Date: Mon, 6 Mar 2006 12:17:19 +0000 (GMT)
From: Melissa Carmichael <sweetlissy2001@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Fun in Chiswick

It was midsummer and very warm.
I was staying over at my girlfriend Helen's house in
Richmond, which is near London. We had been having
heavy sex all night and we were deliciously tired.
The next morning she decided that we should go over
and see her friend, a girl called Bobbie, who lived at
Chiswick in a house with her boyfriend Jamie.
I put on my jeans and a little red camisole top
(borrowed from Helen) and brushed my long brown hair.
It was getting really long and came down past my
shoulders. I am quite slender for a boy and I'm always
getting mistaken for a girl.
Helen was wearing a short blue skirt and a white
blouse, she had  her long, wavy blonde hair tied up
with a pretty blue ribbon. She looked lovely and I
gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
We both took some some dexedrine pills to wake us up.
We walked down to Richmond Station and took the tube
over to Chiswick. We spent the whole journey kissing.
"I love kissing you," she said, as we looked into each
other's eyes, our lips barely touching. Helen kisses
wonderfully, so soft and beautiful. I could feel the
speed working and I know she could too. It had the
effect of making us both feel very sexy.
By the time we got to Bobbie's house we were both
breathless, high and incredibly randy.
Helen rang the bell and Bobbie answered the door. She
was a petite girl with shoulder-length dark brown hair
and a pretty face.
"Hi, Helen," she said warmly, "so nice to see you."
They hugged each other.
Bobbie looked at me. "Hello, Chris," she said,
"Helen's told me all about you. Come in."
We all wandered into Bobbie's living room. I sat with
Helen on the couch and Bobbie sat opposite us in a
huge armchair. She was wearing a cute little black
dress with short sleeves and a low-cut front. She was
barefoot. I found myself staring at her pretty legs.
They were long and slender and her dress was very
short, revealing most of her thighs.
"Do you want a couple of dexies, Bobbie?" said Helen,
"I've got some left."
"I'd love some," said Bobbie, "I need to wake up."
Helen handed Bobbie the pills. She got up and went
into the kitchen presumably for a drink of water to
take them with.
"Isn't she  beautiful," said Helen. "I love her dark
hair and eyes. Her parents are French."
"She's got great legs," I said.
"That's what Jamie keeps saying," she said.
"Where is Jamie?" I asked.
"He's at work," Helen replied, "He has an antique
clothes shop."
Bobbie came back in and sat down. She looked at me
curiously.
"I love your hair Chris," she said, "it's so long."
"It's longer than yours, Bobbie," said Helen, stroking
my hair gently.
Bobbie came and sat next to me on my left. I glanced
down at her beautiful legs.
"It's very pretty," she said, taking a chunk of my
hair in her fingers and playing with it. "So soft."
I felt a sexy thrill as her gentle fingers stroked my
hair.
"I love his long hair too," said Helen. Both girls
were playing with my long hair, stroking it and
caressing it with their delicate touch. It was a
lovely feeling.
"You're so skinny," said Bobbie, and she ran her
fingers down my bare left arm. I was feeling
deliciously sensitive from the pills and I shivered at
her soft touch.
"You're built like a girl," she said.
Helen put her arm around me and hugged me.
"I love his little body," she said, "I hate macho
men."
"So do I," said Bobbie, "I like skinny boys. My
boyfriend Jamie is very slim like you Chris, he's got
no muscles either."
"I'd love to meet him," I said.
"You will, he'll be home about six," said Bobbie. She
picked up a hairbrush from the sideboard and went and
sat back in the chair opposite Helen and me. Her short
dress slipped up showing most of her thighs. She
started brushing her hair. It was very thick and shiny
and soft-looking. She had a fringe which came to just
above her pretty brown eyes, giving her a really cute,
sexy look. As she brushed it her legs fell open
slightly and I caught a quick glimpse of black
panties. It was quite erotic.
"Your hair looks beautiful," I said, "so shiny and
thick."
"Thank you Chrissie," she said, "I wish it was as long
as yours."
I felt Helen running her fingers through my hair. It
felt nice. I rested my head on her shoulder.
Bobby gave me a puzzled look.
"Chris, are you wearing lipstick?" she asked.
"No," I answered, "why?"
"Your lips look so red," she said.
"It's probably the pills," I said.
"It's all that kissing on the way here," said Helen,
giving me a knowing look.
"Ooh, you naughty people," said Bobbie, "kissing in
public."
"I love kissing Chris," said Helen. She turned and
gave me a soft, loving look, her eyes half-closed. I
put my arm around her and kissed her softly on the
mouth. I felt sexy chills as our lips touched.
"He kisses like a girl," she said to Bobbie, "so nice
and gentle. It's lovely."
"He looks like a girl too," said Bobbie.
"I know, that's why I like him," said Helen.
She kissed me again with her beautiful soft, full
lips. I gave her a soft, girly kiss back. We french
kissed in front of Bobbie, letting her see our tongues
slipping into each other's mouths, feeling bold from
the speed.
"Ooh, you sexy people," sighed Bobbie as she watched
us kissing.
"I love kissing you, girlie boy," said Helen. She
touched her fingertips to my lips.
"How do you know I kiss like a girl?" I asked Helen.
The girls looked knowingly at each other and then at
me.
"You kiss like Bobbie," said Helen. She looked at me
coyly.
"We kiss all the time," she said softly, giving me a
gentle hug.
I felt myself getting very excited.
"Don't you tell anyone," said Bobbie, looking at me,
"it can be our little secret."
"It's beautiful," I said, "I love when girls kiss."
"Wow, I can feel the pills working," said Bobbie,
"ooh, I feel so good now."
Helen went over to Bobbie and sat on her knee. She put
her arms around Bobbie's neck and I watched,
enthralled, as she kissed her gently on the mouth,
their girl's lips touching softly and tenderly.
"Delicious," Helen said and she kissed Bobbie's pretty
lips again, their mouths open this time. I saw her
slip her tongue in Bobbie's mouth. It was very erotic
to watch two pretty girls kissing.
They both turned and looked at me, their mouths open,
their lips wet from the kiss.
"You two look so beautiful when you kiss," I said, "so
sweet and lovely."
Bobbie looked at me and then whispered something in
Helen's ear.
"Wow, that would be great," said Helen, looking at me.
She got up from Bobbie's lap and came over and sat
down beside me.
"Bobbie told me she thinks you are the prettiest boy
she's ever seen," she said, "she wants to know if she
can put make-up on you."
Bobbie came and sat next to me on the other side. I
wondered what I was in for.
"Chris you have to let us put some lipstick on you."
She giggled. "You'd make a lovely girl. It'll be fun."
I started to feel a thrill, a sexual excitement at the
thought of wearing make-up. I wanted to be girly and
pretty.
"Ooh, yes," said Helen, "I've got the perfect colour
lipstick for you Chrissie."
She rummaged in her purse and brought out several
lipsticks. She chose one and took the cap off. It was
a pinky-red frosted colour.
"Hold still, Chrissie," she said, and she started to
apply the lipstick to my lips.
"Open your mouth a little," said Bobbie. I did as I
was told and felt the lipstick gliding over my lips.
It was such a sexy feeling to have two pretty girls so
close to me putting lipstick on me. I felt the warmth
of Bobbie's thigh pressing against mine.
"Now press your lips together like this," said Helen,
demonstrating. I did what she said, then looked at
her.
"Oh, Chris," she said, "it looks gorgeous on you."
"He's got a girl's mouth," said Bobbie, leaning in
closer to look, "so pretty. Very kissable."
Bobbie's cute little face was inches from mine. I
could feel her soft breath on my cheek, and I felt an
overpowering urge to kiss her sexy mouth. I wondered
if she wanted to kiss me.
"All he needs is some mascara and eyeshadow," said
Helen.
I watched helplessly as she fished in her purse and
brought out a long thin black tube. She unscrewed it
and pulled out a tiny brush with blobs of black
smeared on it.
"Keep still," she said and began to apply the mascara
to my eyelashes.
"God, look how long his eyelashes are," said Bobbie,
staring into my eyes.
"Don't close your eyes, I can't put it on properly,"
said Helen.
I kept my eyes open with great difficulty and
eventually the job was done.
"Now for some eyeshadow," said Helen, retrieving a
little plastic case from her purse. She opened it to
reveal a palette of colours. Dipping her fingertip
into a patch of silvery-blue, she approached me.
"This is such a pretty colour. It'll look lovely on
you. Close your eyes, Chrissie," she said.
I did as I was told, managing to keep my eyes closed
as she applied the eyeshadow.
"He's beautiful," I heard Bobbie say.
I opened my eyes and looked at her. She was staring at
my made-up face, her mouth open. She looked like she
wanted to kiss me.
"Let me fix your hair," said Bobbie, and she went and
got her brush. She brushed out my long hair and
fluffed it up somehow so that it looked very girly.
"Chrissie, you've got to see how pretty you look,"
said Bobbie.
She took my hand and pulled me over to the mirror on
the wall. I stared at my reflection. I was thrilled. I
did look pretty. I looked like a girl. Bobbie hugged
me gently and kissed me on the cheek.
"Let's all go up to my bedroom," she said, "I've got a
great idea."
"I think I know what it is," said Helen.
We all followed Bobbie into the hallway and up the
stairs. I was right behind her and I caught a
tantalizing glimpse of her black panties under her
short dress as she ascended. We all arrived in her
bedroom and Bobbie went over to her chest of drawers
and started pulling items of clothing out. I sat down
on a big bean-bag on the floor. Helen sat on the edge
of the big double bed, looking so pretty with her
long, wavy blonde hair tied up in a blue satin ribbon.
She had unfastened several buttons on her white blouse
and most of her front was showing. Naughty girl. Her
tits were small but really cute, beautiful soft, firm
little mounds with dark pink nipples. Her little blue
skirt slipped up and she let her legs fall open
casually; I could see right up between her pretty
thighs. I realized with a thrill that she wasn't
wearing any panties. Helen, you sexy girl, I thought.
She must have not put any on. She told me she
sometimes went out with no panties on, to feel the
naughty thrill of being naked under her skirt.
 I could see her little patch of golden-brown pubic
hair and the little pink slit beneath it. She was
looking at me with a soft, sexy look in her eyes, her
lips parted slightly. She knew I was looking up her
skirt and she was letting me look. It was so exciting.
I knew she was feeling very randy. So was I.
"Chrissie," said Bobbie, turning around with a black
skirt in her hand. She held up the skirt. It was
short, made of some shiny, silky material.
"You'd look lovely in this," she said.
I felt my heart beating fast. I was getting turned on
at the thought of wearing a skirt.
"Oh yes, Chris, put it on for us," said Helen.
"OK," I said. I was so high from the speed I didn't
care.
"Take those horrible jeans off," said Bobbie. She came
over to me and started to unfasten my top button.
"I'm not wearing anything underneath," I said. I was
feeling a bit nervous and shy, but at the same time
outrageously randy from the dexies. I was feeling a
sexy tingling through my whole body. I secretly wanted
to take my jeans off in front of Bobbie and Helen and
let them look at me.
"I won't look," said Bobbie, "here."
She threw the skirt on the bed and turned around. I
took my shoes and socks off then I unzipped my jeans
and slipped them down quickly, taking them off. I was
naked from the waist down, just my skimpy red camisole
top on. It was a lovely feeling. I turned to face
Helen and stroked my bare thighs softly, shivering at
the sexy feeling. She stared at my naked cock. It had
shrunk from the pills and was only about two and a
half inches long. She reached out and touched it
lightly with her fingertips. I let out a gasp. Her
fingers touching my cock felt incredible. She looked
at me sexily.
"I love your cock," she mouthed soundlessly.
Helen liked the way my cock shrunk when we took dexies
together. She liked to play with my "little boy's
cock" as she called it. We used to play naughty games
together in which I was a young schoolboy of about
twelve and she was  the teacher who kept me behind
after school. But that's another story.
"Here, Chris," Helen said. She picked up the skirt and
handed it to me.
I took the skirt and stepped into it, pulling it up
over my thighs. What a lovely sexy feeling, the silky
material sliding up my bare legs, brushing past my
naked cock. I was putting on a girl's skirt! I pulled
it up around my waist and tried to fasten it, but I
couldn't work out the zipper.
"It goes in the back," said Helen. She slid the skirt
around me and deftly zipped it up and fastened the
little button. It fit me perfectly.
"Oh, God Chris," she said, "you look unbelievable.
Bobbie, look."
Bobbie turned around and looked at me in my pretty
black skirt and my little red tank top. She gazed at
me open-mouthed.
"Chrissie," she said, "wow, you look so pretty. You
have beautiful legs. So smooth."
She came over to me and put her hands gently on my
waist.
"You must be the same size as me," she said, "I'm 26
waist."
She ran her hands over my hips, moving down and
stroking my bum delicately.
"God, you feel just like a girl," she said. I loved
the feel of her hands on my bum.
"Chrissie, look how pretty and feminine you look in a
skirt," she said, taking my hand and leading me over
to the full-length mirror on the wardrobe door. I
stared at the reflection of both of us. I was
astonished at what they had done to me. We looked like
two pretty girls.
"I love this skirt," I said, lifting up the hem
girlishly and showing my thighs. The speed had made me
lose all my inhibitions.
"I feel so girly, it's lovely," I said
I put my arms gently around Bobbie's neck, like a girl
would.
"Can I be your girlfriend?" I said in my girliest
voice.
I moved close to Bobbie and kissed her mouth quickly,
a sweet little butterfly kiss. Her lips were soft and
moist.
"Oh, Chrissie," she breathed, "you look so lovely."
She slipped her hands up under my top and felt my bare
chest. I was tingling with excitement as her gentle
hands slid over my nipples.
"Ooh, I love flat chested girls," she said. She
stroked my chest softly and kissed my mouth. I
shivered with pleasure.
"You feel like a twelve-year-old girl," she said,
"lovely and soft."
Helen came over to us and put her arms around us both.
"Bobbie and Chrissie," she said, "my two beautiful
girlfriends. I love watching you kiss."
Bobbie came towards me slowly and kissed me, her
gorgeous soft mouth open and wet. She touched her
tongue lightly against my lips. I opened my mouth and
our tongues touched. It was such a beautiful delicate
girly kiss. Helen watched, fascinated. I turned to her
and kissed her lips too. She kissed me back, a lovely
wet sexy kiss. I love kissing Helen's mouth, her  lips
are so soft and full and beautiful. Then she turned
and kissed Bobbie. I thrilled as I saw their pretty
pouting girl's mouths slowly move towards each other
and meet in such a tender, sweet, feminine kiss. They
kissed softly and then licked each other's lips, and
slipped their tongues delicately into each other's
open mouths. I wanted to join in too and I moved close
and kissed them both as they were kissing each other,
in a beautiful three-way kiss.  I slipped my tongue
gently into Bobbie's mouth and then into Helen's mouth
as we kissed. It was so sexy to be able to kiss two
girls at once.
"Ooh, that feels great,"  said Bobbie. I could tell
she was really high on the pills. "You two are getting
me all worked up. All this lovely kissing."
I walked over and sat on the bed, breathless. Bobbie
went and sat in the armchair. Helen sat next to me and
put her hand on my leg. She slid it up my thigh under
my skirt, in full view of Bobbie.
"I love you in a skirt," she said. I was naked under
my skirt and I felt her hand slip between my thighs
and feel my soft little cock.
"Chrissie, you naughty girl, you've got no panties
on," said Helen, "look, Bobbie."
Helen lifted up the hem of my skirt and let Bobbie
look up between my thighs.
"Oh, Chrissie's a little boy," said Bobbie, staring at
my soft little cock, "how sweet."
Helen let my skirt fall back down then she slid her
hand up between my thighs and started playing with my
cock.
I opened my legs and gave her complete access to it.
My skirt slipped up to the top of my legs. Bobbie
could see everything.
"I love his cock, it's so little and cute," said
Helen, "don't you think so, Bobbie?"
"It's beautiful," said Bobbie, "like a young boy's."
"It's embarrassing," I said, "it's the speed, it makes
it shrink."
"I know, it does the same thing to Jamie," said
Bobbie, staring at my exposed cock.
She was watching Helen playing with it, gently
fondling it with her soft hands. I didn't care, I was
so high. I wanted her to look at my naked cock.
I reached over and started stroking Helen's legs. Her
skirt had slipped up showing most of her smooth,
pretty thighs. I began caressing her gently, moving my
hand up between them. She opened her legs slightly and
let me feel her soft, sexy inner thighs. I slid my
hand up further and my fingers felt her silky pubic
hairs. She had no panties on and she gave a little
sigh as I touched her naked cunt. The lips felt soft
and moist.
"Helen's a naughty girl, too," I said, "look, Bobbie."
I slid Helen's skirt all the way up to the top of her
thighs.
Bobbie was watching us and I saw her staring between
Helen's legs. Helen let her legs fall open wider. I
moved my hand away from between her thighs to give
Bobbie a good view.  Bobbie let out a little gasp as
she saw Helen had nothing on under her skirt. She
could see her naked cunt.
"Oh, Helen, that's so sexy," she said, "it's so
pretty." Bobbie stared at Helen's cunt, fascinated.
"Isn't it beautiful?" I said. I put my hand between
Helen's thighs, letting Bobbie see me  touching her
cunt, running my fingertips up and down the soft,
peachy  lips. Helen moaned softly.
"God, you're making me so randy," said Bobbie.
Bobbie slid her dress up her thighs, showing her sexy
black panties.
 "I feel overdressed," she said.
She took hold of her panties and slipped them down her
pretty legs, throwing them on the floor.
"I want to be a naughty girl too," she said. She sat
back in the chair and spread her long, slender legs
wide, showing us her beautiful naked cunt, a pretty
pink slit under the dark hairs, longer than Helen's,
the lips open, wet and glistening with her juices.
"Ohh," Helen cried, "Bobbie, you're so beautiful."
"Bobbie you have a beautiful cunt," I said, staring at
the soft pink lips under the dark triangle of pubic
hairs.
She looked at my cock.
"I think you have a beautiful little cock," she said,
"you're such a pretty little boy." She put her hand
between her thighs and touched her cunt with her
fingertips.
"You look so sexy in your skirt," she said. She
started to stroke her cunt, sliding her fingertips
gently up and down the soft, pearly lips. I could see
they were very wet. It was so erotic.
I was feeling extremely girly and I went and stood in
front of Bobbie, with my back to her. Taking the hem
of my skirt in my hands, I lifted it up around my
waist, showing her my naked bottom. I wiggled my hips
like a girl.
"Oh, Chrissie," she sighed, "that's unbelievable."
I thrilled as I felt Bobbie's hands touching me,
gently stroking my naked bottom, sliding down my
thighs then back up over my hips.
"God, you feel like a girl," she said, as her hands
roamed all over my naked lower body.
Still holding my skirt up, I looked over at Helen. She
was sitting on the bed with her skirt pulled up, her
legs spread, watching us, her hand on her cunt. She
looked at me and slipped one finger up between the
wet, pink lips. She gave me a look which described
what she was feeling, her mouth open, eyes
heavy-lidded, so sexy.
I gasped as Bobbie suddenly slid her hands around the
front of me and found my little cock. She started
fondling it with her gentle girl's hands.
"Little boy's cock," she said softly in my ear, "it's
lovely."
"Oh, Bobbie, yes," said Helen, "play with his little
cock."
She came and knelt in front of me, her face inches
from my cock, watching, fascinated, as Bobbie played
with it.
"It's a lovely little cock," said Bobbie, squeezing it
gently.
"I know, it's so kissable," said Helen.
She moved close and touched her soft lips to my cock,
kissing Bobbie's fingers at the same time. I watched
as Bobbie slipped a finger into Helen's mouth and she
sucked on it gently.
Helen was kissing my cock gently, her soft lips barely
touching it, sweet little kisses.
Bobbie came around to get a good look. I was still
holding my skirt up.
"Oh, this is so sexy," she said, "I love to watch."
She watched as Helen opened her mouth and my soft
little cock slipped between her lips. It was so small
that my whole length fit inside. I let out a little
girlish cry as I felt the soft wetness of her lovely
mouth enclosing my cock.
"Little boy's cock," she said, and she moved in and
kissed my cock as Helen was sucking it. My cock
slipped out of Helen's mouth and Bobbie kissed her on
the lips. I watched as they slipped their tongues into
each other's mouths then both kissed my cock and
licked it. They were kissing each other and kissing
and licking my cock at the same time, making it very
wet. I felt my cock swelling slightly, in spite of the
speed. The sexual thrill was unbelievable. I let out a
little sigh.
Bobbie looked up at me, her lips wet.
"Chrissie, do you want to kiss my cunt?" she said, "I
never had a pretty girly boy kiss me down there
before."
She slid her soft wet lips over my cock, giving me
incredible sexy tingles.
"Bobbie has a lovely cunt," said Helen, "I love
kissing it."
She gave me a dark, sexy look and kissed Bobbie's
lips, a lovely wet girly kiss.
"I love kissing your girlfriend there too," said
Bobbie, giving me a sly, naughty look, "we're very
naughty girls."
She went and sat on the edge of the bed with her legs
open, facing us. We could both see her beautiful cunt,
the lips pink and wet, her little clit just visible at
the top below her little patch of pubic hair.
"Chrissie," she said softly, "pretty Chrissie, be my
girlfriend, kiss me."
She spread her gorgeous slender legs wide. The soft
wet peachy lips of her cunt looked absolutely
delicious. I went over and knelt between her open
legs.
"Bobbie you're beautiful," I said. I moved close to
her cunt and touched my mouth on the lips. I kissed
her cunt softly, like a girl, gently licking her
peachy lips. She was so wet. I could taste her love
juice in my mouth. I ran my tongue up and down her
cunt lips, and slipped it between them, licking the
inside of her cunt. I sucked her little clit ever so
gently and licked all around it. Bobbie gave a little
cry.
"God, you feel just like a girl," she said, "you sexy
little boy."
Helen came over and sat beside Bobbie. She put her
hand on Bobbie's thigh and started caressing her. She
watched me kissing Bobbie's cunt, slipping my tongue
up between the soft wet lips.
"Chrissie, I love watching you and Bobbie," she said,
"you look like two girls."
I kissed Bobbie's beautiful cunt some more, letting
Helen see my tongue go up inside her.
"I want you to put your soft little boy's cock up
here," breathed Bobbie.
"Up inside my cunt."
"Oh, Bobbie, yes," said Helen.
I watched as she took Bobbie's hand and put it between
her open thighs.
"Feel how wet I am Bobbie," she said.
Helen was sitting close to Bobbie, their naked thighs
touching. Both girls had their legs open and their
skirts pulled up. It was very erotic. I watched as
Bobbie slid her hand up between my girlfriend's thighs
and started playing with her cunt. She slipped her
finger up between Helen's wet  cunt lips. I could see
they were soaking wet with her love juice.
I stood up and watched them.
"Chrissie do you do this to Helen?" Bobbie said as I
watched her finger sliding slowly in and out of my
girlfriend's cunt.
"Yes," I said, "Helen loves when I do that."
"I love her cunt," she said.
Helen reached over and put her hand between Bobbie's
legs and began to slowly stroke her cunt too. I could
see her fingers touching the wet lips. Now they were
both playing with each other's cunts. I watched,
enthralled, as they turned to each other and kissed on
the lips. It was too sexy for words.
They both turned and looked at me, their eyes
heavy-lidded, mouths open, obviously in sexual heaven.
"You look so pretty in make-up and a skirt," Bobbie
said.
I blew her a little kiss and lifted my skirt girlishly
for her, showing her my little cock. I went over and
stood in front of her, my skirt pulled up.
"Ooh, Chrissie," she said. She reached out and took my
soft little cock in her hand. I felt a wonderful
sexual thrill as she touched it.
"Such a pretty little cock," she said, "like a little
boy's. I love little boy's cocks, they're so cute. Do
you put it up inside Helen soft like that?"
"Yes," I replied, "it feels incredible when it slips
inside her."
Bobbie gave me a seductive look.
"Oh, Chrissie, I'd love you to put it up inside me,"
she said softly, "I'm so wet."
I looked at Helen nervously.
"Chrissie, yes," said Helen, removing her hand from
Bobbie's cunt, "I want you to."
I grabbed the bean-bag and put it beside the bed.
Kneeling on it, I got between Bobbie's wide open legs.
I lifted my skirt and moved close.
"Let me help," said Helen. She took my cock in her
gentle fingers and touched the tip of it on Bobbie's
cunt. She started rubbing my cock slowly up and down
between the soft, peachy, slippery lips. She was
soaking wet. God, what a feeling. Bobbie gave me an
ecstatic look.
"God, Chrissie, you look so much like a girl," she
said, her voice trembling.
"Chrissie, put it in her," Helen whispered.
I gave a little push and my cock slipped easily inside
her. It was an indescribable feeling. Bobbie cried out
softly.
"Ooh, Chrissie, my pretty little girlie boy, you're
fucking me," she said, "look, your little cock is
right up inside me."
We both watched as I moved slowly and my soft little
cock slid in and out between the lips of her beautiful
wet cunt. It started to go hard inside her, in spite
of the pills. I couldn't believe the feeling.
Helen leaned her head on Bobbie's shoulder. She
slipped her hand inside the top of her dress and
started caressing her tits softly as she watched me
fucking her girlfriend. Bobbie was making little
moaning sounds as she felt my cock sliding in and out
of her. She turned to Helen and they kissed each
other. I watched as Helen sweetly wet Bobbie's lips
with her tongue then slipped it between them into her
mouth. Bobbie sucked it gently then slid her tongue
into Helen's mouth. They gave each other more soft,
wet, gorgeous girly kisses. It was too much to bear
and felt my cock go really hard as I slid it gently up
inside her soft, lovely hole.
After a long time of slow, sexy fucking, and watching
them kiss, I let my little cock slip slowly out of
her. It was still hard but I didn't want to come
inside Bobbie. I went and sat on the bed next to her.
My cock slowly shrunk back to little boy size.
Bobbie and Helen looked at me, their lips red and wet
from kissing each other for so long. They were
breathing heavily, obviously very aroused.
"Chrissie you're so sexy," Bobbie said, "you're too
pretty to be a boy."
"A girl with a cock," said Helen. "Chrissie, come and
sit between us."
The girls made space for me and I sat between them.  I
smoothed my skirt down over my thighs and fluffed out
my hair girlishly. They both snuggled up to me.
"Kiss me Chrissie," said Helen. She put her hand on my
thigh.
I turned to her and kissed her on the mouth.
"Just like Bobbie," she said. She stroked my bare
thigh softly, pushing the skirt up a little. "So
girly."
"I love being girly," I said, "I want to be pretty for
you."
"You are," said Bobbie, and she slipped her hand up
under my top. She started feeling my bare chest and
touching my nipples. I shivered. I loved the feel of
her soft little hand on my bare skin, it made me
tingle.
"I'd love to watch you kissing another boy," Bobbie
said suddenly, "have you ever done that?"
"I had a friend at school," I admitted, "his name was
Harry. We used to go down to the bottom of the playing
fields and do sexy stuff."
"Ooh, tell me," she said, excited.
"Chrissie, you never told me about that," said Helen,
"tell me what you did."
"Oh, we'd take our cocks out and play with them,
making them hard and trying to come. My cock was the
same size as it is now."
I pulled my skirt up so they could see. It was
exciting having them look at my naked cock.
"It's so cute," said Helen. She reached over and
touched it, giving me a sexy thrill.
"It felt lovely when it was little and soft inside
me," said Bobbie dreamily. Her hand slid out from
under my top and moved down to my cock. She fondled it
lovingly.
"I sometimes fancy little boys," she confessed as she
played with my cock, "they are so cute. I love their
little bodies. Chrissie, was your cock as small as
this when you were with Harry?"
"Our cocks were tiny. We were only twelve. For some
reason Harry always wanted to kiss me."
"Because you looked like a little girl," ventured
Helen. She stroked my thigh and moved her hand up to
join Bobbie's. Now they were both playing with my
cock.
"You must have been a pretty little boy," said Bobbie.
She kissed me on the cheek.
I remembered being teased at school a lot because of
my feminine looks. Harry never teased me.
"Did you and Harry kiss?" asked Bobbie eagerly.
"I let him kiss me a few times," I said, "it was nice.
He was good-looking."
I remembered those tentative, soft little kisses with
Harry and I felt a thrill.
"What else did you do?" she asked curiously.
"We played with each other's cocks," I said, "we
wanked each other. We couldn't come, we were too
young, but I remember it feeling great having another
boy play with my cock."
"I wish I could have been there to watch," said
Bobbie.
"Me too," said Helen, "sexy little boys playing with
each other's cocks," she said dreamily. "That's one of
my favourite fantasies."
They both took turns playing with my cock, touching it
gently and stroking it. It was a heavenly feeling.
"Naughty little schoolboy," said Helen, "tell us your
fantasies."
I told them I had fantasies about boys, especially
pretty ones with long hair like mine. Wild fantasies
in which we dressed as girls and kissed and had sex.
"Ohh, Chrissie, I'd love to watch you having sex with
another boy," said Bobbie. She gave my cock a gentle,
delicate squeeze.
"God, so would I," said Helen, "especially if you were
dressed like that."
"I' might try it if I was high like this," I said,
"especially if he was really girly and feminine."

To be continued...

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