As I rode in Daddy's car, I wondered what Mommy's mood would be when arrived at home. It was late and I was tired after a long emotional day. I wasn't up for any drama. Daddy had suggested we should get home, instead of getting started with something that would add to the already existing tension.
Staring out the window, I felt Daddy's hand caress my thigh. I know he would have liked us to spend the night together alone in each others arms, but Mommy is already feeling forgotten and angry. We decided to go home.
I loved his hand on my thigh. I was wearing my dirty dress, still stained with Ray's dried cum, and no panties. Daddy knew what he was doing, his little finger resting against my clitty, gently pressing into it. It was driving me crazy, I wanted him to pull the car over so we could fuck in the back seat.
I knew I was a slut. I was a cock whore, I was Daddy's cock whore. I was Ray's cock whore too. My mind was all over the place, racing from Daddy's hand which was arousing me, to what would Mommy say when we walked through the door. I felt bad for leaving Rene with Mommy. I wondered if he was still there, and how Mommy treated him after I left.
"Sara, are you okay? You're very quiet." Daddy asked, squeezing my thigh.
I turned to face him, swinging my leg onto the seat, parting my legs as I did. "Yeah, I'm okay, just a little nervous about facing Mommy."
Daddy looked at me, It'll be fine, your mother loves you, She's as confused as you are. There's been a lot of changes in her life and yours."
Sitting at a stop light, Daddy looked down and saw my hard clit tenting my dress with my balls exposed. He caressed my balls, pulling on them, causing me to whimper. Staring me in the eye he fondled my clit, causing me to moan more loudly.
Daddy stroked me slowly, he was driving me crazy. " I want you to be ready for your Mommy when we get home, I think she needs sometime with you," Daddy said.
I nodded. Daddy pulled in the driveway and winked at me. "Be a good girl now, lets go see your mother."
I walked in, the house was quiet and dark. Daddy headed for the den. I immediately went to my room. The door was shut, but the gap under it showed there was a light on. I opened the door slowly, peeking in. Rene was laying on his side asleep. The blankets were half way up his thighs, his flaccid cock exposed. He looked peaceful.
I quietly put all the things Daddy gave me of my aunts away, and saw Rene was still sleeping. I grabbed a clean pair of panties and quietly shut the door behind me. I needed to get my dirty dress off and maybe shower again. The warm water felt relaxing as I stood under it thinking about everything that had happened in the last day or two. I wondered what my mother's attitude would be and what happened while I was gone. I was confused. Everything seemed like it was speeding by, one change, one experience, and then another and another. It was so simple when I was just a horny boy who wanted to seduce my best friend.
I began thinking back, wondering what made me want to wear my mother's lingerie. I asked myself, "Was it the act of doing something naughty? No, it was more than that."
I knew I loved the feel of her lingerie, I loved how I looked in them too. When ever I first put them on, I would be immediately aroused, and when I was aroused I was capable of so many naughty things, almost anything. I remembered Mommy calling me a sissy faggot, a cock whore, a cum slut. I felt so humiliated and sexually aroused. With those thoughts, my cock was beginning to throb as the water washed over me. I watched as it rose and twitched with every beat of my heart. I began to think of my real father, and where he was and who he was fucking. I wondered what he would think of me. Would he hate me for wanting to be a girl? Or would he be turned on by me? Would his fat daddy cock want to fuck me? I remembered the few times I saw his cock. He was bathing and I walked in on him. His hand was gripping his hard cock, he was stroking it. I was memorized by it, so big and hairy and the head was shiny. My father just looked at me and asked if I liked what I saw. I was so embarrassed I left and avoided him the rest of the day. In some odd way felt sad he was gone, I wondered what would have happened if I had stayed that day.
All of a sudden I knew I needed my Mommy. After all my anger and jealousy over the way she treated me, I understood her better than before. I saw her need to be in control and how it drew me to her, how it aroused me. I quickly dried off and pulled my tiny panties on. Looking at myself in the mirror I saw a sexy young flat chested girl, with a very aroused clitty. I trembled with desire, finally admitting what I needed from my Mommy and Daddy.
I stood outside Mommy's bedroom door and knocked softly. I heard Mommy say, "Come in."
I entered her room. It was dark with only a dim light shining on her. I could see she was naked. Her arms cradled her full breasts as she looked at me and grinned, "So Sara, where have you been?"
"I been out" I replied. "I walked to Daddy's house to see if he was there."
"Daddy said you came to his place smelling like cum, Who and what did you do Sara?" Mommy demanded.
I shrugged my shoulders and bit my lower lip, not quite knowing what to tell her. I was nervous, but something in her tone had me aroused. My clit was so hard as the head poked out the leg hole. I wanted to touch it and stroke it, but hesitated. I was trembling, and wasn't sure if it was fear or desire.
"Look at you, you'r' hard and oozing cum, your panties are wet again, are you simply an insatiable cock whore, were you out sucking cocks all afternoon?" Mommy asked as she sat up.
I nodded keeping my head down. I was so aroused and so humiliated. I didn't know which feeling was more powerful. I was trembling, and in some bizarre way I hoped she would continue to say things, call me names and continue the humiliation. My head was spinning and my clitty was throbbing. She could be made to do anything in that moment, anything.
Mommy again asked, "Sara I know you were out sucking cock, whose cocks did you suck all afternoon? Tell me now!"
I raised my head, still trying not to look at her. "It wasn't cocks" I said.
"Ooooooooh, and that makes it okay I suppose, whose, who's cock was it?" Mommy laid back down, parting her legs enough for me to see her lips outer lips were parted and her labia was swollen and wet.
"I hitched hiked to Daddy's house and a nice man named Ray gave me a ride, and, and." I began to tell her.
"And you just leaned over and sucked his cock for the ride?" she asked shaking her head.
"No, he seduced me, I couldn't resist. I quietly said. My hand dropped as I squeezed my clitty. I moaned as Mommy watched.
"Take those panties down, let them fall to the floor around your ankles, and take your hands off your clitty. You've had enough pleasure for today.
I watched as Mommy came to the edge of the bed and leaded back on her elbows, her legs hanging down, her feet almost touching the floor.
"Come here, keel down between my legs," Mommy demanded as she spread her thighs and opened her pussy.
Mommy's pussy was wet and swollen, and even in the darkened room I could she had been recently fucked. I was so jealous, I wanted to fuck my mommy really bad. I was shaking and my eyes were tearing up in spite of my arousal. I closed my eyes for a moment before she grabbed my head and pressed it into her groin. My nose was pressed against her clit and my mouth was on her wet fuck hole as she began grinding onto my face.
"You taste that cum Sara, do you? I want you to clean my cunt of all that cum. Rene fucked me twice since you left, and we all know you love sucking his cock, so you'll you love eating his cum, am I Right? Am I right Sara? You're such a little cock whore, a cock sucking faggot."
All I could do was murmur yes and shake my head. Her scent was intoxicating and pungent My clit was ready to explode as it pressed against the bed frame. Mommy kept ranting about fucking Rene and how good his cock felt filling her pussy, as I lost myself in licking her cunt clean.
"Don't you dare cum again Sara, do you hear me?" Mommy screamed at me, but it was to late. I had squirted a load of cum on her leg and the bed.
Mommy came hard as she squirted into my mouth. I was pleased I made her orgasm. It was special that she came so strong.
"Sara, Come lay with me" I didn't want to, my need for her approval or humiliation was over. It felt odd, I felt empty. I needed more. but not from her. I needed something else. Mommy starred at me and I relented. I didn't know what to say and I was hesitant to lean against her. I felt betrayed.
"Sara, we need to talk," Mommy finally said. I remained silent.
