That night before Grandpa's funeral was a strange one, almost surreal! My dear Mother had quickly dominated my friend and traveling companion, Brian...or should I say Brianna?
I must admit I was rather surprised that Mama wasted little time in dominating her and utilizing her to her full sissy potential, and especially at such a sensitive time! Mama had lived under the restrictive conservative will of my grandfather for too long I guessed, and was now going to let loose.
This night before the wake I slept in the guest bedroom alone, a room I had used as my own when I lived at home. When I got up in the middle of the night to tinkle I walked down the hall to be surprised by the most intriguing sight.
The door to Mama's room was wide open, and she had the dim light on from her nightstand. There on the bed was Mama, totally naked and sitting in an upright position over the form of Brianna. Brianna's hands and feet were tied to the corners of the bed and from my vantage point in the hall I could see Brianna was wearing a black and red garter belt with black stockings on her shapely smooth legs. Mama was sitting on her face, grinding her muff into Brianna's face!
I could hear Brianna moaning as she forcibly pleasured Mama's pussy, and Mama herself seemed to be in some sort of pre-orgasmic trance. Her eyes were closed and she was uttering quiet yet forceful instructions and nasty things to Brianna below her as she rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Brianna was obviously enjoying her submissive position because her little cock was hard as a rock and bobbing up and down, devoid of panties.
I watched the two for a few minutes and they didn't even know I was there! I felt a stirring between my legs, my clitty was pushing against my darling black silk nightie, but I felt it inappropriate to join the two lovers. While I had of course played with Brianna more than a few times, the idea of being intimate with my own mother was a line I was not yet prepared to cross. I went to the pottie, sat on the toilet and after my clitty softened a bit I peed and then went back to bed. As I drifted back to sleep I could hear the loud shrieks of Mama, who had evidently achieved orgasm by grinding into poor Brianna's face.
The next morning I went down to the kitchen for coffee and found Mama sitting at the table. She was in a lovely purple nightgown and full length matching robe. Brianna was at the stove, preparing our breakfast wearing nothing but a frilly white apron.
"How did you sleep, darling?"
"Well, Mother...and you?"
"Oh I had the best and most restful sleep I've had in years. Brianna was such a comfort to me last night!"
"Yes, I noticed"
"You did? Well you should have joined us! Brianna is quite a talented girl! Aren't you, Brianna!"
"Yes Maam!" I giggled as Brianna turned and curtsied to the both of us.
"It will be a busy and difficult day, Mama. Are you ready for it?"
"Yes, Darling. We will be at the funeral home at 2 p.m. and the visitation will start an hour later. Your grandfather was a pillar of the community and I expect quite a turnout. Until that time we can rest a bit and Brianna can help us to dress and cater to our needs."
After Brianna served us breakfast, actually quite nicely prepared and I must admit deliciously served with Brianna, terribly embarrassed and humiliated and trying not to expose her sweet bare little bottom, I took a long bubble bath and prepared to lay out my clothes for the wake
When I got out of the tub I found Brianna waiting for me, a soft pink bath towel in hand.
"Titty, Mistress ordered me to help you with your dressing."
I giggled at the thought, and at Brianna still wearing that ridiculously short white cotton apron with the white and pink lace all around it. In pink needlework the seamstress that prepared it had written "Kitchen Queen" across the front of the apron.
I let Brianna dry me off and she spent a great deal of time drying my clit and my asspussy. She followed me to the dressing table and I sat before it, dropping my towel and spread my legs before her.
Brianna knelt down between my legs and immediately started licking my clit! Her tongue was so hot as it licked me and I spread my legs even further.
"You make a sweet little maid, Brianna! Now I want you to rid me of all those nasty male spermies that have been building up inside me! I want my clit and balls nicely drained and inconspicuous when I dress today. Now get busy!"
With my legs widely spread and Brianna setting to work I began to apply my makeup. It was distracting having her down there servicing me like that, but I thought how degraded she must feel at being forced to service me as I ignored her and put on my face.
The little minx was getting to me! I tried to act nonchalant but my clitty was responding and soon it was fully engorged as it slid in and out of that hot mouth! I dropped my mascara brush and gave in to pleasure...the exquisite pleasure of a sissy whore servicing cock!
I leaned back, rubbing and kneading my breasts as she sucked me divinely. She took her fingers and began to tickle my smooth little orbs, trying to coax the cum out of them and closer to her mouth.
I moaned and cooed as I spurt into her hungry mouth! Brianna, being the good little servant swallowed every delicious spermie! I looked down into her face and saw contentment - the satisfaction of knowing that she had brought a superior being pleasure.
"Brianna stand up and lift your sissy apron!"
Brianna lifted the apron and as I expected her sissy clit was hard and throbbing beneath. I put some lube from the dressing room table and liberally applied it to my fingers. I then shoved them roughly up Brianna's ass and began to move them in and out. Brianna moaned and spread her legs a bit, allowing me more access to her hole. As I pistoned in and out of her I took my other hand and stroked her clitty. Brianna, consumed with lust and desire began to shake and I pulled her close to me. Her clit erupted, as I knew it would, and the sissy goo shot all over my large and well rounded breasts. My, but there was a lot of it!
"Brianna, drop your apron and clean your disgusting spunk off me at this instant! What a mess you've made!"
Brianna leaned over instinctively and began licking up her cum from my breasts. She licked her goo off me like a contented kitten cleaning herself and I must say she did a wonderful job. All traces of her ejaculate were gone.
"Thank you, Titty!" Brianna curtsied in her apron and then the Kitchen Queen helped me to dress. She helped me into a flesh colored gaffe and I tucked away my male bits so that I was smooth and flat like a Barbie doll,
I wore a black silk corset with a rose motif and attached to the garters were seamed black stockings. I made sure that Brianna attached them so my seams were straight...I find untidy seams so annoying, and a sign of poor breeding, don't you?
Brianna slipped my feet into my black pumps and then she helped me into a short silky slip and my dress. My dress was black of course, a wonderful velvet fabric with a trace of black sequins here and there in a swirling pattern. It had a plunging neckline and it clung to my frame nicely. The hem was just above my knee. I turned back and forth before the mirror and we both agreed it was most appropriate. Being black it was of course the color of mourning, yet it's style and fit still made a statement to the residents of my former town that I was indeed a woman, and a beautiful one at that!
I put on some tasteful earrings in black, plus a chunky black necklace and went downstairs to read until we left for the funeral home. Brianna scurried off to help Mother dress.
Mother came downstairs looking lovely and rather matronly, totally contrasting with the wanton slut look she had going last night when she ground her muff into poor Brianna's helpless face. That is one sight I daresay it will take me a long time to forget.
Brian came downstairs soon after, looking rather handsome and passibly male in a gray wool suit.
"He's got panties, a bra and stockings on underneath...just to remind him!"
I laughed at Mama's declaration and Brian only blushed.
"Tell Titty what color you're wearing sissy!"
"Pink, Mistress"
"Of course it is! Pink is the color for a sissy slut like you! You'd better behave yourself tonight or you'll be sorry!"
"Yes, Maam"
We drove over to the funeral home, Mother and I in the back and Brian was our driver. Grandpa's big Buick was comfy and we prepared ourselves for the rest of the day.
When the crowds began to arrive it was all we could do to keep up with wellwishers. A few of them seemed quite shocked when Mama introduced me as her daughter Danni, since they only knew me as a boy before. No one said anything, although I got a few strange looks and heard whispering. I was growing weary of it all when I heard a familiar voice.
"Danny...is that you?"
I spun around to look into the eyes of Tony, my childhood best friend and lover. I had spent so many wonderful times with him and learned to suck on his wonderful cock. He had aged of course, but was still devilishly handsome. Dressed in a nice black suit he looked good enough to eat!
I blushed and he took my hand and then kissed it, keeping his eyes on my cleavage and my breasts.
"You look...amazing!"
"Thanks Tony! You're still handsome as ever!"
Tony pulled me close and hugged me. I could feel him pressing me closer to feel my breasts against his strong chest. I could feel his manhood pressing against me, he was holding me so close. Thinking we may be drawing attention I pulled away but he continued to hold my hand.
We chatted about my grandfather and he asked me to join him in the small reception room reserved for the family. Inside we chatted for quite a while about our lives. He was now divorced, with two children who lived with his ex wife. He had a construction business in the county and was most interested in what my life was like. It was a lovely conversation with an old friend. I found that I was still attracted to him.
"How long will you be in town, Danni?"
"Through the weekend, Tony. Why?"
"I'd like to see you...to spend some time with you. I've missed you!"
"Oh Tony I'd like that too!"
"Is that a boyfriend here with you?"
"Who? Brian, my heavens no! He's just a friend, he's not a real man."
Tony smiled.
"Then may I call you tomorrow and arrange a date?"
"Yes, please. I look forward to it!"
Tony gave me a quick kiss on the lips and then he escorted me back to the parlor. He said his goodbyes and as I returned to my Mother's side I couldn't think about much more than Tony, and spending time with him.
Life is funny sometimes.