Date: Thu, 23 Jan 2014 08:16:02 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Father and Son. Part ten.

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            Part ten.

  Such was Rhett's need for sex, it was just after we entered our house
that he had his clothes off in spite of the chill in the air and begged me
to fuck him there and then. You wouldn't believe the way he attacked my
cock that we'd only had sex six hours before we left the hotel in Spain. He
really slobbered over the head of my upright cock, still loving whichever
way he sucked on me and then was soon having my saliva covered cock up in
his ass, fucking him as if it would be our last time. I then wanted him
doing the same to me and sucked on him first before turning round on my
knees and having him see to me, loving the way he moved inside me before
giving me his cum to the delight of feeling it coat my canal as he unloaded
the cum that had since grown after our morning session.

  We used the downstairs shower to wash each other's cock as well as clean
our bodies of the sweat that we had generated in the fucking of each
other. Then it was up into the bedroom we went where I put on a fresh set
of clothes and was delighted to see him put on his female attire to be back
again as being my wife. Oh how nature denied me from getting my son
pregnant so that he could give me another son. Now that would have made
history! But there again, if a man could get another man pregnant, the
world would soon lose most of its females. Now that would make a good story
of a planet that only had men on it, fucking each other and only producing
sons. The mind boggles at the problems this could cause. But I didn't write
one like this for I wasn't really into science fiction.

  Now science is a word that confuses some people with the letter i
following c before e, when the mantra learned in school was that it was i
before e except after c. Just thought I'd mention this quirk of the English
language that has nothing to do with this story.

  So with Rhett now being my un-married `wife', carried on the duties of
one while I used the phone to have an estate agent visit us to give me a
valuation on the house and if the price was right, he could put it up for
sale. I also contacted a firm that did European deliveries, asking for a
big one, smirking at the last words for it was with Rhett that I normally
wanted a big one. They too would send somebody round to see exactly what I
wanted transported to Spain and said that it was two to three days before
collection and delivery, which was fine with me.

  My `wife' Rhett, called out that lunch was ready and so went and sat down
and loved to see him/her sitting opposite me as we ate, wishing that he had
tits which would have looked nice to see across the table. I actually used
this kind of scenario in one of my stories that went down well with my fans
of my sexual books. That being titled "Uncle and Aunt", which can be read
at >nifty.org<, in section Transgender-TV. But it never got published in
the States, because it involved under age sex by their laws in
publications.

  Rhett's cooking was getting better with him now being an avid reader of
cooking recipes as well as watching the cooking programmes on the
television. That I know because he kept asking me to go onto their web
sites and down load quite a few of the recipes that were available. It got
to a point where he interrupted me enough for me to go and buy him a
computer and printer for him to do it himself. Me then getting quite a
variety of meals that he had picked up and knew that he had a future in
being a chef with what he turned out.

  Also, between doing the household chores and us having sex with each
other, he began leaning Spanish, which would help us enormously when we
actually moved out there, which was not far off now. I'd been given a
valuation on the house we were still living in and decided there and then,
with the price quoted, for the agent to put it out on the market after we
had left.

  I also, when the transport person came round and made notes of all that I
wanted taken to Spain and was told when he worked out the cubic space
needed that they wanted two days notice before loading the big van that was
required. Again, I agreed, and so everything was up and ready for our move.

  Rhett was over the moon when I told him that night when we were in bed
and had him take me round the world in our sexual frolic, even going as far
as using his tongue inside the entrance to my ass apart to where he was
quite often putting his cock. Mind you, I fucked him as much as he fucked
me, loving to have his ass in front of me to do so, declining to actually
use my tongue like he did with me in that department.

  A day before our scheduled departure, Six men from the removal firm came
with a mountain of boxes and reams of old newspapers to start packing up as
much as they could and that night, in bed with Rhett, I kissed him as I
stroked his erect and pulsating cock. `Let's make the most of the last
night in this bed...' I began for him to interrupt me.

  `What?' he exclaimed.

  `I hadn't finished,' I said. `for us move out tomorrow to sleep in an
hotel for the removal men to clear out all that we are having taken to
Spain. To our new house.'

  `Villa,' he corrected me.

  `Villa, house, bungalow, they're almost the same, though bungalow is
better than house as everything is on one level, but as you say, villa
sounds better,' I said.

  `Oh you darling of a man dad. Let us, as this is our last night here,
fuck each other senseless and suck on each other till morning,' he gushed,
his hand already working itself on my erection. `Fuck me first with what I
can feel and I will then do the best I can with you afterwards.' I gave out
a laugh.

  `Well I will do the best that I can for I do like us having sex the way
we do,' I told him.

  `You know, that me coming to live with you dad, was the best thing I
could have done in moving out from where we once lived before. I've since
come to be, not only your son, but your surrogate wife and love not only
being my dad, but my husband too. Oh if only we could be married. I can see
myself walking down the aisle in a white wedding dress and standing next to
you and being told that we were then man and wife. Oh dad! I'm not only
your son and wife but also your slave. You can do whatever you want with me
for I love you that much that it hurts me inside that I could never be
given a child by you.' He was then crying and having his tears drop down
onto my face as he kissed me. The kiss was passionate and I also had tears
in my eyes at this declaration of love and kissed him back as we cried
together. Then it was one of the best nights of us fucking each other and
then sucking on the cock that had given us the pleasure of having had it up
inside us.

  I don't think we actually slept at all that night, what with us sucking
on each other as well as sticking our cocks up into the offered ass. It was
like a dream coming true of both of us finding a love that not many people
really come to know.

  We looked bedraggled when we finally left the bed in the morning to have
our last shower in this house. Him putting on male clothes which didn't
look normal to me now, me dressing as usual, and had our last breakfast and
telling the guys who came to empty the house that they could take whatever
food was left in the freezer and fridge and left the house for the last
time and I drove us with the few clothes we carried, to a car dealer and
sold the car to him, for I had other ideas on the kind of car I now wanted.

  So I had a taxi take us to the station to catch the train that went via
the tunnel over to France. When there, I hired a car that I could drive to
Germany where I could then leave it at another of their agents for me to
then go and buy a Mercedes. By buying it there in Germany, it was cheaper
than buying one in England and also that it was also a left hand drive.

  We spent the night in an hotel there in Munich and had frantic sex that
being our first night of our new adventure. I knew that within a month, I
would have to have the car's plates changed into being Spanish, but that
wasn't a problem. I also had a mobile phone with me so that I could be in
contact with the men doing the transportation of our things to let us know
exactly when they expected to arrive at our new home.

  We stopped twice in France for our night's sleep and sex and still
arrived in Spain a full day ahead of the removal van and had another night
in the hotel we had stayed in before. Though we didn't eat there as we
found that the outside restaurants served up a better meal than what the
hotel offered.

  `Think of it Rhett,' I said when we were in bed after having had oral sex
and loving to suck and swallow each other's cum, `that we will be doing
this tomorrow night in our own bed. Not only will we show our love for each
other in our own bed, but we will christen each room and also the sun beds
down by the pool too.'

  `Also in the pool,' Rhett chuckled and kissed me. `Now fuck me dad with
what I can feel, it being up and ready.'

  So with him up on his knees, I went in between his open legs, giving each
of the cheeks of his bum a kiss before poking the head of my cock into the
entrance to his ass and pushed, and loved once again being up inside the
body heat of the son that I loved more than I did of his mother. He even
began crooning as I moved inside him and recognised the song as being "Back
in the saddle again." He then began giving out little cries, which I knew
were of delight as he felt me shooting out my cum to coat his channel. I
even felt like singing myself as I did so.

  But the end came and I leaned over his back, breathing heavily as I was
still throbbing away inside his ass until I straightened up and pulled out
to cries of dismay. Having gone bare back, got off the bed and went and
washed my cock before returning to the bed for him to then fuck me.

                                                    *

  We had just finished our hotel breakfast, not very good, and having our
last cup of coffee when my mobile phone rang. I answered it to be told that
the delivery men were just pulling up by the petrol station that was just
inside the urbanisation. I told them to get a cup of coffee or tea as it
would be half an hour before we would arrive there.

  `They must have started early this morning,' Rhett said as we left the
dining room.

  `Bring our things down Rhett while I pay the bill,' I told him, so off he
went while I went and paid for our stay and was ready when he came back
down with our bags and we left the hotel and piled them into the car and
went off to meet the delivery men to lead them to our new home. I had
already collected the house keys the day before which was just as well, for
the agency didn't open till 10.a.m. and it was only half eight when we
pulled up behind the big removal van.

  They'd had their coffee and so I drove off, after a quick chat with them,
to lead them to where the villa was. It only took us fifteen minutes to be
there and with me opening the big gate, which was in the side road and
opened the door for the two men to start carrying the big stuff into the
villa while Rhett and I carried the smaller boxes.

  Most of it was placed in the big empty lounge for us to sort out
afterwards for it took two hours to empty the van and giving them a big
tip, thanked them and off they went to drive back to England as Rhett and I
then went into each other's arms to have a kiss in our new residence.

  `When can we start christening the rooms dad?' he asked, rubbing the
front of my trousers with his.

  `Later when we've sorted most of this out. Find the boxes with the
kitchen items in so that we will at least be able to have some coffee while
seeing to the rest,' I told him. As all the boxes had been labelled with
the contents, it was easy for him to do that job before we could then work
together in placing everything in the right place, the bed being the main
item and then the bed linen, the dining table and chairs. Those were the
main things for there were still other items that we didn't bring and had,
the day before, paid for a large carpet for the lounge as well as a big
sofa and two arm chairs and coffee table at a furniture store in town and
would be having it delivered the next day. That also included some loungers
and things for putting out by the pool for Rhett would be out there as soon
as he could, to begin getting a new sun tan.

  We had bypassed lunch and called a halt to have Rhett cook us a scrap
meal for our dinner, and told him no more work for the day, and after
eating, went into our new bedroom. This had been the first part of the
villa that we had straightened up, with the bed having its linen and the
bathroom with what usually went in there, so all we had to do was get
undressed.

  `The bed,' Rhett gushed. `Our magic place of heaven,' as he got on the
bed, him already having an erection that bounced about as he did the same
with the rest of his naked body on the bed. I smiled at this and even my
erection was doing the same as his had done as I got on the bed too and
into his open arms for us to have our first kiss there and was about to
christen it.

  He had already started to turn round on the bed as I got on and had the
head of my cock in his mouth before I settled down to have his erection in
front of my face for me to then take the head of his cock into mine to
begin sucking and teasing the G string. It wasn't long before we gave each
other our cum that had collected in our balls and after swallowing it and
licking the heads clean did Rhett turn round on the bed for us to kiss and
cuddle. Believe or it, we both then fell asleep.

                                               *

  I was woken up in the usual way of having Rhett down under the covers,
slobbering on my morning erection and I would have rather sucked him in the
shower, but it wasn't big enough for the two of us, so I saw to him while
still in bed. But because we still had a lot to do in the villa, we didn't
stop to have anal sex but got up and had a meagre breakfast as we couldn't
do any food buying until after we'd had the delivery of our
furniture. Which thankfully, turned up an hour later as we had just
finished making room in the lounge for the furniture to be carried in
there. I got the men to leave the pool things outside, so with it all in
and the van empty, they left and we left the villa too to get some food in.

  The local supermarket was only a mile away and so an hour later, we were
back at the villa and I left Rhett to see to putting the food away where he
wanted it in the kitchen while I moved the sun beds and mattresses out by
the pool and as soon as Rhett had finished putting the food away, we both
stripped off and went and had a swim in the pool and spent the rest of the
afternoon lying out in the sun.

  As I've mentioned before, with the high walls surrounding the villa, we
couldn't be seen by anyone and so we were out there naked and it wasn't
long before I was off the sun bed and had Rhett's flaccid cock in my
mouth. I was able to take the whole thing in and rub my nose on his lower
stomach. Like me, the pubic hairs had started to grow again though we
wouldn't be shaving it off again for as it began to grow again, it made us
itchy.

  But with me having all of his soft cock in my mouth to chew and suck, it
wasn't long before it grew and began to force itself out of my mouth till I
only had the head there, but it was enough for him to give me his cum and
after licking him clean, had him do the same to me.

  We stayed out by the pool until our stomachs told us that they needed
feeding and with the sun still up in the sky, went back into the villa for
our dinner. Which we had and afterwards, were back out by the pool until
the sun no longer could be seen and had the shadow of the villa over the
sun beds and so went back inside.

  With us being naked and having our cocks again being at full mast, we
christened the lounge by fucking each other on the big carpet, using
condoms so that we could suck on each other afterwards.

  Over the next couple of weeks, we did the same in every part of the villa
after our sun bathing and even had a builder in to rip out the existing
shower and make one big one so that we could both have a shower at the same
time. With us quickly getting a lovely sun tan, I began to sit under the
umbrella so that I could have my lap top out of the sun for me to start on
my writing as Rhett stayed out on a sun bed.

  Some days we would drive around the urbanisation, looking at the
different styles of villas and houses, completely different from the rows
of the same type of houses that England had. We also went into Mazarron to
the Saturday market for fresh vegetables and with Rhett quick at learning
to speak Spanish, did the buying. Though the stall vendors having quite a
few English people buying from then, were quite good in them speaking our
language too.

  Now let me say again, that the big gates we had to allow the car to be
parked inside, the entrance for this was on the side road whereas the other
entrance was a single gate on the main road side. This had a bell push
there, as it was still a law in Spain that any person entering within the
walls without being invited, was trespassing, though strangers would not
know this. So both gates were always locked.

  We'd been in the villa now for six weeks when the bell rang to tell us
that somebody was at the front gate. We looked at each other, wondering who
would be calling. Being naked inside the villa, I quickly put a sarong
around my waist and went out to see who the visitor was and got a
shock. For it was my wife Caroline.

  `It's taken me two weeks to find you,' were her first words to me as I
opened the gate, though she told the taxi that she had arrived in to wait
before she came into the garden.

  Well it's nice to see you too,' I said sarcastically as I then led her
into the villa. Rhett must have seen her come in, for on entering the
villa, found that he had disappeared, but showed up a few minutes later
wearing a sarong too.

  `Hello mom,' he said though didn't go over and kiss her but stayed by my
side.

  `Where's your boyfriend?' I asked of her.

  `I kicked him out,' she replied.

  `Oh! You caught him fucking another man?' I asked.

  `No. Ever since Rhett called him a shithead and left, he got even worse,
so I kicked him out,' she said and I saw Rhett give out a smile at this.

  `So why have you come all the way out here?' I asked.

  `I wanted to see how Rhett was getting on with you and if he wanted to
come back home with me,' she said. `I had called at the house you had in
England only to find that you had sold it, and on going further in this,
learned from the estate agent that you were moving out here. It took me two
weeks to find out who collected and delivered your furniture and things and
got the address from them.'

  `So you've come out here to take my son back with you?'

  `In a nutshell, yes,' she replied. That's when Rhett spoke up.

  `I won't go mom. I love dad and you threw him out because he is
bi-sexual,' to which she nodded. `Well you would then do the same to me
when you would find out that I'm gay.' Now that stunned her. `I love dad
and he loves me,' he finished.

  `I love you too,' she told him.

  `But I doubt that you'd have sex with me like dad does,' he
countered. Now she really had a shocked look on her face and it had gone
quite red.

  `You have sex with your father?' she asked in a querulous tone of voice.

  `Yes,' he replied.

  `That's incest!' she exclaimed.

  `No mom, that's love,' he told her and turned and whispered to me, `keep
her talking and I'll be back in a minute,' and left the lounge where we
were still standing.

  `You haven't changed have you! I find you fucking another man and now you
are fucking your son! It's unbelievable,' she exclaimed.

  `Well he fucks me too and also does what you didn't do and that's to suck
on me as well,' I said back to her, my voice rising as much as hers had.

  Then Rhett returned into the lounge and was astounded to see that he was
wearing his dress. Boy, you should have seen the expression on his mother's
face.

  `Rhett!' she cried. `You're wearing a dress!' Which was obvious as he
came and stood next to me, an arm coming round my waist as he leaned
against me.

  `I thought that was obvious. I wear this to show him that I can be as
good a woman as you are mom. In fact, I'm the wife to him that you were
not,' he said.

  `But...but... Rhett! What would people say if they knew you were having
sex with your father?' she exclaimed, and then the bombshell hit her.

  `Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn,' he said, and I burst out
laughing at a real Rhett Butler speaking the words of the fictitious Rhett
Butler from "Gone with the Wind". She was stunned and could only gawp at us
for a moment. Her face was now livid at what he had said and me laughing.

  `Well the pair of you can go and fuck yourselves,' she cried out as she
turned to storm out of the villa.

  `That we will mom,' Rhett called out as she disappeared out of the door
and I went and saw her go out, slamming the gate behind her. I watched her
get into the taxi and have it then disappear from sight.

  I went back inside to see the grin of his face.

  `I nearly told her to go and fuck herself too,' he said, moving up and
hugging me as he gave me a kiss.

  `What you said was priceless,' I said, laughing again, and as he was
tight up against me, I could feel that he had an erection and it caused my
cock to start to rise up too.

  `Make love to me dad,' he breathed. `Fuck my brains out with what I've
just done.'

  `Rhett. I'll fuck you but let you keep your brains and then you can fuck
me,' and so he let go off me and went and knelt down on the carpet and I
was quick to get behind him and on lifting up the hem of the dress to throw
it over his back as I whipped off the sarong and got between his legs and
pushed my erection up inside his ass.

  He gave out a yelp at the forceful entry but then gave out a big sigh
when my thighs came up tight to the cheeks of his bum, my cock now really
throbbing inside him.

  `My husband. My lover. My dad. Who gives a fuck what we do, for I love my
dad, even more so when he's doing what his doing now ,' he cried.

  `I love my new wife,' I grunted as I moved inside him. `I love my son and
love what I'm doing now and will love him even more when he does the same
to me,' I finished, running out of breath as I began really ramming myself
into him and began giving him my cum that was now bursting out from the
head of my cock.

  `You lovely fucker dad,' he cried out as he felt ever shot of my cum that
was coating his inside.

  I was exhausted as I pulled out of him when I'd finished cumming inside
him, and sat back on my heels, panting heavily. He was quick to turn round
and didn't let me get up to go and wash myself for he really showed his
love for me by taking the head of my cock into his mouth to suck out any
residue of cum that might have still been inside there.

  A couple of minutes later, he let go of me and straightened up and pulled
the dress up over his head and threw it to one side, letting me see that
his cock was moving up and down as it throbbed away and I now wanted the
cock inside me. So I turned round on my knees and had him enter me from the
rear and loved every minute that he moved himself back and forth, giving me
all kinds of thrills with each nerve that ran throughout my body as he
reamed my backside. The icing of the cake was to have his cum spray the
inside of my ass and with him pulling out of me to go and suck on his cock
that had just left my ass.

                                                   *

  We had both found our Nirvana here in Spain, having sex several times a
day, even fucking each other whilst in the pool. We loved the sunshine and
the tan that we got though in the middle of summer it became just too hot
at noon to lay out there on the sun beds, but go into our bedroom to spend
the afternoon loving each other.

  Though we didn't really need the sun, we still, when Christmas came
around, went off to Lyon Island, flying to London to be on Lyon Airways so
that we had a flying bed to have sex on and also for the return flight. We
still stretched out on the nudist beach in the sun and even went and booked
the same for the following Christmas. I Had written two more books over the
time before the Christmas and had them published in the January, both of
them again being best sellers which gave us enough money to live, love and
have fun for ever.

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