Dennis: Chapter 1 – The Girl of my Dreams!

Dennis is out with his buddies, and has an encounter that changes his life forever!

We have been married for three years, and my wife is very creative and persuasive in the bedroom. My beautiful wife, MaryBeth, is 29 and she could be a model. MaryBeth is sexy as fuck. Small, perfect B cup titties narrow waist, full hips. She always seems to have a golden glow. She’s five feet eight inches tall, and I am five feet six inches tall on a good day. I am 21, and to say she is more sexually experienced than I am, would be a major understatement.

Back then, my buddies and I were at an Under 21 Club to try to pick up chicks. We were all sitting at a table when this sexy blonde Goddess walked up and grabbed my hand and pulled me out on the dance floor. All my buddies lost it! In heels, she is at least 6 inches taller than me, and I have to look up at her.

As we are dancing, she tells me that she picked me because I was pretty. Not handsome, not sexy, she said pretty. That made me blush a deep red. My mom always told me when I was growing up that I was too pretty to be a boy, and I always got aroused by that. And tonight was no exception; my little pecker was doing it’s best to try to get out of my pants!

The next song was a slow dance, and she put her arms over my shoulders and pulled me close. I mean I was so close that I could see her right nipple as it seemed to puff up and beg to be suckled. I am intimidated, terrified actually and her leg and hip keep rubbing against my crotch, threatening to make me cum in my pants. After the dance is over, she looks down at me and smiles, “Thank you, Dennis, it was nice dancing with such a well-behaved boy. I figured you would be all handsy and trying to cop a feel. But you were a good boy!” and she kisses my forehead then lifts her tight little dress and pulls an ink pen out of her stocking. She giggles and asks, “Left-handed or right-handed, Dennis?”

I quietly reply, “Left-handed, MaryBeth.” She then grabs my right hand and writes her name and number on my palm. She winks and says, “That way you wont smudge my number when you wank off later! Call me, tonight, 1 A.M.!”

It wasn’t a request!

She walks away, leaving me standing in the center of the dance floor. I run to my buddies and get hit with a barrage of questions, ‘What’s her name?’, ‘Did you squeeze her ass?’, ‘Dude, you have her lips on your face!’. I pulled out my phone and took a selfie, her perfectly shaped lip prints are on my forehead. One of the guys tried to touch it and I just about punched him. I held out my right hand and showed them that she had written her name and number on my hand. I didn’t mention that she thought I was pretty, or that she kept calling me a good boy. I called it a night and headed home.

When I got home, thankfully mom was in bed, or out on a date, and my brat little sister is spending the night with her muff muncher girlfriend, so the house was quiet. I ran to the bathroom and took several more mirror selfies, close up, far back, looking up, looking down. Then I heard a car door, so I ran to my room and shut the door. I got undressed in the dark and hopped into bed. I kept listening but didn’t hear anyone enter the house. I looked at my phone, shit, it’s only midnight. I have an hour to wait.

I laid my phone on my belly and was looking at my right hand in the glow of the phone screen. My left hand was already rubbing my cock and I giggled, how did MaryBeth know I was gonna jack off? I closed my eyes and remembered the shape of her breasts, the smell of her perfume, and I erupted! Shot cum clear up to my chin! Got cum all over my phone but I just kept rubbing and squirting. When it finally finished, I kept my right hand under my pillow and used my left hand to scoop up the cum and I licked my fingers clean then licked the cum from my phone screen. Shit, it’s only 12:05!

I held the phone loosely in my right hand and was scrolling through Reels. Sexy girls doing those wildly erotic dances in those pretty girly outfits. Left hand starts feeling a bit of a rise. Gave up on Reels and started browsing erotic story sites. They are all pretty much the same, just some allow more explicit and taboo stories. I decide on one and go to my favorite section, ‘Mommys’. I scroll through the listing of new stories in this section and find one titled ‘S(he) is mine!’. I get to the first paragraph and decided I needed something more, so I ran to the laundry and found a pastel blue pair of moms sexy silky panties and ran back to my room.

I stripped off my underwear and stepped into the glorious feel of the sexy soft and silky material. My left hand is getting’ some action now! Back to the story. The mom has been conditioning her son since he was 13, giving him female hormones instead of vitamins, telling him he is pretty and beautiful, letting his hair grow long. Everything I have dreamed about for years! When he turned 16, he was a very beautiful little girl, and Mom changed careers and they moved. Mom enrolled him in his new school as a girl. Not a trans girl, a real girl. He settles into a routine, school, homework, housework, laundry. Fighting off the advances of boys.

Mom has started dating a guy she works with. It gets serious, he moves in. The guy is heading to the bathroom and the boy is coming out, freshly showered, hair in a towel and wearing only panties. The guy stops and stares! There is a bulge in the front of her panties! The boy sees him staring at his panties and his little clitty stands up. My little clitty is throbbing so I pull my hand out of my panties so I don’t cum again. 12:35, 25 minutes to go.

Back to the story, things get hot, the man fucks the mom, the mom gives her daughter to him. He fucks them both, sometimes mom fuck licking her daughter, sometime daughter fuck licking mom.

The man proposes, she says yes, mom says yes. Mom and daughter stand together in front of the preacher, the groom to their left. Preacher says, ‘Kiss the bride’ and the guy kisses the daughter first, then the mom. The marriage license has the daughters’ name as the bride. And I cum again, shit! 3 minutes to 1. I don’t have time to clean up, thankfully moms panties caught all the cum. I quickly licked my left hand clean, dialed her number.

She answered on the first ring. “Oh, my favorite little boy! I honestly thought you would chicken out and not call me.” She pushes the button to switch to a video call, and my god, my cock immediately got hard again. She was lying back on her bed, hair kinda messy, and the video showed her from her navel to the top of her head, and she didn’t have a top on!

“There’s my pretty boy! You are just so fuckin’ cute!” I get embarrassed and let out a girlish giggle. MaryBeth smiles, “So Babyboy, are you lying in bed naked like me?”

I replied, “Almost naked.”

MaryBeth tilts the camera down and shows my her perfectly hairless coin-slot pussy. Then pans back up to her face, “Show me!”

Before my brain could react and tell my right hand ‘NO!’, my right hand had already panned down showing almost to my knees.

“Oh my god, baby, are you wearing panties? Did you cum in your panties? Oh please baby, please tell me those are your panties and that you were wearing them when we danced.”

I get so embarrassed that I can’t talk. Tears were welling up in my eyes from the embarrassment.

“Oh . . . . those are your Mommy’s panties, aren’t they?” MaryBeth’s eyes were sparkling with lust!

I just nod my head yes, still not able to swallow the huge lump of humiliation in my throat!

“Oh my pretty boy, put your hand in your mommy’s panties and cum for MaryBeth!” She sets the phone down, I hear her moving stuff then she picks up the phone and leans it against a pillow, and she leans back against a pile of pillows, pulls her knees up to her chest and starts rubbing her beautiful hairless pussy.

I can’t show my panties and see what she is doing so I keep moving the phone back and forth, showing my hand in my panties rubbing furiously, then watching her. One hand is rubbing her clit, the other sliding one finger into her pussy. I show my hand jerking away, then she has another finger in her pussy!

MaryBeth tells me, “When you are ready to cum, hold the phone close so Mommy can see your cum oozing through the material!”

Fuck! She called herself Mommy! I hold the phone above my left hand and I hold my cock up so when I squirt, it actually squirted through the material and is running down towards my balls.

“Oh fuck baby, that was so hot! Thank you for cumming for Mommy! You’re are such a beautiful girl!”
Wait! What? She called me a ‘beautiful girl’!!!! My cock is telling my brain, ‘Ask her to marry you, dumbass!’

“Denise, I want you to invite me over for dinner tomorrow, I want to talk with your mother, Diane, she is as beautiful as you are baby.” And she is showing her beautiful smile, then she sucks the two fingers that were in her pussy into her mouth. “Mmm, baby, I wish you could taste this!”

I pulled my hand out of my panties and held the phone so Mommy, I mean so MaryBeth could watch me lick them clean!

“Oh baby, that is so fucking hot! You’re such a good girl! Now I want you wearing those cummy panties tomorrow when I come over. Do you think your Mommy will be upset if you and I go to your room? I want you to taste this!” and she pans the camera back to her pussy, three fingers deep now.

I cum again and haven’t even touched myself. “I will ask her, MaryBeth, I mean ask if it is alright for you to come to dinner.” I am stammering, my brain has already checked out and I am not sure what to say.

“Denise, baby, tell Mommy to call me tomorrow and we’ll talk about it. Nite nite baby, love my Babygirl!” and she hangs up.

ARRRRRGHH!

My cock twitches but there is nothing left to fire! ‘Denise!’ ‘Babygirl!’ I so want to taste her pussy! How did she know my mom’s name? I have a couple more dry or almost dry cums before I finally fall asleep.