Author's Note
This is a full-length story in several parts. It features a man who cross dresses, at first to attract his gorgeous bisexual sister, but eventually because he discovers he likes it. There is no male gay sex, only because that is not this story. There are several bi females, however. Scenes that appear at first to be forced sex are enjoyed by all parties from the outset, and at times and are more benign that at first thought. Included in later chapters are scenes of incest, bondage, group sex, lesbian sex, FFM, FFFM.
If that's not your thing, fair warning. Probably best to look elsewhere.
This one's a slow burn. If you read chapter one you know what I mean. In chapter two, brother and sister take it up a notch. Grab a pair of nylons and read along.
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Chapter Two
Saturday morning, our parents left for their road trip. That afternoon, a couple more packages arrived from Amazon for Diana.
Somehow I knew they were really for me. I was excited for the reveal.
That afternoon, Diana came into my room. "Put on your bathing suit and come with me," she said.
My bathing suit? That made me curious.
When I joined her in the hall, she led me to the bathroom. A bath was running.
"Get in," she said. "I'm going to shave your legs. Even though your blonde body hair is so fine, you're too hairy for what I bought for you."
"Sis, really? That's crazy," I said. "No way. I can't..."
Before I could get another word in, she crossed the space between us and put her lips to my ear. Her wet tongue caressed my ear canal, then she whispered, "It'll be worth it Teddy. Believe me."
In reality, I was okay with this. I looked forward to having Diana's hands on me. And I wasn't disappointed. The water was luxurious and hot. She took a big soft sponge and washed my legs, getting them all soapy.
"See Teddy, how nice this feels? Girls love to take baths. Now you know why."
On her knees outside the tub, Diana carefully drew a little razor up and down my legs. She was leaving smooth tracks in the wake of the blade. The feeling was incredibly exotic. When she got to my inner thighs, she lingered.
The soapy warmth of the water, the light stroking of the razor on my softened skin, seeing my gorgeous sister leaning into the tub, wearing a two-sizes-too-small tank top, which was getting really wet by the way, well, it was nearly overwhelming.
When she placed her fingers on the inside of my thigh to help her guide the razor, the feeling was electric.
My bathing suit developed quite the bulge. This time, my sister didn't ignore it.
"You like this, don't you?" she asked. I nodded. "Maybe I should have you shave my legs."
It was a tease. Right? But if there was the slightest chance...
"Yes," I broke in. "I'd love to."
Diana smiled. She turned her attention to my lower legs. As she stroked the razor, her elbow pushed into my dick. Not once. Several times. She had to have noticed.
My gaze swept across her tiny waist, to the marvelous swell of her breasts, to the masses of platinum hair falling into the tub onto my stomach. As I felt her hands on my legs, guiding the razor, holding my thighs firmly so as not to cut me, I began to feel the stoppable pressure of an orgasm coming on.
"Diana," I breathed. "Diana, I, I, you have to stop. I'm, I'm, I'm..."
She turned her head to look at me. As she did so, her elbow mashed right into my glans. She had to have done it on purpose. She had to.
It seems my sister is a lot more empathetic than I ever knew. She's a sexy looking woman, to be sure. But there's more. She has this inner sexuality that I was only beginning to appreciate for its intensity. I realize that Diana doesn't just look sexy. She
is
sexy. She's entirely sexual. Her face, her body, her hair...and now I was realizing her sensuality extends to her brain. Her eyes are the window to that sex brain. She's fully connected to her sexuality and through her eyes, I'm fully ensnared.
So when she paused to look at me, her full pink lips puckered, just a little. The tip of her tongue poked between them. And when those big, brown eyes shifted their gaze from my eyes to my mouth, I couldn't take it any longer. Her pheromones, the erotic sight of this gorgeous woman's eyes fixed on mine, her fingers on my soapy legs, all this wrapped up my brain inside a hot wet blanket and shut it down. A shock wave rushed to my groin.
I blew my load. Again. Right into my suit. I tried to cover it up with soapy bubbles so she wouldn't notice.
Yes her elbow helped. Yes she was touching me all over my legs. But it was her face, the intensity of her gaze, her raw sexuality that drove me over the edge.
And what did she do then?
She pressed her elbow into me harder. And she smiled.
She knows.
Oh fuck.
"You do like me, don't you Teddy?"
"Diana, that's the second time I've..."
"Shush," she said. What was happening between us she wanted left unspoken. But I had to say something.
"Diana, you have to know. It wasn't your elbow that sent me over the edge."
She smiled. "No?"
I think she knew exactly what I meant.
Diana licked her lips and straightened up. "Okay, you're all done. Now get yourself cleaned up and report for duty in my bedroom. You can do my legs later."
Fuck. The way she talks. She's setting herself up to be my Domme. Just like Mom orders Dad around. I was sure of it.
Suddenly, that was okay by me.
When I entered Diana's bedroom, she had the Amazon packages laid out in front of her.
She gestured the chair. "I got you some stay ups. From Charnos. They're really soft and sexy and you don't need any garters. See here, they've got this rubbery band at the top. It kind of sticks to your skin, and it's stretchy so it tightens around your leg and they don't fall down. Here you go. Put 'em on."
