Date: Tue, 19 Apr 2011 09:37:20 +0200
From: John P <jpcrusader06@gmail.com>
Subject: John's Early Learning Chapter 14

			   JOHN'S EARLY LEARNING
				 by John P
			      Copyright 2011

Chapter 14

I'm just home from school and I kiss Mum hello. She hugs me and I feel her
breasts against my chest. My dick stirs and I curse these hormones that
make me perpetually horny. She announces that roast lamb is on the menu
tonight and it's one of my favourites. Her attention goes to the pans and
dishes as a bubbling noise on the cooker takes her away to deal with one of
the pans that is threatening to boil over.

Mum's nice and I've always thought so but she's not a pushover. I've had my
share of being made to do what I'm supposed to do instead of what I wanted
to do, especially in my younger years. Now I'm 14, I look at her
differently. I see her now as a friend rather than an adversary and I'm
appreciative of all she's done for me during my time of growing up. She's a
bit of a looker with her slim shape and long legs and I can see what Dad
saw in her all those years ago. I look Mum up and down while I sit at the
kitchen table, and her bum looks quite small, like a girl's bum, and then
my dick stirs again. She turns and catches me looking, and her wise head
knows what I've been doing. I look away quickly but it's too late.

"Dad's coming home about 7," she says, "and I need to talk to you
about... something."

"Is it about all the spunk in my underpants again?" I ask and she smiles at
me. She's been suggesting that I ask the men who fuck me to wear condoms so
that their spunk doesn't soil my undies and I've told her that they plunge
into me before anything like that gets discussed. To be honest, I want to
feel their hot seed inside me, to feel it shooting as far up inside me as
they can manage. It's funny though, she's never suggested a condom for Dad
when she watches as I take him inside my bum-hole.

"What is it, Mum?" I ask and I can see that she's uncomfortable about
saying what she has to say. She fidgets with the sauce bottle, moving it
from here to there, repositioning the salt and pepper pots. She looks into
my eyes and I see the turmoil in hers but she decides to come straight out
with it.

"Since you've been... pleasing... Dad, he's been insatiable. He won't leave
me alone. It's like being on our honeymoon all over again and I love all
the attention he gives me... if you know what I mean." She blushes and I
find that I'm blushing too.

She continues, "He wants you to do something... different. He wants
something... more." This sounds serious and I'm starting to become a bit
nervous, thinking about what terrible acts he might want me to do. Mum sees
that I'm anxious and goes on, "If you don't want to do it, it's alright,
he'll understand. I know it's a lot to ask."

"What is it, Mum?" I ask and I brace myself for the answer.

"The next time you... please him, he wants you to wear girls' knickers!"
she says, all in a rush.

"Is that all?" I say, smiling with relief.

"You wouldn't mind?" she asks, not quite believing that I would take her
monstrous suggestion so casually. She's taken aback by the ease of my
acceptance of her request.

"If Dad wants to do me while I'm wearing girls' knickers, I don't mind a
bit."

She gets up from her chair, comes round to where I'm sat and hugs me,
kissing my hair and telling me, "Thankyou, thankyou, love. You've no idea
how diificult it was to ask you to do that. I'm so happy you said yes."

What is it with men wanting boys to wear girls' knickers? What's the
attraction? Why does it turn them on so much? Uncle Fred made me wear them
while I pleased all those men. Before Chris fucked me for the first time in
the woods, Uncle Fred had removed my knickers so that he could fuck me
too. Once I'd got used to wearing girls' clothes, it had stopped being
embarrassing, and when I'd seen mens' desire for me in the their eyes, I'd
felt empowered.

I decide to come clean with Mum. She's sensible and incredibly loyal to the
family so I begin to tell her about me and Uncle Fred. I begin though by
begging her not to mention any of what I'm about to tell her to Dad. She
promises of course and I begin.

At first, when I tell her of him molesting me, playing with my little dick,
I can see her fury mounting. When I explain about how much pleasure and joy
he's given me, her face softens and she's obviously forgiving him. When I
come to the part where he's made me wear girls' clothes, it's as if she
understands. At this point, I have to ask her why men do this.

She takes my hand in hers and begins to explain. "It's all about image,
love. All men love sex but they can't handle the fact that they might want
it with another man or a boy. They hide it by getting their sex partner to
wear girls' clothes so they can tell themselves that they are making love
to a girl and not a boy. All perfectly normal and acceptable, you see."

Mum is so wise but I knew that already. Bright though I think I am, this
had never occurred to me. "So Dad wants me to be a girl so he can feel more
comfortable about what he does to me?" I ask and she nods. "And would he
like me to wear a bra too?" I ask, laughing at the idea.

She replies, "Would you mind, love? I know that it would excite him a lot."

"Of course I will, Mum. Whatever he needs," I say and Mum hugs me again. I
realise now that sex plays such a big part in human life and I wonder how
much more I've still got to learn.

Mum says, "I want you to try something on," and checks the pans once more
before leading me upstairs to their bedroom. Once there, she produces a bag
and empties the contents onto the bed. It's a pair of girls' knickers and
one of those little bra things, a training bra. It's a matching pale blue
set, a bit like a bikini, I suppose.

I begin to strip my clothes off and Mum watches me, paying special
attention to my little dick when it comes into view. She tears her eyes
away from me and puts on my training bra, pulling it this way and that till
she's satisfied with how it looks. Turning round and grabbing a hair-brush
from the dressing table behind her, she brushes my longish hair down and
teases it, turning me round so I can look at myself in the mirror. A girl's
face looks back at me and I'm amazed at how good I look. I stand up
slightly to see how the training bra looks and I see my nipples standing
up, erect and showing through the thin fabric. My dick is starting to rise
as I look at this vision of me as a girl and Mum reaches for the flimsy
knickers and wants to fit them on me.

When I turn round so she can put them on me, she can't miss my
erection. She's on her knees and it's there, less than a foot away from her
face. She looks down, knickers in hand, and I raise one foot at a time
until the knickers are around my ankles. As she slides them up my legs, her
eyes are on my dick and I'm looking down, wishing my erection would go
down. My pre-cum has started to leak out and Mum's noticed it. I've been
holding onto her shoulders, balancing myself so that I wouldn't fall over
and, inexplicably, I'm pulling Mum closer to me.

She takes this as a signal and I find my dick in her hot mouth, her tongue
busy with the task of licking up the pre-cum that's rapidly increasing as
the seconds tick by. Her mouth arouses me, the sucking and licking bringing
me to what I know will be a swift conclusion. Her hands are behind me,
grasping tightly my smooth buttocks, and it's only 20 seconds later when my
dick throbs and I'm filling Mum's mouth with my hot spunk. I'm trembling
and shuddering as I shoot rope after rope of potent spunk into her, and
she's swallowing greedily, gulping it all down.

When I've finished shooting, she holds my dick while she licks it clean,
making little sounds that mark her enjoyment of her young son's spunk. As
my dick becomes flaccid again, she says, "That's better. The knickers will
fit now," and I realise then that my erection would have been showing above
the waist-band before Mum took care of it.

Her hands pull up the flimsy knickers and she runs her fingers over them,
feeling my dick and balls, checking the fit. I have to say that it feels
nice to have her fingers touching me through the material and when she
turns me round, her hand on my buttocks feel so wonderful. She pulls them
up tight into my bum-crack and she says, "That looks nice, very sexy," and
I feel happy that, for some reason, I look good in them.

"Oh damn, I'd better go and see what's happening in the kitchen," she says,
suddenly remembering the pans that are simmering on the stove. She dashes
off and I'm left to admire myself in the full-length mirror on her wardrobe
door. I turn around and admire my bum; it looks so nice in these little
knickers. I see that I do indeed look sexy and wonder if Dad will like me
dressed in this particular outfit.

I take my girl-clothes off and put them neatly away in my own
bedroom. After I dress in my own clothes, I go downstairs and I join Mum
again in the kitchen. My homework occupies me for the next half-hour and I
look up from time to time, admiring Mum's bum again and wondering what her
tits look like. Damn, I have to stop this. I go for a bath and make sure
that all my bits are spotless.

At 10 to 7, Dad arrives home and says hi to us, carrying on through the
kitchen to hang his coat up in the hallway and get out of his shoes. On his
return, he ruffles my hair and asks what happened today. Judiciously, I
decide not to mention the episode I had with Mum not long ago. I talk of my
lessons and he's genuinely interested, asking questions from time to time.

Mum serves up the meal and we get started. She asks Dad how the day went
and he gives his usual answer, "Oh, just the usual." Then, out of the blue,
he says, "Oh, I met Jeff's family at lunchtime, you know, that man from
number 23. They were going off to shop for clothes for their
daughter. She's 12 now and a real looker." I look at Mum and she pretends
not to see me. He goes on, "She's got this black hair, real shiny, and it
hangs down over her shoulders. And she's started to sprout, John, if you
know what I mean," and he winks at me. Mum's still not saying anything.

After we've finished eating, evrything's washed up and Dad has started on
the beer. He has a few while we watch TV for the evening and he cuddles me
with one arm while drinking with the other. Mum's knitting something for
somebody and keeping an eye on Dad.

"Shall we have an early night, Jack?" she says and I understand the
significance of the question. He says yes and we all go upstairs to prepare
for bed. I've already had a bath so I get into my bed and wait but this
time I wait naked. I hear the bedtime preparations of my parents, the
washing, the teeth cleaning, and eventually they go to bed.

Five minutes go by and Mum comes into my room and she's holding a
hair-brush. "Are you ready, love?" she asks and I nod. I retrieve my girl
clothes from my drawer and Mum dresses me, pulling this way and that so
that I look sexy. My training bra is snug and my panties feel wonderful
against my skin. Mum brushes my hair down and she tells me that I am a very
pretty girl and that I'm now Joanna. Joanna? What does she mean? "Just go
along with everything he wants. I'll help you."

I'm confused now but Mum leads me to their bedroom and I see that their
light is out but the light from the landing shines in there but not
much. Mum goes in first and I'm directly behind her and Dad can't see me.

"Jack, Joanna is here and she wants to kiss you goodnight." After he says
OK, she moves to one side and we can barely see each other in the poor
light which is the only illumination. I can see his face but the light is
behind me and he can only see my outline. I slowly approach the bed and can
see that he's naked on top of it. His cock is enormous but not yet erect
and I look at it in awe, as I always do.

I bend down to kiss his lips and he actually kisses me, forcing his tongue
into my mouth. Dad's never done this before and it takes me by
surprise. His hands go to my knickers and he feels them, stroking my
hips. He pulls me down onto the bed with him and he feels me up. I'm facing
him and his big hand goes behind me to fondle my buttocks through my
knickers. His tongue is in my mouth and I'm sucking it, wishing it was his
cock, that manly weapon that's stiffening by the second. His free hand
moves up my belly and he grasps my tit, squeezing it and fingering the
nipple and I wince.

Then Mum's voice says softly, "Careful, Jack, she's a virgin," and he
relaxes his grip. "Isn't she lovely, Jack, our daughter? She's old enough
to need her daddy now she's 12. Will you teach her?"

Now I get it and I know what's expected of me. Dad takes his tongue from my
mouth and just kisses my lips, just like you would with a little girl. He's
looking hard at the knickers I'm wearing and the lust is shining in his
eyes.

"Kneel up on the bed, Joanna, so Daddy can see your new outfit," and I
do. Dad is feeling me all over from my legs to my crotch and he feels the
erection I'm now sporting.

"She has a big clitoris, hasn't she?" says Dad, still playing with my
erection and Mum says, "Yes, it's big because she's waiting for her first
time with you." I daren't say anything in case my non-girly voice might
spoil the mood but I decide to whisper instead.

"I like that, Daddy. It tickles," I whisper and it comes out OK, not boyish
at all. "Shall I keep doing it, Joanna?" he asks and I whisper throatily,
"Oh yes, Daddy, do it to me some more." Dad continues his playing with my
dick through my knickers and I'm really beginning to get into the "little
girl" thing. It's turning me on more than I thought it would and I'm
becoming serously aroused.

Mum sees my possible predicament and asks Dad, "Wouldn't you like to see
her little pussy, Jack? She lovely down there," and I turn round,
displaying my bum to Dad. With my back to him, I pull my knickers down a
little so he can see my bum-cheeks. He gently fondles my buttocks and I
feel his tenderness even through those big fingers he has. His fingers
slide down my bum-crack and he reaches my rosebud, my cunt, and his
fingertips stroke me on my cunt.

"Wouldn't you like to see Daddy's willy, Joanna? His thing?" and I whisper,
"Oh, yes, Mummy."

When Mum says, "Well ask him," I turn and whisper coyly, "Can I, Daddy? Can
I see your thingy?"

"Yes, Joanna, of course you can. Come on over here and I'll show you. Move
over this way and you will be able to see it better, baby girl."

He places me in a 69 position and I'm looking at his monster. He's holding
it in his hand, pulling down on it and he preens, trying to impress his
little girl.

I whisper, "Ooh, Daddy, it's so big!" and I know he's pleased.

"Suck it, Joanna, suck it for Daddy," he says and I take in the head of his
cock, licking his salty pre-cum and running my tongue around the
knob. While I do this, Mum says to me, "Do you want Daddy to lick your
little pussy, Joanna?" and I nod the best I can. Dad pulls down my knickers
further and I feel wonderful when he takes my clitty into his mouth
completely and begins to suck it. Dad has never done anything like this
before and I'm shocked. His fingers fondle my balls and his free hand goes
between my legs, searching for my little pussy.

His fingers find my boy-pussy and he tries to insert one inside me but I'm
dry. Mum holds the open jar of Vaseline as Daddy scoops some out and
greases his little girl's pussy. As two of his fingers push into me, I push
out and it's suddenly much easier.

I'm still sucking Daddy's big cock as he's penetrating me and I fondle his
big ball-sac, feeling each of his balls in turn. I smell his manliness, his
masculinity, and I recognise the power he has over women and girls, the
virility of such a man as Daddy. I'm his little girl and I must surrender
myself to him, give myself over to his lust, his desire.

When he finishes greasing me, the time has come. He takes my knickers
completely off my legs and places me on all fours with my legs wide
apart. My virginity is going to be ripped away but I'm glad that it's Daddy
who's going to do it. Mummy holds my hand and I glance up at her and see
that she's completely naked, and her other hand is busy between her legs,
rubbing her lovely cunt. I see her tits for the first time and they are
beautiful, small but with nipples that poke out almost an inch from the
dark aureole. I wish I was a baby again and could feed on them.

Mummy speaks softly to Daddy, "Be gentle, Jack, it's her first time with a
man," and he pushes slowly forward. The knob slides into me when I push out
my sphincter and I grip Mummy's hand tightly. On the next push, two inches
of the shaft are thrust into me and I'm feeling like a tree trunk is being
pushed into my bum. I wince when the next two inches go into me but he
pauses for a minute for my pussy to adapt to his massive cock. Then he
pushes all the way home until his coarse pubic hair scratches my smooth
bum.

Now that he's fully in me, he begins to fuck me slowly. This is feeling
good and it's made even better when Daddy bends forward and I feel his
hairy chest on my back. His hands go under my training bra and he's
pinching my nipples with his fingers and although he's hurting me, I'm
getting more aroused because of it. He kisses my neck and my shoulder and
he begins to speak softly in my ear.

"How's that, Joanna? Do you like to feel Daddy inside you?"

"Ooh Daddy, you make me so full. I love you, Daddy, I love you," I whisper
but it's feeling so good now that I'm afraid I'll spoil it if I use my
voice. My words spur him on and his lust is beginning to take over.

Mum's beginning to lose it and she almost screams at him to, "Fuck her,
Jack. Fuck the little minx. Fuck that big cock into her and make her
scream." She's on the verge of cumming and her filthy talk is sending me
and Daddy much closer to orgasm. He's fucking me harder now and I'm pushing
back at him. He's rutting now and I'm taking all he can give me. I feel so
full, so complete. He's pounding me hard and a tingling in my balls
announces that I'm going to spill my seed.

Almost on the verge of cumming herself, Mummy screams, "Breed her. Fuck
her. Make her cum, Jack. Fuck your daughter!"

Mum shakes all over as her cum hits her and Daddy's cock throbs and jerks
straight after. He pushes all the way into me and holds me tight as his
spunk begins to shoot into me. "Joanna, I love you, I love you, darling!"
and he spurts his white hot potent spunk up into my bowels.

I forget to whisper because I'm so worked up and I say through gritted
teeth, "I love you, Daddy. I love your cock in me. Fuck me, fuck me more!"
He kisses my neck as his sperm pumps and pumps, filling my little pussy and
making me one happy little girl. He's loving me, filling me up with his
love and kissing me. I'm overwhelmed, both by his love for me and the
vigour with which he proves it. He's mated me, bred me and I'm so...
fulfilled.

When he's finished sperming me, he stays in me and rolls us both over so
that I'm facing Mum. Her orgasm is finishing now and she climbs onto the
bed with us and I'm in a sandwich, Dad behind me, plugging my bum-hole with
his big cock so that his spunk stays bottled up inside me, and Mum who
faces me. My eyes are fixed on her long nipples and she moves closer,
leaning up on her elbow and offering one to me. I take it immediately into
my mouth and begin to suckle.

As Dad watches what we're doing, I notice for the first time his scratchy
stubble against my cheek. He's kissing my cheek and I realise that Joanna
is the recipient of this tenderness and not John. His hand strokes my
training bra, feeling for and pinching my nipples lightly, and he watches
with me as Mum breast-feeds me. Her face is serene now, her hand stroking
my forehead as I feed, and I have the most overwhelming sense of
well-being.

"Suck, Joanna, suck Mummy's nipple and you'll be a big girl one day," Mum
croons at me and I suck contentedly. Dad moves his hand from my nipple and
puts his arm across me to stroke Mum's face. She looks from me to him and
back again, smiling at us. My arm goes round Mum's waist as I feed from her
breast and my happiness is complete. Dad loves me, Mum loves me, and I feel
I'm lacking nothing in my life.

Feeding at Mum's breast though is making things "downstairs" begin to stir
and Dad takes my dick between his fingers and thumb and wanks me. I can
smell Mum's sex juices and the cum-laden atmosphere in the room and these,
together with being breast-fed, combine to ensure that I won't last long
before I'm spilling my seed.

Dad's words excite me when he says, "Cum for Daddy, Joanna. Show Daddy what
a good girl you are," and I flex my buttocks as I begin to shoot. My spunk
showers Mum's belly and Daddy's kissing my neck, telling me I'm such a good
girl. He wanks my dick throughout my orgasm and continues to fondle me,
even after the jerks and spasms have stopped. "What a beautiful clitoris
you have, Joanna, so big," he says and although I don't know what a
clitoris is, I'm sure that it must be a good thing.

Mum's fingers gather up some of my spunk from her belly and she pulls her
nipple from my mouth. My disappointment is short lived though because those
fingers are at my lips and I open them to suck in her spunk-covered
fingers, licking my own seed and swallowing. She assures me that eating
sperm will make me into a big girl and she'll talk to Daddy about giving me
lots in the future. I don't let my enthusiasm for this idea show too much
and I just nod.

Daddy's big cock is softening now and I can feel his slimy monster being
expelled from my bum-hole. "Shall I clean you, Daddy?" I ask coyly but he
says that Mummy will take care of that and when I look into her face, I see
that she likes that idea.

I am offered the long nipple again and I suck on it greedily. Dad has his
arm around me and Mum again and I'm content. Mum's fingers play with my
hair as she feeds me and Dad plays with her free nipple, wetting his
fingers first to stimulate her more. It's the last thing I remember as I
drift off into sleep.

The next morning, I wake to find myself in my own bed. I'm still wearing my
training bra and my knickers are on the night stand. The feeling of dried
spunk is all over my bum and when I touch the hole between my legs, I can
feel that Dad's spunk is still running out of me. When I get out of bed to
clean myself up, there is a wet spot on the sheet where I've been sleeping.
As I pass by my parents' bedroom on the way to the bathroom, I see that
Dad's mounted Mum from behind and is forcing that enormous cock into her.
From the sounds she's making, his attentions are not unwelcome.

After I've cleaned the spunk from my body, I go downstairs and grab some
cereal. I'm ravenous after that night of passion and until I turn on the
TV, Mum's squeals and Dad's grunts are clearly audible. Although I'm
watching the screen of the TV, I'm really thinking about where we all go
from here. Mum has got me to play a daughter for Dad to deflower, I've
sucked on the nipples of the woman who bore me 14 years ago and Dad has
become the macho man who sucks and wanks a boy's dick and makes him cum.

Sometime later, when they come down for breakfast, I'm in the kitchen. Mum
looks radiant and Dad looks pleased with himself and I expect some tension
once we're all together. I don't detect any, in fact Dad says, "Anybody
seen Joanna this morning? Is she still in bed?" and Mum laughs. I'm not
sure how to respond but when Dad comes and cuddles me, he says, "Thanks,
John, it was just what I needed," and he kisses my cheek. Mum comes over
and kisses me too and whispers, "Thankyou, love."

When Mum asks, "What do you want for breakfast, Jack?" Dad is quick to
reply, "Just you," and his arms go around her waist and he hugs her.

My parents are behaving like teenagers and I'm embarrassed by their display
of affection. This is just a kid's view, of course, and I'm sure I'll be
just as embarrassing when I find somebody for myself to care about deeply.
And thinking that just reminds me of Chris...

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