Me and mom alone in bed oooo
This is a short story
I was 13 years old just hitting puberty, I was small build black hair blue eyes. My mother was young in her early thirties. She was hot brown hair body shaped like an hour glass with 34c breasts.
My father had just left for a week on a business trip. Every now and then he would go away for business. It was school holidays so I was going to be at home whole week. It was a cold Saturday night and it was just me and mom at home. We decided to watch movies and have pizza that night. Because it was cold we decided to watch the movie in my parent’s room in bed. I was wearing my boxer only because I would get hot under the blankets and my mother was wearing her nightie.it was a short nightie and just covered her undies. I never thought
On the day I came home from college last summer, the first thing that hit me was how much my little brother, Robbie, had changed in a year. Puberty had worked its final wonders on him. Even though I was three years older, he now towered over me by almost a full foot. His shoulders had broadened and his chest thickened, yet he retained a boyishness that still made him adorable and precious.
Better still, the kid pretty much gushed at my return. He went on and on about how much he missed me, and how happy my coming home had made him. He promised his pesky little-brother behaviors were behind him, which made me laugh, and he even gave me a small leather journal for writing, which was quite unexpected and sweet. I have to confess, I was utterly charmed.
For the first week we did a lot o
I was born a 1/2 thai 12 white american boy, Now I am a lady boy aka Shemale. My mom died recently so I am off to live with my american dad. Scared, he knows I have gone thru some major changes but has not seen me since I was 10, and I was still his lil boy then. Not sure how he will react when I meet him at the airport with hair to my waiste, breast and wearing a dress.
So here I am his 16 year old boy(lol) in a pale yellow dress along with bra and panties and sandals. Now to find dad, think I will start with the cell number. I am sort of shaking, have this feeling I am going to get slapped and be homeless. There he is, looked a bit shocked when he answer fone and I said hi dad its me, very fem voice. I told him I was walking over, and he asked what I was wearing, I said a yellow