Date: Fri, 4 Jul 2008 21:20:48 -0700 (PDT) From: Matthew O'Shea Subject: Sissy-Boy Baby Michelle chapter 5 transgender teens Warnings as previous Chapters, hope you're of age like 18yr to read this. Yes, good now read and hopefully enjoy. * * * * * * End of Ch 4. "I'm sure this will be very good for my little baby sister. Open wide my darling." I was told. Of course I knew to obey, that's one thing Alan has beaten into me. I now know why. With mouth open, I looked eagerly as the juice covered finger came closer, then entered between my lips. With both hands I held Jennifer's wrist in case she tried to withdraw before I was ready to let it free. After licking the precious juice onto my tongue to savour the delicate flavour. I began suckling the intruding finger, as I had not long before done on my bottle. Wishing also it was another part of Jennifer's divine body. * * * * * * * * - - - - - - - - - - - Chapter 5 I lay peacefully sucking on Jennifer's finger as if it was her clit. After about a minute or so of this, she asked. "Would you like me to cuddle in beside you sweetheart?" I quickly nodded, smiling to her, as I moved a little to the side making way for my big sister. The duvet pulled up over us both, our arms just as quickly entwined the others body. In a frenzy we began kissing, fondling each other, like it was our first time together. Under my nappy I was rock hard, could feel a little dampness I knew my pre cum must be oozing out. As my whole baby body seemed to feel so sensitive, to be on fire. With the gently moans and sights coming from Jennifer I knew she was in exactly the same high state of arousal. My mouth went to suckle at her breast. Oh my!! her nipples were also standing firm, right ready waiting for this babies mouth. As I sucked Jennifer began stroking my hair telling me what a good baby I am, how she's going to enjoy playing with me over the weekend. Removing my mouth from her nipples, smiling at me, then asking, "Would baby like something bigger to suckle on?" I knew exactly what she meant, as I could feel the twitching from below as I was sucking those loving nipples. I didn't have to think twice before saying, "esss peesss." at the same time nodding me head excitingly. In no time I was down under her nighty. The strong smell of sexual aroma radiating from her clitty drew my mouth ever so quickly towards it. Kissing, licking her rock hard clit, another seepage of pre cum trickled from the slit, to hang teasingly. Quickly be licked off and savoured in my hungry mouth. Down licking, sucking around her every part. Kissing tenderly over her virginal pussy, in the most loving way I could. Tweaking my hot wet tongue over her pussy lips, backwards and forwards again and again in a gentle caring manner. The cries and jerking coming from Jennifer I knew she was enjoying the attention her pussy was receiving. Yes wishing I could go further, but it's not for me to question her decision on remaining a virgin for a time. Anyway, would I still be man enough to do the deed, as I've always been totally bitch. Well there is no time to think about that now, my hungry mouth has a job to do. Hearing the soft noises coming from Jennifer, I knew she was wanting her clit taken care of. Kissing and tonguing my way back to the skin covered gland head. Licking the nob of love, before slowly lowering my wide opened mouth over. Sliding downwards, pushing back her foreskin in doing so. In a wild frenzy my tongue licked around the hot purple throbbing nob, cleaning out any goodness that may be sitting under there. Jennifer's hands came to hold over my head, pushing it downwards. Till I had the full length of her divine clit filling my mouth, pushing at my tonsils. The jerking of her hot organ sent me into wild sucking, working up and down that shaft like my whole life depended on it, for survival of mankind. Up and down, up and down I went slowly, deliberately slow now, hoping to prolong the pleasure. Out licking downwards to kiss and suck around her now tight love nest. The long deep moans of pleasure coming from Jennifer, the odd words of sexual encouragement she was uttering. I knew my lover wasn't far from offering up her love nectar to this little baby, to give it life. Like every little baby receives from its bottle of milk, many times a day. Quickly my hot wantoned mouth was back, sucking in and out of Jennifer's thick pulsating shaft. Faster and faster I went, taking her deeper and deeper on each downward thrust. In on time Jennifer took hold of my head again, holding it as her whole body just jerked in frantic wild spasms. Calling out, OOHHHH YESSSS!! YESSSS!!! FUUCCKKKK III'MMMM CUUMMMMMIIINNGGGG!!!!!! UUUMMMMMM GOOOODDD SUUCKKKK MEEE!! Then UURRrrrrrrr UURRRrrrrrrrrrrr as her load of hot sissy juice was jettisoned deep into my sucking mouth. Her clit suddenly pushing hard at my throat, sending her volleys of hot sperm straight down. Eagerly I sucked faster wanting to take all my darling had to offer, as shot after shot just seemed to keep coming for me. Pushing her clitty out a little so at least I could get a taste of Jennifer's sissy juice on the back of my tongue. My mouth was still full of cum as her love tube slowly began to deflate. I continued to suck as the size shrunk, to get every last droplet of her divine goodness. Completely spent, I felt Jennifer's body lie motionless, her breathing slowed, but still long and deep. One hand still resting on my head, the other I don't know. With the knowledge she had nothing more to give from her clit, after one last cleaning suck and kiss. I slowly and lovingly kissed my way back up this beautiful body beside me. To rest my head gently over her strong beating heart. Even the sound each beat made, was the most beautiful, peaceful sound to listen too. My whole body seemed to raise and fall in time to her deep down breathing. Together we both just lay there, silently. My hands couldn't help but gently caress over the pretty satin nighty, covering this loving beauty my head was allowed to rest upon. Under my nappy, I still possessed one stiff eager for attention sissy clit. Hoping as soon as Jennifer recovers, I'll be offered relief via at least a lovely soft hand milking. After about a minute or so, Jennifer turned towards me. Kissing over my face, finishing with one sweet and tender on my lips. Thanking me for giving her such a fantastic orgasm, she didn't think she had so much in her, till it started on its journey. Telling me how wonderful she felt, feeling my mouth fighting to take every last drop. In turn I told her how much I love the taste of her sissy juice, that I can't get enough of it. Our arms just wrapped tightly around each other. At the same time I worked myself on top, looking straight into Jennifer's eyes. With the hope she would notice the pleading look and feel the state my clit was in as I rubbed my nappy covered area over her stomach. In return I got pulled down then offered a sweet kiss, as I was told., "No! you're not going to get what you are wanting. You are just a baby girl, babies just have to be fed nice baby food." I felt quite dejected on hearing her say that, I just fell off to her side, looking to the ceiling. That wasn't going to give me any inspiration. So I slowly let my left hand wonder down, till it was over the little thing that was crying out for her attention. "No!!! don't you dare touch." Jennifer said in a very firm voice. "Please let me I don't think I'll be able to sleep with this rod pushing on my nappy. Please Jennifer." turning to kiss her cheek at the same time. "I know how hard it is not to have any relief. This is what you'll have to get use to when we go to Mummy and Daddies place. Then on the Sunday afternoon we'll be taken into their bedroom. You wait and see just how wonderful it will be, after waiting all this time for juicing." "Yes I guess so, but I'm still so very hard under my nappy." all the response I got, was her finger wiped gently across my tenter lips. Quickly I opened my mouth and took it in, for another we suck. As we lay there quietly talking, I asked Jennifer, "Instead of being my big sister. Could I please call you Mummy all weekend? I'd really like that." "Yes I think that's a good idea, I can see you're really happy being a baby now aren't you Michelle?" I couldn't agree more, as I just cuddled into her breast, nodding my head feverishly in doing so. The last thing I remember is having my head lightly stroked by a soft caring hand. I woke early in the morning, well not that early. Daylight was peeping through the drapes in an annoying fashion. But I had this feeling of a full bladder. "Mummy! think I need to do wees." Still a little sleepy and about to jump out of bed. Only to be pulled back my the hand. "Just where do you think you're trying to go little one?" at the same time poking at my nappy covered area. "Now you lie there, show Mummy what a good little baby you are by doing your wee wees." Lying back conscious of what I have to let flow, was for me a lot easier said than done. The more one tried the harder it seemed to be. Till Mummy turned me on my side facing her, raising the back of the nighty. Teasingly she started running her fingertips along my lower back, just above the nappy. Somehow that did the trick, like turning on a mains tap. The flow started with a little trickle. Then I got this most wonderful feeling, as my waste water began gush forth, like never before, filling my nappy. I was so delighted, putting my hand down there just to feel the warmth, the squashiness I had developed. Having all this wetness sitting around, with the help of my plastics, it all stayed in there. It didn't take long then, till the smell of urine waffled out. Guess that wasn't so bad either, knowing I had made it. It was a smell I would get used to very quickly, plus enjoy. Jennifer also seemed to take pleasure in the smell. As I looked to her to see a big beaming smile across her face. To be followed by a lovely kiss telling me, "That's being a good little baby girl for your Mummy. You'll find it a lot easier from now on." We just lay there, both feeling what I'd achieved. As hot as it was coming out, it doesn't take long before it cools right down, but not to cold. At least I'm now a happy little wet baby girl, in the arms of her beautiful Mummy Jennifer. Not long after we decided, seen as daylight had risen, we should follow suit. Holding my hand, Mummy led me to the bathroom. Helping me lie down on a large bath towel, then started filling the bath adding nice smelling bath oils to it. I lay contented having Mummy open one very wet nappy. I didn't realize just how much these disposables hold till then. With my bathing over Mummy had me do my normal things like shaving, cleaning teeth while she had her bath. Oh, how I wished I could be washing her all over, as she had just done to me. That time will come again, I know. We stayed in our nighty and lovely satin robes while we had breakfast. To my great surprise, I had a large pink bib with lots of teddies and dolls all over it tied around my neck, as I sat at the table. To watch open mouthed, as a bowl of baby cereal was placed before me. Then to have Mummy feed me one dessertspoon fill at a time. The taste of the first mouthful, took me straight back to my real life as a baby. Strangely it is a taste I don't think you'll ever forget, is Farex baby cereal. I liked it then and I still do. While Mummy had her grown up breakfast, I got put on the floor between resting on a couple of pillows then given a bottle of milk with a little tea added. Unfortunately I wasn't put back into my nappy as it's time to go into town and have a look around this store I'll be working at in a few weeks. At least I wore pretty underwear, suspender, stockings, but no bra. As Jennifer said it could look a little obvious if we were close talking to someone. So to be sprung even before I started working there. Guess I had to agree with that, even though we did still look rather effeminate. Wearing silk scarfs tied neatly under our shirts, all so neat for a Saturday morning shopping. But hey! We didn't care about that, we are what we are. All ready to go, then the phone had to ring. It was Jennifer's mother [the real one] to say they are expecting us for lunch at 12:30 tomorrow. That is all I needed, to be reminded of the forth coming inquisition. I still didn't get a reference from Alan or David for that matter. Oh to have close loving friends. I know tomorrow will be on my mind for the rest of the day now, why didn't we leave a little earlier. Just before opening the door, we had a lovely intermit kiss. Then to be reminded not to call her Mummy while we're out. That, I had no intention of doing. As it was a nice morning and were not that far from the township, walking was the order of the day. About 15 minutes later, there we were in front of what was to be my new work place. "I hope Cory is working today, love to see who I'll be able to drool over." I said. "You just keep your eyes off or I'll see Alan about getting you a chastity belt. Because he is gorgeous." was the reply. I just gave a sweet smile before saying, "I don't want anyone else but you." "You don't have to grovel now." giving me a look, like trying to be a superior miss than I. Then that lovely smile couldn't help but come back to her cute face. Looking around inside, I thought this is going to be wonderful. But I won't be able to take any money with me. Or Lord knows what I'd finish up buying. The mens department had so much, a lot of what I'd love. Wandering through the lingerie department, Oh my God, this is a sissies dream place to work. So many different styles of panties, in many brands and must say prices. Divinely rice coloured French Knickers, edged with wide delicate lace around the leg openings. Beautiful soft delicate silks and satins, plain or trimmed with lavish lace. Fine lace or chiffon panty camisole sets. Petticoats, half slips again trimmed in lovely soft lace around the hem, across the bodice also on the petticoats. So many lovely bras to chose from, this has just made my mine up. I must get those silicon breast pads soon as possible. Another strapping from Alan for wasting my money so soon, will still be worth it. All these dainties in so many shades of colour. You can see why sissies, even women spend so much time shopping. To have these soft luxuriously feminine articles of undergarments resting gently on their fingertips. Oh my God, I love shopping. The thought of having that touch of sensual lingerie caressing their hairless feminine bodies. Yes!! Yes!! Just as beautiful, nighties and dressing robes hanging there teasingly, waiting a caring feminie body to slither over to hug lovingly into and be caressed over through the night. Then to one side hung underwear for the plain Jane type. Yes the cottons, plain nylon underwear all so dull and boring, completely sexless. Full length winceyette nighties like my mother use to wear in the winter. She'd kill me if she knew what I said, well hope she wouldn't go that far. Walking on towards the stocking department. Again hanging or folded neatly were beautiful silk, satin, chiffon scarfs. Many, many different colours and patterns, all so soft. All crying out, "buy me, wear me, enjoy my gentleness around your neck or covering your soft silken head of hair from the cool breeze that is blowing out side." You can just see any one of them fluttering gently in the breeze as you walk gracefully down the street. Nice size squares or long oblong ready to be wrapped lovingly around ones neck. Then stockings, many different sorts that I hadn't seen back home. Oh my heart was pounding wildly with the trill of being in amongst all these divinely beautiful girly things. To think, we still hadn't been anywhere near the dress or blouse departments. I said to Jonathan that I can see how Grant was able to get you your pretties when you started dressing. This would even make the butchest of boys turn into sissy girly. With that lovely grin on his face. He had the cheek to say, "Yes that's right, I was planing on being a young Mr UK body builder before that." I had to remind him, the only decent size muscle he's got is hanging safely between his legs. Waiting patently to be massaged later. "Well I did go into the Gym a few times at college, when on cleaning duty." he insisted in telling me. We didn't have time to finish this little debate, when I got a nudge in the side and told to look over there. As Jonathan indicated to my left. Oh yes, I am really going to enjoy working here. Standing to our left talking rather animatedly with his hands to a couple of girls. Who obviously worked here also, was none other than Cory himself. What a darling he looked from where we stood. Slim build with well cared for straight light brown hair. Gelled and combed to the right front, sort of over his right eye if you know what I mean. Would say about 5'8" tall. Immaculately dressed, wearing navy trousers and matching waistcoat, a blue and white vertical stripped shirt with plain white collar and cuffs, linked with what looked like deep blue studs to match his tie. His tie was a patterned blue silk held in place by a mother of pearl tie-tack. Guess in his possession in cosmetics, I gather you would have to be well presented. Just in this short observation of Cory, one could also tell he is obviously gay and may I say, a little effeminate. Yes I know, who am I to talk about being effeminate. But no, it was just good to see he seems to get on well with the others. Hope it'll be the same for me in a couple of weeks. Jonathan noticed how I could hardly stop looking Cory's way. When he said "Well you've seen enough in here, so lets go now." No he wasn't getting jealous, there's nothing to get jealous about. I love Jonathan and he knows it. But all the same, knowing me I had to have him on by saying. "When we get home can we ring Grant to see If I can start work come Monday?" "Yes and I'll tell him to keep you out in the backroom doing all the unpacking. Not to let you anywhere near the shop itself. When we get home I'm ringing Alan. No I won't because I know you'll like that. So I'll get a chastity belt for you to wear to work." "OK. I said, you win. Where can we go, I just want to kiss you right now." I told him. "And a kiss is all you'll get." leading me off towards the rest-room area. Satisfied with our visit to the shop, we then wandered down towards the river for a coffee and sandwich before heading home again. As we sat eating Jonathan looked me in the eye saying, "You got all horny going through the store didn't you, with all that lovely lingerie?" "Yes I did, I felt like a kid being in a favourite toy shop. With its Mummy watching over." I had to admit. Jonathan put his warm hand over mine, as he said. "This is making me so happy to have you to share all these lovely feeling and thoughts with." "It's the same with me, I know I could tell Alan anything. But it wasn't the same, him not sharing my girly feelings. Just holding a soft petticoat gently in my hands, up to my face excites me. But Alan couldn't understand how or why." I could feel myself getting all emotional just thinking of it. Jonathan also noticed it, as he then decided it is time to head home. At least this outing has taken my mine of that phone call and what faces me tomorrow. On our way home, we again past this quaint little old stone church. Outside a wedding party were having photos taken. OK we did make a few little comments. Well what girl wouldn't seeing three cute young spunky men looking so absolutely stunningly handsome standing right before your eyes. In their morning suits, white shirts. The groom wearing a gold satin cravat, matching handkerchief in the top pocket. The groomsmen wearing maroon satin cravats and handkerchiefs, which matched the bridesmaids dresses. A bride and bridesmaids also looking so beautiful in their elegant bridle gowns. Holding their bouquets of flowers, which I noticed each to be tied in a big satin bow the brides matched the cravats her handsome groom wore. The bridesmaids bouquets were tied in more a magenta satin bow which helped them stand out from their fabulous satin and chiffon gowns. Both Jonathan and I wishing we were the bride, well even the maids. just to be wearing those fabulous gowns. We also started discussing which of the men we wanted. Fortunately we wouldn't have to share, as Jonathan wanted the groom, were as I was more interested in the second best man. But neither of us got our wish to come true. So as not to look quite so obvious to our presence, we went inside. This was one real old church even part cobblestone floor. How was a girl meant to walk on them in her high heels. I was quite taken to see this place was built in the 1300's. Well guess they didn't wear high heels back then or even nylon stockings to get ladders in kneeling on a stone floor. Anyway I have digressed, and no the Groom or his handsome men didn't come to seduce us, as we gracefully headed slowly away towards home. This I couldn't wait another minute for. Yes to again have Jennifer as my Mummy. It was straight up into the bedroom to be stripped naked. Then made lie on the bed cuddling one of the dolls and told to wait, but not to touch. I knew what she meant by that stern order. But for any sissy like myself lying cuddling a lovely doll, as well as being naked. Began coursing big problems down below where I haven't been allowed to touch for almost 24 hours now. Even longer since I had any juice flow forth. Fighting the urge the best I could, I decided to sit Debbie [that's one of the dolls names] at my problem. Like use it as the back of a seat. That way it was hidden from view, plus Debbie's pretty silk dress and petticoat had the desired effect by keeping clitty stimulated till Mummy returned. Yes, the silk skirt over the back, so as not to get crushed. Like when you sit on a chair you won't sit on your skirt, will you. The silk of the petticoat in front, clitty is now surrounded excitingly in such delicate fabrics. The way I was positioned I could still happily play with Debbie. I do love playing with dolls, cuddling them, talking to them like any girl would. Soon as I heard Mummy returning I quickly pulled Debbie into my arms again, as if she'd been there all the time. Plus to show, I hadn't attempted to enjoy my clitty. At least I didn't stroke it, so I was a good girl like Mummy wanted. "Look what Mummy has for her baby Michelle," I heard as Jennifer re entered the room. In one hand was my bottle full of milk, wrapped in a bib. Holding firmly in the other, a new nappy for my little bottom. A big smile came across my face. I was now really getting into being a baby, just the thought of wearing nappies. Able to be acting so child like, with not a care in the world. No one judging me, somehow I felt free and comfortable. I helped Mummy by raising my legs high as she slid the nappy under my bottom. The feel as baby powder got sprinkled wildly around my soon to be enclosed genital area. Mummy took delight in spreading the powder with her warm hands, stroking over my length and little cherry basket. But making sure I didn't get to much stimulation from her touching. Pulling the protective cover of the two tapes, once again putting out of site, but not out of thought a throbbing sissy clit. "Now sweetheart let Mummy help you sit up." The bib was now tied securely behind my neck. Mummy then sat to my left, turning me sideways and back. So I finished up leaning against her arm, over her lap. I knew what is about to happen, as I cuddled my face into Mummy's breast. "No darling not from there now. Look Mummy has a nice bottle for you." I soon leant back opening my little mouth, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the rubber teat to suckle on. All the while Mummy talked soft baby talk to me, with little kisses to my forehead. Yes I know I'm really enjoying being here in Baby heaven. Once my bottle was finished, I had plastics put on. Then just a little makeup, followed by petticoat, pretty dress and one of Jennifer frilly edged pinafores. Little white wooly socks and slippers, a lovely pretty ribbon tied in a bow in my hair. Now dressed I sat in the bed holding Debbie, watching, as Jennifer changed from a gorgeous boy into a beautiful looking girl. Taking up the dolls and teddy we headed down stairs. For the rest of the afternoon we just sat in the lounge talking about the time ahead. We both knew this could only be a short term love affair. But we both so much wanted to enjoy our togetherness, our love of dressing up, being as feminine as possible with each other. I can't wait for the weekends away being a baby with Jennifer and her Mummy and Daddy. Taking Jennifer's hand in mine, I nervously asked. "Would you tell me why you don't want to lose your virginity till you're 21." Hoping also that she didn't think I was just wanting to get into her sissy pussy. Leaning in to give me a we kiss before answering the question. "Why do you want to do it with me? It's just over a month to wait. Then we can do it. " "No It's not like that, well yes I would love to be that intermit with you. But not if you don't want to. I'm just curious, that's all. Maybe it's because I lost mine when I was 16. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't a slut, well not really. Alan will even tell you that, as I'd only taken it one more time before I met Alan. Then he wouldn't let me give myself to any one else." Yes I felt bad now for asking. "Well it's not that I haven't wanted to at times. But when I plucked up the courage to tell Mum and Dad that I was Gay. No I didn't say anything then about wanting to wear these pretty things. My gayness was enough to start with. It came as a shock especially to Dad. When I left college and after confiding with Grandma. She suggested I better tell them about my cross dressing before they just found out. You can just imagine how Dad reacted to this also. Once he cooled down, he came straight out saying. "I suppose you'd given your butt to half the kids at School also. Did you?" I told him No! I haven't given it to any one. Then made to big mistake by saying, I'm not going to either till I'm at least 21. Just wanting to sound like I had control. With that remark Dad came out saying "I bet you can't wait, I'll give you a thousand pound if you can." So that is why, I'm determent to prove to Dad that I'm not a tart like he thought I was. And he knows I would never lie to him, just for the money. The whole house felt cold after that, so I went and spent the night here with Grandma. Next day she came home with me and had words with Mum and Dad." looking at me Jennifer just said. "If she was alive you would really love her and I know she would love you." I put Debbie and Teddy to the side, took hold of Jennifer. Pulling her right into me kissing her telling how she is the most wonderful person ever. Cuddling her more like she's the baby now. Well guess we both are really, we stayed wrapped snugly in each others arms for awhile. Each just savouring this tenter loving moment, our hearts beating in unison. Another surprise awaited me as Mummy put my bib back around my neck. Telling me to sit at the table like a good girl. As she went to bring in our evening meal. For this baby was a bowl of mushed up vegetables, cut up pieces of meat in gravy. Again Mummy spoon fed me, in between each mouthful Mummy ate her own dinner. Even though it was all mushed up it was very tasty and enjoyable to eat. Afterwards I helped clean up and do the dishes. Right at that time I had no option but to stand with a guilty look on my face. My balder could wait no longer, as I stood even more seemed to gush out. "What are you just standing like that for sweetheart." Mummy said, knowing for well why, but wanting to hear me say it. "I's doing wee wees Mummy in my nappy." trying to hold the dress out in case it got wet, no it didn't those plastics sure do a good job in holding everything in. Mummy now stood behind me, wrapping her arms around me. Slowly caressing my front, working downwards, till her hands are comfortably over my soaking wet nappy. Kneading them, asking how that feels. I could honestly say, "It feels wonderful Mummy, clitty is trying to stand also." "Yes I can feel it getting hard under there. I think your clitty like being wet with babies wees, doesn't it." I just nodded my head, as I was also trying to squeeze on the wet nappy, hearing the soft swishing sound it made. Back in the bathroom I lay on the large towel that Mummy laid out for my third nappy change of the day. Lying there all exposed got Mummy very aroused also. Kneeling beside me, her hands fondled over my wet clit, all around my wet smelly crouch. Looking me in the eye as she did so. With a smile on my face, my eyes focussed straight into hers and hoping in anticipation. Sure that look I was giving, must of softened mummy heart. Knowing how her young male hormones were taking charge of her head. Last nights resolve of not letting me have any relief till Sunday, I could see is about to be dismissed. Encircling my throbbing member lightly with a warm hand, then asked. "Would my little Michele like mummy to stroke clitty for her?" Soon as her hand touched my clitty I was in rapturous, my lower body slowly jerking feeling the pleasure of clit sliding up and down ever so slightly between gentle fingers. I could answer no other way but to say, "Ees peeesss Mummy." I just lay, opened mouthed, opened eyes, giving myself totally. Watching as Mummy proceeded the Oh, so short journey to orgasm. Stopping after a few stokes, sliding my skin slowly down then back up to cover one steaming purple gland head. Another time to get down, sliding those tasty lipstick coated lips deep down one stiff pulsating clitty. Taking a deep breath, closing my eyes, as I raised my hips trying to push further down Mummy's hot wet wantoned mouth. Noticing the way Mummy also thrilled at licking over my urine coated genitals. Made me realize how much the smell and taste of urine was another thing that excited my Jennifer. The warm, moist touch and heat of her breath, suddenly took its toll on my whole electrically charged, sexually sensitive body. My fingers flicking, tweaking, squeezing over two erect nipples. Down tensely grasping the towel under me. My whole body seemed to vibrate before tensing up. I could feel both legs stretch out raising my butt. As Mummy held me firmly in her saliva fulled mouth. Her tongue gently flicking over my gland head, before engulfing one still throbbing shaft once again. Long soft moans, became stronger groans before jerking uncontrollable. Opening my mouth to just, uuummmm!!!! uuummmm!!!!! Yeeeeeeessss!!!! JENNYYYY!!! firing volley after volley of hot sissy sperm into Mummy's mouth. I could feel her swallowing quickly, so as not to spill a drop. Inevitably some did dribble out the corners of her mouth. Finding its way down her chin, finishing up around the base of my clit. Before taking the instrument in hand to finish me off like milking of a cow. Squeezing every last drop from my tube. Then to watch as she licked my juice from her fingers, wiping misses from her face. To also savour before leaning over giving her little baby girl a loving kiss. Lying there now completely spent, weak, totally exhausted, eyes closed, still breathing deeply. As my mind, my body came slowly back to earth from its beautiful trip to sissy Venus. Then to feel Mummy's hot tongue and mouth working over my still sensitive genital area, up over my stomach. Licking up every last morsel, sexually expelled from my still pulsating body. Yes, sissy cream, along with the urine flavoured sweat, that had ousted from every pore in my over heated body. Kneeling back up between my legs again Mummy asked, "Did my baby enjoy Mummy's milking of your clitty?" My eyes now open, smiling extremely satisfied with what had been done. I told her, "Yes Mummy that was just so beautiful, I was frightened I wouldn't even last as long as I did. Can Michelle suck on your clit now Mummy?" Looking pleadingly to her. "No not just yet wait till bedtime, is that alright?" giving me a sweet smile, knowing this little baby did want a touch of what was standing erect. But hidden under her panties, petticoat and dress. "Well give me your hand and you can have a little play with it." Mummy offered. Moving up over my body, her panty covered genitals sitting right at mouth level. I didn't have to be asked to put my hands up under Mummy Jennifer's dress and petticoat. Lifting my head the best I could to kiss over those panties. The strong sexually musky aroma penetrating from within, the heat radiating out. Leaving me no other option, but put out my tongue, to start licking up the length. After a few licking strokes Jennifer's panties became nice and moist. The taste ever so exciting to my palate. There was nothing else I could do, but wrap my wide open mouth over the culprit. Sucking feverishly at its head, causing Jennifer to become ever so much more aroused. She realized I was now there for the long-haul. So despite her keenness to wait till bedtime. I'm so pleased our young male hormones are so alive, to control our brains, hence have the greatest say in these matters. I watched with great delight, as her thumbs went under the waist band of her panties. Pulling it out from her sensitive clit nob, then slowly pushing downwards. Finally off they came, followed by the removal of her dainty silk little petty. Looking to me with those seductive eyes and sweet grin, bending over to give a lovely kiss, no not on my lips, but my forehead. Saying "You win this time." I could only answer "Yes I know my love." Now lying over me in a more comfortable position. My mouth now able to engulf Jennifer's clit, like a mother bird feeding its chicken. Only difference, It was my body being fed the food of life via my lovers throbbing instrument of wonderful pleasure. To start Jennifer let me do most of the work. But soon it was her sliding in and out, faster and faster, deeper and deeper she went. Her cherry sack was so tight to the touch, it was so full of the goodness soon to be fed to the baby under her. Listening to her breathing becoming more erratic, long deep moans. I realized meal time was near, clitties swelling the temperature increased quite noticeably. Holding my head firmly now with just one hand, holding the bath with the other to keep balance. Pushing in deeper almost choking me, "Suck me!! Yes!! Suck me!! Uurrrr Uuurrrr" One final push in of her thick sperm filled shooter. Then straight down my throat Jennifer shot, squirt after tasty squirt of sissy cream. I quickly had to push her out a bit or I wouldn't get any of the delightful taste on my taste buds. I needn't worry as she had a lot more to give. To savour the last few droplets in my mouth, pulling Jennifer down to kiss her, to keep kissing her. To share with her, what she had so willingly offered up and fed to me. Now spent and exhausted, her beautiful slim feminine body collapsed over mine. Embracing my darling, with soft kisses I thanked her for what she had just given up to me. We just lay peacefully, happily entwined together. Not even thinking about where we are lying, yes still on one urine fulled nappy. Nether cared, we are in love and loving the moment, that is all that matters right now. We didn't even notice the smell coming from below us. Waking in the morning after a peaceful nights sleep, listening to the almost silent breathing of Jennifer. Raising myself a little to just look at the beauty, a loving Princess, I'm so fortunate to be lying beside. Looking so sweet and innocent, a slight smile on her face. Possibly having a beautiful baby girl dream. I just lay back, not wanting to disturb or interrupt the dream. It was then I consciously let my mind go to the pressure building in my bladder. Lying still, willing the flow to being, the thought process worked wonderfully. Without a second thought the dam gate opened, the trickle quickly became a one fast flowing gash of hot used water. The wet warmth of urine seeping around covering my crotch area. Thankfully for the plastics none seeped out to wet my nighty or most of all Jennifer's bedding. These nappies seem to be so good at holding everything in. Putting my hand under the nighty, just to be that little bit closer to the wetness I had made. Circling my hand all around, enjoying the knowledge of what I'm learning to be. Yes one little nappy wearing sissy baby girl, who will soon give herself to a Mummy and Daddy. To be treated as a baby girl with my sweet little Jennifer. As I made a slight turn to look at the beauty still sleeping beside me. The movement I made woke her, in one pleasing move. There she was resting now over my body, still partly asleep. A good morning kiss landed somewhere between my eyes and bridge of my nose. Hey! Who cares it landed on me anyway, so it must of been for me. Rolling her back, then to lie over her, a kiss to her lips. Then pushing my tongue into her mouth just to get the early morning taste. Before enthusiastically telling my Mummy what I'd just done in my nappies. Hearing that seemed to help her waking process, as she said. "Lie back so Mummy can have a good feel of what you did." lifting my nighty away to give Mummy better access, watching then as her hand went under the plastics to really feel it all. "Oh aren't you just the best little girl." while still feeling all around. In turn causing early morning problems for ones little clit. Mummy knew exactly what she was doing, by keeping the hand under there squeezing around. "Oh dear look what's happening, what a shame we don't have time to do anything about it. You know what we have to do today don't you Michelle?" God, she sure knows how to deflate a person in quick time. Yes the cloak beside us displayed 9:15, Sunday morning I knew it was or hopefully did we sleep though it, now it's Monday. No such luck. "Come on, we better get you up and cleaned up." Mummy said as she rolled out of bed. Taking my hand pulling me into a sitting position, before pushing my feet out. I stood grabbed Mummy around the waist pulling her close for a proper Good Morning kiss and cuddle. In doing so, something poked at my front. "Oh dear what was that." putting a hand down, squeezing on the offending object. "In the shower." was all she said. Goodie, Goodie we are going to have sex in the shower. Well I hope that was the imprint of that remark. So like the good little lamb that I am, quietly I followed Mummy to the bathroom. Stripped of my second to last nappy, the shower was beckoning. How wonderful it is to be together under this gentle spraying very warm water. Soaping by hand each others upper body. Our lips meeting each time we faced each other, or soft kisses to whatever part of the body is closed. Hands cris crossing, soaping, caressing the other in a gentle soothing manner. Soap in hand they slowly wandered downwards. Jennifer's eyes on mind, smiling silently, knowing what I'm about to do. To finish washing her lower body I had no other option, but to kneel. Almost hitting my eye out, stood ridged Jennifer's rod of hot wet steel. Begging to me to be taken into my, to be washed. To have my tongue cleaning under her sweet foreskin, in a way no facecloth could do justice. I wanted to decline the task, but the way it just stood twitching almost saying, ˇPlease, Please wash me properly.' Well after that look, I would be so very mean to say No! again. Hearing a deep sigh coming from above I knew Jennifer was in total agreement of my actions. So to work my mouth went, my hands wandering all around. Gently squeezing her cherries, under stroking along her entrance to one still virgin boy pussy. But being carful not to upset Jennifer, by letting a finger enter her still sacred virginal passage. Not wanting to interrupt my job at hand. I tried giving hand signals to Jennifer, to cut the water supply. As each time I retacked from her solid clit, I seemed to finish up with a mouthful of unwanted water. The message was understood, to work my mouth went at a feverish rate now. I was receiving all the telltale signs that an eruption was imminent. Jennifer's hand grasped at my totally wet hair of head pulling me closer. In turn pushing her now thicker, hotter, pulsating, sissy-boy clit deeper at my throat. Loud screams of unadulterated pleasure came bellowing forth. From she who was now pumping volleys of beautiful tasty hot sissy juice straight down my contorting throat. Weak, exhausted, and spent of all Jennifer had to offer. Her legs could do nothing but buckle under her. Sliding down in the bath so we finished sitting face to face. Putting my hands out inviting her into them. The offer was gracefully excepted, as I now had my sweet loving Jennifer resting recovering against my shoulder, her face buried at my neck. Time was running by to fast for any further activities in the bathroom between us. But I was promised some bedtime playing tonight. I asked Mummy if I could at least have a quick wank now. "Just want to get rid of this thing wobbling between my legs. Or it'll stay like this all day, I'm sure your patents won't be amused. Properly won't let me live with you then." My hand was wrapped around it already, sliding the skin back and forth off my nob. "OK then but make it quick." giving my nipple a squeeze as she jumped from the bath. As I stroked myself to a satisfying squirting of sissy cream. I couldn't take my eyes away from the smelly urine filled nappy, sitting in the bowl on the floor waiting to be disposed of. Thinking of how wonderful it has been wrapped surely in then since Friday night. The exciting weekends of baby pleasure that lie ahead. With the telltale splashes in the bath all cleaned up. Myself dried, nighty and dressing gown back on, I went to the kitchen to fine sitting on the table one bib next to a bowl of lovely Farex breakfast cereal. Yes this is what I like, to be sat down bib tied behind my neck. Now to be spoon fed by a loving Mummy Jennifer. While watching as she had bacon, eggs and tomatoes on toast. Yes, but I still liked my cereal, then I was given tea and toast to finish on. Time had arrived at last to get dressed, for the big visit to meet Jonathan's patents. Yes, we both dressed quite conservatively for the visit. Well on our outer clothes anyway, like shirt and tie, instead of silk scarfs like we wore yesterday. Even to normal male body cologne instead of sweet smelling perfume. Jonathan noticed how quiet I had become, as I contemplated this inevitably visit to his patents. What if they don't like me, is this going to be the end of Jonathan and me living together. For some reason I went for a walk through the flat looking in all the rooms. Just looking for no real reason. When Jonathan called me back to the bedroom. "What are you doing mobbing around like that?" he asked. "I don't know, I'm just bloody frighten about meeting your folks, that's all. I love you so much Jonathan, I want to be with you. Please tell them I can be trusted, won't you?" as I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissing those soft lips. "You stupid Bitch!! Get any idea of not being liked out of your head." as he just grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me. "They are not going to judge you, they just want to meet you." "But you said the other day about ..........." Jonathan wouldn't let me finish. When he said, "You are in no way like the other two guys that used me. I wasn't on with either, they lived here just because I was lonely and wanted company. After just coming from home. But as it turned out, the wrong sort." I just wrapped my arms around my darling giving him a lovely big hug and little kisses where ever they landed. "God, I can feel my own heart beating." I said as it pounded away. "Well so you should, or else you're be dead." said he with great knowledge on the matter. "While it's still beating, let's get going. Seen as it's a nice day we'll walk, hopefully that will clear your head of any strange thoughts you'd had." I never thought I'd miss hills as much as I do. Everywhere is so flat, where as at home we'd be walking up and down hills. An another thing I asked Jonathan, why aren't there any timber houses. They all seem to be brick, I don't think I've seen one in timber yet. That he couldn't answer, Oh well. Guess if anyone asked me at home why we had mainly timber houses I wouldn't know either. The further we walked the posher the house seemed to become. The cars in the driveways also of a more expensive type. It was after asking of that, I found out what Jonathans father did. I just stopped in my tracks, looking at him. "Oh my God! A lawyer!" I asked, thinking I miss heard. "Yes that's right, a Lawyer." he said as if it's nothing. "I've never seen one of then before." I said, properly sounding rather dumb. "Like he goes to the Old Baily and wears one of them wigs?" "Michael, you are such a girl. Yes he has a wig, But no! you can't have a lone of it. It's not your colouring or style." he said while patting his own hair gently. "You'll have ask him about going to court, that'll give you something else, other than Rugby to talk about." he said stepping quickly away from me, knowing what I'd say about that. "He does Commercial Law, nothing juicy like murders. Or taking New Zealand boys to court, who come up here seducing innocent English boys. So you'll be safe." he said still laughing at my reaction to it all. I didn't say anything, but thought. No wonder Jonathan can have those two flats his Grandmother left, plus how his father could bet a thousand pounds. Like he did with Jonathan. Hope he doesn't ask what my dad does. Can't think of a fancy name for a carpenter, other than ˇA Chippie' then he might think he is in a Fish and Chip shop or something, if I say that. Oh well, I'm proud of my dad and what he does. At least he makes houses for people to live in. It was almost noon as we arrived at his patents house, after walking for twenty minutes. But it was a very pleasant walk. Nosing in on all these beautiful large homes, well manicured lawns. Most of the gardens looking dormant, waiting the arrival of Spring. To burst into magnificent array of sweet smelling flowers, with a great variety of colour. Just before walking up the drive Jonathan asked how I was feeling now and not to be nervous. Neither will bite your head off, those days are long gone. Trying to brighten me up. Well I was feeling a great deal better now than before leaving home. Jonathan opened the front door calling out "Mum, Dad we've arrived." as we continued walking on in after closing the door behind us. OK with me following a few paces behind like a scared pussy cat, not noticing anything around me. Suddenly from nowhere his mother appeared. Wrapping her arms lovingly around Jonathan, with a caring motherly kiss to follow. Jonathan embraced his mother in the same manner, It was so nice to see. While still embracing his mother, Jonathan said. "Mum I want you to meet my best friend and yes, Lover." I felt my face changing colour from a pale face pink to a deeper shade of red. I never thought he'd call me that, so soon on meeting his mum. Their embrace was broken, this is Michael that I've told you about, Michael this is my mother. As we said our hellos and shook hands, both looking and just smiling at each-other. Standing beside us now was Jonathan's dad. Again it was good to see how they just naturally embraced each-other. Then Jonathan introduced me to his dad, as he did with his mother. We shook hands saying how we were pleased to meet etc. Again it was good to get a nice firm handshake from his dad. I always remember my dad saying, you can always tell a sincere man by the firmness of his handshake. Over my 21 years I believe it to, OK just a little trivia. With the introductions over we moved into the lounge. By now my mouth was opening again. As I couldn't help myself from looking around at the magnificence of everything around me. I thought the house where I went to Chris's party was something. Well this place would leave it for dead. My eyes were brought back to Mr Saunders level when he asked, "what would you like to drink Michael." "I'll have whatever you're all having ˇTea, Coffee' doesn't matter." Oh what a fool I was. "No I mean Whisky, Gin, Wine or a Beer." Mr Saunders said smiling at me. "Oh, um I don't know, what are you having Jonathan?" I asked, Mr Saunders got the wrong impression. As he said "You can have what you like. Don't have to ask Jonathan." "I'm sorry Sir, it's just that I don't really drink. Can I have a Wine then please?" so much for getting off on the wrong foot. They must be wondering what is it with this guy. I sat quietly not knowing where to look till Jonathan gave me my drink and sat beside me. Mrs Saunders then broke the ice, asking about home what I did and all that stuff. At last I began opening up feeling a great deal better. "OK. Jonathan you can come and help me bring the meal in." Mrs Saunders suggested. Oh, now that was leaving me alone with Mr Saunders. Here comes Rugby or is it going to be about living with Jonathan. I just seemed to finish my drink in one final gulp, making me cough and splutter. "I can see you're no drinker Michael, Wines should be drunk slowly and savoured." he advised with a smile from ear to ear. With that he poured me another, saying. "That should last you right through meal." "Yes Thank you Sir." God I was nervous, but don't know why as he seemed a nice chap. "Now Michael, Don't call me Sir, my name is Howard and the wife is Margaret." I didn't know what to say, as I would never be allowed to call Alan's mum and dad my their first names. And Alan alway call my patents by their tittle or Mum or Dad. Seemed to be the way we were brought up, I guess. Anyway I decided best to go along with it for now. As I've made a big enough fool of myself already in only half an hour or so. Without any warning Mr Saunders came straight out saying. "We know you and Jonathan are both gay and in a love affair. So I hope you are both practising safe sex, using condoms. I've seen enough cases where people haven't used them." I just looked at him with opened mouth in shock, at even being asked that. After taking another ˇSip' of my Wine, I said. "We have condoms but don't use them. As we don't do what you may be thinking of. Jonathan is a virgin." It suddenly came to me what he was possibly getting at. "Anyway I haven't done anything like that for a good six months. Before I left home, I also had a test. So please don't think I'd do anything stupid. Also I love Jonathan to much to even question his decision. As you know Sir, he's the most wonderful person. I feel honoured to of met him, and so proud to be with him. We think alike in so many ways." I never thought I had it in me to talk back to grown up or should I say ˇan older person' the way I just have. But he just made me wild by asking that or didn't he trust Jonathan not to use rubbers. Now it was his turn to just look at me without saying a word. Thankfully Jonathan called us to the dining room. The smell coming from the kitchen was something my tastebuds were looking forward to savouring. Placed before me a meal of roast pork with cranberry sauce, roast potatoes, believe it or not baked kumara [encase you don't know, that's a NZ sweet potato, which I love] cauliflower in cheese sauce and beans. Looking at it, I just had to say, Mrs Saunders this is wonderful I haven't had a roast diner like this since Christmas day with the family. Through the meal there was lots of small talk and laughter. Which made me open up some, thankfully and yes I made my glass of Wine last the distances. Even though the other had two, but I'm not complaining. I must say the meal was cooked beautifully. After awhile we had desert, a lovely hot chocolate steam pudding with chocolate sauce and yummy whipped cream. I know this sounds stupid. But it really made me think of home, with my family on a Sunday. Once I'd finished, I couldn't thank Jonathan's mum enough for the wonderful meal. Then I helped Jonathan take the dishes out, thinking we'll do the washing up. But no into a dishwasher they all went. First time I'd used one of them, as dad always said we didn't need one. The kids had to learn to do these things. Mind you my folks didn't have much money anyway for these luxuries. The rest of the afternoon went of great, I even got that cup of tea. Mr Saunders also seemed to warm to me after our little confrontation. Fortunately he never mentioned Rugby, so I was happy. Yes I really liked him, but still didn't call either by their first names. It was after 4pm when were leaving, to started our walk home again. At the front door both Mr and Mrs saunders gave me a nice warm embrace. Even a kiss on the cheek from Jonathan's mum saying, "We look forward to see a lot more of you." Which made me happy, as I'm sure she meant it. In turn I thanked her and also again, for the wonderful Dinner she had cooked. Walking home I told Jonathan about his father asking me to call him and his mother, by their first names. "But I'm not going to because I'm just the same age as you, more or less. So I feel I shouldn't, also Alan addresses my patents as mum and dad or Mr and Mrs in front of others. I do the same to his patents. It seems more respectful somehow, and I wouldn't get away with it at home." So I asked how he would feel if I called his patents ˇMum and Dad' because if not, it'll just be Sir or Mama. Jonathan just took hold of my arm, saying "I could kiss you here ˇn' now, you're so sweet." "OK kiss me now, but I'm not so sweet. It's because they're your patents. You don't call them my their first names. Do you?" as I turned sideways awaiting my kiss. After looking around I received one on the cheek. A better one at home, I was promised. One thing I never told him about being questioned on using rubbers. Didn't want to upset him, well I know it would of me. If it was the other way round. After such a filling meal, neither felt like anything else to eat. So it was a quick change from manhood back to womanhood for us. Yes even me, as there were no more disposable nappies left to wear. So couldn't be the baby. This weekend has certainly wet my appetite for the weekends ahead at Mummy and Daddy's place. Hopefully odd times here also with Jennifer. We spent the rest of the evening involved in sweet girly talk, with dolls and teddy in hand to cuddle. As well as one another, so relaxing and so lovingly enjoyable. Talking about Jennifer holiday next weekend, away with Mummy and Daddy down at Eastbourne on the South Coast somewhere. [Wonder if it's like the Eastbourne back home, that I look over the harbour to.] But it won't be all baby time. No I couldn't imagine myself going out during the day, wearing nappies or baby clothes for that matter. Seems like they really have a fun time all the same. Then it'll be the following weekend for my big move. To be with Jennifer living a much greater amount of time wearing more freely makeup, dresses, all these girly things. It's not that I have many clothes yet, but being able to share Jennifer's. As well as buy some of the lovely lingerie items. I happened to notice when walking around what is going to be, my new place of employment. WOW!!! = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 6 soon as it's written. As I've had a major crash with my computer. So lost ch 6 completely, so will have to start from the beginning again. Matthew.