Date: Wed, 11 Mar 2009 19:38:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: jimi jones <jimiboygirl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jimi's Secret Diary  Title: Jimi's Rite of Spring - after the Spring Dance - Part 5

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Part 5


After delivering the drinks to the four spent boys, and making my excuses,
i slipped out of the tv room. the boys were swept up in the monster
movie. i had seen 'the creature from the black lagoon' many times
previously and didn't think i would be missing much... not compared to
regina's... or 'reggie's' offer.

softly padding up the carpeted stairs i did indeed see a door left slightly
open and soft light emanating from it and spilling into the hallway.

opening the door and stepping in i saw that a red silky scarf or
handkerchief had been placed over the bedside lampshade, bathing the
spacious and tastefully decorated bedroom in a soft and rosy
glow.... inside the master suite -- obviously the bedroom of ken's parents
-- another door was slightly open. reggie was nowhere to be seen. i heard
bathwater filling a tub, its echo tinkling like piano music.

i peeked inside. the room was lit by about twenty candles.

regina was wearing just my boxers and sleeveless undershirt as she knelt by
the tub pouring bubblebath into the warm water and swirling it with her
hand, stirring up clouds of foam. i closed the door and whispered...

hi, reggie.

she looked up and smiled sweetly.

i thought a bath would be in order 'zhee-mee'... you're rather a sticky
mess. step out of those things and settle in. the water's very nice. not
too hot....

i removed the terry robe and hung it on the hook behind the door. then i
saw in the large mirror just how right she was. my red lipstick was smeared
all over the bottom half of my face, light red streaks and blurs of
color. my blonde hair was spiky in places and stiff from dried semen. stiff
crusty globs and spots marred the front, sides and rear seat of the pretty
pink panties. the cups of the bra were likewise despoiled.

regina dipped fingers into cold cream and using facial tissue, wthin a few
seconds had cleared off most of the lipstick smears.

she continued her inspection....

oh my stars, ill have to give those a good rinse, baby, she said, as she
unhooked the once pristine but still pretty pink soft cupped lacy bra and
slid it from my frame. she deftly removed the delicate matching panties,
leaning down and hooking a thumb and forefinger on each hip and going to
her knees, lightly tugging them down, over my belly and over my crotch,
which was also a mess of stiff golden hair. she paused over my middle and
lightly kissed the tip of my tiny penis. i stepped out of the panties. my
body had adopted a whitish sheen where the many squirts of semen had dried
on my skin. i thought of doughnuts when i saw the glaze.

you know, jimi, you really do have almost a girl's body. your legs are
nicely shaped, your backside is kind of small, though, but round and
cute. you have lovely hips too, and overall, your form is fleshed like a
girls...soft in all the right places.

her hand lingered over my bottom, gently stroking and kneading the milky
white orbs. she could obviously see the effect her touch was having on
me. i wanted this girl.

she tossed both delicate underwear items into the sink and ran a little
cool water over them.

go on. hop in, beautiful.

i did as requested and slid into the warm soapy foam and watched regina as
she gently ran a bar of ivory soap over her underwear and rubbed the
material together in the cool sink water, careful not to wring out the
fabric but instead squeezing the sudsy water through the garments' delicate
material.

its not like a pair of sweat socks, honey. they get all crinkly if you
wring them. you have so much to learn....

she squeezed most of the water though the fabric and then hung the items on
a clean towel, on the rail.

they'll dry a little bit now and ill hang them up over the shower curtain
rail when youre out of the bath. dont want water dripping in your eyes
baby. they should be like new by morning... its such a warm night, they'll
dry quickly.

i began scrubbing my arms and legs with a brush and she nearly screamed.

how can you do that to your skin! why, you'll rub it right off! here, let
me show you.

with that, she lathered a facecloth and gently dabbed me here and there.

now isnt that nicer? youre getting just as clean and you wont leave half
your skin in the tub.

i told her i liked the feel of her hands on me as she washed and she smiled
at that.

okay lovergirl, let old reggie take care of you.

she began a long and patient ritual, asking me to lift a foot, working the
cloth over my feet and between each toe. then rinsing that, she asked for
another foot, then the arms, back, and neck. once in a while she would kiss
a body part as she cleaned it. my little semi erect dick leaped beneath the
water's surface, an unseen submarine. she slowly massaged my entire body
with the soft soapy cloth. her hands went between my legs and she very
expertly covered every nook and cranny, cleaning me gently, but thoroughly,
extra thoroughly, i thought. she asked me to kneel in the tub so she could
give my bottom a 'proper' cleaning. i got on all fours and she washed me
like a groomer tends to a prize poodle. she spent a lot of time cleaning my
backside, probably far more time than was needed. who cares? it felt
great. at one point, she popped the end of her bare forefinger right into
my anus, slowly wriggling inside me in every direction. my cock began to
grow.
 she dug a little deeper.

oh! ladies and gentlemen, she LIKES her puss being touched.... mmmmmmm, now
there's such a good girl.

with a forefinger still inside my anus, probing a little deeper, her other
hand began to rub my nipples with the soapy cloth....

and yes... oh my, folks. she also likes having her breasts touched.

my nipples were like berries now.. engorged and a darker shade than
normal...stiff even. were they actually growing??

i could see that regina was also enjoying this water play. her nipples
stretching the front of my undershirt somewhat, like pencil erasers on an
otherwise flat chest. we were like sisters, really, both enjoying the same
thing.

this ritual bath was highly pleasurable. it seemed as though she had bathed
me for hours, but in reality it could not have been more than ten minutes,
start to finish.

she had asked me to stay in that kneeling position as she hooked up a short
bath hose to the tap, ran clean warm water over my head and began a long
and gentle shampoo. the unseen product she used was extremely fragrant and
floral scented. girly.

lean your head back now, tiny tears, dont want shampoo in those baby blues.

that comment made me laugh a little bit.

of course i did as she directed and regina/regiie rinsed the shampoo from
my hair. i was remembering my own mother performing this shampoo ritual on
me as a toddler.

regina's soft and gentle fingers were expert.

i was sorry when she announced, okay lover let's get you dried off. i know
im going to have to show you how to do that too.

when i rose to emerge from the bath, i liked the way my skin now
smelled...like roses, like flowers...  reggie took my hand and helped me
out.

such a gentleman!

she placed a large fluffy towel over my shoulders and dabbed me dry, here
and there. there and here.

she wrapped another, smaller towel around my head, like a turban.

we'll do the hair later... but for now there is other hair to take care of.

she was looking right at my crotch.

not TOO hairy, but its not really like a girls. dont worry honey, i can fix
it and nobody will EVER see it, apart from you and i.

she led me to a stool and sat me down upon it,totally naked, apart from my
turban.

she reached over for a lit candle.

i had a panicky thought, involving fire.

she saw the look on my face and told me to relax.

i am going to remove that hair in a time honored tradition, and i dont mean
by burning.

with that she poured a little melted wax on her own forearm and it
immediately cooled into a domed circle. she tugged the wax and it came off
easily..and it was gripping several fine hairs from her arm.

see? now, will you please trust me, jimi?

i nodded.

but for sefy's sake, why dont you tuck that little pecker between your legs
so no wax hits it. do dont want any blisters on it!

i obeyed. i liked looking down and seeing no penis...just a delta of soft
blonde fur. my cock twitched in excitement, unseen by any.

she held the candle over my crotch and poured some wax on the left side of
my pubic area. she got another candle, then another and another, and gently
and repeatedly poured the hot wax onto the right side and then the top edge
of my pubic hair. it was not an unpleasant sensation. i was 'growing' to
sort of enjoy it.

i can see from your expression that you like this, zhee-mee.

she was like me, alternately calling me jimi or zhee-mee, just as i had
mentally referred to her as regina and or reggie.

within a few minutes most of my pubic area was covered in multi-colored wax
droplets. the only part left untouched was a square inch of blonde thatch
directly above my cock and my pubic bone.

she leaned down and blew on the wax. little jimi popped out. he liked that,
too. she kissed his head, then tucked it away again. he really liked that!

now, to work. she quickly lifted the solidified wax from my crotch. it did
not hurt very much at all. about as painful as removing a band-aid. within
one or two minutes, most of my pubic hair had gone! all that was left was
the little toothbrush mustache directly above my cock.

i stroked the skin. it was so smooth! far smoother than the few times i
shaved myself to 'see how it looked'.

its your 'little hitler', honey. thats what we girls call that. some of the
girls at school -- the really daring ones -- take it ALL off, but most
leave a little bit, like yours. of course, some girls just leave their
garden to grow into a thicket, which frankly is a little disgusting to me.

now, me, she said, i am kind of an in-betweener. here, ill show you.  be
right back.

she left the bathroom and returned less than two minutes later. i spent the
time wisely, removing droplets of wax and hair from my crotch and even
experimenting with more wax, further reducing my little hitler. i liked the
way i looked. and i loved the way the skin felt. smooth as silk and like a
baby.

reggie came back and she turned away from me momentarily and then turned
around to face me. what i saw was an erection inside her boxer shorts.

go on jimi, pull them down.

i started to pull down her boxers and all a sudden a large plump banana
sprang out to face me. it was peeled already...and it was inserted between
her legs (or into her vagina itself?) in such a way as to resemble an erect
penis... the curve of the banana disappearing between her legs.

whattaya think, zhee-mee?

her voice sounded quasi-masculine!

her bush was just about like mine was... before she waxed me. in other
words, there was not a lot to start off with, and it was gold, soft, and
neatly trimmed. she was in no way as hairy as a guy, but still, it was kind
of LIKE a guy's pubes, only more pretty somehow.

then i noticed that she must have performed some kind of trick on the
banana after she peeled it...two inches from the leading edge, the banana's
flesh had been scored or grooved by teeth and resembled a crude cock head.

well,do ya LIKE it?

i just looked into her eyes, smiled, nodded silently and leaned closer into
her, opening my lips. she moved into me, holding the banana close to
herself and placing the tip of it into my mouth, and caressing the back of
my head with her free hand, and together, we began a mime of me giving her
a blowjob. the other end of the banana surely must have been buried in her
vagina. as she held it in place for me to suck, every millisecond or two i
could feel it going backward slightly, into her, and then coming forward,
and extending farther into my mouth before beginning its backward arc once
more, creating a rythym.

do you like sucking on my cock zhee-mee girl?

i nodded and swallowed more of the head. the banana's flesh was firm, not
ripe... there was little danger of it melting quickly in my mouth.  i mimed
swallowing her cock as far as i could. i began to smell the aroma of fresh,
clean, hot, wet pussy as she rode the banana deep into my throat. the lower
half shaft of the banana itself was glistening with her wetness in the warm
candle glow. i swallowed more and more of the pussy-flavored banana-cock as
regina took her pleasure... having her maleness attended to so lovingly by
such a girl as me.

i then held the banana for her, freeing up both of her hands. i dug it
deeper and deeper into her cunt even as i lunged on the head. my mouth was
working the banana very quickly, perhaps too quickly... the head loosened
and then fell off into my mouth, i must have sucked it apart. my mouth was
filling with softening banana mush...mixed with my saliva it became almost
like a liquid. regina clapsed my head in both of her hands and thrust and
thrust and thrust into me. i dug the banana as deeply into her cunt as i
could...digging it thrusting it...

i removed my lips from the banana long enough to chew the softened fruit
slurry and swallow it. she heard my gulping... gulping as if swallowing
steaming jets of her imaginary semen. that set her off, violently bucking
against my face.

i removed the banana and licked her fruity cunt deeply, wetly, lovingly. i
gripped her swollen clitoris between my front teeth as gently as i could
and sucked it long and hard, my tongue flicking against the very core of
her being... her rose, her flower... her pussy... her twat.  i rplaced the
broken end of the banana into her pussy, and popped the end that was buried
in her cunt into my mouth. it was salty and fruity and tasty. i swallowed
her juices greedily as i thrust the banana in and out of her pussy...

ohhhhh goddddddddddddddd! oh god oh god, YES!!!! she cried out.

she had a long series of thunderous orgasms. her body spasmed, twitched,
exploded as if a victim of repeated electric shocks, which in actual fact,
it was.


when her pounding slowed and finally stopped, i kissed and licked her pussy
for a long time...tasting her scent and.... fresh banana.

oh, that was wonderful baby. the girl of my dreams.

my sentiments entirely.

we kissed for a long time. i could taste her happy tears as they poured
down her beautiful cheek and onto my hungry lips.

there is so much we still need to do, baby. let's go to the bedroom.



continued

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