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Seven Minutes in Heaven

This is purely a work of fiction about two 18/19 year olds...


It is the summer before our first year of college and we are home alone at his house. My mom works from home, but his place will be empty until his sister gets home from her summer internship. We have been playing truth or dare since we got up this morning. However, as close childhood friends there are few questions to ask when we keep no secrets. Our game has purely consisted of dares.

Early on, I was dared to put on women's lingerie. Most of the day I have been dressed up in a black fishnet body stocking with a matching bra and panty set. He got them from the same place as usual: his sisters room as she and I are close in size. I have never heard of a normal girl with clothing like this, and it looks sexy as hell. The body stocking is a mesh pattern that covers my arms and leaves only my fingers and palms uncovered with an off-the-shoulder neckline. My smallish mounded chest looks larger with the push up bra, which is white with black polka dots and black lace trim. The matching tanga shorts show off my feminine ass and conceal the proof I am actually a boy. I love playing dress up here, since my parents won't let me wear girls clothing. I am supposed to act like a real boy.

However, I am not like most boys my age: when I hit puberty, my chest, hips and butt grew, while my limbs stayed slender like a girls body. I look somewhere in between genders: not quite boyish, nor truly feminine. My voice softened rather than deepened. It lost the childhood squawk, and smoothed into something far removed from a masculine sound. I typically only talk in a whisper if at all. My best friend has been my only true friend through these awkward changes and he is the only person I actually enjoy talking to. He says that my voice adds to my allure when I play dress up in his sisters clothes.

It is my turn to make a dare and my sexy outfit is giving me unusually high confidence. I always feel better in girls clothing. We have never done anything other than awkwardly curious touching and some gentle kissing. That changes today. "I dare you to give me seven minutes in heaven." He smiles a little and I know I am in for more than usual. I swallow nervously.

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