Jim's Continuing Journey By Jim Johnson naturechild1@hotmail.com
I had enjoyed his summer at Bill's. I had learned of the joys of feminity. Dressing every day, shaving on a regular basis. Luckily I wasn't hairy at all and just like a real girl my hair was very fair and light. Bill had shown me how to hide my cock when wearing panties and pants so I could pass muster in public, even washrooms. But the summer was over and my parents were returning from their holiday and I would have to go home.
Being 16 causes enough angst in a boy without the pressure of now having to act like a boy again. But at least I had all my own clothes to get dressed up in now, my mother's closet didn't need to be raided anymore. My parent's picked me up at Bill's at took me home. I noticed that it seemed their relationship had changed but couldn't put my finger on it. My parent's always had a one sided relationship with my Mom being the more assertive. Now I found Dad being really subserviant, doing the dishes and laundry more.
My sex life had fallen to zero and worse I was getting teased at school because the mannerisms I worked so hard on all summer kept resurfacing. The girls were OK with it because they knew there was no sexual pressure. The guys didn't like it because to be with me you had to be a fag. One Friday I had told my parent's that I was going out with Bill but it fell through as he had to go out of town. I was depressed and wandered around for a while then headed home. I was going to hide in my room and get dressed, I hadn't dressed in weeks and I was missing the feeling.
I snuck in not wanting them to hear me and got into my room. I picked out a hot pink mini skirt and white lace top. Got out a pink push up pbra and fixed my chest to look like it was real. Slipped on my black patent leather knee high boots and sat in front of my mirror and put on my makeup. My eyelashes were my best feature, they were long and sexy and with mascara it accented them. Then I got out my curling iron and did my hair. There complete, now maybe I could go out and find a guy. That thought passed quickly out here in the 'burbs. That's when I heard something unusual from the basement.
I snuck down and peered around the corner. There was my dad on his knees sucking another man's cock. My dad had on black panties and heels with a leather collar around his neck. The other man had a leather hood over his face and was chained to the roof. My mom was in a chair dressed in the sexiest leather outfit I had ever seen. It was a simple strap bra letting her pierced nipples hanging out a chain attached to the rings. A leather garter and hose, thigh high boots with 4 inch heels. Her feet were resting on another man and a naked woman was between her legs servicing her.
"Mistress, look what I found!" A woman came from behind me, must have been in the bathroom. I was mortified to see my parents carrying on so as well as my own dress. My Mom got up leaving the others with there faces down as she strode to wear I was. I was mesmerized watching her breasts sway, especially with the chain and rings. Her pussy was framed by a thich black pubic bush, her legs glistened with kisses from her slaves.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my......"she stopped as recognition kicked in, "Jim? What the hell? Upstairs this instant young...lady." And she marched me up and sat me down. Her body was all I could see, all I could concentrate on. She talked to me for an hour and sent me to my room with the stern warning not to change.
A couple hours later she came up, dressed this time in robe. She had my dad behind her on a leash, his face covered with a leather hood with only breathing and eye-holes. She explained to me that her and dad were Mistress and slave and had been since before I was born, she explained how they had kept the secret because their desires were not the "norm". I sat there as Jane watching the emotion and my dad's total obedience. They accepted that this was my choice and that she would support it. She was bi as was my dad, by her choice, and that being gay was OK.
My own emotions overwhelmed me and I began to cry and mom comforted me, my dad crawled close to my leg to show his concern. To many we were a fucked up family but we all accepted each other and beng in the open was extremely healthy for our family. Now my mom could Mistress Tanya, bitch from hell, and my dad could be slave stan. It became our lifestyle, I dressed as Jane often and while I have never felt like a woman trapped in a man's body I have discovered I am a man who needs to dress as women do.
Just before my 17th birthday my Mom decided that I should be introduced to her slaves, but only her male ones. She dressed me in a school girl outfit, white shirt, mid thigh tartan with the big pin, knee high socks and pumps. She took me to the basement playroom where 3 men were shackled to the wall, one being my dad. She put me on my knees and commanded me to suck the first man. I took his long cock into my mouth and deep throated him until orgasm. The next man was to cum on my face and hair, Mom wanted me to look like a whore. SO I masturbated him with my face close and let him cum all over my face, chin and hair. The next man in line was daddy.
"Look at your whore daughter prick, see what you have done to her. See the cum oin her face because of the work you are. You will cum in your daughters mouth and love it cocksucker." With that I took my dad's 6 inch cock and easily sucked him to completion, he didn't last long with the image of his "daughter" sucking him.
Then Mistress Tanya took dad and had him remove my panties and whispered a command.
"Gentlemen, you will fuck my daughter's slut ass and I will finish by fucking the cum you have put in her ass."
Mom bent me over a horse like object and tied my wrists to it and my ankles, leaving my ass bare and exposed. The first man entered me dry and I cried in pain but quickly relaxed as the warm feeling of cock in my ass consumed me. His cock was nice sized and he came after a few minutes and I could feel the cum shoot. The next man entered my lubed ass easily and he was longer than the first man. I felt so full with his cock in me, and my own cock was hard as rock longing to feel him shoot. He finally came but I couldn't feel it very well.
Then Dad entered and fucked me like a wild man, my Mom encouraging him to fuck his little girl, finally she commaned him to cum and he shot the most powerful cum shot I had ever felt. I almost came but Mom grabbed my cock and squuezed giving me the orgasm without shooting.
That was the day I felt we became a family, so open to each others sexuality and feelings. We are close to this day and through this it will remain that way.
If you would like to hear more let me know, this is te 3rd I have written from fact. I would like to hear from anyone as there is more to tell, but only if people want to hear it.
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