Whatever Your Heart Desires Ch. 02
Keywords: Heart, Whatever, Desires, 02, Your, Ch.,
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That left one final stop for our first afternoon outing. With all of Danielle's feminine finery, the idea of body hair was repugnant. I had already had mine removed via ultra-light treatments and had made the first of several appointments for Danny. I could have settled for shaving, waxing, or using a depilatory cream, particularly at this early stage of his transformation. After all, the ultra-light method of hair removal was "permanent". That was exactly the point. This was another test, to see how committed Danny was to the idea of 'Danielle' – and acceding to my wishes.
I presented it to him in a loving, caring way. It was his choice, I intoned. If he wasn't comfortable with this so soon, he was free to shave his body twice a week and his face twice a day to keep his skin smooth and stubble-free – and endure the nicks, cuts, and razor burn that were part of the process. Either way, I would require 'Danielle' to be hairless but for her scalp and eyebrows or there would be no 'Danielle' at all. I knew what I wanted when it came to my girlfriend's appearance. I was going to play hardball and made certain Danny knew it. Once again, he readily acquiesced to my directive. We left the clinic with Danny appearing to be slightly sunburned – and hairless from his cheeks to his toes.
I couldn't wait to get home to begin putting it all together. Of course, all the lingerie and stockings first had to be folded and put in drawers – "after "I made Danny take all of his male underwear to the trash. The new shoes were stacked in a shoetree in the closet. The negligees were hung on hangers. After a shower, I treated Danny to a full-body massage with aloe to lessen the sting from his hair-removal session. Then it was time to dress 'Danielle' for our evening's pleasure.
There were two additional surprises for my lover as I prepared her for the night ahead. I produced a pair of superbly-lifelike silicone breast forms placed each one in turn against her chest in its proper position, then marked it. Using a medical-grade adhesive, I attached each breast in its place. The tone of the breast forms would be a perfect match to her skin – once the 'sunburn' faded. The feathered edges blended perfectly with her skin. With a little makeup, there would be no trace of a seam. But for their size (completely filling her DD-cup bras) and firm, thrusting 'done' appearance, everyone would believe the breasts were Danielle's own flesh.
The second surprise was a black calfskin lace-up corset. It was one of six such specially-ordered garments, with more to come. Along with panty- and heel-training, Danielle would also undergo figure-training to achieve that perfect hourglass torso that women covet and men drool over. The laces would not be tightened to the extreme this first time. Her waist would be reduced about two inches, just to get her used to the feeling of constriction. The corset's demi-cups cradled and lifted her DD 'breasts', offering them up for all to see and appreciate.
After tightening the laces and tying them off, I instructed Danielle to roll up a pair of suntan stockings, roll them up her legs one at a time, then clip the tops to the garters attached to her corset. Once that task was completed, I assisted her in buckling on her new black calfskin ankle-strap sandals with platform soles and six-inch stiletto heels. At my direction, she slipped a full-length nylon and lace negligee over her head, allowing it to settle alluringly around her newly-feminized curves. After painting her lips a deep crimson and a few spritzes of "Obsession, "she was ready for me.
In honor of her first true "debut", we enjoyed a light supper and champagne in bed. It turned into a genuine seduction scene, as we took turns slipping bite-sized nuggets of smoked salmon or brie on crackers, a grape, or an occasional strawberry into each other's mouths. We were very touchy-feely, too, filling our fingertips with each other's flesh when we weren't offering up tidbits of food. The touching gave way to kissing and soft, sensual fondling.
I had done FMF threesomes, but never an overtly girl-girl experience. Despite her origins, I was getting into my 'date' with Danielle as exactly that – I mean, "really "getting into it. We spent a long, leisurely hour pleasuring each other orally and tactilely. I came four times – three at the behest of her fabulous lips and tongue, the fourth from manual stimulation of my clit and pussy. "She" came in my mouth, flooding my insides with her thick, creamy cum. For all that, the night was young and so were we.
Once I had laved her to full erection again, I lay her on her back, climbed atop her, then rode her to the first of several more orgasms for me. God, I was "so hot" for her! I teased her unmercifully, squeezing off the base of her fuckshaft as she approached orgasm, not allowing her to cum – even as I thrashed in the throes of ecstasy. I had one final, extra-special surprise for her that night, and wanted her so hot for her release, she would beg me for it. By the time of my fourth orgasm atop her – my eighth so far that night – Danielle did exactly that. With a smile, I climbed off her and prepared myself.
She gaped in astonishment at my strap-on. Danny and I had included dildos and vibrators in our sex play before, but they were always in "me." If I had thought to try them on my husband before, I might have been able to enjoy 'Danielle' much sooner. I was about to make up for lost time and opportunity. I had my lover pay oral homage to my cock a good twenty minutes, getting her used to the idea of having a cock in her mouth like a good little slut. Then, at last, it was time for the Main Event.
I lubed her tight little puckerhole with one finger and a generous amount of "K-Y." After reaming her really good with one finger, I slipped in a second, and later a third. My baby was getting nicely stretched out from my insistent attention. I lubed my cock generously, then slipped a pillow under her to raise her sex to the optimum position. I lifted her legs over my shoulders, placed the helmet of my lifelike cock at her entrance, then slowly, gently entered her virgin pussy. Unknown to her, the mirror image of the 'double-ender' was nestled deeply in my own pussy.
Oh, how I adored the look of shocked surprise in her eyes! Her lips formed a perfect "O" as she exhaled forcefully. I stopped a moment to allow her to get used to this much invasion, wiggled it back and forth just a bit, then pushed a little more into her. I kept up this technique until I was buried in her snatch up to the hilt. By that time, the pain that had been so readily apparent on her face had begun to diminish. I began to fuck her with long, slow, languid strokes, pulling back almost to the point of pulling out completely, then thrusting all the way back in. My ears reverberated with the sound of her moans. My own rising level of excitement kept pace with hers.
When I felt she could handle it, I began to fuck her faster, harder. At the same time, I was lightly stroking her engorged 'clit'. Her hips were bucking, thrusting towards me to impale herself even deeper on my fuck pole. We came together, screaming our lust for each other. Her clitty, pointed at her face, was erupting thick, creamy globs onto her lips and into her mouth. I made certain she swallowed it, wiping up the near-misses with my index finger, then fucking her mouth with it, having her suck my finger clean.
We had reduced each other to limp, spent rag dolls. To my way of thinking, any lingering doubts about the erotic appeal of our revised 'relationship' had been blown completely away. I worded my question to her along those lines.
"What will it be, Sweetheart?", I gasped. "Do we proceed from here, stay where we are, or return to the way we were?"
"Can you be "happy "with us the way we were," she replied weakly, struggling to catch her breath, "after what we just shared?"
I smiled what I hoped was a serene smile.
"My Love, I am "happy "with you, period," I purred. "As to whether or not I can be "content" with our former love life after what we just experienced...."
I tried to keep my face neutral while I searched for the right combination of words to finish that sentence. Danny was nobody's fool in "any "incarnation. He – "she "- was very adept at reading between the lines.
"That is what I thought," my sweet Danielle surmised. "There really is nothing left to decide, is there? We have already made our choice."
She turned her head a little, her eyes beginning to brim with tears.
"I just... hope... we made the right one," she finished.
I kissed her then, with compassion.
"I know," I responded. "It's a big step into the Unknown for both of us, but especially for you. It's got to be really scary, too. Tell me this; do you still love me?"
She nodded, stifling a sob.
"With all my heart."
"Do you "trust "me?", I countered.
She nodded again, perhaps with a bit less certainty.
"I have to, don't I? I mean, without that, we really don't have "anything"."
"What are you afraid of?", I questioned.
A big, fat tear rolled down her cheek, followed by another on the other side.
"I am "afraid,"" she began, "of making the "wrong "choice. We have been together nearly five years and I have cherished every day. If we do this, we won't be the same as we were". I" won't be the same. What happens if you change your mind about us? I would rather "die "than lose you over some damn silly fantasy."
I softly caressed her cheek with the palm of my left hand. I held the hand up, flashing my wedding band.
"Do you see that?
"Yes," Danni sniffed.
I slipped my right hand under her left, displaying "her "ring.
"Mmmm she tastes soooo gooood!" I kept hearing.
After I recovered, they bathed me again.
Finally, I was dressed and brought breakfast.
Afterwards I asked to talk with Diane, privately.
"What is it, my love?" she asked sweetly.
"You might want to turn the monitors off for this conversation," I told her.
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