I sat there on the couch for a few minutes thinking about what dad had said, about me wanting to be a bitchand treating me like one, what was he going...to do, where had he gone, what the hell was going on. I decidedid better get these off and get some clothes on. I changed and went and sat back on the couch waiting nervouslyfor my dad to return, two hours had passed when i heard the door go. I sat with my head down in shame,looking up sorryful i noticed my dad had brought in with him several. She sensed it, and with her hand, grabbed my balls and gave a firm squeeze and tug. "None of that. Not yet..." she chidedI murmured my acquiesence around the throatful of meat i was struggling to breathe around. She resumed working her lubed fist into my ass until it was finally greedliiy consumed by my protesting hole."There we go." She murmured.She began to slowly work her clenched hand in my ass; first pushing gently in, and then pulling back until it would almost slip back out. It became. It was the school year of 2000 and I was an awkward 16 year old. I wasn’t the most popular guy in school by any stretch of the imagination but I had my small, tight group of friends made up of 3 girls and 3 guys.Early within the year I found myself attracted to one of our friends Nicole. Nicole was a cute girl about my height with freckles and dimples, quiet and shy too. I have always found myself attractive to the quiet ones, and eventually we started dating. Our relationship was mainly made. Grasping her waist, I lifted her slightly off my body and held my engorged member at the gates of her holy confines. She smiled and gently lowered herself upon my organ. The feeling of her wet folds enveloping my entire length was divine. We never went too fast. Her rapturous screams of forbidden delight were sometimes enough to awaken the entire household. The servants and guards would be running everywhere to discover the source. It would take some time for them to realize it was ‘the other.