Bewitched, Bothered And Bewildered Part 2

Vivian nodded. His eyes were black with lust and he looked at her.

“So come on then… do it for Mummy. Oh yes, show me more, pretty baby.”

He did.

“We’re going to have such a lovely time together. I think I can make a very pretty baby girl out of you.”

This much was true. Vivian’s mother would not have to work very hard to make him into a pretty girl. He was already a good-looking boy with a slender, almost feline frame, soft and virtually hairless; and he would be completely hairless when his mother had finished with him.

She glanced between Vivian’s legs. Her son‟s brazen vigour excited her. No inhibitions now. His energy came through to her full force. She felt hot and prickly, her panties sticking to her.

“Cum for mummy, little baby. Let her see you make lots of white cum-cum!”

She artfully guided his hand round to her inner thigh where it was warm and humid. She eased her legs apart, positioned his hand higher, and then closed her soft thighs around his hand.

“I know you love what I’m doing to you and I know you want more. I don’t think I’ll have to try very hard to make you into a sissy-boy, will I? Very soon I’m going to put you in a nice frock and do your hair, make your face up. You already have the features – soft, pouting lips, the long curling eyelashes… so, so natural. You’ll make such a delightful little girl. Oh, yes, yes, yes…”

She eased her thighs again and moved his hand up as far as the tops of her stockings where the gauzy nylon ended and the tender white flesh began, the contrast in sensation was maddening to him. She guided his fingers over the bobble-catch of her suspenders, encouraging him to play with it. He rubbed feverishly now. She watched him gulp air and knew she had made her mark… she had infected and corrupted him. His face was full of hot young, slightly tainted blood now, as was his cock which was contained in a blur of fury inside his fist. He was ready to explode.