And the same was likely true of Aunt Liz, though she had no connection to House Farrier, be it through marriage or otherwise. It seemed the sensible t...ing to hope for, and my aunt was not the type to lose sight of that. But these were thoughts for another day. The celebratory orgy lasted for what felt like a lifetime. No one ever tired or became unable to perform. We just fucked and fucked and fucked, then fucked some more. Brianna was already glowing when it all began. By the end, you could. The following Saturday, nothing yet having taken place, I took Kitty to the mall to do some shopping. Since women "shop" while men "buy", we agreed to meet at the Sears entrance in two hours, exactly.My direction took me past Victoria's Secret, and I couldn't help looking inside as I passed by, if only to see who I might know that would be purchasing those hot undies. And sure enough, there was Samantha!Change of plans.I stopped in the doorway and watched as Samantha bought some sexy stuff.. It was a couple of months back and I put an ad in a sex paper for a Dom mistress to teach me how to act like a women .Mistress X replied so we met for a chat and instantly we both wanted the exact same thing from one another .She wanted a sissy boy to dress up and turn into a sexy tranny. So after discussing a few details it was arranged that I move into her place imediatly to begin my sissy slut training .I knock on the door to my new home and am greeted by mistress X ,she was wearing 6" black. And so young, only nineteen, he was as innocent of his beauty, as of his strength. Fresh and clean, he had soft, long blond hair and eyes the same indefinable color of the sea that surrounded them.She had no clear memory of when she had last felt this ache, this yearning. It intoxicated and terrified her. Ten years married, with two small children, she was thirteen years older than this boy.The terror was the discovery that she could even have these feelings. For years she had felt nothing, not.