I am a sissy cross dresser, I can't help it i love the feel and how girlie it makes me look. I have tried many times to stop but I cant, so i lay on ...my bed and put my computer on. I don't know why but I needed to feel a bbc cock, just to see what it is like I wasn't going to suck or let the man fuck me!! Just wonder if a BBC would feel different to the boy I experimented with at school with so I joined a Daddy for sissies meeting site.So I put my picture up on the site no face just my tiny. We had all neglected to put clothes on and we were still doing some intimate grab ass. This wasn’t a problem as Mercy and Kathy were equally bare. They decided to join in a drink and snacks, so the party continued.It was finally agreed to put the glasses in the dishwasher, secure the snacks, and put the dips in the bar fridge. Everyone hugged and kissed, with Kathy and Mercy playing with my re-awakening appendage, but we went to bed. They slid in and I got in on the outside because I had. "So you've heard the stories already." What stories?" Oh, I just thought that maybe someone had told you some of the interesting tales about the house you just moved into." What tales?" Marissa motioned Lynette over to a quiet corner where they would not be overheard. "We have newspapers and other records that go back well over a century. I can pull the pertinent ones for you." That would be nice, but what about these tales?" Well, understand, they are just that -- tales. No one knows how much. As quietly as I could I made my way down the aisle between the cots, stopping momentarily and replacing my foot when a floorboard squeaked. I didn’t want to take the chance of waking anyone, starting the process over again, with me as the object of lust for the ten Wreckers who appeared sleeping on their cots.Horrified at the condition of my naked sister whose dark blond hair looked as if it had been done in the beauty salon from Hell. It was as though someone had squirted it with too much.