- trans boy possum, Riley, with a trans dad, Charlie (and a cis mom, Natalie)
- Riley's wand batteries run out yet again, and he asks Charlie for help
- Charlie figures out Riley's been playing with max settings this whole time
- Charlie asks Riley how he plays with himself and Riley goes wild with wand for a bit
- Charlie decides his son has been using the wand a little too much so he treats Riley to other kinds of stimulation that don't involve genitals (e.g. nipple, chest/stomach, light anal, kissing)
- The two talk about Charlie's chest scars and Riley's soft and tiny boobs
- Riley briefly comments on size of Charlie's clit
- Charlie gushes about his first time with mom + rubbing pussies against each other as horny teens
- Riley asks to do that with dad and he obliges right away
- The two rub up on each other until Charlie cums (then Riley right after)
- They catch their breath and do naked cuddles until mom gets home
- Riley asks mom to take a picture of him and dad; they show big smiles and blushes
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Finally! I did my chores, ate breakfast, and helped dad fix up the TV, so it's time to get some good feelings out with the help of a very special friend: my magic wand! I hurry along to my room, close the door, take my clothes off faster than you can say "cum" and jump onto bed, wand in hand. I'm so used to this routine by now that I don't really wanna bother locking the door or anything; if dad wants to peek (as usual) or join in (sometimes it happens!), that's totally fine. For now, it's just you and me, wand...

I get myself a little wet first, rubbing my pussy up and down a little until it's nice and slick. It's easy for me to get carried away, though; there's been days where I just dig in and finger myself for like an hour, wand on hand but never used, hah. This time I'll remember though, promise! Anyway, after some careful rubbing, I prepare the wand, placing it just in the most perfect spot (found after weeks of, um, intense research, and dad's help). Then, once I'm ready and comfy, I firmly press the button! And bzzzz~

"Hnnnnf..."

It took just a few seconds for me to have to keep my volume low, though that doesn't matter much when the wand's so loud. The feeling's so intense I have to move it back and forth VERY slowly, or else I'll end up cumming in record time... my legs already get shaky and weak, flopping lazily onto my soft bed and twitching every now and then. I've gotten good at controlling myself, but the legs have always been the hardest part! I think it's like a reflex, or something!

Oh, but I can't focus on that for too long... the tingles are getting through my body already, my pussy's feeling all sparkly and hot... you know what, if dad hears me let out some loud noises, that's fine! I needed this after all the work we did today! I rub up the wand against my crotch real hard, making funny noises -- bzz bzz bzz~ -- and feel my eyes rolling back and my breathing speeding up a lot, and just as the wave of tingly feelings gets close--

Bzz-- z... ...?

Hm? AW, HECK! The battery ran out! Now?!

Dang it to heck, I forgot to plug this thing before I woke up; I may or may not have used it last night while dad was sound asleep next to me... I was so close to cumming too, and I'm really, really wet right now. I could just use my fingers to finish it, but hey, where's the fun in that? I'll just have to hurry up and be sneaky. I head for the door, and--

"Riley?"

Oops. Dad calls out to me, just about to open the door before I did it for him, and sees my entire nakedness... without so much as blinking. Hey, he's put his fingers way deep inside me like 97 times by now, anyway. Seeing my pussy -- even if it's real wet -- hardly phases him anymore. He just stands there, staring at his fluffy possum son carrying nothing but a lewd toy, before asking:

"Didja see where I left the remote, son? I've looked everywhere..." He chuckles a bit.
"Uh, behind the couch?" I wonder out loud. It's always behind the couch!
"Oh! One sec!" Ah, so he DIDN'T look everywhere.
"Hey, dad," I say before I forget what I was doing.
"Hm?"
"You seen the plug for this anywhere?" I ask him, showing off the freshly-used wand. A drop of my lewd juices drops onto the floor.
"...Check my room!" Again, we're both way used to this...

I give him a big smile and hurry on over to his room. Honestly, I'm a little jealous that his bed is so big... I mean, it makes sense, considering mom sleeps on it, too, huh... I guess it also makes sense that he'd keep the plug nearby, since he likes rubbing his pussy with the wand a lot, too. But shh, he's a little more shy about that part. He used to prefer doing hot stuff on his own, but ever since we started talking about and figuring out, um, what was the word-- mast-ur-bation together (got it), he's been happier to share that stuff with me. He gets really happy, and sometimes I hear him doing stuff with mom when it's way late. "Oh, Charlie! Right there, Charlie!" She's the noisiest out of the three of us, haha.

...Ah, anyway! Sorry, I'm rambling. I look around his room and find a familiar-looking cable thing tucked near the outlets. That was quick! And, I'm still wet, huh. I hope I didn't make a mess just walking around here... as I turn back, though, I see dad's coming into the room and sliding onto his bed. He's quite slim, even compared to me, and the bed barely makes a squeak when he hops onto it. He squirms and stretches real good -- it's one of his cuter habits -- before gently tapping the spot next to him in bed.

"Heya. Wanna cuddle while the wand charges up?" He asks, so casually.
"...Can we do naked cuddles?" I ask, though I sound more sheepish than I intended, oops.
"Sure, son!" He perks up. "Come here, little guy." Without another word, he starts undressing, taking off his shirt and jeans right away, then slowly removing his undies... and tossing them to me. "Here. I know you're a fan of the smell, heh."
He's... half-right, really. He's got a sweet natural aroma that's really hard to describe, but it's lovely. For the sake of controlling myself, I just give it a quick sniff -- well, maybe three or four -- before I leave them on the floor and climb onto bed with him.

I wrap my arms around dad and hold him as tight as I can, burying my face in his warm, fuzzy chest and letting out a comfortable sigh. There's a lot of things I've gotten used to doing with him, but getting to cuddle with him and relax in his presence is something I'm always gonna be thankful for. 

"You softie," dad whispers, chuckling a bit.
"You got me," I answer, wiggling in his embrace and getting as close as I can.

In our happy little moment, I almost forget I was rubbing a wand all over my crotch, like, five or ten minutes ago. Though it doesn't take long for dad to remind me of that, unintentionally rubbing his knee against my still-wet pussy.

"Oops. Sorry, champ," he says to me, being more careful with his legs. But... I don't want it to end there.
"Ah, no, it's fine," I assure him. "Touch me wherever you want, dad."
"...Hm." I can tell he's trying so hard not to show a playful grin right now. "If you insist. Just tell me if I get too rough."
"You won't, but okay."
"Really, now?" He sounds so skeptical... "If I recall correctly, last time we did naughty stuff, you tapped out when I started doing raspberries on your tummy."
"Wh-- I... That was cheating! You were fingering me also! You can't do both!" I blurt out, at first pouting, then immediately failing to suppress my smile.
"Alright, I'll play fair... You ready, kiddo?" He asks me.
"Ready."

I let go of him, and get as comfy in his bed as I can, shifting around a little and spreading my legs so he gets a full view of my pussy. He gets up on his knees, towering over me despite not being particularly tall, and starts rubbing my bare chest with slow, delicate strokes. I kinda expected him to go right for the naughtier stuff, but I guess I forgot dad's really into foreplay... he kneads and rubs me as methodically as he can, taking extra care with my nipples. I notice he's staring at them a lot, as if he's really focused on them.

"Hey, weird question," he says all of a sudden. "You seen your mom's boobs before?"
"Uh..." I guess I might as well answer it. "Yeah, lots of times."
"Hm, I see. You notice anything... interesting about them?" He asks, still rubbing my nipples with the utmost care.
"They're..." I'm drawing a blank here. "They're cute?"
"Pff, I mean, they are!" He chuckles. "I meant, like, their shape."
Still don't know what he means. "I think her left boob is slightly bigger?"
"Er, close enough." Dad seems to agree. "I meant their size, in general, you know..."
I was close! "Oh yeah, they're pretty small, huh? Even some of the cubs at school have bigger boobs than her."
"Pffhahaha!" Dad lets out a hearty laugh. "They do, they do! Er, not to get sidetracked or anything. I mentioned it because I was reminded of something. Don't mind me..." He keeps rubbing my chest, not paying much attention, though it does feel really nice for me.

"...What is it, dad?" I ask him, holding one of his hands. 
"It's, you know, I'm thinking about you, as usual." He lightly tugs on both of my nipples. Eep! It's a quick, tingly feeling. "You know, it might not always be this small. Your chest, I mean."
"Mmh, it's about that, huh?"
"Well, mom's boobies aren't very noticeable, so maybe you'll get lucky and get 'her' boobs, so to speak, haha..."
"OOH! MAYBE!!" I holler out without noticing my volume, since I got all excited about it. But, now a different thought hits my brain. "...Does that mean I'll have a huge butt, too?"
Dad perks up. "Hey hey, you'd be getting that from ME! Not that your mom's butt isn't beautiful or anything..."
"Haha, you both have cute butts."
"Hm~? Speaking from experience, are you?" He teases me.
"Well, we played together the other day, remember?"
"Yeah, and you spanked us both! I remember THAT!"
Ah, that was a fun night. Something about seeing my parents presenting their butts to me was... really hot. And funny. "I think mom was really into it. She was giggling a lot."
He smiles real big all of a sudden. "Yeah, I used to do that a lot with her. When we were just teens, that is--" He stops himself and fidgets a little.
"Mm?"
Dad doesn't hide his grin this time. "...Turn around. With your butt way up."

I do as he says without asking a thing, putting myself face-down and lifting my butt up high, shaking it and letting out a few giggles.

"I think it was on our third or so date," dad tells me. "Maybe fourth? We were all pent up, it was a friday and we had just gotten back to her home from school. Her parents weren't home, lucky us, so we hurried to her room and talked about our kinks for a long, long while." He slowly slides his hands along my butt, going up along my back sometimes, and other times poking and rubbing my pussy. I get wet before either of us really notice it, holding in a pleased whimper...

Dad continues. "Eventually, we couldn't hold it in anymore and we got naked REAL fast. She was in basically perfect shape too, being a track runner back then, so I got to have a lot of fun just staring at her. I mean, when you're young, even the little things impress you..."
"What, her boobs?" I interrupt real quick.
"Hey, I didn't mean it literally!" He squeezes my butt firmly -- eep! -- and spreads my pussy to take a good look at it. "Anyway, mere minutes later, I had her laying on the bed, and I started eating her out like my life depended on it... something like this."

He puts his mouth right on my pussy, and starts licking and sucking away, making lewd noises as he brings out some... really embarrassing noises out of me. "Nnnnf, dad, not so fast..." I groan out, inbetween sharp sighs and needy whimpers. My legs are twitching. My toes are curling. My fingers are digging real deep into mom's pillow. I have to plant my face into the pillow, too, to avoid letting out a near-orgasmic scream so loud the whole town would hear it. Feeling his lips and his tongue have their way with my warm, dripping pussy almost drive me to the brink... But he stops himself just when I'm seconds away from letting my body ride it all out.

"Anyway, we went at it for couple hours," dad says so casually, still licking my naughty juices from his lips. "Maybe more? She must've cum, like, four or five times just from that little session. "Basically all I did was eat her out and suck on her nipples and stuff, but the fun REALLY started when she asked me to try spanking her..." Gulp.

Dad pushes me down onto the bed this time, not really minding my wetness getting all over the bed. He gets some of it on his fingers and rubs my soft, round butt with them. "Ah, the anticipation was what rwally got her, looking back..." he tells me, getting big handfuls of my buttcheeks and moving them around like they're his own playthings. Something about it all starts getting me even wetter. "I rubbed her down real good, teased her folds just a tiny bit, with teensy little touches that can barely be felt," he adds, doing all of that to me with the most casual demeanor, "and then..."

And then...

He looks at me, focused. "May I?"
I nod right away, nervous but perfectly okay with it.

"And then a SPANK!" He winds up and spanks my butt, hard but not harsh, with a very audible slap. I wince for a bit, then a rush of tingles covers my body, going up from my butt all the way to my chest, then my face. I thought the embarrassing noises were done, but then I go and let out a very, very long moan, wiggling my hips back and forth and feeling more naughty juices start dripping down like never before. "H-Hey, dad," I stammer out, "d-do it again, p-please..."

"Hold on, I'm still telling the story!" Always the patient one, dad simply rubs my crotch some more to get some of my wetness on his hand, which he then gently rubs on my butt again. "I mean, the details aren't TOO interesting, I just remember the cute noises she made, and how much she was enjoying it... she kept going, 'Charlie, I love you! I love you!' while I was just like--" Slap!
"Haah--!" Another spank, this time aimed at my other buttcheek, causes me to spread my legs as much as I can, almost humping the bed at this point as I felt that familiar tingliness hitting my whole body. "Daaaaad... please keep going..."
"Ah, I also remember I was spanking her a little too hard at first, and I didn't wanna risk leaving any serious marks, so my spanks got just a tiny bit more playful--" Slap! "But I did them more often, haha." Slap! Slap!!
"NNNNF~" My mind's basically melting at this point as I noisily toss and turn all over, though dad, ever the expert, still gets me right where it feels the nicest. Just a handful of spanks later, I'm already begging for the best part to hit me. "Please just finger me, I wanna cum!!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! "I spanked her for a long while, too, but again, I didn't wanna leave that much of a mark, so once she had her fun and got really close to cumming... I think it went something like this. You ready, son?"
"Mmmm!" Can't even talk at this point, but dad knows exactly what I mean.

Without another word, dad slides right up to me, and holds me tight with one arm, while the other quickly slides down towards my crotch. I open up my legs for me, and he accepts my invitation right away, digging a couple of fingers deep into my dripping-wet pussy. I wanted this so badly, I kinda stopped caring about whatever silly noises I made. Whimpers and groans escaped my mouth without holding anything back. All the while, right in front of me, dad just had this lewd, yet loving smile on his face, and once he put a hand on my cheek, I knew what he wanted. I held him close and leaned forward, and we kissed each other like we hadn't really done before, full of genuinely strong emotions and not really doing any naughty stuff with it, just sharing our warmth and love for a while.

Of course, he was also fingering me as deeply as I could handle it, so it didn't take too long to bring out the lewd feelings again. This time, I was more than ready for it, and I felt myself clenching hard on his fingers as my orgasm finally arrived. I had to moan so, so loudly while still kissing him with all the affection I could give him... the mix of happy feelings made me overwhelmed with emotion, and I couldn't control what my body was doing at all. I just felt all the energy rushing through me, so I hold onto dad as tight as I can while I ride it all out. I hump his fingers with a rushed, hungry rhythm as my whole body gets hit with this huge and electrifying feeling. Whatever sounds I made during this part were mostly muffled due to our kisses, but they definitely came from the deepest, neediest corners of my heart.

I stay like this for much longer than I expected, until dad lets go of the kiss and I get the chance to catch my breath. A few groans still come out of my mouth as his fingers slow their motions, then casually slide out. My breathing is heavy and rattled, and I can barely keep my eyes focused on anything. I decide to just close them for a bit and let the afterglow wash over me; I feel like I'm floating...

...

Dad speaks, eventually. "You good, son?" He gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"Y... Yeah? Y-Yeah," I whisper, feeling weak still, but smiling.
He looks at me, and holds my hand while petting my hair. "You wanna keep going for a little longer? It's okay if you don't."
"Wow. Please keep going," I tell him with a chuckle. "Just... gotta catch my breath first."
"...Oh! Sure."

He sounds a little surprised that I still have some energy in me. To be honest, I could do this a couple more times without any issues.

"Maybe mom can join us when she gets home," he adds.
"That... that would be awesome..."
"Right?! She'll be thrilled!"
"Hm, maybe the wand will be all charged up by then..."
"Maybe. She'll have fun with us, that's for sure, hah."

We don't say much for a little while. We just hold each other tight and get used to the slow shift of our chests as we breathe, and the sound of our heartbeats.

After some time, I climb on top of him and gives him a long, heartfelt kiss, which he eagerly accepts.

"Love you, dad."
"Love you too, son."