Date: Wed, 15 Aug 2007 18:35:22 -0400
From: ray nichols <rayeanne.41.ts@gmail.com>
Subject: Journey into Womanhood chapter 3

"Ashley, you have made super progress in the last few months, both
emotionally and physically, so it is time to think about your future and
mine as well.  As you know Mandy is my lover and we want to live together
full time For that we need the house to be taken care of by Mandy, who will
be my wife.  You don't have a lover yet, and you may not have one for some
time to come.  But you at least need to make a start by living in a house
where there is just you and a man.  You will keep house for him as you have
learned to do here, and you need to also attend art school in the city.  I
have already enrolled you, as a girl, at the Art Institute.  You are going
to live with a friend of mine, Josh Nichols.  He is a well to do older
divorcee who needs a help mate for his house.  You can make it a home for
him, as well as yourself.  Hopefully the two of you will relate to each
other.  He has told me that he prefers to form a relationship with a very
feminine transexual, preferably a young one who is willing to go through
some surgery over an extended period of time and is interested in marriage
and eventually having a family.  Until recently he had a live-in ts but
they split up because she wasn't interested in being a woman.  I know that
you are the perfect candidate for him because the tests show that you are
so well suited for womanhood.  We will drive up in the morning.  We need to
pack your bags tonight. I hope this is agreeable to you?"

"Well, I guess I don't have much choice.  And yes I am interested to meet
him and I am curious.  What is this about surgery?"

"Oh no big deal, he just wants to go further with your feminization.  There
are, uh, several surgeries to be performed, but they will be spread out
over a period.  At least until you are 18 yrs. old, maybe older.  So don't
worry about it. The first thing is for you two to form a personal and
hopefully a sexual relationship. When you have done that the future is wide
open for the two of you.  He has the money to provide very well for you,
and the medical costs will not be an issue either.  He works closely with
some doctors who are doing research using transexuals."

When we got to the front door, he stepped out to greet us.  He was taller
and bigger than I had imagined he would be.  He must have been 6'4" and
over 250#! I felt so small as he held my hand during Greta's introduction
of me. It was clear from their talk that they had known each other for a
long time.  She relating to him as a butch lesbian and he for his
preference for very feminine transexuals over normal women.

"Ashley, you are even prettier than I imagined you to be."

"Well thank you kind sir!", I awkwardly stammered.  I had not experienced
such a complement from a man before.

He took my bags into the very big house.  She had said he was well to do,
and I could see that.  My bedroom was large, with a large bath and queen
size bed.  I noticed the dominance of pink in the room, and I immediately
felt comfortable with it.  The bath was fully supplied with soap and
bubblebath and skin cream and everything else. I blushed when under the
sink I found a douche bag and douche powder and a bottle of mineral oil and
KY jelly.  Just the stuff that had been described in my ts handbook as
preparation for intercourse.  It turned out this was the bedroom of his
last lover, who had left months ago.  The medicine cabinet had several
bottles of capsules.  They must have been her supplements and hormones.
And there was a jar of estrogen and progesterone based skin creme, similar
to what I was now using, especially on my breasts.  The closet had some
dresses, skirts, and blouses, and a beautiful pale purple silk kimono that
she had left. There were also a few pairs of 3" heels on the floor. The
drawers had a few slips and a couple of bras left, and three garter belts,
something I did not have.  The bras were C-cup, not of any use to me, at
least not now.  Greta had told me that Josh liked small breasted women.
What he was hot for was the full hips, thighs, and butt, she said.  Well my
boobies may be too small for him I thought.  They almost didn't exist!

Greta and I said our goodbyes and promised to visit each other as often as
possible.  After she left Josh and I sat down for a drink and chatted for a
while.  He told me that my duties would be keeping and running the house.
If I needed things to be done he would hire someone.  He would be out of
town some of the time but when here I was to prepare meals, do shopping,
etc.; all this in addition to my part time attendance at art school.  He
provided a cute little SUV for me to drive to school and shopping.  We
would in a few weeks be going out socially, he said.  I would be expected
to dress fully as his girlfriend for these occasions.  For school and
shopping I could wear slacks or shorts, but not short shorts like I wore
around the house.  He did not want me drawing the attention of young men.
Was he a little jealous already?  We hadn't even mated yet.  And I didn't
think he was showing any interest in me sexually.  Little did I know that
he had already seen nude photos of me, and that was one reason he picked me
to be his future wife, aside from the fact he and Greta had agreed years
ago on how she was to raise me.

I fixed dinner and then changed into a cocktail dress for having dinner
with him.  I got on makeup and my long blonde wig. I decided to wear one of
the garter belts, with a pair of black net stockings.  I had already
douched and lubed myself earlier, before he came in from work, just in case
he wanted me right away.  We had dinner with a couple of glasses of wine,
which got me light headed after a while.  He told me about his work
representing a large pharmaceutical company, and also a little about the
research he and another goup of scientists and physicians were conducting
to help transsexual males ease their path to femininity.  He did not say
anything at that time about the fertility planning program.

After dinner we went into the den and he pulled me to him to dance to some
music being played on the TV.  Even with my heels on he towered over me, at
about twice my weight.  I felt so fragile and small in his arms, yet I felt
safe and protected snuggled up in his huge arms.

"Baby girl, you do feel so good.  Just as I imagined you would.  The
hormones have worked wonders on you from what I saw in your last photos
sent to me by Greta.  They were of you in the nude, lying on the therapists
couch, with your thighs spread open so I could see almost everything you
have down there.  Did you know about the pics being taken?"

"NO!, I did not and I am embarrassed by that.  They don't seem to
understand how shy and insecure I am about my budding sexuality."

"Well you don't need to be embarrassed or shy, because what you have would
make any man get an instant hardon."

"Did I have that effect on you when you saw the pictures?" I said, now
squirming against him as his right hand dropped down to caress my ass.

"Yep! Just like right now."

And at that point I became aware of a huge hard presence up against my soft
belly, pressing my navel and up to my rib cage.  My god! I thought, could
that possibly be all his member?  I had no idea a man's cock could be that
large.  What would a little teenage virgin like me do with something like
that?

"Go in my bedroom and get naked baby, I'll be with you in a moment."

I nervously slipped out of my clothes except for my bikini panties,
garterbelt, and stockings.  I was sitting on the edge of his bed when he
emerged from the bathroom naked.  Oh what a manly body!  And hanging down
at a raised angle was an unbelievable cock.  He had bathed it in lubricant
of some kind that made it shine and it seemed to have a life of its own,
bouncing and throbbing!  He came to the edge of the bed and pulled me away
and pushed me down on the floor on my knees.  The huge pulsing knob was
before my mouth, dripping pre-cum just as Dr. Johnson said would happen
when a man got excited by looking at my body.

"Suck on it a little, baby girl.  I'm not about to waste my cum in your
mouth right now but I want you to taste what's gonna go in your sweet
little virgin anal pussy.  I had to work at it to get that giant slick
throbbing bulb into my stretched open mouth.  I bobbed my head on it a few
times, hopeing he would shoot off in my mouth.  But not really.  I knew I
had to receive that staff into my vagina to become



Then he slipped over between my legs and nibbled his way down into my
split.  As he spread my thighs he licked my little nub for a minute or two.

"Ahh... it's so cute and sexy baby, I adore her." He said with a voice
gravely with desire.

"Oh honey, that feels so good...you...you're making me tingle inside."

He then moved his mouth further down, biting the insides of my thighs, and
he pushed my legs up and back as he gained access to my love entrance.  It
was already wet as he stuck his tongue into me.  He was french kissing my
pussy!

"MMM...baby girl I can't wait any longer, got to have you."

"Oh, darlin'...you,,,you're too big...I...I mean I'm not big enought to
receive you into me... I... I'm just a little virgin."

"Baby don't worry, relax we have all night to get me into you, and it will
be worth it...to both of us."

He pushed my thighs far back as he rose up over me.  My knees were up under
his armpits, my heels digging into his upper back as I hung on to him, my
arms around his thick neck.  Then I felt the massive glans, wet and slick,
pressing against my anal ring.  I felt my self begin to give in to his
pressure.  My hole was slowly opening.

"Josh!...it...it's hurting...uhhhhh...OH!!"

He had just made his first thrust, and that forced me half way open it felt
like. I really couldn't tell how much was in me but I felt the burning pain
and flinched.  He relieved the pressure and held still for a minute as my
anus relaxed a little about the bulbous throbbing head of his pussy
wrecker. He then leaned into me again and my anus spread even more and I
felt the slow insertion begin.  Each second I was continuously stretching
open, open, open some more.  I felt like I was having a baby in reverse.  I
squirmed under him, but that only made the entry happen faster.  I felt him
make a corkscrew motion and suddenly the hard ridge of his glans was in and
past my tight ring.  He was in me!

"Oh..my...godddd...you...it..I..I...ooohhhh..."  I quietly
sobbed. Surrendering to the pain and his dominant taking of me...all of
me. I had the feeling that he was consuming me without any respect for how
it hurt or how I felt about it.

"Ahhhh...sweet baby...little darlin'.. so tight, so good."  He whispered.

He began to move in me now, slowly whipsawing his magnificent phallus in my
now very wet love sleeve.  I was trying not to grip his presence with my
spincter muscle because that made me hurt worse.  As I concentrated on
relaxing my anal grip his cock slid further into me.  I moved my right hand
down to my lower belly, laying it flat between my navel and my pubic mound.
I could feel his member inside of me, thrusting in my belly, swelling it up
against my palm.  It seemed the head of it was far up in my belly, I could
feel just where it was.  I was swelled out like I was expecting.  Even
though I was in some residual pain, I was feeling sexually responsive to
the invasion now.  He began to thrust in me with more authority, with long
strokes, reaching so far up in me, getting more urgent, his rhythm becoming
ragged now, uncoordinated.  I was almost instinctively curling up my hips
to meet his thrusts into me, even though this caused him to become lodged
even deeper in me.  But the urge to have him in me over rode the pain in my
seeking of feminine completion.

"Baby, babeeee...., I can't hold it any longer for ya, I've got to give it
to ya now...gonna cum in ya now!! Ya! Arrrgghhh, uh! uh! uh!"

"Ohhh...d..darlinnnn'...yes cum in me, give me your seed....eeeeeee,,,!!"

I couldn't believe it.  I actually felt the copious spurts in the upper
end, I think, of my rectal passage, my constricting, pulsing love sleeve. I
thought I felt the wetness spreading in me, and the squishiness and the
sound it made as he slammed into me repeatedly, jerking with each
deeeeepppp thrust.  I was aware of my pussy pulsing and gripping, hungry
for his semen, his baby seed.

He slumped over to the side of me, one of my legs falling weakly down off
his back.  He held my other thigh still up as he slowly slid out of me.
His sloppy wet cockhead popped out of me suddenly, giving me a startled
jerking of my still quivering ass, which felt like jelly now.  It had been
so throughly taken, so fully used,...my virginity so completely taken.  I
was now his woman!  I was ecstatic and felt a satisfied glowing warmth deep
in the root of my belly, along with a continued yearning in that now empty
place.  Now that I had been filled I knew I needed to be filled again and
again, until his cum was dribbling from my slack, loose totally used up
vagina.  It's true, I had not had an orgasm, at least I don't think I
had. I tried to close up my stretched opening, bringing my butt cheeks
together, to hold in his copious love offering.  I reached down taintily
with my fingers to touch my 'mound of venus' and its thick little
triangular patch of pubic fur. Oh, I was very wet there, with my sticky,
slick, watery love issue, that Josh said tasted sweet to him. I don't know
to this day whether this was evidence that I had an external, flowing
orgasm from my clitoris or whether my juice had simply been forced out of
me by the huge presence of him pressing so hard on my g-spot.  Because of
his very vigorous movement in me and his size, I wasn't very aware of what
was happening to my love organs in response to him.  All I know is that I
felt fulfilled and satisfied sort of, but not fully sated; as though there
was some crowning level of bliss that had not been quite experienced.


more to cum in Ashley's awakening into womanhood. let me know what you
think: where its been, where you think its going, where you would like it
to go.  love, rayeanne.

(rayeanne.41.ts@gmail.com)