Kiss Of Death? Say It Ain't So!

Well, you know me and my lipstick! Should we take this seriously?
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Stop wearing lipstick? Yeah, right!!
Kisses

It's A Good Day For Thr Roses!

Happy Valentine's Day everyone. I hope you all have plans with those you love. Danny and I have a quiet evening planned at home. I'm just about to go down and put together a lasagna because that's what my honey wants. With a bottle of Amarone that sounds just perfect, don't you think? What will I be wearing? Not much by the end of the night but I did find the perfect pair of stockings in bright red! I hope you all get roses! As the years go by I love them more and more. Tonight will be just fantastic. Both of us are off tomorrow so we plan to spend much of our time in bed. Kisses!!!
PS: I hope you enjoyed the previous post. I wonder what will happen next?

The New Girlfriends: Part 6 - Sundays Will Never Be The Same!

I had the sweetest dream. Karen and I were walking hand in hand along a beautiful white sandy beach. The water was that gorgeous turquoise shade you find in the warmer climates. We were both wearing skimpy bikinis with large breasts swaying as we strolled along. Every so often we would stop to embrace and kiss. I could actually feel our big tits press together as we embraced. They were real! I could feel the heat rising between my legs as our nipples playfully rubbed together. After a lengthy kiss we simply gazed into each others eyes and shared a secret smile feeling a cool breeze on our perfectly smooth bodies.
I opened my eyes to see my pretty new girlfriend's face peering down at me with that same smile I had only moments before saw in my dream. I reached my hand up and gently ran my long nails over her soft cheek. Not a word was spoken as I gently brought her lips to mine in a soft kiss. We fell into a tight embrace as our passions built. Smooth hairless legs entwined as our hands roamed over each others bodies. We stayed this way for what seemed like hours never saying a word. It seemed all of our cares and the upcoming obstacles we would face paled in insignificance as we shared our total love and devotion to each other. We were both hard as rocks but the idea of orgasm never entered our minds. The only thing that broke the mood was the phone ringing.
"Hello?....Oh, hi Mom....yeah, just woke up...oh, just this and that, mostly hanging by the pool...really?.....that's great, wow....uh huh....yeah, he's here...umm, no...he's in the shower....oh!.....about what time?....do you need me to pick you up or are you using car service?...okay, well great...I will...see you tonight, bye...love you too, bye.
"What's going on, Karen whispered in my ear as she leaned against my back. I could feel her nipples pressing into me. "Change of plans. They finished up early and are flying back later this afternoon. We have to get a move on and get things back to normal". I stood up and pulled my babydoll over my head as I headed towards the shower. "Come on, dollface, lets shower together to save time". As we washed each other's bodies under the warm spray I filled Karen in on my conversation with Mom. It seems that the trip to "Fashion Week" in New York was a very big success. A London based distributor had been very keen to promote Raven's (My Mom) designs throughout Europe. This was a huge advancement. If it all worked out she would be more financially independent than ever. I'm talking "jet set" here. We spent more time in the shower than planned. Well, can you blame us? After drying off and slipping on some satin shorty robes we went down to the kitchen to make something to eat and plan out the rest of the day. Laundry was a priority, especially my mother's bed sheets. Too many cum stains and lipstick smears. Plus the room needed a good airing out. I figured we had a solid eight hours to get things done so after breakfast we slipped on our bikinis and went for a swim. As we lay side by side on the lounge chairs we bemoaned the fact that our original plans were disrupted. We had originally planned on playing some intense dressup for most of the afternoon ending in some steamy sex that night while stretching out our tight pussies for future fun and games. Now it seemed that Jake and Kevin would be back alot sooner than expected. Needless to say we were pretty bummed out but were thrilled to our feminine cores that we had gotten this far with each other. Karen especially. In one weekend she had gone from a cute but inconspicuous boy who could, with very little help, transform herself into a stunning beauty. Her ability to adapt to being so feminine still amazes me. She always gives me credit but there had to be something there all along to make her so good at it!
By six that evening we were (Ugh!) back in boy mode having divested ourselves of our breasts and long nails. I noticed that Karen still had her toenails painted red and pointed it out to her. "The toes stay polished. I need something to feel like a girl!", she emphatically said. I agreed glancing at the time. "We have about an hour, come with me.", I said as I dragged her up to the Loft. I quickly put together what only can be described as a girly emergency kit. Babydoll nightie, wig, makeup, (plus remover) basic lingerie, four inch heels and two of the smaller dildos. "These are yours until we figure out how to break the news to your sister.", I told her. She wrapped me in her arms and kissed me hard on my pale lips. We were very quickly naked and rolling around on the floor. We wasted no time as we got into a 69 position and brought each other to a very nice cum. As we were getting ourselves back together I heard from down below...."Boys?....we're here...boys? Karen and I looked at each other. "What boys?", I whispered in her ear. We giggled and gave each other a quick peck on the lips and went to greet them.

Another Super Sunday!

First of all I'd like to thank all of you who boosted my hits with my last entry. It's much appreciated. It would be even nicer if you left some comments but, in all honesty, I'm as guilty as anybody else. The New Girlfriends will continue. In what form....I don't know. However......
If you have been reading my blogs then you know that Super Bowl Sunday is special for Danny and me. We tend to do things that we....well, just say we let all of these fantasies come to life. It's always my choice. This year it's a blast from the past. If you remember the first time he saw me dressed as a girl it was Alice from Wonderland. I thought it would be a great time for a sequel. More on that post-game.
I have some thoughts on writing some stand alone pieces. If that is of interest, than let me know.
Kisses....Rita...Go Giants!!!

The New Girlfriends: Part 5 - Later That Night!

"Ow, ow, owww, please stop..it hurts"! I pulled what little I had of my cock out of Karen's rosebud. I looked to see that her eyes were tearing up. Faint traces of mascara running on to her blushed cheeks. "I'm so sorry dollface! Did it hurt that much"? I had wanted so much to fuck her and later have her return the favor that the thought of it being painful never crossed my mind. "I'm the one who's sorry Jess, I really wanted it too!", she sobbed. My heart melted as I took her in my arms and kissed her soft red lips. "It's okay, honey. I should have known we weren't ready for this". We layed together and cuddled in our nighties until we had calmed ourselves down. After awhile we wrapped ourselves in pengiors and went down to the living room. I poured out each of us a snifter of brandy and we sat and consdered our future together as girls. "How are you going to tell Sharon about this?", I asked. She just shook her head. "No idea", she softly replied. " But, it's just so wierd, I have to be a girl now. All weekend I felt like a living doll and I can't let it end. There has to be a way and besides, I promised Shane I would". I thought for a minute. "My Mom will know how. She'll find a way and besides I really think that Shane was right. Your sister will be so totally cool with it"! "I hope so. I love being a girl and wearing pretty clothes and things", she said as she held out the hem of her babydoll. I noted the pretty red nails and giggled. It was so surreal. Here we were, two teenaged boys wearing babydoll nighties molded around our tits, long red nails with lipstick prints on our brandy snifters. "What about the other thing?", she sighed. "What...oh you mean...the other thing?", I replied. She nodded with just the cutest pout on her face. "Well, we'll just have to start out small and work our way up. I contemplated my next move. Standing up I held out my hand. "Come with me, dollface", I said with a smile on my red lips.
Now, Batman has his Batcave, Superman his Fortress Of Solitude, Raven has her studio and I have my Loft. Up to this point I hadn't mentioned it to Karen as in all reality I just didn't think of it. My loft was my mother's idea from the begining. A place where I could retreat from the world and be as feminine as I wanted whenever I wanted. Needless to say I spent alot of time there. It was light and airy and oh so girly. I kept my entire feminine wardrobe there as well as my doll collection. When I was younger I spent many a happy afternoon playing with my dolls. Dressing them in pretty little outfits and playing the mommy. However, as I hit puberty it became a refuge for more, how shall I say, intimate things. When we got to the door I opened it and waited for Karen too enter. She looked around in wonder. "This is my room", I said. "It's beautiful and so cozy", she replied. She walked around looking at my bed with its ruffled white bedspread, my vanity littered with makeup and perfume, my closets filled with dresses and shoes. There is always a hint of perfume in the air.
She sat at my vanity. "You're so lucky, Jessica. I wish I had a place like this". "You do now, honey. I'm sharing it with you"! She gave out a little gasp and rushed into my arms planting little kisses on my face. "I love you, I love you, I love you!", she cried. "Sit, let me show you someting that no one knows I have". I wnt into the back of my closet and brought out a wooden chest. I laid it on the edge of the bed and motioned for her to open it. She gasped as she viewed the contents. IT contained a collection of five dildos. Each one was larger than the previous one. "Where did you get these?", she whispered. " I orderd them online. Nobody but you know about them but you". I warm smile came to her pretty lips. "Do you use them?", she slyly said. It was my turn to smile. "All the time, honey!", I said giving her a long lashed wink. "Even this one?", she said as she held ou the biggest dildo. It was a good seven inces long. I nodded, still smiling! "Show me", she whipered. I crooked my finger at her as I bade her to follow me into my small but fully functional bathroom. From a shelve I took down a box of my "Summer's Eve" douch. "Look and learn girlfriend. Being a girl is a lot more than shaving your legs and putting on makeup", I told her. She watched as I deftly douched myself clean. When I was done I felt so much more feminine if that were possible. "Now you", I said. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights. (Stupid expression!) "It'll be okay. I'll help you the first time". I could see she was a bit tense but she needed to learn this. I guided her first douch to her rosebud and she slowly let it enter her. When she squeezed in the contents she let out an audible sigh. When she was done she was grinning from ear to ear. "See, not so bad!", I said giving her a quick kiss on the lips. We retrned to the bed and she lay down. I layed next to her with the largest dildo and a tube of KY. "This helps", I told her as I deftly lubed up my rubber friend. She watched wide eyed as I slowly sunk it's entire length into my little pussy as I had come to think of it. I stroked in and out for abot ten minutes. All the time she looked on in envy. I shoved in in as far as I could and left it there. Take you panties off and lay on your side", I told her breathing heavey. When she complied I lubed up the middle finger of my right hand and ever so slowly entered her "pussy". "Ohhhhhhh....that feels so much better, Jess!", she moaned. Her cock was geeting very erect and slapping me on the chin. I took her in my mouth and sucked constantly running my finger in and out her hot hole. After awile she was thrashing and moaning and I could feel her swell in my mouth as gushes and gushes of hot cum filled my mouth. She was whimpering like a puppy and purring like a kitten as I continued to finger fuck her. When I finally did pull out she let out a little cry. "That was wonderful but now I feel so empty", she moaned. I quickly got out the smallest and thinnest from the set. I held it up to her eyes and she nodded her head. She sighed sweetly as I guided it in to her. We cuddled and kissed for awhile feeling full and content. We dozed off and slept the rest of the night while still impaled on our new toys.

Miss Me! I Do!

I know you haven't heard much from me lately. I apologize. (Not saying "sorry"!) I've spent the last month in Italy. Alba, actually. Nona,(Monica's grandmother) who is very frail right now insisted that if I wanted to know the proper method of Italian cooking I needed to humble myself and work in a "real" kitchen. So I did. After all my years in various culinary schools and working in great resturants I got a real eye opening experience. I know it sounds like alot of fun but it was pretty hard work. The result is that I walk away with much, much mor appreciation for what I do. I'll try to pick up the pace later on.
Kisses,
Rita

Another Year!

Happy New Year to everyone. I just got back from Boston and wanted to wish you all the best in the coming new year. Gee it's 2012 and we still don't have flying cars? What a rip-off! The past year was busy with many changes in my life. Work related, of course. My personal life is still the same. Danny and the girls are all well and (Really!) good! I hope to spend more time writing for you. I haven't forgotten the next installment of "The New Girlfriends" so don't fret. It should come along soon. I'm still trying to find my direction