Teresa's Change
Keywords: Teresa's, Change,
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I stood in the shower, letting the hot water beat against my face and skin. My long hair clung damply to my neck and I carefully played the jets of water over my chest. Mom had taken me to see a doctor, just after my twentieth birthday and he had given me tablets to take every day. Mom had told him that I wanted to grow a nice firm pair of breasts and, for a fee, he had written out a prescription. My cock had grown no bigger, but every morning, after I had taken my tablets, Mom would sit on the edge of my bed and stroke it gently, making it harden.
As my breasts grew, Mom took me into town and bought me lace and silk training bras. Dad wanted to play with my nipples and squeeze the tender flesh of my new titties but Mom told him he would have to wait for my next birthday, to give me a chance to develop properly. That did not stop her massaging them gently with oil and lotion, so that the skin would be taut and smooth. Tonight, Dad would be allowed to touch and caress them for the first time.
I stepped out of the shower and towelled myself dry, enjoying the feel of the cloth against my sensitive skin. Then I walked into my room and Mom told me to lie on my bed. I laid back and closed my eyes as Mom took a bowl of warm wax and began to spread it over my legs. She had waxed my legs before, so I knew that it would be uncomfortable, but my skin would be as smooth as silk afterwards. I could feel her pressing the cloth strips into the warm wax and I braced myself as she took hold of the material and ripped it away. Tears burned behind my eyelids and Mom gently stroked my cheek and leaned closer to whisper in my ear.
"Just think how pleased your Dad will be later." She whispered.
I smiled bravely and bit my lips as she ripped the strips away, leaving my legs smooth and silky. I started to sit up, but she gently pushed me back onto the bed and began to smear the warm wax over my tight little balls and down the crack of my ass. My cock hardened, even though I knew that it was going to really hurt when Mom ripped the cloth strip away. Her long fingers smoothed the wax all over my tight sac and I could feel my little cock hardening. Mom carefully pressed the strips of cotton into the cooling wax and leaned over me again.
"When your cock and balls are bare and smooth, your Mom is going to suck you and make you cum into her mouth." She whispered.
As she finished her whispering, she took hold of the cloth and yanked it away, pulling the bushy curls away. I almost screamed and Mom smiled as she ran her fingers over the smooth patch, before ripping the next strip of cloth away. It seemed to take forever, but at last she was satisfied that I was as bald and smooth as she could make me. The pain of the waxing had been replaced by a deep ache in my cock and balls as they swelled.
Mom curled her finger and thumb around the base of my cock and slowly lowered her head, guiding the tip of my cock between her lips. She pursed her lips, as though blowing a kiss and slid her mouth onto the shaft of my cock, trapping my sensitive bell end behind her lips as she eased my foreskin back from the head. I could feel her tongue lapping at the velvety skin and swirling around the rim. She pulled her head back with a plopping sound as the tip of m cock slipped from between her lips and she straddled my face. Her pussy was moist and bushy as she lowered herself onto my mouth.
I could taste her juice as it matted the soft curls covering her pussy lips and I pointed my tongue, so that it would slip easily into her wetness. She groaned, the sound barely escaping from her lips that she had fastened firmly around the head of my cock again. Slowly I ran the tip of my tongue along the swollen lips of Mom's pussy, lapping gently at her clit as it swelled in the entrance to her dripping passage.
I felt her hot mouth embracing my stiff little cock. Slowly she lowered her head onto my cock, her finger and thumb stroking the base, as she pressed the wet flaps of her pussy against my eager mouth. My tongue lapped at her and I could taste salty sweetness as she filled my mouth with her juices.
Suddenly, I felt my cock jerk and stiffen in her mouth and I began to spurt thin strings of my cum. Mom slurped and lapped at my cock, milking every drop of my cum from the spurting eye. I could feel her swallowing as she sucked all the gooey cum out of my balls. When she had emptied me, leaving my tiny balls hanging loosely in my sac, she arched her back and ground her pussy against my lips as she gushed over my face, filing my mouth and forcing me to swallow her creamy juice.
Slowly Mom rolled to the side and then sat upright. She dipped a facecloth in the water she had used to warm the wax and wiped the sticky traces of her cum from my face, then slowly and carefully washed my limp cock. Patting me dry with a towel, she sprinkled scented powder over my body, smoothing it over my cock and the tender nubs of my nipples. Tapping my hip she motioned for me to lie on my belly. Her hands smoothed the silky powder over my back and shoulders, then into the cleft between my taut buttocks. Her long, cool, fingers probed gently at my tight asshole,, slipping into my bottom and gently stretching me. I could feel my little cock stiffening slightly as she fingered me, then there was the coolness when she eased her fingertip from inside my bottom.
Mom went over to the wardrobe and chose a pretty dress for me. It was pale blue, tight across my chest so that my pretty new breasts were shown off, and then flaring over my hips to make it easy for Daddy to slide his hand under the skirt. There was a single row of buttons to fasten it down the front. Mom left the room for a moment to come back with a shiny box from a lingerie shop in town. She lifted the lid to show me a corset in dark blue shiny satin. With a flick of her fingers she made me stand and took me by my shoulders, turning me so that my back was towards her. She slipped the material around my waist and fastened the laces. The tightness of the fastening pushed my tender new tits upwards, creating a neat little valley between them. The corset had only half cup, so that my nipples were left uncovered. I knew that they would be very sensitive and I could feel them already swelling. Mom took a tiny pair of panties out of the box and handed them to me. The silky material slid up my legs, but barely covered my cock. Mom looked at me, slowly examining the effect. I could feel the suspender straps brushing against my skin as she looked me over.
"It's a good job you have a sweet little cock," she murmured, reaching out to stroke the thin material, "Otherwise those panties would be too small."
I slipped the dress on and fastened the buttons, feeling the material stretch over my new bosom. This dress was much tighter than any Mom had made me wear before and it made my new titties look much bigger than I thought they were. Mom sat me on the bed and carefully rolled sheer stockings up my smooth legs, fastening them to the suspenders. Then she slipped my feet into matching strappy heels.
The feeling of being tightly laced into the corset was exciting me and I could feel my nipples pressed against the material of the dress. Mom sat next to me and began to apply my make up. The foundation made my skin glow healthily and the eyeshadow and mascara highlighted my green eyes. Mom surprised me by choosing a bright red lipstick, a rather slutty colour. As I started to comment, Mom placed the tip of her finger against my lips.
"Sssh, " she said, "You are going to be Daddy's little slut tonight. He's had to wait a long time and you are going to be a good girl aren't you?"
I just nodded and parted my lips, so that Mom could finish painting them. She finished by painting my nails to match my lips and as the varnish dried, brushed my long hair into a neat bob. She made me stand, wobbling a little in the heels, and looked me up and down again. Reaching out, she unfastened the top two buttons of the dress and spread the material a little so that the smooth skin of my breasts was displayed.
Mom nodded and smiled, stroking her fingers down my cheek. She reached into the pocket of her gown and brought out a bottle of expensive perfume.
"A finishing touch." She said, as she took the stopper from the bottle. A light flowery, little-girl sort of fragrance wafted from the neck of the bottle as she dabbed the cool liquid on my wrists and behind my ears. I shivered as she ran the cool glass of the stopper between my breasts, laying a trail of perfume in the cleft.
As she popped the bottle back into her pocket and fastened the robe around her luscious naked body, we heard the banging of the front door. Dad had returned from work. He usually went straight into the bathroom and showered, because, he said, the office was too warm and he felt sweaty after a long day. Mom called out to him.
"Keith," she shouted, "come in here a moment."
Dad walked into my room and stopped, just looking. I could feel his eyes on me as he slowly inspected me. I looked down ad my stockinged feet in the strappy shoes, but I could feel the heat of his gaze. I looked up and saw him, necktie loosened. Mom smiled and closed the door behind him.
"Teresa's been waiting for you," she said, "you can shower later, I'm sure she won't mind if you're a little sweaty."
I looked up and saw Dad with his hand on the knot of his necktie. Mom pushed me forward, so that Dad and I were almost touching. I reached up and undid the knot of his tie and fumbled the buttons of his shirt undone. He shrugged his suit jacket off, letting it fall in a heap on the floor, and pulled his shirt out of the waist of his pants. I could feel the springy hairs on his chest under my hands as I touched his hard nipples and he moaned softly in the back of his throat as he lifted his hands to squeeze my bosom. His fingers dug into the tender flesh of my tits and he could feel the hard points of my nipples through the material.
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Keywords: Teresa's, Change,