Author note: This is my first attempt. Maybe nothing is really new but I hope my story would interest you. Please consider also that English is not my mother tongue. I would be pleased to receive any indication that could improve the text (giulia.cam54@hotmail.it) . Thanks for your collaboration.

 

Julia The Dolly Slut

by Giulia Campi

   

Hi, I am Julian, at least I was.

I was born eighteen years ago. Everything during a lot of time was wonderful as far as I can remember.

My father was a brave man who tried to teach me how to become a strong and smart boy although, I have to admit, I was more interested in my mother's activities. I loved cooking and cleaning the house. She was happy with me as I was able to help her and was really good at doing plenty of other things too. Ironing and doing the washing machine, sewing and vacuuming for example. When I was a kid she discovered that I preferred playing with dolls. I used to build up some by myself so she bought me a beautiful doll with plenty of undergarments and clothes I could play with. I went almost crazy but she insisted I had to say nothing to daddy who might not be very pleased with that.

That remained our secret for years.

When my father left for another woman I was twelve and very angry. I considered my father as a traitor not only of my mum but also of our family's happiness. He left almost without a word. The sole thing he told me was "you are a sissy boy!... stay with your mother who grow you up as a girl!"

I couldn't understand exactly what it was all about. I loved housekeeping and playing with dolls but I didn't consider myself a girl. At that time I used to run in the athletic school team and was pretty good. All my friends considered me as a fellow companion and I was really interested in girls. My conclusion was that my father was a perfect idiot and I didn't want to see him anymore.

Then came the real problems. My mother met a new boyfriend Robert, who was an important entrepreneur in town. He was a funny man, always kidding and talking about cars. I was not really fond of his interests but he was pleasant and I accepted him… at least until my mother became pregnant. She had always wanted a girl and had always been very satisfied with my inclinations. But after some months she was crazy with joy when she discovered she was about to give birth to two magnificent baby girls.

The problem for me was that I was the fruit of her previous relationship and less a girl than the twin sisters who were to come in this world.

When she gave birth to the twins, Greta and Gwen, I understood that many things were going to change.

She was always caring the sisters and Robert was the best man for her. I started to feel bad, as I was important not more for my mother.

Then I reacted badly. First I tried to impress her and to attract her attention but she was always bored and tired. Then I began to change my behaviour. I became a naughty boy. I created a lot of problems at school, in the neighbourhood and at home. Robert tried to help me but he simply couldn't. I didn't want him, I wanted my mother. So I went on even stealing money. That was the last bad thing I did. When she discovered it she came into my room, very angry and told me that I was going to change forever. At first I didn't understand… the only sure thing was that I was about to be sent to my aunt Betsy.

Aunt Betsy was almost a stranger for me. I had met her only once when I was seven. The image I had in my mind was that of very stiff woman wearing a strict tailleur and magnificent jewels as she was rich.

Aunt Betsy was not really my mother's sister but my mother's cousin and lived in a country house near Newcastle.

I didn't want to go there, but the travel was arranged in no time and I was sent there after my mother told me "you are to stop bothering me with your kidding jealousy and become the sweetie I always wanted you to be!".

I couldn't understand the true meaning of these words but I was ready the day after and left my old family for a new destiny.

The journey wasn't very pleasant as the weather wasn't really good. We were in March and it kept raining all the time.

When I arrived in Newcastle, it was about six o'clock in the evening and dark. On the platform I saw a long womanly figure, stiffen by her attitude as well as by her tighten outfits. I was sure it was my aunt Betsy. She was accompanied by a man in a driver's uniform who stayed by her side like a sergeant near his general.

I stepped down from the train with my suitcase and the man in driver's uniform rushed to get it. My aunt Betsy arrived soon after him and welcomed me with a strict kiss on the cheek and an extravagant perfume which made me almost faint.

We didn't talk too much. She asked me how was my mother and something about my school programs. I answered that my mother was rather good as soon as I wasn't home. Concerning my school programs I didn't know much because I had stopped studying for almost a year.

Then she told me that she would propose me a new program, more attractive and adapted to me. What was she talking about?

The country house was isolated and very comfortable. My room was at the second floor at the end of a long corridor.

When we arrived I asked for my suitcase but aunt Betsy told me I didn't need it that night. In fact I discovered that everything was ready for me… even my new toothbrush.

We went down to have dinner. I was hungry. But aunt Betsy gave me very little food. She told me I was too plump and I had to lose some weight. Well at that time I was 1.68 m and weighed only 60 kg. But she insisted I had to lose at least 10 kg!

Then I started to react, I stood up and told her firmly that I wanted more food and that I didn't give a shit of her regime. The answer was simple. An instant clout almost knocked me down on the floor. Aunt Betsy was very stiff and stronger than me. Her words were very clear to my mind. "Don't try to discuss my orders! You are not with your weak mum anymore! I have been asked to change you into something that could be presentable and that's what we are going to do! If you simply try not to obey I'll punish you… very strictly!"

Her face was the image of a frightening menace that could become true in no time. So I begged her pardon and I sat down to eat my light dinner.

I was used to go to bed late after some TV. But in the country house TV was forbidden. I had to go to bed early. I was angry but I strangely fell asleep after less than a quarter of a hour.

The day after I was awakened by a maid, Victoria, who told me it was a brilliant day. I got up reluctantly and discovered with horror that it was six in the morning. I was ready to express Victoria all my rage when aunt Betsy came into the room with some clothes. "Good morning dear, what a bright day it is, isn't it?" – the sun was paling through the windows! –" let's get ready! Your new school program is about to start!" and she put all the stuff on the bed.

I stood there in my clothes staring at the garments by my side. They were made of different materials but all seemed to be woman's clothes. A red panty, a pair of black stockings, a garter belt, a bra of the same colour, a white blouse and a kind of maid uniform with frills. Then I noticed a pair of woman heeled shoes.

I asked my aunt what they were for. She answered that these were my new clothes and the uniform of the "school". At first I thought about a joke. But aunt Betsy's attitude and regard were not joking at all. As I was still hesitating she remembered me who was the chief and slapped me hardly on the cheek. I cried and she slapped me again. Then I begged her pardon and without saying a word I began taking out my own clothes as I was ordered.

Two minutes and I was naked in front of her, humiliated and shy as ever. I expected to see her very angry but she was very pleased instead.

"How my dear!... your mum was really right. Not only you are the sweetest teenager that I've met so far but you are also the most girlish too! Look at that body. Wow!... no hair at all! Your muscles are very weak, a wonderful smooth chest with funny long nipples! Your waist is not too large and your hips are very large instead!... and wow!... look at your legs! Long and smooth, very well shaped, small feet!... but the extravagance is there in the inverted balance between your front attributes and the back ones!!!... you have a very tiny cock and small sweetie balls… I dare say almost useless!!!... while your back cheeks are so plump and round, smooth and … ho! Your asshole is wonderful my dear!"

She was inspecting me like an animal!... and putting in evidence things I already knew about myself and that I hated a lot. In fact I had suffered for years because of my constitution. My body wasn't really masculine and some boys at school were always kidding me. Anyway my naughty attitude had always kept them away from exaggerating.

But there was my aunt satisfied by my effeminate body who wanted me to wear woman clothes!

I had a look at her and understood I couldn't try to resist. So, I reluctantly took the garter belt and put it around my waist. I felt strange. When I put on the stockings, the sensation was delicious. I was ashamed because of the emotions they created in me. After that I put on the panty and it was simply wonderful. The feeling of that smooth textile on my skin made me crazy with joy. I blushed. Aunt Betsy noticed it immediately and she helped me to put on my bra. Of course I had no breast but she told me we were going to find a solution. Then she took two fake silicone breast forms and with some glue she fixed them on my chest. They were incredible! I had the strange sensation of having new parts of my body! They moved in a balanced way too! And when I arranged my bra they stayed there elegantly!

After that aunt Betsy helped me with the maid uniform, full of frills… rather ridiculous but it fitted me perfectly well. On the head I had to wear an appropriated headcloth.

When I tried the heeled shoes on I almost risked to fall down twice but aunt Betsy taught me how to stay up by stiffening my back and by walking with my hips balanced womanly.

"Well… all you need is a red lipstick, some eyeliner and a bit of mascara… things like that. So told and so done!

When I saw me in the mirror I couldn't realize it was me… that funny and sexy maid was me!

Aunt Betsy was very pleased. "well my dear, Victoria will tell you what to do from now on… I am always ready to help you, but remember you must always obey and behave like a perfect and polite maid!"

The surprise of seeing myself wearing woman's clothes was vanishing and I was discovering that I wasn't in a maid uniform for kidding. Victoria came and asked me smiling to follow her.

I had no breakfast apart from a biscuit and some tea. Aunt Betsy insisted I had to take some pills as my new medicine. I was worried about them but she told me it was only to calm me down. Then I had to help Victoria in her duties. As the country house was immense, our chores were endless. During all the day I had to clean, vacuum, wash, iron, get the lunch and dinner ready, and so on. Victoria was very happy I was already prepared for housekeeping. Only my style had to be improved!

That night when I came to bed after my very light dinner and my medicine, I considered that my first day as a maid hadn't been so bad. In fact housekeeping was one of my favourite activities and doing it in my uniform was, I had to admit to myself, a must! And I fell asleep in the pink nightgown aunt Betsy had given to me.

For several months things went on like that. I was becoming the perfect maid aunt Betsy needed and that I probably wanted to be.

Thanks to the "medicines", my skin was becoming smoother and smoother, my nipples more and more sensitive but most of all my breasts were growing fast! I didn't need fake breasts anymore. Mine were big enough I could use C cups!

Then, having lost 7 kg I could show a magnificent silhouette. Aunt Betsy even used to make me wear all kinds of corsets that stopped me eating too much.

When my mother came to visit us, three months later, with Robert and the twins, she presented me as their "sister July". I was surprised at first but I was aware that it could have been a hard shock for them too to discover that the woman in front of them could be their brother.

Well, it could have been very difficult to take me for a boy. I was simply gorgeous and I knew it. My sole problem was that I couldn't have sex satisfaction. I wasn't able to masturbate myself. My tiny dick was not strong enough to stiffen and stayed there always flaccid between my legs. The only parts which were interesting in terms of sexual sensations were my now enormous butt and my round breasts that were growing so fast on my chest.

I was very scared… but my aunt Betsy relaxed me. She told me it was natural my cock couldn't be used as a man attribute as she had been giving me female hormones for months. I wasn't really shocked but felt I had to react. I tried but aunt Betsy was looking at me with such a loving regard I was shy and didn't say a word. The result of that cure were evident. My cock was so tiny and useful only like a decorative toy as well as were my small balls. Anyway there was more. I noticed they had quite disappeared in the scrotum. I was able to wear my panties with almost no bulge!

She also invited me to experiment the good sensations I could feel from the rest of my body. She taught me how to caress my back cheeks, to excite my nipples and simply to find pleasure in an alternative way.

I tried and I must admit she was right. I had wonderful moments caressing myself. But it wasn't enough for me. I was sure there was something more to do. Aunt Betsy smiled when I talked to her about that and told me I was finally ready! Ready? Ready for what?

 

My hair was long… enough at least now to have them got a perm! Aunt Betsy insisted to drive me to a beauty salon belonging to a friend of hers. Ms Carrie was a beautiful woman in her forties, very elegant and sweet with me. The girls in the salon smiled at me but were very polite.

One of them, Debbie, was ordered to help me. She had a look at me, smiled and began her job. She began by cutting my hair and shaping it into a bob, then she changed the colour into a darker black and then came the perm!

I felt like a perfect doll, anyway I couldn't but admit my new haircut was fitting me really well!

Aunt Betsy was very satisfied and so was Ms Carrie who insisted I had to have my ears pierced. Aunt Betsy agreed and, without asking me if I wanted to, they asked Debbie to proceed. I was afraid of the pain and when she took the instrument I was really scared. But Ms Carrie calmed me down and ensured me it would not hurt too much. In fact I hardly noticed Debbie had already done the job. At that time Aunt Betsy was so pleased with me that I was offered a beautiful pair of elegant golden earrings. That present was a bit of a wonderful shock to me. Ms Carrie put them me on and I couldn't resist looking at me in the mirror. I was really very feminine and attractive!

Then Debbie came and made some manicure before painting my already long nails red.

At the end of the afternoon my transformation was almost perfect and I was able to go out of the salon without being ashamed at all. I even noticed some men in the street very attracted by my silhouette and new look.

In the car aunt Betsy told me she was really satisfied and asked me if I liked my new look. I blushed and said I did. She smiled and added "did you notice the men's reaction in the street?". "yes auntie, I answered.

well what did you feel?

I don't know… I can't realize they are so attracted by me!

Well, my dear… of course they are! You're simply gorgeous and they want you!

Want me?

Yes, sweetie… and it is time now you must experience something more feminine with a man!

With a man? What do you mean, auntie?

She told she hadn't wanted to force me in any way but it was time now for me to be the woman I needed to be. Of course I knew I had a body that could pass for being very girlish but I didn't think of myself being a girl, really! When I tried to react, my aunt Betsy changed her attitude.

"Well little slut! Have a look at yourself! Your are a boy no more, could you realize it or not? Look at your body! You have round butts and teenager's breasts! Your male attributes are useless and you loves wearing woman clothes! You have a perm, you wears earrings, your nails are long and painted and your voice has definitely changed! Do you realize all that?"

She was absolutely right!

"All I want you to do is you discover t the whore you are… because I am sure you would like sucking cocks and being fucked by real men! In fact some of my friends are only waiting for you! Do you remember the parties I gave this summer? Some male men asked me who was my new maid and were very interested in having you in their bed. Well I think that time has come to organize a new party during which you'll discover the bitch that is deep inside you and who only wants to be unchained!"

I was terribly shocked! … but she was maybe right! For months I had had strange dreams about being fucked by rude guys… and my body was the evidence I was a boy no more!

When she asked me what I thought about her projects, I answered shyly that I would obey her orders with no comments.

At that point she kissed me on the mouth and got that party organized. Anyway as she didn't want to be disappointed by me, she decided I had to prepare and to train in order to be ready for my "transition". I didn't' know what she meant exactly but she kissed me again and called someone on the phone, someone who would come in the evening.

"Well, I called my friend Erik… he is handsome and loves little sluts like you… I am sure you will love him too! Now just get ready!".

And she obliged me to have a perfumed bath with bubbles for half an hour. Then she made me have a long make up séance. Eyeliner, mascara, lipstick, and so forth… She gave me a necklace and a new pair of earrings. She combed me with care.

I wore a black corset, on my legs black nylons stockings outlined their perfect shape and were attached to the corset thanks to the straps hanging down from it. The tight red panties were holding my small testicles up inside my body and my tiny penis back between my legs.

On my feet there were a pair of red ankle strap shoes with 12 cm heel. My black bra fitted strictly to my yet innocent and sensitive breasts. Then aunt Betsy told me to put on a long red dress that was a must for a sentimental soirée.

She helped me paint in red my long nails and finally gave me a purse with no documents but some money and a box of 12 condoms in it!

"Don't be shy my sweetheart! Erik is a wonderful lover and you will need them tonight!"

Well, I wasn't shy at all… I was worried… even frightened, but I said nothing because at the point it would have been ridiculous. I was 90% feminine, to say the least and aunt Betsy wanted me to have my first date with a real man who surely would love me… well to better say who would fuck me hard!

The problem was that after having felt some fear I was now feeling something different, curiosity and maybe some hope that it will happen to reveal if I was a dirty slut or not.

Erik arrived just before seven o'clock. I heard him in the hall talking with aunt Betsy. I was supposed to stay in my room but I was already in the corridor trying to know something more about the man I was being given to. All I noticed when I saw him get out of the car was that he was a tall man with a strong voice. His elegance was evident because of his clothes and attitude. But I couldn't discover anything else. So I waited, excited like a maid.

Time was going on very calmly. Too much for me. Then I heard the sound of the little bell my aunt used to call me and I was upset. I hesitated a little bit then I had a look at my make up and excited as ever I went downstairs.

Aunt Betsy and Erik were in the living room chatting and having a drink when I arrived almost fainting to be there in front of my first date.

Erik was a revelation for me. Not only was he tall, about 1.90 m but he was also strong and handsome. Very seductive in fact. I was impressed!

He came to welcome me in a very romantic way by kissing my hand and calling me Dolly Julia. "You are simply gorgeous! Your aunt told me you could be an interesting date but she wasn't exact. You are wonderful my dear Julia. I couldn't hope such a marvellous sissy! I am sure you will be the queen of the restaurant we are going to".

I must admit I was delighted by his manners. And his aspect was both elegant and relaxing. Then, as he was really handsome I was in trance in front of him and could hardly pronounce a single word. I thought it was impossible such a real and seductive man was there in front of me just waiting for my person. Anyway he could have asked me to do anything, I would have done it immediately.

Aunt Betsy was really happy to see my reaction and accompanied us to the car, a Mercedes. She gave me a very elegant fur to put on. I was delighted and kissed her. Erik helped me get into it and he drove me fast to the restaurant.

While he was driving we talked a lot. I knew he was a salesman in town, 42 years old, always in love with sissies and transvestites. So he was an experimented man! This reassured me a little. My first date with a man not knowing exactly what to do would have frightened me more. Anyway I was still a bit stiff.

Before going out of the car, Erik asked me if he could kiss me as I was teasing him. Teasing him? I wasn't doing anything but he insisted and I could not refute. So I accepted his lips on mine and astonishingly enough it wasn't so bad. On the contrary his kiss was very good, so I let him French kiss me instantly. That was a great experience! I was shivering under his control and his lips and tongue were causing me a strange excitement. My nipples reacted all of sudden and when he caressed them with sexy care my pleasure rushed to the top. I was upset. If he would have fucked me straightway I am sure I would have let him do it with a great satisfaction!

But it was to early for that. We entered the restaurant as a normal couple. He held my hand and was very gallant.

The waiter helped us with the table and the chairs. He used to call me "Madam" and this was funny and sexy for me.

Erik ordered Italian pasta, a "canard à l'orange", a crème as a dessert and a red French wine which helped me relax and enjoy the wonderful meal and the exciting company.

I noticed that nobody in the restaurant was looking at me but as a normal lady with her guy so I relaxed more and Erik was happy to have this good time with me. We chatted a lot and I understood he was a very pleasant and romantic man.

After dinner we had another drink, then he decided to take me to his own house. I was excited and accepted with joy another kiss just out of the restaurant. He put his hand on my rear and I trembled like a young whore!

His apartment was quite elegant, although modest in comparison with aunt Betsy's home. But the atmosphere there was warm and relaxing.

I knew exactly what was about to happen to me but when he invited me to dance I appreciated his manners and abandoned myself in his arms. He was strong and soft altogether. He caressed me on the rear one more time and kissed me again and again. I was troubled and excited, so I couldn't resist when he lifted me up in his arms and carried me straight into his room.

The only reflex I had was to take my purse where I remembered my condoms were!

He deposed me on the bed and we kissed each other again. His caresses were causing a great excitement in me but I noticed my tiny cock wasn't able to react. Instead I felt my asshole juicing as my butt were put under pressure by Erik's hands.

He then asked me to undress and strip for him. I answered that I would but he had to excuse my inexperience. He smiled and assured he wanted to help me. So I did exactly what he told me. The gestures, the postures and all the pirouettes. So my dress went down, my panties too. Erik was really impressed by my tiny male attributes. "I've never seen such small balls and penis, darling! You are so feminine!... And it doesn't react!" he added as he was trying to tease my little cock in vain! "your buttocks instead are so wonderful, so round and well shaped!"

When I took my bra out, he stayed in front of my breasts and nipples with astonishment. He thought they were fake! So I presented them to him with pride and let him kiss and suck them. I shivered and was fully excited as his lips and tongue were causing me such a pleasure.

After that I stayed in front of him with my corset, my stockings and heeled shoes. Erik ordered me to stop stripping. He wanted me exactly as I was. So I obeyed.

Without being harsh but firmly he ordered me to kneel down on the carpet and to unzip his trousers. I knew exactly what was about to happen to me. I was still a bit confused but didn't want to stop, so I executed his orders in no time.

He stayed in front of me. I could see a huge bulge just at my eyes height. I unzipped his trousers with excitement and let them drop along his legs on the carpet. There was a magnificent example of male attribute just out of his boxer. When I caressed it, I felt it react like a living animal. The boxer dropped down too and I was able to evaluate my master's member. A real cock of approximately 25 cm with a huge headcock.

The perfume from it was driving me crazy. I smelled it with joy and without any order from Erik I kissed it naturally and began sucking it fully. The taste was incredibly good. Erik started to moan and me too. I licked it all along the rod and sucked his hairy balls too. What a wonderful sensation!

By my left side there was a mirror and I could see me kneeling in my female undergarments and blow-jobbing Erik. That view excited me more and more so that Erik had to stop me from making him cum. He didn't want so soon and wanted to fuck me.

I was a bit troubled as I wanted to taste his cock more. But the idea of being fucked by his huge rod helped me obey immediately.

When I knelt down on the bed Erik ordered me to curve my back and show him my butt and asshole. I did it that way and I felt like a whore!

Erik was tender and licked my asshole for a long moment. I shivered with pleasure and incited him many times. Then I was so horny I heard me asking him to fuck me! That wasn't really a surprise in that situation, but the tone I used was astonishing. I felt like a bride on her honeymoon!

He posed his hands on my rear cheeks and caressed them before putting them apart in order to facilitate the penetration. Suddenly I remembered the condoms and I asked him to use one of them. He was so excited he didn't want to but I insisted and he accepted. Anyway he asked me to place it myself on his cock.

That was really nice. I undid the box and took out one condom. Then I had a look a the strong and stiff cock in front of me, kissed it on the glans and finally put the condom on it. With delight I felt it slipping along the rod and reaching the base. Aunt Betsy had been very good at choosing them. They were extra large condoms well adapted to such staffs!

Erik was pleased with me and I knelt again in front of him. As he was too excited he didn't loose time and penetrated me with the head of his cock. I cried with a mix of pain and pleasure but when he entered me some more I had to abandon myself to him in order to accept him deeply in me. It didn't hurt too much anyway. Erik was already pumping in me and moaning. I was discovering something really good. I loved being fucked! I felt completed by that man and my tiny attributes which were balancing flaccid and useless between my legs were absolutely delicious to feel and see.

After some minutes Erik fucked me harder and deeper. Soon afterwards I felt his balls and his public hair against my skin and I understood he was all inside me. It was so goooooood! I screamed my pleasure to him and he fucked me again and again with a tremendous strength.

I was in trouble, really upset. My breasts were dancing at the rhythm of his fucking movements and causing me an incredible delight.

We went on like that for at least forty minutes. My juices were dropping down on the bed and a sex perfume was embalming the room.

I was completely abandoned under him. He fucked me the way he wanted, varying the rhythm and letting me feel all his strong and stiffen rod inside me.

Then Erik went out. I was disappointed at first but when I saw him come in front of me, I understood what he wanted from me.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and asked me to suck him and let him cum. I took the juicy condom out and I offered him another blow-job. This time I was even able to swallow most of his beautiful cock. He shivered and moaned like hell and I was aware I had a great chance to have such a lover with me to make me discover all my whore aptitudes.

I couldn't resist anymore and desired to taste his cum so I impressed a changing rhythm. I licked him with pleasure and sucked him with great demand.

Then, I felt him shiver in a strange way and as I sucked him more he let his cum flood into my mouth. The quantity was impressive. I wasn't able to contain all its cum but I swallowed the most I could. It was salty and smelled so good. That was a revelation! I found it delicious and understood for the first time that I wanted to be fucked and to drink milky sperm for all my life!

It was a great satisfaction for me to suck his cock dry. Erik was still moaning at every touch of my tongue and I was feeling proud to have offered him such a sex pleasure.

We stayed lying on the bed for a long time chatting and caressing each other. He kissed me a lot of times playing with my buttocks and my nipples. I was really horny and looking forward to see his huge cock stiffen again. As he was a bit late for my desires I asked Erik if I was allowed to suck him again. He smiled and answered "Of course my sweet little sissy whore, of course you can!"

I smiled at him and took his flaccid cock between my fingers. His male member was about 15 cm long and it was a pure delight to play with it. I masturbated him a little bit, then kissed the glans and finally started sucking him with pleasure.

It was reacting well, growing in my mouth while I was kissing, licking and sucking good. Erik was visibly enchanted by my servile and submissive attitude.

The taste of his cock was an incredible aphrodisiac for me. And as I was able to tease him so well I was really excited again. My asshole was trembling with pure joy and my nipples were longer and longer.

When Erik was ready again I took another condom and by positioning myself on the back, I lifted my legs and offered him my sissy hole to my lover. He bent and French kissed me before, then he penetrated me for the second time that night. As my asshole was virgin no more and my bowels were lubricated so well he slipped inside me with no effort. No pain for me, only a great pleasure of feeling it fuck me deeper than before. He drove his cock straight to his limits and began pumping harder and harder knowing that he would contain his cum for a long time. So I began moaning like a slut and incited him to fuck me quicker and quicker.

Sometimes he continued to bend and kiss me but for most of the time he did his best to make me feel all his male strength.

I was upset and delighted. That was what I really wanted! I had never had the opportunity of fucking a girl but I was sure I couldn't have experienced such a great sensation.

My own ridiculous cock was even smaller now and absolutely useless. The dimension I saw, the difference between his cock and mine was so enormous that it was obvious he had to fuck me. I wasn't properly a man, never been in fact, but now that my breasts were dancing on the rhythm impressed by my fucker it was clear in my mind that aunt Betsy was surely right. I was a slut, a whore, a sissy boy transformed in a shemale and so happy to have been!

After a long fucking service Erik asked me to place my body on one side and started fucking me holding my left leg and impressing a superb rhythm. My asshole was all juicy and he slipped inside me like in a pussy, maybe even better. Then he laid down on the bed next to me and kept on fucking me from behind. In that position he could play with my breasts. My nipples were so sensitive he doubled my pleasure by playing with them too. When he kissed me in my ears and neck, I felt I could climax … well, at least if my cock would have been able to stiff a little bit. Anyway my pleasure was extreme as was his effort to let me feel all his long rod inside me.

After maybe half an hour like that, he asked me to change position. He laid down on his back and I impaled myself on his staff before starting to dance on him. I was showing him my butt going up and down along his rod. He began playing with my breasts again, torturing them with his strong hands and giving me an immense joy. I was proud to offer myself to the male man who was fucking me so well. When I accelerated, my small penis and my minuscule balls were allowed to dance freely and their rhythm and their sound were intoxicating for me. I couldn't resist and when Erik started to move his hips to help me being fucked I cried aloud all my pure delight.

We went on like that for a very long moment. In spite of my efforts I wasn't tired at all. I loved being fucked that way. I could feel all his long rod deep inside me and felt free to be the whore I wanted to be!

Then Erik asked me to change position again. I was still on him but showing now my face and breasts to him. I continued dancing on his huge cock, lovingly impaled and he used to smile at me and to incite me all the way. His hands on my breasts and alternatively on my butt were driving me crazy and I loved that a lot!

Sometimes I accelerated the rhythm and danced violently on him, then I used to calm down and kiss him on his hairy chest, sometimes I danced in a more balanced way and caressed his body with a great satisfaction.

Then I experienced the most beautiful revelation of that first love night. While I was dancing down on his rod I felt a strange sensation all inside me. As it was good, I accelerated again and I felt a strong shiver between my asshole and my small balls. His cock was causing me such a pleasure that I shivered more and more. Finally the miracle happened. Although my tiny dick was still flaccid a milky spurt of sperm came out of it, then another and another. I was cumming! And in a quantity never seen before! The sensation too was so intense I was about to faint! I shouted my pleasure and my love for Erik as I was shivering with pure delight!

I couldn't even imagine it might happen… but there I was, lovingly impaled and still squirting some drops of sperm on Erik's hairy belly! What a wonderful sensation!

Erik lifted and kissed me adorably. Then, we stayed calm for a while tasting this magic moment together. He caressed me and I kissed him telling all my love and talking about my extraordinary experience.

After a long moment I realised that he was still inside me and needed to fuck me till his cum. I was so in delight I would have pleased him in any way. So when he asked me to kneel down, I let him fuck me doggie style.

The sensation was now better than ever. I really felt like a whore. He fucked me hard for a very long moment and before unloading his cum, he came out of my asshole and asked me to drink his sperm again. I was crazy with joy! I sucked him with great care in order to prolong our pleasure and finally made him flood his male juice into my avid mouth. It tasted so good I drank it all this time and sucked his rod dry for some minutes too.

It was about four in the morning! We had been making love for about three hours! I was a bit exhausted but so happy! Erik was a magnificent lover and I was a real slut!

We fell asleep after a while and was so thankful to Erik to have been my first lover.

The day after I awakened at about half past ten. Erik wasn't in the bed. I heard some sounds in the kitchen and smelt some coffee getting ready.

I went to the loo, had my normal shit and piss then had a sweet hot shower. When I returned back to the bedroom Erik was waiting for me with a good breakfast. I smiled and kissed him lovingly, thanked him for the wonderful night and had a very light breakfast as I had been used to by aunt Betsy.

We chatted for a while then he asked me if I was in a hurry. Of course I wasn't. So, he French-kissed me again and asked if I wanted to make love with him before leaving.

What a charming man! As an explicit answer I knelt down doggie-style and offered my butt and my asshole to him. He was already teasing and his hard cock was so strong he penetrated me a bit nervously. I abandoned myself to him and helped by moving my hips in harmony with his pumping movements. I immediately felt so good and moaned all my love to him. He went on fucking me for a very long time, pumping in and out his massive rod. My sweet asshole let fall juicy drops on the bed and a sex perfume embalmed the room again. I was in love with him and offered more and more of my butt to him while my breasts were dancing according to his rhythm.

His fucking lasted at least half an hour, maybe more, anyway at that time I realised he wasn't wearing a safe condom. I was a bit afraid of it but it was impossible for me to stop now! The pleasure was so great, and the sensation of his skin a pure delight!

Then Erik accelerated and I felt he was about to cum. So I begged him cum in me. He pumped in harder and harder and then climaxed flooding tons of hot sperm into my bowels. I was sooooooo good! I cried all my pleasure and kept my asshole tight to his rod in order not to lose a single drop of his wonderful cum.

We stayed there still for some minutes and enjoyed this magical moment. Then I let him come out of me and I immediately licked and suck his cock dry. As I was so horny, I inserted my finger in my opened asshole and collected his milky sperm from inside in order to drink it all.

Erik was astonished and thankful. "You are a real slut, my sweetie! I am sure your aunt Betsy will be proud of you… I'll tell her all about you and you'll find our future experiences will be better!"

Better than that? I was so excited I wanted to know more but Erik didn't tell me. I insisted but he was inflexible. So I was asked to dress and get ready.

An hour later we were in front of Betsy's country house. Victoria welcomed us with her natural strict attitude. Aunt Betsy was in the living room reading a fashion magazine. She smiled and welcomed me. " Julia! You look so cute! And according to your expression you feel better now than you did yesterday at this time! I am sure Erik was a charming loving man, wasn't he?"

I smiled shyly and nodded. Yes he was but I didn't tell her I was in love with him. I didn't know how she would have reacted.

Aunt Betsy told me to go and have my dress changed in my maid uniform. I obeyed immediately and while I was going upstairs to my room I heard them chatting.

When I was in my room, I undressed quickly, put my beautiful dress in the wardrobe and took my preferred maid uniform with lots of frills to impress Erik again.

Unfortunately when I arrived downstairs Erik had already gone away. I was really disappointed but my aunt reminded me I was still her schooling maid and told me about my chores.

I thought we should have talked about my experience but as far as I could see she had got all the necessary details directly from Erik.

I was a bit worried by the fact that Erik went away without telling me when we could date again but I hoped he would come back soon to invite me for another wonderful night or maybe for a love affair.

(to be continued)

  

  

  

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