Patti's Princess (1 of 3)
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By JessicaC
Cousin Patti, my Sister Monika, and Sam were very close growing up, often enjoying dressing up in girls’ clothing when they were together. This would have been normal if Sam was short for Samantha, but Samuel was his given name. Patti often said that come her wedding day, Sam would be Patti’s Princess. The time has come today…
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I’m Samuel Conrad, and Cousin Patti’s wedding was yesterday at 6:00 p.m. This morning, I awoke to another man’s voice. It's Matt, the groom's cousin, next to me, and his hand slips from my hip to between my legs, saying, “Sam, please wake up, I want to make out with you one more time. Your sister just called to see if you are here. She says she will be down to talk to you.”
He leans over to kiss me, and surprisingly, I kiss him back as he pushes my hip to move it over into a position which I comply with. I’m surprised by what I am doing and that I have a camisole on. Matt is seeking to get the panty I’m wearing out of his way. Though I’m not into guys, I know what he’s seeking to do, and for some reason, I’m not repulsed?
“My sister’s coming!”
Matt tells me, “Please, I’ve been waiting over an hour for you to wake up so we can make out again. (Again) Please, she’ll probably take thirty minutes to get down here, so we have time. And you have me feeling so horny!” I can’t believe I find myself rolling toward him as though it’s normal.
He lifts me as he is already positioned; one of his hands slips in with a gooey gel. He begins to push himself into me. I smile in anticipation.
There’s a knock. “Sam, open the door; I know you are in there with Matt. Now open the door. I need to talk to you.” Matt is just inside me, and he quickly pulls out.
“Patience, patience,” I frantically get up grabbing the comforter around me as I head for the door. I look back as Matt grabbed his pants and is going into the bathroom. As I open the door Monika enters pushing her way in, “Good you are still in Samantha mode. I need to help you get ready. We are going to breakfast and then we'll be coming back for Patti and Robert opening their wedding gifts.”
I say, ‘I can’t believe I’m I in a camisole and panties, and how is it I’m here with Matt? I look around, and there’s Cami’s pretty white n’gold dress hung up with her shoes on the floor with a bra, panties, and a half slip on a chair.
Monika told me, “Sam, you need to take a quick shower, and I will help you get dressed and made up.”
“Nika, I’m capable of getting ready myself. Just leave me alone.”
She says, “But you will need help with your makeup and hair, so get to it.” Now things start coming back to me as I look at the pretty white and gold dress, remembering I wore it last night. I make my way to the bathroom as Matt is coming out with his pants on, and still buttoning his shirt. I drop the comforter as I enter the bathroom and close the door.
I turn on the water in the shower, waiting for it to warm up. Monika knocks and starts to come in before I think to lock the door. I scurry into the shower and pull the curtain. “Nika, get out of here I am taking a shower!”
“Sorry, I’m not waiting out there with your boyfriend. How did you hook up with him so fast, anyway?” The room goes silent with a pregnant pause. Monika says, “You don’t remember, do you?”
Again, I stay silent, “Did you make out with him? …You did, didn’t you?”
I confess, “I don’t remember, Sis.” My sister giggles. I say, “Nika, it’s not funny. All I remember is Patti’s Maid of Honor and Cami saying I needed to go with them to be Patti’s Princess.”
“So you’re telling me you let Cami and Barb dress you up into that cute little dress? What’s the thing about Patti’s Princess?”
I remind her, “You remember when we were growing up and went over Patti’s and we would play dress up? I was nine or ten when she first told me, ‘You will be my princess when I become a bride.’ She told me that again when I was twelve when we became teenagers and again when we were sweet sixteen.” …My sister giggles, “Boys don’t become sweet sixteen or a princess.”
“Well, Patti became very upset with me when I did not go to the same university as her. So when I went to get my Master’s, I agreed to go to her University for my graduate degree. She learned Cami and I was the same size, once when I visited her. Once, when we were alone, she made me wear one of Cami’s dresses. I tried to refuse, but I knew it was breaking her heart, so I did as she wanted.”
“You let Cousin Patti force you to do something you didn’t like?” I saw Nika becoming angry.
I say, “Nika, she didn’t force me to do anything I didn’t... She just sees me as Samantha and her Princess.”
“I can’t remember last night except that I was happy, and now I’m remembering pieces.” I do not realize I am getting out of the shower until Nika is helping me to get dry and she hands me a fresh pair of panties and a white lacy bra. She leaves the bathroom and comes back bringing the dress and the slip.
“Ha, I thought I saw your legs are shaved. …Wait a minute, put on the pantyhose and then the slip.” I sit and roll up one leg of the pantyhose as I begin to put it on. I see my toenails are painted a pretty red, and I remember Cami painting my nails. My fingernails are the same color with a high gloss coating.
“They are pretty, aren’t they?” My sister says? My eyes tear as Sis brushes her hand through my hair and then touches my cheek. I stand to complete putting my pantyhose on, ‘my pantyhose’. Nika hugs me.
She hands me the half slip, which I put on with the cut-away properly in place aligned with the dress. Then Nika causes me to pause. She puts pads in the cups of my bra and is now ready to help me with the dress. The back is unbuttoned as I raise my arms, and she begins to help place the dress on over me. Letting it fall as my hands are properly through the straps. I smooth the front into place, turning my back to Nika as she positions the back and buttons it from behind. I feel her clasp the top and remember Cami doing the same last night. Like then, I twirled around without thought and saw the joy on Nika’s face as I had seen on Cami’s.
Nika stoops, helping me into my heels, and then she asks, “Where is the jewelry you were wearing last night?” We’re out in the room, and I spot the jewelry on the table near the bed. She allows me to put on the bracelet but then asks me to sit. “We need to do a good job on your makeup and hair before putting on the necklace. Please let me do them, people won’t be comfortable at breakfast with a man dressed as a woman.”
“But I am…” Nika puts a finger over my lips to be silent. “Samantha, please watch and learn,” she says.
“But I don’t need to…” I respond as she again puts her finger to my lips.
“You are twenty-three, and last night you looked like a seventeen-year-old debutante. Somehow, I don’t see this being your last time as Samantha.” Placing on the concealer and foundation, it is like Sam’s face is being erased. Samantha begins to show as she adds makeup and a little blush to my cheeks. Then she asks me to hold an ice cube to my ear. I see a good-sized needle and know what she is doing, and for some reason, I don't protest. She pokes the needle through my ear and then a diamond stud earring into it. Sis steps back and then reaches forward to mark my other ear. She looks again and then removes the ice cube I’m holding on that ear. There’s the poke of the needle, and the stud goes in right after.
She uses a little alcohol to dab each ear. I see a hint of red on the cotton-ball and look down to make sure there's nothing on Cami's dress. I hadn’t noticed Nika covering up the dress but there're white towels on both shoulders. She leaves them as she finishes my makeup and then begins to brush and style my hair. “Now come look here in the mirror and see yourself.”
“Now that is why I waited for the mascara,’ my eyes tear. O Samantha, I have always wanted to do up your pretty eyelashes. They are naturally pretty, and a little mascara sets off your eyes so beautifully.” She lets me look, and I get my purse ready to go out. I opened up the purse, and Nika saw a tampon. “Way to go, girl. I guess you are one of us.” She reaches into her purse and takes a comb, tissue, and a small mirror to go into my purse. I took the lipstick she used and placed it in my purse.
I check my fingernails, and one nail on each hand has a scratch but one needs to stare to see them. “You will just need to suffer through that; we don’t have time to redo them.”
We are preparing to leave when Matt knocks on the door and comes back in. “Are you going to be staying another night?” he asks.
Nika says, “Our parents haven’t decided, but I think we are leaning to stay and go home tomorrow.” A smile comes to Matt’s face, and Nika and I can’t help but giggle.
We’re going down the hall, waiting as the elevator opens, and we go down to the third floor and my parents’ room. I’m now getting nervous and pause halfway down the hall. Nika asks, humorously, “Getting cold feet, Samantha? Mom wants me to remind you they saw you last night. They are pretty sure they are taking two daughters to breakfast.”
I follow Nika to their door, and Nika whispers, “My brother is a little hottie. How does that feel?”
“I’m still a little sore,” I say.
My Sister winces, “TMI, I didn’t want to know that much. I’m just asking, is being dressed as a woman an enjoyable experience?”
I decide not to tell her quickly, and I am remembering some more of the night before. I could remember looking in Matt's eyes as he was lifting me and I helped guide him to me. I moan as he enters me, and I can feel him… “Yes, I think it was very good.”
“You just remembered some more didn’t you,” she asks, as Mother opens the door. Nika and I burst out laughing as Mother is asking, "What is so funny?" We’re laughing even harder while we shake our heads ‘No’. And I am not used to a dress as I flop down in a chair and my skirt flies up.
“Sit up and act properly as a young woman if you’re going to dress as such.” Mother is now a little upset and our Father is coming out of the bathroom. “What is the fuss about?”
“Your daughters are acting up and the youngest doesn’t quite know how to be a lady. So you two tell me what is so funny?”
“Please mother not right now,” Monika pleads and Mother catches on.
“O, okay I’ll talk to you two later, agreed?” We agree but now I am not finding things too funny.
“Sam, you look a lot like your Mother and sister.” Dad pauses, “I’m not sure if I should say this but you are quite pretty.” I bounce up, holding the skirt of my dress down and give my father a kiss on the cheek. And now everyone is quiet.
Nika steps forward with a tissue to wipes Dad’s face, “I bet you never expected that from your grown son?”
“Everyone pick up your purse and let us get going. I don’t want to be the last ones there,” my father says.
It is almost 9:00 a.m. when we get to the restaurant for breakfast. I’m embarrassed as I forgot about Grandmother, but she is patting the seat next to her for me to come and sit with her. Mom pushes me her way and I go and sit next to Grandmother. “Grandma, I am sorry that I am acting crazy like this, I don’t mean to embarrass you.”
“Samantha, Patti already checked with me last week to make sure I wouldn’t be upset with you in a pretty dress. Don’t you remember many of your dress up games were when I would babysit you three? Now be a good girl and let’s enjoy the day. This is for Patti.”
After we place our orders, Nika and my cousin Sandy say, “We’re going to the restroom.” Nika comes back to tell me that includes me. Sandy and two of Patti’s friends, Paula and Cami want to see me go in the women’s restroom as well.
When I come out of the restroom my parents are standing there an ask me to go outside with them. They are very upset. Mom speaks, “Sam, you were very out of line in embarrassing everyone by going into the Ladies room. We want you to go back to the hotel with Dad. He will take you and we want you to change back to Sam’s clothes and to forget this nonsense! I don’t want a second daughter.”
“So you understand that goes for me too,” my father says! “Now let’s get going. I’ll bring you back, and if the others are done, we can have breakfast together.”
I'm upset and say, “No discussion? Sorry, but I’m twenty-three. I won’t embarrass you by going back in, but I will walk back to the hotel without your help. I am sure Patti expects me at the gift opening. So I will be there but I will try to stay away from embarrassing you but please Patti. Then I will get my stuff and go back to my old apartment or go to New York City.”
Mom emphatically says, “You can’t walk back to the hotel in those shoes you will ruin somebody’s pretty shoes, plus you’ll twist your ankle.”
“Well I am stubborn enough to try and I will walk in my bare feet if I have too.”
Mom laughs, “Have fun trying to get down to your bare feet with pantyhose on.” Even I was not successful in holding back a laugh, but I do set out walking back from the restaurant to the hotel. That is a visible distance, but it might be as much as a quarter to half-mile away.
Within the first two hundred feet, I have two vehicles stopping to offer me a ride. One was a guy in a pick-up who has trouble with the word ‘No’ until I use my male voice. The second vehicle is Cami and my sister. They aren’t fully on my side but they’re supportive and aren’t leaving me alone to walk back. Cami spoke, “Patti will need to understand Sam if you decide not to be her Princess for the opening of the gifts. I know she really appreciated last night and holds you to be her younger twin sister.”
“So you believe as I do, Patti wants her Princess there? I just wish I had something else to wear.”
Nika speaks up, “Sam, I have your clothes in my room. When I packed it up it looked like half the clothes haven’t even been worn.”
“I meant an outfit or another pretty dress.” They both giggle under their breath, already knowing what I meant. Cami drives past the hotel without a word. “What are you doing,” I ask?
“Kohl’s is down another mile and I know they’re having a good sale this weekend.” I smile as I will have their help in making a good selection.
Nika asks, “What do you prefer, a skirt and blouse or another dress? Can we share our thoughts, we’ll leave the decision up to you Samantha?”
I’m nervous as Cami is pulling into a parking space at the store. “Do you think I look alright to go into the store?” Cami turns to me reaching her compact, and brushes a little blush on my cheekbones and asks for my lip gloss. I give her my lipstick but she reaches into her purse and pulls out lip-gloss and coats my lips till all areas are shiny. “Let the lip-gloss set before you close your lips.”
I wait over two minutes and awkwardly ask, “When will it dry?”
“It is set, we can go.”
But I say, “It’s still wet.”
“That’s why they call it lip-gloss, your lips are luscious?” I parse my lips and she is right. I think, ‘A boy shouldn’t have lips like this.’ Then it dawns again I am now Samantha and I get a big grin.
As we are walking to the store, Nika tells me, “Stand straight and don’t round your shoulders like that."
“But I don’t want my chest standing out like I’m a girl.”
Nika says, “That is exactly what you want or others might look harder and see a boy in a dress. You know Mother would never let her daughters slouch like that, so be a good girl and straighten up.” I straighten up and notice by our shadow and then in the store windows, we are three girls entering Kohls.
Once in the store, Nika quickly knows the layout and tugs me in tow. We first look at dresses and find two we like. I and Cami like one dress that Nika says would do. We all like a halter style sun dress. It is white with various spring blossoms on the upper portion and vine-like scrolling along the skirt. I try it and step out of the changing room. Nika asks me to turn around, and then says, “Luckily this bra adjusts for a halter top but we should get another bra better suited for this.”
I’m sad as I love the dress but I am not buying it and a special bra. I’m not likely to ever wear either again. While I am still in the dress, Cami pulls me over to select some skirts. Nika picks out a layered skirt that is very pretty and festive but it is way too short for me. With Cami and Nika’s help, I select two other skirts and I am sent back to the dressing room.
I quickly hand out the first dress and then as I change out of the sundress I hang that one out as well.
I hear Cami saying to my sister, “There aren’t many guys who can wear size 6 dresses and look as good as Samantha. I don’t want this to be a problem but I still want Samantha as Patti’s Princess. Patti thinks the world of Sam. I’m not sure but somehow Patti sees this as keeping Sam close to her.”
Nika says, “They consider themselves twins, ‘twin sisters’. They are very close like our mother and Patti's mother are. Sam even looks more like the women on mom’s side of the family. Even our father at your sweet sixteen party, joked that ‘Samantha takes after our mother more than I do. As a gag gift, Sam received a gift card to have his nails done with Patti.”
“That would have been cute to see, did Sam throw a fit? I bet Patti pulled him along telling him not to sulk.”
“So Patti told you, huh?”
Cami giggles, “No, I was joking; you mean she did?”
“Patti even wanted Sam to get his ears pierced along with her.”
Someone asks, "Hey, Samantha what is taking you so long?”
“I’ve already tried on one skirt and it’s a ‘No’ without even asking. I’m almost into the one you’re forcing me to try.” It is the pretty three layer skirt that I am too short.
One of them hands me a top over the changing door. “Try this top with that skirt?”
I didn’t want to say it but the skirt is cute and fits nicely. I like how it moves and looks. I notice the blouse was on one of the racks near the skirt and by the same designer. It is not a surprise that they look good together. As I come out Cami says, “That answers my next question, if you got the lace body shaper on. It really helps your waist and your hips to stand out better as well.”
“It is a bear to get on, but as you say it really helps the girl look.”
“The shape-wear is already paid for so you can keep it one if you wish,” Cami says. “You'll look like Patti's twin but hers is white.” Cami sees my surprise that Patti would need one. “Patti is just vain enough and wants to look her best.”
Nika and I chime in together, “She is truly beautiful this weekend for her wedding.” We hooked pinkies and made a wish like when we were kids.
I chose to go with the skirt and blouse, but they also brought over the sundress, a light yellow bra and panty set, along with several packages of pantyhose. “I’m not buying all that!”
“No, we’ll buy it but it will all be yours. We think you should wear the dress to the gift opening,” Cami tells me.
“Don’t I even have a say in that?”
Nika says, “You can say thank you if you want.”
Cami spoke up saying, “I saw a nice pair of sandals with 3” heels that you should have as well.” We all go and look at the sandals she's talking about. I try them on agreeing they look and feel great. Nika says, "They are very nice and will go with both outfits. They're even reasonably priced..."
To be continued...
Patti's Princess (2 of 3)
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Sam, Cousin Patti and Sister Monika were very close growing up;
often enjoying playing dress up in girl's clothing when they were together. This would be normal if Sam were short for Samantha, but Samuel was his given name. Patti had often said that Sam would be Patti’s Princess come her wedding day. By Jessica C Copyright © 2013 Jessica C
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Chapter 2
We’re back at the hotel, walking in just behind my parents and the breakfast crowd. I go straight to Nika’s room, not wanting trouble. I quickly undress to take a shower. Nika gives me a new razor and some Silksense gel for my legs, that I use with under my arms as well. I’m not a very hairy male, but the feel of everything shaved sends Goosebumps down my arms and legs. Even my nipples tingle, though I know it has to be only in my head.
I step out of the shower and I’m patting myself dry before I notice Nika watching me. “Little brother, being Samantha agrees with you doesn’t it?" She helps, pat dry my hair before twisting a towel turban style around my head. She shows me how to cleanse and moisturize my face. I like the feel as well as learning what she shows me, but I tell her, “You are wasting your time and mine. This will end here today.”
“I’m not so sure Samantha, maybe Patti knows something we are not willing to admit. You might not be a Princess after today, but I expect there's a good chance we’ll see more of Samantha. Being a woman seems more natural for you.”
She says, “Tell me what happened last night with Matt; I sense you have been remembering the night as the morning moves along?”
“You’re right I have, but all I care to say is Matt was good and he treated me with love and care. When I woke up this morning he told me you were coming. His hand slid down my body and he kissed me. I didn’t know what had happened but I knew it was okay. The only thing I don’t like is only being able to remember after the experience.”
Nika helps me to get ready for seeing Patti and Robert. Cami and other bridesmaids come to Nika’s room and they either like seeing me as Samantha or are amused. I guess Patti sent them to ensure Samantha's coming. It is a joy when we arrive to the room given for Patti and Robert to use for opening gifts. Patti arrives early hoping to see me. When we hug the sensation of being Samantha and hugging Patti emotionally moves me. When Patti sits down, I sit on the floor near her feet.
When Robert comes in and sits next to Patti, he comments, “You know Sam, you are my biggest competition for Patti’s heart. I am sorry but it warms my heart to see Samantha being so beautiful.” Patti looks to me with affection and hoping my feelings are not hurt.
“Samantha, I have a gift that I didn’t get to you rehearsal night.” She hands me a small box beautifully wrapped. I’m careful in opening it and recognize the box usually being for jewelry. I open the box and find a delicate three chain gold necklace. Without thought I move to tears as Patti lifts the necklace and I bare my neck as she puts it on me. I'm glowing while my eyes are wet. In my most delicate voice I say, “Thanks Patti and Robert, it is so special and I’ll treasure it always.”
Patti reaches to the table behind her and brings forward a crown of baby’s breath. I bow my head and let Patti sweetly crown me her Princess. Unexpectedly Matt comes up and offers me his hand to stand and go find a seat with him. Luckily my parents are late as usual and arrive after we sit.
Matt gives me a hug and I lean my head on him and notice Nika taking our picture. I am confused as emotions come back and I feel attracted to Matt, despite my inner turmoil. While Patti and Robert open their gifts, my mind is swimming in thoughts of Matt and me. I decide if he wants me tonight that I want to experience our time together.
I find myself wanting to dance with him as well as visit and to go to bed with him as the cap of a beautiful time together. ‘But I wonder does Matt see me as Samantha or Sam. I don’t want to be a trophy or just another girl or guy he has.’
I am back watching Patti and Rob, with my fingers running over necklace. With each gift I see a little of their dreams and the love of others unfold. I am very sentimental now. Our Grandmother has given her a large crocheted covering for their table or Patti’s bedroom furniture. Patti looks to Monika and me as we appreciate the gift and know the hours it took to make. I can’t help but go to Patti and look more closely. Thankfully Nika joins me; hopefully it wouldn’t be offensive to our parents.
We are now drafted to help hand them gifts. They receive more personal gifts like a quilt made by Patti’s mother, a grandmother clock made by Robert’s grandfather. A grandmother clock is about six inches smaller than a grandfather clock and a bit narrower. Robert tells everyone that it will travel well as they’re hoping one day to have their own home.
Our great Aunt in Luxembourg has sent a large heavy box marked fragile. Inside are smaller boxes wrapped with wedding paper? They open a few and find a note about the eight place set of Old Luxembourg Villeroy Bach china made in their country. Come the end of their honeymoon they are to stop in Luxembourg to meet our family members there. This gift suggests the warm reception they will receive. We hear on their way back from Greece they are to stop in Luxembourg for two nights.
I know I am among many who feel our gifts are pale in comparison. For me there is no surprise that Patti works hard to treat every gift as special. Her big heart motivates me to try and be like her.
It is 1:30 p.m. before all the gifts are open and Robert announces a buffet is awaiting us in the next room. Patti’s Mom and Dad are surprised because they did not order or pay for it. It’s a gift from Robert and Patti. Patti whispers to me, “We want you and Matt to sit with us.”
“I am afraid it would offend my parents and mark this occasion with awkward feelings.”
“Robert and I plan to be dancing between 9:00-11:00 tonight and I didn’t get a chance to dance with you at the reception. I hope I get a chance to dance with my Princess tonight, okay?”
“If I can I also have a dance with Robert?”
“Sam, you looked beautiful last night and seemed to enjoy being Samantha when you weren’t covering it up by acting silly. I hope today you will just relax and enjoy being my Princess.” She says, “You should ask Cami’s help to go find a cute outfit to dance in tonight?”
I become shy saying, “She already has; I have a tiered skirt and pretty blouse for later.”
Patti pulls me to her for a hug, “O Samantha, I am so happy for you. If you would like come to our room, I will redo your nails. Just remember not to wear your pantyhose.”
“Can I wear this dress and wait till this evening to show off my new outfit?”
Patti mumbles under her breath, “O Samantha, you really are a girl.” Turning back to me she is radiating, “Samantha, I think that is a really good idea. You can enjoy this pretty dress and then show off your new skirt and blouse outfit. Why don’t you come to the bridal suite about a half hour after we stop eating?” We hug and Robert also gives me a hug as we go our separate ways.
Just over a half hour later, I knock on their door and Robert welcomes me in as he's stepping out, “I will leave you girls on your own.” I look to him as I realize he said us girls. Patti hugs me from behind, “He means that affectionately.”
Robert looks to me and I say, “Thank you Robert, I am so glad you are Patti’s husband.” He leaves closing the door behind him.
Patti has a table with two chairs and the table is well supplied for cleaning and painting my nails. She leads me over, saying “I am glad you took off your pantyhose.” After we are seated, she lifts my leg running her hand over it. “I see you shaved your legs this morning. Do you like how smooth and pretty they are?”
“Yes, but I don’t think I should.”
“Samantha, you have dressed as a pretty girl as long as we can remember; when are you going to relax and acknowledge that it is part of you?”
I worriedly say, “But my parents don’t like it?”
Patti, “Your parents won’t accept you until after you accept yourself. I am not telling you how to live your life. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t have girl clothes that you enjoy now and then?” She’s right but I didn’t think anyone knew.
She is cleaning my toes and fingers and working around the cuticles and shaping my nails.
“Your sister, mother and even your old girlfriend Carol knows as well as Cami, my mother and Grandma. If you think you are perfect in hiding things you are dreaming.” My look gives me away, but I am kind of happy she told me. It goes well with my wanting to enjoy the day as Samantha. Quicker than I thought possible, Patti is putting on a second coat of a pretty plum polish. “Now sit and talk to me as your nails dry.”
Patti undresses and puts a robe on in front of me as she goes into the bathroom. The door is open and we can see each other as we visit. She is cleansing her face, brushing her teeth and then begins to pretty up again. I am enthralled with how she is giving herself a different look. “I am doing my makeup light now, come this evening I will touch it up and give it more color.”
“You taught me that before. If it wasn’t for you, I would appear as a boy in girl clothes. Can you tell me what I should do with Matt?”
“What do you want to do where Matt is concern?” I blush knowing she is not surprised. “How were you two last night?”
“That is my problem, I can’t fully remember and what I do is only memories. I don’t remember what it felt like having him…” I knew I was saying too much.
“You seemed to be enjoying being Samantha before and with Matt. I thought someone was going to hear a scream this morning when you woke up with him.”
“That is part of my problem; I don’t know what really happened. When I woke up this morning he kissed me and then began to touch. It felt nice to be with him.”
Patti asks, “Were you Sam or Samantha; how did he see you?”
I try to think back, “I’m not sure about either.”
“I suggest you limit yourself to one drink tonight in case you go to bed with him again. We want you to enjoy and remember.” I’m blushing and Patti is enjoying it. “Come here, you’re precious Samantha,” her arms engulf me for a gentle hug.
The conversation changes and I soon excuse myself to go find a newspaper to read. I go to the lobby and find a newspaper and with a cup of tea find a comfortable chair to enjoy both. My mind is filled with thoughts: Patti said, 'My old girlfriend knew. Is that true, did it mean Carol is accepting of me? How is it people knew when I didn’t know they knew?’
I pick up the sports section but quickly put it down and find myself looking through the advertisements for womyn’s fashions, cosmetics and jewelry. I even wonder what my new job would say about me working in femme. I will be a wholesale clothing sales consultant.
Cami and Nancy, friends of Patti ask to join and visit with me. “Samantha, I like your dress, where did you get it,” Nancy asks? Cami tells her where and when we bought it this morning. “I can’t believe how well you change over from Sam to Samantha.” She runs her hand over my strap and tucks her finger tips to feel inside the material. “Even your shoulders and back …”
We browse the ads showing each other what we like. Nancy shares what she thinks I would look good in as well. I find myself agreeing with ninety percent of her suggestions. Cami suggests, “Samantha why don’t we change and go out to the pool side for some sun?”
Sharing I don’t have a swimsuit or a good pair of shorts, she takes me by the hand to follow her. She takes me to her room and finds a decorative print pair of shorts and small top to go with it. She sends me off to her bathroom to change. I can get the zipper on the dress but not the clasp and ask Cami’s help. Unfortunately Cami is changing herself, and she’s okay with helping me. “You might as well finish changing out here with me. You won’t need the bra with that top, but I should use some makeup on the seams of your breast forms.”
Once we’ve changed we go find the pool side furniture where we can stretch out under the sun. Cami hands me a paperback romance book to read and then spreads a coat of tanning lotion over me. Twenty minutes later Cami says it is time to turn. As I do she comes over to unsnap the back of my top. “I’m not comfortable with that?”
Cami smiles, “Try it, you will get use to it.”
I’m irked as I didn’t want to try it but try as I might in this position I couldn’t get my top back together. In my attempt I started to lift my body, I feel myself coming off my top. Cami and Nancy are no help as they fight off laughing too much to help me. Cami waits until it is time to turn back over to put my top back together. By this time I am relaxing and enjoying my visit with the two of them.
Before dinner time we head back to the rooms to get dressed for dinner and maybe the evening. Cami asks, “Would you like to change into something simple before tonight?”
“That would be nice but I am not going out to buy another outfit already.”
Cami tugs me to the closet and she shows me a pleated skirt and a crocheted top. “They’re both pretty Cami. While a girl with the right looks and body could pull off the top, the top is a bit too small while showing too much for my taste.”
“Well, you are one of the girls who can do it. If need be you can wear this top underneath. It will add some color and hopefully cover just enough to make you comfortable.” I took at all three and make my way to Nika’s room. Here I shower and dress for dinner and ask, “Sis, what do you think of this?”
“If you are wearing your new yellow bra, you should lose the piece under the crochet top. It will look much better.” I try to speak, “No Samantha, you should do it and get over your guilt of looking like my sister. If you’re really a girl let yourself relax and enjoy being you.”
“Thanks Nika, I guess I really need you to be my big sis. I just hope I can grow up quick enough so I don’t to wear out my welcome in bothering you.”
“You just take your time and figure out who Samantha is?” I use body powder on my torso and in my panties and a deodorant that Nika hands me for my underarms. It helps to make me feel dry, smooth and kind of secure as I get dressed.
First I put on my yellow bra and the crochet top to let Nika know I consider her idea, but once I'm over the shock that its just my bra is underneath I like the look. Together with the skirt it is a real nice look. I put on a pair of footies instead of hose and ask, “Nika does this look alright?”
“I like it if you are wearing flats,” which is my intention. Nika has me put on the concealer as she begins to brush my hair. “Where did you get so good? I knew you cross dress, but I didn’t know you went this far,” Monika shares.
“I don’t really, but I am learning a lot this weekend,” I say.
She comments, “And did you learn to roll over for another boy this weekend?” I thought that is nasty, but I look at Nika and I can tell she is neither joking or being critical, just her up-front self.
“I honestly told you this morning, I’ve never done that before and I can’t remember.”
“But if a guy asks, do you plan to do it again?” She doesn’t back off.
“No, unless it’s Matt, I will be back here. I admit, I want to know how it feels.”
Nika sits and pats the mattress for me to do the same. “Hey little Sis, I never thought I would be talking about this to you as my sister. I would like you to take steps to protect yourself physically and sexually. If you would have sex with Matt, how will you protect yourself?”
“I know about the use of condoms?”
She asks, “Yes, but do you have any for Matt to use? Are you even planning to use one? And what about using a spermicidal product?”
I protested, “Nika you are getting too personal!”
She's emphatic, “Too bad, you wouldn’t be the first girl who wants to feel a man and his hot sperm inside you.”
“But I am not even a girl,” I joke.
“Not funny, you look like a girl, guys will seek you out like a girl, and you can get STDs like a girl whether you take it in the ass or have oral sex. I don’t think I really have a chance of talking you out of experiencing him once like that. I only hope I can talk you into practicing safe sex after that.
I can’t joke back; I know Monika is seriously treating me as her sister which I want. I give her a hug and tell her in Samantha’s voice that I will remember. But she’s right I am hoping to spend the night in bed with Matt…
To Be Continued...
Patti's Princess (3 of 3)
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Sam, Cousin Patti and Sister Monika were very close growing up;
often enjoying playing dress up in girl's clothing when they were together. This would have been normal if Sam were short for Samantha, but Samuel was his given name. Patti had often said that Sam would be Patti’s Princess come her wedding day. By Jessica C Copyright © 2013 Jessica C
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Chapter 3
When time came I take my regular purse and walk with Nika to dinner. Richard and Patti have a large table reserved for them, others and us. Nika whispers, “It will be hard for Dad and Mom to get angry with you when the wedding couple has us at their table.”
Patti comes over and compliments, “I like crocheted top Samantha? I see you have someone’s attention.” (Speaking of Matt) I receive a note from Cami, “If no guy is smart enough to take you tonight, I hope you won’t be offended if I ask you as Samantha back to my room?” Other than that dinner is uneventful with the exception that I as Samantha am part of the discussion in looking beautiful.
I follow Nika and Cami back to Nika’s room and we are talking about tonight as we sip a glass of wine. Inside I am excited but don’t plan to let anyone know. Cami finds my skirt and lays it out on the bed with a blue camisole next to it and a sheer printed blouse next to it.
“I’m already uncomfortable with how short the skirt is and if you think I am wearing that sheer top I guess I will be going as me SAM!”
Cami giggled, “O a big tough guy huh? You are as tough as butter; you have been looking forward to tonight since you got that skirt.” She’s right but I have my ego now on the line. I am not baulking.
“Sam,” Nika says nicely, “just try the outfit and if you don’t think it looks good we can change tops or you can go as yourself, how about that?” I agree and they immediately send me to the bathroom to change. Yes I am doing what they want, but I have saved face and this will allow me to use another top or just be Sam. I wouldn’t mind dancing with Cami and spending the night with her anyway.
“Samantha, after you get your skirt and bra on let us know so we can help with make-up and your hair.” The door opens a bit and someone hands a pair of pantyhose. I am glad about the pantyhose and wearing a pair of heels. It doesn’t take long to get dressed. I like the feel of the pantyhose going up my legs and how smooth my legs feel. I tuck myself and I’m using a thin pad to hide my boy parts. I can’t feel the bra holding my breasts, though I do enjoy the look. Finally I step into the small skirt and pull it up. I have no trouble getting it on right, hooking it in back and zipping it up. I am up on my toes looking this way and that in the mirror. It is short, giving me a naughty girl sensation which I like.
I open the door, “Cami and Nika, I am ready to do my makeup.” They have a chair waiting for me out in the room. “But I want to help and learn to do it better.”
“Come and sit we already have it set up and don’t want to move everything?” My cami and the sheer blouse are hanging on the mirror obstructing my view. I notice there is a beautiful makeup case unfolded on the table with brushes and makeup. Cami sees me staring, “Its lovely isn’t it?”
I try to act nonchalant but I lose it when Nika tells me, “It is yours, Cami’s Mom bought it for you. She said, she wants you to know she sees you as Samantha too.” My eyes water with tears. “That is why I tell you now. No crying after we do your eyes.” They use a concealer and then the foundation and then the base makeup. I am surprised when they use the lipstick next and wonder why my lips are tingling. “This is a plumper lipstick; it will give added volume to your lips for tonight.” I notice the lipstick and then the blush are a shade of peach.
Nika puts in a pair of earrings as Cami is doing my eyes. “Nice lashes Samantha.”
“…Thanks Cami.”
They finish with Cami applying lip-gloss and Sis putting on the three strand gold necklace I received from Patti and Richard as well as a bracelet and a lady’s watch. “Now stand up and we’ll have you put on your cami and blouse.”
I did so with little trouble and quickly look to see Nika finish brushing out my hair and bringing out the curls.
I already see myself in the mirror and I look pretty, as Nika pushes me closer. The peach blush and lip-gloss works well to bring out the peach in the sheer blouse. I realize I am looking very pretty now.
“So how do you like yourself in that outfit?”
“It is real pretty, but I think I will change the tops anyway.”
“You mean the outfit is pretty but doesn’t look good on you?” I know Nika’s disappointed.
“No, you are right it actually looks very pretty on me, especially the way you two did my makeup.”
“So that means you have to wear it,” Nika says. Cami is shaking her head in agreement. “You agreed if you try and it looks good that you will wear it.”
“I just meant I would try it.”
“That is not what you agreed to,” Cami loudly says, “I hope you aren’t going back on your word?” I look at Cami and then Nika and suspect I will be on my own if I change. Plus I really do like the outfit. The sheer blouse just helps to set things off as being extra nice but not at all sleazy.
“Well, I guess I can wear it and see if there are any negative comments.”
“You just can’t go by what some jealous girl might say.” Nika changes purses with me so that I have her pretty hand purse. I am impressed how they choose the right accessories to set the outfit and my appearance off so well.
“You can either stay here as your sister changes or come with me to my room.” The idea of seeing my sister change causes me to go with Cami. What I didn’t think of is Cami changing in front of me.
She is petite except where the curves come in; she is a very pretty woman. “I hope you are looking at me as one girl to another.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to look?”
“I’m not worried, but my desire for you is as I say, one woman to another.” Cami continues to get ready for the night as I am daydreaming about what she said. I am no less interested in her.
Cami says, I’m ready, but I notice she has no lipstick on as she steps toward me. “I thought you might be wondering how?” Before I could say “How what?” She has me in an embrace kissing me squarely on the lips while squeezing my buns and drawing me to her. I like the feeling and find myself kissing her back and hugging girl to girl. Cami steps back.
“I suspect you want to go to bed with Matt and I don’t blame you, but I would like to bed you as well sometime.”
“Thank you that is very nice and I too would like to be with you; I just realize it is as another girl.” Cami tells me to repair my makeup and she will check it. I clean off what is needed, and use the plumper and then the lip-gloss. Cami uses a tissue to touch up some make-up. She calls to tell others we are going downstairs.
Nika is with us as we head downstairs. I like the sound of three sets of heels walking, with one pair being mine. We go to some seats, where Nika pushes me down into a seat. She whispers, “Watch out how you sit young lady you don’t want to give the guys a free show.” I fall back keeping my legs together and holding the hem of my skirt as well as I can.
“That’s not funny!” but Cami and Nika are giggling and I soon do as well. A bar waitress comes over, “I am sorry but our cute waiter is late getting in.”
“That’s okay we rather enjoy just watching him and having you serve us anyway.” Cami speaks, I hope you don’t mind, but we will move around to give Samantha some experience sitting in her nice little skirt?” I smile out of embarrassment.
“We’ve seen shorter, you have nice taste in fashion and the body to pull it off. Don’t worry I’ll find you as you move around,” she says. With that we are up and moving to a high top table with stools. I need to scoot to the edge of our low seats and point my knees to the left side to sit and to keep any sense of modesty. The high stools are a different problem but I let Cami sit first so I had a model to follow. However simple she makes it look; I am neither use to the high heels or the short skirt.
Nika laughs, “Well that might get you a few dances from that but at least you won’t get pregnant.” Heather brings us our drink and stays a moment to talk. When she walks away Cami says, “I could really like her. …You did notice her subtle flirting didn’t you?”
Nika says, “But she is favoring you two; she must like smaller women.”
“Nika,” I say?
“Yes, I like women as well as men.”
It is another half hour before the band is ready and many are dancing. The Maid of Honor and another young woman join us before we start getting asked to dance. Josh a groomsman asks me to dance and I am glad it is a faster dance. He’s nice, but he’s loud and egotistical, one dance will be enough. Matt is now here but another guy asks for a dance first. He’s not with our wedding group but traveling and needs to unwind. The next song is slow and finds us cuddling. I feel good being with him.
Matt cuts in a little before the dance ends, hoping to send a message to Josh. When Josh steps back he says, “I hope we can dance again.” Not pleasing Matt I say, “I would like that.”
Matt is a bit huffy till I suggest, “Please don’t go macho on me, I want to be with you but I’m not a possession.” I felt Matt’s tension melt some. The next song is slow as well. My nose and eyes are near Matt’s neck, so I lean up and give a kiss on the side of his neck and then nibble on his earlobe. I am comfortable snuggling into him. When we go back to sit Matt offers me a seat as he pulls me onto his lap.
Patti and Richard are now here dancing and as they finish a dance they make their way to us. Richard asks first and I feel a bit awkward. “Samantha please relax, I know you love Patti and she you, but we want you as our best friend.” “I don’t know anyone like you and if it weren’t for Patti I might have remained biased but it is actually good to get to know you.” The dance is over all too soon but I want my dance with Patti.
“I am kind of sorry I outed you, but then I’m not.”
“I knew if I didn’t change into the dress you would understand. But you knew I was scared and needed the push. I am forever grateful for you being your special friend. You know I love you and being your cousin allows me to get close but not too close. I am glad we will continue to be special to each other.”
It is closing in on 11:00 p.m. and I am nursing a diet cola when Matt and I decide on one last dance. I’m getting hot and whichever way one looked at it I’m excited about being with Matt.
After the dance when we start for upstairs Patti and Richard are heading up as well and coming a back way are Heather and Cami. It’s funny as each couple is wishing the others an enjoyable evening.
Patti and Richard have a suite on the top floor, so I am surprised when Patti stops me and gives me a small girl’s bag with drawstrings for the handle. She whispers, “Please do not to open it until you get to the room.” Once in the room, I quickly look in to find a beautiful negligee. Patti had told me some can look pretty but are more candy for the guys eyes and uncomfortable for the woman to wear.
I am happy as I try it on in the bathroom to find it as tantalizing to wear as to enjoy when I look into the mirror. Something tells me inside to change my makeup and I like how hot I look for Matt. I turn down the bed, leaving the top sheet loose if we desire to use it.
Matt is hugging me from behind as I stand up and I can feel him poking my butt. A long ago dream comes rushing back; it was from high school years and I dreamed of a boy making love to me. While I should be repulsed I knew that I'd like it.
I turn to Matt give him a kiss and tell him I will be waiting in bed for him. He goes to get ready and I get in the bed waiting for him. I use some perfume and light two candles as Patti suggested setting the mood. I smile as Matt comes over to the bed. I rise on my knees to give him a kiss. One of his hands is near the small of my back and the other cupping by ass. I’m looking up, leaning my head back as his lips fall upon mine. He has silk boxer shorts on and he is aroused. I feel his manness but am in no hurry to go there, as I bring him down on the bed. I want to be loved as well as have sex.
It is nice to have his hands glide over my negligee tantalizing me, up and down my body. His hands have taken due time to slip underneath as my breathing is deepening. He caresses a mound above my penis, I swear I am feeling the sensation of a woman in love.
I know he wants me as I let him first slip off my panty and then the cami as he continues to nibble on my ears and moving down to my breast again and back up. With the guiding of his hand my legs spread and he uses a gel to lubricate me. He is crouching and pulling my hips toward him and then guides his hard cock to me. I have waited since morning; I whisper “I love you.”
“I love you and want you,” he says as he moves toward me, pushing head inside of me. “Oh,” I can feel him, yes he is stretching me but it’s what I want and it feels so good to feel him inside of me. He is either a very sensitive person or someone suggested he go easy. He’s coming deeper and deeper, I think he must be all the way inside but something encourages me to push my body up and to take him deeper inside me. I soon feel his body coming against my bottom.
“O Matt, you are so long and full,” I’m giggling lightly with pleasure and moans. He rests laying down on top of me and begins to pull back and then pushes in again. I anticipate him and we both move getting into a rhythm. He is hard and long but his cock has taken its time to fill out. I know he has stretched me, I am glad I have not torn. I am warm and moist. Yes, I too am aroused but my pleasure is coming from his movement and my body’s response. There is a joy and feeling growing in me as I feel him too getting more excited.
My legs find a way to wrap around him and I know he loves the sensation of my legs around him. I know his excitement is growing and he is closer to climaxing but neither of us is in a hurry. It is like the flow of a good romance story. He is moving faster and a bit harder, as my heart is beating faster and taking in the joy and excitement. He is coming back into me when he explodes within me and I feel the hot cream gushing with each throb of his bursting inside of me. I know I am moaning aloud, but the joy hushes any sound. As I draw his excited body next to me I can feel him shake, I am working with him to help his pleasure last as long as possible. It feels like it is lasting a lifetime, and as I feel him relax in my arms but my legs and arms pull him in as to squeeze out the remaining pleasure and it is there.
I relax as he pulls out and now lies on my body. He is kissing me and whispering his joy to me. I know he is messy on top of me but it is part of the joy of this moment. Some memories come from last night, but tonight is what I want to enjoy and remember now.
I’m glad he rolls off to the side for awhile but I’m happier now that he wants me again. This time Matt is concentrating on my pleasure as well as his own and my body is responding. He kisses and runs his hands over the inside of my thigh high up. I am surprised as he even takes my aroused penis into his mouth and I become very aroused. Then he rises, positions himself and begins to penetrate me again. My arousal and heightened excitement continue. I am seeking to kiss his chest and see that even his nipples are aroused and he is feeding off of my pleasure as well.
I can feel Matt inside and the waves of pleasure he is bringing. There is a new feeling that is growing and like a mounting wave it begins to overtake me. There’s fragrance not an odor and it is engulfing me. Matt knows he is driving me wild and will not relent.
“O, ooh, umm, yes, yes, O thank you,” I am having what can only be an orgasm. I pull Matt into a kiss and roll him over thankful it is a king-size bed. I want to stuff his face down into my vagina and then I remember Samantha is really Sam. I pause but will not let the joy slip away. The wave engulfs me not as a crash or even and explosion, instead my body is in a pool of warmth that arouses and keeps my life engulfed in a rainbow of colors and fragrance. Time is still and lasts long though I cannot track time.
Once while we kiss I become aware again of the room and the present. I want Matt but this time I want to be between his legs taking in his cock. I take his hand and take him to shower with me. I get the shower nice and warm and push Matt in and ask him to clean himself thoroughly. I enter and begin to do the same. Once I have cleaned myself twice thoroughly, I go to my knees to clean Matt more thoroughly. A slight smell said more was needed. I am glad Matt gets aroused and I won’t mind if he shoots prematurely.
I have his manhood all lathered, with just a little poking through which I kiss. I reach behind to wash his butt with no thought but to have him clean. Matt turns and bends down just a little and I understand he wants me to make out by me going into him.
I am able to get him ready and I do him there in the shower. I’m not turned on by it but I am able to perform to please him. We made out that way twice before we finish getting clean and get back to bed. I find am turned on by having him orally.
It is like staring down this big juicy head, wondering first if I can do it, licking and then swallowing his head. I intend to just take into my mouth but then decide to try and swallow as much as I can. Between choking and knowing how big he is I know I won’t be able to do much if any. I expect I'll gag but I hear Matt moan and feel his hands wanting to hold my head to stop from coming off of him. Yet he won’t force me and says it is okay not to do more. I use my nose to catch my breath and decide to breath more through my nose as I try to take him deeper into my throat. I’m afraid I will choke but breathing gently through my nose I have his head into my throat and I’m swallowing him until my head bumps into his body.
I am now moving along his shaft arousing him more and more. I too am getting excited as he is getting ready to explode. There is a trickle of his cum and then an explosion followed by others. I am seeking to swallow what is in my throat as I back off and allow his semen to fill my throat and mouth. It is a bit salty as I’ve heard two girls say. I am not sure how describe the taste. It is strange, I can’t say I like the taste but I do enjoy it. It is like cleaning off the chicken leg bone except it is the size of a turkey leg, ha.
We have lost track of time but we make out twice more with him entering me. It is interesting I want to be facing him and wrp my legs around him. However the times I went into him he wanted me to do it from behind. He definitely saw me then as another man going into him.
When we finished having sex Matt fell asleep and I got up and took a shower.
I even got dressed and went down to the lobby to see if anyone was there. It was 4:30 a.m. and Patti and Robert just came down to leave on their honeymoon. First leg of their honeymoon was to the Caribbean chosen by Robert, the second leg was an isle off of Greece.
Patti sees me and comes over to say good-bye and to see how my evening went. She is happy I had the experience I wanted. I thought she would be upset when I ask about my old girlfriend Carol. “Patti, you said something about Carol knowing about me and being okay with whom I am?” She reaches into her purse and takes out a card.
“Carol said I can only give this to you if you asked about her.” It was a card with her new address and phone number. When we parted she said she didn’t want to be just another friend. “Samantha, I believe you are a woman, but whom you are attracted to is not so easily determined. Just take your time and be open.” With that we kiss and hug good-bye. Robert too wishes me well.