Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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My transwoman friend and lover, Pushpa, told me Ferry Tale Chapter 5 and went straight on to narrate Chapter 6, which I have pleasure in relaying now. We left Pushpa and Alex post-orgasmic on the ferry, and though this chapter is not set on a ferry, it follows closely after and involves persons from, previous Ferry Tales, so that I am treating it as an extension of the sequence.
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Alex and Pushpa arrived at the villa hired by Alex for a week, and enjoyed a swim in its pool, ate a light meal, went for an evening walk, went to bed to make more love. There were, after all, for Alex, several more virginities to give. For example, after Pushpa had entered her while face-to-face, and had successfully pressured her G-spot, Alex was eager to fellate her new lover, who was, naturally, more than willing. But they were both also saving their energies for the arrival next day from her student-placement of Alex's transdaughter Sasha. So they slept in each other's arms in the king-sized bed in the villa's main bedroom.
They were, too, avoiding discussion of what forms of sexual congress might ensue once they were all together. Because although both had indulged in fantasies about the possibilities, they were all resolved that they would be spontaneous, sensitive to each other, feeling their way, in every sense. They understood, however: first, that the aim was the consummation the passionate love of mother and daughter: and, second, that this would be enabled and blessed by Pushpa.
Sasha arrived at lunch-time and was welcomed into a three-way embrace and some lengthy kissing. Then, after the already prepared meal, the trio showered together, silent apart from some appreciative or amused noises as some mutual soaping, bottom-patting, cock-handling and nipple-sucking occurred. Both cocks were only semi-erect when the trio retired to the master bedroom and lay down, Sasha sandwiched between the older women. Because no concerted intention had yet been conceived or expressed.
Pushpa was acutely aware, however, that she was mistress of ceremonies, destined to guide the course, or intercourse, of events. As they lay there, partly aroused but patiently expectant, Pushpa began to stroke Sasha from neck to thighs, and Alex began to kiss her, merely affectionately at first, but more passionately as their lips and tongues engaged. Pushpa then began to nibble and suck at Sasha's nipples and her stroking hand moved onto and around Sasha's now more firmly erect penis.
Without ceasing the kissing, Alex's hand felt down Sasha's stomach, played a moment with the little ruff and gently displaced Pushpa's hand to fondle the cock. And after a few minutes, Pushpa detached herself, sat up, placed her hands on the outside hips of the other two and urged them to half turn towards each other, so that their embrace might intensify. At the same time, Sasha hand felt, hesitantly at first, for her mother's curly pussy-fur and eventually its fingers sought for the vulva.
At this point the kissing was interrupted by talking from time to time. Alex began, 'Darling, I've wanted you to do this for so long, and now I can hardly believe it's happening.'
'I've so much wanted to do it, and so much wanted you to touch and hold my penis.'
Alex continued, after further kissing, 'And you really are going into me, aren't you?'
'I'm longing to be inside you, my darling. I want you to have me inside you. I love you so much, so much.'
'I want you to give me your semen, your loving sperms.'