Welcome back to the sexy adventures of stepbrothers Ronnie (sissy) and Elena (trans), on the run from home and now in a desert town. To earn money for their new lives, they've just dove into prostitution: a paid group exhibition and orgy hosted at LGBT bar The Purple Pit, owned by transwoman Grace. Here is that scene in Part 7 if you missed it!

Here's where it all begins: Sissy Stepbrother - part 1

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Ronnie and I followed Bill back to his shiny Mack truck. My sissy stepbrother and I felt one hundred percent better after a long shower and wolfing down two monster sandwiches Grace made for us in her bar’s kitchen. Grace also made us a present of two big vials of female hormones, syringes and alcohol wipes. She had taught us how to inject ourselves—even I decided to take a shot!

 “You girls should rest up in the sleeper, get a good nap after all that sex,” he said. “Chloe knows you’re riding with us, so y’all can get acquainted after you sleep.”

 “Who’s Chloe?” I wondered aloud.

 “You’ll see,” he grinned as he held open the sleeper curtain for us.

 Chloe turned out to be an eighteen-year-old, redheaded chick with a dick with breast implants and a sweet, seven-inch cock that lay on her naked tummy amid the tousled sheets and blankets. She was a few inches over five-foot with a girl’s hourglass waist and heart-shaped ass.

 She smiled sleepily, as pretty as any high school cheerleader. “You gals get in here with me,” she yawned in a Deep South accent. “From what I heard, ya’ll had quite a workout.”

 My sister and I stripped to our panties, too exhausted to be horny, and snuggled into the bed with her. She fit sweetly between us. Soon after we heard the hum of the big rig’s tires on the interstate, all three of us were fast asleep—one sweet pile of young, horny tranny flesh.

 On our way to Las Vegas—Sin City—and our new lives…

 The first thing I felt was the pleasurable ache in my groin. There were soft whimpers and sighs and slurping noises, no sound of the road beneath truck tires. We weren’t moving. I cracked my eyes to see the sleeper compartment was dim, the curtains drawn. I could just make out the shape of Chloe bending over Ronnie’s crotch.

 If that’s Chloe, then… It’s Bill!

 Bill was naked and sucking my cock like a pro, savoring the head and slurping the shaft and taking the tip into his throat. His eight inches were hard and his balls were big, hopefully full of cum for me. Ronnie was fully awake and starting to gasp with pleasure as the petite redhead took her cock way deep.

 “Damn!” I exhaled lustily. “That’s how I like to be woke up!”

 “You aren’t kidding sis,” Ronnie said. “I only wish… damn.”

 “What’s the matter?”

 “This feels so good but I gotta pee in the worst way! Is there a toilet or an empty bottle I can use?” she asked.

 Bill pulled off my cock. “Chloe’ll drink it, wontcha, baby?”

 “Mmmm-hmmm!” she nodded enthusiastically.

 She took a deep breath and pulled back so only the head of my sissy sister’s dick was in her mouth. As my sister emptied her bladder into the tranny doll’s gulping mouth, Bill asked if I had to go myself. Ten seconds later he was drinking my pee as well. We had lucked into the best possible new friends: sexy, kinky and generous road people.

 Bill finished first, disgorging my hard, slick tool with a grin. “Now that’s taken care of, ya’ll can help me please my babydoll here.”

 “Your babydoll is fucking perfect!” Ronnie yelped.

 “Are you two really brothers?” she asked. “Former brothers?”

 “Stepbrothers,” I winked, “but I’m a T-girl now.”

 “More like stepsisters,” Ronnie said.

 “Who cares? Incest is best!” Bill enthused. “Let’s get down!”

 As if they’d done this many times, which they likely had, Bill lay on his back with his boner throbbing on his stomach. Chloe got on all fours, facing his feet, and fed her cock into his mouth. She winked at us. “How about I get a taste of your cock, Elena? Ronnie, the lube’s in that hammock behind you.”

 “I’d rather taste your perfect shemale ass instead,” my stepbrother murmured. “I bet it’s even tastier than it looks!”

 “Billy, I love these gals you got us!”

 Chloe wasted no time when I slid my tranny tool between her wide, soft lips: she took a deep breath and rocked forward to take it into her throat. I groaned loudly as she began swallowing and using her throat muscles to work my cockhead.

 After a minute of Chloe’s cries muffled by my cock and Ronnie’s contented mewling, the trucker transgirl’s asshole was loose and ready for fucking. She gasped as my brother’s dick slid right up inside of her, and she kept giving me the greatest blowjob of my life.

 “Bill, you’re the luckiest man alive,” I moaned.

 Chloe’s raw sexiness turned me on as much as being the center of that orgy in Barstow. The sight of her—so small and curvy with her big tits and ass, looking barely legal but acting like she’s been fucking like a seasoned whore—taking our cocks so eagerly, made me wish I was her. I whimpered aloud that wish.

 Chloe pulled off my tool to do butterfly licks around my reddish-purple cockhead and get me hotter. In between licks she said, “But you are becoming more and more like me, Elena. Once you start making regular money, your can buy titties like mine, get on hormones… you’re going to be such a hot… fuckable… slut!”

 “Thank you! I love you so much, Chloe!”

 “Love you, too, honey,” she sighed and then plunged my rod back down her sucking, clenching throat.

 Bill’s pulsing hard-on was near my hand, so I started jacking him off, making him grunt like a horny pig. All four of us began a chorus of panting and moans and whimpers that foretold our coming orgasms. Chloe desperately thrust her butt against Ronnie’s hips, driving her cock in even deeper. I started fucking the little shemale’s throat in a frenzy of horny passion, wanting to cum soon.

 “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m ready to spurt.”

 “Let’s give her a good facial,” Bill urged, sliding out from under his yummy girl. “Baby get on your back!”

 Now that Chloe was all laid out fully naked, I saw she was only five-foot tall, the height of younger teenage girl, but her big breasts and that lovely, throbbing cock was proof she was no jailbait. I wanted her to fuck me with the cock she was now urgently jacking off toward her open mouth. She whimpered as her orgasm approached.

 The sight of her own jism splatting against her red lips made me shoot my load right into her face. Ronnie and Bill came all over her cheeks and chin. My sissy brother and I bent down to help her lap it all up, while Bill sucked the remaining cum out of her cock.

 I sat back against a cushion with a heavy thud. “Damn! That’s how I want to wake up every morning!”

 “Me too,” Ronnie said cuddling with me. “Where are we, anyway?”

 “Bankrupt casino about thirty minutes outside of Vegas,” Bill said. “As far as doing that every morning, we’ll be glad to do that with you every time we stop over in Las Vegas. But I get a feeling you gals are going to be seeing plenty of sex. I got a gig for you.”

 “You’re going to love it,” Chloe squealed. “It’s the same porn studio I was with when I met Bill. Nowadays, I just do cam shows. Stream them right from the cab. Look over there and there.”

 She pointed out two webcams mounted in the sleeper cab, aimed at the bed we’d just fucked on. She winked and said they’d just shot our little wake-up orgy and they’d give us a couple hundred each so she could put it on her OnlyFans.

 “Guess what, Sis?” Ronnie said to me. “Now we’re porn trannies and whores! I love my life!”

 “I have a friend in Vegas who can help you get set up doing trans escort work, if you’d like,” Chloe added.

 I was so thrilled and grateful, I kissed her deeply and stuck my tongue down her throat, savoring the remaining semen taste in her mouth. She kissed me back just as hard.

 “Should I record this?” Bill asked with a grin in his voice.

 Chloe broke the kiss. “Some other time, Daddy. We gotta drop this load off in Salt Lake and these girls at Rhonda’s place in Spring Valley, so she can get them all set up with a place to stay.”

 Ten minutes later we were all dressed and back on the I-15. Ronnie and I held hands and looked at each other in excitement as we headed toward Las Vegas and our new lives as professional sluts.

Stay tuned for Part 9!!!