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17 May 2012 12:05PM
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How I became a cross dressing Sissi
I was living in Leiden, Holland with Jolanda. I knew she was bi and it didn't bother me that sometimes she would sleep over with a girl friend. Sometimes she would have a girlfriend or two stay over as well. I was very tactful and gave her the space she needed when she needed it.
One day while she was out I was looking for something in the bedroom and I opened a drawer which contained some girlie underwear. I started to hold things up to take a look at them.
I make no secret of the fact that I often desired to try some things on. Jolanda even suggested I try it but I was always too shy.
Well this time, being alone at home I started to try things on. Bras, panties, stockings, garter belt, dresses. I'd try one thing and pose in front of the mirror, then try something different.
I found a nice pink and black bra and pantie set and put those on, still wearing the stockings. I also found a blonde wig and tried that too.
I put on some music and got very carried away doing a sexy dance in front of the mirror. Seeing myself like that caused me to become very aroused and I got quite a boner and I played with it a little adding a touch of moisturizing cream making it very shiny.
I hadn't heard the front door and I wasn't even aware of the fact that Jolanda and a friend of hers were standing in the room watching my every move. The song came to an end and they made their presence know by applauding.
For me it was a big shock and I hurriedly searched for something to cover myself with.
Jolanda approached me and snatched away the towel I'd picked up and said. No, don't cover up. Let's take a look at you". I was made to stand with my hands by my sides as they both inspected me. They were both having fun choosing different combinations out on me.
Eventually they had me dressed like a french maid with an apron and a head piece.
Once "dressed" I was given some chores. I had to serve them with food and drinks.
Later that evening, after a few drinks I was summonsed to the table. They were both a little drunk.
Jolanda's Lifted up my dress saying that Elaine was a little curious about the bulge she was seeing and she thought it would be more amusing for her to have a better look
My hard cock had certainly protruded above the elastic of the panties and Jolanda pulled them down to my knees
"Nice isn't it"
"mm yes, very cute" Elaine replied. Then looking at me asked "May I feel it"
Jolanda spoke up saying "Don't ask him, ask me, He's my maid" Then to my surpruse she picked up the whipped cream spray and squirted it over the end of my dick. "There you are, you can have more than a feel" she laughed.
Elaine started to lick all the cream away then took the tip into her mouth and started sucking.....
I'd love to tell more but out of time. will continue if requested
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17 May 2012 12:06PM

fag

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17 May 2012 12:36PM

Even on Motherless you find narrow mindedness
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17 May 2012 12:44PM

fake story is gay

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17 May 2012 1:10PM

This story is very hot! I would love to hear more, Please.. I have cross dressed a few times and always wished I had a woman to help me and share the experience with.

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