Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2002 12:55:58 -0400
From: Marci Manseau <marci_manseau@hotmail.com>
Subject: Daddy Becomes Mommy - Chapter 2

Daddy Becomes Mommy
by Marci Manseau
<Marci_Manseau@hotmail.com>

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A Friendly Warning - This story contains incest between a father and his 13
year old daughter.  I would never condone or promote this kind of behavior
in real life.  I include it in this story only for its erotic value.  If it
bothers you in any way, don't read any further.

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Chapter
Two

	I woke up in the morning to find my new mother cuddling up to me
but still asleep. She looked so cute in her silky white nightie, and when I
moved closer, I could tell she had a nice little morning erection in her
pink panties. If I hadn't had to pee so badly, I would have kissed my way
down her body and felt it as I had the night before. I was fascinated with
it because I'd never even seen a penis and balls in real life before, much
less touched them. I knew that soon I'd make her let me suck her like I'd
seen a girl do in the porn video that Jill and I had found at her house. I
got totally wet watching that man's cock saw in and out of the girl's mouth
in the video. Jill thought it was incredibly hot too. We were deep kissing
and had our hands in each other's panties only a few minutes after the tape
began. I think we watched it six times that night.
	When I got back to my room after emptying my bladder and brushing
my teeth, I was pleased to find my mother/father awake and about to get up.
	I plopped on the bed next to her and kissed her sweet
lips. "Morning, Mommy. Did you like sleeping with me? I felt so safe in
your arms when I woke up in the middle of the night."
	"I did, I liked it a lot," she said, "but I'm still not sure we
should have done all that kissing and touching last night, Kristen. I am
your father, after all, and I shouldn't be leading you astray."
	"Hey, you forgot that I'm going to call you Mommy now," I said
giggling, "so you can't still be my father. I've had a Daddy all my life,
and now I want you to be my Mommy. It's only fair. And I know it's what you
want to do, too. As for leading me astray, I was the one that wanted to do
all those fun things, not you, and you loved them as much as I did. Neither
of us was hurt by it, so what's the big deal?" As I said that, I was
tracing one finger over the erection in Mommy's panties, sort of outlining
it through the silky pink fabric. "Don't you like how that feels? I sure
do." Her penis sort of twitched in her panties each time I caressed it.
	"Of course I like how it feels, you silly. It's been so long since
anyone but me has touched it, and it feels even better through panties. If
you don't mind, I'm never going to wear anything other kind of undies."
	"I love you in panties, and you should always sleep in a pretty
nightie. Later we'll throw out all your boxers.  You'll never need them
again. I like that you wear mine. We can share from now on, and that's a
good reason for me to go out and buy lots more panties and bras. You can
wear anything of mine, Mommy."
	"Well, I'm not sure about that, but panties for sure."
	"You said last night you liked looking feminine, and you admitted
that you want to look that way a lot more. I remember every word, so no
backing out now."
	"I know I did, but I don't want you to think I'm totally weird,
Kristen."
	"No, I love you like this. I want you to dress up for me and be my
mother," I said as kissed her deeply and rubbed her faster. "I know Jill
will like it too."
	"Are you sure she will? I don't want her to run home and tell her
father about this. She might not like it at all."
	"No way she'd ever do that. Jill and I think alike. I know her
better than anyone does. We're going to tell her all about it as soon as
she's back from her visit, then you can dress up as our mother in front of
her, too."
	"Ok, I will if you're sure."
	"I am," I said with a warm smile. "Can I ask you a question about
something personal you said before?"
	"Sure, sweetie. You know I'm very open with you."
	"You said no one but you has touched you in a long time. I want to
know what you do when you touch yourself, and I don't mean when you wash
it. Jill and I masturbate a lot but I don't know how boys do it."
	"Well... we... I mean I just take it out and rub it up and down,"
Mommy began as I moved my hand to fondle her balls. "I think about sexy
stuff and rub faster. A few minutes of that and my pre-cum starts to seep
out; that's juice that leaks out to make it easier for a man to put his
penis in a woman, or another man if he's into other men. It's what's making
the wet spot in the front of my panties now. Then in a few more minutes, my
cum begins to shoot out of me. That's about it."
	"Ok, I understand," I said. "Now I have to ask, what sexy stuff do
you think about? Do you think about doing it with women, men or maybe Jill
and me?
	"Usually women but sometimes men also when I'm feeling more like a
woman that a man. That's getting to be more and more. Only once I thought
about you and Jill, and that was after I caught you two in bed kissing and
touching. Most men really get hot seeing two girls doing it, and I guess
I'm no different."
	"Cool," I said, loving the fact that my new mother had had had sexy
thoughts about me. "One more thing now, Mommy. I want to watch you as you
do it. Please?" As I asked, I reached up and took my nightie off
completely, then cupped my smallish breasts and moved closer to Mommy. My
nipples were as hard as her cock.
	"I don't know if I can do it again after last night, Kristen," she
said as she stared at my hands massaging my breasts. The lace on the front
of her panties was totally soaked by then.
	"Please, please try. I so want to see you do it. If you want me to,
I'll take my panties off and you can see me naked. Would that help turn you
on?" I was hoping she'd say yes. I wanted to be naked for her.
	"I'm sure it would turn me on a lot. You're so beautiful, but I
don't think it's a great idea. I'm only human, you know. A person can only
stand so many temptations."
	I turned on my side so she could see the wet crotch of my panties,
then I began to stroke her erection and my labia at the same time.  "I'll
rub mine like this and you take yours out and show me how you do it.  I'm
so hot now, Mommy. Please do it for me."
	"OK, I guess I will," she sort of moaned and I began to rub her
faster. "If I don't, you're just going to make me cum in my panties anyway,
right?"
	"For sure. I can tell you need to," I agreed as I pushed the cotton
gusset of my satin panties between my swollen labia. By that time, they
were so wet they were almost transparent.  "I need to cum too, Mommy."
	She smiled at me, kissed me once more then lowered her panties to
just below her balls. It was all I could do not to reach out and touch her
sexy hard cock. It was about four inches long, as thick as my thumb, and
almost totally hairless.
	"It's beautiful, Mommy," I told her as she began to caress it. "I
wish I had one too, but I don't want to be a boy. It would just be cool to
have both."
	"That's sort of how I feel too, Kristen," she explained, "but I'd
like to be a girl with both, not a man. Girls are so much nicer."
	I watched closely as her hand began to slide up and down her hard
shaft. I slid down lower to get a better look, then took her free hand and
placed it on my right breast. My right hand was busy too, teasing my clit,
and when I realized Mommy was really into what she was doing, I pushed my
panties to the side and slipped a finger into my pussy. I needed to finger
myself and I wanted her to see me doing it.
	She saw what I'd done but never said a thing, so I reached over and
began to caress her bare thigh just below her balls as I slid my middle
finger in and out of my wet lips. She let her legs move apart and my hand
moved up and in between them.
	"Are you thinking about being with a woman or a man now, Mommy?" I
asked as the sides of my fingers touched her just below her balls.  "Or are
you thinking about Jill and me?"
	"I'm thinking about being with a man now," she admitted and blushed
a bit. "I'm all dressed up and looking sexy for him. He's kissing me add
telling me how pretty I am, and how much he wants me. My arms are around
his neck and he's kissing me deeply while he grabs my bottom and pulls me
hard against his body. His hard-on in pressing into me as we kiss." Her
hand was flying up and down her erection as she told me about her fantasy.
	I moved one finger up and began to gently fondle her balls. "Did
you ever do it with a guy, Mommy?"
	"Just a few times when I was about your age, Kristen. My best
friend Eddie and I used to masturbate together, and then one day we sort of
moved on to kissing while we did it, then sucking each other. I was the one
that suggested that after I heard some older boys talking about it in the
bathroom at school. I really learned to love his cock and the taste of his
cum. His cock was a lot bigger than mine. I hoped one day he'd put it in
me, but he never did and I was too shy to ask him if he would. We only has
sex for about a year and then his family moved away. I missed him a lot
after they left."
	"Did you ever dress up as a girl for him?"
	"No, but I really wanted to. I was sure he wouldn't have understood
my wanting to wear pretty things for him, sort of like I was his
girlfriend. All he cared about was cumming."
	I could tell Mommy was very close by the look on her face and her
heavy breathing. I gently cupped her balls and added another finger to the
one pumping in and out of me. I was getting very close too.
	"You should have insisted on wearing a dress and sexy undies for
him, then get him to take you out on a real date," I told her as I played
with her hairless balls. "That would have been so hot."
	That was enough to put her over the edge, and I came too as I saw
her slick white juice spurting out of her cock and running down over both
our hands. I was so tempted to lean over and lick the last drop off the tip
of my new mother's fading erection, but I held back not knowing if it would
make her mad. That was the last thing I wanted.

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