Transformation
Chapter 1

It was a typical English wet summer and as usual I was spending the holidays with Aunt Katie and my  first cousin  Julie. We had been close as far back as I could remember, Julie was only a month  older than I was. The fact that we lived fairly close together in Hampshire, and our mothers were twin sisters, had a lot to do with our close relationship.

My elder brother Reggie now lived in Australia and had recently married an Aussie girl and my father had been visiting them recently on holiday after a serious heart operation, when he was killed in a car accident. As soon as was conveniently possible my mother had  left for Australia, and I had gone to stay with my Aunt Katie and Julie. Fortunately it was the start of the summer holidays and so it did not affect my school work. Aunt Katie had been a widow for many years. And she had a small chain of beauty salons all with managers, and as  it was her own business, she had much greater freedom to be at home with Julie and me during holidays. Although of course we were now at an age when we really could look after ourselves. 

Both Sandy and I were very similar in appearance as we both had long light auburn hair and our features were almost identical. We had virtually grownup like a brother and sister. In the early years as young children we had frequently slept together, until our respective parents decided that we ought to have separate rooms.  Mother always refused to let me have my hair cut short,  she said it was such a beautiful colour that most girls would kill for it. I frequently got teased at school about the length of my hair, but I loved my hair more than I hated being teased about it. So there was no opposition from me.

One day  before this fateful summer while we were visiting my mother said facetiously to Aunt Katie  
“One day I think we will have to dress Tony in some of Julies clothes, I have a suspicion that we will  hardly be able tell them apart if they are dressed the same.” 
Julie was present at the time and I noticed how she gave me a long searching look, to see how I had reacted to the comment, but I had no idea what was going through her mind at the time. Mother had always told me that she had hoped before I was born  that I would be a girl, but she had always insisted  that she loved me anyway, and was quite happy with me. However, I somehow sensed that there was still  a latent longing somewhere within her  for a daughter.  

Holidays with Julie were always great fun, we seemed to have so much in common. We liked the same books, the same type of films, and we were both enthusiastic tennis players. Julie  liked clothes and dressing up, and quite frequently Julie would use me as a clothes horse, by asking me to put on a dress to see how it hung, and she liked me to go shopping with her for clothes, as she said she valued my opinion.    

Anyway, the year my father died I arrived at Aunt Katies for the summer holidays as usual, to be met by a rapturous Julie, who as usual was always glad to see me, and had lots of things to show me.  She kissed and hugged  me fondly. and very excitedly she dragged  me away to her room to show me her new stereo.  We had few secrets from one another, although we both had our own school friends from our schools.

The next day after my arrival was a Saturday. It was a wet and windy summers day and Aunt Katie was called into work as one of her Beauticians was off ill, and she had a full appointment book, for the day, so Julie and I were left to amuse ourselves.

At about 10.00 am Julie had a phone call from Aunt Katie, and I heard her giggling and  I heard her say “I can’t wait to see him Mamma she seemed very excited. She said “Grab your coat Tony we are off to see mother she has a surprise for us.” 
I tried pumping her on the way in the taxi, but she would not be drawn. When we got to the salon  where  Aunt Katie was working for the day she said to me.
 “Tony I know that you have worn girls clothes from time to time for Julie. Some of my appointments have cancelled because of the shocking weather, so how would you like it if I transformed you into a girl for the rest of the holidays“.
I admit I was a little shocked and I was not sure that I liked the idea. I looked at Julie as my mind tried to grapple with what Aunt Katie had proposed.. Julie just looked at me and  said 
“Go on be a spot Tony.“ 
So I said cautiously. “As long as it is not permanent Aunty.” 
“Of course it won’t be darling and if you really hate it you can change back straight away.”
“Well, we'll soon have you looking the part dear.."
 Aunt Katie said as she led me to her working area, and settled me into the chair.  Aunt Katie  wrapped a smock around my slender, nearly hairless body.  At that point, Aunty asked me softly.
 "Are you comfy ?".  
"Why are you really  doing this, Aunt Katie I asked as a panic set in ?" 
  She said  "Tony I know over the years how Julie has dressed you in girls clothes, and your mother and I have always wondered what you would look like as a girl, and I remember how your mother always wished that you were a girl. Well I thought it would be nice for you to surprise your mother when she comes home if it woks, anyway Julie always wanted a sister to play with. It is only for fun, and you can be a boy again whenever you really want to be!" 

I thought about it and Julie looked at me and said. “Go on Tony it will be great fun!.” 
So I was lost and agreed to go along with the change. I must admit that the few times I had tried Julies clothes on I had enjoyed the softness of girls clothes, and I had to admit that I had enjoyed the feelings that it gave me.  A short while later, my head was under the faucet of the sink, as Aunt Katie expertly washed my hair with a sweet smelling shampoo.  Next she rinsed a conditioner through it...or so she said. As I was waiting for the conditioner to work, I must have dozed off  and   I was awakened by an odd tickling sensation on my feet. I looked down and one of the shop assistants was filing and painting  bright red nail polish onto my toenails. 

"Well, Toni, I think that you are going to be a real beautiful young lady and I think we shall just have to spell your name Toni from now on" Aunt Katie said . 
Have a look at your self in the mirror darling!" And she whirled the chair around, so that I could look in the mirror.

There was only one major change so far,  My hair had been  wrapped tightly in rollers, Aunt Katie now squeezed a foul-smelling liquid onto my rolled-hair. I knew what it was. I was getting a perm! 
 "Don’t worry Tony it will comb out when you want it to your hair will not only be curly--it will be absolutely adorable with that natural  golden blonde colour that both you kids have.” 

A short time later, after sitting under a dryer, I was having my fingernails filed and polished the same bright red as my toenails, by the same young lady who had previously done my toe nails, while Julie who had come back with a whole lot of shopping took over, and started to comb my hair out, under her mothers supervision,  producing a flattering golden blonde pageboy style, reaching to just above my shoulders.

As the morning wore on I found that Julie had also gone out to buy some new clothes for me, to save me the embarrassment of shopping as a boy for girls clothes.  While Julie went out to pick my clothing, Aunt Katie had started work on my face--tweezing my brows into a thin feminine arch, accenting my eyes with blue-green shadow, eyeliner, and mascara. Finishing with a slight blush stroked on my cheeks which gave me a nice glowing look, while a red lipstick, that matched  my nails, made my lips look wet, kissable, and desirable. In the end, I was definitely a Toni--and even I had to admit to myself that I looked absolutely stunning.  

Julie came with me into a back room where she helped me on with a pink padded bra, padded out with tissue paper, pink garter belt, flesh coloured stockings and a white minislip. Over it all came a red mini dress, the skirt stopping a bout an  inch above my knees. On my feet, Julie had found some red patent leather shoes, with a strap across the instep and about a two inch heel.

A look in the mirror together with Julie and we looked like two incredibly sexy  twin sisters. Julie had also bought me a raincoat and an umbrella, together with a red handbag. There were a few other clothes in her bag like a very sexy nightdress and spare panties. 
Just before our taxi arrived Aunt Katie whispered in my ear
 “Even I did not think you would be this glamorous. Your mother will love her new daughter and it will definitely take her mind off  losing your daddy.”

Julie had also bought a few items of jewellery for me, a heavy gold chain like the one she always wore  and as we were waiting for our taxi Aunt Katie told me, if you like your transformation Toni then we will get your ears pierced on Monday darling  and you can have some really nice earrings”

We were home for a late lunch and over lunch Julie said “How about going to the cinema this afternoon for your first public adventure.”
I must admit I was a little nervous, but after lunch we set off. Suitably dressed for the weather and we enjoyed a lovely afternoon at the local cinema . No one noticed us in particular except for a few boys who tried to ’come on’ to us , but it was obvious by their approach that they had no inkling that I was a boy.  After the film we hurried home and  we found Aunt Katie waiting for us.

She asked with a big smile   “Do you like being a girl Tony?” 
Julie caught hold of my hand and before I could answer she said “Mother I really enjoy having a sister!”  I nodded shyly, and then Aunt Katie put both hands on my face and kissed me. “
Well what harm is there darling - although on Monday we shall have to get you some proper clothes of your own, and I think I will have to book you both in in for a beauty treatment and styling next week. Lets do the job properly.”

That night when I went to bed I found that my pyjamas had been replaced by a very frilly shortie night dress, similar to the ones that I had seen Julie wearing. I lay in bed my mind in a whirl as I went through the events of the day,  I realised that I had enjoyed being a girl and I was looking forward to the rest of the holiday .

I was just nodding off when  I heard a sound from across the room and I looked up to see the bedroom door swinging slowly open. I froze, trying to squint into the shadows, and then I saw Julie, standing in the doorway wearing a short nightie similar to mine.
 “I couldn’t sleep,” she announced softly, as I sat up to look at her 

“Julie your mother will kill us if she finds you in here at this time of night?” I whispered as quietly as I could. 
Julie just shrugged. “Mother is fast asleep,” she answered, sidling over to my bedside. 
“It’s awfully cold in here,” she observed, looking at me expectantly. She hugged herself expressively. 
“I’m going to freeze to death standing here,” but before I could answer she grasped the edge of the covers and slipped under them beside me.
“God… Julie,” I croaked. “What… what are you doing, for Christ’s sake?”
“Just what you wanted Toni. I want you to be my lover tonight Tony. You know that I have loved you for a long time.”
“But…”
“Try and tell me you haven’t thought about me in that way,” Julie whispered, nudging me playfully with her leg. I groaned, wondering what on earth to do, and then my breath caught in my throat as she began to wriggle beneath the covers. Then her hand emerged holding her nightie which  she dropped to the floor with a giggle.
“Julie…” I began. I intended to remonstrate with her but somehow I knew that if I kicked her out it would spoil everything between us for ever. Just the thought of the lovely Julie  naked beneath my sheets in my bed was quickly getting the better of me. My cock was hard at the thought of her closeness and what she was really implying.  I sighed, surrendering to the inevitable and turned on my side to face her. 
“We must be crazy, you know?” I whispered, sliding my hand over toward her. I experienced a sudden electric tremor of pleasure as my palm slipped softly across the flat warmth of her bare stomach.
“God… you’re so beautiful,” 
I murmured as I slipped my hand up the smooth plane of her stomach and I felt her breath catch as it came softly against the sloping underside of her breast. I paused for a moment, just barely cupping the soft little conical mound and then I ran my palm over the top, feeling the stiff point of her nipple pressing up against it. Julie exhaled sharply and I gently teased the hard little nubbin, squeezing it teasingly between the web of my fingers and pulling ever so lightly. As I caressed her, I had a brief vision of the perfect  tits as I had seen them briefly earlier that day .

 Even though it was dark, there was just enough light coming through the window to allow me to see the deliciously conical forms pointing stiffly toward the ceiling. With the chilliness of the night air, the two lovely nipples were like hard little bullets and I slid my hand over each in turn, alternately cupping and gently squeezing the tender mounds beneath. I could feel a stirring between my legs as I bent my head to my lovely cousin and began to nuzzle her gently with my lips.

It is almost impossible to convey the sweet eroticism of that moment. I felt as much as heard  her moan gently as I took her left nipple into my mouth and teased it, sucking her into me and flicking the stiff nipple with my tongue, first in a flurry of quick, viper-like movements and then more slowly, playing the flat of it over the hard little protuberance. I passed to the right nipple, repeating the performance there, and as Julie moaned again I slid my hand beneath the covers and down over the perfect flatness of her gorgeous stomach. I had never been with a girl before and I was just following a bit of instinct and what I had read in porno magazines.

I felt my fingertips slide over her pussy and her breathing suddenly became deep and slow. With a soft, barely perceptible sigh, Julie parted her thighs for me, raising them slightly and allowing me to reach down on to her wet warm pussy between. She gasped as I dropped my hand to cup the warmth of her lovely pussy.

I stripped off my nightie and as I leaned back toward her I felt the swollen head of my cock pressing hard against the projection of her hip. I slipped my hands back between her legs and down into the warmth, experiencing a wonderful surge of arousal as she groaned in absolute pleasure.

Julie’s sparse bush was little more than a soft tuft atop the rise of her pubic bone and beneath, as my probing fingers quickly discovered, the thick, fleshy pads of her outer lips were smooth and deliciously bald. I let my index and middle finger slide down on either side of the lovely tight crevice and I wiggled them, gently teasing her open. She was slickly wet inside and I bent to her in the darkness bringing my mouth to hers for our first, beautiful kiss. Our lips met and immediately she thrust her tongue almost hungrily into my mouth, twisting it with my own. I continued caressing her teasingly and then her tongue became suddenly rigid and erect as I parted her inner lips and slid my index finger into the hot, sweet wetness of her pussy.

Julie suddenly asked .”Have you done this before Tony?”
I had to be honest, and admit that I had not then Julie said 
“Tony I am on the pill but I have never had sex,  I was waiting for you. I know that we can never marry, but I will always love you, and I wanted you to take my virginity.  I don’t think I will ever love anyone else quite  like I love you.”
“I know Julie I feel the same, but there is nothing we can do about it.”
 I felt her hand steal out and then gently encircle the thick hardness of my stiff, throbbing cock.
Then she slipped her fist deliciously down my swollen cock , gripping the base between her fingers. It was my turn to moan now and she drew her hand back up, slipping the fingers around the head and teasing back my foreskin with the same slow rhythm I was using on her clit. Her eyes were closed now, her breathing, deep and measured, and a moment later her hand suddenly gripped me as she went tense. A short, sharp little cry burst from her and she came, jerking her hips beneath my stroking fingers.
“No… Put it in me,” she gasped urgently. “I want you to make love to me now…”
She parted her legs for me, laying back, her pretty auburn  hair spread in a fan about her head. She was looking deep into my eyes and I think I even saw a hint of nervousness there as I lowered myself on to her. She reached down and grasped my cock and guided me toward the entrance to her pussy .
Oh God… Sinking into her was like sliding my cock into a silken glove filled with a hot, exquisite oil. As the swollen head of my cock pressed up against the slick folds of her inner lips there was a moment of resistance, she gave a little moan  and then I was inside her delicious warmth. I could feel her gripping me, almost sucking at me, she was so tight, and she groaned in pleasure as I pushed into her, stretching her wide with my cock. Bit by bit  I pushed  inside her and then I could feel my cock against the hard little ring of her cervix. She gasped.
“I want to feel it when you cum,” she panted. “I want to feel it inside me…!”
I began to thrust back and forth. She began rocking her hips to meet me, locking her lower legs behind mine, and then as we reached an incredible crescendo of motion I exploded inside her, my cock tight against the gate to her womb as I filled the tip of the condom with my thick ejaculate. Minutes later, as I was still pumping my load into her, she came a second time, crying out and raking her fingernails deeply across my back. We gripped each other, lost in the incredible power of our orgasms and then subsided, gasping through the final surges of pleasure.

I’m not sure how long we lay like that before I eased myself off her. We held each other, lying side by side as we basked in the afterglow and she traced her fingers through my chest hair lost in thought. Finally, she slid her hand down my stomach and lightly curled her fingers around my cock where it slumbered on my thigh. I awoke early the next morning as Aunt Katie came in and laid out some clean clothes of Julies for me to wear until we could go shopping, She kissed me fondly and said
 “Good morning Toni dear, we will have to go shopping tomorrow to get you some lovely clothes of your own.”  

The following morning my aunt steered us toward the ornate entrance of one of the many exclusive shops that lined the main street.  I was not dismayed as I realised that this was a shop for young girls, and I felt a strange excitement coursing through my veins. Julie was  holding my hand as we started shopping, Julie knew exactly the type of clothes that would suit me, as we browsed. Then with Aunt Katies credit card we started buying clothes for me.
"Come on Tony dear I want to make you look every bit as lovely as your cousin. But, Aunty Kate, this is expensive.?"
"Come now, Toni. - you know that you like wearing her clothes, but you should have your own clothes and you do look lovely in them darling.”
 I found myself  being propelled gently into these delicately scented havens of femininity. 

No-one seemed to think of me as anything but a girl and it was also quite easy to hide the size of our shopping as we went from store to store. Smartly dressed shop assistants hovered around us and I must admit that at first I was feeling a little embarrassed and had it not been for my Aunt and Julie I would have fled. After a quick lunch I was taken by Auntie to have my ears pierced. It was not the most pleasant experience of my life and I had to keep turning the sleepers over the next few days my ears were a bit sore at first  But by the end of the week I was presented with a whole array of lovely ear rings.

That summer was a wonderful summer I don’t think I had ever been so happy in all my life. Julie and I never had sex again as after talking it through, Julie explained that we could never marry as we were cousins,  and if we continued a sexual relationship  we could possibly end up being so close that we could never conceive of  marrying separate partners. It was hard, but we both saw the sense of  maintaining  our self imposed restraint.

Within a few days of my transformation and after a little coaching from Julie I quickly became the almost perfect girl.  We did everything together, and soon I had a very full and costly wardrobe well advised by Julie and Aunt Katie.  But suddenly the holidays were coming to an end.  It was a week before returning to school and I had heard nothing from mother until one day Aunt Katie called me to one side. I had been  a bit down because it meant that I had to return to my real self as a boy soon.

She told me “Toni your mother is not coming home for a few months, as your brothers wife has died in child birth and she feels that she needs to be with him to help him back on his feet, she sends her love. Now the big problem is your schooling, you can not go home and live alone so you will have to stay with us,  and I have contacted your old school and got a copy of your school records and I was able to alter your sex on the paper work for the benefit of  the Headmistress at the Hazlehurst  Grammar School which is Julies school. You are more girl than boy and I have no doubt whatsoever, that you can go into Julies class  and no-one will know the difference, especially with Julie there to help and support you.”
I was sorry that I would not be seeing my mother but at least I had the consolation  that I could stay as Toni, although the thought of being a girl in a girls school was more than a little bit daunting. 

Chapter 2 Next

    

 Chapter 2
I go to school with Julie

It was with great misgivings and my stomach churning over with anxiety that I went along to see the Headmistress with Aunt Katie and Julie, and to my surprise, I was accepted on face value. The Headmistress expressed herself very pleased with my previous school record. and she said 
“Welcome Toni I am sure that you will do well with us and Julie can show you the ropes.”

I had recently had a letter from my mother saying that she was sorry but that she felt she had to stay and look after my brother and the baby for a few months . She said that she knew that I always enjoyed being with Julie and Aunt Katie, and she hoped that I would understand. She knew that Aunt Katie was arranging schooling for me.

The following week Julie and I were dropped off at Hazlehurst Grammar school by Aunt Katie dressed in our brand new school uniforms. It was not long before I was introduced to Julies two closest friends.  There was Sarah  a lovely blonde girl whose father was an Engineer and Betty a lovely  half cast Indian girl  whose mother Savitta came from  Mumbai, and who had met her English father while he was part of the staff of  the British High Commissioners office. Betty had inherited the beauty and sensitivity of her mother combined with the best physical features of her father.

I was immediately accepted into the group although generally I kept in the background for a long time before I felt that I was really wholly accepted, but within  a few weeks I was taking part in all the conversations that schoolgirls have about fashion, make-up and of course boy friends.
   
 I suppose that my success went to my head and I got stupidly careless over time, because Julie and Aunt Kate knew my real sexuality. I felt safe in the sanctity of my own room, but I became a little careless when we had visitors living in the house.  Betty’s family found themselves suddenly homeless when their house caught fire, and Betty, her mother  and her father moved in with us on a temporary basis while work was taking place. I thought Savitta Betty’s mother was lovely, she was a beautiful lady of about 32 years of age and, she was a slim ravishing slightly dark skinned looking brunette, who ensured that both she and her daughter Betty dressed  in the height of fashion. She had an exuberant bubbly personality and having got over being temporarily homeless, she became a real bundle of fun. Mr. Railes was  a more stable personality but we saw very little of him, as he spent as much time as he possibly as he could helping in the repairs at their fire damaged home.  In fact after the first week he was happy to sleep at their home in one of the rooms that was not affected too badly.

It was not unusual for Julie and Betty  to spend a lot of time in my room watching TV or looking at fashion magazines and one night as I had undressed and was lying back on the bed having forgotten to lock the door, dozing  with my eyes shut,  when  Savitta’s  voice broke my concentration.
 “Well well well what do we have here but a sissy boy with a nice hard cock, and  also a student at a girls school, and I suppose young Toni you are fucking all the girls including my daughter in your spare time?”
“No I do not.” I replied hotly inwardly cursing myself for being so damned careless  and wondering what she would do about it. She sat down on the bed and she pulled my hands away from covering my erection and placed her hand gently on my cock. She then said in her lovely lilting tone 
“Tell me all about it then Toni . So I told her my story from beginning to end.  I was finding it very hard to concentrate, as all the time she was fondling me and keeping me hard.          
She did not speak when I had finished. Then she said.
"You say you are not Gay and I can see that your cock is already bigger than my husbands” she said with a glint in here eye as she looked down at my naked body. I felt myself trembling   She did not say anything more, but just stood up, locked the door  and started to take off her clothes. When she was completely naked, she started using her hands like an expert on my cock. 
She then said. “Toni my little tame sissy boy how would you like to fuck a real pussy?”  
Then she opened her legs and I saw, that she  had milky white thighs, and nestling in between  there was a beautiful pussy, covered with a fine bush of black hairs. My cock jerked upwards violently seeing her  pussy.
 She then said. "If you want me to keep me quiet on what I have found, you will have to agree to become my part time lover.  I promise then, that  I will tell no-one of your secret. Is that a deal?”
I just nodded, my heart thumping with excitement as it seemed that my secret could be safe and I also had a real life willing woman in front of me wanting to be fucked regularly.
"Ok, honey I want you to touch my boobs." She reached forward and pulled both my hands on her lovely boobs.
 “This is how I like my lovers to do it” she said  
"Not hard Toni just like that Toni , but just a bit slower and, don't press too much, just fondle them gently, see touch my nipples.  Now suck them darling just like a baby, not hard, very slow, gently, no don't bite me, just suck, suck my nipples as if you were feeding,  take the nipple between your lips, ya, that's it, oh, good Toni , yes, yes, lick me, put your tongue over my  areola, not like that lick from the outer, yes, yes, bite the nipples now, no, don't bite hard, bite without your teeth, yes, it is ,yes" 
Thus Savitta  taught me how to suck a boob for ten minutes. 

Then without speaking, she straddled me and with one hand she guided my cock  into her warm wet pussy.  Then she sat  on my cock and started moving upwards and downwards. It seemed she was an expert in fucking on top. She did not hurt my cock, she peeled the foreskin back completely. There was some white smudge on the end. She removed them with a finger, and then started fucking again. She stopped leaned forward and she started  kissed me passionately on the mouth. 
“Next time Toni please  I want you to take all your make-up off before you kiss me. I am not into sex with girls.” 

 Gradually the tempo increased until I felt an upward surge in my cock  and I shot into her. It happened so soon that she was certainly not satisfied. She then asked me to suck her. I hesitated and she said Toni we have a deal, and so I pretended that I was delighted to do it. I knew that I needed to please this woman and the thought that my world could come tumbling down around me, and that  made me obey her every instruction. Her pussy was creamy with my cum and other woman stuff. I ate it slowly, then she applied her fingers on the outer folds of her vagina. She spread it more wide and I could see a small bud like a small pebble. She asked me to suck it and try to take it between my lips like sucking a nipple. I did it and she collapsed as she had a massive orgasm.  
Before she left she said. “Tony your secret is safe with me, but leave your door unlocked tonight  I may be horny again.”
 At the time I wanted to tell Julie what Savitta  was  expecting  of me when I got the chance, but somehow I knew I had to be prudent, I realised that I had to  leave the door open for tonight at least and see what happened..  

It was about 1.00 am in the morning when I felt her slip into bed with me. 
"Toni, I want to fuck you once again, my husband is no use to me.  I badly need a real good fuck"

I thought Savitta was even more beautiful in her night dress. I realised that she was shorter than I had imagined, and the I realised that normally she wore quite high heels.  She really was a beauty and she  had natural curves with  lovely breasts that were firm and big. She had long, thick straight black hair that hung to the middle of her back and a pair of lips that were just made for kissing  Her tiny waist made her  bust and flaring hips look so much bigger in contrast and her buttocks were definitely world class.

She climbed on the bed and lifting her night dress,  she straddled me. As she sat there for a moment savoring our pleasure her pussy twitching . Her look changed from a satisfied smile to one of unmistakable lust.  She said in a husky voice, " I love that big cock of yours Toni!"

She bent over and  kissed me, as we passionately embraced, our tongues dueling back and forth between her mouth and mine as we held each other tightly. Her beautiful full lips providing a new sensation for me. When we broke our kiss she sat up and I felt my cock go all  the way to her cervix, as her body weight forced my rampant cock all the way in with my first thrust.  She moaned in pleasure as my cock slid into her. I had also knocked the wind out of her as my cock  head battered into her cervical opening.

But it was just at that very instant, when I  made contact with her cervix, that I sent her over the edge with the most intense, longest orgasm, the first proper orgasm that I had ever  experienced from a woman.  She muffled  her cry of pleasure as her entire body froze for a moment as the orgasm washed over her. Then  her whole body shook, as it were much like the epicenter of an earthquake, while her pussy tried to drain my cock of all of my sperm and, without any further help from me, she began fucking herself on and off of my cock as fast and as hard as she could in the throes of her orgasm. 

Savitta for the next two minutes was like a woman possessed as she rapidly fucked herself on my cock For those two minutes, she was like a mad woman. I presumed  loving the extreme pleasure that she was receiving from me, having me moving in and out of her love tunnel. While she was fucking  me fast and hard, she somehow kept it just to the length of her love tunnel , stopping her backwards thrust whenever my prick head battered into her cervix. After she slowed down, signifying that her orgasm had died down, I took over control of our movements, forcing her to time her thrusts with mine. 

I guessed she was  right on the edge of another orgasm, so that she would feel that great need to have it, and hence work herself even harder on my cock in order to get herself over the edge, and into another orgasm. I was fucking her hard  my cock head continually bottoming out inside of her womb.  .

She was grunting and moaning and groaning in pleasure. I just let her cum whenever her body dictated.  she had small and large orgasms. I lost count of how many small ones she had,  but the large ones were coming hot, heavy and fast. So fast, that before one would die down, another one would be beginning. Obviously the whole thing  that mattered to her at that moment was having another orgasm.

I only shot off into her twice, her enthusiasm and energy kept me hard. Eventually at the very end of our thirty minute marathon session. I finally came for the last time. Just as she  had the most intense, and longest orgasm of our coupling, and then her body collapsed down on to mine as we both passed out from the sheer  intensity of our love making.

When we eventually came to it was almost 6.00am . 
Sevitta said “There is no way I am going to go long without that lovely  cock inside me. I promise faithfully Toni, that I will not breathe a word to anyone. But you tell anyone or let me down and your secret will soon be out in the open, but now I must get back to my bed before I am missed.”
 With that she gave me a long passionate kiss before she slipped away to her room.

I soon found that Savitta was not kidding, she was a very  horny and possessive woman and within the next week she never missed a night,  until we said good-bye, as her home was now ready for her to move back into. However Savitta  soon made plans for me to visit her regularly, and I was quite happy to be her tame lover for the next few months. She taught me a lot about sex, and how to please a woman, and I became quite fond of her.. 

Eventually though the time came to go to University. Both Julie and I had passed our A levels with flying colours. We both realised that we would miss each other very much. It was on my last visit when she told me she was pregnant. 
“Is it mine?” I asked.
“I really don’t know but there is probably a 75% chance that it is.”
Then I asked as  I dressed ”Savitta dear, would you really have told everyone about me?”    
She laughed and looked at me. ”Hell no Tony, but you had something I wanted, and all is fair in love and war.”

My time with Savitta as a lover was time well spent. I graduated from her school of sex with honours as a competent lover with everything she had taught me. Well anyway I would have done, had there been an award for competence.  

During this period Julie had her first date with a boy from the boys school.  It was not unusual for either of us to be propositioned, but of course I would politely turn them down, but Julie knew full well that she had to have a normal life without me in the future. We could be friends but we could never be lovers or any more than that.

The date was not a success, in fact for Julie it was an unmitigated  disaster, which led to a conversation and an admission that could have possible had damning consequences had my own mother been there.. Julie found an article which said that first cousins could be allowed to marry with the courts permission in special circumstance. The article explained that a lot of tests, including blood, and DNA tests would have to be presented to the court to support the application. Julie had mentioned this to me, and I had said that if it was possible, it would be my fondest dream to marry her, but apparently Julies insistence  that we both wanted this to happen caused a confrontation. 

Aunt Katie was very serious, in fact I thought she looked ill the evening when she called us together. She started by saying “I love you both very much and I would support you all the way if I could, but darlings there is a reason I have to divulge to you now which means the court would not allow your appeal.  The fact is that you are really half brother and sister, and that Toni was because it was your father who was actually Julies father, and that probably accounts for your close likeness. I hope this will never get back to your mother Toni. But the fact at the time was, that my husband was sterile, although I hid the secret from him. I always wanted children, and your father came to the rescue. It was not any sort of  affair, and yes we enjoyed it, but he loved your mother very much Toni, but he could see how distressed I was, and this was the only logical way for me to conceive.”

“I loved your father Julie, and he would have been very distressed had he found out.  I managed to keep the actual test result away from him. I often wanted to tell your mother Toni, but I did not want to hurt my only sister. I hope that we keep it a secret between the three of us”

Both Julie and I sat there in silence while we digested the news. But in the end Julie looked up at her mother and her distressed face. She stood up and  threw her arms round her mother and kissed her. “I loved Daddy and I also love you,  and so it is something I promise I will keep to myself.” I too gave the same  promise as I could see how it would hurt mother, and so Julie and I seemed destined to take different paths in life, as brother and sister..  

Next Chapter 3  

Chapter 3
Ten Years on
I become a Teacher 

It was strange feeling indeed the morning of the interview to walk through the front door of Hazlehurst Grammar my old school once again.  I remembered the first time I had gone through these doors with Julie and Aunt Katie supporting me. My anxiety was mixed with a certain nervous excitement that I had felt  that very first day as a student  came back to me again. The familiar smell of the school was to a certain extent unique, and I remembered the  nervousness  I had felt those first few times, when I had to use the girls toilet, and I remember vividly how I had imagined the retribution and shame  that would have come down on my head and I suppose Aunt Katie had my true sexuality  ever been discovered.

The one and only time my maleness  had ever been discovered was when the lovely Savitta had found me in a compromising position, as I had been so careless as not to lock the bedroom door. But in the end I had learned so much from my ex lover about how a man should please a woman in the bedroom that it had all been very worthwhile in the end. 

In the foyer of the public entrance were group photographs of all the sixth formers on the day they left school for the past twenty years. I had to stop and have a look at our photograph and there was I with Julie and I looking really feminine. It was a day I remembered well, because I was at the time I was really sorry to leave school. Not only had Julie and I come out mostly with A level top grades  but I knew I would miss all the friends that I had made in the year I had been there. I also knew that soon Julie and I would be parted, and that I had to revert to being a man again as University beckoned. 

Both Julie and I had both been awarded places at top universities and I had made the decision to go into teaching. We had agreed that we should both go our own different ways and go to different Universities. Julie had decided to make medicine a career,  and so she chose a University with a medical school. But that day we had left school we knew we had one long summer recess together, and so I had a stay of execution. That summer we did all the usual things we enjoyed, especially each others company  and I also spent a lot of time with  Savitta.. The one thing that Savitta asked me before we parted finally. “Please don’t get your hair cut Toni“ That was an easy promise to make because I knew that Toni would come out of the wardrobe in the future whenever the opportunity arose.

We both graduated, although we were not in close contact.  I had all the news through Aunt Katie, and the news from Aunt Katie that Julie was getting married hit me hard. I just could not bring myself to go to the wedding. So I had to make an excuse. I sent her a card and a present.  But to be honest  I could not stand the thought of seeing her with another man.

I don’t really know why I had applied for the job at Hazlehurst Grammar, perhaps it was because I had a feeling of nostalgia, and wanted to go back to see the old school again. But seeing the advert in the Times Educational Supplement I had on the spur of the moment applied for the post. But anyway, I had applied for the job and today was the day of the interview. It had been a shock when I was placed on the short list  I had thought they would never short consider  a man for a teaching post at Hazlehurst Grammar being an all girls school.

 The thought of coming back to teach in the school where I had been so deliriously happy as a girl student, was exciting, but now I guessed that dressed as a man, this interview would surely be a pure formality. I had no expectations that I would be selected.  I had never ever remembered or heard of a man  being appointed to the teaching staff of the school. I also suspected that I had been put on the short list as a formality to show that the school was complying with the law in applying a sexual non- discrimination  policy.

My eyes drifted across to photographs of the academic staff and I was not surprised to see that there were no male staff. But I did know that there were two male caretakers who were still working there , and there had been an occasional male chef on the catering staff . The photograph of the young blonde headmistress shook me for a moment, it was a face I recognised. If  I was right her name when I attended the school was a Mrs. Boyle but now she was described as being a Miss  Elizabeth  Todd. She had been a Math’s  teacher when I had attended Hazlehurst Grammar, and she had been affectionately called Liz by most of her colleagues.

Just as I was musing on the implications and wondering if I was running a risk of recognition. I was collected by a clerk who took me to the interview waiting room where two young ladies were waiting. The clerk said “Well ladies and gentlemen now you are all here the Headmistress will be with you shortly to answer any questions about the school, and the employment contract. But meanwhile I have been asked to give you a tour of the premises.”

After a tour of the premises we were taken back to the ante room to the school boardroom. While we waited we introduced ourselves. The first lady introduced herself as Mary  Hopkiss and the second was a Sophie Marchant. We talked for a while about various things, and we were all showing signs of nervousness , when the door opened and the Headmistress walked in. She did not seem to have changed  at all since I had last seen her, but I noticed how her eyes fastened on me,  and although I was not sure but for a brief moment their was a hint of recognition in here eyes, followed by a look of puzzlement.

“We have met somewhere before haven‘t we?” She asked me.  
I replied “Yes Headmistress  I attended several events here at the school when I lived locally, and we probably met then and I recognise you. But you were not Head Teacher then.”
 She then turned away and gave her little address and allowed us to ask questions about the school. Then she looked at her watch well and said “Well ladies and gentlemen the governors are here, and so we will call you in in alphabetical order when we are ready.

The other two candidates were in the interview room for about half an hour each and I was the last to be called. Their were six people on the panel  representing the Board of Governors and the Education authority. Two of them were men who were nominated by the local authority and the other three women were local councilors. The Headmistress was allowed to take part in the interview but she  was not allowed to vote.   First of all they asked me about my qualifications  and as I had brought my Diplomas and Certificates with me they took a few minutes to have a look at them.

The chairman looked at me slightly puzzled  “I see that you are awaiting confirmation of your Doctorate. It says here that you have done this by research into Elizabethan English. If that is the case why are you applying for this job and not a University post.“

I confirmed that my thesis was currently under submission and the fact that I had roots locally,  I knew the school had a good reputation, so  I thought that I should start my teaching career in a good quality Grammar School. Strangely during the interview I was quite relaxed , because  I was sure that I did not stand a ‘snowballs chance in hell’ of getting the job.

 Then the questioning started on the lines of what text books I preferred, and one of the male governors started asking me questions at high speed,  and not giving me time to develop my answer. I had to stop him, and politely ask him to give me time to answer a question before  he asked me the next one.

I saw a smile go round the room and then I had to face the question. “How would you handle the situation if a girl develops  a crush on you?” 
Then I said . “I honestly don’t know, it all depends on circumstances, but my aim would to be not to humiliate or show the girl up  in any way,  but I would also ensure that I avoided being alone with any girl anyway,  if I thought it could create a problem.” 

All the heads nodded sagely and I continued. “I might also add that your headmistress some years ago had a number of girls who had crushes on her.  From what I heard she handled the situation very very professionally.” I turned to look at the headmistress and she looked quite embarrassed and had a very puzzled look on her face.

Then the Headmistress asked me “Apart from the normal “O“ and “A” level subjects we have been encouraged to start a Social Studies  session for all students at least once a week. What subjects would you consider suitable for inclusion in the syllabus?“

I thought for a bit, then I said “I think a lot will depend on the age of the students. But I would include things like hygiene, health, and even subjects like baby care, but for the sixth former I think I would include things like beauty treatment, fashion and even subjects like how to avoid unwanted pregnancies and sexual health.” There was quite a gasp from one or two of the panel.

The Chairman said . “You seem to be on the same track as the Headmistress, have you had your heads together I wonder?” I laughed. “No but I do know that the governments  present day thinking is that students should have these matters discussed to avoid the amount of unwanted pregnancies and I agree with them.

I left the interview room, and went back to the waiting room. The other candidates looked up at me expectantly, but I had barely sat down when the Headmistress called me back in, and  I was  offered the post. At 25 and single, I was completely over the moon. I was very surprised  to be offered the job at Hazlehurst Grammar School for Girls. After the interview  I was then taken to the Headmistresses room. 
Then she said Mr. Nash “It is not our normal policy to employ male teachers in a girls school all things being equal,  but on this occasion we feel that we have no alternative. You have such a wide range of skills and potential,  that no female candidate that applied could compete with you.”

The sexy looking young Headmistress looked up at me with a grin on her well ‘made up’ face as she sat and deliberately crossed her legs showing me a large expanse of thigh. At the time I thought she looked  far too young to be a Headmistress and her dress seemed a little provocative with a short skirt, and a skimpy tight top which showed her ample breasts to great advantage. I must admit that  I had always thought of  most headmistresses as being at least  40 and dressed rather conservatively.  But Miss Elizabeth Todd  definitely broke the mould  as far as I was concerned.
 “ I said  “If I remember before you were known as Mrs. Boyle, and may I say that the years have been kind to you.”

She looked very surprised at my comment. “Funny how you remembered that ? 
“I used to visit the school when my cousin was a student here some years ago and you were a bit of a favourite with her”. 
“Yes Tony I divorced my husband and took my maiden name again. I married a rat, and was glad to be rid of him. I have never met a man I could feel I could trust after that experience.”
“Anyway,  the class you will have the main responsibility for is discreetly nicknamed  “the Harem“, by some of the staff. The girls are all seventeen or eighteen and finishing their “A” levels before going on to University. By some  coincidence the whole group are a real bunch of glamour pusses with my own sister  Megan being one of them.  I have no doubt that you will be well propositioned, but that should aid your teaching as they will be sure to want to please you.  The girls are going to really love having a nice looking sexy young man as their class tutor, you are nice looking athletic and very photogenic young man, but just be careful Tony.  If you succumb to temptation, just make sure that you are not caught.  The  majority  of these girls have boyfriends or lovers at their age, and most of them are on the pill. But they will quite quickly abandon what they have for a little bit of fun on the side.”

She had to stop to answer a telephone call, and I was just about to leave when she said Tony.
”That call was from my sister, she was coming to visit and now she has to stay  over in Dublin until the middle of next week. By the way  when we are alone please call me Liz, and I have just been thinking, now I will be on my own tonight, would you like to come to me for dinner, and we can run through a lot of business about the school and your students.  It would save us both a lot of time?

I told her that I would love to, as I tried to get to grips with the situation I asked her. “You seem to have a very broad minded policy where sex is concerned and your girls dress?” 
She shrugged her shoulders and looked at me. ”Well,  it’s the one thing that all these girls have on their mind most of the time, and there is a saying. “If you can’t beat them join them.”

I turned up promptly at Liz’s house at 7.00pm feeling very nervous and not quite knowing what to expect. Liz answered the door  to let me in. She looked at me and laughed, and said with a big grin. “You look as though you expect me to eat you. Don’t worry I don’t attack my guests until I have had a few drinks, and then Tony you never know, you might enjoy it? “

As we entered the dining room a was faced with a very pretty looking blonde girl, obviously on her way out for the evening.. She was almost a  spitting image of  her sister, and I was introduced to Megan. I was then told by Liz that Megan was one of  ‘My Harem” as she referred to them. Megan was certainly dressed to kill with a short skirt and a very skimpy blouse which I thought was almost a copy of the way in which her older sister  dressed.

She was very polite and  obviously very curious about me. Some of her questions were a shade on the personal side, and  while Liz was getting the meal she sort of half cuddled up close to me on the couch. She seemed to be giving me a complete ’come on’ and was not at all put out by the fact that her sister  was coming in and out laying the table for dinner.  She looked up at me with a cheeky grin on her face  “Tony you have shaped eyebrows and you have recently had a manicure. Are you gay?” 

I blushed and then I said quickly thinking “Oh that’s my Aunt, she has a number of beauty parlours  she is always using me to practice things on me.’
 Just then her sister said. “I thought you were going out with Kenny tonight darling?”. 
Megan looked up with a cheeky smile. “No Liz I have changed my mind, let him wait I want to have dinner with you two. This is much more interesting!”     

Liz looked at her “What is on your mind Meg?.”

“I am curious mother why you have hired a sexy young man with a figure like a seventeen year old girl, long curly hair, shaped eyebrows, and some nail varnish on one of his nails and he says he is not gay.”

Feeling guilty I looked at my nails.  

Then Megan laughed and said “That caught you out didn’t it?”
As she did so she threw her arms round my neck and kissed me on the cheek. She looked up at her sister and  said “He uses a funny smelling aftershave too Liz.”

I looked up and saw Liz looking at me with an inquisitive look on my face.” 

“I think that after dinner we have to talk  Tony.” She said quietly.

I must admit that my stomach sank.  I had been so happy at getting the job that I had not reckoned on my personal life being found out like this - I had no illusions that Megan and her sister would want to know the truth. They certainly had not bought my excuse. Aunt Katie had been so excited at having me  stay for a few nights that she had been over generous with the perfume. I had used as much aftershave as I dare to get rid of the smell of perfume that morning, but the perfume had won through in the end.

Liz managed to keep a good conversation going over dinner and she also told me that the staff lounge had been named the “Hen House,”  by the girls. Of course Megan had to say with a big giggle 
“Well Liz when you put one cock in a hen house, you could soon have a lot of baby chicks running around!”  That brought a bit of a laugh.

After dinner I was bombarded for the truth by Liz and Megan, so I told the whole truth about how I had attended the school dressed as a girl for nearly a year, and had indeed fooled everyone. Liz was amazed 
and  Megan was highly amused, and then Liz said. “And you really are a real functioning man.” I assured her that I had previously had several girl friends and they could attest to my virility. 
“I just enjoy the feel of girls clothes, and I suppose I really enjoy fooling people as well. It is a challenge to be accepted.”

I was not feeling so happy at having had to admit the deception and I said to Liz. “I suppose this means that I have not got the job?
“Oh yes you have -there is no reason why the story should go out of this room and you will be an invaluable teacher  with your insight into the way young girls at this school think. You could not have had a better training.”

“Oh Tony” Megan chirped will you take me out for an evening when you are dressed as a girl please?” 
I looked up at Liz to see her response and Liz was laughing .
 “Why not? I know you will look after her”

Then Liz and Megan  sat back and laughed  their heads off.  Liz said.  “I can imagine the looks on the faces of the Governors if they ever get hold of this story” 
All through the evening Megan kept quite close to me, this was so obvious that Liz eventually asked.
 “I thought you were going to the club dance with Kenny tonight  Meg.”
 “No Liz he bores me, I don’t think I will be seeing much of him in the future.”
 “But it was only a week ago when you two were making plans to marry when you were eighteen wasn‘t it?“ 

At the time I sensed that there was a bit of tension in the air, and I had a faint suspicion that Liz was probably blaming me because Megan seemed to be almost ‘coming on’ to me.

Eventually I decided that perhaps I ought to go, and Megan made a faint protest saying “It is only early yet .”
“ I  promised my Aunt that I would not be late home.” 
Liz asked. “Will you be staying with your Aunt?” 
 “No Liz I think I need to get my own place and I have a couple of places  in mind.”

Then Megan said “We have the granny flat still empty Liz, why not let Tony have it.?”
“I think that you ought to let your sister think about that for a while it may not be good practice to have me living, as it were in the same house as my boss.”
 Liz gave me a fleeting smile of gratitude and said ’Yes that is a point that I should obviously consider carefully but I will bear it in mind Tony. “

Next Chapter 4

Chapter 4
The problem of Megan

It was quite late that evening when I eventually left Liz and Megan that evening and I must admit that I was quite intrigued with Megan and the interest she had shown in me. I knew she would be part of my dreams that night. It was quite obvious the fact that I was a Transvestite did not seem to revolt her as it would most girls, in fact it seemed to be the reverse,  and seemed to be more of a “come on” to her. I was glad that Liz was there. The fact that Megan was ‘coming on’ to me was to say the least  a little ‘off putting‘, as I would probably have been interested in the granny flat, but I was more than a little wary of getting involved in some way with Megan living in the same house as her and having her so close to me I knew could be a recipe  for disaster.. 

Over the years I had avoided affairs of the heart, as I had never met a girl that lived up to my expectations. I had developed very much into a ‘love them and leave them’ sort of guy. In short I had never met a girl that could tempt me into marriage. I knew that where Megan was concerned that once again she was never going to be the woman for me and if anything did happen, it would only be a short term affair. Whilst I enjoyed her company  I knew that I would have to gently dissuade her from any notion of marriage if that is what she was aiming at. I naturally hope that at her age her fancy would change to someone else in due course.

The next morning Aunt Katie woke me early with a list of vacant apartments that were available in the local newspaper,  and in the locality of the school. I had just finished breakfast when a knock at the door announced the arrival of a Megan full of bounce and enthusiasm. She was an immediate  hit with Aunt Katie, and announced that she had come to help me in the hunt for an apartment.  I could hardly refuse her offer, even had I wished to do so.

It was not a day of wasted effort as each apartment we saw seemed highly suitable, but we then reached a house with an apartment on the side of the house well  screened from being overlooked. It suited me down to the ground. The rent was reasonable, and  I decided that I wanted it and signed the lease and paid the deposit on the spot.  Eventually I took Megan  for lunch and I said 
“Look Megan your Granny flat would have suited me, but It would not be good for your sister or  for me to be seen as living in the same house.. She is the Head Teacher after all.“ 
Megan initially seemed to accept that explanation to my relief.

 I went on “Look Megan I really appreciate your help, but we can not have any sort of close relationship, not yet anyway. I am going to be your teacher and this is my first job. I think you are really lovely, and if circumstances were different then that would probably  be a different matter.”

She looked at me and I could see the shock and disappointment in her eyes.
“You are telling me that you don’t love me then Tony? I looked at her quite shocked.
 “Do you think we have that type of relationship already then Megan. In less than  24 hours?”
“Of course Tony, as soon as I met you I knew that you were the man I had been waiting for. You are fun, you are not frightened to take risks, and think of it I will have you to shop for as well as myself and I love shopping.” 

“But Megan that’s not a good enough reason for the type of relationship that you want, and if we were to have a sexual relationship it will not be until you finish university, and that I am afraid must be final. I am not averse to having you as a girlfriend, I think you are lovely but it could not be made public, and I think it would be impossible to keep it a secret. Can we just be special friends for the time being, and see what happens?”

 I decided at that point  I would have to talk to Liz about it, I knew that I would be going home for the next two weeks to get my gear packed up, and to move into my new apartment. I hoped her ardour would cool while I was away.

 I planned to be back and give myself a week to settle in  before term commenced. Megan  reluctantly and very sadly agreed to keep our relationship at a distance, and I breathed a sigh of relief and not to get into a close involvement with each other. We went to her home for dinner, and I told Liz about our conversation and how I felt, and I told her that  it was imperative while she was in my class at school, we must keep at a distance.  Liz said when Megan had left the room “You know that she is absolutely sure that she is deeply in love with you, and don’t ever make the big mistake that she has given up on you..”

“I know  I like her a lot, and if things were different I would want to see more of her, but unless I set the rules this will be an impossible situation for all three of us.”

I had planned to go home for two weeks then come back for a week before term started. My mother was over the moon at my getting the job and she tried to get me to go and live with Aunt Katie, but I was adamant that I wanted my own place. I did however, suggest she came to stay with Aunt Katie for a house warming party. My worst fears were confirmed when Megan rang me at home every day, sometimes twice, and told me her plans for my apartment. I warned her I did not have too much money, and yet I  did agree some purchases over the phone. I got rather concerned as the tone of our conversations was in the context almost as though she was planning to move in and live with me, which had me more than a little concerned especially, after what I thought we had agreed and her sisters words about Megan being hard to shake off  kept coming back to haunt me.

I tried to ease Megan out of the preparations for the flat warming, but my two weeks absence seemed to have made her even more determined than ever. I tried to talk to her about her ex boy friend Kenny, but she just ignored all my comments, just as if she had gone stone deaf.

In moving into my apartment  I had one suitcase for Toni and another for me. With a spare bedroom I planned the one room to have all my femme clothes in, and the other for me to sleep in. Megan was continuously excited about the house warming party, but I played it cool and did not let her get too involved. I did not let on that my mother and Aunt Katie  were coming.  She was a little suspicious at the amount of food that I had bought, but I just insisted that it could always be eaten afterwards.  

Liz warned me that she thought that Megan had been making plans to stop the night with me. Liz and Megan had subsequently  fallen out badly over her attachment to me, so much so that Liz tried to forbid her from the idea of staying overnight.  In passing I said that my mother would be staying with me for the few days that she was here, and she would be able to have the spare bedroom. I just thought that Megan would take the hint and change her mind. The worrying thing was that Megan I had foolishly let Megan have  a key to the apartment and could let herself in any time.

Aunt Katie hinted that there could be a special house warming surprise for me if it arrived in time. The evening went well, and both my mother, Aunt Katie and Liz came together with Megan. It was quite a quiet affair really, but we had a few glasses of wine and it as quite a jolly little party. My mother complimented Megan on her choice of draperies that she had been instrumental in purchasing. 

After it was all over Megan insisted that she would stop and help me clear up the mess.  I was conscious of a warning look from Liz but I could not create a scene and insist that she went and spoil the whole evening so I gave in. Megan insisted on doing all the clearing away and washing up and putting the left over food into the fridge.

Afterwards Megan and I were sat having a drink, and I was sweating a bit about how I was to dispose of Megan. I knew my own weaknesses, and I knew that if she came on to me too much, I would probably give in and have sex with her. I knew I was not strong enough to resist. I had previously, had a word with Aunt Katie about my problems with Megan and the threat of her trying to stay the night with me, and Aunt Katie had laughed and said. “Don’t  worry honey I think I can  bail you out. I hope!” 

I was about to suggest that it was time for Megan to go as I was tired when the front door bell rang. I opened it to see Aunt Katie, my mother and Julie hugging a small child. Immediately Julie and I went into a clinch as we were so glad to see one another .

Aunt Katie said “I have brought Julie and our little Timmy to come and stop with you as I am full up at home. Immediately a sense of  relief coursed through my body and I turned to introduce Megan to Julie but I was just in time to see her disappear  through the front door, her face set in a rage, as her plans were obviously frustrated by the arrival of Julie and her baby.

It was a long time since I had seen Julie an we had a lot to talk about. As soon as my mother and Aunt Katie had gone Julie turned to me.
“I invited you to my wedding  - but why did you not come?” 
“I could not bear to see you married to another man and that is the truth.”
“Tony dear I needed you there, but the marriage was a big mistake. I missed you so much, and it was all my fault that our marriage collapsed. I still love you Tony and every time I slept with Mick I was thinking about you, but eventually reality set  in,  there can never be anyone else for me. The only good thing from the marriage is that I have Timmy”

It was the early hours of the morning before we both went to bed, but we still had much  to talk about. The next  day Julie told me that she still had to finish her medical training before she could practice, and she had decided that she was going to apply to the local University Hospital for a place. I said that she could stay with me if she wished, as we had two bedrooms, and I would be available to look after Timmy when she was working late.

The next day  was the Saturday before school re-opened and I called on Liz, as I wanted to speak to Megan. At first she would not speak to me but eventually Liz managed to get her to come and see me. I explained to her that Julie was my cousin and that we had been close since we were young children, and the situation was in no way altered, and that I still wanted her to be my special friend, and that nothing had changed. 

Megan cheered up quite a bit and I invited her to come and meet Julie and Timmy - she did that day and they both got on well. I was a bit relieved because in a funny way I was very fond of Megan, and I enjoyed her company if only she would abide by our agreement. I think Megan was a bit relieved and  Julie agreed that I had probably handled the situation in the best way possible for us.

My start at Hazlehurst Grammar got off to a flying start with the news that my Doctorate had been confirmed. The students were great fun and Megan was the soul of discretion, and so we got away to a good start. The only problem was that a toilet had to be found for me and it meant that the ladies in the “Hen House” had to be a little more discreet in changing their clothes or adjusting their bra’s when I was around.

I was about five days after Julie had arrived when temptation overtook us and Julie joined me in bed.     
I was half asleep the night when Julie slid her naked body slid into my bed.  I put my arms around her and hugged her naked body close to mine.
 “I’m sorry daring but I have dreamt about sleeping with you again,  all the time I was married. I remembered that one night we had together, and you have spoilt me for other men. If I can‘t have you I don‘t ever want another man.”

I hugged her close “”Welcome home Julie - why do you think I have never married? 
 Then I opened my arms and pulled  her warm naked body tightly against me and gave her a big hug. Julie giggled happily. She smelt nice and  I could feel my cock protruding out in front of me. She shifted her body slightly and let it run between her legs so that my cock rubbed against the lips of her vagina, letting  her warm wetness spread over my cock..   I held her close, enjoying the feel of her against my body, her breasts pressing into me and her arms tight around my neck , her soft hair tickling my ear and her lips having little nibbles of my neck.

I mimicked the fucking movement so my cock was rubbing against her clit. She enjoyed this and I could feel the warmth of her breath increase as our passions grew.  After a few moments of this, I turned her around and  knelt down and started running my tongue along her  pussy.  She placed her hands on my shoulders and I held  her buttocks as I worked my tongue inside her vagina lips.  She tasted so sweet and felt so tight as I  pushed my tongue inside. I could feel her shudder slightly as  my tongue worked her little cunt over.

After a few minutes I could feel her whole body tense, and she started moaning; I knew she was having a  powerful orgasm.  After her body jerked in a few more spasms she finally relaxed and I stood up and  kissed her on the lips. Her eyes were big and she was  trembling as she nodded her head when I asked if she  liked what we had just done. She nodded and murmured something .

We lay down on the bed again our arms round each other  and I  stroked her hair, I positioned myself over her  and gently pushed in. The head of my cock slipped inside just a little and  Julie gasped,  her arms tightened round me slightly,  but her murmurs were the murmurs of a contented woman.  I went very slow, being very gentle  I could feel the lips of her vagina stretch and form around  my cock. Julie looked up at me with her big brown eyes and  softly whispered, "I’m alright darling, don’t worry just make love to me now Tony please."

 With a gentle but steady stroke I slipped fully inside, she let out a gasp. “That is lovely Tony.” 
As  I started  gently stroking in and out of her, going inside a  little more each time letting her juices have time to lubricate the way.  This was the night we had both waited for and I wanted her to enjoy this as much as  possible.

 Finally I was fully inside her as far as I could go; Julie's moans were getting quite loud as I thrust into her, and she started responding with enthusiasm. She wrapped her legs round me and she was  now pulling me into her with each thrust. I felt her  body start that familiar trembling and then tense up,  I knew she was cumming.  This caused me to cum with her as I started pumping my cum deep into her soft  tender body with long powerful thrusts.

 Afterward we both lay there holding  each other as we tried to catch our breath. Then she whispered softly. “ Darling I want to live with you as my husband for ever and ever. - Can we manage it?“ I could feel my cock starting to swell again as Julie  started to wiggle around enjoying the feeling of my  cock inside of her.  I reached around under her and I  ran my finger around her anus  and  gently pushed it in, she wiggled again, causing me to become fully hard again and I started  slowly stroking my cock in and out of her once more.

I lost count of the time we made love that night and I awoke in the early morning at first light with Julies  head on my shoulder , and a contented smile on her lips. Just as Timmy awoke ready for a feed and called for his mother.

We agreed that Julie could be sterilized if necessary, so that we could not reproduce and that we would live together. Behind closed doors and as far as the outside World was concerned we were cousins living together, but we did decide to tell our parents. To say they were shocked was to put it lightly - they were horrified. But eventually my mother said . “ I know who your father was Julie - he told me everything but she turned to Aunt Katie and said.
 ”I knew that Tonys father was going to sleep with you to make a baby before he actually did. I have never said anything, as I thought it was best to let sleeping dogs lie. I wanted you to be happy Katie dear and I know that he loved me so I did not mind. So now it is a case of Brother and Sister living together, and as far as I am concerned as  long as you are both discreet and you don‘t conceive. I wish you both the best of luck and much happiness“.

Aunt Katie stood up and took my mother in her arms  - “ I am so lucky to have you as a sister and as you shared your husband with me it is only fair that I share my grandson with you.”   
It was about a month later that  Liz told me that Megan had made it up with her ex boyfriend Kenny and now she was a bit worried about telling me. So all was well in the end.

The End