What's up? I want to start by saying that this story, to some people, may seem aberrant, but for me it has been the greatest joy of my life and one of my best sexual adventures.
My name was Ismael, now I like being called MIRSHA, I'm a well-positioned trans girl in agricultural and field matters, I have a small ranch on the outskirts of Jalisco state, I am currently 38 years old and physically don't consider myself very attractive but if I have an agreeable presence and very feminine features, brown hair, sun-kissed skin, 1.80 meters tall and 78 kg weight, black eyes, black hair, due to inheritance I'm very curvy, so I have a great booty that drives many crazy, I exercise and my legs are very hard and in general my whole body is well worked out, I have a pair of boobs on my tits that were worth paying for the increase because due to hormones they didn't grow much. A widow for two years, I live with my father and my 23-year-old son Daniel.
With him this story begins, so I'll describe Daniel in more detail. He's 1.75 meters tall, weighs around 74 kg, and is everything opposite of me, white, green-eyed, soft-featured, reminds me a lot of his mother, has well-defined pectorals and abdomen due to having practiced sports since childhood, and doesn't have much hair, just a slight line that runs across his chest to his navel where it becomes thicker at his pubis. He's generally very handsome, as he usually has more than three behind him.
Before I got married, I had relationships with both men and women, which ended when I committed to my late husband out of respect and because he deserved all my love and attention. Although before she died, I couldn't help but sneak glances at my son from the kitchen window that looked onto a small basketball court I installed for him. I would spend hours gazing at his body glistening with sweat. and the light of the sun. And although I was invaded by shame for getting excited with my own son, I couldn't help it.
One night, after a year of having died my wife whom I relied on during my transition from man to woman, I found myself in the living room of my house taking some shots of tequila, since it was the weekend and I had had a very heavy day in the field, when suddenly I heard the pickup truck of my son pull up next to the entrance, slam the door shut behind him, on his face reflected a scowl of disgust, he wore typical country man attire, boots, cowboy pants, and a green plaid shirt that accentuated his eyes. Without saying anything, he threw himself down beside me, I took away the tequila bottle from my hand and he drank it in one gulp, looked at me and asked if we could serve another round, to which I nodded with my head, our relationship had always been very honest and open, so I felt motivated to ask him what was wrong. - Nothing, just that my girlfriend sent me to hell, the slut of my girlfriend sent me to the devil, she only uses me. He drank another shot of tequila.
I passed a hand over his neck and started caressing his hair, trying to calm him down and comfort him a bit. He told me he felt very sad and wanted to get drunk, that if I wanted to take a drink with him, I should know that he wasn't used to drinking, in other words, he had never done it before, so I was surprised by his attitude that night, but I finally understood.
As the Night advanced, the heat increased and after two bottles of tequila, Daniel could only stammer, while I was feeling very calm. The heat made him dizzy and began to take off his shirt and boots, leaving me with a view of that torso that provoked me, tried to divert my gaze, since I knew it wasn't correct to feel this way about my son, but I couldn't help looking at him, so close to me, I could feel his breathing, and his hands brushing against my leg, began to excite me.
Suddenly he got very close to my face and with a voice
Interrupted I wondered if he wanted it because he loved me so much since it was the only thing left to him, and he approached to kiss my cheek, then gave me another kiss and another one, that somehow turned me on and I felt my thong starting to tighten due to the swelling of my cock. The Tequila did its effect and after the last kiss he collapsed onto my shoulder, feeling his warm breath on my neck and a thousand lustful ideas passed through my mind, I couldn't take it anymore, I moved a little and approached my son, began to caress his chest and my tongue parted his lips and I melted into a kiss with him, passionate, very horny, my tongue savagely entered and covered every millimeter of his mouth while my saliva went in and out between our mouths, with my left hand caressing him and with my right started to take off my clothes, unbuttoning my blouse along with the bra and then lowering my skirt and thong rose, freeing my 5 cm cock. (I never had a very large penis and I'm glad because if not I wouldn't know how to put myself in and use my mini thongs) this came out and already showed a little pre-seminal liquid.
I got up and reclined completely on Daniel on the sofa, brought my dick to his face, opened his mouth and taking him by the back of the neck let everything my sex go into his interior, I couldn't believe it I was having sex with my own son, even in his state of unconsciousness seemed to enjoy it as he began to emit small gasps, which I assumed he liked and that made me even hotter, I could feel how his tongue clashed with the head of my penis and his teeth rubbed against my shaft producing a little warmth but very pleasant. Sometimes his body would shudder and from his throat would emit a gurgle due to the asphyxia caused by my cock entering and leaving violently from his mouth - Ah! That's tasty, that's my little one, suck my cock, who is your mom, mmmmmmmm, ahhhhhhh, ohhhh¡¡¡¡¡¡- I had my son all for me, with no major resistance, my testicles clashed frenetically with his beard, I was like that for about 20 minutes, considering that since my wife died, Daniel hadn't had sex again, suddenly in a strange movement of his throat, like sucking, made me shudder so much that I started to come in his mouth, filling his face and chest with such violent explosion.- ahhhhhhhhhh, that makes me cum, all my milk!!!!!- I sat next to him to recover a bit from what had happened, while he cleaned up, my penis was still erect, modesty aside, I can hold out sexually for a long time, a little dazed, I looked at the bulge in Daniel's pants and thought about helping him release all that tension that had accumulated, and the idea of a cow passed through my mind, I quickly unbuttoned his pants and was surprised to see he wasn't wearing underwear, and his cock literally bursting out of them, it was a much bigger member than mine, not circumcised but the head poked out from under a very red skin, his balls were very large and full of clear hair, I leaned over him and started pulling it, he began to moan with pleasure again, and also twisted a little, didn't take long for him to come with several shots of semen that splashed everywhere. Once more I cleaned up, took him in my arms and prepared to take him to his room. We entered, he lay down as best he could, still hard, so I went to get cream from my bedroom, when I got to his bedroom he was masturbating and only said: -Let me penetrate your beautiful ass.- Not too late or reluctant, I applied cream to his penis and sat on him, like it was a comforter, my son's member going in and out of my dilated anus, while my penis started to get erect again, little by little, until I felt his cum filling my intestines, hot again from my intestine, he moved and adjusted himself so that I could be like a dog, and he could come at me, even wanting to feel his testicles inside me, I never would have imagined that being my trans father, my own son would end up fucking me and giving me pleasure, and I pleasing him, while he was fucking my ass, and he was screaming with pleasure; it won't be long before I ask him to give me a spanking, pull out a belt from his drawer and like it's a whip, he'd hit my ass, never in my life had I reached such ecstasy and orgasm when I least expected it, my cock came out of my pants and semen straight onto the bed with my hand as I could take it and eat it. My son asked me to come again and then asked me to swallow his semen, which I agreed to as the slut trans woman that I am.... That night we slept together, our relationship changed starting from that adventure, every night we fuck now and I'm his little wife. Months passed and I accepted ending my transformation into a woman and well, I'll tell you who gets to try out my new vagina.
This is not the end of the story yet there's still a lot more to come, but I'll tell you that later because I also have a collaboration with my son, but I'd also like to hear your opinions, you can write to me and tell me about yourselves, I promise that everyone who writes to me will get a response.
My name was Ismael, now I like being called MIRSHA, I'm a well-positioned trans girl in agricultural and field matters, I have a small ranch on the outskirts of Jalisco state, I am currently 38 years old and physically don't consider myself very attractive but if I have an agreeable presence and very feminine features, brown hair, sun-kissed skin, 1.80 meters tall and 78 kg weight, black eyes, black hair, due to inheritance I'm very curvy, so I have a great booty that drives many crazy, I exercise and my legs are very hard and in general my whole body is well worked out, I have a pair of boobs on my tits that were worth paying for the increase because due to hormones they didn't grow much. A widow for two years, I live with my father and my 23-year-old son Daniel.
With him this story begins, so I'll describe Daniel in more detail. He's 1.75 meters tall, weighs around 74 kg, and is everything opposite of me, white, green-eyed, soft-featured, reminds me a lot of his mother, has well-defined pectorals and abdomen due to having practiced sports since childhood, and doesn't have much hair, just a slight line that runs across his chest to his navel where it becomes thicker at his pubis. He's generally very handsome, as he usually has more than three behind him.
Before I got married, I had relationships with both men and women, which ended when I committed to my late husband out of respect and because he deserved all my love and attention. Although before she died, I couldn't help but sneak glances at my son from the kitchen window that looked onto a small basketball court I installed for him. I would spend hours gazing at his body glistening with sweat. and the light of the sun. And although I was invaded by shame for getting excited with my own son, I couldn't help it.
One night, after a year of having died my wife whom I relied on during my transition from man to woman, I found myself in the living room of my house taking some shots of tequila, since it was the weekend and I had had a very heavy day in the field, when suddenly I heard the pickup truck of my son pull up next to the entrance, slam the door shut behind him, on his face reflected a scowl of disgust, he wore typical country man attire, boots, cowboy pants, and a green plaid shirt that accentuated his eyes. Without saying anything, he threw himself down beside me, I took away the tequila bottle from my hand and he drank it in one gulp, looked at me and asked if we could serve another round, to which I nodded with my head, our relationship had always been very honest and open, so I felt motivated to ask him what was wrong. - Nothing, just that my girlfriend sent me to hell, the slut of my girlfriend sent me to the devil, she only uses me. He drank another shot of tequila.
I passed a hand over his neck and started caressing his hair, trying to calm him down and comfort him a bit. He told me he felt very sad and wanted to get drunk, that if I wanted to take a drink with him, I should know that he wasn't used to drinking, in other words, he had never done it before, so I was surprised by his attitude that night, but I finally understood.
As the Night advanced, the heat increased and after two bottles of tequila, Daniel could only stammer, while I was feeling very calm. The heat made him dizzy and began to take off his shirt and boots, leaving me with a view of that torso that provoked me, tried to divert my gaze, since I knew it wasn't correct to feel this way about my son, but I couldn't help looking at him, so close to me, I could feel his breathing, and his hands brushing against my leg, began to excite me.
Suddenly he got very close to my face and with a voice
Interrupted I wondered if he wanted it because he loved me so much since it was the only thing left to him, and he approached to kiss my cheek, then gave me another kiss and another one, that somehow turned me on and I felt my thong starting to tighten due to the swelling of my cock. The Tequila did its effect and after the last kiss he collapsed onto my shoulder, feeling his warm breath on my neck and a thousand lustful ideas passed through my mind, I couldn't take it anymore, I moved a little and approached my son, began to caress his chest and my tongue parted his lips and I melted into a kiss with him, passionate, very horny, my tongue savagely entered and covered every millimeter of his mouth while my saliva went in and out between our mouths, with my left hand caressing him and with my right started to take off my clothes, unbuttoning my blouse along with the bra and then lowering my skirt and thong rose, freeing my 5 cm cock. (I never had a very large penis and I'm glad because if not I wouldn't know how to put myself in and use my mini thongs) this came out and already showed a little pre-seminal liquid.
I got up and reclined completely on Daniel on the sofa, brought my dick to his face, opened his mouth and taking him by the back of the neck let everything my sex go into his interior, I couldn't believe it I was having sex with my own son, even in his state of unconsciousness seemed to enjoy it as he began to emit small gasps, which I assumed he liked and that made me even hotter, I could feel how his tongue clashed with the head of my penis and his teeth rubbed against my shaft producing a little warmth but very pleasant. Sometimes his body would shudder and from his throat would emit a gurgle due to the asphyxia caused by my cock entering and leaving violently from his mouth - Ah! That's tasty, that's my little one, suck my cock, who is your mom, mmmmmmmm, ahhhhhhh, ohhhh¡¡¡¡¡¡- I had my son all for me, with no major resistance, my testicles clashed frenetically with his beard, I was like that for about 20 minutes, considering that since my wife died, Daniel hadn't had sex again, suddenly in a strange movement of his throat, like sucking, made me shudder so much that I started to come in his mouth, filling his face and chest with such violent explosion.- ahhhhhhhhhh, that makes me cum, all my milk!!!!!- I sat next to him to recover a bit from what had happened, while he cleaned up, my penis was still erect, modesty aside, I can hold out sexually for a long time, a little dazed, I looked at the bulge in Daniel's pants and thought about helping him release all that tension that had accumulated, and the idea of a cow passed through my mind, I quickly unbuttoned his pants and was surprised to see he wasn't wearing underwear, and his cock literally bursting out of them, it was a much bigger member than mine, not circumcised but the head poked out from under a very red skin, his balls were very large and full of clear hair, I leaned over him and started pulling it, he began to moan with pleasure again, and also twisted a little, didn't take long for him to come with several shots of semen that splashed everywhere. Once more I cleaned up, took him in my arms and prepared to take him to his room. We entered, he lay down as best he could, still hard, so I went to get cream from my bedroom, when I got to his bedroom he was masturbating and only said: -Let me penetrate your beautiful ass.- Not too late or reluctant, I applied cream to his penis and sat on him, like it was a comforter, my son's member going in and out of my dilated anus, while my penis started to get erect again, little by little, until I felt his cum filling my intestines, hot again from my intestine, he moved and adjusted himself so that I could be like a dog, and he could come at me, even wanting to feel his testicles inside me, I never would have imagined that being my trans father, my own son would end up fucking me and giving me pleasure, and I pleasing him, while he was fucking my ass, and he was screaming with pleasure; it won't be long before I ask him to give me a spanking, pull out a belt from his drawer and like it's a whip, he'd hit my ass, never in my life had I reached such ecstasy and orgasm when I least expected it, my cock came out of my pants and semen straight onto the bed with my hand as I could take it and eat it. My son asked me to come again and then asked me to swallow his semen, which I agreed to as the slut trans woman that I am.... That night we slept together, our relationship changed starting from that adventure, every night we fuck now and I'm his little wife. Months passed and I accepted ending my transformation into a woman and well, I'll tell you who gets to try out my new vagina.
This is not the end of the story yet there's still a lot more to come, but I'll tell you that later because I also have a collaboration with my son, but I'd also like to hear your opinions, you can write to me and tell me about yourselves, I promise that everyone who writes to me will get a response.
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