clit, I took two fingers and
slowly and gently pressed them into your tight little pussy. After just a
few minutes of this torture, the dam broke and your juices literally poured
into my mouth and you came.
Unfortunately, this is right about the time that I came and woke up for just
those few seconds where the entire dream vanished. If you like, I can
continue this and try to make it into a full story. I am nowhere near as
good as you are at writing stories but I will try... for you.
All My LUST!!! Ronald
P.S. I am currently deployed with the Air Force flying missions in and out
of the middle east. I know that you are a Christian and go to church (I am
Baptist and go to church as often as I can... been a Born-Again Christian for
26 years). It would mean a lot to me if you would keep me in your prayers
until I can return home.
Thank You Kelly!!!!
Chapter 12 - My Love Letter to Kelly
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My Dearest Kelly,
We have been together for nearly six months now and I have thoroughly enjoyed
every day, nay, every second of it. You have brought me extreme joy and
happiness during a time in my life when there was none to be found. You have
brought a love that my heart has never known before but now it con not do
without it. You, my darling Kelly, are the light and love of my life. A day
without you is like a day without sunshine. An hour without you is like an
hour without the music that nature brings to us. A minute without you is
like a minute without the beauty of a picture perfect sun as it sets in the
western sky. A second without you is like a second without love. A second
without love is like an eternity in hell that I pray we will never have to
experience.
My love for you knows no bounds and I long to spend the rest of my life with
you. I pine for you when we are apart. I long for the day when you and I
can be joined as one in both holy matrimony and sexual union. I look forward
to the day when we can have children together and show them what true love
really is. I look forward to every time I get an email from and every time I
talk to you online. Our life together will be filled with a limitless love
and sexual pleasure the likes of which even God himself could not fathom.
The pleasure that we will bring to each other could not even be realized in
our deepest and even our darkest of sexual fantasies. Every time we talk, my
heart begins to race, my palms begin to sweat, and my manhood swells in its
eagerness to please you and to fill you up.
Every night I dream of my time with you. I dream of kissing your sweet
succulent lips. I dream of running my fingers through your long silky blonde
hair. I imagine my hands slowly and gently teasing the tender skin of your
plump breasts. I imagine my fingers carefully prying open your swollen lips
as I begin teasing your hardening clit. I fantasize about my mouth gently
suckling on your pussy as my tongue teases your hardened clit. I fantasize
about bringing you to a heavenly orgasm and devouring the sweet honey that
erupts from the depths of your soul. I can see myself hovering over your
perfect body and gently pressing my hard manhood into the incredibly tight
depths of your moist pussy. I can see myself moving in and out of your vice-
like pussy as I bring both of us closer and closer to a perfect orgasm
together. I can feel your pussy as it begins to clamp down on me as your
orgasm begins and your body starts to shake in pure pleasure. I can feel my
body start to go rigid as my own orgasm begins and my manhood starts to spew
into your pussy taking with it the life giving sperm that your pussy has been
craving all day.
The last six years of my life married to Susan have paled in comparison to
the last six month with you. Every day of the last six years, I have longed
for a woman of pure beauty. A woman that wasn’t heavier than me. A woman
who was not afraid to explore her sexual side. A woman who loved to dress
sexy even when there were no special occasions in which to dress sexy. A
woman who loved sex just as much if not even more than I do. A woman who
allowed me to express my sexual self both in private and with her as well. A
woman who not only did not mind but also encouraged and enjoyed my need to
dress. A woman who took great pleasure in seeing me dressed in women’s
clothes.
My dearest Kelly, you are the woman that I have been longing for over the
last six years. You are the woman of my dreams, of my imagination, of my
fantasies. You have set my soul ablaze and there is nothing on earth that
can ever put this fire out. You alone fit each and every one of these
desires and I thank God each and every day for bringing you into my life.
From now until the day I die, I could not imagine a single day without you in
it.
I know that six years ago you were still in high school, but you still would
have been the woman of my dreams. I would have loved to have known you while
you were still just a teenager in high school. To know that I was having sex
with an adult who was still technically a minor. To know that I could
totally be myself with you. To know that you would have wanted me as much as
I have wanted you. To know that I was helping to usher you into the age of
adulthood. To know that you loved me as much as I love you.
I guess what I am trying to say, my dearest Kelly, is that I love you. I
love you with all of my heart, all of my body, all of my mind, and all of my
soul. I cannot wait for the day when we can be together at last and spend
the rest of our lives together. I will love you until the day that I die. I
pray that you can accept my love as not just another man lusting for your
body but rather as a man who has finally found his soul mate, his destiny,
his one God-given true love.
All of my Love for the Rest of Eternity,
Ronald
Chapter 13 - My Fantasy Sex With Kelly and Her Cousin Kristi
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My name is Ronald and I have just met the most incredible woman. Her name is
Kelly and she is in a word perfect. We met at church two Sundays ago and
have not been able to get enough of each other. Every day, we spend hours
upon hours talking with one another and getting to know one another. We have
not had sex yet but I am hoping that we do someday soon.
I had just come out of a bad marriage where my ex-wife wasn’t supportive of
me at all. Oftentimes, it seemed like she was punishing me for something by
refusing to have sex with me or even spend time with me for days, weeks, even
months at a time. After two children, she had let her body go and only
occasionally would try for a little while to do anything about it. Near the
end, she had gotten up to nearly 300 pounds and at that point I wasn’t even
attracted to her anymore so sex with her was just a way to release the
relieve the pressure... essentially just another warm pussy to sink my dick
into. Thankfully, that relationship is now over and I can move on with my
life. I will still continue to play a big part in my kid’s lives and would
not change that for anything.
Because of work, school, and family, Kelly and I didn’t really get to spend
much time actually physically together and most of our conversations to this
point had been on the phone or on Yahoo instant messenger. The times that we
did get to spend together, were very special and when we didn’t go out and do
something, we would cuddle on the couch and just talk. Believe, there was
plenty of kissing going on as well. Considering I had just gotten out of a
relationship, I was trying to make sure that I took this one nice and slow.
I wanted to develop a lasting relationship with Kelly.
This Friday, Kelly and I were planning on having a nice evening at her
apartment and just ordering in pizza or Chinese food or something. I was
also planning on trying to elevate our relationship to the next level. I had
been dreaming about what I wanted to do with her (notice I am not saying “to
her”) all week. I was hoping that she would be receptive and willing and
that we both would have a very memorable time.
We had arranged to meet at her place at around 5:00 pm on Friday and I was
very excited about my plans for the evening. I arrived at her place at 4:45
pm and noticed a car in her parking spot but it wasn’t Kelly’s. I parked and
walked up to her door and knocked. When the door opened, it definitely
wasn’t Kelly that answered. Instead, it was her younger cousin Kristi. I
told her who I was and she asked me to come on in.
When I got inside, she headed towards the kitchen and offered me a drink. I
knew that Kelly didn’t really like beer at all so I figured it was going to
be a Diet Coke. When Kristi came back she was holding two medium sized
glasses with what looked like the Diet Coke that I was expecting. When I
took my first drink, I was pleasantly surprised; it was a Bacardi and Diet
Coke which was one of my favorite mixed drinks. I continued to sip my drink
and Kristi explained that Kelly had gotten held up at school with
parent/teacher conferences and probably wouldn’t be home until around 8:00
pm.
I offered to leave and come back later but Kristi wouldn’t hear of it. In
fact, she wanted me to stay and keep her company. I agreed and we continued
to talk. As we were talking, we also continued drinking. By 6:00 pm we had
both already gone through about five or six drinks and I didn’t know about
her, but I was starting to feel really good. It was around this time that I
started to notice that she feeling the effects of the alcohol as well. She
had moved closer to me as we talked I noticed that her tight little
camouflage skirt had started to ride up her legs a little. Well, maybe a bit
more than a little as I could see most of her upper thighs now.
We continued to talk about this and that and we continued to drink as well.
Kristi moved right up next to me and I started playing with her long silky
blonde hair, running my fingers through her golden locks. As close as she
was sitting to me, I could smell the beautiful flowery perfume that she was
wearing. I leaned in close to her neck to get a good sniff and something
came over me. I moved in even closer and kissed her lightly on the neck.
Next thing I knew, I was still kissing her neck and moving upwards towards
her cheek. When I began lightly nibbling and sucking on her right left ear,
I heard a moan and I knew that she liked what I was doing. I continued
sucking on her ear for a few more minutes and then slowly started kissing
back along her check, moving further and further forward, I eventually reach
her lips and we begin a long sensual kiss.
While we were kissing, I placed my left hand on her naked thigh and began to
gently rub the flesh of her inner thigh with my fingers. As we continued to
kiss, I slowly let my fingers and hand slide upwards. I eventually reached
the edge of her skirt and to my surprise; she opened her legs as if inviting
my hand to continue its journey. Not wanting to refuse her invitation, my
hand continues moving up her inner thigh. What happened next was a definite
surprise. When my hand reached the junction between her thighs, I expected
to find a soft pair of panties. Instead, all I found was a perfectly shaved
mound and the softest pair of lips I had ever felt up to this point.
As soon as my fingers began their exploration of her moist nether lips, she
spread her legs even further apart pushing her skirt up over her sexy little
butt. The more my fingers moved, the more she started to moan and wiggle
around. While my left hand was busy teasing her moist pussy, my right hand
started to work its way up under her tight t-shirt. Moving her shirt further
and further up, I had eventually worked it up and over her beautifully
encased perky breasts, revealing a sexy red satin and lace bra. I began
kissing back across her cheeks and then back down her neck. I worked my way
further and further down until I was kissing the sensuous cleavage that her
bra was creating.
At this point, she reached up and took off her shirt and reached behind her
back and undid the clasp of her bra. Using both hands, I reached up and slid
the straps down off of her shoulder and down her arms, uncovering her
perfectly developed breasts to my gaze. As soon as her shirt and bra were
off and lying on the coffee table, I laid her down on the couch and continued
kissing her and suckling on her succulent breasts. I teased her nipples with
my mouth and tongue until they were hard as diamonds. Not forgetting about
her tight little pussy, I moved my left hand back down and continue pressing
first one then two fingers into her depths while teasing her clit with my
thumb. She was really starting to moan now and I could tell that she was
getting closer to her first orgasm of the night.
I started kissing and licking my way lower, down across her stomach, jumping
over her bunched up camouflage skirt, and landing squarely on her perfectly
shaven mound; my hands moving up to continue teasing her breasts and nipples.
At this point, she reached down and spread her lips apart for me and my mouth
and tongue went to work on her. Alternating between teasing her clitoris and
pushing my tongue as far as I could into her pussy, I could tell that she was
on the verge of cumming. Her moaning was getting louder and her body was
starting to shiver and shake. I knew that any moment now, I would be
receiving my reward for a job well done. All of a sudden, all of the muscles
in her body tensed up and she sucked in a final breath and then it happened.
Her pussy literally exploded all over my face; a geyser of female cum erupted
into my waiting mouth and I attempted to drink as much of her down as I
possibly could. Then she took in another breath and her body started
thrashing around as I continued to tease her hard little clit. While her
body was thrashing about, she reached up and literally forced my hands away
from her and pushed my face away from her pussy as her whole body had become
hypersensitive.
As soon as Kristi was able to move again, she sat up and she had a very
determined look on her face. Without wasting a second, she reached over and
quickly pulled my polo-shirt up over my head and tossed it onto the coffee
table. Then she reached down and undid my belt and continued on to undo the
button of my jeans and slide the zipper down. Standing up in front of me,
she pulls me up to stand with her. As soon as I am standing, she reaches
inside not only my pants but also my underwear and quickly pulls both of them
down around my ankles and kneeling in front of me, helps me to step out of
them.
After all of the fun that I had making her cum, my dick was already hard as a
rock. She then moves in close and taking my dick in her hands, she carefully
guides it into her waiting mouth. Her mouth feels like a sauna as she slowly
takes more and more of me into her mouth. When I feel the back of her throat
hit the tip of my dick, I think that that is all she is going to be able to
take. Moving her mouth up and down the length of my dick a few more times,
she opens her throat and proceeds to push the head of my cock even deeper,
pushing it down into her throat. After a few tries, she eventually works my
dick all the way in; her lips now encircling the base of my dick and her
tongue teasing my shaved balls.
After several minutes of this heavenly torture, I begin to feel the familiar
stirrings in my dick and I know that I won’t be able to last much longer.
Kristi seems determined to finish me off and wants all of my cum for herself.
As I am on the verge of cumming in her sucking mouth, I hear the front door
open and realize that it was Kelly coming home. At this point there is no
stopping my orgasm and I begin spewing my cum into Kristi’s waiting mouth and
she drinks it all down.
“Kristi, what the hell is going on here? And, Ronald, what the hell are you
doing?” Kelly said.
“I’m so sorry Kelly, I don’t know how to explain. We started drinking, and
started talking, and drinking some more, and one thing led to another and...
I am so sorry Kelly. How could you ever forgive me for this” I said.
“Welcome home cousin. I was getting him ready for you like you asked me to.
Mind if I watch while you fuck him for the first time?” said Kristi
“You mean you only want to watch? I was hoping you would join us” said
Kelly.
Chapter 14 - A Letter to My Sister-In-Law
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Dear Debbie,
I have known you for almost as long as I have known Susan even though we
hardly ever get the chance to see one another. There are some things that I
have been meaning to tell you for a very long time and I think now would be
the perfect time to tell you. For the better part of the last six years, I
have not hardly been able to get you and your incredible body out of my
thoughts.
Every time we are together in the same room, I have a very “hard” time not
gazing upon your stunning beauty. Your beautiful smile, your long silky
hair, your delicately thin waist, your delicious looking ass, and your
incredibly perfect breasts. Seeing you in your tiny bikini at the beach a
couple weeks ago was a little taste of pure heaven for me. I loved seeing
your perfect breasts being so gently cradled by the small triangles that
comprised your bikini top. I loved seeing your perfect ass as it was thinly
covered by your bikini bottoms. And I absolutely loved seeing your perfect
tight little pussy being encased inside a thin layer of fabric as that fabric
secretly pulled up into the crevice between your tight lips showing me how
perfect that pussy really is.
Over the years, I have imagined many times the possibility of coming into
your bedroom while you were changing for bed and catching you totally nude.
I have dreamed of what it would be like to walk up to you and begin kissing
your sweet lips. I would walk you over to the bed and lay you down with your
perfect ass right at the edge and your feet on the floor.
I would then kneel on the floor between your legs and gaze upon your perfect
pussy and watch the tiny trickle of your juices as they are squeezed from
your depths. At this point I would carefully move my face closer and inhale
the heaven that is your womanly scent. I would move in even closer and using
my tongue I would tentatively stretch out and taste your succulent honey.
Unable to wait any longer, I would press my mouth and nose between your
vaginal lips and begin drinking your juices directly from the source, using
my tongue to tease your hard little clitoris into submission eliciting ever
increasing moans of pleasure from you.
As soon as you are on the brink of orgasm, I stop, pulling my mouth and
tongue away from you. You then begin pulling at my head to continue and give
you the sweet release that you so desperately need. Not wanting to torture
you, I lean back in and literally bury my face between your spread open legs
and devour the juices that are beginning to pour from the depths of your
womanhood. The longer that I feast upon the delicacy that is your pussy, the
closer you get to reaching what looks like it will be an immaculate orgasm.
All of a sudden, your juices literally erupt out of you and flood my mouth
with your honey as your orgasm explodes within you, constricting all of your
muscles and tendons at the same time, eliciting a scream of operatic
proportions. When your orgasm finally ends some time later, you are so
pleasurably exhausted that you curl up into the fetal position and fall
asleep.
Debbie, I want you to know that even as sexually attracted to you as I am, I
am also very sexually attracted to your daughter Holly. Over the last
several years, I have watched her slowly begin to grow from a toddler into a
soon-to-be pre-teen. Being only eight years old, she has not yet begun to
explore her own sexuality but I know that soon she will begin to feel the
womanly desires that you have just felt with me. While watching her grow up
I was not always attracted to her. Now that I have seen her in a nearly nude
state of dress (i.e., her tiny bikini at the beach), I can’t seem to get her
out of my thoughts.
I have looked at the pictures that I took many times and I just can’t get
enough. I have begun to imagine what it would be like to help her explore
her budding and developing sexuality. I imagine that after I have delivered
to you the world’s most incredible orgasm, Holly comes into the bedroom to
see why her mommy was just screaming. When she sees you curled up on the bed
sleeping, she climbs up next to you and asks me what happened. I tell her
that I just gave her mommy a mind-shattering orgasm. She then asks me what
an orgasm is and I attempt to tell her but my verbal description is very
inadequate by my own standards and I simply tell her that it would be much
easier if I just showed her. Wanting to experience what her mommy has just
experienced, she agrees.
I hug her to me and gingerly begin kissing her on the lips. As if she had
already done this before, she opens her mouth as do I and our tongues begin
to dance with each others. As we are kissing, I move my hands down her back
to the gentle curves that are her developing butt cheeks. I carefully pick
her up by her butt and lay her down on the bed next to you. Holly is only
wearing a cute little Hannah Montana t-shirt that barely covers her but and a
sexy little pair of pink Barbie panties. I lay down on the bed next her with
Debbie facing us on the other side. I continue kissing her as I lay my right
hand on her upper thigh, mere inches from the edge of her cute little
panties.
Slowly I begin moving my hand upwards, clasping the edge of her t-shirt in my
and pulling it up as my hand continues to move higher up her body.
Eventually, I have pulled her t-shirt completely up over her head and taken
it off, tossing it down onto the floor. She is now laying completely topless
next to me, her still flat breasts now open to my gazing and exploration. I
bring my hands up to what are now her very hard little nipples and begin to
tease them with my fingers. Seeing how much she is enjoying having her
nipples played with, I decided to continue the exploration of her sexy little
body.
I slide my hand back down over her stomach to the top of her panties. Being
cautious not to move to fast, I remain on the outside of her panties and move
my hand lower and begin gently rubbing her virgin never-been-touched pussy
and she immediately begins moaning with pleasure. I ask her if I can take
her panties off in order to give her more pleasure. She agrees but only if I
take my clothes off first. I stand up next to the bed and tell her that she
has to take them off of me. She quickly jumps up off the bed and takes off
my shirt first. Next, she undoes my belt and then the button and zipper on
my pants. She pushes the pants down to the floor and I step out of them
leaving both of us in just our underwear. Looking up from the ground she
quickly notices my very hard dick covered by my underwear. Without any
hesitation, she asks if she can touch it and of course I agree. She lifts
her hand up and carefully begins to touch me and caress me through the
underwear. “Holly sweetie, if you want to, you can take my underwear off and
see my hard cock which is so hard because of you. You are the one that made
it this hard because you are so very sexy in your pink Barbie panties.”
“Do I really make you hard, Uncle Ronald?”
“Yes you do princess. Go ahead, take them off and see what you have made.”
She then reaches a little higher and grabbing the waistband of my underwear
in her small hands, she slowly pulls them down uncovering the monster that
she has created. Eventually, she has pulled them all the way down and I step
out of them. Being young and incredibly curious, she reaches back up and
grabs my hard cock and begins inspecting it. After a couple minutes of her
inspecting my cock, I show her how to make it feel good by moving her hand
gently up and down the length of it. After a little bit, a drop of precum
begins to surface and she notices it. Knowing this is where a boy pees from
she thinks it is a drop of pee but being very curious she reaches up and
touches it. She realizes that it isn’t pee at all and I explain to her that
it is called precum and is what a man produces in order to lubricate the
entryway when and man has sex with a woman. I tell her to try tasting it and
cautiously, she moves her finger to her mouth and tastes it.
Realizing that it actually tastes kind of sweet, she asks if she can have
some more. I tell her that the best way to get more is to kiss and suck on
my hard dick. She wants more so she brings her lips closer and tentatively
kisses the tip where the first drop surfaced from eliciting yet another drop
which she quickly licks up and swallows. Wanting even more, she opens her
mouth and slowly takes the head of my dick into her mouth which evoke a small
moan from me. She quickly pulls her mouth off of me and asks if she hurt me.
I tell her that she didn’t hurt me but she did make me feel really good. She
asks me if I want her to continue and I tell her yes. She then puts her
mouth back on the end of my dick and begins licking the head like an ice
cream cone. Her mouth is really small so she can’t take very much of me
inside but between her mouth and tongue on the head and her hands sliding up
and down the length, I just know that she is going to be an incredible
cocksucker someday. The more she does it, the more precum she sucks out of
me and the closer I get to orgasm.
Not wanting to cum just yet, I gently pull her off of me and lay her back
down on the bed next to her mom. I then kneel on the floor between her legs
just like I did with you and ask her again if I can take off her panties.
Fulfilling her part of the bargain, she says yes and I carefully grab the
waistband of her sexy little panties and slowly pull them down her legs
uncovering what has to be the most innocent and beautiful pussy I have ever
seen. She is still young enough that her pubic hair hasn’t even started to
grow in yet. Her mound and pussy are perfectly hairless even having never
seen the sharp side of a razor.
I lean in closer and breath in her heavenly little girl scent. Moving in
even closer I can feel the heat that is emanating from her. I tell her that
I am going to put my mouth on her like she did for me and she doesn’t argue
but eagerly awaits my mouth’s first touch. I lean in really close now and
using my tongue, I begin teasing the lips of her still virgin pussy, slowly
opening them up and pressing my tongue against her tiny hard clit. I can’t
believe how good this little girl before me tastes. Using my mouth and
tongue, I continue teasing her clit. Then, bringing my hand up, I gently
start to rub the outside of her pussy with my fingers. While still teasing
her clit, I take one finger and slowly begin to try pushing it up into her
incredibly tight little pussy opening. Knowing that I want to eventually
push my cock into her, I can’t believe how tight she, barely even able to
take my finger inside of her. As I continue pushing my finger in and out of
her, I eventually work my finger in up to the second knuckle only to be
blocked by maidenhead. I gingerly press my finger against and feel it give
slightly under the pressure. With this her body starts to shiver and I can
tell that she is having the first orgasm of entire life and I feel her pussy
clamp down on my finger and it become so incredibly tight that I think that
my finger is going to snap clean off inside of her.
As soon as she recovers she asks me what just happened to her and I explain
that she just had an orgasm not unlike what her mommy had felt just a little
while earlier. I can tell from the look on her face that this will
definitely not be the last time she tries to do that again. I then stand up
and we both lay back on the bed again with me gently still rubbing her pussy.
I ask her if she wants to keep going and try some more. Without even
hesitating, she says yes and literally jumps up on top of me and starts
kissing me again. As if by fate, she is sitting directly on top of my hard
dick and her wet little virginal pussy is rubbing up and down its length.
“Holly, do you know what adults do to make each other feel really good?”
“They have sex, don’t they?”
“That’s right princess. But do you know how they have sex?”
“A boy puts his thingy inside of a girl and they have sex.”
“That’s right again. Would you like to try doing that with me?”
“Yes, Uncle Ronald, I really wanna try doing that with you.”
Not wasting any time, I roll her over onto her back and move between her
spread legs, holding myself up with my arms so that I don’t crush her. Not
wanting to scare her, I tell her that there might be a little bit of pain
this first time but that it would eventually go away and start to feel really
good. She looked a little nervous at that point especially when she saw
where I was about to put my dick.
“Uncle Ronald, how are you going to fit your thingy inside of me?”
“Well sweetie, you pussy; that is what adults call it; is designed to stretch
open to allow a man’s dick or cock to enter it. Trust me, we will take this
very slowly and we can stop anytime you want to.”
She just nodded her head and said ok. I then grabbed my dick and carefully
brought it up to the entrance to her virgin little girl pussy. Remembering
how tight she was on my finger, I knew it was going to take a little bit to
get my cock inside of her. I very carefully began to press the head of my
dick against the entrance and for a while it just wouldn’t give. After a few
moments, I could feel an intense squeezing slowly moving further and further
up the length of my dick. All of a sudden, I felt the opening of your still
virgin pussy clamp around the head of my cock and it felt incredible.
But I knew that I couldn’t go any further because at the tip of my dick was
her hymen, her maidenhead, her virginity. I told her that if she wanted me
to go further that it would hurt for a little bit but then it would start to
feel really really good. She agreed and said that she wanted me to go even
further. Without saying another word, I pulled out a little bit and then
pushed back into her, adding more and more pressure until all of a sudden I
felt a great release of pressure and another few inches of my cock slid into
her. I still had another three inches or so to go but it felt like I was
already all the way inside of her and had bottomed out, the head of my dick
pressing against her cervix and womb. I could tell that she was in some pain
because she was crying and whimpering.
Not wanting to cause her any more pain and to let her get used to my cock
being all the way inside of her, I remained as still as I possibly could for
several minutes. While remaining still inside of her, I reached down with my
hand and started teasing her clit again trying to make her feel better. I
knew it was starting to work because I could feel the walls of her pussy
starting to ripple along the length of my cock. Once I started feeling the
ripples, I knew that I wasn’t going to last much longer so while still
rubbing her clit with my fingers, I slowly started to slide my cock out of
her pussy until the head was just inside of her and then I pushed back in.
She had already stopped crying and was starting to moan with pleasure.
I continued moving my cock in and out of her and her moans were starting to
get louder and her pussy was starting to clamp down on my dick signaling that
she was starting to have her second orgasm. Not wanting to be left behind, I
started moving in and out of her faster and faster. All of a sudden without
any warning my orgasm exploded and cum erupted from my hard cock spewing
forth into Holly’s squeezing pussy. I continued to cum inside of her for
what felt like several minutes but was probably only a few seconds.
Once I was finally done cumming in her incredible pussy, I slowly pulled out
of her and laid down beside her with her mother still on the other side of
her. I looked over at you and noticed that your eyes were wide open and that
you were watching us the whole time with a big smile on your face. I move
over and kiss you and we all eventually fall asleep together in your bed.
Debbie, this scenario that I have just played out for you is only one of the
thousands of possible scenarios that I would love to play out with you and
Holly. It is my supreme wish that someday very soon we can make this dream a
reality.
All My Love,
Ronald
Chapter 15 - Cheating With My Sister-In-Law and Niece
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Kelly,
I love making those picture for her. And I love making those picture for you
as well. In about 2 week, I will be moving to another deployed location
where I will be able to get my own “private” room again. I plan on making
some more tributes for you of me cumming on both your pictures, Kristi’s
pictures, and even Susan’s pictures; I may even throw in a couple of new
people like my wife’s sister-in-law (her brother’s wife). While I don’t have
a printer that I can print pictures off with... a little saran wrap on a
laptop screen works just as well.
From what Susan told me, she absolutely loved the pictures of me masturbating
while looking at her pictures. I have looked at those pictures many times
since I got them. I even made a short 30 second video while I was playing in
those pictures. If you like, I can try sending it to you. It is about 10.5
megs so it might take a little bit to send but I will if you want me to.
I have included a couple of photos for you of my wife’s sister-in-law (her
brother’s wife) Debbie and her 8 year-old daughter Holly. While I could
never admit this to anybody but you, I definitely have the hots for Debbie
and I know that when Holly grows up more, she is gonna be just as hot as her
mom is. I have had more than a few wet dreams about fucking Debbie and as
Holly develops more and more into a young woman, I can feel myself wanting to
do more and more with her. Although I would never do anything with either of
them, I am definitely enjoying the fantasies about them. Holly is so cute
because even though she tries to pretend that she doesn’t like me, I think
she might actually have a crush on me. Just a shame we live in CA and they
live in AZ, otherwise I might get to enjoy them more often than once or twice
a year. I am willing to take bets on the fact that not only will Holly be
one of the smartest kids in school when she gets older... she is also going
to be one hell of a cock- tease... I mean hell, she is already teasing mine
and she doesn’t even know it.
I really loved those picture that you sent me last time. Both you and Kristi
have absolutely PERFECT bodies and being that I am a breast man, I noticed
that you both have PERFECT breasts. Speaking of which, I would love to see
more of you in the pink bra you were wearing - it almost looked like a little
bit of areola was peeking out above the lace of the bra. I also have a
question for you - were you wearing any panties and was he actually fucking
you in that pic? I would love to see more pictures like these. I will tell
you that had I had a private room when I got the pics, I would have
definitely made you a tribute while looking at those pics.
Until next time...
All my Love & Lust,
Ronald
**************
From: Ronald <alsload@comcast.net>
To: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
Subject: RE: Sister-in-law
Kelly,
OMG!!!!! Yes, I have definitely dreamed and fantasized about fucking both of
them, both individually and together. I would love to have Debbie mount me
cowgirl style and ride me until we both cum, me inside of her and her all
around me. At the same time, I would love to have little Holly sit on my
face as I fucked her with my tongue; teasing her clit with my tongue and
pressing the tip of tongue inside of her up to her unbroken hymen.
After Holly has the very first... but definitely not the last.. orgasm of
her life, I would pick her up and lay her down on her back with a pillow
under her tight little ass. I would then bring my still hard cock up to the
entrance to her tiny virgin pussy. I would let my cock slide back and forth
along the folds of her soon-to-be deflowered pussy, getting it nice and wet
with her pussy juices and teasing her clit at the same time. I would then
pull back a little and aim the head of my cock at the entrance to her
quivering pussy and ask her what she wants me to do now.
Debbie pipes in and says “Fuck her Ronald.”
Holly then irrevocably says “I want you to fuck me Uncle Ronald. I want you
to be my first and take my virginity.”
How can I possible say no to that? So I begin to press the head of my hard
cock into her. At first her pussy completely denies me entry but then it
finally starts to open up to me. Little by little, I can feel her pussy lips
starting to accept me. As I am pressing inward, I can feel the resistance of
her hymen blocking my way. I tell her to relax and breath as I slowly break
through her hymen and Debbie is gently reassuring her that the pain won’t
last very long and then it will start to feel really good for her. I
continue to push and then all of a sudden, I feel a pop on the head of my
cock and I feel myself sink all the way into her. Her no-longer-virgin pussy
has swallowed my cock whole as her pussy lips rest at the base of my hard
cock. Breaking through her hymen did hurt her a little and I stay motionless
as her newly impaled pussy gets used to the invading cock which is now inside
of it.
After a few minutes, she looks at me and I can tell that she wants me to
continue. All the while, Debbie has been kissing her on the mouth and
teasing her budding nipples and breasts. I then begin a very slow and
deliberate in and out motion which isn’t easy because Holly’s pussy is so
tight around me. It is almost like fucking a vice-grip wrench using super-
glue as a lubricant.
As I continue my in and out fucking motion, her pussy eases up its grip a
little and I am able to move in and out a little bit easier. At this point,
I am doing everything I can not to cum as I want her to enjoy this for as
long as possible. After a few more minutes, I quicken my pace and she is
starting to really moan and wriggle around on the bed with pure pleasure. I
can tell that she is about to have her first intercourse induced orgasm and I
prepare myself for the inevitable.
I ask her where she wants me to cum, on her or in her. Without hesitating,
both Holly and Debbie say “In me/her!!!!” With that, I continue my fucking
and then, like a hurricane, tornado, and earthquake all rolled into one, I
unleash a torrent of cum into her virgin cunt. I have ceased my fucking of
her but the cum just keeps on cumming. As I started to cum, I could feel her
pussy tightening around my cock as her own earth shattering orgasm begins.
After we are both done orgasming, I roll us over so that she is not
straddling me cowgirl style. We lay there like that, her laying on my chest,
our bodies pressed together, as Debbie climbs down between our legs and
begins to lick up all of the cum that is quickly leaking out her Holly’s
newly fucked pussy; swallowing all of it.
************
This is just one of the many fantasies I have had about Debbie and Holly.
Maybe I will tell you more of them in some of my future emails. I get so
hard just thinking about them and now that I have written out this fantasy, I
REALLY want to fuck them both.
I am including that video for you. I hope that you like it. I am also send
a second email with a few tributes for you. I hope that you like them. I
know that I DEFINITELY enjoyed making them for you.
I am loving all of these hot pictures that you are sending me. Please keep
them cumming and I will keep mine cumming as well. I would love to have seen
what all went on after the cameras were put away as well. I know you don’t
take requests per-se and that you don’t send out nudes, but I would love to
see some photos (purely wishful thinking) of you and/or Kristi masturbating
or playing with each Other... or maybe even something where either one of
both of you have accidentally forgotten to put on any clothes at all. I
would also love to see pics of your mom, aunt, and Tammy so that I can pay
them tribute as well.
Well, I am sure that I have bored you long enough so I am going to get going
for now. I hope that you enjoy the movie and pictures I am sending. Also, I
will make sure to forward you a copy of all of the good emails that Susan
sends me... unfortunately, most of our emails of the boring... Hey, how ya
doing?... How was your day?... Whatcha doing tomorrow?... type emails. But
everything else, I will definitely send to you. I am going to make her some
more tributes as well and I will let you know what she says about them.
Love,
Ronald
Chapter 16 - A Confession to My Wife
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Susan,
My dearest love, I am writing to you to express my feelings to you. You know
me; I have never been very good with verbal communication. Even in our
casual conversations, I usually just tend to throw in a statement or two
while you do most of the talking. For that I am sorry. I am also sorry for
neglecting you on so many occasions. I know that I should be able to just
come out and tell you how I am feeling and what I am thinking, but because of
a particular topic, I am leery of doing just that. As the picture to the
left illustrates, I am talking about my dressing. I am hoping that this
letter will serve to adequately illustrate my thoughts and feelings on the
subject. I am hoping that I will never have to do this again because I do
know how you feel about the subject. I promise that after this, I will do my
best to never mention the subject again, but I need to be completely and
openly honest with you it. I am sorry if this letter hurts you in any way as
that is by no means my reason for telling you this. I hope that someday you
can find it in your heart to forgive me for my shortcomings and failures to
you as a man and as a husband and father to our boys. Don’t get me wrong, I
in no way intend to ever leave you or change who I am for the worse. I will
always be me and I can never be anything but that. I love you with all of my
heart and all of my soul and nothing will ever change that.
I will be completely honest with you, on more occasions than I would like to
admit even to myself, the picture above accurately describes my thinking and
feeling about who I am. I suppose, I should probably start at the beginning
with how my thought patterns began and how I started my life of dressing.
Maybe some of this will make sense and maybe some of it won’t but I need to
do it anyway even if it is just for my own peace of mind. Some of it may be
hard to read due to its semi-graphic nature, but it is how I came to be who I
am. Once again, I am sorry if any of this hurts you because that is not my
intention. Just please read the entire letter and everything, I hope, will
be made clear. I Love You Angel!!!
I know that I have told you about my brief, yet very inappropriate, sexual
relationship with my sister and that was just the beginning. I don’t
remember how much I told you so I will just tell you everything. When I was
eleven years old (Donna was 9), my family moved from San Diego, California to
Yarnell, Arizona. After living there for a few months, we moved to a two-
bedroom house in Prescott Valley, Arizona. Well, needless to say, my sister
and I were forced to share a bedroom. This is where it all started.
While living in this house, I had discovered a couple of tapes that my dad
had hidden and started watching them which in turn got me interested in girls
as sexual beings. Being as shy as I was at that age, I couldn’t approach
girls I knew at school. Having to share a room with my sister afforded me
the opportunity to witness things that most boys that age would never even
begin to imagine. On many occasions, I got to watch her get dressed, often
seeing her nude or only partially dressed. On a few occasions during that
first winter (1986) in Arizona, at night we would cuddle together in the same
bed trying to stay warm. This is when I first started to explore her body.
At this point, it didn’t happen very often at all but I did get to feel her
through her clothes a couple of times. During the summer of 1987, we moved
to a three-bedroom house across town so our little adventures together ended;
at least for a while.
When my father was asked to start his first job as a preacher in the town of
Bagdad, Arizona, we had a two hour drive each way, every Sunday. The truck
that my parents had at the time had a camper-shell on it and this is where my
sister and I sat during these long trips. After having made several of these
trips, we would get bored and our explorations of each other’s bodies began
again. On a couple of these trips, we would pile the pillows that we had
brought for comfort (hard wooden carpeted floor in the back of the truck)
against the opening between the front and back. It was then that I would
either feel her up or we would slowly dry hump until I came in my pants.
Eventually, we moved to Bagdad and these long trips came to an end.
As the pastor of the local Baptist Church, my father worked very long hours.
Preparing his sermons and visiting with the members of the church, who were
almost exclusively senior citizens, consumed most of his time. My mother
also had a new full time job working for the local mining company that the
town was built around. This left my sister and me alone most afternoons
after school to fend for ourselves. Bagdad was the type of town where if you
weren’t born and raised there, you were branded an outsider. This meant that
Donna and I had to rely on each other for friendship. All of this alone time
together meant that we had plenty of time to do whatever we wanted and thus
began our next round of exploration.
Over the course of the next several months, we grew closer and closer to each
other and began to express it in sexual ways. During this time, while I
still remained mostly clothed, my sister became increasingly less and less
dressed. Each time I would finger her pussy and then we would rub our bodies
together until I came. At this point in my life, unfortunately for Donna, I
was only thinking about myself and my pleasure. If I had only known, I would
have realized that girls can orgasms too and that would have added to our
fun. Eventually we had worked her down to being completely nude while I kept
on my underwear and pajama bottoms at the very least. During one of our last
encounters, my sister told me that if I didn’t get nude then we wouldn’t be
continuing these explorations. Well, I was so worried about the extremely
remote possibility of getting her pregnant that I just couldn’t bring myself
to do it. Even as much as my body wanted me to strip completely nude and
have sex with her, I just couldn’t. If I had gotten nude, there is no doubt
in my mind that we would have had many more adventures to possibly include
further sexual “explorations” as well as the very real possibility of us
having sex with each other. But alas, it was not to be, and we never
mentioned it ever again, nor did we ever continue our adventures together.
Eventually, we moved to Kingman and after a year and a half of renting, my
parents bought a nice roomy house for us to live in. Since Donna and I were
no longer experimenting with each other’s bodies, I started to explore other
aspects of my newly discovered sexuality. One day when I was home alone, I
snuck into my sister’s room and borrowed some of her clothes to masturbate
to. I always avoided actually cumming on the clothes so as to not give away
what I was doing. The only time I ever came in her clothes was when it was
her dirty panties that I had pulled out of the laundry basket. The more I
did this, the more I realized how good some of the materials felt against my
skin. Soon I started putting her panties and bras on just to see how they
would feel as I masturbated. Luckily, I was a really skinny kid so most if
not all of her clothes fit me. I began to really enjoy the feeling of having
her clothes on, the feeling of the soft, sensual material as it caressed my
body. I loved how the tight panties fit so perfectly against my crotch, how
the bra gently squeezed my chest, how her skirts and dresses caressed my legs
as I moved.
One night, one of her friends spent the day and night at our house and went
swimming. Inadvertently, she had left her bathing suit at our house when she
went home and didn’t realize it. I pulled it out of the dirty clothes hamper
and it became my first piece of clothing in my collection. Wearing that one-
piece bathing suit was like magic for my young body as it fit like a glove.
I really enjoyed how the spandex material covered my upper body and it looked
really cute as well.
Shortly after we moved to Kingman, another family moved to town from New
Mexico. The kids’ names were John and Carla Colson. John became my best
friend and Carla became Donna’s best friend. Every so often, Donna or I
would spend the night at their place and vice-versa. One night, Carla spent
the night at our house and I spent the night at their house. I don’t know
where Carla slept, but I slept in her bed that night. After everyone had
gone to bed with me sleeping in her room, I locked the door and proceeded to
explore her closet. I tried on her bras, panties, swimsuits, dresses and
other clothes as well. Needless to say, I came in my own clothes a couple of
times that night. I did make sure that everything made it back into its
rightful place before I went to sleep. After that night, and a couple other
instances, my dressing adventures came to an end.
After that, my main focus became girls. I had a couple of girlfriends, the
longest of which was Jennifer Crowley. I know that I told you that Tracy was
the first person I ever had sex with, well, that isn’t entirely accurate.
Aside from my encounters with my sister, Jennifer was the first person I ever
had real sexual relations with. On numerous occasions, we would have long
heated kissing sessions at her house, at my house, and even at school. Aside
from our heated kissing sessions, we would explore each other’s bodies with
our hands, and mouths. She was the first person to ever give me a blow-job
and I was the first person to ever go down on her. While the blow-jobs
occurred only a couple times, I went down on her nearly every chance that I
got. As I have told you several times, I love the way a woman tastes
especially when she cums. Every time I went down on her, she came hard.
Nearly every time after I made her orgasm, we would dry hump the way my
sister and I would, with her being naked and me still having my bottoms on.
I would always do my best to make sure that she came this way as well. Our
last encounter started out very nicely. We planned on having our first
intercourse that day. We both got naked and I went down on her and made her
cum as usual. After that, I opened the condom that I had bought and put it
on. She lay down on her back and I knelt over her and we carefully
positioned the head of my penis at the opening of her pussy. As you are well
aware, I have a fairly quick trigger when I am inside you; well, it was the
same way with her. She was incredibly tight as I began to push into her. I
don’t think I even made it as far as her hymen but I do remember that as I
was starting to cum in the condom, she started asking me to pull out. I was
already in the middle of cumming so I just held it there till I was done and
then pulled out of her. I don’t think I actually went in far enough to pop
her cherry but I personally consider that my introduction into manhood and no
longer being a virgin. About a week later my family made its next migration
all the way down to Mesa, Arizona.
While I was dating Jennifer, I had a chance relationship that I still think
about to this day and am still ashamed of at the same time. This was the one
and only time I have ever cheated on a girl and it WILL remain the only time
I have ever cheated on a girl. I was in my junior year of high school and
Chenelle was still in 8th Grade. When I started dating Jennifer, I started
going to her church. Well, Chenelle was also in the youth group. On several
occasions, the group would go out and do things.
One night on the way back from somewhere, I was sitting in the back row of
the 15 passenger van, Jennifer was sitting next to me, and Chenelle was
sitting next to her. It was late at night and it was very dark. Chenelle
had her back turned toward Jennifer who was lying against me and my arm was
around her back. I don’t know why she did it, but Chenelle grabbed my hand,
put it under her shirt and bra and directly on her young teenaged breast. I
don’t know why but I left it there and continued to fondle her breast until
we arrived at our destination. This was the start of a lot of fun.
On another occasion, the youth group took a trip up Grand Canyon Caverns. On
both the elevator ride down and back up she situated herself right behind me
and put my hand on her jean covered pussy. After we came out of the cavern,
we all had lunch at the restaurant there and then we played a long game of
hide and go seek. During the game, I found a great place to hide that I
didn’t think anyone would ever find me. I saw Chenelle start to pass by on
her way to find a place to hide and I called to her to join me as there was
plenty of room.
While we were hiding there, she wanted me to continue what we had started in
the elevator only this time, she put my hand inside her pants and under her
panties. She was incredibly wet and I eventually made her orgasm a little
with my fingers. Eventually, after we hadn’t been found, we came out of
hiding and realized it was time to head back home. While driving back home
in the van, she once again placed my hand on her pussy under a blanket.
A few weeks later, on a return trip from Magic Mountain in the same van, we
had another encounter. The van was completely full and I was once again
seated in the back row with Jennifer. Well, I needed to stretch my legs for
a while so at our next stop I moved up to the front of the van and took a
seat on the floor right next to Chenelle. She had her legs propped up on an
ice-chest in front of her and she had a blanket draped over her.
I started out by just rubbing her legs under the blanket and eventually
started rubbing her pussy through the thin fabric of her loose shorts.
Eventually, I worked my fingers inside her shorts and under her panties and
continued rubbing her pussy. After a few minutes of playing on the outside,
I gently moved a finger inside and continued playing. After a while, I
managed to work a second and then a third finger into her pussy and continued
to finger-fuck her. Every once in a while I would feel her pussy squeezing
my fingers and I figured she was orgasming. More than an hour later, we
finally arrived back at the church and I pulled my fingers out of her pussy;
they were literally covered in her white, creamy girl-cum.
The last encounter happened only a few weeks before my last encounter with
Jennifer. The youth group had taken a day trip up to a park/campground up in
the Havasupai Mountains where we once again played hide and go seek. As
usual, I found a great hiding spot that was nearly impossible to get to and
once again I invited Chenelle up and even helped her climb up the rock-face
to get there. We found a nice little secluded hiding spot up there and
proceeded to enjoy each other’s bodies. I opened her shirt and pushed her
bra up and suckled on her young breasts, we kissed long and hard, and then we
went even further. I pushed my hand into her pants and fingered her pussy
and she pushed her hand into my pants and began stroking my hard dick.
I eventually made her cum but not before I came all over her hand. This was
our last encounter and I promise you that I have NEVER and will NEVER cheat
on you, but I thought you should know everything about my life and sexual
history. While I am ashamed of the entire relationship between Chenelle and
myself, I will tell you that it does occasionally occupy my masturbatory
thoughts as does my relationship with Jennifer and even my sister at times.
I know that I should only be thinking about you during times like that, but
that is a time for fantasizing and I just use my memories.
After my final encounter with Jennifer and subsequent move to Mesa, Arizona,
my love life took a decidedly nasty turn towards non-existent. I finished
out my senior year of high school and never even had a girl-friend although I
did have a lot of friends that were girls. Most guys prefer to hang out with
other guys and just be guys. Me, I always preferred to hang out with the
girls. I wasn’t and am not gay in any sense but I have always felt more
feminine than masculine. I didn’t have any other encounters or adventures
until I met Tracy.
My relationship was Tracy was fueled mostly by the fact that I just wanted to
get laid. Luckily, she was on the pill because the first time we had sex, I
found out that she was a virgin. If you don’t include Jennifer, Tracy was my
first full intercourse, meaning full penetration and the popping of her
cherry. As we continued to date for those six months and the subsequent five
years of marriage, sex became the only really good thing between us.
Tracy and I were occasionally very experimental with our sex. On a few
occasions we tried anal sex (me in her), we often used the dildo that I got
her, a few times we tried double vaginal penetration (me and her dildo), and
we were even practicing fisting (my hand almost all the way in her pussy;
i.e., all four fingers and thumb plus almost all of the knuckles). If we had
kept going, I probably would have been able to get my whole hand in. I would
still like to try this with you eventually and maybe a few other things.
Unfortunately, our relationship was not very successful and was more often
than not filled with arguing, fighting, and unfortunately her throwing
punches and me trying to defend myself.
At around the fourth year of marriage, my inner feminine desires began to
resurface. Tracy always had a distinctly masculine air about her (i.e.,
brutish, never wore dresses, almost never tried to look feminine, etc.) and
this combined with my more feminine mentality helped to push me even further
towards dressing. It was at about this time that I ordered my first pair of
breast forms off of EBay. While I was waiting for them to arrive in the
mail, I went to Savers and bought a few pieces of clothing as well. I had a
couple of dresses that I really loved, my favorite of which was a turquoise
blue crushed velvet tank dress. I also had a couple of nice Vassarette bras
that Tracy had actually bought for me.
I kind of went overboard a little bit by wearing my outfits all the time,
whether she was home or not. When I was alone, I would sometimes experiment
with anal sex on myself, using my fingers (a couple of times I managed to get
all five fingers inside but not the knuckles, although I tried), her dildo,
and even an empty wine bottle. I had a lot of fun doing this and it usually
felt really good. Yes, I still try anal every now and then as you are well
aware but, no, it is not a regular occurrence. Anyways, my dressing was a
partial factor in why Tracy and I got divorced. Even after we separated and
eventually divorced, I still dressed.
My last sexual encounter before I started dating you was when I was still
living in the house with Tracy. Her best friend Nicole, a girl that I had
had a crush on since I met Tracy, was going to spend the night after they got
back from a night of partying. As they were getting ready to go out, Tracy
called me in to look at her new nipple piercings. I told her that I would
look at them if I could also look at and feel Nicole’s breasts. Nicole
agreed to the terms and pulled her leopard print halter top down and allowed
me free access to her breasts.
At the time, Nicole was working as a stripper, model, and fitness trainer.
She always did have a beautiful body and up until about two years prior, she
had had very flat breasts. I think it was around 1997 or maybe 1998; she
opted to get breast enlargement surgery and went from a 32AA to a 32C bra
size. Needless to say, after I fondled her breasts that night for a minute
or two, she pulled away and I agreed to look at Tracy’s new nipple rings. I
have to admit they did kind of turn me on seeing them and I wondered why she
hadn’t gotten them before.
In case you are wondering, I definitely would not mind if you got your
nipples pierced. After that I asked Nicole how much she usually gets paid
for a lap dance at the club, she told me and I propositioned her for a lap
dance. Once again, she agreed and told me that she would dance to any song
that I picked. Well, I paid the amount, it was a ridiculously low amount,
and picked a song for her to dance to.
I managed to find one of those ridiculously long songs and started it
playing. I think that song was about fifteen minutes long or so and I
enjoyed every minute of it. As the song began, she started stripping for me
right there in my room all the way down to her black nylon thong panties. I
was wearing a t-shirt, underwear and a pair of loose sweatpants so I was able
to really feel every single bump and grind. After the song was over, she got
up, got dressed and she and Tracy headed out to the club where she worked.
So that was my very first lap dance and stripper. I still occasionally
fantasize about that night. There is only one other piece to this story,
that night when they came back home, they slept together in what was then
Tracy’s bed and then Nicole left in the morning. When she left, she left
behind all of her clothes and stuff. Well I got it into my head and went and
appropriated the skirt and halter top that she had worn the night before and
proceeded to try them on. Well, the halter top wouldn’t fit so I didn’t even
try as I probably would have ripped it; but the skirt did fit. It was
incredibly tight and extremely sexy but it fit. I managed to hold onto those
two items of clothing for a while until I figured it was time that I return
them. Well, I didn’t just give them back; I put them in Tracy’s laundry like
they might have been put there on purpose by Nicole or Tracy.
Anyway, to make a long story short... too late... that was the last encounter
that I had with anyone outside of our relationship. Aside from a few
harmless lap dances at Pure Platinum in Germany (before Frankfurt closed for
good), I have never been unfaithful to you and I never will. I pray to God
that for as long as I live, you will be the only person I will ever have
sexual relations with.
Now let’s move on to my current situation. By this, I mean my needs to dress
as a woman. Since I have known you, I have gone through two cycles in my
dressing. The first cycle being when you initially discovered my clothing
stash and I told you about my dressing habits. As you are well aware, I sold
all of my initial collection on EBay and called it quits, at least for a
little while. My second cycle started when I was at Altus. I remember you
actually sent me two pairs of women’s thong panties for Valentine’s Day that
year. The cycle has just continued from there. My gift to you was some new
bras and panties that year I believe, from Victoria’s Secret. Well, while I
was at Victoria’s Secret shopping for you, I also picked out a bra and some
panties for me. Next, I ordered a skirt and blouse that I still have and
wear occasionally. After that, I didn’t purchase any more for quite a while.
As you may have noticed, I have since bought quite a few new outfits,
panties, and bras to add to my collection.
There was a period there when I would wear my stuff semi-openly in front of
you. After our candid discussion about it, I promised you that I would keep
the dressing to a minimum in the house and only when you weren’t around to
see it. For the most part, I have tried to stick to that arrangement. Well,
I have no plans on changing that arrangement and will stick to it as long as
I must. Of course, I do still have a need to get dressed up and to wear my
breast-forms occasionally. I have tried very diligently to only dress when
you are not home (i.e., out shopping, at a movie, at Jessica’s house, etc.).
When I do dress while you are gone, I always try to make sure that I am back
to normal, for the most part, before you come home. Occasionally, you will
get home before I have a chance to change back and so I run upstairs and try
to change really quickly so that you won’t have to see me dressed up. So
far, I have been successful at this but I know there will come a day when you
do see me all dressed up and I want to apologize for that in advance.
I want you to know that I am not doing it to hurt you. I just have certain
feelings in my heart that I have to express every once in a while. Like I
stated earlier in this letter, I am in NO WAY homosexual, but I do feel much
more feminine than I do masculine. Even though I do have many feminine
characteristics about my personality, I do still love being a man. I love
being able to hold you and love you and take care of you and, most
importantly, make love to you. I love being a father to Jacob and Bobbyander
and I would never change that for anything in the world.
My dressing has become my way of expressing those feminine characteristics of
my personality. I just love the way the clothes feel on me and for the most
part I love how I look in them; aside from the belly and hairy legs that is.
This past Thursday, I purchased a wig from a seller on EBay and it should be
arriving this week. I promise you that the only time I will wear it is
either when you are not home or at Halloween if I ever get up the courage to
dress as a woman for my costume. I don’t know if you remember it or not, but
when I was still living in the apartment before I moved in with you, you got
the inkling to make me over (i.e., makeup and nails). Well, I absolutely
loved it when you did that and I secretly hope that you will someday do that
again. Maybe you can do it again for that eventual Halloween costume
somewhere down the road.
I will tell you that the cross-dressing is only one side of my need to
express my femininity. The breast-forms actually serve a dual purpose, the
first of which is to complete the female look when I am dressing. The other
reason for the breast forms is much deeper. I can’t remember if I ever told
you this or not but here it goes. I have always had a secret desire to not
only know what it feels like to be a woman but also to actually be a woman.
I don’t mean the surgery version of being a woman but instead an actual woman
who really was a female from birth just like you were. I secretly wish that
I had my own breasts and not just the breast-forms. I secretly wish that I
had a real vagina and womb. I wish that I had those natural womanly curves
and figure and yes, although to a much lesser degree, the monthly periods. I
have wanted the long hair, silky skin, sexy lips, and feminine voice. I have
also secretly desired to know what it is like to make love or just have sex
as a woman; having my cherry popped and everything. I will say it again, if
I was a woman, I would definitely be a lesbian because I am in NO WAY
attracted to men.
I am sorry that it took me ten pages to say it, but there you have it. The
graphic at the top of this letter explains exactly how I feel. I feel like a
woman trapped in a man’s body at times. I will tell you that I will never
consider hormone therapy, sexual reassignment surgery, or anything along
those lines. I am, for the most part, perfectly happy with just dressing
occasionally and imagining my fantasies. At times, I wish that I could just
undo a zipper and step out of my male body as a woman and just experience
life as a woman. I will forever be your husband, the father of our children
and I will never do anything that would ever jeopardize that.
I want you to know that no matter what life may throw at us, I will forever
love you and our boys. I am so sorry for all of the crap that I have put you
through over the years. I know that I am not perfect but I will try my best
to be perfect for us. I know that I will make mistakes along the way, some
bigger than others, but I want you to know that I love you and I cherish
every moment that I have with you. I believe that we were destined by God to
be together and I thank God every day for bringing you into my life.
All Of My Love,
Ronald
Chapter 17 - A Letter to My Wife on Our 6th Anniversary
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Dear Susan,
This past Sunday we arrived at our six year anniversary. I can’t say we
celebrated our sixth anniversary because, frankly, there was no celebrating
at all going on that day. All we did was fight and then cover it up. Since
December of 2000, we have had a lot of good times together.
Unfortunately, we have had a lot of bad times as well. I feel like a lot of
our marriage has been one big cover-up or at the very least multiple smaller
cover-ups. Every time we argue about anything, you start telling me what I
want to hear just so that the argument will end and you won’t have to deal
with it anymore. After that, we both just pretended it never happened at
all. The arguments we had during this last vacation are indicative of the
last six years. By lying to me just to end a fight, you thought you were
helping our marriage and our relationship but in reality you were helping to
destroy it. You created more problems than you were solving. In this way,
you have completely disrespected me and disrespected our marriage and
relationship.
For our first year of marriage, we were separated because I was in training
for the Air Force. Once we were finally reunited again, everything turned
into starting a family. We started planning for our children. It was at
about this time that you changed from a loving wife into a career mother and
housewife. You concentrated solely on being a mother and a housewife so much
so that you completely forgot how to be a loving wife. Don’t get me wrong, I
love my two boys and I would never change that for anything in the world.
Our relationship on the other hand definitely needs to change. Over the last
six years, more and more I have felt like I am taking a back seat to
everything. I know that you have taken a back seat to my work and
unfortunately that is unavoidable considering the nature of my job and for
that I am sorry. You, on the other hand, have both physically and
emotionally pushed me aside in favor of the house and our children and your
friends online. On any given day, you spend about twelve times as much time
talking to your friends online than you do talking to me. You are always
complaining that you have nobody to talk to except for the kids but you have
completely forgotten that I am an adult in need of conversation as well.
I need you to remember that I am here for you to talk too and tell everything
to. I used to love hearing about your days but now all I get when I ask
about your day is “It was fine.” It has been so long since we have carried on
a meaningful conversation that I can’t even remember when the last one was.
Before we were married, our sex life was fun and full of adventure.
Nowadays, it is like pulling teeth just to get you to tell me you love me.
It took six years of prodding and convincing for you to even think about
taking naughty photos for me and only for me. You have an almost total lack
of interest in sex at all unless I proposition you and almost force you into
it. You almost never take the initiative when it comes to loving me, kissing
me, touching me, or anything else sexually related. The only positions you
are ever willing to do are the standard missionary, the occasional cowgirl
and the extremely rare doggie styles. Blowjobs are very rare unless I first
go down on you and I really love how you give me blowjobs too. I need you to
understand that your unwillingness to do anything sexual with me and for me
without me first pestering you for it has made sex with you very unenjoyable.
It has been said that as a couple moves through the years together, that they
sometimes have to do new things in order to spice up a souring sexual
relationship. While I agree with this, you seem to prefer to just ignore our
sexual relationship in favor of sleep, watching TV, or chatting with your
friends online.
It is because of all of this that I have fucked around with Ginny while I was
in tech school during our first year of marriage. It is because of this that
I had sex with a total stranger while I was at the Dayton Air Show back in
2003. It is because of this that I have enjoyed the pleasure of feeling up a
stripper in Germany several times and getting a couple of blowjobs from
prostitutes in Germany. It is because of this that I am currently having an
email affair with a woman named Kelly. All of the pictures that I have taken
of you lately, I took them because she wanted me to. I have sent all of
those pictures to her and then some. I have taken pictures of me nude and
cumming for her as well as pictures of me dressed in my girl clothes and she
has absolutely loved them. I have told her about the sex that we have had,
about the cam sessions we did while I was deployed, and the pictures that you
sent me. I have even told her all about my sexual history including the
sexual relations that I had with my sister. I have even told her about my
secret desires to fuck both Debbie and Holly.
She absolutely loved hearing about all of it and has even masturbated and
orgasmed several times hearing about it. She loves knowing that I am taking
pictures of you just for her. She has helped to open my eyes to how wrong
you are for me. She has shown me that you have totally taken me for granted
and suppressed all of my sexual and non-sexual desires alike. She has shown
me that you are not performing your wifely duties like you should be. She
has shown me what love can be.
Susan, if it weren’t for the boys, I would probably divorce you right now. I
would find a woman like Kelly... or even Kelly herself if she would have me.
I love you but I am no longer in love with you.
Sincerely,
Ronald
Chapter 18 - E-Mails Between Kelly and Ronald's Wife
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From: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
To: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
Subject: RE: You are very understanding
You know what, Kelly, I am understanding, unfortunately for me. I believed
both you and my husband when you said this was a platonic friendship. I was
even planning on getting to know you and possibly being friends with you.
But I discovered today that both you and my husband have been LYING to me.
So now I want the truth. I want you to tell me everything. I found the web
page with my pictures both naked and dressed... pictures I NEVER gave anyone
permission to post. Apparently my husband sent these pictures to you and you
posted them on your web page. I want these pictures deleted off your web
page NOW or I will be contacting police.
And then I want you to never speak to my husband ever again, hear that
BITCH????
******************
From: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
To: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
Subject: My Introduction
Hi Susan,
My name is Kelly and I am 23 year-old school teacher living in the
Pittsburgh, PA area. I teach 4th through 6th at a small Christian elementary
school, about to start my second year. I’m single, live with my parents
(thanks to the low salary), and have a great boyfriend who I hope will
propose to me soon.
Back in April our school decided to do something to support our troops. We
chose to start a pen pal project where the kids each write (via e-mail) to
someone serving overseas, mostly in Iraq and Afghanistan. It actually serves
several purposes in that addition to being a mission project, the kids learn
about the real people involved in the wars plus it also allows us to teach
them cyber-safety – things like not revealing personal information, using
“throw-away” e-mail addresses, etc.
All the teachers participated as well. I was given a name, e-mail address,
and the following introduction:
Hi!
I’m Ronald and I’m 33 years old and am about to celebrate six years of
marriage to a wonderful woman named Susan. We have 2 little boys,
Jeremy who is 4 and Bobby who is 1 years. Being in the military, I am
away from my family (unfortunately) quite a bit during any given year.
E-mail and webcams help a lot but it’s still hard being away from home
and family.
I fly on the C-17 as a Loadmaster in the USAF. I have been deployed
in Manas, Kyrgyzstan; Al Udeid, Qatar; Ali Al Saleem, Kuwait; and
Incrilik, Turkey. I’d like to hear from anyone and just have someone
to talk to about most anything.
Ronald
Since that time I have written to Ronald many times and he has told me a lot
about himself and his family. Don’t worry, it’s just things like you went to
Grand Canyon University where you earned a BA in Education (which I think is
cool), you graduated Suma Cum Laude. You love to read mystery books and love
romantic comedies. Your favorite movie is Never Been Kissed with Drew
Barrymore and you love scrapbooking (so does my mom, she was even a Stamp It
Up dealer at one time – I think I got the name right). Your best friends
include Jenny, Jessica, Dana.
Please, don't take me wrong about all that I just said about you. The only
reason I mentioned all of this was so you would know I am legit and not some
crazy perv.
As a general rule, Ronald and I talk about family stuff, his deployments,
politics, the usual stuff. For instance, he told me about your recent
vacation to Florida and anniversary. Yes, we have shared a few photos but
nothing for you to worry about. I attached one of you and your sons that he
sent me. Again, this is only so you would know I am not making all this up.
I also attached one of me and my boyfriend. I don't send anyone (not even my
boyfriend) nude photos of me however I there was one time when I was in sort
of a crazy mood and I sent Ronald a couple of more suggestive ones which I
probably shouldn’t have. They weren't nude but still not something I want
posted anywhere.
Actually, those photos are why I am writing you. Ronald just told me that he
is using one of them as his wallpaper on his computer and that you have seen
it. I was a little shocked, to say the least, and I’ve been worried about
what you may be thinking of me. Also, Ronald seems to be more worried lately
about you and him. It’s nothing that he has come right out and said, more
just the tone of his letters and such. Do you get much of a chance to
communicate with him while he is deployed? Phone, email or webcams? I guess
between him telling me about you seeing the suggestive photo of me and
whatever issues you two may be having, I wanted to assure you that there is
nothing going on between him and me.
Although I am now corresponding with several people like Ronald, you are the
first spouse that I’ve made contact with. I guess I never really gave a lot
of thought before about how you might feel about him e-mailing me since I
never thought you would know I even existed. If you would rather that I
stop, just tell me. I would, of course, honor your wishes being you are his
wife. On the other hand, if you would like to be a pen pal with me as well,
I’d love to hear from both “sides”. I’ve found that I really enjoy this pen
pal thing and I look forward to seeing what people will send me next. It’s
just for fun though, as I have absolutely no desire to carry it any further
with things such as phone calls, web cams, actually meeting, etc. In today’s
cyber world this may be a little old fashioned but that’s just me.
By the way, I hope your weight loss program is doing well. Ronald gave me
your screen name (Angel373) on lowcarbdiets.com. I’m not sure if he was
hoping I might cheer you on or if it was a hint that I needed to drop a few
pounds!
I hope to hear back from you.
Sincerely,
Kelly
******************
From: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
To: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
Subject: RE: My Introduction
Kelly,
My husband told me nothing about you and I’m uncomfortable learning that a
random stranger knows so much about me, to be honest. I had no idea about
the pictures. My husband has several thousand pictures on his webshots, but
I assumed they were all taken from the web. I had no idea he knew any of the
people. I think it would be a good idea if you did not talk to my husband
again.
Thank you,
Susan
******************
From: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
To: Susan <loadsangel@comcast.net>
Subject: Sorry
Susan,
I am sorry if I have offended you in any way. I was sincerely trying to
explain a rather embarrassing thing for me and I didn't want you to get the
wrong impression of me. Even though you have no idea who I am, I was
concerned that you might think bad of me.
Please be assured this started as just a pen pal project and there is NO
chance whatsoever of it ever being anything more. I can't control what
Ronald does or sends me and I just thought it was being courteous to make you
aware of me instead of feeling like I was doing something behind your back.
I write to a number of people, men and women, married and single. It's just
fun to talk to people in general, not like I'm looking for some sort of adult
hook-up service.
I am on-line now if you would like to chat with me. If not, or if you don't
reply to me, I will understand and you'll never hear from me again. The last
thing I need is someone upset at me as it was never my intention to get into
that sort of situation. I'm not even sure what I was hoping for, maybe just
to be friends.
Best wishes,
Kelly
******************
From: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
To: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
Subject: RE: Sorry
Kelly,
I apologize for being rude to you. I wasn’t sure what your intentions were,
but I was quite taken aback to receive your email and find out that you knew
so much about me. I’ve had a discussion with my husband and asked him not to
be so forward with personal information about me. It’s not that I mind him
talking about me and the kids, it’s just that I knew NOTHING about you and
yet you knew quite a bit about me. Ronald assures me that your relationship
is just a pen pal friendship and I’ll believe him unless you tell me
otherwise. I have no problems with him having pen pals, but like I said, I
was taken aback because I had never heard about you. Again I am sorry for
being rude to you. I am sure you are a very nice person.
Susan
******************
From: Kelly <pghp_girl@yahoo.com>
To: Susan <lsangel@comcast.net>
Subject: You are very understanding
Susan, I truly appreciate your understanding. I have been wanting to write
you sooner but frankly, I was afraid of how you might react. The last thing
I want is to create a problem for you. Is there anything you would like to
know about me? I guess it's only fair for me to make the offer. If there is
anything you want to know about what Ronald tells me, let me know as you are
his wife and deserve to know..
One thing I wanted to ask. I noticed you have a lot posted about diet
drinks. I don't drink tea or coffee but I LOVE my Diet Coke. Is it really
that bad?
Thanks again for being so understanding,
Kelly
Chapter 19 - Kelly Chats With Ronald's Wife
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----- Our chat on Sat, 8/16/08 9:23 PM -----
Susan (7:27 PM): YOU FUCKING SKANKY WHORE!!! GET MY FUCKING PICTURES OFF
YOUR WEBPAGE NOW, AS IN TONIGHT. IF THEY ARE NOT REMOVED IMMEDIATELY I WILL
BE CONTACTING THE POLICE AND YOUR INTERNET SERVICE PROVIDER.
Susan (8:30 PM): what the fuck is WRONG with you? how could you do this to
me? You nasty cunt bitch! I never did anything to you!! I hope you rot in
hell
Susan (8:30 PM): gee, I guess you don't want to chat with me, huh?
----- Our chat on Sat, 8/16/08 9:51 PM -----
Susan (9:28 PM): how's your day going WHORE, ruined any more marriages today?
Susan (9:28 PM): that's okay, you can have him, I don't want his nasty ass
anymore
Kelly (9:31 PM): http://www.watchersweb.com/sub_index.php?cat=Homemodels Look
at August 8th. I'm not the only one he sent things to. I assumed you were
in on it and he was just playing games. They are off mine but not at that
site and who knows where else.
Susan (9:32 PM): yes, I'm aware of those too Susan (9:32 PM): nope, had
nothing to do with this. never gave my permission for ANY of my pics to be
posted. please delete any pictures of me you have
Susan (9:33 PM): he supposedly sent you an email to ask you to remove the
pics, not that I trust anything he says
Kelly (9:34 PM): they have been deleted for hours now, as I am said, as your
husband I would have thought he told you what he was doing. Given his
interest in taking those pics lately weren’t you wondering what he was doing
with them?
Susan (9:35 PM): well I was assured that they were taken for his pleasure
only and that he would NEVER post them anywhere or give them to anyone
Susan (9:35 PM): but thanks for encouraging a married man to betray his wife
Susan (9:36 PM): not that it's YOUR fault he's an ass, but whatever. you're
not innocent
Kelly (9:36 PM): guys play games on here all the time, I figured he was
another one
Susan (9:36 PM): well you figured too much. oh well. have fun with him.
I'm certainly done
Kelly (9:36 PM): if what he all told me is true, he certainly has issues
Susan (9:36 PM): yeah, that's an understatement
Kelly (9:38 PM): I don’t claim to be perfect but I am sure I was not the
first one and it would have been someone else besides me, at least I did as
you asked
Susan (9:39 PM): well whatever helps you sleep at night. I do appreciate you
taking all that off your web page. thank you. I do NOT appreciate the way
you emailed me and lied to me, saying this was platonic. but whatever. I'm
done.
Kelly (9:40 PM): frankly, you are the first "real" wife I have encountered,
every guy who has does something like this in the past has faked it and
pretended to be his wife or girlfriend using another address
Kelly (9:40 PM): for me, part of it figuring out the game he is playing
Susan (9:41 PM): yeah. well I've very real. and very devastated. and a
marriage is now ruined and two kids' lives are now ruined. so thanks. not
that it was 100% your fault. he was a douchebag either way.
Kelly (9:42 PM): he admitted to having affairs and lots of other things long
before I got in the picture, maybe it is something that should have come out
in the open a long time ago
Susan (9:42 PM): yes, you are right. he did. starting in year 1
Susan (9:42 PM): of six years
Kelly (9:43 PM): I don’t think I started him doing anything he wasn't doing
already, how did you put up with the cross-dressing anyway?
Susan (9:44 PM): god only knows
Susan (9:44 PM): a stupid thing called love
Susan (9:44 PM): will you be posting our IM conversation on your site?
Susan (9:45 PM): I can see you like to do that
Kelly (9:45 PM): no, the whole thing about him is gone
Kelly (9:45 PM): the ones I post are from guys who are just playing games, I
don't believe anything they tell me
Susan (9:45 PM): yeah, well maybe you should
Kelly (9:46 PM): I never seek anyone out, I only chat with people who contact
me first
Kelly (9:47 PM): from there I just go with the direction they want to go
----- Our chat on Sat, 8/16/08 10:06 PM -----
Susan (9:58 PM): my laptop monitor is going in and out. so I went to use his
laptop and on a whim, checked his history and found your web site with my
pictures on it
Kelly (9:58 PM): seems a little careless, are you sure he didn't somehow want
you to find it?
Susan (9:59 PM): perhaps. he has a history of doing web cam chats with
women. he knows I check the history from time to time, but he go lax because
I have my own laptop and haven't checked up on him in a long ass time.
Susan (9:59 PM): guess that's what I get
Kelly (10:00 PM): he has said repeatedly to me he wishes you would see it
Susan (10:00 PM): really? why is that
Susan (10:00 PM): so I can find out for sure what a douchebag he is?
Kelly (10:00 PM): well, he would have to answer that one
Susan (10:01 PM): a narcissistic asshole? because it's all my fault that he
cheated on me since I won't fulfill every freaking fantasy he has
Kelly (10:01 PM): maybe he thought you might accept it somehow and he
wouldn’t have to hide anymore
Kelly (10:01 PM): I’m not saying he thinks straight
Susan (10:02 PM): hide what? that he's a cross-dresser? I already knew
that. that he cheated on me? I thought he might have but he swore he
didn't. that he fooled around with his sister? He already told me that
once, and he said he asked for forgiveness. that he's apparently a
pedophile? I've suspected he is but fooled myself into thinking he would
never do that. the bottom line is that I'M the fool
Susan (10:03 PM): he thinks you love him and accept him as he is... cross-
dresser and all. he thinks you are perfect for him, and you've convinced him
that I've been a horrible wife for 6 years. or just confirmed his suspicions
and beliefs that I am
Kelly (10:03 PM): think about this... had I thought you were really chatting
and emailing me, I would not have used my normal e-mail address. a simple
Google on it brings up my site, I wasn't trying to hide anything, just going
along with his fantasy
Susan (10:04 PM): he said he would divorce me and have you if you would have
him. that's how far this situation has gone
Kelly (10:04 PM): I have a great family and a wonderful bf and I live
thousands of miles away, why would I want a married man with his issues?
Susan (10:05 PM): I don't worry about you...you'll get yours. karma is a
bitch
Susan (10:05 PM): may the love of your life one day betray your heart
completely. just like all the married losers you like to fuck around with
for your ego boost
Susan (10:05 PM): I think our conversation is over now. have a nice life
Kelly (10:06 PM): good luck
THE END