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Chapter 16 Chrissie & KateChapter 16Chrissie & KateIt was the end of our first day of the working week and mommy and Isneaked into one of the empty rooms, locked the door and climbed on thebed. She lewdly spread her legs allowing me to lick her pussy clean,savouring the scent of her juices and the remnants of the many men whohad been inside her. She let me tease her clit briefly but was toosensitive to let me carry her to a climax. After I was finished I wipedmy lips with my hand and looked down at my mother’s beautiful body.”I’m leaking like crazy, as usual,” I said with an embarrassed laugh.”Let’s go down and change so I can put on some granny panties and a pad.I feel like a mess down there.””I want to ask you a big favour first,” mommy said in a hushed tone,averting her eyes downward. “Luke was one of my customers again today andI’m getting a big crush on him. He asked if he could spend the night withme at our place and I said yes. I know it’s against all the rules and itcould get me into trouble but I couldn’t help myself. Please say it’sOK.””You know I can’t say no to you, but I hope you know what you are doing,”I said. “I hope he can keep his mouth shut too. If anyone found out itwould be a scandal. You know Derek would be furious and make you work ina cheap east end knocking shop for a couple of months.””Thank you so much,” said mommy with relief. “I am going to meet him fordrinks after work and then I’ll bring him home. I’m sorry we can’t sleeptogether tonight and you know we can’t do a lot of the things we like todo in private in front of him. I promise this won’t happen often.””That’s OK,” I said, trying to hide the disappointment in my voice.”Let’s go downstairs and change. I’ll sleep in the guest room tonight””Give me a minute or two to collect myself,” she said, lying back down onthe bed. “I think the best way to describe how I feel right now is fuckedout.”The fact is that I was instantly jealous of Luke’s relationship withmommy. It’s not that I wanted him, I wanted her all to myself but I hadto also face reality: I am mommy’s sissy son and can’t provide hereverything she wants. He is everything I never was: an alpha male with anarrogant level of self-confidence, and he is just the type mommy is oftendrawn to. He’s also the type my soon-to-be ex-wife would make a play forand he is also Tracie’s friend, or lover. I wasn’t sure which but he waspart and parcel of the deal she made with us when she took over fromHelen.My mood had sunk in the last couple of minutes. I did have a decent dayand continued to be a popular addition to the brothel, offering a kinkyalternative to the attractive women that worked there. I was in an upbeatmood until mommy broke her news to me. I must have looked a bit down whenI walked into the changing room at the back of the house. Kate, thematron of the house, and also one of the most popular working girls, wasthe only one left in the room.”Do you want to go out for a drink after work?” she asked, surprising mecompletely. “Just you and me, I’d rather not have your mother join usalthough I’ve got nothing against her. Let’s go out and have some fun. Wehaven’t really talked since you started working here.””Wow, sure,” I replied, suddenly happy again. “That would be great. I hadkind of a hectic weekend and it would be good to let off some steam.”If I had been born a real girl I would have liked to be exactly likeKate. I will admit I am a pretty hot t-girl, but in my fantasies I wouldlike to be a real woman just like her. She’s sexy, beautiful andconfident and comes off as quite intelligent. She’s completely open aboutbeing a hooker and has the confidence to actually make men overlook thatfact and still fall for her.Kate laughed when she saw me attach the sanitary pad to my grannyknickers and put my soaked lacy panties into a small plastic bag before Iput them in my handbag. She was fascinated with my little prick and askedme if it was OK if she could just touch it briefly. It was not only OK;it was if a jolt of electricity ran through me as she delicately handledit between two fingers. She finally dropped it from her grasp and Ifinished dressing and we left before mommy could join us in the room. Weended up in a trendy crowded Mayfair pub, not far from Derek’s brothel,and caused quite a stir when we entered, wearing short skirts, heels andclingy tops. The mainly male clientele quickly quieted when they spottedus.”Let’s get a table as far away from the creeps as possible,” Katewhispered to me. “If we sit too close to the bar we’ll be hassled byloser after loser.””That’s fine with me,” I said, laughing. “It might surprise you to knowthat even though I am screwed by about a dozen guys a day I’m notattracted to men whatsoever.”We found a table in the corner and ordered a bottle of house white, whichwas served quickly along with two glasses. Kate poured the wine and weclinked our glasses together in a toast before taking our first sip.”You know I am curious about you,” she said, putting her hand on topmine. “You are some mysterious creature who looks like a beautiful youngingénue but has a tiny penis. You’ve got an innocent look about you but Idon’t canlı bahis think you are very innocent at all. In fact, if we scratched yoursurface even a little bit there would be some very strange things hiddenunder there. I’ve got a pretty wicked mind too.””Do you have boyfriends?” I asked. “I mean real boyfriends, not the menwho are your regular customers.””Not really, in fact, not at all,” she replied. “Men bore me. Women dotoo, particularly the ones we work with. You don’t bore me, though.Frankly, you are the first person who has really interested me and I amdeveloping a thing for you.”That’s when she began to hold my hand instead stroking it in a friendlyfashion and that’s when the light bulb popped in my head and I knew thatshe was coming on to me. I had never felt so flattered in my life. Whenmy wife and I first met she went down on me, which was a thrill, butnothing compared to this. Here was a woman who would have been animpossibility for me when I was trying to be a man and now, after I hadgiven up and surrendered my masculinity entirely, I was suddenly thecentre of her attention. I was almost rendered speechless and blushed adeep red that I am sure extended down into my chest.”I can’t even describe what I think about you,” I stammered. “I couldn’teven begin to put it into words.””Wow, that’s a relief,” said Kate. “You don’t know how much courage I hadto summon up to say what I said. You’ve sparked something in me that Inever felt before for anyone. It’s not normal by any means but we aren’tvery normal people, are we?””Come with me to the back and let’s slip inside the girl’s room for asecond,” Kate said getting up from the table and holding my hand as shetook me to the back of the pub and opened the lady’s room door.No sooner had it shut that she began kissing me, putting her tongue in mymouth and sending a jolt through me that brought the biggest hormonalrush I have ever had. Kate is taller than me and I let myself melt in herarms and began to shake as she held me and broke out in perspiration asshe kissed me deeply.”Wow, you are a little firecracker,” she said, laughing after she brokeoff the kiss. “I know now where the on/off switch is. I can’t wait to getyou in bed and push those buttons.””Don’t get insecure, I don’t need to be fucked by a real man,” she added.”I need something different and I’m not looking for a little fling. Comeon, let’s go back outside and talk.”After we sat down and I collected myself and steadied my nerves byquickly drinking the glass of wine in front of me, I let Kate study mefor a few minutes before she spoke.”You must have made an awful man,” she said, laughing. “You are sonaturally feminine. Why did you even try?””I don’t know, but I really do,” I replied. “You’ve already sensed thatmy relationship with my mother is a bit bizarre. It’s not her fault butit is in a way. It’s just who she is, which is something that she can’thelp. When I was younger I wanted to be her daughter instead of her son,even from an early age and not because I was gay. I was never gay. I justwanted to worship her and I finally got the chance when I caught herscrewing my uncle behind my father’s back. She had to make me complicitin that to assure my silence so she took me to bed and, instead of doingwhat 99 percent of other boys would do, I went down on her and cleanedthe spunk from her pussy. Our relationship evolved from there and lastedfor 12 years until I was 25. Then I had kind of a personal crisis. Ididn’t know if I wanted to live a life that was so far out of themainstream.””Of course you went down on her, I knew you would have done that,” Katesaid. “Your brain is wired differently than other men which is why youmake the perfect sissy. You are actually more like the feminine ideal, atleast from a man’s perspective, than any woman I have known. You havenone of the cunning that women inherently use to navigate through life.You are more submissive than anyone I have met and you crave dominance.You need to be owned and exploited. That’s what you really want in life.””Your own mother cuckolded you right from the start,” Kate added. “I betwhen you left her you subconsciously went out to find a woman who woulddo the same to you. You needed someone who would humiliate you like youhumiliated yourself when you licked your mother’s dirty pussy clean.”I didn’t have to respond to that judgement. My face said it all. I turneda bright red and the flush extended to my chest. I didn’t realise untilthat point in my life why I had chosen to marry Heidi and so willinglyallow her to have other lovers even whilst we were engaged. I was justlooking for a replacement for mommy. Heidi filled that role perfectlyuntil she got knocked up by Rob and left me. She cuckolded me right fromthe start, just like mommy.”I’ll tell you a big secret but you have to promise me you will nevertell anyone else,” Kate said.”Of course I will keep it secret,” I replied. “Your little psychoanalysisof me has been so revealing I am almost getting hot flashes. I get themwhen something sparks the hormones that I get injected in me.””I knew that,” Kate said. “You would never know it, because it is quitecleverly bahis siteleri done, but Derek has a hidden camera in every girl’s room andthey record every session they have with a client. It’s sort of hisinsurance policy if the cops come down on him. He has enough videofootage of politicians, businessmen and other important people doingthings that you can’t imagine to personally control Whitehall. He neveruses it. It’s only for a big emergency.””I’m the only person who works for him that has access to those tapes andI’ve been secretly watching the videos of you when I go home at night,”Kate added, with a gleam in her eyes. “I can see the point when you arewith a client when the hormones take over. It’s when you are at your mostsubmissive point. Your breasts turn pink and your face flushes and youstart writhing around. It’s like you turn into a different person. Ithink something about that really appeals to the men that dominate you.It sort of reaffirms their sense of superiority. There is no sense ofequality in the experience as there would be if they chose a real womanto have sex with. I want that experience with you. I want the thrill ofyour complete submission.””We aren’t going to have a normal relationship,” she continued. “Wearen’t capable of that. We’ll have fun together but I want you tounderstand something right from the start. After ten years working as ahooker and having sex with thousands of men, I couldn’t trust anybodyenough to have a normal relationship. We aren’t going to be equalsbecause you don’t want that. I’m going to give you what we both want. Iam going to own you, just like a master owns a slave. I’ll treat you likea piece of property that has been placed on this earth only to make mehappy. You will devote yourself to me completely and I will make sure youget the degradation you need so much.””I can’t believe someone as beautiful as you would even bother to noticeme,” I replied. “You are a dream come true. I have a lot of faults andthe biggest one is that I am addicted to the hormones that are given tome every week. It is worse than a heroin addiction because I can’t go offthem. They make me who I am. I would be nothing without them and thepeople who give me those d**gs know it and control my life because ofit.””We’ll have to live with that then,” Kate replied, smiling. “I’d like tosee what they are like. Do they have any effect on women?””Actually, mommy started the treatment a few days ago and she alreadylooks more youthful and has become even more sexual,” I said. “They sortof give her a glow.””Well, get on the phone to your pusher and let’s get shot up tonight,”Kate said. “Let’s take the next trip together.”I got up from the table and went outside and called Tracie on my mobilephone and arranged for her to come by my house later and told her tobring a dose for me and one for a woman. She was surprisingly agreeableand even asked me how my first day back at work had gone and what I didover the weekend.”That’s done,” I said when I returned to the table. “We have about anhour to meet her at my place. I have to warn you about something, though.It’s not going to make you happy, but it’s not about me. It’s about mymother.””What is it?” Kate asked. “I’m sort of conflicted about your mother andhaven’t decided if I like her or not, to be honest with you.””One of her clients is spending the night with her at my house,” I said.”I know that breaks all the rules.””I am sure you and I are going to break some sort of rule together, soI’m not worried about it,” Kate said. “Anyway, that means she won’t bebutting into our business tonight which is exactly what I want.”We caught a taxi to my house and, once inside; Kate had a look arounddownstairs and checked out the artwork on the walls. It’s a normal Londonmews house I bought with some of the money I inherited from my fatherand, like everything else in my neighbourhood, it was now valued atthreefold of what I paid for it, even though it was made for smallfamilies more than a century ago and has only two bedrooms upstairs and aliving room, small kitchen and a dining room downstairs. After she hadsatisfied her curiosity we both sat on the sofa. The sounds of mommygetting fucked by Luke upstairs were impossible not to notice.There was a quiet knock on the front door and I rose to answer it. Ibrought Tracie into the living room, introduced her to Kate and offeredher a seat. She couldn’t help but hear the sounds of the squeaking bedupstairs.”Who’s nailing your mommy?” Tracie asked, arching her eyebrows andlooking upwards. “It sounds like she’s having her brains fucked out.””It’s your friend, Luke,” I said. “I guess he convinced her to break therules of the house and invite him back here for a freebee tonight.””I hope he doesn’t wear her out for tomorrow,” she said with a laugh.”She’s supposed to be working as a whore and selling it, not giving itaway for free.””She knows that but she’s got a crush on him,” I replied. “She can’t helpherself sometimes.””Do you ever give it out for free?” Tracie asked Kate. “I imagine youhave a string of regular customers who would give their right arm tomarry you.””I haven’t had sex with anyone güvenilir bahis for free for over ten years,” Kate saidwith a laugh. “And you’re right; I get a proposal on average once amonth. If I wanted to marry a billionaire I could do it tomorrow.””Well, I have to get going so why don’t you both bend over and let me domy magic,” Tracie said. “I am perfecting your shots Chrissie. I thinkyou’ll get a big kick out of this one. I’ve put together a differentformula for you Kate, because you are younger than Chrissie’s mother andyou are naturally producing a lot of hormones. You’ll definitely feelthis one when it kicks in. You won’t have to wait till tomorrow either.Both of these injections will start working in about an hour, so don’toperate any heavy machinery this evening.”I got my normal three injections and Kate was given two. The skin aroundthe spot where she put the needles in immediately began to warm. Tracieactually kissed us both on the cheeks before she said her goodbyes. Whenwe both sat down on the sofa after she had left we noticed that the noiseupstairs had quieted down.”I guess mommy just got her own injection,” I said with a laugh. “It musthave been her 12th or 13th of the day so far.””Your days of going down on mommy just after she’s been fucked are over,”Kate said, standing and unzipping her skirt and pulling down herunderwear. “I’ve got my own dirty pussy that needs cleaning.”With that said she sat on the sofa, splaying her legs and revealing hersmoothly shaved pussy. My tongue was eagerly licking her only secondslater. It was only the third pussy I had ever licked in my life butdefinitely the sweetest. It tasted like it had been fucked numerous timesthat day and she actually used her vaginal muscles to push out some ofthe remaining cum for me to lick up. I wondered about what sort ofmixtures of fresh semen I had swallowed that day already, first frommommy and now from Kate. It brought on a powerful hormonal rush that mademe almost forget where I was for a few moments and I felt the room spin afew times before they passed.When I was done and had finally got Kate off, I had to kneel on the floorfor a few minutes before I could get the strength to lift myself up.Later Kate and I had some yogurt and wine for dinner and went to bed,already beginning to feel the hormones Tracie had injected in us. Theywere exhilarating but at the same time a bit exhausting and we both wentright to sleep.I awoke at 7:00 am to a pounding on the door, that didn’t seem to havewoken mommy or Kate. I crept downstairs, just wearing a dressing gown andsome feminine slippers and opened the door. Outside stood a ratherhandsome man in his early forties carrying two suitcases, with an annoyedlook on his face.”I am looking for my wife and she’s supposed to be staying at thisaddress with her son, Chris,” the man said in a strong Australian accent.”You have the right address, come in,” I said. “What’s your name?””I’m Paul,” he said, following me down the hallway and into the livingroom. “Does Chris live here and is my wife at home? You must be Chris’sgirlfriend or wife. He’s a lucky man if you are. I’m sorry to disturbyou.””That’s OK,” I said, feeling a hormonal surge beginning to build insideme. “Follow me into the kitchen and I’ll make coffee.”Once I got the cups down and the coffee making going I excused myself,telling him I had to quickly pee, and went upstairs and sat on the toiletwhile wave after wave of oestrogen flowed through me, bringing me to ahot flush. It took a couple of minutes to recover and I washed my facebefore I went back down the stairs. To my horror he had filled the coffeecups and brought them out to the living room and put them on the coffeetable along with some milk and sugar. Since the bedroom Luke and mommywere in was directly above the living room and the house was old enoughwhere every creak could be clearly heard, he was shortly about to hear asymphony of sounds once the two lovers awoke and got down to business. Tomake matters even more bizarre, Kate came into the room wearing what shehad gone to bed wearing last night: stockings, a suspender and matchingbra and panties and she was wearing her three inch heels. On seeing meshe came over and kissed me passionately on the lips right in front of mynew stepfather. In introduced Kate to Paul and in her own unabashed styleshe didn’t seem the slightest bit embarrassed to meet someone justwearing the scantiest lingerie. Having worked as a hooker for ten years,I guess she is used to meeting new people without much in the way ofclothes on. I quickly excused myself and went to the kitchen to pour acup for Kate and brought it out for her. She chose to sit on the sofabetween Paul and I, leaning back and crossing her long legs.”Thanks for the coffee,” Paul said, taking his first sip. “Is my wifestill asleep upstairs? I’ve been on a plane for 20 hours and I thought Iwould surprise her with a visit.””I think she’s still asleep,” said Kate with a giggle. “But I am sureyou’ll know when she wakes up.”Just then the sound of the headboard hitting the wall upstairs began toecho downstairs to the living room and the steady rhythm of the creaks ofthe bed began and even my mommy’s loud moans could be heard faintly fromwhere we sat on the sofa.”I’d say she’s fully awake now if you want to go upstairs and surpriseher,” said Kate with a laugh.
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