1. ]Aunt Karen and Her Niece Andy


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

    open, I said. &#034I'll take these in addition to the other two pairs.&#034 Then to the women, I stated. &#034This shopping is exhausting!&#034 I leaned back in the chair and asked if he would assist me, but maintained my feet back behind my knees and my thighs spread. He reached down and in so doing placed his face directly between my open knees ... less than a foot away from my &#034womanhood&#034. From under my skirt came a long groan and then an even longer moan. His hand shot to his crotch where he attempted to stem the flow of his juices ... he had come in his pants. We &#034girls&#034 couldn't stop laughing. We sat there, watching the ever-widening wet spot on his pants grow as he lowered his head in embarrassment. As we left, Joyce turned back to him and spoke the best comment of the day, &#034Thank you and 'come' again.&#034 We walked down to Pappagallo Shoes, where I purchased a pair of brown alligator shoes to match the ones I borrowed from Joyce. These were a size 9, fit better so I wore them and had Joyce's boxed instead. As it was about 1:00 P.M., we decided to pick up our purchases (we now had four dresses and seven pairs of shoes), carry them to the car and drive somewhere for a light lunch. We stopped in two more dress shops on the way, but found nothing we really liked. By the time we got to our car, I was fatigued. Obviously the doctor's warning about my stamina was correct. * * * * We went to lunch at Friday's. I was smart enough to order a Cobb Salad ...
    (filling and low in calories). We took our time over our meals and didn't leave till about 2:30. We then headed back to Joyce's house. Our mood was definitely reserved. Without a word being said, we realized we were not spending another night with Aunt Joyce. When we got to her house, we packed up the clothes I had been given and transferred our purchases from Joyce's car to ours. Parting was not easy. Nobody wanted to say good-bye. Aunt Karen finally said, &#034We need to leave before the traffic gets too bad.&#034 We went inside, hugged and kissed each other till the tears started. The mood swung 180 degrees when Karen asked. &#034Joyce, why don't you be our houseguest this weekend?&#034 Joyce readily agreed and the tears changed to squeals of joy. We kissed and hugged, made our way to the car and drove off. On the way back, we talked about everything that had occurred. I told Karen how happy I was with my new life and thanked her again for the opportunity. She said I was welcome and that my gender switch also made her happy. She reminded me, her life had also changed. Now instead of being sexually frustrated all the time, she was again enjoying the entire aspect of being a woman. When we arrived home, we unloaded, carried everything inside and put it away. At the same time we stored all of my male clothes in the attic. My drawers now contained all the silky, lacy and pretty girl things I had always dreamed about. I had a drawer for my panties, bras and garter belts. A second ...