Date: Tue, 23 Feb 2010 17:33:41 +0000
From: Pearse Jackson <p.j1055@hotmail.com>
Subject: Loved (Part 3)

Author's note: Thank you to all those who have written to me, it really
means a lot to me. If anyone reading this story, or any of my other
stories, would like to offer some criticism to my stories, not just praise,
don't feel hesitant to do so, I like to hear all my readers' opinions, not
just the ones who enjoy it.

Take care.

Loved (Part 3)

Sam quickly strips himself down, throwing the clothes hap-hazardly onto the
bed, his breathing coming ragged as he imagines what his muscle bound,
handsome father is going to look like in the shower. He slowly steps into
the bathroom, hearing the water falling off his father onto the shower
floor as he enters the bathroom, gasps and stares into the shower.

His imagination had let him down, massively.  Jamie looked better than he
had hoped, his muscles gleaming and leaving Sam moaning in girlish
admiration and pleasure at the sight. He had just a slight bit of hair on
his body, from belly button to just above his cock. What a cock, Sam could
only think, his thoughts seeming almost as husky as his voice. It looked
so, so hot, gleaming like his muscles, huge, thick, the head a bulbous
shape that just begged to be sucked. Jamie had noticed his son, and to his
son's instant arousal, rubbed the falling water into his chest with one
hand, gently tugging and rubbing his cock in the other. Sam, walking
without thinking of it into the shower, couldn't remove his eyes from that
cock, reaching out one hand to rub at it softly, feeling its hardness, its
heat in the warm shower, as Jamie pulled his small lover to him, tilting
Sam's chin up with one hand so Jamie could lean his head down and kiss him,
so softly it made Sam melt against his father, rubbing his hard, manly
chest with his hands as he kissed back. Sam breaks the kiss, leaning back
and staring up into Jamie's eyes, pleadingly and silently asking him to
take him and make him his. Jamie understood, smiling as he lifts his son up
off the floor, Sam's legs curling around Jamie's waist, gripping him
reflexively with his legs, feeling his ass cheeks peel apart for his
father. His father's hands, one on the small of his back, and one between
the back of his head and the wall as Jamie gently props him against the
wall, make Sam feel safe, and yet again, loved. He moans as he feels his
father's cock rubbing against his ass cheeks, as Jamie directs his cock to
his Sam's tender, hungry hole. Sam feels the head of his father's cock meet
his small, tight hole, and he squeals, tensing hard, his father's soothing
voice coming to him, ''Don't be afraid, honey, I'll be gentle on your
pussy'', Sam moaning softly as Jamie labels it ''pussy'', knowing as he
looks at his father, who seems to be manliness personified, that he is a
woman now, and about to be confirmed as one. He closes his eyes and screws
up his face prettily as he feels his father push into him, gently as
promised, then his cock was sliding into his pussy.

Sam screamed, as pain reached him, his hands gripping tightly to his
father's shoulders, his slight body tensing hard.

''Sam honey, its ok, its alright'', Jamie purred soothingly to him, leaning
forward to kiss one of Sam's wet, pert nipple, the pleasure of this beating
back the pain of his father's cock stretching his pussy. He moans and
squeals loudly as his father pleasures his nipple, only very slightly
moving his cock in and out of Sam, using only a few inches of it. Sam, his
face screwed against both pain and pleasure, suddenly feels only pleasure,
the pain becoming a dull ache. But more than this, feeling Jamie's cock
easing in and out of him, slowly. Too slowly, Sam realises, and pushes his
pussy down onto his father's cock as he thrusts, bringing a gasp from
Jamie, who understands the motion and starts thrusting faster and deeper
into Sam's virgin pussy. Sam moans louder and louder, his breath coming in
sharp, hurried intakes as he pushes and pulls his lower body on and off
Jamie's cock, bringing moans of pleasure from Jamie. Sam cums on Jamie's
stomach, tensing hard and moaning softly, his whole body going weak, the
pleasure proving too much for his slight frame, as Jamie continues to
pleasure his nipple and pussy, feeling Jamie nibble on his nipple,
squealing, ''Oh Jamie'' as he does so.

Suddenly Jamie presses his lips to Sam's soft breast and as he thrusts his
whole cock into Sam's pussy, Sam feels a warmth flood his pussy, moaning
and arching his neck and back, his mind seeming to burn with the knowledge
that his father has cummed inside him, and his limp dick seeming to throb
with the knowledge that he loved it. He had never felt so good in his life,
the pleasure still making his ears ring, making his body tingle, as Jamie
stops thrusting and gently kisses Sam's nipples over and over. Sam moans
softly as his father raises him and lowers his cock out of his son, letting
his son down onto his feet once more.

''Honey, your pussy felt so tight, so hot on my dick'', Jamie purrs to Sam
as he rubs Sam's sides, making Sam moan with his words, smiling as he
continues, ''I'd love if I could make love to you more often.''

''Oh Daddy'', Sam moans as the seemingly never ending tingling continues to
make his body tremble and his breath come in short, ragged breaths, ''I'd
love that too, so much.''

Jamie smiles down at his young lover, his hands seeming to engulf Sam's
small hips as he leans in to kiss Sam, Sam loving how he has to stand on
tip toe and tilt his head up to kiss Jamie, their lips gently pressed
together as their bodies come together, Sam suddenly feeling a prodding
down near his stomach, reaching a hand down and finding his father's
dick. His still erect dick......Sam leans back, looking down at it, and
whispering, ''Daddy, how is it still erect?''

''Oh that, I used to take tantra quite a bit, when I first met your mother,
honey'', Jamie explained, smiling wickedly as he continues, ''Your mother
did, too. We were very much into each other.....''

Sam knew he should be outraged, or disgusted by this comment, but knowing
what tantra was, Sam could only imagine his father and mother making love,
for hour after hour......he now looked at his mother in a new way,
realising how hot she was, her perfect ass, long legs, big, but not too
big, breasts and her achingly beautiful face, and long, red hair. Sam
wondered, his mouth watering and his limp dick stiffening, what his
mother's pussy tasted like....

Jamie, seeing the far off look in his son's eyes, smiles broader as he
turns Sam, pressing his small body to the wall, leaning his own body in
against Sam, his cock gently pressing against Sam's ass cheeks as he kisses
the back of one ear, whispering to Sam, ''Oh, your mother could go for
hours, Sam, her pussy was so wet during it, her ass was like yours, so
hot.''

Sam moans, the force of Jamie's body pressed against his back making his
nipples rub off the tiled wall, his mind completely taken by the image of
his father and mother making love for hours, Jamie nibbling on his earlobe
and whispering, ''She always loved this one thing I did with her in the
shower, I'm sure you will, too'', then suddenly the shower nozzle was being
pressed into Sam's pussy. Sam gasps, and tries to struggle reflexively
against this invasion, but his father's free hand proves Sam's better in
strength, holding him there while he thrusts the entire nozzle length into
Sam, Sam tensing and screwing up his face, crying out, ''Oh God, Jamie !'',
as the warm water fills his pussy. Jamie smiles at Sam's obvious enjoyment,
leaving the nozzle in his son's pussy as he adjusts the water frequency to
its maximum, hearing Sam squeal in pleasure as the high frequency spray
wets his insides. Jamie rubs Sam's sides slowly as he kisses the back of
his neck, sliding his hands down Sam and rubbing his penis while Sam arches
himself against the wall, cumming to the feeling of the shower nozzle
spraying hot water into the muscles of his pussy, squealing and whimpering
in Jamie's grasp. Jamie takes his hands off Sam for an instant to take hold
of the shower nozzle and take it from Sam's pussy, Sam tensing hard and
moaning as he does so, feeling the shower nozzle rub against his pussy
cheeks. Sam attempts to turn, but his father grips his hips suddenly and
then Sam feels his hands slide down to his pussy cheeks, peeling them apart
and bringing a low moan of pleasure from Sam as he does so. Then he feels
Jamie's mouth meet his exposed rosebud, and he screws up his face and
tenses, mouth open issuing forth a silent scream as Jamie begins to probe
his pussy with his tongue. Sam couldn't believe how tender his pussy was,
how good this felt, his hands splayed out against the wall as he tries to
stay on his feet, the pleasure making him feel so weak, but so pleasured,
squealing and whimpering as Jamie continues sliding his tongue over and
inside Sam's pussy. Sam feels cum slowly dripping from his limp penis and
tenses hard against the wall, only for his body to go suddenly weak,
squealing in alarm as he slides down the wall onto his knees, resting his
forehead against the shower wall as he moans, the pleasure seeming to go on
despite his father's lips not being on him anymore. He hears his father
stand, padding on the wet shower floor, then the shower turns off, and
Jamie pads out of it and into the bedroom. Sam, the pleasure slowly ebbing
to an ache deep in his pussy, realises that his virginity, and his
masculinity, had just been taken by his father. His strong, manly
father.....with that huge cock, and those bulging muscles....for a few
moments, all Sam could now see was his father naked in the shower when he
had first come in.

Then Jamie, coming on him unawares as he fantasizes, grips his sides and
lifts him up and carries him into the bedroom, Sam squealing first in
surprise, then in pleasure at this loving act, rubbing Jamie's shoulder
blades and upper back with one hand softly, biting his lip softly as Jamie
sets him down on the bed, on which Jamie has draped a large towel so as not
to get the bed wet from their bodies. Sam looks up at Jamie, standing at
the edge of the bed, looking for all the world, at least to Sam, like a
god.

Jamie smiles at him warmly, and whispers, ''You're perfect, honey'', slowly
coming to lay down beside Sam, propped up on one elbow as his other hand,
pleasurably to Sam, roams over Sam's chest and stomach, Jamie purring,
''Your pert nipples, your sweet lips, your hot pussy, and that little
clitty of yours'', his hand gently rubbing Sam's penis as he purrs
''clitty''.

Sam moans softly, the labelling of his penis as ''clitty'' seeming
approapriate, considering his penis was, if even, 1 1/2 inches when erect,
and plus, his father had just shown him the benefits of being a woman. Sam
rolls over against his father, laying himself up onto Jamie and looking
down into his eyes, smiling happily, tears beading his eyelashes dearingly,
as he whispers, ''Jamie, I love you.''

Jamie's eyes widen, but he smiles happily as well, whispering, ''I love you
too, precious, so much.''

Sam rubs one cheek against Jamie's hard chest, biting his lip softly as he
shifts his body so Jamie's cock, still erect and magnificent, rubs against
the inside of one of his thighs. Sam, almost hesitantly, whispers,
''Daddy......can I be your daughter?'', lifting his head to look once more
into Jamie's eyes, pleadingly.

Jamie's hands rub along Sam's back slowly as he leans forward to kiss Sam,
whispering, ''You can be my girlfriend, and lover, Sam honey, if you'd
rather that.''

Sam moans, being called his father's ''girlfriend'' sending a dizzying
thrill through him, leaning forward on his broad chest to tilt his head
down and kiss Jamie, over and over, moaning between kisses, ''Yes, Daddy, I
want to be your girlfriend.''

Jamie suddenly smiles, a little wickedly, purring, ''Hmm, how about a nice
girl's name too, and you can wear your mother's clothes around the house?''

Sam gasps, looking into his father's eyes to see if he was joking, only
seeing amusement and arousal in his father's eyes as Sam stammers quickly,
''Oh yes please, Daddy.''

Jamies smiles and says, ''Tomorrow, then, you can begin your female life,
sweetie, and I'll give you your new name then. Let's get some shut eye.''

Sam rests his head against his father's chest once more, almost ready to
cry from joy, but the fatigue of their sex getting to him and he starts to
drift away. As his eyes close, he can only imagine being his father's
girlfriend, as a real girl, smiling so happily, as he drifts off to the
first bit of peaceful sleep he's experienced since his parents' divorce.

Jamie rubs his back gently, smiling down at his son, feeling his small
chest start to rise and fall against Jamie's body. He rests his head back
onto the pillows of his, and now Sam's, bed, also getting the first bit of
peaceful sleep since his divorce, for once not fantasizing about Stacy,
still fantasizing about Sam, but no longer feeling guilty.


Their sleeping breaths fill the room, as both dream of each other.

End of Part 3