Date: Fri, 4 Jul 2008 15:24:05 -0700 (PDT) From: Sharon Pinder Subject: (TG STORY) A Hard Days Shopping. Part 1 It had an amazing day, so relaxing! We spent our time over a leisurely lunch, chatting and laughing as only two good friends can. Then the afternoon was spent shopping. Some lingerie from a small shop, that had raised no eye brows at two `girls' giggling over sexy underwear. Some stockings, dark and sheer. A lacy matching pair of boy shorts, bra and suspender belt. From Next you helped me select a dress; one you felt that would show my figure of in a way to catch the eye. With my newly purchased brunette wig awaiting me in my hotel room and shoes, I had a feeling Julie would come to life this evening. The journey back the hotel seemed to take for ever. The contents of my shopping bags demanding they be worn and my stomach tingling with anticipation, in a way unknown since my childhood Christmases. We slipped into our adjoining rooms, where our female sides would be allowed to be dressed and pampered. Shower and then shaved. This was the first time I had shaved my legs. But also the first time I had shaved around my man hood. I knew you were not expecting that treat and I hoped, no I knew you, would be so very pleased. If I glad to claim a best feature, my legs would take that honour and I hoped they would please you. My make up was next and I remembered all the lessons you had given me. Foundation, eye liner, lipstick neatly edged, and my nails. I took Julies wig from its box and know once that was on, Julie would be taking over. I adjusted it and looked into the bathroom mirror. The face that looked back was pure girl.. She smiled with an anticipation that her first night of love could only bring. I took my time to dress, enjoying the sensation of the nylon sliding up my smooth legs. The red varnish visible through the dark mesh. I fiddled to connect the clasps, a task I knew would be easier in the weeks ahead. The breasts you had helped me select and the black bra made me feel as if I was born a woman. The dress fitted as if tailored, how you had known my size so well? Next a pair of heels we had picked together. I had practiced in them, but now it was the real thing. I walked unsteady, but with each step towards the adjoining door I felt my confidence grow and with each step the ability to walk like as girl, The adjoining door was shut, and on the other side awaited a night of passion that would see me as your lover, for the first time. That would see us as girl friends, and would bind me to you as only the offering of girls virginity can. I tapped gently on the door. Your soft girl's voice told me the door was unlocked.. I opened it and slipped through. You looked up from the settee where you sat, your impossibly long legs tucked back in a lady like way. Your hair and make up were perfect and your dress pure sensuality. Your eyes ran from my shoes up to my hair, talking each part of my appearance and knowing that it was all for you. That this was to be `our' special night. I walked over, feeling the nylon of my stocking brushing. The walk seemed to last for ever as my eyes looked at the beautiful creature that awaited me. We sat said by side on the settee our stocking knees barely touching sipping wine. The conversation was relaxed and we talked about the path that had led us to this moment and place. The talk was easy but we both sensed what we knew awaited us. I talked on, maybe nervous, but you leaned in slowly, as your lips brushed mine. The conversation ceased as we kissed tenderly. I could feel you hands encircle me, and pull me closer. Our breasts touched and your tongue teased my lips. I could resist you no more than a moth can the light, and my lips parted. I could feel your moist tongue enter my mouth. My own tongue sought you out it to feel and sense it. What can I say of that kiss but it was all I had anticipated, and my arousal was testimony to that. One hand remained round me still pulling me closer, and your other hand sought my stocking knee. I could feel it touch and slide slowly along as my legs yielded and parted. You slowed your path along my stocking thighs to savour the moment and to tease me. My man hood throbbing with the anticipation of your touch. The kisses became filled with more passion and your fingers reached my panties. I let out a moan as I felt you hand touch my silk encased arousal. The pre cum making my situation evident to your touch. Your fingers sought to release my me over the panties waist pant and they touched the wetness that had seeped from in me. You withdrew your fingers and stopped kissing me. You ran your finger over my lips so I could taste myself and so you would savour me as we kissed again... Your hand returned to its warm nest only just abandoned and I could feel you letting me free of the satin prison. Your fingers stroked the shaft, and I could feel myself starting to throb, your touch being like a gentle electric current. Your fingers started to stroke the skin as I finally came alive. My hands sought the same nest and you're stocking legs parted in welcome. Your man hood was aroused and my inexperienced hands fumbled to release it. The size, wetness and warmth of it were all I had anticipated. But my attention was denied as you with drew my hands. A smile and I could feel my dress being lifted and my arousal brought before your eyes. A second smile and your red lips opened to allow your tongue to taste my wet head, Then they parted as you admitted it into your wet mouth that sank over it like a welcoming pussy. I could feel myself deep inside your mouth and your tongue touching me as your fingers sought my balls. A few strokes and a warm wet jet emitted from the head. You looked up and smile...Please my darling you asked me, Show me how much you love me, as my hands sought the hem of your dress... My first attempt, maybe not as good as some authors on here but I hope at least one reader enjoyed it. Julie (pin121@yahoo.com)