My Girl

Alex surveyed himself in the mirror, both his inner and outer reflection declaring that maybe this had gone a bit too far.

Alice was great to him, and he was grateful to have someone in his life who was loving, funny, intelligent, and if he was being a hundred percent honest with himself, absolutely fantastic in the sack. But as long as he was being honest, she was pushy and agressive and didn't take no for an answer. She'd asked /him/ out and paid for everything on their first date, and it had set the tone of their relationship.

And once they'd gotten three dates in and spent their first night together, he'd realized, with handcuffs around his wrists, that he might be trying some new things. And Alex was okay with that. He was pretty vanilla on his own, but not out of close-mindedness. He just had simple tastes. So he took the light bondage, and the cosplay, and the weird, karma-sutra positions in stride.

He heard a knock on the bathroom door, followed by Alice's voice in a mocking sing-song. "Geeze, you're taking a long time. Just like a girl, huh?"

He took one more look at himself in the mirror, then he snapped the bra shut over his chest.

Alex was still red from the full-body wax a couple of hours ago. He slipped on a pink nightie trimmed with black lace. The black bra and panties, in a similar state of laciness, could be faintly seen through the sheer fabric, along with the tops of the stripy pink-and-black stockings. He brushed his dark hair slightly to the side across his face, which was already covered in makeup. Mostly around the eyes, but with a faint sheen of gloss across his lips and a little bit of blush on his cheeks. He finished with the hair, clipping it in place with a little pink bow.

He posed for himself, and felt an embarassing hardness strain against the girly underwear. Too far or not, he made a really good girl. His eyes were fairly large to begin with, and looked bigger and rounder with the mascara. The redness from the waxing and shaving and scrubbing combined with his blush (both makeup and natural) to give him a cute, embarassed look. The hair did a good job of framing his face, hiding little manly elements in his jawline and cheekbones. He was slight, but what muscle he had was mostly in his legs, and the tiny bit of pudge over that made them look smooth and plump.

If it wasn't for the hardon, which he noted (with an embarassed, horny chuckle) could also be seen through the pink nightie, it would be quite easy to mistake him for a girl. A young one, too.

Alice heard the chuckle, and recognized what it meant. It was Alex's "I'm really turned on and not sure how to feel about that" chuckle. She banged on the door again, this time letting a little edge creep into her voice. "Starting without me, huh?" She asked, jiggling the locked door-knob. "You aren't allowed to do that, baby..."

A second later, Alex opened the door, finished clipping on a black choker with a little pink heart to complete the outfit, and gave a twirl. "How do I look?" He asked.

Alice, for her part, looked like sex on legs as usual. She was an inch taller than him if they were both in flats, but she'd pulled on her heels below her stockings, making her absolutely tower over him. Her firm, well-shaped, but not overly-proportioned hourglass figure strained a black nightie, similar to his but smaller and lower cut, and trimmed with pink lace. Her nipples showed through it slightly, along with hints of leather straps and metal buckles. Her long black hair, ending around her midriff, floated around her, the low light and flickering candles reflecting off of it, giving her an eerie halo of highlights above her lean, pretty face. Her teeth parted very slightly and she let out a pleased little pur, slipping a well-manicured finger into her mouth and licking it gently.

"That good, huh?" Said Alex nervously, his hands shaking a little. He looked like an innocent little girl staring down a tigress. It wasn't terribly far from the truth.

"You look perfect. We'll have to see what we can do about your voice though," she said, slipping an arm around his shoulder and herding him back over to the bed. She sat him down on the edge of it and took a step back, looking him over. She hadn't imagined that he'd look like such a loli. He could have just as easily been sitting on a see-saw on a playground instead of sitting on his lovers bed. The way he was fidgeting made her wet.

"So, um." He started, then stopped as she held up a hand. Her other hand went to the front of her nightie, pulling some clasp and letting it fall. She shook her shoulders and undulated her hips, leaving it to float to the floor. Underneath, straps and buckles played across her skin, giving her a shadow of clothing, but leaving everything sensitive exposed. He gulped and felt his words completely leave his mind as she took two slow steps toward him, sashaying her hips.

"The voice," Alice said, letting her own become breathier and more sensual, her tongue playing over each syllable deliberately and individually, "It's all wrong. You've just got to get it right." She kicked one of her legs up on the bed next to him, leaning down and running a single finger slowly up the inside of his thigh. Very. Slowly.

"Um. Uh, um..." He looked away for a second, breathing hard, then looked her in the eyes. "H-How's this?" He asked, his voice in a high falsetto. She rolled her eyes.

"No, not like that... Listen to how I talk," she said, husky, low and quiet. "It's not high, but I still sound like a girl..." Her finger brushed the inside of his panties, running up the little crease between his thighs and the actual matter at hand. "And you want to be a good girl--" it began a journey up the stiff back of his cock. "--don't you, Alex?" His member gave an obedient little throb.

"Okay..." He said slower, closer to his original voice, a pleasing little alto. He tried again, after a second. She could tell he was trying to concentrate, even as her finger neared his slit. It was adorable, really. "Is this any better, Ah-a-a-Alice?" He asked. He was taking his time, rolling his way through the syllables. He took a little too long, and her finger ran all the way over the head of his cock by the end of it, choking him up on her name. It still didn't sound girly, but it was better than the whiny one he'd tried before.

"Better," she said, her finger completing its journey all the way to his base and resting neatly on top of his balls. "Not quite perfect yet, though." She took her finger off for a second, leaving him gasping (and after so little, too. He was enjoying this) and sat lightly on the bed next to him. She put an arm around his shoulders and pulled him. He resisted for a second before he understood what she wanted, and then gingerly sat himself down in her lap. She rested her chin on his shoulder and ran both hands down his sides, much faster this time.

Alex bit his lip and let a cute little "mmph" of pleasure escape. Being touched felt good, even if it was just hands running across him. It didn't hurt that his skin was still sensitive after the wax. Alice nibbled his ear and began another slow drag of her hands up to his chest, her thumbs flicking over his nipples, which were already poking through the nightie and lingerie. She rolled the cute little things between her thumb and index finger before whispering in his ear again. "Try again. Tell me what a good little girl you are."

She savored the feel of his blushing cheek against her face as he, breathy from the feel of her hands working his chest in a way he'd never felt before, tried again. "I-I-I'm a good little girl," he started, his voice shaking, but becoming more feminine by the word. "I l-l-like it when you play with my nipples like that," he continued without even needing her to egg him on. "G-give me some more, ah... It makes me feel... It makes me feel like I'm..."

"A dirty little bitch?"

"I'm your dirty little bitch," he said, breathy, and in that moment, his voice was absolutely perfect. He could have passed for a highschool girl. Alice gripped harder, making him give off a high-pitched little squeal (but this one sounded authentic), and pulled him back with her as she fell into a reclining position. She was enjoying this even more than she'd thought she would. He'd always sounded a little girly when he was really horny, but tonight... He was really getting /into/ it.

"Tell me more," she purred, leaving one of her hands on his chest, the other reaching off into her night-stand.

"I'm your dirty little bitch," he repeated, "I love it when you play with my nipples... I'm so h--... I mean," he faltered, his voice sounding male for a second beore he worked himself up again. "I'm so wet down there." He was blushing even hotter now, and the lump in his panties was looking painully hard. What he lacked in imagination was more than made up for in the cute little feminine quavering in his voice.

"Alex..." She growled in his ear as she undid the top of a jar of a lube. "...Do you want it in your pussy?"

"Pussy?" He asked, confused, before a single, lubed finger slid up between his thighs, under his panties and, faster than he was prepared for... Inside. "Oh god, my, my, my... Pussyyyyy..." He very nearly slipped up, but he caught himself again. Alice was admiring his dedication to staying in character. Admiring enough to reward him with a second finger.

"Does it feel good?"

"It... It feels... Mmmmmy pussy feels good," he said, quietly. His toes curled around hers and he gyrated slowly up and down on her hand.

"I think you can say it louder," said Alice, sliding her other hand into the front of his panties, running her hand gently along his cock.

"My pussy feels good," he repeated, his voice hazy with pleasure, almost monotone.

"Louder!" She said, separating her fingers and twisting them around, widening and stretching him. "Come on, no need to be shy... You're among friends here," she teased, placing a single thumb on top of his slit and slowly rubbing the rest of it with her fingers.

"My pussy feels good!" He cried, perfectly girly again. "My pussy feels so good! I think I'm gonna... I think I'm gonna come soon, Alice..." He wasn't kidding. She slowed suddenly, but it wasn't quite enough, she could feel him twitching in her hands.

"Stop it!" She hissed. "I had so much more planned!" But it was too late. He tightened around her fingers and swelled into her other hand, spasming, and came. The first shot simply soaked his panties, and the second shot clear through it, landing in a small arc on his chest. The third and the fourth pooled with it, leaving his nightie stained with cum.

"S-s-sorry Alice," he mewled, not managing to slip back to his normal voice. "I'm sorry, it just felt so good..."

"Oh, it's alright," she breathed, slipping her fingers back out of him and giving his cock a final, appreciative rub. "I think you enjoyed it more than I expected you to..." She slid out from underneath him, leaving him breathing hard, staring at the ceiling. Quietly, without him noticing, she turned off her webcam.

Her friends were going to enjoy the hell out of this.