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Subject: {ASSM} Rose I - Red Dress (FFM,TV,clothes)
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Date: Mon, 10 Sep 2007 19:10:04 -0400
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Rose I - Red Dress

(FFM,TV,clothes)

I love  fucking women. Utterly. I am a lesbian. No doubt at all. So it
may come as to you to discover I have a boyfriend. But Rose is no
ordinary boyfriend as you can probably tell from the fact I call him
'Rose'.

I met him in a bar. I was out with my friend and fuck buddy Jasmine
and we had called in for a drink or two on the way back from shopping.
We sat in the corner giggling and marking the girls in the bar for
cuteness ,and how sexy we thought their clothes were. Anyway,  in
walks this boy who despite wearing male clothing, and having short
light brown hair in a very male hair cut, is still very feminine and
ambiguous. And I can honestly say he was the first boy I have ever
fancied.

I had been with boys before. As a teenager I had even been all the way
with one guy who really liked me just to see if that made any
difference. The truth was though boys did nothing for me, I like tits
and cunts and pretty dresses, long hair and make up, soft jumpers and
fur coats. In short: women. Later on I encountered the odd boy in a
threesome (well you have to oblige) and discovered I quite licking
girls out when they are full of cum, and I enjoy watching other women
sucking cock.

So it was a shock to find this guy so sexy. I whispered to Jasmine:

"God, I bet he would look cute in a dress"

She looks at me grinning - knowing my tastes.

"Bloody hell!" She says, "Jennie fancying boys - whatever next..."

She pauses and then gives a little gasp

"That red dress I have - the wool one, and my black boots"

The dress she means is a wool dress, with a big bardot neck that comes
half way down her arms and tight ribbed skirt that stops just above
her knees. The first time she wore it we didn't make it out for the
drink we intended to go for because I was so turned on and couldn't
keep my hands off her. The thought of The Boy wearing it makes me weak
at the knees. I look at her. She looks at me and gives a little laugh
and before I can stop her is up across the bar and whispering in The
Boys ear. He turns and grins at me, My heart is fluttering. They walk
over holding hands and she says nonchalantly:

"You coming with us?" and she turns and walks out of the bar dragging
him with her.

I grab our coats and scramble after her

Outside they are waiting, she takes my coat from me - my favourite
brown bench parka jacket, with bench written down one arm and a big
thick fur trim on the hood.

"Put this on" she tells The Boy. Still smiling an amused smile he
pulls it and all I can do is to stare into his pretty blue eyes.

"This is Jennie" She tells him. He starts to say something but she
interrupts: "No boys name tonight" She looks him up and down
considering - "Rose" she announced after a moment. Turning to me
"Jennie, meet Rose". I take Roses arm as we follow Jasmine round the
corner. He turns his head to look at me, he is almost exactly the same
height as me, and those eyes are just too much. All i can manage is
some inane grin back. He laughs and kisses the end of my nose.

_________________________

In her flat Jasmine directs me into the lounge and takes Rose off to
the bedroom.  A couple of minutes later she returns grinning - "who
would have thought it hey?" she says as she comes into room - "Our
Jenny - love at first sight ! with a boy!" she laughs. "Oi!" I start
but am struck silent when behind her Rose appears in the red dress and
black knee length boots.

She walks over, lifts my chin (I am still sitting on the sofa struck
dumb) and kisses me softly on the mouth and then all I remember are
brief snapshots in amongst waves of sensation: kissing her bare neck,
the soft wool of the jumper dress against my bare breasts, lifting up
the dress and pulling down her knickers to find her big hard cock,
Jasmines hands in my hair as I sucked Rose off. My mouth full of cum
and Jasmine stopping me lifting my head until I had swallowed it all.
Rose must have dropped out for a while at that point but I was so
turned on and all over Jasmine, Her big beautiful tits in my mouth,
her fingers on my clit and mine on hers and then as I came feeling
Roses cock hard against my arse, "She wants you again" breathes
Jasmine into my mouth and I lie in Jasmines arms with Rose on top of
me - Cock pushing back and forth inside me, my arms around her kissing
her neck and her in that dress. I feel Roses cum shooting up inside me
and I come myself. I hear myself saying over and over "you are so
beautiful"

We lie there for a while him stroking my hair and me with my arms
around him. "We should make Jasmine come" I whisper to him and he
smiles and kisses me. We shift round so Jasmine is lying between us-
Rose still in her sexy dress, me mostly naked. We start on her breasts
me kissing one , Rose kissing the other. Shooting each other little
glances, Jasmine stroking our hair and smiling at our feelings for
each other. Our fingers reach her cunt - I direct his inside and I
take her clit - "Kiss her" I say to Rose and as I watch them kissing I
bring Jasmine to orgasm with Roses help.

We must have fallen asleep because we wake with the flat in darkness.
Rose is up in a rush - "What time is it" She panics "I have to be
back". I put the light on. "I have to go , I don't mean...." Rose
babbles. "That's ok" I smile "Really. Come on lets find your other
clothes" I grab my knickers on the way out.

In Jasmines bedroom she slips the dress and boots off. Even naked I
still want him - So weird. I hand him my knickers with a smile , and
he doesn't need telling. He slips them on and then his clothes. He
looks at his underpants on the floor. "I don't want them I say" and
pick them up and put them in Jasmines laundry basket. He laughs.

At the front door I scribble my number on a piece of paper and look
him in the eye.

"You always wear my clothes when you are with me. " I say "..or
another girls" I add with a flirtatious smile.

"You grow your hair long and you are mine too - I am not sharing you
with other women unless I choose"

Non of this seems to phase him . "ok" he smiles and leans forward and
kisses me again before walking off. Oh My God!

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