My oh My.

This fictional story was inspired by a missive I have recently read.

To set the scene.
My Mother: ( deceased 2 years now ) was living with me in a granny flat.
Her carer: (Carla) living with her to look after her medical needs.
Me: An online trader, making a very good living. But with a secret side.

After mum had passed her carer had nowhere to go, me being a big softie as I am, mum had told me to look after her she was special. So after mum passed I told mum’s carer she could use the flat for as long as she needed to. No conditions.

Carla, was very grateful and would take on clearing up my part of the house as sort of rent. That did pose a problem as I liked to cross dress, my secret side, and would often spend a whole day in lingerie and a peignoir with heeled slippers. My Mum knew about this side of me but while she didn’t encourage it, she didn’t discourage it either.

Carla came in one morning to clean up and I was wearing lingerie under a pair of jogging bottoms and a sweatshirt. In the bedroom she picked up a pair of black lacy Brazilian panties.
“Did you have a good time with your company last night?” She asked with a dejected look.
“Oh no they’re mine.” I replied absentmindedly.
“Mmmm interesting.” She muttered.
About a week later, Carla told she had a job interview the next day and would probably be gone all day. But she would make it up to me.
My heart soared, the best part of a whole day to dress without interruptions.
What I didn’t know was my little secret was about to be shared.
Picture the scene I am mincing round my house in a black lace bra with matching panties and suspender belt, holding black sheer lace top stockings, covered by a very sheer knee length peignoir.
When in walked Carla. Embarrassed I fled to my bedroom, but Carla was just as fast as me and used to moving in heels. I threw myself on my bed.
Carla sat next to me and put her hand on my shoulder.
“It’s ok, don’t be embarrassed, I understand completely, in fact more than you know. Come and sit up and we can talk.” She said with a gentle caring voice.

I sat up pulled my peignoir around me, not that it hid my lingerie underneath.
“How long have you been dressing in gorgeous lingerie.” She asked.
“Years, I guess. Probably very early teens, possibly earlier.” I answered sheepishly.
“Well you have exquisite taste, these must have cost a fortune.” She told me. She started stroking my leg through the peignoir, her hand running over my suspender clip and stocking top. I was getting aroused and my panties struggled to hide it.
“Oh my, it is looking like you are as excited as I am.” Carla gasped.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.” I told in a broken voice.
“I’m not upset, in fact I’m turned on. Excited even.” Carla replied.
Her hand had now moved closer to my panties. Her fingers pushed between my thighs easing my legs apart. There was no hiding my hard on now. Carla eagerly grasped it gently and stroked me up and down. I couldn’t hold back the pleasure she was giving me.
“Oh I’m going to explode soon.” I moaned in extreme pleasure.
Carla switched positions and was now kneeling between my legs. Her lips kissing my cock, her hands reaching for the waistband of my panties.
“Lift your hips up sweetie.” She instructed.
I did and my panties were soon down and off. She took me in hand again, stroking me.
“Lay back lover.” Was her next instruction.
I did and as my head touched the bed her mouth sank over the head of my cock. Never had I experienced such pleasure. It was normally my own hand with some type of lubrication.
Her tongue was working overtime on my mushroom head. The next sensation was her sucking me in deeper until I could feel the tip of her nose touching my pubic area. Back and forth her head bobbed, I was on cloud nine. But was about to fall off as the all too familiar feeling coursed through my body. I met her downward movement with an upward movement of my own, as my cum pumped hard into her mouth. I heard her hum as she gulped and swallowed, sucking more from me. Eventually I calmed and my hips sank back on the bed.
“Mmmm that was wonderful lover, and you are still hard.” Carla announced.
“What? That’s never happened.” I replied breathlessly.
“Stay where you are and close your eyes.” Carla ordered.
She must have picked up my panties and laid them across my closed eyes.
“Don’t remove them.” She instructed me.
I felt her climb on the bed and straddle me. She took hold of me and aimed at her pussy, she sighed loudly as she impaled herself on me. I could see her through the sheer panties but not clearly. I made out her removal of her top them reach behind her back and unclipped her bra. She cast it aside then taking my hands she placed them on breasts.
“Tease my nipples.” She whispered as she started bobbing up and down.
The sensation on my cock was incredible, I tweaked her nipples between my thumb and finger. They erected and became like firm rubber.
“Mmmm, oh, oh, oh. That’s gorgeous, your so big reaching parts of my insides that have not been reached before. I’m not that big but I was certainly hard. We had been making love for about 15 minutes when the tingling returned to my loins.
“I’m nearly cumming again.” I breathlessly announced.
“It’s ok you cannot make me pregnant.” She informed me.
“Are you on the pill?” I asked.
“Yes but it wouldn’t matter in my bum.” She told me with a grin.
“Oh, I thought.” I started to reply.
“It doesn’t matter what you thought, just fill me with your seed lover.” She told me firmly.
She squeezed her muscles milking me, I almost shouted loud enough to raise the roof. My cum rushed up and out, filling her with my cream. 3 - 5 spurts.
“Oh I can feel your cum shooting into me, it’s wonderful. Oh good I’m cumming too.” Carla responded.
I thought I would feel her pussy juice seep out, but I felt splashes on my belly. As my orgasm subsided so did my erection, as I slipped out, Carla climbed off me after removing my temporary blindfold. That’s when I saw that like me she had a cock.
“Wow you’re a wonder, I did not expect you to be like me.” I uttered.
“I am with benefits, my natural breasts to start.” She answered.
“There’s more benefits?” I asked.
While she moved up beside me she enlightened me.
“Probably the first is I am a genetic female as my birth certificate.
I not only have breasts.” She started.
“Gorgeous breasts.!” I interrupted.
“Shush, Ok gorgeous breasts, I also have a vagina. Between my ball sac and my poop Shute. It’s just during puberty my clitoris developed into a functional penis and my testes dropped. My GP suggested surgery to remove my boy parts. But because it was not detrimental to my health, I would have to fund the operation myself. As funds were at that time were not available I declined. Now I’m quite attached to them.” Carla told me.
“They look quite attached to you.” I said with a laugh.
We both laughed together. Then she leant over and we kissed. I could taste my cum from her lips and tongue as it probed my mouth.
“Can I ask you something personal?” I enquired.
“You want to see my pussy?” She answered.
“Later, but first.” I knelt up. “My darling Carla, will you marry me? I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” I told her holding her hand.
“Yes lover I will.” She replied.
“One condition, we wear matching lingerie for the service, yours under your suit of course.” She added.
“I’d wear a wedding dress if you wanted.” I replied.
“We will have matching baby doll nighties for our honeymoon darling.” Carla whispered.

6 months after I proposed we were on honeymoon resting during the day, working like rabbits at night.

That was two years ago and now Carla has just given birth to a beautiful daughter, well she is a daughter for now, but who knows. After all she is Carla’s daughter.

THE END.