This is a print version of story New Girl in My Life (Mf-teen, tg, cons, rom) by Spectreofhell from xHamster.com
New Girl in My Life (Mf-teen, tg, cons, rom)
New Girl in My Life
I had been married for ten years when my wife brought Brenda home. Julie was working for c***d welfare services at the time and there were no available foster homes or group homes for Brenda to go to. I protested, naturally, and knowing what happened later I was right to do so.
Brenda was fifteen and beautiful in an untraditional way. She had blonde hair but the dark skin of a latina, a stocky build but delicate, angelic face. She also had quite a rack on her for her age, C cups at least I would have guessed. Bigger than my wife's anyway.
She was nervous in our home at first, shy and quiet. After the first week she began to relax. I think it helped that I was making such an effort to show no sign of attraction to her. Julie had filled me in on Brenda's background, how she'd been f***ed into prostitution at a young age. I did what I could to make Brenda feel safe, secure, and welcome, and it really began to pay off. Even my wife praised me for my efforts.
Brenda's case got bogged down in the courts, so she was with us quite awhile. Even after space in one of the group homes came open, Julie and I decided to let Brenda stay with us. She became even more relaxed and one day slipped up and called Julie "Mom." I swear, I though Julie would burst into tears. We'd never been able to have k**s of our own. Later that day, Julie told me that Brenda would like to start calling me "Dad," and I was honored. Julie sent me to sort of tuck Brenda in that night, even though she was way too old for that sort of thing, and as I drew the covers up over her she looked me right in the eye and said, "I love you, Daddy."
I felt two things in that instant. One was intense affection for this young girl. The other was sexual arousal. It wasn't until that moment that I realized how strongly attracted to this girl I had become. But what was I to do? It was far too late to kick her out. Those thoughts rumbled around in my head and I forgot to tell Julie what Brenda had said to me.
Over the next few weeks, I noticed a trend developing. Brenda was becoming much more affectionate with us, but more so with me. But only when Julie wasn't there to see it. Brenda wold check to make sure Julie wasn't around before throwing her arms around me in a tight hug and snuggling into my embrace. I began to get boners during those times and did my best to keep my hips away from her. I didn't know what to do! One day as I squirmed away from her, Brenda said, "Please, hold me Daddy."
"I can't," I said.
She paused and said, "Is your dick hard?"
That shocked me, even though I knew about her history. I couldn't answer, and I couldn't resist when Brenda turned me more toward her and hugged me tightly. My boner was pressing into her belly, she had to feel it, but she just giggled and sighed as if contented. After that, I relaxed a little and began to really enjoy those hugs. I began to rub her back and stroke her hair, and even to kiss the top of her head. One day after I kissd her head, Brenda looked up at me. She stared into my eyes for a moment, then rose on her toes and put her lips on mine. The kiss was subtle, brief, and sweet, but I didn't resist. I couldn't. She whispered, "I love you, Daddy." On reflex I said to her, "I love you too, Brenda."
It was the first time I'd ever said that to her, though Julie said it regularly. Brenda's face lit up and a tear rolled over her cheek. She pulled away and ran to her room. I felt like shit. This girl needed parental love, and there I was flirting with her.
The next day, everything changed forever. It was Saturday, but Julie got called in to work because of some emergency placement. I was in the kitchen making a sandwich when Brenda appeared in the doorway. I glanced up, then did a double take. She was wearing one of my shirts and the bottom came to just below her crotch. Her legs were thick, dark, and gorgeous, and her feet were incredibly sexy to me. The shirt was unbuttoned far enough to nearly expose her tits. Her hair was down and cascaded over her shoulders.
"What'cha doing?" she asked.
"Making lunch," I said, still unable to stop ogling her. "Uh, you hungry?"
"Yes," she said in a little voice. She came to me then and took me by the hand. I dropped my sandwhich makings onto the counter, not even thinking to resist as she led me into the living room.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"I want to do something for you," she said. She led me to my chair and put me in it, then she stood in front of me, her legs nearly touching my knees. She said, "You and Julie have been so nice to me, nicer than I thought anyone could be. I just wanted to...I want you to know when I tell you I love you, I really mean it."
"I mean it too, Brenda," I said, shaking from nervousness.
"I want to show you just how much I love you," she said.
"You don't have to do that," I said quickly. But all I did was watch as she got down on her knees. I knew she had experience at this. I knew I wasn't corrupting her if I let her do it. But I did love her and I wanted her to heal. This wasn't right. And still I just sat there and watched her unbuckle my belt and unfasten my pants. Her hand lowered my fly without hesitation and she smiled at me as she peeled the clothing aside.
"Brenda," I said, meaning to say something to stop her, to stop myself.
"Daddy," she said back, and I melted.
She pulled my underwear down and my hard cock sprang out. She burst into a wide, delighted smile and took my shaft in her hand. "Oooh," she said. "Nice and thick." She bent forward and took the head into her mouth. I nearly died right then.
"Oh god, Brenda," I groaned. She made a satisfied sound as she took more and more of my cock into her expert mouth. She was perfection. Her mouth was hot and wet, and she knew exactly how to use her tongue to make me crazy. Her knowledge of where to touch and what to lick in order to maximize a man's pleasure was preternatural.
Now, I'm not all that well-endowed, though she was right to call me thick. I'm only six inches long, but I've been told I'm thicker than average. Still, it was a pleasant shock when Brenda deep throated me. She moaned as she lifted off, drooling all over me, her hand quickly fisting my shaft.
"Oh god, Brenda," I said. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Yeah, cum for me Daddy," she moaned. "Cum in my mouth!" She sucked me back in, and the world exploded around me. It was the most powerful orgasm of my life up to that moment. Since Brenda had come to live with us, Julie and I had tapered down our sex life. Juilie seemed relieved for the excuse to not fuck, but it meant that I have a heavy load built up for Brenda's mouth.
She choked once but recovered quickly as my cum jetted into her mouth. When I was spent, she raised her head, panting as heavily as I was, my cum all over her lips and chin. She smiled broadly at me. "Your cum is delicious, Daddy," she said.
"We shouldn't have done that," I told her.
"I'm glad you let me," she said.
I slid forward to the edge of my chair and pulled her closer. "I really do love you," I told her. Then I kissed her. I knew she had my cum still in her mouth, but I didn't care. And let me tell you, sometimes a kiss is much more intimate than even a blowjob. She might have been acting like her old self by sucking me off, but the kiss was personal, and she knew it too. She moaned and melted into the kiss, thrusting her tongue against mine. I put my left hand over one of her tits and massaged it. Her nipple was rock hard.
Hooking my hands under her armpits, I lifted her to her feet as I stood. I turned and pushed her down into the chair. Suddenly her demeanor changed. "No!" she said.
I wasn't going to be denied, though. I dropped to my knees in front of her. "I want to return the favor," I said, smiling.
"Please, no, you don't have to do that, Daddy," she said, pushing my hands away as I reached for the hem of her shirt.
"I want to, Brenda," I said. "I want to make you cum."
Her resistance weakened. "I can't...can't let you," she said meekly.
I pushed her hands away and pulled up her shirt. "It's okay," I told her. "You know I'd never hurt you."
"That's not it," she said, pushing me away again. "Please!"
I grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the arms of the chair. "Listen," I said. "If you really don't want me to pleasure you, I won't. But I really want to. And if today is the last time we ever do anything together...well, I won't like it, but I can accept it."
"You...want to...I mean...more?" She seemed dazed.
"As much as you're willing to do," I confessed.
I let go of her wrists. She left her arms where I'd put them. "Now," I said, grinning, and I grasped the hem of her panties. I tugged them down revealing a sparse bush that was as blonde as the hair on her head.
"You won't love me anymore," she said, frozen.
"Lift up so I can take off your panties," I said. She shook her head. I spoke a little more sternly, like a father might to a stubborn c***d. "Lift. Up."
Relucantly, she obeyed. I peeled her panties down, revealing the rest of her bush. She was keeping her legs closed tightly, though. "It's okay," I told her. Gently, I grasped her ankles and lifted her legs, bending them while at the same time spreading them.
That's when I got the shock of my life.
As her legs parted, something sprang up from between her legs. She sobbed and covered her face with her hands. I let go of her ankles and leaned back, stunned. Her feet fell to the cushion of the chair leaving her legs spread, leaving what I had found exposed. It was a cock. Brenda wasn't a girl. She was a boy!
Shock spread through me like a avalanche of snow, freezing me. Brenda's sob, though, broke the spell. She was weeping furiously. "Hey, hey," I said, moving to take her into my arms. She slid her feet off the cushion and fell into my embrace.
"I'm so sorry," she said. "I should have told you!"
"It's okay," I said, stroking her back to calm her. But was it? I was stunned beyond belief. I had just gotten a blowjob from a boy! And I'd loved it! Did that mean I was gay?
But no, that was stupid. Brenda was a girl. She was beautiful and feminine in every way. So what if she had a cock instead of a pussy between her legs? She was still a girl, no matter what. "Brenda," I said. I had to repeat her name a few times before she stopped sobbing and lowered her hands from her face. I stroked her wet cheek and said, "It's okay."
Then I kissed her. Soft and tender, like our first kiss. She looked as if she simply couldn't believe it. I had made my decision, though. I eased her back into the chair again, showering her with kisses. My hand snaked down between us, and for the first time in my life I grasped a cock that was not my own. Brenda tensed, then shivered.
Our kisses became a little hotter then. She was still sobbing just a little as I moved my lips to her chest. She moaned when I began to nibble the sides of her tits. She spread the shirt wider to give me more access. "Yes," she hissed as I began to suck one of her nipples.
My hand, meanwhile, continued to explore her cock and balls. She was smaller than I would have expected someone her age to be. If I'd had to guess, I'd say four inches, no more. At least she was circumcised. I stroked her lightly, the way I liked to be touched, and she responded with more moans.
That was how sh'ed known how to suck my cock so well. A guy knows what a guy loves. I settled lower, bringing my face to her crotch. She smelled salty, musky. I kissed the tip of her cock and the breath caught in her throat. Then I let the tip slide past my lips, into my mouth.
Never in my life would I have believed I'd be sucking a cock. But I wasn't with a man, I reminded myself. I was with a girl. A beautiful girl. I took her fully into my mouth and swirled my tongue around her shaft. When I came up, I applied suction, and her cock made a popping sound as it left my lips. I looked up at her, knowing that my spittle coated my lips and chin.
"Your pussy tastes delicous," I told her.
Her eyes lit up and a smile spread over her beautiful face. I went down on her again, determined to take her all the way. Her hands tangled in my hair as she moaned loudly and began to lift her hips, thrusting into my mouth gently. I did everything that she'd done to me, licking and sucking her shaft, kissing her balls, deep throating her.
"Daddy!" she finally cried out. "Daddy!" I felt her cock swelling and knew she was going to cum. But I'd already made the decision of what to do.
"Go ahead," I told her. "Cum in daddy's mouth!"
When I sucked her back in, she screamed and exploded. I felt a hot rush of salty fluid jet into my mouth as her cock pulsed. She spasmed in the chair, jerking with each explosion from her cock. She held my head in both hands and crossed her legs over my back to lock me against her crotch, crying out again as a last burst of her semen filled my mouth. Then she sagged, spent.
"Oh, my god," she panted. "Daddy!"
I let her cock fall from my mouth. It was hard to believe I'd done that! I smiled at her and crawled over her. She sat up to meet me, planting her mouth on mine feverishly. To my surprise, I was hard again, and my cock poked her legs. She broke the kiss and looked down, then smiled broadly.
"Fuck me," she said.
That was all it took. I pushed her back into the chair and reached down for her ankles. She lifted her legs to help me, rocking back and pressing deeper into the chair as I put my knees on the cusion beneath her. She reached down and grasped my cock. I watched as she guided it to her puckered asshole. Oh god, I wanted inside her so bad!
"Wait," she said, spitting into her hand. She slathered spittle onto her sphincter, I did the same to my cock. Then she lined me up again. I began to push, and instantly began to enter her. She had been fucked before, that was obvious. She knew exactly how to relax her sphincter to let me in. Her ass was incredibly tight. I imagined that was what her virgin pussy would have felt like. She stared into my eyes as I penetrated her, moaning.
When I was balls deep in her, I kissed her, then she whispered, "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me." And I did. I pulled back until only the head was left inside her, then I slid home again. She was much tighter than I thought a tranny prostitute should have been, and she seemed to love it as much as me. Her toes curled and uncurled with each thrust I made into her body.
It was hard to believe I was assfucking her. Or that Brenda was actually a boy! I leaned in closer and kissed her, releasing her legs which she instantly wrapped around me. Her cock, still erect, was rubbing against my shirt. Her hands pawed at my clothes until she had my shirt off, and then her cock rubbed right on my skin. Even though I'd just had a mind-numbing orgasm, I felt another one building already.
She sensed it, maybe because my cock swelled inside her. "Cum in me, Daddy," she moaned. "Cum in my hot pussy and put a baby in me."
Damn, she knew exactly what to say. I must have sounded like a strangling camel as I erupted inside her. She clung even tighter to me, shaking beneath me as I spilled the last ounce of semen in my body up her ass. When I was spent, I sagged, but she didn't seem to mind my weight on her. Slowly I recovered and managed to lean back. My cock remained in her ass, it looked so lewd, especially with her smaller cock sitting right there. She'd cum when I did and her sperm was all over my chest and hers. She laughed as she rubbed it into my skin.
"I can't believe we did that," she said.
"I know!" I laughed.
"And you're not freaked out or anything?" she asked.
"A little, yeah," I said. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't. But I don't regret it."
"Do you...do you think you'd want to...do it again?"
I smiled. "As much as we can get away with," I said.
She laughed and pulled me down into a long, wet kiss. "Do you think," she asked, whispering, "one day I could, you know...fuck you?"
My cock twitched inside her. I never thought I'd be excited by such an idea, but I was. "Yeah," I told her.
"I love you so much, Daddy," she said.
"I love you too, Brenda," I replied.
Well, Brenda never did leave our home. Eventually Julie found out about Brenda's true gender and seemed to really relax after that. After all, she believed I'd never fool around with a transexual. When Brenda was old enough, she had the operation to change her genitalia, and I got to be the first to fuck her. She'd had the doctor put in a hymen just for me to break.
Now isn't that the sweetest daughter a man could ever want?
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