"You like this?" I heard him saying through a sexual haze as he started to play with my clit again.There was a look of a****l lust in his eyes that ex...ited me. If only he knew how much I liked what he was doing, how much I liked my butt fucked?For a moment my memories of the many times Paul's prick had been up my rear end flooded back to me. He had taught me to like my arse filled with cock and had spent a long time working on me until it was one of my favourites. Quite a few had been in there. "It was early in the evening that Mum dropped what I would later call the'bombshell'. We had spent the afternoon with me practising my femininemovements. How to sit, how to stand, how to walk, how to talk...everything I had learned in my sixteen years in the world, I had tolearn again, but from a girl's perspective. And I was a quick learnerapparently. We had just finished a light meal of salad; I had to lookafter my figure now, when Mum told me forgo the washing up and weretired to the living. Now you see why she's my favorite." Susie turned red but grinned."I thought I was your favorite." Kelly said with a whine."Can you do that good?"Kelly nodded, turned, and ran. Her straight jump was just as high and tight as Susie's, and she stuck her landing."I guess I have two favorites." A few minutes later, I had nine."Okay, here's the drill. Everybody's doing five vaults today. You're all starting with handsprings." But I..." Susie started, and I noticed Kelly's mouth open to voice her own. Aunt Agnes replied, "No we don'thave anything like that, but go and ask Julie if she has an old nightgown you can wear." The way they looked at me was enough; I found Juliein the kitchen and bashfully explained to her the situation and what myAunts had said, she giggled and took me to her room where she producedthis long pink frilly night dress and a pair of matching panties,saying, "This is the oldest one I have, but you must wear the pantieswith it, I don't want any stains on it as well." I.