(This story is FICTION and includes explicit sexual conduct, if she-males, forced-fem and cocksucking are not your gig – then you may want to pass on reading this. This story was submitted to Worship Mistress and contains a digital thumbprint. All rights are reserved. In other words, DO NOT LIFT )

M for Mistress rates this story: HOT HOT HOT

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MY STORY (Chapter 2) …..by FARSHAD FAR)

Over the next few days, my obsession with Carla and her cock grew and grew until I just found myself staring longingly at her wherever she went, watching her feminine figure showed off by the tight dresses she wore and imagining that little piece of masculinity the skirts concealed. At night I would masturbate and these days all I could picture was Carla’s cock. Try as I might, though, I couldn’t get another glimpse of it for real or another sight of her taking my father. Not in reality anyway. But, what I did do was start to think how little I really knew about Carla, who she was, where she had come from. My dad had told me that she was a model and I had accepted this pretty readily, I mean she was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on so it wasn’t hard for me to imagine her modeling. But now that I knew something more about the real her, I began to wonder just what kind of model she really was.

When I was sure that I had the house to myself, I googled her, searching for “Carla Rodrigues” yielding thousands of hits. Why hadn’t I thought of this before? My suspicions were confirmed when I had to go through a number of age confirmation pages to get to the sites that I was interested in. Sure enough, here were galleries of Carla the model, posing in sexy, revealing clothes and underwear, and stripping them off to reveal her monster cock. I was getting pretty hard myself just looking at these pictures and the video section was even more exciting. My cock was straining fit to burst against my tight jeans just at the clips of Carla stroking off her beautiful meat but it got better as the videos turned to Carla going down on guys, or more often, them sucking her cock, or them fucking each other.

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One video in particular held my attention for many viewings. Carla was dressed in full dominatrix gear, a tight black leather corset and the thigh high stilettos I had seen her in the other day with
matching black leather gloves up to her elbows. In her hand was a whip. The man that she was with was chained to a bed, his hands cuffed to the posts of the headboard and his legs tied up to his hands so they were wide open and his ass was pulled up into the air. His smallish cock was pulled up to allow Carla access to his ass, she knelt over him and was fucking him, thrusting her hard cock deep up into his ass. He was whimpering with the pain of his uncomfortable position, her tearing open his ass and her striking him with the whip but he was obviously enjoying it too.

“What do you want, slave?” Carla said in a hard edged voice, striking him with the whip.

“I want you to fuck me harder, mistress,” came the reply, “Harder and faster.”

Carla was only too happy to oblige, tearing into his ass with even greater vigor and excitement.

“You like that don’t you sissy boy?” she taunted, “You just love having your ass fucked like a little girl, like a slutty bitch.”

“Yes mistress,” the man in the video moaned, “I love to be fucked by your big, throbbing cock, I want to be used as your sissy whore!”

This video turned me on so much that I couldn’t help myself, I took out my cock and
began to jerk it off. As Carla made the guy cum and from his position of his ass and cock raised up above him, his own cum dripped down into his mouth. I couldn’t help but blow my load all over my chest. It was only as the camera zoomed in on a close up of the guy drinking down his own cum as Carla taunted “Wow slave, you even love cum like a slutty whore,” that I realized that the man fucked and humiliated in this video was my own father. No wonder my mum had divorced him. Not only was my new step-mum a she-male porn star but there was my dad up on the internet for anyone to see, begging to have his ass fucked harder by her. It was humiliating and yet I could only feel jealous that it was him and not me getting fucked by gorgeous Carla. Oh well, as it turned out, I would get my chance to star in my own Carla Rodrigues internet video, but we’ll get to that later.

(This story is FICTION and includes explicit sexual conduct, if she-males, forced-fem and  cocksucking are not your gig – then you may want to pass on reading this.  This story was submitted to Worship Mistress and contains a digital thumbprint.  All rights are reserved.  In other words, DO NOT LIFT )

M for Mistress rates this story:  HOT HOT HOT

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MY STORY (Chapter 1) …..by FARSHAD FAR)

My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn’t really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on.

That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my dad for the summer. He had bounced back quickly following the divorce and had already found someone new and I had to say, he had done pretty well for himself. Carla was a hot, curvaceous Brazilian model, tall and long legged with olive skin and sun kissed blonde hair. Everywhere she went, eyes turned to follow her ass she wiggled her ass in the tight skirts she loved to wear. There was just something about her, sure she was super sexy but there was something extra special that set her apart from other women, something in the way she carried herself and talked and laughed, so confident of her own allure and sexuality. Where, at first, I was impressed with my dad and how he’d managed to get himself such a woman, it wasn’t long before I started to become jealous and began to fantasize about my hot Latin step mum.

Any son who catches a glimpse of their father having sex is inevitably going to be pretty massively effected by it, but for me this event had even greater significance, it was the day that pretty much changed my life for good. I couldn’t stop thinking about Carla, she was on my mind constantly. Even at work in shelf stacking summer job, I was distracted all the time by my thoughts of what it would be like to stick my cock deep inside that hot Brazilian body where my dad had been before. I knew it was wrong to think that way about my stepmother but what could I do? I felt like I couldn’t control my own mind any more, she was always there. Finally, I decided that no matter what the consequences, I just had to see Carla’s naked body, it was the only thought that consumed me.

One day, I got home from my job early and the house seemed empty and deserted, but as I walked upstairs I began to hear moans coming from the bedroom and began to guess what that would mean. Carla would be there, exposed in all her naked beauty, having sex with my father.
Before I really knew quite what I was doing, I knew that I had to see this and I quietly tiptoed up the stairs to the door of my dad’s room that was slightly ajar and peered through the gap.

I don’t know quite what it was that I expected to see but what I did see was certainly something very different. The scene before me was something that I would never have expected to see in a million years. Sure, in the middle of the room was just what I had hoped to see, Carla’s tall, toned body almost completely naked. I had a great view of the curve of her pert, round breasts, her flat stomach and long legs in thigh high leather stiletto boots that made her tower even taller over my father who knelt in front of her and, now this was the shocking bit, was sucking on her big, thick, hard cock, almost twice the length of mine! That’s right, my gorgeous new stepmother wasn’t a beautiful girl at all, she was a she-male! Clearly my dad didn’t have any problem with it as he slobbered eagerly all over her thick manhood.

“Oh, baby, you sure know how to turn a girl like me on,” Carla moaned in her thick Brazilian accent, “If you don’t watch out I’m going to cum right down your throat. You’d like that wouldn’t you, you dirty little cock sucking sissy?”

“Yes mistress,” my father, humiliated by this hot dominant she-male and loving it, replied, taking her cock from his mouth for a moment, “I want to make you cum, I want to drink all your juices as you fuck my throat with your big, hard cock.”

I couldn’t watch this any longer, it was just too weird. I turned away from the bedroom door and dashed away back to my own room. Well, you would think that seeing this little, or actually rather
large, extra side to the woman of my fantasies would make me stop thinking of her like that and certainly, that was what I thought when I got back to my room. But it turned out that this was not the case at all. In fact, seeing how Carla was extra endowed only served to turn me on more.

I didn’t realize it until I was lying on the bed in my room, but the sight of my father orally servicing the beautiful she-male had given me a massive hard on even as I felt disgusted by it. I couldn’t help but jerk my dick off while picturing the much larger and more impressive size of Carla’s in think of it violating my throat as right now it was doing to my father.