Becoming My Sister Pt. 08

Part 8

Chapter 19

As I heard the front door click I nervously stood up and smoothed down my dress, checked my stocking tops weren't on show, pushed my hair over my ear and stood there posing with one hand on my hip. OMG! I was so nervous! I was desperate to please Jim and hoped that my choice of outfit would get his approval. A million questions ran through my mind...did the dress fit well enough? Was it too short or too long? Was it too 'fancy' for where he was taking me? Was the lace detail too much? Was my makeup too much? Should I have gone for a more casual look? Was the choker a good idea? As it was still summer should my legs be bare? Were my heels too high? Would he mind that I'd need to walk slowly in them? Would that test his patience too much?

As he approached he didn't say a word but just looked me up and down. My heart sank as I saw him shaking his head slowly from side to side! Oh Jesus, I've totally misjudged things I thought to myself. Oh no, oh no I've blown it. What an idiot! Then his face broke into a huge smile and he said, "Oh my word! Just look at you!" as he let out a long moan of pleasure. "Turn around for me...slowly," he said. I did as he asked, loving the feeling of showing myself off and displaying to him! All I could hear were his low 'mmmms' of appreciation at my efforts and that made me so happy!

Oh God, so this is what it felt like to be a girl...to dress up for a man and be appreciated for your efforts! It was totally exhilarating for me and I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and pleasure at this incredible feeling. "I think someone likes being appreciated," said Jim as I turned full circle to smile at him. "Don't worry, Princess, you are going to get so many appreciative looks tonight. Believe me when I say there isn't a man out there who won't be checking you out!. Do you like the sound of that?" he asked.

"But what if they guess I'm not a real..." I replied as Jim cut me off mid sentence and said, "I guarantee that won't happen. You look incredible. The most beautiful, sexy girl in the world. And being on my arm there will be zero doubt. I'm gonna be so proud to have you on my arm and show you off to the whole world!"

"Come here, Princess," he said holding his hands out to me. My face lit up and my heart soared as I then understood his shaking of the head was because he couldn't believe how good I looked! My eyes locked on his as I slowly walked over to him, my heart was pounding, my hips swaying as I purposely walked like a model on the catwalk. I could feel everything in that moment...the choker tight around my throat, the bra digging into my skin, the weight of my new breasts, the tightness of the dress as it hugged my slim figure, the lace details caressing my skin, my limpness leaking into the delicate lace thong, my stocking tops gripping my thighs so tightly, the leather ties of the heels digging into my ankles...every single element felt sooooo amazing!

Jim took my hands and I felt his fingers squeeze mine gently. "You look perfect, just perfect," he said as he released my hands on placed his on my hips and waist. My arms instinctively wrapped over his broad shoulders and round his neck, my red nailed fingers entwined.

"Mmmmm, thank you so much," I said giggling. "I love a man in a suit," I purred as I ran a red nailed finger down the lapel of his expensive suit jacket.

He smiled and I felt his hand move up my back, holding the back of my head as he kissed me so gently and tenderly. My soft red lips opened automatically so our tongues could touch and I moaned with pleasure into his mouth as I felt his other hand squeeze my ass through my dress. "Just perfect," he moaned into my mouth as our kisses became deeper and more passionate. I was a little concerned about messing up my makeup but as Jim didn't seem to care I became lost in the passion of the moment. Our bodies were pressed together and I could feel his obvious bulge against me. Oh God, I loved that it was me who who had got him so hard and so quickly! I knew what I wanted to do but wasn't sure if we had time or if he wanted that now so I ran my nails over his bulged slowly and looked into his eyes. The moan from his lips gave me my answer and I dropped slowly to my knees.

I looked up at Jim as I unfastened the belt of his trousers, then the buttons, then the zipper and pushed them down to his knees. His boxer shorts swiftly followed and his beautiful, rock hard, thick, freshly shaved 8 inch dick sprang out to attention. I was so happy that he was completely hairless down there! I pushed my hair over my ears as I looked up at him and then down. My eyes were wide as I held him round the base with my red nailed fingers and then looked up at him as I slowly licked all the way up, pulling back the foreskin and flicking the ultra sensitive head with the tip of my tongue. Jim moaned out loud and I felt his fingers in my beautiful long blonde hair. I loved how he stared directly back at me, his eyes occasionally closing and his head tilting back when I did something he particularly liked. I wanted him to look at my makeup, for him to see how much effort I'd made for him. I fluttered my long Russian lashes for him and he smiled and nodded his head in appreciation. I beamed my bright white smile at him and then slowly slid my soft bright red lips down over him which brought a loud groan of joy from his lips as I began to eagerly bob my blonde head up and down him.

I was conscious that I didn't want to totally ruin my makeup as it had taken so long and therefore tried to not dribble saliva everywhere. I also didn't want it all over my dress as I so wanted to wear this one out tonight. With that in mind I knew I had to get Jim to cum quickly. The next moment when he looked down at me I pushed the hem of my dress up to show him my lace stocking tops.

"Oh my fucking God," he almost shouted as he looked down to see my long red nails laid on the beautiful intricate detail of the black lace stocking tops! I swear to God I felt his dick grow longer and fatter in that moment and he pushed himself deeper into my mouth. He was holding the back of my head as I put my arms behind my back in an act of submission and let him fuck my mouth. My eyes were closed to show him my lashes and glittery red eye makeup and as I felt his precum in my mouth I opened them and looked up at him. I was begging for his cum with my eyes. His breathing was now coming in short, sharp breaths and he let out a cry of ecstasy as I felt him push deep into my mouth and hold there. My lips clamped round him as his cum rose from his smooth balls and into my hungry, greedy young mouth. I felt my mouth fill with his delicious seed and I swallowed when it threatened to spill from my lips...I didn't want it on my dress and Jim was obviously of the same mind as he didn't withdraw...he just held my head in place moaning out loud as he pumped and pumped and pumped his cum into his 18 year old Princess's hungry mouth!

Chapter 20

As I stood in front of the bathroom mirror touching up my makeup I heard Jim making himself a drink and the pop of a champagne cork. The main thing was to redo my lipstick and the foundation where it had been smeared with lipstick and saliva. Thankfully it wasn't too bad and as I finished I could still taste Jim's cum in my mouth. I thought about brushing my teeth but thought I'd just enjoy the taste for as long as possible! I'd not eaten all day as I thought I needed to lose a few pounds so I could be as slim and fit as possible for Jim. And given the sizes of the dresses in the closets it made me even more determined so I could fit into them all! The only thing that was in my stomach right now was a delicious helping of older married man cum...soon to be mixed with champagne!

I walked back to the living area and Jim immediately stood and offered me a glass of chilled champagne. We chinked glasses and I couldn't help but think that I wasn't even old enough to drink yet! I sipped the champagne and the bubbles tickled my nose. Jim gestured to the leather sofa and we sat close, his arm round my shoulders as I crossed my legs, pleased that my stocking tops didn't show and loving the feeling of my legs encased in silk. I breathed in his scent and loved the soft tender caress of his finger tips around the black lace choker I was wearing. "You have exquisite taste," he said referring to my outfit.

"I'm so glad you like my choice, there were almost too many things to choose from! You'll never know how nervous I was about getting it right as I didn't know where we were going tonight. I can't believe how many amazing things you have...I wanted to wear every single one of them for you," I said enthusiastically.

"Mmmmm, I'm glad. There's plenty more where they came from. Anything you want just let me know or use your new card. I can't wait to see just how amazing you can be for me. Your transformation is only just beginning!" he said as he tenderly kissed my blonde hair. His words sent a shiver of pure pleasure down my spine!

I saw him pick up his cell phone which had buzzed and he said that we needed to go as the car was here. "Ready for your debut, Princess?" he said grinning at me. "I just know you are gonna knock it and every man you see out of the ball park. Remember: You. Look. Unbelievably. Stunning. The. Most. Beautiful. Sexy. Stunning. Girl. Ever," he said as he handed me my Dior clutch bag and led me by the hand out of the apartment.

Chapter 21

As the elevator door pinged and opened I took a deep breath. I felt Jim squeeze my hand reassuringly as we walked slowly across the lobby. My heels clicked on the marble floor as we walked slowly and I could feel the eyes of the receptionist and bell boy on us. What were they thinking? "Good evening, Marie," Jim said politely to the receptionist.

"Good evening, sir, miss," she replied. "I hope you have a pleasant evening and I trust you will returning this evening?"

"Yes, we will. Will you have 2 bottles of champagne chilling for our return?" asked Jim as he walked over to the desk and handed her a $50 bill. "For your trouble," he said.

"Of course, sir. Not a problem," replied Marie smiling at us as we turned and headed outside to the waiting BMW.

As we approached the driver immediately got out of the driver's seat and looked at me, smiled and opened the right hand side rear passenger door for me. "Mind your head, Miss," he said as I bent to get in, being very careful to ensure my dress didn't ride up too high. I made a note to practice getting in and out of cars in high heels and short skirts!

"Thank you," I said smiling back at him as I adjusted my position. Oh my God! Was he staring at my legs? I'm sure he was as he seemed to take an age to close the door! I reached over for the seat belt and buckled in, the strap between my breasts like I'd seen on a million other girls! My head was spinning! Had he just really called me 'Miss'? Had he been checking me out? Staring at my legs? Is this the kind of attention that every beautiful girl had to deal with? Had a man, a real man who had no idea what I really was, thought that I was a real girl? I could have feinted with pleasure!

I quickly regained my senses as Jim buckled in beside me, He gently squeezed my left thigh. "Everything OK Princess?" he asked as he smiled at me.

I looked over and nodded my head pointedly at the driver as we moved off. Jim understood straight away and leaned over. He whispered in my ear, "Yes. I saw him checking you out. Yes, he thinks your are stunning. Yes, he's jealous of me. No, he has no idea about you. And no, I don't mind other men checking you out. In fact, I like it very much indeed. I hope that doesn't bother you? Tell me, Princess. Did you enjoy his attention? How did it make you feel? If you look like this then you will need to quckly get used to being the centre of attention. Men will be drawn to you...I want that very very much. I'm getting hard again just thinking about it."

I moaned softly and bit my bottom lip as I looked into Jim's eyes as his experienced fingers gently caressed my stocking clad thigh. "I've never experienced anything like it in my life," replied. "Are you sure he has no idea what I am?"

"He doesn't have a clue and to be honest he probably wouldn't even care if he did. You look that good," replied Jim.

My eyes were wide as I took in Jim's words. "The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine," I said. "I probably knew exactly what he was thinking as he looked at me? All the the things he wanted to do to me if he got me into his bed? Do you think that's right? OMG, he was so good looking too! I've never felt more girly and feminine," I added.

"Exactly, Princess. He will probably be jerking off later thinking about you. Thinking about how good you would feel and look bouncing up and down on his dick. How good your red lips would look wrapped round his rock hard dick. That gorgeous young guy who could probably have his pick of the girls will be thinking about you as he cums. This is what all men think whenever they see a beautiful girl," said Jim obviously loving this conversation. "Be in no doubt that every man who sees you tonight will be thinking the same when they look at you. And I want them to think that. You're too perfect not to be shown off and displayed to other men. You are gonna make me feel like a King when I have you on my arm! And I will make you feel like the most beautiful spoilt, pampered blonde Princess...no, not a Princess, my beautiful blonde Queen," moaned Jim.

I must admit I was a bit shocked at first by his words but I absolutely fucking loved every single one of them! OMG! He wanted to spoil me, dress me up and display me to other men! I was to be his young blonde trophy! Arm candy for him and eye candy for every other man! I thought about how just that fleeting look from the driver had made me feel and imagined that a hundred fold...being displayed and shown off to other men by Jim...encouraged to talk and flirt with other men by him...spending much longer (than I did with the driver) in the company of other men to let them feast their eyes on me, to let them breathe in my scent, let them remember every detail of how I looked...Jim's words that the driver would be jerking off later thinking about me gave me such an incredible thrill and I knew that I would make sure that every man I met would do the same...I was now pretty certain that Jim would love that too! I could only imagine what other plans he had for me...!

I turned to Jim and looked into his eyes. My right hand reached over and I felt how rock hard this scenario made him. "I want that so much," I whispered into his ear. "Make me your young blonde Queen, my King. Dress me up and display me to the entire world! Tell me how I should look. Tell me how I will be dressed in your fantasies. Sometimes classy, elegant, sophisticated? Sometimes like a dirty little cheap slut? I'm sure I can do both and anything in between for you! I promise I'll always wear high heels for you. I promise I will always be perfectly made up for you. Tell me what I need to do to please you and make you happy and I will obey you. Your wish is my wish," I said as I squeezed and pressed my red nails against his hardness. "Tell me who you want me to smile at. Tell me who you want me to talk to. Tell me who you want me to flirt with. Tell me who you want me to.....with," I said raising one of my beautifully sculpted eye brows as I cupped his cheek and gently kissed the corner of his mouth, hoping my last sentence hadn't gone too far!

Jim obviously totally got off on the idea of me flirting with other men but I wondered how far he would take that? Would he want to watch me from a distance, say in a hotel bar, flirting with other men? Or would he want to be right there with me? What if another man touched me? I mean, my arm or hair or tried to hold my hand or touch my ass as I talked and flirted with them? How would he react? Would he got nuts with jealousy? Or would he like it? How would he react if another man tried to kiss me? What if they tried to go further? Would he want me to have sex with other men? Would he want to know? Would he want to control who I had sex with or would he get off on not knowing who I was fucking? Or me telling him all about it? Would he want to watch? Would he want to join in? Would he want to take pictures? Film me and him? Film me with other men....?

Oh god yes yes YES! From the moment I'd begun to fantasise about being my sister the way I look at porn films completely changed. I no longer imagined I was the 'lucky' guy with the beautiful young blonde girl...I wished I was the 'lucky' young blonde girl with the gorgeous well hung man who knew exactly how to fuck me and make me cum! Of course, I fantasised about how amazing it would be to be a professional porn star! Having my makeup done and being dressed up by someone else to look so amazing to act out a specific scene with a beautiful smooth hard cock that could go on and on and on. The look on my co-star's face when he saw how perfect I was and that he was getting paid to fuck my 18 yo brains out was such a turn on for me!

I guess I had 2 major fetishes when it came to porn from my new girly perspective...the first was the thought of making porn films with gorgeous experienced men over twice my age...I think I had 'Daddy' issues...and in my fantasies 'Daddy' would often be one of my female friends' Dad, my imaginary Boyfriend's Dad or one of my own Dad's friends. Invariably they ended up with me on my hands and knees in stockings or over the knee socks, my sexy dress hanging off my slim smooth body looking up at 2 gorgeous much older men who each held a fistful of my beautiful long blonde hair as they shot their cum all over my pretty, perfectly made up face before leaving me a cum splattered mess and going back to their wives! I also imagined having a long hot secret affair with a much older married man who would regularly take me to his marital bed and both use me for his pleasure and teach me to fuck like a porn star!

And of course my second massive fetish was black guys! I must have watched every blacked.com video a million times. OH MY GOD! The thought of being one of those beautiful, slim, petite, pale white, blonde girls in the arms of a gorgeous, big, strong, muscular, older, experienced black bull. Dressed in beautiful white silk and lace lingerie to heighten the contrast in skin colour. Looking and feeling so fragile, delicate, almost helpless and vulnerable next to him...his strength meaning that even if I wanted to resist him I would be powerless to do so...he could do exactly what he wanted with me and there was nothing I could do about it! OMG! That was such a massive turn on for me!

The thought of being watched by people as I had sex with another man was such a turn on! And then knowing that there would be thousands and thousands of horny men watching my films and wishing they were the one fucking me! Jerking off as they watched me...so many loads of cum and all because of me and how good I looked and fucked!

I then wondered if Jim would want me to continue fucking Brad, his son? I hadn't heard from Brad since that day but I'd heard he was out of town seeing my sister, Aimee, so that was probably why. I must admit the thought of fucking father and son was a big turn on!

Jim's eyes were closed and his head tipped back as he listened to me. "You have no idea how happy your words make me," he moaned as I felt his fingers dig into my silk stocking clad thigh and I hope he hadn't torn the delicate silk. "I promise I will make you the happiest girl in the world too. This is just the beginning of our adventures together. I think you'd better buckle in my Queen as this ride is gonna get seriously wild," he said smiling at me...

To be continued...