The Big Day

Hi all! Youngblood here! This is based on a request by a user named Dana on Discord. Also, this series was originally posted on the official X-Change discord server. Now that it’s finished, I decided that it should live here on my blog! I hope you enjoy and happy reading.

The Big Day Pt. 1

The biggest day of my life had finally arrived. My 21st birthday. Now that I was old enough to drink, my dad and I planned the biggest birthday party ever. I knew that I wanted a stripper for my big day so my father hired one.

A week before the party, my father came into my room and told me that the stripper he hired had to back out. “Don’t worry, son. You’ll have a super sexy stripper for your party. I’ll guarantee it,” he said before backing out of my room. I wanted a stripper for my birthday and I was for sure getting one. My father was an honest man and whatever he said always came true. I couldn’t wait for my birthday party.

The big day had finally came. All of my friends were there, my family was too. For some reason, my father wasn’t there to celebrate it with me. I assumed he was paying the stripper for coming so I shrugged it off. After celebrating and after wincing from drinking my first bottle of beer, the stripper finally came out.

She was beautiful. An absolutely perfect MILF. Her walk exuded sex appeal and gave every male who she walked past a very obvious and painful erection. We watched as she danced and teased us. My friends threw dollar bills at the woman, making it rain as she expertly danced to the music that was coming from the stereo.

I hate to admit it, but I fell for her. She was absolutely perfect in every way. I stared as she worked her way up and down the pole. Our eyes locked in with each other and my erection got even harder, wanting to burst out of my pants at any second.

After walking away, we fixed ourselves, hiding our boners and walked inside. My father had everything planned out. After her dance, we would go inside and she would give us all a lapdance.

She walked out and was completely naked. She was even more beautiful than before.

So...who’s the lucky birthday boy?” she asked. Her voice was as perfect as her body, exuding sex. I raised my hand. This was gonna be fun.

The Big Day Pt. 2

The stripper turned on some music, giving all of us a good look at her assets. She turned back and stared at me. I felt like I was under her spell. She walked over to me and began dancing.

Her ass was so close it was as if we were made for each other. The rest of the guys cheered me on as I got a lap dance from the beautiful vixen. I put my hands on her hips and she smiled. I could feel the heat coming from her vagina. She was wet.

As the music slowly faded away and the boys clapped and celebrated, our eyes met. I didn’t realize it at first but we were moving closer. Closer and closer until finally our lips met. Her lips were soft and warm and her lipstick tasted like strawberries. I shed a tear as I finally got to share a nice moment with this beautiful woman. If only my father was here to witness this historic moment.

After she broke the kiss and wiped away my tear, she took me by the hand and led us to my bedroom. She attacked me with kisses and tore off my clothes.

I tried to cover my exposed naked form but she just smiled and kneeled. “Look at you, baby. You’re pretty big,” she said as she slowly stroked my cock. I was fully erect at this point. Whatever she was planning to do, I was fully behind her, loyal like a dog.

She moved to the bed and went on all fours, showing off her bottom and enticing me to have some fun with her. I was initially hesitant at first until she shook her ass. Watching it jiggle hypnotized me and I moved behind her. She let out a small moan as I inserted my cock into her wet and eagerly waiting vagina.

Sounds of moans and orgasms echoed throughout the house. Our fucking session was so intense that I had to hold onto her for dear life. Finally, I came inside her tight pussy before falling onto the bed below me.

“Can I get your number, baby?” She asked me. I wrote my number on a card and handed it to her. She smiled and walked away. Hours passed and I got a text. “Hey baby. You up?”

The Big Day Pt. 3

It’s been a few weeks since that fateful day. When me and that beautiful stripper made love together. I replayed that moment constantly in my head. The perfect day.

Me and the stripper had more one on one sessions after that night. Kendra, she had told me her name while we were texting, was staying at a hotel and she gave me her room number. I texted my parents and then made my way to her hotel.

The sex that night was amazing and more intimate. We actually kissed while we were having sex, something that had never happened before. The way her vagina perfectly wrapped itself around my cock was indescribable.

Moments later, I felt a buildup in my crotch. “I’m gonna cum soon, Kendra.” I said, panting. “Cum inside me, stud. I’m on the pill.” She replied, staring intensely into my eyes. If only I had known what kind of pill she really meant. We shared one long kiss before I finally came inside her pussy. We came in unison, our juices flowing and combining into one. That’s the moment that I fell in love. How could I not? She was a beautiful, mature woman who wanted to have sex with me.

I left the hotel satisfied and in love. We sexted after I got home, I told her how I felt and went to sleep shortly afterwards. My father quickly woke me up the next morning and told me that we were spending the day together.

As we spent the day together fishing, my father left for a second, giving me time to text Kendra. “Hey babe. Can’t stop thinking about last night. You were amazing.” I texted her. Immediately afterward, I heard a ring come from my father’s phone. I looked at it for a moment, and to my shock it was MY text! My dad was Kendra. No wonder why she let me cum inside her. “She” was on a basic. I wanted to puke but my dad came back and I pretended that nothing happened. When we got home that night, I paced back and forth in my bedroom. I got a text from Kendra. “Hey baby.” The text said, a picture attached. “Hey dad.” I replied.

The Big Day Pt. 4

The cat was out of the bag. The woman that I had been having sex with and fell in love with was my own father. “What are you talking about?” She texted back but I already knew. “I saw the text. While we were fishing.”

She eventually broke down, confessing to why she did it. Since the original stripper backed out, she decided to take an X-Change and be my stripper. One thing led to another and we ended up having sex. She hated to admit but she enjoyed it. That’s why she wanted my number, she was addicted from that first moment. She fell in love as well. “Please. Don’t tell your mother.” She texted in desperation. Don’t worry, Dad. I won’t tell her. But you have to do something for me.” I texted back with a smirk emoji. “What is it?” “You have to be my girlfriend for the month.”

“Done.” She responded with a picture of an Xtra-Strength pill. I was surprised. Was this her plan all along? I didn’t mind but I was just surprised. “But you have to wear a condom every time we fuck.” I only responded with a devil smile emoji.

A few hours later, I got a video from my dad. He was male again. He picked up the Xtra-Strength pill, placed it on his tongue and swallowed. I watched in real time as my father became my girlfriend for an entire month. She blew a kiss to the camera before the video finally ended.

It wasn’t long before I stopped at a drug store, picking up a couple boxes of condoms and morning after pills. Kendra was waiting for me at the hotel, running up to me and giving me a big passionate kiss on the lips. She took me by the hand to her room and attacked me with more kisses. She was horny as fuck.

We tore off our clothes and ran to the bed, quickly putting a condom on and inserting my cock into my girlfriend’s pussy. Knowing that she was mine for a whole month and we could fuck whenever we wanted turned me on even more. I had to hold onto her once more as I relentlessly pounded her pussy. This was gonna be a good month.

The Big Day Pt. 5

We fucked like rabbits for that entire month. My girlfriend was absolutely insatiable. We’d act like a normal couple (despite the obvious age difference) in public. She’s an amazing girlfriend. Loving, supportive, and sexy as hell. But she’s an animal in the bedroom. We almost broke the bed one time as she was riding me.

It was the last week of Kendra being my girlfriend for a month, and I ran out of condoms. We still wanted to fuck so we agreed that I’d pull out. Fucking her bareback, knowing that if I cum inside her the transformation is permanent, only turned me on more.

As we made love, I felt a buildup in my crotch. I tried to pull out but Kendra wasn’t having it. My cock was trapped inside of her pussy and I finally came inside her unprotected womb. She stared at me the entire time as we fucked.

After pulling out, Kendra was obviously shocked. “What the fuck did you do? You were supposed to pull out,” she said. “How was I supposed to pull out? I literally couldn’t. Your pussy was milking me,” I responded. We argued for hours until she broke down in tears. I held her in my arms and kissed her forehead.

“What am I gonna tell your mother?” she asked. Fuck. She was still home. I talked to her occasionally during the month but I was more focused on Kendra.

I went to the bathroom and called my mother. She definitely didn’t take it well. My dad is now a woman permanently and I’m the one that knocked him up. She was screaming so loud that when I put the phone down on the sink, I could still hear without being on speaker.

“I want to see him. Now,” she said, calming down. We checked out of the hotel and went home. Mom opened the door and smiled devilishly. She sent me to my room and grabbed Kendra by the arm.

Once I was back in my room, which seemed so alien after staying in a hotel, I heard the familiar sound of skin on skin and dirty talk. My mom was on a blue pill and fucking my dad turned girlfriend. Therapy wasn’t going to save us.

The Big Day Pt. 6

My mother saw me watching them having sex and waved for me to come over. “Take off your clothes. We’ll fuck this slut together,” she said. “She’s not a slut. That’s your husband!” I retorted.

She stopped fucking Kendra and stared daggers into my eyes. “Look at her! Who do you see when you see her?” she asked, forcefully grabbing Kendra’s face. “My girlfriend.” I lovingly responded. This seemed to make her angrier. “No! She’s nothing but a filthy whore! Now get naked.”

My mother as a man was scary and dominant. She forcefully plunged her cock inside of my girlfriend’s ass. I reluctantly got naked and moved in front of Kendra. I took my cock and put it in her mouth, she quickly began sucking.

I felt like a man possessed. I grabbed her hair and began fucking her mouth. Me and my mother moved in unison as we fucked the slut together.

No! She’s my girlfriend! I thought to myself. It wasn’t long before we all came in unison. My mom came in her ass while I came in her mouth. She was forced to swallow.

After we exited her holes, she ran off crying. I wanted to follow her but my mom stopped me. “Don’t worry. She’s just a slut. She’ll be coming back for more.” I finally had enough. I rushed to put my clothes back on and ran to find my girlfriend.

I spotted her crying alone and naked in the bathroom. I kneeled and held her in my arms. “I’m a slut,” she said, sobbing profusely. I told her she wasn’t. That she was the most wonderful thing to ever happen to me. That I loved her.

She looked at me. I wiped away her tears and we kissed. It was beautiful. A kiss of thanks, of passion, of love. We ran to the car and went back to the hotel.

I picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. “I love you,” I said, staring into her eyes. “I love you too,” she replied. We made passionate love that night. After the love making, we fell asleep in each other’s arms. With Kendra by my side, we had nothing to fear.

The Big Day Finale

Its been about a year since that fateful night that Kendra and I had professed our love to each other. Let me tell you what’s happened since then.

I haven’t spoken to or seen my mom since that threesome. Ever since she called Kendra a slut, I’ve had nothing but hatred towards her. No one calls my girlfriend a slut!

Kendra and I have been officially begun dating. My friends were surprised when they saw that the stripper I had for my birthday is now my girlfriend. They don’t mind though. They still don’t know that Kendra was my dad. I just told them that my parents had divorced and he moved away.

I got a good paying job and we moved out of that small hotel room and officially moved into our own house! Now we can make love wherever we want and not have noise complaints.

Kendra gave birth to beautiful baby girls. Their names are Tina and Stephanie. Every time I see them, I can’t help but smile. They have their mothers eyes and their fathers looks. When they ask how we met, I’m not gonna tell them that their mother is actually their grandfather.

My mother came by one day. Kendra was pissed but I convinced her to look after the girls while I talked to her. I stared at her coldly the entire time. She said she wanted to be a good grandmother but I wasn’t having it. I told her that I never wanted to see her again and she left.

Kendra came after she heard the door slam but I reassured her that everything was going to be okay. We kissed and hugged and spent the rest of the day tending to our little monsters.

Lastly, there’s one last thing I needed to do. We were on one of our dates at a nice restaurant. The time was right and I kneeled next to her. I pulled out a ring and asked her “Will you marry me?” She gasped and said yes. We shared a kiss and everyone in the restaurant applauded.

I can’t wait for our wedding day. When I can finally call Kendra my wife. I just know that she’s gonna look killer in a wedding dress.