Date: Thu, 13 Aug 2009 15:41:31 GMT From: Check It Out Subject: Dressed As A Girl-17 I'm Jimmy James and this is a story of cross dressing and sexual submission at the hands of my girlfriends father. ============================ Monday-Back To The Grind In the morning, I got up still nude and dressed as Kitty. I took off the tits, wig and pussy panties. I jumped in the shower and thought about how much I missed them already. For the last three days, it had seemed so natural to be a girl. I hated to take it off, but I had to go to work. As I drove to work, I thought about how plain and ordinary I felt. I wasn't a hot sexy girl that men lusted after anymore. I didn't have big bouncing tits. I didn't have a hot ass and I couldn't flash my pussy. I was just me again, and nobody gave me a second look. I wasn't bad looking, but after seeing first hand, all the sexual opportunities that were open to me as a woman. After experiencing what it was like to be a hot piece of ass. Let me tell you......... It was a big let down. I got to work a little late, but some of the guys were still gathered around talking about this weekend. My friend pulled me aside and filled me in on what I missed. He told me one of the guys told about going to a strip club and getting the worlds best lap dance. I smiled and thought about how much fun it was to give lap dances. He went on about how the guy had a few pictures of her and how hot she was. I watched as he pulled out his phone and told me he had emailed me copies. When he showed me the slideshow in the viewer, I just about died. There was a picture of me, well Kitty really, on her knees sucking Bobs cock. There were three pictures of that. Then four more of her being bent over the hood of a car and fucked. Then a picture of her standing there smiling with her tits out, skirt pulled up and panties down. It might as well have been a nude. "Isn't she hot!" my friend asked. "Holy Fuck! Who sent those?" I asked in shock. My friend smiled and pointed to a guy in the corner, getting ready to leave. My jaw hit the floor!! It was the guy I thought I recognized at the club!!! I had given a lap dance to someone I worked with!! I had stroked his cock and licked up his cum!!! I quickly got some coffee and hurried back to my office. I reviewed my schedule and tried not to think of it, but when I checked my email, I sat and watched a slideshow of the pics I had been sent. While I watched, I looked closely to make sure nobody would recognize me. Once I was sure nobody would know it was me, I couldn't help but to think of how sexy I looked. Or how hot it would have been to watch me do that in a parking lot. I thought about giving that guy a lap dance. I didn't know his name or how long he had worked here. But I had given a lap dance to someone I worked with and saw every day. I thought about how his cock looked and felt in my hand. I thought about stroking it and feeling it throb while I watched thick white streams shoot out. I thought about the taste of his cum as I licked it up. I thought about how much fun it had been and could feel my cock getting hard. I tried to put it out of my mind, but I was distracted all day. I couldn't get what I had done this weekend off my mind. I had loved every minute of it. I loved having a pussy. I loved the way it felt to have tits. I loved the sex. Mostly I loved being the center of attention. Being a girl was the most fun I've ever had. The rest of the day was so strange. Every time I saw that guy, I could feel his cock throbbing in my hand. I could taste his cum, and I could see the look in his eye while he watched me lick it up. When I looked at women, I wondered what I would look like dressed like them or if I had that color hair. I would admire the way they looked, walked or talked and compare it to what I had been doing. I thought about the pictures or the video Bob had left, and was sure I looked as good or better than most of them. When I looked at the men, I knew most of them had my pictures and wondered if seeing me in action made them as hard as it made Bob. It was a huge turn on for me to think that I was making all the guys I worked with hard...... Lunch was the worst. I went to a restaurant with six of my friends and those pictures were all they talked about. They talked about how hot the girl was and how much they wanted to fuck her. They reviewed the pictures and talked about what a hot pussy she had. They made a list of all the things they would do to her and how much fun it would be. Listening to them talk about me like that was such a turn on, I was rock hard the whole time. Thinking about doing all the things they were talking about made me want their cocks so bad I couldn't stand it. I wished I was Kitty again, so I could crawl under the table and suck them all off right there. By the time I got home, I couldn't wait to get dressed up again. I ran to the bedroom, stripped off my suit, rinsed and douched, then hurried to the dressing room. I smiled at myself in the mirror and admired my smooth hairless body. I tucked my cock back and pulled up my pussy panties. I shook my ass at the mirror and glued on my tits and wig. I put on my makeup, fake nails and nail polish. I had a huge smile as I looked at myself standing nude. I caressed my pussy while jiggling my tits and shaking my ass at the mirror. Even up close, I couldn't tell it was me. I really did look and feel like a girl. And I knew for a fact that I had been with at least 80 guys that thought so too. Again, I stood and admired myself in the mirror. As I looked at myself, all I could think of is what the guys at work had said about me. They wanted to do me at a gang bang or have me pull a train for them. None of them had any idea I was the girl they wanted to fuck so bad. I was so turned on as I thought of the implications. My friends were looking at nude pictures of me and couldn't tell I wasn't a girl. In Fact........... They thought I was so hot, they wanted me to pull a train for them.. It was mind boggling to think I could pull a train for them, without them knowing. I giggled, put on a tiny sheer white lace thong and a low cut V neck t-shirt with lace trim. The shirt, hugged my body tight, showed lots of cleavage and ended at my belly button. I marveled at how good it looked and felt. I had seen Cindy lounge around the house in the same thing a million times and thought it was sexy. Now that I could see myself in it, I was sure Bob would think so too. I smiled, walked to the kitchen and made myself some dinner. When I finished, I did the dishes and cleaned the house. I did the laundry. Then lounged around the house and watched TV like I always did. While I did these things, I was captivated by the way it felt to be a girl. The pussy panties and tits really did feel like a part of me. They looked, felt, jiggled and tugged at me just like the real thing. Plus, I had been wearing them so much, I was beginning to think of them as real. It was comforting to see and feel my tits bounce. Or to look down and see a pussy that was just barely covered by see thru panties. I couldn't see it, but I knew that except for a string running through the crack, my ass was fully exposed. I could feel it jiggle with every step and loved the way it felt to reach back and caress a smooth round ass like that. "I have what men want." I thought and felt my cock twitch. I looked around and noticed it was just about dark out. I wondered what happened to Bob and decided to watch the video he left. I squirmed in my seat as I watched and thought about how much fun it was and how good it felt to do all those things. When I got to the glory hole part, I couldn't get enough of it. I watched as I sucked lovingly on a fat cock while Bob fucked me. Then I could see it throbbing in my mouth. Followed by a close-up of me spitting a mouthful of cum into a beer mug. A fairly steady stream of guys continued to fuck me while I eagerly sucked cock and spit into the mug. Once it was full, it showed me drink it as fast as I could while Bob fucked me again. There were close-ups of cum dripping out of my ass and running down my legs. It had to be one of the sexiest things I had ever seen a girl do. Knowing it was me made it even sexier. I wanted to pull out my cock and jack off, but all I could do was rub my pussy. I sat on the arm of the sofa and began to grind my pussy against it while I continued to watch. At the end, a bold title came up. "THE CHUG-A-LUG MUG" It showed a close-up of me sucking the head of a cock while it throbbed in my lips. Then it showed a close-up of me spitting a mouthful of cum into an empty mug. Every scene was like that and you could see the mug getting fuller every time. After 10 guys, it was almost full. It showed another close-up of my face. I smiled, put it to my lips and drank it as fast as I could while I stroked a cock. I licked up my cum mustache, smiled again and went back to sucking cock. Watching it was such a turn on, I was grinding my pussy hard against the arm of the sofa while moaning loudly. While I watched, I was thinking about what a satisfying feeling it was to have a stiff cock throbbing in my mouth. What a thrill it was to have a guy fill my mouth with cum. The best part was watching myself drink the cum. I thought about how I loved the way it tasted and felt to drink that much cum. Mouthful after mouthful of thick white man juice sliding down my throat. That's what sent me over the edge. I closed my eyes, jumped and squealed while grinding my pussy into the arm of the sofa. I came so hard, I almost fell over. When my orgasm subsided, I continued to grind while I watched enough guys cum in my mouth that I filled the mug two more times. When the video ended and I got up to go to bed, I noticed a big wet spot on the arm of the couch. "I left a snail trail" I giggled to myself. I turned everything off and went to bed. It struck me as strange. I had a nice night, but I was really disappointed that Bob hadn't stopped by. Tuesday: Another day at the office. In the morning, I had a big smile as I got up and took everything off. I rinsed and douched then jumped in the shower. When I got out, I pulled my cock back and put my pussy back on. I missed it yesterday and had decided to wear it to work today. I stood naked in front of the mirror and shaved. It was such an erotic feeling to be looking at myself as Jimmy, then to look down and see a pussy. I picked out a pair of white cotton low rise bikini panties. I put on the baggiest pair of pants I could find and smiled. I finished getting dressed and went to work. When I got there, I stood around, drank coffee and talked like any other day. While I talked to people, The image of me shaving this morning was constantly running through my mind. It was fun. I couldn't flash it to anybody, but it was exciting to know I had a pussy..... I was an average looking guy with a pussy. I didn't feel sexy like I had this weekend. But it did make me feel special. Under my pants, I had what looked and felt like a real pussy. I even reached into my pocket and touched it a few times, just for fun. Some of the people were still talking about Kitty, and it gave me a real thrill to listen. I knew I had what they wanted and it made the images of what they wanted to do to Kitty even more vivid in my mind. I thought about how sexy I looked as I stood nude and sucked cock while getting fucked at the same time. I pictured all the things I had done as Kitty, and could feel my pussy getting wet. I had a big smile as I went back to my office and began looking at the pictures again. I began rubbing my pussy through my pants and thinking about how sexy I looked. There I was nearly naked, sucking cock and getting fucked in a parking lot while people watched. One picture really caught my eye. My hands were rested on the hood of the car. My tits and pussy were clearly visible. My head was thrown back proudly and by the look on the guys face, he was obviously getting off inside me. I rubbed my pussy hard, thought about how good it felt, how sexy the video was to watch and how hot the pictures were. Thinking that all the guys I worked with were looking at them and getting hard was such a turn on, I almost came. I wanted to cum so bad, I almost couldn't stop myself. When I did, it didn't take long to notice that my panties were soaking wet. I smiled, went to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall to see if I could dry out my panties. I wiped up the cum from the crotch of my panties and admired my pussy with a big smile. It had to be one of the hottest pussies I had ever seen. It was smooth, rounded, hairless, nice pussy lips and it was all mine. It's no wonder guys got hard when they saw it. I could see why Bob had to have some when he saw it peeking out from under my skirt. I had what men wanted. I had what all men wanted. Hot, Juicy, Easy, Pussy!! I smiled and let out a little giggle as I began to caress it some more. I wiggled my chest and was disappointed I couldn't feel my tits jiggle too..... I really did miss it. Just about that time, I heard two guys walk in and begin to talk about Kitty. I listened quietly as they talked about what nice tits she had. What a hot piece of ass she was and how much they wanted to fuck her. Just as they were leaving, they talked about how cool it was that such a good looking girl could be such a whore. They even talked about how much it might cost to go to the club and fuck her for real. Listening to them talk about me like that was a huge turn on for me. I began to finger my ass and think about how good it would feel to have their stiff cocks going off inside me. How good it felt to suck cock and let men use me as a cum dump. How good it made me feel to know I had made nearly a hundred guys cum, kept Bob hard all weekend and was making a bunch more hard. I was working three fingers into my ass and was just about to cum again before I came to my senses. I WAS AT WORK!!! I COULDN'T DO THIS AT WORK!!! I quickly cleaned up. Pulled up my panties and pants. Then went back to my office. The rest of the day went like most other days. Except that my pussy was on my mind all day. It was hot and it made all the guys hard. I was turned on, my panties were soaked with cum and I was smiling the whole time. After work, I hurried home and got changed. I decided to experiment and instead of the big DD tits, I put on the smallest pair Cindy had. C cup. I smiled real big as I jumped around and watched them bounce. They weren't as ponderous or obvious as the big ones. But because they were so pert and firm, with big erect nipples, they really did catch your eye. I picked out a dark wig with a page boy cut and put it on. The bangs came to just above my eyebrows, then the back hung down to just brush my shoulders. I giggled as I looked at it. I looked like a teenaged punk rocker chick. It was perfect. I glued on the wig. Put on dark makeup. Black lipstick. Lots of eyeliner and black nail polish. When I was done I modeled for myself in front of the mirror. I watched eagerly as I jiggled and danced. I thought I looked really hot. Way hotter than I had this weekend at the club. In fact, I thought it was so hot, I could feel my pussy getting wet. I put on black stockings. Black lace thong. Black bustier that left my tits exposed. Black army boots with four inch heels. I modeled for myself again and couldn't believe how hot I looked. "I hope Bob likes it as much as I do." I giggled as I shook my ass. I went to the kitchen, made dinner and ate quickly. When I was done, I hurried to the living room and put in the video Bob had left. I felt so sexy like this, all I could think about was sucking cock. I looked out the window and didn't see Bob anywhere. I sat on the couch, pulled down my panties, spread my legs and began to finger my ass as I watched myself dance on stage. I pushed pause and worked another finger in as I looked at myself standing nude in front of a crowd of horny men. I fingered myself hard and fast forwarded to the glory hole scenes. I worked in another finger and watched eagerly as I sucked cock after cock after cock. When I got to the scene where I was sucking a cock that was as big as Buddy's. I came hard. I watched it over and over. I put it in slow motion and watched in amazement as it slid down my throat. My throat puffed out and you could see the outline of his cock as plain as day. It was such a turn on to see and I was fingering myself so hard, I came again. I moaned and groaned through my orgasm and wished I had a hard cock in me instead of my fingers. When I relaxed, I wondered why Bob hadn't stopped by and was thinking of calling him. I decided, I had to have something inside me, so I went to the dressing room to see if I could find a dildo. I dug through all the drawers and boxes, but didn't find a dildo. What I did find was something called a "Hula Vibe". It was brand new, still in the box. I smiled as I looked at it. It was two vibrating eggs with a soft silicone covering made up to look like a hula dancer. The head was 1 1/2 inches thick and 2 inches long. It had black hair with a pronounced ridge that looked exactly like a bloated cock head. The body was 2 inches thick and 3 inches long, With a vibrator in each end. The legs and neck were each 1 inch thick and 1 inch long. Making it a total of 7 inches. It was attached to a 1 inch leather strap that was hooked to a two inch leather belt that fastened with Velcro. It also had a separate hand held radio remote. When I turned it on, it went through a small demonstration. Turning all three of the vibrators on and off at different speeds. On high, the head looked like it was going to shake right off and the body looked like it was doing a real fast hula dance. It was kinda funny. The instructions told how far the remote was good for and told about the different settings. They said you could fasten it in front for in the pussy or in back for in the ass. It said, it rode real low on the hips and could be worn under your panties without being obvious. Or, if you wore it under your pants or skirt, it guaranteed it would be unnoticeable. "What a great idea." I thought as I put it in, secured the belt and pulled up my thong. They were right. It rode real low. It filled up every bit of available space in my ass. It was extremely comfortable. And.... Even with just a thong on, you could barely tell it was there. I sat back on the couch and began to play with the remote while watching my video from the beginning. The feeling of three different vibrators going off at the same time at different speeds was incredible. The sun was just about down and I wanted to call Bob in the worst way. Between playing with the hula vibes remote and watching myself on the big screen. I bet I came another half dozen times before going to bed. I wore the hula vibe to bed and set it to go on and off through all its settings randomly. I slept great that night too. Even if I did wake up three times because I was having an orgasm.