Her hot pussy was sliding up and down on my shaft and we were both moaning loud. I was squeezing her ass as she was rocking my world. . Then i teased ...er some more by sliding my cockhead over her asshole. Neither of us had ever done anal sex before. The juices that were covering my cock were now being smeared all over her asscrack. At one moment cockhead was position against her anus and i slowly applied some pressure. She wasn’t expecting anal sex so she thought i was just playing. To her. .he stopped me after a minute or two, told me he was close to cumming and wanted to cum inside my pussy...I felt really torn...I wanted his cum in my mouth so badly, but I was aching between my legs and I knew he could make it all better....I took off my hose and panties and took him by the hand and pulled him down on the ground with me, and it was just missionary style that first time, boring maybe to read, but I wanted to look into his eyes while he was giving me this amazing, wonderful. No one was looking at me strangely. No one saw this as a magicaltransformation. If there had been one - and there had - then it was overnow. This was really me.A man in his thirties walked by, eyes dropping to my chest and legs, mymidriff, briefly on my face, then he was gone. Now that was weird. Ihadn't been 'checked out' so blatantly since... ever really. That was whyI'd fantasised about being a girl like this: because I'd missed out onthat entire segment of life. It felt... nice.While I was. WhenI turned around I saw my Mother's face looking in the window of theplayroom door. I never will forget the reaction that I got from her seeingme in the tutu. She started laughing. Now I don't want any of this to soundlike I blame her for of my problems as it would have been the normalreaction to seeing a boy dressed as femenine as the most girly girl. Mom, Iunderstand and your reaction was not your fault. The fault was all mine when I didn't tell you how I felt about wanting,wishing, praying.