The Dream
Keywords: Dream, The,
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"Dear Readers, I hope you enjoy this story which came to my mind shortly after coupling with my wife which somehow made me wish she would have taken me instead of the other way round. Well, and then my fantasy ran a little bit wild. "
The Dream
By Greta
Waking up with a sweat, I saw my wife of 10 years laying at my side. Still sleeping. Whow! What a dream I just had. Why couldn't this have been the reality? I mean Andrea knew before we married that I loved to dress up and I asked her to feminise me, but she never wanted to. Oh, before I forget, I should tell you my dream.
We were in our Hotel suite, me wearing my tuxedo and she wore her white bridegown, a vision of beauty. We had just come back from our wedding party. We ran to the bed and threw ourselfs on top, wrestling briefly before she ended up sitting on my chest almost blinding me with her satin and lace. I looked up at her and wondered why she had chosen me. I had asked myself this question already many times.
She was several years younger than me, long jetblack hair with incredible blue eyes, what a rare combination, and she was even a few inches taller than me. A year ago she said she had gone through a nasty divorce and now she was looking for a safe haven.
This was really the only thing I could give her. Just a few months ago my photograph had gone through the papers when I won a huge Jackpot with many millions in the Lottery. Otherwise I wasn't much of a man to look at. Neither tall nor muscular I couldn't impress any woman, and she was certainly way out of my league.
We met while walking on the beach. She had dropped a key and I was the first to see. I picked the key, ran after her and she in return had invited me to a coke. We simply hit it off and in no time I had told her my life story. From then on we met every day. This was two months ago. Now we were married. Whow!
I was so infatuated with her that I had already signed over several millions to her under the condition she'd stay with me at least for five years. Her voice woke me out of my daydream.
"Honey do you like to try something kinky?" I looked up at her surprised.
I mean in those two months she had never allowed me to come close to her, but somehow this made her even more attractive to me. She had told me she wanted us to start like babys in our marriage, from zero. I nodded my head.
"Yes, of course dear, anything you like, I am game."
She smiled at me and slipped off the bed. She quickly undid her gown and led it slide to the ground. I gasped, underneath she was wearing a white satin corset which gave her breathtaking curves, her equally white silk stockings were adorned with little red roses at the top.
Still this didn't make me gasp, it was the fact she didn't wear any underwear and I saw her completely bald pussy.
"Oh my god, you were without underwear during the whole ceremony?"
She smiled at me, nodded and grabbed a bag. From there she took a pink babydoll and matching crotchless panties.
"Gary I got this for your at Fredericks. Isn't it beautiful?"
I broke out in laughter, but then saw her face. She was serious, I stopped.
"I want you to wear this outfit because I know you'll look cute in it. It makes me hot just to think about it, but first I want you to get as smooth as I am. Like I said I want us start out like babies, from zero."
I shook my head.
"Get real dear. This is for women and I am a man. I can't wear this."
She had that look on her face, and I knew she wasn't kidding. My wife was a strong willed person and she always got what she wanted.
"Well, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, but you'll wear this for me because I want to see how cute you look in a babydoll. Do me the favour and wear it for me, ok?"
I still couldn't believe she wanted me to wear a babydoll, but what harm could it be? We were on our own in our wedding suite. So I got up and started to undress.
"Thank you honey, I know you'll look cute. I can't wait anymore."
As soon as I was undressed she took me to the bathroom where she rubbed me with a lotion, except for my crotch area. After a few minutes it started to tingle and then to burn. Finally when I hardly could stand it anymore she let me go under the shower. I knew what wouild happen and soon I had a smooth body like a girls.
Then she told me to sit on a chair and open my legs wide. She started to trim my pubic hair and then put shaving cream around my crotch and slowly shaved my hair away. She looked at me.
"Hmm, shall I shave you bald like me or should I leave some hair?"
I smiled at her.
"Oh, I think it would be nice if I had some hair left."
She nodded. "As you wish."
With a happy smile she finished. "Get up and look at it in the mirror."
When I looked I turned beetred. She had left some hair, right, but it was shaped like a heart.
"That looks so darling, don't you agree honey."
I looked at her. "How could you do that to me? I never can go to the gym anymore like that."
"Don't you worry. You still can workout with me at home. I have some great jazzercise dvds and and I'll give you one of my leotards so you won't look out of the place."
Before I could think of an answer she dragged me back to the bedroom and immediately started to dress me with the babydoll.
The material created a special sensation on my newly smooth skin. My nipples stood up immediately and poked through the flimsy material. This was not my only reaction. She looked down at my crotch where my cock had grown to a size I hardly had seen it before, a full four inches.
"Hmm, I see you like it. Your little princess woke up. Lets see if she likes her crotchless panties too."
I gasped at her words, what princess? "I don't have a princess, I have a cock", I said.
She simply looked at me, smiled as if she hadn't heard me and drew the pink panties over my legs. "Let's enfold your princess in satin, you love it I can see."
My cock got lost in the folds of the material and practically disappeared, only the head was poking through the opening. She lightly touched the head which sent electric waves through my body and she cried out: "Isn't this the cutest sight! Oh, I have just the finishing touch for your princess."
With that she took a pink ribbon and quickly made a big bow around my cockhead.
"There we go, don't you agree this is a cute and feminine Princess now?"
I blushed once again, standing there in my pink babydoll with matching crotchless panties, my cock slightly protruding now wrapped up like a pink parcel. I had to admit this didn't look manly at all. "Oh wait honey, there is still something missing."
Once again she turned and held out pink stockings to me which soon ended up adorning my long smooth legs. Then she got a shoebox and took out some 3 inch pink slippers and put them on my willing feet.
"Oh my god, let me look at you. Yes, excactly as I thought. Sooo cute. When you look like that I can't call you Gary anymore. Hmm, let me see, yes, that's it. Greta is a great name for you. Sit down on the bed and turn your head Greta."
She started to brush my longish hair backwards and took out a pink scrunchie to tie my hair in a high ponytail. Then she applied some pink lipstick, pink blusher and mascara. "Now you are ready. Walk for me Greta and put a little wiggle into it. Then I'll ravish you my pink princess."
I don't know what came over me when she dressed and made me up. It was like entering a different state of mind. As if in trance I did as she told me and only after a few steps I came. I almost doubled over from the intense pleasure. She screamed at me.
"You dirty slut. What did you do? I just wanted to have some fun and you just cum while wiggling your pink butt to me. How do you think you are going to satisfy me now."
I stood there sheepishly, redfaced, head bowed. Totally ashamed I whispered.
"I am sorry dear. I am sorry, I simply couldn't help myself. It just happened."
She got even angrier. "What? It simply happened? Can't you control yourself just a little? I think I have to take over. First you clean this mess and then you come here to the bed and lay on your back. Do it now!"
I wanted to run to the bathroom, in order to take a washcloth but she stopped me in my tracks.
"Oh no, if you behave like a slut you clean it like a slut. Lick it with your tongue. Now!"
I couldn't believe what I heard but her menacing tone and my bad behaviour made my legs tremble.
I looked pleadingly at her but she simply stood there with a very stern face. I bowed my head, sank to the ground in slow motion, bend over even slower and looked at the glistening white puddle for a moment.
She obviously sensed I wanted to balk and quickly stepped to my side. With one move she grabbed my ponytail and pushed my face right into the mess.
"Do it now you slut."
I tentatively opened my mouth and stuck my tongue into the cum, feeling for the first time its texture. It was thick but surprisingly not badly tasting. I couldn't believe it, my cum tasted sweet. I've heard from talknig with the guys their cum was salty, but mine was definetely sweet like candy. After the first hesistant lick I lapped like a dog at my cum puddle until the ground was shining.
"Greta, you are a real slut"; I heard her saying. "You must have liked it the way you were licking and slurping."
Then she pulled me up and we walked to the bed and I lay down. My wife simply climbed on top of me and positioned herself right over my face.
"Lick me good, and try to make me forget why you angered me before."
Then she lowered herself on my mouth and I started to lick her, but she soon took over and started to hump my face riding herself into a frenzy. Her clit bumped continuosly against my nose.
"Oh yes, oh princess, oh yesssss, I'm cummmminng", she cried out and came in a torrent. Her juices washed over my face. "Swallow it all you slut" she screamed so loud half of the Hotel must have heard. "Oh that was a good one for the beginning. Hmmm, and now I want to consumate our marriage my princess.
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Keywords: Dream, The,