TG - College
Becoming Lexi 4
Before I came back to the lake for a normal day shift, I got a text from Brian. “Hey Lexi thank youfor being so charming and sexy and fun, and I hope we can get together another time. “ I replied, “Thank you for a wonderful date and I hope we can meet up again!” From then on, we texted as Brian and Lexi. So the next day, I got another text, “We will be working together three more nights this summer. So three more dates.” He’d added another evening shift together for the last week of the season.
I realized that without makeup and an inexpensive wig, there was no way I could be “passable” and the idea of going out was really exciting. First, I spent more of my hard-earned money on a wig that was styled after Jennifer Anniston’s look. It was expensive but perfect, in a sort of medium blonde that matched my natural color. Cheap wigs look awful. Wasted a bunch of money on cheap makeup before watching a bunch of YouTube videos on how to do makeup. I needed a special beard cover to hide my pores, but that worked great. I started taking better care of my fingernails: even though I couldn’t have them very long for work, the girl lifeguards were always shaping and filing so I did the same.
I thinned out my eyebrows but the biggest change was to lose weight. I wanted to shrink everything to girl size: arms, legs, waist, neck, shoulders, everything. I couldn’t change my shoulders or make my hips broader, but after cutting down my eating I did manage to become much leaner.
Some of the other lifeguards took notice – they liked it, and one of the other guards, Sheila, asked me out one night. We went to a movie, then she took me home and after making out in her kitchen, then sucking on her absolutely perfect tits, she gave me a blow job. We began dating once or twice a week, but didn’t talk about it at work, AKA Rumor Central. Being a lifeguard was working out great, other than being paid dirt.
Brian started texting me what I took to be suggestions on what to wear for our next overnight. First he texted a picture of his gorgeous girlfriend in a short denim skirt and black tank top. “Lexi, I bet you’d look great in this,” he texted one night. He didn’t know about the new wig or makeup.
On our second night, he surprised me by asking, via text, “Lexi, once everyone leaves, lets go swimming together! That seemed like fun.
When the evening came and everyone left he said, “I’ll lock up, why don’t you go get changed?”
I went to the locker room and changed into the suit and attached my falsies. I wore my old wig because I didn’t want to risk getting the new one wet. I thought about makeup but settled for a little lipstick only. This was the first time I’d dressed in daylight, for another person, and I was both excited and nervous.
I walked down to the beach and dove in. He followed and we swam out to the float and back, and floated around for a while. I loved the feeling of the water on my shaved skin. We stopped in neck deep water, and he put his arms around me. I put my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist. He held me tight as I kissed his shoulders and neck gently. The sun was going down and the day was cooling off fast, so after a bit he suggested we get out of the water. He gave me a towel and said, “Why don’t you get changed and I will break out some wine, cheese and crackers.” That sounded nice.
I got out of the suit, took off the wig and toweled off. I’d brought some fairly plain but supportive black panties and a sports bra. The sports bra didn’t have a closure: I didn’t want him to take it off. The panties had to help hide a bulge, and I would up wearing two pair of hipster-style stretch panties to flatten out and smooth out my junk . I applied the cover and makeup, then a little eye shadow and highlighted my brows. A touch up of lipstick and I looked much more feminine.
I’d thought about stockings but it was summer and that didn’t seem to go along with denim. Got the denim skirt and top at a thrift shop. It had a wide belt that helped shape my waist, and a little flair that gave an illusion of hips. It was about mid thigh. I added a black long sleeve mock turtleneck that emphasized my bust while hiding my other figure problems – I was learning! Adding the new wig really helped the transformation. Maybe not passable but being tan and fit, having a nice smile, long blonde hair, and nice boobs seemed to be working.
By the time I was ready and walked over, he’d already had several glasses of wine. The wig was a surprise, and I was rocking the skirt. “Oh Lexi, you look so beautiful! He handed me a glass of wine and we toasted.
I sat down on the couch and crossed my legs at the calf like I’d seen other girls do. They were very tan and muscular and slender and he couldn’t keep his eyes off them. High heels would have probably caused a heart attack, but I still had the low cork sandals. The new wig was having the desired effect as well, and I got in the habit of tossing my hair when I laughed. It was all I could do to stop stroking it myself.
It wasn’t long before he pulled the hair away from my neck and started kissing it. It felt heavenly and I lay there, helpless. He then turned my head to him and kissed me on the lips. This was the first time I’d ever been kissed by a man, but I loved the fact that he desired me and was taking charge. He slipped one hand down to cup my breast and I moaned – GG’s aren’t the only ones who fake orgasms. I reached out to stroke the pectoral muscles on his chest, then his biceps and shoulders. Of course right when things were getting hot I had to pee.
When I came back, he pulled me against his body. My breasts were mashed against his chest as he warped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. I wrapped my arms around his neck and straddled him as he bit my lower lip and held me in his embrace. My head was spinning, not just from the wine but his stroking and touching and hardness.
He turned me around and began to kiss my neck He was taller than me so I began to swing my hips back and forth against him. I began to feel him harden.
He caressed my breasts and started to lift up my shirt to reach under it. Once again, I became scared that he would undress me and the magic would be gone.
I turned around and slid to my knees. I looked up and smiled as I reached for his belt and unbuckled it. Then the zipper of his jeans and he stepped out of them as I helped. His raging cock filled the front of his briefs. For such a hot guy he had very boring underwear, maybe I could fix that!
I slip a finger underneath the waistband and slowly pulled them down. He moved his legs as I pulled them to the floor and he stepped out of him. I licked the length of his cock and he moaned as he stroked my hair. I kissed the outside tip and licked again: more pleasure sounds from him. And then I took him in my mouth. I sucked him into my mouth then bobbed back to the tip. He began to thrust his hips with each stroke. As his moans quickened he held the back of my head and pumped his cock in and out of my pretty, hungry mouth. In what seemed like a short time later his hot cum exploded into my mouth and once again, I sucked until he was drained. His thrusts slowed and he pulled me off him and then helped me to my feet. I felt unsteady and he wrapped his arms around me and held me close. His hands dropped to my butt and he held me against him. He kissed my forehead, my cheeks, and then my mouth. It was very intense and I felt like I was in love.
He reached under my skirt before I could stop him and started to caress my butt. He slid his hands back and forth against the smooth fabric of my panties. I held my breath. Without warning he gave my butt a little slap. I was surprised and gave a little gasp, but the feeling of warmth from his hand made me crazy with lust. I kissed his lips again, harder, and he gave my bottom a few more gentle slaps. I’d never done anything like that or had anyone do it, and the feeling in my clit was incredible. Although I hadn’t had anything like an orgasm, I felt very happy and fulfilled. At that moment I wanted to fuck him, face to face, and feel him inside me.
He put some gym shorts on and we relaxed on the couch and listened to music for a while. I was in a dreamy state and a little drunk and a little sleepy. When he went to use the bathroom I leaned back on the couch and fell asleep.
I was awakened when he carefully straddled me on the couch. He began to kiss me again as I caressed his back. We were pressed tightly together and I could feel him starting to stiffen again. I wanted him to fuck me.
He began to rub his cock against mine. My clit was hard and leaking inside my panties. He pressed his body to mine and began to pump. I wasn’t ready to cum myself, but moaned in his ear with each thrust. His cock slid against my smooth panties and after several minutes of he came again. His cum was all over my panties and stomach. I kissed him on the lips: this made me feel like a real lover. We fell asleep for a while, then pulled apart and I went back to the dressing room and removed my wig, makeup and breast forms for the plain old sweat pants and tshirts we usually wore. Our date was over.
To be continued....