In front of me in the mirror was a little boy, or let's say former boy,named Sam. He was wearing a bra like his female classmates. The bracovered h...s tiny breasts. He let his fingers slide over his new bra.Mom was excited.- Do you like it? It suits you! Can you see that?Mother stood close behind and held her arms around me. She gave me ahug while we both were looking into the mirror. I was quiet but gaveher a little smile.- It feels so strange. When am I supposed to wear it?- As often as. After unburdening myself of my feelings that all men are pigs, I was well on my way to a hangover. I got talking (or should that be slurring) to a few people and to one girl in particular. She was 5’7” tall, slender build with long flowing thick jet black hair in a ponytail and the deepest brown eyes. She told me she was a student, studying psychology PhD. I must have been a classic cases study!We got pretty drunk and drank the night away, heading back to my place to do some further damage to a. " His tongue's not in my ass, it's wrapped around my finger that just came out of there, and he's licking it all up, sucking that sweet shit into his mouth. He loves it, don't you Mark?"Mark just gobbled more of the finger, working his mouth around to pull both into him so he could taste the pussy and ass together on his wife's fingers. He slurped and sucked noisily and Josie put the phone down by him so Sara could hear the wet sounds of his hungry licking."How does that sound, Sis? Sound like. We broke our kiss long enough to remove her shirt, but our lips were drawn back together with the magnetism of our desire. My shirt was being removed as I felt the lace of her bra cup crinkle in my hand. Her arousal showed by the firmness of her nipples. My hand went to the clasp and her breasts were soon free. My mouth encompassing the suddenly exposed nipple. The duel continued, but my tongues partner was now her stiff peak. Moaning and pulling my head tighter to her chest, she then reached.