Date: Wed, 7 Jul 2021 23:13:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: J J <cpt.original@yahoo.com>
Subject: Andrew - Anne Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7


Story codes: MMFb(tg)g, oral, anal


Auhor's note: This is the final chapter of this story. If you liked it, I
may write some more. Let me hear from you. My email address is up there
at the top of the header.


John told me several times over the next few days that he would like to
see Anne again. I wanted that too -- seeing his cock in her tiny ass was
almost as exciting to think about as fucking Pam's ass while I listened
to them from the hallway. Unfortunately, I couldn't set anything up. Not
wanting to leave any clues, the kids had never given me a way to contact
them. Then, amazingly, the problem solved itself.


It was another Sunday, and John and I were watching another race, when I
heard the familiar tapping on my patio doors. John and I looked at each
other and smiled, thinking we had another shot at our two little lovers.
I got up and went to the door as John opened his fly and took his cock
out. He was stroking it, and it was getting hard. So was mine.


I got to the door and pulled the blinds open, expecting Andrew to be
there, eager to once again become Anne. You can imagine my surprise to
find a young woman there. She looked to be about 30, very pretty, and I
knew in an instant who she was from her resemblance to her daughter. I
couldn't give the game away, though -- I had to pretend I didn't know the
kids.


"Hi -- can I help you?" I said as I slid the door open.


"Hello," she said, "We haven't met, but I live over here on the other
side of the woods. I'm Andrew and Pam's mother. My name is Nancy
Hiller."


I gave her a quizzical look -- I can be a decent actor when I need to be.
Behind me, I heard John scrambling to put his hard cock away, so I gave
him a little time before I invited her in.


Once inside, she looked hard at me. "Look," she said, "I understand
that you don't want to talk about it, but I'm not stupid, and I know my
kids have been over here visting you while I'm at work. We need to
talk."


Okay, I thought, the jig is up. Now how can I handle this so I stay out
of jail?


"Well, okay, yes they have," I told her. "Come in and sit down. Can I
offer you something to drink?"


I introduced myself and John, and she accepted a soft drink and took a
seat on the couch next to John. I could see the big lump in his shorts,
and I wondered if she'd noticed.


I was waiting for her to start screaming at me, but she started talking
quietly. "The last few years have been hard on all three of us," she
said. "Since their father left, I've had to work a lot of hours to
support us. I know they're good kids, but they miss having him there even
more than I do. They're growing up much faster than I thought they would
have to. Andrew especially. He's always been Mommy's boy, but I can see
that not having a father has made him... well, identify with me."


She took a drink of her soda and sat for a moment. After a deep breath,
she continued. "The kids think they've covered things up very well, but
they're kids, and it hasn't been too hard to figure out what's going on.
I found some clothing in Andrew's room that I know I didn't buy, and that
aren't appropriate for either of them. After that I did a little more
snooping, listening when they didn't think I was nearby. It took a little
while, but I found out about you, and some of the things that have been
happening."


"Last night I sat down with them for a very long talk, and I think they
told me everything. I think this is yours," she said, reaching into a
pocket and pulling out one of the butt plugs I'd given Anne.


I wanted to reply, but my choices were to lie my head off or incriminate
myself, neither of which was particularly inviting, so I remained silent.


She took another deep breath, and I thought, here it comes, but the day
still held more surprises.


"You know, I really don't blame you," she said. "They are awfully
cute. Andrew seems committed to becoming.... a different person, and I
couldn't be around enough to help him with that. I'm not surprised that
he found someone else to lean on. I don't know what his father would
think, and right now I don't want to make things harder for the two of
them."


"What's most important to me," she continued with emphasis, "is that
they aren't harmed." She was silent for a moment, then continued, "They
don't know this, but I had a, well, a relationship, with an uncle when I
was their age. At first it was fun and a real adventure for me, but as it
continued it turned bad -- he got very possessive, I drew away, and he
got angry. Then my parents caught us, and everything just blew up. It was
horrible, and made my life difficult for years."


"So what I'm saying is, so long as they're not in any danger here, we
can leave things as they are, but it's best if we just get everything out
in the open so I can be...I guess supportive is the word, rather than
destroy their lives with recriminations."


"They are great kids," I said. "You can be very proud of them." I
hesitated before speaking again. "They are in no danger here. John has
met them, and we both like them a lot. We have never forced them to do
anything they didn't want to do. I understand what Andrew is doing,
becoming Anne. It's very difficult. Of course, we've never met, but I
assure you we don't want to make your life more difficult either."


Nancy took a phone out of her back pocket and dialed a number. After a
brief pause her call was answered, and she said, "It's Mom. Everything
is okay. You can come over and we'll talk here."


Oh, boy, the kids were joining us, I thought. What would happen now?


We were all quiet for a few minutes, then Pam and Andrew came in through
the patio. I guessed they had been waiting in the woods, just a short
distance away. They stood just inside the door, their heads down a
little, waiting for the axe to fall.


"Kids, we've been talking." Nancy said. "Everything will be okay. I
just want to know you're safe. Come in and be comfortable."


Still unsure, they stepped into the living room. I offered them something
to drink, but they politely declined.


Nancy looked at them and at John and me. All of us were more than
uncomfortable, not knowing what was expected of us. Finally she said, "I
guess the only way to convince you that I'm serious is to be a part of
things. It's been a long time for me, but I expect I still know how."
With that she stood up and began stripping her clothes off. I'm pretty
sure all four of our mouths were gaping, but nobody moved.


What emerged was the woman I knew Pam would become in 20 years. Nancy had
a great figure -- the breasts that Pam would one day have, curves in all
the right places, and a nicely trimmed bush covering her mound.


"Anne," she said, "Do you have things to wear?" Andrew nodded. "Then
go get dressed. Maybe one of these gentlemen would like to assist you."
The boy gave her a big smile, and headed off to the bedroom, followed
closely by John.


Nancy then took a deep breath, and her face relaxed to a smile, the first
I'd seen since she arrived. "Pam," she said, "Maybe we can entertain
Jack while we wait for Anne."


Still somewhat in shock, Pam sat still on the floor. Nancy walked over to
me, knelt, and began working on my belt and zipper. She quickly had my
hardening rod in her hands. "Nice," she said, then kissed the tip of
it. Looking into my eyes she said, "I think this is the beginning of a
beautiful friendship." With that she dipped her head and took me in her
mouth. That was enough to bring Pam back to life. Standing up, she
stripped herself naked, and came over to kneel by her mother. "Can I
have some?" she whispered.


Nancy came up off my cock and said, "Of course we'll share. But Mommy
gets to ride it first. You've had it recently, but it's been a long time
for me." With that she bent my cock towards her daughter's mouth, and
Pam greedily sucked on the head. Nancy watched with a smile, still
holding the base of my prick as her daughter sucked it. Pam wriggled her
little hand underneath to hold my balls, and the two took turns sucking
my cock. Nancy gave a couple of unnecessary tips on how to do it, and Pam
smiled at the encouragement.


Then John came back into the room, making a throat-clearing noise that
got the girls' attention. "Once again," he said, "I bring you lady
Anne." He stepped aside and Anne stepped quietly forward, still unsure
of her mother's reaction. She was completely en femme -- red lingerie
with a matching garter belt holding up patterned black stockings. Her
hair was combed, and she had just a touch of makeup.


Nancy sat transfixed for a moment, still holding my cock. Then she stood
up to face her crossdressing son. "Oh, my baby," she said, "You are so
beautiful. Come here." She opened her arms. With a big smile, Anne ran
to her, pressing her head against her mother's breasts, wrapping her arms
around Nancy's waist. "I knew you were exploring something," Nancy
said, "but I had no idea....."


Looking up at her mother, Anne said, "So it's okay, Mommy?"


"Yes....yes, dear it is." she said.


Sliding away from her, he went back to John, still dressed and standing
by the hall entrance. "This is John," he said. "He's gay and he's
really nice to me."


"I'm glad, dear," Nancy replied, "But John seems a bit overdressed.
Can you fix that?"


Anne didn't answer, just led John to the couch and began undressing him.
Pam and Nancy returned to my cock, still taking turns with it. Then Pam
jumped up to kiss me while Nancy continued.


Over on the couch, Anne played out the same scene, kissing John
lustfully, then kneeling and taking his cock in her mouth.


"I think you're ready for me, Jack," Nancy said. "I hope you like
older women too." Turning away, she got on all fours on the floor,
facing Anne and John. She wiggled her ass at me, smiling back over her
shoulder. Picking Pam up, I set her next to her mother and knelt behind
her. Her pussy was wet already, and I slid a finger inside, then two,
spreading the moisture out to her outer lips. Pam took hold of my cock
and pulled me towards her mother's cunt. When the head had penetrated her
labia, Pam put her hand on my ass and pushed me forward.


I began sliding into a wonderfully tight pussy. Nancy said she hadn't had
any cock in years, and I could tell. She was almost as tight as her
daughter. Taking her hips in my hand I began sliding in and out, going
deeper with each penetration. Pam watched with awe as I penetrated her
mother. Finally I was all the way in, and Nancy gave out a gentle moan,
her ass wriggling back against my belly. I started fucking in and out.


Anne's panties had disappeared, and her bare ass faced us. On the other
side John's head bobbed as he took her little cock into his mouth. Anne
had her hands on his head and began her own moaning as her hard little
dick went in and out of her lover's mouth.


"Mommy, it's all so beautiful," Pam whispered. She ran her hands across
her mother's ass, then reached underneath her. Nancy jerked slightly, and
I knew Pam's little fingers had found her mother's clit. I heard a voice
moaning, and discovered it was my own, as I gave Nancy long slow strokes
with my hard prick. Nancy spread her legs wider, allowing Pam better
access to her cunt. Pam's hand roamed freely, holding my balls, then
exploring her mother's labia, then stroking her clit.


Anne's moans increased. "I'm going to cum," she said, and John sucked
harder. He had all of her cock in his mouth, then lowered his lip and
sucked her balls in as well. He took hold of Anne's ass, spreading the
cheeks and teasing her fuck hole with his fingertips. Nancy and I watched
them as I fucked Nancy, and I could feel her orgasm approaching as well.
Her cunt began squeezing my cock, and her thighs began to tremble,
watching an adult suck her crossdressing son's genitals.


Anne's moans rose in pitch, and I knew she was depositing her thin little
load in John's mouth. Underneath me Nancy groaned loudly, her head went
down, and she began pushing back against me hard, forcing my cock deep
inside her pussy. I couldn't hold out much longer either. This tight
adult cunt was the first I'd had in a while. Reaching under Nancy, I
grabbed and held her breasts, squeezing her nipples between my fingers.
She was providing most of the motion, pounding back against my hips.
Pam's fingers stroked her clit, and Nancy exploded in orgasm. I felt her
cunt squeezing and her juices wetting me, and I let go inside her,
shooting a load of cum with each thrust. I stayed inside as long as I
could, then my softening organ slipped out, and I sat back on the floor.


Nancy sat beside me, and Pam curled up under her arm, smiling up at her
mother.


"Did you like that," Nancy said to Anne. Anne nodded and smiled shyly,
then slid under John's arm and snuggled with him on the couch.


"Tell me, Anne" Nancy said, "are you a woman yet?" Once again Anne
nodded and smiled.


"Do you want to show me?" Nancy said. Anne looked up into John's face,
and he smiled and nodded at her. Getting up, she ran to the bedroom,
returning with a bottle of lube and handing it to John. Then he got down
on the floor on all fours, his head just a few feet from his mother. John
knelt behind him. Opening the lube, he spread some on Anne's boy cunt,
then began penetrating and working it into his hole with his fingers.


Looking over at Pam, I saw her swipe a finger between her mother's pussy
lips, picking up some of my sperm that was leaking out of her, and
sucking it into her own mouth. Her mother smiled down at her for a
moment, then went back to watching Anne and John.


Finishing up Anne's hole, John spread a healthy portion of lube on his
cock, then placed the tip at Anne's rosebud. Holding Anne's hips, he
pushed slowly forward, until his head popped through the opening. Anne
winced for a moment, then just said, "More." John slid in and out,
going ever deeper, until Anne's ass was against his belly.


Next to me, Nancy was biting her lip, I'm sure out of concern for her
son, but also out of lust. Reaching over, she took my soft, slimy cock in
her hand, caressing and stroking it, looking for signs of life. Her eyes,
though, never left Anne's face.


John began fucking Anne, short strokes, then long deep ones. His face
clenched in pleasure as his cock reamed her little hole. Entranced, Pam
moved over to them. She kissed Anne, then reached under to take her cock
in hand, gently squeezing it.  Nancy put her hand out to Anne, caressing
her shoulder. "Is it good, baby? Is this what you want?" she asked.


"Yes, Mom," Anne answered, "I'm sure this is who I've always been."
John reached forward. Pulling Anne up by her chest, he held her body
against him. Anne turned her head to him and they kissed. John wrapped
his arms around her chest, his thrusts now almost picking her up off her
knees. Anne moaned, her eyes closed, and she leaned back against John's
chest, moaning quietly.


Moving forward, Nancy took Anne's cock in her hand. Pam was still there,
and the two of them took turns sucking Anne's cock as I sat back and
watched. It was very quickly stiff again, as young boys have no recovery
time. I began stroking my own cock, excited by all the sexual sensations
in the room. Looking back at me, Pam quickly noticed I was becoming hard,
and joined me, replacing my hand with her mouth. Looking up at me, she
whispered, "I'm a woman too."


Nancy's hands roamed over her crossdressing son's body, touching his
chest, his hips. She got to her knees and kissed him on the cheek. "I
love you, Anne," she said. Anne's eyes opened, and she smiled at her
mother, mouthing the words, "I love you too, Mom."


Now I was completely hard, and Pam motioned me to lie on my back. Turning
around, she placed her cunt on my mouth. She couldn't quite reach my cock
with her mouth, but she kept stroking and playing with it as I slid my
tongue into her, lapping at her lips and sucking her little clit out from
under its hood.


John was nearing his climax. Holding Anne around his waist, he rose, Anne
impaled on his cock, then sat on the couch. Moving his hands to her hips,
he began moving her up and down like a doll. Then Anne got her feet to
the floor and took over, rising and dropping onto John, jamming his cock
deep in her asshole. Nancy watched, amazed at her little girly boy, at
her beauty and lust.


Pam got up off me and turned around again, the motion catching Nancy's
attention. Pam knelt over my hips, my cock in her hand. Nancy quickly
joined us, smiling at Pam as she took hold of my cock, holding it upright
for her daughter to ride. Then Pam was sliding down, her spit-wet pussy
opening like a flower to take me inside. Her eyes closed in
concentration, her mouth open in a silent moan, she slid up and down,
taking me deeper and deeper, until I was bottomed out against her cervix.


John roared as his cock spit it's load deep inside Anne's asshole. His
hips thrust and Anne pushed down at him, sucking every drop of his cum
into her rectum. Slowly their motion subsided, and Anne lay back against
John's chest, her desires for the moment sated.


Nancy knelt astride my legs behind her daughter, holding her against her
chest. Pam began her up and down, fucking my cock with her tight pussy.
John and Anne watched as she rode me like a horse. Her hips wriggled side
to side, pushing me in at different angles. Her mother whispered
encouragement in her ear and kissed her cheeks. Once Pam had set up a
rhythm, she moved around and knelt over my head, dropping her
cum-dripping pussy onto my mouth. I licked and sucked at her, retrieving
my juices and hers from our earlier fuck. She rocked back and forth, at
one point placing her asshole on my mouth for a minute. I licked her
there, wondering if she wanted my cock there as much as her childen did.


Pam began speeding up, her hot little cunt squeezing my cock with each
drop onto my hips. I felt Nancy's fingers reaching out, rubbing her
daughter's clit as she fucked me. Then Nancy's hips began shaking, and I
could feel her orgasm approaching as my mouth and tongue fucked her pussy
and sucked her clit. Finally she hit it, and her juices splashed my face
as she came. She slid off of me, moving to sit beside Pam.


I took Pam's hips in hand and began thrusting up to match her motions.
Her head went back, her eyes closed, and a piercing scream rent the room
as she came, impaled on my cock. That sent me over the edge, and as we
slammed together I sent my second load of the day up into her womb.
Finally she stopped moving and leaned forward, her hands on my chest,
then collapsed, her head under my chin, as she caught her breath.


Her mother rubbed her back gently for a short while, then got up to sit
next to Anne on the couch. She gently kissed Anne's cheek, then held her
against her breast.


All of us were quiet for a moment, enjoying the post-coital languor.
Finally Nancy spoke. She was smiling, but her voice was low, steady, and
deadly serious.


"Okay, I'm in," she said. "Just remember one thing -- if you ever hurt
my children, I'll cut your cocks off and stuff them down your throats."



THE END