Date: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 02:51:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Victoria VanDersuk Subject: Candy 5 Candy 5 While my folks didn't want to leave me alone at our house, my uncle didn't have a problem with it. I've been over at their house for a few days while my parents are out West with my aunt, dealing with Grandma's estate. My cousins are off to school but I'm stuck at their place with my schoolbooks and assignments that school made me take with me, since I would be gone from school for about a week or so. My uncle took the week off, and he's around somewhere, he's usually in the basement or the garage mostly. So a boy gets thoughts...naughty thoughts. And if you know me you know what excites me, right? It had been a couple of days since my cousins dressed me up like one of their girlfriends and Bart discovered us. As you know he made me his cock sucker and called me Candy. It's OK, I don't mind really. The more I dress up the more feminine I feel, and that's what girls do, right? Take care of the men in their life, and their needs? I just know when I am dressed all I can think about is getting something in my bottom or in my mouth now that my cock sucking abilities have been brought out. And it makes me very happy inside when I know I've done a good job making a male cum. It makes me feel close to them, even a jerk like my cousin Bart. He has a nice cock, it's really full of juice! Since a couple days ago I haven't worn anything feminine, well, other than the panties I now constantly wear in secret of course. My cousins all know I am pantied...and Daddy knows of course. I guess it's not a very good secret, is it? Bart and the girls keep making little jokes around my uncle...things like referring to me as a "she" and a few times they purposely slipped and called me Candy instead of Andy. I'm sure it had the desired effect though, because when they did it I blushed and didn't handle it really well. I doubt my uncle was even tuning in. What's really frustrating is I haven't had anything penis shaped in my butt either since I left home, and I really want to make that happen and hump something until I spurt. To tell the truth I've been looking for things around their house. I try not to think about my lusts, because it can't be normal for a boy to be in panties and looking around a household for a screwdriver or a vacuum handle or a candle to stick inside his bottom, right? I guess I should be ashamed but I am not. The thought of the smooth gently curving purple plastic handle on my Aunt's back scrubber in their shower stall is starting to dwell on my mind, and is currently the best candidate I can find around here for a substitute dildo or cock. Late this morning Uncle Ed told me he had a bunch of errands to run and that he would leave me home since I was such a nice responsible boy, and not like my cousin Bart. He told me he wouldn't be back for several hours, and as soon as I waved goodbye to him and locked the door behind him, I literally ran to my aunt and uncle's bedroom. It had two dressers, a tall one and a wide one, and a dressing table that smelled heavenly, the smell of the perfume about the place was intoxicating! I went to the wide dresser and sure enough there were my aunt's things. Since I am an experienced lingerie pilferer I left nothing out of place as I took stock of the drawers and their contents. The panty drawer was super organized, and made my cock stiffen. There were rows and rows of panties in all different pastel colors and some in black and white. As I felt them I luxuriated in the silkiness of the panties, and noted many of the labels on the panties were from Vanity Fair, all nylon or some silky material. Realizing that my aunt wasn't much bigger than I was this entire drawer was calling out to me! Her next drawer was for stockings and pantyhose, and there were some lacy garter belts in there as well. It was obvious my aunt had good taste in lingerie! The next drawer held her bras and camisoles, and the top drawer on the other side seemed to be a junk drawer, with all kinds of things, curlers, brushes, a few purses. The drawer under that was full of nightgowns. I was shaking I was so excited as I handled her things, holding them up to me and running to the dressing table mirror. There were so many pretty nighties, and I just reacted on instinct. I grabbed a short baby blue chiffon nightie with lots and lots of ruffles, a pair of white satin and lace panties and a white garter belt and some sheer stockings, closed the drawers carefully, and ran back to the bedroom I was sharing with Bart. I quick put the panties on, and then pulled my jeans over them and hid the nightie, garter belt and stockings under the mattress, on the side I had been sleeping on. I had barely finished stashing them when I was surprised by my uncle popping into the bedroom I was sharing with Bart. When he was convinced all was well he left the room, but not before asking me why my cheeks were so red. I wonder what he would have said if I told him I borrowed some of his wife's things so I could prance around and masturbate. Hmm. That night after my cousins got home from school and we all dealt with homework, doing the dishes and then watching some TV, we were sent off to bed. Bart was the first one to bed, and when I came back from brushing my teeth and washing up the lights were off in the room. I was wearing a pair of pjs that I had brought with me, with the white panties on underneath. I quietly climbed into the bed with Bart and laid on my side. I tried to sleep but he was snoring. After a bit I did fall asleep, only to be woken up sometime in the middle of the night. There was something poking me! It was Bart of course; he had rolled over into my direction and must not have been wearing underwear or pajama bottoms. I could hear him snoring. I scooted back a bit, and sure enough Bart had a boner, and it was poking me right in the butt! It felt so good, I just knew I had to have it. But not like this, not in boys pajamas. Quietly, I slid out of bed and down on my knees next to the bed. I pulled out the blue nightie I had borrowed, and also the garter belt and stockings. I slipped out of my pjs and panties, and put on the garter belt and stockings. It's a good thing I had become adept at putting on these girly things, because I did it in the dark without too much trouble. I slipped the nightie over my head and before slipping back into bed with Bart I took a few squirts from my skin lotion tube I had brought from home, and wet my fingers. It felt so good to shove them inside me, it was all I could do to stay quiet! I then slipped back into bed. Bart had not moved, and he was still snoring. I arched my back, and scooted my bottom next to him, trying to attract his hard cock. As I positioned myself I listened intently for a lack of snoring, or a change in breathing, but he was out. I imagined myself as a wife, in bed with my husband, my nightie hiked up out of the way and preparing to take his penis inside of me, fulfilling my womanly duties. The nightie felt so soft and pretty, and of course the stockings rubbing on the sheets were very thrilling. It excited me, excited me to present myself as a girl and to receive cock. I moved again just a little and felt Bart's hard cock. I reached back gently and felt its hardness, it was sticky and I pushed it right up to my hole. It teased me there for a minute or so, and I practiced flexing my hole around the head of his cock. As I flexed I pushed back, and part of his cock went inside me! I wanted to squeal! My little cock was incredibly hard at having my hole filled, and I tried to make my hole open even more and another inch or so went inside me. Then Bart coughed and moved a little, pushing it all the way in me! It was so exciting it made my cock throb! So I was lying there in the dark, under the sheets with my cousin, wearing his mother's nightie, garter belt and stockings. He was cuddled up behind me with his cock buried in my ass pussy. I shook I was so excited, and then I was surprised with the feeling of his cock beginning to move inside me. He was still sleeping I thought, mumbling something like he was having a dream, and instinct must have taken over, because he muttered some gibberish in his speech and shifted closer to me, causing a good portion of his boy cock to push inside me. My little cock was hard as a rock feeling a cock inside me, and I started to masturbate. It felt SO good. You know a rubber cock or something is nice but I've learned there's nothing like a hard throbbing cock inside me, making me squirm. Bart was thrusting in and out of me, grabbing my hips and fucking me...was he sleep walking? Or sleep fucking? Anyway it sure felt good as his youthful cock really hit the right spots inside me, I was tingling and before I knew it I was squirting into my hand, trying to not spill any of my cum on the bed clothes. Bart just kept fucking me and I didn't try to stop him even though I had cum and it was beginning to hurt, I just took it, took the fucking I had initiated. Not knowing what else to do, I put my hand to my face and I ate it. I ate my own cum. I couldn't have it leaking all over the place and getting us in trouble! He was spooning me, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. I felt so incredibly girly and submissive, trapped by his hot body which was reacting instinctively to the process of a cock having found a warm hole. I licked my palm clean as he used me, it made me feel really submissive. He fucked for a few minutes more, and then froze and I swear I could feel him squirting inside me. Bart started snoring again and his soft cock slipped out of my ass. I felt disappointed, I had enjoyed it inside me. He had his arm over me and I felt trapped but it was a good feeling. I stayed that way for a few minutes, but then I felt his cum start to seep out of me. I clenched my cheeks and quietly, carefully, slipped out of bed. Thank god it was late and the house was quiet. I had to do something because I wasn't sure I could hold any more of Bart's cum in me without dripping all over their carpeting. I peered out the bedroom door, and since the coast was clear I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I sat on the pottie like any other time I went to the bathroom, but all I did was fart a little and globs of hot cum dripped into the bowl. After a few minutes I wiped and flushed and looked in the mirror. I actually looked kind of cute in the nightie, I thought. I wondered how I would look in it with makeup, if I would be pretty. Anyway, back to reality. I felt some more cum escape my sore bottom and I looked into the cabinet there in the bathroom, looking for something to sop up the secretions without staining panties or sheets. I found a bag of cotton puffs, but there, behind them was something that just screamed out at me. Tampons! I pulled one of the packets from the box and opened it. It wasn't difficult to figure out what to do, and I did what real girls do, I plugged my hole. I focused on the white string hanging between my legs, it was reflected in the mirror and despite just shooting a big load of goo, my little cock got very hard. I know I should have been ashamed, but the more I realized what a girl I was becoming, the more excited it made me.