A little TOO successfully.

You see Mommy setting up her trap as you watch dripping with anticipation...and lube. You don't know why you are so horny when you won't be able to do anything but watch. Maybe it is BECAUSE you won't be able to do anything but watch.

You lube up the vibrator as you watch Mommy lay out two perfectly rolled joints on the coffee table and wonder if she somehow read your text or this was always part of her plan? You slide the dildo past your parting pucker as she slides a dvd into the entertainment center and waits for the doorbell on the couch. You've already turned the vibe onto low by the time you hear...

DING DONG

Mommy answers the door at a tortuously slow pace, but of course Sam waits, eager to blaze. You can see the surprise in his eyes turn to curiosity...and something deeper as Mommy opens the door. You can tell from body language that she must be explaining you had to step out for a bit, but to join her inside. You discover you can zoom in on the remote and use it to capture Sam's blushing face and obvious boner as he follows Mommy to the couch.

Sam looks an easy mark. He is wearing a pale pink tshirt and shorts that could be defined as "a little too short". You don't know why you never noticed how queer he dressed, but maybe you weren't ready to accept what it would say about you if your best friend was a sissy...Now with a vibrator humming against your sissy g spot, and your free hand teasing your budding breasts, you find yourself much more open minded.

You see Sam's shock as Mommy offers him a joint, especially when she lights one for herself to set his mind at ease. You accidentally sit on the volume button and are surprised the recording is capturing audio too..."Isn't this more fun than hanging out with my shy, scared little sonny bunny?"

You feel a pang of betrayal as you hear Mommy teasing you "behind your back". But, curiously, you feel that pang deepest in your sissy cunt, setting off another sticky sissygasm and sending your sissy shaft spurting inside your filthy fleshlight as you hear Sam answer, "Uhm yeah...he's too chicken to have any REAL fun. I know he can pick up the hints I've been dropping..."

You miss a moment in your cum stupor, but as you catch up, you can see Sam trying to backtrack. Clearly he was not intending to be so forthcoming, but the pot and your seductive Mommy have already loosened his tongue..."I mean...about girls..."

Your Mommy takes a long pause and blows out a slow stream of smoke, watching and waiting until Sam follows suit. Then she sidles next to him so her silken soft stockings are touching his bare legs. You zoom in to see her hand slide up his thigh..."Is that why you wore these cute little shorts? Were you hoping the weed would give my little scaredy pussy the courage to finally try pick up on the signals you've been sending? It's okay, darling...I'm much braver than my boy...and much more open minded..."

You turn the vibrator up to medium as you goon out to your Mommy leaning in to kiss your best friend. You try to listen to the hum and ignore their words echoing in your head. You want to tell them you aren't a coward, but it's hard to do hiding upstairs and spying while you throb and drool watching Mommy do what you never had the balls to do...

Sam is sucking on your Mommy's tongue harder than he hit the joint, and by the lewd whimpers he makes as she slides off his shorts, you'd say it's getting him even higher. They break their kiss to lift his shirt off, leaving him naked, hard and leaking as Mommy sucks his dark nipples. "Mmm...imagine all the fun Brian could have had with you...though I think Barbie suits that timid little mouse better. Now I hope you're more open minded and braver than Barbie, because I have a big surprise for you..."

You wish Mommy would stop putting you down. It's totally unneccessary, hardly true...and it keeps making you confusingly hornier than you already were. Why is being humiliated and helpless to do anything about it such a turn on for you? You start pumping the cum filled flesh light, hoping to drown out the thoughts...

Darn...wouldn't you know it, you were so focused on your own curiously arousing cowardice, that you missed the best part. Sam already has a mouthful of your Mommy's meat and you didn't even get to see the surprise in his eyes. Oh well, you tell yourself you can always watch the replay. Meanwhile, Sam is showing admirable courage, already attempting to deep throat his first sissy dick and making remarkable progress. Frustrating you both, Mommy pulls him off her throbbing clit...

"Mmmm such a good girl Samantha. But why not make this a little more fun? Let's take you up to Barbie's room and you can try on some clothes she was too scared to share with you. Then I can take you on her bed?" You zoom in on the glazed lustful gaze as Samantha dumbly nods yes.

This isn't fair! Mommy's sharing your secrets before you get a chance to and making you look like a scared little loser. If only you could put a stop to this and take Samantha in your arms...if only you hadn't been too scared to seduce her yourself...if only this wasn't making you so horny. You set the vibrator to high and slam it against your sweet spot, drowning your doubts in shameful spasms and sissy squirts...

You see Samantha has already picked out a similarly slutty set of sheer black lingerie as your Mommy only with a pair of peek-a-boo panties leaving her tight pert ass exposed. You moan in need and frustration. That could have been you groping her tight ass and sticking your tongue down her throat. That could have been you pinning her moaning face first on your bed while your bury your face between her soft cheeks and eat her sweet cunt. Thatcould have been you scooping her up to her knees and sliding your spit-slick sissy shaft against her virgin hole...

But then you wouldn't have gotten to watch it. You are steadily rediscovering an all too familiar aspect of your sexuality. For most of your sexual life, you've spent your time jerking off and watching other people fuck. It's comfortable...it's safe, and with the added kink of knowing you're giving up on the real thing by watching the fantasy, it's humiliatingly hot.

"Cum for me, Samantha, show my sissy daughter, spying and jerking how a real sissy should cum!" Your heart stops...you hold your breath...time slows to a crawl. You have just been outed as a peeping pervert to your oldest, dearest friend, and you have less than a second to react. Do you run to your room and beg to join in? Do try to explain that this was all a misunderstanding? Do you...no...there was never a choice...you zoom in on Samantha's expression as you both spurt your brains out...

When you finally cum to Samantha is entwined in euphoric bliss with your Mommy and you regrettably realize you have lost her forever...maybe both of them forever...

Oh well, you tell yourself, you can always watch the replay...