Date: Sat, 25 May 2013 11:51:34 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: Renewing the acquaintance

Renewing the acquaintance


It all began years ago, perhaps it ws uncle Tom but I don't know, all I can
remember is his visits...I was a favourite he said and he'd sit me on his
knee in front of poor silly doting Mum, there he'd fuss over and fondle me
"What a pretty boy...a little angel...should have been a girl,
really....here..have a kiss...oh yes, that's nice isn't it?"  What he did
when Mum was out of the room was another thing, a hand would swiftly
insinuate itself beneath clothing and fingers would get to work 'down
there'!  Not that I minded...I liked the fuss and the attention...besides,
what he did sort of - felt good.  I liked uncle Tom, that is until...and
then I wasn't sure.  The noises had been coming from down the corridor,
uncertain I paused then opened the door.  I didn't know what it was, Mum
was on the bed and her skirt seemed to be all up around her neck and she
was saying things like "No, no Tom, please...no.....it's wrong...no...oh
God, oh God..."  I knew uncle Tom was Mum's brother so thought they were
sort of playing...he was on top of her and seemed to be bumping up and
down, he was making grunting noises.  I thought he was being too rough
because Mum looks very weak and skinny and I didn't like it, so I went
away.

Uncle Tom didn't come round for a while after that and I sort of missed his
special cuddles....then there was one morning, at breakfast Uncle Tom was
there!  Mum was all sort of quiet...I wondered if they would be doing any
more of that wrestling?  Meanwhile Uncle Tom was paying me lots of
attention...he'd sit me on his lap and play with my hair, he said I had an
angel's blond ringlets but most of all I liked it when he put his hand
'down there' and did things with his fingers, then he'd whisper "Oh
God...you should have been a girl...sensational...here...let's just...sit
still...oh yesssss" and I'd find he had stuck a finger ... you know where!
It only went in a little way but it felt sort of strange....but I started
to like it....oh yes....then he'd say "That's my little girl, taking finger
already...so clever..."  Soon Uncle Tom would take my pants off - only he
called them 'nickers' and really began to fiddle about....and he kept
telling me how lovely I was.  Then there was the time Mum came into the
room, I had my legs open for Uncle Tom and he was busy doing nice things.
Suddenly he stopped, and I fell off his knee, he got up and went out of the
room without looking at Mum, and I never saw him again.

Even without Uncle Tom, I wanted to look nice...so as I grew older I began
to think of things to do...and I remembered how his finger felt 'down
there' - my own weren't long enough so I looked for other things...some
felt really nice, made me feel special with that secret feeling
inside....sometimes I looked in the mirror as I did it and I thought "What
a lovely girl....oh wow!"  I grew older still, and slowly I realised that I
was different...I pretended to be like other boys, oh yes but alone...well
I knew who I REALLY was, and that's when more and more frequently the
candle or small cucumber would come out, sometimes I'd kiss myself in the
mirror...as I was doing it...and then I discovered them...my nipples..oh
wow!  Often I'd lie in bed with both hands at them, teasing and
twinking....it felt delicious...then if I touched myself all stiff..it felt
even better!  As I grew, I tried out more things. Mum had kept my hair
long....besides it was in fashion then...I knew I looked lovely but....I
NEEDED more....Mum's cosmetics...I tried them, carefully...very
carefully...then her undies - YES!  I had a girl's slim figure with waist
and hips just discernible and Mum's underwear was just the thing....now I
really could be what I wanted....

In public I appeared as a very beautiful boy, one some men would avoid
staring at for too long...others, well they had that hungry wistful
look...sometimes I'd be followed but then I heeded Mum's lectures and took
care not to walk to isolated areas alone....it was a while before I
realised why.  The awakening began in the school toilets, an older boy had
become very friendly..one afternoon he beckoned me "Something secret, I
want to show you...come in here!"  Fascinated I followed...he opened a
cubicle door and shut it behind us.  Then I saw his 'secret' with zip
undone his penis stood out, he was stroking it between thunb and forefinger
"Here, where's yours then?"  He groped for me and I didn't resist..to my
surprise I was already hard 'down there', I felt a surge of excitement and
eagerly did as he asked "Here, just hold mine...like this...and I'll do the
same for you..." it felt wonderful but was over much too soon...Anyway,
word must have got around, I gained some more 'friends' and before long had
become expert in the way I handled a penis...then there was the boy who
kneeling, took me in his mouth - when I returned the favour, yes...it was
so nice to run a tongue over that velvety smooth head of his...and that
special taste....yes my horizons had truly expanded!

I got careless and thence came the rude awakening, something simple and
obvious - a shortcut through the Park, on my own and at dusk.  I had no
inkling of danger, there was the sudden impact and I was pressed to the
grass, dimly above me I saw the face "Quiet, not a sound or...I saw a fist
raised and flinched, stopped struggling "That's better, now lay quiet and
you won't get hurt..."  He was fumbling with something, my pants undone I
felt a hand beneath my buttocks, slippery fingers....up...what on earth
for?  "Now my beauty, lets have these off..."  Hands tugged at my pants
pulling them from my ankles, he looked at my legs and groaned..."God you
are just as beautiful...been watching you, now let's have you...up...up,
want to watch you as I'm doing it...up now" With hands grasping my ankles
he hefted up my legs while parting them, in doing so my buttocks presented
themselves to him and it was there I felt his probing prick.  I'd heard
about this, realisation dawned..I was being raped!  I found it weirdly
exciting for my own prick was rigid by then, he saw this and announced "Ah,
you'll lie back and take it then....that's it...enjoy!" and he lunged in.
God!  Thank heavens for his preparation....his frenzied thrusts were over
all too soon however and muttering threats of reprisals should I go to the
POlice...he feverishly dressed and vanished.  I was left there, aroused and
unsatisfied, I felt his fluids seeping from me and .... began to
masturbate, unlike my attacker I took my time over this...yes it was very -
satisfying...curiously the thought that I'd just been raped never bothered
me....though I was decidedly sore...

In a funny way it was gratifying to know that some man had wanted me
enough, was so desperate in fact, as to resort to rape but I had learned
the lesson...I had something that lots of men wanted very badly....and I
had to be careful.. I'd heard of women being raped, of course I had but
never for a moment had I realised that - it could be me!  This was food for
thought...it now seemed that not only was I lovely, lovely as a girl...but
I could also...well, offer what I girl could....it made sense in a sort of
way.  That evening I told Mum what had happened...I eventually stiffled her
protests...no, NO Police...I already suspected it could mean more grief for
me than it would for my attacker....and I could imagine all too clearly the
flow-on at school..and shuddered.  Mum saw it too in the end.  This took us
to the awkward bit....my perceptions of myself....my very feminine
self...as reinforced by the sight of Mum and Uncle Tom...I didn't want to
...do it... like that...and I confessed as much to her....she bit her lip
silently....gently I told her that I suspected I had been born the way I
was, that so long as I was careful, I could make a life for myself the way
I wanted to be.  Eventually, she gave in...it was from then on that she
began to cooperate, hesitantly at first and then almost as a big sister.

We were seated side by side having a sort of 'girl chat', oh yes I still
dressed as a boy and at school in particular behaved like one but
inside...well...I was girly.  Somehow we'd got on to the topic of
nipples...I was telling Mum what happened when I played with them, how good
it felt and the curious flow on effect it had on me 'down bellow'...then
the surprise "Yes dear...yes, I get it too, they stand up, get all hard and
stick out...and...yes..I feele extra nice down there too" I was curious and
slipped a hand beneath her blouse, she didn't object when I encountered her
bra and slipped it up out of the way, her nipples seemed larger than mine
and yes, after playing with them...they seemed to jut out...playfully, Mum
was giving mine the treatment too, she had a funny expression on her face
as she did so...it was nice, very nice what she was doing...I lay back as
her hands became busy, she leaned forward and as she did so, her breasts
hung free so I again began to fondle them..."Baby girl...my baby girl....so
lovely...let Mummy....."  Mum was crooning such stuff over and
over...somehow I couldn't help thinking of her and Uncle Tom...but now that
sight had a new meaning...I knew what he'd been doing....with his sister!
My own nipples were really erect...and I was feeling rather, well,
nice...and I decided I really liked the feel of Mum's, made me all shivery
- oooh!  It seemed natural when she leaned over to kiss me...open
mouthed...clumsy at first, I responded....Event, our arms went around each
other.  Breaking for air Mum took me by the hand, without a word we headed
for her bedroom, once there she began to undress me "Oh what a lovely
body...lovely figure...oh darling....make Mummy happy...been so long...so
long....us girls....I'll show you how we do it...darling.."  Mum was
running her hands over my smooth body, at 14 it was still hairless with
beautiful silky skin that blushed pale pink, we again embraced in a lengthy
girl-to-girl kiss..."Here darling...watch Mummy" She was half naked, I
helped remove her bra the better to feel those nipples, meanwhile her
fingers got busy between her thighs, curious I watched "See darling..this
is how we...do it...this little fellow up here...he gets the attention...oh
yes it's nice...gently and slowly now, watch Mummy.....now...you've got a
bigger one that's all...show Mummy how!"  Yes so I had, it was a bigger
one, I took my penis delicately in hand, side by side we lay there
masturbating, glancing at each other we exchanged sly smiles at what we
were doing "Aren't we naughty, soooo naughty darling...but it's nice isn't
it, together like this?"  I agreed, lying beside my very randy Mum I
trained my fingers to exercise extra skill...I marvelled at the way her own
fingers managed to dart in and caress that clitoris, it was SO much easier
for me!  Even now I know of nothing so relaxing as a session with Mum.
Eventually she taught me all sorts of things girls can do but one thought
occurred to me...essentially there wasn't much difference between
us...except for the well, extra apperture she had ....true my chest was
flat but my nipples...well they were wonderfully sensitive and they stood
up too.  What I neede most I thought, was good anal sex...not just the
hurried in-out I'd been subject to at the Park.

Mum and I had various sessions together after that first episode...it was
fun to exchange notes and note the similarities...and it was SO
relaxing....we could even time it to cum together.  There was the
occasional thought of course..."how about 'doing it' inside her?"  I never
progressed far with that though but one day it was Mum who initiated it
"You look lovely dear, I so enjoy watching you doing that but....would you
like to try something else...see here..."  Mum insinuated her elegant
fingers between her thighs and slipped them in between her lips....I had
thought of it and was curious.  She went on "and I have a special surprise
for you dear....you won't be left out...promise" She had produced an
object, it resembled a rather attractively moulded penis "I'll show you
later darling...but first...here....yes just there....now..."  Mum was
sitting straddling my hips I felt her hand on my prick, she guided it to
her pussy and smiled as she lowered herself...astounded I watched as she
engulfed me, once in she hesitated and smiled down at me before doing a
little jig with her hips...it felt really strange at first.  It was when
she leaned forward that I began to enjoy it, as she did so her breasts came
within easy reach and automatically I began to toy with the nipples.
Meanwhile Mum had adopted a slow steadt motion up and down...I supposed it
was rather like masturbating myself inside her and once I'd realised this I
began to really enjoy it.  We kept up the slow steady pace for a while,
occasionally Mum would vary things by wiggling her hips then she began to
speed up, as she did so she sat upright and stwined her arms above her
head...like that her breasts looked as small as mine!  Mum has lovely skin
and a good figure still so it was nice feeling her thighs and waist.
Suddenly I heard an unfamiliar squelching noise...then I realised...Mum's
pussy juices!  That was something else I thought, I needed lubricant...Mum
certainly didn't....and with that thought I came.....Mum must have realised
because it seemed to trigger a reaction in her......she slumped forward and
gave me a cuddle "Oh lovely darling, lovely....." and then she began to
kiss me.....

Mum made good her promise, she produced the object I'd seen earlier...it
looked rather like an enlarged version of those pricks I'd handled in the
boy's toilets!  I rather liked it and the way she began to lubricate it was
suggestive in the extreme...I was becoming aroused once more, I could guess
what came next....but no, instead of inserting it between her own thighs,
Mum got me to lie on my side, back towards her "Here dear....we need do do
something now, it's about time really...ready you for a real
boyfriend..know what I mean?"  Ever so delicately she probed between my
cheeks, first with a slippery finger "To loosen you up dear"....then with
the tip of her implement...satisfied, she applied pressure...there it was
that feeling..same as in the Park but....here it was gradual,
satisfying...I savoured the swelling stretching sensation as it journeyed
up me...deeper and deeper ...I gasped "Oh Mum....I never knew!" "Wait dear
it gets better...let Mummy....now...see?"  She was slipping it in and out
of me, not simple strokes but varied...I'd never dreamed of such
satisfaction...I think I must have been cooing like a Dove, certainly I was
bucking my hips to her thrusts, then the bombshell, Mum varied the angle
and it stroked something deep inside...I shuddered, it was delicious! In
fact Mum aimed for that spot again...as she did so - I came...from
somewhere inside...oh it was beautiful....and even after Mum withdrew the
thing...I felt so sexy!  "Now dear...all we need to do - is find you
someone...suitable!"

Finding someone suitable...well I sure as hell wasn't into toilet romance
at school - ok for quick relief but...oh no!  But at my age, the options
were limited..nor did I want to risk getting raped again.  Then about a
month after Mums 'initiation' with that didldo, there was a surprise.
Getting home that afternoon Mum appeared before I could open the door...she
was wearing one of her sexy outfits...showing a lot of leg and a deep 'V'
down the front and she seemed excited "Here dear, we've a lovely
surprise.....tell you what, head up and get yourself pretty...you'll see
why!  Hurry now, don't ask...just trust me!"  In my room I concentrated on
searching out the stuff I only wore with Mum in the house...short skirt,
grip top stockings, heels and loose blouse...a dash of lipstick no
more...and a dab of mascara...nothing else needed...then I combed out my
blond ringlets...there!

Slightly nervous I descended the stairs, voices came from the lounge and I
entered THERE!  It couldn't be...but yes, the mature smiling figure was no
less than...Uncle Tom!  He was standing holding Mum against him, a hand
inside her dress...hardly a classic brother and sister pose...but...well, I
was actually glad to see him.  His face lit up as I entered, turning to Mum
he said "Wow, wow, you HAVE done a wonderful job...here's another beauty in
the room..oh my!  Detaching himself from his sister, Uncle Tom walked over,
took me in his arms and gave me the longest mouth to mouth kiss I'd
experienced, then standing back he held me out "Oh yes, you really are a
beauty....no mistake...boys after you I dare say...oh yes, remember me,
Uncle Tom?"  I blushed..."Yes of course...you were...nice!"  "And would you
like to do some nice things with me...now?"  I blushed again and looked at
Mum, she smiled and nodded...I didn't know where to look...I was already
feeling randy.  Mum broke the silence "You'll have to be gentle Tom...I'll
come up with you...."  He was already fondling my buttocks....I teasingly
asked "Why Mum, what's the need...what's he after then?" He answered "I'm
after something I've wanted for a VERY long time...." I blushed and mumbled
"Well then let me..I mean..you know...how to put it...I want to get
ready...it's sort of special..."  Mum understood of course "Well, go on
dear, we'll be waiting in my room...ok then?"  "Thanks Mum" I called out,
much relieved.

Once alone in my room I searched out the 'special' items...Mum had helped
me with these of course, one was a sheer negligee that barely covered my
buttocks...I slipped it on together with a pair of silky thigh length
stockings...which I knew wouldaccentuate my long slim legs, pausing before
the mirror I once more primped my curls...and knew I looked ravishing...my
hard little prick lifting the hem...oh yes I was ready!  I knocked on Mum's
door and entered, there was a long drawn out whistle from Uncle Tom, he was
lying on his back as Mum sucked his prick - it was funny I thought, they
didn't really look like brother and sister, she was slim and wiry while he,
he was a big beefy hunk ... and then I saw it, the full size of it...as Mum
withdrew her lips....oooooh wow!"  I brightly asked..."well then who is for
some sport?" and flounced my negligee...Uncle Tom answered "Well, here
darling, let's have that lovely body here..that's it, now on your side my
beauty, back to me...oh yes!!"  Mum watched with amusement as he ran his
hands over me, they were insatiable and pretty soon I heard him begin to
pant...Mum was smearing his prick with her gel stuff....he helped himself
to some and slipped it up me...I thrilled as his fingers probed...oh
yes...I was ready.  Still wearing my negligee and lying onmy side I felt
him raise my upper leg, he then partially inserted himself between the
two...then I felt his probing prick...I tried to relax...this wasn't Mum's
dildo...and where was Mum?  Answer, she was now beside the bed capturing
the action with camera!  Uncle Tom pulled me tight against him...and then
began to thrust...I was shivering with excitement by then...a big vigorous
man was about to enter me....oh joy...I felt him inching in...he really was
HUGE...but gentle....I couldn't hold back a cry, it stretched and hurt but
oh the other feelings...oh God!  Uncle Tom was gasping "What a darling...oh
my God....so lovely and ...so tight....oh yes....clever boy...it's going
in...yes...more...oh there a bit more, come on beautiful, nearly there
now....."  Gasping he paused...I could feel him almost bursting me.....and
then he began to do it...Uncle Tom was slowly fucking me...I closed my eyes
and clenched my fists, head thrown back....on it went...on and on...he knew
how to make it last...and he was enjoying himself...while Mum now lay on
the bed facing me, one leg cocked...to give me access...I began to play
with her, the way I'd been taught, I felt her own delicate fingers nursing
my prick....I don't know who came first....the thrusts from behind were
becoming varied, some would brush that special spot down inside...and I'd
call out....while Mum's hips were starting to jerk, then behind, a frenzied
burst of energy, gasping and groaning and.....og God, stuff pumping into
me, squelching sounds and warmth running down my thigh....I screwed my eyes
tight shut...and there...release...delicious and prolonged...hopeless
shaking......and my lover weakly subsiding...yes - oh yes - I had a Lover!!
I caught Mum's eye....she was radiantly happy!  Uncle Tom broke the
silence...looking at Mum he teasingly asked "Got a load of good pictures
did you - for the family album?"  Mum went red "Here, let me" and he took
her camera....there, chest out, tummy in....that's it...smile...sexy
smile.....yes, naked Mum still looked good...very good....and I knew I'd be
sharing her with him...but I didn't mind, his hand still rested on my
thigh...and I wondered...could he...do it....again?!  Now he wanted me to
pose with Mum, I snuggled up and rested my hand between her legs...
Something told me though....this next one would be her turn!