Danni's first week

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.