David lost track of time while he ran a hand over his smooth, naked body. His pretty new outfit was long since discarded - leaving the femboy with just his stockings pulled up against his mid-thighs with nothing else on. The carpeted floor was already damp with his sweat and cumstains, and it felt to David like he still had the energy to just keep playing with himself. But there were also periods of calm like he was enjoying at the moment. Time where he ran a finger over his pink nipples and marveled at what his body had become. Moments where he caught sight of himself in the mirror and lost track of himself again. Indulgent minutes of letting his tiny hands run along his ass and thighs like they belonged to a stranger.
David was so lost in himself that he almost didn't hear the feet descending the stairs to his "man-cave." He panicked and pressed down lower behind the bar, though the idea was somewhat amusing to him - hiding in his own home like a kid caught after curfew. That thought shouldn't have excited him, and yet there was a small part of him stiffening with the mental image.
"Oh, wow," came a woman's voice as the door creaked open. "A total boozehound's pad."
"I knew you'd like it." It was Jeff, or at least it was the new, older Jeff with his deep voice and extra half a foot of height.
Suddenly anxious, David kept low to the ground and crept around the bar to look at who his son had brought in. His shapely ass couldn't help but wobble in the air behind him. The woman was smaller than Jeff, but that was no big surprise given how much the new adult towered over most people now. But David took a little pride in the fact that she was a hair taller than he was. It was the rest of her, however, that shocked the young femboy. With dark hair down to her shoulders and a large pair of half-lidded brown eyes that looked to be in a state of perpetual frustration, she was the near spitting image of his former wife. Any psychologist would have a field day with Jeff, David thought, though he very quickly reasoned that he was in new position to talk. What this woman had that his ex-wife certainly lacked, however, were tits the size of melons that filled out her ribbed, turtleneck sweater. With each step, they bounced about merrily and David's son couldn't keep his eyes off of them.
The woman approached the bar and David scampered out of sight as she leaned against the counter. It would be tough to explain the naked 18-year-old boy covered in sweat and cum down here in the basement. Besides, there was a thrill - an exciting tingle - that raced from his butthole to the tip of his cock as he kept hidden from the two. "So was that your plan, loverboy? Pick up a big-tittied girl on her lonesome at the bar and bring her back to your place for some free beer? Then what?" Her voice was playful and dark, like someone used to cracking sardonic jokes at the back of a college lecture.
Jeff stepped over the woman and placed a hand on her shoulders. "Then this." He kissed her, quick at first, before quickly growing more passionate. The woman didn't fight it, instead returning the kiss with sudden intensity. David peeked up from around the corner. His position low to the ground gave him the perfect vantage point to peep. He could feel his cock stiffening as his son's hands explored the woman's waist and began to slip into her leggings. Not the best ass, David thought to himself, but then again, he had some pretty high standards thanks to his new perspective.
The woman pushed away with a flirtatious smile. "I mean, we could just skip the beer, really." She moved over to the back of David's leather chair and rested her palms against it. Jeff wasn't clueless enough to miss this sign and moved behind her, though lacking somewhat in her effortless grace. David could see his son's massive cock already straining against his jeans. Come to think of it, the little femboy did miss his chance to get at that new thick thing before - ... David paused. He knew that it was the feeling of being taken and being smaller and not in control that was getting him off, but now he began to wonder which way his sexuality was leading him. He was getting just as eager to see Jeff tear off that girl's leggings as he was to see his son's new monster cock burst out of his boxers. While he mused, Jeff's big hands began to crawl up the woman's stomach to hold on to her huge breasts. She bit her lip and looked back at him, playfully pushing her ass out to keep him away. "You're an eager one, aren't you? Haven't you heard of a little foreplay?"
The woman's comment brought a smile to David's face as he watched his son look dumbfounded for a moment. He was still a 16-year-old inside, after all. Jeff may be older than the woman now, but it was likely that she knew a bit more about what she was doing. As if to confirm David's suspicions, the woman tugged down her leggings to reveal a bald pussy that was already dripping and ready. Her thong showed the hint of a stain, likely courtesy of Jeff's rock hard physique. She let her pants and panties bunch up around her ankles as she spread her legs wide. "Go on, dude," she said playfully. "You get me going and we'll see where this goes."
David was beside himself. He was already furiously working his little cock over between his fingers, but the sight of his older son getting to his knees to eat out this stranger was putting him over the edge. It helped that she looked so much like a younger version of his ex-wife. David fell to all fours and began to work his index finger into his asshole while stroking himself off with his other hand. Quietly, he thought to himself as Jeff's broad tongue worked into the folds of the woman. She reacted immediately, her heels lifting off the ground as a soft moan tumbled out from between her pursed lips. The woman reached back to grab Jeff's head and push him deeper into her cunt. Jeff obliged, lapping away at her clit while she shook with pleasure.
David was jealous and humiliated and turned on and mortified. Here he was, a little 18-year-old femboy, naked and finger-fucking his own ass while his son ate out a hotter, younger woman who just so happened to look like the woman he once loved. The femboy felt his cock and asshole tense up again as an orgasm began to build within him. He plucked his finger out of his ass to cover his mouth as he came, stopping a cute, feminine whimper from reaching the lovers' ears. David didn't stop, though, and instead laid down on the ground, pressing his stomach into the puddle of cum while he humped the floor impotently. God he wanted to be fucked so badly. His thick ass jiggled freely in the air behind him. By now, the woman was getting close to an orgasm of her own, judging by the white knuckle grip that she had Jeff's hair in.
"Ye, yes, yesyesyes!" she shouted as her legs suddenly shook with ecstacy. She straightened up for a moment, but fell forward once more onto the back of the chair. "That was... that was..."
"Mind-blowing?" Jeff offered.
"Good," the woman finished with a playful smirk.
Jeff cocked an eyebrow, but said nothing as he began to pull off his shirt and unbuckle his belt. David perked up, though not without a bit of shame. As Jeff's pants fell away, it was clear that his boxers could barely contain the fat cylinder of cock that rested beneath them. The woman even turned over to stare, her mouth hanging open slightly in disbelief.
"You're fucking packing," she said, her voice barely a whisper now. Jeff ignored her and quickly pulled her sweater off and tossed it unceremoniously to the floor. David felt his hip thrusts quicken as he saw the woman's barely there black lace bra that prominently displayed her large pink-ish nipples. He wanted to suck on them so badly. Just place his head against them and feel them while Jeff manhandled him and slapped his cock against his. He'd be the tiny little femboy in their sexy ménage à trois. But that was not to be as he watched his son reposition the woman against the back of the chair once more and angle his cock against her hairless pussy. Her breasts now hung free, pale and heavy, bra already tossed aside while David fantasized about being in her and having his son inside him.
David brought two fingers to his lips and began to lube them up with his spit. His small tongue seemed to go a lot slower than before, but its daintly nature was better used for other things. Like tonguing his son's anus. The thought surprised David as he looked at Jeff's hairy, yet well-defined ass. He didn't dwell on it as he reached back between his own smooth and youthful buttocks to rub against his own butthole. As Jeff pushed his thick cock into the stranger's cunt, so did David begin to fingerfuck his asshole once more. While two fingers were certainly no match for Jeff's massive member, David didn't know if he had it in him to fist himself to simulate his son's dick.
"Uhn! Uhn! Uhn!" The woman made high pitched squeals as Jeff began the work in and out of her with slow, even movements. His new dick was a bit of a bear to get used to for all involved. The huge rod split the woman open and packed her insides tight enough that Jeff was already brought to the edge just trying to get up to pace. "OooOoooh, that fucking monster," she whispered with her face buried in the leather seat. David continued his own inconspicuous session of ball fondling and ass fucking from behind the counter. He wanted to be fucking or... or being fucked... or... or even just this was fine. He watched as his son began to pick up speed and fuck a woman that the old David would have given nearly anything to sleep with. Now he was just a little boy watching a bigger, older man fuck someone far out of his league.
The woman pulled herself forward and Jeff's cock slid out of her with an audible plop. She shivered as the cock passed out past her labia, but she had a new hunger in her. She put her back against the chair and lifted one leg to wrap around Jeff's bare waist. Pulling herself up by the cords of muscle that was Jeff's neck, the woman than angled her pussy over his cock before bringing her other leg up to his hip. In a moment, she hung onto of David's son and began bouncing up and down on a hairy cock that most had only ever seen in porn. David could feel another orgasm building - maybe his seventh one that day? - as he watched the woman's asshole pucker out as Jeff's hands guided her ass up and down. Dangling below her tight pussy was Jeff's pendulous balls, each one seeming to be the size of an fucking softball. David considered what it would be like to run his tongue up and down those massive balls while his son played with his butthole. More sexy intrustive thoughts as his orgasm bubbled closer to the surface.
The air changed in the room at that moment. The woman's legs locked like a vise around Jeff's waist and she clamped down on his cock as she threw her head back in orgasmic bliss. David could see as Jeff's balls began to heave and his veiny cock began to pump a truckload of cum up into the woman. Of course, David could hardly focus, himself, as his body locked up on the ground and he began to squirt out dribbles of clear cum between his fingers even while he continued to finger his pulsing asshole. Moans and sighs of satisfaction filled the room, along with a heavy amount of breathless panting. Jeff pulled free of the woman, causing a splurt of cum to erupt out and dribble down her leg.
"Don't worry," she mumbled in a haze. "'M on th' pill..." She collapsed into the chair and let herself collect her thoughts.
Jeff stood still for a moment, his cock starting to lose its rigidity, though none of its size. His chest heaved with exertion and breaths came quick and shallow. He crossed the room carefully to the bar, planning to fix himself a drink to take the edge off. It wasn't something he'd done before, but he'd seen his dad do it enough times to know that it couldn't be that hard. However, when he turned around the corner of the bar, lying down naked in a puddle of cum, was his femboy father, ass up in the air still shaking from the orgasm he'd just given himself.
His father looked up at him with a stranger look in his eyes and...