Growing Up Chapter3

This one time, Mom dressed me up in a garter and stockings and a corset and black satin panties and also a wig, a short and silvery bob, . The stockings had an embroidered pattern and the corset was stiff and she cinched it tight but the panties were hers and so they fit me loosely with lots of fabric sliding against my skin.

She sits on the bed and takes me over her knees and gently, with a lot of lube from her nightstand, works her fingers into my butt hole, one and then two. The excitement of being penetrated gets my balls all tingly.

Rubbing my crack up and down with lots of slick lubrication she makes sensations zing through my body. I’m grinding into her lap and my dick feels so good through the satin panties I’m wearing added to the silk she’s wearing.

“Cindy, do you know where my special drawer is?”

My little sister lover has been watching from nearby the whole time, enrapt.

“Yes”

“I thought so” she says. “Well be a good girl and bring me the pink vibrator, the slim one. That’s it. We’re going to make your lucky sister a real woman now. She’s all ready.”

I am a little scared but I see Cindy smiling at me and I relax as Mom strokes and fingers my ass cheeks, my butt hole, my balls. The dildo is slim and translucent pink and I am pretty sure I can take it inside me but I’m still nervous. Mommy’s fingers feel good, she is being gentle. The tip of the pink tool presses against my anus and easily slides in with all the lube and preparation. Excitement doubles and my cock gets really hard and chubby. Sliding the phallus in and out of me produces waves of electric tingles. Fingers putting pressure on my crack, above and below my hole adds even more stimulation, like scratching a mosquito bite. Cindy watches me intently and smiles whenever we make eye contact and that makes me more comfortable and heightens my pleasure. I’m easily able to imagine that I’m taking a real penis into my vagina and feeling the pleasures of a woman. I was getting fucked!

I feel a cum about to burst out of me, different than ever before! I gasp and whine and make little girl noises as Twyla speeds up the insertion and withdrawal of the pink rubbery cock in my rectum. It builds up unbearably and with a silent gasp and then a high pitched squeal I flood my panties with spunk. My hips buck and wallow as I fuck into mommy’s lap. She slows the action of the dildo and finally leaves it motionless in my ass. I like the full feeling in there but my body seems to want to push it out.

It pops out into her hand.

“Good Girl,” Mommy coos and pats me and leans down to murmer in my ear. “You’re not a virgin any more. You’re a woman now.” She keeps circling around my anus with wet fingers as I spasm and pant. My penis deflates and squishes around in my wet panties. My goo soaks through to Mommys lap.

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Mom gets me some things she call “cutlets”. They’re like skin colored silicon fake boobs. I have a few bras that they fit just right in (otherwise I wear training bras or a camisole or nothing). Once they warm up they feel like real boobs from the outside, but just numb to me. It’s fun though to go out in public and not look so flat.

Some times we get dressed up and just drive around in the car. I try to get people to look at me in the passenger seat. I wonder what they’re thinking. I even make sexy, fuck me faces at men in their cars. How old do they think I am? Do they think I’m serious? Do I make them sexually excited? Mom sends me in to the gas station to get cigarettes to see if they card me. One time it doesn’t work but another time when my dress and stockings and makeup are really slutty it does work!

We go to restaurants, a Mom and her two daughters. Cindy’s always trying to play with me under the table. As I’m growing down there it’s become necessary to wear some tight safety panties a lot of the time so that my member doesn’t swell up and show. Cindy likes to get her little hands under my skirt or inside my dress and tickle my hole or rub my pecker. It’s fun feeling her tug and stroke me while I’m watching other people in the place just going about their business. Mom gives us sips of wine and sometimes I’ll flirt with a waiter if he’s cute and especially if he’s bashfull. I’ve had to excuse myself to go to the ladies room when Cindy gets me too wound up. I’ve jacked off, sitting in the stall with my panties down, listening to other women pull their underthings down and pee in the toilet.



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I ring the door and Cindy opens it. She’s wearing stockings, nothing but stockings, pulled as far up her skinny legs as they can go! Striped silk stockings with frilly lace at the top, ending just below her little slit. Her bare flat chest pokes out it’s little nipples at me. She looks unbearably cute! Once she sees the expression on my face she squeals and bolts up the stairs. I dash headlong after her tiny butt bouncing at the top of those stockings, her pussy flashing with each double step as she scampers to her room, not getting the door shut in time and I follow her in, flopping down onto the bed. She’s under me, giggling hysterically as I cover her back with my body. My mouth is at her ear.

“I want you little sister”

I’m grinding my crotch into her little ass cheeks. I move my hands down to her naked waist and tickle under her ribs. She shrieks and wiggles and I feel my dick get harder.

“Stop! You’re squishing me!” She drives her elbows down to protect her tickelish zone and I roll off and begin shucking off my tshirt and my pants. She stays on her belly in a defensive position.

Under my loose jeans I’m wearing lace panties of course. Any day I can be sure of not going to P.E. class I’ve got satin on. Sometimes I wear garter and stockings under my loose clothes and I’m sure I look like any other dork but I can get myself hard in class rubbing my dick through my panties and thinking about the girls around me and about Twyla.

I pull my hardened penis out from beneath the blue satin and fit it between Cindy’s buttocks, sliding back and forth. Her giggle changes a bit to heavier breaths. I angle my cock down into the gap at the top of her closed thighs and the top of my shaft rubs against her hairless pussy as I hump and huff in her ear.

“I want to fuck you”

“I’m not ready… it’s not wet yet.”

I slow a bit. My legs are outside of hers and it feels pretty good, rubbing her skin, the silk of my panties scrubbing my ass crack, but I’d rather penetrate her vagina. She is really soo cute!

“Lick it!”. I lift off her. “lick it!, make it wet and then you can put your penis in!”

Cindy lifts her narrow derriere up off the mattress a little and I slide down to be eye to eye with her brown crinkle. I dart my tongue out at it and then drag down toward her pussy. It’s too far to reach. I haul upwards on her hips and pull her well off the bed. She spreads out her legs to stabilize and I get access to her pink slit. I lap and lick and poke and prod and she squeals in a “wow that’s great” way and not an “ew stop” way. She tastes sweet but a little tangy, way cleaner than Twyla’s meaty cunt but the moisture seems to be coming from my saliva and not her body. I sit back up and position myself behind her tight little snatch. Cindy’s arms are spread out on the mattress and her head is turned to the side, resting on her cheek as I stab my erection at her barely unfolded pink flower petals.

“ouch, it’s not wet enough Shonda!” This must truly be my name now.

“get the head wet with your mouth” I say and she rolls over on her back and pouts up at me.

“Ok… big sister.”

I straddle her rib cage and scooch up till my glans rests at her lips and she circles it with her tiny tongue.

“Wetter. Lots of spit!” She bubbles some spittle on the tip and licks the underside like a popsicle. I don’t think that’s going to do it.

“Get some lubrication, from Mommy’s room.” she chirps. Without a second thought I leap from the bed and head for Twyla’s room.

“In the nightstand, by the dildo drawer!” Cindy calls after me.

It’s then that I remember that Twyla has to be somewhere in the house and it happens to be here in her bedroom, on her bed. I see her in a black negligee, lying propped up on her bed as I dash into the room. There’s a half empty bottle of wine on her night stand and as I trot around the bed I see a completely empty one standing next to it.

“Well what are you two up to?” Twyla watches me as I squirt some lube from the bottle onto my hand. I look at her sumptuous tits in the black lace nightie and down between her legs where her brown snatch awaits but I don’t make eye contact. I slather the lube on my stiff pecker and Twyla shifts on the bed.

“Why you little slut! Get up here and show Mommy what you’ve got there.”

I’m slicked up real good and I turn away so I can get back to Cindy and stick my rod in her snug little hole.

“Don’t you run away! I’ve got a job for you… little slut of mine…Shonda!”

I’m back out the door and up onto Cindy’s bed in a flash. She is still waiting with her rump up in the air. She wants my cock, I know she does. I transfer some more lubrication from my hand to her pussy lips and poke a few fingers all the way in to get her good and ready for my penetration. My dick is so hard it is red and it’s shiny with the lubricant.

“Ok, go slow… please… OUCH!”

I don’t go particularly slow, the heat and the tightness make me want to be all the way in, till my belly presses against her buttocks.

“Oooooh… yow!”

I hold still for a minute, fully engulfed in twitching vagina as Cindy spasms and adjusts.

“Are you alright? Do you feel ok?”

“Ya” gasps Cindy and breathes deeply and loudly. “Aaaaaahh….” as I grip her tiny ass cheeks in both hands and pull out and then press back in. She burys her face in the mattress but after several more strokes turns her head again and I feel her push back against me. I lean back a little bit so I can see my hard straight pecker go in and out of her vagina, stretching her labia as I pull back and then pushing them back in as I slide all the way up to my balls, right at the top of those lace trimmed stockings. I slide in. I slide out. I hear Cindy going “uh, uh, uh” and I realize I’m pumping pretty fast now into her. She starts to schooch forward and I drill her down onto the bed so I’m laying on her back when I notice that Twyla is standing in the doorway.

“Look at you little fuckers!” Her voice is heavy and slow with the wine and she leans against the door frame. I change my angle and Cindy spreads her legs so I can get in between them and continue fucking her little cunt. I feel the sensation change in my cock as the shape of her vagina changes and the tingles start working up my legs to my groin. I feel the tensing in my belly.

“That’s right, fuck your little sister! You good girl! You little slut!” Twyla lurches close to the bed and her hand is on my ass, pushing me forward into her daughter’s pussy. She slides her hand down the crack of my butt cheeks inside the panties I still have on and I feel her long fingers tickling my ass hole and push me forward. I speed up my thrusting, almost without controlling it. Cindy is gasping and grunting and Twyla is working her finger into my bum hole. She uses the froth that our fucking has produced to grease my hole and it slips in and touches something inside me and I explode!

“UuuHuunnnnnnggg!”

“Go baby! Cum in her! Shoot that cum!”

My semen squooshes out into Cindy’s pussy as Twyla drives me forward like a finger puppet that she is fucking her daughter with. I get one, two, three contractions and feel the fluid course out of my urethra in gushing tremors. My legs get all rubbery after that much frantic thrusting and after another spasm my arms give out and I collapse onto her tiny frame and then roll off of her to the side.

Cindy was humming and cooing to herself as her pussy lips buzzed from the rapid penetration. Twyla put her face close to her little daughter’s,

“Was that good honey? Did your big sister fuck you good?”

“Mmmm,Hmmmm…”

“Did you like her cock inside you?” She was rubbing Cindy’s ass cheeks and slding her fingertips across her puffy pink vulva.

“Mmmm… yes mommy.”

Twyla kissed her cheek.

“Roll over sweetie, lemme see if there’s cum in there.”

I watched as Mom urged Cindy to roll onto her back and my sister’s legs spread apart. Twyla’s hands went to her daughter’s tender mound and whisked over her lips. Cindy squirmed with over-sensitivity and Twyla squatted down at the edge of the bed, bringing herself face to face with the girls well worked vulva.

“well, there’s something in here I see… some love juice from your sister. Shonda, you squirted some cum up in there didn’t you?” I was lying along side Cindy, propped up on my elbow, and I watched as Twyla’s mouth closed the distance to Cindy’s oozing vaginal opening and her tongue came out and lapped my sperm from her quim.

Cindy gasped and groaned. She spread her legs wide apart and I watched her flat tummy jump and writhe. Twyla delved inside with her tongue and slurped out as much jizm as she could get to and Cindy tensed up and shrieked.

“Oooohhhggggg.. Mommy! Unnnnngh!”

I put my hand on Cindy’s chest and she seized it and squeezed it really hard and I think for sure she was orgasming. Twyla lifted her head and looked at her daughter.

“There baby, there’s a good girl, cum for Mommy.”

She pulled herself up onto the bed and covered her daughter, kissing her face and her lips and wrapping her arms around her and then rolling to the side and we were all on the bed together, grasping and embracing. I nestled into Twylas bossom and snuggled with Cindy and we fell asleep.

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Mommy bought me a French maid outfit and it was presented to me when I arrived one afternoon. They stripped me as soon as I came in the door. Right there in the middle of the living room. I was thrilled!

The whole outfit came in a big silvey box with a bow around it. First was the dress of course, black satin with white embroidered trim. The sleeves were bunchy at the shoulders and very short. The waist was corseted and Twyla snuged it up pretty good so that it made me stand and walk very prim and proper. The skirt was attached and came down to the top of my thighs and there were ruffly petticoats to make it flounce way out. I would have liked to feel the cool satin folds against my pecker as I moved back and forth but Cindy produced a pair of black high cut panties with white trim that I was to wear with the outfit. The panties had white ruffles on the butt like bloomers. There was an apron and white gloves, short and lacy. The neckline of the dress didn’t plunge, but I have no cleavage anyway and Twyla tied a black ribbon around my throat. The stockings were sheer white and turned down at the tops with black lace trim. They were clingy at the top so they stayed up without garters. I even had new shoes, black pumps with 2” heels that fit me perfectly! There was a little maid’s bonnet I wore and Twyla fastened a fall that matched my hair and made me look like I had a wild mane to the middle of my back that needed ribbons to keep it in control. Mom let me show off in the big mirror and I looked super hot! I would love to fuck a girl that looked like me!

I kept staring in the mirror at my gorgeous hair and my legs in the high stockings and my cock was chubbing up but I didn’t have time to think about that, I had lots to do! I had to wear my outfit and make tea for Twyla and Cindy. Part of my job involved a feather duster and I made a great show of walking around the room and whisking at things, reaching up on tiptoe and also bending at the waist to reach things near the floor so that they got a good look at my bottom in the ruffly bloomers

I made tea and served Mom and Cindy with a china tea set that included a sugar bowl, cups and saucers and a little pot of cream.

“Isn’t she a good servant?

“A very pretty servant” says Cindy

I’m trying to be carefull but I’m having trouble mincing about in the new shoes and I slip and spill some tea.