Date: Wed, 5 May 2021 21:20:41 +0000 (UTC) From: J J Subject: The King of Lindsey Heights, Ch. 3 and 4 (Transgender/Teen) Codes: MF, anal, oral, incest (F/tg) CHAPTER 3 STORY CODES: MF, slow, oral, anal The sellers were leaving in a week to go on vacation, and wanted the sale to go through quickly. My financing was pre-approved, so it was a simple phone call to the lender to set that process in motion. Within two days their appraiser had been through the place and generated his report, and the loan was approved. A friend of mine did home inspections, and I met him at the house on the third day. We went through the whole place together. There were two minor electrical issues that would have to be fixed, but everything else was solid as a rock. He thought I'd gotten a great deal on the place, and that it was in excellent condition. Jeanie and I talked daily as we went through all the paperwork, and she continued to hint at serious pleasures to come. She even got a little flustered one evening in the phone at one of my double entendres, and I could visualize her blushing on the other end of the line. Within a few days it was time for the final walk-through before closing. Jeanie and I planned to meet at the house that afternoon at 2, then I called her back and asked if she wanted to have lunch first. She agreed, and I told her I'd pick her up at her office at noon. When I pulled up at her office, she came out in a tight miniskirt that most women her age couldn't have gotten away with, topped by a red blouse that showed a very attractive amount of cleavage -- definitely not the businesslike attire she usually wore. Her red heels were only about 2", perhaps in deference to our nearly equal height. Her legs were bare, and well-toned. I got out and opened the door for her, and she slipped into the leather seat, the skirt rising almost to heaven as she arranged herself. She saw me looking and smiled up at me as I closed the door. As I pulled away, I complimented her on the outfit, and she blushed slightly. "You don't think it's too much?" she asked. "No, I think it's working perfectly," I said, sliding my hand suggestively near the bulge growing in my jeans. She giggled like a little girl, and I like little girls. I downshifted and accelerated onto the interstate, adding the rush of speed to the sexual tension in the car. A few minutes later we pulled up in front of the steakhouse I'd chosen for lunch. I got out and opened her door for her, admiring her long legs as they slid out from the seat. Her hands slid down over her ass, smoothing her skirt as she stood and stared directly into my eyes. I thought that offering to do that for her would be only a little bit forward, as I expected to have my hands on that ass before the day was through. We went inside and were seated immediately. Jeanie ordered a salad, while I had a lunch-sized ribeye. A glass of white wine with her meal brought the roses into her cheeks, while I sipped an iced tea with my meal. Sex is my drug -- I gave up alcohol several years ago. We were seated at a table in the center of the room, and Jeanie seated herself next to me instead of across from me. During the meal her knee stayed pressed against mine. We talked about the house, the inspections, and the closing, but it was very clear that other things were on her mind. At one point she leaned close to whisper to me about a strange-looking couple that walked by us. Her hand rested on my thigh while she spoke, and it didn't rest -- she caressed my thigh, squeezing it slightly, her fingertips sliding close to my crotch. I turned and smiled at her, our faces only inches apart, and we shared a private laugh. I'm sure that anyone that saw us thought we were lovers. We weren't, but I was certain we soon would be. After lunch we returned to the car and drove out to the new house. I admired Jeanie's ass as she bent to unlock the lock-box and retrieve the key, then open the door. She turned and saw me looking, and the little-girl giggle returned. As we entered, we went back to all-business mode, going through the house with a fine-tooth comb, checking every outlet, light switch, toilet, and system. We ran the dishwasher, made sure the hot-water heater worked, cycled the icemaker in the refrigerator. We turned on every faucet inside and outside. We poked into every closet, opened the attic staircase and peered about in the storage area there. The repairs I'd asked for had been completed. Everything was perfect. We were finishing up, and Jeanie was in the hallway, looking up at the HVAC filter as the air conditioning kicked in. Unable to keep my hands off her any longer, I walked up behind her and put my hands on her waist. Her breath caught slightly, then she leaned back against me. I put my arms around her, my hands resting just under her breasts. Her breathing deepened, and she pressed her ass back against my crotch. Then her hands took mine and placed them on her breasts. They were firm under my touch. My mouth was close to her ear. I whispered, "You know, I think I left some papers you need at my place." She smiled and said, "That could be, but I can't wait any longer." With that she turned and came into my arms. She kissed me hard as her hands roamed across my back. My hands slid down to that delectable ass, finding it firm and toned as expected. Her hands grabbed my ass as we kissed, squeezing my cheeks and pulling me against her. Then she leaned slightly away from me. She turned me and pushed me back against the wall. Her hands slid down to my belt and began unbuckling it, then she slid to her knees on the floor, her eyes locked on mine as her practiced hands unzipped me and skinned my jeans and briefs to my knees. Then she was holding my cock in one hand, my balls in the other. She stroked it for a moment. Looking up at me, her voice gone throaty, she said, "God, I've wanted this." Her mouth opened and she took my length into her, her tongue caressing the underside of my shaft. I put one hand on the back of her neck, not forcing, just holding, as she pumped my cock with her mouth. One hand remained on the shaft, stroking with her mouth. Her other hand went between my legs, stroking my perineum with her fingertips, then holding my ass, her middle finger in the crack, as she pulled me into her mouth. She wasn't a deep-throat expert, and didn't try to take all of me as she fucked my cock with her mouth. Her finger slid into the crack of my ass and slid across my backdoor as she moved her hand to hold my balls, kneading them gently. I put my head back against the wall and moaned slightly, enjoying the wondrous sensations her mouth produced. The sellers had removed all their belongings, and there wasn't a stick of furniture in the place, but an old piece of doggerel came to mind: "In days of old, when knights were bold, and ladies not particular, They laid their broads against the walls, and screwed 'em perpendicular" I laughed slightly, and Jeanie gave me a questioning look. "I'll tell you later," I said, "but now it's my turn." Putting my hands on her shoulders, I brought her to her feet and pushed her against the opposite wall of the hallway. Her hands continued to stroke my shaft as we kissed. I squeezed her breasts again as we stood looking into each others eyes, then slid my hands down and pulled her tight skirt up around her waist. She was wearing a black lace thong underneath. My hand slid down to cup her pussy through the lace, and I could feel the moistness and heat of her. We kissed some more, out mouths hungry for the taste of each other, as I peeled the thong off her hips and it dropped to the floor. She stepped out of it and kicked it aside as I knelt in front of her. I learned that she did shave, and the bare puffy lips of her cunt were finally open to me. It was beautiful and perfect, with soft bare outer labia, opening to reveal tiny inner lips, her clit just peaking out from beneath its hood. I raised one of her legs and put it on my shoulder. Her hands ruffled my hair as I pressed my lips against her opening. She moaned as I slid my tongue between the lips, tasting the wetness leaking from her. My hands cupped her asscheeks as I slid my tongue up from the opening to find her clit, then ground against her, pressing her back against the wall as I sucked and caressed it. I slid one, then two fingers inside her, finger-fucking her gently as my tongue danced across her clit. I slid the fingertips of the other hand between her nether cheeks, slowly running across her little asshole. Her body jerked at the sensation, then she pressed her ass back against my hand. Her hands pulled my head hard against her cunt. I looked up at her and her head was back, her eyes closed. I sucked her clit into my mouth, gently nibbling on it with my teeth. My fingers moved more quickly and deeper inside her, angling for her g-spot. A low growl escaped her lips, then I felt her hips jerk. The muscles inside her squeezed down on my fingers as her first small orgasm rolled though her body. "Oh, Jimmy, get it in me," she breathed, and I sucked her clit into my mouth one more time, then rose to stand in front of her. I held her leg in the crook of my elbow, keeping her legs open. Her mouth attacked mine, sucking her juices off my tongue and lips, as her hands sought my cock. She pulled me to her by the shaft, rubbing the head between the lips of her pussy. "You're wonderful," I whispered between kisses. She smiled at me and said, "You're hung, and I want this fucker inside me." then she laughed and kissed me again as she fitted my cock into its rightful place. I bent my knees slightly and rose as I slid all the way inside her. We were the same height, and fitted together perfectly this way. I began sliding in and out, back and forth, pegging her against the wall. "Ohhhh, that's good," she breathed. Her hands held my ass, pulling me against her as we fucked. Her hips thrust forward with each stroke to meet me. I adjusted my stroke several times, speeding, then slowing, teasing her entrance with just the head of my cock, then slamming against her hard, almost bruising our pelvic bones together as I slammed her against the wall. She kissed my neck and my ear, moaning soft obscenities. I grabbed the cheeks of her ass, then slid my fingers deep into the crack between, holding them wide apart, teasing her asshole with my fingertips. This drove her to her second climax, and I felt her muscles squeezing rhythmically around my cock deep inside her. I lifted her slightly, and her foot came off the floor. She wrapped that leg around my ass, and she was suspended on my hands and my cock as I slammed harder inside her grasping cunt. She put her arms on my shoulders to take some of the weight, then whispered, "fuck me, fuckkkkkk me, fuck me!" Our breathing was fast and shallow, our hearts pounding. Her hips bucked against me with each deep thrust. I leaned my head back slightly and looked into her eyes. "Soon? Together?" I whispered. She smiled and nodded, then kissed me as I fucked hard and fast up into her. Our lips locked together, moaning in exertion and pleasure, I rocked up into her streaming pussy. She moaned into my mouth, her breathing jagged, "Oh, oh, oh, Ohhhhhhhhhhh," and I felt her cunt exploding in orgasm, random spasms, her whole body rocking in sympathy. The first jet of cum blew from my cock deep inside her, then another stroke, another blast, again and again, as our bodies shook in pleasure. Finally I came to rest, as small aftershocks of orgasm still shook both our bodies, my cock as deep inside her as I could get, our mixed juices dripping to my balls. We continued kissing, laughing and complimenting each other's performance. She brought her feet back to the floor, squeezing her legs tight together to hold my shaft inside her cunt. We stayed pressed against the wall like that a while longer, not wanting the moment to fade. Finally I said, "We could go get those papers if you like." She smiled and said, "That would be nice. I left the rest of the afternoon open for you." We slid apart, and I found some tissues in one of the bathrooms so we could clean up a little bit. We were standing close together as I buckled my belt and she smoothed her skirt when the doorbell rang. We shared a questioning look. Jeanie said, "Oh, I'm a mess," and ran to her purse as I went to the door. Looking through the peephole, I could see a man standing in the entryway. Jeanie quickly ran a brush through her hair, then nodded at me, and I opened the door. "Hello. New neighbors?" The man said, "John Thompson -- I live next door." A young girl stepped out from behind him and he introduced her. "My daughter Kathy." "Jim Turner," I said, extending my hand, "and yes, I'm your new neighbor. I close on the place tomorrow." Jeanie advanced and introduced herself as my realtor. John gave me an odd smile, which I instantly recognized. We were two slightly rumpled adults, and fairly reeked of sex. I really didn't give a damn, and let him think what he wished. "Say hello to our new neighbor, Kathy," Thompson said, pushing his daughter forward. She was a slender girl, about 10 years old, with boyish hips and just a hint that breasts would soon develop on her chest. She was pretty, with short blonde hair and pale blue eyes. She gave me the same look he had, and I knew that despite her tender age, she was well aware that she was looking at two people who'd just finished fucking. I bent forward slightly to come down to her level, and she held out her hand. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Turner," she said. I took her hand in a brief handshake, and her fingers lingered on my palm as our hands separated. She shook hands with Jeanie, giving her an I-know-what-you-were-doing smile. This one bears investigation, I thought. I do like little girls. We chatted a few minutes with the Thompsons, about the neighborhood, about moving, then John said, "We'll let you get about your business, then," and we said our farewells. I closed the door, and Jeanie fell against me, laughing. "Oh, they knew," she said, and kissed me again. We put the house to rights, shut everything off, and gathered our things. We were still laughing as we walked to the car. I opened the door for her, and as she slid into the seat I noticed her panties were missing. She saw me looking and smiled. "In my purse," she said. I smiled back and got into the driver's seat. I backed out and started down the street. As I stopped at the corner, Jeanie said, "She's a pretty little girl." I turned my head to catch a gaze weighted with meaning. She said, "I saw the way you two looked at each other. Little girls can be quite surprising, can't they?" Jeanie's hand settled on my thigh, squeezing. Looking evenly into her eyes, I said, "Little girls can be wonderful." Jeanie waited half a beat before responding, "Yes, I know." Then we both smiled. Jeanie's hand descended into my crotch and squeezed my cock. "Let's go to your place," she said, and I pulled away from the intersection. Jeanie's hand stayed on my cock all the way to the apartment, just softly stroking and squeezing. She ran her fingertips along its length, reached underneath to cup my balls. Her short skirt rode up, and her bare pussy was open to my view. She noticed my gaze and ran a finger between her cunt lips, then brought it to my mouth. I sucked on her fingertip, still tasting our mixed juices from before. I'm pretty sure a few truckers got a view of her charms as we sped along the interstate for a few miles. We pulled up in front of my apartment, and straightened ourselves for the short walk to the door. As soon as we were inside, we came together again, kissing, as my hands slid under her skirt to caress her lovely ass. We quickly made our way to the bedroom. I sat down on the bed and pulled her to me, unbuttoning her blouse. Her tits hadn't gotten nearly enough attention in our previous coupling, and I badly needed to see them. Her bra matched the lace thong. I stripped her blouse out of her skirt, once again at her waist, then pulled the cups below her breasts, drawing one nipple into my mouth while my fingers paid homage to the other. "Give me a moment," she said, pushing herself away from me. She turned and walked towards the bathroom, swaying her hips deliciously. She looked back at me and gave me her most seductive smile as she went out the door. The bathroom door closed, and I stripped, laying back on the bed naked. I heard her humming softly in the bathroom, heard water running. The afternoon light in the bedroom was soft and dim through the closed curtains. I heard the bathroom door open and she came into the bedroom nude, once again with a sexy little twitch to her hips. Her hands behind her back, she came to the side of the bed, presenting herself to me. Her tits were perfect, firm and high, almost pert. Her belly was smooth and trim, and I could just see the top of her cunt lips low between her thighs. "Look what I found," she sang softly, and took her hands out from behind her back. She held one of the butt plugs Bobbi and I played with, apparently left behind in the bathroom the last time I had cleaned everything. It was pink, about 1 1/2" wide at it's largest, and 3" long. "You're kinky -- I like that," she said softly, and put it in her mouth. She moved onto the bed with me, her face close to mine, while she sucked and wetted it in her mouth. Then, tucking her knees under her belly, she handed it to me, put her head down on the pillow, and closed her eyes. I rose to kneel beside her, caressing her flank with one hand while I guided the plug down the ridge of her spine and between the cheeks of her ass. She moaned slightly as it touched the tiny rose of her asshole, and slid her hand between her legs to cup her cunt. I passed by her backdoor with the tip, and pressed the plug between the lips of her pussy. Her hand joined mine as we rotated the toy inside her, adding lube from her juices. Pulling away from between her labia and her hand, I slid the tip with excruciating slowness across her perineum to her tender back door. I rotated it again slowly, teasing and lubing her entrance, then began pushing. At first her hole resisted the entrance, and I pressed harder. Once again I heard that little growl deep in her throat as her ass began to open. I moved my head to watch closely as it pressed inside her. Her asshole stretched around its width, her body slightly trembling, then the widest part was past the entrance, and her sphincter closed down on the narrow shaft. It nestled tight inside her, only the flat pink base visible. Her asshole squeezed and loosened as she clenched it inside her. It was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen, and I could practically feel my pulse pounding in my rigid cock. "Oh, that feels wonderful," she said, and her hips wriggled slightly. I rolled onto my back, my head near her knees, and she moved over me in a classic 69. Her hands and mouth quickly found my cock and began worshiping it skillfully. I kicked a pillow from the head of the bed, grabbing it with my hand and placing it under my head to raise my mouth to her cunt. I kneaded the cheeks of her ass as I assaulted her wet pussy with my lips and tongue. I drove my tongue as deep inside her as it would go, then moved back to her clit, once again sucking it into my mouth, breathing and tasting her juices. Her taste was tangy and mature, a woman's cunt, used to sex and used to cumming. Her head bobbed up and down on my cock, quickly, then slowly, sometimes stopping to just suck hard on the head. One hand stroked the shaft while the other caressed my thighs and my balls, then teased the perineum, sliding down between my cheeks. I raised and separated my legs, and her fingertips descended to my asshole. I moaned purposely, giving her a cue, then took the base of the buttplug in my hand, pulling on it gently, then pressing it back into her. She giggled softly as she took her mouth off my cock long enough to wet her fingers inside it, then moved them back to my nether entrance. Taking as much of my cock as her mouth could handle, she teased my asshole with a fingertip, then stabbed it inside, pushing hard to enter me. "Ahhh, yes," I softly said, and she settled into finger-fucking my ass with one finger while she fucked my cock with her mouth. I rotated the buttplug in her ass gently, then reapplied myself to making love to her cunt with my mouth. By now she was dripping wet, her moisture coating my cheeks. We went on like this for some time, pleasuring each other with our mouths and fingers. I held her labia apart with my fingers and feasted on her clit, sucking, biting gently, then forcing my tongue inside to lick her juices and swallow them. Her hips stiffened and her head rose off my cock as she came, my tongue deep inside her. I withdrew my tongue and substituted three fingers, filling her opening as I drilled inside, her muscles squeezing me. "Ohhhhhh," she moaned, her hips bucking against my lips, "Gotta have some cock, gotta have it now." With that she rose off of me and lay on her belly next to me. Reaching back, she pulled the plug out of her ass, reaching over to put it on the bedside table. She spread her legs wide and cocked her hips upwards. "Put it there, Jim, I need it in there." Sliding around behind her, I teased her back door with the head of my cock, then slid it down between the lips of her cunt, pushing in and out slightly to gather her moisture as lube. "Please," she said, and reached back to hold her asscheeks apart for me, "In my ass." I placed the head of my cock against her back door and began pushing. The opening resisted at first as it had with the plug. She pushed her hips back towards me, and it suddenly opened, swallowing the head of my cock. I leaned forward, holding my weight with my hands on each side of her. Her head jerked back as her voice, gravelly with passion, called for more, deeper, and I pressed down into her. I began stroking in and out, deeper with each pass, until finally my 7" cock was completely buried in her, my balls laying against the lips of her cunt. Her hand, now busy between her labia, reached back to cup my balls. She turned her head, looking at me, and said, "You want to do this with little Kathy, don't you?" "Not right now," I replied. "Right now I'm with you." She smiled and put her head back on the pillow. I lay down on her back, pressing her against the bed. "Now fuck me good, Jimmy. I want to cum with you in my ass," she said, her voice rising and falling. I could feel her back door squeezing and releasing my shaft as I soaked deep in her rectum. Drawing my hips back, I pressed slowly back into her. "More," was all she said. I stroked again, longer and harder this time. Then I raised up and took her hips in my hands, raising her slightly as I began moving faster and deeper inside her. I could feel her labia almost vibrating as her finger flicked hard over her clit. Her body trembled with each new thrust as I began pounding hard into her asshole, long hard strokes. She moaned loudly as she approached orgasm, her voice rising in pitch. I pulled her back until her knees were under her again, and fucked her ass as hard as I could manage. She loved it -- she moaned, she writhed under my grip, her hips bucking back at me with each thrust I made. We were completely in tune, and nothing mattered but our naked bodies slamming together. "Cu -- cu -- cu CUMMMMMMIINNNNNG," she moaned, a finger pressed into her cunt, and her back door squeezed hard on my cock. I jammed it deep inside her, my belly pressed against her cheeks, as my cock erupted deep in her rectum, spurting again and again. She stiffened again and again before me, as her body shook out its orgasm. Finally the spasms stopped, and I slowly lay forward. Her knees came down outside my legs, and I pinned her to the bed, my cock still balls-deep in her ass. I lay on her back and kissed her shoulders and her neck as our breathing returned to normal. A soft sheen of perspiration coated us both, slippery between us, making her skin taste salty and wonderful. We lay still as my cock softened and finally slid out of her. I rolled onto my back, and she cuddled beside me, her head on my shoulder, one thigh across mine, her hand on my chest. She kissed me softly, then nestled against me again. In the dim light of the room, we fell asleep that way. CHAPTER 4 STORY CODES: M/f, M/F/b(tg), oral, anal The closing on the house was the next day. Jeanie and I sat side by side in the lawyer's office while all the papers were signed, teasing each other with knees and hands under the table. She had other appointments afterward, but helped me celebrate with a quick nasty blowjob in my car before she left. When she was done she gave me a wet, sloppy kiss, her lips still covered in my cum. She giggled as I licked my lips. We cleaned up and promised to meet soon for more fun. The next day I started collecting boxes and packing things to move. There was a lot to do to get organized -- visits to utility companies, discussions with my insurance agent, buying things for the house that I hadn't needed in the apartment. I started taking small loads of my belongings to the house in the Mustang every evening, putting things in the right rooms, stocking supplies in the closets, and figuring out what I would change and what I'd leave alone. Bobbi wanted to help, and I told him I'd hire him to clean the apartment after the final moving day. Moving day came, and the guys from Two Men and a Truck showed up for the furniture and the heavy stuff. I put my personal things in the back of the Mustang. Tonight I would sleep in my new home. Bobbi and his mother came over to watch while the men loaded the truck. Amy Wilkens was 35, sexy in a MILF kind of way, with a slender figure. Bobbi had her slender build and a few of her facial features. Fully dressed, Bobbi looked like her younger sister. I told Amy that I'd stay in touch with Bobbi (Robert, as she preferred he be addressed), taking him for weekend days, even overnight at my new place if he wanted to. She eyed me curiously at this, but knew Bobbi was happy to have my friendship, and agreed to him visiting me. We shook hands, Amy looking at me curiously again, and went our separate ways. When the truck was loaded I followed the movers to the house and supervised unloading. I was making my bed when the doorbell rang. I answered the door dressed only in an old pair of shorts and found little Kathy there, a covered dish in her hands. She was wearing a short flowered sundress and a pair of sandals. "Hi, Mr Turner, and welcome to the neighborhood!" she said, holding the dish out to me. I peeled back the tinfoil on top and found a stack of brownies, still warm. Bending to be even with her face, I said, "Thank you, Kathy -- this is very sweet of you. Did you make these?" "Yup", she said. "Would you like to come in and try them with me?" I asked. "The house is still a mess, but I think we can find somewhere to sit down and talk." "I gotta get back, my mom's waiting for me," she said. She turned her head to glance at her house, then smiled at me. "But, just for a minute..." With that she was off and past me, looking around the rooms. I laughed and closed the door, then followed her on her tour with the plate still in my hand. I found her in my bedroom, bouncing on her bottom on my half-made bed. "This is a nice big bed, Mr. Turner," she said, "You could have a party in here!" With that she put her arms behind her on the bed and kicked off her sandals, crossing her legs. Her skirt was at midthigh, showcasing her coltish limbs. Her eyes swept over my shirtless chest down to my groin. "If I did, you'd be invited," I told her with a smile. She giggled, pulling her legs back against her chest and reaching for the brownies. She let her knees fall to the side and her skirt slid almost to her waist, revealing tight pink cotton panties. She sat like that, nibbling on a brownie. I sat next to her, taking a brownie and putting the plate aside. I took a bite and made an exaggerated face of pleasure. "Mmmmm" I said, "Good, good good." She giggled and leaned over to wipe a crumb from the side of my mouth, holding it on her fingertip and pushing it into my mouth. I sucked on her finger, turning towards her and putting my hand on her knee. She continued to smile up at me while I sucked her finger deeper into my mouth, stroking it with my tongue. My hand began sliding up her inner thigh, closer to the puffy little lips under those pink panties. Her expression turned more serious, but still her eyes held mine. Then she smiled at me, and with her other hand took hold of mine and moved it until I was cupping her pussy through the panties. Then, taking her finger from my mouth, she lay back on the bed, her legs still spread wide, her skirt around her waist. She closed her eyes, her arms above her head. Sliding a finger under the crotch of her panties, I pulled them aside, revealing her hairless little mound. Pulling her little lips apart, I pressed against her budding clit. Her hips rocked slightly. "Mmmmm, good, good good!", she moaned softly, and giggled. Then, suddenly, she sat up. Pulling my hand from between her legs, she sucked the finger that had parted her lower lips for a moment. "I really gotta get going," she said, "but that was fun....." Getting off the bed, she slipped into her sandals. Moving close, she kissed me on the cheek while one hand grabbed for my cock, now stiff inside my shorts. "See you soon," she said, and with a smile she trotted down the hallway and out the door. I heard it slam behind her. Standing up, I dropped my shorts and, looking at the impression her little-girl ass had made in the sheets, started stroking my cock. It was stiff, pointing above horizontal as I remembered the feel of her tiny cunt. I grabbed a pillowcase from a pile of linens on the nightstand. My eyes closed as I visualized that tight little pussy opening to take my erection, her legs spread wide as they had been in this room a few minutes before. With a grunt, I blew a load of cum into the pillowcase. Slowing my strokes as I spurted again and again, my heart rate coming back to normal, I imagined what it would be like to cum inside her. I knew it would only be a matter of time before I got the chance. I lay back on the bed and wrapped the cum-soaked pillowcase around my shaft. I wondered if she took it in the ass, and with that thought I drifted into a nap. The next day was cleaning day at the apartment. I'd left enough cleaning supplies there to do the job, and Bobbi was supposed to meet me there at 1 o'clock. I had a little surprise for him in a box I took with me. When I pulled up, Bobbi was sitting on the step waiting, dressed in his boy clothes of baggy shorts, sandals, and a T-shirt. He smiled and stood up as I pulled into a slot near the door. Taking the box with me, I put my arm around his shoulder and we walked to the door. When I'd unlocked it and we were inside, I handed him the box. "You'll need to dress properly for cleaning up", I said. "Go change." I took his shoulders and turned him, pushing him towards the bedroom. While he was gone I started in the kitchen, going through the cabinets to see if I'd missed anything. I left each cabinet and drawer open when I was sure it was empty. "Sir, is this appropriate?" I heard Bobbi say in an exaggerated little girl voice. I turned to the sound, and there he stood in the little maid outfit I'd bought him: Black heels, fishnet stockings, a short black skirt covered by a small white apron, a black bustier, and a tiny white cap pinned into his long hair. He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes lowered. I whistled and his eyes came up, smiling, then I made a hand signal to him to turn around. Pivoting gracefully on the heels, he spun around slowly, then quickly. The skirt flew up and I could see his cute little ass framed by the matching sheer panties, the straps of the black lace garter belt pulling against the fishnets. I whistled again, and Bobbi flew into my arms. He looked up at me and whispered, "Thank you", then kissed me on the lips. "Glad you like it -- it's beautiful on you", I whispered back, then slapped his pretty ass and said, "Now get to work, maid!" He danced away, laughing and rubbing the spot where I'd spanked him. Handing him a set of rubber gloves to protect his slender hands, I set him to work cleaning the bathroom, while I washed windows and finished patching up nail-holes from the pictures I had hung. We worked for a couple of hours, Bobbi flirting with me every time we were close. He worked quickly and efficiently, and I taught him a few cleaning tricks. I was throwing the last few items left behind into boxes when he finished vacuuming the carpets and came over to me. He put his arms around me and ground his belly against my crotch. "Is there anything else that needs .... polishing?", he teased. He put his hands on my ass. In heels he still only came up to my shoulders. "If we're done, I'd like to thank you properly for my new outfit." I leaned down and kissed him, holding him against me, then he slid to his knees and unbuckled my belt. He opened my jeans and slid them and my briefs down towards my knees, then cupped my balls and wrapped his hand around my stiffening cock. As his head came forward to engulf my shaft, the front door opened. "Robert?", Amy Wilkens said in a soft voice. Bobbi's head turned to stare at his mother as she closed the door behind her and leaned against it. "Busted", I thought, but she was just standing there, not screaming. Frozen by shock, Bobbi stayed on his knees, his hands still holding my genitals. "Robert, is this who you want to be, or is this his idea?" Amy said, her voice still soft. Her eyes stayed in his face, so close to my cock. She was wearing jean shorts and a Hard Rock Cafe t-shirt, leaning against the door with her hands behind her. "M-Mom," Bobbi stuttered, then his voice caught, "This is who I've always been. Jimmy didn't make me do anything. He just helped me see myself." Amy's head bowed, she looked down at the carpet and took a deep breath. "I kind of figured you were gay....." She took another deep breath, "....but all this is a little much to accept. You're only 13." Rising from his knees, Bobbi went to her. He lifted her chin until they were eye-to-eye. "Mom, it's okay," he said, "If I were all male, I'd be chasing girls now, trying to have sex with them, and that would be okay. But I'm not. I'm mostly girl, and I want to have sex this way..... it feels perfect to me." Amy looked at him for a moment, and finally the stiffness went out of her shoulders. She gave her boy a little smile, then brushed his hair back out of his eyes with one hand. She put her arms around him and pulled him close to her as they hugged. All this time I hadn't dared move. I was still standing in the middle of the living room with my softening dick hanging out. They were lost in a moment together, and I didn't want to disturb it. Bobbi whispered something in his mother's ear. She leaned back and looked at his face. Her eyes flickered as she searched his eyes. Then she nodded, very slowly, barely moving her head, and let him go. Bobbi walked back to me, and put his arms around me. He looked up at me and said, "I want to show her." I looked at Amy and she gave me that same small nod, which I then gave to Bobbi as he looked up at me. He slid back to his knees, his body sliding against mine, his hands sliding down my sides. His hands took hold of my cock and balls again, and he slowly fed the shaft into his mouth. He looked up at me as he did. I heard a small gasp from Amy, but kept my eyes on Bobbi's face. He began sucking, sliding my once-more-rampant dick in and out of his mouth. It felt wonderful. Bobbi was using all of his (her) skills, putting on a show of his love of cock for his mother. I slid in and out of his mouth, then he stopped to lick up and down the shaft, smiling up at me. His hand reached back between my legs and cupped my ass, and he pulled me forward as I sank into his mouth again. Amy came over for a closer look. She sank to her knees beside me, a few feet away, then sat back on her feet, her knees together, her hands on her thighs. I moaned slightly, and Amy looked up at my face. We smiled at each other a moment, me somewhat lecherously, her somewhat hopefully. I knew she was trying hard to accept all this, and mostly wanted to be sure her boy-girl was safe with me. I put my hands on Bobbi's head and gently ran my fingers through his feminine hair. My hips pumped gently in time with his sucking. His hands went to my ass and moved me in and out, faster as time went by. Within a few moments I was just fucking his face, my balls slapping against his chin. I looked over at Amy. Her face was rather flushed, and one hand had slid up to just under her breasts. Her eyes were locked on my cock fucking into her son's mouth, and her hand came up to cup and squeeze one breast through her t-shirt. Her legs spread slightly, and the other hand crept down to press against the front of her shorts. Bobbi stopped once again to lick up and down the sides of my cock. I looked over and Amy's hand was now underneath the t-shirt, obviously pinching her nipples. She got up to her knees and walked on them over to us. Kneeling at Bobbi's side, she put her hand on his shoulder. Bobbi focused on the task at hand. Taking the head of my cock in his mouth, he sank slowly forward. Amy moaned softly, leaning in to be close to the point of contact. I had one hand on the side of Bobbi's head, and I placed the other one on Amy's shoulder, gently caressing it. Finally my prick was buried completely in his mouth and throat, his nose pressed against my belly. I heard a rustle of cloth, and looked down to see Amy had opened the front of her shorts and slid her hand down inside her panties. "Soon, Bobbi," I whispered, as his mouth worked my full shaft. Amy looked up at me, caught in the sex flowing between her son and I. Her hand moved to my naked hip, then slid back to cup one cheek of my ass. She looked at her son again, saying, "Bobbi, you're beautiful," and kissed him on the cheek. She put her other hand on the nape of his neck as his mouth rose off my cock until only the head was inside, then dove forward again. Now he was fucking my cock with his mouth, and I would only last a few more strokes. I tightened my grip on Amy's shoulder as my hips rocked back and forth, driving my prick into my boy-girl's mouth. Amy squeezed the ass cheek she still held, pushing my hips forward towards her son's mouth. My head went back and my eyes closed as orgasm approached. I put one hand on the back of Bobbi's head and the other on the back of his mother's, pulling both of them towards the center of the explosion beginning in my balls. Bobbi came down hard on my cock, sucking with all he had, his mother's head alongside his, as I blew ropes of cum into his mouth. I jacked in and out a few more times, filling his mouth with my juices, then staggered slightly back, pulling myself out of him. When I looked down at them, Bobbi turned his head towards her and opened his mouth, showing her the full load of my cum it contained. Her lust now unrestrained, Amy slowly leaned toward him. Closing her eyes, she pressed her open mouth against his, and the two shared my cum between them. I could see both of their throats rippling as they swallowed. It was Bobbi's turn, I thought, and Amy's if she wanted more. Taking both of them by the shoulder, I raised them to stand. I slipped my shorts and briefs off my legs and kicked them away, then got to my knees. Bobbi's short black skirt was already bulged by the small stiff cock beneath. Lifting the skirt and apron, I tucked them into the apron strings. Putting my hands on Bobbi's hips, I slid the sheer black panties off and dropped them. His cock sprang free, pointed at my mouth. Pressing my lips together, I pushed against the tip, letting his cock enter my mouth like a pussy, separating the lips as he entered. They were still kissing, and Bobbi moaned into Amy's mouth. Her hand went to cup his ass as she had mine a few minutes before. With his cock buried in my mouth, I took hold of the bottom of her shorts, tugging gently, giving her the choice. She pushed the shorts and her panties down over her hips, then kicked them aside. They stood naked hip to naked hip, arms around each others waists, a vision of sexual wonder. Amy's pussy was beautiful, like a split peach. It wasn't shaved, but the hair was trimmed very short. She spread her legs and I explored it with my hand while I kept Bobbi's cock in my mouth. I separated her outer lips with a finger and found her to be dripping moisture inside. I pressed through the outer lips, then her inner labia. It was easy to slide one, then two fingers up inside her. My thumb found her clit peaking out from under its hood and rubbed it gently. I fingerfucked her tight hole, all the time pressing against her clit. I felt her legs tremble with the pleasure. Bobbi's hips began to pump forward, pressing his cock into my mouth again and again, fucking it. I took his tiny balls in my hand and pulled him into me. The two of them were moaning together, alternately kissing and looking down at me. Amy skinned off her t-shirt and began to reach behind herself to unlatch her bra, but Bobbi beat her to it, expertly unhooking it with one hand, and helping her slide it off. Her tender little b-cup tits came free, pert with small nipples erect from the sexual stimulation she was receiving. She stood nude while I sucked her son's cock and fingered her precious little cunt. "Mom, you have perfect tits," Bobbi said, "Can I touch them?" His mother gave a throaty little laugh. "I guess so," she said, "After all, I'm watching a man suck your cock." Continuing with my busy hands and mouth, I looked up to see Bobbi cup one of her breasts, then the other, his thumb running over the nipples gently. Her head went back, and she moaned softly. Switching, I moved my head to Amy's cunt, stroking her son's wet cock with my hand. I replaced the fingers inside her with my tongue, pressing it hard against her clit, then moving down to press my tongue inside her. I licked from the opening at the bottom all the way back up to her clit and sucked the little bud into my mouth. Her hips trembled as the first hint of orgasm rumbled through her. She turned and kissed Bobbi again, then said, "So...um...Jimmy, I take it you like women too?" I laughed, and, keeping my tongue on her clit, looked up and nodded. Reaching between her legs, I cupped her little ass and pulled her against my mouth, sliding my tongue up inside her. She trembled once more, then pulled away from my mouth. She got to her knees in front of me and pulled my polo shirt off over my head, throwing it behind me. She kissed me, sliding her tongue between my lips, then turned my head back towards Bobbi's shaft, glistening with my saliva. I opened my mouth and engulfed his cock again, fucking it with my lips. Bobbi put a hand on my head, pulling my mouth against him until my nose touched his belly, then drawing back and pressing forward again and again. Amy kissed the side of my face, and I felt her take my cock in her hands, caressing and squeezing. "God, it's been so long," she whispered in my ear. "This whole thing is crazy, but it's got me incredibly hot. I....I want you...." With that, she lay back on the floor, her legs spread wide, her pussy open and waiting. The cock in my mouth and her manipulation of my genitals had returned me to full hardness. I wanted Bobbi's cum, but this couldn't wait. Holding Bobbi's cock in my hand, I pulled him with me as I walked on my knees between his mother's splayed thighs. "Bobbi, would you like to kiss your mother's tits?" I asked. He gave me an excited smile, and laying down next to her, took one of her nipples in his mouth and began to suck. His long hair spread out, covering her chest. I got between her thighs, laying them over mine, and applied the tip of my cock to her opening. Reaching down with one hand, she took hold of me, rubbing the head of my dick between her sopping cunt lips, then pressing it into her hole and pulling me into her. Leaning forward I put my hands on the carpet and pressed on, pushing deep inside her. She was very wet inside, and I slid in to the hilt in one long stroke. I felt her belly tighten as I my belly pressed against her clit. Bobbi switched to the other nipple, and Amy's hands held his head, running her fingers through his hair as he pleasured her breasts. I started fucking in and out of her sweet tightness. This was class A, top grade tight pussy, and I enjoyed every millimeter of motion inside her. "I wanna see," said Bobbi. He got to his knees next to us and took in the entire sight of me covering his mother. I bent down and kissed her, then pulled her legs up tight to her sides and went back to fucking. Bobbi kissed me, then moved around behind me. He got his head down close, his eyes only a few inches from where my cock plowed into his mother. I spread my legs wide. His slender fingers caressed my balls, then I could feel them between us as he found and stroked her clit. Then his two hands were everywhere, stimulating both of us. Amy moaned in her pleasure, the sound rising almost to a scream. I felt Bobbi slide his fingers down the crease of my ass, across my back door. He got up and left the room for a moment, then came back. All the while I fucked Amy, varying from long slow strokes to short jabs, moving my hips, trying to hit every sensitive part inside her. I stopped all the way inside and ground my hips against hers, pressing against her sensitive clit, and I felt her hips buck underneath me. Bobbi held my ass while I fucked his mother, then I felt something cold, and I knew he'd brought the lube. My cock swelled even more in anticipation of what I knew he had in mind. He slid a wet finger into my ass, then a second one. I could feel a hand underneath me, and knew he was doing the same thing to his mother. Her hips bucked again when his finger penetrated her little rosebud opening, and her moans rose another octave. Then he was kneeling behind me, and I felt the tip of his slender cock touch between my cheeks. I dropped onto Amy and locked my mouth onto hers, my hips stilled, and Bobbi pressed his cock into me. I loved being in the middle of this mother-son sandwich, and knew I couldn't last much longer at this level of excitement. I held my hips against Amy's, squeezing her clit between us, as Bobbi started fucking me in earnest. Timing myself against his moves, I withdrew and fucked into Amy again. Now I was pushing myself back onto Bobbi's cock, then forward into his mother's cunt. My hips jackhammered, again and again. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my balls screaming for release. Amy's moans increased, and I knew she'd be joining me. Finally I felt her cunt squeeze rhythmically as she came. Slamming down into her, I spurted cum deep in her tight pussy. Sensing what was happening, Bobbi fell forward too, driving his cock deep into my ass. As I continued to spurt, he took his last few fulll-length strokes, pushing me hard against Amy's clit, then exploded in my ass, splashing boy-cum inside me. We lay like that for several minutes, panting. Bobbi rested on my back, his long hair splayed out, the side of his face against me. I lay on Amy, her chest heaving against mine. I moved my arms and she put her legs back to the floor, spread wide, still pinned by my cock. She kissed the side of my face. With one hand she caressed my hair, with the other her son's longer locks. Finally lifing my head, I kissed Amy. My face close to hers, our breath interminged, I whispered, "Will you come visit me at the new house too?" Excited by this thought, Bobbi lifted his head, looked around my shoulder at Amy and added, "Can we, Mom?" Smiling at both of us, Amy replied, "I think I'd like that." With two softening cocks and one soaked pussy, we pulled ourselves apart. Amy excused herself and went to the bathroom while Bobbi and I wiped ourselves with a towel from the last stack I'd left behind for cleaning. When she came back I was still nude. Bobbi had pulled his panties back on and tucked himself inside. Still a little unsure of herself, Amy pulled her shorts on and sat on the floor topless. The three of us sat in a circle. I got the last soft drinks from the fridge and handed them out. We talked about Amy's acceptance of Bobbi as Bobbi, and not Robert. Amy said it would be nice to have a daughter to share things with. We talked about spending more time together, in and out of clothes, socially and sexually. There was one thing Amy didn't understand, and that was how we could take a cock in the ass. She thought it must hurt. Bobbi and I both laughed, and he explained the toys I'd used to prepare him. "Well, um, could you .... show me?" she said demurely. I promised I would, though from the look that passed between them, I thought Bobbi might complete that task before I saw them again. It was getting a little late, and we dressed. My two girls helped me pack the last few things. For a moment Bobbi thought about wearing the maid's outfit home, but then he said his first time in public should be in something a little less kinky, so he changed back into boy clothes. He took the box with the maid's outfit, and I noticed he put the lube in with it. We went out to the car with the last few boxes, the mop and the vacuum and loaded them in the hatch. Then I hugged them both and said goodbye. Bobbi had my number, and I knew we'd be in touch soon.