Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2017 15:49:08 -0400
From: Lacy White <lacylips@gmail.com>
Subject: My Sister's Sissy Part 2

From: Lacy White <lacylips@gmail.com>

Subject: My Sister's Sissy


My Sister's Sissy, part 2

by LacyLips@gmail.com


DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving young menand
boys. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU
ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL
OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way relatedto
any person or persons living or deceased.


So my sissy weekend continued. I went to sleep beside my sister in her bed.
We both had on sexy satin babydoll nighties. Hers was soft blue and mine
was a light lime green. Underneath she made me wear a lace bra that
fastened in the front and a little thong panty, more like a g string, to
try and tame my balls and sissy dick.

I was awakened to service Leslie's needs and I did so with relish.

"Hey cutie, I need you to finger me for awhile." That was the first wake up
call. She brought my hand to her tits as I rolled on my side towards her.
The slight movement of my "parts" in my satin envelope had me hardening up
even before I rolled her nipple between my finger and thumb. I knew how she
loved my pinching her eraser hard nubs and they felt extra good to me under
the cool material that encased her.

Soon both hands were busy massaging her wonderful firm tits and I was
salivating with thoughts of assaulting them both with my mouth and tongue.
Sucking her breasts could bring me to the edge all by itself.

"Enough with my tits for now sissy boy. I need you to get busy with your
fingers. Flick my clit. Get your fingers inside me and maybe work a wet one
into my backside."

I slowly lifted the lace trimmed bottom of her babydoll will enjoying the
sensation of the cool and slippery texture of the material drifting across
the back of my hand as it slid up her creamy thigh. My fingertips touched
the wetness and began a slow dance over her lady lips. Firm determined
strokes up and down the slit with a small circular motion on her clit at
the top of each pass. Her breathing got heavy and spotty. I was getting the
job done and leaking in my thong was part of the results.

Leslie raised her knees and gyrated her hips a bit in response to my
ministrations to her pussy. The response was not unexpected or unwelcome.

"Eat Me! Get you fucking sissy face in my cunt bitch. Eat your sister. Work
that sweet twat with you lips and tongue until I tell you to stop or break
you neck with my gripping thighs!"

I was her little slut. A sissy for sister. Dressed for the role. Getting
wet in my panties and my nipples were as hard as hers were in my lace bra.
When I could I would steal a hand away from her sweet snatch and pinch my
own hard nubbies giving myself a little extra thrill as the embroidered
slightly rough texture of the lace bit into my flesh with each pinch.

Her ankles now crossed and locked behind my back pulled me forcefully into
her ever sloppier abyss. I felt her shaking in a violent orgasm and sensed
I was going to drown in her copious juices.

As leslie calmed she relaxed her grip on my face and told me to lick her
all nice and clean which if course i did. As I raised up from my voracious
eating of her pussy she surprised me by lifting her night gown above her
glorious breasts and invited her sissy boy brother to make myself happy
giving those warm orbs a full and complete tonque bath and sucking. My
panties were now awash in a sea of precum. It was going to be sticky
getting back to sleep.

"Are yu all wet down there sissy boy?" Leslie inquired.

"Yes. There is a gallon of goo in my thong."

"Take it off brother". I stood and stepped out of it. It was a soaking
mess. "Now hand it to me and get back into bed." She ordered.

As I lay back down pantyless, sis told me to open my mouth and she rubbed
the wet satin patch all over my face before she stuffed the cummy g string
inside. "Eat all of that sticky goo before you go back to sleep Slut."

After pleasantly devouring my drainage mixed with the aftertaste of her
orgasmic discharge I fell fast asleep till the sun came up and was awakened
by the sound of our doorbell. What the H_ll? Who would be coming over so
early on a weekend?

My sister got out of bed quite quickly, grabbed her bathrobe and tied it
around herself as she headed downstairs to check on that doorbell. Moments
later she reappeared in the bedroom doorway. I was lying there with just my
sexy satin nightie and a lace bra underneath. No panties as I had tossed
them aside after a ate all of the previous cumload during the night. No
covers just sexy sissy slut fag brother splayed out with nowhere to hide.

In the doorway was Leslie and my best Friend Bob who lived a few houses
away. Me 14, her 17 and him 16. I was turning all red and flushed. Why try
to hide. My best buddy now knew I was a crossdressing pussy boy and that my
sister was in charge.

"Surprise! Since I already know how good a little lesbian you can be and
how cute you look dressed all sexy girlie let's see how good a sissy faggot
you are."

I could not believe what was happening but not being able to escape it my
mind drifted to what might happen next.

As they came closer to the bed my sister told me to sit up on the side of
the mattress and squeeze my tits.

So just a bit of my history with Bob. I never did anything gay with him but
I had seen his cock hard a few times and had fantasized about touching or
stroking or even sucking it when I jerked off. My bra and panty thing was
my secret up until now but the girly wear often accompanied the jerk off
session with his hard dick on my mind.

Once I was at his house after school sitting at the kitchen table when his
dog Lulu came walking thru. "Watch this." he says while he unbuckled his
pants and they dropped to the floor. I was right next to him and he was
flopping his dick out. Oh my I though. It looked heavy and thick and long.
My dick was too small to flop anywhere. It was just there poking out a tad.
Bobs cock was half hard and beautiful. Cut, pink, and so thick compared to
any I had observed before. As the dog approached he sat down and Lulu came
right over and started to lick Bob's cock. Her tongue was all over that
gorgeous piece of meat so he relaxed and let the pooch lick his balls, his
cock and his thighs. Bob leaned back more and slid closer to the edge of
the chair giving his doggy lover access to his butt. I watched in amazement
as Lulu washed his hole then back to his nutsack and yummy looking cock.

He asked me if I wanted to try it. I declined not being sure if he meant
did I want the dog to lick me or did I want to try licking him like the
dog. My embarrassment of displaying my small dick to anyone made the
decision not to participate easy. Later I did think about how he would feel
on my tongue or in my mouth. That episode ended quickly. Bob zipped up and
we went out to shoot some hoops in the driveway.

The other time I gazed on the magnificence of his dick meat was when I
slept over once. It was summer and pretty warm in his room where we were
sharing his double bed. Both of us had only white jockey briefs on and were
not even under the sheets. The soft breeze of a fan wafted across both of
us as we talked.

The conversation got around to girls and if we had done anything like
feeling tits and stuff. I don't remember any of that discussion as very
soon Bob had extracted his glorious prick from his briefs and was stroking
it. Fully hard he could not get his hand all the way around that slab of
cock flesh. A beautiful pink circumcised head topped the longer-than-a-fist
shaft. Inside I was salivating imagining touching it or even going further.
But that would be gay and back then gay was not an acceptable thing for
high school boys. I watch him get himself off though while letting him know
that I did not want to play with it or myself. A missed opportunity for
sure.

Back to the present situation of dressing as a girl in lingerie and sitting
upright on the edge of the bed as my best friend was obviously getting a
hardon based on the huge bulge forming in his pants.

My face was level with the bulge and Leslie directed me to undo his belt as
she gave his swelling mound a squeeze. The belt was open and then came the
instruction to unzip his pants. I tentatively grasped the slider and let
the back of my hand press against the firm bulge as I lowered his zip. My
sister help Bob to step out of his pants and then she put her hand behind
my head and pressed my face into his crotch.

"Ok Sissy boy, lets see how you like cock. I knew you love pussy. Now your
mouth back and forth over the swollen pipe in his jockeys. Chew it a
little. Down to the nuts and back to the head." I was drenching his
underwear in vast amounts of spit. My little dick was hard as stone and at
maximum extension appearing just below the lacy hem of my nightie. I was
leaking like a bad faucet. Precum actually running down my cock.

"I think you need to get a real taste. Faggots like cock right?" Leslie
pronounced. She pushed his brief down and eased them off as that big hard
hot prick slapped me in the face.

No hesitation on my part. Licking that velvety shaft like an insatiable
cocksucker which, apparently, I was soon to become. Tonguing the big head
and taking the leaking bulb into the grip of my wanting lips. Oh my how
good did his slimy precum feel. Cocksucker lipstick was how I would think
of it later. I loved it.

After a bit Sis forced my mouth harder into his crotch making me struggle
as the monster dick touched the back of my mouth. There were still inches
to go when she told Bob to "fuck his sissy face. He'll love it! Just think
of it as my pussy."

Wait. Bob had fucked my sister? Lucky bitch. But I was getting my fill now.
Cool green satin hung from my shoulders cascading over the lace bra
confined boy boobs and its lace bottom edge tickling my little boy pecker
as it leaked more and more pre down the length moistening my nut bag.

While sensing all of this Bob was hosing my mouth was lots of his own
slippery gooey precum. Man he put out a lot of it. So good. warm. Slippery.
Sweet.

"I think she (he) likes it." Sister remarked as she pushed my face away and
began stroking the thick prick more than filling her palm.

Bob pushed her hand off quickly. He locked his hands behind my head and
rammed his fuckstick into my throat. He hit the entrance to my throat and
then pulled me in really hard screaming "open your fucking, cocksucking,
faggot throat, Bitch! The he moaned as his dickhead lodged itself into my
warm, wet and tight throat cavity. I had every inch in my mouth and loved
it even as I gagged around it fighting for some air.

He pulled back telling me to breathe and then buried it back all the way
in. Heavenly! but challenging.

Then the real face fucking began. Long full strokes sometime exiting and
smacking my cheeks with is heavy meat. The 10 or 12 full pushes in and out
of my stretched throat. Gag, Gag. Remove and repeat over and over.

Then it happened. Bob's big dick swelled even more as he stopped pumping my
lips. My lower lip felt it first like a bowling ball thru the ball return a
huge dose of spooge came up the tube and launched forcefully against the
roof of my very happy mouth. So this was a cock trance I had read about and
within that trance I was being drown in splash after splash of hot semen.
Lots of semen. Gulp, more, gulp. Come was running out the side of my mouth
as I fought to contain it all.

He yanked it out with my sister yelling at me to swallow which I did
quickly before he slammed it back inside again.  Finally the spurting
stopped and the last bit of fucking luscious sperm oouzed out while my
still eager lips tried to draw every last drop from the meaty hose.

No question now. I was born to be a cocksucking sissy whore. A face to be
fucked dressing in lingerie and a mouth for my sister's pleasure as well.

We all rested. Me with exciting thoughts of doing this a lot more. I could
not believe how i craved the sensation of a thick cock fucking my face and
the glorious gooey delight of swishing and swallowing gallons of tasty cum.

As i flopped back on the bed Bob thanked me using my sissy name, Cece and
let me know there would be many opportunities to drain him in the future.
He suggested that maybe my ass would need a fill up too.

He threw his briefs into my face as a momento. Pulled on his pants, grabbed
his shirt and with my sister escorting him left the bedroom and then the
house. I was exhausted a all aglow from what just happened realizing how my
sister had helped me find my hidden talents and let me enjoy some of my
desires of her and her lingerie. My nipple scraped against the interior of
my lace bra, Leslie returned to the bed and spent awhile massaging my
little boy cock and balls thru the satin and I drifted off to sleep.
Heavenly!

(to be continued)

Lacy Black

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