Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Another Christmas!

Merry Christmas everyone. Luckily it's just the immediate family this year. Shrimp, lobster, asparagus risotto on the eve. Lasagna on the day. It's been just so much catching up I had to do in the past month. I know you understand. I love you all and I wish you the best of holidays. Heck...I'm Christian...MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!

Peace, Love and Kisses'


Sunday, December 11, 2011

I'm Starved!

Crunch time. I'm just getting back to a few more days at home just to kick back. Danny is working. Laura is back in Boston. Monica and Stephanie are in New York. I have a ton of articles to get done. Don't think I'm not going to continue. I'm very hungry to make it work....you know I will.....kisses Rita

Friday, December 2, 2011

I'm Late!

I hope you all had a very happy Thanksgiving. I was busy on assignment in Napa.It's so nice in California this time of year. I'm home now and feeling a bit guilty that I wasn't here to prepare something fot those I love. I'm making up for that this weekend with a full traditional Thanksgiving feast. Well, I know you're probably more interested when I'll continue writing my stories. Soon, I hope. I really want to finish off the "New Girlfriends" saga or branch out. It will help me very much if you let me know what you want. I think I know how to deliver but I just need the address!

Monday, October 31, 2011

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

This Year's Halloween Theme!

Well, it's almost a week away but I just wanted to let you know what our theme is this year. We're all going to dress as our favorite female singers of the past. No, I'll not be dressing as Patsy Cline. Laura will be Madonna. Stephanie will be dressed as Dolly Parton. Not suprisingly, Chrissy will be Lady Gaga! (OMG!) Stacy will appear as Bette Midler. And me?.....Dusty Springfield! I just love the look and have kept it the back of my mind for a long time! Patsy?....Monica took that role this year. She's even learned the words to "Crazy"!

More soon....kisses...Rita!

Thursday, October 20, 2011

The New Girlfriends: Part 4 - Two Little Flirts!

"He's too old for you, you know". I said as I was applying a second coat of black mascara to my already long lashes. Karen was busy checking for wrinkels in her sheer taupe stockings. "Whatever do you mean, Jessica?", she nonchalauntly replied. "You know exactly what I mean, hunny-bunny! I saw the way you were practically drooling over him this afternoon", I said as I leaned away from the vanity mirror admirering my sexy made up eyes. Karen sighed as she moved to sit next to me on the little padded bench. "I just couldn't help myself Jess. He is very cute and I know he's way too old for us but I can't help wanting to look pretty for him". I leaned over and kissed her on her rosy cheek. "I know doll face. I feel the same way.It's a girl thing, I guess. Help me pick out a sexy dress. One that shows off my tits to the best advantage. I want both of us to be just dazziling tonight"!
After spending most of the afternoon in our skimmpy bikinis frolicking in the pool splashing and playing touchy-feely we were now primping for our guest tonight, wanting to make a good impression. Shane was a nice looking guy but he also made a very pretty woman in his own right. We were both hoping he could point out any flaws in our pursuit to be pretty girls ourselves. Karen and I browsed the racks of dresses and gowns in the sanctuary of my mother's studio looking for the perfect feminine confection to compliment the sexy lingerie we had already adorned. I was wearing a waist cinching bustier which would alow me to find someting strapless while Karen was adorned in a matching lacy black bra and panty set along with a matching garter belt to hold up her smooth sexy stockings. With most of our makeup already applied in seductive evening shades it was just a matter of the perfect dresses and heels to complete the picture. Along with jewelry, of course. As Karen bent in front of me to check the hem length on a very cute LBD I fought the urge to cup her creamy globes in her panties. "Must stay focused!", I thought to myself. At that moment the most gorgeous, feminine dress caught my eye! It was a stunning strapless rose colored wet dream of a dress. The bodice was covered with intricate flowers cut off by a tight belted waist and flowing into an abve the knee flairing skirt. I couldn't wait to wiggle myself into it. Karen, meanwhile had zeroed in on a cute little black dress with the most adorable ruffled short sleeves. It was perfect for her. I'd already worn the dress myself several times before. I selected a pair of strappy silver 5 inch sandels which would allow my pretty red toenails to be on display. Karen chose a killer pair of black patent leather "come-fuck-me" pumps that matched mine in heel hight. After spending about fifteen minutes browsing all the wigs and getting used to walking in those skyscraper heels I decided on a long wavey auburn wig that would cascade across my bare smooth shoulders. Karen selected a shoulder length blond wig. It was perfect and would frame her pixie face beautifully. We sat side by side at the vanity putting on our earrings, adorning our necks with glittery necklaces and spritzing on our perfume. I was admiring the results so far when I felt Karen's long red nails tickle my bare shoulder. I turned to her and without a word she planted her lips on to mine. "You look stunning",she whispered as I felt her silky warm tongue invade my willing mouth. "I have to have you...now!", she moaned as she slid down between my legs and flicked up my short skirt. I felt her pull aside my panties and lick my balls and cock. I just sighed and let her have her way.I would pay her back in spades later on. As she greedily gobbled on my cock at the same time playing with my garter tabs. I picked up my lipstick and applied a generous coating to my pouty lips. As I was coating my lower lip in a shiny gloss I felt the stirrings of a delicious cum in my belly. My breathing became ragged as I felt my hot cum churning in my balls. "Karen!", I gasped, "don't get cum on your dress"! It was the best blowjob ever! I must have blasted my load for what seemed like forever. Karen sat up next to me with her lips pursed and her cheeks puffed out. I knew she wanted to share the goodies so to speak but I had just done up my lips to perfection. I put a long red nailed hand on her breast to stop her from leaning in. "No, honey. Let me see you swallow. I want you to drink down all of my love juice...slowly". She opened her mouth to show me my creamy white load. She locked eyes with me as she let it all slide down her throat. "Hmmmmmm", she moaned, "Now I have all your little spermies swimming in my tummy!", she said with a cute giggle. Then as if nothing happened she turned her attention back to her pretty face. "Mind if I use the same shade of lipstick as you?", she sweetly asked. "Of course, dollface, but I'll keep it in my purse for touch ups later"!
As we wiggled our way into the living room I realized that we had about half an hour before Shane was due to arrive. Karen was busy preening in every mirror she could find as she practiced walking like a supermodel in her stillettos. I set about getting the lighting in the room just so. In the back of my mind I was imagining being seduced by him on the big sofa in the center of the room. As I opened a bottle of Cabernet I saw myself with my dress hiked up and my legs wrapped around Shane as he hungrily buried his cock in my ass. I noticed that Karen had a bit of a bulge pressing out the front of her dress. I guess she was thinking the same. At about that time the door chimes rang. Karen and I stared att each other wide eyed for a second before coming together for a sisterly hug and air kisses. Smudged lipstick at this point would heve been a terrible disaster. Composing ourselves we walked to the door and opened it. Shane looked great in a pair of tight jeans and a leather jacket. His expression was priceless as he took in the sight of the two of us. Karen's smile could have lit the room and from the tension in my jaw I knew mine could as well. "My, my, my, just look at the two of you! You two are the most gorgeous girls I have seen in a long, long time! Jessica, that dress is simply stunning! I'll have to ask your mother to make one just like it in my size! And Karen, what can I say! Your body was just made for little black dresses! Oh and the shoes, just to die for! We both went to him and each linked our arms with his as we lead him into the room, grinning ear to ear! "Would you care for a glass of wine, Shane darling?", I asked in my best feminine voice as I turned to give him a better view of my ass as it swayed in my skirts. Trying to be the perfect hostess I turned and saw he had sat on the couch. I also noticed that Karen was sitting next to him still linked with his arm. Her thighs were pressed tightly to his staring at his profile with a hungry, puppy dog look on her face. I felt a pang of jealousy as I poured out the wine in crystal stemware and brought the back. I sank down on the other side of him and matched Karen for closeness. He took a sip then asked us to stand in front of him. "Move for me, show me what you have". Karen and I took the hint and began walking as sexily as we could in our high high heels around the room always making sure that our hips were swaying in a sexy manner. For fifteen minutes he put us through our feminine paces. Sitting, standing, walking and various feminine gestures. The way we held the stems of our wine glasses, the way we gestured with our eyes and flipped our hair back. All the while both Karen and I were shamelessly flirting with him. He knew it and was playing into it to see if we reacted the way any flirtty girl would do. He watched intently as he had us sit, smooth our skirts and reapply our lipstick. The way I offerd the tube to Karen after my application seemed to please him. "Jessica I know you've been at this for awile now and you are just perfect". I looked over to Karen and she had this little pout on her creamy red lips. "And you, Karen, are you sure your new to this? It's just so hard to belive that someone less that 48 hours ago can master walking in heels that high and with that much grace. You have either done this before or you are a born natural. "I really haven't Shane, I...", she stammered. "Come here, both of you", he said as he stood and opened up his arms. We scurried into them as if trying to get out of a sudden downpour. He hugged us close and I could feel my tits press into his side. He kissed both of us on the forehead. I yearned for a more intimate kiss and I'm sure Karen felt the same way. "Let's talk", he said breaking the embrace and the moment. We sat sipping our wine for over an hour as he asked us many questions. He asked about the feelings we have while dressing, styles we prefer, makeup, wig selection. Finally he asked a rather pertanant question. "What do you plan on doing with your lives"? We didn't really know how to answer that one. "Well, the way I see it the both of you are girls...Girls! You have talent. It should be nurtured and left to blossom into womanhood. I will help you all that I can. Jessica, I know Raven knows all about you. (That was an understatement!) Karen, you can't hide this stunning beauty that you are". I could feel the heat radiating from Karen's blushing cheeks. I'm sure your sister will fully understand and support you. She's working with Raven so that should be enough. Let her see waht a pretty sister she has. Promise me that"! Karen nodded with much enthusiasim. "Well, it's been an interesting evening but I have a late audition to do so I must say goodnight for now. Both are faces took a crash dive. He giggled when he saw us. (Such a cute giggle!) We'll be seeing a lot more of each other in the future, I'm sure", he said as he stood to go. Both Karen and I immediately jumped to his side as we escorted him out the same way we lead him in. We snuggled up to him at the door and looked up expectantly. I tilted my head and looked into his eyes. "Please?", I murmered. He smiled and gave me a deep kiss on my lips. I felt my legs turn to jelly as I felt his tounge snake into my receptive mouth. I could hear Karen's heavey breathing a she looked on lust. He broke the kiss and I whimpered out my disappointment as he turned his attention on her smooth red lips. As soon as he lips touched hers she let out a moan that would wake the dead as her arms went up around his neck. I swear she was dry humping his leg as they kissed. I heard more moaning and realized it was coming from me. I made a move and strocked his cock through his tight jeaans. He was as hard as a steel pipe. He broke the kiss and moved my hand away. "Now, now girls we better cool our jets before this gets out of hand. We're not at the point of this relationship were we can do certain things. Jessica", he whispered,"I have too much respect for your mother". I nodded, although reluctantly.
When he left Karen and I just stood and stared at the closed door, each in our own thoughts. I felt Karen snuggle up to me. "He was right. We did need to cool our jets", she sighed. I looked at her like she was crazy. "Fuck that", I laughed as I pulled her up the stairs to my mother's bedroom. As soon as I shut the door I took charge. "Help me out of my dress", I demanded. Karen was quick to oblige. As I was stripping off her dress I told her to find a sexy babydoll to put on. "Find something that's going to keep me hard all night. Fix your makeup and don't you dare take off those heels!", I exclaimed as I was busily fixing my lipstick. "Jessica...I..", she whispered. "Just do it, dollface! I'm going to fuck your brains out tonight and then your are going to fuck mine out"! I was operating on pure lust filled with adrenaline and perhaps a bit of jealousy. As she hurried to comply with my request I quickly donned a short, very sheer, very lacy babydoll nightie. "Fuck being a boy! Shane is so right. I'm never going back to living a lie. I'm a girl, we're girls and that's just the way it is, Karen. Fuck school, fuck what other people think and fuck you Karen"! I turned and saw her with a sad expression on her face. I melted. "I mean I want to fuck you Karen. I mean I want to make love to you in the most special way. I realize that I wasn't jealous of you tonight. I was jealous of Shane holding and kissing you. I love you Karen"! She smiled and jumped into my arms kissing me all over my freshly madeup face. "Oh, Jessica, I love you too. I adore being a girl. I can't thank you enough. You're so right. Fuck everthing!", she said grabbing my hard cock and directing me to the bed. She lay in the middle and spread her legs. With a seductive wink I mounted her. "Yes, fuck everything and now please fuck me"!

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

I'm A Gold Digger! (Or.. You're So Vain!)

Let me explain. I've been avoiding this blog for sometime because of "writer's block." I write everyday (and I mean everyday) for my profession. Reviews, recipes, criticisms, what have you. I never have a problem with that and for the most part it pretty much always pays the bills. I've pretty much gone as far as I can relating my own life and that of those who are near and dear to me. When I decided to do some fictional pieces, mostly to keep myself amused, I was treading on new ground. I wanted only to present fiction that I think is well written and arousing to myself but also to those select few who would appreciate it. I know that some writers of TG fiction crave feedback and I'm no different. Some quit after not receiving any and that is why most of your favorite stories die on the vine. My problem is keeping up the quality and moving things to it's conclusion. I alike it to digging for gold. First you have an idea and then you begin to flesh it out. Suddenly you strike a huge vain of gold and you're overjoyed. It's so simple. As quick as you dig it all out the vain gets thinner. Now what? Read it over and rewrite...and suddenly...another huge vain. Well, at this point my vain is quite slim at the moment but that doesn't mean I'm dropping my shovel. I probably will continue with "New Girlfriends" at least one or two more parts. I'm also still contemplating going in to depth about my friends. Stephanie would obviously be next. Th only thing that keeps me from it is that she is very closed about her earlier years growing up. Danny is off limits. He's just to precious to me. Some things you just don't kiss and tell about. As you can probably tell I'm getting my itch back and am feverishly looking for that new big vain of gold. Kisses, Rita!

Saturday, July 16, 2011

I Will Be Back Soon!

I'm just want to be back so much.

Saturday, July 9, 2011


What more can I say!!!!

Monday, July 4, 2011

I Hope You had A Hot 4th!

It's that time of year again when I'm just working my ass off. I just got back from Austin and taking some time to revamp my August schedule. Oh, crap....Paris again...what a dump!.Just kidding, I'm actually going to Nashville..which is just a fantastic food town. In the mean time even though I have not written alot this year I want you to bear with me. I spend so much time on the road that i'm thinking of story ideas all the time. I promise to keep you updated with things going on at home but in reality...ahh..life just goes on...more of the same. I need to finish off the "New Girlfriends" thingy and move on to someting else.
Kisses, Rita

Friday, May 20, 2011

Another Test!

Well, if I continue it will not be with pictures. As long as you don't mind I would like to.....kisses...Rita

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Just Not Working!

I'll keep trying...I promise!...Kisses


It seems now I can post a picture! So let me try with a multiple!

Something Strange Going On!

For some strange reason I can't spell check nor add photos to my writings. Maybe it was something I did but I don't think so.Has anyone else had this problem lately? I my not be able to continue here. Please help me.
Maybe for the last time....Rita

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

A Belated Happy Mother's Day!

I'm just a bit late so I hope you all enjoyed a pleasent Mother's Day. I spent the weekend with my Mom, sister and my neice and nephew! It was very nice to have the family back together again. Today I had my annual breast exam in NYC. My ritual is to then go to Macy's and pick out some new bras and then get a manicure and pedicure. The weather was beautiful in the city today. I haven't forgotten about continuing my story. I'm just running ideas through my head at the moment so please be patient with me! It shouldn't be much longer.......kisses.....Rita!

Friday, May 6, 2011

We Interput This Story....

I was watching the Yankees' victory over the Rangers tonight when I received a phone call. It was from Stephanie. She told me that Monica is going to have a baby. To say I was happy would be an understatement. My God, a baby for my mentor! I guess my first reaction was a bit of jealously but WTF I'm going to be an Aunt again!!
I know I owe you an update with my "story".....coming soon...next week I hope!
Kisses, Rita!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Have A Happy Easter!

I just back home from Atlanta. That city has proven to be my favorite shopping haven! That's another story. I just want to wish you all a very happy Easter Sunday. And as it's still Passover, I wish you a happy, well Passover..all the best anyway...Kisses....Rita!

Friday, April 15, 2011

On The Road Again!

Just to let you know I received an unexpected commission in Atlanta. I'll be gone for a week but I certainly want to continue this bit of fluf! I kinda like writing fiction but, rest assured, I'm going to tell Stephanie's story soon. (This is a tough one!)

Monday, April 11, 2011

This Is Another Test!

I'm giving this one more shot then I'm going to finish this bottle of wine, get laid and go to sleep!
Ahem....I think I'm getting the hang of this!
Kisses..yet again...you know who!

This Is A Test!

I'm having trouble posting pictures so bare with me on this! I knew you would!
Ahh....just was able to upload only one! Gotta figure this out! Any suggestions!

Friday, April 8, 2011

The New Girlfriends: Part Three - Hot Fun In The Summertime!

While cleaning up after a rather good breakfast I noted my mother's appointment calander on a small desk near our breakfast nook. "Pool cleaning - 11AM - Shane" "Oh, shit!", I yelled. Karen immediately came over to see what the matter was. I just pointed to the note with my long red nail. I looked at Karen and then down at myself. two sixteen year old boys in short satin robes, protruding breasts and painted nails. We discussed our options. We could change back completely (bummer!) or hide out in the house. The only problem with that was that Shane knew I'd be here to pay him! It was decided that Karen would lay low while I (sob!) removed my breasts and nails. I was okay with my boobs but the nails took so much work. Karen came up with the idea of hiding them under a pair of work gloves which I could use to do a little gardening work while he was here. No one would be the wiser! Brilliant! I gave my new girlfriend a long toungey kiss and set off to get ready. As I was using the adhesive solvent to remove my breasts I noticed that one of Karen's was in danger of coming undone so when I was sadly flat chested again I did some quick maintenance work. "How long will he take to clean the pool"? "About an hour or so. Don't worry doll face. We'll be in our bikinis before you know it!", I said, cheerfully. "What am I gonna do while you're gone, Jess?", she pouted. Gee, I don't know. I guess you can watch cartoons...or..". I went over to a stack of drawers as Karen followed me. I opened one of them and showed her the contents. Swimsuits...of all kinds! "Choose your weapons!", I gleefully said. "And while you're at it, pick one for me. I'd also suggest you practice for with your heels and makeup if you want. "Sounds like a plan!", she said giving me a hug. I felt my cock stir in my panties. "Opps, please not now!", I thought. Plenty of time for that later! I left my little doll face to her own devises as I quickly scurried to the garden shed and found the gloves I needed. "No big deal", I thought, "a minor setback. He'll be in and out in no time. I went to my room and slipped on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt sadly noticing my flat chest. After slipping on a pair of sneakers to hide my bright red little tottsies I went down to the kitchen to wait. When I heard his car drive up I donned the gloves and grabbed the little red wagon I used to do the weeding and went out to greet him. I suddenly realized that mybe my shorts were a little too short and my T-shirt didn't cover my belly button. "Oh well, nothing I could do about it now!" I said to myself.
I knew a bit about Shane. I'd seen him dozens of times before. He had accompanied one of my Mom's "special" clients once for a fitting. Since that client was either a drag performer or a crossdresser I figured he might be gay or something. He was in his early twenties I suppose and had those Southern California surfer looks. Sun bleached blond hair that he usually kept in a pontail and a tight, but not overly muscular, build. He was pleasant enough and very personable. My Mom liked him from the get go and hired him to do odd jobs for us including cleaning our pool. As I was doing some very unplanned weeding I heard him greet me. "Hi, Joey! Keeping busy I see". "Yeah, I figured I'd get it out of the way so I could spend the day just swimming and soaking up some sun". I had my back to him bending over to pull a stray dandilion. I looked over my shoulder and noticed his eyes were locked onto the round globes of my ass. I got another tingle. He started in working and making small talk all the time, asking about my summer, my Mom, etc. All the while I got the strangest feeling he was watching me closely. After about 15 minutes he asked me if he could have a bottle of water. "Sure, not a problem, be right back". As I walked towards the house I could still feel his eyes burning into my back. I noticed a figure behind the sheer curtains on the back patio doors. It had to be Karen. She stood aside as I came into the house. "Is he almost done?", she whispered. I momentarily forgot about Shane when I looked at her in a skimpy lime green bikini. "Oh, honey, you look good enough to eat!", I gushed. "Thank's!", she said shyly. I could tell she was working on her makeup skills. "Not bad, but needs a little work. Especially the eyes.", I thought. "He should be done in about half an hour but something weird is going on!", I said as I bent into the fridge to get a cold bottle of water for him. I heard a gasp behind me and turned to see Karen with her hand covering her lipsticked lips. "Jessica, oh my God!", she whispered pointing to my shorts. I looked down and to my utter dismay saw about half an inch of red lacy from the bottom of my panties. It never occured to me to take them off figuring my shorts would hide them. "Oh, shit! No wonder he was looking at me like that! What am I going to do?", I pleaded. Karen started to giggle and then to laugh a little too loud. "Well, you can take them off but he can't unsee what he already saw! You said he was gay, so why not just go with it. He is kinda cute!", she said, batting her long lashes. "Easy for you too say! You're all safe and cozy in here with your bikini and tits and I'm out there making small talk with these damn sweaty gloves on!, I retorted. "Sorry. Just do the best you can not to bend over too much. Maybe he didn't notice.", she said giving me a quick peck on the lips. "I'll try.", I replied, heading back outside. He was busy at work when he heard me coming. He turned to look at me as I handed him the water. I noticed a quzical look on his face as I handed it to him. When he grabbed the bottle out of my hand he also managed to pull of my glove. I gasped as I saw the water bottle and glove in his hand. I quickly tried to hide my gleaming red nails behind my back. Taking a long sip he looked at me. "Nice shade of red. They match your panties!", he smiled. I was so busted!! "Playing a little dress up while Mommie's away"? I stared at the ground feeling the blood rush to my face. I felt his hand on my shoulder. "It's okay Joey. I'm not judging you. It's just a surprise, that's all. You have nothing to be embarrased about. I'm no stranger to this kind of thing.", he softly said. I looked up into his smiling sympathetic face. He reached down and took the other glove off my hand. My red nails shown in the bright sunlight. "Very good job! Did you do them yourself ?", he gently said. I nodded. "Come, let's sit and talk a bit". We sat at the patio in the shade. "Who is here with you, hon"? I looked up yet again shocked. "Ummm...n..no.."! He put a finger to my lips and swiped them. Holding the finger in front of my eyes I saw traces of Karen's lipstick from when she pecked me on the lips. "Unless I'm mistaken this is a shade called "Love That Pink" and it looks like it came from a kiss and not an application. You certainly weren't wearing it when I first came by". I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to get Karen involved. "Look, Joey, I said I'm not judging you. I won't tell anyone. In fact I can probably help you"! For the next ten minutes he opened up about himself. He was an up and coming drag performer on the Vegas strip. Still not a headliner but was paying his dues and perfecting his look. I stared silently in disbelief. "You need proof? Wait right here"! With that he got up and went to his car. I turned to see Karen peeking through the curtains. When he returned he was holdin a folder. He pulled ot a picture and showed it to me. The picture was of a very pretty, but obviously a drag artist. I stared in awe. "Now do you belive me?", he said. "Yes, you look very good!", I said beginnig to relax a bit. "And I bet you do too. Now who gave you the kiss. You don't have to tell me if you really don't want but I'm just curious, that's all. "Umm...", I said turning to look towrds the back door, "my friend...ummm...Karen. "Karen? Can I meet her"? Umm...I'll see". I got up and walked to the kitchen. Karen was sitting on a stool looking into a compact mirror. "So vain", I thought. "What's happening out there!", she asked. "He wants to meet you". "What! What did you say? I can't go out there like this"! I pulled her up into my arms. "It's okay...he..he's ..one of us!", I told her kissing her on the fore head. "Come on, it's going to be alright. Karen slowly followed behind me as we made our way back to the patio. Shane was smiling. Well, hello Karen, you look very pretty in that bikini", He said holding out a hand. Karen reached over a dainily shook his hand. We all sat and spent the next hour or so going over our weekend so far. We didn't mention the sex but Shane was not stupid. The kiss on the lips that Katen had given me was all the proof he needed that we weren't just getting dressed and made up. Oh well!
He had other appoinments that day so he had to leave but not before making us promise to dress for him later in the evening to see how we looked. He had a way about him and we were put at ease and promised him we would do our best. After he left I breathed a huge sigh of relief! I grabbed Karen by the hand and practically dragged her back to my Mom's studio. "What's the hurry, Jess"? "I want my tits back and I want to get into a bikini"! I spent the next half hour fussing with my hair and reattaching my tits. When I was done I felt so much more at peace. All the time Karen and I talked about what just happened. "He is kinda cute!", she said dreamily. I had to admit he was. As I was putting on my lipstick I noticed that Karen was sporting quite a boner while she gazed off. We swam for awhile playing touchy-feely, giggling like 4 year old girls. It was very nice but I knew in the back of my mind what we both were thinking. Hunky, but also very pretty, Shane and just what the hell we were going to wear for him later that evening. 
More to come....kisses....Rita!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

The New Girlfriends: Part 2 - Jessica And Raven

It felt as if I were in a dream. A soothing sensation lapping at my lower body as if I were sitting in a warm lagoon. I could hear the distant sound of birds as I languished in pleasure. I opened my eyes and realized I was lying on my back. The first thing I saw were my breasts slowly rising and falling with my steady breathing. Putting my hands on them I noticed my long shiny red nails gleaming in the early morning light. I was becoming fully aware of my surroundings. My mother's room. My mother's bed. And Karen. My new girlfriend was very enthusiastically bobbing up and down on my morning erection. It felt wonderful and I didn't want to disturb her since she looked like she was having lots of fun so I just lay back and enjoyed her warm mouth and tongue licking and sucking on my cock and let my mind drift back over the past twenty-four hours. Joey and his best friend Kevin having a cool refreshing swim and then going to grab something to drink. The detour into my mother's design studio and then all that followed which led to being in this delightful situation. My mother's bedroom.....we really shouldn't be in here and certainly not doing this, but.... My mother and Karen's older sister were currently in New York attending fashion week. They would be gone until early next Monday. It was now early on Saturday morning so I had plenty of time to set things right. My mother...Raven...

Raven was smart, talented and gorgeous. She never let her stunning looks and body go to her head as she progressed from the chorus to being a headliner. Most Vegas showgirls were like comets, burning very brightly but for only a short period of time. But Raven had a good head on her shoulders and channeled her talents into design which was her real ambition. She didn't get involved with men although she certainly could have had her share. But somewhere along the way she had me. I was the product of a short but very passionate relationship with an English Nobleman. He was married with a family back in England but was very loving with my mother. They still retain a friendship and he always provides for us although at this point we don't need it. Raven does very well these days on her own, thank you very much. Along with her personal assistant, Sharon (Karen's sister) they slowly established a thriving design business that initially started out with showgirl outfits but quickly and successfully branched out into more traditional dresses and gowns. Working from our comfortable, if not rather opulent, home they built a small but growing empire. I remember that a day wouldn't pass that clients and models weren't coming or going. This was my environment growing up. My mother doted on me knowing I would most likely be her one and only child. She was always honest and open with me about my father. She was very mature for her young years and I learned from her. As previously stated I would often keep her company while she worked, often late into the night meeting a deadline. She would smile at me with a twinkle in her eyes as I played with the various discarded swaths of silk, lace and organza as I sat at her feet. Soft feminine materials were such a joy to me. In my playing fantasies I would pretend to be one of her pretty models as I wrapped the silky materials around me and parade up and down. It made her smile and I adored to make her smile. That smile lit up rooms! On some occasions she would get business from Drag reviews that were becoming very popular at the time. It wasn't strange to see young pretty boys standing for a fitting in skin tight gowns. It all seemed so natural to me. If I had a question about it I was told the simple truth that some boys liked dressing as girls either for profit or it just made them feel good about themselves. I began wondering what wearing some of these clothes might feel like. It wasn't long before I found out!

It was just another night after dinner that my mother asked for my help in the studio. I often swept the floor or brought her things she needed and I loved being in there anyway so I was eager to help in any way I could. I must have been 10 or 11 at the time. When she switched on the lights I saw a child's pageant gown on one of her dress dummies. It was a bright fuchsia satin and organza confection that took my breath away. "Now, Joey, what I need for you to do is to help me with the hem of this gown. To do that I need you to wear it for a bit. I'll understand if you don't want to", she said. I got this tingly feeling in the pit of my stomach and all the air seemed to be sucked out of the room. I was trembling with the thought of slipping into that gown. "Are you okay, honey?", she asked. In all honesty I don't remember answering her I just sort of nodded. She smiled (that smile) and asked me to strip down. She told me that the girl who would be competing in the gown had a somewhat smaller waistline than I as she rummaged through some racks and drawers. I heard her as if from a distance never taking my eyes from that stunning fuchsia delight! I became aware of my senses again as I felt her wrap something soft and lacy around my torso. I was shivering with sensation. "Are you chilly, honey? Well we'll soon take care of that as she hooked me into....well I didn't know exactly what it was. As she hooked and laced the pretty white lacy garment around me I noticed that it was pulling my waist in giving me a more waspish waist line. I noticed four dangling garters. I knew what they were for having seen them countless times on her models, both male and female, but never in my wildest imaginations did I think that she would put stockings on me. I silently prayed that she would. My prayers were answer as he took my hand and sat me at the padded vanity stool. She picked up one of my feet in her perfectly manicured hand and ran a finger over my toenails. "Hmmmmm...maybe later", she whispered. She beamed at my inquiring expression. "Just making sure your little toe nails don't snag your stockings, baby". My stockings? I sat in a daze as she rolled a gleaming white stocking up my right leg and attached it to the beribboned garter. "Want to do the other leg, sweetheart?", she cooed in my ear. With out really thinking about it I did just that. I'd seen it done so many times. I must have done a good job because she gleefully clapped her hands and giggled. Her enthusiasm was infectious because I got a case of the giggles too. "Hold out you arms, honey"! When I did she slipped a small white lacy bra up and hooked it in the back. "You're such a darling for helping me like this, honey!", she gushed. She then slipped a little padding in each cup giving me the impression of small pubescent breasts. Leading me gingerly to a raised platform I was given a full length white petticoat slip. With her help I soon was encased in long flowing satin. My senses were all alive as I felt a very nice stirring in my boy parts. "Ready for your gown, baby"? I was lost in a sea of sensations running my hands up and down my petticoats. "Huh?", I whispered. "Your gown, honey, your gown"! My gown? My gown? I nodded still not really believing that all this was happening. It took about fifteen minutes to get it on over the volume of petticoats and get it to hang to my mother's satisfaction. I stood in silence feeling every wonderful stitch of feminine clothing on my body. I felt truly alive, almost reborn. While she worked my mother asked how I was doing. "Okay". "Dose your gown feel nice"? My gown? "Um, yeah, it's okay", I replied trying to keep my true emotions in check. "Well, I think you look so adorable in it. You're one of the best models I've ever worked with. I think I should hire you full time!", she giggled. "Sure!", I giggled in return. After about half an hour she had me sit at the vanity to take a break. As I sat sipping some water she again rummaged and came back to me. "Think you can handle these for a bit, honey"? She held out a pair of matching fuchsia pumps with a three inch heel. I didn't say a word as they were slipped on my stocking clad feet. I was encouraged to try and take a few steps. I wobbled a bit but was soon walking comfortably if not gracefully in my high heels. "One foot in front of the other and sway your hips a bit, honey"! We were having so much fun as I began to get into the hang of it. "Oh, baby, you're a natural. You were born to wear high heels. Come, sit back down and lets have a bit of fun before I finish off your gown"! My gown? "We've come this far so let's just finish off!", she said playing with my hair. It was almost shoulder length at the time. "Mmm!", she grunted. "What?", I asked "Nothing..just not enough time to do anything suitable.", she said. She took a brush and gather my hair at the crown and then pinned a stretchy thing on my head. She faced me away from the mirror and went to town on my face using her vast skills with makeup. I sat in a daze as she explained what she was doing with each cosmetic. Pads and brushes were stroked all over my face as well as my eyes. I was admonished to sit perfectly ladylike as she stroked on mascara. I could feel the new weight on my lashes. "Now don't you peek, little girl, I just have to get a few more things"! It took a couple of seconds before it sank in. Little girl! She returned with something behind her back. I then felt something being placed on my head and pulled into place. I could feel long silky hair spill over my shoulders. I looked down to see long wispy curls covering my small breasts. She worked with a comb and brush for a few minutes until she was satisfied with the results. She held my chin in her hand turning my head left and right. Her smile lit up my face and soon I was beaming as well. She squeezed my hand and gently kissed me on the forehead. She clipped some dangly earrings to my lobes and hung a strand of short pearls around my slender neck. Her movements became more animated as she took a perfume vile and deftly applied the flowery fragrance to my neck and just behind my earrings. I was still facing away from the mirror as he reached behind me and picked up a lipstick. "Remember, baby, a girl always puts on her lipstick last. It is the final feminine touch. As she slowly opened the tube I watched, as if hypnotized, the shiny red lipstick come into full view. My mind kept screaming out "I love this!, I love this!" as she slowly filled in my lips. When she finished and sat looking at me I felt a calm come over me like never before. We didn't need words. Her smile said it all. She was happy. Holding out both hands she bade me to stand and walk to the full length mirror. As we made our way she apologized for not having done anything with my nails. "Next time, baby girl!", she whispered. Next time? When I first saw myself my brain had trouble connecting the dots. I was breathless as I raised my hands to my face. My nails? Oh, please let there be a next time!! I spent a long time staring at the pretty girl in the mirror. Mother leaned down and whispered in my ear. "You look like a princess. A very pretty princess. How do you feel, baby girl"? It took a while to get the words out. "I...I...fe..feel...so p..p..pretty! I look like a girl"! "Do you like the way you look, princess"? "I...I...d..do..ve..very mu..much, mom....Mommy"! She let out a squeal of delight! "You haven't called me Mommy for a very long time, princess, yes you're Mommy's little girl, aren't you"? Something snapped inside my brain. "Yes, can I be, can I be your little girl...um...sometimes"? "Of course you can sweetheart, any time you like. I'll teach you everything you need to be Mommy's special little princess. Now let's finish hemming your gown"! My gown? As we continued with the work (Oh! such work!) I could feel every sitch of clothes, every strand of hair and every bit of makeup on my face. Every now and then Mommy would beam up at me. "Almost finished with your gown, princess". "I wish it really was my gown, Mommy.", I sadly noted. "Well, honey, I have a confession to make. I made this gown for you! Do you mind"? Suddenly I felt so happy! "Oh, Mommy, yes, I love it, I love it. I want to wear it every day!", I gushed. "Oh, I'll have plenty of pretty clothes for my new daughter. Party dresses, play clothes and of course you will have to model for all the other pretty gowns I'll make for you. You know if you were born as a real girl I was going to name you Jessica. Do you like that name, honey"? I thought for a second before answering. "I love it! Jessica! Yes, I want to be Jessica. With that she went to a drawer in the vanity and handed me a velvet box. When I opened it I saw it contained an ankle bracelet with the name "Jessica" in a feminine script. I let out a girly squeal of delight. I asked to wear it right away. Mommy rarely denies her daughter. Jessica, I'm Jessica!

Later that night saw Mommy and I in the living room both in our babydoll nighties. She kept true to her promise and soon my finger and toe nails were a bright red! She told me what she had planned. She was giving Jessica her own room in our loft that she could use as a feminine haven whenever she wanted! I was over the moon with excitement!

As I shook myself from my memories I realized that Karen was still busy at work on my cock. I reached down and ran my long red nails through her hair. She looked up and smiled. She looked like hell and I realized that I probably did too! We hadn't taken our makeup off from the night before. I had us get in a comfortable 69 and we both brought each other off. After a shower we slipped into our satin robes and had breakfast. "What would you like to do today, dollface?", I asked. "Well, you mentioned something about bikinis'?", she replied.

More to come...kisses....Rita

Friday, April 1, 2011

That's It! I'm ending this blog!!!!!

I've had enough of all the total indifference to what I do here. I pour my heart out and it seems I get not respect for what I do. This is the END!!!!

April Fools!!!!!


Expect a continuation of "The New Girlfriends" early next week!

Just messin' wid you head!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Another Legend Lost!

I knew she was ill but I will still miss her!

Friday, March 18, 2011

New Girlfriends-Part 2?

Should I continue? I'd really like to flesh it out a bit and give a little background about Joey (Jessica). Or, should I give you the real deal on my real girlfriend,Stephanie, next. Just putting it out there for your opinion. It's up to you for at least til the end of the month. No pressure, my honeys........kisses.....Rita

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Irish Girls Are Pretty!

I hope you all had a safe and happy St. Patrick's Day! Danny and I had a ball seeing our favorite Irish band in Boston today. Black 47! You should check them out!



Tuesday, March 15, 2011

One Of The Most Wonderful Places In The World!

I have been there countless times and learned so much about what I do for a living. I cook. The people are always kind and giving. It's time to give back if we can. The images are just too horrible. At this point it's just getting so much worse. My heart bleeds for them. Please find it in your hearts...........Rita

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

The New Girlfriends! - A Short Story

Hi, girls! Here's someting a little bit different. I hope you enjoy it! Kisses, Rita

"What's in this room, Joey?" My best friend Kenny and I had just come in the house after taking a swim in my pool. "Oh, that's my mom's studio where she does most of her designs and stuff", I replied. "Cool, let's check it out", he said as he pushed open the door. I knew this room very well and loved spending time in it. My mother made a very handsome living making dresses and stage apparel for Vegas showgirls, models and any woman interested in her much sought after designs. There were racks of the most feminine clothing imaginable. Drawers full of the most delicious lingerie and a shelf holding a long line of beautiful wigs. One corner of the room was set aside to photograph the models as the designs took shape. There was also a lighted vanity where they could apply or adjust their makeup. Yes, I knew this room very well. I sometimes modeled some of these clothes to help my mom out. But Kenny didn't know that. No one did but my mom and me.

At an early age I became enamored with the soft silky materials my mom used for her designs. I would play at her feet while she worked. The feel of taffeta, satin, silk and lace delighted me to no end. My mother and I would giggle as I rolled around in the beautiful fabrics. I didn't take long to actually start trying on some of those silky treasures. It was all just harmless fun. She even made panties for me in my size. By the time I turned fourteen I was dressing completely as a girl when the mood struck me and with my mother's blessing to boot. She loved having her daughter, Jessica, around on occasion.

Yes, this room was full of feminine memories! "Wow, look at all this stuff!", Kenny exclaimed as he walked around the room fingering the gorgeous outfits. I was startled out of my daydreams when he took down one of the wig blocks and examined the long brunette hair that was pinned to it. A devilish idea struck me. I went over to him and took it from his hands. Removing the wig I slipped it onto his head before he knew what was going on. I giggled as he stood staring at me with a shocked expression on his face. "Hey, Ken, you look like a rock star!", I said as I pointed at him. "Let me see", he replied as he walked over to a full length mirror. While he was staring at his reflection I took the opportunity to take down another wig. This one was ash blond and very feminine with masses of curls. One of my favorites. I slipped it on and went to stand next to him by the mirror. He laughed when he saw me. "You look like a girl"! "So do you", I replied. "You said I looked like a rock star", he pouted. "I lied". He continued staring at himself. "I guess I kinda do, but not as much as you do"! I started to tease him even more. "Oh, no I think you look very pretty, Karen. I'm jealous. All the boys will be looking at you and not me", I said as I slipped into my girl persona using my hands in a feminine manner and speaking in my well practiced breathy girl voice. "Karen? Are you nuts?", he said reaching up to remove the wig. "I'm just busting your chops....sweety pie!", I chirped. "But seriously with a little makeup I think you'd be quite convincing as a girl. He looked at me like I was crazy as he stood there with the wig in his hand. "No way!", he said. "Yes, way!", I replied. I had made no move to remove my long tresses. My eyes drifted over to the vanity with its full array of makeup and I felt my cock begin to harden. What was I thinking? Suddenly the urge to dress up was overwhelming but I tried to keep my cool. "Look, we have the whole house to ourselves for the weekend. Who's gonna know? It might be fun and it's better than playing the same old boring video games." "I don't know....", he mumbled. "Look, I'll do it too", I said trying to sound convincing. "I did it once before for a Halloween party and it felt kinda neat"!, I added. "You did? I don't remember that.", he said still not sounding convinced. Suddenly he looked at me and asked what we had to do. I knew I had him right where I wanted him. "Well", I wistfully replied, "if we do this then we have to do it right." Although my body was totally hair free below the eyebrows I detected some fuzz on his legs. "Bubble bath. It will help set the mood. "Mood? What mood?", he asked. I just smiled and led him by the hand out of the room.

We went up to the master bathroom where my mom's huge sunken tub was. I ran the water adding in a large dose of sweet smelling jasmine bath beads. I stripped off my swim trunks and hiding my half erection slipped into the water. I motioned for him to join me. He modestly turned around, slipped off his trunks and rushed into the tub. "Feels nice, doesn't it and it just smells so divine. "Divine?", he asked. "Oh, Kenny, loosen up and have some fun, will you?" "Joey, I...." Don't call me Joey, call me Jessica, okay Karen"? "Jessica? Okay, okay," He giggled. I smiled to myself as I realized he was getting into it. I handed him a pink razor. "Karen, honey, I think you'll feel alot better if you take the fuzz of your bod", I said in my most feminine voice, batting my eyelashes at him. He took the razor from my hand, lifted his leg up and began to glide the razor up and down. "You have such pretty legs, hon, I don't know why you let yourself go like that". He giggled all the time he was shaving. I picked up another razor and secretly shaved my pubes under the water in a more feminine shape. It wasn't easy with a raging hardon. As I watched him perform this simple girlish task my hand could not help but stroke myself. Carefully controlling my breathing I brought myself off to a delicious cum. His full attention was on his right leg as I scooped up some of my cum and tasted it for the first time. I'd never done that before and it felt like such a naughty thing to do. It tasted....interesting. After we were finished bathing I handed him a towel for modesty. I, on the other hand, boldly stepped completely nude out of the tub, dried off and slipped on a long white satin dressing gown that was hanging by the door. Quickly tying it up in a big bow at the side I scurried from the room. I returned with a similar gown in a fetching scarlet and motioned for him to slip it on. He hesitated for a second but when he put it on I detected a knowing smile playing on his lips. I pictured those lips in a color similar to his gown and felt those familiar stirrings again. Luckily he broke the spell when he asked what comes next. "Nails, Karen darling, nails. We'll go down to the studio. Everything we need is down there. I found matching bedroom pumps to match our gowns. They only had a slight heel that I knew I wouldn't have a problem with but I was pleasantly surprised to see he didn't have much difficulty with either. Putting a little extra sway to my hips I led the way down to the studio. I could feel his eyes on me as we went. "You walk like a girl!", he said with surprise in his voice. I just smiled and kept right on walking. "Soon you will be too!", I thought to myself.

When we arrived I sat him at a small table and went to one of the many drawers in the room. Finding what I was looking for I walked back to him and handed him his very first pair of panties. They were bright red matching his gown. "Here, slip into these, hon", I said as I quickly drew mine up my smooth legs and adjusted them around my hips. "Wow, Joey, these are..." "Jessica...not Joey!, I admonished him. "Oh, yeah, right...Jessica...uh...these are.." "Pretty, Karen..you think your panties are pretty"? He didn't reply as he gingerly slid them up his now very smooth legs. I heard a very audible intake of air from him and saw his face get flushed. "You haven't felt anything yet, honey!", I wickedly thought. Going to the vanity I quickly found what I was looking for. Base coat, color, top coat and extensions along with the tools needed for lovely nails. He was in a daze as I began working on his toes. When both our feet were just perfect feminine perfection with our shiny red tootsies. I sat across from him applying the one inch extensions. "How come you're so good at this. How did you learn how to do nails like this?", he asked in barely a whisper never taking his eyes off my handy (!) work. I mumbled something about watching my mom do hers. No, Joe....ah Jessica, it's more than that. I looked at him and sighed. Over the next hour or so as I finished up our manicures I told him about my other life as Jessica. He never said a word. When our nails were dry I smiled at him. Holding out my newly polished talons I asked him what he thought. Looking at his own he smiled and told me that they looked very pretty. "Ready for the next step, honey?", I asked. "And that would be...?", he said still beaming at his new shiny red nails. "Undies, doll face", I cooed. He giggled at that. "I like that", he shyly said. "What?" "Being called doll face.", he whispered. I smiled at him as I slipped off my dressing gown. Standing there in just my white lacy panties I watched as he slid his off. He was excited. Very excited. His cock was poking through his panties. Mine was just as hard. Time stood still as we gazed at each others cocks. Finally I held out my long nailed hand and said, "Come with me". I led him over to a raised platform and had him stand on it. I found a matching lacy garter belt and he gasped as I hooked it on to his thin body. I explained that the garter straps go inside the panties in case he needed to pee. "Or get fucked!", I whispered in his ear. He let out a low moan as I ran a long nail up the side of his swollen prick. Sheer stockings soon followed and I could tell his brain was in overload. There was pre cum oozing out of the head of his cock like a running faucet. He just had to have some relief before we continued. I gently stoked it through his silk panties gently encouraging him to cum for me. "Cum for me, baby, cum for Jessica.....that's a good girl...Jessica is going to make you so pretty....your going to adore being a girl, honey...sweet Karen...pretty dresses....beautiful makeup....high, high heels.....that's it doll face, give Jess all your sweet juices". He was mewing like a kitten and then his face scrunched up as he shot rope after rope of cum across the room. I had to hold him up and some of his cream landed on my arm. I scooped it on to my finger and looking into his eyes as I slowly brought it to my mouth. "Your cum is yummy, doll face, here, taste...." I fed it to him. He was hesitant at first but quickly ate it up. He leaned over and softly kissed me on the lips. "Thank you, Jessica". "Your very welcome, Karen." We were silent for a minute. Both of us absorbing how our friendship had changed since this morning. He sat while I slipped a pair of four inch heels on his feet. While he practiced walking around and getting used to the new height I dressed in my garter belt and stockings. Slipping on an even higher pair of heels I went to get the next items we would need. He was adapting quickly to walking in stilettos and I praised him. "You're a natural, Karen, honey"! He giggled as he strutted back and forth adding more and more wiggle and sway to his hips. He was really getting into it now. All previous inhibitions just seemed to fly out the window. What's next, Jessica!" "Tits, honey, all girls need them and so do we. He continued to practice his walking skills as I affixed my breast forms to my smooth chest. After the allotted time I stood up and admired my pretty titties in the mirror. "Wow.......holy....wow", was all he said. "Your turn, doll face!" He couldn't lay on the table quick enough. Fifteen minutes later we were both admiring our new tits in the mirror. We were also both rock hard again. Slipping back on our dressing gowns we sat side by side at the vanity. "We're going to go for a very glamorous look", I told him. I went in stages. First doing my foundation and then his explaining every step of the way. I penciled in his brows giving them a gentle arch. I tweezed where necessary. He watched in awe as I transformed his eyes using alluring shades of eyeshadow, liner, mascara and false eyelashes. When I was done with both of us we looked like showgirls. I finished with blusher to define our cheek bones. Karen looked gorgeous, just as I suspected she would when we first started. "The rest can wait until we get dressed", I told her. I could no longer think of her as a him. He was gone, for the time being anyway. We each donned a shimmery satin full length slip. Hers in red and mine in white. We spent the better part of an hour deciding on which gowns to wear. She settled on a stunning red gown in soft organza while I selected a body hugging white beaded gown. We still looked rather silly wearing such exquisite dresses with short boy hair. Our makeup done up like showgirls. Returning to the wigs that had started this whole day off we helped each other with our tresses. Karen just couldn't take her eyes off her stunning appearance. I guided her back to the vanity showing her how to sweep her skirt under her to sit. I extracted a red lipstick from the table and slowly applied the color to my lips. "Karen, darling, a woman holds off putting on her lipstick until last. It is the finishing touch. Handing her the lipstick I watched with pride as my new girlfriend applied her own lipstick for the very first time. Next we adorned ourselves with jewelry. Long pendant earrings, faux diamond necklaces, rings and a few bracelets. We sat awhile admiring our transformations. I spritzed us both with Chanel #5 and finding matching clutch purses we left the studio.

The sun was setting as we made our way into the living room. "Now what do we do?", Karen asked me. "Enjoy each other's company, doll face. Are you hungry"? "A little. Do we have to eat? I don't want to ruin my lipstick!", she whined. "You are such a girly-girl, you know that, honey"? "Thanks to you I am!", she giggled and batted her long lashes at me. I made us up a tray of finger foods and found a bottle of good white wine. We sat in the waning light of day on the patio and talked for hours. "It would be nice to go for a swim but I don't want to ever get changed.", she said. "Well, there are alot of cute bikinis in the house. Maybe tomorrow?", I said with a raised arched eyebrow. She thought that was a fantastic idea. When we weren't talking we were checking our makeup in our compacts that were in our clutch purses. We imagined we were waiting for our handsome men to pick us up and take us out for a night of dancing and romance. The talk soon turned to how we would repay our gentleman for treating us like ladies. "Hmmmm...I'd let him just bend me over and fuck me. After I sucked his cock of course!", she said dreamily. By now we were both very worked up. My poor cock was straining in my panties under the tight gown. We both looked at each other in silence for a minute. "You're beautiful", I said, "lets go slip into something more comfortable".

Twenty minutes later we were both in short revealing babydolls snuggled together in my mom's bed. We were so hard for each other we didn't hesitate on taking our first taste of each other's cocks. We sucked each other off over and over again only stopping to apply more lipstick. What a day it had been. Going from best friends to lesbian lovers in less than a day was mind blowing. Speaking of blowing my new girlfriend is getting hard again.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Goodbye To Jane!

Wasn't she just stunning!?!