Date: Sun, 20 Mar 2005 15:47:30 -0800 (PST) From: larry rice Subject: DREAMS OF REALITY How does someone explain his life long dreams to the ordinary everyday person that has a very normal life. At first it would seem it was something out of a warped mind as most doctors would tell you. I grew up in a very protected envirionment in a very small town where everyone knew everyone else. At the tender age of 9 my mom had been married and devorced twice over and was working on her third husband. I had already stopped calling him dad a long time ago and wasn't about to change that. Mom was the type of woman that every man in his right mind would go after, tall (5' 9") long red hair, very soft Irish accent, very smooth skin, jade green eyes, maybe around 145 lbs, and as I later found out very close to a perfect figure 34C-24-36. Not only was she the most beautiful woman these eyes had ever looked upon but she was extremely athletic, being a three sport star in college. Now I guess it would be best to tell you about myself; 5' 5", 132 lbs, fair skin, almost no hair on my body except on my head, light redish blonde hair. My only problem was that I was nowhere near the athletic type she was, and really didn't want to be. To tell you the truth I really think that mom was expecting a daughter, because all the time during her pregnacy she never once wanted to know if I was a boy or girl. At birth they had already gave me a name; Kelli, instead she got a son. It had to be changed to Kelly in the hospital. All of course moms friends had already bought hundreds of dollars of baby clothes and you guessed it, everything was in pink. At that time mom and dad didn't have the money nor way to get everything exchanged so mom just used what she had. I was dressed in pink for the first two years and by then no one cared what I wore so it continued until I was enrolled in school. I could remeber my early school days going home and changing into my nice feminine things so that I could play and help mom. This went on everyday till I reached my last year in high school at which time mom tried her best to tell me that men didn't dress this way. By now mom was single and as she said , it would be for the rest of her life. That it was wrong and society looked down on people that had these types of desires and likes. Instead of going away to the state university I stayed and attended the local community college and still would not let go of my dressing habbits. By now mom was single and as she said , it would be for the rest of her life. Part 2 My life has fast forwarded to my now approaching 25th birthday and I'm sitting with my 44 year old beautiful mom and eating the cake she had baked for me. The as she looks over at me she smiles and tells me that my dress was one of the new ones she had ordered from dress shop in town. Yes here I was dressed to the nines, tight form fitting stretch knit dark green dress, black seamed stockings, garters, black stretch lace panties and matching bra complete with realistic breast forms, and a full black slip, with black and green 4" heels. My hair which I always wore sort of long was done up in a bun and with the perfect amount of makeup on I couls pass better than most real women could. We sat there talking just like two girlfriends that had been apart from each other for years and was catching up on our lives. I looked at her and said that even though it was my birthday I wanted to take her out for dinner, and that she had something in her bedroom that she would want to wear. She gave me that very puzzled look and went to find out exactly what it was, and yes it just happened to be that same style of dress I had on but in her favorite color, purple. Well she just couldn't help but say yes and started getting ready for our girls night out. We had reservations at the top restruant in town and then prceeded to go out dancing. Mom said she couldn't believe that I could actually dance so fluidly in heels but I told her that I had put in lots of practice. As we both danced with a few very good looking men that night our drinks never went empty as tow more would always be waiting. Mom had met Sam, a good looking tall athletic man who looked to be about 40 and I thought I was even luckier. Matt had to be around 26, and built like a man of steel. Even though it was getting late mom didn't want to leave but she also knew if they found out my secret there would be hell to pay. We bid our goodbyes and told mom gave them her home number and said that we would defintely like to get together again soon. It was long after that night that our phone was ringing off the hook, and we were invited to a party at a large company, Sam and Matt both would be our escorts that evening. Everything went perfect up until the party started to lose its appeal and we decided to leave. Mom joined Sam in his car and I drove our car with Matt next to me. I knew I had to do or say something that would let Matt know that I wasn't exactly who I was or who he thought I was. It took me ten minutes to get home and another ten to explain, being afraid that I would get the hell beat out of me once he knew. Matt looked straight into my eyes and said the simplest two words; so what. Not even thinking what would happen or how we would end up that night I leaned forward and kissed him. Our kiss was soft, simple, and sensual at first then it semed to turn lutfull and and all out sexual. Our tongues went wild searching for each others licking , sucking, nibbling, and tasting. Our hands were all over each other by then and undoing our clothingalmost as fast as we could. Matt sensed that we should slow down so he stood up and asked me to lead him to my bedroom where we both began to undress each other. After undressing Matt I began to slowly lick his nipples and down his stomach till I was completely on my knees before him. Now I was eye to eye with something I had been dreaming about since we had met, an extremely thick, long , slightly up turned 8 1/2" cock. First I knew that I couldn't take it all into my mouth so I just concentrated on the head, licking slowly over the thick purple plumb shaped head. You could even hear a pop as my mouth would come off his cock every other suck. I could hear Matt moan softly as I tried to do my best, and the more I sucked and licked his moans got louder and louder. Within minutes Matt hsoved hard and sank his entire cock down my throat and spewd hot thick, creamy, ropes of cum down my throat. At which time I had no choice but to swallow every drop. As Matt pulled back slowly he lifted me up and kissed me deeply and let me know that tonight was far from over. I asked Matt to make himself comfortable on my bed as I went to my bathroom and came back wearing my sexiest teddy. Crawling on my bed and up on top of him, I straddled his hips and again kissed his cock which jerked to full attention. I looked him straight in the eyes and asked him to make me feel like a woman. I smiled as Matt wet two fingers and spread my ass cheeks and began to ease them up inside me, loosening my girlish asspussy. Then i felt his hands take hold of my hips and slowly pull me down onto his hard thick cock. It was if the whole room was on fire as he worked his cockhead into me. Stopping only to allow me to adjust to his size, then inching inside deeper and deeper. As Matt began to fuck me in slow upward thrusts I could feel him stretching my insides to their fullest and I knew this wouldn't be the last time. Once all the way inside me Matt started to fuck me with long, slow, deep thrusts while telling me to squeeze my cheeks at the same time and ride his cock. I was so tight that Matt and I didn't last for more than a few momentsbefore we both started spewing hot cum. His deep inside me and mine all over his stomach and chest. Part 3 I awoke the next morning laying naked in bed when mom burst into my room carrying our breakfast wearing her sexiest night gown. She walked over and said that I should at least wear a nightie to bed, and started laughing. For some reason my eyes just wouldn't tear themselves from moms breasts. I couldn't even help myself to keep from licking my lips at which mom noticed right away. She stopped laughing and slowly opened her gown pulling it back just to her shoulders, asking me if I liked what I was staring at. Yes I replied I did love everything about her and would always love her but not as a son nor as a daughter. We started to discuss what and where our feelings were taking us and just how far it would go. I let her know that I would do anything in this world to make her the happiest woman alive. With that she got up off the bed and left my room and me in complete dissorder. Within minutes later she told me to close my eyes and lay back and not to look at all no matter what. I could feel my bed give way to her weight as she came up between my legs and told me to spread my legs wide for her. Then I felt a cool slick gell being aplied to my asshole and her fingers rubbing it inside me . Mom then helped me lift my legs up high and I felt a thick round object being pushed deep inside me and moms wieght on top of me. She whispered into my ear that we really didn't need another man around the house and that we could from now and live as lesbian lovers. Mom began to fuck me with slow strokes which really turned me on more than what Matt had done the night before. She whispered how much she loved me and how much she loved me being a female and wanting me. All this, she whispered as she made love to me over and over that day. We didn't even leave that bed till the next morning and only then to eat and build our strength up for more love making. That was four years ago and we still make love like two rabbits, at least thats what Mellanie (mom) says. Well theres my second story, only this one is just a figmant of my imagination. So if you enjoyed it please let me know and hopefull I can come up with more, respnd to--- buckyone252@yahoo.com thank you for taking time and reading it, and have fun. LOVE KELLI !