My Sissy Sexual Awakening Phonesex (Pt. 2)

Continued from pt 1

I rubbed the fabric of my sister’s new dress in between my fingers, and for the first time in my life, my dick was hard.  I was a little panicked.  What did this mean?  I grabbed it, trying to quell my engorged dick.  I scooted back against the dresser and the dress fell off and landed on top of me.  I wanted to feel it on my skin so bad.  I wanted it more than anything.

I heard the door close on my parents’ bedroom once again and breathed a sigh of relief.  I was so scared of my parents finding me in here.  I didn’t know why I was in there in the first place, but it felt shameful.

I pulled down the front of my pajamas to take a closer look at what was going on.  I touched myself.  Examining.  My fingers running over my small erection felt heavenly.  I grabbed the fallen dress and rubbed it over myself, feeling the silky smooth fabric run over my sensitive prick.

It was like I came alive in that moment.  For that moment I stopped worrying about whether it was right or wrong.  I sheathed my cock in the dress and wrapped my hand around it and squeezed.  The pleasure would have buckled my knees if I had been standing.  I kept squeezing and releasing over and over again.  It felt better and better with each flex of my hand.  I think you can probably guess what happened next.  What a thrill it was.

A sexual awakening.  I didn’t dare tell anyone.  In fact, this is the first time I have told anyone that story.  It was the beginning but far from the end.  Give me a call and I would be happy to tell you much, much more.