To: My Net Friends
From: SeeShow
Subj: I Received This Story from a Sissy Husband. I call it "It's not so bad?"
I guess it was inevitable that Tawnya would want to take our sexual relationship to the next step. I didn't know when it would happen but I figured that my wife would exercise further control over me and she did so last week. Let me explain.
We had been married for several years before I finally worked up the courage to tell Tawnya my intense fantasies about wearing women's clothes. Within ten minutes of having shared my secret with her, she was going through her lingerie drawer with me. The sex we had that day was incredible.
That was a year and a half ago and with each new sexual encounter since then, Tawnya has Become more and more of the sexual aggressor in our relationship, going from a petite little housewife to an aggressive, demanding tigress. For the last year, per Tawnya's instructions, I've worn nothing around the house but lingerie. My usual attire, which I'm wearing even as I write this, consists of bikini panties, stockings and garter belt, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes that I have learned to walk in as sexily as any woman. About ten months ago, when she had me all dolled up, she ordered me onto our bed, strapped on a six-inch dildo, and introduced me to anal sex. Since then, I have gotten my ass filled at least three nights a week. She seems to take a lot of delight in fucking me up the ass. She'll frequently call me her little slut-bitch as she pounds an eight-inch dildo into my anus. I have to admit that I have grown to like it and I sometimes cum as she fucks me this way.
The only problem with our love life as of late has been the fact that she will not let me penetrate her pussy with my cock. She has me lick her to climax after climax, but it had been over six months since she had allowed me to enter her with anything but my tongue. When I asked her about it she got a little peeved and told me that she just doesn't think of me as a man anymore and that I should be pleased that she allows me to lick her and that she allows me to get off by placing a dildo up my ass. After having me lick her to a climax she mellowed out a bit and told me that her real reason for not allowing me to fuck her is that she has a lover. Karl and she want to save her cunt for his cock.
I was shocked at first then saddened. But the more I thought about it the more I realized that a beautiful sexy woman like my wife needed more of a man than I could be to her now. In a couple of weeks, I had completely accepted the arrangement and Tawnya was even beginning to share stories with me about exactly how Karl would fuck her. When she saw how I was beginning to get turned on by the tales she became, even more, dominant to me. Just the other night, I arrived home from work to find a note from Tawnya instructing me to bathe and shave completely. I had just finished shaving every hair on my body-save my eyebrows and the hair on top of me head-when Tawnya arrived home with some packages. She opened them to reveal several new items of lingerie. Following instructions, I donned a beautiful black corset, black satin panties, and red nylons, which I attached to the garter straps dangling from the corset.
Tawnya spent a good twenty minutes on my face and hair. When she was done, I could have easily passed for a woman, which was a good thing, because for the first time Tawnya was taking me out of the house in my feminine attire. After I'd slipped into a rather tight, short red dress, which she had bought for me that day, and a pair of red heels, we were out the door. I was tremendously excited.
First, we stopped at a bar where we had a few drinks and I noticed that the men in the place were openly starring at the both of us. Tawnya even allowed a man to buy us some drinks and chatted with him a while. When he started to make a pass at ME, Tawnya explained that we had to get home to our husbands, but that we'd come in again soon and hoped we'd see him there. Then, with Tawnya behind the wheel, we drove for perhaps a half-hour until we came to a house across town. Trailing behind Tawnya, I walked somewhat unsteadily up to the front door. Tawnya rang the buzzer and a man quickly answered. After stepping inside, Tawnya introduced the man to me as Karl and introduced me as Lisa. Here he was in the flesh-Karl! I had no idea what was going on, but I had become comfortable enough in my submissive relationship with Tawnya to simply follow her lead, albeit with butterflies in my stomach.
Tawnya slipped her arm through Karl's and the two of them walked into the living room. Not knowing what to do, I followed them. They sat down side by side on a sofa. I started walking to a chair on the other side of the room but Tawnya stopped me by saying, "No, Lisa, dear. You're to be our entertainment, not our guest. Why don't you start by taking off your dress."
With shaking hands, I began to remove the red dress. Once I had stepped out of it and folded it over the arm of a chair, I turned back to face Tawnya and Karl wearing nothing but my corset, panties, nylons, and shoes. Tawnya turned to Karl and said, "Didn't I tell you she was a hot little bitch?"
Karl grinned, "You were right. And she'll do anything you tell her to, wouldn't she?"
"That's right. Anything at all."
"Tell her to get down on her hands and knees and stick her ass up in the air."
"Lisa, dear, you heard the man," my wife said.
Doing as instructed, I got down on the floor and turned away from them. Tawnya ordered, "Open up, dear. Give us a better view of your pretty pussy in your panties." Dutifully, I spread my knees further apart and stuck my ass up in the air.
"Tell her to play with herself," Karl said to Tawnya. Not even waiting for Tawnya to relay the instruction, I slipped my right hand back between my legs and began to stroke my satin-covered cock. God, it felt good! Just as I was approaching orgasm, I heard a moan behind me. Turning my head, I saw that Tawnya had Karl's cock out of his pants and was slowly jacking him off.
"Come take a look at Karl's big cock," my wife said. Still, on my hands and knees, I crawled over to the couch. "Doesn't Karl have a nice dick, dear? So big and fat. Wouldn't you like to suck on it?"
With my throat dry and scratchy, I managed to croak out, "Yes, I want to suck his cock." And even though I had never sucked a cock before I really did want to suck Karl's big impressive member down my throat and taste his pre-cum on my tongue along with his rubbery-hard dick flesh. With a huge smile on her face, Tawnya tilted Karl's fat cock toward my face as I rocked forward from where I knelt. Opening my mouth, I accepted Tawnya's gift. As I closed my lips around Karl's cockhead, I couldn't believe how good it felt I thought my own cock was going to burst in my panties. Tawnya kept her fingers on the base of Karl's cock and jacked him off as I sucked on him. I heard her say, "I think she wants you to come in her mouth, Karl." With that, she began jacking him off harder and faster. Within seconds Karl was thrusting his hips, lifting his ass up off the sofa. I clamped my lips around the thickness of his shaft as his cock moved in and out of my mouth, the huge vein on the underside massaging my tongue. Suddenly, Karl moaned and a hot, salty slickness filled my mouth. My own cock, still trapped in satin, erupted in my panties. After I had swallowed most of Karl's cum, Tawnya withdrew his cock from my mouth and gave me a smile that seemed to say that we had broken new ground, but there was more to come.
Rather than wilt, Karl's cock stayed hard. Tawnya had him stand and strip, and once he was naked, Tawnya ordered me to stand. My legs seemed to be made of rubber, but I managed to get to my feet. Tawnya said, "You know what's next, don't you, Lisa?"
My eyes darted from Karl to Tawnya and back again. "He's going to put it up my ass, isn't he?"
Stepping forward, Tawnya smiled and answered, "That's right." She moved around behind me and slid a hand down the back of my panties. As Karl rubbed my cock through my panties, Tawnya slid a finger between my ass cheeks and down to my anus. Teasing me with her finger, she began to coo in my ear, "Tell Karl what you want, dear."
"I want you to fuck me in the ass," I said, looking at Karl. I reached down to grasp his cock. "I want you to fuck me with your big dick."
Tawnya removed her hand from my ass and had me get down on my back in the middle of the living room floor. My head was spinning as Karl knelt between my legs. I raised my hips for him and he pulled off my panties. Tawnya produced a jar of lubricant from her purse, and instinctively, I pulled my knees up to my chest. She proceeded to lubricate my anus, first slipping one, then two fingers into me. By now, my cock was hard again.
Tawnya swung around and raised her skirt to reveal that she wasn't wearing panties. Straddling my face, she planted her sopping-wet pussy in my mouth. As I began to service her with my tongue, she grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs wide apart. A moment later, I felt the head of Karl's cock touch my asshole. While Tawnya had fucked me in the ass with dildos many times, it was nothing like this. I could feel my ass being stretched open as Karl's nine inch cock burrowed inside me.
Karl began to rock back and forth, and soon his cock was slamming in and pulling back out in a steady rhythmic motion. Tawnya began chanting, in time with his thrusts, "Fuck the bitch, fuck her ass, fuck her ass, fuck the bitch," over and over again.
I have to admit that I was delirious with pleasure. the fact that I had been ****** into this position by my sexually demanding wife-mistress made it all that more exciting to me. Karl's thrusting shaft seemed to be splitting me apart, and I found myself wanting him to fuck me harder. Suddenly, I had the most intense orgasm of my life, and as I thrust my spurting cock into the air, Tawnya scrambled off my face and caught some of my seed on her hand as Karl continued pounding into my ass. Moments later, he grunted loudly and came.
I lay there, my shoulders on the carpet my hips raised up in the air, with Karl's cock softening inside me. Finally, he moved back, pulling his flaccid member from my anus. Tawnya bought her hand to my mouth and told me to lick it. As my tongue touched her fingers, I could taste myself and I loved the way that made me feel. When I had licked her fingers clean she smiled and asked me if I had enjoyed myself.
I answered that I had; very much so! And she told me that was good because she had asked Karl to move in with us so that I could watch him fuck her and so that I could service the both of them at their bidding. I don't mind, really. I am their slut slave and I'm looking forward to all the forbidden sexual perversions that they can think up for their little slut-slave.
From: SeeShow
Subj: I Received This Story from a Sissy Husband. I call it "It's not so bad?"
I guess it was inevitable that Tawnya would want to take our sexual relationship to the next step. I didn't know when it would happen but I figured that my wife would exercise further control over me and she did so last week. Let me explain.
We had been married for several years before I finally worked up the courage to tell Tawnya my intense fantasies about wearing women's clothes. Within ten minutes of having shared my secret with her, she was going through her lingerie drawer with me. The sex we had that day was incredible.
That was a year and a half ago and with each new sexual encounter since then, Tawnya has Become more and more of the sexual aggressor in our relationship, going from a petite little housewife to an aggressive, demanding tigress. For the last year, per Tawnya's instructions, I've worn nothing around the house but lingerie. My usual attire, which I'm wearing even as I write this, consists of bikini panties, stockings and garter belt, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes that I have learned to walk in as sexily as any woman. About ten months ago, when she had me all dolled up, she ordered me onto our bed, strapped on a six-inch dildo, and introduced me to anal sex. Since then, I have gotten my ass filled at least three nights a week. She seems to take a lot of delight in fucking me up the ass. She'll frequently call me her little slut-bitch as she pounds an eight-inch dildo into my anus. I have to admit that I have grown to like it and I sometimes cum as she fucks me this way.
The only problem with our love life as of late has been the fact that she will not let me penetrate her pussy with my cock. She has me lick her to climax after climax, but it had been over six months since she had allowed me to enter her with anything but my tongue. When I asked her about it she got a little peeved and told me that she just doesn't think of me as a man anymore and that I should be pleased that she allows me to lick her and that she allows me to get off by placing a dildo up my ass. After having me lick her to a climax she mellowed out a bit and told me that her real reason for not allowing me to fuck her is that she has a lover. Karl and she want to save her cunt for his cock.
I was shocked at first then saddened. But the more I thought about it the more I realized that a beautiful sexy woman like my wife needed more of a man than I could be to her now. In a couple of weeks, I had completely accepted the arrangement and Tawnya was even beginning to share stories with me about exactly how Karl would fuck her. When she saw how I was beginning to get turned on by the tales she became, even more, dominant to me. Just the other night, I arrived home from work to find a note from Tawnya instructing me to bathe and shave completely. I had just finished shaving every hair on my body-save my eyebrows and the hair on top of me head-when Tawnya arrived home with some packages. She opened them to reveal several new items of lingerie. Following instructions, I donned a beautiful black corset, black satin panties, and red nylons, which I attached to the garter straps dangling from the corset.
Tawnya spent a good twenty minutes on my face and hair. When she was done, I could have easily passed for a woman, which was a good thing, because for the first time Tawnya was taking me out of the house in my feminine attire. After I'd slipped into a rather tight, short red dress, which she had bought for me that day, and a pair of red heels, we were out the door. I was tremendously excited.
First, we stopped at a bar where we had a few drinks and I noticed that the men in the place were openly starring at the both of us. Tawnya even allowed a man to buy us some drinks and chatted with him a while. When he started to make a pass at ME, Tawnya explained that we had to get home to our husbands, but that we'd come in again soon and hoped we'd see him there. Then, with Tawnya behind the wheel, we drove for perhaps a half-hour until we came to a house across town. Trailing behind Tawnya, I walked somewhat unsteadily up to the front door. Tawnya rang the buzzer and a man quickly answered. After stepping inside, Tawnya introduced the man to me as Karl and introduced me as Lisa. Here he was in the flesh-Karl! I had no idea what was going on, but I had become comfortable enough in my submissive relationship with Tawnya to simply follow her lead, albeit with butterflies in my stomach.
Tawnya slipped her arm through Karl's and the two of them walked into the living room. Not knowing what to do, I followed them. They sat down side by side on a sofa. I started walking to a chair on the other side of the room but Tawnya stopped me by saying, "No, Lisa, dear. You're to be our entertainment, not our guest. Why don't you start by taking off your dress."
With shaking hands, I began to remove the red dress. Once I had stepped out of it and folded it over the arm of a chair, I turned back to face Tawnya and Karl wearing nothing but my corset, panties, nylons, and shoes. Tawnya turned to Karl and said, "Didn't I tell you she was a hot little bitch?"
Karl grinned, "You were right. And she'll do anything you tell her to, wouldn't she?"
"That's right. Anything at all."
"Tell her to get down on her hands and knees and stick her ass up in the air."
"Lisa, dear, you heard the man," my wife said.
Doing as instructed, I got down on the floor and turned away from them. Tawnya ordered, "Open up, dear. Give us a better view of your pretty pussy in your panties." Dutifully, I spread my knees further apart and stuck my ass up in the air.
"Tell her to play with herself," Karl said to Tawnya. Not even waiting for Tawnya to relay the instruction, I slipped my right hand back between my legs and began to stroke my satin-covered cock. God, it felt good! Just as I was approaching orgasm, I heard a moan behind me. Turning my head, I saw that Tawnya had Karl's cock out of his pants and was slowly jacking him off.
"Come take a look at Karl's big cock," my wife said. Still, on my hands and knees, I crawled over to the couch. "Doesn't Karl have a nice dick, dear? So big and fat. Wouldn't you like to suck on it?"
With my throat dry and scratchy, I managed to croak out, "Yes, I want to suck his cock." And even though I had never sucked a cock before I really did want to suck Karl's big impressive member down my throat and taste his pre-cum on my tongue along with his rubbery-hard dick flesh. With a huge smile on her face, Tawnya tilted Karl's fat cock toward my face as I rocked forward from where I knelt. Opening my mouth, I accepted Tawnya's gift. As I closed my lips around Karl's cockhead, I couldn't believe how good it felt I thought my own cock was going to burst in my panties. Tawnya kept her fingers on the base of Karl's cock and jacked him off as I sucked on him. I heard her say, "I think she wants you to come in her mouth, Karl." With that, she began jacking him off harder and faster. Within seconds Karl was thrusting his hips, lifting his ass up off the sofa. I clamped my lips around the thickness of his shaft as his cock moved in and out of my mouth, the huge vein on the underside massaging my tongue. Suddenly, Karl moaned and a hot, salty slickness filled my mouth. My own cock, still trapped in satin, erupted in my panties. After I had swallowed most of Karl's cum, Tawnya withdrew his cock from my mouth and gave me a smile that seemed to say that we had broken new ground, but there was more to come.
Rather than wilt, Karl's cock stayed hard. Tawnya had him stand and strip, and once he was naked, Tawnya ordered me to stand. My legs seemed to be made of rubber, but I managed to get to my feet. Tawnya said, "You know what's next, don't you, Lisa?"
My eyes darted from Karl to Tawnya and back again. "He's going to put it up my ass, isn't he?"
Stepping forward, Tawnya smiled and answered, "That's right." She moved around behind me and slid a hand down the back of my panties. As Karl rubbed my cock through my panties, Tawnya slid a finger between my ass cheeks and down to my anus. Teasing me with her finger, she began to coo in my ear, "Tell Karl what you want, dear."
"I want you to fuck me in the ass," I said, looking at Karl. I reached down to grasp his cock. "I want you to fuck me with your big dick."
Tawnya removed her hand from my ass and had me get down on my back in the middle of the living room floor. My head was spinning as Karl knelt between my legs. I raised my hips for him and he pulled off my panties. Tawnya produced a jar of lubricant from her purse, and instinctively, I pulled my knees up to my chest. She proceeded to lubricate my anus, first slipping one, then two fingers into me. By now, my cock was hard again.
Tawnya swung around and raised her skirt to reveal that she wasn't wearing panties. Straddling my face, she planted her sopping-wet pussy in my mouth. As I began to service her with my tongue, she grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs wide apart. A moment later, I felt the head of Karl's cock touch my asshole. While Tawnya had fucked me in the ass with dildos many times, it was nothing like this. I could feel my ass being stretched open as Karl's nine inch cock burrowed inside me.
Karl began to rock back and forth, and soon his cock was slamming in and pulling back out in a steady rhythmic motion. Tawnya began chanting, in time with his thrusts, "Fuck the bitch, fuck her ass, fuck her ass, fuck the bitch," over and over again.
I have to admit that I was delirious with pleasure. the fact that I had been ****** into this position by my sexually demanding wife-mistress made it all that more exciting to me. Karl's thrusting shaft seemed to be splitting me apart, and I found myself wanting him to fuck me harder. Suddenly, I had the most intense orgasm of my life, and as I thrust my spurting cock into the air, Tawnya scrambled off my face and caught some of my seed on her hand as Karl continued pounding into my ass. Moments later, he grunted loudly and came.
I lay there, my shoulders on the carpet my hips raised up in the air, with Karl's cock softening inside me. Finally, he moved back, pulling his flaccid member from my anus. Tawnya bought her hand to my mouth and told me to lick it. As my tongue touched her fingers, I could taste myself and I loved the way that made me feel. When I had licked her fingers clean she smiled and asked me if I had enjoyed myself.
I answered that I had; very much so! And she told me that was good because she had asked Karl to move in with us so that I could watch him fuck her and so that I could service the both of them at their bidding. I don't mind, really. I am their slut slave and I'm looking forward to all the forbidden sexual perversions that they can think up for their little slut-slave.
