Date: Mon, 14 May 2018 12:12:56 +0000 (UTC)
From: Craig Brown <craigbrownmagic@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Wish

I Wish!
By Pepperpuppy
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I've been married now for almost 16 years and my darling wife has given me
two daughters. Sarah aged 14 and Christine aged 11 as well as an accidental
son Michael who's six years younger again.

Five years ago my wife started experimenting with other women and found
that she enjoyed it. This encouraged her to (if possible) try and find a
way to convert her fledgling daughters over to the lemon side, which she
proved highly successful in doing.

Don't get me wrong about all of this. I was not only curious about seeing
if my wife might be able to succeed with our 1st daughter Sarah and
positively encouraged my wife's enthusiastic teaching her oldest daughter.
My wife (Anne) rewarded both my permission and enthusiastic support of all
of this, by sharing videos of her and her daughter through out every stage
of the conversion, which Anne started the morning she proudly announced
that our 1st pride and joy had begun menstruating very early at just over
10 years of age.

Starting with sharing videos that showed her teaching our older daughter
the secrets of placing a panty napkin in the gusset of a pair of panties,
it quickly moved on to show her displaying the results of a used napkin,
while a later film clip showed her graduating up to inserting tampons and
their removal. Every film clip Anne showed me in our room of a night
captured in explicit and graphic detail a young girl learning about her
body both hygienically as well as the initial beginnings of sexuality which
we shared together viewing them on my laptop.

When my wife began teaching her oldest daughter about masturbation, they
were not only both naked on the bed side by side, but the graphic image of
how deep my wife made Sarah insert her 1st finger inside her young vagina,
left me frantically desperate to drill my wife who was just as aroused and
willing to fuck. Their first mutual mother daughter 69 could make me a
millionaire if my wife and I ever decided to copy the DVD and market it.

Our younger daughter Christine started menstruating later then her older
sister, but had already learnt how to eat pussy after her older sister had
taught her how to eat her sister's pussy, which my wife informed me of the
same evening she found out herself about it. I sat in dumbfound amazement
as my wife told me that our 2nd pride and joy apparently quite often ate
out her older sister. Anne learnt all of this when trying to explain
cunnilingus to her youngest daughter and finding out that Christine was not
only well aware of how to perform cunnilingus, but was extremely good at it
although only just turned 11 years old and proved it very quickly on my
wife.

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I needed to give you all of this background so you could appreciate that my
son, who I thought to be the apple of my eye, never stood a chance while
living in a house with two crazed lesbian sisters along with a bisexual
mother to nurture him. From the day my wife showed my oldest daughter the
intricacies of cunnilingus, it seems as if my oldest daughter's mission in
life had been since my wife brought him home from the hospital was how to
turn the youngest male member of the family into a fairy.  I learnt later
on that my younger daughter Christine thought that dressing her baby
brother up in dresses simply made hi, some sort of big dolly for her to
enjoy... all of which I had no idea of.

Their mother my wife Anne, did nothing to interfere with what her eldest
daughter was trying to do and proudly stated when I finally found out after
asking her, she boasted she not only encouraged her eldest daughter, but
even offered suggestions as to how to help make my son prefer femininity
over masculinity.

Apparently while I was at work each day, the apple of my eye would wander
around the house and backyard while still in nappies, wearing a dress or
else a top and skirt, happily helping his mother. Once he was toilet
trained he was quickly introduced to wearing girl's panties and even the
tiniest of training bras. In fact the only time he wore boy's clothes was
when my wife or daughters hurriedly helped him change into them before I
got home of an evening after work or on weekends.

It wasn't until one day I came home from work unexpectedly early, that I
saw a sight that shocked me to the core. There was my wife sitting on the
lounge watching her oldest daughter lying on the floor on her back, skirt
hitched up, legs spread wide not wearing any panties holding onto the head
of the apple of my eye, who was face deep between her legs eating her out
while her younger sister was kneeling behind my son and licking his panty
encased bottom like it was an ice cream. My wife was not only endorsing all
of this, but had both her hands inside her panties furiously fingering
herself off!!!!

My loud stern inquiry as to what the hell was going on quickly saw a halt
to proceedings, then my three siblings hurried to make themselves more
presentable (in my older daughter case) before hurrying to sit back up on
the lounge beside their mother, who while blushing seemed to be actually
smiling, quite proud of herself.

Forty minutes of angry questioning from me and my wife's smug replies,
finally had me realising that I was a failure as a husband and father for
not seeing the obvious signs that my wife had been telling me about during
my angry questioning of her. When she saw I now realised how things were in
the house, she had no hesitation in reminding me of my duties towards
Michelle as she called our son, saying he preferred being called that
instead of Michael.

Looking at what I use to think of as the apple of my eye, saw him placidly
accepting if not understanding the conversation going on around him, then
looking at me and smiling that smile that seemed to say I much prefer being
like this any day. My wife then said that Michelle was a fast learner
pleasing his two sisters, but it was my duty now to teach him how to please
people who weren't women, adding now would be a good time to start.

I simply said OK to my wife's suggestion and then spoke resignedly to him
about having a talk after I had showered. When I had showered and changed
into casual clothes I went looking for my EX son and found him in the
lounge room along with his sister and my wife. They were all dressed in
baby doll outfits, my son's being a bright yellow satin fabric top and
bottoms set, contentedly unaware of how much it broke it my heart to see
him in it.

My wife then told me that my eldest daughter wanted to say something, which
quickly saw my daughter telling me more than asking that the female members
of the house were going to be in the room with me and Micha err Michelle as
I tried to talk to him about gay facts of life, even though I really had no
idea of where to start that talk. Anne my wife suggested the lounge room
was as good a place as any and had plenty of chairs and room, before adding
if it mightn't be wiser to do my father to son talk with both of us naked
telling her own daughters to strip as she started to get undressed herself.

Without thinking further I started to strip off myself, looking at Micha
err Michelle as she casually slid her bottoms off and was starting with the
top. Looking at my wife and daughters getting undressed, had me realising
that my eldest daughter Sarah must shave her pussy as she the bottom of her
slit was clearly visible though no pubic hair, just like my wife's puss
was. Christine had a short fine coating of black pubic fur above her slit
and the sight of three vaginas, even if they were my own family, made me
stiffen quickly in arousal.

When my wife addressed my son as Michelle and said that one day his pee pee
would do exactly what his dad's had just done, my oldest daughter shyly
asked her mother if she could be allowed to touch it. Without even asking
me, my wife suggested all three should do so, particularly Michelle
(Shelley as she spoke that time) and before I could avoid it, my erection
was being touched and fondled by three pairs of eager hands, one pair of
which belonged to my son who seemed both in awe and blissfully smiling,
completely ignorant and unaware of what an erect cock signified.

Finding a vacant lounge chair to sit on I plumped myself down to hear my
wife say to me, time to start your talk tiger, then standing up she picked
my son up and walking over to me promptly placed him down onto the front of
my lap. I then suffered the added indignity of having my boy wriggle around
a bit until he felt comfortable before innocently looking up at me. I
looked back at my wife, non plussed as to how to start saying whatever I
felt needed to be said.

So instead my wife asked my son what name he preferred to be called by and
after he quickly replied Michelle or Shelley, had her ask him why, only to
be told because he wanted to be just like his big sisters and he asked why
they didn't have thingies like his and daddies. Smiling evilly at me my
wife gave an abridged bird and the bees talk to him, having no hesitation
in using her daughter's bodies as props for my son to look at and touch.

Both my daughters had become slightly aroused doing this as had my wife
judging by the glistening near her opening. The odour in the room had also
turned decidedly musky. My own cock was as hard as steel and weeping
precum, which my son not only noticed but asked why, touching it and
remarking how slippery his fingers now felt. I almost shot my wad and the
head of my cock seemed to suddenly flow precum out of it as he touched it.

Anne naughtily suggested all three women should see what Shelley meant and
I found my cock being clasped and tugged by various hands, my own wife eyes
looking at directly at me as she smiled evilly, knowing that I was
frantically aroused. My two daughters went back to the lounge beside their
mum saying how slippery it felt and at my mother's suggestion quickly
sucked their fingers clean of me, my younger daughter remarking how similar
her fingers tasted to hers, her sister's and mummy's when they did things.

My wife was totally enjoying my discomfort, and wanted to let me know I had
no hope of ever getting my son to change his ways. She then explained about
a male orgasm and told my son how good boys make their friends happy by
sucking their thingies for them, getting up and walking behind me to reach
her hands and arms around me and tell him he should do the same to his dad.

Before I even realise it, my boy's soft mouth and lips were covering the
head of my stiff cock, the sounds of eager slurping adding to my body's
growing agitation. My wife explained to him how a man's cock will expend
slightly as he prepares to ejaculate where upon she leaned over from behind
me to try and keep me down in the lounge seat. Telling her daughters to
come over and touch their daddy's thingy below Shelley's lips, saw them
hurrying across and after a few touches saw me spurting my semen into my
own son's mouth unable to help myself.

I heard my son retch and then squeal as Anne hurriedly lifted herself off
me. That allowed me to see my son's face and his mouth and lips were now
coated in creamy sperm as was the left side of his face. My wife then told
Shelley she should use her fingers to wipe the creamy gunk off and suck it
off her fingers, adding after my son had done this, that he was a such a
good girl for being so nice to his dad, before telling our daughters to
come over and use their mouths on their dad's cock to clean it off, which
allowed me to feel the heavenly caress of two sets of soft pliable tongues
licking me clean.

After this was done, Anne asked me the question I really hated her for
which was..."does Shelley liked the taste of his dad's sperm" and hearing
his happy reply of yes, turned to me and said, "let's get this over and
done with shall we dear. I'll do one more thing as a type of lesson for
both my girls as well as for Shelley, then it's YOUR turn to do what you
KNOW needs to be done for your son.

She then suggest that our daughters put their tops back on as well as
Shelley (Michelle/Michael) saying that partially naked people are far more
sexy and attractive than naked people. Looking at Sarah and Christine, I
had to agree with her comments.

Knowing my erogenous zones so well, Anne explained to our three children
about areas that partners found more sensitive and aroused when they were
touched there. Mentioning the more obvious ones had my two daughters
happily proving the advice on each other, while my "son" had it explained
to him how sensitive my neck was as were a lot of boys and men. She
proceeded to give me the most sensational love bite that immediately sent
me erect again, which allowed my son to clap excitedly and start to try and
suck the tip of my cock again.

Telling her daughter how male sperm was almost always awful to taste she
suggested they watch as with my son's precious mouth driving me frantically
crazy, just before I came she yanked the cock tip out of his mouth and to
his open mouth and wide eyed surprise was given his considerable first full
face painting as my sperm hosed his face from top to bottom under my wife's
careful aim. The result had the desired effect on her daughters, who both
made it very clear how yucky they said it looked, while telling
Michelle/Shelley, that between boy and men friends this was part of the
enjoyment. Then asking one of her daughters to take a facial photo on her
phone for study later on, she informed my son he could use his fingers now
to wipe his dad's sperm off and swallow it.

I was so disgusted with what had happened that I was ready to call it quits
and said so. My wife Anne said there was one more important thing that
needed to be done tonight for Shelley's understanding of what he had to
look forward to as he grew older, before leaving the room and coming back
soon after and handing me a tube of KY gel. "Better you do it tonight dear
because your son seems to be really enjoying your talk" my wife said
sarcastically. Your daughter need to see for themselves too how dirty and
messy sex can be, before reaching down and giving my another incredible
love bite that saw my cock star to grow firm again, while she used her
hands to help get me aroused too.

"You won't be too stiff this time so his little bottom won't find his first
time so painful" she bent back down and whispered into my ear, before
standing back up and resuming her "teaching" modus operandi. She proceeded
to remind our three children that only women have vaginas but that Shelley
needs to understand that when she got older her best friends liked to enjoy
their partners bodies, which because boys didn't have vaginas, and
sometimes prefer something other than a boys mouth, meant they had to look
elsewhere for their pleasure.

She informed him and my two daughters that their dad would now show Shelley
something she'd get to enjoy as she grew older and told her to give her
dad's cock a long kiss and ask him if he would make love to you. My son
went and did exactly as his mother instructed and to ensure I was horny my
wife gave me another good love bite hickey on the other side of my neck,
ensuring she sucked even harder and longer to arouse more, before backing
away and grinning evilly. "It's time tiger, be kind and gentle and let your
SON try to enjoy it well. Instructing my son to go end kneel on the lounge
facing the other way, she helped him position himself so that his little
derriere was now facing me and his legs were well opened.

Our two daughters, certainly Sarah, had a fair idea of what was going to
take place and acted as if they were maids of honour at a wedding, giving
verbal encouragement and showing happiness for what my son was about to
have done to him. My wife still seeing my reluctance grabbed the KY tube
and proceeded to insert some of it into his little bottom, explaining to
him that unlike women's vaginas, men's vaginas needed some help getting
slippery. She was so gentle and thorough lubricating his rosebud that my
son was actually responding to her intruding finger, giving quiet moans and
saying how god it felt, which my wife happily told him was what a good girl
like her should be feeling back there right now.

She stood back up and taking Sarah's mobile phone from her prepared to film
her husband taking his son's virginity from him. Turning to me she told me
it was better that I do this and hopefully help him to enjoy it, than to
have a stranger do it later on, perhaps violently or unsanitary somewhere.

I quickly paced over and gently taking a hold my son's narrow hips, oved my
firm cock up and around his anal opening, before gently but firmly pushing
against his anus. Michael started squealing and I spoke comforting words to
him, explaining how a girls first time was always a little painful at
first, angrily realising that I was speaking to him as if he was a girl and
saw my wife's look of amusement as she watched me closely.

Christ he was tight and it took a fair of amount of patient and steady
pushing until suddenly I felt the tip of my cock slide into my boys
arse. He was squealing and saying how much it was hurting, which had my
wife putting her face close to his and whispering words of understanding
and encouragement. I made no attempt to push any further inside my boy, my
brain telling me how perverted I was and remaining motionless, I simply
hoped the initial pain of entry would hopefully eventually disappear.

Perhaps five minutes of standing stock still finally had my son no longer
squealing or even whimpering. My wife still standing very close to his face
then told him that his dad was now going to push slowly further inside him
and to call out if it got too painful. She then explained to our daughter
how the pain my son was incurring was exactly the same that they had
incurred when she had inserted her dildo into each of their vaginas, which
had me look at her and mouth a silent "WTF".

After Anne told me to start easing my cock further inside my young son's
anus, I did it so slow slowly and carefully that it felt as if his tight
opening was actually flexing and pulsing against my firm cock. With my
fully inside him my wife happily told him that he was now no longer a
virgin and that if he practiced along with his sisters, he'd be open and
able to take anyone as he grew older!!!!

She then said that dad was now going to work his cock inside her for a
while to get her use to the idea for when a boyfriend would make love to
her. I started slowly thrusting back and forth, my wife squeezing KY onto
my cock as it slid back and forth. Slowly but surely I felt his tightness
start to ease. If it had been my wife's arse, I would have started getting
extremely vigorous in my thrusts. After about ten minutes of pleasurable
thrusting I felt him starting to push back against me and wriggle about
causing me to become far more aroused than I should have.

When I heard him MOAN, I started to frantically jackhammer his little anus,
now enjoying his moans and whimpers as well as the tightness. My wife was
explaining to her daughters what was happening was loudly congratulating
her son/daughter, explaining to him that she was doing what a normal woman
would do and that soon his dad would do the final act and make him a
fertilised virgin.

Those words saw me nuts react and with a fast frantic race I flooded my
boy's bowels with my sperm, happy to have enjoyed such a delectably tight
arse. As I slowed down and eventually stopped, my wife was loudly
congratulating Shelley and saying how proud she was of her. As I started to
pull out, my wife restarted her daughter training, explaining in graphic
detail to my daughters what was slowly dribbling from my son's now well
fucked anus.

Sarah was told by her mum to go and get a panty pad and put it into her
sister Shelley's panties

Before handing them to my son and watching him put the on and pull them up
so the panty napkin could do its job. I knelt down and my son ran over and
I hugged him tight, telling him he was such a good girl and that daddy was
now content for the night.

As he walked away to his bedroom, a loud wet motorboat came from out of his
just stretched anus. Before I had a chance to speak my eldest daughter said
"Shelley, stop boasting you're not a virgin anymore"

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