First, I wish to apologize to Crystal and all of her wonderful readers for my faux paus in the format errors of my last submission. I will fight the urge to hit the enter key at the end of each line, unless it is the start of a new paragraph. and now on to Tracy's Next True Adventure

 

Tracy's New True Adventure

by Tracy Love

 

It was Saturday morning, I was just waking up to a beautiful sunny day. I sat up in bed and looked out my bedroom window and saw a robin sitting on a tree branch, whistling a happy tune. I could also see my reflection in the glass, a darling girly boy in a baby blue satin and silk babydoll with matching panties. I still had a little make up on left over from last night. "Damn, I'm pretty", I thought to myself! I swung my feet off the bed and slipped into my 3 inch heeled slippers and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. I've decided to dress en femme today. Usually I dress like a boy on the outside, but as a girl underneath. But today, I want to be 100% woman! (Well maybe 90% is more realistic, considering my clitty is a bit larger than most girls!). I look in the mirror and am quite pleased to see that my breasts are puffing up quite nicely. I've been dropping $29.95 a month for a year now, for breast cream, and now I see that it is finally paying off. I lightly tease my sensitive nipples with my acrylic nails, and as always, my clittty starts to get hard. I reach down with my other hand and start rubbing myself thru my panties and nightie. I pinch and roll my nippy and begin to feel the rush of my impending orgasm. It starts down by my feet and slowly envelopes me fully, I cum into my panties and nighty, what a glorious way to start my day. I strip down to nothing and hop in the shower to wash and shave all over. It's nearly nine oclock, and the mall opens at ten, so I am right on schedule. After I towel off, I apply a liberal amount of breast cream to my titties and wrap the towel around my chest. I select an ultra sexy pair of panties from my "undies" drawer. They are a light- light blue, see thru material, adorned with satin ribbons and dainty lace trim. Just putting them on sends a shiver thru my body. Then I slip on my Hanes Her Way bra, it is also a very light blue, with satin cups and see thru lace on top. It is a 34B, and my real life titties fill it out perfectly! No more falsies for me. Now I must make a decission, pantyhose or stockings? I chose stockings, they are so deliciously naughty. I can wear my blue satin gater belt, with my new 15 denier full fashion stockings, I'll wear the white ones. But first I should redo my toenails. I grab the phone and dial my new friend, Carol's number. (I met Carol and her husband a few months ago, in my previous story submission) She lives about 20 miles north of me. (I live in West Palm Beach, and she and her hubby live in Stuart). When she answered, you could tell from her voice that she was thrilled that I called. I asked her if she would like to get together for some brunch, and then go down to the Gardens Mall, to do some shopping. She said, "sure honey, that sounds like fun, just us girls! I told her about the young salesgirl that waited on me, when I was in Victoria's Secret, and how she wanted to experience a menage a trois, with me and a genetic girl. Carol started to giggle, "Oh my, this sounds like some real fun! I'll pack a bag and a few toys. After I hung up, I finished my nails, and put on my garter belt, I put the straps under my panties, so I wouldn't have to unclasp my stockings if I needed to use the rest room. I slid the stockings up my leg and clasped them to the garter tabs. I slipped on a White satin camisole top, because the blouse that I was going to wear was pretty sheer. Then I put on my black skirt and my strappy heels, the ones with a 4 inch stilletos, I love how they make my legs look. I went into the bathroom and began applying my makeup. As I progressed, the face in the mirror became more and more striking. By the time I applied my wig, I had a raging hardon. I turned away from the mirror, and took several long metered breaths, in an effort to regain control of my raging hormones. Nothing like a hardon to ruin the line of a skirt.

It was a nice day, so I put the top down, and drove up the beach road to Jupiter, We were going to meet at Cast Aways Bar & Grill. (This is Allan Jackson's favorite place to hang out when he's in South Florida, it was also the place that he and Jimmy Buffett recorded their album, It's Five O'clock, Somewhere). As I pulled in the parking lot, I could see that Carol had already arrived and had gotten us a table, right by the water. She looked sexy as hell! As I approached the table, she purposely dropped her menu, then asked me to pick it up for her. As I bent down in front of her, she spread her legs to show me that she was not wearing any panties. I smiled up at her and said "Very pretty, Carol". She smiled back and said, it will be even more attractive when I strap on my 9 incher later. Just then a waiter appeared to take our order. I ordered a salad and a white wine, Carol said she wanted something spicy. She asked the waiter what he recommended. The waiter rattled off a selection of entrees, and as he was doing so, Carol reaches over and rubs the front of his crotch! Right out in plain sight! "I know what I'd like for brunch, a big fat kielbasa with a protein shake chaser" she says, just loud enough for me and the waiter to hear. The waiter, at first is shocked by Carol's suggestion, but I guess he got over it pretty quickly, because he suggested that we follow him around back to the break room. We went inside, and he locked the door and pulled the blinds. Carol was already sitting on the break room table, with her skirt up around her waist and he legs spread, she told the waiter that she wanted him to eat her pussy. He was between her legs in an instant. I knelt next to him and rubbed his massive cock thru his trousers. I continued to rub him as he noisily slurped at Carol' swet pussy. She began to convulse, so I knew she was having a great orgasm. Then she told him to drop his pants and sit in the chair. She got between his legs and started sucking him off. I felt like a third wheel, just standing there. But then Carol took his meat out of her mouth and suggested that I get involved. "What do you have in mind Carol?" She looks up at the waiter and says "Wouldn't you like to suck my friend off?", and then she puts the head of his dick back in her mouth. He smiles at me, and licks his lips, So I take that as a yes. I lift my skirt, so that he sees my stocking tops, then a little higher, the bottom of my panties, then a little higher, he sees my cock. His eyes go all wide and says "What the....". I say, come on big boy, it's just a big clitty, you know you want to..." and with that I pull the fabric aside and guide my cock to his waiting lips. I rub it back and forth on his lips and apply a little forward pressure, and to my surprise, he opens his mouth and I slide right in. I hold his head by his cheeks and continue to face fuck him, while watching Carol expertly fellate him. I could feel my balls start to tighten, so I knew what was about to happen. I held his head tightly, and my sperm exploded into his mouth. He was trying to get away, but there was no way that I would let him off of my cock until I was totally spent. He finally gave up trying to escape, and just continued sucking until I was soft. Then he started to moan, and the next thing I know, cum is dribbling out of the corners of Carol's mouth. I looked at my Lady Bulova watch and saw that only five minutes had elapsed. We are still on schedule. Carol and I exited the breakroom, and the waiter took a few moments to compose himself before he emerged.

We pulled into the parking lot at the Gardens Mall just after ten. (The Gardens Mall was a favorite shopping spot for Loni Anderson, when she was married to Burt Reynolds a few years back) I parked pretty far from the entrance, because I love to hear the click-clack of my heels when I walk. I also didn't want my new car getting dinged by some careless moron. Carol parked close to the entrance and was holding the door open when I finally got there. We headed to the Victoria's Secret and were pleased to see my salesgirl was on duty. I looked at her name badge and it said "Mandy", so I walked up to her and said "Hi Mandy". She gave me a curious look, "Do I know you?" she asked. I forgot that the last time we met, I was dressed as a boy. I said, "Well the last time I was in here, I was dressed as a boy, and I was buying some sexy lingerie for a date with a couple that I had met online. Then, her eyes sparkled, as if a light had suddenly went on in her head, "I remember you" she said. "How did your date go?" she asked. It was marvelous I told her. As a matter of fact, I'm with the female part of that couple today. I told her what you had said the last time I was here, and she would be very interested in seeing your little fantasy come true. I asked Carol to come over and I introduced her to Mandy. I told Mandy, that when I'm dressed, I like to be called Tracy. Mandy said that she gets off work at 5:00, so we agreed to meet at The Hampton Inn over in Juno Beach (about 15 minutes from the mall) at around 5:30. That way we could all go to the French Connection Restaurant for dinner and then head back to th e room for some fun. Mandy said that she would bring some sexy lingerie from the store to spice things up. So Carole and I had some time to kill, so we figured we would head over to the Burt Reynolds and Friends Museum, we had heard that Burt's friend, Charles Nelson Rielly was going to be giving a lecture there, free of charge.

We pulled into the museums parking lot, at the corner of U.S. Highway 1 and Indiantown Road at just about noon. It was pretty full, but we found a space near the back. I was putting on a fresh coat of lipstick and a little spritz of perfume, when I felt Carol's hand gently rubbing my lap. "Carol, what the hell do you think that you are doing?" I asked. "I want a snack" she cooed. I looked around and didn't see anyone, and I figured the publicness of it all was pretty exciting, so I told her, Ok. I lifted my butt off the seat so she could lift my skirt up around my waist, and she began kissing my clitty thru my panties, I hardened immediately. She lifted the leg of my panties up and moved my cock out, and wrapped her lips around it. The sudden warmth engulfing my dick felt wonderful, I pushed down on the back of her head, and started pumping in and out of her sweet warm mouth. It didn't take long for me to reach my climax, I shot my load in her mouth, and to her credit, she didn't let a single drop spill out. She swallowed every last drop. I asked if she was satisfied and she smiled and said "for now, sweetie". We went into the museum, and found the Mr. Reilly was already into his lecture, so we quietly found a seat in the back and sat. I was feeling very lovey dovey, having just cum and still in the after glow of orgasm, I put my arm around Carol's shoulders and gave her little peck's on the cheek and nuzzled her neck. As time progressed, the kisses became more passionate, and we were involved in some pretty heavy petting (she tasted like fresh cum, very sexy). We came out of our love trance when we heard Mr Reilly say "Would security please escort those two young women out of auditorium, there is a time of place for everything, and this is neither the time, nor the place, in otherwords, ladies, get a room!" We left the room among hoots and hollers, embarrassed to tears. When we got to the car, Carol was laughing hysterically, "I can't believe what just happened!" she said between bouts of uncontrollable laughter. I didn't share her hilarity. Anywaty, we stopped at Chili's across the streeet for a quick bite and headed over to the Hampton Inn, to get a room and get ready for a night of lesbo fun.

It was 5:30 when we heard a knock at the door, it was mandy. She had a large magenta shopping bag, that said Victoria's Secret, in white on the side. She dropped of her stuff, used the bathroom and then we all headed out for some dinner. We went to the French Connection and got an outside table, so we could enjoy the fresh air and cool breeze. We shared a bottle of wine and all had a light salad. We chatted and giggled like girls often do, I felt so feminine, so girly, it was a wonderful feeling.

We went back to the room, and opened another bottle of wine, and I suggested that we all get more comfortable. I took off my blouse, skirt and cammy top, and slipped into a knee length babydoll nightie. Carol did a wolf whistle, which made me blush. I sat on the edge of the bed and began to undo my straps on my heels, but carol said to leave them on, that I looked really sexy with my heels, hose and garterbelt on. Mandy said "I guess that you have to leave the bra on so you can have the illusion of titties, huh?" I told her no, my titties are real, I wear the bra because I like how it feels."She says "Show me!!!!" So I lift my nightie off my shoulders and proceed to unclasp my bra. She squeals when she sees my titties, "Oh my God, they're beautiful" she says, "may I kiss them?" I tell her sure, but first I want her to get sexy for me. So she strips down to nothing, and then pulls some lingerie from hor Victoria's bag. She puts on a red and black lace/satin garter belt, croutchless red/ black panties and a matching nippless bra, over this she puts a knee length sheer black robe with satin trim. As she is pulling on her stockings, I tell her she looks like an ad for a Frederick's of Hollywood catalog. Just then Carol comes out of the bathroom. She is wearing a white satin bustier, with white stockings and severe high heels, She has a very realistic 9 inch strap on protruding from her mound. Very nice, Carol, I tell her. Carol tellsMandy to lie on the bed on her back with her legs spread. She tells me to go down on Mandy, but heep my ass in the air. She place a condom on the shaft and then lubes the dildo with some K-Y jelly and places the tip at my entrance. "Beg me for it Tace" she says. With my face buried in Mandy's wet mound, I mumble "Fuck me Carol, fuck me with your big cock", with that she forces the entire length into my ass with one smooth stroke. Mandy is enjoying my tongue minstrations but asks if she can suck my titties for a while. So I untie the front of my nightie so she can get to my titties and move up on the bed so my titties are right in front of her mouth. I take on in my hand and offer it to her lips. She sucks it like a starved child, it sends electric shocks thru my body. She reaches down and strokes my cock as she sucks on my sensitive nipples, biting and sucking, in tempo with Carol fucking me. I tell Mandy that she is going to make me cum, and she shrieks, "Oh goody" and scoots down under me and takes my cock in her mouth, just in time to receive my entire load. Carol rolls off me, removes the rubber from the dildo, and rams it into Mandy's wet cunt. As Carol is fucking Mandy, she pops on of her titties from the confines of her bustier, and tells Mandy "Here, this is a real tit for you to suck" Carol continues to bang Mandy until I see Mandy stiffen, and her eyes roll into the back of her head, she is in cum heaven. Carol pulls out of her cunt and pulls the dildo aside exposing her dripping wet pussy, "Come on Mandy, my turn", and Mandy gets between Carol's legs and starts sucking her clit. I move up on the bed and put my clitty in Carol's mouth. I rub carol's tits and pinch her nipples until she starts to scream, I feel my own balls tighten, I cum in Carol's mouth as she reaches her own orgasm.

My cock is still in carol's mouth as I lie down, with my head between Mandy's legs and Mandy still between Carol's legs, we fall asleep like that.

Sunday morning, we all awake and shower together. Then get dressed and promise to get together again, soon.

We all kiss and go our seperate ways. What a lovely weekend to be a girl!

 

I hope that you enjoyed my story. This, unlike the first one, is not totally true, the incidents all happened, but not in succession during a single weekend. I enjoy getting E-mail from like minded adults so don't be shy.

  

  

  

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