1. Becoming Daddy's Little Halloween Princess


    Date: 9/2/2017, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Transgendered, Transsexual, Transvestite, Author: willingwimp, Rating: 78.6, Source: sexstories.com

    prancing and dancing for him. My relationship with Daddy changed one night when I came home late from a Halloween party when I just turned 18. On this particular Halloween, I had dressed as Princess Jasmine from Aladdin. I wore a beautiful, translucent light blue harem pants and halter set that exposed my midriff and back, a matching pair of high heels, bangles on my wrists and an anklet with little bells around my ankle, a necklace and dangling earrings. Before putting on the costume I had showered and put on body lotion that had little sparkles and a lot of perfume. I had put on blue eye shadow, which really brought out the blue in my eyes, red lipstick, and I had blown-dried my long hair so that it cascaded down my shoulder in waves. Of course, I had also shaved my legs and waxed all my body hair and carefully tucked my male "equipment" under my crotch, held in place by a tight, spandex thong that was clearly visible through the harem pants. All the kids at the party had agreed ahead of time to try to swipe alcohol from our parents' stocks, so we had a wide an weird variety of spirits, wines, and beers. The party was in one of the kid's basements who had cool parents who stayed upstairs and ignored us. The basement was lit only with "black lights" the kind that keep it dark but make your teeth look real white and picked up the sparkles from my body lotion. Music was pounding, so you couldn't really talk and everyone just danced on the dance floor, not really couple ...
    dancing so much as everyone dancing with everyone. It was dark and steamy and a lot of us were pressed together. I like to dance and my body really flows with the music. With the harem costume, I was doing a lot of hip swiveling and belly dance kinds of moves. I felt like Shakira on the dance floor. I think I must have looked pretty sexy because a lot of kids wanted to touch me and sort of dance with me, but to my surprise more boys danced with me than girls. What really made me feel sexy was that I could feel a couple of the boys press their hard cocks against my butt as I swiveled my hips. Everyone there knew me and knew that I was a dude, but it was Halloween, it was dark and crowded, we were drunk, and I guess everyone was pretty horny, including me. I was horny, and I did think a lot of the girls there looked great, but what got me really excited was knowing that I was turning on some of the guys, and I really enjoyed flirting with them and seeing -- and feeling -- their reactions. One of the bigger guys, Joey, who is a football player and whose "costume" was his football uniform was the only one who tried to make fun of me, calling me a fag and that sort of thing. But I was too drunk and having too much fun to care, and just flirted with him all the more, batting my eyes at him, making little kissy faces at him. As the evening continued I noticed he stopped calling me names, but that he kept looking at me whenever he could. When I finally left the party, I put on an overcoat ...
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