Date: Thu, 16 Jul 2015 01:59:48 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: The Blooming of Shannon Part 7 The Blooming of Shannon (part 7) This story was inspired by an online friend in Scotland. I was there years ago and wish we could have met then. This fantasy describes what I wish could happen – I hope you enjoy it! –––––––––––––––––––– The next morning Shannon and I both awoke aroused. Shannon squeezed my cock and leaned over and took me into her mouth. I pulled close to her and took her clitty into my mouth. As we sucked each other I pulled her to me and rolled onto my back, so we were 69ing with Shannon on top. I really loved sucking her and her sucking me, but had the added bonus of a wonderful view of her sexy ass. With such a view soon I was cumming, hoping the taste was not objectionable to Shannon. Soon Shannon was cumming, and I held her tightly as she did. It was a truly beautiful sharing between us. Shannon raised up from me and then lay beside me. We kissed and our mouths shared our juices. "I'm starting to like the taste," she said, "and there is something very special about our sharing our juices like this." I smiled and replied, "It's kind of like a sort of sacred joining, and I really like joining with YOU." It was a Friday, and we both needed to get going, so we got up and showered together. We enjoyed soaping each other up and exploring each other's bodies. I loved rubbing her soft round buns, and slipped a soapy finger between her cheeks. She pulled close to me and kissed me deeply – clearly telling me I was on the right track. I moved my soapy finger to touch her tender pucker and she nearly jumped into my arms. I continued to kiss her as I pressed my finger gently into her, just a little, and then pulled out. Shannon responded wonderfully, to my delight, so I slipped my finger back in, a little deeper this time. I wiggled it and worked it in and out. I wanted to continue this but knew Shannon had to go to class and I needed to go to work, so I pulled my finger out while continuing to kiss her. We finished our shower and got dressed. We had breakfast and Shannon said, "I'm beginning to understand about anal being very nice – especially from you." "I'm glad you like it – there is more to come, but I want it to be very special for you." "It already is," smiled Shannon. After breakfast I drove Shannon to the university and then went on to work, looking forward to seeing her that night. I had a busy day at work, but still had plenty of opportunities to think about Shannon. I used the internet to find local beauty shops and wrote down their numbers. I called one after the other, asking if they worked with men to help them be feminine. I don't know what words I should have used, but those seemed to be the right ones. I was embarrassed on the first few calls because they laughed at me. I continued and found one that said they did work on feminization. At lunch time I drove out to the beauty shop an talked to Marsha, the owner. I explained that I had a friend who was very feminine, but didn't know how to do makeup well. I wanted to bring her there and have her hair styled and teach her to do makeup well. We agreed on a price and set an appointment time for tomorrow. I returned to work and called Shannon. "Thank you for this morning," she said, "I really loved it." "So did I," I replied, "and we'll do a lot more of it, and we will grow closer and closer as we do." It was Friday, and I looked forward to the entire weekend with Shannon. When I arrived at the university, Shannon was waiting for me. She got into my car and we shared our days. "I have to be careful about how I walk," Shannon said. "Oh?" I asked. "I must have been walking like a girl," she replied, "because one of the guys said I walked like a Nancy boy." "I don't want you to have any trouble, dear," I said. "I don't think I will," she said, "I just laughed it off and said it wasn't a very nice thing to say, and the boy blushed." "If you do decide to live full time as a girl that won't be a problem any more," I said. "What did you mean about my being able to go to school as a girl?" Shannon asked. "I'm asking around, so I don't know for sure just yet," I said, "but if I can find someone who will change your student records, you can resume your education as Shannon instead of Shane. The records will continue your transcripts, but to everyone else you will just be another girl in class. In a school as large as the University of Edinburgh, there are so many students that nobody knows everyone, so you will just blend in." "Could you really do that?" Shannon asked, wide eyed. "It's certainly possible, but I just need to find the person to do it – that is, if you want to," I replied, "it may take some money to make that happen, but I'll take care of that." "You really are serious about helping me be a real girl," she said. "You already ARE a REAL girl!" I said, "there is nothing unreal about you." When we arrived at my flat I told Shannon to change because we were going out tonight. She changed into a pretty dress and modest heels. She was getting good at getting ready, and didn't take so long any more. We drove to a restaurant and had a nice dinner. I told her we were going to a movie after dinner. She took my hands and gazed into my eyes. "I hope I won't spoil things by saying this, but I love you, Bill," she said. "I love you too," I responded, "and wish I had the courage to say it first." We kissed and had our dinner, spending a lot of time smiling and looking at each other. After dinner we drove to the Filmhouse Cinema. It was well known, as it was the home of the Edinburgh International Film Festival. They had a huge variety of movies, and of course, was fairly expensive. Fortunately my company had a membership, so I got discount tickets. We selected a movie and I bought our tickets. We took our seats and waited for the movie to begin, holding hands. As we enjoyed the movie I felt Shannon press something into my hand – it was her panties. I sniffed them and put them in my pocket and kissed her. I slipped my hand under her dress and held her clitty throughout the rest of the movie. At the end of the movie Shannon said she wanted to just sit there for awhile, and told me to stop playing with her clitty. I realized that by getting her hard I would cause her embarrassment when she stood up. We sat there holding hands for about five more minutes and then Shannon stood up. I could see that she slightly "tented" her dress. Her lovely little clitty wasn't very large, but I knew that Shannon would be self-conscious walking out like that. "Put your purse in front of you, and I'll walk ahead of you," I said. That seemed to work and we got to the car without embarrassment. "I can tell you really care about me and take good care of me," said Shannon, "When do you plan to take my virginity?" "I don't," I replied, and Shannon looked disappointed. "I will not TAKE your virginity," I explained, "but when you are ready, you will GIVE it to me." Shannon smiled beautifully. –––––––––––––––––––– To be continued ... Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org