Ab mai sidha storie pe aa jata hu .To baat us din ki hai jab mera mba khatm hua to job searching keliye mai pune gaya to didi ke yaha hi rehne laga.Di...bhar job ke liye interview deta aur raat mai ghar pe aa jata.Ek raat mai 2 baje mai pani pine utha to didi ke room se kuch aawaje aane lagi .Maine zaak ke dekha to didi bed par nangi leti thi apane choot aur boobs ko sehla rahi thi aur kisi se phone pe baat kar rahi thi .Dhimi light mai didi ke boobs aise chamak rahe they ke aisa lag raha tha ki. .. factory porn mostly, fetishes delivered on cue. A blond bitch was throwing her mouth down some guys pole driving the knob into her throat again and again... face-fucking as it ought to be, full and eager throat service, so rare from a bitch. I stared transfixed pulling on my meat lure."God, I'd sure like to suck that cock.." I glanced up. In the hallway dim he looked a little like Philip Seymour Hoffman... round-faced with wispy blond hair, heavy in striped lycra workout pants, tennis. I ran my hands over my boobs, pulled my nipples a bit – they immediately went hard, slid my hands down to my tummy and hooked my fingers in the sides of my thong.I watched myself as I slowly started to pull them down.“Leave those on darling, you look so beautiful in them.”“Oh dad, you scared me,” I said shocked that I’d missed him coming up the stairs.“Sorry darling, I’ve been here a couple of minutes, you looked so young again getting undressed, it took my mind back to when you used to live. That way everyone would think Nick was just 'findinghimself' since he was off at college.The changes to Nick in three short months were incredibly dramatic. Hehad transformed from a preppy, hard-bodied athlete to a delicate,waifish twink boy. His blond, androgynous hair, his perfectly wedgedeyebrows, his smooth soft skin and manicured nails left little doubtthat he was a teenaged prettyboi. He never dreamt that his daily proteinshakes contained female hormones that were slowly reshaping his.