A Move to England Part 3 - Sex Stories

A Move to England Part 3

We were sitting in the living room. Aisling and Sandra were on the settee, Mark was in the big armchair, and me and Aoife were on the other armchair.

Mark cleared his throat before speaking. “If Fionn wants to cross-dress, it's only fair both he and Aoife know the pitfalls.”

All eyes were on me and Aoife. Looking for some kind of reaction. After a few moments, Mark continued. “If Fionn crosses-dresses, it also affects Aoife. How will she feel? Her boyfriend dressed fully as a girl.”

Now all eyes were just on Aoife. Aoife looked at me, then replied, “Dressing Fionn up today was amazing, helping him with his makeup, picking out an outfit, then seeing my gorgeous boyfriend turn into my gorgeous girlfriend. How could I not be pleased?”

Mark looked at Aoife. “It’s not about using Fionn as some sort of fashion doll. Cross-dressing is a way of life. It's who someone is.”

Aoife was about to respond, but I spoke before she could.

“Although I feel sexy dressed like this, it's not just a sexual thing for me. It makes me feel complete, happy. It just feels right. I want to dress like a girl and flirt a bit. I want to have sex with a man, but dressed as a woman, not as a man. If that makes sense.”

Mark asked Aoife, “And how would you feel about Fionn having sex with another man?”

“I wouldn't have a problem. I've already said I would love to watch Fionn with another man.”

Mark smiled. “Oh Aoife, the innocence of youth. Sometimes the reality differs from the ...

... fantasy. I have seen several relationships go south because jealousy raised her ugly head. I don't want that to happen to both of you, sweet individuals.”

By now, Aisling and Sandra had become bored. Sandra said, “We’re going out tonight. Time to get ready.”

They jumped off the settee and headed upstairs. With Aoife not far behind. Leaving me and Mark. He came over and sat on the arm of the chair, leaned down and kissed me. My mouth opened with the pressure of his lips, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth.

I responded in kind, my tongue finding its way into his mouth. We kissed ardently. My heart was pounding.

Mark broke the kiss, and I felt a deep sadness. I would have gladly had sex there and then with Mark.

“Fionn, I like you and find you attractive, but now is not the time. We have to get ready for a night out..”

Aoife wasn't in our room. I heard voices from Aisling's room. That’s where she was. Mark suggested I get ready in his room. He would borrow me some clothes.

Mark had a large array of clothes, but I opted for a pair of jeans and a cotton shirt.

I watched as Mark undressed. He had a fantastic body, well toned. Hairless as far as I could see. I watched and waited for him to remove his underpants.

“I know you’re watching Fionn, I might let you look, but no touching. Well, not yet anyway.”

His back turned, Mark pulled down his tight briefs, exposing a tight butt. Then he turned, showing in me his beautiful hairless cock and balls.

Then, ...