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Click hereIn a fuchsia corset, matching stockings, high heels and tanga panty I kneeled and sucked Steven's thick cock as he sat on our buttery soft brown leather couch, our roles reversed. Bracelets clinked and earrings and necklaces swayed as Marion coached me and I sucked his cock in the morning light as busy river traffic passed by outside, unaware of my training.
In a deep orange camisole and black fishnet thigh highs and purple high heels I sat astride Steven and positioned myself and sank down on his thick, hard cock and my hair flicked and we moaned together as I rode his precious cock while Marion gave me tips on how to move my hips and pleasure a man.
In a sheer black bra, matching stockings and crotchless panties, I sucked Steven's cock, eager to give him pleasure and make him come while Marion fucked my hungry ass with her strapon.
It was a glorious weekend and I fully let myself go and embraced it and earned lavish praise from Marion and my love and devotion soared.
In bed Sunday night after Steven left Marion said, "What a wonderful weekend. I'm so proud of you, baby. I knew you could do it. I knew you would like it. I love you so much. How are you feeling?"
I snuggled closer to her and tucked my hair behind my ear with a mauve colored nail and said, "Fine actually. Liberated, I think. I was nervous and scared leading up to it, but it was fine and I feel good. Thank you, Marion. I love you so much."
Marion hugged me, turned out the light, kissed me and said, "Good, baby, I'm glad you liked it. Steven has some friends you'd like to meet and so do I."
I fell asleep with love in my heart for Marion, thinking about cock and wondering what else Marion had in mind. Little did I know.
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Colonelinguist7 months agoStories like this, that gradually add more and more layers with each additional chapter, really do turn me on.
As small boys, most of us get curious about their Moma’s panties and bras. It’s a natural thing, but that in itself, can’t make you a gay male. However, many guys try some level of crossdressing in private, prior to becoming 18,
but in this steamy tale that you have so skillfully woven, your Marion intuitively recognizes ‘Code Boy’s’ inner sissy and she gradually brings his femininity to the surface, just one weekend at a time like some great authoritative erotic conductor.
So far, following your Code Boy on his journey into girlhood has been a kind of voyeuristic super Libido high that somehow travels directly to my cock with each passing page, so DON’T STOP…please!!
So far It’s been a blast imagining being Code Boy. After all, he has the luxury of having a cis female that carefully schools him on all things feminine - dressing sexy, applying makeup, cocksucking, swallowing and how to truly enjoy getting ass fucked ( we should all be so fortunate, right? ) - but ultimately, I think the moral of this story is that CD’s usually have to figure all those things out for themselves.
Anonymousover 9 years agoi guess you've never been enticed by a woman (or a man) to do things you never thought you could do and loved it.
i have, and things can go very fast, i don't know where you see her not being in love, all i see is very very light D/S Relationship and an enticing woman slowly drawing a man to a fetish he had no idea he might like, no humiliation towards the hero(in) at all coming from Marion, just a huge turn on for them both.
Tootight1almost 10 years agotoo fast, next he'll be the getting called to do tricks for her, there isn't any love there, she is actually avoiding any and all discussion of it.
Anonymousabout 11 years agoYou have written this line or something like it several times in the story so far. -Marion led me up the black wrought iron spiral staircase, past the locked door, into our bedroom.- What does that locked door mean? It must be important. What is behind that door? Does it lead to a room where Marion has clothes, or S&M items or does she have video equipment taping the sex acts going on in her condo? I am surprised that the main character has not asked more questions from Marion to find things out. Also what is the main character's name, it sure is not baby? You do not seem to want to give it out in your stories.
