1. The passage of Lydia Part 1 Aunty Bev


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Shemales, Author: fifebi, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Every time I get ready to transform in to my glamorous self I always give a silent thanks to my ‘creator’ Aunty Bev. I have a few minutes to spare so sit comfortably and I’ll share a tale with you .. I wasn’t your average 18 year old, sure I liked football, music and all the teenage stuff but I always felt different, I was somewhat taller than the rest of my peers by a good few inches, 5’11” and fairly athletic build from playing rugby and swimming for my school. But I felt different something I couldn’t put my finger on until later but something that lingered in my sub conscious. I had had a few girlfriends and some fumbling around after school discos etc. but I wasn’t driven to find a girlfriend if you catch my meaning. I had dabbled with porn and stuff but it never quite sat right with me and more often than not when finding a girl attractive and getting aroused at the thought it wasn’t how good looking she was but how she looked, dressed etc. Home life was a happy one. My dad worked away a lot, Asia and Africa, something to do with oil, all I know was he made a shit load of money and we were very comfortable. My mum had been a nurse before I was born and after I started High school she went back into it, not for the money but I guess something to do, what with dada being away for weeks at a time. Yup, home was good. Ok that’s just a brief bit of my history that is needed to tell you my main story. We had been having some renovation work done to the house, a loft ...
    conversion, and some ham-fisted builder put a 6” nail through a water pipe and it caused so much upstairs damage that it was not habitable for a few weeks. The insurance company put us up in a reasonable hotel but unfortunately it was the wrong side of town for me getting to school effectively so I was sent to stay in the spare room of Aunty Bev. Aunty Bev was not a bl**d relative but that close friend of my mums who was always known as Aunty Bev. Bev was my mum’s oldest and closest friend the right side of 40 like my mum and quite a good looking woman. Aunty Bev worked in the bank and lived a few streets away from us. Bev was widowed at a young age, her husband Fin died in an industrial accident and Bev received a lot of money after it was dragged through the courts. She never remarried, saying that Fin was irreplaceable. Ok I am rambling again; let’s get to the soul of story. Bev as she always did made a fuss of me. Laughing with my mum saying she was going to corrupt me and turn me into a man etc. , all innocent fun and in truth I found that nice. I liked my aunty Bev in fact I loved her as I would a real aunty. I also have to admit she was a strikingly beautiful woman. Standing over 6’ in heels with dark almost black hair and I guess I kind of had a crush on her. So let’s go to the day that changed my life forever. I had been staying at Bev’s for 2 weeks, our house more a bomb site than a building site still. School had an in teacher training day and I intended to have as lazy a ...
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