She takes the tip of her tongue and drags it down from my navel, moving down towards my mound, until she is at my cleft. My vibrator is suddenly in he... hand and she looks up at me. “Open your legs for me, nice and wide. Be a good girl, Alice.” Her words are intoxicating, how can she do this to me? I obey, doing as she not only asks but demands in a lustful tone. She strokes my lips, teasing me, making me lift my hips wanting more. “You’re so wet, Alice. I’ve not even begun yet. You’re a. 14. I will be totally dressed as a sissy boy whore in my house at all times, unless there is a very good and legitimate reason not to be, such as the presence of others who would vehemently object or are u******e. To the greatest extent possible, being dressed as a sissy boy whore will become my lifestyle at home. I will also be totally dressed as a sissy boy whore when in the presence of Black males at their homes or apartments unless directed by them to stay in my boy clothes. .15. I agree. It started when I was eleven my girl friend Liz who is a month younger than me were at a sleep over at her house . We started talking about boys and their things, Cock they are called Cocks Liz said and my brother Mark has a big one. How do you know that? Well if you must know I saw him getting into the shower a couple of months ago and his cock was just hanging there . Just how big was it I asked ? Well it's not a big as my dads but close. You saw your dads cock when was this? A while back. " Cindy ordered. Cautiously, I approached the front door, dreading who might be on the other side. The chimes rang out again, Cindy was suddenly beside me opening the door. Three of our classmates (Heather, Denise, and Kim) crowed into the foyer. Each girl quickly kissed Cindy on the cheek and gave me the once over, trying to figure out who I was. After shedding their coats we all moved off toward the rec room, Cindy and myself lagging somewhat behind the others.Cindy whispered in my ear "You.