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My start to sisterhood  

erika125cd 66T
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6/13/2020 12:08 am
My start to sisterhood


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So I left Tina’s and I was skipping the way home with a smile my face I couldn’t sleep as I was reliving the events of the night. And what Tina whispered as I left her. I was excited so much so that sleep didn’t come easy, but I finally succumbed the sandman. When I awoke about noon, I had pinch myself see if I was dreaming. I laid there as I tried relive the night before and wondered if what Tina told was real.

I hopped in the shower and was still reliving last night and my cock was growing and I couldn’t help myself but take it in hand and work it it’s 4 1/2” hardness. I had the vision of my kiss, the softness of Tina’s breast, the hardness of her nipples, the smell of her femininity and the feeling of having Tina impaled on my cock and me exploding deep in her, I stroked myself into a quick explosion of ecstasy.

As I got dressed, I was thinking of the things I needed discuss with Tina as the phone rang. It was Tina telling meet her at the park. I rushed there and we arrived at the same time. We kissed and hugged tightly. I loved the feeling of her breast pressed against me. I hoped that she loved the feeling of me held tightly her as well. We sat and talked for an hour about the night before. We expressed our feelings for each other. How we felt with our encounter, but there was one linger question I had ask her, was she serious about making her sister….

Her answer was an emphatic YES and I was in ecstasy. I was going become the girl of my dreams and I was getting a sister. Tina was also happy that we would become sisters and she would help me in this endeavor. In fact, she insisted starting right away which had orgasmic. The only thing would be is that should we have sex it would only be oral. A little disappointed because the feeling I had while deep inside Tina, I agreed.

As we walked back Tina’s house, we talked about what our plan would be bring into the sisterhood. How she would help with the basics, make-, mannerisms, hairstyles and what my “style” would be. One thing about being one of the girls I didn’t anticipate was the monthly friend that every girl experiences. Tina said feel like a real girl I would have experience this, and I was wear pads at the same time she did, I would have change them just as she did. I brought that I would have difficulty as I went an -boys high school. So, we compromised and gym days I didn’t need wear one until after gym class. She also insisted that whenever I had pee that I do it sitting down. I was getting my indoctrination into the sisterhood.

When we arrived at Tina’s we went her room, where she brought out a pair of her shoes and had put them and walk around. They were a low heel, but high enough still be a little difficult walk in. I was getting the hang of it and was feeling comfortable. Tina had sit in her makeup chair and started pluck my eyebrows, that was uncomfortable. She didn’t go far so that I didn’t have people question about them, especially my family. Luckily, I wear glasses, so my brows were somewhat obscured. I walked around her room some more in her heels. I was really finding it easier the more I walked, so Tina had me moving my hips more by stepping one foot in front of the other instead of walking like a boy in heels. We didn’t chance having me putting on a bra and panties as her family was home.

It was time for me head home so we made plans for us get together during the week. Tina did give a few pointers for practice at home or whenever alone. Becoming one of the girls wasn’t going be easy but I was so excited be my way.

More my growing pains into the sisterhood and a surprise Tina had for ………..

Life may not be the party we hoped for. But while we're here we might as well DANCE!
Yesterday's a memory, tomorrow's a dream . . .Enjoy today!
Hugs, Erika!


erika125cd 66T
60 posts
7/8/2020 11:59 pm

I love people reading my story. Any one have comments or questions?

Life may not be the party we hoped for. But while we're here we might as well DANCE!
Yesterday's a memory, tomorrow's a dream . . .Enjoy today!
Hugs, Erika!


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