Chapter 1
Prologue:

"Mom? Can we play dress-up again this weekend?"

John was a 16 year old boy who lived with his 31 year old widowed mother Jill. Her husband Carmine was killed in a car accident when John was but 6 years old. She was left quite wealthy from insurance policies her husband had bought when they married. He was involved in some nefarious activities and felt it best to leave his wife and their baby protected should something "go wrong", as he used to say. When something in fact did "go wrong", Jill was left with a substantial pay out of nearly 2 million bucks - a tidy sum in the mid 1960's. This was fortunate, because Jill and her son John spent a lot of money on their hobby.

You see ... Jill was something of a sex addict, and young John had discovered his feminine side when he was a mere 11. As a result, Jill spent a fortune on wardrobes, makeup, and accessories for the both of them. Whatever John wanted - he got - whether it was for him, or his alter ego Justine. Justine was to be his name had he been born a girl, so he was happy to adopt it as his own after Jill told him one night. That was after another of Jill's favorite pastime's - teaching her son about the birds and the bees. She had been doing so since John was 9 or 10, and John had become a very proficient lover, as John OR Justine. He frequently found himself in bed with both his mother and her current lover - a fact that left them with a number of willing partners who were intrigued by the situation. More on that later...

John was by all accounts a "beautiful" boy since birth. He was constantly referred to as "she" by adoring passersby as his Mom and Dad pushed his stroller down the streets to the local park where parents congregated with their infants. Blessed with beautifully long eyelashes, silky brunette hair, petulant bowed lips, and a face that would be the envy of girls everywhere, this was not a surprise. Jill delighted in the comparisons, while Carmine was outraged. Typical of a macho Italian gangster. It was the mixing of his fathers Italian blood and his mothers Scandinavian blood that resulted in John's looks. He was a petite 5'3" tall and slim, with long shapely legs and a cute butt. He did in fact look more like a girl than a boy, and Jill encouraged John's femme side. Actually, she would be happy if John decided to become a complete woman when he was old enough to make the choice - lest he take interest in his late fathers "business". Jill didn't think there was much chance of that happening, fortunately, because John was simply too "pretty" and small to make his way in that 
world, and John had so far expressed no interest in it. Thank God for small favors! Having no athletic prowess and even less interest - John regaled in his femme personality and took any opportunity Jill presented him with to spend a day, or days, as Justine.

Jill was a former model - which was were Carmine first saw her. She was tall - as models are - and a classic Norwegian beauty with a face that could be the model for the "ideal" woman, legs up to there, a perfect 36-24-27  size 8 figure, and magnificent blond hair that fell almost to her waist. She was modeling dresses at a Seventh Avenue couture that he had an arrangement with. Basically, he handled their deliveries and made sure their employees were properly unionized, and in return they were allowed to do business. After a whirlwind courtship - they married and Jill no longer modeled. Now she had her pick of the latest fashions. For free, of course. And when John came along, Carmine managed to get all his clothes from other people he knew in the business. Also for free. Even after Carmine's unfortunate "accident", the friends Jill made in the business continued to provide clothes for her - and John - at a much reduced rate. Not free anymore, but close to it. So when John began to explore his femme side, there was no shortage of beautiful clothes available to him.  Gowns, dressy dresses, everyday skirts, blouses, etc. were delivered to Jill's door on a constant basis. At times John would be custom fitted for a special dress by one of the more "flamboyant" courtiers , who took any opportunity to get close to this beautiful young boy - a prize catch if there ever was one. While not expressing interest in men, John nonetheless flirted with everyone - regardless of sex. It was just his way.

As a baby, Jill would breast feed her beautiful baby while reclining on the living room couch, usually while wearing a pretty negligee. Her long hair would frame her face and hang down over her breasts, so John's face would be surrounded by its luxurious waves when he suckled. Jill would frequently brush her hair over John's head as he cooed at her tit.

As he grew older, Jill continued to encourage John to suckle at her breasts. She loved the feel of her sons mouth sucking gently on her nipples. By the time John was 9, Jill understood there was something wrong about her son still feeding at her breast but she didn't care. She loved it and so did John. Now ... at 16 ... John still took his mothers breast in his mouth as they watched movies or television. Jill still wore a revealing negligee, and John had begun wearing a cute little  Baby doll top over sexy panties that left his growing penis visible to anyone who cared to look. Jill certainly did, and while John suckled at her breast Jill frequently reached down and slid her hand inside her sons panties and caressed his penis. John would squirm around on his mothers body and moan in pleasure. By this time Jill no longer had to lift her gorgeous hair over John's face - he would take one of his free hands and slip it under his mothers hair and lift it over his own head. He loved how soft it was covering his face and neck and sucked even harder at his mothers tit. John wondered what was happening when Jill suddenly moaned loudly and her body shuddered as he sucked - her soft hand playing with his penis suddenly grasping it tightly. He didn't know why, but he knew he liked it. A lot! He also knew his mother loved to see him in his own cute "girlie" things, and he would do anything to make his mom happy. It wasn't really a problem for him because he had worn girlie clothes as long as he could remember, and he liked the way they felt - especially the pretty undies his mom got him instead of those ugly and uncomfortable boy things. He liked it even more when his mom played with his penis.

Having been tutored all his life, his contact with other boys his age was limited. As a result he had no idea his moms behavior - or his - was considered "unusual", to say the least. His latest tutor - a fairly pretty but plain college grad student named Jen - had no idea John was not what he appeared to be - a very pretty 16 year old girl with a shapely body, exceptionally pretty face, gorgeous brunette hair worn in a chin length blunt cut bob, and a wardrobe she could only hope to afford someday. So on those occasions when she arrived for the days sessions and found Jill and "Justine" 
talking about clothes and makeup and playing with each others hair ... she found nothing unusual about it. In fact she was happy to see such a loving relationship between "mother and daughter" - something she did not often see in the wealthy families she worked for. Se also found herself strangely attracted to her young student, for a reason she couldn't understand. Maybe it was that day when she arrived and began setting up the days lessons in the den, and Justine had appeared in the doorway wearing a pair of skin tight jeans and a fuzzy pink angora sweater. Her feet were clad in simple white sneakers and socks, and he wore no makeup at all. Her hair was not in the usual "tucked behind the ears" straight bob but was now arranged in a very full bob that curled towards her face, so soft that the slightest move sent the beautiful locks swirling about. She was about the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, and she found herself immensely attracted to her. The time would come when she too would be under the spell of Justine and her equally beautiful mother.

So when John asked his mom the question she was mildly amused because she had not seen her son in "boy"  clothes for a long time.

"Dress up, darling?  You never wear anything but your girlie clothes anymore - what do you mean dress up?", Jill asked.

"No - I mean really dress up, mom! Something really dressy for the both of us. Maybe go out to dinner or something?"

"Well", Jill considered, "I guess we could if that's what you'd like to do. Sure - why not! We both certainly have enough to choose from! Maybe I can hook up with a cute stud to play with. I haven't had a man for a few weeks now and I could use a good screw."

"Mom!", John laughed, "you are so nasty! Don't you enjoy sleeping with me anymore?"

Jill took her son in her arms and hugged him tightly to her breast. She ran her hands up and down her beautiful sons back as she cradled him in her arms. Her sons beautiful hair fell over her and mingled with her own.

"Darling, I love having you in bed with me, but I need more than what you can give me. I need a man inside me sometimes, and we can't do that together - it's wrong."

"Why, mom? You play with my penis and take it in your mouth all the time. And you like it when I suck on your breasts, don't you? You like it when I rub between your legs and lick you there, don't you? Why can't I put my penis inside you if that's what you need? I can't stand it when I see other guys in bed with you, mom! You're MY mom!"

Jill considered her sons comments and knew it was true. She did love to play with and suck on his penis, and had since he was a baby. Her mom had told her as a young girl that every women she knew in the old country had done that to put their baby sons to sleep, and it was accepted as normal. It was also true that she loved having her sons hands playing with her pussy, and occasionally pleasing her with his talented tongue, but this was different. This was having her son's penis INSIDE her. Fucking her. She was aroused at the thought of her pretty boy ramming his penis into her, but she 
knew it was very wrong. Then again, so was her allowing - no, encouraging - her son to wear girls clothes and be as feminine as possible.

"Darling", she finally said, "when you joined Bill and me in bed a few weeks ago. When I let you play with his penis before he put it in me.... Did that bother you? It didn't appear to. In fact it looked to me like you were having a good time! And while he was inside me you were kissing me and caressing mommy's hair ... that didn't seem to bother you either. And when he took his penis out of me, you kissed him and thanked him for making your mom happy. And you kissed his penis and licked mommy's juices off of it .... You seemed perfectly happy to me. And when I saw how content you were to taste him and I encouraged you to take more of his penis in your mouth and suck it like you do my breasts ... and you did so well he came in your mouth and you swallowed it all as if it was a perfectly natural thing to do ... and then you sat on him and let him put his penis in your bottom, and you moved your fanny up and down on it until he came in you again ... You did all that so naturally. You did it as if it was something all 16 year old boys do - even if you were dressed in your pretty lingerie. Did I yell and tell Bill he could not make my darling son happy? Did I tell you that I didn't want anyone but me to love you?"

"Justine" thought about how it felt to have a mans penis inside her fanny and mouth. How it felt when Bill's cum squirted into his mouth and fanny. How natural it felt, and how happy and proud his mom appeared to be watching her son please the stud she had brought home for her pleasure. How lucky he was to have a mom who allowed him to express feelings he knew were somewhat unusual - who bought him beautiful clothes, took him to the best hair stylists with her, let him express his feminine side and in fact encouraged him to do so. Even allowed him into her bed when she entertained another man and eventually to have sex with him while she watched and encouraged him. She knew she could not deny her mom that pleasure because she wanted it for herself again as soon as possible, and again and again afterwards. Justine thought about how wonderful Bills penis felt in her mouth. How hard, yet soft, it was. How it seemed to suddenly begin to pulse just before he received his first load of a mans cum in her mouth. How warm and creamy it was as she sucked harder and harder to get every drop, swallowing it down her throat so it gathered in her tummy, wanting more and more. Hearing her mom whispering encouragement in her ear as she sucked him. She thought about how wonderful Bills penis felt in her fanny. How wonderful it felt as she sat on it so it entered her completely, then the feeling as she lifted herself of it until just his tip was still inside her, only to slam up inside her again. She thought how it felt when Bill slammed into her all the way and began to shoot into her fanny and her mom quickly sucked her penis into her mouth as Bill shot into her dear son and she came in her mothers sucking mouth at the same time.

No - Justine could not deny her mother that wonderful feeling. She wondered how it would feel to be inside his mother and desperately wanted to do so, but she could and would not push the issue. If her mom wanted other men inside her and giving her pleasure she would not object.

"Okay, mom, if that's what you want. You deserve to be happy. If I can't give you what you want and need, I won't object."

Jill took her son in her arms and kissed her on the mouth and thanked her.

"Thank you, darling", She said. "You are my life and all I live for. There will never be anyone to take your place in my life ever. But I need a grown mans penis inside me from time to time - not a boys - even if I did let you inside me. If you like, maybe we can find a nice young man for you sometime. Would you like that, darling?"

It took only a second for Justine to consider her moms question and answer "Very much, mom, but only if you are beside me with your lovers penis inside you at the same time."

Jill smiled lovingly at her son and began planning their "girls night out". She decided that Friday was a good night to go out to dinner and whatever came after since all the restaurants and clubs were very active on Fridays and Saturdays. That left 2 days to make arrangements, gather the outfits she and Justine would wear, get to the hair stylist, etc. Jill decided the occasion would warrant professional makeup jobs for her and Justine as well as a pedicure and manicure. She intended to look her best, but also wanted Justine to be a smash hit for her debut.

"Is Friday night soon enough, darling? I'll make appointments for the two of us at the salon. We'll get the works. I want my "daughter" to look her best so she can get the hottest guy available."

Two days later ....

"Justine, darling, hurry up! We have about a half hour to get to the salon!"

Justine heard her mother calling for her as she was finishing with her makeup - something she had become quite accomplished at after her mother had a professional makeup artist give her lessons a few months earlier. Since her makeup was going to be done at the salon, she used only a little color on her cheeks and lips. She was wearing a pair of her custom fitted jeans and her favorite angora sweater. This time - instead of sneakers she was wearing a pair of 2" heeled black patent leather pumps. As a result, her legs and butt looked even hotter than usual. She brushed her hair straight with the slightest curl at the ends, and as usual tucked it behind her ears. Cute and sexy. A more beautiful girl would be hard to find. A more beautiful "boy" would be impossible to find!

"Coming, mom!"

When Jill watched her son skip down the stairs to her side she could not help but wonder how all this had happened. 

Always a sensitive boy, John's gradual transition to Justine seemed to be something that just happened without much input or conscious thought. With no father in the house by the time John reached his teens, he naturally gravitated to his mothers side more and more. What his mother did - he copied. He gradually took on the habits of a young girl. His natural beauty made it easier to be perceived as what he was not by outsiders who didn't know who he was. Jill's connections in the clothing business made it easy to get John whatever kind of clothes he preferred, and they were inevitably girlie. Being a former model, Jill had extensive knowledge of makeup application and working with hair, and that was passed on to John by simple observation as he sat next to her as she applied her makeup and did her hair each morning. By the time he was 13, John could tell you more about various types of makeup and how to apply it professionally than most real girls. His mothers insistence on good hair care and skin care showed as well. Her sons beauty could not be denied.

"You look beautiful, darling. I can't wait to see how you look after Christine and the girls finish with you."

Mother and "daughter" hopped into Jill's Mercedes Coupe and sped off to the city and the salon. 

Arriving there a short time later, Jill left the car with the valet and the two beauties entered the salon, where they were greeted warmly by Christine herself. Chris was an old friend from Jill's days as a model and had been her personal stylist for many years. She knew all about Justine and had no problem at all with her situation. In fact, it was she who arranged for one of her makeup artists to coach Justine in the proper application and use of makeup. How to hide flaws - though Justine had not a single one, what colors looked best with skin tones, etc. Justine caught on very quickly and was already very accomplished. Today, thought, she herself would attend to making this already beautiful boy into an absolutely stunning girl. She only wished she could be there to watch Justine be taken alongside her mother. Justine had not yet understood that Christine had her own motives for being involved with her mother and her. Christine was in fact bi-sexual - something 
not readily acknowledged in these times. Her mother had never mentioned it, but when she was starting out in the modeling business - before she married Justine's father - she and Christine had carried on a short but torrid affair. Next to her business of making women beautiful, Christine had 2 great loves ... pussy and cock. She could never get enough of either. Pussy was never a problem in her business - young girls trying to be discovered would do most anything to get a foot in the door, and if it took letting an older but very pretty girl eat her pussy ... well so be it. The cock situation was more difficult, since it appeared to Christine that every male model trying to get into the business would rather suck another guys cock that have Christine suck theirs. Justine, however, was an entirely different thing, and Christine was infatuated  with the young beauty from the first time she had seen her as a ripe and already beautiful 10 year old. She was determined to have her cock, one way or the other.

Christine greeted Jill with a warm kiss - on the lips - something not lost on Justine.

"It's good to see you again, darling! And you too, Justine. You look as beautiful as ever! Come on into my area - I'll be doing your hair myself today. Jill honey - would you like a drink or something before we get started? And  how about you, Justine ... a cola maybe?"

Christine had one of her assistants get Justine a Pepsi and a cup of tea for Jill, then sat down to see what the girls had in mind for today.

"Chris, honey ... Justine and I are going to do the town tonight and I want her to look extra special. We're hoping to find ourselves a couple of nice guys, actually. You know what kind of look I prefer, so be guided by that and let Justine have some fun."

Christine was somewhat taken back by Jill's mention of meeting some guys, for Justine's part, but overlooked it for the time being. She would definitely ask Justine about it as discreetly as possible when she had her in her chair.

"Okay then .. Jill, I guess you should start first since your hair is longer and will take more time. Why don't you get washed and I'll see what Justine wants to do, okay?"

As Jill went off to get washed, Justine sat in Christine's chair.

"Okay, gorgeous ... what would you like to do today?", Christine chuckled. "And what is this I heard your mom say about you two finding some guys tonight? Are you planning on taking another step in Justine's life?"

Justine blushed as she considered how to answer Christine's questions.

"Well ... I guess something glam, but not extreme, if you follow me, Chris. I don't like my hair stiff with sprays and stuff. Definitely no coloring, and no cutting - I want to let it grow out a little longer."

"And .. about the guys?", Christine then asked.

"Oh ....mom just wanted to see if I could pass completely, that's all." Justine whispered - not very convincingly.

"Well okay. So after all these years I've known you and helped you improve your look ... now you decide to hide something from Aunt Christine. Is that it?"

"No!", Justine exclaimed, "Not at all! It's just that ... um ... I wanted to try something to help mom, but only with certain conditions. I just didn't want to talk about it."

"Justine, honey ... your mom and me go way back as you know. What you may not know - and this is something you must not discuss with anyone - is that we were also lovers. I'm bi-sexual, if you know what that is. If you don't it means I like girls and boys both. Sexually, that is. When your mom was getting started in the business - long before she met your father - she was sent to me to prepare her for her portfolio. I was very attracted to her, and she came to stay with me for a while. 
She was not comfortable being an active partner to me, unfortunately, but had no problem allowing me to make love to her orally. Yes - that means I took every opportunity to eat her pussy even though she wouldn't do the same for me."

Seeing Justine blush at her mention of eating her moms pussy, Christine got the message that Justine had probably sampled such pleasures herself. She decided to pursue that thought.

"oh ... I'm getting the idea that you and your mom have been closer than I might have thought! Is that true, dear? Have you and your mom been doing more than you let on?"

Justine again blushed furiously.

"Ummmm... I guess so, Christine. I guess I'm like you - I like girls and boys too. At least I think so. I have licked moms pussy a few times and loved it, and she has taken me in her mouth and I loved that too. Then I took one of moms lovers in my mouth and fanny a few months ago, and I liked it. I guess that's part of why we're going out tonight. I told mom I would make love to another man, but only if we were together at the time. I don't know what will happen if a guy knows I am really a boy, but I wanted to try, and I feel safer if mom is with me."

Christine immediately saw an opportunity to finally have this beautiful boy-girl for herself. She decided to proceed with caution and see what she could work out. She would have to find a way to get Jill talking about tonight and move the conversation her way.

"Well darling, I would say any man would be an idiot to turn you down even if you do have a cock. And by the way, dear ... use the word "cock" - not penis - it turns men on. Anyway ... I will make you so irresistible that you won't have to worry. But I do wish your mom confided in me sooner, because in addition to my talents with hair and makeup - I am also an accomplished cocksucker. I would love to show you some different tricks I know that I guarantee will have any man eating out of your hand in no time. And my goodness - I would give anything to see that beautiful face of yours with a cock in it! In fact, I would love to have your cock in my mouth, darling."

Justine, or in this case John, was thrilled at the thought of his penis ... his cock ... being in Christine's mouth. John or Justine had long been infatuated with her every time they had met, and was fairly confident Christine felt something as well.

"You won't say anything to mom, will you, Christine? If I let you suck me, that is? I would really like that, but nobody but mom has ever done it to me before."

Oh, Christine thought, my dear friend has been holding out on me! She has been sampling forbidden waters! She has allowed her son to eat her pussy, and now Christine finds that she has also been sucking her sons cock as well. isn't that interesting! Kinky, it's true, but Christine was nobody to talk about kinky - she had done just about everything a person could do sexually and loved it all. She had made love to men, teenage boys and teenage girl models, and women, but never a boy more beautiful than most girls or women she had loved - and certainly than any boy or man. Now she would 
have him, and with any luck she'd have his mother again. Maybe at the same time, if she was lucky.

"Darling ... are you saying your mommy has been sucking your cock? Does she do that after you lick her pussy, dear? Are you and mommy sleeping together now?" Christine was starting to breath heavily as she got more and more aroused by the pictures going through her head. "Tell me, dear ... does mommy let you shoot your juice in her mouth? Does she swallow it? I would love to swallow your juice, my lovely boy. I would swallow every drop you could give me! And do you enjoy the taste of your moms juices when you lick her pussy, darling? Doesn't it taste wonderful - I do love it so!" She was so aroused by now she was panting and her pussy was soaking wet. "Come to me, darling - I must have your cock this instant or I will go mad!"

And with that Christine gathered John into her arms and kissed him deep - shoving her tongue into his mouth while her hands pulled at the belt of his jeans. Feeling the soft angora sweater and mounds of John's bra only made her more aroused as she unfastened John's jeans and pulled them down. Hooking her fingers into the waistband of John's sexy panties, she pulled them down next - leaving only his garter belt and stockings. Minus his panties, John's cock popped out of it's hiding place and pointed straight out to poke her in her belly. She reached down and wrapped her hand around John's cock and stroked it before dropping to her knees and swallowing it into her drooling mouth. Sliding her mouth off so she could catch her breath she could barely moan "Oh my God ...ummmm.." before plunging her mouth over it again until her nose was brushing against his little patch of pubic hair. She sucked so hard her cheeks caved in and made her mouth even more like the walls of her pussy would grasp a cock. John's knees began to shake and Christine could vaguely hear him moaning. His hands were running through her hair and pulling her head onto his cock even further, so every inch of his cock was buried in her mouth and into her throat. An experienced cocksucker - this did not present a problem for Christine. She just breathed through her nose as she had learned to do long ago - a tip she had picked up from her dentist, of all people, when she had gagged when having x-rays taken. She tried it the first time she had deep throated a guy and it worked! It was now part of her regular routine, an she had a well deserved reputation as the best 
deep throat artist around. She could hold a cock in her throat for minutes at a time instead of seconds like other girls, and hardly ever tasted a guys semen when he exploded into her throat. It shot straight into her stomach unless she wanted to actually taste it and withdrew the head into her mouth. She also practiced a technique of using the muscles in her throat to massage a guys cock so the "classic" head bobbing" action wasn't required. A guy rarely had his cock in Christine's 
throat for more than 5 minutes before his cum was pouring down her throat. John was now reaping the benefits of Christine's extensive experience sucking cock. He was pulling her face firmly onto his cock and her lips were fully packed with cock. It was impossible to see even the base of his cock, it was so far into her mouth, and it didn't bother her at all. Her neck muscles contracted around his cock and she gurgled happily as John practically screamed when he began to unload into her throat. She felt one, two, three huge squirts go down her throat before pulling back so she could get some on her tongue to taste. She was surprised John could still produce two or three more squirts onto her tongue - which she swished around and savored like fine wine. As John's cock softened she was surprise to find that he continued to leak a large amount of semen onto her tongue. With his cock now fully out of her mouth, Christine again swished practically an entire mouthfull of semen around, over her teeth, coating her entire mouth with John's delicious cream. 
Satisfied she had gotten every possible bit of taste from his load Christine then swallowed it down to join the rest of his semen in her belly.

"Wow!", John whispered ... "that was nothing like mom does it!"

Christine just sat back on her legs and smiled. She hadn't lost her touch.

"I'm just as good at eating pussy, honey, as your mom well knows. Maybe I can give you some tips sometime", she said with a devilish grin. Now that would be an exciting experience, wouldn't it? Three gorgeous girls in bed together - one with a very nice cock? Sounds yummy! Christine thought she'd have to work on Jill to see if she could make that happen.

Well listen .... I have to go see how your mom is doing and then I'll be back to make you extra special pretty for tonight, okay? While I'm gone I'll have one of the girls do your nails!

Christine went to her private shampoo booth and entered to find Jill lying back with her eyes closed and her hair in a towel turban. Not unusual at all. What was unusual was that her smock was open to the waist and the shampoo girls mouth was sucking on one her breasts while her hand was massaging the other. One of Jill's hands was playing with her clitoris while the other was on the back of the shampoo girls head pulling her face to her nipple.

"Well excuse me, darlings!"

Jamie, the shampoo girl, jumped up in surprise at being interrupted. Jill still lay back with her hand rubbing her clit. She tried to hold Jaime's head to her breast.

"Don't stop, dammit, I'm cumming!"

Never one to pass up an opportunity, Christine immediately stepped over to Jill and dropped her head to her breast - motioning Jamie to again suck her other. Jill's hands now held both girls heads to her breast when Christine and Jamie both took over finger fucking her. As Christine rubbed her clit, Jamie inserted her small hand all the way into Jill's pussy to the wrist and shoved it in and out as Jill moaned loudly.

"Somebody eat my pussy!" Jill moaned, and Jamie fell to her knees between Jill's legs and dove in, covering Jill's pussy with her mouth - her tongue dancing in and out of her cunt like a cock fucking her. Jaime's ponytail was bouncing side to side and up and down as she tried to hold onto Jill's legs - not wanting to remove her mouth from her dripping pussy.

Christine moved her mouth to Jill's - her tongue in Jill's mouth as far as it could reach - her hand continuing to massage Jill's breasts in turn. Their saliva was running into each others mouths as she had a shattering orgasm from Jaime's talented tongue.

Jamie continued to lick Jill's pussy as she started to come down from her orgasm. Christine lifted her mouth off hers and smiled at her friend as Jamie finally sat back - her face wet with Jill's juices.

"Wow!" she said.

Christine laughed and whispered to Jill "That's why I keep Jamie around, darling. She is one of the best pussy munchers I've ever seen. Not as good as you, mind you, but very good."

Jill was still breathing hard as she smiled at her friend and pulled her face back for another deep kiss. She looked down at the young shampoo girl and said "Get up here, you!"

As Jamie leaned over Jill, Jill placed her hand behind Jaime's head and pulled her mouth onto hers. She could taste her juices on Jaime's lips.

"Thank you, sweetheart - that was wonderful", she whispered to Jamie. And to Christine she whispered, "Did you just drain my lovely daughter, Christine? I'd know the taste of her cum anywhere!"

"Yes, love, I had a lovely load of her cum in my mouth. I see why you love to suck her - she tastes wonderful", she said with a smile. And now I have to get back to cut and style her hair. I think her nails will be done by now."

Laughing, Jill said "that's okay, dear, Jamie and I will be fine. See you in a bit. You are going to find time to do my hair, aren't you?"

"Of course! I am going to trim and set her hair, then I will call for you so you can observe every step as I turn your "son" into a gorgeous "woman"!"

"That's fine, dear. I'm sure Jamie and I will find a way to keep busy", Jill laughed as she held her arms open to Jamie, who wasted no time falling into her arms and burying her face in Jill's neck.

Christine returned to her private room to find Justine talking animatedly with the nail girl. Her fingernails now glistened a bright red. She had tips affixed and her nails were now a girlish half inch past her fingertips. Her toes also were done in the same bright red polish.

"Your nails look terrific, hon! Great job, Lisa!"

John and Lisa both smiled happily.

"I love them, Christine! I feel so girlie!", John said.

"You just wait until I finish with your hair and makeup, darling", Christine answered. "Okay - let's get started".

Christine stood behind John in the chair and ran her fingers through her still damp hair - arranging it to and fro, "crunching" it with her hands.

"You know, hon - I think you would look smashing with your hair all curly tonight. I'll just give you a slight trim because I know you want it to grow in like your moms eventually."

"Whatever you want to do is fine with me, Christine", John said happily.

Christine grabbed her scissors and clips and began sectioning off John's hair and taking small snips here and there. When done, she told her assistants to get her basket of small curlers.

"Fun time, darling! You take this basket in your lap, and when I hold out my hand you take a curler and hand it to me, okay?"

"I think I can handle that, Christine" John laughed. "This is going to be fun!"

So for the next 20 minutes or so, Christine asked for and got a curler from a smiling John, and wound it carefully in a pattern around his head. The curlers were only a half inch in diameter, so tight curls would be the result. Almost done, Christine told her assistant to bring Jill into the room so she could do her hair as John dried, and then watch his comb out and makeup.

Jill walked into Christine's room to find her son sitting and chatting naturally with her friend. John's hair was set on small rollers covering his head. He looked adorable! His finger and toenails gleamed with bright red polish.

"Well - don't you look cute! I must have the prettiest son in the whole world", Jill laughed. "I am going to have to set your hair more at home, darling!"

"Hi mom!", John said. "This is such fun, mom! Don't my nails look great? And it feels so funny with my hair in rollers like this, but I'm really having fun! You can curl my hair any time for sure!"

Laughing, Christine said "John - you can slip out of your smock and put your sweater back on if you want. I'd rather not have to worry about messing your makeup or hair putting it on later, honey."

Leaving the chair for his mom, John stepped to the closet and removed the smock - indifferent to the 3 ladies watching his every move. He walked so easily in his heels, which Christine noticed and smiled at Jill. With the smock off, John was left wearing only is bra above the waist. He turned to the women and smiled as Christine whistled and laughed.

"Wow - some set of knockers, girl! Are those things real?"

It was John's turn to laugh. "No silly .. my mom buys me only the best of everything. These were custom made for me by the woman who made moms! Aren't they great?"

They were indeed. Virtually undetectable even close up, John's breasts measured a girlish 36B in size. They were attached with a special glue that would not release without a special liquid. The edges thinned out and were blended with makeup so you could not tell where the forms ended and the skin began. They were so soft and lifelike they bounced when John walked, even when contained in his usual bras. The nipples were also incredibly lifelike - the aureoles and nipples molded from Jill's own breasts.

"They must have cost a fortune, Jill, but my God they are worth every penny!" Christine said.

"Honey", Jill whispered,"would you like to show the girls what else I had made for you?"

John had a devilish grin on his face as he answered "Do you think I should, mom? It's so naughty!"

Christine and the girls were now so curious they demanded John show them whatever it was Jill had made for John.

"Okay", John said, and with a huge smile on his face began to unzip his jeans. With the fly unzipped and unsnapped, John lowered them to his knees.

"After we finished having sex before, Christine, I went to the bathroom and changed my undies. I look a little different down there now" John laughed.

Christine immediately noticed there was no bulge in John's tiny thong panties. Black, of course. He had slipped them on over a black garter belt he had stuffed into his purse. He now wore sheer black stockings instead of pantyhose. His ass was perfectly shaped and his legs were a mans wet dream.

"Oh my God!" Christine whispered as John hooked his thumbs into the sides of his thong and sexily pulled them down to his knees. Instead of the cock she had been sucking an hour before, Christine saw a perfect pussy, pubic hair shaped into a cute little heart above the opening to his vagina. The lips glistened like a real woman's would if she was aroused.

"Isn't it perfect?" John laughed. "Mom had it made just for me. She was the model for the mold like she was my breasts, so I now have my moms pussy too!"

Jill smiled and said to Christine "why don't you have a taste, darling?"

John sat on a stool and motioned Christine to him with his finger. "Come, Christine ... my pussy needs a licking. It's all wet for you. Taste my pussy." And he smiled coquettishly and spread the lips of his "pussy" with his fingers.

Christine walked slowly to the lovely boy with the beautiful pussy and dropped to her knees between his legs. She leaned towards the glistening vagina and extended her tongue. There was actually juices dripping from John's pussy, and she smelled the musky aroma she knew so well from his mom. Moaning softly, she covered John's pussy with her mouth and flicked at his clit with her tongue. She tasted the sweet juices and immediately noticed it was a mans cum - not a woman's 
juices she was used to coming from a pussy. She looked up at John and then Jill in surprise.

John laughed, 'Yes - it's my cum, Christine. Actually my pre cum. Mom had it made so my penis slid into a pocket, so I can pee like a woman and when I cum it leaks out into my vagina pocket. I can even take a 6 inch cock in my vagina, and most guys would not be able to tell it isn't the real thing - especially when I start leaking into it and it gets juicy. Tonight is the first time mom has let me wear it and I hope to get lucky!"

Christine had already dove back into John's pussy as he spoke, and more and more juice was flowing through his vagina. John was sitting back with his eyes closed as he began to cum from Christine's tongue. John had h is tongue buried in his mothers mouth. Christine continued to lap up John's sweet semen as it dripped into his pussy. Jill watched with glazed eyes as her friend licked and sucked her "sons" pussy. John had his head back cradled in his moms arms as he moaned "oh mommy, oh mommy, I wish I had a real pussy like yours!"

"Maybe you will some day, my darling - maybe you will" Jill whispered as she held her sons head full of curlers.

Christine finally finished lapping up all of John's cum and sat back on her heels. "My God" she whispered, "that was amazing! You must have paid a fortune for this, Jill, but it is really amazing! I almost wish I had a cock so I could fuck him!"

"I have the best mom in the world", John said. "If I could I would have surgery to look exactly like her. I already have her breasts and pussy", he said with a girlish laugh.

Jill looked lovingly at her son and kissed him. "Oh my sweet baby ... mother would so love to have a daughter some day, but I would miss your sweet cock so much! Wouldn't you rather have things as they are? As a boy I could suck you and take your cock inside me when I wanted, then as a girl we could play dress up and maybe pickup guys to suck off and have fuck us?"

"Whatever you want, mom, is okay with me. If you want me to be a girl I will happily. If you'd rather I stay a boy you can have my cock anytime you want", John said with a smile. Now I want you to see me become a pretty girl for you with Christine's help.

Christine and Jill smiled, and Chris rolled in her makeup table. John sat back with a smile and waited for his transformation with excitement.

Jill leaned forward watching as Christine began applying her skills to her sons already pretty face. Using one trick after another, John's face went from that of a pretty 16 year old boy to that of a stunningly beautiful late teens girl. Jill was amazed and delighted with how her son looked as Chris went along. John's face glowed with delight at the pampering it was receiving from Christine. Turned away from the large wall mirror he could not see what he was becoming as Chris used his face as a palette of color. Chris had started by waxing John's already thinned eyebrows to a girlish arch. Using tricks from her theatrical makeup background, she then used special tapes and elastics to pull John's eyebrows up towards his hairline so his eyes now appeared more open and feminine. Jill was amazed by what she saw happening to her son. She could not wait to see what Chris did to his beautiful hair.

After a while, Chris sighed and stepped back to look at her subject. She nodded as Jill simply whispered "Amazing, Chris - he looks absolutely stunning. And ..."

"Yes", Chris whispered, he looks like a younger version of you"

John wanted to see himself when he heard he now looked like his mom, but Chris wouldn't allow him to until she finished with his hair. But first Chris wanted to blow dry Jill's long hair since that would take less time than finishing John's. So covering the mirror with a towel she lead John out of the chair so Jill could take his place.

In no time at all, Jill's beautiful long hair was blown dry into a silky mass. It curled gently at the ends - the result of a perfect tapered cut. The slightest movement of her head sent the waves tumbling around her face. John could not resist running his fingers through Jill's hair. The visual of his thin, girlie fingers tipped with bright red nails running through his mothers luxurious hair gave the gathered ladies chills of excitement.

"Get into that chair, darling" Jill whispered. "I have to see what Chris does to your hair now."

John jumped back into the chair excitedly. He couldn't wait to see the result of the hair and makeup job Chris had taken most of the afternoon to do. neither could his mom or Chris's assistant!

One by one, Chris carefully removed the rollers from John's hair. Soon his head was covered with various length tendrils and tight curls he could feel when he moved his head. Using a steel pick, Chris began loosening the curls. A brush would remove most of the curl, which she did not want this time. John's hair was still only just short of shoulder length, but the reshaping Chris had done left his hair shaped into a rounded line from the front to the back with the front now slightly shorter. Using a small brush, Chris lightly brushed the ends of the curls, resulting in a feathery look that danced around John's head, framing his face with tendrils. John got chills feeling the curls brushing against his neck and face.

Stepping back, Chris whispered to Jill "What do you think, hon?"

Seeing the final effect of the makeup job and hairdo her "son" now had, she could only whisper "he's absolutely gorgeous, Chris. Unbelievable." Chris's assistant was breathing deep in lust just looking at John. She said "he's going to have guys falling over themselves to get to him tonight - that's for sure! If he doesn't get cock tonight, something is very, very wrong!"

Chris pulled the towel covering the mirror off and said to John "Go on - take a look."

John faced the mirror and looked like he didn't understand who was looking back at him. The effect of the professional makeup job Chris had done along with the new hairdo was so stunning and different it didn't register that the beautiful girl in the mirror was actually him! He simply stood there in shock at what he was seeing - his hands clasped together.

The bouncy brunette curls fell just a bit over the neck of his angora sweater and around the sides of his face. His forehead was covered with a tumble of wispy curls that reached the top of his eyebrows - which he noticed were now much thinner and arched upward like never before. The tricks Chris had used to lift his face had done there job in spades. His eyes were surrounded by a mix of blacks and grays, and his lips glistened with shiny red lip gloss. As he moved his head from side to side to get the entire picture, his curls bounced and slid over each other. Jill slowly walked 
up behind her "son" and put her hands on his shoulders. John turned around and mother and son hugged tightly.

John whispered into his mothers ear, "mom -I think I may get a chance to test your pussy tonight." Then he started to giggle softly as his mother pushed him back and laughed.

"I think so, darling. You may even get lucky and test the real one yourself", Jill laughed.

So the stage was set. Christine's plan to join John and Jill in a hot party would have to wait. Tonight was to be a special one for John - or rather "Justine" - and she would not interfere. She would have to wait to get into bed with this beautiful couple. "Another day", she thought, "I will do my magic on this boy and then I will have them together."