Michelle Rose Arrives

by Michelle Rose

  

In the hallway leading to our room, Mistress Kimberly handed me the key and instructed me on my behavior and attire for the remainder of the evening. Once inside the suite, I proceeded to the bedroom where I found everything I would wear neatly laid out on the bed. They looked so sexy! I was a little sad, because I had to remove some of the lovely cloths I enjoyed wearing so much. My fingers found the snap of my skirt and released its hold. The zipper slid down with a familiar sound, while a gentle shake of my hips helped the skirt drop to my ankles. Carefully, I lifted one foot and then the other to step out of my skirt. I love the way that sounds, "my skirt". Gently, I pulled the sweater over my head and spent what time was needed to fix my hair. I took a long look at the "gal" in the mirror and anticipated Kimberly's embrace. As instructed, I removed my shoes, half slip, stockings and gaff panty. Standing there in only my corset, I removed my breast prosthesis's and was faced with the flatness of my male chest and my boy thing between my legs. For a quick pick-me-up, I sprayed a little perfume on my neck and freshened my lipstick

From the bed, I took a new pair of sheer red stockings and slipped my legs into them. Again, the silky smooth stockings caressed my legs. The color was an exact match to the red of my corset. Red, love and passion!. I attached the scalloped lace tops of my hosiery to the garter straps and stepped into the matching thong. My "boyfriend" started to react as I placed him in the lacy confines of the thong. Then, I opened the shoe box on the night stand and found a darling pair of red sandals. They were open toed with lots of straps across the foot and around the ankles. As I admired them, I realized they had a 5 inch heel. As I placed my foot into the first and buckled the straps around my ankles, I was amazed at how beautiful they were. Walking in these shoes is not easy and took some effort to find a smooth stride. The robe was pure silk, dark red, it's opalescence shimmered in the dim light of the room. I put my arms in and drew it close to my body.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt very good about what I was doing. This is who I see, when I look to see who I really am. Dressing as a woman is still very much taboo in our society. (Especially at this time, when we seem to be caught in a wave of social conservatism. What a shame it would be to have the social advances of the last 40 years erased without due process. Sisters, make sure you vote democratic). Anyway, I want to say, since Kimberly and I have embraced our transgender orientations, our marriage and relationship has grown stronger. I am more at peace with myself now, than I have ever been before. I am nicer to be around, less tense, more open to my families needs and spend far less time fearful of discovery. I no longer feel that something is wrong with me. So, when the girl in the mirror smiles back, I know she is a good person and can feel joy, that, I am her. 

I went looking for my Mistress and found her sitting on the living room couch listening to so soft music. Jimmy Scott, a very talented singer who's voice is frequently mistaken for a woman. How appropriate! She stood up to greet me and I noticed she was wearing silk pajamas, man cut silk pajamas. She offered me a glass of wine and invited me to sit next to her on the couch.

As I sat down, she pulled me close and kissed me on the lips. I welcomed her and accepted he probing tongue in my mouth. Skillfully, she began to slide it in and out of my mouth and soon my lips were closed around it, sucking on it as it went in and out. I find it hard not to imagine a dildo going in and out of my moist "vagina". Kimberly says, it's more like sucking a cock and as a girl I might have to do that one day, but, not tonight. I have thought about the possibility of me being bi-sexual, but when I fantasize, about being a girl, I'm never with a guy, only another woman.

Her hands began to explore my body, they are smooth, soft and very inquisitive. As I open myself to Kimberly's advances she whispered that "I was a dirty girl and would soon pay the price for dressing so sexy". Her fingers found my nipples and stroked then to an erection. Over the past year or so, Mistress has paid special attention to my nipples and I was amazed at how sensitive they have become. They seem to be getting bigger and the areola a little darker. Mistress says that is from stimulating them, but, I think there must be a topical hormone in the ointment she makes me rub into my breasts each night. I think that my boobs have gotten bigger, but, I say nothing because someday I want to wear open blouses. Having some natural cleavage will clearly help me in my pursuit of womanhood.

She now pushes my hair away a kisses my neck, slowly at first, then a little bite! A few licks and a bite on my ear. OOOH, I'm so sensitive. She moves her hand to my groin and finds my hard penis waiting to escape the lacy confines of the thong. As she moves it to the side, my fully erect penis springs out and my mistress looks pleased. Without a word she lowers her face and gently begins licking my shaft and balls. She knows I want her to take my head into her mouth but will not, she keeps licking my shaft and enjoys my squirming. By teasing me, my dick gets harder and when she is satisfied, she spreads her legs and mounts my throbbing phallus. With one quick thrust she lowers herself and my entire penis is enveloped by her dripping pussy. Ordering me not come, we begin the rhythmic dance of hard fucking. Her vagina begins to contract and her pelvic muscles squeeze my dick and I know my mistress is enjoying her first vaginal orgasm. After, she recovers, she opens her legs and instructs me to clean up the mess I caused. I know what she wants and eagerly begin licking her inner thighs and vaginal lips. As soon as her come is licked away, I turn my attention inside her hot pussy. Soon my tongue moves deep inside her and she begins to moan. This tells me she is ready and desires prompt attention to her clitoris. With the familiarity of a long time lover I find her clitoris and set my self to the task at hand, or should I say "task at tongue".

I begin with slow licking, up and down, then some small circles, my mistress responds with a slight arching of her back. She likes what I am doing, and as a dedicated submissive, I take pleasure from this. As I continue to satisfy Kimberly, I begin to hump the bed in anticipation of what lies ahead. I slowly quicken the pace of my labors and soon my mistress rewards me with a shudder of clitoral orgasm and a flood of come. Now, I press my tongue against her clitoris and wait while she enjoys her richly deserved orgasm. Slowly, she humps my face and tongue as the wave of pleasure spreads through her body. At first, my mistress thought I was gay, dressing in women cloths and enjoying the taste of my own semen. But as we explored each others needs, she began to find comfort in our love. Then, after she was able to accept my submissive femininity, I began to get great pleasure in satisfying my mistress and consider her come a delicacy.

While she basks in delight, I make preparations for the next part of our sexual encounter. First, I pour her a fresh glass of wine and retire to the bathroom to fix my hair and makeup. While I'm gone mistress relaxes and sips her wine. When I re-enter the room, I see Mistress is waiting with an 8 inch vibrator. OOOH, it's time for this girl to get a good fucking. Mistress has me lie on my back and orders me to lift my stocking clad legs and expose my "pussy". The vibrator finds my opening and some lubricating jelly lets it slide in without any pain. I now feel like the woman I want to be and Mistress encourages me in my fantasy. She whispers in my ear and nibbles on my lobes. Slowly, she works the dildo in and out and then adds a little vibration. Then, with the dildo deep in my ass she lies on her back and instructs me to fuck her. Without hesitation I comply and soon I am on top of Mistress with my cock buried deep inside her. She reaches behind and finds the vibrator and turns it on full. Immediately, I feel the vibrations deep within my pelvis and float on a cloud of womanly bliss. She whispers in my ear, "what a beautiful girl I am, it's so shameless that a "lady" should allow herself to be such a floozy", then, she instructs me to give her my load. I explode into the depths of her sex and my body shakes with orgasm. For several minutes I enjoy the ecstasy and Kimberly kisses me softly. As I recover, I return to her pussy and lick the salty come. I lick her legs, her labia and finally her vagina of all my come. When I finish she asks me if I had enjoyed myself and replay "yes, it was wonderful".

Afterwards, we retire to the bedroom and lie in each others arms, enjoying some pillow talk as we fall off to sleep.

  

  

  

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