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From: LabRat@i-link.net (Karen Mitchell)
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Subject: Story - Nck#1.txt
Date: Fri, 31 May 1996 10:15:46 -0500
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I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may
contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is
offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy ....
enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up
with what I have now.
Chapter 1 - Beginnings
I had long ago confessed my desire to wear feminine lingerie
to my wife Penny. I wanted her to know exactly what she was
getting when she married me. She took the news well and didn't
freak out. Although she was only lukewarm to the idea, she did not
rule my desire deviant or obscene. It was not till many months
after the wedding that the subject came up again, oddly enough, by
my wife. She knew I had not been able to dress up any since we had
gotten married and wanted to know if I missed it or was upset with
her for stopping it. I wasn't upset and told her so. I did miss
it a little. She was glad I wasn't angry and mysteriously said
something to the effect that maybe I wouldn't have to miss it too
much longer. I wondered what she meant by that but she changed the
subject and I let it slide.
A few more months passed. It was one Thursday that she called
me at work. She said that she had the rest of the week off and
wondered if I would take Friday off so we could have some time
together. I said sure but her friend Rebeccah was supposed to stay
with us that night after she got out of classes. My wife told me
that Rebeccah had the rest of the week off too and had not driven
up and would not need to stay with us. We said goodbye and hung
up. I finished up the project I was working on and took off. On
the trip home I wondered what my wife had in mind for the weekend.
As soon as I walked in the door my wife attacked me. She
began kissing me and pulling off my clothes. I welcomed the attack
and returned it. Soon we were naked on the couch. Penny asked me
if I would like to try something new, to which I said "Sure,
anything". She reached over to the end table and picked up a blind
fold. She wrapped it around my head and tied it in place. She
then pulled me up and put my hands over my head. I heard the click
of metal as I felt the cold steel of the handcuffs on my wrists.
She then tied a short rope around my neck and to the handcuffs so
I could not move my hands. She grabbed my by my dick and led me
down the hall and into the bathroom. Just as we entered the
bathroom I heard a click but did not pay it any attention. She led
me into the shower stall and told me to stand still. She turned
the water on and got me soaked. She then reached around and
grabbed the soap. I then felt her apply the lather to my legs.
She worked quickly and thoroughly. I felt her hands on every part
of my. By the time she was finishing my chest though, my legs
began to burn and itch. This wasn't right. Soap doesn't burn. I
started to ask Penny what was going on but as soon as my mouth was
opened I felt a gag pushed between my teeth. She tied it behind my
head and the only sounds I could make were grunts. The burning
slowly spread up my legs, over my ass, up my stomach and onto my
chest and armpits. It seemed to last about 30 minutes before I
felt the water come on again. The coolness of the water was a
welcome relief and I felt Penny begin to scrub my skin with a wash
cloth. After several minutes, she turned the water off and toweled
me off. The soft terry cloth towel felt unusually good against my
skin. My wife led me out of the shower and into the center of the
bathroom, the cool air of the room flowing over my skin. Again I
heard a click and still could not place it.
I felt Penny wrap something I couldn't identify around my
waist. She slowly tightened it up and I finally placed what it had
to be: a corset. My mind was in shock and she pulled it up some
and then reached into in and pulled at my chest some. I felt the
skin on my chest settle into the cups. Then she pulled the strings
tighter till I could barely breath. I didn't know she could pull
that hard. Finally she was satisfied. She told me to lift one leg
and the other. I felt something silky slid up my legs and knew it
had to be panties. She tucked my penis between my legs and
smoothed the front of the panties. She then leaned me against the
counter and told me to raise one leg. I felt something light and
smooth slide over my foot and up my leg. She was putting stocking
on my legs. She then did the same to my other leg. She the sat me
up and attached the stockings to the garters attached to the
corset, being careful to pull the garters underneath my panties.
At last she was done and she led me back into the living room. I
heard several clicks as she walked around me and wondered what she
was doing now.
"If I remove your gag, will you promise not to speak unless
spoken to?", my wife asked, "Nod your head if you agree."
Being unable to do anything else I nodded. I felt the gag
pulled from my mouth.
"Remember, I can put it right back where it came from before
you speak any today. Now would you like to be able to see what you
look like?"
Afraid to say yes, I only nodded my head. I felt her come up
behind me and begin to untie the blindfold. She then pulled it off
me. I blinked a few times to clear my vision. Right in front of
me was someone, but my wife was behind me. I panicked as I looked
into the familiar face of Rebeccah, my wife's best friend. She was
grinning from ear to ear.
"Lovely outfit you've got on... Niki" was all she said.
I blushed intensely as I looked down to see that I had on a
white corset with white stockings. A pair of matching white
panties encased my cock. The corset squeezed me so that it
appeared that I had two breasts. A flash went off and I looked up
to see Rebeccah with a camera in her hands. I knew what the click
I had heard was now. They had been taking pictures of me. I felt
my wife reach up and remove the handcuffs from my hands and the
rope from my neck.
"Come sit down over here... Niki", my wife commanded.
I let her lead me over the couch and sat down. Rebeccah
walked the kitchen and came back with a chair and a small package.
She sat beside me and opened the package. She took my hand in hers
and began to file my fingernails. My wife moved my head so that I
was facing straight ahead. She told me to close my eyes. I felt
something wet brush against my lashes, then she pressed something
against them. She then told me to open them and keep them open.
I looked down quickly to see that Rebeccah had began to apply long,
fake, red nails to my hands. My wife picked up a a pair of
tweezers and began to pull at my eyebrows. It was somewhat painful
to not too bad. Rebeccah moved over to my other hand and began her
work. They spoke to each other, asking how their work looked.
Finally my wife finished tweezing my eyebrows. She then began to
apply a foundation to my face. Rebeccah finished the last nail and
told me not to move either hand. She then disappeared into the
kitchen while my wife began to move a soft brush across my cheeks.
While Penny was applying eyeshadow, Rebeccah returned. She brushed
my hair back and then placed a wig over my head. While she pulled
and fidgeted with the wig, my wife finished applying some mascara
and began to put some lipstick on me. At last they were both done.
Rebeccah again took another picture of me sitting there, then they
each grabbed an arm and pulled me up.
My wife told me to close my eyes as I entered the bathroom and
the two of them led me in front of the full length mirror. My wife
then told me to open my eyes and I stared at the image in the
mirror. It was a reflection of a fairly pretty woman, a little
heavy boned but still quite lovely. The long red nails would draw
the attention of many a man and the pouting red lips seemed ready
to receive a kiss. I was quite awed by the woman I had become and
I slowly traced a line across my breasts with a long red
fingernail. A flash brought be back to reality as Rebeccah took
another picture of me. I followed the two of them back into the
living room.
Penny opened a box and pulled out a short white dress with
blue polka dots. She handed it to me and told me to put it on. I
stepped into it and pulled it up. Penny buttoned the back of it
up. It was a strapless summer dress that came to just above my
knees. It showed off what little cleavage I had very well and my
bare shoulders did not seem quite so proud or masculine sticking
out from the dress. Rebeccah then opened another box and pulled
out a pair of blue shoes with two inch heels. I slid into them and
strapped them on. They then made me walk around the house. The
heels raised my butt a little and added a bit of a wiggle to my
stride. At last I seemed to please them. Rebeccah fastened a
bracelet around my wrist while Penny put some clip-on earring on
me. Rebeccah then handed me a purse as Penny headed for the door.
I tried to talk them out of going out but they had the pictures.
With the pictures they could make me do anything they wanted.
Slowly I walked out the door for the first time as a woman.
Chapter 2 - The First Adventure
Rebeccah pulled the seat up and told me to sit in the back.
I slid in and they got in the front seat. We drove from the house
and entered the highway. I was scared now that I would be found
out. Both Rebeccah and Penny told me I had nothing to worry about,
that I looked fine. It wasn't long until we arrived at the mall.
My hesitancy at leaving the car was overcome by the threat of the
pictures. We walked into the mall together, three women out for an
evening of shopping.
We windowed shopped until we arrived out our first stop.
Rebeccah wanted to pick up a new pair of earrings. I followed them
into the store. Penny told me to sit over by the counter while
they looked around. I watched as Penny talked with one of the
attendants. The attendant then walked over to me and said hi. I
just nodded, fearing to speak. She reached down and pulled both
earrings from my ears. Before I could turn to ask what was going
on, she held a sort of gun to my ear. There was a sharp pain there
and I started to ask what was going on when I caught my wife's
glance. The one look communicated volumes. I turned back and sat
still as the attendant continued to piece the same ear again. She
then repeated the process of the other ear. She then inserted a CZ
stud into each piercing while instructing me on how to take care of
my ears. As she chatted I began to feel more comfortable in my
role. She obviously took me as a women. After she was done I even
ventured to say a meek thank you. My wife walked over and paid for
the earrings I now had on and we left.
We visited a few more stores, mostly just looking, purchasing
a few things, before returning to the car. The girls questioned me
about my confidence in my ability to pass. I admitted I felt much
better than I had. They then drove across town to an adult
bookstore. I began to get scared again but they would have none of
that. Penny told me that know I would learn how she felt when we
had gone into one of these places. We entered as a group,
attracting the stares of everyone in the store. Penny handed me a
few quarters and told me to go watch a movie.
Nervous about going off by myself, I still walked down the
hall and entered a booth. I put all the quarters in and started to
watch the movies, flipping channels occasionally. A few minutes
into the movie my attention was drawn to a small hole in the wall.
Someone's finger protruded through the hole and I could see a
shadowy face on the other side. I was shocked to find myself being
observed and rose to leave but found my door to be jammed. I could
not get it open. The face laughed and I listened to what he said.
He and his buddy wanted a blow job from me and they would not let
me out until I gave them each one. I refused and he then said that
maybe the two women with me would be better at pleasing them.
Faced with the threat of him and his friend going after Penny and
Rebeccah, I gave in. He told me to make it good and then stuck his
limp dick through the hole.
I kneeled down in front of the hole. I took the dick in my
hand and began to massage it. I then heard him say he wanted a
blow job, not a hand job. I bent down and stared at the tip of the
penis. If I wanted to get out of here I would have to take it in
my mouth. I opened my mouth and leaned forward. I felt the head
reach my tongue and closed my mouth around the dick. I swirled my
tongue around the head as it began to grow. I stroked it and began
to move my mouth up and down the cock. Now that I had actually
done it, my fear was gone. I started to move faster, varying the
length of my stroke with constant sucking. It was over before I
expected as the dick began to jerk and cum erupted from the head.
The flavor was alright with me and I began to swallow the spunk
down. He then said to treat his buddy just as good.
A few minutes later another dick was put through the hole.
This one was black and although not erect, still 6 inches long. I
picked the flesh tube up in my hand and took the head in my mouth.
A few seconds of stroking and sucking had the black dick as hard as
iron. I looked down the length of the monster in my mouth
wondering how much I could swallow. Slowly I began to slide up and
down the big cock, getting a little more in my mouth each time
until it hit the back of my throat. I paused and took a deep
breath. While concentrating, swallowed and push forward until the
thick head slid down my throat. A few more strokes and it got
easier. I then began to swallow more of the cock, inch by inch,
until to my surprise I had swallowed it all. This dick lasted
longer than the first, at least five minutes before it exploded.
It came some much that I couldn't keep it all in my mouth, some
came out the corners of my mouth and dribbled down my chin. It
made me feel wonderfully slutty. Just then the door flew open and
a flash went off. I turned to see Rebeccah, camera in hand, with
Penny behind her. As I pulled away from the dick, it erupted one
last time, the cum striking my cheek and dripping down. Rebeccah
took another picture and then left. Penny handed me a handkerchief
and told me to meet them in the car when I was done. The look in
her eye was not one of betrayal or disgust but of burning lust.
She appeared to want to be the one on the end of this dick. I
licked the dick clean and then, instead of using the handkerchief,
I wiped the cum into my mouth. I wanted as much as I could get.
I think I had just become addicted to cum. I left the bookstore
and got into the car. We drove home in silence, my thoughts on how
good the dick had felt between my lips and on how it would have
felt deep in my ass.
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Author's Note:
This is the first part of a story that I am writing. If you have
enjoyed it and would like to see more, send me a note. If you would
like to make a comment about this story, send E-Mail to Greyfire at
Carolyn's Closet or Triess. I welcome honest critiques as well as
suggestions.
-=- Greyfire
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