Becoming Angie, Pt. 01

BECOMING ANGIE, Part One, by AndieT

Ahh, pure contentment. Here I am, sitting on the veranda of a Spanish taverna, gazing out across the Mediterranean Sea, my hand holding hers tenderly. Her's? Ah yes, that's Susan, my lovely partner. This is the anniversary of the day we first met. We've been together now for ten whole years and we love each other. And the sex life? Absolutely mind blowing. I'm sure I can still feel the cum inside me from earlier. So how did I get from my childhood years as a small boy to the redhead woman that I am now?

From a young age, I had always suspected. I knew that there was something different about me. My parents named me Andrew. At school I preferred to be called Andy. In secret I spelt my name as Andie. As a young boy, I used to look down at this thing sprouting out of me. I knew that only boys had one and I used it to pee, but I was curious to know what it would be like if it wasn't there. And so I'd put my willy between my legs, close my thighs, and then look in the mirror and smile. There, I'm a girl.

When I reached my teens, I looked back to the glam rock era of the seventies and how men had long hair and wore make-up. I made the decision to grow my own hair, and in secret, I'd put on lipstick and mascara and pose in front of the mirror and wonder what might have been, what could have been, and maybe what should have been.

I managed to purchase some female lingerie and would dress up when I was alone and I'd feel special. By my mid teens, I had developed a secret identity. My hair was now long and I'd dyed it an orange red colour to copy my idol, David Bowie's alter ego, Ziggy Stardust. And that's where my secret girl's name came from, after David's wife. By day, I was Andy, working in London, riding my motorbike there and back again five days a week, but at home, in secret, I was Angie.

By my late teens, I was quite tall, but slender. My hair was now dyed auburn and reasonably long, flowing past my shoulders. I got a few whistles from men and it made me feel good. I may have looked feminine but would I dare to dress accordingly and parade myself in public? Could I do it? There's only one way to find out.

When my parents were out, I'd get ready, choosing my outfit from my secret horde. The prettiest satin and lace lingerie, skirt and blouse, or a dress. Apply my make-up, a ribbon in my hair, then my heeled shoes and a handbag. I'd reach the door and then lose my confidence. Having reverted back to Andy, I'd cry. I wanted to be a woman but had to be a man.

During the following years I had girlfriends and engaged in sexual activity with them. I enjoyed the experience but I always felt incomplete. I was nineteen when one such girlfriend commented on how I'd make a good woman. She dressed me in her clothes, applied some lipstick to me, and it felt wonderful. I was dressed as a girl in front of another person for the first time. She found my look a bit of a turn on and slipped her hands up my skirt to fondle my hardening cock through the panties. With her being a girl, and me dressed as a girl, we fucked like rabbits. To this day, I don't know who got the most out of it, my feelings as a potential trans girl or her possible lesbian tendencies. Months passed and we split up.

I eventually left the family home and moved into my very own apartment. Behind my closed door, I transformed into Angie, but it was still a secret identity. I carried on living this dual life for a few more years, but by the time that I reached my late twenties, I could no longer live this secret life. Tired of seeing my mascara streaked cheeks, wet with my tears, I had to live my real life. Now was my chance and I knew that I could do it. I had to before it was too late. I wasn't getting any younger.

As I'd done so many times before, I dressed as sexily as I could, heels, skirt, top, black lingerie, make-up, black hair ribbon, and my handbag. I opened the front door and stepped outside. I stood for a few moments, taking in the enormity of the situation. I swallowed hard, and then clicked my heels on the pavement as I walked past the garden gate and headed for the bus stop. As I walked, the feelings were so intense, a mixture of fear and excitement.

As I stood waiting for the bus I felt very conspicuous, but then a passing motorist tooted his horn at me. I smiled as the driver waved at me. The bus arrived and the conductor held his hand out to assist me with the step and called me miss. I had finally fulfilled my dreams and was now a girl, but more than that, I was being accepted as a girl, and it felt wonderful.

I reached the high street and went shopping, mainly for the sexiest lingerie. I purchased various items including stockings, suspender belts, and a basque. I left the shop and felt breathless and giddy with excitement. I entered a local bar, walked to the counter, and the barman asked if he could help me and called me madam. The way he looked at me and smiled, I think he may have been eyeing me up, maybe to come on to me. I ordered a drink, vodka and coke, and took a seat.

"I love your shoes", said a girl in a husky voice.

"Thank you", I replied.

"May I?" she asked me, indicating the chair next to mine.

"Please do", I replied.

"I'm Susan", she said and held out her hand.

"Angie", I replied, and took her hand. Just a light hand hold in greeting, but enough to make me wonder. She looked to be in her mid twenties with shoulder length blonde hair, wearing a pull on flowery top and a maroon skirt. She had black heeled shoes and a matching bag. She was very pretty with delicate make-up.

We started to chat, mainly about our choice of clothing, our shoes, and our handbags. It was becoming obvious. "Oh my", I thought, "She's like me, I'm sure of it".

I felt happy in Susan's company and we chatted and had a few more drinks together. It must have been a few hours before Susan told me where she lived. It was only a few streets away and she asked me if I'd like to come back with her for coffee. My head was spinning. I said yes and we stood and said goodbye to the barman and exited the bar. Susan hooked her arm through mine and we walked as if we'd known each other forever.

We very soon arrived at Susan's home and she welcomed me inside. I sat at one end of the settee, nearest to an armchair, assuming that she would take the chair.

"Do you take sugar?" she called from the kitchen

"No thank you", I replied.

"Sweet enough already?" she joked. I giggled.

She returned with two cups, placed them on a small coffee table, and then sat next to me.

She placed a hand on my leg. "Hope you don't mind me saying, you've got lovely soft skin. Do you use moisturiser?"

"Thank you. No, it's natural", I answered. Her hand felt very nice on my skin.

I looked at her legs. "Tights?" I asked.

"Nope, stockings" she replied, and then raised the hem of her skirt to show me the stocking top, belt fastener, and bare thigh.

"That looks so hot", I blurted out without thinking. Susan looked at me and smiled.

"Sorry, it's just that I bought myself some stockings and a belt today and liked how they look on you. I just hope that I look as good in mine".

"Show me", she asked.

I opened my shopping bag and showed her my new lingerie.

"Wow, purple. Put them on and show me. I'll leave the room if you want, but you don't have anything I haven't seen before", and then she winked at me. She knew. I was right about her.

Feeling completely liberated, I removed my heels and stood up. I undid my skirt button and lowered the zip. My skirt fell to the floor and she looked at the growing bulge in my black panties. She stood up, took a few steps towards me, and slowly brought her hand towards my satin covered cock. She began to stroke me through the material and it felt wonderful.

Susan leaned forward and our lips connected, then parted, and our tongues touched. I lifted the hem of her skirt and traced my hand upwards, past the stocking top, onto bare flesh, and on to her own panty covered cock. This was my first contact with another cock and it felt amazing. She was hard. I felt the wonderful thrill of knowing that her erectness was because of me. As we fondled each other, our mouths were open, our lips pressed against each other, and our tongues were entwined.

Susan ended our kiss and slowly knelt before me. I knew what was about to happen and I felt happier than I'd ever felt before. She took the edge of my panties and pulled them down, over my hard cock, exposing me to her gaze. She looked at my erect cock, "shaven, very nice", and then kissed it. I felt her tongue licking around the little sensitive hole and I sighed in happiness. If I'd thought that this felt incredible, it was nothing compared to the feelings I experienced as her lips opened and my cock entered her mouth. I stroked my fingers through her beautiful blonde hair as she suckled my cock tenderly.

As she suckled me lovingly, she had her hands behind me and was squeezing my bottom cheeks. I hoped that she'd go further. She did. She pulled my cheeks apart and traced a finger tip around my bottom hole. "Oh, Susan, yes", I gasped. She released my cock to speak. "Relax". I did the best I could as she returned to suckling me.

Slowly and tenderly, she eased her finger tip into my waiting bottom. This was my dream coming true and I sighed the most contented sigh that I could. She pushed further into me and my entire body shivered in delight. She located my prostate and tickled it, causing a wave of pleasure to course through me.

I'd had several sexual encounters with various females, but this felt very special and very loving. She must have guessed that this was my first time and she was very gentle and tender. I was in heaven.

Eventually, she removed her finger and released my cock from between her sweet lips. She stood up and kissed me. "Your turn", she whispered, "take it slowly, and enjoy it".

I began to undress my lover, lifting her top over her head, her blonde hair cascading downwards. She was beautiful. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra and then eased the thin straps from her shoulders. Her small but pert breasts invited my tongue to moisten the erect nipples. I leaned forward and flicked them in turn with my willing tongue.

I then knelt and removed her skirt, and she stepped out of it. Her panties were stretched over her incredibly hard cock. I was about to fulfill a lifelong dream. I rubbed my face across the satin, scarcely believing that this was actually happening. As Susan had done to me, I slipped her panties down, carefully lifting them over her cock. Like me, she was also clean shaven, and lightly scented. My eyes didn't leave her hardness as I slid them down her stockinged legs and off. I stroked a finger up from her testis to the top and then leaned forward and repeated the movement with my tongue. At that exact moment in time, I was the happiest that I'd ever been, and I shed a tear from each eye, tears of happiness.

She was watching my actions and saw my tears. "Oh darling, come here". I stood up and she hugged me. "Your first time, as a girl?" she asked. I nodded. She took my hand and led me to her bedroom.

Standing next to the bed, she stroked my cheeks, gently wiping away my tears "You've kept this inside of you for so long? Oh sweetheart, it's ok, this is who we are".

I replied, "I've wanted this for so long, to truly be me. My emotions are all over the place, and I'm scared".

"Scared of what?"

"Disappointing you".

She turned my head until I rested against her shoulder and upper breast and then she hugged me so tenderly. I looked up into her blue eyes. "Susan, kiss me again". She turned her face to mine and opened her mouth. Our lips connected and we kissed as lovers.

We caressed each other as we kissed. She stroked my back and unhooked my own bralette. She slid the garment from me, and breaking our kiss, she lowered her lips to my nipples. I waited eagerly for the contact and when it happened, the waves of pleasure that coursed through my body felt so wonderful.

She licked my nipples expertly and then slowly traced her tongue down my body. She tasted my navel and I could feel her hair gently brushing against my hard cock. I laid back, eyes closed, and smiling in happiness. She moved lower and I could feel her warm breath on my genitals. Oh my. Her moist lips slowly slid over the end of my cock and as I entered her mouth again, her tongue encircled me. This was sheer bliss, and I gripped the head board.

As her lips moved up and down my cock, I opened my eyes. Susan had moved position so that she could pleasure me, and there within reach was her own cock. I curled my hand around it and moved my own position to bring me closer to it. There was now just an inch between my lips and her cock. Feeling the intense pleasure in my own cock, I was ready to give her the same feelings.

I opened my lips, licked them, and then brushed them against her hardness, then slowly moved them over the head. For the first time in my life, I had another cock in my mouth and it felt magical. As I began to suckle it, my tongue lovingly washed over it and then tickled it under the ridge. My lips moved up and down the few inches inside my mouth and I heard Susan murmur in ecstasy.

After about ten minutes, I removed her hard cock from my mouth and began to lick along the whole length, from her testis to the tip. I licked around the small hole and tasted the nectar of her precum. I squeezed and was rewarded with another large droplet of clear fluid. The taste was wonderful. I then concentrated on her testis, suckling them delicately.

"Oh my god", she uttered, "that feels incredible. Angie, you're a natural". I was so happy.

We looked at each other, and then came together in the most passionate kiss of my entire life. Our wet lips slithered over each other's. Our tongues entwined. My hands roamed all over her beautiful body, eventually resting on the cheeks of her bottom. I squeezed softly and then moved my fingers into the middle and traced the tip of my index finger around the puckered hole.

I broke away from our kiss and placed little kisses on her neck, her shoulders, along her back, until I reached her perfectly formed bottom. She must have realised what was about to happen as she rolled onto her front. I began to lick and kiss both cheeks, getting closer and closer. And there it was, right at the tip of my tongue. I touched her and she sighed and shuddered. I was no longer scared as I was sure that she was enjoying my attention to her body. I licked her delicate hole, pushing my tongue slightly inside her, and she moaned in delight. The feeling of licking her in this sensitive area was intense and wonderful.

While I pleasured her, she twisted her body to enable her to reach my cock which slipped between her lips. Her hand gripped my length and she stroked me up and down as she suckled me. I also changed position so that I could suckle Susan while also stroking her.

We both laid there, in unison, enjoying the pure delight of having each other's erect cocks in our mouths, suckling together. While Susan stroked my naked back and bottom, I stroked her bottom and along her legs. This was making love from the heart, and my heart's desire was finally being fulfilled.

We rolled together on the bed as we continued to pleasure each other orally. A feeling began to rise deep within me and I started to writhe. I took her cock out of my mouth.

"Susan", I whispered, looking at her with my cock in her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked at me.

"I'm going to cum very soon".

My words made her suck harder, her tongue curling around me. I felt my orgasm rise, sending tingles along my spine, all the ways to my toes. I started to moan as the tingling rose up my cock, and, "mmmm, aa".

My orgasm reached the point of no return and I squirted my first spurt of cum deep into her warm moist mouth. She also moaned as she felt the thick hot liquid on her tongue. Another squirt, and another, and another, over and over. I could hear her swallowing it all, and as she did, her own orgasm started to build. I wanted nothing more than to bring this lovely lady to orgasm and was thrilled as she reached her peak.

My lips and tongue felt her cock spasm as the warm cum exploded into my own mouth. The feeling was wonderful and I lost count of how many spurts coated my tongue. I savoured the taste and feelings before allowing her fluid to trickle into my throat. And then I also swallowed. I felt an immense feeling of pleasure having experienced making love to this very special woman, and a very beautiful woman she was too.

We both stayed in our embrace, gently suckling each other as both of our cocks began to soften. And then I moved my position and we came together in a passionate kiss, the taste of each other's cum fresh in our mouths.

"Oh Angie, that was wonderful", she whispered.

"Yes it was", I replied.

Susan pulled the sheets over us and with our arms around each other, we fell asleep.