Cathy's Adventures

by

Cathy Evans

 

Chapter 5........

Andrea and I walked out to her car in the parking lot, a mild breeze blowing through our hair, our skirts billowing. I was getting to enjoy this immensely - the sensory aspects of female attire, makeup, and hair were just to pleasant to ignore. A car full of young guys from our highschool drove by whistling and shouting - "Hey baby!..looking gooood! Want a ride?" We just looked at each other and smiled, and continued to the car. The lot was almost empty when we got into Andreas car, and as soon as we sat - Andrea threw her arms around me and gave me a hot, deep, kiss; shoving her tongue between my lips. "My God Johnny...I can't believe what happened....why did you DO that?" I was silent for a minute before coming up with an answer - I wasn't entirely sure myself! Partly for Andreas sake - to get really good compromising photos - and maybe somewhat because I wanted to see what it was like to have a dick in my mouth, playing the part to the maximum. " I don't know Andrea," I answered, "things just kind of got out of hand. But I bet he never bothers you again!" "Yeh," she replied, "but now he's crazy about YOU!...what are we going to do about that?" "Ohhh..we'll think of something....don't worry about it now. Let's go.....we promised Vicky we'd let her know how it went", I whispered. Andrea smiled devilishly, "Okay...but you drive....I think you should be payed back a little." I got out and went around to the drivers side of the car as Andrea slid across the seat. I drove out of the lot and shortly got on the highway to Vickys house at the other end of town - about 15 minutes away. Andrea sat as close as she could without attracting attention, but very sensuously caressing my leg, and gently rubbing my dick through my panties. Pretty soon she had my skirt up around my waist and her hand inside my lace panties, pumping my dick and panting feverishly. " Oh damn!" she said, "I can't wait anymore.....I have to have your dick in my mouth or I'll go nuts!" With that, she took a quick look around for cars to near us, and seeing none -flipped her silky hair up and dove onto my rock hard cock, sucking wildly on my nob and up and down its length, licking my balls, and back up to engulf the whole thing in her hot mouth. I was trying to concentrate on my driving while I had one hand tangled in her luxurious hair and the other barely on the wheel. This wasn't going to take long at this rate. "Jeez Andrea," I moaned, "ah shit...easy.. oh damn that's good!....oh shit baby...I'm going to come any time!...ahhh here it comes!" She was sucking like a vacuum cleaner, taking every inch of me deep into her throat, her saliva flowing past her lips and tongue over my balls. As I started shooting into her mouth in violent spurts, she moaned from deep in her chest, "UUUUUHMMMMMMMMMM ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM .... MORE! GIVE ME ALL YOUR COME BABE...UMMMMMMMMM!" lifting her mouth off my cock just enough to gurgle her words before taking another fountain on her lips - which she promptly licked off and engulfed my cock again. She kept her head in my lap until I went soft, still sucking - trying to get a little more cream to swallow. When she could get no more, she wiped me dry with a hankie and gave me an evil smile over her shoulder. "Gee..", she laughed, "do you think Vicky will be upset there's no cream left for her to drink?" I ran my fingers through her silky hair as she brushed her hair over my cock, wiping a bit of my cream off her cheek - which she immediately sucked off my finger. "Ohh.." I teased, "I can always work up a little cream for Vicky!" She gave me a sexy smile, "you little slut!" and growled as she nearly CHEWED my cock into her mouth. "UUMMM! (slurp!) UUMMM! (sluurrrrp!) TAKE THAT!" , she gurgled laughingly. Andrea tucked my cock back into my panties and pulled my skirt back down; she sat up and ran her fingers through her hair to fluff it up, then put on some fresh lipstick - most of what she had on before was now coating my DICK! She suddenly got very quiet and serious, just before I pulled into Vickys block. "What are you going to do about Cindy?" she asked quietly, "I don't know what I'll do without you......you know how much I love you! And she can't make you as pretty as I can!" " Andrea", I whispered, "you and I have shared something nobody can take away....whatever happens with me and Cindy - and I'm not sure right now if I WANT anything to happen - I'll ALWAYS have time to be with you.....like Vicky.....and if she DOES see things more clearly and objects.....too bad. She's had her other life BEHIND my back....I'll be UPFRONT about us. Okay?" I saw her wipe a tear from her eye before she turned to look at me...."I need you, my love.....there's never been anyone LIKE you in my life, and I don't care to look for another one right now." I couldn't think of anything to say.....I was pretty much overcome by her words. This was getting very complicated now, first with Cindys mom pledging to make me 'happy' whatever our relationship, and now with Andrea. The problem was that I could have a serious relationship with Andrea, while Vicky - despite her sexual appetite - was simply too old to seriously consider as a mate- however wild it could be for a short time.

I stopped in front of Vickys/Cindys house a moment later. We sat quietly for a second as I contemplated my options. Andrea sat quietly and said nothing to intrude on my thoughts. Finally..I looked up and gave her a smile, flipped my hair back and said, "come on....I might as well get it over with...she's home." I rang the bell and Vicky answered the door. At first it looked like she didn't recognize me...but when she saw Andrea...she knew for sure it was me. She stood open-mouthed and pushed open the door to let us in. As we stood in the foyer, Vicky looked me over up and down, the shook her head and said softly, "you are just amazing.....turn around honey, let me see you! God, that dress looks sensational on you! I'm glad you chose it. And Andrea.. that wig looks even better on him than the long one....much more classy and feminine!" She stepped forward and hugged me close to her, and kissed me warmly. "Cindys out back....should I call her hun?" "I'm not sure what to do Vicky....can she handle seeing me like this again? I feel very comfortable like this - thanks to Andrea - can she deal with it", I asked softly. Vicky thought for a moment before answering. "Honey...I just don't know...we had a long talk last night about you. She regrets what she said to you I'm sure, but whether she can handle it again...well...I just don't know. You two are just going to have to sit down and discuss this matter alone....no offence Andrea...I care a great deal about you, and I think you've been wonderful to Johnny...me too...but..Cindy IS my daughter, and I'd LOVE to have Johnny for my son-in-law. Of course, Johnny, I don't want to see you get hurt by her either. She HAS seen other boys behind your back as you know." Andrea had by now stepped beside me and had taken my hand in hers, gently squeezing it affectionately. Finally she spoke up..."go ahead Johnny", she said in a bare whisper, "go talk to her. I'll stay in here with Vicky. I want you to be happy baby, and if that means you stay with Cindy...I'll have to deal with it. Vicky and I both stared at this sensitive, beautiful girl. Words couldn't express the love I felt for her at that moment. Vicky took her in her arms and walked her to the couch and sat with her...I could hear the sobs coming from deep in her chest.

I headed to the back door and stopped a second, collecting myself before stepping out to see Cindy. She was in the hammock facing away from me, and I stood quietly and looked at her. As usual...the incredible hair hung free over the edge of the hammock...swinging softly with its motion...my dick starting to stir at the sight of her. DAMN! Why did she affect me like this? I both loved her....and hated her. "Mom?....was someone at the door?.... Mom?...." I said softly, "it's me Cindy" just as she turned around. She stood up and stared silently for what seemed like 5 minutes before silently walking up to me..touching my face lightly with her hand..and slowly putting her arms around me. "Johnny... Cathy... what do I call you now anyway?" she asked as she drew back and stared into my face. "My name was, is, and always will be Johnny, Cindy", I replied softly, "this is just another part of my personality. I can let my feelings show like this. You women won't allow your men to show emotion..or cry...or just show WE have feelings too. You want us - EXPECT us - to always be strong..without emotion..detached. And then you criticize us for HAVING no feelings. What do you want from us....from ME? Can't you understand that sometimes WE need to be held in your arms...or to show OUR emotions, without the fear that you'll think we're weak, pathetic wimps? Cindy...we..I..have feelings!....don't you realize how much you HURT me last night? I did this all for you because I thought it was what YOU wanted, ....I admit I had fantasized about what it would be like to be a girl for a while....I think most men do - but dare not admit it - but basically, this was your idea! So what do you do.....you make me feel like.....well, let's just say you HURT me deeply. Thank God Andrea was there to share my hurt with...and I won't hide from you that we made love last night. Too bad you can't be as honest with me." She looked at me with shock..and fear.. in her eyes. "Did you think I didn't know Cindy? Your own MOTHER told me what you were doing! How many other guys have you done your little tricks with Cindy? I always believed that was special for me! Who else did you practice on?" She looked down at the ground, unable to face me. "No one Johnny....I never went all the way or gave a blowjob....OR hairjob as you like to call it...to anyone else. I don't know WHY I went out with them.....maybe I just wanted to feel like I could get other guys if I wanted to...I don't know. But I DO know I still care about you very much. I'm having a little trouble with you looking like you do as Cathy...but I DO care for you. Please Johnny...give me some time to deal with this? I don't want to lose you...really....but it's HARD

to deal with a guy who looks better than half my friends like Cathy does!" "It's not hard for Andrea, Cindy....not hard at all. She loves me enough to tell me to go and talk to you like this while she's inside with your mother CRYING for Crissakes!" Now it was Cindys turn to shed a few tears. She turned away and said softly "can you give me a few days to think, Johnny? I don't have to think about how I feel about you...I know I love you....but about... OTHER things?" I started to turn to walk away, then stopped and said "Cindy, if you have to THINK about it....you can't handle it. Forget about us...I don't think it will work out. I haven't heard anything about you're being sorry about running around behind my back, either! Good-bye Cindy..." I turned and opened the door and Cindy called after me, "Johnny!...PLEASE!....give me some TIME!" I stopped and looked over my shoulder, "Tomorrow Cindy....call me by tomorrow. I'll be at Andreas...call me there. Good-bye." As I again turned to leave Cindy called again, "Johnny......Cathy......you look wonderful. Really...I mean that....you really do! Bye darling."

Andrea drove as we left for her place. She was very quiet....as if she was afraid to ask what had happened with Cindy. I was equally quiet...staring out the window..lost in my thoughts again......trying to come up with some way out of this mess. Cindy and I had gone together since we were in Junior High, and had known each other since the first grade. Our families always assumed - as did we- that we would someday get married and start a family. We just sort of...fit...you know? Plus..we had been experimenting sexually since we were maybe 14 years old, and knew each other intimately. At least I thought I knew her. It was very hard to reconcile the sweet girl of the past with what had happened to my Cindy. I genuinely loved her deeply - but in what sense I wasn't sure now. I cared a great deal about her...seeing her cry, or upset, or whatever just got to my guts. But I was now having some serious doubts about her feelings for me and my needs. Andrea - on the other hand - just aroused the base instincts in me. When we made love it was like two animals in heat - I couldn't get enough of her - or she of me apparently! While I felt some guilt over being intimate with another girl, at least I didn't try to hide it from Cindy, and I felt I told her why I spent time with Andrea. I felt very badly about Cindys good-bye 10 short minutes ago, it sounded like she was really sorry...that she still cared..and regretted the things she had said to me in anger. But still.......Oh SHIT!...WHAT SHOULD I DO!? Andrea was a wild woman making love, and she understood fully - and supported with pleasure - my new found 'hobby'. Cindy - while more restrained sexually - could push all the right buttons, so to speak, and she took equal pleasure in my favorites forms of sexual pleasure. Plus....there was that HAIR!, the focus of my lust for years, what I dreamed about continuously. And then there was Vicky.....imagine Vicky as my mother in law! At the least, should Cindy not be able to enjoy my new passion with me...maybe she would understand her mother doing so - since Vicky took GREAT delight in dressing me up. This was too hard........

Andrea has remained silent during the ride, occasionally glancing over at me and putting her hand tenderly on my leg, but still quiet. When we arrived at her place - I looked over at her sitting quietly behind the wheel. Then I noticed the heaving of her chest, and the tears start to flow. She opened her door and ran to the apartment, fumbling in her purse for her keys and going in. I ran - as well as possible in heels - after her, and found her sobbing horribly on the couch. I felt so bad I didn't know what to do and stood like a jerk watching helplessly. I then went to her and sat gently next to her, brushing her hair from her face and taking her hands. She threw herself into my arms , still sobbing furiously."Oh God Johnny...what are we...you..going to do! I can't bear the thought of you leaving here - even to go HOME! She looked into my face with tears streaming down her pretty face. I caressed her hair and kissed her lightly all over. "It's Okay baby....I don't see Cindy doing a 180 on this, shes gone too far to come back. I told her I would continue to stay close to you - in any way she cared to imagine - even if we DID get back together. I don't see her going along with that - she's not that open-minded. I have to be honest with you though - you know I care for her with my soul, we've been part of each others lives as long as I can remember - so if she decided she could handle the situation as I have explained it to her, I have to tell you I would most likely take her back." "But Johnny...after what she SAID to you...how she HURT you....HOW could you do it?", she cried. "I know its hard for you too, Andrea, but I have to be honest. And....like I say, I will keep seeing you as long as you want." She continued to sob deeply, hugging me tightly to her. I lifted her chin and with a smile I didn't feel, kissed her softly on her mouth. She seemed to melt in my arms and began to kiss me back passionately, pushing her tongue into my mouth and mashing her breasts against my chest. After a few minutes of passionate kissing - Andrea pulled back and looked into my eyes. " Baby...lets go to my room....I have something special for you. I need you now." We got up slowly and walked to her room, arms around each others waists, her head on my shoulder. When we entered her room, Andrea stopped and faced me again, smiling and kissing me softly. She brushed my hair back from my face and smiled through her tears. " Your makeup is a mess Cathy," she whispered, "why don't you sit at my makeup table and make repairs while I get your surprise?" I smiled back and nodded, "Okay baby, if it will make you feel better." I sat down and chose one of her many lipsticks and applied a fresh coat, brushed on a little more blusher, a bit more eye shadow, and put a little matt powder on my nose and here and there on my neck and face. I turned this way and that to examine how I did and was pleased with the result. Then I took a bottle of her best perfume and sprayed a little on my neck, into my false cleavage, and lifted my dress to spray a little on my groin. I picked up a brush and had just begun to brush out my hair when I heard Andrea come back from the other room. I heard her chuckle softly, "Very nice Cathy...you're getting to be very skillful - but you won't need to brush that wig. Here.....try this one on." She walked to me holding a beautiful long red wig on a form. It didn't have a glue band like my good wigs, but it really didn't need one - this one had one purpose only - sex games! It wasn't real hair like the others - it was a synthetic fiber - and was as soft and fluffy as if it were real, very silky feeling, and was styled in a very sexy and full pageboy,with thick, layered bangs that swept to the sides where they flowed into the pageboy. The top was cut shorter and fuller for some height. It would fall to my shoulders easily and curve gently around my face, framing it in red. I took it and swung the long hair around to see how it moved - just like Cindys, but the same color as Andreas. "Like it?.....I had it made special for you by a friend. When we get a chance - she'll come over and fit it and shape it just for you." She smiled and held out a package, " this is the rest of my surprise, I hope you like it too." I opened the package - it was a peignoir set in red and black lace, along with black sheer stockings. It was outrageous - and I LOVED it! I smiled up at her and stood to kiss her in thanks. I could see her spirits were getting higher already. "No No," she whispered, "you'll mess up your makeup again. Let me take off your wig, then I'll help you with the new one...and THEN!.....you can strip for me and put on your peignoir!" We both laughed easily - I knew she enjoyed this as much as I - and I didn't feel the least self-conscious about her suggestion. "Okay hun...you get undressed and get into bed and I'll strip for you" I laughed. She squealed with delight and quickly stripped down to her camisole and tap pants of electric blue silk, and sheer black stockings with built in garters to hold them up. She looked ravishing as usual. I took a deep breath and tried to remember some of the moves I had seen her do for me. Andrea was beaming brightly and clapping as I did some slow sexy turns and unbuttoned and slipped out of my dress. It felt so great I almost hated to remove it...but there was always another day...and Vicky said it was mine to keep. Soon I had stripped down to nothing but my breast forms - bouncing realistically as I moved - and my thong. When I took off the stockings, I peeled them off one at a time and threw them at Andrea as she cheered my performance. Then I slipped into the lacey, high cut crotchless panties, bustier, and gown from the peignoir set. Andrea had a wild look on her face as I slowly swayed over to the bed - she looked like a wild woman! As I climbed onto the bed where she reclined against the pillows, I slipped my dick out of the thong and let it stick free out of my open crotch panties. Andrea was breathing heavily as I slowly slid up the bed to her, her eyes wild with lust. I covered her with my body, and as I leaned over to kiss her, my new hairdo fell over her face like a blanket, the red hair joining to block out all light. It was like we were in a cave of hair and felt great. We kissed passionately, Andrea moaning deeply "Oh baby.....you're too much. I love you so much, doing this for me. I love to dress you up and put great hair on you - I know how great it makes you feel. From then on it was an hour of flying hair and moans and groans as we sucked and fucked ourselves silly. I licked her pussy until she came at least 5 times, finally throwing me off and diving down to swallow my bursting cock. My cock was all the way down her throat when I shot the first load - I could feel her throat muscles as they tightened around my cock when she swallowed the load. I was pumping spurts continuously as she slid it from her throat to her hungry mouth - letting my come fill her mouth, the opening it so I could see all the cream before she smiled and swallowed it down. She did that 2 more times - the 3rd time, she pulled my face down and let some of my come drip into my mouth, then we passed the whole load back and forth between our lips before we each swallowed part of it. When we were both totally exhausted, we slid between the covers of the bed and held each other as we drifted off to sleep, our 2 masses of red hair mingling on the pillow. Andrea reached down to hold my cock in her hand as she fell asleep.

We woke Sunday morning early, waking up in each others arms. Andrea looked at me and smiled. "Your makeup is a MESS!", she said, "well- we'll have to fix that won't we" She laughed easily and unselfconsciously. I did my best to remain calm. "What do you mean, Andrea", I said. "It's been 3 days since I've been home! And all 3 days I've been madeup and dressed up - 4 different wigs; 3 outfits; 2 different lingerie outfits!" I was laughing as I made a valiant effort at protesting. "What are you trying to do......make me totally feminine?" She giggled and made a fuss of trying to straighten out my wig, which was by now a total wreck! "Come on, Andrea, give me a break! I forget what it's like to wear flat shoes and jeans, for petes sake!" Now we were both giggling! "Oh, my poor baby!....maybe I'll dress you in something a bit more casual today - will that make you feel more masculine?" Andrea teased. " Andrea - really - I haven't been home in 3 DAYS! COME ON! This was only supposed to be a casual thing - not every day! How am I going to explain this? I have to go to work tomorrow!" I protested. "Oh come on hun, call your boss and tell him you're sick or something and will be out all week! Come on - PLEEESSEEEE!!!! I'll make you feel so GOOOOOD! I have a whole closet FULL of beautiful things for you to try on.......and ......I also have a shelf FULL of beautiful wigs that will look FABULOUS on you! Come on, for me???" Andrea embellished her plea by sliding down my body and sucking my dick into her mouth while she stared into my eyes. She took my dick out of her mouth long enough to whisper "I'll make you very happy if you do!" Ah Shit! I laughed and pulled her up to me, "Okay you nut....Okay. Shit...I must be crazy myself.....I'm going to be a girl for a week!" Andrea squealed with delight and hugged and kissed me all over. "Oboy...this will be GREAT!" she laughed, "A whole WEEK of fun......come on...get into the shower with me so we can get started!" "Oh shit..." I said after a second, "what about Cindy...she's supposed to call me!" Andrea hesitated only a second, "Sooo, she'll call you here.....it will give you the chance to see if she's sincere about her love." "Yeh," I said softly, "I guess you're right...you just behave yourself, you hear!" We laughed together and headed for the shower.

We had a relaxing shower together, then I soaked in the tub of bubble bath for another 15 or 20 minutes while Andrea dried her hair and did her own makeup and things. " Okay!...I'm ready for you now!" she called, as I was walking into the bedroom. "Time out", I said with a smile. "I think it's time I picked out my own outfits, don't you?" She smiled coyly and nodded yes. "You can do may makeup, and style my wigs - which I will choose by the way - and do the incidentals I don't know anything about....but I will pick out what I want to wear each day - agreed?" Andrea laughed excitedly and clapped her hands, "AGREED! This will be a blast! Sit - let's glue on your breasts first..then I'll do your makeup and nails...the I'll go out for breakfast or something while you pick out an outfit and get dressed! After you dress..I'll do your hair the way you want, OK baby?" I agreed and sat down to begin another day as a girl!

20 minutes later; I was made-up,dressed in panties, bra, and stockings; had my breasts glued on; and with words of encouragement from Andrea - was about to raid her closets to pick out some outfits to try on. Andrea kissed me good-bye, "I'll be back in about an hour hun....have fun...try on anything you want......and please don't get carried away and get any come on my good dresses or anything, hear?" We both laughed in the intimate manner of people who feel totally relaxed with each other. "I promise...get out of here..... Cathy has things to do!"

Alone among Andreas closets full of beautiful clothes, I went through them slowly...putting aside things I really liked to try on......dresses, skirts, blouses and sweaters, slacks (yech!), evrything she owned. I could smell her scent on the clothes...so wonderful. I decided to wear something casual like I told Andrea. Something simple but nice. After trying on just about every simple dress and skirt Andrea owned....I decided on a knee- length plaid full skirt, a white cowl-neck sweater, and simple 2 inch heeled navy blue pumps.......simple but classically feminine. I wasn't sure which wig I wanted to wear yet..but I was favoring my long showgirl wig....the one I wore to the club. I thought that would look very elegant, but sexy too. I was just finishing getting dressed as Andrea returned. "Are you dressed yet Cathy?" she called out, "I can't wait to see what you picked out!" "I'll be right out Andrea!" I answered. I walked into the living room where she stood waiting. I had brushed my own hair in a feminine style until I had help with a wig and looked pretty good...at least I thought so! I had put on a pearl choker and matching pearl drop earrings, one of Andreas old dressy watches, and a few bracelets and rings to finish the effect. As soon as Andrea saw me she jumped up and down, clapping her hands and squealing with delight. "Oh baby...you look WONDERFUL! THAT'S PERFECT FOR YOU! DID YOU CHOOSE A WIG YET? OH WOW...I CAN'T WAIT TO SHOW YOU OFF TO MY FRIENDS!" I felt so good I didn't care what she cooked up anymore. I pulled her into the bedroom and asked her to put the special long wig on me. "GREAT!", she said, "good choice! I'll put it up...it will look terrific that way with my sweater. That's just the look I do sometimes! We're a good pair!" I sat down as Andrea began the tedious process of glueing on the wig and arranging it in piles of waves on top of my head. When she was finished, the effect was terrific...I loved that style on girls I had dated....I thought it was incredibly sexy. She brushed the front across from one side, and pinned up the back smoothly, piling the rest of the thick silky hair on top in a big swirl of waves. I never felt so sexy before! "God..I don't believe how great you always look! EVERYTHING looks terrific on you dammit! Even your ears are perfect with the earrings you chose when they show like that". She pulled a few tendrils of hair down over the front of my ears to look more natural. "Honey...I have a question for you", she asked. " Would you be willing to get together tonight with a few of my closest friends? I was talking to some of the girls and.... well...they're really turned on by this scene and would love to meet you. Do you think it would be alright?? Wendy and Kim both have real long hair, and they both said they would be real `nice' to you if you let them come!" This was getting real complicated. "I don't know Andrea, I'm not sure I want to get that involved in this scene. I mean - I enjoy doing this with you, or Vicky, or even Cindy, but now you're bringing 2 more girls in on it - how far do you intend to take this? The sex is great - but it's getting a little too complicated." Andrea looked at me with a sad smile. "OK hun, if thats what you want I won't push - but the girls are going to be very disappointed. Do you feel like going out? We can go to the mall - maybe to Fredericks of Hollywood for a few things for you!" Now there's an interesting idea. I gave Andrea a big grin and said "SURE! WHY NOT! I'm confident nobody will guess my real sex now." "GREAT!" Andrea squealed, "I'll get a purse for you and stuff it with your brush and makeup, and some of your favorite perfume, then we'll go! I'll be right back!" She walked quickly to the bedroom. Just then the doorbell rang. "What the hell - nobody will make me", I thought. "I'll get it babe!", and walked to the door and opened it. "CINDY!!!" I gasped, "what are you doing here?" There stood Cindy - with a look of utter amazement on her face, staring me up and down. Finally she managed to get herself to- gether enough to whisper hoarsely, "Hi Johnny......I mean Cathy...can I come in? I wanted to talk to you, although I'm beginning to have second thoughts I think." "We were just going out...but we can talk for a while if you want. Come on in." Andrea came into the room and the 2 girls stared at each other for a minute before Cindy said "Andrea......for Gods sake, what are you doing to him? Isn't this getting a little strange now? I mean...hell, LOOK at him! And you're taking him OUT?" She looked at me again and stared for a second, then shook her head sadly. "I thought I could handle this Johnny, but I don't think I bargained for this....extreme. What's HAPPENING to you? How far are you going to go with this scene? I'm sorry Johnny, it's a little to freakish for me to go with a guy who looks better than most of the girls I know!" I gazed into her pretty face for what seemed like an hour - Andrea had come and sat beside me and took my hand. "Cindy", she said, "I know it's hard for you....but he's happy doing this....and confidentially - I'm happy to help. You have to give him time to work this out. You should know that I asked him to live with me - permanently - in whatever persona he wants.... because I LOVE him, and I can accept him no matter HOW he looks! He turned me DOWN Cindy! He wanted to give you a chance again, after the way you treated him, because I know he still loves you deep down. I'm not happy about that, but I can accept that too. And he knows that I'll always be here for him if it didn't work out. If you don't relax and give it a chance you're a bigger fool than I thought!" Andrea put her hand on my cheek and brushed her hand lightly through my bangs. "Honey, I'm not going to make any demands on you. If you want to leave with her..go ahead. I'll wait in the car for a few minutes. If you're not there in...oh...15 minutes..I'll go out by myself and you two can stay here and talk." She leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips. "Bye honey." Then she ran out of the house. I didn't know WHAT the hell to do! I heard Andrea start the car and drive off, her tires squealing. She had to believe what I was going to decide. I looked sadly at Cindy, who sat with her head down. "Why are you doing this?" I asked softly. "Why? What do you want, Cindy? We've been THROUGH this before, why can't you understand? I don't understand your thinking - you were perfectly prepared to take me out, in a way that everyone would KNOW I was a guy, and THAT doesn't make you uneasy, knowing how embarrassed I would be. Now...LOOK AT ME DAMMIT!...NOW, you....and your own MOTHER I might add, make me look GOOD so NOBODY would know, and you're UNEASY with it! Well I'm sorry Cindy....I LIKE myself this way....and if you can't bring yourself to accept it - along with the things I told you before about seeing Andrea - you can leave now. I'll miss you very much - I love you with all my heart....but I have to be what I am!" Cindy stared into my eyes as she gently brushed her fingers across my face, my breasts, and my hair. "I love your hair", she said softly, "I'm jealous... this style really looks great on you, I love it up. I've always wanted to do it to my hair but I couldn't manage it. Do you think Andrea would do it for me if I asked her?" "I don't know Cin.....she is not a fan of yours right now", I said as I ran my fingers through that gorgeous mass of silky hair, "personally - I've always preferred it like this - although you would most likely look terrific with yours up too." She smiled and gave a little laugh, "Thanks.....just two gals sitting around talking about hair and clothes and stuff huh? Oh...I'm sorry....I didn't mean that like it sounded! I....oh, what's the use....I'm so mixed up I don't know what I'm saying. What I mean is....you really look nice!....are those Andreas clothes, or did you buy them special? Did she dress you and make you up?" I looked into her eyes - trying to decide what her questions signified. "Yes...the skirt and sweater are hers, but my underwear are your moms....and I picked everything out and dressed myself. Andrea did my hair...but I did my makeup. Satisfied?" "God..this is so freaky...my boyfriend sitting here wearing my mothers underwear and my girlfriends clothing. This is so hard baby...can't you see what I'M dealing with? I feel like my whole world is unraveling!" She looked at me with tears in her eyes..."Can we go into the bedroom? Please help me with this - I WANT to understand! I just need to know you're still a man under all this! Please....let me make love to you again - and you make love to me like we used to." She whispered hoarsely, "Honey...I need your cock...I miss having it in my mouth and pussy. I want to taste your come again. Please....make love to me.." I took Cindys hand and led her to Andreas bedroom. As Cindy undressed, she watched me remove my skirt and carefully take off my sweater, being careful not to ruin my hair. I stood in front of her wearing only my stockings, heels, and her Moms panties, bra, and camisole. When it appeared she was about to ask me to remove everything, I whispered "sorry, Cin, thats it - only the panties come off now, unless you'd like to take down and brush out my hair." She stood and came to me, "you really do feel completely at ease dressed like that, don't you?", she said as she hugged me closely. " It doesn't bother you at all to be seen by your girlfriend wearing her mothers underwear?" "No," I said, "why should it? This was all your idea wasn't it? You and your mom cooked up this whole thing - did you expect me to be embarrassed? No, Cin, it doesn't bother me at all, in fact, as you can see - I've come to LOVE looking like this. I take a lot of pride in how I appear as a girl." Cindy looked up into my eyes and kissed me lightly on the lips as she slipped her hand inside my panties and wrapped her fingers around my dick. It grew instantly at her touch. She moaned deeply and fell to her knees in front of me and pulled down her moms panties and slipped them off my legs, then without missing a beat swallowed my dick down her throat, all the while staring up at my face. She slid her mouth off my dick long enough to whisper "This is unbelievable sucking off a beautiful girls dick." She pushed me back on the bed and crawled...my dick lodged deep in her throat...between my legs, then lifted that wonderful hair up with her hand and spread it over my lap like she used to. "Still enjoy my hairjobs I see," she whispered between gulps, "Do you have any cream for me?" "Always have cream for you, baby," I whispered, "for your mother too. I see where you got your love of come from, she sucks me so hard I sometimes think she's going to suck my balls up my dick." As I told her about her mom sucking me, her eyes stared into me with a wild look. She started sucking even harder, massaging my balls and rubbing my silky legs in their stockings. She took handsful of her hair and wrapped it around my legs and brushed my ass with it as she sucked. She was going crazy on my dick, taking it in her mouth until her nose was touching my groin, swirling her tongue around and around. "Get ready hun, I'm gonna come in a second," I whispered. She moaned and pumped my dick with her hand as I started shooting into her mouth. She locked her eyes on mine as she wrung every drop of cream I had into her hungry mouth, then when I was dry, she slid up and stared into my face. "Want to share that?" I asked softly. She nodded yes slowly. "I doesn't bother me to have come in my mouth - if that's what you're thinking", and I opened my mouth and pulled her mouth to mine - opening her mouth with my tongue and feeling the warm cream pour into my mouth over my tongue. Cindy was moaning and rubbing my dick again as she emptied the load into my mouth. She pulled away a bit and stared with a wild look in her eyes, "swallow it for me?" I smiled back with my best imitation of a sweet young girl with her first mouthful of come as I tilted my head back slightly and swallowed the warm cream down. I could feel it slide down my throat and into my stomach. Cindy reached out her hand and ran her fingers lightly through my hair, "you haven't had any other come in your mouth have you?" she whispered. I smiled back, "no baby...that was only for you. We don't have any secrets now, do we?" "No...we don't", she replied softly, "would you like to get dressed for me and we'll go out for something to eat? I'd like to watch you become Cathy." "OK", I said, "get dressed and then I'll get her."

Cindy got dressed quickly and sat by me as I repaired my makeup, watching intently as I reapplied my mascara, eye shadow, blush, and plenty of glossy red lipstick, then a little matt powder over the damaged areas. I took my brush, and before fixing my hair looked at her and asked "up or down?" She swallowed quickly before answering "up....it looks great like that." I gently brushed some stray hairs back into place, then brushed my full sweeping bangs across and re-pinned it behind my ears like Andrea did it. Cindys eyes never me, she was breathing unsteadily and deeply, like she was getting turned on by the whole thing. I finished with a little spray of perfume and stepped into my skirt, then my shoes. I took the purse Andrea made up for me and with a big smile asked, "well....ready?" Cindy walked to me and wrapped her arms around me. "I think I'm beginning to understand. You really BECOME Cathy, don't you? You really do feel completely natural like this." I smiled at her for a second and walked to the door, swinging my full skirt around my legs. "Coming?" I asked. Cindy smiled and ran to me, "Ok Cathy...let's go!"

As we drove away, I put my hand on Cindys shoulder and said, "Cin...you understand I meant what I said about continueing to see Andrea? Is that a problem for you? I owe her a lot....so do you, by the way. You realize if it wasn't for her, I would never have agreed to see you yesterday? Even your mom told me to forget you, you know." Cindys hands tightened on the wheel and she looked down and sobbed, "yes...I know that now. I'm so sorry about what I called you and how I treated you. Mom really let me have it the other night. About the nicest thing she called me was a `selfish little BITCH!' I just want a chance to make it up to you and Cathy. It will be hard to deal with you and Andrea but I'll try hard....I don't want to lose you again."

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Well......that's both the end and the beginning of my story. If you read parts 1 to 4 of this story, you know how the rest of it worked out. I spent the next 2 years before Cindy and I got married in a wide variety of clothes and hairdos provided by all 3 of my girls. Since our marriage broke up, I've been living with Andrea, mostly as Cathy, in another state. Vicky comes to see us once or twice a year, always with a few new outfits for me - which I have to put on right away. Of course, first I have to put on the panties she just took off! She usually stays about a week, and manages to swallow 2 or 3 loads of come a day for the whole time. I think over the years she must have swallowed at least a gallon of my come, and loved every drop! Her hair is gray now, but it's still silky soft and styled beautifully for me to play with as she sucks me off as we all watch TV before going to bed together, when it becomes Andreas turn to blow me , as Vicky watches closely, and occasionally joins in for a little more cream. Andrea even got so turned on watching Vicky blow me one night, she dove down and started eating her pussy! That resulted in a wild 69 between them, as I fucked first Vicky - then Andrea - in the ass as they licked each other, and finished as I pulled out of Andreas ass and shot my load into Vickys mouth as she licked her pussy. You haven't lived until you've gone to sleep lying between 2 sexy women,each with a hand rubbing your balls and with a tongue in each ear! Not to mention waking up in the morning with one or both of their mouth around you dick!

As for Cindy.....she married a real macho guy about a year after we divorced. Vicky says she gets knocked around regularly by her macho man, but he wouldn't DREAM of wearing a dress! Personally....if I was a girl (a REAL one silly!), I'd much rather marry a guy comfortable enough sexually to wear a dress than some insecure macho man who beats women. But that was her choice.....Andrea - and Vicky - made a different one. I hope she's as happy as WE are!

to be continued .....

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