Better Than Old Times
When I was younger, I used to go over to a neighbor’s house to play. They were an Asian family with two daughters. One was my age, Xixi, and the other was four years older, Hua. Hua was a little bossy, and used to play with Xixi and me like we were her life like dolls. She would dress us up in all sorts of girls clothes and outfits, sometimes with light make up, then put us through different (completely innocent) scenarios. I continued going over to play dress up for a few years, but as we got a little older eventually we just sort of stopped.
By that time, however, I had gotten very comfortable wearing girl clothes. So for the next few years I dressed in private, just by myself. I stayed friends with Xixi as Hua went off the college, but no longer dressed up with her. Xixi and I even went out on a few regular dates, but we never did anything more than kiss.
In the Spring of her sophomore year of college Hua was visiting home when we ran into each other. She was now a strikingly beautiful woman. Athletically lean with long, shiny dark hair and eyes. Impossibly, she appeared to be both long legged and long waisted. She was about 5’ 7”, which meant she was almost two inches taller than me even in her flat soled sneakers. (Xixi, on the other hand, was almost two inches shorter than me, with a fuller figure.) Intimidatingly gorgeous.
We exchange friendly hellos, a hug, and what’ve you been up toos, etc. I told her that she looked very beautiful, and with a mischievous smile she told me I was still very pretty. I blushed and she laughed, but not in a mean way. She touched my shoulder and made it very disarming, just kidding with an old friend. Then she took over the conversation. After reminiscing about how she used to dress up Xixi and me she dropped the bombshell.
“So do you still dress up?” Hua asked. I didn’t know what to say. I look around and try to stutter out a denial, but I took too long and had gotten too flustered. She knew. “Hey, hey, hey,” she said gently, putting her hand on my arm, “Don’t worry, I’m not trying to embarrass you. I was just curious because you seemed to enjoy it a lot … like, a lot,” she emphasized with a big smile. Seeing me tongue-tied she continued, “Seriously, I think it’s kind of hot.”
“Well, I mean, I kind of play around a little now and then,” I try explaining, “I mean not often, just once in a while because we used to do it with you, you know, just for fun, but …” As I trailed off trying to find a reasonable explanation Hua jumped back in.
“Would you do it again for me?” Hua paused, gauging my reaction. “For old times sake? I think it could be a lot of fun.” She touched my arm once more, sending sparks, then leaned in to my ear and whispered. “Don’t worry, it’ll stay our little secret. … And I’ll make it worth your while.” She pulled her head back and again smiled mischievously. I couldn’t begin to fathom what she might mean, but it didn’t matter because I was always like putty around Hua. So I nervously agreed and we made arrangements for me to come by the house when no one else would be there.
I show up as arranged, bringing some girl clothes in my backpack. I’m very nervous as Hua opens the door. She’s wearing a translucent white blouse that reveals a lacy rose colored bralette underneath, with a black pencil skirt ending where her sheer black stockings start. The stockings run down to a pair of black heels, making her tower over me. Other than some eyeliner and red lipstick, she’s looks almost makeup free. She’s stunning, and I understand that I’m way out of my league. No matter, because Hua quickly reverts to her bossy self and takes charge, grabbing my hand and leading me straight upstairs.
I set my backpack aside because Hua already has clothes set out for me. A spaghetti strap white tank top, a short pink plaid skirt, white g-string panties, and white knee highs with pink trim. Very schoolgirlish. She stands right there, making it clear that I should change in front of her. I get very self conscious, not because I’m about to put on girl clothes, but because of my lack of size. I turn my back to her when I’m slipping the panties and skirt on. Once I’m dressed she has me sit so she can do my make up, including pink shadow and lips. Unlike the times she did this before, I get very hard, so I’m glad I’m covered by the skirt. She stands me up and kicks off her heels to lessen the height difference.
“You’ve always made such a pretty girl,” Hua tells me, admiring her work. I blush while she softly kisses my forehead, then both cheeks and my lips. She takes off her blouse, revealing her perfect small breasts with prominent dark nipples. She drops her skirt and steps out of it, revealing panties that match her rose colored bralette. I’m awestruck. Hua takes half a step back. “What do you think?”, she smiles. My heart races as I barely manage to tell her she is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. “More beautiful than Xixi,” she asks playfully. Before I can get out a tongue tied answer she assures me she’s just teasing.
She brings my hands to her breasts and I start to rub them. When I reach under and start playing with her hard nipples Hua removes her bra. She tells me to use my mouth and I do, but I’m too excited and suck too hard. Hua tells me to go easy and puts a hand on my head for guidance. When I get it right I’m rewarded with her moans. Hua reaches down under my skirt and starts to rub me through my panties, but it makes me cum almost instantly. I get very embarrassed and start to apologize, but Hua just laughs and tells me it’s okay. She gives me a kiss, has me clean up and put on fresh panties, then brings me over to the bed.
Hua lies down, slides off her panties and motions for me to get between her long legs. Her jet black hair is closely trimmed. I start getting erect again as I move up and put my mouth on her. Hua guides me with her hands, telling me when and where to lick, kiss, and suck. I get very excited hearing her moans or gasps and feel my panties getting sticky. Hua pulls out a vibrator, first using it on her nipples before sliding it down to her clit. She keeps me working my tongue while she works the vibrator until she reaches a loud orgasm. I’m in heaven. I try to continue licking her gently but she’s too sensitive stops me. Hua pulls me up until we are face to face and kisses me sweetly.
“You make a lovely, lovely girl,” she tells me with a big smile. I blush, but I enjoy the compliment. Hua asks if I’d like her to watch me masterbate. I suddenly feel shy, so I tell her I’m good. She asks if I’m sure, and I assure her I am. I don’t even think to ask Hua if she would help me. Instead, we clean up, get dressed and she walks me to the door. She turns me to face her, smiles, and kisses my forehead. “That was a lot of fun.” She winks at me. “Even better than old times, don’t you think?”
By that time, however, I had gotten very comfortable wearing girl clothes. So for the next few years I dressed in private, just by myself. I stayed friends with Xixi as Hua went off the college, but no longer dressed up with her. Xixi and I even went out on a few regular dates, but we never did anything more than kiss.
In the Spring of her sophomore year of college Hua was visiting home when we ran into each other. She was now a strikingly beautiful woman. Athletically lean with long, shiny dark hair and eyes. Impossibly, she appeared to be both long legged and long waisted. She was about 5’ 7”, which meant she was almost two inches taller than me even in her flat soled sneakers. (Xixi, on the other hand, was almost two inches shorter than me, with a fuller figure.) Intimidatingly gorgeous.
We exchange friendly hellos, a hug, and what’ve you been up toos, etc. I told her that she looked very beautiful, and with a mischievous smile she told me I was still very pretty. I blushed and she laughed, but not in a mean way. She touched my shoulder and made it very disarming, just kidding with an old friend. Then she took over the conversation. After reminiscing about how she used to dress up Xixi and me she dropped the bombshell.
“So do you still dress up?” Hua asked. I didn’t know what to say. I look around and try to stutter out a denial, but I took too long and had gotten too flustered. She knew. “Hey, hey, hey,” she said gently, putting her hand on my arm, “Don’t worry, I’m not trying to embarrass you. I was just curious because you seemed to enjoy it a lot … like, a lot,” she emphasized with a big smile. Seeing me tongue-tied she continued, “Seriously, I think it’s kind of hot.”
“Well, I mean, I kind of play around a little now and then,” I try explaining, “I mean not often, just once in a while because we used to do it with you, you know, just for fun, but …” As I trailed off trying to find a reasonable explanation Hua jumped back in.
“Would you do it again for me?” Hua paused, gauging my reaction. “For old times sake? I think it could be a lot of fun.” She touched my arm once more, sending sparks, then leaned in to my ear and whispered. “Don’t worry, it’ll stay our little secret. … And I’ll make it worth your while.” She pulled her head back and again smiled mischievously. I couldn’t begin to fathom what she might mean, but it didn’t matter because I was always like putty around Hua. So I nervously agreed and we made arrangements for me to come by the house when no one else would be there.
I show up as arranged, bringing some girl clothes in my backpack. I’m very nervous as Hua opens the door. She’s wearing a translucent white blouse that reveals a lacy rose colored bralette underneath, with a black pencil skirt ending where her sheer black stockings start. The stockings run down to a pair of black heels, making her tower over me. Other than some eyeliner and red lipstick, she’s looks almost makeup free. She’s stunning, and I understand that I’m way out of my league. No matter, because Hua quickly reverts to her bossy self and takes charge, grabbing my hand and leading me straight upstairs.
I set my backpack aside because Hua already has clothes set out for me. A spaghetti strap white tank top, a short pink plaid skirt, white g-string panties, and white knee highs with pink trim. Very schoolgirlish. She stands right there, making it clear that I should change in front of her. I get very self conscious, not because I’m about to put on girl clothes, but because of my lack of size. I turn my back to her when I’m slipping the panties and skirt on. Once I’m dressed she has me sit so she can do my make up, including pink shadow and lips. Unlike the times she did this before, I get very hard, so I’m glad I’m covered by the skirt. She stands me up and kicks off her heels to lessen the height difference.
“You’ve always made such a pretty girl,” Hua tells me, admiring her work. I blush while she softly kisses my forehead, then both cheeks and my lips. She takes off her blouse, revealing her perfect small breasts with prominent dark nipples. She drops her skirt and steps out of it, revealing panties that match her rose colored bralette. I’m awestruck. Hua takes half a step back. “What do you think?”, she smiles. My heart races as I barely manage to tell her she is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. “More beautiful than Xixi,” she asks playfully. Before I can get out a tongue tied answer she assures me she’s just teasing.
She brings my hands to her breasts and I start to rub them. When I reach under and start playing with her hard nipples Hua removes her bra. She tells me to use my mouth and I do, but I’m too excited and suck too hard. Hua tells me to go easy and puts a hand on my head for guidance. When I get it right I’m rewarded with her moans. Hua reaches down under my skirt and starts to rub me through my panties, but it makes me cum almost instantly. I get very embarrassed and start to apologize, but Hua just laughs and tells me it’s okay. She gives me a kiss, has me clean up and put on fresh panties, then brings me over to the bed.
Hua lies down, slides off her panties and motions for me to get between her long legs. Her jet black hair is closely trimmed. I start getting erect again as I move up and put my mouth on her. Hua guides me with her hands, telling me when and where to lick, kiss, and suck. I get very excited hearing her moans or gasps and feel my panties getting sticky. Hua pulls out a vibrator, first using it on her nipples before sliding it down to her clit. She keeps me working my tongue while she works the vibrator until she reaches a loud orgasm. I’m in heaven. I try to continue licking her gently but she’s too sensitive stops me. Hua pulls me up until we are face to face and kisses me sweetly.
“You make a lovely, lovely girl,” she tells me with a big smile. I blush, but I enjoy the compliment. Hua asks if I’d like her to watch me masterbate. I suddenly feel shy, so I tell her I’m good. She asks if I’m sure, and I assure her I am. I don’t even think to ask Hua if she would help me. Instead, we clean up, get dressed and she walks me to the door. She turns me to face her, smiles, and kisses my forehead. “That was a lot of fun.” She winks at me. “Even better than old times, don’t you think?”
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