Mother tells me what she does for Mr. Butch and that he has plans for my future.
Shopping had never been like this for me before. I called it shopping. Mrs. Peterson said it was a girl's day out. That she was considering me a girl was kind of scary but in a nice way.
I was taken to a specialty store that sold very expensive lingerie for bois like me. Negligees, hose, panties, nighties, training bras, the works. Mother started to complain about the expense but Mrs. Peterson told her to shut the fuck up. "This is on your husband anyway slut."
Mother and I had always gotten along. At least she accepted me as I am unlike father who never tried to hide the disdain he felt about me. He was particularly angry when mother and I returned home after Mr. Butch fucked mother. It wasn't about mother and Mr. Butch. Father was pissed because he had been dismissed by Mr. Butch and that I had seen him on his knees sucking a cock.
And he had the unmitigated gall to refer to me as cock sucker.
Well, maybe I was but it's the same cock he was slobbering over in a pink thong. That fucking homo.
When he threatened me, mother warned him that if he used physical violence on me that she'd tell Mr. Butch on him.
Father looked at wide eyed and started to leave. "Hey," mother reminded him. "Leave the AMEX card cock sucker."
Father fished his AMEX card out of his wallet and tossed it on the floor before driving off, his tires screeching.
"So, johnnie, we have a lot to talk about don't you think?"
"I guess so mother."
"Tell me, how long have you had the need to be a girl?"
God, what a way to start a conversation.
"I don't know. I guess it was when Mr. Butch started up with me. But I'm not a girl."
"Yes, sweet boi. I know you're not a girl. Sissy, oh my but most certainly."
She didn't say that with disgust like Mr. Butch did. Mother had a smile on her face when she called me that.
"And tomorrow we'll take my sissy shopping for clothes that real men will find alluring. Won't that be fun?"
"Now let us discuss what happened earlier baby boi. You probably want to know how me and your father got caught up with the Petersons. It's a long story but I'll make it short and sweet. I needed a cock and your father has a shrimp dick. Like you I'm afraid but there it is. Mr. Butch called me over one day when you were away at college and father was at work."
My little boner returned thinking of Mr. Butch hitting on mother.
"Oh johnnie, he was rough and crude and very masculine. But you already know that about him, don't you."
I nodded remembering how easily Mr. Butch made me his cock sucker.
"Well," mother continued, "I saw the outline of his cock through his training shorts. He wasn't wearing underwear and it was evident that he was so much bigger than your father. He saw me peeking and adjusted his shorts until the head of that delicious cock stuck out from under the leg in his shorts."
Mother's nipples began to harden while she told me how she looked at his beautiful cock and how Mr. Butch placed a pillow between his legs and how mother, without being asked or told simply got up from her seat and went and knelt down on the pillow.
"Mr. Butch had a smirk on his face. There was a smugness about him that made me feel like I was nothing to him. Baby boi, that feeling made me want to please him all the more."
"Yes mother. I know that feeling. He is the same way with me."
Mother rose and took me by my hand. "We'll be more comfortable in here johnnie she said leading me to hers and father's bedroom. Then she pulled back the bed spread and lay down motioning me to lay beside her by patting the empty place on her left side.
"This is better. Mr. Butch slapped me in the face with his cock and made me promise all kinds of nasty things and had me begging him to let me suck it."
"He made me promise him things too mother. And I did too."
"Well, if you let me finish, then you can tell me your little story."
"Yes mother," said feeling chagrined.
"He said that if he let me suck his cock then I must let him fuck me. And if I let him fuck me, that would make me a slut. A married slut. He asked me if that is what I am and so help me I said yes."
My boner was pointing to the ceiling and mother noticed. "You can play with that if you want johnnie."
"Now where was I? Right. Mr. Butch had me tell him I was a slut. My pussy was so wet with all the nasty things he had me saying about myself. Then he told me to strip. Right there in his back yard. When I hesitated, he told me to strip or leave. Naturally I wanted to stay so I took off all my clothes. Once I was naked he called for Mrs. Peterson to join us. I was so embarrassed johnnie. There she was just as nude as me. She's really quite beautiful you know? Anyway, Mr. Butch said that before I could suck his cock and be a slut for him that I had to take care of Mrs. Peterson."
Mother began stroking her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other. I was lightly masturbating and watching her. I felt weird being with mother like this but what we had done earlier for Mr. Butch made us lying together naked and aroused seem tame by comparison.
"Mrs. Peterson had me lay in my back in the grass and she squatted over my face. Her pussy was moist already and she had such an intoxicating aroma. She looked down at me and asked if I wanted to be her cunt eating slut. I didn't say anything johnnie. You know what they say about actions speaking louder than words? Well I acted. I clutched her beautiful buttocks and pulled her cunt to my face."
"Wow," was all I said getting a mental picture of them together.
"I did a number on Mrs. Peterson, let me tell you. She had multiple orgasms and covered my face with her sweet creamy pussy juice. Mr. Butch said that after she got off me that I looked like a glazed donut. Then he let me suck him off johnnie. I know how exciting it must be for a tiny dicked little sissy like you to have a big cock between your lips. Believe me I sucked him for at least 45 minutes. I kissed his balls and licked his ass. I never did any of those things with your father by the way. I was so hot and felt so fucking sexy being called every dirty name he could think of. I was out of my mind with lust for his cock."
"Did he cum in your mouth mother? Did you get to swallow his cum?"
"He did baby, He did and I did. I swallowed every drop of his sperm and was thankful to at last be with a real man. Not some panty wearing faggot like your father. Mr. Butch is a real man and brought out the slut in your mommy."
"Did you fuck?"
"Not immediately. He had Mrs. Peterson fetch your father so he could watch Mr. Butch fuck me. Mrs. Peterson brought the homo in and told him to take his clothes off. She and Mr. Butch laughed seeing your father's little prick. Not as tiny like your baby but nothing compare to Mr. Butch and the black cocks I've enjoyed since giving myself to the Petersons."
"Wait. What black cocks mother?"
"Damn it johnnie. Was about to get myself off remembering the first time Mr. Butch fucked and you keep interrupting me. Be a good boi and let mommy finish or mommy will spank her sissy boi."
"Yes mother."
It was so freakin hot having your father jacking off while Mr. Butch fucked me every which way but loose. Well maybe loose isn't the right word because after he was finished with me I was loose. Down there I mean."
"Gosh. I thought father would have been mad."
"Your father? Mad? That fucking homo cleaned Mr. Butch's cock and sucked his cum from my pussy. That's how mad he got. Since that evening, he's sucked Mr. Butch off whenever he's called. Your father is a cock sucker, just like you baby. At least you never tried to present yourself as a man like that loser did."
