For six years I hadseen the girls at my school where this dress everyday and had so oftenthought about what it would be like to wear one. I had longed...to try oneon, feel how it feels to walk around, everyday, in such a garment, notwearing pants, but just having this thin piece of material swirl aroundyour legs. I almost cried. It felt amazing, physically, but it feltright, mentally. It just felt right to be a girl.In the mirror I saw a cute 18 year-old girl in her school uniform, dressfalling. " "He's planning to spend the entire night at my house." "Yes he is. I'm going to enjoy interrupting his little party. I can't wait to see the look on his face when we walk into your bedroom." "I wonder if they'll be using our bedroom. Maybe Katie will insist on using the guest room." "Maybe, but you heard what Pete said in the bar. He wants to fuck your wife in your marital bed. When it comes to getting what he wants, my husband can be very persistent." "Yes, we'll will find out tonight, won't. She was more thansatiated. He was still hard, and she felt as though shecould rest here forever with pleasure on call, but evenher gymnastically-trained body began to feel stiff andsore after what it had been through. She kissed himhalf apologetically, since he was still pleasuring her,lowered her legs and slipped off of his still-erectcock.She sank gratefully into a chair while Bob handed her atowel and a warm, wet washrag. She wiped the tears offof her face, then washed her cunt and inner. This only made me go faster, I couldn't help myself, I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled, continuing to fuck my big brother while he was standing. "Mm Michael that's it, do you like your little sister fucking you like this?" I asked seductively. That set him off. He looked up at me and kissed me so hard it almost hurt. He then wrapped his arms around my waist, securing me against him. And again without warning, he pounded into me. Fast, hard. I barely had time to cry out before he was.