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“Oh fuck, ” Ted shouted loudly inside his head as he bolted upright in his chair at the airport lounge as though he’d been administered an electric shock. There was nothing he could do except hope Alice didn’t venture into his office. In his haste to depart that morning, Ted unintentionally forgot to lock his briefcase after taking several of the magazines for his trip. Normally, they were kept away from prying eyes under lock and key; however, today the case remained unlocked in the centre of his desk.

Alice was used to being home alone and found ways to entertain herself whilst Ted was away on his business trips. Besides reading, she had taken up painting as a way to pass the otherwise uneventful days. Her studio was cluttered with various creations, sweeping landscapes, and still lifes; her most treasured art pieces were displayed throughout the house, much to Ted’s disapproval.

Later that morning, as Alice was cleaning and dusting, she became distracted from her chores by the out-of-place, unlocked briefcase. Ted was very anal about the placement of objects and never left his desk in a mess. She wondered if Ted had forgotten to bring his luggage, as he left in such a hurry. Intrigued by the opened clasps, she couldn’t resist the temptation to take a peep inside; it felt wrong, but the adrenaline rush was overpowering. Her heart pounded as she slowly lifted the lid, half expecting to find something she shouldn’t.

“TED, you pervert. Oh my GOD.” With trembling hands, Alice flicked through the hefty stack of gay pornographic magazines.

“Hung, Twinks, Jocks, Male Slut, ” She found herself reading the name of each magazine aloud as if to confirm what she was looking at was real.

Alice fell back into the office chair stunned, trying to process why Ted might own such a collection of gay erotica. Slowly, the realisation of her discovery dawned on her, like the sun appearing from behind the horizon, illuminating the world before her. Ted’s sexual interest in Alice had diminished over the years; he would roll on top a few times a year, whenever the mood struck, but there was no foreplay, no passion.

Alice, a vicar's daughter, married young; she was shy in bed with no real sexual experience to speak of. Ted was the only man she had ever slept with, and he was no Casanova when it came to pleasing Alice, but she found the pleasures of masturbation and frequently played with herself around the house when Ted or Gracie was out. She didn’t own any toys but sometimes, when especially horny, would use a peeled cucumber to satisfy her pussy.

“Fucking bastard!” Alice had suspected Ted of cheating during his business trips but hadn't considered the possibility of it being with another man. In some ways it was slightly less painful for her to accept; Alice would have been devastated to discover Ted was cavorting with a younger, more attractive woman; that would have totally undermined her self-esteem.

She spent the remainder of the day in a daze-like trance, assembling memories as they came to her mind. Recalling the closeness of Ted's cute coworker when he picked him up for golf, the times Ted wanted to take a shower as soon as he got home, and when she caught him eyeing up the men on holidays when he thought she wasn’t looking.

“So the bastard likes cocks; I’ll make him pay for ignoring me.” Alice felt her rage brewing and was immediately set on revenge.

An empty bottle of wine lay discarded on the table next to Alice with no glass in sight; she never drank at home and rarely on social occasions, but in her fury, downing a bottle of wine seemed like a sensible thing to do. Gracie had never seen her mother cry and feared the worst when she returned from college that Thursday afternoon to find Alice curled up on the sofa drunk and sobbing.

“Mum, what’s up?” Gracie sat next to her on the sofa and placed her arm reassuringly around her shoulder. Her friend Sally slipped quietly upstairs to Gracie’s room.

Alice struggled to find her words; she was still trying to make sense of it herself. “I... I... am not sure I can tell you, honey, ” she sobbed.

“Mum, I am here for you, you know that, right?” Gracie gave her a loving squeeze of confidence. “Has someone passed away? Is Dad okay?”

“No, nothing like that, honey.” Unable to contain the discovery and in need of a sounding board, Alice blurted it out, “Well... Things between your father and me haven’t been going well, you know... In bed. I am not sure he really loves me anymore; his briefcase is full of gay porn. I can’t carry on like this and don’t know what to do about it.” Alice confessed.

“Mum, don’t take this the wrong way, but have you ever considered dressing a little more.... You know, less... frumpy.” Gracie winced as Alice glared at her harshly. Hurt by the comment. Quickly she added, “Women who dress sexy can certainly attract any man they want; maybe you could show Dad what he’s missing.”

“I doubt it very much.” Alice knew Ted was currently more interested in playing with guys than with her.

Gracie believed her mother appeared older than her actual age of forty-three. As she always dressed in practical clothing, intentionally non-sexual, looking more like a private school matron than a trendy hot mom. Most days, she finished her ensemble with black lace-up shoes, thick cotton stockings, and a hem always below the knee. Her mousy, shoulder-length hair was uninspiring, kept in place by a headband. Gracie knew her mother had a lovely figure beneath the armour; she had seen Alice in her swimsuit when they had been on holiday.

“But, you have a great body, Mum; you just need to show Dad a bit more of it. What about a change of wardrobe? It will make you feel like a million bucks, ” Gracie tried building Alice’s confidence.

“GRACIE! How would you know what my body looks like? You shouldn’t be looking at your mother like that, for goodness sake.” Alice was shocked by her remark, but the compliment made her feel warm inside, knowing Gracie had noticed.

“Seriously, Mum, I saw how some of the guys checked you out by the pool when we were on holiday; you have a very sensual figure that any man would drool after.” Gracie smiled warmly at Alice. “If you’ve got it, flaunt it, I say, ” she added.

“Perhaps not every man, ” she replied flippantly.

Gracie’s observations of her frumpy demeanour had been a bitter pill to swallow, but the truth hurts, especially from your own daughter. Alice, ever the optimist, focused on the positives, welcoming the compliments about her sensuous body even if they felt strange coming from Gracie. Deep down Alice knew she couldn’t confide in anyone else and needed Gracie’s help; her revenge was going to be slow and painful for Ted, and she was going to enjoy every moment of it.

“Honey, this is an extremely difficult ask, but I don’t have anywhere else to go... Would you help me?” With tears welling in her eyes, Gracie kissed her gently on the cheek.

“You can count on me, Mum; whatever you need, I am your woman.” Gracie had no inkling that her world was about to turn on its head.

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, but are you and Sally an item? She is a very pretty girl. Are you a lesbian, Gracie?” Alice searched Gracie's eyes for a reaction.

“MUM! What sort of question is that?” Gracie picked up her phone, rapidly swiping through images in her library. She paused and smiled, then held up the phone to Alice’s face. “Does that answer your question?”

“Oh my gosh.” Alice was stunned; her mouth fell open.

In the photo, a candid shot of Gracie and Sally kissing whilst lying on her bed, Gracie was completely nude, and Sally wore only suspenders and stockings. What confused Alice was the size of Sally’s huge penis. She felt her nipple stiffen as she became uncomfortably aroused by the photo.

“Sally is a trap.” Alice looked vacant, not really understanding what Gracie meant.

“She’s a very pretty trans and easily passes herself off as a woman. Fooling guys all the time.”

Alice, studying the image, noticing a reflection in the mirror, presumably the person taking the photo. She gasped loudly; his erect cock must have been at least ten inches and as thick as her wrist. Her eyes darted back and forth between the two impressive erections. Then a thought entered her head, one she didn’t want. Alice wondered how Gracie’s petite body could accommodate such big cocks. Suddenly her little baby girl was gone; she was now a sexually adventurous woman.

— X-

Ted stared out the window of the meeting room, which overlooked the city skyline. Another pointless meeting for the sake of another meeting, he thought, desperate for work to end so he could go and play. Ted left his hotel as the sun was setting and soon found himself at a nondescript door in what looked like a residential area. As Ted entered, his heart pounding with anticipation, the sound of the porn movies filled the dimly lit corridor leading to two small cinema rooms. Ted shuffled along one of the rows, bumping into someone, his eyes still not accustomed to the darkness, and sat.

Ted was already rock hard as he unzipped his trousers and released his girthy erection. He loved wanking for others to see; looking around, Ted began to see the outline of various guys scattered throughout the cinema. The guy next to him was also openly stroking his hard cock. Suddenly the guy's hand gripped Ted’s shaft and started to jerk him off. Ted slipped down in his seat and widened his legs as the guy lowered his head and took Ted’s cock in his mouth, sucking greedily as Ted moaned and shot his seed down the man’s throat. Ted stood and moved to the next room, leaving his cock hanging out of his trousers.

He spotted a young guy sitting in the front row, jeans around his ankles, slowly masturbating to the moive on the screen. Ted approached, his cock stiffening; he stood for a moment watching as the young guy took more deliberate strokes, squeezing his cock to make it swell. Ted moved in, kneeling before the young stud, taking hold of the shaft, and guiding it to his mouth, and went to work, licking and sucking down his pole and heavy balls until the explosion was imminent and he erupted. Ted almost choked as he swallowed down the huge volume of jizz as the guy thrust his cock deep down his throat.

— X-

Alice awoke the next morning later than usual, regretting having drunk so much wine; she went to bed rather tipsy with the collection of porn magazines now scattered over the bedcovers. Her evening of soul-searching brought her to the realisation she needed to make some radical changes if she was going to get what she wanted. Alice thumbed through the pages of a magazine; she found herself instantly aroused by the good-looking models displaying their big hard cocks.

“I can see the attraction; he’s rather big, such a nice-looking cock, just like Sally’s.” Her eyes scanned the picture of a very well-endowed male.

Alice had never seen porn before; somehow it felt dirty, but with each turn of the page, the images caused a warming glow between her thighs, making her core flutter. Without thought, a free hand found its way under the sheets; she let out a soft moan as her fingers brushed over her hairy mound and slid deep between her fleshy wet labia. “OH GOD! So many nice cocks.” Her pulse raced as her arousal grew; she kicked off the covers and looked down as her fingers plunged into her depths. The sight took her breath away and sent her over the edge; a powerful orgasm welled deep.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, which opened instantly. Gracie appeared in the doorway; her mouth fell open and her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “Shit... I am so sorry, Mum.”

Alice was splayed naked on the bed; her gaping vagina was stuffed with four fingers. Her perky breasts with thick stubby nipples wobbled as she convulsed. Her fingers were buried from sight in a thick mass of hair, which had never been trimmed. Her musky aroma hung in the air. Unable to speak, overwhelmed by her orgasm. Alice spasmed uncontrollably. “OH FUCK, she caught me cumming.” Gracie stayed fixated in the doorway for longer than she should have before finally returning to her room.

Alice’s body rippled and contracted, spasming for several minutes before she could come to her senses. It was the most intense orgasm she’d experienced in years, heightened by the fact that she had been caught in such a compromising position in the throes of an orgasm. Alice was concerned, worried about what Gracie might have thought seeing her with porn magazines all over the bed, opened on the pages with the biggest cocks.

After recovering, she knocked on Gracie’s door. “May I come in?” Alice asked softly, realising how weak her legs felt.

Gracie dived under the covers next to Sally on her bed; the bulge in Sally’s tight bedshorts was rather noticeable. “Sure, Mum, ” her cheeks flushed instantly as she entered the room.

“Honey, I am so sorry; no daughter should see her mother like that.”

“It’s okay, Mum; we all do it, no explanation required.” Gracie could see from the look in her eyes she wanted to say something else.

“You know I asked for your assistance.” She paused, trying to figure out the best way of explaining. “Those magazines belong to your father; I found them in his office. How do I put this...? He’s into men.” A look of total shock appeared on Gracie’s face.

“What... er... he’s gay. Is that why you asked if I was a lesbian?” Sally’s head dropped, avoiding eye contact with Alice.

“Bisexual, I would guess. The bastard has been playing with cocks and neglecting me for years, but that is about to change, and I need your help to make him pay.” Gracie had no idea how she could help or what was going through her mind in that moment.

“Anything, Mum... you know that.” Sally’s cock was tenting her shorts as she breathed in the earthy aroma of Alice’s pussy juice that filled the room.

“I’ve been thinking... I am going to start painting nudes; that should get the bastards’ attention. Spending hours each day looking at other men’s cocks will probably send him into a rage, ” Alice giggled to herself, picturing the drama.

“So... What exactly are you expecting me to do?” The image of her mother orgasming, still fresh in her mind, made her wonder what else she was planning.

Alice took a very deep breath, trying to calm her nerves; she knew what she was about to ask was perverted and taboo, but she had nowhere else to turn and was desperate to change her life around. She wanted Ted to suffer while she indulged her fantasies, taking whatever cock she pleased, not behind his back but right in front of his face.

“It might sound silly, but I am really nervous about inviting a strange man into the studio. Even though I so desperately want to, I need to try it out first with someone I trust; that will help to build my confidence.” Alice looked into Gracie’s eyes with pleading.

“Seriously, Mum, you want to draw me while I stand naked in front of you; that’s just weird.” But the idea did appeal to her in a strange way.

“I need this, honey, please... Just this once, that guy in the picture—would he be willing? It’s just a silly life study; all artists draw nudes, it’s not a big deal.” Alice delivered her best sales pitch.

“Jason is a prolific exhibitionist; he loves showing off, he’ll do it for sure.” Gracie turned to Sally, and they both giggled; Alice’s face instantly lit up.

“Thank you, Gracie. You have no idea how much this means to me. I think I’ll go and prepare the studio.” Alice had a spring to her step as she left his room.

The studio was a self-contained large space; to one side there was a seating area with several sofas where Alice often sat and contemplated her work, and the other side of the studio was littered with canvases, paints, and sketches. The wall was covered with landscapes and still-life paintings of vases and flowers. “Won’t be needing these anymore.” Alice started removing her old paintings from the walls to create space for the masterpieces to come.

Whilst painting In the studio Alice usually just wore one of Ted’s old shirts; they were big and baggy and perfect for the job. Splattered with paint, the top few buttons were always undone, the sleeves rolled up, and the shirt tails finished halfway down her thighs, accentuating her bare unshaven legs. She preferred to be braless; something about the freedom and fluidity of her movements helped her strokes. Alice was setting out her paints as Gracie appeared through the door looking apprehensive, holding Sally's hand.

“Jason is busy today and can’t get here until tomorrow, but Sally said she is willing to pose for you if you like.” Sally gave Alice a beautiful smile.

“I’ve set up a privacy screen; you can undress behind there if you want. You will find a robe too.” Alice got in character quickly, pretending Sally was her new model.

Sally’s heart was pounding; her palms felt sweaty as he stood behind the screen and slowly undressed, her head just above the screen. She watched as Alice set out her sketchbook, humming to herself. Gracie was sitting on the sofa; Sally knew she would almost certainly get an erection with Gracie watching so intently, so she bravely stepped into view. Alice felt her cheeks flush instantly; the hairs on her arms stood to attention as a shiver surged to her nipples, causing them to harden. Not only was she shocked, but Alice also felt uncomfortably embarrassed but was unable to avert her eyes from Sally’s manhood. She’d never expected to be so aroused.

Sally stood like Venus, her perfect milky white skin flawless, her cascading ginger hair curled over her shoulders. Small, perfectly formed breasts looked ripe, tipped with pale pink areolas and jelly tot nipples. Her penis was long and swollen, and her testicles hung heavily, like two golf balls in a soft fabric pouch.

“OH MY GOODNESS, just ignore it; don’t look at it. Look at her face; look at her face. Jesus, it’s huge.”

“Sorry, Alice. I hope you’re not offended.” The look of utter shock on her face was strangely arousing; Sally felt the blood rushing into her shaft.

“Yes! Well! I see... Hhhummm, not at all; it is me that should apologise for my childish reaction. I just wasn’t expecting...” Alice paused, choosing her words carefully. “Such a grand entrance, I think I might need a bigger canvas, ” she joked, trying to ease the tension.

Sally smiled politely. “How would you like me?”

“I’ll start with some quick pencil sketches to see which poses capture the essence of your form.” Alice impressed herself at sounding so professional, but her inner voice was having a very different conversation.

Sally modelled for ten minutes at a time, recreating the poses from several of the great masters while Alice scribbled feverishly on her art pad; each gaze at her oversized penis made her clit twitch. Alice could feel the dampness growing between her thighs but didn’t care; this was the start of her payback. She wondered how Ted would react to seeing the drawings of a beautiful, well-hung transsexual on the wall.

Sally’s endowment was very pleasing to the eye; even dormant, it looked impressively powerful with its protruding veins snaking along the thick shaft. In a frenzy of frantic pencil scribbles, Alice’s mind wandered; all she could focus on was Sally’s cock. As she became more and more aroused, she had almost forgotten Gracie was even present. Alice felt her pulse racing as she wondered what it would feel like inside her wet, willing pussy. “Such a magnificent tool. Oh God, I am so fucking horny right now.”

“Perhaps we should break there to give you a rest. Would you like a cup of tea?” Alice handed Sally the dressing gown, her hand trembling with the closeness of her stiff cock that she so desperately wanted to touch.

“Not much point; you’ve seen it all now.” Sally placed the gown over the back of the chair.

Her panties were soaked; Alice knew she could smell her sweet musky cream as a dribble ran down the inside of her thigh. Sally was the second naked male body other than her husband's she’d ever seen in the flesh; the overwhelming dimensions of her manhood had Alice’s brain spinning. She knew it was wrong to think that way, but she was like a bitch in heat, unable to control her carnal desire; Alice found herself craving to be taken, fucked wildly on the sofa by Sally’s hard cock pounding her to orgasm after orgasm.

Alice was suddenly snapped out of her daydream. “Are you okay, Mum? You look distant.” Gracie noticed the vacant look on her face.

“Would you excuse me for a moment? I need to visit the restroom.” Alice’s vagina was screaming for attention, dribbling constantly like a broken faucet; her clit throbbed, demanding immediate attention.

She pressed her back to the toilet door as it closed, with her chest heaving deeply as she closed her eyes. It took a moment for her to realise where she was as she came back to earth. Alice slipped out of her white cotton panties; the gusset was transparent, totally soaked with her secretions. “Not much point in putting those back on.” Alice tossed them in the corner of the room and let her fingers glide over her hairy mound; she gasped instantly as they made contact with her wet slit.

She pressed the palm of her hand hard against her mound; her legs almost gave way as a bolt of pleasure surged through her core. She was dangerously close to climaxing but knew she couldn’t relieve herself; the girls would certainly hear her loud cries. Reluctantly, she mopped her pussy the best she could before returning to the studio in a horny haze.

“You have a gift, Alice; these sketches are amazing, so lifelike.” Sally was flicking through the pages of the art pad. Alice instantly turned Scarlett and hastily made her way towards the easel, trying to stop her, but she was too late.

Sally flicked to the last sketch; her eyes widened and eyebrows raised with amazement. “You certainly have an eye for detail.” She looked up at Alice, but she turned away instantly, too embarrassed to look her in the eye.

“I’ll put the kettle on.” Alice turned and shuffled off. “Shit, shit, fuck, she wasn’t supposed to see that; now she’ll think I’m some kind of sick pervert.”

The sketch was a highly detailed replica of Sally’s impressive penis; she had captured the thick, raised, snaking veins and shape of the bulbous head beneath the straining foreskin, which rolled back slightly, revealing the tip with a small dribble of precum. Alice had added herself to the drawing, on all fours, ready to be entered by Sally from behind. In her haze of frenzied etchings, the drawing had taken on a life of its own. Sally blushed as she headed towards the toilet, needing a pee.

Alice's heart skipped a beat; her discarded, soaking wet panties were still on the floor of the toilet, and she knew Sally would be curious enough to examine them. Noticing the discarded panties, Sally picked them up and pushed her nose into them, filling her lungs. Drawing in the musky scent, she licked the gusset, savouring the sweet taste of Alice’s juices; she tasted sweeter than Gracie. Her cock dribbled with precum at the thought of taking Alice from behind.

Sally reappeared, totally unfazed by her erect cock swinging around with each step. Alica was feeling out of control; her body screamed for attention, to be touched, licked, and fucked. She wanted Sally’s huge cock deep inside her body; Alice’s hands were shaking so much she was hardly able to hold the cup of tea steady as she offered it to Sally. “This is so wrong; what on earth am I thinking?”

“That was great work. Let’s call it a day. I can’t thank you enough, honey; I am certainly feeling a little more confident in the company of a nude model.” Alice desperately wanted to get to her bedroom to scratch her itch.

“No problem. it was a bit weird at first, but I suppose now you’ve seen me naked, it’s not such a big deal. I’d happily pose again. Jason is here tomorrow; that will be fun.” Sally smiled as Alice’s eyes rolled with sheer delight at the thought of an even bigger cock to sketch.

“Dad might freak out if he sees this.” Gracie held the sketch up to the wall with an evil glint in her eyes.

“Oh! This is going to be more fun than I could possibly have imagined.”

— X-

Gracie’s comments about her frumpy attire had been niggling on Alice’s mind; she knew she was right. Alice thought about how Gracie and Sally dressed. She’s never really approved of tight leggings and skimpy braless tops; Alice always thought Gracie looked a little slutty with her dishevelled hair and exposed tummy. Whereas Sally dressed like a Barbie doll, very feminine, with beautiful makeup; somehow she managed to conceal her penis well even when in tight jeans. Alice had lost all confidence in herself and her appearance, causing her not to bother trying, but that was about to change.

Gracie had inspired her; she was going to the spa, hairdressers, and shopping. She spent the entire day being pampered at the spa and transformed at the hairdressers. Then went on a shopping spree, cruising through the aisles of clothing stores in search of her new look. The boot of the car was crammed to the brim with bags as she arrived home eager to try her new outfits on. Alice had purchased several casual, around-the-house outfits, a few sexy evening dresses, and some stunning lingerie. Gracie and Sally didn’t know it yet, but they were going to be her guinea pigs. She planned to test each outfit to see how they’d respond.

Alice stripped in front of the mirror to study her new body; gone were the hairy legs, her shins were smooth and shiny. Despite being short in stature, her legs seemed long and slender. Her vagina was freshly waxed to reveal the treasures of her beautiful mound; pink petals peeped out from the fleshy slit. Alice studied her folds; she hadn’t seen herself bare since being an adolescent. It was a thrilling site, it made her feel like a dirty schoolgirl flaunting her sex so openly. Her smooth, soft flesh felt so sensitive as she traced her fingers gently across her mound.

The most dramatic change was Alice’s hairstyle; her mousy, straight-cut, shoulder-length hair was gone. In its place was a radical Roxette cut with short back and sides and a spiky top, coloured in a deep shade of cherry, which complemented her pale green eyes perfectly. The cut had accentuated her sharp jawline, giving her a slightly androgynous look. Alice had never previously worn make-up; now her eyelids were brushed with an electric green shadow, and the glossy black lips gloss complemented her painted black nails.

Not bothering with panties Alice wriggled into her stretchy red leggings, pulling them high so they cut deep into her pussy mound. She admired the W-shaped camel toe as the seam bit tight at her clit; she realised why Gracie wore them often; the sensation was electrifying. Alice turned to admire her perky pear-shaped ass and slapped it with a giggle. To finish the look, she slipped on a silky white blouse, tying it in a knot around her slender waist, just above her belly button.

Alice moaned softly as her nipples brushed against the silky fabric of the blouse; they stiffened instantly. The thick cigar stubs stood to attention; the deep pink of her teats was clearly visible through the thin material. As she moved, the sensation of the silk gliding across her sensitive nipples was sublime. Alice had been totally transformed, virtually unrecognisable; she felt sassy and hot, in a constant state of arousal, and ready to become her new alter ego.

“I’ll show that bastard just what he’s missing as I ride a huge cock in front of him, ” Alice said to herself in the mirror, with a sense of newfound empowerment.

Alice knocked on Gracie’s door, but it was strangely quiet inside. She wondered if she’d gone out until she heard the tapping of her keyboard. A shaky hand reached out and turned the doorknob slowly; her heart was pounding with a mix of nervous energy and excitement, wondering how Gracie would react to the new Alice. Standing in the open doorway in her sexiest pose, she could see Gracie sat at her computer desk wearing only headphones and skimpy tight panties; it was a sultry night, as she played a video game, oblivious to everything else. Alice flicked the lights on, startling Gracie, who spun around in her chair.

“HOLY FUCK, ” is all she could say as she stared at the unfamiliar woman in the doorway; surely that wasn’t her mother.

Alice watched like a hawk as Gracie’s eyes travelled slowly from her head down her body. Her eyes rested on her hard, thick nipples jutting from the soft silky blouse; they stiffened further as Alice noticed Gracie’s nipples harden. Slowly Gracie’s eyes trailed lower over her exposed flat stomach to the visible mounds of her sex, her puffy camel toe proudly displaying the details of what lay beneath. The fabric dug deep, leaving nothing to the imagination. Gracie sat dumbfounded and strangely aroused.

“You look so hot, Mum; hell, even I’d want a piece of that action, ” Gracie joked.

“Do you think Jason will approve?” Alice turned to show off her perfect pear-shaped ass.

“He’ll be begging to have you; he’s such a great lover he’ll make you cum so hard.”

Alice found it hard to sleep that night with the anticipation of meeting Jason; despite the hours of masturbation hoping she would wear herself out, she was just too excited to sleep. Having seen Jason’s hard-on in Gracie’s photo, she couldn’t get the sight out of her head—the way it stuck up so hard, thick and long, enormous. She had always considered Ted to be well hung; he was rather girthy, around seven inches, and filled her well. Jason, on the other hand, was so much bigger; she couldn’t wait to seduce him, to finally feel another man’s cock between her legs. And for Ted to watch, unable to stop her.

The following morning Alice woke early and showered, taking time to caress her body sensuously with the thick lather of the shower gel. She made herself cum holding the hand shower against her clit. With each orgasm she sought another; it was like a drug. Her body had never felt so alive. It had been over a year since Ted last entered her wet folds; she was famished, in desperate need of a man driving his hard cock deep between her legs. Alice had awakened her inner slut.

She dressed in front of the mirror, admiring her freshly waxed mound. She hoped Jason would approve; for her it was about the thrill of the seduction, exhibiting her body to the hungry eyes of her lustful young stud, arousing him until she couldn't hold out any longer. A rush of butterflies danced in her belly as she descended the stairs; the two straps of her open-crotch panties caused her vulva to squelch together with each step. Her clit, the size of a baked bean, throbbed and stood proud of its hood; a trickle of juice trailed down her inner thigh.

“Christ, my pussy is so sensitive since waxing; it feels so amazing, ” she thought.

Alice wondered if she’d even make it to the kitchen without climaxing on the staircase; the excitement of teasing Jason was overwhelming. But she busied herself with making coffee; the aroma soon woke Gracie. Alice heard her feet on the stairs; heart pounding and clit throbbing, she posed to welcome her to the morning.

“What am I doing? This is insane.” She panicked.

Gracie was dressed in a long T-shirt as she entered the kitchen; Alice stood like a pornstar posing for the DVD cover of a lavish production. Six-inch red leather heels with a thick strap around the ankles, her long legs wrapped in red sheer stockings, crotchless red lacy panties cut into the soft mounds of her labia, her clit engorged. A red lacy corset held her tits upright, so the stubby nipples were on full display. Gracie stood motionless, unable to speak as she studied her mom’s body.

“Tell me honestly; I need to know. Your father has been messing around with other men; do you think he deserves to be punished?”

“Uh, ” Gracie didn’t hear a single word; she was completely lost in her own thoughts.

“He’s denied my pussy for years and goes off gallivanting with other men’s cocks. Does that bastard deserve punishment?” Alice continued, seeking the approval of Gracie.

“It’s a pretty shitty thing to do; maybe if he feels jealous, it will make him realise what he’s missing.” It seemed like a logical approach. “God, you look like a porn star. I am quite sure he would be so hard for you right now.”

In her sexiest voice, “Do you think Jason will want to take me?”

“Mum, I think even the gayest man on the planet would want to have you right now, ” said Gracie, feeling her own pussy heating up.

“Let’s enjoy breakfast; I have a few things to do before your father gets home. Can you bring Jason over to the studio when he arrives?”

Ted landed at Heathrow on time, and it was only a short drive home.

He secretly hoped that Alice hadn’t seen his stash of gay porn and wondered how he might explain it away. Little did Ted know about Alice’s transformation and plans for her revenge. She left his porn magazines in a tidy pile in the centre of his desk before heading off to the studio. It wasn’t long before Ted’s car pulled up outside the house; his first port of call was the office. His stomach churned like a washing machine on a slow wash; he felt sick as he saw the pile of magazines carefully stacked on his desk. Ted searched the house looking for Alice.

He knew he had some explaining to do; unable to find Alice, he made for the studio and nearly had a heart attack as he walked in.

Jason lay stretched out on the sofa like a Greek god; his long, thick shaft was swollen and lay heavily along his thigh, Alice’s crotchless panties were draped over his cock, and the rest of her lingerie lay scattered around him. Alice was completely nude except for her red high-heeled shoe as she sketched away on her pad. Ted’s noticed the drawing hung on the wall, the one of Alice on all fours in front of Sally’s erection.

“What the fuck IS GOING ON here?” Ted couldn’t pull his eyes away from Jason’s huge semi-erect cock. “Alice, is that you? What the fuck! you look..., ” Alice cut him short.

“I’ve decided to take up still life, darling; your magazines inspired me. If you can look at cocks, what’s stopping me?” Alice announced loudly as though she were performing on stage.

“What’s not to like about an enormous COCK? they make me....” Alice turned to look Ted directly in the eyes. “Exceptionally wet, ”

“Young man, get dressed this instant. How dare you expose yourself to my wife?” Ted tried to take control, but his meek demeanour lost the battle.

“You stay right where you are, honey.” Alice glared directly into Ted’s fearful eyes. “If I choose to have naked men in the house, there is nothing in this world you can do about it, I am looking forward to riding his huge cock.” Alice wagged her finger in his face for dramatic effect.

“But we’re married, ” Ted tried to reason.

“DON’T YOU DARE try putting this on me. How many cocks have been in that lying mouth of yours?” Alice raged; Ted knew he had lost. “Isn’t it time for you to get back to wanking over your cock mags?”

“Alice...” Ted said softly, searching for sympathy.

“I am going to have Jason’s huge cock; he’s going to fuck me senseless, and you’re going to watch me cum over and over again.” Alice knew that would cut deep; she enjoyed the look of pain on his face. “Slutty MILF one, Bi-Cuck nil.”

Alice and Jason burst out laughing as Ted sloped back to the house; strangely, Jason had enjoyed the whole argument; being a total exhibitionist and bisexual, he was eager to have Alice while Ted watched. Alice had bent over to pick up a stocking, giving Jason a nice view of her pear-shaped butt and silky smooth slit; his cock rose to attention quickly; within a matter of seconds, he was rock hard, ten inches of pulsing flesh jutting toward the ceiling.

“I wonder if he really has sucked off any guys, ” Jason quizzed, now curious about what Ted got up to with other men.

“Oh my, that really is quite something.” Alice turned and caught sight of Jasson’s erection.

“Come, let’s go outside. It’s a glorious day; I could do with bronzing my body.” Alice took hold of Jason’s cock and led him to the garden.

Alice picked up a couple of towels and the sunscreen en route before they headed out into the garden. She caught a glimpse of Ted's head appearing and disappearing from the upstairs window as she led Jason by the cock to the sun loungers. Alice smiled to herself, knowing she would soon be sliding up and down on Jason's shaft while her pathetic cuck watched, helpless to stop her.

“We have a stalker watching up there.” Jason eyed the first-floor window that overlooked the garden.

“We’ll just have to put on an extra special show for the bastard, won’t we, honey?” Alice set up the towels on the lounger and sat.

“Would you mind, honey?” Alice held the sunscreen towards Jason. “Make sure you get into all the nooks and crannies.” Alice lay back and saw Ted reappear in the window.

Jason squirted the lotion on her feet and lower legs, taking time to sensuously rub the coconut cream into her soft skin. Alice responded with soft moans of encouragement as he moved a little further up her thighs. Alice parted her legs wide open. Jason paused in awe at the sight of her delicious open sex; she was soaking wet, and the muscles to the entrance were relaxed enough to see the inner walls twitching. Her clit was fully engorged, throbbing as his hand slipped up her thighs.

“If I were an artist, I’d paint you like this.” He whispered softly.

Jason moved his hands up her body, carefully avoiding her pussy to work the cream into her belly, before focusing on the soft mounds of her breasts. His touch was electric, sending ripples of pleasure to her clit that baked in the heat of the warm sun. Her breathing turned to panting as her hard nipples squashed under the firm pressure of his manly hands; her hips gyrated slowly as a flow of juice leaked from her slit.

“STOP, stop, you’re going to make me cum. I am so..., ” Alice panted, trying to hold back her release.

Jason froze for a second, not moving his hands, which were still cupping her tits. Alice’s clit was twitching fiercely; she opened her eyes to see Ted still standing in the window. She looked down at her body to see Jason's monstrous erect cock sticking up past her mound, only a few inches from her entrance; her body shivered as she stared longingly at his manhood. Jason released her tits and sat back, giving Alice a better view of his cock.

“Jesus, that thing looks so big up close. I am... I am...” Alice stiffened, gripping the arms of the chair tightly. “Stick your fingers in, stuff them into me.” He didn’t need a second invitation.

Jason slipped three fingers into the warm, wet cavern; Alice took hold of his arm, forcing his hand hard against her mound as she bucked her hips wildly, crying out with sheer joy. She kept his fingers stuffed inside her as a huge orgasm washed through her body, lasting several minutes, causing a gush of juice to cover over his hand.

“WOW! What a show! I’ve never seen a woman orgasm like that before.” Jason was pleased to have been of assistance.

“The bastard is still there just watching, not knowing what to do—how pathetic, ” Alice laughed, looking at him. Ted disappeared from view.

“Honey, I don’t know how much more of this I can cope with. Your cock is so beautifully big; I want it so desperately. I want you to make love to me, not just fuck me. Promise.” Alice reached out and placed her hand affectionately on his cheek.

“You know I want you more than anything right now; make me feel like a woman again, Jason.” Alice kissed him tenderly on the lips.

“I want you too, Alice; you’re so beautiful.”

“I need to be loved, I need to feel like a woman, and I want a big strong man to make love to me, to pleasure me in ways Ted never has.” Alice felt herself melting into Jason’s lustful eyes.

“Let’s spend the whole afternoon making love; it’s going to be so special giving you what you need.” Jason kissed Alice's hand tenderly.

“Let’s go inside and get comfortable in my bed. Don’t worry about Ted; he can’t stop me from having what I want.” Alice stood clutching Jason's cock and led him inside.

Ted was standing at the top of the stairs as Alice and Jason ascended. He watched helplessly as they squeezed past him. Ted grabbed Alice’s wrist, trying to stop her, but she pulled away forcefully. Continuing to the hallway to their spacious bedroom. Alice left the door open as they entered. Once in the room, she wasted no time turning to Jason, locking into a passionate embrace. Their tongues entwined as they tenderly explored each other's bodies. Jason stroked her back and cupped her fleshy buttocks, pulling her tighter into his body. His thick cock was sandwiched between them.

Ted could hear Alice’s passionate moans as their kissing heated up. There was a sudden loud gasp as Jason’s fingers slipped down the groove of her ass cheeks. Slowly, like an unwilling fish caught on a line, he found himself pulled towards the bedroom door. There was a thud followed by giggling as they fell onto the bed. They kissed and groped each other for what seemed like a lifetime to Ted. Who was now standing in the doorway watching as his wife was being touched by a young hung stud. Ted felt his cock harden as he admired Jason’s impressive rod. Jason rolled over on the bed, playfully pulling Alice on top of his body. Alice giggled as he pulled her legs around his, so the tip of his shaft probed at her juicy wet slit.

“Naughty boy, are you trying to take advantage of me?” Alice wiggled her hips so the tip of his cock parted her lips and giggled like a school girl.

Jason locked her into another passionate kiss as he clutched her buttocks, pulling them wide apart. He pushed Alice down gently onto his cock, the head slipped into the slit, and Alice squealed with the shock of being entered. Ted was now in the room, standing at the foot of the bed as his wife was being penetrated by the biggest cock he’d ever seen. Jason pushed Alice further down, forcing his cock deeper into her body. Alice went rigid, and her eyes rolled in their sockets; the sensation of being stretched so fully was overwhelming. She was desperate to feel him pumping in and out, driving her wild, but had underestimated her pussy's ability to accommodate him.

“Stop, stop, give me a second.” Alice lay still, adjusting the immense girth as her pussy muscles twitched around his shaft.

“Okay, that feels so amazing, ” Alice forced herself further down, slowly taking inch after inch. “Jesus Christ, Jason. Aaahhh... I am so full... You’re going to make me cum.”

Alice fell forward onto Jason's chest as her orgasm took control of her body. As she convulsed, Jason bucked his shaft. Back and forth as deep as he could, due to the angle, he only managed to get two-thirds of his shaft inside her. Alice climaxed loudly, crying out Jason’s name and begging for him to carry on pleasuring her. After three back-to-back orgasms and unable to take any more, she rolled off him exhausted. To see Ted standing at the foot of the bed jerking off his cock.

Gracie was in her room with Sally cuddling on the bed; over the sound of the music, they became aware of Alice’s voice and her loud moans of pleasure. Sally’s cock grew instantly, knowing she was riding Jason. Gracie felt the bulge pressing into her side as Sally slipped her hand into Gracie's panties and pressed her fingers into her already wet slit.

“Jesus! Is that your mum? Sounds like she’s getting the fucking of her life; come on, let’s take a peek.” Sally suggested.

Stepping into the corridor, they could see the bedroom door was open, the sound of sex was much louder, and Alice’s cries echoed from the room. Sally tugged at Gracie’s arm, pulling her towards the bedroom.

“That was the best orgasm of my life; there’s nothing like having a huge cock fill you to the brim. I want more.” Alice was stroking Jason’s pole as she taunted Ted.

“I want you balls deep inside me, honey. Send me to the moon.” Alice climbed back on top of Jason, this time facing Ted.

Jason held his cock, guiding it in as Alice lowered her body onto his monstrous shaft. Slowly, inch after inch disappeared from view. Alice had her eyes tightly closed, and she concentrated on loosening up her body so he could penetrate her fully. Ted frantically jerked his cock; the sight of Alice stretched so wide on such a big cock was too much for him. As the final inch disappeared from view and Jason was balls deep in Alice, A thick jet of cum shot through the air, landing on Alice's stomach, causing her to open her eyes.

“What a pathetic little dribble, GOD... Yes... Right there, oh my god, oh my god, ” Alice bucked her hips back and forth, then in a circular motion.

“That’s so fucking deep, ” Alice exploded into another earth-shattering orgasm as Sally and Gracie appeared in the doorway.

“Wow, that’s so hot. I didn’t think your mum would be able to take all of Jason like that, ” Sally said as Alice collapsed back on the bed panting heavily.

Ted jumped, startled by Sally’s voice. He had seen her many times, but never in his wildest dreams did he think she was trans. His eyes were drawn to the sizable bulge in her panties. Gracie immediately went down on her knees and freed Sally’s erect cock from the tight constraints of her skimpy panties. Jason rolled over and cuddled Alice and gently stroked her body as the last ripples of pleasure shot through her body. Alice felt completely satisfied; even though she wasn’t penetrated for long, the sensation was overwhelming, and she needed more time for her now aching pussy to adjust.

Alice was conscious that Jason had not orgasmed, and seeing Gracie blowing Sally encouraged her to lean over and take his cock in her mouth. Looking directly at Ted, she slurped and sucked his cock with all the vigour she could muster, copying Gracie’s moves on Sally; Jason’s body soon stiffened, signalling he was close.

“You want to suck his huge cock, don’t you? Taste is cum in your mouth, ” Alice taunted Ted.

“Don’t stop, I am going to cum.” With that, a huge stream of cum shot across Alice’s face; quickly, she put him back in her mouth and swallowed every blast of cum, milking him dry.

“You never sucked my cock, ” Ted barked.

“The only time I’ll ever consider sucking your pathetic cock is if you bring me home a hung stud to play with.”

“Bend over, Mum; Sally wants to take you from behind.” Gracie stood pushing Sally forward.

“How wonderful, another beautiful cock; my pussy is already aching for more.” Alice moved into a doggy position awaiting Sally’s cock.

Sally climbed onto the bed and slid the tip of her cock up and down Alice’s wet slit; she slapped the shaft against her engorged clit, making her moan loudly. Alice was begging Sally to enter, but she carried on teasing her pussy, then without warning she thrust her entire length home with one strong thrust. Alice cried out as Sally thrust back and forth with long, deep thrusts.

“That’s so good. Oh yes, I love that cock. Fuck me, don’t stop, shoot your cum in me, make me cum hard.” Alice was in heat; she never felt so good.

Jason moved under Alice so he could suckle on her stubby nipples. “Oh fuck, yes!” Alice squealed as she launched into another orgasm.

Sally pounded relentlessly until her balls tightened; with one last thrust, she shot ropes of hot cum deep inside Alice, who came once more. Despite the persistent ache of her pussy for more cock, she was too exhausted from the number of orgasms she’d had and needed a break.

Alice snuggled between Jason and Sally on the bed, her pussy leaking cum. Gracie dashed back to her room for her phone and took a photo of them together on the bed.

“You should paint this one and hang it right there.” Gracie pointed to the space above the headboard.

“Clean it up; I want you to swallow all of Sally’s cum.” Alice ordered Ted, who instantly obeyed.

As Ted’s lapping got more vigorous, “You can leave now, Ted.” Alice shooed him away with her hand. Like a queen dismissing the staff.

End of part one.

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