Betty and Elaine Sisters
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Betty and Elaine Sisters

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Betty and Elaine Sisters

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Author's note: The story touches on BDSM, incest, interracial sex, lesbian and cross dressing, it's complicated. There is no underage sex, everyone fucking is eighteen.

I was carefully outlining my lips with mom's L'Oreal lipliner. I had already used her L'Oreal intense volume matte lipstick and the process made my lips bigger, lusher and I could not wait to suck my lover's dick. He was picking me up in an hour. My little clit was so hard.

My name is Teddi, I'm a cross dresser, always knew I should have been a woman and my mom's clothes fit my body perfectly. I am five foot nine and weigh one hundred and forty pounds. I have red hair and I had a top ponytail.

Kyle who is picking me up is married and goes to the same church we go to, St. Anne's on Queen Anne Hill in Seattle. Kyle loves my bubble butt and my cunt and he is soooo big, girl, I'm so dick drunk for him.

He finds my p-spot and saws away and in minutes he drains my little balls as my clit sprays everywhere like a tiny fire hose. He doesn't stop though, he keeps at it and actual women have no idea about analgasms and the intensity. Sweet Jesus, as I lay there my face smashed into the mattress, with my ass up in the air he pounded me yesterday and dropped this huge load deep into my cunt.

I had closed my eyes, remembering my lover being so pleased as we kissed and I cleaned up his manhood afterwards. I opened my eyes and mom was standing behind me with her pimp. Elaine and LeRoy.

I was so fucked. I hardly ever saw her I always wondered who my biological dad was, I was eight and a half when Daddy left us, I'm sure because according my older brothers, they fought after I was born, the whole red headed step child. He was screaming at her about being a prostitute and well she was. But as she explained to me then, she'd always been one, and he knew it, when he met her in Tulsa, Oklahoma, he had paid her for the whole night and his rubber broke and nine months later my oldest brother Bill was born and three years later along came Lee and finally ten years after Bill was born I was an accident, or more likely one of her clients.

She was still a stunningly beautiful women, auburn hair, long legs, soft pale thighs and her ass defined jiggle, but her tits and her lips and mouth were her money makers now that she was in her mid-forties. At dinner time LeRoy and her would incessantly talk about what to charge for her ass and bachelor parties. LeRoy had a website with nude shots of mom and men would prepay with Venmo.

She'd come home with LeRoy after a regular night she worked out of the Fairmont Olympic Hotel.

LeRoy had retired from the Seattle Police Department, with a full pension and was still married and legitimate or not he had fourteen children, but he lived with us and almost every night after midnight the headboard on their bed would bang against the wall as they fucked and mom was a screamer and when LeRoy would nut they would proclaim their love.

LeRoy had me by my ponytail, dragging me down the hall towards their bedroom and I heard my heels tapping on the hardwood floor. Next thing I knew I was flying through the air and I landed on the mattress face down.

He grabbed me by my panties, err mom's panties and pulled them down. Before the pain registered his huge hand was landing a second time. It hurt so bad and he would not stop and I was screaming in pain.

He would not stop and soon I was whimpering and then he was in my cunt, stretching me as I'd never been stretched and he was so big, my cunt burned like it did when I lost my virginity and then he pulled on my ponytail, pulling my cunt and ass against his groin and I was soooo full.

I opened my eyes and Mom had slid just in front of me and her legs were spread and her cooze, dripping with jizz, from God knows how many clients and it was inches from my face. LeRoy let go of my ponytail and my face was in Mom's cooze and she gripped my head rubbing my face in her cunt.

She Said, "Lick it, " and my very long tongue started to lap up my jizz dessert and then LeRoy started working my P-spot and I had a shuddering analgasm and right about then things got fuzzy and I was feasting on this gorgeous cunt of this auburn haired woman whose hips were grinding on the mattress and starting to hump my face, her so soft thighs framing my face as she came on my tongue which was so pink and long, the tip softly lashing her little button.

She whispered, "Betty stop, oh fuck baby, too much, you're in the sorority. Chi-Omega Seniors will love your mouth. Come here baby."

I slid up her body and my face was next to her and she kissed me softly, she was my mom, maybe nineteen years old and so beautiful. Her tongue snaked out and our tongues slowly touched and dueled.

I felt like I had wet the bed and she started pulling on my nipples and I moaned and I threw my leg over hers and I was pushing against her thigh and there was this incredible warmth and buzzing in my tummy, below my belly button and then my eyes crossed and I melted against her and she said, "Come Betty you beautiful bitch, " her hands were full of my tits as I threw back head and opened my eyes to see my tits. I had big soft white tits. I had tits.

I WAS A WOMAN! I groaned and we were kissing and I guess I WAS A LESBIAN!

I said, "Baby stop I can't take it, " and I came again.

She said, "Betty you know I love you right, "she asked. I started nibbling on her ear and I stuck my tongue in her ear and she was humping my thigh and moaning and she said, "Oh honey stop we need to talk, oh fuck oh fuck oh fuckitty I'm coming."

She squeezed my thigh and shuddered one last time.

My mom, Elaine wanted a girl and would put make up on me until I was four, I so wanted to be a woman like her, why I started dressing and she told me she wanted to name me Betty after her best friend. Now I was laying next to her and I was her friend Betty. She started giving me a hickey on the top of my right tit and now I was riding her thick, soft thigh and God fucking sweet Jesus, I was going to come and it was a big one and I shuddered and squeezed her thighs and softly I said amidst whimpering, "I love you Elaine and I started sobbing. She held me tight and I whispered again, "I have loved you since we moved here. You will marry anyone you want, nobody can know about us, I can't live without you."

Elaine said, "You'll see it will all work out."

Elaine skipped two grades and graduated from Central High School when she was fourteen and enrolled at the University of Tulsa. I was two days older than her and we lived next door. But I was two years behind in school.

My name is Betty Floyd. My Daddy is Pretty Boy Floyd's cousin, I was in her Betty's mind and starting to forget I was Sissy boy Teddi. I had always dreamt of having big tits and being a woman. I knew how much I wanted to be a woman and be married to a good man, not some freak like Kyle or LeRoy. I wanted to have a family, we were Lutheran, Missouri Synod at least Betty was and oh God I loved Elaine too.

Elaine lit a Lucky Strike and took a deep drag and then passed the cigarette to me and I loved the rich taste of tobacco as it filled my lungs and let the smoke out my nose, then took another drag and gave it back to Elaine. Fucking hell I hated the smell of smoke.

"Have you heard from your mama, "asked Elaine.

I said, "No the lady from the store, came by last night and said we owed them twelve dollars and forty seven cents. Elaine I don't have any money at all, " I started sobbing.

"Elaine, I don't know what I'm going to do. There's some oats and flour and some canned milk and some jam and instant yeast. I am going to bake some bread this afternoon, oh and there's coffee too. The landlord knocked on the door, I had put the bolt on and hid."

Elaine had to go do something for her job every Friday night, she worked at Vandever's department store. She worked in the foundations departments, brassieres and girdles and stockings, it was right next to where the shoe department. She said they did special shows for ladies that wanted to know what new was coming for the summer season and soon fall too. Elaine was so incredible.

I was asleep when I heard knocking on my door. I crept to the window to see who it was. It was Elaine and ran over and unbolted the door and let her in. I lit the lantern, we'd never had power of course and she sat at the kitchen table.

"Betty, it smells so good, did you bake bread?"

I beamed, God I loved her, I'd do anything for her. I said, "I baked six loaves last night. I have a bunch of black berry preserves and blue berry too. Do you want some coffee."

Elaine said, "Sure baby."

I lit the fire in the short box for the wood cookstove and put the steel percolator over it, it only took 'bout five minutes before the percolator was bubbling away. I brought one loaf and the preserves to the table. I was going to wait to slice the bread, when everything was ready, there was a hard crust and it was surely warm inside. Elaine put two Lucky Strikes in her mouth and lit them with a kitchen match and gave me one. It was so fucking hot and my cunt was dripping with need for her.

I took a deep drag and the smoke trickled out of my nostrils. I kept it between my lips and got some mugs my mama got at the thrift store poured some coffee then sliced some bread for us, two slices each. We each stubbed out our butts in the old coffee can that was my mama's ash tray. Elaine lit two more Lucky strikes for us, course I preferred Chesterfield Kings, but I had none now.

We ate and smoked and drank coffee and chattered like chipmunks about no consequence things. I was so happy to be with her, just seeing her enjoy something I made, I felt like bursting. She knew and looked at me and winked and I wanted her so, so bad.

The Andrews Sisters song Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy was on the juke box at the drug store, you could get a malted there and we did that a lot. I started singing, He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way

He had a boogie style that no one else could play

He was the top man at his craft

But then his number came up, and he was gone with the draft He's in the army now a-blowing reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam It really brought him down because he couldn't jam The captain seemed to understand Because the next day the Cap' went out and drafted a band And now the company jumps when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B A toot, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot He blows it eight to the bar, in boogie rhythm He can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar is playing with him

He makes the company jump when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B He was the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B And when he plays boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a bzzz bee And when he plays he makes the company jump eight to the bar He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B Too-too-too-toot, toodlie-a-da, toodlie-a-da, toot-toot He blows it eight to the bar He can't blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't with him And the company jumps when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night And wakes them up the same way in the early bright They clap their hands and stamp their feet Because they know how he plays when someone gives him a beat He really breaks it up when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B Da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da Da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da And the company jumps when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

Elaine stared at me and said, "Betty you sound better than the Andrew's Sisters!

That was incredible. Do you know other songs?"

I nodded, "I just need to listen to something a couple of times, course I'm in choir at high school and read music. I will sing at graduation too."

We ate like pigs, had some more bread, coffee and preserves. Was kind of like we were a couple, like I was her wife. I put out the fire in the stove and the lantern, bolted the door and we went to bed and just like snapping your fingers, she had one of my feet up on her shoulder, actually it was the back of my knee. Then she pulled on my thigh and my cooze was mashed against hers and she was humping her big ass into me smashing our super wet coozes together.

She said, "Darling, pinch your nipples as hard as you can and don't stop!"

I started huffing and puffing like a locomotive going up a steep hill and I groaned and my head went back and forth on the pillow and my mouth was wide open with no noise coming out until I screamed and shuddered and my arms flopped around and I bit my lip and it bled.

I laid there heaving for breath as there was sweat between my titties. I opened my eyes just in time for it to register that Elaine was lowering her dripping snatch onto my face and me Teddi knew what the smell of men's jizz was and I was about to eat a bunch, although Betty's nose wrinkled as she started eating Elaine's peach.

Good fucking God I would do anything for her as I devoured stale jizz into my mouth and I have no idea how much there was, but there was a lot. I stuck two fingers into that grand canyon snatch and using the jizz as lube both fingers were deep into her ass and she got religious about sucking on my clit and both of us climaxed within seconds of the other.

I said, "You seemed more open than normal and you tasted different?"

She deflected, "Betty have you been with a man? You know had sex?"

I said, "Elaine, I love you, I only want you."

She said, "I love you too. But I work after school at Vandever's, for Miss Marlene in foundations and Friday nights and Sunday nights Miss Marlene puts on a show in the Mayo Hotel for the husbands of her best clients and well I strip and I get paid for having sex with them. Twenty five dollars for a blow job, forty dollars in my cooze, seventy five dollars in my back door and finally, two men or a man and a woman one hundred dollars. I made three hundred dollars last night. Five men and a man and a woman. You were cleaning up my cooze."

I said, "What if you get pregnant?"

"Miss Marlene's Daddy is a doctor and he takes care of anyone that get's pregnant. I got pregnant last January."

I got out of bed and found an old package of mama's Chesterfield Kings and took a deep drag. I saw myself reflected in the window and I was a stunningly beautiful woman, beautiful face, full lips, thin long neck, deep set eyes, arching eye brows, magnificent tits, long nipples, full red bush with a little line of hair rising across up to my belly button. My right arm was across my body, underneath my tits with the elbow of my left arm on the back of my hand as I took a deep drag. Elaine was pretty, voluptuous even, but it was her attitude and personality she forced herself on me and others, but I realized she loved only herself.

For the first time I knew she didn't love me, just used me, but we WERE friends.

I wanted to scream out loud, "This is Teddie, go girl! She's a full on bitch who cares only about dick and using her money maker. For the love of God Betty please hear me, " but there was no response.

Elaine was asleep. I made some coffee and it was maybe four in the morning, judging by the moonlight. I cut up some more bread and moved some stuff around in a cupboard and found a can of peanut butter. I put some on two slices of bread and some blueberry preserves. I drank coffee and snaked on the bread and smoked.

In the bottom of my stomach I knew Mama and Daddy were gone forever, probably tracing after Floyd's gang somewhere. He'd been shot and killed in Ohio five years ago, but Daddy said he never saw the body. He was sure "Pretty Boy" was hiding in Arkansas, in the Piney Woods area. We'd been broke really most of my life.

We had a house, we lost in 1931 in Oklahoma City, the full other end of the state, Daddy worked for J.B. Klein Iron and Foundry as a steel worker, they fired him in the spring of 1930 and things never got better. Pretty Boy's parents lived round the corner, they were Daddy's auntie and uncle. After a while Daddy didn't talk much, he'd go downtown with Bill Moss, Elaine's daddy and get food at the soup kitchen, Elaine had family up to Cherokee County, Louise and Oly. Farmers and ran a timber mill and food would make it to them. Lola took in sewing with three kids, she had a two year's teacher's degree from Northeastern State Teacher's College up in Tahlequah, Cherokee County. Bill would not put with his woman working.

When Elaine was a girl, they'd go up there in the summer, with her younger brothers and help about the farm and as she said, "We'd try to eat for the year, " with her daddy having disappeared. Elaine and her mama for sure thought somebody murdered her daddy because he was one mean bastard.

I stubbed the last of the Chesterfield Kings and put the peanut butter back in the cupboard and went back to bed. We were two grown women in my single bed and no sooner I was next to her, she turned on her side and threw her leg up and over my legs and put her head and hair on my shoulder and reached around to my ribcage and pulled me closer and mumbled, "Cold, baby."

Her hair smelled like men's after shave, bay rum it's called, cigarette smoke and perfume, a lemony scent. She may not love me, but we were lovers.

Not what I'd call exclusive. Me and half of Tulsa. Our tits were smashed together and I wanted her to take me and fuck me like she could. Instead I slipped off to sleep.

Just when you think you've got it all figured out, the front door burst opened and the sheriff and the landlord were there and the landlord was calling me a fucking this and that and the sheriff made him go outside then he came back in.

He said, "Miss Floyd, where's your Mama and Daddy?"

I said, "Sheriff, I on't rightly know, maybe off to Piney Woods, looking for Pretty Boy's gang."

The sheriff said, "There is no gang, there or anywhere."

"Sheriff, we lost our home a year after J.B. Klein shut down in Oklahoma City, 1931, I believe so. He pretty much stopped talking about much. I on't know what you want me to do, " I realized I was full on naked and he was staring above my head, he was a big man and I was five foot nine, bare foot.

I stood up slowly and stepped towards him and he looked into my eyes as I batted my eyelashes like Tallulah Bankhead the actress and said, "I on't know what to do, sheriff, could you please help a girl? I surely would do my best to make it up to you, " his mouth was wide open as my titties were mashed up against his chest and I slid my leg right between his legs.

I felt his huge member against my thigh and I melted against him. We kissed and I licked his neck and I was on my back and legs were spread wide for him and he rubbed his huge dick up and down my slit where Elaine's mouth had been hours ago. He was between my lips and nudging for my opening and then he pushed and it really hurt and I yelped.

He said, "Are you okay?"

I said, "You were my first."

Then he would pull out and push in until he was touching something and he pushed again and he was so deep in me and I threw my arms around his neck and pulled his face to me and we kissed. Oh my he was sooo thick and long. His shoulders were so big and his arms, my legs and heels were against his butt and I was rubbing his sides and arms and patting his back. Our bodies were together, my tits were mashed against that chest covered with hair.

I had no control of my body as my hips rose to meet his loins, good God, who wants a woman if this is what's its like being with a good man. Take me home baby as if he could hear me and then the most massive orgasm consumed me.

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