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Sweet Sixteen - Part 15: Conclusion free porn video
Sweet Sixteen
Part 15
By Beverley Ann Miles
Alex opened the door to see Gayle sitting on the bed. On Alexandra's
bed.
"This room was never like this when it was mine," she said to Alex as
he stood in the doorway. He was surprised to see her here, and it took
him a while to realise what she had said.
"You mean," he asked, "that Daniel had you before he had me?"
She smiled, and shook her head. "No. This was my bedroom when I
grew up. Didn't you know, the old pervert is my father?"
Alex shook his head, eyes wide in surprise.
"Anyway, it's a nice room--for a little girl. But as I was a little boy at the
time, well, it looked a bit different!"
"Why are you here?" he finally managed to ask.
"Ah, well the old goat twisted my arm--as he needs a forth for his
photography sessions--plus I wanted to see what had become of the little
boy that I turned into a young woman. If you remember, I told you I
would make it all worth your while, getting you to wear girls clothes!"
Alex nodded, and walked over to her. They hugged each other, then sat
down together to try and plan what they would be doing.
"As we've got this lovely room, we should at least get some pictures of a
young girl being abused by her wicked uncles! Then perhaps the maid in
the kitchen, and the slut in the bedroom." Gayle had lots of ideas, for
images and positions--more than enough for one session.
So, in the bedroom, her two uncles--Dan and Jeremy each bounced
Alexandra on their 'lap', whilst the other stood in front--their outstanding
members acting as a dummy. Then in the kitchen, the maid was tied to
the table--Alex was laid on his back across it, with his wrists and ankles
tied to the legs, so that his hips were at one edge, and his head fell
backwards over the other. Jeremy's long penis was lodged deep in his
throat, whilst Daniel's huge member fucked his arse.
Gayle egged them on, and posed them, although she seemed slightly
reticent at touching her own father. She went so far as to wank and even
suck Jeremy's cock when it was looking a bit lax, but would not go near
Daniel's. When Alex was changing for the last set of photos, he asked
Gayle about it.
"I don't know why." Gayle replied, "Maybe I'm afraid I'll enjoy it too
much! I know he's impressive... I just never have. I suppose I think it
would be wrong."
"Wrong?" said Alex. He wondered how many times he'd heard that
recently: Debbie, Clive, Claire, Vicky, and now Gayle--with her track
record! "Can I make a small plea for consistency?" he added. "You've
sucked off loads of men, including me and--I assume--my father... why
not your own. I'm sure he won't object!"
"I'm damn sure he won't--he's been after me for a long time."
"So why not give in? You know you'll enjoy it!" Alex challenged.
*****
For the last session, both Alex and Gayle appeared dressed identically;
black bra, panties, suspender belt stockings and high heels. Getting
changed, Alex finally saw what he had only known before--that Gayle
was still a man between the legs. OK she'd had plastic surgery to
feminise her face and body, but she still hadn't gone the whole way.
Deliberately, Gayle left the camera behind, so that when they strutted
into the bedroom, they were unencumbered, and each fell to their knees
in front of their man; Alex with Daniel, and Gayle with Jeremy.
Simultaneously, they reached up, and pulled at the men's cocks, and
placed them into their mouths. Together they licked and sucked until
each penis was solid--and ready for use, then they climbed up onto the
bed, and removed their panties. On hands and knees, they thrust their
arses towards the men.
Daniel and Jeremy had worked out what was happening now, so co-
ordinated themselves as they stood between the legs of their respective
partner. After all the previous sessions Alex had been well stretched and
welcomed Daniel in with ease, but Jeremy took a bit more time to get
inside Gayle--especially to his full depth.
When both were fully in, they started to fuck. Gayle was soon lost in
pleasure, and started to moan and whimper. She struggled out of her bra
so that now she was only clad in suspender belt, stockings and heels.
Jeremy leant forward, to lay along her back, and reached round her to
fondle her breasts, whilst he pumped her rear with his long strokes. Alex
and Daniel stopped, and watched the show--Gayle was so engrossed she
didn't notice the lack of synchronicity.
Alex turned to Daniel, and whispered something to him--he was
delighted with the idea, his purple engorged member still twitching in
time with Jeremy's thrusts. Then Alex whispered to Jeremy, whose
reply was to smile and nod, and increase his activity. Gayle was crying
out with every thrust of Jeremy's rod--he was now using the entire
length--and Gayle was bucking back and forth below him.
Alex slid across the bed, and kneeling in front of Gayle, grabbed her
head and guided it to his own stiff member. Delightedly, she gobbled it
in, as Alex reached forward, and took over breast fondling duties from
Jeremy, who stood upright, and grasped Gayle's hips, to better control
his fucking.
Jeremy's strokes became slower and more deliberate, the back and forth
plunging the full eight inches of shaft only keeping the knob inside. A
look of profound relief on his face, and a slickening of the shaft indicated
he had climaxed, but he kept pumping.
Then with a nod to Daniel, he pulled out, and quickly stepped away so
that Daniel could take his place. It was done so quickly--between thrusts-
-that Gayle had no idea that it was her father behind her now. But as
soon as he thrust in, the extra stretching of her ring told her that
something was different--bigger. But Jeremy's spendings had lubricated
the way by then, and it was too late; the huge knob was in and the thick
shaft following.
She started to struggle but realised it was no use--she was gagged and
held by Alex and Daniel, and her arse filled with her fathers huge cock.
Once it was in to it's full depth, he did not wait for his 'daughter' to get
used to it, but began to fuck in and out immediately.
Alex had a clear view of Daniel's massive member thrusting in and out,
distending Gayle's anal ring with its size, and the vision was enough to
trigger his own climax. He'd been aroused throughout much of the photo
session, so the pressure had been building for a long time before Gayle--
the expert cocksucker--had taken him in. His penis bucked and throbbed,
spewing several hours worth of tension into her hungry mouth. But
Gayle was distracted by the effects of being buggered by her own father,
and some of the fluid escaped her practised lips to trickle down his shaft.
Freed of her gag, Gayle joined in with her father's cries, both breathing
in time with the thrusts, before Daniel collapsed forward, pinning Gayle
to the bed as he finally pumped his semen into her rectum. For a few
moments there was silence, then a muffled yell prompted Daniel to
move, and roll off his daughter's body.
She looked at her father, eyes like fire, and said, "Don't you ever do that
again--without making sure I'm properly tied up first!" Then she smiled,
and looked at Alex: "You're right, size matters!".
*****
As before, the new photos were put onto Daniel's web site. Daniel had
made it pay per view, but that still meant that anyone with an opportunity
could see them.
Alex's father was on-line in the motel room. He did a lot of his work that
way, using various links to communicate with his office, but he also had
his own I.D. and account, so that his more esoteric tastes would not be
available to his employers. It was a useful system, and had allowed him
to meet new friends and arrange for very specific 'company' on his
travels around the country.
Of course, once you were into your area of interest, there were lots of
links to other similar sites in that community, so it was only a matter of
time before he came across Daniel's web page. He'd been avoiding the
pay-per-view sites at first, but a few e-friends had suggested this one
was good, so he bit the bullet and went in.
Most of the views featured the same young cute she-male; the outfits
and settings were fun and imaginative, and the men dominant and
extremely well hung. It was quite a few minutes before he realised that
he recognised the she-male. His own son!
He printed off one view--with a clear view of Alex's face, and shut down
the computer. Then he retreated to the bed, to think about what he was
going to do.
It explained why he had found the she-male magazine in Alex's room,
but... He could hardly condone his own son for practising something
that he himself enjoyed, but... Who were the men? Had there been
many? Did it matter?
He looked at the photo again. In it Alex was clearly enjoying himself,
which gave the lie to the images where he had looked like he'd been
under duress, and found that he was aroused. He wanked himself off to
the image of his own she-male son being fucked by another man.
'What do I do now?' He wondered.
*****
Alex was in the stockroom at the end of the day when Debbie called him
over to the 'phone.
"Who is it?" he asked.
"Hi Alex, it's me." He heard his Dad's voice on the line.
"Dad! What's wrong?" Alex responded quickly--he knew his father
would not come through on this line, during work time, if it wasn't an
emergency.
"Nothing. It's just that I'll be getting home earlier than I planned, and I
was going to offer you a lift home from work."
Alex thought frantically--he had no male clothes at the store anymore--
he was changing either at home, or at Daniel's place. He couldn't meet
his father dressed like this!
"Are you sure?" he asked "I mean the traffic at this time in town is bad.
You don't want to come in just for me. I'll get the bus."
"No, it's no trouble at all. I'm in town anyway, doing some shopping, so
I'm parked close by."
Alex was beginning to get worried. "Where are you?"
"Look behind you."
Alex turned. Leaning against the door frame at the entrance to the
lingerie department, Alex saw his father--mobile phone to his ear. He
saw the hand holding the phone drop, and heard the line go dead at the
same time, then his father walked towards him.
It was obvious that his father could see what he was wearing, so there
was no point in hiding. He stood, waiting for his father to come over.
"Do you know" his father began "Not only have I never seen you in this
uniform--it's much better than the other one--but I've never seen where
you work before. It took me quite a while to find you, you know.
Probably because I kept asking all the staff if they knew where my son
was!" He was smiling as he said it.
Hesitantly Alex smiled back "It's a long story..."
"Which you can tell me over dinner." his dad completed.
Debbie and Vicky came up, and Alex introduced them. They acted as if
Alex were a girl throughout, and Alex's dad did not bat an eyelid when
they did.
"Look, I'm interrupting your work" he exclaimed once the introductions
were over "I'll go get the car, and meet you outside at closing time, OK."
"OK." said Alex.
"See you soon," said his father, who much to Alex's surprise, leant
forward, and gave him a fatherly kiss on the cheek, then turned and left.
*****
"I think" began Alex "That the game is up!"
"What are you going to do?" asked both his friends.
"Well, what can I do? I'll go home, have dinner, and answer his
questions. You never know, it might be OK." he replied hopefully.
It was only five minutes to closing time, so Debbie let him go early, in
order to get himself together before meeting his dad--in girl mode--
outside. He told Daniel that he would not be needing a lift, but did not
explain why, then grabbed his coat and shoulder bag, and went down to
the entrance.
His father's car was already there, engine running. Alex got into the car,
skirts and low seats giving him no problems, leaned over and kissed his
dad 'hello', and pulled on his seatbelt.
"So" he began, once the car was underway and threading through the
busy town centre traffic "Am I in trouble?"
His father was concentrating on driving, but replied "Probably. But that
doesn't mean there's a problem." He quickly flashed a smile, then
returned his attention to the road. They stayed silent for the remainder of
the journey.
On reaching home, they parked on the drive, and entered the house
together.
"Do you want me to get changed?" asked Alex, once the front door was
closed.
"Oh yes. That uniform is OK, but it's not as good as most of your
clothes. Go put something a bit, well..." he looked embarrassed "a bit
more sexy, on?"
Alex hurried up to his room, his mind racing. What did his father know?
and what would he consider sexy?--and why?
He took off his uniform, and regarded his underwear--a white satin and
lace set. Clad only in lingerie, he dived into the wardrobe, and rifled
through it, to pull out a short wrap-around black skirt, and a tight fitting
low cut blouse in purple satin. He decided to change his underwear, and
switched to the old favourite lilac short basque and thong set, with a pair
of sheer nearly black lace top stockings, and black suede court shoes
with a four-inch stiletto heel. He then wrapped around the skirt--it was
just long enough to cover his stocking tops when standing; when
bending to sit he would flash lace and possibly bare thigh. The blouse
accentuated his breasts and figure, and the neckline just revealed the lace
of the basque beneath.
He ran a brush through his hair--it was past his shoulders now, and
reapplied his lipstick--something darker than the pink he wore during the
day, then went downstairs to meet his father.
*****
His dad looked up from the sofa, then jumped up to better appreciate the
view.
"Wow!" he announced. "You are one attractive young lady!" He paused.
"We always wanted a boy you know, your mother and me. We'd
decided they were less trouble!" He laughed. "In retrospect, we were
right." He handed Alex a sheaf of photographs--all downloads from the
net, of Alex 'performing'.
"All I want to know" he continued "Is that you are OK, that you enjoy
what you do, and no-one is breaking any laws. After all, I am still your
legal guardian."
Alex smiled with relief, and answered "Yes, I'm OK. I love dressing
and looking like this." He waved the photos "I like doing this... although
I shall be having words with the photographer--these were supposed to
be for private use only! And as far as I know, I don't think I've broken
any laws. Happy?"
"Yes. So, do you want to keep on doing all this? Dress like this every
day?"
Alex nodded.
"Well in that case, I can only see one problem?"
"What's that?"
"Well the mere sight of you turns me on. I've got a massive hard-on in
my trousers that needs dealing with, and I suspect it will be the same
every time I see you like this." He was right, Alex could see the bulge in
his trousers.
"So what do you want me to do? Stop dressing like this?" he indicated
his outfit.
"Oh no... I just need you to, er, relieve the pressure."
"Ahhh."
Alex led his father over to the sofa, and sat on the edge of the cushion,
with his father standing before him.
"I think you have to tell me exactly what you want Daddy." he said.
"Unfasten my trousers." His father instructed. Alex reached up, undid
the belt, and the button an the waistband, and slowly unzipped the fly.
The trousers fell down around his father's ankles, revealing a bulging
pair of boxer shorts.
"Now pull down my shorts." His son licked his lips, then inserting his
fingers inside the elasticated waist eased the shorts down, to expose the
bloated tool. Once released, it sprung up to attention, long thick and stiff,
the purple knob smoothly crowning the veined shaft. The length
disappeared into the bush of his pubic hair, whilst his swollen balls
rested against his thighs.
"Oh Daddy!" said Alex "He's quite beautiful."
His father smiled down "I'm glad you think so. Now, take it in your
hands, and stroke it."
Alex reached back up again, and traced the length with his fingers, then
grasped the shaft with one hand, and pulled down, to unpeel the foreskin
from the knob. The shaft was as long as Daniel's, and had the girth of
Jeremy's... very nicely proportioned--big but not too big for easy
pleasure.
"Kiss the end." Alex did so, leaving a small glob of saliva over the slit.
"Lick the shaft." Up and down, several times, until it gleamed.
"Suck me." At last.
Alex pulled the straining member down until is was level with his
mouth, then opening wide, dived down upon it. It filled his mouth
comfortably, leaving room to swing his tongue around the shaft. He
gripped with his lips and began to suck, whilst caressing the end with his
tongue. Alex's dad began to buck his hips, and Alex held still so that his
mouth could be fucked.
"Oh yes, that's so good." moaned his father.
But what started as a gentle motion became more energetic, the cock
thrusting deeper and harder, so that eventually every thrust forced Alex's
head back as the penis filled his mouth. Alex thought his father must be
about to cum, but the frenzied fucking suddenly stopped as his father
withdrew, and he grabbed Alex's shoulders and forced him onto his
knees, then twisted him round and forced his body down onto the sofa.
Alex felt his skirt ripped up, and fingers in his crevice as the thong was
pulled to one side, then his buttocks were spread so the rounded dome of
his knob could rest against his anus.
"Daddy! Please!" he cried out. But please yes, or please no, he wasn't
quite sure.
The pressure against his sphincter increased, and he felt his ring begin to
open as his fathers cock insinuated itself into the tight anal passage. Once
the knob was in and secure, Alex's father grasped Alex's hips and pulled
himself forwards, remorselessly pistoning his shaft deep into his son's
rectum.
In to full depth, his father paused, and lay down along Alex's back so he
could whisper crudely in his ear. "Is this what you wanted you little cock
teaser?" Alex nodded. "To be Daddy's Girl?" He nodded again. "See
what I meant about you being in trouble?"
"Oh yes. But this is trouble I can cope with."
"So what do you want?"
"Please fuck me Daddy. Fuck me long and hard and deep, and shoot
your hot sticky cum into me!" Alex pleaded. Now he thought he knew
how Claire felt--to be in the thrall of a close family member. He couldn't,
and didn't want, to resist his father.
"Good girl. That's my best girl. Daddy's special girl."
With that, he withdrew fully, then forced his way back in again, and
began to fuck his son's arse. They bucked together, Alex's cries muffled
as he was driven into the sofa cushions by his fathers savage thrusting.
Again he pulled all the way out, and then turned Alex onto his back,
hooked his legs over his arms, before grasping Alex's buttocks and
plunging back in. Alex, smiling, reached out and pulled his fathers head
down to his own. They bent forward and kissed each other, fully on the
lips--Alex felt his father's tongue in his own mouth.
Alex always got aroused when he sucked someone off or had his arse
fucked, but he'd never climaxed. But this time was different. He loved
his father, and to share so intimate an act was too much. His own cock,
full to bursting, spewed sticky come up the inside of his blouse, soaking
it. The action caused his anal ring to spasm and tighten, milking his
fathers member, and triggering his flood.
Still kissing, they collapsed together onto the sofa.
"Thank you Daddy." said Alex. "Can we do that again please?"
"Every time I come home." replied his father "Count on it!"
The End--after all, you can't stay Sweet Sixteen forever...
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