Date: Mon, 24 Sep 2001 02:08:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: lucy.roberts@excite.co.uk
Subject: The Making of Lucy part 6

Dear friend,
here is the final part of my story.

Title: Lucy comes out. (TV; M/M; M/F)

" Towards a new tomorrow." by Lucy Roberts.
Some of this story is autobiographical.
If you like this story please let me know

Lucy's next steps

The journey from Ian to Lucy had been rapid, beginning with dressing in his
mother's lingerie, now in six months he had gradually blossomed out and now
had permission to return to the sixth form after the summer as a girl. The
end of term ball had climaxed with Lucy losing her virginity to Jon but now
Jon is at University

For the next couple of weeks life went on as normal for Lucy. By now, well
into the first term at school as a girl, she was well accepted and her life
was settling down to normality. Though each morning she thrilled to be able
to massage her breasts as she showered before dropping them into the soft
cups of her bra and then sliding a sexy pair of nylon panties up over her
hips.  She thought that she would never lose the great thrill of being able
to wear such lovely and delicate undies. Only one thing was missing -- Jon.

So they arranged that she would go and see him at University.

She arrived on Friday evening and was met at he station by Jon. She flew
into his arms and they held each other and kissed oblivious to the eyes of
others around them.

Back in Jon's room it wasn't long before he'd stripped her down to her bra
and panties and she was on her knees with his prick in her mouth. Gently

and lovingly she let it slide in and out providing the right amount of
suction to give him pleasure but not enough to make him come. Then very
deliberately

she stood up and went over to the bed. She placed a pillow on the bed and
lay with her hips on the pillow. Jon knelt between her legs, lifted them up
onto his shoulders and then eased her tight little panties to one side. He
positioned his prick at her opening and gently pushed it in. It had been
some time since they'd made love so Lucy was very tight. For a while Jon
simply stayed still but then began to push in and out. Once the pain had
subsided Lucy began to respond pushing her hips forward to meet the thrusts
of her lover. Lucy was in heaven.  It had been so long. No it felt so long
inside her as Jon pushed the whole length
 of his prick deep into her love nest. She stifled her cries not knowing
who else could hear. Her whole body tingled. Her nipples were hard and so
was her prick.  Wave and wave of pleasure swept through her as Jon's prick
filled and emptied her until finally he filled her with his cum.

Jon collapsed on top of her and they lay there, even when his prick shrank
and slid out of her. She could feel the cum oozing out and down her
crack. But even that made her feel feminine. It was so good to be back in
his arms and have him completely.

The next morning they woke up late in a mass of arms and legs.  Lucy went
and showered. She came back into the room only dressed in a towel.

She was very much aware of Jon's eyes feasting on her body as she dressed.
With him watching she delighted to be able to slide the dusky pink nylon
panties up her legs, smoothing them taut across her soft round buttocks. As
she bent to pick up her bra she was conscious of her breasts falling
forwards. She clipped the bra behind her and gently positioned her breasts
in their cups. Next she ran her tan tights up her legs before slipping a
blue jumper over her head and stepping into a knee length black
skirt. Slipping on a pair of low heeled black shoes and brushing out her
hair she was ready for the day.

The day passed quite happily. Lucy and Jon went shopping, which included
Lucy buying some new clothes at Jon's direction.  She bought a very sex
white bra

that pushed her breasts up and made them seem even bigger than they were.
With it she got a thong. It was white but see through. It would mean
positioning her bits very carefully but Jon said he really wanted her to
wear one for him.  Then she bought a dress. If it really deserved the name
dress. It was white and slinky, low cut without sleeves, very tight fitting
and very, very short.  Lucy tried it on in the shop but didn't want to come
out of the booth wearing it because it didn't seem to hide anything. But
Jon said he loved it.

It was only after tea that Jon said they were going to a party that night
and suggested that Lucy wore her new purchases.

"I'm not sure," Lucy said. "That dress is so short it hardly hides my
panties."

"It will be fine," said Jon. "I have a group of friends who are really
looking forward to meeting this sexy girl of mine.  So we've arranged a
special party."

"In what way special?" Lucy asked.

"Look a number of my friends know what you are. They are easy with it in
fact some of them are cross dressers too, so tonight it will be a small
party but with a variety of people."

Lucy didn't know whether to be encouraged or not. But she knew she was
excited.

She got dressed, adding a white suspender belt and black stockings to her
purchases and donning some black high heeled shoes.

"I look a bit like a tart, dressed like this" she said.

"Well you do a bit," agreed Jon, "but I really wanted you to appear sexy
for this
 party and I don't think you'll regret it."

Outside Lucy was grateful that her coat was a good bit longer than her
dress. They picked up a taxi and once inside she undid her coat aware that
the driver had his eyes more on her than the road. Lucy found that she was
enjoying the attention.

Eventually they got to the house where the party was being held.

The door was opened by a guy of about the same age as Jon who was
introduced to
 Lucy as Daz. He gave Lucy a gentle peck on the cheek and took her coat.

"Oh," he gasped, looking at Lucy, "you are incredible."

Lucy blushed.

They were ushered into the main room and took a drink.

For a while they stood in a corner together and Lucy looked round at the
other people.

There were probably fifteen or so people there with slightly more men than
women. But then were all the women really women? Lucy could see that a
couple weren't but the other five or six? She wasn't sure and because some
were dancing with men and being held close it was even harder to tell.

Daz came back to them and asked Lucy to dance. She looked at Jon who simply
 nodded but with a broad smile.

Daz led her into the middle of the room and pulled her to him. For a while
they simply moved around but then she felt his hand on her bottom. For a
moment she froze but then carried on and so did Daz because with the dress
so short it was easy for his hand to get underneath. Now his hand was on
the bare flesh of her bottom.

"Mmm lovely," Daz whispered into her ear. "I can't believe you're not
actually a woman."

So he knew. But what should she do.

She wondered why she should do anything. Here was a nice young man who knew
what she was and clearly fancied her. Her boy friend was here and clearly
didn't mind so why should she? Why not enjoy it?

So she reached out and felt his prick through his jeans.

"But you are clearly a man," she replied.

"Oh yes," he said and pulling her to him kissed her. His lips were firm and
strong his tongue pushed deep into her mouth as his hands gently moulded
her cheeks. As both were under her skirt it must have been providing a
wonderful show of her stocking tops and probably more for others.

After a while the two pulled apart and Daz made his excuses that he had to
take care of other guests.

"But we'll meet up later," he said meaningfully.

Lucy had only just returned to Jon when a girl came up to them.

"Hi," she said, "my name's Tammy."

Jon explained that Tammy was a TV. She looked very nice in a sheer white
blouse and short flared blue skirt.

"I love the outfit and that was a nice show of your bottom you gave us just
now."

Lucy laughed.

"So how long have you been dressing Tammy?" she asked.

"Oh that's along story," she said let's go and sit down and we can share
our stories."

So again Lucy was separated from Jon but as she sat down with Tammy she
 noticed him link up with another girl who was clearly a TV.

Tammy and Lucy exchanged stories.

Tammy's was not unusual but had only begun at puberty and she'd had short
periods of not doing anything. Now in her forties she was at it with a
vengeance.  Indeed, as she spoke she was letting her hand wander up and
down Lucy's thigh.

"Love the feel of lingerie and stockings don't you?" Tammy asked.  Lucy
agreed and, taking Tammy's lead, put her hand on Tammy's leg and began to
rub up her thigh and under her skirt.

"I think this could get interesting," said Tammy. "Why don't we find a bit
of privacy?"

Lucy was happy with that. In fact she was quite eager to find out more
about this TV .  Tammy led the way upstairs, which gave Lucy a chance to
look more carefully at her and especially at her bottom and legs. Very
nice!

Tammy went to a door tapped on it, listened and then went in and Lucy
followed.

The fact that it was a small bedroom was all Lucy had time to notice before
Tammy had her arms round her and was kissing her.

For a moment Lucy was taken aback with the taste of someone else's lipstick
but soon she regained equilibrium and began to kiss back.

Tammy was a bit taller and bigger than Lucy. But Lucy put her arms round
her

and enjoyed the feel of her blouse, noticing her bra strap through it and
then going down to the soft material of her skirt.

Meanwhile Tammy's hands were under Lucy's dress.

Suddenly Tammy dropped to her knees, her head went up under Lucy's skirt
and, before she knew it, Tammy was sucking her prick. Lucy stood there,
legs apart, bracing herself as Tammy sucked and licked her meat.

When Tammy finally stood up she said "That was lovely Lucy. There's nothing
better than sucking a TV's prick with all that nylon around it."

"I wouldn't know," said Lucy, "but I'm about to find out."

She reached out and began to unbutton Tammy's blouse. It revealed a lovely
white satin bra holding Tammy's falsies. Lucy reached behind Tammy and
 unzipped her skirt, which fell to the floor. Under it Tammy was wearing a
short white slip, through which Lucy could see her white suspender belt and
the dark shape of her panties. Lucy eased the slip down Tammy's hips to
show the turquoise panties with a sizeable mound in them.

"That's not very lady like," said Lucy freeing the prick.

Now it was Lucy's turn and she knelt before Tammy and let the hard prick
slide over her lips into her mouth. As she sucked on Tammy's prick she ran
 her hands up her stockings and over Tammy's sexy panties.

Lucy had to agree that there was something really nice about being able to
suck a prick and fondle such nice lingerie at the same time.

Lucy stood up and slipped her dress off to allow Tammy to see her in just
her undies.

"I'd give anything to have a body and especially breasts like yours," Tammy
said as she led Lucy to the bed.

There they took up a 69 position as they each began to suck the other.

Lucy found it incredibly erotic to have her head trapped between Tammy's
stocking clad thighs and yet able to suck a prick. It wasn't long before
Lucy was rewarded for her efforts with a mouthful of warm sperm and then
finally gave Tammy the same pleasure.

For a while they lay there enjoying each other's lingerie but then Tammy
announced it was time to return to the others.

"I'm sure there are others who want the pleasure of your mouth and body
Lucy

and I know I wouldn't mind getting your Jon into bed with me."

When Lucy looked a bit puzzled she carried on, "it's like that here. We
just

go round each other enjoying sex as we like."

Well at least now Lucy knew the score.

She adjusted her undies, put her dress back on and redid her make up as
Tammy did the same.

"Now we go back to the hunt," Tammy announced as they left the room.

When Lucy got back to the lounge Jon was nowhere to be seen. She presumed
he had gone off with the TV he'd been with.

Lucy had hardly set foot in the room before Daz was beside her.

"I hope you've saved some for me," he said.

"Shouldn't I be saying that?" Lucy asked as she again rubbed her hand down
the front of his jeans.

"I see you've met Tammy but have you met Nicki?"

When Lucy said no Daz led him across to a very attractive young woman and
introduced them.

Nicki was wearing a red button through dress that clealrly had a full set
of

petticoats underneath.

"Nicki is also a TV," Daz said and one of the most attractive I've met,
that is
 until I met you Lucy.

"Ah well," said Lucy. "I don't see myself as a TV but as a woman. I live
full
 time as a girl and have no male alter ego any more."

"Gosh," said Nicki, "how great. I'd love to do that but I'd never have the
courage
 to really come out, so these evenings help me by giving me the space to be
Nicki and to meet some nice men," with a look at Daz.

"Oh so do I have competition here?" Lucy asked with a smile.

"No," said Daz if two people want the same person that's O.K."

"Just as if one person wants two people," said Nicki with a twinkle in her
eye.

"So if I want the two of you^Å." Lucy began.

"That would be fine with us," ended Daz. "But before we do that I'll just
make sure there's enough food and drink out so you two girls get to know
each other.

He'd hardly turned on his heel before Lucy and Nicki were in each other's
arms locked in a very passionate embrace.

Lucy couldn't believe how good Nicki felt. The material of her dress was so
sensuous. As they kissed Lucy luxuriated in the feel of her body.

"I can't wait to get my head under your dress and suck your prick," Lucy
whispered.

"I'm going to enjoy that and watching Daz fuck you at the same time," Nicki
sighed back.

"Look let's go and find a room," Nicki said. " Daz will find us.

This time Lucy led the way upstairs very conscious of Nicki's eyes on her
legs and bottom as she did so.

They went back into the same bedroom.

It was clear that Nicki had been here before, for once inside the room she
took off her dress. Underneath she had a pale pink bra and sheaths of pink
petticoats.

Lucy was enthralled and couldn't wait to get her hands on this very
feminine

girl but first she slid out of her dress.

The two girls came together in a clinch with Nicki's petticoats rustling
against Lucy's legs.

Lucy felt Nicki squeezing her breasts before unhooking the bra and letting
them free.

As they kissed Lucy backed Nicki towards the bed until she fell backward on
it legs in the air petticoats swirling. She lay there in a mass of silk and
net her legs open and the pink panties she was wearing deliciously on view.

Lucy knelt between her thighs and eased Nicki's rigid prick out of the
satin shroud.

Lucy enveloped it with her mouth and began to suck.

It was at this point that Daz arrived.

The sight was beautiful. Lucy's bottom was in the air, the white string of
her thong separating her lovely rounded cheeks the black stockings
enhancing her milk white thighs and everything set off by the vivid pink
petticoats under which Lucy had buried her head.

Daz knelt on the bed behind Lucy, who sensing his presence, lowered her
bottom so that he could the more easily access her pussy.

This he did and Lucy gave a squeal as he entered her.

However the position wasn't great and after a few moments Daz pulled out.
Lucy followed suit and for a while Nicki wondered what was going on.

But order was quickly restored as Lucy flipped over on her back with a
pillow under her hips.

"Now then you can fuck me properly," she said to Daz who immediately lifted
her legs onto his shoulders as he slid his prick back into her tight wet
cunt.

Once in Lucy allowed her legs to drop round his waist so she could pull
herself onto him.

Nicki, having shed her petticoats, sat across Lucy's chest and began to
feed her prick into Lucy's mouth.

Lucy reached up and grabbed her satin clad bottom as she ate Nicki's prick.

This was heaven, a prick inside her cunt and one in her mouth.

Lucy was careful not to suck on Nicki too hard for she wanted this to last
and it was clear that Daz was so excited that he might not last too
long. But Lucy could hardly blame him and her urge to move her hips up and
down rapidly so that she got the most of out of his prick certainly didn't
help prolong it. All too soon she heard a loud moan and knew that Daz had
shot his load inside her. Too soon, too soon she needed more, and she knew
where it could come from.

So as Daz slid out Lucy moved Nicki down the bed and she quickly got the
drift and soon had her prick thrusting in and out of Lucy's wet vagina. The
two girls moved in unison. Their stocking cased legs intertwined the
constant whisper of nylon on nylon heightening their excitement and the
sight of two lingerie clad women humping sent Daz into realms of ecstasy.

The next day Lucy and Jon had a long chat about the previous night. Both
had had plenty of sex and, while neither would mind repeating the session
at some point both agreed that what they most wanted was to be together and
to enjoy each other.

"Do you realise what we are saying?" said Jon.

"What?" asked Lucy.

"Well that we want to get married. Is that what you want?"

"I suppose it is," Lucy whispered. "Are you asking?"

With that Jon went down on one knee and made his formal proposal of
marriage to Lucy.

The following weekend Jon came home from University to talk to Lucy's
parents and his own about the wedding. He had a lovely diamond engagement
ring to give to Lucy.

There was a question of how they could get married seeing as they were
officially both of the same sex but when they went to see the Vicar he
imply accepted Lucy as Lucy. After all how many Vicar's put their hands
inside the bride-to-be's panties to see what's there?

So the day was set for the summer just after Lucy's eighteenth birthday.

She had great fun trying on wedding dresses and making all the
arrangements.

Finally the big day arrived. Lucy woke early and rushed to the window,
throwing open the curtains and stood there looking at the beginnings of a
beautiful day, completely
 indifferent to the fact that in her short blue nightie she also made a
beautiful picture.

She showered and then began to get ready. She had only got her tiny pair of
white silk panties on when there was a knock at her door and in came Sarah.

Sarah was to be bridesmaid and had come to help Lucy get ready.

"Well that's a good start," said Sarah eyeing Lucy's body.

"Let me show you what else I've got," said Lucy and proceeded to display a
basque, which gave some nice lift to her breasts and tightened her waist, a
white suspender belt and stockings and a lovely blue garter.

"Wow, they look great," sighed Sarah, "Jon will have the time of his life.

"What are you going to wear?" asked Lucy.

Sarah opened her case to show her a set of undies in a pale lilac to go
with her dress.

"I can't wait to see them on you," Lucy said.

"Wait till I've had a shower," said Sarah.

While Sarah showered, Lucy put on her suspender belt and stockings and then
sat in her robe.

Then Lucy watched as Sarah put on an exquisite bra with a beautiful lace
trim a suspender belt to which she attached her lilac stockings, a pair of
delicate lace panties and finally a short full length slip.

It was clear to both girls that simply watching Sarah dress had had a great
effect on Lucy.

"Oh Lucy look at you," Sarah said with a smile. "I think I ought to get you
ready to be dressed."

As she spoke she cam across to Lucy, who was now standing and placed her
hand on Lucy's prick.

The two girls began to kiss and Lucy allowed her hands to roam up and down
Sarah's back enjoying the lovely feel of her slip.

Sarah sank to her knees and took Lucy's prick out of her panties and slid
it into her warm mouth.

Lucy sighed and then began to groan with pleasure.

After a few minutes Lucy pulled Sarah to her feet so that she could return
the compliment.

Lucy knelt and lifted the edge of Sarah's slip kissing up her stockings
over her thighs until she found the lace covering her pussy. For a while
she gently nibbled at the lace occasionally pushing her tongue at Sarah's
slit until Sarah herself moved her panties to one side so that Lucy's
tongue could enter her. Lucy began to lick her out her tongue lapping
against the folds of her pussy and occasionally onto her clitoris.

The two girls were by now highly excited and they fell together onto the
bed as Lucy's prick found Sarah's cunt. All too quickly Lucy came and then
worked with her limp prick and her fingers to bring Sarah to a climax.

As they lay there afterwards Sarah said, "this really must be the last time
Lucy." But even as she said it Lucy doubted that Sarah meant it and doubted
that it would be.

From there on the two girls devoted themselves to the task of getting Lucy
ready and soon she was standing at the altar in her full glory beside Jon.

She could hear what was being said but so much of her mind was taken up
with

what she was wearing and the wonderful experience of being a bride.

It was with great relish that after the service she gave everyone a show of
her stocking top as she took off the garter and threw it to Sarah. She was
a woman married to a loving man and they had the whole of their lives
together to look forward to but perhaps with an unusual addition.