



                                    JOHN'S EARLY LEARNING


                                                by John P

                                           Copyright© 2011


Chapter 14

I'm just home from school and I kiss Mum hello. She hugs me and I
feel her breasts against my chest. My dick stirs and I curse
these hormones that make me perpetually horny. She announces that
roast lamb is on the menu tonight and it's one of my favourites.
Her attention goes to the pans and dishes as a bubbling noise on
the cooker takes her away to deal with one of the pans that is
threatening to boil over.

Mum's nice and I've always thought so but she's not a pushover.
I've had my share of being made to do what I'm supposed to do
instead of what I wanted to do, especially in my younger years.
Now I'm 14, I look at her differently. I see her now as a friend
rather than an adversary and I'm appreciative of all she's done
for me during my time of growing up. She's a bit of a looker with
her slim shape and long legs and I can see what Dad saw in her
all those years ago. I look Mum up and down while I sit at the
kitchen table, and her bum looks quite small, like a girl's bum,
and then my dick stirs again. She turns and catches me looking,
and her wise head knows what I've been doing. I look away quickly
but it's too late.

"Dad's coming home about 7," she says, "and I need to talk to you
about... something."

"Is it about all the spunk in my underpants again?" I ask and she
smiles at me. She's been suggesting that I ask the men who fuck
me to wear condoms so that their spunk doesn't soil my undies and
I've told her that they plunge into me before anything like that
gets discussed. To be honest, I want to feel their hot seed
inside me, to feel it shooting as far up inside me as they can
manage. It's funny though, she's never suggested a condom for Dad
when she watches as I take him inside my bum-hole.

"What is it, Mum?" I ask and I can see that she's uncomfortable
about saying what she has to say. She fidgets with the sauce
bottle, moving it from here to there, repositioning the salt and
pepper pots. She looks into my eyes and I see the turmoil in hers
but she decides to come straight out with it.

"Since you've been... pleasing... Dad, he's been insatiable. He
won't leave me alone. It's like being on our honeymoon all over
again and I love all the attention he gives me... if you know
what I mean." She blushes and I find that I'm blushing too.

She continues, "He wants you to do something... different. He
wants something... more." This sounds serious and I'm starting to
become a bit nervous, thinking about what terrible acts he might
want me to do. Mum sees that I'm anxious and goes on, "If you
don't want to do it, it's alright, he'll understand. I know it's
a lot to ask."

"What is it, Mum?" I ask and I brace myself for the answer.

"The next time you... please him, he wants you to wear girls'
knickers!" she says, all in a rush.

"Is that all?" I say, smiling with relief.

"You wouldn't mind?" she asks, not quite believing that I would
take her monstrous suggestion so casually. She's taken aback by
the ease of my acceptance of her request.

"If Dad wants to do me while I'm wearing girls' knickers, I don't
mind a bit."

She gets up from her chair, comes round to where I'm sat and hugs
me, kissing my hair and telling me, "Thankyou, thankyou, love.
You've no idea how difficult it was to ask you to do that. I'm so
happy you said yes."

What is it with men wanting boys to wear girls' knickers? What's
the attraction? Why does it turn them on so much? Uncle Fred made
me wear them while I pleased all those men. Before Chris fucked
me for the first time in the woods, Uncle Fred had removed my
knickers so that he could fuck me too. Once I'd got used to
wearing girls' clothes, it had stopped being embarrassing, and
when I'd seen mens desire for me in the their eyes, I'd felt
empowered.

I decide to come clean with Mum. She's sensible and incredibly
loyal to the family so I begin to tell her about me and Uncle
Fred. I begin though by begging her not to mention any of what
I'm about to tell her to Dad. She promises of course and I begin.

At first, when I tell her of him molesting me, playing with my
little dick, I can see her fury mounting. When I explain about
how much pleasure and joy he's given me, her face softens and
she's obviously forgiving him. When I come to the part where he's
made me wear girls' clothes, it's as if she understands. At this
point, I have to ask her why men do this.

She takes my hand in hers and begins to explain. "It's all about
image, love. All men love sex but they can't handle the fact that
they might want it with another man or a boy. They hide it by
getting their sex partner to wear girls' clothes so they can tell
themselves that they are making love to a girl and not a boy. All
perfectly normal and acceptable, you see."

Mum is so wise but I knew that already. Bright though I think I
am, this had never occurred to me. "So Dad wants me to be a girl
so he can feel more comfortable about what he does to me?" I ask
and she nods. "And would he like me to wear a bra too?" I ask,
laughing at the idea.

She replies, "Would you mind, love? I know that it would excite
him a lot."

"Of course I will, Mum. Whatever he needs," I say and Mum hugs me
again. I realise now that sex plays such a big part in human life
and I wonder how much more I've still got to learn.

Mum says, "I want you to try something on," and checks the pans
once more before leading me upstairs to their bedroom. Once
there, she produces a bag and empties the contents onto the bed.
It's a pair of girls' knickers and one of those little bra
things, a training bra. It's a matching pale blue set, a bit like
a bikini, I suppose.

I begin to strip my clothes off and Mum watches me, paying
special attention to my little dick when it comes into view. She
tears her eyes away from me and puts on my training bra, pulling
it this way and that till she's satisfied with how it looks.
Turning round and grabbing a hair-brush from the dressing table
behind her, she brushes my longish hair down and teases it,
turning me round so I can look at myself in the mirror. A girl's
face looks back at me and I'm amazed at how good I look. I stand
up slightly to see how the training bra looks and I see my
nipples standing up, erect and showing through the thin fabric.
My dick is starting to rise as I look at this vision of me as a
girl and Mum reaches for the flimsy knickers and wants to fit
them on me.

When I turn round so she can put them on me, she can't miss my
erection. She's on her knees and it's there, less than a foot
away from her face. She looks down, knickers in hand, and I raise
one foot at a time until the knickers are around my ankles. As
she slides them up my legs, her eyes are on my dick and I'm
looking down, wishing my erection would go down. My pre-cum has
started to leak out and Mum's noticed it. I've been holding onto
her shoulders, balancing myself so that I wouldn't fall over and,
inexplicably, I'm pulling Mum closer to me.

She takes this as a signal and I find my dick in her hot mouth,
her tongue busy with the task of licking up the pre-cum that's
rapidly increasing as the seconds tick by. Her mouth arouses me,
the sucking and licking bringing me to what I know will be a
swift conclusion. Her hands are behind me, grasping tightly my
smooth buttocks, and it's only 20 seconds later when my dick
throbs and I'm filling Mum's mouth with my hot spunk. I'm
trembling and shuddering as I shoot rope after rope of potent
spunk into her, and she's swallowing greedily, gulping it all
down.

When I've finished shooting, she holds my dick while she licks it
clean, making little sounds that mark her enjoyment of her young
son's spunk. As my dick becomes flaccid again, she says, "That's
better. The knickers will fit now," and I realise then that my
erection would have been showing above the waist-band before Mum
took care of it.

Her hands pull up the flimsy knickers and she runs her fingers
over them, feeling my dick and balls, checking the fit. I have to
say that it feels nice to have her fingers touching me through
the material and when she turns me round, her hand on my buttocks
feel so wonderful. She pulls them up tight into my bum-crack and
she says, "That looks nice, very sexy," and I feel happy that,
for some reason, I look good in them.

"Oh damn, I'd better go and see what's happening in the kitchen,"
she says, suddenly remembering the pans that are simmering on the
stove. She dashes off and I'm left to admire myself in the
full-length mirror on her wardrobe door. I turn around and admire
my bum; it looks so nice in these little knickers. I see that I
do indeed look sexy and wonder if Dad will like me dressed in
this particular outfit.

I take my girl-clothes off and put them neatly away in my own
bedroom. After I dress in my own clothes, I go downstairs and I
join Mum again in the kitchen. My homework occupies me for the
next half-hour and I look up from time to time, admiring Mum's
bum again and wondering what her tits look like. Damn, I have to
stop this. I go for a bath and make sure that all my bits are
spotless.

At 10 to 7, Dad arrives home and says hi to us, carrying on
through the kitchen to hang his coat up in the hallway and get
out of his shoes. On his return, he ruffles my hair and asks what
happened today. Judiciously, I decide not to mention the episode
I had with Mum not long ago. I talk of my lessons and he's
genuinely interested, asking questions from time to time.

Mum serves up the meal and we get started. She asks Dad how the
day went and he gives his usual answer, "Oh, just the usual."
Then, out of the blue, he says, "Oh, I met Jeff's family at
lunchtime, you know, that man from number 23. They were going off
to shop for clothes for their daughter. She's 12 now and a real
looker." I look at Mum and she pretends not to see me. He goes
on, "She's got this black hair, real shiny, and it hangs down
over her shoulders. And she's started to sprout, John, if you
know what I mean," and he winks at me. Mum's still not saying
anything.

After we've finished eating, everything’s washed up and Dad has
started on the beer. He has a few while we watch TV for the
evening and he cuddles me with one arm while drinking with the
other. Mum's knitting something for somebody and keeping an eye
on Dad.

"Shall we have an early night, Jack?" she says and I understand
the significance of the question. He says yes and we all go
upstairs to prepare for bed. I've already had a bath so I get
into my bed and wait but this time I wait naked. I hear the
bedtime preparations of my parents, the washing, the teeth
cleaning, and eventually they go to bed.

Five minutes go by and Mum comes into my room and she's holding a
hair-brush. "Are you ready, love?" she asks and I nod. I retrieve
my girl clothes from my drawer and Mum dresses me, pulling this
way and that so that I look sexy. My training bra is snug and my
panties feel wonderful against my skin. Mum brushes my hair down
and she tells me that I am a very pretty girl and that I'm now
Joanna. Joanna? What does she mean? "Just go along with
everything he wants. I'll help you."

I'm confused now but Mum leads me to their bedroom and I see that
their light is out but the light from the landing shines in there
but not much. Mum goes in first and I'm directly behind her and
Dad can't see me.

"Jack, Joanna is here and she wants to kiss you goodnight" After
he says OK, she moves to one side and we can barely see each
other in the poor light which is the only illumination. I can see
his face but the light is behind me and he can only see my
outline. I slowly approach the bed and can see that he's naked on
top of it. His cock is enormous but not yet erect and I look at
it in awe, as I always do.

I bend down to kiss his lips and he actually kisses me, forcing
his tongue into my mouth. Dad's never done this before and it
takes me by surprise. His hands go to my knickers and he feels
them, stroking my hips. He pulls me down onto the bed with him
and he feels me up. I'm facing him and his big hand goes behind
me to fondle my buttocks through my knickers. His tongue is in my
mouth and I'm sucking it, wishing it was his cock, that manly
weapon that's stiffening by the second. His free hand moves up my
belly and he grasps my tit, squeezing it and fingering the nipple
and I wince.

Then Mum's voice says softly, "Careful, Jack, she's a virgin,"
and he relaxes his grip. "Isn't she lovely, Jack, our daughter?
She's old enough to need her daddy now she's 12. Will you teach
her?"

Now I get it and I know what's expected of me. Dad takes his
tongue from my mouth and just kisses my lips, just like you would
with a little girl. He's looking hard at the knickers I'm wearing
and the lust is shining in his eyes.

"Kneel up on the bed, Joanna, so Daddy can see your new outfit,"
and I do. Dad is feeling me all over from my legs to my crotch
and he feels the erection I'm now sporting.

"She has a big clitoris, hasn't she?" says Dad, still playing
with my erection and Mum says, "Yes, it's big because she's
waiting for her first time with you." I daren't say anything in
case my non-girly voice might spoil the mood but I decide to
whisper instead.

"I like that, Daddy. It tickles," I whisper and it comes out OK,
not boyish at all. "Shall I keep doing it, Joanna?" he asks and I
whisper throatily, "Oh yes, Daddy, do it to me some more." Dad
continues his playing with my dick through my knickers and I'm
really beginning to get into the "little girl" thing. It's
turning me on more than I thought it would and I'm becoming
seriously aroused.

Mum sees my possible predicament and asks Dad, "Wouldn't you like
to see her little pussy, Jack? She lovely down there," and I turn
round, displaying my bum to Dad. With my back to him, I pull my
knickers down a little so he can see my bum-cheeks. He gently
fondles my buttocks and I feel his tenderness even through those
big fingers he has. His fingers slide down my bum-crack and he
reaches my rosebud, my cunt, and his fingertips stroke me on my
cunt.

"Wouldn't you like to see Daddy's willy, Joanna? His thing?" and
I whisper, "Oh, yes, Mummy."

When Mum says, "Well ask him," I turn and whisper coyly, "Can I,
Daddy? Can I see your thingy?"

"Yes, Joanna, of course you can. Come on over here and I'll show
you. Move over this way and you will be able to see it better,
baby girl."

He places me in a 69 position and I'm looking at his monster.
He's holding it in his hand, pulling down on it and he preens,
trying to impress his little girl.

I whisper, "Ooh, Daddy, it's so big!" and I know he's pleased.

"Suck it, Joanna, suck it for Daddy," he says and I take in the
head of his cock, licking his salty pre-cum and running my tongue
around the knob. While I do this, Mum says to me, "Do you want
Daddy to lick your little pussy, Joanna?" and I nod the best I
can. Dad pulls down my knickers further and I feel wonderful when
he takes my clitty into his mouth completely and begins to suck
it. Dad has never done anything like this before and I'm shocked.
His fingers fondle my balls and his free hand goes between my
legs, searching for my little pussy.

His fingers find my boy-pussy and he tries to insert one inside
me but I'm dry. Mum holds the open jar of Vaseline as Daddy
scoops some out and greases his little girl's pussy. As two of
his fingers push into me, I push out and it's suddenly much
easier.

I'm still sucking Daddy's big cock as he's penetrating me and I
fondle his big ball-sac, feeling each of his balls in turn. I
smell his manliness, his masculinity, and I recognise the power
he has over women and girls, the virility of such a man as Daddy.
I'm his little girl and I must surrender myself to him, give
myself over to his lust, his desire.

When he finishes greasing me, the time has come. He takes my
knickers completely off my legs and places me on all fours with
my legs wide apart. My virginity is going to be ripped away but
I'm glad that it's Daddy who's going to do it. Mummy holds my
hand and I glance up at her and see that she's completely naked,
and her other hand is busy between her legs, rubbing her lovely
cunt. I see her tits for the first time and they are beautiful,
small but with nipples that poke out almost an inch from the dark
aureole. I wish I was a baby again and could feed on them.

Mummy speaks softly to Daddy, "Be gentle, Jack, it's her first
time with a man," and he pushes slowly forward. The knob slides
into me when I push out my sphincter and I grip Mummy's hand
tightly. On the next push, two inches of the shaft are thrust
into me and I'm feeling like a tree trunk is being pushed into my
bum. I wince when the next two inches go into me but he pauses
for a minute for my pussy to adapt to his massive cock. Then he
pushes all the way home until his coarse pubic hair scratches my
smooth bum.

Now that he's fully in me, he begins to fuck me slowly. This is
feeling good and it's made even better when Daddy bends forward
and I feel his hairy chest on my back. His hands go under my
training bra and he's pinching my nipples with his fingers and
although he's hurting me, I'm getting more aroused because of it.
He kisses my neck and my shoulder and he begins to speak softly
in my ear.

"How's that, Joanna? Do you like to feel Daddy inside you?"

"Ooh Daddy, you make me so full. I love you, Daddy, I love you,"
I whisper but it's feeling so good now that I'm afraid I'll spoil
it if I use my voice. My words spur him on and his lust is
beginning to take over.

Mum's beginning to lose it and she almost screams at him to,
"Fuck her, Jack. Fuck the little minx Fuck that big cock into her
and make her scream." She's on the verge of cumming and her
filthy talk is sending me and Daddy much closer to orgasm. He's
fucking me harder now and I'm pushing back at him. He's rutting
now and I'm taking all he can give me. I feel so full, so
complete. He's pounding me hard and a tingling in my balls
announces that I'm going to spill my seed.

Almost on the verge of cumming herself, Mummy screams, "Breed
her! Fuck her! Make her cum, Jack! Fuck your daughter!"

Mum shakes all over as her cum hits her and Daddy's cock throbs
and jerks straight after. He pushes all the way into me and holds
me tight as his spunk begins to shoot into me. "Joanna, I love
you, I love you, darling!" and he spurts his white hot potent
spunk up into my bowels.

I forget to whisper because I'm so worked up and I say through
gritted teeth, "I love you, Daddy! I love your cock in me! Fuck
me, fuck me more!" He kisses my neck as his sperm pumps and
pumps, filling my little pussy and making me one happy little
girl. He's loving me, filling me up with his love and kissing me.
I'm overwhelmed, both by his love for me and the vigour with
which he proves it. He's mated me, bred me and I'm so...
fulfilled.

When he's finished sperming me, he stays in me and rolls us both
over so that I'm facing Mum. Her orgasm is finishing now and she
climbs onto the bed with us and I'm in a sandwich, Dad behind me,
plugging my bum-hole with his big cock so that his spunk stays
bottled up inside me, and Mum who faces me. My eyes are fixed on
her long nipples and she moves closer, leaning up on her elbow
and offering one to me. I take it immediately into my mouth and
begin to suckle.

As Dad watches what we're doing, I notice for the first time his
scratchy stubble against my cheek. He's kissing my cheek and I
realise that Joanna is the recipient of this tenderness and not
John. His hand strokes my training bra, feeling for and pinching
my nipples lightly, and he watches with me as Mum breast-feeds
me. Her face is serene now, her hand stroking my forehead as I
feed, and I have the most overwhelming sense of well-being.

"Suck, Joanna, suck Mummy's nipple and you'll be a big girl one
day," Mum croons at me and I suck contentedly. Dad moves his hand
from my nipple and puts his arm across me to stroke Mum's face.
She looks from me to him and back again, smiling at us. My arm
goes round Mum's waist as I feed from her breast and my happiness
is complete. Dad loves me, Mum loves me, and I feel I'm lacking
nothing in my life.

Feeding at Mum's breast though is making things ‘downstairs’
begin to stir and Dad takes my dick between his fingers and thumb
and wanks me. I can smell Mum's sex juices and the cum-laden
atmosphere in the room and these, together with being breast-fed,
combine to ensure that I won't last long before I'm spilling my
seed.

Dad's words excite me when he says, "Cum for Daddy, Joanna. Show
Daddy what a good girl you are," and I flex my buttocks as I
begin to shoot. My spunk showers Mum's belly and Daddy's kissing
my neck, telling me I'm such a good girl. He wanks my dick
throughout my orgasm and continues to fondle me, even after the
jerks and spasms have stopped. "What a beautiful clitoris you
have, Joanna, so big," he says and although I don't know what a
clitoris is, I'm sure that it must be a good thing.

Mum's fingers gather up some of my spunk from her belly and she
pulls her nipple from my mouth. My disappointment is short lived
though because those fingers are at my lips and I open them to
suck in her spunk-covered fingers, licking my own seed and
swallowing. She assures me that eating sperm will make me into a
big girl and she'll talk to Daddy about giving me lots in the
future. I don't let my enthusiasm for this idea show too much and
I just nod.

Daddy's big cock is softening now and I can feel his slimy
monster being expelled from my bum-hole. "Shall I clean you,
Daddy?" I ask coyly but he says that Mummy will take care of that
and when I look into her face, I see that she likes that idea.

I am offered the long nipple again and I suck on it greedily. Dad
has his arm around me and Mum again and I'm content. Mum's
fingers play with my hair as she feeds me and Dad plays with her
free nipple, wetting his fingers first to stimulate her more.
It's the last thing I remember as I drift off into sleep.

The next morning, I wake to find myself in my own bed. I'm still
wearing my training bra and my knickers are on the night stand.
The feeling of dried spunk is all over my bum and when I touch
the hole between my legs, I can feel that Dad's spunk is still
running out of me. When I get out of bed to clean myself up,
there is a wet spot on the sheet where I've been sleeping. As I
pass by my parents' bedroom on the way to the bathroom, I see
that Dad's mounted Mum from behind and is forcing that enormous
cock into her. From the sounds she's making, his attentions are
not unwelcome.

After I've cleaned the spunk from my body, I go downstairs and
grab some cereal. I'm ravenous after that night of passion and
until I turn on the TV, Mum's squeals and Dad's grunts are
clearly audible. Although I'm watching the screen of the TV, I'm
really thinking about where we all go from here. Mum has got me
to play a daughter for Dad to deflower, I've sucked on the
nipples of the woman who bore me 14 years ago and Dad has become
the macho man who sucks and wanks a boy's dick and makes him cum.

Sometime later, when they come down for breakfast, I'm in the
kitchen. Mum looks radiant and Dad looks pleased with himself and
I expect some tension once we're all together. I don't detect
any, in fact Dad says, "Anybody seen Joanna this morning? Is she
still in bed?" and Mum laughs. I'm not sure how to respond but
when Dad comes and cuddles me, he says, "Thanks, John, it was
just what I needed," and he kisses my cheek. Mum comes over and
kisses me too and whispers, "Thankyou, love."

When Mum asks, "What do you want for breakfast, Jack?" Dad is
quick to reply, "Just you," and his arms go around her waist and
he hugs her.

My parents are behaving like teenagers and I'm embarrassed by
their display of affection. This is just a kid's view, of course,
and I'm sure I'll be just as embarrassing when I find somebody
for myself to care about deeply. And thinking that just reminds
me of Chris....


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