7 comments/ 37870 views/ 9 favorites Bedroom Research By: wylite I have a panty fetish and I know exactly where I got it from. When I was a kid growing up in the North I had a bit of a problem in that I would sometimes wet my pants. I think this frustrated my Mom and I believe that in good faith she devised a plan to get me sorted. When I wet my pants once she told me there were no clean dry pants for me to wear so I would have to wear a pair of my elder sisters navy blue knickers. She figured this would embarrass me and indeed it did; I spent the whole day keeping a very low profile because I was convinced that anyone I talked with would be sure to know that I was wearing girlie panties. Mom kept me in panties for two days and as far as I remember it cured me of my wet pants. Trouble is that during those two days I got to quite like the look and feel of the navy blue knickers. I lived my life and didn't bother much about panties and knickers till I started to get really horny around the age of 16. Now everything of a sexual nature interested me and I was crazy about girls, but being shy I was not getting my share of sexual adventures. I had a sister 2 years older than myself but to be honest I had no sexual feelings for her at all, although I did love her as a sister. It was about then that Mom unwittingly came to my rescue. Mom decided that we needed some extra cash; we had a spare room and taking in a lodger seemed to be a good idea. It also seemed that getting a young lady around my sister's age would provide my sister with some company. Mandy, a local girl, was the chosen one and within two weeks she had moved in to our spare back bedroom. Mandy was cool, she smoked and she hung around in coffee bars. She was a bit on the thin side and wore her hair in a pony tail. She used to dress in the 60's fashion with flared skirts and petticoats; she always wore stockings that may well have been tights but I liked to think they were stockings and a suspender belt. As soon as I saw her I had the hots for her. I'm sure Mom wasn't aware of what a bad influence Mandy would be on my sister, but then that's another story. We lived in a big house and it was possible to move round without Mom and Pa being aware of where I was all the time. So sometimes in the evening, while the folks watched the television I would be prowling round the house. Mandy's room was off limits but I had an urge to get in there and see what was what; maybe I could find out if it was tights or stockings she wore. So one night I armed myself with a small torch and crept into Mandy's room. I just expected to see some girlie things and to have a nose round but I soon came across a small bundle of dirty washing in the corner of the room. Something stirred in my pants and my adrenalin began to flow, I was drawn to the dirty clothes like a moth drawn to a light in the night. I sank to my knees and delved into the pile, I pushed aside a couple of petticoats and a blouse and then I hit the jackpot, two pairs of panties! I could hear the television in the background downstairs and figured that my parents were engrossed enough not to wonder where I was. I could also hear the beating of my heart which seemed to have taken on a life of its own. I tried, without much success, to calm myself down but my excitement was intense. I slipped down the zip of my pants so I could get my cock out; it was a bit of a fight because it was harder than it had ever been before and it didn't want to bend much; but after a struggle it popped out. I sat back on my haunches and prepared to enter panty heaven. After putting the torch on the floor I picked up the first pair of panties. They were light blue with a bit of lace trim and a little bow on the waistband. Up to now I didn't realise that Mandy was a bit of a dirty girl, but it soon became obvious. As I opened up the panties I was confronted by a well stained gusset. I guess she had been wearing the panties longer than a young lady should. I quickly looked at the other pair of pink panties and noted that they were in a similar state. I dropped them to one side and concentrated on the first pair. I put the crotch to my nose and inhaled the sweet smell of Mandy's private parts. I thought I might have died and gone to heaven, the smell was exquisite, it was all encompassing. I touched my tongue to the crutch piece and dared to taste the forbidden fruit. Disaster struck: I climaxed too soon! My spunk splashed out over my shorts and down my trousers. A quick recovery was called for; I replaced the clothes as I had found them and then made a quick exit calling straight away at the bathroom to clean myself up. For the next several days my whole body ached with the desire to return to those panties but circumstances didn't allow me to take the chance. It was actually 5 days before I found myself in a position to mount another raid on the back bedroom. Stealthily I crept into Mandy's bedroom; quickly I lit up the corner with my torch but oh no there were no dirty clothes, no panties. Then it struck me, Monday was wash day; Mom had collected all the dirty washing and I was left frustrated. Over the next two days the excitement mounted inside me. Wednesday was to be the day; Mom was going out in the afternoon and I would be home alone. Mom slipped off as scheduled at 2 pm. I went straight to Mandy's bedroom and let myself in. I went down on hands and knees in front of the dirty washing pile. I hardly dared look in case there were no panties. I lay down and placed my head on the pile and just drank in the scent of Mandy; then gently and slowly using my teeth and lips I moved away the pieces one by one till joy of joy I struck gold; panties, pink panties. I let my nose rest on the crotch; I unbuckled and unzipped my trousers and pushed them down while keeping my nose still buried in the panties. I gently rubbed my cock being very careful to keep myself in check. I rolled over on to my back and opening up the panties placed them over my face. I licked the gusset and I tasted Mandy; as the panties became wetter and wetter they released more and more of the smell and taste of Mandy's pussy. I lifted them away from my face to look at them; there seemed to be a mixture of stains, they looked so good that I clamped the panties back to my nose and gently worked my throbbing cock. Right then I just didn't give a toss about the rest of the world; I was so happy. I pushed the whole gusset into my mouth and just sucked and sucked. After a few more minutes I reached a shuddering climax. I was a sticky mess; let's say a happy stick mess. Now it was time to beat a retreat and to make my escape. I put the clothes back where I found them and made a quick trip to the bathroom to clean up. I didn't clean my face too well because I wanted the smell to linger on. I was already making a plan for next Wednesday and hoping to repeat the experience. Little did I know what fate would befall me. Soon enough Wednesday came round again and as the morning passed my excitement increased. The morning seemed to crawl by but eventually I was on the doorstep waving Mom off to see her Aunt. I quickly bounded up the stairs and made a beeline for back bedroom heaven. My luck was in, along with bras, petticoats and stockings there were several pairs of panties. I got to thinking how nice it might be to wear one pair while I inhaled the heady aromas from another pair. So I dropped my pants and shorts and pulled on a pair of panties. The panties felt so very, very good and they looked kind of cute as well. Now I felt that my cock was as close to Mandy's pussy as it was ever going to get. I opened up the second pair of panties and was a bit shocked and delighted to see that they were heavily stained. There seemed to be a little blood on the gusset so I guess she had been caught out. I leant back against the wall and placed the soiled panties over my head so that the smelly gusset was over my nose and mouth. I gently massaged my cock and moved my tongue up and down the crutch piece allowing the scent and the taste to transport me into a fantasy world. It was now that things started to go wrong. I reached a climax and pumped copious amounts of spunk into Mandy's panties. One pair of panties were still covering my face and I remember thinking to myself, what the heck let's savour the smell and taste for a little while longer. I think I was in my own little world and not listening out for anything because all of a sudden the door opened and there was Mandy. I don't know who was more shocked but I do know that my shock quickly turned to complete embarrassment. After a moments confusion Mandy seemed to get it all together; I started to stand up but Mandy quickly told me to stay put. There was something in her voice that suggested to me that I should do as I was told. She smiled and she smirked and she said "Well, well little boy what have we got here?" Click, click; she had a mobile phone and now my stupidity was digitally recorded. This moment was to change my life. Bedroom Research Ch. 02 In chapter one Brian was caught wearing Mandy's panties. Mandy enters the room to see Brian wearing one pair of her panties with another pair over his face. She looked at him so condescendingly, "My my Brian, you are a pretty boy in your lovely white panties. Or should I say in my lovely white panties. I can see from you big cock that you like wearing my underwear and being a pretty girlie." He felt terrible but just had to stand there just as she said, "Stay exactly as you are," click, click, photos were being taken. "OK, " said Mandy, "I'm going to leave the room now; you have 15 minutes to get yourself sorted then I will be back to have a talk with you." She turned on her heel and left the room. I sheepishly removed the panties from my head and returned them to the laundry pile then I removed the spunk soaked panties that I was wearing and dropped them to the floor while I got dressed again. I scooped up the wet panties and went to the bathroom where I swilled the panties under the tap to remove the spunk. I rinsed them out and returned them to Mandy's room. I then waited for her return; I thought of escape, I thought of running away but they weren't options. A little later Mandy returned. She gave me a lecture that went like this; "Boys get silly ideas into their heads when they're eighteen, they do stupid things but I expect it's all down to the hormones that are flooding your body at the moment." She continued, "As long as you do as I tell you to your secret will be safe with me; but, step out of line and the pictures will be sent to all my contacts. Go away now and wait for me to decide what I want to do." Six months passed. I was beginning to think that Mandy had let me off the hook but then one Thursday night after I got back from college I found a hand written envelope on the hall stand addressed to me. Till now life had been pretty good and I had been left to my own devises. Mandy was still ensconced in the back bedroom but she came and went as she pleased and didn't seem to have much impact on family life. I expect she was leading my sister astray but to be honest that was no concern of mine. I still lusted after Mandy's body but after the scare I had six months back I had not dared to pursue my panty fetish. Now with the letter in front of me my curiosity was piqued. I sat at the kitchen table and opened the envelope. I went into instant shock as two photos slipped out of the envelope they were pictures of me; it wasn't a pretty sight; there I was sitting on the floor with a pair of girls panties draped over my head and worse still it was plain to see that I was also wearing panties. There was also a short note. Brian; I'm sure you remember the occasion, and I am sure you remember that I promised I would tell no one about your small misdemeanours; however I have decided to call in a debt. You can, and I think you should, destroy the two pictures in the envelope, but there are many more copies. So Brian darling, you must do as I say. I know you lust after my body and I have decided that I will allow you to fuck me but there are conditions. Go to your room; there are further instructions for you there. I was shocked, I was amazed, I was excited; could it be true that Mandy was about to let me fuck her? I raced up to my bedroom, closed the door behind me and grabbed the note laying on my bed. Brian darling; your dreams can come true; you can fuck me, I am waiting in my bedroom for you to come and screw me; just one little condition to comply with. You see I have lesbian tendencies and I want to pretend you are a girl with a big dildo for me. In your top drawer you will find a package with some clothes in, I need you to dress up in the clothes and then come to me. I opened the drawer, clawed open the package and found the same dammed panties I had worn two years before, not even washed! Also there was a suspender belt, nylons, a mini skirt, a padded bra and a halter top. For two seconds I thought perhaps I wasn't going to dress up but then common sense took over; I was going to fuck Mandy; dam, I would wear anything to do that. My hands shook, my heart pounded. I stripped of my gear and got dressed in the girlie clothes that had been provided. There was no sense left in my head, my cock was ruling the day. I took a look in the mirror before leaving my bedroom; truth to tell I looked quite nice. I pulled the front up on my miniskirt which showed the excited bulge in my silky white panties. There was no sense left in my head, my cock was ruling the day but what the heck, if this is what Mandy wants this is what Mandy gets. I made my way to the back bedroom and knocked on Mandy's door. "Who is it," asked a voice from inside. "It's me, Brian," I replied. "Come on in Brian," was the reply from Mandy. I pushed the door open and entered. Oh shit! Click, click; I've been conned again. Screeches of laughter rang out from Mandy. "Come in. Stand in the corner." She sorted through her dresser and produced a black wig cut in a bob style. "Put it on Brian," she commanded. Next she pushed across a pair of her shoes. "Now the shoes Brian." I had no choice in the matter and did as I was told. Mandy sat on her bed and looked across at me. "What a pretty sight you are Brian. I think that from now on we will call you Felicity. What do you think about that Felicity?" I was not at all sure what was required of me or how I should handle the situation but decided on servility as the best course of action for the moment. "Felicity is a nice name; I like it; can I fuck you now? "Of course you can't fuck me Felicity. Whatever gave you that idea?" "But I thought you said we could fuck?" She nodded. "Yes I did." "Did you mean it Mandy?" "Of course I meant it, Felicity." I was confused. Hopeful, but also apprehensive. Mandy giggled, "The truth is Felicity is that you don't fuck anyone." I gasped. It was slowly dawning on me. She smiled and stood up in front of me. She raised her dress exposing a huge rubber penis. I shuddered and thought, surely not. Mandy giggled at my frightened face saying, "Felicity is a pretty girly name Felicity. Felicity can't fuck anyone." I could hardly speak and said, "No Mandy. Please not." She had me under her spell now and continued, "Felicity can't fuck. Felicity's a girl. Girls get fucked." I murmured half in fright but half in excitement, "You can't do that to me Mandy." She moved slowly towards me, "Of course I can Felicity. You know that don't you." I found myself nodding, "Yes Mandy." "Before we start Felicity you have to help prepare me." "Prepare you Mandy. How?" Mandy said, "Kneel down in front of me Felicity." I found myself on my knees in front of Mandy. She wasted no time and simply slipped her penis into my mouth with the terse instruction, "Suck it Felicity. It will make it nicer for you." I had no option. It frightened me bit but it also excited me. This was unknown territory for me. Then she withdrew and told me, "Take your skirt off Felicity." I did as I was told. I just stood in front of her in my girly underwear. She was slowly massaging her projection in front of me, "Now your knickers Felicity." "My knickers?" I muttered. She seemed to lose her temper, "Get your fucking knickers off Felicity." I felt totally intimidated as I slipped my pretty panties off in front of her. She seemed much pleasanter now as she told me, "Kneel on the floor Felicity and stick your bum up." I obediently followed Mandy's instructions and was conscious of her kneeling behind me and her rubber penis being rubbed up and down my bottom. Then it happened. She entered me. I had a slight burning sensation and then it just slid up me. As she was doing it to me she started to chat to me in a very casual but normal sort of way. "Do you like being Felicity, Brian?" It was an embarrassing question. I knew I couldn't lie to her. I panted, "Yes Mandy." She was sill moving up and down me as she told me, "That's good Brian, because every time you become Felicity you will be fucked. Sometimes by me or sometimes by your, sister Elizabeth." Having said this she now turned her attention to her mobile phone; without pause in the fucking she was giving me she shot of a text to someone. I sort of hoped it wasn't about me but deep down I knew I was in deep trouble one way or another. "I've just invited someone to join us Felicity. She'll be here in two minutes and you might be surprised to see who it is. Close your eyes now and wait like a good little girl." I didn't feel like a good little girl; I felt like a stupid little girl but what could I do except accept the fucking I was getting and wait. The door soon opened and someone came in. "Oh my god; oh my goodness; what the fuck? It's my little brother Brian." "No Beth," interrupted Mandy, "It's your pretty little sister Felicity. Beth, meet Felicity, our new plaything." My eyes were open now and sure enough it was my sister Beth. She seemed to be totally shocked and so, so amused. I squirmed in embarrassment; I didn't know where to look. What I did see was that Beth's hands were gently massaging her pussy through her skirt; it seemed that she was excited to see my humiliation. She turned to Mandy and said, "Dress him up again; let's see if he is really a little girl." Mandy disengaged, looked across at me and said, "Ok Felicity let's see you fully dressed again." I quickly complied and waited for their next order. "Now curtsey and show Beth what a nice little girl you are in your pretty white knickers." I hooked a finger under the hem on each side of the skirt, slipped my right foot behind my left and dipped down into a curtsey. This elicited hoots of laughter from the two girls who now demanded, "Lift you skirt!" With fingers still hooked into the hem of my skirt I wiggled a bit and pulled the skirt upwards to reveal the white panties I was wearing (the panties that had started all this trouble for me). There was no question of me having an erection as I was too embarrassed by it all; so my cock was flaccid and I suspect that Beth really did think that she had a little sister. Beth now took the lead, "Panties down sis I want to get a good look at your cock." I hesitated, "Do it bitch," she demanded. I eased the knickers down to my knees and then dropped them to the floor and there I stood in total dejectedness, displaying my cock for all to see. "Ok Felicity," interjected Mandy, "We've seen enough. Get you panties back on and your skirt back in place." I complied as quickly as I could; glad to be covered once again. "There's no way I'm going to wash this dildo off, so Felicity, if you want it clean for next time you'd better come here and suck it clean." This is not something I wanted to do but clearly I had no choice. My lips closed over the dildo head but there was no way I could get down the shaft to clean I all. Mandy came to my help and pushed my head down so that the dildo hit the back of my throat and kept on moving. I choked and gagged and in an involuntary movement raised my head and released the dildo from my mouth. This amused Beth and Mandy but by now there seemed to be some sort of attraction between the two and they lost interest in me. "Go away now Felicity; Beth and I have to make plans to see how best we can amuse our selves with you. Go on, shoo." Timidly I left; I looked down as I passed Beth; I didn't dare to look her in the eye. As I was leaving Mandy added, "We'll call you when we need you." I scurried back to my bedroom, frightened in case Mum or Pop should come in and see me. I removed the girlie clothes and wig and stuffed them under my mattress. If I was going to be suppressed and blackmailed I hoped it would involve me getting some sex and not just getting fucked, but I had a sneaky suspicion that I might not be that lucky. As it turned out there were pretty frilly dresses and frilly panties to be worn and tasks to be done; there was sex but not what I had hoped for. All of which will be explained in chapter three. Bedroom Research Ch. 03 In chapter one Brian was caught wearing Mandy's panties. In chapter two Brian pays for his misdemeanour. In this chapter Brian goes shopping. Friday morning and the weekend was fast approaching. I was still quite worried about what Mandy and Beth would ask of me, but I knew for sure that there was still lots of scope for my tormentors to humiliate and degrade me. I wanted to forget what I'd been put through the other day but the problem of a sorely stretched back passage where I had been brutally assaulted by Mandy's rubber cock was not allowing me to forget. Nevertheless Friday was going fine at the moment. Friday took a down turn when I reached home and found the inevitable note in my mail. Brian: We need you to go shopping with us on Saturday morning. I know you don't get much in the way of wages from your part time job but you need to bring what little money you have. Xx PS. It's Brian we need and not Felicity. The thought that they had even considered me going out as Felicity sent shivers down my spine. Let's hope they never get ideas along these lines. Why I was needed on a shopping trip was beyond my comprehension but I knew in a strange sort of way that it would not be good news for me. Saturday dawned and armed with the trifling thirty pounds I had saved sine I started my part time job I crossed the landing and went down the corridor to the back bedroom. I knocked, and as I knocked the images of my last visit flashed across my mind. Before I had time to examine my feelings about that visit the door opened and Mandy let me in. "Now Brian," explained Mandy, "We are going to play a little game. We know you haven't got a lot of money for shopping so we might be able to help you. All you have to do is guess what colour panties Beth and I are wearing and if you get it right we give you and extra ten pounds each." "So little brother," said Beth, "What's your best guess?" Without much thought I replied. "Beth; white panties. Mandy; red panties." "OK Brian so now you get a little treat. It's the reveal." Having said this Mandy stepped back against the wall and pulled Beth back with her. "Me first," said Beth and she grabbed the hem of her skirt and slowly, oh so slowly lifted her skirt. The sight had me riveted to the spot; I'd spent the last five years trying to look up the skirts and dresses of girls and now here it was handed to me on a plate. My cock was hard and there was no way that I could resist the urge to massage it. I sank to my haunches with my back against the wall and revelled in the sight of Beth with her skirt raised and knickers showing. My guess was wrong and I wouldn't be getting any money from Beth. Her panties were pale blue with a very small trim of white lace. "Now me," giggled Mandy. In a flash her skirt was up around her waist and I had the glorious sight of a pair of tiny black lacy panties. Once again my guess was wrong, but then who cared. My gentle cock massage had become a frantic wank. I hadn't released my cock from my pants but was wanking with pants on. In a trice I came making a mess of my underpants and making the front of my trousers damp. I wanted to clean up but the girls dropped their skirts, came over and pulled me to my feet. "What a dirty little boy you are Brian," exclaimed Mandy. "No time to clean up now." Having said this Mandy and Beth hustled me out. "Come along Brian, we're all going to have such a nice time shopping." We hit the high street a little later. I was actually quite chuffed because I was in the company of two lovely girls and if anyone saw me they would be impressed. As the day wore on my confidence was to suffer somewhat. M&S was looming in the foreground and sure enough the girls made a bee line for it. My confidence ebbed a little as we made our way to the ladies clothes department. To my horror we stopped at some nearby racks of panties. In a voice that was far too loud Mandy asked, "Brian, what colour panties do you think Felicity would like?" I was speechless but Mandy continued, "Come on Brian, you should know what Felicity would like. Don't be shy, speak up." A few heads turned our way and I judged it was better to speak now rather than delay the whole business. "Pink." I mumbled. "What's that Brian? You'll have to speak up I can't hear you." "Pink, Mandy; I think Felicity will like pink panties." Disturbingly, when I said this I felt a stirring in my groin area and I felt my penis start to grow. I made a surreptitious, on the spot, shuffle to allow my growing erection the space and freedom it needed to grow. "What about these?" Mandy held a lacy pair of pink panties aloft for me and the rest of the store to see. I could feel my face redden and I started to sweat. I cleared my throat, "Yes Mandy, I think Felicity will like them." "This little pink bow on the front is so cute and the lace work is pretty. What do you think Beth? Will Felicity look good in these?" Beth responded, "Oh yes, Felicity will look so pretty in pink lacy panties. Let's get a blue pair as well." Saying this Beth popped two pairs into the basket and we made our way to the counter. Beth conducted the transaction but when payment was required said to me. "Brian; this is your gift for Felicity, you should pay." I paid and as I parted with my hard earned cash my erection eased somewhat. Any thoughts I had of leaving the store were squashed as we made our way to the dress and skirt section. As we shopped we followed a similar pattern with loud conversations between Mandy and Beth about the suitability of each item for Felicity. I was often consulted and heads turned as people tried to understand what was going on. It was never obvious that the clothes were for me but I am sure the other customers had a good idea that they might have been. My cash quickly ran out and I was forced to use my credit card. Before long we had acquired the following: Two pairs of lacy panties; one pink pair and one lilac blue pair. One Per Una crossover pleated red dress. One Per Una Slash Neck Paisley Print Dress . Two pairs of white socks with turn down tops. Three pairs of tights. Two brassieres (size and shape a mystery to me). A "My First" make up kit aimed at the younger customer. Two pairs of navy blue knickers supposedly for Mandy's younger but quite big sister. Next we made our way to the shoe department. The girls examined several shoes before deciding on a pair of black shoes with a moderate high heel. I was standing off to one side and an assistant was helping the girls. To my alarm I was called. "Brian, come over here. You've got the same size feet as Felicity, could you be a dear and just model these shoes for us?" Resistance was useless; I kicked of my trainers and slipped on the heels. I stood there like a fool before Mandy said. "Don't be silly Brian; you can't just stand there, you need to move about a bit so we can see what they will be like on Felicity." The assistant found this very amusing but managed to keep her sniggers to herself. I wobbled around for a few paces and paraded in front of the girls. I got several funny looks and felt very embarrassed. At last the girls stopped the game and the shoes were taken off. I was pleased to note that the shoes were discounted and I made a saving of six pounds. We left and made our way to a pharmacy. I was sent inside to buy condoms because Mandy thought it would be more hygienic for me when I was being fucked. I was reminded to buy, "Extra large," to accommodate Mandy's big rubber cock. I truly believed my ordeal was now over and we stopped off at a coffee shop for a cake and a drink. We took a window seat and I started to relax. The coffee and cakes came and my confidence started to return. I even tried to interest the girls in some intelligent conversation. Then my calm was shattered. The girls rummaged in their bags and produced the panties. My face reddened as they examined the panties; they held them up and examined each side and Beth said to Mandy, "Well, what do you think? Will Felicity like them?" Mandy replied, "Oh I think so; I think they will really suit her. What do you think Brian?" I coughed, "Um, yes I think she will like them." I got little excited and decided to enhance on this. "I think that Felicity is going to look fabulous in them; it's just a pity that I won't see her in them." I think I overstepped the mark. The girls looked annoyed and started to whisper to each other. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Beth grabbed my arm and said, "Into the loo and put these on," she passed one of the shopping bags to me. "Shoo, go." She pushed me away from the table. I went to the toilets, found an empty cubicle and locked my self in. It was the blue knickers I had been given. I had no choice. I put them on and popped my underpants into the empty bag. I returned to the seating area in the café. Mandy passed me a written note. Felicity; the rubber cock that assaulted you the other day has a name. It's called Will. "Brian," said Mandy in a conversational tone (loud enough to be heard by neighbouring tables). "I hear you and Will had a bit of an altercation on Thursday, Is that right?" "H'm yes." I replied. "I also heard that Will got the better of you and put you in your place." Mandy continued. "H'm, yes." I stammered. "Why is that Brian?" Beth enquired. "Well I, um, I was caught unawares. Will was on top of me before I knew what was happening." "Do you think Will, will give you a hard time from now on Brian?" asked Mandy. "Oh yes," I replied. "I'm expecting Will to get under my skin quite a lot in the future." The girls had a giggling fit. I waited for them to calm down. We were soon leaving the café and on our way back home. We went straight to the back bedroom. Having settled down Mandy said to me, "Beth wants to try out my rubber cock but we need you to politely ask to be fucked." I got the picture and replied. "Please can I be fucked by the rubber cock?" "Not good enough," answered Mandy forcibly. "Try again." "Please Beth, will you use Mandy's big rubber cock to give me the fucking I deserve." I kicked off my trainers and dropped my jeans to the floor. I pushed them to one side and stood in the navy blue knickers I had put on in the café. I jettisoned my t-shirt and dropped to my knees. Beth was in front of me and Mandy stood behind her with the rubber cock in hand. She reached round and held the strap on ready for Beth. Beth slipped one foot through the harness at a time and then Mandy drew it up over her knees. Then it was pulled further up till Beth's skirt was forced upwards to accommodate it. The rubber cock and harness seemed to need a lot of adjusting and after several minutes Mandy was still making adjustments and all the time needed to run her fingers over Beth's pussy and bottom to get the strapping right. Will, the cock, stood large, hard and erect in front of Beth. Mandy now shifted her attention to Beth's breasts. She had one hand covering each breast and was massaging them through the fabric of her blouse and bra. Mandy was placing little kisses on Beth's neck and they seemed to be in a world of their own. I was excited at the sight and started to stroke my penis. I wanted this to go on, and so it did for two minutes. Then Mandy pulled herself back into reality and broke off her ministrations to Beth. She threw a condom to me and a tube of gel. I kissed the head of the cock and then rolled the condom on till it stopped at the artificial balls. I then spread the gel on my hands and lubricated the cock. Knowing what was required I turned, placed my head on the floor and presented my ass to Beth and Will. My knickers were promptly pulled down and my ass cheeks spread. Beth pushed hard on the cock and it slid gently in. After a few strokes it finally entered all the way. I know it was there because I felt the balls banging against my ass. I'm not sure what happened now because my alter ego Felicity seemed to take over. "Come on Beth. Do it to me. Fuck your little sister Felicity." Beth also got into the play acting. "I always wanted a sister. Now I've got one and she's called Felicity." The pace got quicker and the thrusting continued. "Felicity is going to be so good to he sister Beth. She's going to do just as Beth wishes isn't she?" "Oh Beth," I panted, "I want to be your dirty little sister. I want to get fucked every day. I want to do everything a little sister should." Then amid some ooh's and ah's the thrusting slowed and stopped. Will was extracted and Beth fell back onto the floor with Will still standing proud and pointing at the ceiling. I hiked my knickers up and then wondered what I should do. Mandy helped Beth onto the bed and then lay beside her. "Felicity, stand by the bed. Now, show Beth what little girls do to their big clits." I pushed the front of my knickers down, pulled out my cock and started to massage it. Gently, gently; I didn't want to come in two seconds flat. The girls were now arm in arm but still watching me. I got the feeling that Mandy might soon be riding the rubber cock. I dared to think that I might witness that. At that point I came; no control; spunk all over my hands and knickers. Mandy threw my underpants across to me and said, "Clean yourself up Felicity. Then remove this mucky condom from Will." I complied as quickly as I could. Now; a little job for you. The clothes we bought were nice but we need some special clothes for you. I want you to go on line to a sissy web site and order a few things. Beth tell her what she needs." Beth reeled of a list, "A pair of really pretty panties with frills on the back just like the tennis players used to wear. A school girl uniform, navy blue of course. You want the type that you wear a white blouse with; the sort I wore with the bib front just like in the juniors. Then you want a pretty pink dress with lots and lots of frills on. Please tell me you understand Felicity." "Beth I understand but I haven't got any money after today." I replied. "Credit card you stupid girl; use your credit card!" "Go away now Felicity," Murmured Mandy, "Take your clothes and knickers. Have the knickers washed by tomorrow." Every inch of me wanted to stay in that room; I would have given a years wages to stay there and watch what was about to happen. In my dreams! "Oh well," I thought, "Let's see what tomorrow brings". Chapter four finds Brian in the pretty frilly panties and dress that he ordered on line.