Its salty-sweet taste had me yearning for more. Pushing my lips to his cock, I gradually opened up to his hot meat, making sure to keep my mouth tight...so with every swallowed inch I squeezed around him. Using my tongue, I ran it up and along the underside of his penis, pushing lightly on the strongest of veins. Slowly I took all of him in until I was deep throating him. I began bobbing my head at a slow and steady pace, loving the feel of him filling my mouth. He would have none of it, wrapping. I felt totally drained as we removed the dress.I could still hear myself chanting as I went to my closet and put my redcami back on and my blue denim coveralls dress. My camis could all beworn as a blouse and I decided to try it that way. I started to get mysneakers and got my red, high, heeled, sandals instead. Every day when Ichanged from Darren into Darla the difference between the heavy maleclothes and light, sexy, feminine attire made me think more about leavingmy boy clothes behind.As I. But after a moment, it comes to me: James Richmond. Iwas... I worked in an Insurance company call-centre. I was thirtyyears old. I was born in 1978.None of these things held any sense of self to me, however. They weremere facts; trivia.However, eventually I realised I must look between my legs, to confirmwhat I suspected already. I lifted off the duvet to reveal two slim,shaven legs, culminating in painted purple toenails. I lifted up theshirt to reveal a pair of pale blue panties; they had a. I moved my lips down her cheek, and brushed her lips with mine. I had never kissed anyone on the lips, not to mention someone as beautiful and desirable as Rachel.Her lips opened slightly as she responded to my gentle touch. She opened her eyes and looked straight into my soul. She leaned up, put her hand behind my head, and guided my lips to hers. I just melted into her arms, and we held that kiss for several minutes. My head was rushing, and my mind was blank. I was immediately.