Tony was doing such a great job of thrusting in and out of my asshole, I could barely keep track of Chloe who riding her guy’s pole. It was my daughter’s first time with a man, and as with any mother, I just wanted Jared to take care her sensitive body.
A few hours later, the boys left and us “girls” had relocated to my bed where we slept so soundly after that marathon fucking. In my dreams, I was reliving our lives as Howie and Colin. Howie was kicked out of his wife’s house to pursue his “deviant” interests – interests that my then-son unknowingly shared.
At 18, he showed up my door step, rejecting Candice forever. I had started to live as Hope; from that moment, I was Mom and I blessed her wish to be a pretty girl Chloe. I shared my hormones, my wardrobe, and my guidance. Finally, we were ourselves and a real family.
And then I introduced her to my man, Tony, who introduced her to his protégé, Zack. And that led to last night.
I was awoken by gentle kisses on my neck. My baby had the most enchanting smile and brightest eyes.
“Thank you, Mom,” she cooed.
That’s all it took; we were now validated as women.