1. ]Aunt Karen and Her Niece Andy


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    night I had ever had. She smiled knowingly. After breakfast, dry toast and juice, my Aunt took me upstairs and watched me dress in the clothes she selected. This time no corset or fancy lingerie. Two pairs of white nylon panties and a white cotton bra. The second pair of panties did just what she said they would ... hold my dick back tightly and thereby avoid an unsightly bulge. She handed me a simple tan colored straight skirt, with an elastic waistband, a white half-slip, a pink blouse, pink anklets trimmed in white lace and my own unisex penny loafers. She brushed my hair back into a short pony tail and tied it off with a matching pink ribbon. After she applied some pink lipstick and redid my nails in pink, she said. &#034Amy, you won't fool anyone up close, but from a distance ... you'll pass. Since I've taken care that you won't be seen up close, except by someone who needs to know, you'll be fine ... trust me!&#034 As we were walking out the door to the car, Karen handed me a small purse with a shoulder strap and showed me how a girl would carry it. As I stepped outside, a cool breeze blew up under my skirt. This was a new and strange feeling. I thought I was naked! My panties, which had grown warm from my body heat, were all of a sudden, deliciously cool again. Since I wore a straight skirt it didn't lift, but my reaction had been one of fear. When I tried to get into the car I almost fell on my face. I hadn't realized how the skirt would restrict my ability to move ...
    about. Auntie laughed, then showed me how a girl in a tight skirt sat down and then slid onto the seat. She also showed me how to fix my skirt by raising up and sliding my hands between the seat and my body thereby eliminating folds in the material. She cautioned me that if I didn't learn to fix it often, I would draw attention to myself since every woman had learned at an early age that the material would wrinkle and also would &#034rise&#034. I was beginning to grasp just how much I had to learn. We headed towards the &#034city&#034. &#034Why are we going to Columbus?&#034 I asked. Aunt Karen told me she had a very close girlfriend, named Joyce, from her college years, who owned a beauty shop and boutique. The woman was gay and therefore had a more liberal attitude towards most things. Auntie had called her this morning, explained the situation and Joyce had agreed to help with hair and beauty tips. She warned me not to mention what we had done the night before ... she wasn't sure Joyce was that open minded. We arrived at the shop, we parked in back, knocked on the rear door, which was opened almost immediately. Aunt Karen introduced Amy, her niece, to Joyce, the owner. Joyce instantly became my friend by saying. &#034What a lovely niece you have, she looks so much like you.&#034 Joyce was a tall woman, with short blond hair, an interesting face, pretty blue eyes and a strange smile of dominance. Karen and Joyce hugged and kissed each other and then Joyce hugged and kissed ...
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