1. My Love for Daddy Transformed Me


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, First Time, Incest, Transsexual, Transvestite, Virginity, Author: willingwimp, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    you feel uncomfortable and I have hesitated to ask this of you, so I want you to know, you can say no and I will never ask again, but, if you are willing, in fact, only if you would really in your heart of heart like to do this, I will would like to ask you if you would be willing to wear this nightgown instead of your old terry cloth bathrobe when we watch TV together at night. It would give me great comfort and make me happy, but I only would want you to do it if you enjoyed the look and feel of wearing it and that it made you happy as well. My Deepest Love, Daddy I was actually thrilled at the thought of wearing Mommy's nightgown, not only because I loved the feel of silk against my skin, but also because I knew how much it would please Daddy, and nothing was more important to me than pleasing Daddy. That evening, after dinner, I went up as I usually did before our TV watching time to change into my bathrobe, but this time I put on Mommy's lingerie. I dabbed her perfume on my neck, my shaven armpits, my nipples, and a dab in my hairless pubic area. When I came downstairs Daddy was already sitting on the sofa, the only light that of the TV screen. I walked to the sofa, the light of the TV picking up the translucence of my nightgown. As I approached Daddy, he whispered, "You're so beautiful, Danni." "Thanks, Daddy. Wearing Mom's gown makes me feel beautiful." We cuddled, we stroked, our fingers enjoying the silky sensations, our senses heightened with the sweet aroma of ...
    Mommy's scent. I also couldn't help but notice Daddy's cock becoming fully erect as my long fingernails played upon his chest. He was so big, his cock so manly and hard. I really wanted to touch it, to hold it in my hand, to feel its heft and heat, but I wasn't sure if that's what Daddy wanted me to do and I didn't want to risk losing our warm, loving relationship by doing something that he might not want. The next night, after I had changed into Mommy's nightgown and was admiring myself in the bathroom mirror, Daddy came up behind me. We were both looking at our reflections in the mirror, and I noticed his eyes reflected in the mirror. He was looking intently at my pointy nipples and budding breasts. My tall muscular Daddy stood behind me, his hands holding my creamy slight shoulders. I looked so petite in front of him. He brushed his forefinger against my neck, and then to my surprise he started putting one of Mommy's pretty necklaces around my neck. As he fastened the clasp at the nape of my neck I arched my back and pressed my silk-nightgown-covered-buttocks against him and felt his manhood hardening as we both stood admiring my necklace in the mirror. "Oh, Daddy, I know how much this necklace means to you." It was a sapphire on a delicate gold chain. Daddy had always commented on how Mommy's blue eyes especially sparkled when she wore it. "I want you to wear it, Danni." Standing behind me, he kissed me on the cheek. "Thank you, Daddy. I'm really proud and flattered to wear ...
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