My dad would let me tell them how I wanted it styled. It alwayslooked unisex. The summer was mine but every fall the male orientationbegan again.But t...hat would soon change. Chapter 2Then it happened. My step-father and my mother kept getting questions asto whether I was a boy or a girl. My brother, who is one year older thanme, developed into the man that looks more like our natural father. I,on the other hand, favored my mother, to the point where my aunts on mymother's side of the family. He then pushed her legs back again and rolled between them and slipped himself back inside her. She whimpered as he filled her up. He started to take longer and deeper strokes and I could once again see his rock hard cock pushing in and out of her wet, glistening pussy. He was whispering to her but I couldn't hear clearly what he was saying. She was so absorbed by the sensations of him fucking her that she just groaned and sighed in response. He pounded and pounded her, pushing his cock so. It was hard to think about anyone else. The Coach was so different than the boys I had known before, so manly and masculine. I know it was only one encounter, but I felt so infatuated with him and isn’t that how young love usually happens, anyways? I had already made up my mind that if I had the chance, I would suck his cock again. I also had decided that if he wanted to, if he needed to fuck me, I would let him. I would willingly be taken by him. The very next school day, I tried to time when. He looked so happy in succeeding to plant his seed in me.Finally he collapsed on me and then kissed me of the head before rolling away. I smiled back and we hugged each other and fell asleep. My energy was so drained that I didn’t realized when I fell asleep but when I woke up Surjo was sucking on my nipples with his palm rubbing on my pussy. It was past midnight and without much foreplay this time he positioned himself and started fucking me. I hugged her tightly wrapping my legs and arms.