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The story is part of a series. It will make more sense if part one (Caught by My Daughter) is read first.It had been nearly a week since my daughter Sherri caught me crossdressing. To her credit, she acted like the whole incident never happened. Our day to day interactions and conversations never gave any hint of the accidental discovery or the events that followed. My daughter appeared to be her normal self; the respectful, studious, straight laced girl who would make her parents proud. My wife and I knew she was not a virgin, but we were both satisfied she had learned her lesson. In fact, she had not even dated a guy since she allowed her last boyfriend to take her virginity.My wife was going to be gone for the weekend visiting her mother. Sherri enjoyed visiting her grandmother and usually went as well. This time, unbeknownst to me, she had other ideas. I got quite a shock when I got home. Sherri met me at the door wearing nylons, heels and a robe.“What are you doing home? I thought you were going with your mother for the weekend. Why are you dressed like this?” I asked incredulously.“I told her I didn’t want to go this time. I said I had things I needed to do, but didn’t tell her what.” She replied.“What things?” I asked.“Well for one, I want to give you a blow istanbul travesti job like I promised I would before Momma almost caught us the other day. Will you dress up like you were again?”“You mean like Crystal?” I asked.“Crystal?”“Yeah, that was the nickname your aunt Mary gave me when she caught me doing it. She was 18 and I was 16 and caught me masturbating like you did. Back then I used to dress up in your grandmother’s clothes. As far as I know Mom never found out, and Mary never said anything.”“Wow!” Sherri exclaimed. “What did you wear?”“Let’s go sit down,” I replied. “I will explain it all if you want. It is kind of a long story.”I related to Sherri that I had started crossdressing very young, in one of Mom’s silky nightgowns, gartered stockings, and an open bottom body briefer, all of which were too big. I ejaculated for the first time just from the feeling and had been hooked ever since. How every time I would cum, and even to this day, I would feel embarrassed about dressing up that way. The first thought in my mind after cumming was always to get rid of the female clothing. Many, many times I had sworn off doing it anymore, but always went back to it like an addiction. I eventually found out how to ‘jack off’ and over istanbul travestileri time discovered I loved tight girdles, high heels and short skirts. Sometimes I would get hard just thinking about such attire, and it was almost automatic if I saw a lady wearing nylons and heels.After Mary caught me, she would dress in short skirts, stockings, and high heels when we were home alone. She was always more dominant than I and used to kid me about being her big little brother since she was only 5 foot 4 inches tall and I was 5 foot 10. Just as she does now, she had legs to die for, and wore a 34A bra. She bought thigh high stockings for me and a pair of heels that would fit. Even after she went off to college, she would sometimes send me a package of stockings on my birthday, always preceded by a note a couple of days before that it was coming and that it was ‘for my eyes only’ so I could be on the lookout for the package before anyone else found out about it.“Wow Daddy,” Sherri commented. “That’s quite a story. I guess I take after Aunt Mary more than I take after Momma since I think it’s hot too. Since she’s not home, will you please dress up like Crystal?”I agreed to her request and dressed in a silky below the knee nightgown, travesti thigh high stockings, and 4 inch heels.“Nice!” Sherri exclaimed, seeing me emerge from the bedroom, sporting wood through the nightie. “You walk pretty well in heels. Let’s go back to your bedroom. You lie on your bed so I can suck you off. Just make sure you cum in my mouth.”To say I was blown away would be an understatement, but I did as she requested. Sherri dropped her robe on the floor and stood before me completely nude. As I lay there admiring her shaved pussy, long legs, and her 34B’s, she deftly pulled my nightie up far enough to gain access to my pulsating member. Taking just the head in her mouth, she began licking, causing me to explode almost immediately.“Wow Crystal! Do you always cum that quick?” Sherri asked after licking my erection dry.“I’m sorry,” I muttered “I couldn’t help it. We shouldn’t be doing this. I’m your dad after all.”“No! Right now you are Crystal,” Sherri retorted. “And now I have a girlfriend with a cock. I want to put it inside me.”“No. I want you to think about something first.” I told her, thinking a plan I was forming might convince her otherwise. “”If you are going to do that, you are going to do things a little different. From now on, you are not to wear panties when you are home. When you are not home, you will always wear them. If I am home when you get here and your mother is not, you will take them off while I watch you and hand them to me. If you are home when I get here and she is not, you will show me that you are not wearing panties.

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