My Stepsister Was A Shemale

My Stepsister Was A ShemaleMy Stepsister Was A ShemaleI won't bore you with all the crap so Ill make try and get you up to speed quick. My parents divorced when I was a k** and I lived with my mom most of the time (I was an only c***d). I moved away when I went to college. By the time I started grad school I had my own place and things were going fairly good. About that time my dad married this lady who had a daughter that wasabout my age. I met her at the wedding and I thought she was a realdish. Her name was Sheila, and she was everything I looked for in awoman--she was tall, stacked, a great body, light brownish hair andI thought she looked kind of like Meg Ryan with a bigger curves. Wetalked some and hit it off I suppose but the wedding was always in apanic and we didn't get any farther than that.So about a year goes by and my dad called and said Sheila wastransferring to my college and could she stay with me while she gotthings squared away? I said sure. I liked living alone but I had nogirlfriend and I was too busy to make many friends and I was kind oflonely, and I figured it might be nice to having someone around.I picked her up at the airport and managed to get everything into thetruck. She packed like she was going around the world. She had asteamer trunk--no shit--a real steamer trunk, the kind rich peopleloaded with clothes and accessories when they were going to Europe onthe Queen Mary. And she still had other bags and boxes besides. Ithought about dropping her off at the Holiday Inn but was wearing at-shirt that stretched across her succulent tits and I just couldn'tthink straight. She was gorgeous, just like I remembered, and we gotalong immediately.The big problem was that I had a one-bedroom apartment. I was all forbeing a good host but I thought it was ridiculous to give up my bedindefinitely. I'd shoehorned a queen-size bed into that bedroom and Ididn't want to give it up for good. We quickly worked out a plan wherewed alternate on a weekly basis. I had one week on the bed and the nextweek on the sofa, and we'd alternate like that.I got her moved in and we went about our lives. We were both busy withschool and work so we didn't go out much, and we ended up becoming quickbest-friends.Now I'd never lived with a woman before and it had been a while since I'dgotten laid, so I found myself getting distracted by Sheila a lot. I'mnormally not a nosy person but we both did each other's laundry, and oneday I was bringing back a load of laundry while she was gone and I justfound myself going through her underwear. Her panties were 36 inchwaist and largish (they weren't bikini style). Her bras were 36-Cs andlacy and I thought they were great. I spent a lot of time imagining herwearing one, and I was hoping the time would come when she'd walk aroundthe house in one. But it hadn't happened. I hadn't gotten any glimpsesof her naked. She was always wearing clothes or a robe or something.All this was weighing heavily on my mind and I went into a period whenit seemed like I was horny and hard all the time. I started jacking offin the shower or when I knew she wasn't home. But one time it was mynight on the sofa, it was late and I couldn't go to sleep and my dickwas a broomstick. And after tossing and turning I decided fuck it I'mbeating off. I started real easy a first, but I as I got relaxed Ireally got into it.And then all of a sudden I look up and there she is, standing in themiddle of the room looking at me, and I think OH SHIT. She just smilesand says she wanted a drink and to go ahead because she doesn't care.I waited until she went back to her room, and I really blew a load.I wouldn't have thought much of it but it began happening a hell of a lotof the time. For a while it seemed like I couldn't touch my dick withouther walking in. It got so bad it became a joke with us, and with that alot of the pressure was off. She didn't care that I did it, and she evenseemed to like it.This went on for about a month, and then it was time for spring break.We both finished up our midterms and on Friday night we went out to andgot smashed. We were at a party and it was fun watching all the guysdrooling all over Sheila, and they knew I got to go home with her.It was right at the time where we normally swap our sleepingarrangements, and it was her turn on the couch. But while she wasshowering I passed out on the sofa.Does anyone not know what happens next?I woke up in the middle of the night, took a whiz, and I remembered itwas my night in the bed so I climbed in. I didn?t notice her at all. Ijust hit the mattress and I was out. The next thing I knew it wasbright and the sun was coming in through the windows. I was lying onmy back, tent-poleing the covers, so I got up and took another whiz,and came back into the bedroom.I looked down at Sheila, who was asleep on her back. The covers weredown around her belly-button, and she was topless. She had a beautifulset of tits. They were well-rounded and firm without being rock-hard.The nipples were like pencil erasers and the areolas were about thesize of silver dollars, and a luscious dark pink. Her hair cascadedaround her shoulders and a few licks touched her nipples.Out the bottom of the sheet were two long, lovely legs.I looked at her and my dick was as stiff I'd ever felt it. I thought theknob would pop off from the pressure. But I kept thinking, "What's wrongwith this picture?"Then it hit me. She was tent-poleing the sheet.She was really out of it, I could tell. Not light, dreamy sleep, butdead to the world sleep. I was horny and out of my mind with lust, andI'd never seen an erect dick before (other than movies, and not countingmy own), so I just had to look.I was real careful and I pulled the covers back and noticed her squirm alittle, and then she was nude. I thought I was dreaming. Her dicklooked about like mine, but it was on her body! She had a smallishset of nuts, though, and she'd shaved most of the hair around it. Itlooked like a female version of a dick--pink and feminine and smooth,not red and hot and kind of ugly like mine.I couldn't help myself, I touched it. I put my fingertips on the base ofit and rubbed it a little, and watched Sheila squirm. I rubbed it somemore and I was really getting off on watching her writhe in her sleep.She had a little smile on her face.I went to the bathroom and got the lube. I sat down on the mattress so Icould get a better position and I wrapped my lubed hand around it anddid it right. At this point Sheila woke up.For a minute I thought she was going to have a heart attack, and thenshe realized what was going on and just relaxed while I kept stroking.I said good morning and talked to her real smooth and quiet, asking herhow she felt, and she just smiled and arched her back and answered in thesame tone of voice. She started playing with her tits while I strokedher, kneading and caressing and teasing, while her breath got faster.Then she went rigid and shot cum all over her belly and my hand. I tookit easy, knowing how sensitive I get when I cum, but I kept milking herdick until it was dry.After that we got all the talking done. How and when I'd found out.I wasn't grossed out and I wouldn't throw her out. In fact I found ita big turn-on. She said it felt like a huge weight was off hershoulders, that she didn't have to hide it from me now.We both had some stuff we had to do, and though I wanted to ignore itall, she said she'd make it up to me later, so we about our errands.That night, after dinner and everything, we went to bed early. I'dclimbed into the sack. Christ I was nervous. It was one thing to dothis sort of stuff while still half-drunk in the morning, but now I wasthinking clearly and feeling real weird about it all. But the minuteshe walked in all that went out of my head. She wore a semitransparentrobe and had her fixed great. She pulled the robe tight across her titsand then undid it and opened it up, and I was rock hard again. She waswearing a laced red bra and matching panties, and the only thing thatlooked different was the bulge in her crotch. That really made me nuts.She teased me, playing with her tits and tracing the outside of her cockin her panties to make it stiff. The panties looked like they weregoing to pop. She undid the bra and climbed onto the bed and straddledme and stuck a big tit in my mouth, and she rubbed her love nozzle across my leg.I moved my mouth over her tits like they were ice-cream. They were betterthan any I'd ever had. By the time I was done she was hot and panting.She was on her back and looking at me, pleading, and I thought fuck it,I'm doing it. I went down to her crotch gave her love nozzle a real quick lickand realize my tongue wasn't going to shrivel up, so I did it again. Hercock was hard and hot, just like mine, but smooth like her skin. Iworked it over just like I'd have done my own if I could, and with herhands in my hair, I finally got the nerve to inhale it.It was neat. Like a big sausage but I knew it was alive and loving it.I licked it and ran my teeth over it, ran it all around my mouth andpumped up and down on it. It took me a few minutes to get used to itbut I quickly decided it was cool, and Sheila was just going nuts. Shewas bouncing and panting and carrying on, and that just made it allbetter. When I knew she was going to cum I pushed it back as far as Icould without gagging and let it go in my throat. I had to fight the urgeto puke, but with a few swallows I got it, and then I cleaned up the rest.I'll admit I don't like the taste of steamy fresh jizz. It's like laundry bleach to me,but once I got past the idea that semen would poison me I wasn't botheredmuch by it. And if my old girlfriends could do it, I could.Now Sheila had shot twice today and I hadn't come at all, so we both knewit was time. I wasn't sure what to do, but she had an idea. She wasreal limber, so she pulled her knees up against her chest, lubed up mypole and led me in her backdoor. We were doing the missionary! Normallythe missionary doesn't do much for me, but I could kiss her (and how), Icould suck on her tits, and the feeling of her stiff sword of passion and nuts rubbing mybelly while I pumped her was out of this world. I shot off way too sooneven though I kept trying to hold off.She gave me a jack-off show, how cool it was to have her sausage in onehand and a beautiful breast in the other, until I was hard again. Shewashed me off and gave me the head of my life.For her turn, she lubed me up and took me doggie-style. I really didn'twant to do it at first--I thought that was too much, but she was layingacross me holding me tight--her tits rubbing my back and her hair in myface and her lips on my ears, her hands on my nipples and my chest andher dick sliding easily in and out of me. The prostate stimulation mademe writhe in ecstasy. She came inside me and jacked me off to anotherincredible blast at the same time.We collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.The End