Alabama Nan in Atlanta: Round 1

It had been three years since I had last seen my family for the holidays. I don't go see them often because none of them understand, except for my older sister Karen. This year I got brave again and decided to go. Knowing how much coming home bothered me, Karen was coming up to Atlanta from Mobile to get me. As I waited on Karen, I began to fantasize about what Karen would or would not be wearing upon her arrival to my apartment. Thinking like that, got me horny very fast. I soon found myself pulling my T-shirt off and kneading my large 44D tits through my bra.

Once my nipples hardened, I took the bra off and began to pinch them, I purred a little, but knew I needed more. I got off the couch and removed my socks. I then gently slipped my jeans off and admired the bulge in my thong panties. I slid them off and went to look at myself in the mirror. Here was a good looking dirty-blonde haired, large breasted, chubby shemale with a nice thick 8" of glory. Standing in front of the mirror, I wrapped my hands around my cock and began to pump it....moaning as I did. It felt good, but not as good as if someone else were doing it. But since no was there, it had to be me. I began to focus on jacking off. I thought about all the fun I've had..I moaned a bit faster. I quickened my pace. I thought about the fun that was yet to come..I moaned harder. I pumped my hand even faster. I finally began to think about me and Karen over the next few days. I watched my cock head swell and go kinda purplish. I licked a finger and rammed it up my ass. I shot my cum all over the mirror with a loud groan. Once I recovered from my orgasm, I cleaned up the mirror and headed to my room to get dressed up.

I wanted to look real sexy for my sister....but not look like I was desperate. First I had to settle on bra/panties. I went with a red demi-bra with black trim. I put on the matching thong panties. I sat down on the bed and began to think about the next item - garters and hose or just hose.