A Move To England Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Move To England Part 2

... underwear. Despite having only just shot my load, I was in danger of being physically aroused again. Once Aisling had decided that I was presentable, she said, "Mark is going to judge how we've done."

A few minutes later, I am stood in the living room. Mark was sitting on the sofa with his eyes on me. I had mixed feelings about my situation. A little bit of me felt ridiculous, dressed in lady's underwear and with a face full of makeup. A far larger part of me was excited and aroused. There was also that part of me that wanted Mark to like what he saw.

Mark patted the sofa. "Come, sit down."

I walked over to the sofa and plopped myself down.

"We need to work on that walk, and no lady would just plop down." Mark said.

He then stood up. "Watch me."

Mark then sashayed around the room. Hips hypnotically swinging. chin up, chest out. I wanted to see Mark dressed as a woman. I wanted to have sex with Mark.

Watching Mark, I was getting hard again. It soon became obvious.

Mark, looking at my erection, said, "We are going to have to teach you how to tuck and tape."

I must have looked confused, because Mark touched the tip. "Tuck this under and secure it so we don't spoil the line of our panties. We want to be a respectable young lady, don't we?"

Talking to me like this was not making the problem worse. All I could think about was Mark taking control and telling me to get on my knees and suck. Sadly, all he did was tell me to practice my walk. For maybe ...

... twenty minutes, I walked around the room. He even had me walk up the stairs and back down. again. Eventually giving me a little bit of praise.

Mark suggested that I stay in the lingerie for a while but asked the girls if they had a dress or skirt that might fit me.

Asling said. I might have something; I'll go check."

While Aisling was trying to find me something to wear, Mark said, "Fionn, I think we should have a chat."

We went to the kitchen. Once we were seated at the table, Mark said, "Are you sure you want to crossdress? I don't want you to do anything you don't feel comfortable with."

"I want to," I said. "I really like the way it makes me feel. I like the way Aoife looks at me."

Mark smiled. "There's a lot more work to do if you want to be convincing. If you want to turn men on, do you want to turn men on?"

I looked down at the floor to gather my thoughts. "Yes, I want to sexually excite men; maybe women too. Aoife is turned on by me dressing like a girl."

Smiling, Mark said. "Ok, I can help you. I still have a few bits and bobs in my wardrobe you could use."

Just then, Aisling returned. "I've got this." Holding up a very short denim skirt.

Mark took it from her and told me to stand up. He then held it against my waist.

"Just the right length to excite, but not short enough to be slutty." He said.

Mark handed me the skirt. "Put it on, then."

I slid the skirt up my legs, enjoying the sensation. Mark stood behind me and zipped the ...