Chapter 5 As we entered the store, the first thing that caught my attention was a female mannequin, dressed in leather and vinyl bondage gear. I thought that was appropriate since the last thing Donna had said to me was that she owed me a spanking. I glanced at Donna and saw that she, too, had seen the mannequin. She looked at me with a question mark in her eye. I thought, why not. In for a penny, in for a pound. Previous Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Next - Click here for a bio and to find more submissions by donnaallure. - Tell a friend about this story, click here. - Report problems with this story, click here. - Send instant anonymous feedback to the author. Home | Stories | Webcams | Forum | Adult Store Literotica Toy Store ADULT TOY & DVD STORE FAST & DISCREET Literotica XXX Webcams 24/7 LIVE CAMS - FREE PREVIEW W/AUDIO! Literotica Adult Movies STREAMING ADULT MOVIES PAY PER MINUTE All contents c Copyright 1998-2005. Literotica is a trademark. No part may be reproduced in any form without explicit written permission. Tricked Into Tranny Sex STRAIGHT MEN ARE FOOLED BY VERY SEXY TRANSSEXUALS FREE PREVIEW trannysurprise.com XXX Transsexual Movies TRANSGENDER EROTIC ADULT MOVIES 20,000+ PAY PER MINUTE TITLES SEARCHABLE CATEGORIES www.literoticavod.com index : Transsexuals & Crossdressers : Birthday Present Birthday Present by donnaallure c "Well, you said you were going to spank me. Maybe you should be appropriately dressed for the occasion" and grinned at her. "My thoughts, exactly " she said "Bad girls need to be handled with discipline, I think." A fine looking redhead came over to us from the counter and asked if she could help us find anything. I saw her look at my lips and glance down to my nails. A slight smile formed on her beautiful lips. I was starting to get used to this reaction, so I smiled back. "My wife is looking for a few things" I said, as I looked at Donna and smiled. Donna looked at me and smiled coyly. "Yes, I am." and turning to the redhead said "Do you have a pink negligee in, Victoria, my husband's, size?" she asked. The redhead beauty looked at me and deliberately studied me from head to foot, taking in my arched brows, glossed lips, obvious bra, and manicured fake nails. "I think we have just the item in just the size, Miss Victoria." she smiled. "Please follow me and, if you would, try to walk as I walk." She started walking across the store to a wall where there were a wide assortment of negligees. Her hips swayed provocatively as she walked on high heels. I started to follow and the redhead turned and looked at me. "Oh, that will never do" she said, and turning to Donna, smiled and said "Do you mind if I help?" Donna smiled back at her and said "Not at all. Victoria is just beginning to learn these things." "Well, she has gotten a great start but she's going to have to work on that walk. I think the appropriate shoes would help, don't you?" Donna smiled and looked at me. "Absolutely." The redhead said, "My name is Jenny and I think we have just the thing?" She led us to a shoe rack that had all kinds of beautiful spike heeled shoes. Pulling out a box that had a size number a size and a half larger than I wear, she said "I think these would do well." She had me to sit and unlaced my shoes and pulled them off of my feet, removing my socks afterwards. She slid my jeans up my calf and pulled a pair of calf high nylons from a package lying by the chair. "Hold out your leg and point your toes" she said. I remembered this routine from the night before and did as she asked. She slid the tan nylons over my toes, up across my foot, under my heel and smoothed them up my leg. Repeating the motion on the other leg she said "I'm glad you shaved before you came. These look much nicer over shaved legs than some of the hairy legs we get sometimes." She then pulled a pink, 4 inch high heel with two long pink leather straps hanging off of it out of the box and slid it onto my foot. Wrapping the straps in an interlacing manner up my calf she tied them in a bow on the back of my calf. Repeating the procedure with the other foot she then brought out of the box a small hinged device and, wrapping in around the bow and into place, snapped a delicate little gold padlock into place. Repeating with the other foot she reached back into the box and removed a small, gold key. Handing it to Donna, she winked and said "This is for when you want to let her take them off." Donna smiled a delighted smile and said "They are perfect. Aren't they Miss Vickie?" I smiled and admitted that they were very sexy but that I wasn't sure what I was getting in to. Jenny grinned and, pulling my jean legs down and then rolling them up into a large cuff, said "Why, you're just getting into shoes, darling, and they are perfect on you, don't you think?" and placed me in front of a mirror. I was somewhat shocked at how the shoes pushed up my calves and buttocks. I found myself trying to straighten my back to keep my balance, which forced my breasts out in front of me. Except for the lack of full make up, I was looking quite good. I might have even given a second glance at me, in fact, that's just what I did. I licked my lips and turned sideways to look at the locks on the back of my calves. I felt my dick start to harden again as I looked at the mix between woman and man in the mirror. The girls noticed the little phenomenon, too, and giggled. "I think she likes them" Jenny grinned at Donna. Donna took both of Jenny's lovely hands by her fingers and delightedly squeezed them to her breasts. Realizing what she had just done, she quickly apologized. "No harm done. You are both quite lovely and the pleasure was all mine." I saw somewhat of a glazed look come across Donna's eyes as she looked into Jenny's eyes. Blushing, she said, "Well, let's look at the negligee." Jenny turned to me and winked. "Now, let's try that walk again, shall we Miss Vickie?" As she turned and started back across the store, she stopped and flipped the lock on the front door and dropped the blinds on the door and the show window. "It's time to close" she explained "and I don't want to have to start waiting on any other customers." "Oh, I'm sorry." Donna said "We can come back some other time. We didn't mean to keep you." "Nonsense" Jenny said. "It's a delight to wait on you and I'm glad I could close the store so you could have a little privacy while you shop. Now, walk, Victoria, like this" and she again started across the shop. I gingerly tried to imitate her but found myself balancing precariously on the heels as I followed along behind her luscious rear end. She reached the other side of the store and turned to watch as I struggled across. "No, that won't do" she said. "Go back and try it again." I went back across the store and turned and came back, Donna and Jenny watching my attempt. "That's still not it" Jenny said, and turning to Donna, "Do you mind?" "No, be my guest," she smiled, as Jenny placed her hands on my hips. "Now first, just loosen up. You're all tense." I tried to relax as Jenny stood behind me with her hands on my hips. "Now, without taking a step, just try to sway your hips back and forth. Push slightly with one leg and then the other." I tried to sway my hips, feeling quite foolish, but attempting to go along. I was still not able to move with her hands. Jenny turned and looked at Donna, who was watching intently. "Do you mind if I try something that might help? I will need to get quite close." and she smiled as she said this. "Maybe I'll even learn something. I certainly don't sway like you do." "It comes with the job" Jenny grinned. "If you want to sell sexy items, it doesn't hurt to prime the pump a little." Stepping up behind me, Jenny snuggled her pelvis into my rear end and reached around me and grabbed my breasts. "Now, just pretend that something pleasurable is happening behind you and move your hips like you want it to keep on happening." I heard Donna's quick intake of breath as Jenny snuggled into my behind. "I don't think Victoria is going to have to pretend much" she said, as I started to move my hips in unison with Jenny's movement. "That's the way, honey. Just sway your hips like your rear end is being pleasured and you just want more." I groaned and, standing, swaying on the pink, high heels, leaned slightly back into the grinding pelvis of Jenny. Jenny swayed back and forth, grinding her pelvis into my ass and holding my chest with her hands while she ran her fingers over my nipples. About that time Donna stepped in front of me and looking at Jenny over my shoulder, said "Can I help?" "Sure you can, honey. She's your woman." she cooed as we swayed back and forth. Donna stepped up to me and pushed her pelvis into my hard on and started swaying with us. She reached around me with her hands and I could feel her holding on to Jenny under Jenny's arms. As we swayed back and forth, I felt Jenny lean back slightly and Donna's hands slid in more onto Jenny's breasts. I heard Jenny softly moan and felt the muscles moving in Donna's forearms. Then it dawned on me that Jenny had shifted so that Donna could squeeze her breasts. Jenny leaned forward, trapping Donna's hands against my back and snuggling her head across my shoulder. Donna looked into Jenny's eyes as her face drew closer, her mouth slightly opened, her breath coming in short, quick breaths. She slanted her head and their lips joined across my shoulder. Donna kissed Jenny deeply, as she had done me earlier. She ground her mound into my raging hard on and I pushed first into her, and then back into Jenny's grinding pelvis, trying to force her pelvis against my thrusting anus. I was so excited that my, already weak, knees gave way and I started to fall. That caused Donna and Jenny to break thier kiss and catch me. As I regained my footing, we all stood there panting with our lipsticked mouths open and dazed looks on our faces. Jenny regained her composure first and laughed. "I think she's got it, honey. Don't you?" Donna regained her breath, looking somewhat disappointed but agreeing. "Yes, I think that is the right amount of sway. Why don't you try walking again, Miss Vickie?" I adjusted my, now definitely uncomfortable, hard on and sashayed across the room, swaying my hips in the same motion we had just been using, and holding my back straight with my breasts uplifted. As I reached the other wall and spun to return, I caught the look of utter amazement on the girls faces. I realized that the walk in high heels had actually not felt awkward to me, even though it had been almost impossible a few short minutes before. I struggled to keep myself upright as the girls ran up to me and grabbed me and hugged me. "That was amazing" Jenny said, as she held me at arms length and looked at me. "Are you sure you've never worn high heels?" she laughed. "Not before last night" I replied, somewhat sheepishly, now that my erection was starting to recede." "Oh, really!" Jenny exclaimed and, turning to look at Donna, said "Is that right?" Donna grinned and agreed, explaining that we were doing a little playing around last night. Jenny grinned and said "I love playing around. Let's get you both a few play toys" and led us to the lingerie. Picking up a beautiful pink negligee, she held it up to me. "I think this is just your size" she smiled, and turning back to the rack she picked up another one and held it out to Donna. Holding it up to her neck, it draped over Donna's lovely breasts and I could plainly see how beautiful it was. "We don't usually allow anyone to try on undergarments, but since we are closed and no one is here but us, and I think you will want them, anyway, why don't you both try these on, and these look great with them" as she handed us both a set of pink garter belt and hose. "And Donna, your shoe size is 6?" Donna smiled and agreed. Jenny crossed the store and returned with a pair of shoes identical to mine. Perhaps you can let Victoria out of her shoes until you both change. I saw the dominatrix costume catch your eye when you came in. How would you like to see how it looks on a live person?" She smiled, and placed a hand on one hip as she said this. "It might help persuade you to buy it as they are a little costly." Donna caught my eye with a question in hers. I smiled and shook my head yes, imagining what Jenny would look like in the leather outfit. She turned back to Jenny and quickly said that we would appreciate that. Jenny smiled and said "Most folks would." Picking up a couple of packages under the display, she started for the back of the store. Jenny stepped into the back room and we could hear her humming "A Little Help From My Friends" as Donna tried to extricate me from the shoes. It took a little fumbling around to get the lock undone and get them off of my feet. She slid the knee highs down my legs and removed them. As we stood up and began picking up the items, Jenny stepped back into the shop. She stood there in a black leather bustier, the barest of black see through panties creating just a small triangle over her mound, black leather garter belt fastened to black, mesh stockings which were covered up to her upper calves with black leather, high heeled boots with at least a five inch spike heel. A track light intended to highlight merchandise instead highlighted her voluptuous red hair which splayed out over her shoulders and hung down across her breasts. She slapped a black leather riding crop across her hand. She stopped as she got up to us. We stood there with our mouths open, astonishment on our faces. "Ok, you two. I see that I'm going to have to help the both of you get dressed." She grinned and lightly whacked both of us across our buttocks. We both jumped and headed for the dressing room, too amazed to even speak. As we entered the dressing room, she turned to Donna and said "If you'll help me get Victoria ready then I'll help you get ready." She thought I didn't notice as she turned her head toward Donna, but I saw her wink at Donna. "That would be great" Donna said and began to unbuckle my belt as Jenny unbuttoned my shirt. As she pulled my shirt down off my arms, Donna pulled my jeans down and I stepped out of them. "That's a beautiful set" Jenny said as she admired my panties and bra "but let's get them off" and reached around and unhooked my bra. Donna looked up at me and slid the black, satin panties down my legs. "Let's put these on first" Jenny said and as she picked up the pair of pink panties. Donna smiled and said "That's her second pair of pink panties today." Jenny grinned and said "But I'll bet these are different from her other pair" and as she slid them up my legs, I saw that they were crotch less. When she spread them over my cheeks, I realized that my anus was not covered at all by the panties. I felt a little awkward but she immediately opened the package with the garter belt and hose and gathered and started drawing the nylons up my legs, sending shivers across my body. Jenny said "I think she likes nylons" and smiled at Donna. "Oh, definitely. She shivered like that last night" and smiled back. Turning to me she asked, "Didn't you, honey." Recalling last night I shivered again and they both laughed as I blushed. She then fastened the pink garter belt around my waist and connected the fasteners on the end of the straps to the tops of the nylons. Jenny then had me raise my arms and slid the delightful garment down over my chest and back. "Look" she said and turned me towards the mirror. My breath caught. It was fantastic. The flowing garment draped my breasts and hung down, daintily tickling my upright dick through the see through pink panties. "And now, back into your shoes, girl." She once again knelt in front of me and slid the shoes onto my pink stockinged feet, this time affording me a wonderful view of her full breasts riding in the bustier. As I stepped into the shoes I grabbed hold of Jenny's shoulders to steady myself. Again, I felt the calves of my legs push up and my hips rise higher. I tried to stand straight while Jenny intertwined the laces up my calves and tied them, again placing the locking device over the bow and clicking the padlock into place. As she stood up my hands slid from her shoulders and I allowed them to slide over her breasts. She stepped back and said "Whoa, young lady. No touching without permission. That's going to cost you a spanking, right Donna?" Donna at first looked taken aback, but then a smile crept across her face and she said "That's right. She already had one coming from me, anyway." Jenny picked up the riding crop and I grew alarmed. "Turn around and bend over" she said to me. "Look" I got out before she cut me off. "Now!" she commanded, in a voice that did not allow argument. I blushed again, but dressed as I was, I didn't feel that I was in a position to create a scene. I turned and bent over slightly. Whack. The crop hit my rear end. It wasn't a hard blow but it still stung. I jumped and quickly straightened. "Bend over or I'll really let you have it, Miss Vickie. Bad girls deserve spankings." I looked at Donna but she made no move to stop Jenny. In fact, I saw that sexual, glazed look in her eyes as she watched. Knowing that she was getting aroused made me determined to play along. I bent back over and purposefully pushed my rear end out. "That's better" Jenny said and gave me three more licks. I felt my ass starting to burn but found that my dick was getting harder. Jenny hit me once more and turned to Donna. "Would you like to give her the spanking you owe her?" Donna took the crop and hit me once tentatively across the buttocks. Jenny said "You can't be firm if you're going to be tentative, girl. If you are going to play dominatrix you must develop a certain attitude. Now, hit her!" With this Donna swung and, due to inexperience, really hit me hard. I moaned with the pain but determined not to complain. She hit me again and I found myself pushing my ass into the swing, absorbing the fiery bite of the crop with my buttocks spread wide. The crop bit into my anus causing me to burn all the way inside. By this time I was in a sexual frenzy and pushed my ass out for more punishment. Twice more, the crop bit into my backside. I knew that my butt was red with whelps because I could feel it burning. Jenny said "I think that's enough, don't you Donna. Let's she if she can remember how to walk properly. If not, we may have to spank her again." I straightened up on the pink high heels. I looked into the dressing mirror and was absorbed by the sight. I looked at the pink heels, leather laces winding up my calves, the gold padlocks on the bows, the pink nylons held up by a delightful pink garter belt. The flowing pink negligee hung down and barely covered the pink panties, which barely covered my raging hard on and my bright red butt. I fluffed the negligee and saw the pale pink fingernails accentuating my fingers. I saw my arching eyebrows and my pink lips. Except for not having a wig on, I was the picture of a girl any boy would be proud to have on his arm. I stepped out of the door of the dressing room as the girls followed and delicately walked across the shop, swaying my hips like I had done when Jenny was swaying with me. Turning and walking back, I noticed a rack of beautiful wigs. I stopped and picked up a blonde one and fitted it onto my head. I shook my head and allowed it to fall across my shoulders and down across my breasts. I looked defiantly at Jenny and Donna and walked back to them. Looking Donna right in the eyes I turned to Jenny and taking her into my bare arms, pulled her dominatrix body into mine and kissed her deeply, letting our tongues intertwine. Jenny returned the kiss and then leaned back. "Not so fast, Victoria. We still have to help Donna into her negligee." and turning to Donna, knelt and unfastened her shoes, sliding them and her socks off of her feet. Standing she began to unbutton her blouse and gently peeled it from her arms. Pulling her close, to where breast touched breast, she reached behind her and unfastened her bra, letting it come slowly down her body, sliding off her arms and baring her lovely breasts. She laid the bra down and reached out to touch Donna breasts and Donna instinctively drew back from the unfamiliar touch. "Careful now, honey, or you might get the next spanking." Donna smiled, embarrassed at the remark, and stepped back up to Jenny. "That's better" Jenny said and began to undo Donna's jeans. Kneeling in front of Donna, she slid them down from her hips, her hands stroking Donna's hips as she did so. She slid them down Donna's shapely legs, letting her hands follow the curves. Donna stepped out of the jeans and Jenny laid them aside. Straightening back up on her knees, her face inches from Donna's mound, she reached for the panties and slowly slid them down Donna's legs. Donna stepped out of the panties and shivered as Jenny leaned forward with her mouth open and breathed softly on Donna's mound. I looked at Donna's face and saw her eyes glazed and her mouth slightly open, her tongue barely protruding, licked her lips. Previous Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Next - Click here for a bio and to find more submissions by donnaallure. - Tell a friend about this story, click here. - Report problems with this story, click here. - Send instant anonymous feedback to the author. Home | Stories | Webcams | Forum | Adult Store Literotica Toy Store ADULT TOY & DVD STORE FAST & DISCREET Literotica XXX Webcams 24/7 LIVE CAMS - FREE PREVIEW W/AUDIO! Literotica Adult Movies STREAMING ADULT MOVIES PAY PER MINUTE All contents c Copyright 1998-2005. Literotica is a trademark. No part may be reproduced in any form without explicit written permission. Tricked Into Tranny Sex STRAIGHT MEN ARE FOOLED BY VERY SEXY TRANSSEXUALS FREE PREVIEW trannysurprise.com XXX Transsexual Movies TRANSGENDER EROTIC ADULT MOVIES 20,000+ PAY PER MINUTE TITLES SEARCHABLE CATEGORIES www.literoticavod.com index : Transsexuals & Crossdressers : Birthday Present Birthday Present by donnaallure c Jenny reached up and taking Donna's buttocks in each lovely hand, moved her face into Donna's private region, snuggling and nuzzling her womb entrance. Donna's knees started to buckle and Jenny's grasp tightened. Parting her lips, her tongue reached out and licked Donna's nether lips. Donna groaned and pushed her vagina into Jenny's mouth. Jenny released Donna's buttocks and lifted her hands to grasp Donna's breasts. Slowly, she let her tongue come out of Donna's vagina and ride up her stomach, rising to her feet, she continued up Donna's body until her tongue reached the valley between Donna's breasts. She veered to the side and took one of Donna's nipples into her mouth, tonguing and gently biting it, bringing it to an exquisite hardness. Moving to the other breast she repeated the procedure until it was equally erect. Lifting her head, she looked deeply into Donna's glazed eyes and moved in for a deep, passionate kiss, lips smashing into Donna's, tongues entangled and dancing like a Samba in a Spanish cafe. Tenderly releasing her kiss and stroking Donna's cheek, she said "Let's get you dressed, beautiful." Jenny turned and opened the undergarments. Kneeling again, she slid another pair of pink, crotch less panties up Donna's legs, tenderly snugging them into place, purposefully stroking Donna's nether lips as she did so. She gathered and slid the pink nylon up Donna's leg, smoothing and stroking her beautiful leg as she pulled it up. Then she gathered and smoothed the other nylon into place. Hooking the garter belt around Donna's waist, she hooked the garter straps to the nylons. Standing again, she took Donna's arms and raised them above her head and, taking the negligee from the hanger, slid it over Donna's head and down across her perfect breasts and on down, letting it fall to where it barely covered her panties. Reaching out, she released Donna's hair from under the neck of the negligee and let it fall back into place. Kneeling again, she removed the shoes from the box and helped Donna step into them. She wrapped the laces around her calves and tied and locked them into place. Reaching out to me, she had me face Donna. "Now, turn your heads and look into the mirror." We did so and caught a repeat performance in pink of what we had observed last night. I couldn't believe that so much eroticism had taken place in our lives in just over 24 hours. Donna reached out and pulled me into her and kissed me deeply, our glossed lips sliding over each other, our breasts touching, her pelvis pushing into my hard on. Suddenly I heard a whack and Donna jumped in my arms, her hand going back to her rear end. "I didn't say you could touch each other, ladies. Now, both of you bend over and grab those chairs." Donna looked at me with a frightened look and I tried to assure her with my look that it would be ok. We both leaned over and I found myself again pushing my rear end outward, awaiting the lash of the crop. Donna looked at me and also pushed out her buttocks. Whack. The crop again fell on my tender behind and I couldn't help but moan. Whack. It fell on Donna again and she cried out. "Hold your tongue, wench, or it will be harder next time." Donna stifled her moan as the crop again fell on my backside. I involuntarily moaned and felt a tear escape my eye. I looked at Donna and saw tears rolling down her cheeks as she clenched her teeth to received the lash. We each received ten more licks. I found myself burning with, what felt like, pleasure in my loins and began pushing back into each crop stroke, my backside and anus burning with pain and pleasure. I looked at Donna and she was doing the same, arching her straining buttocks to receive the lash from Jenny, even as her hands clasped the back of the chair tightly with each stroke. "Don't move" Jenny said, as she started out of the dressing room. "I think you both are ready now." I didn't know what she meant, ready for what. Jenny came walking back in. She had removed her panties and had a double ended dildo strapped onto her pelvis. I could see the back end curved up behind the harness and reaching up into Jenny's vagina. Jenny was rolling a condom down across the shaft and then began applying a clear jell. I thought in astonishment "She's going to screw my wife" when she stepped behind me and began parting my burning cheeks. As I felt the slick dildo start to part my anus, it suddenly started to buzz and vibrate mightily, causing my anus to suddenly open wide. Jenny shoved the vibrating dildo into my rear end slowly, reaching around to stroke my penis through the panties. When she had the shaft completely buried in my rear end she released my penis and grabbed my nipples. Pinching them through the negligee, she forced me to stand upright on the high heels. As I stood up, I could feel my buttocks clenching the vibrating dildo shaft. She turned me towards Donna and said "On your knees, bitch. You know what to do." Donna fell to her knees and began sucking on my turgid member. After a few minutes I was ready to ejaculate when Jenny reached down and pushed Donna's head back. Tilting her head up, she looked into her eyes and said "Now, get behind me, Miss Donna." Donna looked puzzled, since I had not climaxed yet, but obediently moved on her knees behind Jenny as Jenny turned me back around and made me grab the chair again. Leaning over me, shoving the dildo even farther into my ass, she told Donna "You know what to do, honey. Use your lovely tongue on me." I looked back to see Donna slowly move her face into Jenny's rear end. I could see her tongue out and watched her head bobbing up and down as she reamed Jenny's anus. Jenny moaned loudly and said "That's it, you beautiful, ass licking bitch. Make me cum while I screw your lovely, sissy girl, husband until she can't take it any more. More tongue, bitch. Get it deep inside me and make me cum. Run your beautiful finger up into my vagina and rub my clit. Make me cum. Grab Victoria's dick and make her cum. Push that ass back into my dick, Miss Vickie, and take all I've got to give." As Jenny reamed me and the dildo vibrated inside my colon, Donna stroked my hard on through the pale pink panties and shoved her tongue deep inside Jenny's anus and vigorously rubbed Jenny's clitoris, I climaxed, the end of my penis sticking out above the top of the panties shooting semen all over the chair. I disengaged my self from the thrusting dildo and moved behind Donna while Jenny grabbed the back of the chair. I fell to my knees and thrust my face into Donna's panty covered red ass. Sticking my tongue into her anus, I began to screw her with my tongue, returning her favor to Jenny. Jenny groaned and shoved her ass back into Donna's face, now free from having to shove forward into me. Donna moaned and shoved her lovely behind harder against my face and I tongued her for all I was worth. I could imagine what we looked like in the mirror. A beautiful redheaded dominatrix having her ass eaten by a beautiful blonde in a pink negligee and high heels who was, in turn, having her ass eaten by a similar looking blonde in a matching pink negligee and high heels. As I imagined the view, Jenny released the chair with one hand and grabbed the dildo, pushing it up into her and shoving her rear end into Donna's mouth. Donna, at the same time reached down with her free hand and began caressing her clitoris and pushing her rear into my probing tongue. Jenny and Donna both suddenly erupted into a pulsing climax, tensing up and quivering all over. As we disengaged, Jenny turned around and kissed Donna deeply. Then she reached out to me and pulled my face up to theirs. I pushed my mouth into the kiss and we all linked tongues and dipped our tongues into each other mouths in a juicy, three way kiss. Jenny withdrew slightly and said "Do you think you would like the items?" Donna and I looked at each other and grinned. "I think we'll take all of them, including the dildo and crop" Donna said. Jenny replied, "Very well, I'll ring them up while you two get dressed." Donna and I went back into the dressing room. She looked at me and looked down at the shoes and then down at her own shoes. "Just put your shirt on over what you are wearing" she said. It's late and we're not far from home. I don't want to take the time to undo these shoes and change." "I don't know, hon. I could be in trouble if we should get stopped for anything." Donna looked at me and leaned over and picked up the riding crop. "I would think that you have had enough spanking for one night, dear." I agreed that I had and slipped my shirt on over the negligee. I knew I couldn't get my pants on over the heels so I picked them and my shoes and socks up and straightened up. "That's better, honey." Donna purred and picked up her shirt and put it on. Then she picked up her remaining clothes and handed them to me. "I'll pay for and carry our purchases" she said and started for the front of the store with her purse. I followed her, careful to immitate her walk. Jenny had finished bagging everything, including a fresh dom outfit and the crop, boots, and dildo and harness. "I put the wrappers from your garter set in the bag, too, just in case you wanted them for anything. And I see you like your purchases enough to wear them home" she said, smiling, and rang up the total. Donna handed her a credit card and then signed the slip. Jenny's hand lingered a little long on Donna's as she took the slip from her. "I hope you two girls will come back again and if you do, make it at closing time." "You can bet on that" I initiated as we turned to go. Jenny unlocked and opened the door for us and peeked out. "I think the coast is clear" and we slipped out but as Donna was opening the door for me a passing car slowed down and two guys wolf whistled at us and sped off. Donna smiled at me and said "We do look marvelous, Victoria." I got in the car and hid under the clothes I was carrying while she put the packages in the back seat. She came around the car and got in. As she started the car she turned and looked at me. "Hasn't this been an incredible evening?" I agreed but inserted that my rear end was sore. She smiled and said "So is mine but it just reminds me of how much fun this has been." As we reached the house and pulled into the drive I could see that there was no traffic. Thankful that no neighbors were out, I waited again for Donna to open the door and then stood in my high heels, patiently waiting while she got the packages and opened the back door. Safely inside, I sashayed into the bedroom, dropping our shoes to the floor and our pants in the chair. Donna set the packages down and turned to me. She unbuttoned the shirt and slid it off of my shoulders and arms. Tossing it into the chair she unbuttoned and removed her shirt. "I'm going to undo your shoe locks and you can take them off" she said "but I want you to sleep in the rest of your outfit, ok Miss Vickie." I remembered, quickly, what saying no might bring and agreed to her request. She smiled and squeezed my forearms, pulling me into her kiss. "Oh, I just love my new lover, Victoria. We are going to have so much fun." Her Side I sent Victoria off to work with a fresh pair of pink panties and his new pink garter belt and nylons on under his suit. He wanted to put socks on over the hose but I would not let him. I didn't want him to get too comfortable with his feminine wear. I figured I would let him experience what women did years ago when they couldn't let even their ankles show in public. I also convinced him to put on a very light coating of the pink lip gloss, telling him that if anyone noticed and said anything, he could say that it was an ointment for chapped lips. He didn't mention or complain about the pink nails. They are a very light pink and I honestly think he forgot about them. I had only extended them slightly past his own nails. One thing that I didn't tell him was that I had sprayed just a hint of my perfume into his panties before I brought them into the bathroom and laid them on the counter. I also put a little between my breasts so that if he did notice the feminine scent, he would think it was coming from me. I also knew that the perfume is activated by body heat and would become more obvious as the day progressed. I got a fresh cup of coffee and clicked on the computer. After getting on line I decided to find out a little more about why Vic had allowed himself to be molded so quickly. I knew that, basically, it was just the great sex we were having in the process. But I wanted to read what other men who liked to wear panties were thinking. I went back to the Pantiesetc site and logged in as a guest and started reading. What I found was surprising to me. Besides the guys who liked men, there were dozens of married men who were either wearing panties secretly or else the wives knew but preferred not to know. I don't know how I would have reacted if Vic had come to me wanting to wear women's underwear. I suppose I would have found it a bit puzzling myself. As I read on, I found that it was a common desire of most of these men that their wives would approve and participate. For most of them, that was not to be and I could see that it created a situation where a lot of stealth and secrecy was needed in order to preserve their relationships. Most of them seemed to feel that they were cheating on their wives in some way. I leaned back from the screen and thought about what had developed in our situation. I know that the trust factor between Vic and myself has increased. I have always trusted his judgement and leading in our life and I think he is beginning to trust my leading in our sex life, at least I hope that he is. I'm not trying to turn him into a woman because I love and cherish my man. But the last two days have taught me that a sense of the risque and a hit of sexual danger can be very exciting. Victor/Victoria has had five climaxes and I've had four in two days. That didn't even happen when we were on our honeymoon and screwed around like rabbits. Well, I decided, I know that this is just a game. But it can be a quick hand of Old Maid or a game of Monopoly. I'm having fun and I vote for Monopoly. My mind drifted back to last night. What an eventful shopping experience. I was surprised that I did not find myself jealous because of the interplay between Jenny and Victoria, probably because I was an integral part of the experience and got as hot as both of them did. I also marvelled at my first experience with an actual woman and what I allowed myself to do during the experience. I can honestly say that I have never had the slightest desire to kiss another woman's rear end. But when Jenny took command and ordered me, it felt like the thing to do. When you allow yourself to play around sexually, you never know where it's going to take you. I guess that dressing Vic up and mentally making love to him as a woman open up my sexual door to the actual experience. I thought about kissing Jenny over Victoria's shoulder and started to get aroused. I started to touch myself when I noticed that it was getting late and I had a lunch appointment with Gail. I found Gail's face replacing Jenny's and thought "I've got to stop this. I'm getting out of control here." Quickly banning the thought from my mind, I showered and quickly dressed. Subconsciously, I suppose, I put on some of my sexier under garments and a sheer pink blouse and black, form fitting slacks. Noticing the pink high heels from last night, I thought "Why not." Pulling up my pants legs I slid the shoes on and quickly wound the laces up my calves and tied them. No need for the little lock today, I pulled the pants legs back down and stood up. Turning to the mirror I could see that I looked sexier than usual, but with the idea that had been stirring in my brain, I figured that wouldn't hurt anything. Pulling up in front of Vic's office, I checked my makeup in the mirror. As I walked in the front door, Gail looked up and I saw her do a double take as I turned to shut the door. It came to me that my breasts and bra were clearly visible through my sheer blouse as I stood in profile in the daylight. I closed the door and stepped up to her desk and leaning over, took both of her hands. "I hope you're hungry. I'm starving" I said as I squeezed her hands in greeting. She squeezed my hands back and looking me straight in the eyes with only a hint of a smile, said "I'm famished, and I'm ready to go." I started for Vic's office when he steeped out of the door. His shaped brows rose when he saw the blouse and shoes. I purposefully glanced down at his crotch in a playful manner and I could swear I saw him start to rise. "Hey, honey. Gail and I are going to lunch now. We'll see you in a while." Knowing that we would be having a talk that should help make him a little less uneasy, he said "It's been slow. You girls take as much time as you want. I can cover the phones." I kissed him and said "That's sweet. I swear you're becoming more considerate by the minute" and laughed as Gail and I walked out the door. We made chit chat on the drive to a good eating establishment in the area. After receiving our drinks, Gail said "I just love your blouse and shoes. I think pink is such a pretty color. I guess I mean that it makes one feel feminine. You know what I mean?." "Oh, definitely" I agreed, and deciding to plunge right into it "That's why I've got Vic in pink panties, pink garter belt, and pink nylons today" and looked her right in the eyes to gage her reaction. "Really" she said, and smiled back at me "and I bet they go great with his pink nails and lipstick, don't they?" I smiled back at her. "I see you're not taken aback." "Not at all. I've been know to play a sexual game or two." "Oh no, not you too." I feigned surprise. She looked at me and smiled sweetly. Setting down her tea, she reached across the table and placed her cool hand on mine. "Oh, yes" she said. "Games are the spice of life." I did not remove my hand from her touch and seeing that the opportunity had arisen, I said "Then maybe you'd like to join in our's." Sitting back, my hand still on the table under Gail's I waited, somewhat apprehensively." Wrapping her fingers around my hand, she gave my hand a squeeze and said "I was afraid you wouldn't ask. I thought about you guys all evening and wished that I could be a part of what you were obviously doing. I noticed yesterday that Vic was aroused but didn't guess why until he bent over in front of the file cabinet and I saw his panty lines. Then I suspected that something was going on but never dreamed that you were part of it. A lot of guys get excited about wearing women's panties but I don't think very many wives know it. Imagine my surprise when I saw you out with him wearing fingernail polish and lip gloss and a bra shape showing through his shirt. What are you guys doing?" I was about to confide in her when a lady came into the restaurant and started to take a table near ours. I smiled at her and said "We must like the same eating places. This is the second time we've met in less than a day." Recognizing me, she smiled a slightly embarrassed smile and looking at Gail, her brows lifted and she smiled at her. "And you came in just as this charming couple were leaving, didn't you? My, but it is a small place." Turning back to me she said "You know, I was thinking about our short conversation and I have a, somewhat personal, question I'd like to ask you sometime." I quickly thought of our few comments from last night and guessed what the topic of her question might be. "Look, why don't you sit and eat with us. I can guess what you might want to talk about and, actually, Gail and I were just on the subject ourselves." Previous Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Next - Click here for a bio and to find more submissions by donnaallure. - Tell a friend about this story, click here. - Report problems with this story, click here. - Send instant anonymous feedback to the author. Home | Stories | Webcams | Forum | Adult Store Literotica Toy Store ADULT TOY & DVD STORE FAST & DISCREET Literotica XXX Webcams 24/7 LIVE CAMS - FREE PREVIEW W/AUDIO! Literotica Adult Movies STREAMING ADULT MOVIES PAY PER MINUTE All contents c Copyright 1998-2005. Literotica is a trademark. No part may be reproduced in any form without explicit written permission. Tricked Into Tranny Sex STRAIGHT MEN ARE FOOLED BY VERY SEXY TRANSSEXUALS FREE PREVIEW trannysurprise.com XXX Transsexual Movies TRANSGENDER EROTIC ADULT MOVIES 20,000+ PAY PER MINUTE TITLES SEARCHABLE CATEGORIES www.literoticavod.com index : Transsexuals & Crossdressers : Birthday Present Birthday Present by donnaallure c The lady looked apprehensive and said "Oh, no. I really don't want to intrude on an, obviously, private conversation." "Nonsense" I replied. "Please join us. This could be very interesting for all of us." I could hardly believe my own words. Here I was prepared to discuss my sex life with two women, one of whom I knew slightly, and the other not at all. She agreed to join us and slid her, somewhat portly, body into the chair on my right. I looked at her a little more closely as she seated herself. She had a beautiful, if somewhat aged face, beautiful skin, and a proportional, if slightly large, body. It was obvious that she had really been a beauty when she was younger. Setting her purse on the floor beside her, she glanced at my shoes a little longer that necessary, actually. Looking back up she self consciously looked at my pink blouse. "Your family seems to like pink" she smiled. Seeing her timid opening, I jumped right in. "Oh, yes. Miss Vickie and I have found it to be quite stimulating." She grinned and said "Well, Miss Vickie looks quite good in pink, too." Gail spoke up with a question. "Miss Vickie?" I turned to her and said "Oh, yes. We hadn't gotten to that yet. Miss Vickie or Victoria seemed to be more appropriate for our game than Vic. I have slipped up and used the wrong name in the wrong place, haven't I...." I realized that we hadn't even introduced ourselves. "I'm sorry. I'm Donna and this is Vic's secretary, Gail. And you are....?" "Jeannine" she answered, offering her pretty hand to me and then to Gail. "Donna" Jeannine asked "How long has Vic been Victoria?" "Actually, less than 48 hours." She was taken aback and I saw surprise on Gail's face, as well. "But he seemed almost comfortable being out in public with feminine things on. I would have thought much longer" she said. "Oh, believe me, he was far from comfortable. It was all I could do to get him into the restaurant." Jeannine was again surprised. "It was your idea for the nails and bra? And even his eyebrows were shaped." "It was just my idea of adding a little danger to our game. He probably blushed more last night than he has in his entire life" I laughed a little laugh. "You didn't think it was his idea, did you?" "Well, actually, I did." Suddenly, it dawned on me what her real question might be. "You said you had a question for me. What is it?" "Well, in a way, it's kind of irrelevant, since his dressing was your idea." I remembered some of the things I had read earlier and decided to probe further. "Maybe your question is more relevant than even you are aware of" I stated. "Please go ahead." Jeannine swallowed nervously and began to speak "I wanted to know how you felt about your husband wearing ladies things, but obviously you don't have any problem with it." "Oh, not at all. I initiated the whole thing as a birthday surprise for Vic two days ago. He said for his birthday that he wanted an unforgettable sexual experience. I thought about it for a while and came up with the idea of dressing him up and making love to him like a woman. Well, it worked. He got so turned on by the whole thing that he has had five climaxes in the last two days and, as a bonus, I've had four." Jeannine and Gail both looked at me in surprise. Gail said "You are kidding." "No way" I said. "We've both gotten super turned on by the whole thing. It even led to an experience last night that was unbelievable." Both women looked puzzled knowing that they had seen Vic and I fairly late. "On the way home. I'll tell you about it sometime," I smiled "when I get to know you better. Back to you, Jeannine. Let me guess. Your husband like's ladies things?" The smile faded from Jeannine's face and a look of concern appeared. "Yes, he has almost our entire marriage." I reached over to her and took her hand, kindly. "And how do you feel about it, Jeannine?" I asked, tenderly, sensing that this was important to her." "Actually, I've always felt it was weird, or maybe even perverted, and have basically just tolerated it. He wears ladies underwear almost all the time. He has tried to explain the reason to me but I really just don't get it. I feel that we have grown quite distant from each other, especially in the area of intimacy. I don't know what all he might be doing when we're not together. I don't know if he is gay or what. I know that he loves me and cares for me. He does a lot of little things that other men won't do. He even does the laundry." "Listen, hon. I know that you are older than Gail and I and, coming from a different generation, you have a more conservative outlook on things. But I was doing some reading this morning and no matter what a man might say about why he wears panties, like they are more comfortable, or briefs chap him, or whatever, the real reason is that it excites him and allows him to feel sexual feelings that he may not feel otherwise. Most of the guys get excited, almost to bliss, by the thought of having sex while wearing lingerie. And I can say from experience that it can be a real turn on from our perspective, too. It's really an exciting mix of sex and fantasy. I'm starting to believe that 99 percent of the pleasure we experience from sex is in our heads." Jeannine looked at me sadly and said "It's probably been five years since I've had that pleasure, physical or mental. I get aroused, sometimes, over a movie, but we haven't really taken any action in a while." I looked at her and my heart went out to her. "Jeannine" I said, squeezing her hand, "I'll guarantee you that if you'll take the initiative in feminizing your husband, the fizz will reappear in your relationship. If he already has the desire, all you have to do to put the spice back in is take control of what he wears and when, and create a sexual command and reward system. And a punishment system, too, when he doesn't do what you tell him to. Not real punishment, but perceived, like spanking his butt or embarrasing him in some little way." I saw a little light go on in her eyes, and a slight smile. "I don't know if I could do it. It's not in my disposition and I don't feel at all sexy any more. I think I'm past all that." "Jeannine, 'feel' is the key word. Go to a store and buy the items you would if you were twenty five and looked like a movie star. Then, buy the same things for your husband and prepare his body for them and then make him wear them. I'll bet you won't be able to get close to him for the hard on getting in the way." "Honey, I hope you're right. I think I will at least give it a try. It surely can't hurt anything and maybe it will help." "Well," I said "help him become the most beautiful woman he can be and see how things change. I know that Victoria and I have been having a blast and I think that Gail, here, is going to help us a little." Gail smiled at me and said "You can bet on it." Jeannine looked a little funny. "It doesn't bother you that someone else knows something this intimate about your life?" I thought honestly about her question and answered truthfully "You know, if you had asked me this a week ago, I think I would have had to say it would. But Victoria and I have had some eye opening experiences in the last couple of days. So my answer would have to be that, actually, I'm looking forward to including Gail in our game. I'm kind of counting on her to help keep Victoria on her toes and excited. Who knows what might develop from that." I looked at Gail and smiled again. She smiled back. "I, personally, don't feel I would be intruding on their personal lives but rather feel privileged that I am being included in their game. I think it's going to be fun" Gail interjected. "Look, I've got an idea. The web site I was looking at this morning has places for discussion and stories on this very thing. How about if we write down our stories as they progress. Send your versions to my e-mail and I will try to coordinate it and post it in the appropriate place on the site. I'll talk to Victoria about writing down about how she felt about everything as I feminized her." Gail looked excited about the prospect but Jeannine was apprehensive. "I don't think I write well enough for others to read, especially about something I'm not even sure I can do." "Jeannine, honey. If you have the tenacity to stay married as long as you have, I think that doing this will be a breeze." "Well, how do I go about it?" she asked. "Use your imagination" I replied. "That's what makes it creative and fun. And I'd like to be there when you take the first step. What is your husband's name?" "Philip." Jeannine replied. "Well, I'd like to see Philip's face when you initiate the first step to turning him into Phylis." I took out a piece of paper and wrote my e-mail address down for each of them. Handing each the paper I said "Well, Gail, I'd best get you back to work." "Jeannine, it was so good to meet you and I'm so glad you decided to ask me that question. Good luck to you, and, remember, have fun." Jeannine grinned and said "Well, I'm certainly going to try. It can't hurt anything and may very well be the answer to many years of uncertainty." "You go, girl" I said, and hugged her as we rose to go, having finished our meal. On impulse, I hugged her again, and planted a kiss on her cheek. "You are going to be fine. I'm looking forward to meeting Phylis, sometime." "I don't know if I am" Jeannine grinned "but there's only one way to find out." As I drove Gail back to the office I thought about what had just happened. I pulled up in front of the office and put the car in park. "You just don't know what's going to happen from one minute to the next, do you Gail?" Gail leaned over to me and, before I realized what was happening, placed a gentle kiss on my lips. "No, you don't, do you?" and swung her legs out of the car. I sat there, stunned. Then I just smiled and waved bye to Gail as she went through the office door. Damn, I thought. What's next? Chapter 6