little visit to mum’s wardrobe. After getting slightly bored of getting myself off the usual way, I turned on the computer. I entered a chat room, and immediately got talking with someone who claimed to be a 38 year old straight man, however he was curious about the opposite sex. I told him I was the same, and I told him my age. He was okay with it. We exchanged MSN addresses, and chatted to each other quite regularly, he told me he lived in Derbyshire, which was close to me as I only lived in Nottinghamshire.

Three weeks went by, and we started talking as if we where best friends, his name was David, and he had one child and was divorced. We exchanged pictures, and watched each other do things on web-cam. He said I looked very pretty dressed as a girl, and he suggested that we meet up. As my Mum was away almost all the time, she wouldn’t notice if a man was staying in my room, so I accepted and I gave my address to David. We arranged for him to come around my house on the 16^th of July, which happened to be a Friday.

The day came round quicker than what I expected it too, and at half 2 in the afternoon there was knock at the door. I opened the door, and David stood there. He was just as handsome and sexy as he was on his picture. He stood at about 6’3” tall, and was broad shouldered and slightly tanned. He smiled, and I noticed a full set of pearly white teeth. His blue eyes twinkled in the sunlight and his brown hair fell elegantly below his left eye.

“How lucky am I?” I thought.

I had managed to get a man interested in me who was much better looking than any I had ever seen. I quickly invited him in and sat down. I told him I’d be right back, and I sprinted up stairs and dressed into a French maid outfit I had found in my mothers draw, I purposely left my underwear off, and I ran back down the stairs. I entered the living room to find David sitting on the chair, fully naked.

“Mike, I’d like you to give me a lap dance.” He demanded with his smooth, manly voice.

I turned on the hi-fi and put a slow song on, and started to dance like the many women had in the porn videos I had seen on the internet. I moved closer and closer, I kneeled down and placed my hand on his muscular, hard thighs. He could see my small hard cock, and he grabbed his and started to massage it. I moved his hands away, and slowly started to lick the tip of his penis. Steadily I began moving my mouth around the edges of his long hard member, and I then began to move my head forward as if swallowing his dick. I sucked for several minutes, his hands massaged the back of my head and I felt a sudden warmth in my mouth. He had cum, I tried my best to swallow all of his cum, and then he put on a condom and pulled me up.

“Mike sit on my lap.” He ordered once again.

I stood up, and put a leg on either side of him, he put a hand on each of my ass cheeks and I slowly began to nudge myself forward, I felt his dick enter my tiny hole, and I moaned. It hurt to start with, but after several seconds the pain subsided and was replaced by pleasure. I moved up, and down moaning and groaning like the little girl I wanted to be. We ended up on my mother’s bed, him pumping me hard and fast. He was lying on top and me on the bottom, my legs wrapped around him tightly.

“Yes, whoa, mike, you sure this is your first time with a guy?” He whispered in my ear while pumping my ass.

“Yes, it is my first time” I replied. “Call me Michelle from now on please.”

“Only if you call me Daddy.” He said.

Part II Coming soon…

something. I had a boner. Could this of really turned me on? I thought to myself. I thought about it, and I watched my parents carefully that night, and I thought I must be bi-sexual, I found my dad & mum both extremely sexy. I imagined my mum lying on her front, and my dad pumping her hard up the ass, I imagined my mum riding my dad in the tub - wow - I must like it.

That night the usual noises occurred, the moans, and groans, but this time was different, the where talking dirty to each other too. I slowly got up, trying not to make a noise and pulled my PJ’s down. There he stood, my tall little friend. I grasped my cock and began to gently massage it.

“Oh, that’s it Daddy, right there” My mum panted.

“Oh, Yeah, Kelly, wrap your legs around me” Dad replied.

“Fuck, oh, yeah, fuck!!!” My mum moaned as she climaxed.

I spunked all over my pillow, and pulled my Pjs up, turned the pillow over and fell asleep.

Even to this day I still get turned on by the noises my parents make when they are having rough sex, and they think I don’t know when or where they do it - but I do. They do it all the time, in the shower, in the garden, in the car. They simply can’t get enough, and every time I wish I could take either of their roles. Maybe someday I will.

fter passing the school’s local paper shop I thought I might as well go in to get a paper for my parents, and in their I met Miss Greenfield. We started to talk, and she offered to give me a ride home, so obviously, I accepted.

We talked about how she only knew my name, and she revealed that she had a soft spot for me as I was the first pupil at our school that spoke to her. She also revealed that she had a husband, who she disliked and wished she had never married. I also found out her age, 23. I directed her to my house, and upon arriving she gave me a kiss on the cheek. I couldn’t believe it, a teacher - who I really wanted, kissed me! I decided to kiss her back, and then our lips met and our tongues touched. It was heaven.

“Well, I don’t really need to go home.” I said, after our passionate kiss was over.

“Hmmm, me neither.” She whispered.

We drove to multi-story car park, and mile or two away from my home, and we parked the car. We kissed again, this time for longer. We massaged each others tongues with our lips, and eventually I plucked up the courage to place a hand on her boob, she didn’t object and we slowly started to strip each other off, leading to passionate sex in the backseat of my favourite teachers car.

“Miss?” I Said, after stopping thrusting into her wonderfully tight pussy.

“James, call me Casey.” She said.

“Casey, we won’t get into trouble will we?” I stammered.

“Only if one of us tells, and I know I won’t, and I don’t think you will either will you?”

“No, I went tell anyone.”

We continued to have sex, she rode me and I played with her fabulous tits. She dropped me off at home after, and we agreed we needed to do it again sometime.

Several weeks have passed since that day, and we still do it whenever and wherever we can. The risk of getting caught is what makes it fun. We’ve done it in the deserted staff room, the toilets, the changing rooms - everywhere. We’ve even done it in my parents bed! Of course I wish that one day, after I leave school, that Casey will leave her husband that bullies and is arrogant towards her, and come and find a place to live with me, who will always give her what she wants.

ght of my dad naked in my minds-eye. Holy shit, was I sick? I fely dirty, but I also felt horny, and that out-weighed the bad feelings immensely.

Several nights later, the same thing happened again, and then a week after that it happened again. It was as if I was destined to see him. Then, one night, during wanking off in the tub, my dad walked in on me. I don't quite know how it happened, nor do I remember exactly what was said, however we connected, and twenty minutes later we where laying on his king-size bed kissing.

"Son, I can't tell you how much I've thought about this moment."

"Dad, I wanted this to happen too, I can't explain how much."

That night I started off by massaging his balls, then he asked me if i'd mind sucking him off. I didn't hesitate and the taste of his hot cum spilled into my mouth after several minutes off rolling my mouth up and down his shaft.

"Is that the first time you've done that?" Dad asked "Because you're pretty damn good at it."

"Yes, it is is the first time." I answered.

I fell asleep in my dad's arms that night, and we woke up early the next day for another suck session. I voluntered to be the new wife of the house, and I said I would be happy to please my Dad every night, and every morning.

That night however, he came home with a few things I had not expected. He had brought me some girl's lingerie. He gave me stockings, high-heeled boots, corsets, and tons of babydoll outfits. I tried them on at his request and danced for him, he said he had never felt so turned on. I haden't either, and the silk felt so good on my skin.

I agreed to dressing up for daddy, and every night I dressed up, and finally one night about 3 months after our first incedent he entered my ass. He asked me to ride him, and gradually the pain of entry started to fade, and pleasure took it's place.

It was our dirty secret, every night I would sleep with Daddy, and when I was old enough, he paid for hormone tablets to stop hair growing on my face and legs. He also paid for me to have breast implants. I was his little girl, and I was now the wife of the house. Every night my dad would make me moan and groan like a woman, he'd get me to wear girly clothes. I began to look so much like a woman, he'd invite me along to business trips as his secretary, and we where never apart.

If only mum could see us, I wonder what she'd think...