"Actually, I was looking up nearby campgrounds," Nav answered with a wicked smile. "I think we need to do this more often."
The End.
Son Turns into Sarah
It had been a crazy few years. Only 5 years ago I had come out to my mum as being a transvestite. She had been very accepting, not asking many questions but as long as I was happy that was all that mattered. She didn't let on if she knew that between the ages of 12 to 18 I had sneaked her clothes to wear!
Well 6 weeks later I had started a relationship and moved out, my mum said nothing of my confession to my girlfriend and as far as I was concerned my crossdressing days were over. It was a great relationship at first, we had lots in common and spent a lot of time together. However soon the old desire to dress returned and try as I might I wasn't able to fight it. At first this wasn't an issue as I only dressed in secret when my girlfriend was out of the house but one day she came home early and my secret was out. She was accepting, but only with limits, she didn't want me to go out and about dressed or around her. At the time I was fine with this as I didn't want to lose my relationship, but gradually the desire to dress more and go round other t-girls houses for parties grew to be too much and we split up.
This is how, 5 years on I came to find myself sat on my mum's sofa with a cup of tea, explaining the whole situation to her. My mum listened without interrupting, then when I had finished, gave me a hug and said that if I had been unhappy then I had made the right choice and could live with her for as long as I needed. She went on to say that if crossdressing made me happy then I could do it as much as I liked at her home. She asked me if I had brought my clothes with me, I explained that I had them all.
"You look tired and stressed, why don't you have a bath and get changed while I cook dinner?" my mum asked.
"Sounds like a perfect plan" I replied, relieved that I had got everything off my chest.
I went upstairs into my old bedroom, dumped my bags on the bed and went and ran myself a bath. I had a long soak and felt all my worries wash away. I washed and did my legs getting them smooth before returning to my room. I opened up my suitcase and unpacked my things. Looking at my girly clothes and lingerie I realised that they were all quite provocative. I had never really been a fan of tights so mostly I wore hold ups or stockings with suspenders. I picked out my red satin bra with black lace trim and the matching thong with the attached suspenders and put them on. I then found my favourite pair of black seamed stockings and rolled them up my smooth legs, taking particular attention to getting the seam straight. Then I grabbed my favourite dress, a pink satin number with a plunging neck line and put it on. I glanced over at the mirror and realised that it only just covered my stocking tops. I grabbed my make up bag and applied my foundation, scarlet lipstick, dark eye shadow and mascara. I slipped on my dark red suede high heels and checked myself out in the mirror.
"Looking quite hot today" I whispered to myself.
"Are you ready yet? Dinner is ready" shouted my mum up to me.
It snapped me back into reality, was I really going to have dinner with my mum all dressed up? I suddenly felt very nervous.
"I'm not sure about this mum" I shouted back.
"Oh do get a move on darling, I'm not going to judge you, but it's up to you".
I decided that I needed to do this if I wanted to accept myself for who I was. I left my room and walked slowly down the stairs, trying to compose myself, my high heels clicking on the bare wooden floors.
I went into the kitchen and saw 2 bowls of pasta, a bottle of wine and 2 glasses on the table. My mum looked up at me.
"Wow, you look pretty good" she said, open mouthed.
We sat at the table, ate, drank and chatted. Mostly we talked about my crossdressing. My mum said she had known for a while that I had been wearing her underwear when I was a teenager but that she didn't mind as she figured there were worse things I could have been getting into as a teenager.
"Do you not have a wig?" my mum suddenly asked.
"No I could never afford one" I replied
"Well tomorrow I think you and I should go out and go shopping. I know a place in town we can go to, it's hidden away so it's nice and discrete".
"Great" I said, feeling glad that my mum was being so supportive.
We took the rest of the wine over to the sofa and switched on the tv. We soon polished off the wine and were on to the second bottle when an advert for make up came on the TV.
"You know, I think your make up looks good, but I'm pretty sure I can make you look better, would you mind if I tried" my mum asked.
"No go right ahead" I replied.
My mum went off and returned a few minutes later with her make up bag. She removed my eye shadow and mascara and re-applied it. She finished it off with some eye liner.
"Well what do you think?" she said as she handed me the mirror.
I couldn't believe how much better I looked.
"So what do you call yourself when you are dressed up, surely not Fred?" my mum asked.
"Sarah" I replied.
"Well Sarah, I think you look beautiful"
I blushed brighter than my pink dress, but I caught my mum's gaze and I could tell she meant it. I could also feel that her gaze was a little more than that. We locked eyes and leaned towards each other.
"I'm not sure it's the wine talking but I just want to kiss those lovely red lips" my mum whispered.
I leaned forward and kissed her, I felt a shock of electricity run through me but my mum broke it off quickly.
"I'm sorry" I said.
"No I enjoyed it" said my mum, "it's just that, I feel a bit underdressed compared to you."
"How?" I laughed, motioning down to the fact that my dress had ridden up, exposing my stocking tops.
"Mmmm, well I think that is a good look for you Sarah" my mum said grinning.
With that she put her hand on my thigh and started to stroke it. It felt like I had been electrocuted again, I was tingling all over.
"I think you have great legs, very womanly, if I'm honest I've always found a woman's body very erotic".
My mum continued to stroke my stocking clad legs, by now I was in heaven, then I could feel my mum's hand reach up under my dress and stroke my panties.
"Nice, feels silky, can I see?" she whispered.
I hitched up my dress to expose my knickers and was surprised to see a large bulge in them.
"Wow looks like you are enjoying this Sarah"
"Oh I am mum" I replied.
"So are you wearing the matching bra to that thong?"she asked.
"I always match" I responded.
" Well then take off the dress and let me see" mum ordered.
I stood up and reached for the zip, undoing it and letting it fall to the ground and I stepped out of it.
"Well Sarah, you certainly have good taste in lingerie" my mum said, her eyes taking in the view of my stood before her.
"I think I get that from you mum" I replied, "I think it's time I saw yours."
"Well OK, I guess there is no harm in 2 girls hanging out in their lingerie together"
My mum took off her t-shirt and unbuttoned her jeans before slipping them over her ass and legs. I could see she was wearing a sky blue bra made from a fine mesh with a darker blue flower design sewn on it. They only just contained her 34FF tits. She was wearing a matching brief with the same design going down the front, as she gave me a twirl I noticed that could see her ass through the material.
"The only thing missing is a pair of heels mum" I said.
"I've noticed that you still call me mum Sarah, I guess that makes you my daughter. Well daughter lets go upstairs and pick a pair of heels out shall we?"
We went up into her room and picked out a nice pair of black strappy heels, she put them on and walked over to me, her hips wiggling provocatively. She stood close to me and put her arms around me.
"Well I'm enjoying having you home daughter" she said as she looked sideways into the
full length mirror.
I looked over at it and saw us there in our lingerie, our legs in between each others and our panty covered genitals only inches apart.
With that she slid her hand down inbetween us and started to rub my cock through my panties. That electric shock feeling came back again. My cock was pushed downwards in my thong meant that it appeared as though she was rubbing it like a clit.
"MMMMM, that feels so good mum" I moaned.
"Does my daughter like it?" she whispered back.
I looked down and saw our bra's touching, her breasts squashed tightly against mine, almost exploding out of her bra. It was a sight that almost made me cum right there.
"Calm down daughter" she said and pushed me onto the bed.
We lay on our sides facing each other. My mum took my hand and placed it on her mound, only the delicate material of her knickers separating my hand and her pussy. I could feel how wet she was there. She started to grind against my hand as she continued to rub my cock through my panties. My mum then took her middle finger and placed it in her mouth, licking it up and down, she reached around and pulled my thong to one side and inserted her finger inside me, I moaned loudly.
"MMMM, does my daughter like being fingered?" she teased.
"Oh yes mum, I do, finger your daughter" I pleaded.
My mum finger fucked me faster and faster but I wanted to make sure she got some too. I changed position so that we got into a 69, with me on top. I could now reach my hand down my mum's knickers, I slid 2 fingers into her soaking pussy and rubbed her clit with the palm of my hand.
"ooohh, where did you learn that" she whimpered.
I wanted to reply but all I could think about was her finger in me and I wanted more.
"More mum, more fingers in me" I begged.
She obliged, inserting a second and then third finger in me. I could feel my ass getting stretched, but I loved it, moaning in ecstasy.
"Wow, my daughter is a bit of a slut, it's such a turn on"
My mum's breathing became heavier, I could tell she was close to cumming.
"Oooh make mummy cum daughter, make me cum" she ordered.
"I'm close to mum" I cried back.
"Cum on me daughter" she begged, "CUM ON ME NOW!"
She pulled my cock through the side of my thong just as wave after wave of hot cum spurted from it, covering her bra and tits.
"Good girl" she screamed as she arched her back and her orgasm took over.
I lay back on my side facing her watching as she scooped up all my cum with her fingers and we then sucked them clean.
"I can't wait to go out with you tomorrow Sarah" she said
"Me too" I replied.
With that we got under the covers and fell asleep, that night I dreamt of my new life as my mum's daughter.
The End.
A Hot, Wet Night in South Carolina
'Do you mind if I come in?'
I glance up towards the door as I hear your voice, feeling my whole body tingle beneath the warm water of the enormous corner bath I have been reclining in for the past twenty minutes or so, soaked under a mass of fragrant lavender-smelling bubbles.
'Sure -- I've been waiting for you, Sweetie.'
I pick up the bottle of champagne from the ice bucket on the edge of the bath, and pour you a drink in the long, elegant crystal flute which rests by the glass next to my own.
The door closes behind you as you slip into the bathroom. Slim, elegant, beautiful, and even more alluringly sexy than I have ever seen you before.
Your hair is tied back and I can see the fine features of your profile in the candlelight. You are wearing a pure white bathrobe, and flash me an enormous smile as you approach, barefoot over the heated tiles of the white floor. As you take your final couple of steps, you slip the robe off your shoulders and let it slide down over your body. My eyes are fixed on you as it falls in a delicate heap at your slender ankles and feet.
You stand there, naked, and smile at me again. Confident and bold. Assured and aware of your overt sexuality, your femininity, and your deepest erotic desires. You look as happy and as brilliant as I have ever seen you.
So beautiful, your body is sculptured and slim; graceful and slender almost like a teenage girl with a perfect shaped little butt and the most gorgeous small breasts and little rose pink nipples. I feel my heart skip and I have to catch my breath as you climb up onto the raised steps which surround the enormous corner bath, and then lower yourself into the warm bubbles beside me.
I hand you your glass of champagne and you drink half the glass in one long motion. I watch the skin on your neck ripple gently as the cold liquid runs down inside your throat. You lick your lips and they glisten in the candlelight as you look at me and move your face close to mine.
'That's delicious.'
You flash that smile again.
'Fill me up.'
You wink at me, and instantly I feel myself swelling and growing beneath the warm water. My balls are tingling, and my cock is erect and stiff against my stomach already. I haven't even touched you.
'Hmmm.....mirrored walls on both sides.'
You glance upwards as you speak.
'And above us, too.'
'This could be interesting. You know how much I like watching things in mirrors.'
You throw your head back and then as your hair falls down over the edge of the bath, you move your hand to your breast and run your finger slowly around your nipple, knowing that I'm watching every movement. Then you arch your whole body backwards and run your tongue around the inside of your lips, slowly, deliberately; seductively.
I lean forwards and then over you, so my face is suddenly above yours. Our lips meet and I kiss you hard as my arm moves around your shoulders and caresses your neck. I feel your tongue dart into my mouth and wrap around mine as your hand presses flat on my chest and rubs my own nipples while we tangle and kiss - deep, long and hard.
'I want you, C.'
'I want to make love to you and make it last all night. I want to make you feel as you as you have never felt before. I'm on fire and I want to burn inside you.'
You wrap your arms around my neck and pull me even closer to you, kissing me harder and showing me what you want by pressing your tongue even further and deeper into my mouth.
I can feel my cock harden and stiffen as it slides across the top of your thigh beneath the water, and my hand slips beneath your little butt so I can push you upwards gently onto the edge of the bath as I slip down lower into the water in front of you.
Your skin is shining as the water runs down over your breasts and stomach, the white foam bubbles slowly revealing more of your toned body as they evaporate and disappear in the heated air of the luxurious bathroom.
I run my tongue over your nipples, sucking the water off each one as I swirl my tongue around them in my mouth, sucking softly and feeling them harden and grow erect against my lips and tongue.
You groan as my mouth moves down to your lower chest and stomach, my tongue running in a single straight line to your belly button, where it pauses to probe and press into you, as if preparing for bigger and deeper explorations lower down.
I sink back even lower into the water, so you are now sitting above me on the lip of the bath, my face only an inch or two from your naked crotch. I draw my head back to take in the view, and we both glance to the side, where we can see everything in the full length mirror beside us.
Your pussy is almost smooth, with just the fine black stubble of your pubic hair visible as my lips draw closer. You part your legs as I gently kiss the inside of your thigh, then run my lips along your smooth skin until my tongue reaches the slit of your pussy. I can see your clit directly before me, as I use my tongue to probe your labia, and then in one long, slow, firm stroke, it sweeps against your swollen lips, and suddenly you feel my mouth probing inside you. The walls of your pussy are already wet and slippery. You taste slightly of salt and lemon, tantalising my tongue as it works deeper ins
ide your heated body, withdrawing every few seconds to brush over your clit, then lick it with long, deliberate strokes which make you shudder and tremble perceptibly with each sweep of my tongue.
You moan almost inaudibly as you lean further backwards, pushing your butt higher on the rim of the bath tub so I can press my whole mouth around your pussy and work my tongue even deeper into your body as I feel your hips push yourself into me.
I withdraw my lips and pull back my head. I can see you watching me at work in the mirror on the ceiling above. You move your hand down to your pussy and use two fingers to part your pussy even wider open for me, so you can watch as I drive my tongue in and out, then lick your clit to tease you with the very tip, giving you the perfect view of every single tiny stroke and the most intimate contact of our bodies.
Like a tiny rosebud, your perfect little asshole is now right in front of me as I slide my slippery tongue all the way down your labia from your clit. I splash you and watch the warm water and soap bubbles run across your little starfish of sensual delight, then slip my tongue over my lips as we both watch it slide out of my mouth until it's just touching the silky edge of your shining, wet, and enticing rear pleasure hole. I start to slowly circle your tight little anus with my tongue, pressing slightly harder against your tender, smooth, and perfectly hairless rim, feeling my lips press tighter against your butt with every stroke, gently caressing your asshole with the very tip of my tongue, before slipping it gently inside the soft folds of skin and past the entrance of your most intimate tunnel, as you groan with undisguised delight.
With your asshole still glistening where my mouth and lips have just departed, I slip my finger into your pussy. You give a barely audible murmur of affirmation as I feel it slide effortlessly against the smooth, wet walls of your inside, until the full length of my finger is buried deep inside you and I gently tickle your moist asshole with my little finger, and your clit with the top of my thumb. I fill my mouth with water and then press it against your pussy, blowing it inside you so you feel the warm water shoot and spill against the willing walls of your vagina. They feel ready to be stretched as your eyes tell me you want me to enter you, then slide my cock much deeper into your pussy than where my tongue and mouth have just been - tasting and teasing you as it lubricates itself in readiness to receive me.
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