Date: Sun, 19 Jan 2014 08:44:20 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Father and Son. Part five.

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      Part five.

  We didn't have sex on waking up for I wanted to get the shopping out of
the way and so as he made breakfast, I wrote out a shopping list.

  This I gave to him when I parked the car outside of the supermarket,
telling him to start collecting what was on the list as I had another call
to make but wouldn't be long so to be with him before he reached the cash
desk. So with him going inside to start the shopping, I went along to the
shop where he had bought the dress for I wanted to give him a surprise
later.

  There was one girl as the shop assistant and gave me a smile in greeting
as I approached the counter.

  `My son was in here yesterday to buy a dress for his sister,' to which
she nodded. `Though I was surprised when he told me that he had even put a
few on before picking one. I dread to think what you thought of him doing
that. Anyway, with him buying a dress for her, his sister, I decided to buy
her some lingerie to go with it. Now I don't know the size needed for the
bra but I think you would be able to say what size it should be to go with
the dress,' and she nodded again. `Also, a nice pair of nylon stockings and
the thing that goes round the waist to hold then up.'

  `A suspender belt,' she said and I nodded.

  `All in black,' I said as she began opening various drawers that were
behind her, picking out different types of bras for me to pick one that I
thought, she said, that my daughter would like to wear. I kept a straight
face though had an inner smile at her accepting the fact that I had a
daughter as well as a son, as I picked one that I like the look of. I also
asked for a pinafore to be added so that the dress wouldn't get stained in
doing the cooking. The suspender belt and nylon stockings where all the
same and so, with having the items I wanted, had them wrapped up and I paid
her and thanked her for her help and went off to put the bag into the car
before going into the supermarket to help Rhett with the items that still
needed putting in the trolley.

  He had doubled up on some of the items, non perishable, and we joined the
queue to pay. With this done, we had four heavy bags which we took and
loaded into the car before driving back home. He had noticed the extra bag
in the back but didn't saying anything as he took two of the bags out and I
the other two with the extra bag tucked under my arm.

  Rhett had the keys to the house and opened the door for us to enter and I
kicked it shut after getting inside, and we took the shopping into the
kitchen, me being behind him, was able to leave the bag on the table before
we started putting away the shopping.

  `What's with the bag?' he asked as he stopped by the table on leaving the
kitchen.

  `Well with you now being the housewife and wearing the dress, I thought
that you might like to add these to go along with it,' and pushed the bag
to where he was standing. He opened it by emptying it onto the table and
gave out a gasp at what came out.

  `You bought this for me to wear with the dress?' he asked in an awed
voice as he picked up the bra. `All of it?' as he then picked up the
suspender belt.

  `Well as you liked wearing the dress, I thought that these would put the
finishing touch to it,' I said with a grin, and his face went a little red
but still came to me and put his arms round me and kissed me.

  `Thanks dad. I didn't have the nerve to buy them in the shop. Thanks
again. No panties?'

  `Seeing how skimpy they were, I didn't think that your cock would look
right with the head sticking out of the top. The girl in the shop asked if
I wanted a pair, but I said that that would really be the choice of my
daughter,' I told him.

  `Daughter?' he asked.

  `Well you said the dress was for your sister, so I said it was all for my
daughter. I had to explain why I was in the shop buying those things and
stop her from thinking that you were a transvestite by trying on several of
the dresses before buying one.'

  `Well done dad. Can I put them on now?' he asked, not picking up on me
saying anything about me alluding to him becoming a transvestite as well as
being gay, and nodded a yes to his question.

  So scooping it all up, he went up stairs with me following him for I
wanted to watch him putting it all on. It was nice to see him take off his
male clothes, seeing that lovely sun tanned body, the beautiful cheeks of
his bum that I loved sticking my cock inside. It was funny the way he tried
clipping the straps of the bra at his back and suggested that he clipped it
at the front and then move it round to put his arms through the
straps. This worked and he settled it so that the cups were at the front.

  `I haven't got tits to put inside them,' he cried, turning to face me.

  `That's easily solved,' I said, going to a drawer of the dresser and
pulled out two pairs of socks. I also noticed that he was already half
erect with his cock as I stuffed both pairs into the cups of the bra to see
that they appeared to be filled with a pair of breasts.

  `Do the same with the suspender belt by doing it up at the front and
moving it round when clipped up properly. Now he was really beginning to
look like a female from the rear with the bra strap round his back and the
belt round his waist with the straps to hold the stockings dangling down
his thighs.

  He sat down next and began to put the stockings on but left him to work
out as to how they should be rolled down first before putting his toes into
the end and then rolling it up his leg. He finally managed the first one
and saw that he now had one massive erection and on seeing me see this,
gave his cock a stroke. `I can see now that a pair of panties wouldn't be
right,' he said with a grin and then put the other stocking on, quicker
this time and now was the fun of watching him trying to get the tops of the
stockings to fit inside the little nubs and clips at the end of the
dangling straps.

  I now had an erection like him at seeing him put on this underwear and
also wanting to take his up and throbbing cock into my mouth to suck. With
him standing up and facing me with his cock sticking out in front, couldn't
stop myself from going down onto my knees and doing just that. I didn't
hold his cock but put my hands round his body so that I could stroke the
cheeks of his bum as I bobbed my head back and forth on his cock and sucked
and gently chewed it. It was when his hands came to hold my head did I then
firmly grasp his cock so that he wouldn't choke me as I began being face
fucked.

  I think I was as excited at seeing him wearing that female garb as he was
in wearing it and had him soon shooting out his cum into my mouth which I
accepted with glee, tasting him again as I moved it round there before
swallowing it.

  With him finished and me having kissed the head of his cock, then rose up
and went and sat on the edge of the bed and opened the front of my trousers
and pulled out the erection I had and waited for him to do the same to me.

  He licked his lips and came over and went down onto his knees.

  `For my lover, my dad and for my husband,' he said before taking the head
of my cock into his mouth, to push down the foreskin and tease me once
again with his tongue rasping over the bare flesh. I loved having his head
bob up and down on the end of my cock, so much so, that it wasn't long
before he became the recipient of my cum which I actually heard him gargle
it inside his mouth before he swallowed it. I got a big smile from him when
he released me and got up from his knees.

  `Now put on the dress and be the proper housewife that I now have and
had, and will want more of,' I said.

  `That you will dad,' he said as he got his dress out of the wardrobe and
put it on.

  `How do I look dad?' he asked as he smoothed down the front.

  `Great, and it will be perfect after you have brushed your hair,' I said,
this looking a mess with him pulling the dress down over it.'

  So he went and sat down at the dresser and looked at himself in the
mirror.

  `You're right. It does look a mess,' he said before he started brushing
it. Bringing it round to either side of his face and then really looked the
part he was playing of being my housewife.

  It was when he stood up that I took him into my arms and kissed him
before speaking. `You now really look like you are the woman for this
house,' I said.

  `And I like being the woman for you to kiss as we have just done and
would like later, for my husband to take his wife to bed to show just how
much he loves me,' he said when we broke of our kissing of each other.

  `Do you know that you really look the part and I would be quite proud to
have you holding my hand as we went into a restaurant for a meal one
evening,' I said.

  `Me? Taking me out wearing these clothes?' a look of alarm on his face at
the very thought of being out in public dressed as he was.

  `Yes, but you would have to be wearing the right shoes,' I said,
revelling at the expression on his face.

  `I don't think I have the guts to do that dad,' he said.

  `Nonsense Rhett. You had the gall to put the dress on for me, so the next
time we go out shopping, we'll get you a couple of pair of shoes,' I said,
loving the discomfort he was in at the very thought of doing both. `But
we'll use a different shop this time, saying they are for your sister
again,' grinning at him, `saying that you have the same size shoes as she
has. It'll be fun to watch you trying them out and picking what fits you
the best.'

  `You really are pushing me now dad,' he said.

  `Well you started it by putting on the dress and so there's no reason why
we shouldn't go the whole hog. For I would really like to take my wife, son
and lover out to dinner, all at the same time,' and couldn't stop the
almost female giggle that I gave at the thought. `Now let's have some lunch
and for me to do some work this afternoon.'

  So we went back downstairs and hoped that he would soon to be able to
wear a women's shoes and make me proud of having him on my arm at some
dining place.

  It was a light lunch we had and it reminded me of my first thought of
getting him a pinafore to wear when doing the cooking which he hadn't put
on. So after lunch, I left him to do the clearing of the table and washing
up and any other things that needed doing, to go off to my study to do some
more writing.

  The only thing was, that I could only managed a few pages for my mind
keep wandering away of me taking Rhett out to dinner dressed as a woman. So
much so, that I had an erection the whole afternoon at the thought.

  It was early evening when he came into the study to say that he was going
to start cooking our dinner.

  `Come over here Rhett,' I said, getting up from my chair and walking
round the front of the desk, and when he was close up to me, I went down on
my knees and lifted up the front of his dress and saw that his cock was
flaccid. But not for long, for with having his dress then over my head and
his cock in front of me, was able to take the whole length into my mouth,
my nose up into the bush above his groin. There was a remediate response
with my hot mouth on his cock that I soon felt it growing, forcing my head
back until I only had the head left to suck on. I think he was enjoying
this for his hands soon held my head under the dress as he began to face
fuck me. My hands had been stroking the cheeks of his bum, feeling the
straps that held up his stockings, that is, until his hands then held my
head as he began fucking my face. I then had to hold the base of his cock
as he moved himself in and out of my mouth to finally give me all of his
cum to savour before swallowing it.

  After licking the head clean, I pulled out from under his dress and
pushed him towards the desk and made him bend over on it. I then lifted up
the back of his dress and having got my now rampant cock out of my
trousers, shoved my cock up into his ass. He gave out a cry at the violent
entry which I ignored for my cock was then in where I liked it best. Up his
ass. With having the hem of his dress up high, I was able to have my hands
holding his bare hips as I fucked him as he lay across the edge of my
desk. Going at him bare backed, he gave our little gurgles of delight as he
felt each shot of my cum that filled his ass. He later told me that he
could feel it oozing out of his ass and sliding down his thighs whilst
cooking dinner, and loved it in knowing where if came from.

  But it was lovely to have had him in the position he was in then, and
later in the week, I would have him on the lounge coffee table with me on
my knees, having his ass at the right height in my fucking of him. The
dining table wasn't that much different though I was then able to be
standing up as I reamed his backside.

  We later had sex with me sitting on one of the hard back chairs and him
with his dress off, would straddle my thighs and lower himself down onto
the head of my erection and slowly move down as it entered his ass and
there we would bounce about, kissing each there in our loving of each
other, kissing and vowing our love and only broke of the kissing as he
would throw his head back when he began to feel me giving him my cum

  Though quite often when we had sex this way, what with having his own
rampant cock squashed up against my chest, would give out his emission of
his cum which we then licked off of each other afterwards.

  I think that we had as much sex between us that a nymphomaniac was able
to have. And with Christmas being so close now, that I dragged out the old
Santa Claus outfit that I had last worn when Rhett was still an infant. Now
I hadn't until then, known at just how Rhett was so adroit with a needle
and thread.

  So with the lounge decorated, not only along the walls and across
doorways, the Christmas tree was covered in baubles, tinsel and coloured
lights. With it then becoming Christmas day, I put on my old Santa Claus
outfit and was stunned to find that Rhett, somehow, had managed to make
himself, with the help of some old bed sheets, a lovely fairy dress. With
some wire, was also able to make a pair of wings that were attached to the
back. So there was Santa Claus and a fairy, (now that wasn't really what I
was implying in respect of Rhett, but as the saying goes, if the cap
fits...) This brought to mind of an old joke where Father Christmas was
having one hell of a time in this particular year.

   When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce
toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the pre-Christmas
pressure. Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her mother was coming to visit,
stressed Santa even more. When he went to harness the reindeer, he found
three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence
and were out, heavens knows where. Then when he began to load the sleigh,
one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the
toys got scattered around.

   Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot
of rum. When he opened the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had drunk
all the cider and hidden the liquor. In his frustration, he dropped the
empty cider jug and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over
the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found that the mice had
eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.

   Just then the doorbell rung, and an irritated Santa Claus marched to the
door and yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big
Christmas tree, The angel said very cheerfully, `Merry Christmas
Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where
would you like me to stick it?'

   And so became the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas
tree.

   So following this joke and with Rhett being dressed as a fairy, had no
compunction about pulling my cock out like the top of a Christmas tree and
stick it up into the fairy's ass. I'd never seen such a radiant fairy in my
life until this night with Rhett sitting on my thighs as though he was on
top of the tree. Well he was in a fashion and we both enjoyed the fact he
was there having my throbbing cock cum inside him as he wiggled himself
atop of the tree that was between my legs.

  In all respects, this was the highlight of our Christmas with me fucking
my fairy as I had sat on a chair and the icing on the cake was the fact
that even though my cock had been up his ass, it didn't stop him from
sucking of me after he had lifted himself up off of me after I had cum
inside him.

  That was just one of our Christmas presents that we gave to one
another. I also helped Rhett, my son who was also my housewife and now my
fairy too, to cook our Christmas dinner which turned out to be a real treat
to eat. After which, we sat on the sofa to watch the Queen's speech on the
television. I was sitting while Rhett was laying down with his head on my
lap. I stroked his now long hair as we listened to what was said on the
television until it finished and didn't stop Rhett from then getting my
cock out of the costume I was wearing to take my deflated cock into his
mouth to suck and bring it up to its maximum length and as hard as an iron
bar.

  I just laid my head back and revelled in the pleasure he gave me as he
sucked and chewed away until my balls said enough was enough and had the
cum generated down below, come charging up to flood his mouth and almost
choking him such was the force that it erupted from the eye of my cock.

  When he'd finished swallowing my cum and licking the head clean, gave the
tip a kiss before sitting up on the sofa, allowing me to move off and onto
my knees to lift up his angel costume to find that his cock was up hard and
ready to be sucked by me.

  This I did and got, I think, about the same amount of his cum to taste
and swallow before releasing him and had him slide off the sofa to push me
down on the big white rug in front of the burning log fire to kiss me.

  Lying there, we kissed and slowly began to get each other's costume off
for us to stroke our naked bodies, being kept warm by the fire until we
were ready for more sex between us.

  I got two cushions off the sofa and got him to place his bum on top of
them and then lay on his back for me to then lift up his legs and put them
onto my shoulders. Holding his thighs up tight to my body, moved in closer
on my knees, also pulling him towards my throbbing cock and had it slowly
enter his ass.

  He gave me a grimace instead of a smile as I entered him, not having had
any lubricant on my cock, but got a big smile from him when I was fully
inside for him feel my erection pulsating away and causing many little
thrills run through his body. Even more so when I began to move in my
fucking of him.

  I managed to last just over five minutes of reaming his canal before
having him feel every emission of my cum to hit and cream the inside,
making him gurgle in the pleasure of having me do this to him.

  When I eventually pulled out of him, getting like squawks from him as I
did so, but not having him suck on me afterwards, it was my turn. Pushing
the cushions to one side, he rolled over for me to get onto my knees and
had him shuffle round to get between my open legs and then have him push
himself up into my ass. I had held my breath as he entered me for again we
didn't have any lubricant and it was only when his thighs were tight up to
the cheeks of my bum did I let it out in one big whoosh. I loved to feel
his beating heart being transmitted through his cock, making my inner
nerves tingle and send shivers up and down my spine, which increased when
he began to move in his fucking of me. Even without lubricant, his cock
smoothly moved back and forth inside me, loving every inch of it and only
wished that it would last longer than it usually did. But alas, this didn't
happen for he was soon holding my hips in a firm grip and was pulling me
back onto his forward thrusting of his cock and then had the pleasure of
feeling his cum shoot out into me.

  Six shots seemed to be the norm, the last being more of a dribble but
just as thrilling to know that he also had the pleasure of being where he
was and being able to release his cum into me, as I was thrilled in
receiving it.

  We remarked later after having him pull out to my dismay, that we both
loved later to feel the cum slowly oozing out from our ass to run down our
legs, reminding us of having had the pleasure of having it been put inside
us.

  We lay there, kissing and stroking each other for a while and believe it
not, we both fell asleep I front of the fire. It was a couple of hours
before I woke up feeling slightly cold because of the fire having burnt up
the wood that had been put inside. So I rolled away from Rhett, having him
give out a groan as I did so, and got up to add more wood to warm us up
again.

  Rhett was now awake and he too got up saying that the washing up of our
dinner things still had to be done, and so the both us, staying naked, did
this and when finished, I didn't argue when he said that he would like us
to go the bed.

  So to bed we went and the first thing we did was to go into the sixty
nine position for us to suck on each other at the same time and take in the
cum that had been generating whilst we had slept in front of the
fire. Having taken each other's cum, we finally kissed the head of our
respective wilting cocks and settled down in each other's arms to fall
asleep again.

  So that had been our first Christmas together since he'd left college and
it wasn't the last.

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