MY SISSYFICATION EVOLUTION ( IV )
We sat still, I eased my hands away, and she laid against me in afterglow.
After a while, I asked if I could come. "Sure, she said. Come on my feet."
I removed my soaked panties and kneeled on the floor. She crossed her feet and slid them under my crotch where she could graze my balls, then took one foot and stroked up and down on my cock. "Go get a dildo for your little pussy."
I was happy to oblige.
Now I kneeled with a pillow between my legs. The dildo was against the pillow and easing into my welcoming sissy pussy. I was a sight; long hair, make-up, a bra containing realistic breasts, and a spaghetti strap camisole. I began stroking my cock, anxious to come on her feet. "Mouth," she said. I had forgotten! Quickly I made the "O" with my mouth, and began darting my tongue in and out.
"I'm going to find the perfect man to come here and fuck your slutty little mouth. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Yes Mistress," I said, and resumed my cock-sucker "O" mouth as I stroked myself, and fucked myself on the dildo. "May I?", I said, and she smiled and nodded, and I blew ropes of come on her shins and feet.
As trained, I lowered my mouth and l loudly slurp/sucked the cum off her legs and feet. "That's a good girl. Slurp that cum. Not only shall you think and act like a good little sissy slut, you will sound like one too."
While I licked up the final remnants, I looked her in the eyes, and whispered,
"Yes Mistress."
We sought out the local Dom/Sub community. The group met in a private dining area in a local restaurant, and each attendant stood and spoke for a moment about themselves, and their sexuality. We were the most welcomed "darlings." Everyone wanted to fuck one, or both of us. We were extended open-ended Play-party invitations. A nice group of folks, whom we enjoyed, and we welcomed expanding our local d/s connections.
One such connection was with a woman, Sara, who owned a local tanning salon.
At one dinner, Melissa told her I had a bikini tan, and "forced" me to raise my top, (with other d/s people nearby), and show her the fading tan.
"Lovely, said Sara. You need to visit my salon a few times a week."
Melissa loved the idea, and they decided we'd go one evening the next week. Sara had already closed, so we had privacy. "Lets see that cute little sissy body," said Sara. One look at Mel and I knew no protestations would work. I was wearing my bikini under my clothes, so in seconds, I stood before a virtual stranger and Mel, both fully clothed, and me in my tiny sissy bikini. "I love how small her "bikini-bump" is, said Sara. I just loved feminized boys. Is she on any hormones?" "Not yet," said Mel. "We are investigating."
"Take off your top and show Sara your nipples."
My humiliation was palpable as they commented on my over-sized nipples and areolas. Sara lightly stroked, and my nipples were instantly hard and protruding obscenely.
"Oh my! These are the nicest sissy breasts I've ever seen! And what perfect nipples! She simply must be put on hormones."
My mouth was dry. I wore false breasts every day, and often wished I could begin growing real breasts, but this step toward reality caught me off guard.
"Would you like to have pretty little girly breasts?" said Sara, enjoying my humiliation and vulnerability.
My lips moved, but no sound came out, and my eyes bugged out. White as a sheet, I lightly nodded "Yes."
My penis profusely leaked pre-cum, and yet, shrunk to an even smaller sissy bump.
Sara was a seasoned Dominatrix, and Mel enjoyed witnessing Sara's efficient delve into my submissive psyche. A piece of me wanted Mel to come to my rescue, but instead, she said, "Lets fix your lipstick," as she dabbed my very dry lips.
"What a perfect color," said Sara. I have a tattoo artist who could permanently color her areolas that same shade. And then make her nipples a shade more red. Budding breasts of pink and red! I believe I'd suck them myself!"
I felt faint. I scarcely remember my bikini top being re-tied, and laying in the tanning bed. My mind raced and it seemed only minutes when the one hour timer shut off. Mel had to literally help me out of the tanning bed and into my clothes.
That night in bed we discussed the evening.
While I tanned, Mel and Sara discussed me.
It was decided that I would tan on Tuesday & Thursday evenings, and Sara would have total Dom powers over me. I would henceforth call her Mistress Sara. A tanning cream would be applied that had a small dose of hormones.
I could have said no, but I felt I was on the sexual journey of a lifetime, and I was committed to not chicken out.
That night, we indulged in my favorite sexual foray, "The Dick on a Stick," which simply was a lifelike dildo mounted on the end of a wooden broom-type stick, and secured at the end of the bed. I lay back with legs spread and she worked it into my sissy pussy. Once it was completely inside, she secured the other end, and I could manipulate/fuck trained, I formed the "O" with my mouth and pretended to suck a cock. This night she lightly stroked my cock, lightly grinding her pussy against me, while I stroked my nipples.
"Sara has a bisexual friend who might be perfect for you. He's a student. She says he's beautiful. He works out, and has a chiseled body. He tans in a sexy speedo.
He shaves his entire body. She mentioned you, and he says he's into semi-femmy guys." I closed my eyes.
"Just think, if he was here right now, he'd be straddling you, fucking your mouth," which made me dart my tongue, imagining I was pleasuring the underside of his cock. "That's a good girl; work that tongue. You're thinking about making him come in your mouth, aren't you."
"Yes Mistress. I want to," I said.
"You want to what? Lets hear it," she said.
It was the first time I had said these thoughts out loud.
"I want to have my favorite dildo in my sissy pussy; and I want you straddling me; fucking me. I want his cock fucking my mouth, and then I want to feel his cock blow his cum in my mouth."
I worked harder on the dildo. While Mel stroked my lubed cock, I stroked my nipples. "May I?" I said. I blasted cum all the way to my chin; she said, "That's a good sissy."
Days later, Sara and a stunning young man stood in our Living area. Introductions were made. Sara and Mel could address him by name, but it was deemed that I should refer to him only as "Boyfriend." Mel had dressed and coiffed me. I was a Submissive sissy on display. Full make-up, hair done, wearing high heels with ankle straps, and the see-thru bra and panties we'd bought at the sex shop. "Boyfriend" and Mel discussed various likes and dislikes, as I stood before them, hands behind my head, and my penis embarrassingly shrunken.
It seemed a blur, and I was naked, except for the heels, laying back on our bed, as Mel slipped soft bindings on my wrists and ankles, tying me spread-eagle. She put a pillow under my head, and a pillow under my ass. Out came the dick-on-a-stick, and I shamelessly worked my ass like a total slut, and in seconds the dildo was in me to the hilt. Sara began lightly stroking my cock, and as trained, my mouth formed a perfect "O", and I began working my tongue in and out, to Boyfriend's delight and amusement. Mel produced a shot glass containing a mixture of petroleum jelly and mineral oil. Bringing the glass to my lips, the mixture was incredibly slippery and lubricating. She'd saved this little surprise for this moment! My mouth would be extra-lubricated for my first head job. Mel began filming and said, "That's a good girl," as Boyfriend undressed.
Boyfriend straddled me, leaned forward, and his semi-hard cock approached. Upon entering my mouth, he groaned, "Oh! That's nice! I love how slick your mouth is. It feels fantastic!", and he began slowly pumping in and out, as his cock grew. All my cock-sucking training was realized, as he eased his cock down and into my throat. I took it all without the slightest gag reflex. My teeth never touched his cock, only my lips and tongue. As trained, I only moaned. "That's nice. Moan louder," he said, fucking my face, increasing his pace. Because my tongue vigorously worked the underside of his cock, Boyfriend did not need to work to enjoy maximum pleasure. I was a well trained slave, moaning louder, obscenely louder. "I'm coming," he said, and he backed his cock almost all the way out, then back in a bit, filling my mouth with sweet and salty cum.
I swallowed and continued working my tongue at the same time, slowing my ministrations as his cock began to soften. All the while, Sara, laying beside me, had been alternating between teasing my nipples and stroking my cock; not enough to come, but keeping me fully excited. Boyfriend said, "That's the best blow job I've ever had!" Mel stopped filming, and bent to give me a kiss. She was instantly naked and upon me, guiding my cock into her pussy. As always, she took her time easing me in. Sara disrobed and straddled my face. Her pussy was hairless except for a small patch at the top. This was ecstasy; the dick-on-a-stick still deep inside me, Mel easing my cock into her beautiful, tight pussy, and Sara mounting my face. Sara eased up and down, with a hand on my head, guiding my tongue to exactly where she wanted. Soon my tongue was exclusively on her clit, and I could feel her orgasm building. Mel was now grinding with full motion, and I could feel her orgasm building as well, and amazingly, we all came at the same time. Sara's juices flowed into my mouth, Mel's juices flowed over my cock, and I came with a force I'd never known, as if for that moment, all the energy of my body erupted in a single point of orgasm.
The twosome of Mel and myself was now a threesome. I was Boyfriend's new fuck-toy, but he always deferred to Mel, first asking if he could fuck me. He preferred me as feminine as possible, so I always wore a bra containing my realistic breasts, and a sheer spaghetti strap nighty or camisole, with tiny sheer panties, and full (slutty) make-up. Our regular fuck session was for me to lay back on the bed. Boyfriend would straddle my face and fuck my (lubricated) mouth until nice and hard. While sucking him, I kept my legs spread wide as possible, conveying the message, "my sissy pussy awaits you." I did regular pre-sex enemas. The final step was using a modified syringe and injecting copious amounts of lubrication deep into my sissy pussy, so it was always lubed and ready for his cock.
Once he was nice and hard, he'd remove my panties, and gently enter my sissy pussy. Usually they would put a pillow under my ass, making Boyfriend's access easier. Boyfriend was not particularly Dominant, but Mel enjoyed reinforcing my submissiveness, so on most occasions, my hands were tied (comfortably) behind my back. My legs were always spread wide. Sometimes he remained on his knees and manhandled my entire body, pulling my ass up to him, and fuck me while looking down at me. Many of these times, my cock received no stimulation, so it remained soft, and just flopped around uselessly, leaking pre-cum, while he fucked me. Other times he'd lay on top of me, fuck me at a leisurely pace, and lightly kiss my lips, fucking me like men fuck women. His manly body on top of mine; these fucks, more than anything else, made me feel like a girl, (a submissive sissy fuck-toy girl).
One time, after he came in my sissy pussy, Mel would not untie me, or allow me to clean myself. Instead, I had to parade around the apartment in my bra, and a camisole, and no panties. His cum was leaking out, running down my leg, and she would not allow me to clean it. It was maddening! Obviously I could not sit down anywhere, so I remained standing, (or kneeling). She had me bend over and smiling back at the camera, she took close-up photos. You could not quite tell it was me, but clearly a feminized, and freshly fucked sissy slave, with a trail of cum running down "her" leg. She posted some of the photos on line, and they've been viewed some 5,000,000 times. Eventually the cum dried on my ass and legs, and I went to bed that night, hands still tied, humiliated, and with a hard cock.
Melissa and I had began learning about hormones, types and dosage. The results were immediately apparent. My sparse hair was even less, and I felt more feminine in every way. The most noticeable effect was my breasts! They grew prodigiously! My nipples were huge, and unbelievably sensitive! Mel changed my daily attire. Now it was tight shear tops, so my nipples were constantly on display, poking thru, begging to be stroked and teased. My breasts grew exponentially, and soon I was a B cup. I could go to any public beach wearing only my bikini and, (except for my bikini bump), I easily passed as a girl.
Spring semester was ending. I had already rented a private rooftop apartment in my home town. Melissa and Boyfriend would be coming with me. Isabella couldn't wait to meet us. I had already told my Mom about my sexuality. Her sentiment was she wished she'd taken more chances when she was young, and applauded my courage to explore. Isabella and her Mom had always shared everything, and we would be welcome.
We were planning a European vacation during the Summer. I pictured the four of us at nude beaches. Isabella, Mel, and Boyfriend would be wearing bikini bottoms only. I would be "odd-man-out", wearing both a bikini bottom and top, deepening my sexy sissy tan.
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After a while, I asked if I could come. "Sure, she said. Come on my feet."
I removed my soaked panties and kneeled on the floor. She crossed her feet and slid them under my crotch where she could graze my balls, then took one foot and stroked up and down on my cock. "Go get a dildo for your little pussy."
I was happy to oblige.
Now I kneeled with a pillow between my legs. The dildo was against the pillow and easing into my welcoming sissy pussy. I was a sight; long hair, make-up, a bra containing realistic breasts, and a spaghetti strap camisole. I began stroking my cock, anxious to come on her feet. "Mouth," she said. I had forgotten! Quickly I made the "O" with my mouth, and began darting my tongue in and out.
"I'm going to find the perfect man to come here and fuck your slutty little mouth. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Yes Mistress," I said, and resumed my cock-sucker "O" mouth as I stroked myself, and fucked myself on the dildo. "May I?", I said, and she smiled and nodded, and I blew ropes of come on her shins and feet.
As trained, I lowered my mouth and l loudly slurp/sucked the cum off her legs and feet. "That's a good girl. Slurp that cum. Not only shall you think and act like a good little sissy slut, you will sound like one too."
While I licked up the final remnants, I looked her in the eyes, and whispered,
"Yes Mistress."
We sought out the local Dom/Sub community. The group met in a private dining area in a local restaurant, and each attendant stood and spoke for a moment about themselves, and their sexuality. We were the most welcomed "darlings." Everyone wanted to fuck one, or both of us. We were extended open-ended Play-party invitations. A nice group of folks, whom we enjoyed, and we welcomed expanding our local d/s connections.
One such connection was with a woman, Sara, who owned a local tanning salon.
At one dinner, Melissa told her I had a bikini tan, and "forced" me to raise my top, (with other d/s people nearby), and show her the fading tan.
"Lovely, said Sara. You need to visit my salon a few times a week."
Melissa loved the idea, and they decided we'd go one evening the next week. Sara had already closed, so we had privacy. "Lets see that cute little sissy body," said Sara. One look at Mel and I knew no protestations would work. I was wearing my bikini under my clothes, so in seconds, I stood before a virtual stranger and Mel, both fully clothed, and me in my tiny sissy bikini. "I love how small her "bikini-bump" is, said Sara. I just loved feminized boys. Is she on any hormones?" "Not yet," said Mel. "We are investigating."
"Take off your top and show Sara your nipples."
My humiliation was palpable as they commented on my over-sized nipples and areolas. Sara lightly stroked, and my nipples were instantly hard and protruding obscenely.
"Oh my! These are the nicest sissy breasts I've ever seen! And what perfect nipples! She simply must be put on hormones."
My mouth was dry. I wore false breasts every day, and often wished I could begin growing real breasts, but this step toward reality caught me off guard.
"Would you like to have pretty little girly breasts?" said Sara, enjoying my humiliation and vulnerability.
My lips moved, but no sound came out, and my eyes bugged out. White as a sheet, I lightly nodded "Yes."
My penis profusely leaked pre-cum, and yet, shrunk to an even smaller sissy bump.
Sara was a seasoned Dominatrix, and Mel enjoyed witnessing Sara's efficient delve into my submissive psyche. A piece of me wanted Mel to come to my rescue, but instead, she said, "Lets fix your lipstick," as she dabbed my very dry lips.
"What a perfect color," said Sara. I have a tattoo artist who could permanently color her areolas that same shade. And then make her nipples a shade more red. Budding breasts of pink and red! I believe I'd suck them myself!"
I felt faint. I scarcely remember my bikini top being re-tied, and laying in the tanning bed. My mind raced and it seemed only minutes when the one hour timer shut off. Mel had to literally help me out of the tanning bed and into my clothes.
That night in bed we discussed the evening.
While I tanned, Mel and Sara discussed me.
It was decided that I would tan on Tuesday & Thursday evenings, and Sara would have total Dom powers over me. I would henceforth call her Mistress Sara. A tanning cream would be applied that had a small dose of hormones.
I could have said no, but I felt I was on the sexual journey of a lifetime, and I was committed to not chicken out.
That night, we indulged in my favorite sexual foray, "The Dick on a Stick," which simply was a lifelike dildo mounted on the end of a wooden broom-type stick, and secured at the end of the bed. I lay back with legs spread and she worked it into my sissy pussy. Once it was completely inside, she secured the other end, and I could manipulate/fuck trained, I formed the "O" with my mouth and pretended to suck a cock. This night she lightly stroked my cock, lightly grinding her pussy against me, while I stroked my nipples.
"Sara has a bisexual friend who might be perfect for you. He's a student. She says he's beautiful. He works out, and has a chiseled body. He tans in a sexy speedo.
He shaves his entire body. She mentioned you, and he says he's into semi-femmy guys." I closed my eyes.
"Just think, if he was here right now, he'd be straddling you, fucking your mouth," which made me dart my tongue, imagining I was pleasuring the underside of his cock. "That's a good girl; work that tongue. You're thinking about making him come in your mouth, aren't you."
"Yes Mistress. I want to," I said.
"You want to what? Lets hear it," she said.
It was the first time I had said these thoughts out loud.
"I want to have my favorite dildo in my sissy pussy; and I want you straddling me; fucking me. I want his cock fucking my mouth, and then I want to feel his cock blow his cum in my mouth."
I worked harder on the dildo. While Mel stroked my lubed cock, I stroked my nipples. "May I?" I said. I blasted cum all the way to my chin; she said, "That's a good sissy."
Days later, Sara and a stunning young man stood in our Living area. Introductions were made. Sara and Mel could address him by name, but it was deemed that I should refer to him only as "Boyfriend." Mel had dressed and coiffed me. I was a Submissive sissy on display. Full make-up, hair done, wearing high heels with ankle straps, and the see-thru bra and panties we'd bought at the sex shop. "Boyfriend" and Mel discussed various likes and dislikes, as I stood before them, hands behind my head, and my penis embarrassingly shrunken.
It seemed a blur, and I was naked, except for the heels, laying back on our bed, as Mel slipped soft bindings on my wrists and ankles, tying me spread-eagle. She put a pillow under my head, and a pillow under my ass. Out came the dick-on-a-stick, and I shamelessly worked my ass like a total slut, and in seconds the dildo was in me to the hilt. Sara began lightly stroking my cock, and as trained, my mouth formed a perfect "O", and I began working my tongue in and out, to Boyfriend's delight and amusement. Mel produced a shot glass containing a mixture of petroleum jelly and mineral oil. Bringing the glass to my lips, the mixture was incredibly slippery and lubricating. She'd saved this little surprise for this moment! My mouth would be extra-lubricated for my first head job. Mel began filming and said, "That's a good girl," as Boyfriend undressed.
Boyfriend straddled me, leaned forward, and his semi-hard cock approached. Upon entering my mouth, he groaned, "Oh! That's nice! I love how slick your mouth is. It feels fantastic!", and he began slowly pumping in and out, as his cock grew. All my cock-sucking training was realized, as he eased his cock down and into my throat. I took it all without the slightest gag reflex. My teeth never touched his cock, only my lips and tongue. As trained, I only moaned. "That's nice. Moan louder," he said, fucking my face, increasing his pace. Because my tongue vigorously worked the underside of his cock, Boyfriend did not need to work to enjoy maximum pleasure. I was a well trained slave, moaning louder, obscenely louder. "I'm coming," he said, and he backed his cock almost all the way out, then back in a bit, filling my mouth with sweet and salty cum.
I swallowed and continued working my tongue at the same time, slowing my ministrations as his cock began to soften. All the while, Sara, laying beside me, had been alternating between teasing my nipples and stroking my cock; not enough to come, but keeping me fully excited. Boyfriend said, "That's the best blow job I've ever had!" Mel stopped filming, and bent to give me a kiss. She was instantly naked and upon me, guiding my cock into her pussy. As always, she took her time easing me in. Sara disrobed and straddled my face. Her pussy was hairless except for a small patch at the top. This was ecstasy; the dick-on-a-stick still deep inside me, Mel easing my cock into her beautiful, tight pussy, and Sara mounting my face. Sara eased up and down, with a hand on my head, guiding my tongue to exactly where she wanted. Soon my tongue was exclusively on her clit, and I could feel her orgasm building. Mel was now grinding with full motion, and I could feel her orgasm building as well, and amazingly, we all came at the same time. Sara's juices flowed into my mouth, Mel's juices flowed over my cock, and I came with a force I'd never known, as if for that moment, all the energy of my body erupted in a single point of orgasm.
The twosome of Mel and myself was now a threesome. I was Boyfriend's new fuck-toy, but he always deferred to Mel, first asking if he could fuck me. He preferred me as feminine as possible, so I always wore a bra containing my realistic breasts, and a sheer spaghetti strap nighty or camisole, with tiny sheer panties, and full (slutty) make-up. Our regular fuck session was for me to lay back on the bed. Boyfriend would straddle my face and fuck my (lubricated) mouth until nice and hard. While sucking him, I kept my legs spread wide as possible, conveying the message, "my sissy pussy awaits you." I did regular pre-sex enemas. The final step was using a modified syringe and injecting copious amounts of lubrication deep into my sissy pussy, so it was always lubed and ready for his cock.
Once he was nice and hard, he'd remove my panties, and gently enter my sissy pussy. Usually they would put a pillow under my ass, making Boyfriend's access easier. Boyfriend was not particularly Dominant, but Mel enjoyed reinforcing my submissiveness, so on most occasions, my hands were tied (comfortably) behind my back. My legs were always spread wide. Sometimes he remained on his knees and manhandled my entire body, pulling my ass up to him, and fuck me while looking down at me. Many of these times, my cock received no stimulation, so it remained soft, and just flopped around uselessly, leaking pre-cum, while he fucked me. Other times he'd lay on top of me, fuck me at a leisurely pace, and lightly kiss my lips, fucking me like men fuck women. His manly body on top of mine; these fucks, more than anything else, made me feel like a girl, (a submissive sissy fuck-toy girl).
One time, after he came in my sissy pussy, Mel would not untie me, or allow me to clean myself. Instead, I had to parade around the apartment in my bra, and a camisole, and no panties. His cum was leaking out, running down my leg, and she would not allow me to clean it. It was maddening! Obviously I could not sit down anywhere, so I remained standing, (or kneeling). She had me bend over and smiling back at the camera, she took close-up photos. You could not quite tell it was me, but clearly a feminized, and freshly fucked sissy slave, with a trail of cum running down "her" leg. She posted some of the photos on line, and they've been viewed some 5,000,000 times. Eventually the cum dried on my ass and legs, and I went to bed that night, hands still tied, humiliated, and with a hard cock.
Melissa and I had began learning about hormones, types and dosage. The results were immediately apparent. My sparse hair was even less, and I felt more feminine in every way. The most noticeable effect was my breasts! They grew prodigiously! My nipples were huge, and unbelievably sensitive! Mel changed my daily attire. Now it was tight shear tops, so my nipples were constantly on display, poking thru, begging to be stroked and teased. My breasts grew exponentially, and soon I was a B cup. I could go to any public beach wearing only my bikini and, (except for my bikini bump), I easily passed as a girl.
Spring semester was ending. I had already rented a private rooftop apartment in my home town. Melissa and Boyfriend would be coming with me. Isabella couldn't wait to meet us. I had already told my Mom about my sexuality. Her sentiment was she wished she'd taken more chances when she was young, and applauded my courage to explore. Isabella and her Mom had always shared everything, and we would be welcome.
We were planning a European vacation during the Summer. I pictured the four of us at nude beaches. Isabella, Mel, and Boyfriend would be wearing bikini bottoms only. I would be "odd-man-out", wearing both a bikini bottom and top, deepening my sexy sissy tan.
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