Danni's First Week (Danni branch)

Danny was now Danni. On the whole, it didn’t make much difference.  Once she had decided to be her feminine self, Danni leaned harder into  her feminine mannerisms. It was no different to having a girl stay with  them and if they had not known otherwise, they would have been  hard-pressed to identify Danni as anything other than a young woman.

After the weekend they did not see Danni much. Freshers week was  underway and Danni was out near constantly. They weren’t keeping tabs on  her but they noticed that she didn’t come home at all for a couple of  nights. Peter and Amy were happy that she seemed to be living her best life and just hoped she was being safe.

The following Sunday rolled around and Danni staggered into the  lining room with a cup of coffee wearing a loose cropped T-shirt and  some snug-fitting shorts. Even looking a bit of a mess as she did, the  only clue to her gender was the noticeable bulge in her shorts. Although  neither of them mentioned it they both noticed that it was a pretty  significant bulge.

“Morning guys,” Danni yawned as she sat on the sofa and curled her legs up under her.

“Ah, it turns out we did take in my friend's daughter,” joked Peter. “I was beginning to think that I had dreamed it.”

“Yeah,” said Danni, running her hand through her messy hair. “I’ve been going at it pretty hard this week.”

“It reminds me of mine,” said Amy. “I noticed you didn’t come home a couple of times. I take it you found somewhere to sleep?”

“Yeah, I found a comfy bed.”

“Alone?” asked Amy with a grin. Danni bit her lip and shook her head with a smile of her own. “Oh my god. Who was it?”

“Which night?” said Danni and the two women burst into laughter.

“No way. You really are like me. I couldn’t walk after my freshers week,” joked Amy.

“Well I’m staggering a bit.”

“Come on, I need details.”

“University is the best possible place to come out. They even talked  about the fact that there is a zero-tolerance policy to any kind of  prejudice so I was just totally open with the fact that I’m a boy but I  like to be femme. I spent a lot of time answering questions but people  were really positive.

“Anyway, that’s the boring part,” she went on. “You want the juicy  bit. The first big night out was at the student union. It was a bit like  a mini-festival. They had food carts and an outside bar. It was great.  Rumours about me had got around and that first night I must have ended  up kissing like five girls on the dancefloor but nothing more happened.  Wednesday night was at a nightclub and I ended up back at a girl's room  on the campus. She was really into me being girly and she really wanted  to dominate me. Honestly, it was kind of hot as she pinned me down and  rode me like a mad woman. We did it three times that night, I was so  worked up. She was super cute too. She was curvy and had these really  big breasts. God, I spent ages sucking on those things and she loved it.

“Friday night we ended up on a bit of a pub crawl. I’d latched onto a  little group of girls on my course and they were wild. We ended up  hanging out with a group of guys from the sports science course. They  were all super fucking hot. We played some drinking games and a bit of  truth or dare and one of the girls set me up to tell them all I was a  boy. It was so funny. None of them believed me. This one guy, Dave, got a  dare and he was dared to confirm that I was a boy so I took his hand  and slipped it up my skirt. I was so hard that my tuck was threatening  to burst. He had no trouble working out I was telling the truth.

He was totally into it. We were flirting constantly for the rest of  the night and I ended up back at his. I don’t have a ton of experience  with guys so I was a little nervous. If he’d been huge I might have  chickened out but he was pretty average so I wasn’t too worried about  taking him. He fucked me so hard. He was really fit and he just kept  going. I thought I was going to lose my mind. I came without him even  touching my cock. Fuck, I love anal orgasms. I only managed it a couple  of times on my own but the feeling of a real cock was something else.  It’s a good job. I think he was a bit worried about playing with my dick  in case it made him gay. I was a bit pissed off about it but after he  fucked me, I couldn’t help but forgive him.”

“Fuck, Danni, that is super hot,” said Amy

“I know. I love girls but there was something about being with a guy  that just hits different. It was hotter because he still considered  himself to be straight.”

“I bet he will have a hard time convincing his friends after you went home together.”

“Yeah, but they can’t comment. I’m sure a couple of them would have taken me home too, given half the chance and enough beer.”

“I’ll be back in a moment,” said Peter as he got up and walked out of the room.

“Could you put another pot of coffee on please, darling?” shouted Amy and Peter waved his hand to show that he had heard her as he left the room.

Once clear of view, Peter dashed into the downstairs toilet and hurriedly pulled out his erect  cock. He hadn’t had an erection in weeks but listening to Danni talk had  made him hard. His mind was blank as he hurriedly jerked himself off  into the bowl of the toilet and he felt the satisfaction of an orgasm  wash over him. It was soon followed by guilt. Why was he getting hard  listening to his friend's daughter talk when his own beautiful wife  hadn’t been able to do anything for him?

That evening, Amy was  getting out the vibrator. “I really need it tonight,” she said. “I hate  to admit it but listening to Danni got me really worked up.”

“That’s my friend’s daughter,” he said, his accusatory tone making him a hypocrite.

“She may be your friend’s daughter but she is an adult and by the  sounds of it a pretty sexy one. Besides I was doing just as much at her  age. You weren’t there but I shared some of my stories from my freshers  week. I think I earned some kudos.”

She slid her panties off and settled on the bed to start using the vibrator and Peter perched next to her. She liked to hold his hand as she came and he  enjoyed feeling her body react even if he wasn’t responsible for her  pleasure.

“Do you mind me talking about my past?” she asked as the powerful vibrator made it harder to speak.

“Yes and no. I know It happened but it sometimes makes me uncomfortable. I wouldn’t want to censor you.”

“Okay. I just got really worked up listening to her talk about that  gang of boys. It was similar to mine but I ended up with three of the  boys taking me home. I had one in each hole. It was my first foursome.”

Peter was shocked. She  had never been so detailed when talking about her past. He knew she had a  number of lovers before she married him but hearing that she had three  men at once at the age of eighteen was shocking to him. “Your first?” he  asked.

Amy gripped his hand as  she had her first orgasm. Once it passed she adjusted the angle on the  vibrator to start building towards another one. Then she managed to  answer his question. “Yeah, it was so good I did it a couple more times  after that. Different guys though.”

“Different guys each time?”

“Yeah. I really did get about a bit at Uni. You never really seemed to want details so I never went into it. Hang on I…”

She went quiet as she tensed up again. That one seemed more powerful  and she turned the vibrator off. She was flushed and beautiful as she  breathed deeply. “You know, if you ever want to know anything, I’ll tell  you. I didn’t mean to keep secrets, I just thought you’d rather not  know,” she said, gently stroking his hand with her thumb.

“Well, maybe I’ll ask from time to time,” he said with a reassuring smile.

Amy seemed pleased. “Come on and get in bed. You know I like to cuddle afterwards.”

Peter got up to get his pyjamas on. He looked down as he changed his back to Amy.  His cock was at half-mast. He got in bed and she immediately snuggled  up to him. He lay there holding her as she chatted about nothing in  particular. He wasn’t listening. He was too busy worrying about how his  body was behaving.