I had fantasized about this happening a lot, but I never thought it would. His lips met mine and I felt a jolt of electricity shoot from my lips strai...ht to my already moist pussy. I kissed him back and felt his lips part. My tongue darted from my mouth to his. As our tongues wrestled for control, I felt myself being pulled ever closer to him. I suddenly got the hint and moved myself into his lap. I felt a rather impressive bulge between his legs and knew that I was in for a treat. From what I. Now it's upto me to take the plunge. Oh god, I need a gurl to talk to!I spent the rest of the day online reading as much as I could aboutfeminization, the steps, what it's really like to be a female in theworld, everything from accounts of just being a part-time CD to fulltrans SRS and the whole spectrum. It helped me greatly to realize thatbeing a sissy is different from being trans. I don't feel 'like a woman'all the time, and didn't steal my sister's panties or anything. Itseemed that,. It almost seemed like my father staring back at me more than the mental image I had of myself. A tinge of nostalgia creep in. I missed that crazy old man. He was the only family I’d ever known.I stepped into the shower to freshen up before getting to work. “Why do I still bother with this stupid job anyway,” I thought to myself while washing my hair. “Thanks to dad, I’ve got enough money for two lifetimes.”My father was a grade-A womanizer. There’s no telling how many brothers and sisters I. It was so hot to see her nipple stretched like that. It turned red in my fingers. The blood that ran to it heating it even more“Want me to pull yours too, Brandi? It feels wonderful. If you don’t like it, just tell me. We all have our own little things we like to do when we masturbate.”“Yes Sissy, pull it, but if I don’t like it, stop, please.” I said. I was not sure if I was going to like it. For some reason it looked really sexy on Sissy, but I think I was happy with mine just erecting. It.