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Bruce left and I went to bed. I was becoming more comfortable as Kimberly because I could easily fall asleep while dressed en femme. I was a little tired but got up and went to work; however, underneath my pants and socks I was wearing blue laced panties and flesh tone hose. At the end of the day, I went home. I spoke with my wife who was having a good trip. I then closed the drapes and windows. I got dressed into my "girl" clothes.
I re-shaved my entire body and face. Stepping out of the shower, I put on some purple laced panties and a purple camisole. I then applied a foundation, brown eye shadow, maroonish lip-gloss and then put on my long, straight haired dark haired wig. I then garb a pair of my wife's blue jeans and put on a maroon sweater she owns, that buttons in the front and the sweater has a floral-laced design on the front.
I made some soup, watch a little Tv, and drank a glass of wine. I then started thinking about these past few months. I have four tattoos, a naval piercing and a scrotum piercing. But what did I really want - a "tramp stamp" and my tongue pierced. I was not only becoming Bruce obsessed, but body modification OBESSED as well. I called Jon at his shop and asked if I could come by at closing and get a tattoo and another piercing. I informed him this was on my own and I would be without Bruce. He said sure.
I waited until almost 10 O'clock and for teh first time, i all alone, got in my car and drove en femme. I arrived at the shop. Jon was at the door and I was so surprised. He greeted me with a
hug - I felt a part of his community now. I informed I wanted a lower back tattoo. In the center would be a fairy (me) and on the right, a traditional butterfly (my wife) and on the left I wanted a hard-edge, Goth butterfly (Bruce) and I wanted some type of floral arraignment to connect us. Then I wanted my tongue pierced and I know it was going to be late, so I would double his fees.
He drew out my idea, I approved it, stenciled, etc. Then he had me set down with my back towards him and I had to lower my pants. I did as I was told. The work began. As always the first five minutes hurts then the pain goes away. Jon and I talk about various things. He treated me like any girl, although I know I was not as beautiful as most girls. Then after he finishes two hours later, he prepared to pierce my tongue. It hurt like the dickens!
After I was done, I looked at myself, completely satisfied. Then Jon surprised me: "I will give this to you free if I can just have you for one night all to myself." I was stunned! "Me!"
"Yes" he replied, "you. I find you beautiful, fun, and smart to. You are a paradox yet, sweetly wonderful."
I got all week kneed. He walked over to me and touched me. "I'll take you home Jon, but I still should owe you the money. You did work for it and late to."
He shook his head no, "I just want to be with you all to myself." With that, he leaned in and kissed me.
I put my hands around his neck as our tongues intertwined. "Well, Jon, it is late and I have to work tomorrow; but, yes, I'll be go to bed with you." With that I gave him a kiss and told him "come by tonight (we are in the am now) after work and I'll be ready. With that, I kissed him and left.
The next day I got to go to work, with very good intentions but my mouth was sore. So I called in for a sick day. I had decided then I would take a sick day tomorrow as well.
I spent the day sleeping in and wearing my wife's satin red robe. I of course ate and drank, read a book and then it was evening. I re-shaved, put on my make-up, same as yesterday. I stood in the mirror admiring my tattoos. Then I put on my black baby doll, black thigh highs with three in rose lace at the top, and black 4 inch pumps. I put on my long brunette wig again, lubed my ass and waited for my date.
Jon got there a little after 10. I opened the door and once he stepped inside and I gave him a kiss. I led him to teh sofa where we sat. I poured him some wine and we began to talk. We mostly talked philosophy. He had done a little reading and found certain ideas interesting. He thought I was such a paradox. He I was a cross dresser slut and I was more found of Kant and Descartes than Sartre and Russell. We were laughing and then he move on me quickly and we began to kiss. He pinned me on the couch and all I could do was wrapped my right leg on him as my left leg hit the floor. He was kissing my left ear while his hands were feeling me up. I was trying to pull his pants off while he was on me. Soon we managed and he took his shirt off and revealed tattoos of faces, pin-ups, roses, skulls, the whole works.
He then leaned into my ear, "Be my girl forever." With that he kissed my neck and began to enter my ass-pussy. I moaned as his cock passed through my ass ring. He moved slowly at first and then harder. He rose up a little and grabbed my chin, looked me in the eye "You are one fucking hot bitch Kimberly." He then got off me, picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down on my stomach and started kissing my ass cheeks. His tongue then moved to my ass hole where he rimmed me. Soon he stopped and grabbed the lotion on my tabled by the bed. As he I laid there in ecstasy thinking he was lotioning his cock - I was wrong. I felt one finger, then two, then three, and soon he had four fingers pumping in and out of me. Then what happened next was a shock. After several minutes of fingers fucking me, he then put in his entire fist. I screamed in pain "O No, it hurts."
"Shut up cunt, you'll love it soon."
"Oh please Jon, it hurts."
"I said shut up" and with tat Jon spanked my ass with his left hand while pumping me. After a couple of minutes I began to love it. Then he pulled out told me to lay flat and commenced to fucking me with his long dick. I was pushing back to get his every thrust and soon came in my ass. He got off and turned me over. He put his fingers in my mouth and I lick whatever ass juice may be left. He then kissed me. We laid by each other when he said, "Kimberly, I'm obsessed with you - marry me."
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