Surprise meeting (part one)
Surprise meeting (part one)
You may have read in my previous blog that I now have a very obliging gay friend who is more than happy to fuck me while I’m dressed Au Femme. Our relationship has developed somewhat over the last year and now there is genuine affection between us. It’s nothing that would threaten my marriage but I’m now definitely bisexual and am finally actively enjoying both sides of my nature. I visit my friend, Mark, regularly and it always ends up with me begging him to screw me (he likes to keep me waiting) We also now have a two way relationship and I’m sometimes “top”, sometimes he is, sometimes I’m dressed au femme, sometimes we both are (lesbians ha-ha!) I admit that, as pleasant as it is to fuck my friend, I much prefer being treated as a gurl should be.
On a couple of occasions we have managed to spend the night together and this has been really special. Waking up next to him dressed in my satin nightdress is deeply moving. Mark sleeps naked and I once managed to get him erect and giving him head before he woke. He said it was like coming out of a dream. It was a dream for me too as he soon put that erect member to work.
Last week I had an opportunity to visit him and messaged him that his little sissy friend would be available that evening. He replied that although he would be delighted to see me, he already had a friend visiting. He said that his friend, Rick, would be happy to meet me and what did I think to a threesome? You can guess my reply.
Feeling very daring, I decided to travel there already dressed. It was a dark evening and I only had to risk getting out to the car which is pretty private, and it’s similar at Mark’s house as well.
I had a long shower including douching my bottom out thoroughly. I inserted a plug as I find walking around with it one in helps to loosen me up ready for anal sex. I dressed in my favourite femme clothes. Stockings were rolled on, suspenders clipped in, panties pulled up snug, padded bra fastened, lacy slip pulled on and finally a nice cotton frock. I donned my medium length wig and added a little blusher and lippy. Shoes, coat and scarf on and I was out of the door ready for adventure.
I love driving while dressed as I can so anonymous but in no time I was ringing Mark’s bell and he opened the door in boy clothes. “Mmm, you look nice” he remarked, kissing me on both cheeks, “Come through and meet my young friend Rick”.
I took my coat off and walked through to the living room and straight in to a “situation”.
Mark’s friend Rick was a younger, slim, attractive, gay man which was fine - that was not the problem.
The problem was that Rick was my nephew Richard!!!!
As I was dressed in feminine attire with wig and make-up it took Richard a moment to clock who I was. He was speechless for a second or two but then said “Well, I always half suspected you were Bi Uncle Pete but I wouldn’t have suspected the cross-dressing”
Mark was just as surprised as we were as he had only met Rick fairly recently and had no notion of the family connection.
“Oh dear” he said “This could be embarrassing; I’ll just go and make some tea while you sort out your ground rules”
Richard soon regained his composure and asked me if I had a problem with the situation. I agreed that it wasn’t a problem for me though I might need a moment to come to terms with it.
I’d known Richard since he was born and I was the only one of the family who was surprised when he came out. I had seen the signs since he was in his early teens and although his parents were shocked and appalled, they came round after a short time and now defend his gayness vigorously as parents do (and should) Since then Richard just one of the family that just happens to be gay. Just to say, Mark is about 10 years younger than me and Richard is again about 10 years younger than Mark.
Richard’s next move was, to say the least, unexpected. He stood up, took me in his arms and gave me a firm full body hug before asking “Kiss?”
I nodded (couldn’t speak) and was expecting a kiss on the cheek, perhaps the lips, but there followed a long sensual kiss that seemed to go on and on - tongues, lip sucking, the works. I was soon getting erect and I could feel that Richard was as well.
"I do have a problem though" said Rick "Do I continue with Uncle Pete or would you prefer Auntie Dolly?"
That broke what was left of the ice and it was now obvious I was in for a very interesting evening.
With that, Mark came back in with the tea to find us still in a clinch. “Oh good” he said “It seems we don’t have a problem. Can I have a kiss too Peter?” of course he could!
To be continued.
You may have read in my previous blog that I now have a very obliging gay friend who is more than happy to fuck me while I’m dressed Au Femme. Our relationship has developed somewhat over the last year and now there is genuine affection between us. It’s nothing that would threaten my marriage but I’m now definitely bisexual and am finally actively enjoying both sides of my nature. I visit my friend, Mark, regularly and it always ends up with me begging him to screw me (he likes to keep me waiting) We also now have a two way relationship and I’m sometimes “top”, sometimes he is, sometimes I’m dressed au femme, sometimes we both are (lesbians ha-ha!) I admit that, as pleasant as it is to fuck my friend, I much prefer being treated as a gurl should be.
On a couple of occasions we have managed to spend the night together and this has been really special. Waking up next to him dressed in my satin nightdress is deeply moving. Mark sleeps naked and I once managed to get him erect and giving him head before he woke. He said it was like coming out of a dream. It was a dream for me too as he soon put that erect member to work.
Last week I had an opportunity to visit him and messaged him that his little sissy friend would be available that evening. He replied that although he would be delighted to see me, he already had a friend visiting. He said that his friend, Rick, would be happy to meet me and what did I think to a threesome? You can guess my reply.
Feeling very daring, I decided to travel there already dressed. It was a dark evening and I only had to risk getting out to the car which is pretty private, and it’s similar at Mark’s house as well.
I had a long shower including douching my bottom out thoroughly. I inserted a plug as I find walking around with it one in helps to loosen me up ready for anal sex. I dressed in my favourite femme clothes. Stockings were rolled on, suspenders clipped in, panties pulled up snug, padded bra fastened, lacy slip pulled on and finally a nice cotton frock. I donned my medium length wig and added a little blusher and lippy. Shoes, coat and scarf on and I was out of the door ready for adventure.
I love driving while dressed as I can so anonymous but in no time I was ringing Mark’s bell and he opened the door in boy clothes. “Mmm, you look nice” he remarked, kissing me on both cheeks, “Come through and meet my young friend Rick”.
I took my coat off and walked through to the living room and straight in to a “situation”.
Mark’s friend Rick was a younger, slim, attractive, gay man which was fine - that was not the problem.
The problem was that Rick was my nephew Richard!!!!
As I was dressed in feminine attire with wig and make-up it took Richard a moment to clock who I was. He was speechless for a second or two but then said “Well, I always half suspected you were Bi Uncle Pete but I wouldn’t have suspected the cross-dressing”
Mark was just as surprised as we were as he had only met Rick fairly recently and had no notion of the family connection.
“Oh dear” he said “This could be embarrassing; I’ll just go and make some tea while you sort out your ground rules”
Richard soon regained his composure and asked me if I had a problem with the situation. I agreed that it wasn’t a problem for me though I might need a moment to come to terms with it.
I’d known Richard since he was born and I was the only one of the family who was surprised when he came out. I had seen the signs since he was in his early teens and although his parents were shocked and appalled, they came round after a short time and now defend his gayness vigorously as parents do (and should) Since then Richard just one of the family that just happens to be gay. Just to say, Mark is about 10 years younger than me and Richard is again about 10 years younger than Mark.
Richard’s next move was, to say the least, unexpected. He stood up, took me in his arms and gave me a firm full body hug before asking “Kiss?”
I nodded (couldn’t speak) and was expecting a kiss on the cheek, perhaps the lips, but there followed a long sensual kiss that seemed to go on and on - tongues, lip sucking, the works. I was soon getting erect and I could feel that Richard was as well.
"I do have a problem though" said Rick "Do I continue with Uncle Pete or would you prefer Auntie Dolly?"
That broke what was left of the ice and it was now obvious I was in for a very interesting evening.
With that, Mark came back in with the tea to find us still in a clinch. “Oh good” he said “It seems we don’t have a problem. Can I have a kiss too Peter?” of course he could!
To be continued.
4 months ago
