But as much as this felt like they had established themselves, I was also aware of slow changes. My crossdressing wardrobe, which up to now had been o...ientated to being more ‘cute’ and ‘pretty’ started to look more sexy as my own choices were replaced by Stefan’s gifts. The pretty dresses got replaced by much tighter ones and by slutty miniskirts. Cute girly panties by lacy, erotic lingerie. Fishnet and patterned tights were added alongside my plain nylons. Shoes got higher and more. Then i wouldn't care what anyone thought. I heard the door downstairs open and shut and figured my stepdad must be home. He was a tall, physically fit guy. he was really hairy and smoked cigars. he was much older than my mother at 72, he still looked good with his weathered face and wrinkled hands. He was well off and still ran his business. my mom was a bit of a gold digger but, I couldn't blame her, when my dad left, he didn't leave us much and my mom struggled for years. When she met Glen he. I thought it a little odd that she asked me to take my pants of first - normally I would start at the top. But as I stood there with my pants down, I felt like a little girl who was about to be punished. I knew then that this was the point - to humiliate me. "Turn around and take your panties down" she said next. I dutifully obeyed, drawing the silky fabric over my buttocks and standing before her, naked from the waist down. "Nice. Now the rest." Following instructions, I took off my. , now just relax” he soothed slowly pulling me onto his cock. Suddenly there was a really sharp pain as his cock pressed past my sphincter but once again he let me get used to the feel of him. After a few minutes he slowly began pushing and before I realised it he was all the way into me and I felt his balls touching mine. Realising that I was okay with the size of his cock he started pulling almost all the way out before gently pushing his cock all the way back in to the hilt. Gradually as all.