Lisa took a quick look at her daughter in the buff then said “Get ready, we need to leave in a few minutes.” “I was kind of hoping to stay a little longer.” Mother looked at daughter then over her head to me and said “Make it a quickie, ten minutes.” The door closed and Candi dashed back to bed. Over the next few weeks Candi and I kept busy while my dad and her mother managed to get together a few more times but stopped when Frank came back from Germany. About two weeks after Frank returned, I sneaked over to see Candi and we spent a couple of hours heating up our lives, I fired two awesome orgasms into her body. When the tryst was done I got dressed to go home but when I opened her door Frank was standing in asian the hall, he was holding his 9mm pistol. “Son, I found out what you and her are doing and I'm trying to decide if I should shoot your balls off or call the police. Or do both. I'm sure you don’t want me to do either so there is only one way to avoid all that unpleasantness.” I was terrified, the hole in the end of his weapon looked about four inches wide. I couldn't say anything, I wasn't breathing, I was too scared, so he kept talking. “If you want to keep your nuts, if you want to stay out of prison, you better figure out some way to get your mother into a bed with me. If cumshot she fucks with me, I won't fuck with you.” I was staring open mouthed at his back as he walked away. Chapter 5 I go back into my little world, keep my head down, graduate High School early and I’m off to college at 17. It's a small Liberal Arts College several hours away from the home I'm dying to get out of. I just keep on with my earlier routine of getting good grades and having few friends. Who knows? Maybe I'll just be celibate from now on. I live in a dorm and go by my real name, Kevin. My room mate studies a lot, as do I, but he goes home every weekend and I have the room to myself. My sex life consists of masturbating while thinking about the coeds and sorority girls in my classes. There are some really cute ones of course but not a whole lot of variety. They wear the same clothes, do their hair the same. Life is just a parade of varying combinations of breasts and butts and faces. One of my few friends is a hot Goth girl named Christine. She has great tits, and wears what I consider teen to Hardcore be sexy outfits which get me kind of fired up. While most all of the girls on campus just wear shorts or jeans and T-shirts all the time she wears corsets and crinolines and long sleeves and spandex and biker jackets and ankle length skirts and buckled boots and all in black, black and black on black. Her hair has a blue streak dyed into it. She has seven ear piercings! She wears narrow, old lady glasses. We talk about stuff but I don't tell her about my life blowjob as a big sister. I don't show her my panty collection which I'm sorry to say is sadly diminished. I only have the things that happened to be at my house when Twyla and Cindy suddenly went away. None of the great outfits Twyla bought that fit me or the things we bought at the store in the mall after extensive trying on. I still underdress sometimes, panties, stockings, hose. I moved my hands to her thighs, feeling her toned flesh flexing as she worked her pussy. Your tits?” That means lots of young men. Accordingly, when she felt Don's customary "Morning Wood" rubbing up into her butt cheeks, she rubbed right back against him. I had pretty much gotten used to her, but she insisted that hate-fucking was the best fucking and told me to channel all of my frustration from yesterday. Fuck, I wish I could stay and watch you for a blowjob bit but master always likes it when I suck his cock as he watches the new girl get ‘Mindfucked’.” I’ll be cumshot back when its over okay honey, have fun. When the sisters arrived, wearing what was their parents version of clubbing clothes, they soon stripped off and for once, I felt over-dressed. Her eyes rolled back as the device buzzed into life. I reached the base of the hill, loping now, my legs stretching as his scent led me right to the... ¡Madre de Diosa! I was only there for a week and spent the last few days in Hardcore Sydney. As I sat at my desk in the office, I realized that my birth certificate, driver’s license, work history, all my ID teen in fact showed me as a male. asian As soon as he left the room Alex and I giggled at each other like we were 12 again.