They're impossibly soft and moist. Becca's tongue gently teases the bottom of Stacy's upper lip. It's agonizingly arousing. Becca's mouth tastes almos...t as sweet as honey. Stacy feels her immense nervous energy and excitement now manifesting itself inside her panties. They feel tight against her throbbing pussy. She's overcome by the need to press it up against Becca, hard. But Becca pulls herself away again. "Fuck… I like you Stacy…" Becca whimpers, weakly. I like you too! Oh god... please. Let me g...go! I'm sorry Isnuck into your room. I won't ever do that again!" I begged. But mypleas fell on deaf ears. I then felt as she worked her arms around mein a seductive hug!"Oh, no Timmy dear. Not just yet!" She said as she held me. "Sincewondering about you I did a little research into cross dressing. Itseems that there really isn't a cure, is there? And once a little boystarts playing dress up he never really stops does he?" She began tofuss with the dress she had me in and continued. Her perfect body curves, juicy breasts, huge waist and that creamy skin were all I wanted. It became a habit for me to sleep only after masturbating for her, humping my pillow and screaming her name.Years passed, Nisha now spent more time at our home than sitting alone upstairs. I too became very close to her. Me, my sister Divya and Nisha used to chat, watch movie and play caroms. I was like living in a long hair heaven – the knee length long hair of my sister and thick butt length hair of. If he wasnt working he also went to the local gym. So over the years I saw less and less of Paul. I had met Paul after finishing high school and was just nineteen. I had been a virgin. I got a job as a secretary of a construction company where I met Paul. He asked me out and we were soon an item. During that year of dating I began working out at the same gym Paul went to and was soon in great shape myself and even being only conservatively dressed I got a lot of whistles when Paul wasnt.