1. Auntie Turned Me into Her Little Boy Slut


    Date: 2/2/2015, Categories: Fiction, Domination/submission, Incest, Transsexual, Transvestite, Young, Author: willingwimp, Rating: 84.2, Source: sexstories.com

    the silky and lacy sensations, to enjoy the perfumed aroma of her panties, and to grow envious that ladies could wear such lovely things next to their skin but that boys were supposed to be denied that pleasure. As summer vacations passed and I grew older, my feelings for Auntie Celeste only grew and deepened. Aunt Celeste was not married, but had an active social life and frequently went on dates and sometimes entertained her lovers back in her flat, even when I was staying with her. Aunt Celeste always let me help her get ready for her dates, allowing me to help roll silk stockings up her long, shapely legs and to fasten the tops to her garters resting on her soft thighs. I would kneel at her feet and slip her feet into her high heels. As she sat at her vanity in bra, panties, garter belt, stockings, and heels, she would apply her make up and allow me to brush her long, thick, auburn hair. She also allowed me to spritz her with perfume and when she was feeling playful, she would spritz me with her perfume as well. Left alone for hours while she was on her dates, I would sit at Aunt Celeste's vanity and apply eye shadow, mascara, rouge, and lipstick to my face. I would look at my pretty face in the mirror, seeing what a cute girl I would be and then I would practice making sexy faces, pouting my lips, licking my lips, batting my long eye lashes. I would lavish Aunt Celeste's perfume on my neck, slip Aunt Celeste's camisoles and thongs over my slim body, put my feet in her ...
    high heels and walk around the flat, practicing how to sway my hips like Aunt Celeste. It didn't take long for Auntie Celeste to discover my activities. On my birthday, Aunt Celeste gave me my very own make up kit. She taught me how to apply eye shadow and mascara and took a real interest in my use of cosmetics. From then on, I always wore make up when I was with Aunt Celeste, glossy lip stick, nail polish, rouge, and eye shadow. Also, when she grew bored of her panties or lingerie she would "hand them down" to me. It gave me such a thrill to wear panties that I knew had graced Aunt Celeste's most private silken moist treasures. It would always make my little willie grow hard whenever I slipped on her panties. She even let me wear her bras, which I stuffed with her silky underthings to give me a womanly figure. Aunt Celeste was bossy, but she was also affectionate. She would let me cuddle with her to feel her warmth, to breathe the heady aroma of her perfume, to feel the softness of her skin. I grew my hair to shoulder length, and Aunt Celeste and I would brush each others' hair. My parents realized that I was unhappy on the farm and repressed in terms of the person I wanted to be. After much discussion, my parents and Aunt Celeste agreed that I would move in with her when I turned 18. I counted the days until my 18th birthday, and dreamed and fantasized about my life with Aunt Celeste. When I moved in with Auntie Celeste, she had already prepared a bedroom for me. The walls ...
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