I knew they were thinking the chick who used to be a guy was starting to lose it. I got up. "I gotta go to my room," I muttered. I went there. Trey wa...n't there. I lay with my face in my pillow and wept quietly for what seemed like a long time. Why didn't my sisters believe me? I ***knew*** it happened. Little Karen was still sore. This wasn't the kind of girl I wanted to be.###"That's my story, Daria. Do you believe me?" Of course I believe you," she said, taking a sip from her mug. We were. I suggested to my wife Sharon that she might like to have Nigel fuck her, at first she thought it was a little strange, but we were young and looking for kicks, and finally she agreed to give it a go, she said it would be interesting to know what it was like to have another mans prick between her legs. One night Nigel slept over at ours and slept in the front bedroom in the single bed. Me and Sharon retired to our room at the rear of our house. We got into bed and started to have sex, it was. If there was a shred of doubt concerning her love and attraction for me, it was gone. Soon, she was riding me. In several minutes she had orgasmed. She wasn't done yet. She pulled me over on top of her and reinserted my painfully hard cock back into her tight channel and I began to pound down into her. She matched my tempo with her hips thrusting up, as the heat of being in Jen's beautiful pussy was beginning to take its toll on me. I felt Jen's breathing beginning to get a little ragged after. "Still I wonder where you went, after high school you just dropped offthe face of the world," Chloe remarked, her voice tinged with sadness."Well that young man I met, we had a good time, but then he left me,alone and destitute, sis. I had to find myself again and be in a betterplace, which I am now," Claire explained, to ease Chloe's anxiety. Thetwo sisters exchanged contact info, and then after some time, the twoparted ways. But not before Chloe whispered to Claire, "Thank you forthis, dear.