The long-awaited (28 months in dog-years) sequel to Acting Up. Aunt Laurie and her "nieces," Cindy and Jenny, are back and running an acting workshop for two young boys eager to learn. When the story ends, stick around and read the sidebar.

 

Acting Out
by : Gingerfred Man

 

Chapter One –Catching Up with Cindy…

Cindy Walsh was the happiest 15-year-old girl in the world. She was finishing up her sophomore year at Elvis Presley High School as the most popular girl in the area code. That’s what happens when you’re beautiful, stacked and have a red-hot sex drive.

On the last day of school, Cindy walked home and ran into her house calling her mother’s name. When Cindy saw that her mother wasn’t home, she looked at her watch. She had three hours until her date with Eric. It would take her about an hour and a half to make herself more scrumptious than usual. She decided to make a little visit to heaven in the spare time she had.

Cindy went to her room and removed her tight miniskirt. The boys had been staring at her gorgeous ass and shapely, stockinged legs all day, just as they always did. She looked at her ass and pretty legs in the mirror. The boys were right to look, she thought. I look hot!

Cindy removed her blouse and looked at her titties. They were big and plump and beautiful. She unhooked her bra and the love pillows spilled out. Her nipples were large, round and dark. And very erect. Cindy was aroused just from looking at herself. She was still excited by looking at and feeling her titties. Partly because they were less than two years old. And, of course, because it’s fun to look at and feel your titties.

Cindy eased out of her black, high-heeled, strappy sandals and padded over to her girlie bed. Her room was frilly and femmy, with pastels and ruffles and posters of Britney and the boy bands du jour. She lay on her bed wearing only her black, wispy bikini panties, black garter belt with lace and tiny ribbons, and long, silky, black stockings.

Cindy reached into her night table and extracted a small jar of Vaseline. Then she lay back and rubbed her crotch through her pretty panties. It felt wonderful. She shimmied her panties down to mid-thigh and felt her big, hard, hot cock. The foreskin was skinned back and the peehole was oozing sticky goo. She was an incredibly erotic sight, but the only audience was herself and her hot right hand. Cindy dipped her fingers into the Vaseline and teased her clitty head with the slippery stuff. Ohhhh. That felt so good.

She began to think erotic thoughts about her incredibly erotic life. Two years ago she had been a nerdy guy named Ryan, who, with his best friend and fellow nerd David, spent three weeks with their mothers’ best friend, Laurie Drew, a world-famous Broadway actress. Ms. Drew, whom they had always called Aunt Laurie, had them each spend a week being a girl – in every way. Ryan went first and immediately loved being Cindy, who fell in love with David. The following week, David became Jenny and Ryan loved her properly and often. Each of them had passionate sex with Aunt Laurie, as both boys and girls. And that didn’t include little trysts with Auntie’s photographer, Jeff, her yard boy Michael and his friend Harry. During the last week with Auntie, Ryan and David decided to become Cindy and Jenny forever. Auntie helped them convince their mothers that being girls forever was the right thing for them and referred the mothers to an organization called Prisoner Exchange that helped everyone relocate. PE also helped the girls get feminine bodies through surgery and chemicals. So, since they started high school, Cindy and Jenny were hot, beautiful she-boys.

The only glitch was that the families relocated 150 miles from each other, so Cindy and Jenny, who were still best friends and lovers, couldn’t see each other very often.

Still, Cindy thought, as she stroked her eight-inch jewel lovingly, life was good. The boys were peeing their pants to even sniff her as she walked by. She had her pick of the cutest boys in school, all of whom were fucking her little pussyhole until she screamed their studly names. Every one of her dates wanted to suck her cock until she fainted. And a lot of the girls came on to her as well. Cindy liked pussy, but she loved hot, hard, boys’ cocks.

She and Jenny were incredibly beautiful girls. They also gave off something that drew men and boys to them, even before they knew the girls were packing pork in their panties.

She thought about the last time she and Eric, her date for that evening, had made love. He had touched her on the tip of her prickie, just like that. Ooooooo. He had stroked it as he tongued her tonsils. Mmmmmm. He had stroked along the length of her ridged, monster and told her how beautiful she was.

Cindy remembered how Eric had tongued her peehole, just as she was teasing it with her lubed, lacquered nail. Oh my. I want you to do that again tonight, Eric, she thought. Tease me. Use me. I want to feel your big throbber in my tight pussyhole, Eric. Stroke me while you fuck me. That’s it, Baby. That’s it. That’s it. Oh, Baby. Ohhhhhhh. Unnnh. Gasp. Aaaaah. [Splurt] So good [Splurt.] I’m your girl [Splurt] More, Baby. [Dribble] Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh.

Cindy stroked her balls to reward them for a job well done. Her eyes were closed and she smiled contentedly.

Then she heard her mother say, "That was a good one. Feel better?"

Cindy opened her eyes casually and said, "I always do, Mama. How are you?" Cindy and her mother had no secrets from each other.

"I’m fine, Honey, but it looks as if that’ll be one less hot, cummy load for poor Eric tonight. He’s been looking forward to this date for a month."

Cindy giggled. "I can’t help it if I’m popular, Mama. Besides, there’s plenty more cum where that came from."

"Ah, to be 15 again," Mary Kay Walsh said as she sat on the side of the bed next to Cindy. She looked at her child with admiration. Cindy had a full head of blonde curls, a five-star girlie body and a big, fat prick that was flopped on her stomach and oozing hot cum. Mrs. Walsh picked Cindy’s cock up in her right hand and hefted it with wonder. It was heavy! Big titties and a big cock! Perfection.

Mary Kay was beautiful in her own right. Though 42-years old, she hadn’t lost much in the past twenty-or-so years. She idly used her index finger to pick up some of Cindy’s cum from her stomach and swirled it around Cindy’s limp cockhead.

"I guess you needed it, since you hadn’t cum all day," Mrs. Walsh said. Cindy gave her a guilty look. "You mean it wasn’t your first of the day?" Mrs. Walsh asked.

Cindy giggled. "Mama, remember how you had to go work early this morning and Allie was picking me up for school? Well, she came in when I was almost ready and I kind of fucked her. It was a stander-upper and vaginal, not anal. She was already soaked and so hot for me, I couldn’t turn her down, with her giving me the ride and everything. And Mama, we were on time for school."

Mrs. Walsh looked at her child with awe. "So this was your second of the day?"

"Well, not really. Cheryl begged me to let her suck me off in the girls’ room at lunch. I feel so bad turning my friends down, Mama. But that was it today, honest."

Whew! "OK. Well, I have wonderful news," Mrs. Walsh said, as she continued to tease and tickle Cindy’s beautiful prick with her cum-soaked finger. Cindy’s "big girl" was regaining her strength.

"What Mama? What? Oh, please keep doing that as you tell me."

Mrs. Walsh got her whole cummy hand involved and picked up her stroke. "You’re spending six weeks this summer with Aunt Laurie and Jenny in an advanced acting class!"

Cindy’s little heart was fluttering with joy and her prickie was becoming distressed. She shrieked with joy. "Oh, Mama! That’s fantastic! I’ll get to see Jenny and Auntie and my old friends." She was particularly thinking of a big-cocked, cute young man named Michael, whom she often pictured when pleasuring herself.

"And that’s not all, Honey." [Stroke. Stroke] "Aunt Laurie will have two boys in the class who are only thirteen, the same age you and Jenny were that summer. I think she means for the three of you to have lots of fun with them as boys and maybe girls. She says they’re totally innocent."

Cindy thought about the possibilities. What fun to turn two virginal boys, first into sissies, then into girls. And spending time in Aunt Laurie’s bed. My cock in her pussy. Jenny’s in her ass. All of us rubbing, kissing, fondling. CUMMING. LIKE NOW! "Oh, Mama. No one does that like you. Sooooo gooood, my sweet Mama. I love you." Three creamy globs of the tastiest stuff on earth leapt from Cindy’s prickie. Her Mama kissed her on the lips and left the room. She would rouse Cindy to get ready for her date when it was time. For now, she left Cindy to relax and dream about the summer ahead.

 

 

Chapter Two – …and Jenny…

 

You would never have known that Jenny Himes had once been very hesitant about being a girl. Everything about her at 15 screamed femmy. She dressed like a real girl all the time – stockings, garter belts, heels, short skirts and mini-dresses. Not like the other girls in her school who mostly dressed like squeegee men. The boys noticed. They noticed her big, bouncy titties, her tight, firm, wiggling ass and her gorgeous, innocent face. They noticed her long, straight black hair and her red, puffy lips, always looking to be in need of kissing.

Jenny had all the boys she would ever need. She had selected seven or eight (who’s counting?) whom she dated on a fairly regular basis. They couldn’t believe their good fortune. The boys adored her and worshiped every square inch of her fantastic body. They especially loved her big, hard, uncut cock. It was a pleasure beyond measure for the boys to suck it greedily, while stimulating Jenny’s anus with their eager fingers. When she squealed and came for them in their mouths, they swallowed her hot cum like starving wolves. These were not boys who sucked each other’s cocks. Only hers. They had discovered the joys of love with a "special girl" and would never be satisfied with mere women again.

Men noticed Jenny too. And Jenny noticed them back. During her first few days as a girl, Jenny had allowed herself to be seduced by Aunt Laurie’s photographer, 30-something Jeff Adams. He was bigger than boys and had a sexier body, especially his dark, long, manly cock. And she loved the way he dominated her, covering her with his body and mastering her during sex. She wanted to be his helpless little girl and he accommodated her.

Jenny was lying on her bed and thinking about her relationships with men as, 150 miles away, Cindy’s mother was telling her about the summer acting workshop. She was dressed only in her pink panties and, as she often did when alone, was stroking her cute girliepole. Mmmmm. It felt good.

Jenny thought about Mr. Schultz, her English teacher and how they made love. Mr. Schultz was married, 40 years old, a great teacher, and addicted to Jenny.

When the school year had started, Jenny noticed that in class, Mr. Schultz always seemed to be sneaking looks at her, especially her legs. She thought he was cute and was flattered by the attention. A couple of times she may accidentally have spread her legs and shown Mr. Schultz her pretty panties. Those things happen.

Mr. Schultz’s ears were red when he was around Jenny, but he would probably never have acted on his lust unless Jenny had helped him along. One day, Jenny volunteered to help collect money for a charity door-to-door. She made sure she had Mr. Schultz’s house on her route and, at noon on a Saturday, she knocked on his door. He came to the door dressed in sweats and was startled to see Jenny.

"Hi, Mr. Schultz. I’m collecting for the "Save the Victims" fund.

Words formed in Mr. Schultz’s mouth, but they didn’t emerge.

"Oh, what a nice house! May I see it?"

Mr. Schultz stepped aside and Jenny walked in.

"Is your wife home? I never met her."

Mr. Schultz croaked out, "No, she’s at her mother’s all day."

Jenny figured that was invitation enough. She said, "Perfect" and closed the door. Then she threw her arms around her dream man and gave him a big, lipsticky kiss, with lots of tongue.

That was all the invitation the beleaguered teacher needed. He scooped Jenny into his strong arms and carried her, Rhett Buttler-style, up the stairs into his bedroom. Jenny squealed with delight and fluttered her stockinged legs.

Mr. Shultz knew he was risking his marriage, his career and the prospect of being a large gentleman’s bitch for five to ten, but he didn’t care. His cock was running the show that day.

Jenny stroked her poker as she remembered how wonderful it had been with that delicious man. He was all hairy and hard in all the right places. His cock was a delight, stiff and eager, with a long foreskin. He winced when she took him in her pretty mouth. He grunted as he fucked her face and came all too soon with a joyous cry.

Oh, Jenny remembered it well. It was getting her all hot!

Licking Jenny’s asshole next had given the teacher the time he needed to get another stiffie. It also gave Jenny a screaming orgasm, which boosted his confidence as well as his fear of discovery by the neighbors.

Jenny remembered when his hot cock first poked into her tiny rosebud. It was exquisite! Oh, she couldn’t hold herself back much longer. Oh. She remembered how overcome with passion Mr. Schultz had been when he first flooded her bowels with his sweet cream. The poor guy was overcome with emotion; his eyes were filled with tears.

Jenny thought Mr. Schultz was so sweet. He loved her so much and they were very discreet. They had only made love maybe 40 times since then, each more frantically erotic than the last.

Jenny was imagining that she and Mr. Schultz were at his house now. [Stroke] He was on top of her sweating and grunting his way to a powerful, ball-buster of an orgasm. [Moan] Jenny was near hers as well as Mr. Schultz was kissing her and tickling her just right as he pumped his pork into her tight teen ass. [Squeal] Just then, in her fantasy, Mrs. Schultz walked in, saw what was happening and screamed! Mr. Schultz looked at his wife, looked at Jenny, who in the fantasy and in real life began to lose her cummy load, and went back to fucking Jenny until he came hard. His wife, Jenny imagined, was pounding his back, but the urge to deliver his cum to Jenny’s delicious butt was overpowering.

Jenny got off on that kind of devotion. Literally. She made big sploogees on her soft, downy tummy and thought about how wonderful it was to be beautiful, young, hung and full of sweet cum.

Just then, Charlotte Himes walked in. Mothers do that, don’t they? She noticed that Jenny had just pleasured herself and asked if it was a good cum.

Jenny smiled at her mother and said, "They’re all good, Mom. This was a great one. I was thinking about Mrs. Schultz catching me fucking her husband."

Mrs. Himes said, "Honey, don’t even think about setting that up. Although it would serve that man right. Imagine. Fucking one of his students like that. You say he’s quite good?"

"He is, Mom. Would you like me to set the two of you up?" Jenny loved helping her mother.

"That’s sweet, Jenny, but mother can find her own dates, as you well know. They’re good- looking enough that you lured the last three into that tight little pussy of yours."

"I’m sorry, Mom. I like boys a lot, but I love men. And they love me!"

"Yes they do, Honey. And not a one turned you away when they got you undressed and saw those six inches of love."

Jenny giggled. "They can’t wait to suck it, Mom. Men are funny. We want them to master us and they end up doing whatever we want."

"A true conundrum equal to why does a quarterback throw a three yard pass on third and eight?"

Jenny said, "Huh? I’m a sissy, Mom. Remember? No football please. Just football players. All sweaty and muscular. With hard cocks. Oh, Mom, I’m getting excited again."

Mrs. Himes saw the evidence and tut-tutted. "All right. Mother will calm you down, but I have to discuss something serious too."

"You can talk about anything you want, Mom, as long as you keep putting those fingers in and out of my twinkle as I stroke my prickie."

"Does that feel good? I’m glad. Here’s the news. This summer, for six weeks, you and Cindy will be attending an acting workshop at Laurie Drew’s home."

Jenny squealed happily. "That’s wonderful, Mom. Keep those fingers moving, please. Oh, Mom, I’ll see Cindy and Aunt Laurie and all my old friends like Jeff Adams." The thought of Jeff Adams bringing her to screaming orgasm was bringing Jenny closer to screaming orgasm.

"And that’s not all, Sweetie. Laurie will also be teaching two, 13-year-old, very innocent young boys, who want to be girls, but don’t know it yet. They’ll be yours to train!"

"Oh, Mom! That’s so exciting." [Stroke. Rub. Fingers pistoning.] Jenny was thinking of her cock in Cindy’s asshole, Cindy crying tears of joy to be with Jenny again. Fucking Auntie’s hot, wet pussy and tight, perfect ass. Dressing those boys up and watching them suck each others’ cocks. Oh. Ohhhh. Eeeeekkk!

Mrs. Himes asked herself where all the cum originated. She had never seen anyone as constantly aroused as her Jenny. Young Andy, Cindy’s date for the evening had better have eaten his Wheaties this morning. And those poor boys in the acting class had better get their rest now.

It would be an interesting summer. At least with Jenny away, Charlotte’s boyfriends would pay more attention to her tight, wet pussy.

 

 

Chapter Three -- …and Michael…

 

Eighteen-year-old Michael Dickson was happy and sad. He was happy beyond measure that Cindy Walsh would be spending six wonderful weeks in his town. The three weeks he spent loving Cindy two years ago were the best of his life. In fact, the experience had changed his life profoundly.

Michael was sad that his best friend, Harry, would be spending the summer in Europe. Harry had spent a number of orgasm-filled nights with the delectable Jenny, an experience that had changed his life forever as well.

When the girls went into the Prisoner Exchange program two years ago, Michael and Harry despaired. The boys were very popular with the girls in town, but girls were a poor substitute for those two special girls, Cindy and Jenny. When the girls were relocated, they reestablished contact with the boys through e-mail. The boys corresponded with the girls eagerly, holding out hope for a reunion. Michael knew that Harry would be totally bummed that he had missed Jenny.

Still, the boys had coped. They dated girls; had sex with some. It wasn’t bad, just not as good.

One day, Harry proposed a solution. "What if one of us became a special girl?"

Michael replied, articulately, "Huh?"

Harry trembled a little, then removed his pants. He was wearing tan stockings, white bikini panties and a white garter belt. He reached into his book bag and pulled out white stiletto pumps. He put them on and stood in front of Michael.

Michael remembered his reaction. Surprise. Reluctance. Frantic arousal.

Harry sissied around the room, teasing Michael and making lewd suggestions. Michael took Harry up on all of them. Later, Michael tried wearing stockings for Harry. Sexy, black stockings, like the ones he was wearing as he reminisced.

Sometimes, Michael would be the girl for Harry. Sometimes, Harry would be the girl. Sometimes, they were both girls. Oooooo. But they never were both boys. That would be gay!

Anyway, Michael was sniffling a bit as he considered the wonderful gift his friend Harry had given him before Harry’s graduation trip to Europe.

It was spectacular – the deluxe version of the Spermstorm3000. It was the ultimate masturbation aid. Simply, it was a lifelike, 98.6-warm, big cock that could be programmed to do all the right things in the user’s ass. But that was too simple an explanation for a device that was almost a force of nature.

The Spermstorm3000 had features developed by someone who knew the pleasures of a well-stuffed ass. Michael read the manual and followed directions. He lubed his aroused cock and the hard, yet smooth and flexible business end of the pretend prick. He had loaded the reservoir with a warmed, cum-like substance and set it for ejaculation on demand. The user can select two to six jets of "cum" in quantities ranging from "drizzle" to "downpour" to "tsunami." There were also three sizes of cock-shaped inserts, ranging from "sissy" to "that’s nice" to "oh, Baby!"

Michael lay on his back and placed the well-lubed "that’s nice" device at the entrance to his pleasure pit. With a remote control device, Michael could control the tempo, length of stroke and angle. By pushing the red button, the device would shoot hot "cum" into his ass.

That left Michael’s other hand free to stimulate his own distressed prick.

A little apprehensive, but terribly aroused, Michael engaged the Spermstorm3000. On the lowest setting, it gently eased its lubed head into Michael’s ass. Oh. That was good. Better than any dildo out there. Michael liked the angle. He engaged the stroking motion. It was lovely! He began to stroke his poker as he engaged the device that gradually would lengthen the stroke and pick up the pace.

As he was pleasured by hand and technology, Michael thought of Cindy. She had titties now and had sent him pictures of her big, brown, erect nipples. Oh, Cindy! He wanted to kiss those titties as he stroked her big, beautiful clitty. He wanted to kiss her and put his cock in her spectacular ass. Oh. Oh. Where’s that red button? Not yet. What would Cindy think if he wore stockings and asked for her pretty eight inches in his butt? Would she do it? Oh. It would be wonderful. Just like the Spermstorm. Ohhhhhhhh! [Red button pushed] Aaaaaaa! Hot "cum" in the ass! Loss of control. Cum all over his tummy. Oh.

It wasn’t as good as being with Harry or Cindy. But any old port in a spermstorm.

 

 

Chapter Four -- …and Jeff…

 

Jeff Adams was a first-rate photographer and a stud. He had all the babes he could fuck. His favorite had always been Laurie Drew. She liked Jeff a lot as well and they got together frequently when she was in town, which was fairly infrequently.

J eff enjoyed sex with Jenny two years ago very much. She was essentially a 13-year-old boy in drag back then. Now she was a 15-year-old fabulous chick with a dick. He was touched by her enthusiasm for him and hoped he would enjoy sex with her very much. But if she changed her plans, he would live.

Jeff was sexually omnivorous. And he loved whomever he was with.

He almost never whacked off, so this is a really short chapter.

 

 

Chapter Five -- …and Laurie

 

On the other hand (she usually used her left), Laurie Drew loved to tease her own clit to several hot, powerful orgasms.

As she was thinking about the summer to come, she had removed her soaked panties and was lying in bed, admiring her fabulous forty-something body. Beautiful, perky boobs with big nipples and very little sag. A thin waist and flat tummy covered with a light down. Long, shapely legs encased in silky pink stockings. And a face that would start any man’s engine. Laurie’s muffie was wet and hairy. That was how she liked it and the men who spent time with their faces in there liked a bushy pussy as well. It seemed more substantial or something. Plus, it made the search for her clit a treasure hunt, with a sweet little pink prize.

She was touching her stiff little clit then, rubbing it the way she liked. Mmmmmm. Some of her lovers did this as well as she. Most did not. Jeff Adams was the only one who serviced Laurie’s clit better than she did. He was a welcome visitor, but often had a full dance card.

She couldn’t wait to see her sweet "nieces" again. They had sent her hundreds of pictures of their new bodies. The girls were incredible! Laurie took some small credit, having been the person who helped Ryan and David find happiness and their true natures.

Laurie wondered about Tommy and Paul, the two boys who won her "talent contest." If the truth be told, she was looking for two boys who were very eager to be actors and who would make pretty girls. She also wanted boys who lived with their mothers. Fathers could be an impediment to sissification. Talent was secondary. Tommy looked so much like a girl it was scary. And he was so unaware of it, and things in general. Paul was another cutie. He may have actually touched his own cock one time for matters beyond urination, but Laurie doubted it. Such wonderful raw material. Such fun!

Laurie remembered what little studs her sissy-boys were two years ago. She spent several carnal hours with David alone, then Ryan alone. When they decided to both be girls for the last week and a half of their visit, then forever, Laurie loved taking them both to bed with her. They had made soft, girl-to-girl love, then would use their nice big clitties to entertain their Auntie in her tight ass and wet pussy. Oh, Laurie loved that double penetration, and the stamina and enthusiasm of youth! Now she would have them back, with their eagerness, enthusiasm, nice big titties and larger cocks. Oh, she was going to be naughty soon if she kept thinking about those incredible she-boys in bed with their Auntie. Spilling their girlie juice in Auntie’s mouth. Giving Auntie a cummy beard. Oh that lovely feeling is getting nearer. Rub. Rub. Ohhhhh! Ooooooooo. Uh! Uh! Uh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!

That summer was going to be a great one.

 

 

Chapter Six – Joyous Reunion

 

Shortly thereafter, Laurie drove to the airport to pick up her sweet girls.

Cindy arrived first. She left the plane, passed a host of panting men, and ran to hug her Auntie. Laurie hugged her tightly, feeling Cindy’s ample bosom rubbing against her own. What a pretty picture Cindy was! She was wearing a tight, white minidress that showed off her cleavage and incredible, tan-stockinged legs ending in four-inch-heeled, strappy mules. Laurie wanted to take her into the ladies room and put Cindy’s big eight-incher up her soaked muffie. But there was Jenny to pick up in ten minutes.

The ladies clacked over to Jenny’s gate, stopping and/or breaking men’s hearts along the way. They were chatting happily about hair, clothes and the sweet fucking they would do within an hour. Jenny’s plane arrived exactly on time [this is, after all, a fantasy] and Cindy and Laurie squealed and waved when they spotted her. Jenny was wearing a pink and white minidress with ample cleavage, pink stockings and pink, four-inch pumps. She was a living doll. Laurie noted almost absently that Jenny had bigger titties. That was made up for by Cindy’s bigger cock. But we digress.

The three hugged and squealed and drew more male attention than a Swedish bikini team would have. They collected their luggage, drove home, unloaded the car, and stripped down to their stockings and garter belts.

Cindy asked, "So how do we look, Auntie?"

"Like Christmas morning, Honey. Like the first warm day in April. Like the sexiest 15-year-olds on the face of this poor old earth. Come kiss your Auntie."

The girls loved their Auntie. A lot.

The three beauties kissed and hugged. They sucked each other’s beautiful breasts. Jenny straddled Auntie’s shoulders and fed her her cock. Auntie sucked it greedily, with lots of slurping sounds. Jenny whimpered with lust and her balls stirred. Meanwhile, Cindy ate Auntie’s muffie expertly. Cindy had as many female admirers as she did male, due in part to her skillful adoration of the clitoris. Auntie squirmed and whimpered herself. Then came like the Iceman. Yeow. She kept sucking Jenny’s prick, much to Jenny’s delight. Jenny squealed with joy, then gave Auntie the cum beard she had imagined.

They exhausted each other and the possibilities over the next three days. Auntie’s favorite was Jenny’s cock in her pussy as Jenny kissed her hungrily and Cindy’s big stiffie was working its magic in her tight asshole.

Cindy’s favorite was Auntie sucking her cock as Jenny plowed her pasture from behind and kissed her neck.

Jenny’s favorite was fucking Auntie’s butt while Cindy fucked Jenny’s butt.

But there really weren’t any bad combinations.

 

 

Chapter Seven – Acting Classes

 

Tommy Chance was excited beyond belief. All he ever wanted to be was an actor. That summer he was one of two boys selected from a nationwide competition for six weeks training with the brilliant Broadway actress Laurie Drew. The other boy, Tommy knew, was equally excited because Tommy and Paul Bernard had been e-mailing and calling each other since they were notified of their selection.

Tommy liked Paul a lot already. They had discussed the challenges excitedly and eagerly. Ms. Drew had sent the boys a lot of information about the plays they would be doing. Some were familiar. Some were new. They were also excited about working with the other two workshop participants, two 15-year-old girls named Cindy Walsh and Jenny Himes. Ms. Drew said they were experienced actresses and, from their pictures, were fantastic beauties.

Tommy and Paul agreed that Cindy and Jenny would never have any interest in two younger guys like them. As they lay in their beds chatting by phone one night, they admitted to each other that neither had even kissed a girl. They agreed that such stuff doesn’t matter to a real actor, but Tommy’s thingee was getting all stiff when he thought about Cindy and Jenny. He wasn’t sure why it was or what he was supposed to do about it, and that confused him.

Tommy was a very cute young man. He had a sweet face, with long eyelashes, sparkling blue eyes, boyish-cut blond hair and soft lips. Paul, Tommy knew from their e-mails, was darker, but also very cute for a boy, with brown eyes, slightly longer brown hair and a firm, boyish body.

The big day arrived and Tommy’s parents put him on the plane for Ms. Drew’s home. When he arrived at the airport, he met Paul. The boys chatted excitedly and they were fast friends when Ms. Drew arrived to pick them up.

Ms. Drew liked the boys very much and they liked her. All the way to Laurie’s home, they discussed the plays they would be working on that summer and Laurie’s method of "immersion" in a role. Not just during rehearsal, but all the time. She told them that they would be beginning with several scenes from "Romeo and Juliet" and that the four young actors would be wearing Elizabethan outfits 24/7 for the first week.

Anything Ms. Drew said was fine with Tommy and Paul. They were just delighted to be training here. They were also eager to meet Cindy and Jenny, who had arrived early and were already at the Drew home.

When the car pulled up to Laurie’s home, they honked for the girls to help them unload. Cindy and Jenny didn’t come downstairs right away and when they did, though beautiful, they looked a bit disheveled. The boys saw only their vast beauty, but Laurie saw the flushed faces of interrupted sex. They were probably fucking each other the whole time Laurie had been gone. Of course, Laurie had been in bed with them since they arrived three days ago.

Tommy and Paul were practically speechless around the lovely, sexy teens. Cindy and Jenny were very nice to them, helping them get settled and not flirting at all. Well, maybe a little inadvertent rub, or feel, or exposure now and then, but nothing serious.

The boys shared a room with two single beds. The three ladies each had their own room with a double bed in each.

They had a lovely, get-acquainted dinner and the boys opened up quite a bit about their lives and their passion for acting. Though virginal, they were very mature and self-confident. Paul seemed to be a bit more of a risk-taker; Tommy was more cautious.

The boys settled down to sleep that first night and thought they heard strange sounds from the direction of Ms. Drew’s bedroom. There was moaning, muffled squealing and squeaking and even the occasional muted scream. They assumed she was watching a video and dropped off to sleep.

The next day, the regimen began. Laurie was strict, but an excellent teacher. Tommy was Romeo to Cindy’s Juliet. Jenny played the nurse and Paul was Benvolio. Laurie was pleased. The kids were raw. But they had talent.

True to her word, the young actors wore period costumes and they stayed in role the entire week. It was a great technique, although it startled some of the many visitors to the house, until they figured out what was happening. The boys liked the people who came to the house, especially Jeff Adams, who was Ms. Drew’s long-time friend and photographer. All the visitors made light-hearted comments about varlets and damsels and the week ended with presentation of several scenes before a small audience of Laurie’s friends. Laurie was very pleased and so were the actors.

Over the weekend, the boys watched as the girls went off with a nice, 18-year-old fellow named Michael, whom Cindy was very happy to see. Strangely enough, when they came home Sunday night, Jeff Adams brought Jenny home. Jenny said she was very tired and was walking funny. She had a big smile on her face, however. How curious, the boys thought.

 

 

Chapter Eight – First Weekend Fun

 

Michael and Cindy dropped Jenny off at Jeff’s house. Jeff kissed her hotly and invited her in. It would be the first time Jenny had stayed with a man overnight and she was very excited.

Michael was excited too. He could not believe his good fortune. How many of us actually realize our dreams? Cindy was the kind of girl we all dream about. Despite all her experience, she was still sweet and loving. Michael was the first boy she had ever seduced and she had a large place in her heart for him.

Michael’s parents were schoolteachers and had gone to Europe for the summer again. So he and Cindy had the run of the place. Cindy didn’t want to run. She wanted to be loved by Michael for the next 32 hours. At 18, Michael had the stamina to do just that.

Michael drank Cindy with his eyes. She was as pretty as any girl he had known or seen. She filled a pretty blue dress perfectly and her legs were giving Michael the stiffie of his life.

Cindy had a great idea. "Why don’t we get undressed, Mikey?" No one else dared call him that.

Michael stripped to a delicious buff. "Oh, Michael, you’ve grown," Cindy said with a gasp. He was bigger than Sweet Cindy by an inch and a half.

Michael stared at the astounding, arousing picture of a beautiful girl in fine lingerie, sporting an eight-inch cock, standing proudly against her flat tummy. What XX girl compares to this? He thought.

Cindy hopped on the bed, propped her neck and back up with three pillows and began to stroke her perfect prick to a dazzling erection. Her red, talon-like nails looked as if they would draw blood, but all they did was force blood to engorge her sweet meat.

Michael accepted the invitation. He lay next to Cindy on the bed, kissing her softly, then hungrily, all the while stroking her excellent poker. Cindy was enjoying herself immensely. Instinct tells a girl to take an active role in a situation such as this. Instinct is wrong. If your lover is loving you well, sit back and purr, moan, squeal and come bloody murder. Cindy hit every point on that checklist. She splurted mightily all over her pretty garter belt and her exquisite tummy. Michael, the rogue, licked it up like a cute little kitty cat. Good boy, Michael. You deserve a reward, Cindy thought.

She flipped on her tummy and offered Michael his favorite meal, her spectacular ass. Michael ate like a starving man, making Cindy whimper with pleasure and surrender. After 15 minutes of that, she was open to every suggestion and the next available cock. Let’s see, that would be Michael’s.

With her titties still on the bed, Cindy hitched up to her knees and offered her lover the best sight he had ever seen. A beautiful, special girl’s lubed and very willing sphincter. Yummy!

Michael got to his knees and fed his monster to Cindy’s hot butt one inch at a time, teasing her and making her beg him for more. Cindy thought, Oh, Michael, what’s gotten into you? You’re so masterful. Actually, what had gotten into him was Harry’s cock – many times. And he learned a lot about making a girl with a cock happy in the past two years.

When little Michael was all in, Michael dropped down on Cindy, giving her his full weight and bringing her to the full prone. He breathed hotly in her ear and told her she was his little fuck doll and he was in his complete control.

Ooooooo, Cindy thought. Fuck doll. I like that. Complete control. Mmmmm.

Michael dominated Cindy’s ass like a Top Ten team beats the Little Sisters of the Poor. It was a runaway and Cindy was enjoying not just the excellent fucking, but the loss of control and the unpredictability of the situation. When Michael filled her sore ass with a half-gallon of manly seed, Cindy was crying with lust and spilled a large load of girlie goo just from the mental images she was conjuring during the long, spirited coitus. Then Michael was an extra bad boy. After his cock popped out of Cindy’s ass, he captured each glob of cum as it oozed from Cindy’s ass and fed it to her with his fingers. She ate it all and felt so DIRTY. It was fantastic!

 

Meanwhile, across town, Jeff Adams was reassessing his lifetime attitude of "love ‘em, but don’t get too involved with ‘em.." Jeff had never seen a specimen like Jenny. She required a reassessment of the laws of the universe.

Jenny Himes was a perfect creation. Long, straight, black hair, angelic face, killer curves, world-class legs, titties to die for, a perfect, pink, six-inch cock with the cutest sack of balls, and the sex drive of a 15-year-old boy. Jenny was standing in her panties, stockings and heels in front of the naked Jeff, who was already smitten for life.

It couldn’t work, he thought. I’m 20+ years older than she is. My cock could never keep up with her. What does she see in me?

Jenny was blushing at Jeff’s obvious fawning admiration, while wondering what the delay was in jumping her pretty bones. She liked a man with a slow hand, but Jeff appeared comatose.

Jenny began to tease her erect prickie through her sweet panties. Then she extracted the head and gently scraped the peehole lips with her long, red fingernails. She locked eyes with Jeff and purred, "Do you like me, Jeff?"

Jeff was facing an epiphany. For the first time in his life, he wanted a girl more than she wanted him, he was sure. How would his life change? Well, if he moved right now, it would change for the better instantly. So he did. He hugged Jenny and rubbed his hairy chest against her big, brown nipples.

Jenny cooed. She loved a man’s chest hair on her titties.

Jeff kissed Jenny, sucking her tasty tongue greedily as he stroked her ass with both hands. Jenny wiggled, almost losing her balance on her four-inch heels. Jeff sat on a chair and drew Jenny to his naked lap. Jeff began to make a meal of Jenny’s glorious titties, a meal whose dessert would not be found within other girls he had loved. Jenny loved the adoration of her breasts and squealed in sissy appreciation. This fired Jeff up all the more and he entered her fabulous ass with two probing fingers as he continued to lick and suck Cindy’s big, brown nipples.

Even though her big clitty had not been touched, Jenny was getting that good feeling. Jeff was an excellent lover and her titties and ass were getting some wonderful attention. Jenny panted. She gasped. She told Jeff what a fine lover he was. Then she squeaked softly and began to throw her goo around the vicinity. Much went onto her tummy, thighs and stockinged legs. The rest hit Jeff like the lava of love. He stopped his nursing and put his face down to catch the fifth and sixth jets of delicious Jenny juice in his mouth. Mmmmm.

Jenny was bouncing up and down on Jeff’s lap and he expected her head to rotate at any minute. But he wasn’t disappointed when Jenny moved to her knees and covered his needy cock with kisses and little love bites. Ooooooo.

The weekend got even better from there. Jeff wondered how could I ever give this girl up? And she’s a little over two years from legal.

 

The next day, at Michael’s house, Cindy’s assessment was that poor Michael was fucked out. They didn’t have to be back to Auntie’s for four hours yet, but Michael was snoring on the bed next to her. He was on his back and his big, beautiful meat was across his stomach, limp and damp with the remnants of multiple loads of cum and bits of poopie from Cindy’s hot butthole.

Cindy still had lots of spark, but she decided to let Michael sleep for another ten minutes or so. She would fill the time by snooping through Michael’s most private stuff. She deserved it after she had shown Michael every intimate part of her body. And he had put his prick in places no man had gone before.

She looked in his underwear drawer. Hmmmm. Underwear. Then in his sock drawer. Under the white socks, sticking out slightly was a pair of white, silky stockings. What was that? A peek under the black socks, and Cindy found a pair of sexy, fully-fashioned black stockings. Did Michael keep them here for a girlfriend? Then she decided to look in Michael’s closet. Behind the shoe rack, Cindy found Michael’s most secret possession. She picked it up and carried it into the bedroom.

Cindy shook Michael gently to awaken him. He smiled, rolled over to kiss Cindy and opened his eyes. He was surprised at what he saw. "Cindy, Honey. What are you doing?"

"I’m just trying to understand this machine," Cindy said.

Michel gulped and told the truth. "It’s called the Spermstorm3000. It’s…."

"I know what it does, Michael. I saw the infomercial. It’s used by men, mostly TGs, to fuck themselves up the ass as they’re whacking off. I’m wondering why you have one. Do you like a cock in your ass? Where did you get it? And why?"

Again Michael told the truth. "Harry gave it to me, Cindy, to use while he was in Europe. Ever since Harry and I met you and Jenny, ordinary girls just don’t do it for us anymore, so we, kind of, dress a little and fuck each other."

Big points for truthfulness, Michael. "Oh. OK," Cindy said. "I feel bad that Jenny and I turned you off to other girls. They’re not all dull, selfish and bitchy. I think you should get to know my Auntie. But for now, can I see you use it?"

"Are you sure? I’m a little embarrassed."

"A little embarrassment can lead to some great sex, Michael. Please."

Michael could refuse Cindy nothing. He prepped the Spermstorm3000, then got on his back to begin the insertion. Cindy interrupted. She held up his black stockings and said, "Don’t you wear these when you use it?"

Michael blushed and put them on. The Spermstorm3000 entered Michael’s tight anus ring gently. He winced and his prick was limp from embarrassment. Cindy began to stroke Michael’s cock, then suck it as the machine stroked his ass harder and deeper.

Michael was clearly aroused and near orgasm. The shame and humiliation proved to be an added turn-on for the young man and Cindy’s curiosity without judgment was also arousing him. Cindy’s world-class cocksucking helped move matters along as well. Michael locked eyes with his Cindy, pushed the Spermstorm3000 to its highest setting and blew a big load into Cindy’s mouth. He whimpered, then moaned as the goo overwhelmed Cindy and blew out onto Michael’s thighs and black-stockings.

When Michael’s chest quit heaving, Cindy gave him a big cummy kiss and said, "We have so much to learn about each other and I want to know it all. You’re a good, honest man, Michael, and you’ve given me a big stiffie. I see the machine made your asshole gape nice and wide. I do believe I have just the plug for it. Then you’ll learn something new about me. You see, I like to fuck as well as be fucked. I think we’re birds of a feather on that one"

And the birds nested together.

 

While the girls were gone for the weekend, Tommy and Paul played basketball, took a long hike and swam in Laurie’s backyard pool with John, 16, and Bobby, 15, two good-natured neighborhood boys who did odd jobs and gardening for Laurie. Tommy and Paul liked them because they didn’t act like big shots around the younger boys.

Somehow, Laurie had neglected to tell Tommy and Paul that she had a pool, so neither brought his suit to her home. Luckily, Laurie had suits for them – red Speedos that looked almost like bikini bottoms, covering only a millimeter above their ass cracks and so tight that you could make out the outlines of the veins in the boys’ cocks. Tommy and Paul were so innocent that they didn’t care and didn’t notice. From Laurie’s observations, however, John and Bobby certainly noticed …and may have cared. John and Bobby also seemed to notice Tommy and Paul’s long lashes, pretty faces and cute butts. Hmmmmm.

Laurie had seen John and Bobby with many pretty girls and knew that they dated. But maybe seeing Tommy and Paul reached out to a different set of their instincts.

 

 

Chapter Nine –A New Challenge

 

The next week, the play chosen was Tennessee Williams’ "A Streetcar Named Desire." Paul played Stanley Kowalski, Cindy was his wife Stella, Jenny was Stella’s sister Blanche Dubois, and Tommy played Blanche’s gentleman caller. The costumes were easier for that week. Paul wore a torn T-shirt and yelled "Stellllaaaaa" whenever he felt like it. Jenny wore Blanche’s southern belle finery and discussed the merits of relying on the kindness of strangers.

That week ended in another fine performance. Everyone was in high spirits. Then Laurie said that they would be doing something a bit different for the third week. They would be doing a new play called "Sissyboys" by a young playwright called Fred Gingerman. Laurie was very excited about it, but when the boys received the scripts, they were very concerned.

"Ms. Drew," Tommy said, "this script wasn’t in the information you sent us. And it calls for Paul and me to have sex on stage, first with each other, then with Cindy and Jenny’s characters. Will we really do that?"

"Tommy, I’m surprised at you," Laurie said. "I thought you were an actor. Doing the unfamiliar is what makes us grow as actors. It wasn’t in your packets because I didn’t think you two would have the talent for such challenging roles. Now I believe you do."

The boys blushed with pride.

Laurie continued. "If you stay in your comfort zone, you’ll never learn anything. Now study your scripts and we do scenes one and two on Monday."

Tommy and Paul were scared but excited. On Monday they would do some real acting.

 

 

Chapter Ten – Second Weekend Fun

 

The next weekend, the girls went to see their beaux and the boys played catch, went swimming with John and Bobby and studied their lines.

Michael and Cindy had reached an intriguing arrangement. For the first 24 hours they were together. Michael was the dominant man he had been most of the previous weekend. Among other macho deeds, Michael had pinned the naked Cindy flat against the brick fireplace wall. Her warm breasts were crushed against the rough brick as he rudely fucked her delicious butt. Seconds from asphyxiation, Cindy gasped and came, drooling her juice down the bricks to the floor. Firm treatment was what Cindy wanted from her men, but only Michael knew how.

At the end of 24 hours, Cindy made up Michael’s surprisingly pretty face, slipped a pink nightie over his head, rolled up pink stockings and a garter belt and fucked his ass as he squealed like a little girl. What a fun weekend it was!

At Jeff’s place, Jeff was dishing out the best sex he had ever delivered. When Jenny had been an titless boy, Jeff had discovered her love of digital stimulation. After brief preliminaries, Jeff stripped Jenny naked and orally adored each of Jenny’s toes and the spaces between. Jenny moaned and writhed for an hour, cumming twice on her pretty tummy. Then, Jenny’s lips, boobs and clitty still untouched, Jeff worshiped her asshole with his tongue through another hour and two more violent orgasms.

It was like the interrogator who brings the prisoner in and beats him up without saying a word. After a little of this, the prisoner is begging to be asked questions. Jenny begged to be fucked, on her back! With her legs hooked over Jeff’s shoulders. Her tummy covered with the residue of four vicious orgasms. Her ass stuffed with a skilled and aroused man’s large cock. Moaning. Squealing with passion. Her prick was once again hard and needy. Jeff’s eyes rolling back. Loving Jenny, but his body caught in a need beyond his control. Pump. Groan. Jenny squealing loudly, then cumming for a fifth, intense time. Crying big tears. Jeff telling Jenny he loved her, then filling her ass with a Guinness-worthy load of the essence of man. The two exhausted with temporarily satisfied lust. Kissing. Laughing. Teasing.

Jenny thought, "He said he loves me. I can live with that."

Tommy and Paul enjoyed their second weekend with John and Bobby. The older boys seemed to be very attentive to them. Even more so when Tommy and Paul were wearing their skimpy bathing suits. What good friends they are, Tommy and Paul thought. John and Bobby left Laurie’s home, went to their homes and when alone, teased their wieners through several cums thinking of things they could hardly admit to themselves, let alone each other.

 

 

Chapter Eleven – Sissyboy Week - Monday

 

On Monday morning, the director explained the first scene and everyone’s motivations.

"Tommy, you are a character called, well, let’s make it easy, ‘Tommy,’" Laurie said. "Paul will be ‘Paul.’ Cindy is Tommy’s sister and Jenny is Paul’s sister.

"Tommy and Paul are best friends who, like many 13-year-old boys, are confused about their sexuality and their feelings for each other. Their hormones are eating them alive and they don’t know what to do about it."

Tommy and Paul listened intently, but didn’t really understand. Their hormones were yet to rage.

"Now here are your props, boys. You know your lines. Tommy, you’re on the couch watching TV. Paul, enter, stage left."

"Hey, Tom."

"Hey"

"Whassup?"

"Nothin’. You? "

"Check this out. My Dad’s hardcore magazines."

"Holy shit, Paul. How’d you get those?"

He doesn’t know they’re gone and my parents and your parents won’t be back for two weeks. Wanna see?"

Eagerly. "Yeah!"

Paul handed Tommy one called "In Every Hole."

The boys sat next to each other on the couch. They were getting excited looking at the magazines and they weren’t that good as actors to fake those nice bulges in their pants. And the little leaky stains forming at the tip of the bulges.

Tommy stole glances at Paul. Paul smiled and said. "My pants are getting tight. I’m taking them off."

Tommy gulped. Then he removed his pants too. Both boys were wearing white jockey underpants and they appeared to be very excited. After a little more picture viewing, Paul reached into his shorts and extracted a lovely, straight, 4-inch, red, hard, jewel of a cock. Tommy felt a little drool at the corner of his mouth and he wasn’t acting. Paul began to stroke his cock for the first time in his life. His balls sat there neglected.

The director broke in. "No, Paul. No. That’s not how you stroke a cock. Haven’t you ever done that before?"

Paul admitted, "No, Ma’am."

Laurie smiled. "That’s all right, Honey. Cindy, show Paul how to stroke a cock."

Paul was horribly embarrassed, apprehensive and excited. Was Cindy going to whack him off?

No such luck. Cindy removed her skirt, shimmied down her peach-colored panties and extracted her 8-inches of girl. The boys’ mouths hung open and they actually trembled. What were they involved in here?

Cindy tried to calm them down. "It’s all right, boys. I’m just a special girl. And so is Jenny. You’ll be happy we are when you get to know us. Now watch."

Cindy slowly and sensuously skinned her prickiehead, then let the brown, wrinkly foreskin slip back. She repeated this several times, moaning as if she were truly enjoying herself. With her other hand, she teased her balls, then wet two fingers and inserted them in her magnificent ass. The boys’ throats were dry and their pricks were outrageous.

Laurie said, "Follow along boys. Do what Cindy does and learn."

Tommy pulled his underpants down, locked his eyes on Cindy’s cock and his hands on his own pretty cock and balls. This masturbation thing didn’t appear difficult, but Tommy knew already that he would want to practice it a lot. To make sure he was getting it right. An actor doing his craft.

Paul was putting his energy into stroking his own sweet poker and he was feeling things he had never felt. Tingles in his stomach. Good tingles. Sexy tingles. When was he supposed to stop? Cindy seemed to be able to do that all day. No, wait. She was picking up speed.

When Cindy accelerated, the boys did too, matching her stroke for stroke. She began to squeak and squeal. Laurie told them they didn’t have to do that, but a moan or groan would be appropriate. Cindy closed her eyes, squinting hard, then began to breathe more heavily. She said urgently, "I’m coming!"

"Coming where?" the boys thought. Then she showed them. Hot, thick globs of a white, gooey substance leaped from Cindy’s red, sore-looking prick. She screamed with her release, scaring the boys. Was she in pain? She appeared to be all right, just very intense about her feelings. Could they have those feelings too?

They found out. Laurie told them to keep stroking and they followed their director. Tommy looked at Cindy’s cock, framed by her black stockings and her white thighs, drooling a sexy substance and he was very excited. A similar substance was leaking from his cock, making his cockhead more slippery for his stroking hand. He looked over at Paul’s cute prick and became even more excited. Tommy felt something entirely new. A little pinch in his gut. Stroke. Stroke. Then a bigger one. Tickle balls. Stroke. Then the strangest, most powerful feeling of his young life. He was losing control of his body. Something incredible was happening. Tommy looked at Paul, who seemed to be in the same predicament. They locked eyes and something wonderful passed between them, though neither knew what it was yet. Tommy looked at the ladies, who were all nodding encouragement. Oh that feeling! What was it? Ohhhh. It was wonderfullllllll! Jets of boygoo leaped from Tommy’s virginal cock, crossing streams in midair with Paul’s sacrifice to Eros. He kept stroking and the cum kept leaping. He felt weak, but stroked on. My goodness it was great! Why wasn’t he doing this before?

The boys fell back in a pool of their own and each other’s boy juice. They were delighted with what they had done, but work wasn’t over. Laurie gave them each a towel. Cindy put her panties and skirt back on and winked at the boys. And Laurie said, "Places, people." Let’s try that scene again from the top."

Tommy and Paul pulled themselves together after pulling themselves for the first time. They ran through the scene up to the point where they were to masturbate. This time, the director told them that it would be more realistic if they stripped completely naked. Tommy and Pail were personally reluctant, but their professionalism took over and they sensuously stripped, in character. The three women were very aroused by the site of these two beautiful cherubs in the buff. They wanted to jump their bones, but the boys would probably have panicked, called their mothers and the jig would have been up.

Keeping the jig well down, Laurie continued to direct her actors. "Tommy, stroke your balls with your free hand. Not like you’re rubbing a dog’s tummy! Gently. Do it the way it feels best to you. That’s it. I can see you like that. Paul, wet your fingers with your saliva. Concentrate more on your cockhead. It’s where most of the nerve endings are. Good, boys. Now look in each other’s eyes, hesitate for a second, then kiss."

Tommy’s head screamed. "Kiss? I didn’t…the script…I know. Director trumps script. How? Oh, like that. Mmmmm. That’s very nice. But Paul’s a boy. Oh, is that Paul’s tongue in my mouth? Now that really feels good. I’ll just give him some of my tongue too. Paul’s rubbing his body against mine because Ms. Drew just told us to. Oh, Golly. Now we’re putting our hands on each other’s pricks. This is fantastic! I hope we rehearse this a lot. Paul’s a great kisser, I think. I hope I am. He sure is moaning and groaning a lot. I think a lot of those moans are mine. This is so much better than what we did before. Oh, my. I think that thing is starting again. That wonderful thing where I feel good all over and that white goo jumps out of my peehole. It’s definitely like the last time, only stronger. Paul feels it too, I think. I can help him along if I hug him to me and kiss him really nice as I stroke his cock. Paul likes that. It feels good to be able to help Paul. He’s so nice. And cute. Oh no. That coming thing is definitely ON ITS WAY. HOLY COW!!!!! GOLLY GEE!!!!!! Aaaaaaaaa. Paul’s body is spasming too. He’s throwing that stuff on my cock as I’m throwing it on his. You mean I can do this any time I want and this happens? Acting is even more fun than I thought."

The boys lay back, breathing hard, but still kissing sweetly and rubbing each other’s cummy pubes. Laurie’s panties were soaked. Cindy’s and Jenny’s cocks were outrageously stiff. The three onlookers applauded the boy’s acting. The boys glowed with pride and turned red in bewilderment and sexual heat

Laurie said, "The girls and I are going upstairs for an hour or so to discuss the next scene. Why don’t you boys take a ten-minute break, then rehearse that scene again, on your own. Just as you did it then?"

The boys agreed, of course, but looked at each other shyly. Paul wondered whether Tommy had feelings for Paul or was just acting. It sure felt like the real thing.

Laurie, Cindy and Jenny were so overheated by what they had just seen that they went upstairs and fucked each other raw for ninety minutes. When they came downstairs they found Tommy and Paul dutifully rehearsing. The two young, beautifully naked Adonis’s were locked in a carnal embrace, kissing each other hungrily as they masturbated each other to yet another screaming orgasm. Each was having the best day of his young life. Each was afraid to ask the other if he was just acting when he kissed him.

Just looking at that beautiful boyish flesh was getting the ladies aroused again, so Laurie directed the scene to continue.

In character, Cindy entered, stage right, carrying a video camera. She said, "Ha! I finally caught you two little faggots. I have that whole little love fest on tape. I can’t wait to show it to Mom and Dad and Paul’s mom and dad. Even better, maybe I’ll upload it to a Web site and have all your friends watch it."

The boys displayed panic and began to cry. "No, Cindy. No. Please. We’ll do anything you say!" This was not a play rich in snappy dialogue.

Cindy gave the expected answer. "Anything?"

The boys nodded through their tears.

Cindy said, "OK. I’ll destroy this tape if you two do everything Paul’s sister Jenny and I say until our parents get home in two weeks."

The boys eagerly agreed. Too bad they hadn’t read a lot of TG literature.

Continuing the play, Cindy called Jenny, who joined them all at "Cindy’s house." When she saw her naked "brother" and his friend Tommy, she laughed. Jenny said, "I knew you little faggots were doing each other. I’m glad Cindy caught you. Cindy, I think the boys would look better with some clothes on, don’t you?"

The boys were whimpering and quivering. Cindy said, "Yes, Jenny. And I know just the things. I’ve been saving outfits for when we caught them. I’ll dress your brother and you dress mine."

Cindy grabbed Paul and began to rouge his cheeks, in a caricature of a sissy boy. Then she tied little pink ribbons in his boyish hair. Jenny did the same for Tommy, adding lipstick. Then the girls slipped silky stockings up the boys’ legs, pink for Paul, white for Tommy. Each then hooked a garter belt to the stockings. Despite having cum four times each so far that day, the boys had very stiff cocks. They were sneaking looks at each other’s pretty pricks. Paul even smiled at Tommy once.

Neither boy was allowed the concealment of panties. Cindy slipped a pink nightie over Paul’s head. Paul shivered as it went on. Then he realized that it was far too short, reaching only his belly button. His pretty cock, pink balls and soft, warm ass were horribly exposed. Tommy was only given a white training bra and a diaphanous bolero jacket, reaching only to mid stomach, to "cover" his body. Each boy was put in high heels that matched the color of their outfits. They tottered a bit, but stayed standing.

The boys looked at each other and were excited beyond explanation. In character, Cindy continued. "Now you look like the sissy faggots you are. This is the way you’ll dress for the next two weeks and you must obey us immediately. Now, put your hands behind your backs. The boys complied instantly. The girls tied their hands with silk scarves.

The girls made the boys clack over to each other in their heels. The boys faced each other and saw the sissies they had become. Tommy’s poor prick was almost bursting. He wanted to put his arms around Paul and kiss him and make that good thing happen again and again. Paul was in love with Tommy for life. Tommy looked so good, Paul wanted to kiss him all over his body. Paul’s prick appeared to be growing by the minute.

The dommy girls produced a bottle of baby oil. Cindy greased up the cocks of both boys with oil. She enjoyed doing that quite a bit and was eager for the day when she could have those cocks in her mouth and butt. That would appear to be imminent, but not at that moment. Paul moaned softly as his cock was oiled. Tommy gasped and had to hold back from cumming.

The dommy girls moved the boys within inches of each other, without touching. Cindy said, "So, how do you little faggots like this? Do you like being real sissyboys instead of just part-time sissies?" The boys just whimpered with embarrassment and lust.

Cindy and Jenny moved the boys closer so that only the very tips of their oiled cocks touched. Tommy shuddered. Paul panted with excitement. Were they acting? We think not.

Jenny grabbed Tommy’s cock and rubbed its the head against Paul’s most sensitive part. Cindy guided Paul’s cock through the lusty dance. Cindy said, "Listen to the little queers moan, Jenny. I think they’re in love."

Tommy and Paul were considering the same possibility. They looked at each other and, ad-libbing, leaned forward to kiss. Their lipsticks mingled. Their tongues explored. Cindy and Jenny continued to berate them as faggots, while rubbing their cockheads together deliciously. Tommy felt "it" first and kissed Paul more intensely. He wanted to hug Paul and feel his body, but both boys’ hands were tied. Paul kissed back and felt that little pinch warning that he had spent the day learning about. The girls sensed the boys’ impending bliss and reached up with their free hands to massage the boys’ balls sensuously. Tommy cringed a little from the intensity of it all, then, ad-libbing again, said, "I love you, Paul," and let a huge load of boycum leave his pretty cock and balls. It flooded the girls’ hands and Paul’s cock and triggered an equally copious emission from pretty Paul. Their knees were jelly. It was amazing to the boys that they didn’t fall off their heels.

Laurie applauded. "Excellent work, boys and girls. Excellent. That’s a wrap for today. Now remember, we stay in costume and character for the week, although that doesn’t mean that the boys are the girl’s slaves all week. Unless that’s what you want, boys." [Chuckle]

The boys didn’t know what they wanted. They were horrified at the idea of walking around all week in high heels and stockings with their pricks, balls and asses exposed. But actors make sacrifices. The real question was how had this changed the way Tommy and Paul saw each other. Tommy wanted to kiss and love Paul. Paul wanted the same with Tommy. But it would be queer to say so.

That night, in their beds, Tommy and Paul were dressed in the baby dolls that Ms. Drew said would help them stay in character. Pink for Paul. White for Tommy. Their poor pricks had been hard all afternoon and evening. The women could see that, but they didn’t comment. Strange.

Tommy was crying soft tears because he wanted to be with Paul, who was only on the other side of the room. But he was afraid of rejection and being called a queer if he spoke first.

Paul heard the sobs and asked, "What’s the matter, Tom?"

"Nothing." Sob.

"Are you sad? Didn’t you like what we did today? I did. I loved it."

Tommy burst out of bed, ran over to Paul, and got under the sheet. They kissed each other greedily, then reached for each other’s pricks through the baby dolls. Tommy moaned as Paul’s skinned Tommy’s long foreskin up and down. It was incredible. "I love you, Paul," Tommy cooed.

"I love you more," Paul said.

Tommy noticed that someone had kindly left a small bottle of baby oil on each of the boy’s nightstands. Still kissing Paul. Tommy used the oil to lovingly lubricate Paul’s hot prick, then his own. Paul moaned with hot lust as Tommy stroked his oily cock, then returned the favor as he sucked his lover’s sweet tongue.

Tommy mounted Paul, covering him with his warm body. Both boys hitched up their nighties to their nipples and rubbed oily crotches, kissing passionately. They rubbed oily ball-sacks and pricks until their senses were completely overloaded. Paul, on the bottom, came first, squealing like a girl. Tommy rubbed Paul’s cock through the duration of Paul’s creamy cum. Then Paul rubbed his ball juice on Tommy’s overstressed cock, triggering five hot globs of Tommy’s precious goo.

Hearts pounding, the boys lay on their backs. They kissed and exchanged sweet promises of love.

Tommy said, "I feel like I’ve crossed a big bridge and I never want to go back. This is better than anything I’ve ever done. Why would anyone do anything else but this? It’s a wonder we don’t all starve to death."

Paul’s chest heaved. "I know, Tommy. And the way Cindy and Jenny talked, there’s a lot more we’re going to learn beyond kissing and rubbing each other’s privates until we get that cum stuff out."

Tommy’s eyes lit up. "More! Oh, man. I want it all."

Paul said, "Right now, I want you." Paul climbed on top of Tommy, kissed him hungrily and rubbed stiff pricks with him until they both squealed and came hard.

The boys enjoyed each other’s soft bodies well into that lovely night.

 

 

Chapter Twelve – Sissyboy Week - Tuesday

 

The next morning, Tommy and Paul came downstairs for breakfast rouged and lipsticked, with tiny ribbons in their hair. Tommy was wearing a light purple nightie that only reached his belly button, no panties, matching stockings, garter belt and heels. Paul was wearing a light blue, Shirley Temple-type dress with petticoats, again cartoonishly only to his belly button, no panties, white stockings with matching garter belt and heels. Laurie greeted them warmly and noticed their pricks were drooping. They must have been exercised a lot last night, she surmised.

Laurie told the boys that the girls were at the beauty parlor and Laurie wouldn’t be picking them up for two hours. Laurie advised the boys to have breakfast and go over their lines.

After breakfast, the doorbell rang. It was Jeff, who was spending a lot of time at Laurie’s trying to catch sight of Jenny, who had captured his heart.

Tommy and Paul shrieked in horror at the thought that someone would see them dressed like that. They hid, hoping Jeff would leave soon.

Laurie and Jeff sat in the living room chatting. Jeff was disappointed that he had missed Jenny. He asked Laurie what the play of the week was. She told him, then called the boys to show Jeff what the workshop was doing.

The boys were fiercely humiliated, but obedient to their idol, Ms. Drew.

They stood in the living room, with Jeff Adams looking at their sissy outfits and their privates…and their cocks rose! And rose!

Jeff grew an instant major woodie when he saw the sweet, soft, warm young boys looking like cartoonish, boy-girl hybrids. Ninety-nine men of a hundred would have been similarly aroused. Jeff shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Laurie noticed.

Tommy and Paul were trying to cover their stiff pricks with their soft, delicate hands, but failing badly. They were blushing, but very aroused by being exposed starkly in front of a man they had seen several times. A handsome man. Who obviously was as excited as they were.

Laurie seized the moment. "Jeff, maybe you can help us here. I hate to waste Tommy and Paul’s acting time while Cindy and Jenny are at the beauty parlor. Could you help me get the boys in character?

Jeff knew that playing along with Laurie was often rewarding, so he said, "Sure, what can I do?"

"Let’s say Tommy and Paul are playing sissyboys," Laurie said. "And you’ve just walked in on them kissing each other and stroking each other’s cocks. You startle each other, but are attracted to each other as well. Let’s start the scene by you removing your trousers and having the boys sit on your lap. OK, boys?"

Tommy and Paul were again fatally aroused and obedient to Laurie’s will. Jeff stripped to his boxers and undershirt and sat in a chair, spreading his legs in invitation. Tommy sat on Jeff’s right thigh, Paul on his left. Jeff could feel the boy’s warm asses on his hairy thighs. He could feel their ass cracks against his skin. He thought of their tight, virginal rosebuds that were touching him, one on each leg. His cock grew even more.

Jeff’s big cock escaped from the fly of his boxers and drew free air. Tommy and Paul gasped at their first sight of a man’s dark, ridged, throbbing cock and huge, wrinkled, hairy ball sack.

Paul, the braver one, reached out and touched Jeff’s cock with his silky hand. Jeff moaned and his cock squirted a tablespoon full of pre-goo. Paul rubbed the goo over Jeff’s plum-sized cockhead. Tommy cuddled Jeff’s balls with his pretty hand, then kissed Jeff sweetly on the lips. Jeff tasted the beautiful sissy’s lipstick and smelled his perfume. Jeff tipped Tommy’s tongue with his own.

Jeff was in heaven. He had four sweet, lipsticked lips to kiss, two tongues to suck, and four warm hands exploring his cock and balls. As Jeff alternately kissed the boys, he massaged their cute young cocks and balls expertly, arousing the boys until they were mad with desire.

Tommy was panting heavily, stroking Jeff’s cockhead and kissing Jeff’s neck. Paul was gasping and quivering as he tickled Jeff’s heavy ball bag, kissing Jeff’s lips and sucking Jeff’s tongue. Jeff was stroking the boys’ pretty cocks.

The carnal trio ignored Laurie. She was so aroused by what she saw that she lifted her skirt, pulled her panties down and began to rub her red, inflamed clitoris with great vigor. The three males wouldn’t have noticed if Laurie had begun to sing "Yankee Doodle Dandy."

Tommy’s excitement rose. He loved acting class. The young Sissyboy whimpered that he was close to cumming. Jeff kissed him more passionately, licking Tommy’s little tongue with his big clitlicker, and skinning Tommy’s foreskin vigorously up and down. Tommy squeaked, threw his arms around Jeff and spurted a big rope of hot cum onto Paul, who was sitting on Jeff’s opposite knee. Then another sissy squeal and a second rope aimed at Jeff’s cock. Tommy’s face was a mask of ecstasy as he sprayed three more ropes of his near-virginal juice. Paul squeaked out, "I’m cumming too!" Jeff turned to Paul, kissed him with ardor and tongue and picked up his stroke on Paul’s lovely little cock. Paul, grunted and screamed as he erupted goo like a volcano – less distance, thicker lava. Jeff got most of the tasty treasure on his hand. The boys teamed up on Jeff, kissing him from his chest to his forehead, and rubbing his cock and balls most agreeably. Paul even gathered his own goo from his lovely cum and rubbed it on Jeff’s cock to maximize Jeff’s excitement.

Jeff was in love for the second time that summer. This time with two delicious sissyboys who were about to see what a man’s cum looked like. They were eager to see how it would differ from theirs. And then all was revealed. Jeff’s huge cock spurted a bucket of thick, hot cum in wave after wave. Jeff kissed the sweet sissies with real affection and passion. No acting from him as he grunted his way through a stunner of an orgasm. The boys oohed and aaahed at the sight. They brought Jeff’s cum to their mouths with their fingers and purred as they tasted it.

Unnoticed, Laurie experienced a freight train, gooey orgasm. She was a world-class director.

Laurie pulled her panties back up, thanked Jeff for his contribution and complimented the boys on their improving acting skills. Jeff said goodbye, kissing boys sweetly and dreaming of his cock in their tight asses.

Laurie drove off to retrieve Cindy and Jenny from the beauty parlor. Left alone, Tommy and Paul did what they thought was their destiny for life. They rubbed against each other until they made a big cummy mess.

As Laurie was driving Cindy and Jenny home from the beauty parlor, she told the girls about the "rehearsal" with Jeff.

"Those little sissy tramps," Jenny giggled. "They have real potential. We’ve been pleasant to them, but really haven’t been their friends. Maybe now’s the time to start."

"I agree," Cindy said. "And I want to see how they like cuddling up to two beautiful special girls like us."

"And one aging actress," Laurie chipped in.

When the ladies arrived home, they made a lot of noise as they entered the house so they wouldn’t catch Paul and Tommy in mid-cum. The boys were sitting demurely on the couch, reading their lines for class. The only hint that they had been swapping goo was their droopy cocks.

Tommy and Paul couldn’t help but notice that the entrance of Laurie, Cindy and Jenny ignited the room. Their bright smiles, sweet manner and pretty clothes created an atmosphere that even the big-cocked, great kisser, Jeff Adams couldn’t duplicate. Imagine how confused Paul and Tommy were at that moment in their lives. Horny TOO!

"We’d better get to it, class. We lost time this morning in beauty treatments, but it was time well spent, don’t you boys agree?"

The boys nodded eagerly. After 24 hours with their cocks and balls exposed, they were starting to get used to it. Unfortunately for them, many of their innermost feelings were exposed consequently. Their big erections as they eyed the girls were evident. The girls noticed, pointed and giggled.

When the boys blushed, the girls rushed to console them, holding the sissified lads to their bosoms. "We’re sorry. You just seemed so funny looking at us with your pretty stiffies," Jenny said.

"Wow," the boys thought. "They think our stiffies are pretty!"

Laurie stepped in to set the scene. "The dominant sisters, Cindy and Jenny, will make their brothers suck each others’ cocks. I know, I know. Not in the script, but it’s a good plot device, don’t you think?"

Tommy and Paul would never argue with Laurie. Nevertheless, they gulped with fear of the unknown.

"Have you ever sucked a cock, boys?" Laurie asked.

The boys looked at each other in horror, then at Ms. Drew. "Oh, no, Ms. Drew."

"Have you ever had your cocks sucked?" Again, firm negatives.

"OK, then this will be an interesting day for you. Jenny, what do you recommend we do?"

"I think the boys would do better in the scene if they received a blowjob and gave one before they run through."

"Very good, Jenny. Cindy."

"I agree, Aunt Laurie, and Jenny and I volunteer to show the boys what to do."

"Splendid. Jenny, please proceed."

Jenny stepped up to Paul, held him gently in her arms and kissed him sweetly. Paul thought, "Is that a blowjob? I don’t think so, but it sure is great."

Paul put his arms around Jenny and returned the kiss as well as he could. He hoped Tommy wasn’t jealous, but he sure was enjoying the kissing.

Laurie said, "Very good, Jenny. You don’t just walk up to a man and suck his cock. There are decent, arousing preliminaries involved, especially kissing. Cindy."

Cindy noticed Tommy’s anxiety about a girl kissing his Paul. Cindy recognized her own jealousy when Aunt Laurie took David (now Jenny) to her bed. Cindy hugged and kissed Tommy lovingly, comforting him as well as she could. Tommy got in the spirit rather quickly, running his hands over Cindy’s back and even her ass (the little scamp) as they kissed. Cindy cupped Tommy’s ass with her hands and lifted him slightly as they kissed. Mmmmm.

Laurie: "All right, class, time for extraction."

The girls reached for the boys’ cocks, which were already in open air, pretending to unzip and remove them from imaginary trousers. Cindy admired Tommy’s tosser, smiled at him and gave it a careful examination with her fingers. Jenny did the same with Paul’s lovely jewel, rubbing a stiff palm over the head to create some immediate heat and friction. They also admired, tickled, and gently squeezed the lads’ pink young balls. The boys became terribly excited, hopping from one high-heeled foot to the other and making various sounds of arousal and appreciation.

Laurie: "Now the girls will assume the classic cocksucking position, on their pretty knees."

Even though they were dressed like simpering wussies, the boys felt like the kings of the world when they saw the two prettiest girls they had ever seen, on their knees, about to swallow their excited pricks.

The girls kept eye contact with their sissy beaux as they first skinned back the boys’ foreskins, then lovingly, lavishly licked the sensitive, exposed skin of the virgin cockheads. Tommy jumped, almost falling off his purple heels. Paul squeaked loudly, making everyone, including him, giggle.

Oh, my goodness! Forget that stuff we were doing last night, Tommy thought. This is what I want to be doing every waking moment for the rest of my life. It’s incredible. Cindy is gorgeous and she’s licking my cock. And driving me crazy doing it. I’d better pay attention, because I’ll have to….. Oh, wow, what was that? She’s tonguing my peehole. Aaaah. She’s licking my balls all over. That’s so….Now she’s kissing the head and licking it and eeeek! Sorry, it’s that early feeling I get before the big one. Cindy has a rhythm going and it’s just riggghhhhttt. I.. .. soo good….it’s…..oh…..Squeeeeeaaaaallllll! I’m such a sissy! Oh, I love cumming right in that beautiful mouth. Paul is too. Aaaaaah. More of that stuff jumping out. Where does it all come from? Oh. I’m exhausted. But my thing is still stiff. Is that normal for my age?

The prettiest she-boys of them all kept sucking and loving the boys’ cocks until the inevitable, blissful eruptions. The girls let the cum coat their faces and rubbed the boy’s spent cocks around their cummy faces. Laurie suggested that the boys lift the girls to their feet and lick their cum off the girls’ faces. The girls added a wrinkle by changing partners, having Tommy kiss Jenny and lick off Paul’s cum, and so forth. That was nice, a kinky touch enjoyed by all.

The ice between the acting class’s boys and girls was now well broken.

Laurie directed the actors to change the scene. Tommy would suck Jenny’s sweet six-incher and Paul would eat the enormous eight of Cindy.

Tommy and Paul moved in to kiss their sexy partners. There was much more fondling this time. Tommy had his hand under Jenny’s skirt, down her panties and all over her ass. Jenny liked the aggression and purred contentedly. Paul fondled Cindy’s titties through her blouse as he kissed her. Cindy would have freed her boobies to be licked and sucked by Paul, but she knew that adoration of the nipple was a later lesson.

Laurie called for phase two. Still kissing Jenny, Tommy lifted her skirt and slowly peeled her panties. He stopped kissing and viewed his prize – an erect, skinned, fire-engine-red, beauty of a cock, leaking pre-cum at a record pace. Tommy was still amazed that such a beautiful girl had a prick.

Paul got a bigger surprise when he saw the man-size pork sweet Cindy was packing. Yeow! He rubbed it and examined it and came to know it for what was next.

Laurie called for the cocksucking. The sissyboys dropped to their knees and began to kiss the length of their partners’ stiff meats. They seemed to be doing it right because Cindy and Jenny seemed very excited. The boys looked at each other and smiled, then took the girls’ cockheads in their mouths, officially becoming cocksuckers. And loving it! What a delight. The girls’ cockheads smelled and tasted clean and fresh, with just a slight tangy taste of urine for zest. It was such an intimate act and so DIRTY! Of course the boys loved it.

Watching Paul sucking Cindy’s monster meat, Tommy felt a pang of jealousy. Paul must have sensed his concern because he looked at Tommy, as both were in mid-suck. Paul locked eyes with Tommy, sucked Cindy’s cock out to the tip, kissed it, then looked at Tommy, batted his eyes, pouted his lips, blew a kiss at Tommy and mouthed the word, "Later."

Tommy’s stiffie got even more painful. He licked Jenny to the tip, caught Tommy’s eyes and mouthed, "I love you." It appeared they wanted to test this new knowledge on each other before the day was out.

Well into the spirit of things, the boys mimicked what they had learned about cocksucking from Cindy and Jenny and improvised others. Within ten minutes, they had the girls singing the score of a musical. Tommy wasn’t sure which. It was either Sound of Music or Guys and Dolls. But it didn’t matter, because he had a mouthful of cum to swallow.

And so did Paul. Paul already was in love with Cindy’s big meat. He hoped he would get an opportunity to take Cindy places again soon.

The girls kissed the boys and thanked them sincerely for loving well done. Then it was time to go to work on the next scene of the Fred Gingerman opus.

Laurie said, "All right, people. In this scene, the mean sisters force Paul to suck Tommy’s cock. Paul, you’re reluctant, but then you get into it. Girls, you know your parts."

Cindy reached down to her ankles, pulled her pink panties over her heels, up her stockinged legs and back in place. After tucking her well sucked cock back into her crowded panties, she said, "I’m ready."

Jenny had Paul by the arm and was shaking him. "All right, you little faggot, I know you like wearing that too-short party dress so all the boys can see your ass, cock and balls. Now you get a chance to be a real sissy. On your knees on that satin pillow. You’ll be sucking your sissy faggot friend’s droopy little cock."

Paul resisted, squirming and crying.

Jenny asked, "Oh, so you’d rather I put that video of you two on a web site, huh?"

Resigned, Paul stopped struggling. He whimpered, but got to knees. Cindy and Tommy entered stage right. Tommy was crying softly too. "Oh, stop it, Tommy. You’re only getting your cock sucked by your faggot friend. You know you both want that. Just stand there and let him do it. BUT DON’T YOU DARE CUM UNTIL I SAY IT’S ALL RIGHT, OR YOU’LL GET MY BELT ON YOUR ASS."

Tommy showed real fear, but stepped over on his heels to where Paul was waiting on his knees. When Tommy arrived, Paul stood up and, as he was trained, kissed Tommy lustily, feeling his bare ass as he did so. The girls hooted at them and called them all kinds of un-PC names, but they kissed until they were finished. Then Paul fondled and admired Tommy’s prick. Paul got to his knees and took Tommy’s cock in his mouth. They both enjoyed that act immensely. But the show was interfering. Jenny screamed at Paul, berating him for enjoying himself. Cindy screamed at Tommy, threatening him with dismemberment and worse if he should cum other than on command. Tommy didn’t think he would be able to comply with that order and wondered if he would suffer any real consequences if he splurted according to his body’s timetable. Tommy’s face was getting red from holding back. He felt an urgency to release his juice. Then a stronger urgency. But he used his actor’s will and held back until he heard Cindy say. "Cum now! I want to see that goo jump!"

And Tommy did make the goo jump at that precise moment. It was an earthquake orgasm for Tommy, a sweet mouth and face full for Paul, and a revelation for the girls and their aunt. Maybe we had some really excellent actors here. They sure were cummy ones.

That night, Tommy and Paul took their bath together. Soft, warm and naked in the big tub, they kissed and cuddled, teased each other’s cocks, but didn’t suck them yet. They sponged each other lovingly, soaping the most intimate parts of one another’s lover’s body with their virginal fingers.

After making toweling off a teasing, erotic experience, the boys got into their silky nighties. They dried each other’s hair with blow dryers, giving each other tantalizing little kisses throughout the process.

By the time they pulled the covers back and got between Tommy’s clean, soft sheets, their poor prickies were red and their balls ached with excitement. When they had said goodnight to Ms. Drew, Cindy and Jenny, Cindy had slipped Tommy a folded piece of paper. He opened it when he got to his room and saw a picture of a boy and a special girl in a cocksucking 69. His eyes filled with tears to think that Cindy could be so thoughtful.

As Tommy and Paul kissed sweetly in bed, they reached for each other’s stressed cocks. Tommy gasped as he felt Paul’s soft hand on his balls and tongue in his mouth. He started to slip down to take Paul in his mouth, then giggled when he saw that Paul had had the same idea about Tommy. Tommy said that he had not yet sucked his love’s prick and was dying to do so. Paul didn’t want Tommy to die, so he agreed.

Tommy gently kissed the sensitive, un-hooded cockhead of his sexy, nightie-wearing friend. Paul squirmed and giggled a little. With his right hand Tommy rubbed and fondled Paul’s balls, then licked them lustily in a thorough saliva bath. Paul stopped giggling and gave sexy little girlie squeals. Tommy liked those a lot and began to work Paul’s foreskin as he continued licking Paul’s tasty nuts. Paul was entering distress level one, moaning and quivering. Tommy abandoned the ball bag and applied his hot tongue to Paul’s peehole. That got a reaction from Paul, if you can call arching one’s back and squealing loudly a reaction. Though inexperienced, Tommy knew Paul was close, so he began to suck and lick Paul’s cockhead in earnest. Paul gasped, panted, whimpered and, simultaneously, screamed and came right into Tommy’s face and mouth. Tommy kept sucking, licking up as much of his love’s goo as was possible. Paul’s fountain spouted six times. It was as if his pretty blond lover, Tommy, was consuming his essence. After the sixth spurt and much heaving of the bosom, Paul opened his eyes and looked at Tommy. Paul’s eyes were moist with adoration. He held his arms wide and Tommy mounted him, rubbing bodies and pricks, kissing hard and lustily. Lifting his nightie to his belly button, Tommy straddled Paul’s shoulders, and fed Paul his cock. Paul made a banquet of it.

After the greatest hours of their young lives, Tommy and Paul were covered with cum – their own and their sweetie’s. They smiled cummy smiles and gave each other cummy kisses. Making promises for life and beyond. They went on to suck each other’s cocks until they passed out, exhausted.

All you need is love.

 

 

Chapter Thirteen – Sissyboy Week – Wednesday

 

Tommy and Paul weren’t fresh as a daisy that next morning, but they woke up happy. They were both naked, having discarded their nighties in the passion of the previous evening. Tommy awoke first and looked at Paul lovingly. He couldn’t believe his good fortune. Paul was a gorgeous, brown-haired, brown-eyed little Adonis with a perky little cock, soft and dripping cum from the excesses of the evening. Tommy knew he was being a little hog, but he wanted more Paul. He reversed himself on Paul, took his sweet cock in his eager mouth and sucked. Tommy was already hard just from sucking on his love’s pecker and his stiffie gently poked Paul’s lips. Paul awoke to the prettiest site in the world – Tommy’s stiff cock at his lips. Gaining his wits, Paul reveled in the delicious sucking Tommy was administering, then returned Tommy’s sweet favor. The boys were in a classic 69, just like the picture hint Cindy had given Tommy the previous night.

But neither boy could have any cum left, could they? Ah to be thirteen! Paul tensed, groaned and lubed Tommy’s angelic mouth and pretty cheeks with his morning dew. That excited Tommy and he reciprocated with Paul’s big reward.

The boys lay side by side on their backs. Their faces were coated with fresh cum and warm, broad smiles. Their soft bodies touched and their hands explored each other’s penises. Did life get any better than this?

They didn’t even mind the sissyboy stockings, garters, bras and heels that Ms. Drew had laid out for them. Today, they were given panties! Was this a promotion? It would be good to have some modesty that day. The diaphanous bolero jackets were so sissy, they were almost worse than nothing

The boys had to bathe quickly (they smelled of nothing but dried cum) and make their bed. Rehearsal was in 45 minutes and Ms. Drew demanded promptness.

Everyone greeted the boys warmly, with good morning kisses on the lips from the girls and Ms. Drew.

What would today bring?

Laurie told the boys and girls that there would be yet a new skill for the boys today – the loving exploration of the anus.

The boys didn’t know you could explore the anus and squirmed uncomfortably.

Jenny took pity on them and said, "Don’t worry, boys. I think you’ll like it better than what we did yesterday."

Well, the boys, who didn’t think such a thing was possible, thought that was worth a shot.

Ms. Drew gave a lecture about the anus and the prostate, with emphasis on proper lubrication. Then Ms. Drew surprised everyone by dropping her panties and asking Cindy to lubricate her anus. Wow.

Cindy asked her auntie to bend over a chair. Cindy hit her perfect knees, parted Laurie’s buttocks and dove her head filled with blonde curls into Laurie’s asshole. Cindy licked until Laurie screamed and almost fell off her high heels. The boys sat there in wide-eyed amazement. What was that? But wait! There’s more.

Cindy then stood up, skittered down her own panties, stepping out of them one high-heeled foot at a time, then extracted her big monster. Cindy moved into position behind her auntie, put her cockhead on the anus ring and gently pushed. Laurie gasped, apparently with pleasure. The boys got up and minced over in their heels to see this miracle close up. Cindy pushed the rest of her auntie-pleaser into the tight, lubed, poopie enclosure. The boys saw the evidence that such things were possible, yes enjoyable for both participants. They couldn’t help noticing Ms. Drew’s pussy, the first they had seen. It was hairy and juicy with a sticky substance that was oozing down both of Ms. Drew’s thighs.

Laurie gasped out to the boys, "This is wonderful, boys. You’ll love it. Most people call this ass fucking. When you boys fuck my pussy in a little while, we’ll just call that fucking. Either one is fantastic. Do you want to try it?"

The boys nodded eagerly. Laurie concentrated on the meat in her ass. Cindy reached around Laurie’s hips, found Laurie’s clit and rubbed it vigorously. Laurie gasped and grunted. Then she gave several muffled squeaks and said, "I’m cumming, boys. Watch a woman cum."

The boys watched in wonder as Laurie convulsed and drooled more goo down her thighs. Two minutes later, Cindy screamed that she was cumming, which she did, vigorously. To the boys‘ wonder, Laurie came again. This time it was obviously more intense. So much to learn!

Laurie composed herself, answered the boys’ many questions, then asked Jenny to introduce Paul to anal delight. Cindy would recuperate a bit, then initiate Tommy.

With a tiny bit of fear and reluctance, Paul assumed the position he had seen Laurie take. Jenny hit her knees and tongued Paul’s virgin butt. Paul quivered, but he didn’t collapse. It was an incredible sensation. Tommy looked at Cindy, who mouthed the words, "You’re next," smiled, and hitched up her skirt to her stocking tops. The little tramp!

Meanwhile, Laurie was watching the proceedings as she fingered her clit. Paul couldn’t smell, taste, hear or see. The only sensation he had was Jenny’s eager tongue in his unexplored ass. After several near-death-excitement minutes, Jenny stood and slipped the manicured, lacquered middle finger of her right hand into Paul’s ass.

Paul squealed, cried out, and came. Hard. His cock untouched. It appeared that young Paul was sensitive in his asshole. How delightful!

Laurie requested that the exploration proceed. Paul was whimpering with lust as Jenny put a second finger in his secret place. Paul’s cute little cock was as stiff as it had been before he came.

Watching all this, Tommy was horribly excited. He looked at Cindy, who was stroking her cock, licking her lips and making kissing motions at Tommy. Tommy took the invitation. He crossed over to the couch where Cindy was sitting, sat next to her and began to kiss her and stroke her cock. Tommy liked it a lot. Apparently, so did Cindy.

Jenny had removed her fingers from Paul’s ass and Paul whimpered. He wanted his ass full. He quickly got his wish as Jenny put her sweet meat at his anus ring and gently pushed. Paul, the horny little devil, screamed and came again, making an even bigger puddle on the floor. Sensitive! .

Jenny fucked Paul lovingly. It was all pleasure for Paul; no pain. On the couch, Tommy was on all fours and Cindy was eating his asshole beautifully. His face was angelic, filled with bliss. He didn’t cum when Cindy fingered his butt, but he felt something he had never felt before. He felt like a girl. And he liked it.

Jenny continued to stroke Paul’s eager butt through his randy sounds of lust and encouragement. She was enjoying herself as much as Paul. It’s not every day that one fucks a virgin, after all. She reached around his hips to tickle Paul’s balls and skin his prickhead. He liked both a lot and began to make squeaky grunts that showed the approach of his third cum of the love session. Jenny picked up the pace and felt her own freight train approaching. This was going to be a big one. It hit Jenny hard and fast. Paul felt his first hot goo in his butt and that triggered an explosion in his pink ball sack. Thick cream erupted onto Jenny’s fingers as she continued to pump Paul’s peter through his girlish whimpers. Jenny’s goo welled up in Paul’s butt and trickled down his delicious white thighs.

Meanwhile, Cindy had placed her bigger weapon at the entrance to Tommy’s love cave. She pushed through the 13-year-old’s instinctive resistance and the plum-sized head popped in. Tommy squealed involuntarily, not with pain, but with wonder and joy. This was better than cocksucking! Is there even more? Through a haze of sexual sensation, Tommy noticed the end of Paul’s journey to orgasm and thought about how he would do something about that pretty butt of Paul’s when they were alone that night. Then Cindy entered him completely. Wow! That was even better. She moved in and out. The friction was excruciating, but all pleasure. You can keep doing that if you like, Cindy, Tommy thought. She did. She reached around and fondled Tommy’s sweet goodies as she fucked his virgin pucker. Tommy would never forget this moment. If he lived through it. Both Cindy and Tommy felt the pressure of an approaching natural storm. Paul saw what was happening and moved over to help. He sat on the couch and kissed Tommy as Cindy plowed Tommy’s hot ass and stroked his cock. That was the little extra that did it. Cindy squealed out her lust. Tommy stuck his tongue down Paul’s esophagus and splurted a killer of a cum. Laurie finished herself off with a shuddering scream of clitoral satisfaction.

The director called for a ten-minute break. There was kissing and fondling all around.

Neither boy had touched or even seen the girls’ titties and Paul said so.

Laurie said, "So you want to see boobs, eh, you little rogue? All right. I’ll start."

Laurie removed her blouse and bra, giving her soft puppies some air. The boys oohed at the spectacular sight. Then Jenny and Cindy showed their delicious, brown nipples and accompanying pillows. The boys’ drooping pricks regained their vigor immediately. Cindy asked, "Would anyone like to kiss my titties?"

For once, Tommy acted first. He moved rapidly, kissed Cindy on the mouth, then kissed her hardening nipples sweetly. Ever the gentleman, Paul moved to Laurie and worshiped her elegant rack. Paul could feel Jenny’s cum oozing from his butt as he kissed the firm, but soft flesh. He felt very sexy.

Tommy kissed on, looking at Cindy’s face now and then to ensure she liked it. Cindy’s girlie goo was flowing freely down his thighs as well. "You can lick them, too, Honey," Cindy suggested. Cindy purred and cooed when he did so. Neglected Jenny came over and sat on Tommy’s other side. The lucky lad now had four soft breasts to fondle, lick, suck and adore. He was almost overwhelmed, but toughed it out.

For his part, Paul couldn’t believe what a hot number Ms. Drew was. She adored Paul’s inept but eager titty kissing and brought his lips to her for some great kissing. As they kissed, Laurie rubbed her sensitive nipples against Paul’s boyish chest, while tickling and stroking his cock. It was off her schedule, but, darn it, Laurie wanted this boy’s cock in her pussy. He was hard and she was wet. She eased back on the couch, spread her spectacular legs wide, and drew Paul and his prick to her tight pussy. She placed him at the entrance and whispered, "Push."

Paul understood. He pushed and the warm wetness of life enfolded him. He had never had a sensation like that. Even his love Tommy’s mouth wasn’t this good. It was heavenly. Laurie accepted Paul’s virginal four inches greedily. She moaned encouragement and motioned for Tommy.

The girls told Tommy that Laurie wanted his cock in her butthole while Paul was in her pussy, a position very familiar to them both. They helped Tommy into position then told him to push into Laurie’s well-lubed-by-Cindy ass. Laurie lurched. Tommy lurched. He had never felt anything like this either. It went beyond all else he had speed-learned these past three days. As Cindy had done for him, Tommy picked up a steady motion. He could feel Paul’s prick stirring in Laurie’s pussy and that pleased him too. Paul smiled at Tommy over Laurie’s shoulder and Tommy’s heart fluttered with love. They pumped faster, picking up a rhythm. Then Ms. Drew began to spasm. Was she all right? Yes. She was cumming! Several times in succession. The boys picked up her heat and started their own orgasms, Tommy first, then Paul. Good golly it was intense. They glanced over at Cindy and Jenny and found them in a hot 69.

When everyone had returned to earth, Laurie said that there were only two more scenes left, which they could do tomorrow. The girls and she were going to nap and the boys could nap and practice ass fucking in their room after lunch, if they wanted.

They wanted!

After lunch, Tommy and Paul sped up to their room and closed the door. They kissed hotly, rubbing pricks and avowing their love. They moved to the bed and removed their bolero jackets, leaving them only in training bras, panties, garter belts, stockings and heels. They kicked off the heels. Cindy had slipped Paul a picture at lunch. He unfolded it. It showed Cindy on a bed on her back with her ass propped up with two pillows. Jenny was standing at the end of the bed with her cock entering Cindy’s hot ass. Another excellent idea!

Tommy made an unusual request. "Paul. Could you take your lingerie off, take the ribbons out of your hair and wash that lipstick and rouge off. I want to be your girl and I want you to be my man. We can switch later, if you want."

Paul was intrigued and complied.

Tommy had almost forgotten Paul’s natural looks. He ached for Paul’s cock in his butt and told him so. Paul ate out Tommy’s pretty butt for a good half hour, with Tommy squealing and cumming once. Paul scooped the cum off of Tommy’s belly and applied it as a lubricant to his ass. Ohhhhh, that felt good. Paul put Tommy on his back, propped up Tommy’s ass with pillows, kissed him tenderly, then moved into position for his first ass fucking.

Paul’s growing cockhead entered what would soon be its favorite place in the world. Tommy gasped, then begged for all of his sweet man meat. Tommy even said bad words. "Fuck me, Lover. Oh, Fuck me, please. Put your big manly cock up my little girl pussy. Make me pregnant! I want your baby!"

Where did Tommy come up with this stuff? Wherever, it worked on Paul. The heat. The friction. His love for Tommy. His words. Paul’s nerve endings. Bloooey! A big load of cum up Tommy’s fine butt. Tommy cried softly. "You took my virginity!" While not technically true, Cindy had been there earlier that day, it was close enough to arouse Paul all over again.

His cock popped out of the tight ring and was followed by gloppy boygoo. He mounted Tommy, kissing him and said. "If you’re a girl. What do I call you?"

Tommy thought. "Katie," he said. And that was that.

Paul said. "Girls get their nipples sucked, Katie." The rascal pulled off Katie’s bra and sucked deliciously on her right nipple. Aaaaaaaaah. That was a Katie button. Then Paul sucked on the left nipple. Katie came bloody murder!

We all have our weaknesses.

Katie remembered how Paul had reacted when fingers invaded his pooper. She got to her knees and put Paul on his back. Then she took his poop-stained cock in her mouth and sucked beautifully. Just as Paul was really enjoying things, Katie stuck two fingers in his butt. Paul came bloody murder.

After an afternoon of such delights, the five gathered for dinner. Laurie asked Paul why he was dressed as a boy while Tommy was still dressed as a sissy.

Paul answered, "We were doing what you told us, Ms. Drew, practicing our ass fucking, when Tommy asked if he could be the girl and I would be the boy. I thought that would help both our acting skills, so I agreed."

Laurie heard Mr. Burns (of The Simpsons) in her head saying, "Excellent!" She said, "I like to see you boys showing initiative, as long as it’s consistent with our acting goals. Tommy, did you like being a girl?"

"Yes, ma’am. But please call me Katie."

Mr. Burns came back.

"All right, Katie. What did you like about being a girl?"

Katie thought. "I liked giving myself to Paul. I liked being a receptacle for his hot cum. I liked kissing him and sucking his cock and getting his cum all over my face. I liked wearing stockings and panties and heels and pretty nighties. But most of all, I liked making Paul happy."

Very nice, Laurie thought. And sweet. "Well said, Katie. Would you like to keep on being a girl?"

"I would, but tonight it’s Paul’s turn and I’ll be the boy again. Then we’ll figure what’s next."

These are the finest boys I could have ever selected, Laurie thought. Tears came to her eyes. She was beginning to love these boys as much as she loved her nieces. "Paul, what should we call you when you’re a girl?"

"Beth," Paul said. And Beth it was.

After dinner, Laurie washed the rouge and sissy make-up from Katie’s face and showed Beth and her how to apply make-up properly – foundation, blush, mascara for long, lovely lashes, eye liner, eye shadow, lipstick and even lip gloss. Katie and Beth looked like perfect angels of love. Laurie, Cindy and Jenny helped them apply it themselves. All together, three good hours of fucking time were lost, but it allowed a recharge of everyone’s cum batteries. Katie and Beth waved good night and went to their room. Katie kissed Beth’s beautiful face. Beth went off to get into her lingerie of love and Katie washed off her make-up and became Tommy again. A very horny Tommy. A Tommy who wanted his prick in someplace warm and wet soon.

When Tommy emerged from the bathroom, Beth was lying on the bed on her back stroking the head of her stiff cock that was extended above her black lace panty triangle. Goo was oozing out and she was pouting her lips and wiggling seductively to arouse her Tommy. Tommy didn’t need much in the way of encouragement. He joined her on the bed, kissed her into a coma, sucked her cock until she blew a storm, then ate out her terribly sensitive ass until she came three times, each more powerful than the last. And Tommy still hadn’t cum.

His poor peter was stressed to the max when he spooned up to Beth from behind and, speaking words of love, entered her delightful ass. Beth gasped loudly and moaned, "Tommy, I love you, so much!"

Tommy took that as license to plow her pooper for a good 20 minutes, as he tickled her nipples and kissed her neck and glossed mouth. He even made her cum as he did. His boygoo drooled from its tender quarters as Beth moved to face Tommy, kissing him with the desperation of complete love for another. She kissed his neck, his chest, his boyish nipples, his tummy and his cock, licking her own poop from it, bathing his balls and sucking him to another ball-draining explosion. And it was only 9 p.m.

 

 

Chapter Fourteen – Sissyboy Week – Thursday

 

Tommy woke up most delightfully to the sight of his sweet Beth’s head bobbing on his cock. It had been almost three hours since his last cum, so he was very randy and his balls were full. Beth locked eyes with Tommy, smiled, and sucked him to a four-star orgasm.

They took their shower (another frantic, quivering, moaning ass-pounding for Beth) and dressed as sissy boys for the next-to-last time. They applied make-up the right way that morning, including lip-gloss. Even they knew that they looked hot!

What could be new today, they wondered.

Laurie was all business that morning rehearsing the last scenes. After lunch, Michael came by to take the girls to their nail appointments and Laurie did something she hadn’t done since the workshop began. She turned the television on and told the boys to watch whatever they wanted. Paul wanted to watch Katie taking his cock up her ass, but they complied.

Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang. It was Tommy’s and Paul’s admirers and Laurie’s yard boys, John and Bobby! Tommy and Paul screamed, squealed and ran to hide. They would be humiliated if their two older friends saw them in stockings, heels, garter belts, panties and bras.

Laurie didn’t seem to care. She invited John and Bobby in and called Tommy and Paul. What could they do? They obeyed Ms. Drew.

When the pretty sissies appeared, John and Bobby’s eyes got as big as saucers. They thought they were in love before. Now they knew it.

Laurie said, "Don’t drool boys. You’ll ruin my carpet. Tommy and Paul are in role for a play we’re doing. It’s only acting. Say, would you like to help us with one scene?"

Anything if we can touch those hotties, John and Bobby thought. They agreed eagerly.

"Wonderful. The scene calls for the sissyboys’ dommy sisters to force them to have sex with two boys whom they pull in off the street. Cindy and Jenny are getting their nails done, so I’ll fill in for them. Ready?"

Oh, Baby, John and Bobby thought.

"You boys sit here until I motion for you. For this play, the characters are Katie and Beth. OK."

Katie and Beth took their places.

"All right, my little ‘sisters.’ I know you’ve enjoyed kissing each other, sucking each other’s cocks and fucking each other’s sissy asses, but it’s time for you to share."

John and Bobby quivered with lust, picturing Tommy and Paul in carnal passion.

"Jenny went to the mall and asked two boys if they would like to fuck two sissies. They agreed and she brought them back. Now remember when they come in, you have to do what we order."

Katie and Beth cried and begged Laurie not to make them have sex with two strange boys. They were excellent little actresses, because they very much wanted to see how their friends’ cocks would feel "back there." John and Bobby would be their first boys, except for each other. It was very exciting!

Laurie was deaf to their entreaties and summoned John and Tommy. As the script dictated, when Katie and Beth saw that the boys were cute, they became little flirts and teasers. They shyly bit their knuckles, halfheartedly tried to hide their bare skin, batted their pretty eyes and giggled.

Laurie became the director again. "Go ahead and kiss the sissyboys. They’re not tramps. They want you to take the initiative."

John had been whacking his wiener dreaming of Tommy’s soft lips and gorgeous legs since the day he met him. The sight of Katie, with pretty lingerie and perfect makeup captured his heart for life. He trembled as he took her in his arms. She threw her arms around his neck and put her sweet head on his manly chest. They kissed. It was electric and life altering. At that moment, Katie knew that she was to be a girl for life. It was just too good to give up. John knew that Katie was the only girl he wanted.

Bobby couldn’t get his mind off the sight of Paul’s tight ass in that little red Speedo. He had milked his balls dry and cried himself to sleep convinced that it was never to be. Now Beth stood before him, his for the kissing and everything elsing. How was he so lucky? Bobby held Beth and trembled with excitement and nervousness. She looked in his eyes. He saw her long lashes accented by mascara. Her eyes were moist with girlie excitement. They kissed and Beth felt the same epiphany. She was to be a girl for life and she knew it.

John almost asphyxiated Katie with his passion. She whispered in his ear and he removed all his clothes. Bobby noticed and followed his lead. Katie and Beth had seen the boys in their bathing suits, but now they were seeing some new, choice bits. Excellent, straight, good-sized, very excited cocks. Hairy, large ball bags, filled with the juice of life. Smooth, lightly haired asses, tight and muscular. Yummy!

John asked if he looked OK to Katie. She responded by kissing him on the mouth, then slipped to her knees and licked his balls. John moaned loudly.

Beth slipped down and kissed Bobby’s boner from balls to peelips, smearing some lipstick along the path. Bobby almost came, then silently recited the pledge of allegiance and the words to Rocky Racoon. "Her name was McGill. She called herself Lil. But everyone knew her as Nancy." That calmed him down. But then Beth took his cock in her mouth and sucked lustily. Oh, my! Then she rubbed his ass as she sucked him. My, my! Then she put her middle finger right up his pooper as she dedicated her entire tongue to Bobby’s most sensitive epidermis. Bobby grunted and spewed a sweet load of goo, right in Beth’s face. His first impulse was to apologize, but when he saw Beth wallowing happily in his greasy juice, he smiled at her and mouthed the words, "I love you." Beth was very lovable.

Meanwhile, Katie was proving herself to be all John had imagined in his autoerotic revels. She licked. She stroked. She sucked. She seemed to know just when he was going to cum and what to do to delay the event until John was frantic. Finally, Katie put on a steady motion and teased John’s balls just right and John fell off the cliff, was caught in an earthquake and got hit by the love train. John didn’t know that much or that cumming hard was possible. Katie had a nice belly full of cum, a load on her face and a feeling of contentment with her role in life. John wanted to find a justice of the peace immediately.

The girls stood and kissed their boyfriends sweetly, getting a bit of cum on the boys’ faces in the process.

The director said, "I don’t think it’s polite to leave the girls unsatisfied, do you?"

The boys felt guilty but didn’t know what to do. Laurie put two pillows on the floor on each side of the room. The girls got the idea and lay on the pillows, propping their backs up, spreading their stockinged legs and exposing their sweet pussyholes.

"Boys, a gentleman makes sure his girlfriend’s ass is good and lubricated before he puts his big cock up there. The best way to lubricate a girl’s asshole is with your tongue. I presume you want to do the best for these girls."

John and Bobby looked at Katie and Beth. They pictured them in wedding dresses on their arms. They would crawl over broken glass to get their cocks in those pussies. They eagerly swore their devotion.

Laurie motioned. The girls wiggled provocatively and made pouty kissielips. The boys tore over to the girls, who got on their stomachs. The boys used their thumbs to part the girls’ asscheeks, then dug their faces in the girls’ luscious butts. How the girls squealed with joy as they were eaten out! Each noise fired the boys up, re-stiffening their chargers. The boys vowed to eat their pussyholes until the girls begged for the boys’ cocks in their asses. After 15 minutes of anal ecstasy, Jenny came hard into the top pillow. Katie followed seconds later with her own loving tribute to John’s ass-licking skill. Then they begged the boys to fuck them.

The girls moved the pillows next to each other, moved the cummy pillows to the bottom, then got on their backs with the pillows arching their torsos and exposing their soaked holes to their beaux. Their limp cocks flopped on their tummies as they held their arms out to encourage the boys to mount them. They didn’t need much encouragement.

Oh that was good! For all four of them, and the director! Each girl had a big, hot, hard cock, rubbing the sensitive membranes of her butt. Beth’s ass was very sensitive and she was hard and hot in less then a minute. She asked Bobby to stroke her cock and he complied eagerly. Katie asked John to lean over, push up her bra and kiss her sensitive nipples. He did so immediately and she wiggled and mewed. Her clitty responded immediately too. Oh that titty torture was lovely.

John and Bobby were in the best hotel in heaven. They felt every thrust and wanted to put it in their life’s scrapbook. They adored these girls, with or without the fucking. But, man, was that fucking terrific!

John felt his toes tingle. His orgasm was starting, but he never felt it that far from his cock. His hair tingled. This was going to be a good one. He licked Katie’s nipples more sensuously and skinned her clitty. She shuddered and stretched her head to kiss John. Cum leaped from her cock and she screamed with joy. John had his first head-to-toe orgasm, flooding Katie’s tight ass with his love goo.

Beth panted and groaned. She winced, globbed out four big cummy spurts, then smiled at Bobby, stretched her neck and kissed him. He trembled all over and had an orgasm bigger than all the others he had ever had combined. He was young and didn’t need to call 911. But he came close.

The boys pulled out and covered the girls’ bodies with their own, kissing them and swearing eternal love.

Laurie stood up and yelled "Cut. Excellent rehearsal, everyone. John and Bobby, you two have real acting potential. I hope you’ll come back and swim on Saturday with Tommy and Paul. I know you four boys are great friends."

This was the last thing any of the four wanted to hear. They wanted the moment to go on forever. And they certainly didn’t want Katie and Beth to disappear, replaced by Tommy and Paul. But they obeyed. Maybe Laurie had something up her sleeve.

John and Bobby went to their homes, happy about what had happened, but apprehensive about the future. John lay in his bed reliving the ecstasy and contemplating his love for Katie or Tommy or whoever that wonderful person was. Bobby stroked his 15-year-old boymeat, pretending that he and Beth were in bed on their honeymoon. In his fantasy, Beth had big boobies and she was removing her wedding gown sensuously, teasing Bobby with the greatest show on earth.

Was it to be?

 

 

Chapter Fifteen – Sissyboy Week – Friday

 

The strangest, most wonderful week in the lives of Tommy/Katie and Paul/Beth was ending with a performance of Fred Gingerman’s play, "Sissyboys." It didn’t seem to have much plot, but a lot of sex. Well, there must be an audience for that stuff.

Laurie invited a small group of her friends, six men and eight women, who watched with the same kind of attention displayed by the audience in "Springtime for Hitler," the play within the play in Mel Brooks’ "The Producers." They watched Tommy and Paul come copiously, visibly and noisily six times during the two-hour performance. Perhaps the most erotic scene of all was the finale, when the sissyboys were transformed by their sisters into girls. Gorgeous, sexily dressed, perfectly made-up, delicious girls. There wasn’t a limp cock or a dry set of panties in the house. The audience cheered vigorously and rushed the stage to congratulate Tommy and Paul. The boys beamed with pride, but wondered why everyone who hugged them seemed to be trying to cop a feel under their pretty dresses. Some of those congratulatory kisses involved tongue as well. Oh, well. They guessed it was part of acting.

Their director was also filled with praise. But she made the boys feel sad when she said, "That was incredible, but I’m sure you want to get out of those dresses and go back to being boys again." They didn’t, but didn’t have the courage to tell Ms. Drew.

Laurie continued. "There is one favor I would ask, however. One of my oldest acquaintances, Jeff Adams, whom I believe you rehearsed with earlier this week, has made a special request. He knows you’re really boys, but he is very aroused by you. Before you slip out of character, could you just have sex with him? It would be a personal favor to me."

Another trip to man’s cockland sounded wonderful to Katie and Beth, so they agreed.

"Thank you so much. He’s lying on the bed in my room. Just get undressed down to your pink panties and join him there. Leave that beautiful make-up on. It’s very attractive." Laurie kissed the little cuties and scooted them on their way.

As they entered Laurie’s room wearing only wary expressions and pink panties, Katie and Beth saw that their admirer was already naked and erect. He sat on the side of the bed and beckoned the girls to him. "This is so good of you," Jeff said. "You two are so sexy, I wouldn’t have lived another minute without making love to you."

The girls blushed with pride and flushed with sexual heat. Jeff’s cock was so big and hot and hard. Could it really fit in their little poopers? Although they had seen that big thing three days ago and even played with it, they seemed to be seeing everything anew.

"You’re very pretty girls," Jeff said.

Katie and Beth blushed again. What girl doesn’t like to hear that?

"And you have very pretty pink panties with nice little bulges in them. After all those earth-shattering orgasms you ladies had in that dumb play, I’m surprised that you’re stiff again. I must be more attractive than I thought."

The girls giggled. Beth asked, "Would you like to see our cocks?"

Showing world-class restraint, Jeff said, "Not just yet. Do you girls like to kiss each other and stick your tongues in each other’s mouths? I’ll bet you do." The girls nodded shyly.

"Would you stand closer to me and show me?"

The girls eagerly complied, kissing each other sweetly and hotly. Jeff noticed their bulges growing. As the girls kissed, Jeff reached down the back of Katie’s silky panties and stroked her smooth, warm ass. Katie wiggled in appreciation and kept kissing Beth. Then Jeff insinuated himself up to Katie’s erect right nipple and gave it a lusty lick and suck. Good golly! Katie shook and quivered at the intense combination of pleasurable sensations. She was very excited when Jeff inserted two talented fingers in her butthole and began to worship Katie’s left nipple. That did it. The excitement of the day and the arousal of being with her lover and a big, hairy man threw Katie off the cliff. She bucked, whimpered, kissed Beth harder, pushed her ass back on Jeff’s fingers and her nipple forward on his mouth, rubbed her little cock against the inside of her silky panties and blew a huge load of hot cum all over her formerly clean panties. What a relief! Katie couldn’t have held back one more second and no one even touched her clitty. Yuck, though. She hoped she could take those panties off soon.

Jeff seemed very pleased with himself. He asked, "Did you like that, Honey?"

Katie, the little teaser, nodded shyly and batted her eyes.

Then Jeff asked, "Do you girls suck each other’s pretty little cocks?"

The girls’ eyes lit up at the pleasant answer to that question. They nodded eagerly.

"OK, Beth would you come over to me, please."

Beth stood in front of Jeff. Jeff began to lick Beth’s prickie through her panties. His saliva was plentiful and so was his skill. Beth was getting very excited from the added excitement of the silky material massaging her sensitive prickhead. She pouted her lips and Katie moved over and began to kiss her.

When Beth’s excitement was high and her squeals and whimpers showed her to be near her climax, Jeff stopped abruptly and asked her to lie on her back. She moaned a little about being cheated of a bellywhomper of a cum, but what followed was better. Jeff lifted Beth’s right foot and kissed it. Mmmmmm. He admired and praised Beth’s pretty toes and hot-pink toenails. Then he sucked her little toe and she arched her back with surprise, arousal and lust. He moved on to the next toe, licking the area between each as he went. Beth was whimpering anew and saying unladylike words. When all the toes had been sucked and Jeff was giving out seconds, he asked Beth if she would like Katie to suck her cock while Jeff licked and sucked her delicious digits.

"Yes, please," Beth moaned.

Katie sucked Beth’s pretty thing through her panties while Jeff drove her wild with his erotic toe sucking. Beth was winding up for a perfect storm. When it came, she was weeping and babbling. It hit Beth in waves and wet her panties so badly that cum was oozing from the leg holes. But it was worth it.

After CPR on Beth, Katie asked shyly if she could, you know, sort of, have her toes, well, sucked too, if it wouldn’t be too much trouble.

Jeff said that he would love to do that, but since he was so aroused by loving the two cutest girls in the state, perhaps he could get a little oral relief for himself. Beth got off her deathbed and agreed to suck that big whomper while her lover, Katie got the toe treatment. What a friend!

Beth got between Jeff’s knees and took his hot pole in her mouth. It tasted yummy. He had a manly musk that Katie’s, Cindy’s and Jenny’s cocks were missing. It held a faint taste of urine, which added to the enjoyment. As Jeff groaned with pleasure, Katie got on her back and offered her soft foot to Jeff. He accepted it with delight, kissing each hot-pink toenail, then sucking each toe into submission.

Katie was in paradise. Boys never experience pleasure like this. She was being worshiped as a goddess and she adored it.

Her gooey prick began to stir again and Jeff, the rogue, was massaging her crotch with his toes. It was amazing the skill he had with his toes on Katie’s stressed balls and aroused cock. Oh, and he dug so nicely with his tongue between her toes. All this while he was getting a world-class cock sucking from Beth. It was so exciting and…..Yeowie! Holy cow! Squealllllllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "Oh, Mr. Adamssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Jeff grunted twice and almost drowned Beth with his copious cum. "Gasp. Pant. Call me, Jeff."

Moments later, Jeff lay on his back and asked Beth to sit on his face, looking toward his toes. He skinned her panties down her ass, leaving them covering her semi-hard cock in the front. "This is payback for that excellent blowjob, Sweetie." Then he stuck his tongue what felt like 18 inches into her asshole and ate her to a shuddering, squealing orgasm, again flooding her poor panties.

The girls now had two cum loads each in their panties and were wondering what was next. Jeff sat on the edge of the bed again and called Katie over. Like cutting a fine diamond or opening a delicate flower, Jeff gently peeled Katie’s panties, an inch at a time. Each bit of cum that was revealed, Jeff lovingly licked up and swallowed. When Katie’s prick popped out, he sucked and licked all the cum, dried and fresh, from her growing rod. He licked her balls clean, then went down her legs and into her ass crack to get every molecule. Katie had never been so excited. Beth was standing by praying that she would receive this intensely erotic treatment herself. Her prayers were answered. For the third time that week, the girls were in love.

Jeff lay on his back again and asked his third big question. "And do you girls fuck each other’s sissy asses?"

They admitted as such.

"Then Katie, please put your pretty cock in my mouth and offer your ass to Beth for a good shagging. I want to suck some more of your sweet cum. When you leave your treasure in my mouth. Please sit on my cock as I suck Beth. After that, we’ll improvise. OK?"

OK, OK, OK!

Hours later, Katie and Beth were lying naked on Katie’s bed, kissing and crying their pretty eyes out. Their cocks were finally limp, but showing signs that they were enjoying the kissing….and maybe the tears. After a light tap on their door, Jenny walked in. She saw the little cuties and said, "Haven’t your two little sex fiends had enough? You must have cum a dozen times already today. And what the heck are you crying for?"

Beth bawled, "Fourteen! And our lives are over!"

Jenny said, "Oh, because Aunt Laurie said you have to go back to being boys again? Is that a problem?"

Katie wailed, "But we don’t want to be boys. We love being girls. We want to be girls forever!"

"OK. Please stop crying. You’re both so darn pretty even crying. Make me happy and smile."

"We can’t!" SOB!

"OK, girls," Jenny said. "Let’s connect the dots. Did you ladies happen to notice that Cindy and I have cocks?"

[Sniffle] "Yes."

"Good. Now do you know how we got these pretty, stiff things?" Jenny stroked her cock in punctuation. The girls eyed her movements and her cock.

Beth ventured, "You were born with them?"

"Bingo! Cindy and I were once two jamokes named Ryan and David. Our mothers and Aunt Laurie are best friends. Two summers ago, when we were your age, our mothers went to get their pussies pounded on a cruise with their boyfriends. Ryan, now Cindy, and I went to stay with Aunt Laurie. Like you, she gave us every opportunity to be a girl and do everything girls do, including lots of sex. Then, WHEN WE ASKED HER, she helped convince our mothers to let us live as girls. Then she helped us get together with a wonderful organization called Prisoner Exchange, which helped us make body modifications, including these fabulous breasts, and helped us relocate. We really couldn’t live where we grew up as boys. They were terrific. Our moms were and are terrific and our lives are terrific, mostly because of Aunt Laurie. But you have to ask."

The girls trembled with hope and fear. "But, what if she says no?" Katie asked.

"You won’t know until you try, Honey. Just think about how it would be to be the most popular girls in school. Wearing pretty clothes. Having all the boys and a lot of the girls after your body. Fucking boys, girls and the occasional man or woman. That’s what it’s like for Cindy and me. Just ask. I think I see life in those overworked pricks. Are you thinking about walking the halls at school, clacking along in your high heels, ass swaying in your short skirt, all the boys and half the girls drooling and imagining what it would be like to peel your panties?"

The girls nodded and their pricks rose yet again.

"0h! By the way, did you have fun with Jeff?"

Katie said, "It was incredible."

"Did he suck your toes and make you cum in your panties, then lick it off? I thought so. I love that. He walked out of here whistling. After he stopped to see me and fill my ass with two hot loads. What stamina for his age! Now let me see those cocks. Let’s talk and make each other happy while Cindy fucks Aunt Laurie in her room."

 

 

Chapter Sixteen – Third Weekend – Transition

 

The next morning, dutifully, Katie and Beth woke up, removed their nail polish, dressed as boys, and called each other Tommy and Paul.

Cindy and Jenny had been picked up earlier by Michael and Jeff. So the boys had breakfast with Laurie, who was all chipper. At 10 a.m., Laurie suggested that the boys get into their bathing suits because John and Bobby would be coming over soon.

Dejectedly, Tommy and Paul withdrew to their room. They stripped naked, admired each other’s beautiful forms, kissed and fondled a bit, then put on their tiny, tight, red Speedos that showed off their pretty bodies and almost showed every detail of their cocks, balls and asses. Oh how they wished they were in bikinis right then, with titties and John and Bobby loving their bodies. They dreamed of themselves in silky black stockings and heels, on their knees in adoration of their boyfriends’ cocks.

When they went downstairs and outside to the pool, John and Bobby were already there, listening to Laurie saying, "And remember that the little sex business of two days ago was acting. I don’t want any of that corrupting these fine boys. There will be none of that homosex in my house!"

That about did it, Tommy and Paul thought. John and Bobby will never want us now.

John and Bobby shyly greeted Tommy and Paul. Even if it’s only "acting," ass fucking tends to alter a relationship. Tommy and Paul wanted to throw themselves in the boys’ arms and rub cocks with them, but instead, they walked over to the pool’s edge. John and Bobby watched their lovers’ asses move in their Speedos. The four jumped in the pool and began to play Marco Polo. Laurie went in the house, but found a spot to observe them unseen.

Never was the game of Marco Polo played with more touching. Everyone was very overheated when Tommy pulled himself out of the pool. As Tommy rose, the water pulled his Speedo down two inches, exposing his ass crack teasingly. Poor John was in agony. Tommy got a ball and suggested a game of keep-away. John was to be "it" first.

The ball was thrown skillfully between Paul, Bobby and Tommy until it ended up in Tommy’s hands with John in full charge at him. Tommy shrieked and held the ball behind him with both hands. John wrapped his arms around Tommy to grab the ball and all heaven broke loose.

Despite Laurie’s warnings, Tommy and John couldn’t deny what they felt. Tommy felt John’s strong arms envelop him and he held his lips up for a kiss. John eagerly kissed him, swapping tongues and trembling with love. Still in the water, John put both hands down the back of Tommy’s suit and lifted Tommy by his bare ass, kissing him for all he was worth.

John then lifted Tommy up and seated him on the edge of the pool. John peeled Tommy’s Speedo "panties" and took Tommy’s cock in his mouth. As he sucked, John was so happy and excited, he cried. Tommy squealed with love and pleasure.

Meanwhile, Paul and Bobby had followed the leaders. They kissed and removed their suits, fondling each other’s cocks and balls. They were skinning each other’s foreskins, gasping and panting with pleasure. Just as everyone except John had come bloody murder, Laurie ran out of the house yelling, "What are you doing? Oh, this is terrible. I can’t have gay sex in my house."

Tommy and Paul were terrified. Would they be sent home in disgrace? In some ways, sex with their lovers had still been worth it.

Then Laurie said, "Of course, it would be different if two of you were girls."

Finally, Tommy and Paul took the hint. They ran, their cummy cocks swinging back and forth, to Laurie and hugged her. "Oh, please, Ms. Drew. Please let us be girls. We want to be girls for the rest of our lives."

Laurie hugged them back and said, "Oh, my dearest little sweethearts. Of course you can. Auntie will help you. Auntie loves her new nieces. Now dry those tears, go upstairs, fix your make-up and put on the pretty stockings and nighties I laid out for you. Let me talk to your boyfriends about loving you properly, then I’ll call their mothers and tell them the boys will be here until 10 or so. I think you can have a lot of fun between now and then, don’t you?"

They girls covered their auntie with kisses then ran into the house to primp for a first-class fucking. Life was good.

 

 

Chapter Seventeen – Wrapping Up

 

The rest of the summer was heaven for all.

Katie and Beth learned all about being girls from experts, Auntie, Cindy and Jenny. They bought beautiful clothes, spent hours making themselves gorgeous, made love to each other, their older "sisters," their auntie (the girls discovered they loved pussy almost as well as cock), Jeff Adams, and especially, the two newest holders of the luckiest-guys-on-earth title, John and Bobby.

When Bobby took Beth, whom he kept envisioning as his future bride, to dinner at his house, Bobby’s mom congratulated him on his choice of the "most feminine girl I’ve met in a long time." When Bobby told his mom everything about Beth, his mom was undeterred. "She’s a keeper, Bobby. Don’t lose her. And by the way, that was a very nice handjob she gave you while we were having dessert. I only recognized it because I gave daddy many such a thrill when we went to dinner at grandma’s. Again, Bobby, a keeper."

Jenny continued to enjoy every moment she spent with everyone, especially Jeff, who seemed to actually be in love with her. They would have to deal with that some day, but for now, Jenny was thinking about junior year in high school and all that cum the boys at home were saving for her. And then there were all those new male teachers she wanted to know better.

Cindy had another great summer. She was especially happy that she had a role in helping Katie and Beth find their niche in life and an opportunity for real happiness. She enjoyed her time with Michael, especially when he was the sissy and she was being the aggressor. She did enjoy being the fucker as well as the fucked.

Laurie was happy but knew that the job was only half done. She had spoken to Katie’s and Beth’s mothers to explain what had happened and found them to be very sympathetic. They obviously loved their children very much. She wanted to visit them both in person, with Katie and Beth and the two success stories, Cindy and Jenny. She wanted to explain about Prisoner Exchange and to recommend that both families be relocated to Laurie’s town, so the girls could support each other and be near their excellent, loving boyfriends.

The five of them prepared for their pilgrimage and bid tearful farewells to John, Bobby, Michael and Jeff.

Since Laurie was heading to New York for her next play after her pilgrimage, she left her house keys with Michael and asked him to keep an eye on things.

Michael was tearful as he walked through Laurie’s house. He had brought the Spermstorm3000 in with him from the trunk of his car (a safe place, he thought) because he needed comfort. Not only had five of the only six people who made life in this burg livable just left, the sixth, his friend and lover Harry, had just written him from Europe to say that he was going to comply with his father’s wishes and attend his dad’s alma mater out of state.

Life was bleak. Michael found himself in Laurie’s bedroom, where he did a little work with her cosmetics and put on some of her lingerie, including her black, silky stockings. He lay on her bed, lubed his asshole and primed the Spermstorm3000. Maybe the day wouldn’t be a total loss.

Jeff said goodbye to everyone and felt real regret to see Jenny, Katie and Beth go. Maybe he was growing up, if you can call a 30-something man lusting after two 13-year-olds and a 15-year-old maturation. Laurie had told him that she left the selected proofs from his photo contact sheet in her bedroom. So he let himself in with his key and walked up to get them. When he entered the room, he saw Michael Dickson, an 18-year-old young man whom Jeff had known all his life, on his back, in exquisite drag, being fucked violently by a sophisticated machine with a large cock. Michael had found his own cock in the silky folds of his lingerie and was pulling it hard, squealing and grunting through his pretty, glossed lips. He didn’t notice Jeff, until Jeff stripped naked and stood next to Michael with his cock in prime arousal.

Michael came violently, screaming like a sissy girl, then, upon opening his eyes, screamed again as he saw the naked Jeff. Considering his options, Michael used the remote to make the Spermstorm3000 back out of his ass. He turned on his stomach, raised his ass in Jeff’s direction and looked back at Jeff in obvious invitation.

Jeff stroked his erect cock, looked at Michael and said, "Michael, this could be the beginning of a beautiful relationship."

THE END

 

 

SIDEBAR – TRANSCRIPT OF INFOMERCIAL

"Spermstorm3000"

Running Time 28:00

Copyright 2001 by Spermco, Inc., Fromage, Wisconsin

 

DISCLAIMER – The following is a paid commercial program of Spermco, Inc. Transgender Television (TGTV) does not endorse the products sold. We merely carry this program.

LOUD, REALLY BAD MUSIC

VISUAL -- OPENING PHOTO MONTAGE – Cute Tgirls in pretty dresses, stockings and heels, walking and smiling at the camera and waving.

VOICEOVER – Spermco, America’s number one line of sex aids for Tgirls presents…

FANFAIR

VOICEOVER – Amazing Eruptions!

MUSIC – Bad disco.

VISUAL – A series of pictures of the same pretty T-girls in bed, on their backs, stroking their penises to copious, powerful orgasms, with sperm flying in all directions as they wince in ecstasy, then smile at the camera

VOICEOVER – A sperm storm is brewing and you’ll want to be on the right side of it! Join us as we tell all you girls about a fantastic, new, life-changing product, the Spermstorm3000. Here are our hostesses, Vanessa LaFrench and Sissy Jessica!

AUDIENCE – Wild cheering.

VISUAL – An audience shot of 100 Tgirls. Some very attractive, some less attractive.

VISUAL -- Vanessa LaFrench and Sissy Jessica appear on stage, waving to the audience. Both are slim, pretty, very passable TGs. Vanessa is wearing a little black dress with black stockings, black, four-inch, fuck-me pumps and proper gold accessories. Jessica is wearing a white, summery dress with white stockings and heels. Their blonde hair is big and well coiffed.

VANESSA: Thank you everyone. I’m so happy you can join us for the next half hour to learn about some truly amazing eruptions and how you can have them right in your own home. We’re very excited about telling you all this, aren’t we, Sissy Jessica?

JESSICA: That’s right, Vanessa. But we’re not half as excited as some of the people we’ll see in the show. They’ll be spewing their goo for you.

AUDIENCE: Ooooooooooooooh.

VANESSA: Spermco has made many terrific products for the TG community over the years, such as the most natural breast forms ever made, books about transgenderism, including a book filled with plausible excuses for such questions as, why do I see garter tabs sticking through your trousers? Spermco also developed what has been, to date, the world’s best masturbation device, the Spermstorm2000. As you can see, it fits over an erect penis. Say, do we have any of those around here?

AUDIENCE: Me! Me!

VANESSA: The lady in the second row, yes, you. Come on down.

VISUAL: A pretty, short-skirted Tgirl walks to Vanessa and Jessica in her very high heels.

VANESSA: What’s your name, sweetie?

TGIRL: Barbi.

VANESSA: Well, Barbi, you’re a doll.

AUDIENCE: Raucous laughter.

VANESSA: Barbi, would you show us your cock, please.

VISUAL: Barbi shimmies down a pair of pink panties, removes her skirt and displays a fine six inches of girl meat.

AUDIENCE: Oooooooh.

VISUAL: Barbi holds her cock, salutes audience with it and giggles.

VANESSA: Barbi, dear, have you ever used the Spermstorm2000?

BARBI: Sure. At least twice a day.

VANESSA: Would you show us how it works, please?

BARBI: OK. You put this lubricant in it here. Then you rub some on your clitty, like this. Ooooo. That feels good. Some people like the lubricant on their balls too. It’s personal preference. Then you fit the Spermstorm2000 over your stiff prickie like this, set the stroke length and speed. Then you turn it on and enjoy. It moves up and down, simulating a good licking and sucking of your clitty. Oh, that’s very nice. It’s so exciting with all these people watching. Oh.

JESSICA: Can I help?

VISUAL: Jessica reaches for Barbi’s balls and strokes them expertly. Barbi shows evident appreciation.

VANESSA: That’s very kind of you to help Barbi like that, Jessica, but remember, our audience of crossdressers is almost all hetero. They make a big point of that. So don’t cross any lines here, my sissy friend.

BARBI: Oh, my. The Spermstorm2000 and Jessica have this poor Tgirl all in a dither. Keep squeezing those balls, Honey. They’re about to …..Oh, Aaaaaaaah [Whimper, grunt, moan].

VANESSA: Please note, everyone, that the sperm collects in this reservoir at the end here for easy cleanup. So did you enjoy yourself, Barbi?

BARBI: Very much. I swear by the Spermstorm2000.

VANESSA: At the end of the show, we’re going to bring you back and ask your opinion of Spermco’s brilliant new product, the Spermstorm3000. Here are your skirt and panties. Thank you very much.

AUDIENCE: Cheering.

JESSICA: That Spermstorm2000 is a great product, Vanessa. I don’t think anything could ever beat that.

VANESSA: Honey, that was a sperm drizzle compared to what we’re going to see in this show. Let’s take a look at…the Spermstorm3000!!!!

VISUAL: A curtain opens. Two world-class Tbabes wheel out a table carrying a device that looks like a bread maker with attachments.

VANESSA: Missy and Renee are escorting a product that will revolutionize autoeroticism, the Spermstorm3000. Why don’t you tell us how it works, Donna Pardo?

VOICEOVER: Thanks, Vanessa. The Spermstorm3000 allows you to stimulate those sensitive anal tissues and prostate the way YOU want them to be stimulated. It will bring you to bone-crushing orgasm, with or without a partner. You won’t even have to stroke your poker. It produces the world’s best anal orgasm and you won’t need a cock up your ass to get one. We know that’s very attractive to our main audience, hetero Tgirls. YOU can choose the depth, angle and speed of stroke. And you can control everything through this handy, remote control device. When the time is right, you push the red button and voila, a warm cum-like substance leaps out and fills your ass with hot juice. Just like the real thing, but without that messy gayness! There are so many options. You can choose the amount of cum – drizzle, river or tsunami – and the size of the penetration device, sissy, that’s nice or Oh, Baby!

VISUAL: Missy and Renee are busily holding up and pointing to features. As Donna describes the three sizes of insertion devices, Missy holds up three objects that look curiously like cocks. When she holds up the thick, nine-inch-long, cock-shaped, insertion device, she kisses the tip with her pretty lips, winks at the camera and gives it a parting suck.

AUDIENCE: Wild cheering.

VANESSA: Thank you, Donna, now let’s…. Jessica, what are you doing?

VISUAL: Jessica is dressed in a long slicker with a Gloucester fisherman’s hat.

JESSICA: You said we were going to be heading into a storm, so I wanted to be ready.

VANESSA: Not that kind of a storm, Silly. A sperm storm! The cum will be flying soon.

JESSICA: Oh, then I‘d better wear this.

VISUAL: Jessica removes her slicker to reveal sexy white lingerie and garter belt. Her large cock is red, angry and peeking above her little triangle of panty.

AUDIENCE: Laughter.

VANESSA: You look really good, Jess. Are those Spermco breast forms you’re wearing?

JESSICA: You’ll have to at least buy me dinner to find out, Honey.

AUDIENCE: Wild laughter

VANESSA: Let’s meet some people who, we believe, will soon swear by the Spermstorm3000. Here’s Tina.

AUDIENCE: Cheers

VISUAL: Tina is a cute guy about 30 years old. He has a hairy chest, is well-built and is naked except for black stockings, black stiletto pumps, and a garter belt.

VANESSA: Welcome, Tina.

JESSICA: Yeah, Tina. That goes double for me. [Strokes her prickhead.]

VANESSA: Tell us about yourself and the Spermstorm3000.

TINA: Well, I’m a married, hetero guy and I like to dress as a woman now and then. I wear stockings almost every day. My wife loves me very much and we have great sex, but I need it a lot, you know, and she’s gone a lot on business or doesn’t get home right away when I’m horny. So, she thought the Spermstorm3000 would be good for me. This will be the first time I tried it.

VANESSA: Wonderful, Tina. Missy will hook you up here. We’ll get you started on a slow, shallow stroke, then increase speed and depth. We’ll start you on the smallest insertion device and juice setting.

TINA: Uh, could I get the super-size on both of those, please?

VANESSA: I suppose. All right, just lie on this table.

JESSICA: Let me help you with that, Missy. I’ll just put this cock, I mean insertion device by Tina’s hot, hairy asshole and …

TINA: Ohhhhhhh.

JESSICA: We didn’t start it yet, Honey.

TINA: I know. Your fingers, just feel so good in there.

JESSICA: How did they get in there? OK. Now we turn it on. Here’s your remote control. How does it feel?

VISUAL: Tina’s eight-inch, hairy cock is fiercely erect. She is moaning and writhing. Her face is a mask of pleasure.

TINA: Uhhhhhh. Gasp. Whimper. Aaaaaaaaah.

VANESSA: We’ll take that as a good. We’ll come back to Tina in a few minutes. Mitzi, welcome to the program. Tell us your story, please.

VISUAL: Mitzi is a barely passable (if one’s vision is 20/400), middle-aged Tgirl, wearing a nightie, stockings and very high heels.

MITZI: Thank you, Vanessa. I’m married, with two grown children and have been dressing for years. I always wondered what it would be like to have real anal stimulation, but since I’m hetero, I would never find out. Then my wife heard about the Spermstorm3000 and she encouraged me to be on your program. And could I super-size it too? Schlitz always said, you only go around once in life. I’m grabbin’ for the gusto.

VANESSA: Very nice, Honey. We would like to show the versatility of our product, so would you bend over this chair, please? Thank you. Now Renee, please roll up the Spermstorm3000 on its optional adjust-a-cart. Let’s just grease Mitzi’s pooper up. Oh, you’re nice and warm in there, Mitzi.

VISUAL: Mitzi giggles and wriggles as Vanessa’s fingers lube her butt.

VANESSA: Here’s your remote control. Let’s just slip this big guy in there. Oh, you like that. Are those tears in your eyes? You’re very erect. I’m going to have to try this myself.

JESSICA: Or with a friend, Vanessa. I’m free tonight.

VANESSA: [Chuckling] You’ll be home with your wife, you little teaser. Although that does sound like fun. Hmmm. Well, let’s meet our last demonstrator. Hey, we met you before. Barbi’s back everyone!

AUDIENCE: Wild cheering.

VISUAL: Barbi is stripped to her bra and stockings, garter belt and heels. Her cock is erect and un-pantied. She smiles prettily and waves.

JESSICA: So you want to see if anything beats the Spermstorm2000, right?

BARBI: Well, that and, since I won’t have anything like the Spermstorm2000 working on my cock when that bad boy is up my ass, I thought maybe you would like to help me out a bit.

JESSICA: [Blushes] I don’t know whatever gave you that idea, Sweetie, but I just may be able to help. I presume you want Mr. Big?

BARBI: Oh, yes.

JESSICA: We’ll just put you on your back on this table with a couple of pillows and let me grease you up. That’s a nice prostate you have there. Does this feel good?

BARBI: [gasp]

JESSICA: I thought so. Here’s the Spermstorm3000. Enjoy. Oh and here’s my phone number if you have any questions after the show.

VANESSA: Let’s move back to Tina and see how she’s doing. You know, Jessica, you can just lie back and enjoy the anal sensations or you can stroke your poker. It’s your choice. Oh, my, Jessica, Tina’s stroking her cock in rhythm with the Spermstorm3000. She seems to be very close to orgasm.

JESSICA: Since this is only a 30-minute show, I volunteer to move it along a bit.

VISUAL: Jessica removes Tina’s hand from Tina’s hot, hairy, hard, ready-to-cum cock and begins to lick the head expertly. Tina squeals like a little girl and shoots an amazing amount of cum for long distances, barely missing Jessica’s face.

VANESSA: What was that, audience?

AUDIENCE: A SPERMSTORM!!!!!!

VANESSA: That’s right, folks! And thank you, Tina. Are you all right?

TINA: [Hairy chest heaving.] I think so. That was fantastic. My balls will be empty for a week.

JESSICA: I doubt that, Honey. I’ll bet I could….

VANESSA: Let’s go see how Mitzi is doing. Oh look, she’s so excited, she can barely stand on those pretty heels. And look at all that ass-juice running down her thighs. Do you think she’ll live through this, Jessica?

JESSICA: I believe I can help Mitzi too. It’s all right, Honey. Jessie will help all the cummies out. Just concentrate on what’s going on in your pretty ass and I’ll milk your pecker with my hand. Go ahead and have a good cry. Getting ass-fucked can be emotional. Goodness knows I ….Oh, Mitzi, is that a spermstorm brewing? I think it is. Wow!

VISUAL: A world-class load of cum leaps from Mitzi’s prick and puddles on the floor. Mitzi pushes the red button and her ass fills with the cum-substitute, which dribbles down her thighs. She begins to bawl and melts into Jessica’s arms. Jessica kisses her sweetly on the lips and pats her on the back.

VANESSA: What was that, audience?

AUDIENCE: A SPERMSTORM!!!!!!

MITZI: That was incredible. I’m going to quit my job and stay home with my Spermstorm3000 all day.

VANESSA: Not a bad idea. It’s a terrific product. OK, let’s see how Barbi’s doing.

VISUAL: Barbi’s back is arched, she is stroking a very red, sore-looking prick and muttering four-letter words.

JESSICA: Jessie’s here. Baby, Calm down and let me give you Jessie’s special salve.

VISUAL: Jessica takes Barbi’s lovely, but sore cock in her mouth and sucks it lewdly. Within seconds, Barbi screams, "Oh, Fuck," Jessica removes her mouth and sprays a huge cum load in a 360.

VANESSA: What was that, audience?

AUDIENCE: A SPERMSTORM!!!!!!

VANESSA: Very good! Now Barbi, how much would you expect to pay for the Spermstorm3000?

BARBI: I don’t know, but if I have to re-mortgage my house, I will. I would guess, $2,000.

VANESSA: $2,000! Audience?

AUDIENCE: LOWER! LOWER!

VANESSA: How about half that? $1,000?

AUDIENCE: LOWER! LOWER!

VANESSA: All right. $895.

AUDIENCE: Wild cheering.

VANESSA: And if you call this number and order in the next hour, we’ll throw in the adjust-a-cart, so you can get it in the ass while you’re standing or on all fours. Doggy style.

AUDIENCE: Woof! Woof!

VANESSA: I would like to thank our fine audience, Barbi, Tina and Mitzi, who all showed you just how much cum a ball sack can hold and of course, you, Jessica.

JESSICA: Thank you, Vanessa. We have one more piece of business. Spermco just called and they want you to demonstrate the Spermstorm3000 too. Lie down, right there. Now let’s get those panties off. Oh, that’s some nice pork there. Nessa. Hike that skirt up. How does this lube feel? I see you like it. Look how big you are, my dear.

VANESSA: Could I have the Big Boy too?

JESSICA: Of course, you can, Honey. Oh, look how easily that slips in. I think you’ve had other visitors. I know I have. Oh, it’s making you twitch a little. Here’s your remote. What if you do something to distract yourself so you don’t come too soon? Like suck my cock. As you do that, I‘ll stroke you like I used to when we were in school. Oops. That was a secret, wasn’t it? Oh, well. That’s it, Baby. Suck it just like that. Do you like the way I slip your foreskin up and down? One grunt for yes.

VISUAL: Closing credits roll.

JESSICA: Oh, Nessa, Baby. I think we’re in for two more spermstorms today.

VISUAL: Jessica comes in Vanessa’s mouth, cum cascading over Vanessa’s cheeks and chin. Vanessa erupts violently in Jessica’s soft, warm hand, spraying cum on the camera lens.

THIS HAS BEEN A PRODUCTION OF SPERMCO, INCORPORATED, WHICH IS SOLELY RESPONSIBLE FOR ITS CONTENT. COPYRIGHT 2001.

 

 

 

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