It had been a crazy few years. Only 5 years ago I had come out to my mum as being a transvestite. She had been very accepting, not asking many questions but as long as I was happy that was all that mattered. She didn't let on if she knew that between the ages of 12 to 18 I had sneaked her clothes to wear!
Well 6 weeks later I had started a relationship and moved out, my mum said nothing of my confession to my girlfriend and as far as I was concerned my crossdressing days were over. It was a great relationship at first, we had lots in common and spent a lot of time together. However soon the old desire to dress returned and try as I might I wasn't able to fight it. At first this wasn't an issue as I only dressed in secret when my girlfriend was out of the house but one day she came home early and my secret was out. She was accepting, but only with limits, she didn't want me to go out and about dressed or around her. At the time I was fine with this as I didn't want to lose my relationship, but gradually the desire to dress more and go round other t-girls houses for parties grew to be too much and we split up.
This is how, 5 years on I came to find myself sat on my mum's sofa with a cup of tea, explaining the whole situation to her. My mum listened without interrupting, then when I had finished, gave me a hug and said that if I had been unhappy then I had made the right choice and could live with her for as long as I needed. She went on to say that if crossdressing made me happy then I could do it as much as I liked at her home. She asked me if I had brought my clothes with me, I explained that I had them all.
"You look tired and stressed, why don't you have a bath and get changed while I cook dinner?" my mum asked.
"Sounds like a perfect plan" I replied, relieved that I had got everything off my chest.
I went upstairs into my old bedroom, dumped my bags on the bed and went and ran myself a bath. I had a long soak and felt all my worries wash away. I washed and did my legs getting them smooth before returning to my room. I opened up my suitcase and unpacked my things. Looking at my girly clothes and lingerie I realised that they were all quite provocative. I had never really been a fan of tights so mostly I wore hold ups or stockings with suspenders. I picked out my red satin bra with black lace trim and the matching thong with the attached suspenders and put them on. I then found my favourite pair of black seamed stockings and rolled them up my smooth legs, taking particular attention to getting the seam straight. Then I grabbed my favourite dress, a pink satin number with a plunging neck line and put it on. I glanced over at the mirror and realised that it only just covered my stocking tops. I grabbed my make up bag and applied my foundation, scarlet lipstick, dark eye shadow and mascara. I slipped on my dark red suede high heels and checked myself out in the mirror.
"Looking quite hot today" I whispered to myself.
"Are you ready yet? Dinner is ready" shouted my mum up to me.
It snapped me back into reality, was I really going to have dinner with my mum all dressed up? I suddenly felt very nervous.
"I'm not sure about this mum" I shouted back.
"Oh do get a move on darling, I'm not going to judge you, but it's up to you".
I decided that I needed to do this if I wanted to accept myself for who I was. I left my room and walked slowly down the stairs, trying to compose myself, my high heels clicking on the bare wooden floors.
I went into the kitchen and saw 2 bowls of pasta, a bottle of wine and 2 glasses on the table. My mum looked up at me.
"Wow, you look pretty good" she said, open mouthed.
We sat at the table, ate, drank and chatted. Mostly we talked about my crossdressing. My mum said she had known for a while that I had been wearing her underwear when I was a teenager but that she didn't mind as she figured there were worse things I could have been getting into as a teenager.
"Do you not have a wig?" my mum suddenly asked.
"No I could never afford one" I replied
"Well tomorrow I think you and I should go out and go shopping. I know a place in town we can go to, it's hidden away so it's nice and discrete".
"Great" I said, feeling glad that my mum was being so supportive.
We took the rest of the wine over to the sofa and switched on the tv. We soon polished off the wine and were on to the second bottle when an advert for make up came on the TV.
"You know, I think your make up looks good, but I'm pretty sure I can make you look better, would you mind if I tried" my mum asked.
"No go right ahead" I replied.
My mum went off and returned a few minutes later with her make up bag. She removed my eye shadow and mascara and re-applied it. She finished it off with some eye liner.
"Well what do you think?" she said as she handed me the mirror.
I couldn't believe how much better I looked.
"So what do you call yourself when you are dressed up, surely not Fred?" my mum asked.
"Sarah" I replied.
"Well Sarah, I think you look beautiful"
I blushed brighter than my pink dress, but I caught my mum's gaze and I could tell she meant it. I could also feel that her gaze was a little more than that. We locked eyes and leaned towards each other.
"I'm not sure it's the wine talking but I just want to kiss those lovely red lips" my mum whispered.
I leaned forward and kissed her, I felt a shock of electricity run through me but my mum broke it off quickly.
"I'm sorry" I said.
"No I enjoyed it" said my mum, "it's just that, I feel a bit underdressed compared to you."
"How?" I laughed, motioning down to the fact that my dress had ridden up, exposing my stocking tops.
"Mmmm, well I think that is a good look for you Sarah" my mum said grinning.
With that she put her hand on my thigh and started to stroke it. It felt like I had been electrocuted again, I was tingling all over.
"I think you have great legs, very womanly, if I'm honest I've always found a woman's body very erotic".
My mum continued to stroke my stocking clad legs, by now I was in heaven, then I could feel my mum's hand reach up under my dress and stroke my panties.
"Nice, feels silky, can I see?" she whispered.
I hitched up my dress to expose my knickers and was surprised to see a large bulge in them.
"Wow looks like you are enjoying this Sarah"
"Oh I am mum" I replied.
"So are you wearing the matching bra to that thong?"she asked.
"I always match" I responded.
" Well then take off the dress and let me see" mum ordered.
I stood up and reached for the zip, undoing it and letting it fall to the ground and I stepped out of it.
"Well Sarah, you certainly have good taste in lingerie" my mum said, her eyes taking in the view of my stood before her.
"I think I get that from you mum" I replied, "I think it's time I saw yours."
"Well OK, I guess there is no harm in 2 girls hanging out in their lingerie together"
My mum took off her t-shirt and unbuttoned her jeans before slipping them over her ass and legs. I could see she was wearing a sky blue bra made from a fine mesh with a darker blue flower design sewn on it. They only just contained her 34FF tits. She was wearing a matching brief with the same design going down the front, as she gave me a twirl I noticed that could see her ass through the material.
"The only thing missing is a pair of heels mum" I said.
"I've noticed that you still call me mum Sarah, I guess that makes you my daughter. Well daughter lets go upstairs and pick a pair of heels out shall we?"
We went up into her room and picked out a nice pair of black strappy heels, she put them on and walked over to me, her hips wiggling provocatively. She stood close to me and put her arms around me.
"Well I'm enjoying having you home daughter" she said as she looked sideways into the full length mirror.
I looked over at it and saw us there in our lingerie, our legs in between each others and our panty covered genitals only inches apart.
With that she slid her hand down inbetween us and started to rub my cock through my panties. That electric shock feeling came back again. My cock was pushed downwards in my thong meant that it appeared as though she was rubbing it like a clit.
"MMMMM, that feels so good mum" I moaned.
"Does my daughter like it?" she whispered back.
I looked down and saw our bra's touching, her breasts squashed tightly against mine, almost exploding out of her bra. It was a sight that almost made me cum right there.
"Calm down daughter" she said and pushed me onto the bed.
We lay on our sides facing each other. My mum took my hand and placed it on her mound, only the delicate material of her knickers separating my hand and her pussy. I could feel how wet she was there. She started to grind against my hand as she continued to rub my cock through my panties. My mum then took her middle finger and placed it in her mouth, licking it up and down, she reached around and pulled my thong to one side and inserted her finger inside me, I moaned loudly.
"MMMM, does my daughter like being fingered?" she teased.
"Oh yes mum, I do, finger your daughter" I pleaded.
My mum finger fucked me faster and faster but I wanted to make sure she got some too. I changed position so that we got into a 69, with me on top. I could now reach my hand down my mum's knickers, I slid 2 fingers into her soaking pussy and rubbed her clit with the palm of my hand.
"ooohh, where did you learn that" she whimpered.
I wanted to reply but all I could think about was her finger in me and I wanted more.
"More mum, more fingers in me" I begged.
She obliged, inserting a second and then third finger in me. I could feel my ass getting stretched, but I loved it, moaning in ecstasy.
"Wow, my daughter is a bit of a slut, it's such a turn on"
My mum's breathing became heavier, I could tell she was close to cumming.
"Oooh make mummy cum daughter, make me cum" she ordered.
"I'm close to mum" I cried back.
"Cum on me daughter" she begged, "CUM ON ME NOW!"
She pulled my cock through the side of my thong just as wave after wave of hot cum spurted from it, covering her bra and tits.
"Good girl" she screamed as she arched her back and her orgasm took over.
I lay back on my side facing her watching as she scooped up all my cum with her fingers and we then sucked them clean.
"I can't wait to go out with you tomorrow Sarah" she said
"Me too" I replied.
With that we got under the covers and fell asleep, that night I dreamt of my new life as my mum's daughter.
Mum and I woke up, still in our lingerie, mum kissed my lips, still coated in lipstick from the night before.
"I'm going for a shower, then you can and we will go shopping" she said.
After my shower I put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and went down stairs.
"What are you wearing Sarah?" my mum demanded.
"What?" I exclaimed.
"Well I'm not going out shopping with such a butch looking daughter!" my mum stated.
"You mean you want me to go out shopping as a girl?" I asked.
I had been out dressed as a girl before but only to t-girl friendly clubs and other t-girls houses.
"Well you are a girl aren't you?" asked my mum, with a sly grin on her face.
"W..w...well yes" I stammered.
Well then get changed or we won't be going anywhere" she demanded.
I thought that my mum may have been punishing me for last night but I put those thoughts aside and went and got changed. I put on my black polka dot dress with sheer black sleeves. Underneath I had decided on modesty and put on a matching set of black lacy knickers and bra and tights instead of stockings. I put on a pair of black patent leather high heels and went downstairs.
"Much better" she replied, "shall we go?"
With that my mum picked up her car keys and went out to the car. I nervously peeked out the door to check the coast was clear, seeing no-one I got in the car and we set off. Mum explained where the wig shop was and I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew where it was and knew it would be quiet and although there may be people there I decided that it was unlikely I would know anyone.
As we were driving my mum reached over and pulled up the hem of my dress.
"What on earth are those things you are wearing?" mum demanded.
"Err tights mum why?" I said, "I thought I had better be a bit more subtle."
"Well I'm not going back now, but when we get home throw those things away and in future when you are out with me it's stockings only!"
I was puzzled, last night my mum had seemed loving and sensual, this morning she seemed to be more domineering and seemed to be enjoying it, she had a sly smile on her face. We were soon at the wig shop and the prospect of getting out of the car took over my mind.
"Here we are, let's go" she said.
Thankfully the shop was empty apart from the middle aged shop assistant.
"Can I help you?" she smiled.
"Yes, my daughter Sarah needs a wig, can you help?" my mum said taking over the situation.
"I think so yes, did you have a style in mind?"
I couldn't get my words out, my heart was still pounding from being out in public.
"It's OK" said the shop assistant," we get a lot of girls like you in here, why don't you just try a few on and see if you can find one you like."
After trying a few on I settled on a short bob style that matched my natural hair colour and was a little bit retro. My mum paid for the wig and I kept it on, we left the shop and immediately I saw a man starring at me. I could have died right there but the man just smiled at me and carried on walking.
"Right, you take the car home, I have a few other bits and pieces to pick up and I'll get the bus home and I'll see you there" said my mum.
She handed me the keys before saying "Oh and remember, as soon as you get home, take those awful tights off and put some stockings on!"
It was the longest drive home I had ever had, I got very paranoid, convinced that all the other drivers and pedestrians were looking at me, but I got home, went straight in and took the tights off and put on a pair of lace top hold-ups.
I settled down on the sofa and started to wash trash on the TV. About 2 hours later my mum came in with some bags but went straight upstairs, half an hour later she shouted down to me.
"Sarah, come up, I have something to show you"
I went up and into my mum's room. She was sat on the edge of her bed, leaning back. She had indeed been shopping, she was wearing a black Basque that had a red flower design on the cups that went down the front. She was also wearing matching briefs that had black lace trim round the edges and black stockings that were held up with suspenders attached to the Basque.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked, "Does my daughter approve?"
"I do mum, you look so incredibly sexy" I said, my eyes wandering over her body.
"Well what do you think of my other purchase?" as she motioned with her hand to the centre of the bed.
I had been so awe struck by the sight of my mum in her lingerie that I had failed to notice the huge black double ended dildo, it looked thick.
"I picked it up on my shopping trip" my mum smiled.
"It looks big" was all I could manage to get out.
"Well let's see how good you are at giving head, get on your knees" ordered my mum.
I got down on my knees in front of my mum and she put one end of the dildo towards my mouth, I opened my mouth ready for it.
"No, you need to caress it and kiss it first Sarah, have you never had a cock before?" mum asked.
"Well only a few," I confessed, "a long time ago".
I started to kiss the shaft up to the end of the dildo
"Good Sarah, now run your tongue around the head of the cock" my mum said.
I did as instructed by my mum, I looked up and saw my mum, and she was watching me intently, licking her lips and squeezing her tits through her Basque.
"Now open wide and take it in your mouth to lubricate it, then run your hand up and down the shaft Sarah while you move your mouth up and down it" my mum giving me expert tips on how to give head.
I could feel the shaft of the dildo getting wetter with my saliva so that my hand easily slid up and down the shaft.
"Good, well now you have made it all lubricated for your mum, such a good daughter"
With that my mum shifted herself on the bed so that her ass was on the edge of the bed. She slipped her knickers down over her legs and heels. She was now fully exposing her pussy to my gaze for the first time. I could see droplets of her juices on her trimmed pussy hair. She took the end of the dildo that had been in my mouth, lay back on the bed and spread her legs and put them on my shoulders and slowly speared herself with the head of the dildo.
"Ooohh, that feels good, do you like the view there daughter?"
"I think that is the best thing I have ever seen in my life" I said.
"I'm glad you like it, it's such a turn on fucking my pussy in front of my daughter" she said.
I took the other end of the dildo and put it in my mouth, as I was sucking it and getting it all wet I thrust the other end in and out of my mum's sopping wet pussy, the shaft was soon glistening with her pussy juices.
"Yesss Sarah, that's it, that's amazing"
I looked up and saw that my mum had pulled down her basque top exposing her tits and she was squeezing them hard. I had seen them before but they still took my breath away, her nipples were so erect and she was toying with them between her thumb and forefinger.
Her moans were getting louder and louder, I was enjoying giving her so much pleasure when all of a sudden she sat up and pushed me away and pulled the dildo from her soaking pussy.
"Lie on the bed Sarah, facing me" mum asked.
I did as instructed, my mum facing me, she spread her legs, instructing me to do the same. She put her legs over mine, took a pillow and put it under the small of my back, I pulled my dress up over my head.
"Take off those knickers too Sarah" said mum
I did as I was told, my erect cock was sticking straight up but my mum wasn't even looking at it, she was looking at my exposed ass. She took the end of the dildo that was covered in her pussy juices and brought the head of it to the point of entering me.
"You want to be fucked with the cock that has been inside me, using my juices to lubricate you?"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, all I could manage was to nod and mutter "uh huh."
"Sorry I didn't quite get that, do you want to be fucked daughter?"
"Yes mummy fuck your daughter" I screamed.
My mum pushed the end of the dildo into my hole. I winced as it went in. I had never had anything so big. My mum must have noticed as she did not move it in any further but allowed my hole to relax and get used to it.
"Are you ready for some more?" she asked
"Oh god yes, give me some more" I demanded, my mum pushed the dildo in another 5 inches. I moaned in ecstasy.
"Oh you like that then daughter?" mum asked.
"Ohhhh yes mummy, it feels so good, fuck me harder" I begged.
Mum started to thrust the dildo in and out of my ass, pounding it harder and harder, faster and faster. Just when I thought I was going to explode she stopped. She moved closer to me and put the other end of the dildo I into her pussy. We thrust towards each other, fucking each other with the dildo.
"Rub your cock for me, I want to see my daughter cum"
I started to stroke my cock, I could see my mum breathing heavily, her wonderful chest rising and falling, her eyes switching between looking between my cock and the dildo brutalising my ass. She put her hand between her legs and vigorously started to rub her clit.
"Cum for me daughter, cum for me!" she begged.
I stroked faster and faster as I felt my body stiffen as wave after wave of cum erupted from me, landing on my belly and over my bra.
"Oh god yes daughter, fuck yesss, yessss" mum screamed.
She arched her back as her orgasm took over her. She leaned over and licked my cock clean before removing the dildo from my gaping hole.
I couldn't help but wonder what else my mum would have in store for me, I had a feeling I wouldn't have to wait long to find out.