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Chapter 10
by OathkeeperPath
How does he?
With Grace and Dignity?
I take the chance to really think about the last few weeks in this new light.
When we were out of the race cars he would walk beside me to tease and flirt. At first I thought it was just to be mean but looking at it and the texts, he was talking to me the way a man talks to a girl he is interested in, he wasn't doing this to tease and embarrass me he was flirting, to make me blush, and he knew it was working,
I just never saw it. He always 'knew'.
He was the first to realize this, and it's why he had been teasing me so much more in the last few races and bets.
I start to get angry with myself for missing all the signs. 'Alex likes me and was willing to play along because he saw we both liked it, and thought this was a social excuse. Why didn't I see any of this?' I ask myself, torn.
I then think about what Alex had said, about this being how it starts for make-outs. My heart starts to race, as I start to remember how turned on I was, as I remember all the dirty things he said and the things I sent. 'What had he been thinking, as he did those things and saw my reaction, I really did just let him get away with treating me like that.'
I can't seem to make more sense of these thought, they such go round and around in a circle.
I get ready for bed and dress in panties, bra and a night shirt, thinking of him, 'of us?'.
I fall asleep that night, absent minded as I start rubbing my cock through my panties, thinking of Alex and trying to finish untwisting my mind.
The rest of the week end I spend alternately going from being horny from thinking about our time together and angry, at what exactly I'm unsure.
Monday comes and I realize he didn't bother me when I didn't sent him a picture yesterday. So I snap one on my way out the door, I'm almost sad when its lunch time and I've not heard anything from him.
One of the girls even comment on my mood, "Whats wrong, you're normally so upbeat? boy trouble?" She meant it as a joke to get me chating but changes tactic when my face gives it away. "Do you want to talk about it?"
I shake my head and I got through out the day.
I get a call from Miss C and just like I thought she chewed me out, but promised to have it done by Friday.
I go through the rest of the week waiting for race day and trying to solidify my resolve one way or the other. I keep myself smooth and in all the lingerie I had been. Still send a pic every now and then, But even the night before race day I don't know if I'm going to even go.
Alex and I have had no contact since last week. He's probably just as twisted as me after what happened, maybe worse.
He wants this and thought I did too but now knows I didn't know what was truly going on, his mind must be a mess too. 'Is that something I would go along with had I not been so thick headed, would I play into his games now because I know now and it turns me on, do I want this enough to figure an us out?'
That's how I find myself laying in bed in my new black lace thong panties, my cock bulging against them. The garter belt around my hips with the stocking attached to the garter straps, and a tight, black tank top. With all of it rubbing my skin with each little move as i rub my body, my legs brushing the silk stockings with every shift, and the lace of the garter rubbing me in my creases, while the tight panties hug my cock.
I go over and over this in my head until I fall asleep, still teasing my self and horny but feeling like masturbating would be definitive.
The next morning I get up early. I get ready, head out, Miss C is as good as her word and my z350 is ready, new transmission and the other damage repaired. She notices something of about me too but thinks its about how much money I just dropped, I let her believe that.
I drive to the spot. 'Today, I have to decide, I'm at least going to show and talk with him.' I tell myself as I approach the spot.
I don't want him out of my life enough to ghost him.
Alex is there, As I park, the sight of him, looking so cocky and smug in his car makes me hard in my tight panties. The thought of wearing my panties around him makes me blush. I get out of the car and he sees me, just for a second his look falters and I can tell it was a front, he is twisted up like feel .
He is stunned, he's surprised to see me at all let alone the panties I flash him when I'm close enough and think no one else can see. I left peaking out, I know what he is looking at and it makes me blush more as he looks at me from the feet up, his eyes stopping on my hips and crotch, his mouth dropping open and eyes wide, as I pull up my shirt and show him my panties. His eyes widen as his cock clearly pushes against the fabric of his jeans. He walks the last few steps to me.
"Wow I think those might be a bit too small princess. Your practically bursting out." he says with a smirk.
I don't know why but this frustrates me enough to respond aggressive, instead of drag him into the diplomatic conversation I wanted to have. " I get a Wow over these, from the man to busy to reply to the pic when I was only these and my garter?"
"That's because I've not been looking at what you sent me, too afraid of what it might say, but I am glad you're here. Means you still want to play right?" He runs his hand along my thigh, and to my hips, fingers grazing my pantie clad cock through my jeans, before he stops and moves to the side of me, I've froze again, body tingling at his touch. "Nice" he says and gives my ass a swat and walks away to go get ready for our race. Leaving me with my mouth hanging open and a hard cock in my panties. I had planned to tell him to knock it off but that I still wanted us to be friends again, to finish out this bet and not have anymore like it. But again I went speech less and let him lead.
Hating myself for loving every second of it.
I muster my wits and yell "Get back here Alex we haven't decided what we are racing for, what's our bet?"
Alex just laughs and yells as I get closer to him again." I have a few ideas in mind but I think I've already won the real prize. You know what I want it if win, but I'll make it official, I want us to finish our 'hangout' but I want us to go on a date first this time, I don't want their to be any possibility of misunderstanding, and if I can get you to admit you like what happens, you will be my girlfriend." I'm about to object, not apposed as much as I should be, but against the blanket agreement of a relationship like that, but he finishes and my mind changes. "and if you win you can have anything you want. Anything."
'I can think of a lot of ways to use that against him.' "Fine but don't count on this being your win already. I may make you regret your decision.'
With a smirk he jumps in the car, and drives off to the starting line.
'Damn it. I had that face he makes when he thinks he's already won.' I think and run back to my car, as my cock rubs against the panties and they start to feel a little wet from pre-cum. 'I'm going to rub that smug face in it.'
I meant my victory but I get a mental image of him dressed like I had been, me rubbing his face into my rock hard cock through my jeans and making him kiss it.
I shake my head to try and get my mind in the moment.
The race starts and I'm driving crazier than I ever have before, I'm horny and conflicted but that just makes me drive way more aggressive, cutting closer to obstacles than normal and redlining it constantly, if Miss C was any less of a mechanic wizard I have no doubt it would have blown again.
I've almost lost control twice.
Miracle of Miracles I've made it almost to the finish line and he is far behind me, his car screaming to make up the distance I gained through the twists and turns, but even with what ever he's done to it this time, he just can't...
'What do I want?'...
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Street Racing Princess
Are you man enough to dress like a chick?
Alex and you have been friends and rivals for years on the street racing scene in your home town, this continued from high school to post community College. You've both always had fun making bets on the races, but here lately Alex has been winning, alot, and the bets have taken a turn.
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Updated on Jan 19, 2024
by OathkeeperPath
Created on Nov 29, 2023
by OathkeeperPath
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