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     Sheila’s doorbell rang, which surprised her since she
hadn’t been expecting any visitors today.  Maybe the
neighbors, she thought as she got up from the kitchen table,
making sure her silk robe was still tied tight around her
lithe form.  She had been having breakfast, a toasted bagel
with cream cheese and a fruit salad; her hair was still wet
from her morning bath, too.  She hoped it was a neighbor or
a random friend dropping by, though she wasn’t much in a
state to entertain.

     When she unlocked the door, however, she was dismayed
to see a young woman standing there – maybe twenty-four or
so.  She was bleached blonde, tan, and pretty – looked like
some California cutie right off the beach.  Cute little
nose, bright green eyes, great cheeks and smile, beautiful
white teeth.  Her small shirt and low-cut jeans left the
woman’s firm tummy exposed down to her panties – the top of
the black satin was visible just above the waist-line of her
pants. She had great, curving hips and sleek legs – very
well-shaped.  She also had rather large breasts, which stuck
out hard and heavy, and her tank-top left most of the tan
flesh exposed. Sheila guessed they were fake, as was much
about this woman’s appearance, she assumed, though it was a
great job.  She was very pretty.

     Not that Sheila wasn’t an attractive woman herself.
Twenty-seven and three years married, she did her best to
keep herself in top shape.  She went to the gym nearly every
day before work and ate well.  She was still young and full
of energy.  Her brown hair framed her lovely face, setting
off her sparkling green eyes.  She had an athletic build, a
little more firm and chiseled than the curvy blonde at her
door, but her husband loved her that way, so she kept with
what they both liked.  She only wished her breasts were a
bit bigger – they were B-cups, which wasn’t bad, but Cs
would be better, she always thought.

     “Um, yes?” Sheila asked as she looked at the woman.

     The blonde was smiling, obviously very excited and
bubbling with joy.  “Sheila!  It’s so good to see you!”

     “I know you?”  Sheila peered at the woman a little more
intently.  She did have a bit of a familiar look, but
nothing she recognized, even faintly.  But her eyes were
remarkably like her own.

     “You don’t recognize me?”  The blonde didn’t sound hurt
– more amused, maybe even glad.  Her voice was a bit deep
and didn’t quite hit with her looks.

     “Um, no sorry.  I don’t – “ Those green eyes caught her
again – so very much like her own.  Like her mother’s eyes,
but this was obviously not her mother.  And only one other
person shared those eyes . . . “Nick?”

     “Nichole, now,” the woman who had been her brother
replied, grinning.  “I knew you’d get it!”

     Sheila was laughing, shocked out of her mind, but
reached out and embraced her sibling.  “Oh my god!  What
happened?”

     “You want to talk out here?”

     Sheila laughed again.  “No!  No, of course not.  Come
in!  I was just having breakfast – can I get you anything?”
She led her sibling into the house and to the living room.
“Please, have a seat.”

     “Thanks.  No, I’m fine.  Maybe some water, I guess.”

     Sheila grabbed the rest of her breakfast and a glass of
ice water and returned to the living room.  Nichole was
sitting on the love seat, legs crossed in a very womanly
fashion, and glancing around the room.  She accepted the
proffered water graciously and took a sip.  Sheila sat on
the couch across from her and blatantly stared, her eyes
roaming up and down Nichole’s body, amazed at the
transformation.

     “So, Nick – cole . . . um, sorry.  That’s going to take
a while!”

     “That’s fine.  I’m used to it, really.”

     “My mind is reeling – I don’t know what to say!”

     “Sorry just to barge in on you like this, but I
couldn’t just call with something like this, and –“

     “No no, I understand!  So, when did this happen?”

     “Last year.  I could bring myself to tell anyone in the
family, not until I was comfortable with it.”

     “Who did you tell?”

     “You.  You’re the first.”  Nichole was blushing, which
was very cute on her.  “You were always so good to me, and
so understanding.  Mom and Dad would flip-out.”

     “Yeah, well.  I understand, but I can’t help but say –
um, I’m shocked!”

     “I know.  I never really let on.”

     “I kind of thought you were gay in high-school. . . “

     Nichole laughed.  “I don’t consider myself gay, Sheila.
I consider myself a straight woman.  I should have been born
a woman.”

     Sheila nodded.  In her mind, he kind of was more like a
little sister than brother, but she had just assumed that
there closeness was just luck and similar personalities.
But he seemed so happy now, so much happier than she had
seen him since he was 15 – nine years.

     “So, are you . . . a woman . . . physically?”

     “No, not yet.  Not sure if I will be.  Even though I
like being a woman, I have a hard time thinking of myself
without – well, my penis.”  She laughed, a little bit
embarrassed, but mostly amused.  “They don’t let you get
that cut off right away anyway.  No going back after that.”

     “Thinking about going back?”

     Nichole shook her head.  “That’s why I’m here.  I knew
this was right and that I’m sticking with it.  I wasn’t
going to tell anyone until I was sure.”

     Sheila nodded and munched on her bagel.  “How did this
happen?  I mean, when?”

     Nichole looked at her watch,  “It’s a long story, sis.
Do you have time?  I just dropped by on you – I don’t want
to impose.”

     “You’re not imposing at all.  Dave is at work today,
and I don’t have any plans.  Unless you have somewhere to go
. . .”

     “Not at all.”

     “Good!  We’ll make a day of it!  You tell me
everything!”

     Nichole was ecstatic.  This was going so much better
than she ever hoped.  She knew, out of everyone, Sheila
would be the most understanding.  And she was that, and
more.  She was caring and compassionate – Nichole had always
loved her best out of everyone she had ever known.

     And they spent the morning and most of the afternoon
gabbing away.  First, Nichole told Sheila everything about
her therapy and her decision to under-go the gender change
and the operations.  She spilled everything, even crying a
bit at times when relating the more painful memories, and
Sheila cried with her and hugged her sportingly until she
could go on.  And when her story was done, they made lunch
and ate in the sun on the back patio, having a bit of wine
as they caught up on the rest of three years of no contact.

     And by early afternoon, having started into their
second bottle of wine, the two were laughing and joking and
having a great time, like best friends – as they once had
been.

     “Ah, Nick,” Sheila said, still to unable to avoid using
her original name for him or stop calling him ‘bro’ from
time to time, “why has it been so long?  I haven’t talk to
you since right after my honeymoon!”

     “Yeah.”  Nichole looked away, a bit embarrassed by
that.

     “What happened?  We used to talk all the time!  Even
throughout college, once a week at least - and then nothing!
You never returned my calls, you always cut the conversation
short, you stopped coming to family functions – I can
understand if this change pushed away everyone else, but why
me?  You could have talked to me; I could have been there
for you.”

     Nichole opened her mouth to reply, but she had nothing
really to say, so she closed it again, a guilty look on her
face.

     “Was it Dave?   I couldn’t help but think it was me
getting married that started it.  You liked Dave when we
first started going out – that’s what you told me.”

     “No, I do like Dave.  I’ve always liked Dave.  He’s a
great guy – you two were perfect together.”

     “Than what was it?  You were the biggest help planning
the wedding.  Dave thought it might be that he asked his
friend to be best man, not you . . . “

     “Oh, no – I was just glad to be a groomsman!”

     “Than what?  It was right after the wedding – I’ve
spent all this time thinking you were mad at me for
something to do with the wedding, and I never knew what.”

     “It wasn’t the wedding – not really.  It’s just that
you and Dave were so happy together.  You were perfect
together . . . “

     “And you thought you would never find someone you’d be
like that with?”

     “No.  I wanted to be Dave.  I wanted to be perfect with
you.”

     That was the most shocking thing Sheila had heard that
day – possible ever.  She was confused, and being massively
buzzed from the wine didn’t help matters much.  “What?”

     “I’m sorry.  I shouldn’t have said that.  I’m just
going to – “

     “You’re going to explain that, is what you’re going to
do!” Sheila demanded.

     Nichole was looking down at the table, her face a
bright shade of red.  “I was . . kind of . . . in love with
you.  You were the only girl I ever had those kinds of
feeling for, but when I fell for you, I fell so hard.  But I
knew it was wrong so I never said anything.  And I was very
happy for you and Dave, but I was so jealous.  And I moved
away and went to therapy.  My shrink said it wasn’t that I
was in love with you, like really in love, but that I wanted
to be you, or just like you.  That I wanted to be a woman.
And that kind of made sense, and I agree that I did want to
be a woman and be just like you.  But when I think about you
and Dave together, I don’t wish I was you.  I wish I was
Dave.”

     Sheila was silent a moment, processing everything
Nichole had said.  “But you are sure that this change was
for you and not some guilt thing?”

     “Oh, no!  I’m very happy this way!  There have been
several guys I’ve been attracted to.  You’re just the only
woman.”

     “Wow.  Well, thank you, I guess.  I’m flattered.”
Sheila giggled a little as she sipped her wine.  “I always
thought you were really cute.”

     “Thanks.”

     “But, Nick – as cute as you were as a boy – you are
just hot as a woman!”

     “Really?”

     “Yeah!  I think you are absolutely beautiful!  Um, how
are the breasts, if you don’t mind me asking?”

     “I’ve gotten used to them.”

     “No, I meant how are they?  Soft, sensitive?  I’ve been
thinking about getting a boob job.”

     “Don’t you dare!  You have great breasts!  I’ve always
thought they were perfect!”

     Sheila laughed.  She recalled the few times – that she
remembered anyhow – that her brother had seen her naked, and
she did recall him staring openly at her chest.  It seemed
natural for a boy to do that.  “Yeah, sure.  I notice you
didn’t try to emulate them!”

     “Well, if you are going to get them done, you might as
well get them big, but you don’t need yours done,” Nichole
insisted.

     “Still, do you mind if I feel them?  I’ve never felt
fake boobs before.”

     Nichole hesitated, and Sheila almost worried that she
had crossed the line with that request, but just before she
withdrew the question, Nichole agreed.  Sheila was smiling
happily as she switched to the seat next to her sibling and
started to gently squeeze her breast.  It didn’t feel quite
natural, but she had to admit, it was pretty close.

     She was giving it a thorough examination through
Nichole’s shirt, circling the hard nipple with the tip of
her finger, even giving it a sharp squeeze to see how it
felt.  Nichole was breathing a bit heavily and shifting
around a bit in her seat.

     “These are nice,” Sheila commented, switching to the
other one to inspect it, too.

     “Thanks,” Nichole gasped, huskily.  Her eyes were
locked on Sheila’s own breasts, which had become visible as
she leaned over.  Her robe, which she hadn’t bothered to
change out of, was hanging open a bit, pretty much revealing
everything to Nichole’s hungry eyes.  “Do you mind if . .
.well, I’ve never felt real breasts . . . Just for
comparison?”

     Sheila smiled and nodded.  “Sure.  It’s only fair.”

     Nichole reached out, her hand shaking with nervous
excitement and her fingers wrapped around her sister’s boob.
They were so soft and warm.  Her hand roamed around,
inspecting Sheila’s just as Sheila was inspecting hers.  But
Nichole couldn’t help but take the next step – after a
couple moments of feeling Sheila’s breasts through the
silken robe, Nichole plunged her hand down inside the open
front of the robe and got her hands on Sheila’s naked flesh.

     Sheila moaned.  “That feels good,” she sighed.  Her own
hand slipped down inside Nichole’s shirt, her fingers
immediately seeking out the blonde’s nipple and squeezing
hard.  Nichole moaned as well, and returned the hard
squeeze, correctly realizing that Sheila was urging her on.

     Sheila’s other hand was caressing Nichole’s thigh,
rubbing gently up and down the inside of her leg, coming a
breath away from touching Nichole’s member before starting
back down towards the knee.  Sheila could feel the heat and
hardness of Nichole’s cock as it strained hard against the
tough denim of her pants.

     Unable to control herself any longer, Sheila leaned in
even closer and planted her lips on Nichole’s, kissing her
deeply and with passion.  Nichole responded instantly, their
tongues entwining and swimming around each other like
reunited lovers.  Sheila’s hand cupped Nichole’s bulging
crotch, engulfing her balls and rubbing gently against her
cock, causing the blonde to moan into her mouth.

     It was a few minutes before Sheila pulled back and
broke the kiss, but she never removed her hands either
Nichole’s throbbing dick or her round, soft breast.   “Wish
I had known earlier, Nick.  I would have worked harder at
seducing you rather than just teasing you.  I would have
really enjoyed fucking my little brother.”

     Nichole was panting hard, barely able to believe what
she was hearing.  “And now?” she asked, barely more that
whispering the words.

     “I have been known to play with other girls,” Sheila
replied with a sly, seductive smile.  Her hand started to
slowly pull down the zipper of Nichole’s jeans.  “And you
still have the most important piece left.”  She pushed down
the black lace panties and relieved Nichole’s cock from her
pants.  Her hand started to pump up and down on the shaft,
loving the feel of the heat against her fingers.

     “What about Dave?”

     “Hmmm – Dave encourages me to play with other women,”
Sheila replied, lowering her head into Nichole’s lap and
slowly engulfing her thick cock with her mouth.

     “Oh, god!” Nichole moaned, tossing her head back in
delight as her sister’s mouth worked up and down on her hard
dick.  She could feel Sheila’s tongue snaking across the
tender flesh of her prick, licking in long, lustful swirls
across her head and shaft.  Her hand went to Sheila’s head,
not pushing her down but just encouraging her sister.  Her
other hand roamed across Sheila’s back and down to her butt.
Drawing up the silk robe, Nichole exposed her sister’s ass
and her fingers immediately leapt to the soft, smooth skin,
squeezing and kneading the firm flesh.

     Sheila was moaning at the attention; the vibrations of
the sound rushed through Nichole’s cock, causing her to
spasm and gasp in pleasure.  She raised her hand and brought
it down hard on Sheila’s bare ass-cheek, which made her
sister squeal in delight – which only excited Nichole more.

     “Again,” Sheila moaned around Nichole’s cock.  She was
rewarded with another hard smack.  “Harder,” she begged, and
sucked and bobbed her head with even more relish.  Nichole
did as was requested and slapped her hand on Sheila’s ass
with all her strength.  The sound was loud and satisfying,
and with every spank, Sheila moaned and squirmed more and
raised her ass for more.

     Nichole took great delight in spanking her sister
harder and harder, turning her bottom to a bright red mass
of burning hot skin.  Her fingers crawled across the crimson
flesh as she continued to knead and pull at her sister’s
ass.  She slid a probing digit down into the crevice between
Sheila’s domed ass-cheeks, sliding along the valley floor
and over the puckered rim of Sheila’s ass-hole.  Sheila
thrust her bum back against Nichole’s hand, a show of her
enjoyment of the exploration, and moaned more.

     Nichole’s finger pressed harder at Sheila’s backdoor,
the tip of her finger spreading the opening just a bit and
rubbing in small circles.  “Oh, yeah, Nick,” Sheila moaned.
Her hand cupped Nichole’s sack and started to caress the
testicles within.  “I love it.  Just like that – play with
my ass.”  She dove back down on the cock in her hand,
pumping and sucking and working it with passion.

     Hearing her sister beg to have her play with her ass,
Nichole was sent over the edge.  “I’m going to cum, sis!”
she cried out, giving Sheila a moment to pull off if she
didn’t want it in her mouth.

     But Sheila wanted it – wanted in more than she had
every wanted cum in her mouth before.  It was the forbidden
draft that she had always wanted to drink and now it was at
her finger tips.  She raised her head up until only the tip
of Nichole’s cock was still in her mouth, but she pumped
with her hand until Nichole cried out again and shot the
first blast into Sheila’s mouth.

     The first explosion was huge, more than Sheila normally
got in the whole load, and it was just the beginning.  The
thick cream landed on her tongue, just like she wanted, and
she held it in her mouth as Nichole’s cock spasmed and
jerked, pumping shot after shot into her waiting mouth.
Nichole was thrashing a bit, her head lolling back and her
hand squeezing hard on Sheila’s ass cheek – as hard as her
hand could squeeze.  Nichole was babbling inanely, mumbling
her sister’s name along with “Oh god” and “Yes” and “So
fucking good”.

     As the cock in her mouth started to go limp, the last
bits of cum oozed out the tip.  Sheila’s mouth was full, her
cheeks puffing out a bit to hold it all.  She had never
gotten so much cum at one time from one person – it felt
more like the time she had three guys cum in her mouth at
once!  It made her hot to have it in her mouth, to have the
flavor exploding through her every taste-bud.  It made her
feel like such a dirty cum-whore, she loved it, and the fact
that it was her brother’s cum just made it an even more
potent aphrodisiac.

     She raised her head and looked at Nichole.  She opened
her mouth a bit, just to show off the load of cum that
filled her mouth, and as she did so, a little dribbled from
the corner of her lips.  Nichole, despite the sleepy haze
she seemed to be in after such a massive, hard cum, was
quick to react, and she leaned forward quickly and licked up
the escaping droplets of spunk.  Her mouth sought Sheila’s,
and as their lips met, Nichole’s tongue invaded and slipped
into the pool of cum.

     Sheila was quivering with excitement as she pushed the
mouthful into Nichole’s mouth, her tongue following along to
keep contact with the thick, creamy taste.  Nichole received
the gift happily, and held it in her own mouth for a time
before pushing it back.  They continued in the way, sharing
the great lake of cum, transferring it back and forth
between them.  Some of it dribbled down there cheeks and
chins and dripped onto their breasts, but most of it was
slowly swallowed down and it disappeared after several long
moments of passionate kissing.

     And when the last of it was gone, the two girls pulled
away, and seeing the streaks of cum down their faces,
without even saying anything, they both leaned back in and
started to lick each over clean, savoring the flavor of each
other’s cum-slicked skin.

     “That was the best ever,” Nichole stated at last,
gazing into her sister’s eyes.  “Thank you so much!”

     “It was my pleasure,” Sheila replied, smiling.  Her
hand slid back down to Nichole’s crotch, expecting to find a
flaccid cock in need of reviving.  Instead, she found that
Nichole was already hard and ready for action.  “You must
have really enjoyed that kiss,” she purred, stroking
Nichole’s cock a few times.

     “Oh god, yes!  I love cum!  When I jack off, I always
make sure to spray myself.  The worst part is having to pick
between cumming on my tits, on my face, or in my mouth.”

     Sheila giggled a bit and licked her lips.  “I would
love to see that, really.  I love cum, too.  Guess we are
very much alike after all.  Now, how about we go up to the
bedroom and fuck properly?  After all this time, I think we
deserve it!”

     “Hell, yeah!” Nichole agreed whole-heartily, nearly
leaping out of her seat.  She didn’t bother to try to tuck
her hard-on back into her pants, but instead took Sheila’s
hand in her own and started heading towards the door inside.

     They rushed upstairs to the bedroom.  Sheila’s robe was
on the floor the moment the entered the room, and she was on
her knees, her hands unbuttoning Nichole’s jeans and pulling
them off and Nichole yanked off her tank-top and tossed it
away.  In moments, they were both naked and starting at each
other, devouring each other’s bodies with their eyes.

     Nichole’s cock was thick and hard, standing out at
perfect attention.  She was completely bare there, and
Sheila couldn’t help but love the look of the completely
shaven cock and balls.  Her husband kept his balls and cock
shaved, but simply trimmed his pubic hair to keep it neat
and manageable.  Nichole didn’t even have that.  And somehow
her bare organ jutting out from her curving, feminine hips
and legs was just sexier than any other cock Sheila had ever
seen.  She wanted to suck on it again, lick it up and down
and taste every centimeter of cock and balls and crotch and
thighs and ass.  But she wanted to feel it inside her even
more, and she rose to her feet determined to have that cock
buried deep in her body.

     “How do you want it?” Nichole asked, her voice giving
away her nervousness and desire.  Her hands were mauling
Sheila’s tits, squeezing hard and pulling at her nipples.

     Sheila shrugged.  “I like it anyway you want to give
it.  What have you always wanted, little brother?”

     “I’ve never fucked a woman before.  I want it fuck you
so bad – I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long.”

     “So do it,” Sheila said, turning her back to Nichole
and starting to crawl onto the bed, her ass posed high in
the air.

     Nichole climbed on the mattress behind her and started
to rub the head of her cock across Sheila’s gushing slit.
Sheila reached around and grabbed Nichole’s cock and pressed
the tip against the opening to her cunt.  “Push it in, Nick.
Fuck you big sister.”

     Groaning pure pleasure, Nichole leaned forward, her
weight driving her cock into her sister’s hot, wet box.
With one stroke, she was in completely, her cock buried
within Sheila’s cunt.

     “Oh, yes!  Fuck me, Nick!  Fuck me hard!”

     Nichole started to pump in and out, amazed by the
smoothness and the wet heat of the cunt that gripped her
cock.  She had never felt anything like it before, and she
loved the way it felt against her cock.  She was in heaven,
thrusting in and out of Sheila’s twat, fucking as hard and
deep as she could.

     “Oh god, yes!  Like that!  Fuck me like that!”

     Nichole, after only a few minutes, was already close to
cumming and slowed her pace to keep from shooting off so
soon.  She was so excited about fucking her sister and it
felt so good, she just couldn’t contain herself.

     “Nick, pull out.  I want to be able to see you fuck
me.”

     Nichole pulled her cock from Sheila’s body.  Sheila
rolled over onto her back and raised up her legs and hips to
Nichole, inviting her back in.  Nichole leaned forward, her
cock sliding easily into Sheila’s cunt.  Their bodies slid
together, and Sheila watched this beautiful woman above her,
fucking her hard and long and deep.  It was so sexy to
watch, to see the huge, bouncing breasts and to feel her
curvy body slapping against her own.  Being fucked like this
by another woman was turning her on so much!

     She hugged Nichole tight, squishing their bodies
together and pressing their tits hard against one another.
Their hips were moving in time, hump fast and hard together,
and their mouths met in a passionate kiss.

     Sheila was cumming and cumming hard.  It had been a
long time since she had felt such pleasure exploding
throughout her body, and as she humped against Nichole’s
cock, she cried out her lust and desire, telling Nichole to
fuck her harder.  And then the heat of Nichole’s cum erupted
through her pussy, sending her pleasure still higher with
every pulse of Nichole’s cock.

     They came together, their voices mingling in ecstasy as
their bodies were mutually wrecked with orgasmic bliss.
They continued to hump against each other, prolonging their
pleasure, until the both collapsed in a heap of hot sweaty
flesh.

     They laid there for a while, neither of them wishing to
move or speak, lest they break whatever miraculous spell had
taken hold of them and given them suck amazing satisfaction.
They held each other close, their bodies squirming together,
and they caressed and groped and kissed for a while.

     “That was the best ever,” Nichole whispered, between
hot and fleeting kisses.  “I love you so much, Sheila.”

     “I love you, too, Nichole,” she said, remembering to
call her by the right name.  She sighed and sunk into her
sibling’s arms.  “That was amazing.  You really know how to
fuck.”

     “I guess it’s not so different then fucking a guy,”
Nichole mumbled, feeling very drained and sleepy.

     “You like fucking guys?” Sheila asked, genuinely
interested.  “Doing it to them up the ass?”

     Nichole giggled again, seeming very girly and cute.
“Yeah.  And taking it, too.  Nothing like having a cock
shoved up your shitter.”  Then, all of a sudden, Nichole
became very aware of who she was talking to and her
language.  “Oops!  I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be crude!”

     Sheila laughed.  That was so like her brother – he had
always been very self-conscious about not using harsh
language around her, no matter how often she used those same
words herself.  “S’okay, Nichole.  I like having a thick
cock up my shitter, too.  And I have pegged David a few
times, myself.”

     “Pegged?”

     “Yeah, fucked him up the ass with a strap-on?”

     “You have strap-ons?”

     “I told you, Dave encourages me to play with women!  We
have a huge collection of toys – most of them for ass play.
Butt-plugs and what-not.”

     “You guys really are perfect!”

     Sheila laughed again and kissed Nichole on her
forehead.  “How would you like to stay for dinner tonight,
Nick?  We can have some fun with Dave – make him think you
are some cute girl I picked up for us to play with.”

     Nichole was silent for a moment, thinking about that.
She seemed a bit confused.  “So, does that mean you would
want me to ‘play’ with you and Dave?”

     “Hell yeah!  It’ll be great fun!  He’ll think you are a
girl for a threesome – and then he can find out you’re  . .
. um – “

     “A she-male,” Nichole finished for her.  “S’okay.  It’s
an appropriate term.”

     “Right!  That aught to get him excited!  And
afterwards, or even during, we can tell him you’re my
brother!  Or sister.  Or whatever.”

     “He won’t be upset that we had sex?”

     “Nah!  Dave would probably think that was the coolest
thing in the world.  He’s sick like that.  He’d probably
bust a nut just watching you fuck me.   What do you say?”

     “Yeah!  I mean . . .well, hell yeah!  A threesome with
my sister and her husband?  Absolutely!”

     “Great!” Sheila planted her lips on Nichole’s, giving
her another passionate kiss.  “But remember, we don’t
mention who you are or that you’re a she-male!”

     Nichole nodded in agreement and than kissed Sheila
again.  “All this threesome talk got me horny again,” she
mumbled, slowly stroking her hard-on again.

     “Well, we’ll have to do something about that, won’t
we?” Sheila replied, lowering her mouth down to her
sibling’s boobs to lick and nibble on each nipple in turn.
She slowly pushed Nichole, forcing the shemale onto her
back.  “I know exactly what I need, too.”

     Sheila rolled onto of Nichole, positioning herself in
the classic 69, her hips resting on her “sister’s” huge
breasts.  She engulfed Nichole’s cock in her mouth, taking
it down to the base in one quick motion.  Nichole’s mouth
locked onto Sheila’s pussy, but as soon as Nichole began to
eat her out, Sheila freed up her mouth briefly, “No, baby.
My ass.  Lick my ass!”

     Nichole, grinning at her sister’s urgings, shifted into
position and plunged her face into Sheila’s firm bum.  It
was a bit of a stretch and strain to hold her face in that
position, but it was worth it.  Her tongue flicked out
across her sister’s wrinkled asshole, which made Sheila
twitch and moan with delight.  And that only made Nichole
try harder to please her sister, lapping and kissing and
pushing her tongue hard into the tight opening.

     Sheila continued sucking and licking, doing her best to
work up a lot of saliva and get Nichole’s cock nice and
slick.  She preferred real lube, but this would work well
enough and if she took the time to lube up properly, it
wouldn’t be a surprise, and that was part of the fun.

     After a few moments, when Sheila felt her asshole was
rimmed enough and properly relaxed and wet, she scooted off
of Nichole.  Nichole gave a soft whimper, not yet ready to
release the beautiful ass she had been feasting on, but she
gave no real protest.  Sheila mounted Nichole’s waist, ready
to impale herself on the hard cock that jutted up between
those smooth, soft, feminine thighs.

     Nichole thought has seen women riding men people, and
thought that her sister simply wanted to be on top.  There
was no surprise when Sheila grasped the base of her cock to
hold it steady as she lowered herself.  It was a shock,
however, when Nichole did not feel the velvety softness of
Sheila’s pussy, but the tight grip of her asshole
encompassing her cock.

     “Oh God,” Nichole moaned as the tip of her dick pierced
the circular ring.  The muscle was squeezing tight again the
glan, enveloping the head of her cock in lovely heat.
     
     Having speared her anus dead-on, Sheila let her weight
puller her down.  Nichole cock slid in lowly, but easily,
and both women moaned as more and more of the cock
disappeared up inside of Sheila’s ass.  It didn’t take any
effort on her part, and Sheila went slowly, knowing that if
she dropped right down, Nichole’s cock could hit the wrong
spot and hurt them both.  She was experienced, though, and
in a minute’s time, Sheila was sitting on Nichole’s waist,
the entire length of Nichole’s cock swallowed up by her ass.
     
     “So good,” Sheila moaned, leaning back on her arms.
She spent a few moments just enjoying the fullness, and
Nichole took this time to run her hands up and down Sheila’s
body, running her fingers along Sheila’s firm stomach and
squeezing hard on her tits.
     
     Sheila leaned forward, her hands landing square on
Nichole’s boobs, and all of her weight pushing hard into the
large orbs.  “Mmmm, I love tits.  So soft and wonderful!”
She began to pump slowly on Nichole’s cock, rising up about
half way off then pushing back down until it was buried
completely into her rear.
     
     She went real slow, taking her time, and really
enjoying herself.  She and Nichole had already fucked to
relieve their lust – this was much more slow, and loving,
and satisfying.  Deeply satisfying, like she was accepting
into herself a piece of her that had long been ripped away.
Nichole was panting softly and moaning, a look of pure love
and devotion in her eyes – Sheila knew that she felt the
same way.  What they were doing now was natural, something
they both had been missing from their lives for a long time,
something that neither one of them should ever have been
without.  And something they both knew they would never
loose again.
     
     “God, Sheila, that’s so good!”
     
     “Yeah!  I think I’m going to cum!”
     
     “Yes!  Cum on my cock.  Cum with my dick up your ass.
Oh god, it’s so tight!”
     
     Shiela grinned, loving the sound of a female voice
talking about ‘her cock’.  It turned on her on knowing it
was her brother she was fucking, even more so to see that it
was a hot blonde woman under her.  She loved fucking women,
they were so much softer and more appealing than most men,
but a rubber dildo just could not compare to a flesh and
blood cock.  The hot flesh and natural texture could not be
duplicated.  Incestual anal sex with her shemale brother-
sister was quite possibly one of the hottest things she had
ever done.  The only thing that could be better, she
thought, would probably happen late tonight when her husband
joined the mix.  Just thinking about it made her cunt drool
and her ass spasm in a delicious orgasm.
     
     Even as she came, she never changed her pace.  She kept
it slow and patient, clenching her ass tight around the cock
buried deep in her ass.  After years of anal sex with her
husband on at least a weekly basis, Sheila had remarkable
control over her anus and rectal muscles.  She had on
numerous occasions sat completely still on David’s cock and
milked it with just her muscles until he shot his load deep
inside her.  While pleasant for her, it wouldn’t make her
cum, not like a slow ass-fucking like this.  She could do
this for hours, cumming time and time again until David
flooded her ass with his sperm.
     
     Nichole, despite having cum twice recently, couldn’t
last that long.  The pleasure of fucking her sister’s ass
was just too much, and soon after Sheila’s orgasm, Nichole
had her own.  She screamed out, loudly, her fingers
clenching down hard on Sheila’s nipples; she wasn’t even
aware of how hard she was squeezing and pulling, but Sheila
came again from the sudden pressure and pain.
     
     As the first explosion of cum blasted from Nichole’s
cock, Sheila slid back down, taking it wholly into herself
again.  She liked the feeling of cum deep inside her, and
the blasts of hot spunk in her bowels made her shutter with
delight.
     
     Sheila fell forward, exhausted from the pleasure of it
all.  Her lips locked on Nicholes, and they shared a
passionate, loving kiss.   Nichole’s cock, though slowly
shrinking, was still gripped tight in Sheila’s ass, cum
still slowly dribbling from the head.
     
     Sheila purred, a sound of ultimate contentment and
delight.  “That was wonderful.  Thank you!”
     
     “’Thank you?’  I should be thanking you!”  Nichole
embraced her sister, squeezing her tight.  “You’ve been so
wonderful to me!  I , I – “ she started to sniff.  There was
nothing she could do to stop the slow flow of tears from her
eyes.  “I haven’t been happier in all my life, Sheila.
Thank you so much!”
     
     Sheila wrapped her arms around Nichole as well, the
feeling of tender love overwhelming her, and soon she was
crying, too.  They cuddled and cried and held each other
close, sharing in the joy of their new relationship.  They
both wished it hadn’t taken them so long to feel this
closeness, but they were glad that they had found it and
were now together again, closer than ever before.  And
nothing would ever tear them apart again
     
     And that’s how they fell asleep: holding each other
close and both of them feeling happy and warm and loved.