Cock Sucking Sissies
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When my friend and I get together to JO, I typically suck on him for fun. He doesn't always finish in my mouth, but the first time he did was absolutely incredible. The build up, his warning that he was about to blow, and then rope after rope of his hot semen shooting into my mouth and down the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop and we were both kind of surprised that I was able to. Good times!
a lot of us did it as teens. some more than others. I was 14, me and a friend were jerking after being with our gf's, he suggested we jerk each other, , he did me for a minute, then said my turn, so i was jerking him, then we decided to pretend being our gf's and suck, so i sucked him first. but just as he came, his mom opened the door, OH shit, cum in my mouth and on my face, she yelled , a lot!
this sissy still has to be urged to suck cock though I have sucked on a few of them now. I have however only had o e man hold my head and cum in my sissy mouth and I swallowed without being told. Today I hope to do this for a BBC that is gonna fuck me today as I want to swallow his cum and then suck him hard again and beg him to breed me and make me his sisde sissy slut to use anytime
I also like your profile pic. So alluringcdbritany said:I finally started my business trip. I can now say I am offically a cocksucker! It happened just outside Chicago. My first cock was a nice 7 inch cock. Unfortunately he did not give me his load. He used me as his fluffer to take another man. I marked it down as experiece for when I get a bull for my wife. I am now travelling to the west coast... I have planned my trip to so I can visit one or two gloryholes a day.. This is what I wore under my track suit. My goal is by the end of the trip is to do one gloryholecompletely sissified
I was introduced to it last year by a man I met online.
I’d have never remotely considered it, but I’d developed a weird curiosity after learning my wife had cheated.
We met at a hotel room and after a nervous drink/small talk, I was on my knees. He scrolled though a slide-show I’d made for him of my wife’s photos, and dirty-talked about her a lot, which added a whole cuckold element, without her involved in reality.
The next time he was coming to town, he said he wanted to bring out the girl in me, and wanted me to dress up like a woman, to get lipstick and a dress etc., and a brunette wig that was similar to my wife's hair.
I’d had zero interest ever in dressing up as a girl (not even for a Halloween as a goof), but it seemed to only add to the mental turn-on, and pretty soon I was buying cheap fake tits (like my wife’s) to wear under my dress for him.
I was nervous getting changed in the bathroom & kind of bizarrely, felt relieved & reassured, when I came out and he told me I made a cute girl.
Same kind of thing about my 1st time sucking last year. Like as humbling as the term cocksucker is, I felt good when he told me I made a good one.
I stayed clothed during it (only masturbated after he left) so it’s not like I was getting any physical pleasure during it. But the mental aspect of cock in my mouth & feeling reduced before a more powerful man, were surreal and through the roof, and I guess why I still masturbate remembering those encounters.
I’d have never remotely considered it, but I’d developed a weird curiosity after learning my wife had cheated.
We met at a hotel room and after a nervous drink/small talk, I was on my knees. He scrolled though a slide-show I’d made for him of my wife’s photos, and dirty-talked about her a lot, which added a whole cuckold element, without her involved in reality.
The next time he was coming to town, he said he wanted to bring out the girl in me, and wanted me to dress up like a woman, to get lipstick and a dress etc., and a brunette wig that was similar to my wife's hair.
I’d had zero interest ever in dressing up as a girl (not even for a Halloween as a goof), but it seemed to only add to the mental turn-on, and pretty soon I was buying cheap fake tits (like my wife’s) to wear under my dress for him.
I was nervous getting changed in the bathroom & kind of bizarrely, felt relieved & reassured, when I came out and he told me I made a cute girl.
Same kind of thing about my 1st time sucking last year. Like as humbling as the term cocksucker is, I felt good when he told me I made a good one.
I stayed clothed during it (only masturbated after he left) so it’s not like I was getting any physical pleasure during it. But the mental aspect of cock in my mouth & feeling reduced before a more powerful man, were surreal and through the roof, and I guess why I still masturbate remembering those encounters.
@Mahogany --- I remember your posting about this in the past, have you considering doing it again?
Thanks Squirming,
I went back and read yours & S-natalie’s post & kind of more appreciated what you both said, re-reading it today.
You’re both right…my wife cheating & my weird reaction to it (dressing up & dropping to my knees) are two separate things…at least, when it
comes to any ultimate conversation I have with my wife.
I realize at some point things with my wife are going to likely come to a head. Like if she were to give me confirmation she’s cheated since, or express interest to me of another guy. But I still can’t say for sure my wife’s one incident wasn’t a one-time fluke.
But I have had suspicions and despite my wife always being around, my insecurity has only grown through this whole shutdown period. Mostly, because she’s on Zoom a lot with her friends back home (we moved to NY for my job & all her BFFs are back there).
I have to be courteous and say hello sometimes on her zooms, and last month, one of the girls brought up the wedding (the one where my wife cheated) and a few of her friends smiled/smirked and then one quickly changed the subject. I felt awkward as hell, knowing they were all probably trying to read my expression.
Afterwards, I imagined her friends laughing at me, telling my wife how wrapped around her finger she’s got me, and what a cuckold in the making I could be for. It’s also to what I primarily thought about masturbating for several days following.
I kind of feel like when this is over & people can do things/go to places again, I’ll have a much better sense of where her head is at. Because sometimes I do think I might be jumping to conclusions and that she really meant it when she referred to as a freak one-time thing herself.
However, if she were to tell me she still wanted to stay together, but also see other guys, I’m fairly certain I would find myself going along with it. But I’d still have a tough time admitting that it’s a weird turn-on for me as well…like there’s no going back from that…& I’d worry about the reality, and her view of me, by being so openly cuckolded.
I think that’s where meeting up with another man suddenly seemed like a weird new outlet/avenue to explore….and suddenly became this wildly compulsive thing I figured I had to at least experience once. And I also thought, “and it’s not like my wife didn’t sneak off & get sexually out there herself.”
After I gave him my first BJ, there were a lot of times where I was thinking, “OK, never again, I got that out of my system, now back to normal me.”
But just like my wife’s cheating, soon I was jerking off remembering the way I humbled myself before the guy.
And as soon as he’s told me he was coming back to town, I knew I would be getting on my knees again and showing him more of my wife.
Dressing up like a girl for him came out of left field, but started to become more compelling the more I thought about it.
When my wife was out, a few times beforehand, I’d get fully dressed up, imaging him seeing me like that, in such a surrendering of my manhood way, and hoping he’d find me kind of passable, like a semi-sexy girl. Like I knew it was my wife’s photos and my sucking that were getting him hard, but I really was glad when he said, “I fucking love it, you make a great fucking girl.”
Anyway, with things still fairly shut-down & no plans for the guy returning, it’s not been something I’ve been thinking of doing again anytime soon.
It’s been a while now since we met, so there’s time where I’m hardly thinking about it and times where it mentally comes roaring back, where I’m jerking off remembering.
I think my wife’s zoom calls (not always knowing who she’s talking to, and sometimes kind of late or taking precedent) + having to see girls who know way more than me about my wife’s slutty weekend…that has me back in a period of thinking about it again.
Like right now, I feel in this purgatory stage (kind of like regular life) where we’re both holed up at home, and everything’s kind of wait and see.
If the guy were to suddenly email me and say he’d be in town next weekend, I’m pretty sure I’d be looking at dresses online again today.
But I also do see these as fluke episodes, something that I will move on from, and is totally wrapped up in my relationship with my wife.
So sorry to have rambled so long, or to have hi-jacked the post…just had me thinking and wanting to answer back from another post.
I went back and read yours & S-natalie’s post & kind of more appreciated what you both said, re-reading it today.
You’re both right…my wife cheating & my weird reaction to it (dressing up & dropping to my knees) are two separate things…at least, when it
comes to any ultimate conversation I have with my wife.
I realize at some point things with my wife are going to likely come to a head. Like if she were to give me confirmation she’s cheated since, or express interest to me of another guy. But I still can’t say for sure my wife’s one incident wasn’t a one-time fluke.
But I have had suspicions and despite my wife always being around, my insecurity has only grown through this whole shutdown period. Mostly, because she’s on Zoom a lot with her friends back home (we moved to NY for my job & all her BFFs are back there).
I have to be courteous and say hello sometimes on her zooms, and last month, one of the girls brought up the wedding (the one where my wife cheated) and a few of her friends smiled/smirked and then one quickly changed the subject. I felt awkward as hell, knowing they were all probably trying to read my expression.
Afterwards, I imagined her friends laughing at me, telling my wife how wrapped around her finger she’s got me, and what a cuckold in the making I could be for. It’s also to what I primarily thought about masturbating for several days following.
I kind of feel like when this is over & people can do things/go to places again, I’ll have a much better sense of where her head is at. Because sometimes I do think I might be jumping to conclusions and that she really meant it when she referred to as a freak one-time thing herself.
However, if she were to tell me she still wanted to stay together, but also see other guys, I’m fairly certain I would find myself going along with it. But I’d still have a tough time admitting that it’s a weird turn-on for me as well…like there’s no going back from that…& I’d worry about the reality, and her view of me, by being so openly cuckolded.
I think that’s where meeting up with another man suddenly seemed like a weird new outlet/avenue to explore….and suddenly became this wildly compulsive thing I figured I had to at least experience once. And I also thought, “and it’s not like my wife didn’t sneak off & get sexually out there herself.”
After I gave him my first BJ, there were a lot of times where I was thinking, “OK, never again, I got that out of my system, now back to normal me.”
But just like my wife’s cheating, soon I was jerking off remembering the way I humbled myself before the guy.
And as soon as he’s told me he was coming back to town, I knew I would be getting on my knees again and showing him more of my wife.
Dressing up like a girl for him came out of left field, but started to become more compelling the more I thought about it.
When my wife was out, a few times beforehand, I’d get fully dressed up, imaging him seeing me like that, in such a surrendering of my manhood way, and hoping he’d find me kind of passable, like a semi-sexy girl. Like I knew it was my wife’s photos and my sucking that were getting him hard, but I really was glad when he said, “I fucking love it, you make a great fucking girl.”
Anyway, with things still fairly shut-down & no plans for the guy returning, it’s not been something I’ve been thinking of doing again anytime soon.
It’s been a while now since we met, so there’s time where I’m hardly thinking about it and times where it mentally comes roaring back, where I’m jerking off remembering.
I think my wife’s zoom calls (not always knowing who she’s talking to, and sometimes kind of late or taking precedent) + having to see girls who know way more than me about my wife’s slutty weekend…that has me back in a period of thinking about it again.
Like right now, I feel in this purgatory stage (kind of like regular life) where we’re both holed up at home, and everything’s kind of wait and see.
If the guy were to suddenly email me and say he’d be in town next weekend, I’m pretty sure I’d be looking at dresses online again today.
But I also do see these as fluke episodes, something that I will move on from, and is totally wrapped up in my relationship with my wife.
So sorry to have rambled so long, or to have hi-jacked the post…just had me thinking and wanting to answer back from another post.
