My Sexual Awakening - BF
-- 6
FANTASY is so much better than REALITY!
I laid on his bed, not moving. I felt shame, humiliation, degraded and used. But I didn't want to leave. I just wanted to do what he said. I felt helpless.
I finally picked my face off the pillow. The white case was smeared with make-up and tears. I thought to myself that I must look a mess. And smiled at the thought, I was beginning to even think like a girl! As I stood, I could feel Bernie's cum seeping out of my ass and running down the inside of my thighs. For some reason I felt like crying. I tighten my hole as I walked to the bathroom trying not to let his cum run down my legs.
As I walked across the hall, I could hear the shower running in Burnie's parent's bedroom. In Jenny's room I stopped and looked into the mirror, I did indeed, look like a mess. My make-up was streaky, the mascara now traced the tears I had shed from Burnies assault on my ass. I took off the dress and bra and placed them on the floor on top of the first dress I had worn. I turned on the shower testing the warmth of the water and stepped into the tube.
As soon as I stepped into the tub, I relaxed my sphincter to let the rest of Burnies' cum seep out of me. I felt the warm water wash over my head and face, down my back, all over me. Cleansing me. I shampooed my hair, cleaning off some mascara and make-up that was clinging to it. I then washed my face, removing as much of the make-up as I could. I then started to wash the rest of me. My hands running over my hairless slender body. I washed my cock and balls. When I reached between my legs and around me to wash the crack of my ass, I realized how tender my butthole was. I gently washed my ass. Then I cleaned my inner thighs and my smooth hairless legs.
Then the thought came back into my mind. "I am a sissified, cocksucking, ass-fucked, faggot."
I turned off the shower and dried myself off. I stepped back into Jenny's room and found another summer dress on her bed, nothing else. I slipped it over my head, turned to the vanity and there was another note. It read, "Use these wipes to get your make-up off and come downstairs. I ordered pizza."
I sat at the vanity, looking at myself in the mirror, reached for a wipe and started to remove the rest of the make-up from my face. I just stared at myself. Again wondering, what had happened to me?
I finished. Got up and walked downstairs. Burnie was in the living room, watching TV and drinking a beer. He looked up at me, patted the seat next to him and went back to looking the TV.
I sat next to him, crossed my legs. He motioned to the coffee table, "I got you a beer." I said, "Thanks." As he rested a hand just above my knee. I thought, "Just like boyfriend and girlfriend watching TV together."
When the doorbell rang it jolted me back to reality. Burnie said, "The money's right there." Pointing to the coffee table. "Pay the guy."
I didn't move. I looked at him and was about to protest when I saw that glare again. Piercing through me, daring me to say, "No."
I stood up, took the money and walked to the door. I opened it and the pizza guy was opening the warm container to pull out the pizza not noticing me, YET. "That's 15.85." He looked up as he handed me the pizza box. Then he did a double take. He actually looked me up and down and smiled. I handed him the 20 dollar bill and said, "Keep the change." He kept smiling and said, "Thanks." Eyed me up and down again as I closed the door.
GOD! I WAS SO HUMILATED! I turned and looked at Burnie on the couch and he was smiling at me.
"Good girl." Now get some plates and napkins from the kitchen and me another beer. Okay, Jimmy?"
I just nodded and did what he said.
We just sat there watching a Spiderman movie and making comments about what parts we liked and didn't like. I'd forgot I was wearing a dress until Burnie reached over and ran his hand up and down my thigh occasionally.
The movie ended and Burnie turned off the set. Got up and reached out his hand. I took it and he lifted me off the couch and we walked hand and hand up the stairs to Jenny's room. He told me to go brush my teeth, I could use Jenny's toothbrush, then come back, put my make-up on again and not to forget the perfume.
By the time I came out of the bedroom, he had already laid a white shear blouse on Jenny's bed, again with a black lacey bra. He was looking at some of her skirts and finally tossed one on the bed next to the blouse. He turned and looked at me. "Well, don't just stand there, the make-up, Jimmy boy."
I turned and sat the vanity and applied the make-up again, trying to remember the video.
Burnie left the room for a few minutes and when he returned, I could see he was carrying a pair of 3 inch black high heels.
I finished with my make-up and sprayed a mist of perfume over me and turned. There on the bed was the blouse, bra, short plaid pleated skirt and some black, shear nylon thigh high stockings.
"Put this on JENNY."
I was no longer Jimmy to him; I was now his SISTER again.
We traded places. He came over and sat at the vanity and I went and sat on the bed. I picked up the bra, put it on. I looked at the stockings and I had seen enough in movies on how to put them on. I balled them up and started with my toes and slipped them over my feet. I was amazed how cool and silky they felt as I ran them up past my ankle, over my calf, my knee and then mid-way up my thigh. I ran my hands over my nylon covered leg to straighten the fabric. It felt so nice, almost intoxicating. I did the same with my other leg. And after I was done, I pressed my legs together and moved them slightly up and down, feeling the coolness of the friction.
"You like that, huh Jenny?"
I looked up at Burnie. GOD, I almost forgot he was in the room watching. I put on the bra, I picked up the white blouse. It was almost transparent. As I put it on, I noticed you could see right through it to my skin and the lacy black bra underneath. I then reached for the short skirt and sat back on the bed to slip it over my feet and stood to fell it go up my legs. I got to my ass, wiggled a little to get over my hips and then I zipped it up on the side. The skirt, just reached to the top of the stockings. I glanced over at myself in the full-length mirror and thought, I looked like a schoolgirl that wanted to be FUCKED.
"You're looking hot sis!" Burnie said with an approving smile. "Don't forget the heels. They're my moms, so I figured they'd fit you better. Don't bother to put them on now, just carry them downstairs."
