I’m the sissy in this story. It might even be true. But for sure it’s crazy weird and sexy.
uncle Don was a married guy with kids and a nice wife. He was a rough tough kind of guy. He seemed to always treat me extra special. He had a nickname for me he only used when we were alone. No one else around. He called me sweetie.
one summer day he asked if I could help him move his boat to the marina. I’d done that before so I agreed.
he ended the conversation by saying: thank you, sweetie.
in the truck he asked if I ever wonder why he calls me sweetie. I told him I didn’t know. He said it’s because I’m so cute and skinny, like a sweet girl. He said he thinks of me more as a niece than a nephew.
I felt myself blushing.
“you see, sweetie, you even blush like a girl.”
we picked up the boat and headed to the marina. He asked me what I thought of him thinking of me as a girl. I blushed again. “ I don’t know. I’m certainly not very manly”
he looked at me sternly. “ today, I’ve decided, we will find out”
after the boat was in the water, we were in the cabin putting things away. He handed me a bag full of clothes. “Put these on”
I was just in a t shirt and shorts. But there were lots of clothes in the bag. I immediately noticed they were girls clothes. I looked at him with confusion. I wasn’t sure what to do. He was standing in the back of the cabin, blocking the way out. I just stood there, nervous. Very nervous.
”put them on. I want you to see yourself in them. Unless you’ve worn this sort of thing before. I shook my head, even though I had tried on a pair of my sister’s panties once.
he was waiting patiently. I finally shook myself out of the daze I was in and turned to take off my shirt.
After struggling with the straps and clasps and tight Lacey items, I was dressed.
I was in a schoolgirl outfit I suppose you’d call it. A short plaid skirt, knee high socks, white tennis shoes, pink cotton panties and matching pink training bra under a tight white tank top. When I saw myself in the small cabin mirror, I couldn’t believe it. I wa really cute.
but before I could finish admiring myself, from behind me, his hands touched my shoulders. We looked into the mirror together. He rubbed my shoulders while he told me how nice I look as a girl.
i certainly had already figured out what was going on. Im not stupid. What surprised me was how easily I’d gone along with it all.
“What happens now?”I asked shyly.
“Well, if you can keep our secret, I’ll let you play out being a girl for a while. Does that sound okay?”
His arm was draped accross my shoulders and his had was on my ass. His face was right in front of mine.
“How does this work…?” Before I could finish my question, he leaned in, pulling me close with his arm, and kissed me. His big fat juicy tongue opening my mouth and pushing it open. “I don’t…”
“keep quiet and obey me, or I’ll need to tie you up.”
my dick twinged. I was already pretty anxious being alone and dressing for him. His hands on me had my sexual juices flowing already. But the thought of him binding me, helpless, at his command, was a new and exciting twist. I couldn’t stop myself from blurting out my response.
”if I keep talking, will you promise you’ll tie me up?”
his reply scared me.
“if I tie you up I’m going to do whatever I want with you. I’m not sure you’re ready for that.”
but despite my nervousness, I noticed my dick was rock hard, poking the panties out in a tent. He was looking down at it too.
i whispered to myself: “Fuck.”
A dish towel rolled up tight was suddenly stuffed in my mouth. He looked deep into my eyes. “Remember, you asked for it. But you’re going to regret this. I promise.”
A long roll of boat line quickly engulfed me. I was wrapped up tight. He really knows his nautical knots. Once I was secured on the small cabin seats, he removed the towel from my mouth and began kissing me again. He was stroking my hard dick while he passionately French kissed me. I struggled a little just to see how tightly I was bound. He liked that.
”it’s too late to escape me, sweetie “
After I came he forced me to my knees and put his fat hairy cock in my face. I instantly opened and started sucking. I guess I was a natural?
At the end of the day he asked if I wanted to help him clean up the boat this weekend. Just us. I shyly nodded. He told me he will be even better prepared. I don’t know what he meant, but I’m excited to find out.
