1. School Days ( I didn't write this )


    Date: 11/20/2014, Categories: Fetish, Shemales, Taboo, Author: whiteshadowz, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    result of such a long and exciting day, or warmth of his milk, his whole body seemed to relax. As the beautiful servantgirl drew her soft hands over his scalp again and again, he seemed to float away into another world. "Isn't this nice?" asked Carolyn as the boy could only nod. "You're as pretty as a little girl in your nitie. You smell so sweet and lovely, dear." Chris felt lovely, too. He had never felt anything like this. He couldn't explain it. One part of him wanted to scream and run, but another part of him, held captive by the light caress of the silky lingerie, the gentle attentions of the maid, and the warmth of his bedtime drink refused to leave. "So soft, so pretty" he could hear Carolyn whisper in his ear. He could feel her fingers gently trace along neck and down the bodice of the nightgown. "My beautiful little Christine" she whispered as he laid back against her bosom, his mind lost in a trance. He felt her red-tipped finger draw across his lips and his body seemed to shiver to her touch. He hardly took note as she lay him back on the silken sheets, running one hand thru his hair and the other down and under his frilly babydoll. She pulled the lacy little panties down a bit and freed his penis, now hard and throbbing. He shuddered in delight as she took a frilly hankie from her bodice and wrapping it his shaft, began milking him. His senses were overloaded; the touch of the silky nightgown on his body, the fragrance of the room, the sight of Carolyn bending ...
    as she ministered to him, and the featherlike stroking of his genitals controlled his mind. Finally, as she caressed his lips with her own and he tasted the creamy red gloss that covered them, his whole body shuddered in spasm. His boyish juice exploded into the silken hankerchief. Carolyn smiled down at their guest and gently cleaned him. He had never in his life felt so wondrous. Lifting his back from the cool sheets, she removed his robe, and now, dressed only in his babydoll with their matching panties, she pulled the coverlet over him. Kissing him on the forehead, she whispered "goodnite chrissy, sl**p tight." She turned off the light and closed the door behind her, leaving the boy asl**p and dreaming. The boy's sl**p was filled with dreams that would have disturbed him had they remained in his memory more than a fleeting moment. In his dream, Christopher had found himself back at St. Mark's Academy for Boys in the room he shared with two other students. What surprised him however, was that while the other two wore their pajamas as they climbed into bed, Christopher found himself dressed in a blue satin gown. The dream was hardly surprising for that night, visiting the home of Mary, a local woman who had befriended him, he had, indeed, gone to bed dressed in a frilly nightie borrowed from her daughter's wardrobe. He awoke from his slumber suddenly, light streaming into the girlishly decorated bedroom as Carolyn, the beautiful housekeeper flung the curtains wide. "Wake up, ...
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