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sissycindy69 · 17 days ago

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Happily married

I stood in the kitchen doorway and watched from across the room as he slid his hand over my wife's ass. I had met him only once before but knew he had been fucking my wife for several months now. The scene made me excited since almost everyone we knew was there. Family, friends, Co workers. We always threw a party for Halloween it wasn't necessarily a Halloween party as much as a preamble to the holiday season. As I watched this man secretly flirt and touch Kelly, I felt a hand on the small of my back.

"Wondering if she will ever fuck you again?" Tim whispered in my ear. I froze as his hand slid down cupping my ass.

"After dinner you're going to take me somewhere and suck my cock. While all your friends and family listen" he said. His hand massage my ass.

"Look at him wondering around with your wife, think she is introducing him as her lover"Tim continued. Just as my sister walked over to me.

"There you are hiding?" Linda said.

"No not all, have you met Tim?" I said introducing him. Tim stepped out and shook her hand. Tim took Linda arm and led her away talking about the new lights he had installed for us in the dining room. The party continued and me and Kelly exchanged looks a few times but where never together. Other then when we welcomed everyone to our home. I lost track of her for awhile but we did have almost 100 people wondering around. That is until Kelly came up to me and suddenly kissed me. I tasted her lovers cum as she fed it to me.

"Such a good sissy bitch" she whispered in my ear. If I had not been wearing the special panties with a built in gaffe. The whole room would of know I had an erection. Well not the whole room. Kelly did cuckold me because I was too small to please her. But she also liked me to always wear very tight pants. To show off my sexy bubble butt.

"Do you know how many in this room know you like to suck dick?" She asked me. I didn't not really I knew a few. But knew she had told more. Just then my phone vibrated. It was Tim. When he called a pic of his cock appeared on my phone. I always worried someone would see. Text read Master bedroom now. I kissed Kelly and made my way upstairs. As I entered Tim stood there naked. He pointed to the floor and I dropped to my knees. He approached his cock swinging between his legs.

"Make it hard" he ordered I instantly started to kiss and lick his cock. For the past 2 months I had sucked his cock at least a dozen times.

Kelly had hired him to seduce me. At least that's what she always told me. That fact he was an electrician was a bonus. He grew hard in my mouth.

"I know Kelly already gave you your oral dose of cum, so this one is going in your ass" Tim told me. I was so nervous someone would hear him he wasn't trying to be quiet. He pulled me to my feet. I quickly disrobed. And stood before him in a pink thong and a corset. With stockings. He laid me on the bed. I spread my legs. As he applied lube. He then pushed his hard cock in my ass. I let out a moan as he did. He put my legs on his shoulders as he fucked me.

"You love this don't you, you are such a little faggot." Tim told me. Tim was gay sure but he had never taken anything up his ass he swore. Well besides my tounge a few times. He had sucked some cock. But preferred to fuck little sissy bitches as he put it. He was a machine sawing my ass with his thick 8 inch cock. I was trying to be quiet but the more I tried the harder and faster Tim fucked me. He finally stiffened and filled my ass with his cum.

"Why don't you put on something alittle sexier" Tim went to my closet he pulled out a clean pink lace thong with matching bra. He then handed me a pair of woman's slacks with a zipper on the side. He allowed me to keep on my dark colored shirt to hide the bright colored bra. Tim led me back to the party. Kelly saw us.

"Don't you look hot" Kelly giggled her hand ran across my ass. Tim pulled me to a corner he unzipped my pants and slid his hand into my pants rubbing my hard dick.

"Tim I am going to " I said resting my head on his shoulder. Tim stopped leaving me wanting, he pushed his fingers in my mouth so I could taste my precum. I opened my eyes to see. My neighbor. Kathy walking in the room. She was a bit startled by what she saw prehaps more embarrassed. Tim smiled at me, he loved to expose me. I wanted to chase after her, try and explain. But my pants where still unzipped and Tim still held me.

"Let her run off and tell kelly" Tim told me. I so wanted to cum. "Kelly and I think you shouldn't cum anymore" Tim told me. We had discussed this before. Kelly had wanted to lock me in chastity. Tim had convinced her he could use humiliation to a much more satisfactory effect.

"Tim please"

"Why don't you call me sir" he said. My pants had settled down a bit more.

"Sir may I cum please" I begged.

"You want me to what bend you over right here in this room and fuck you right now?" Tim asked. I didn't he knew that. He grabbed, my thong and yanked it up so my whale tail would show. Then let me fix my pants but not my panties.

"Go ask your wife if it would be okay if you spent the night with me in the guest room. " Tim said. I nodded and went to find Kelly. I found Kathy quietly talking with Kelly. Kelly motioned me over.

"Paulie is a sissy cuckold" Kelly explained. She saw a flash of pink and to emphasize this pulled on my exposed panties. Kathy seemed stunned by all this. Kathy left in a hurry dragging her husband out the front door.

"Kelly would it be alright if Tim spent the night?" I asked.

"Still haven't had enough , I know he already fucked you earlier" Kelly said as if wanting me to plead my case.

"Yes, Kelly" I said.

"You have become a total faggot, you know that?" I couldn't look at her. "Yes you can have a sleep over" Kelly told me. "You better do everything he asks of you" the party was just about broken up. Only our closest friends remained. Kelly was actually sitting on her lovers lap. Leaving no doubt about who she was with. Tim wrapped his arms around me from behind. Although everyone knew I found it very embarrassing.

"Paul, does Tim have a big cock?" Nina Kelly's best friend laughed at my discomfort. I didn't answer. But Tim took it as a sign to push me. He unzipped my pants again this time letting them fall around my ankles.

"Paul, please. Sorry he has become such a faggot he can't control himself around men" Kelly said in a fake state of shock. To alot of laughter. Although I was so horny my slight erection vanished. My bulge easily held in the tiny thong.

"Look how smooth he keeps his legs" Diane said actually reaching out and running her hand up my leg

"Don't get me started he spends more time in the bathroom trying to look pretty then I do" Kelly responded.

"Please sir" I begged wanting out of the room.

"Strip, down to just your lingerie. Then you can go upstairs and wait for me" he told me. I hesitated so Tim started to take off my shirt. Exposing the my bra I stood in just lingerie in front of our friends. Tim smacked my ass and I ran upstairs.

"What no kiss goodnight?" Kelly called out. I ran back kissed her quick before running out again. All to a great round of laughter. I fell on the bed crying. Tim entered a moment later.

"Enough of that" Tim pulled me up to my feet he stripped me naked. Then had me watch as he undressed.

"Do you still want to cum" Tim asked.

"No, sir" I wimpered.

"Good. Now see if you can get me hard again" he said. I sucked his cock hard, Tim had me get on my hands and knees. His cock slid in easy having been on there only about 90 minutes earlier. I didn't even try and be quiet as Tim fucked me in-between smacks to my ass.

"OH thank you,sir" I moaned. Just as Kelly walked in. Tim never stopped.

"OH my" Kelly said as she watched me get plowed, she had seen me suck a cock but never get fucked before.

"You where making so much noise" Kelly explained before she turned to leave with a smile. The embarrassment kept me soft thru it all. After Tim had pumped his seed deep in my bowels. He had me put on fresh bright pink lingerie. Stockings, garter, a thong , and bra, he added a pink collar to my neck. Before cuddling with me to we fell asleep.

Kelly woke me,

"Do you still like pussy?" She asked as she lowered herself to my mouth. Cum flowed out of her as I licked her clean. I was amazed how much there was.

"Yeah, your tounge has always been magic" she moaned. This woke Tim. He rolled to us. Kelly moaned louder. I couldn't see what they where doing but Tim was sitting up. Kelly shifted having me lick her asshole. Before she got up. I saw Tim kiss her breast one last time. Kelly left Tim pushed up my bra and kissed and sucked my nipples. I moaned. My penis leaking in my panties. Tim felt me throbbing and stoped rolled over and went back to sleep. I was in agony. But knew better then to masterbate.

I woke up late. And made my way down stairs. I found Mike shirtless making breakfast. Kelly and Tim where sitting at the table. I came in and sat down. Mike put a plate in front of me. With grapefruit And a protein shake. This was part of my very strick diet. He patted my head.

"Eat up" he said condescending

"Paul, did your new robe not fit" Kelly asked. She was talking about the silk robe she had bought me that said sissy on the back.

"It is a little short" I commented.

"Stand up" Tim ordered I did as told. He pulled off my sweat pants and tee shirt I had put on. "Well then you can just wear your underwear then" Tim told me. Mike walked up behind Kelly and slid his hand down the front of her shirt. Exposing her breast as he did.

"Why do you tease him so" Kelly laughed. KissingMike. After breakfast both Mike and Tim had to go. Leaving me and Kelly alone. I cleaned up.

"Tim wants you to come out fully. You know" Kelly commented.

"Stop wearing men's things, stop pretending" Kelly added. We had discussed this before she knew I wasn't truly gay, I was submissive to almost everyone. Although I was terrified when Tim exposed me. I found it exhilarating. Kelly pulled on the ring attached to my collar.i had forgotten I still wore it.

"This is new" Kelly smiled. I blushed.

"Mike gave me jewelry" Kelly bent a little showing me she wore no panties and had a jeweled plug in her ass.

"Get dressed we can get our nails done" Kelly told me

"I should get to work today" I commented.

"Your the boss, assign someone" she said flashing me her ass. I ran after her. We showered together. Washing each other. I got an erection but Kelly ignored it. Kelly picked out a dress for me to wear. She sat me down and adjusted a wig on my head and did my make up. All while she was naked.

"No panties" she said lifting my dress. She did slip breast forms in my bra . "I know what you need" she produced a matching plug, bent over and let her insert it. She drove, I can't drive wear heels. She took my hand and led me into the salon. We had done this before. But I was still nervous. We sat and had a mani/pedi. And gossip with the girls.

"Paula here has the quietest guy, I hear he has a big one too" Kelly giggled. The girls looked at me to confirm. I just turned red and loomed away.

"OH that confirms it" one of the girls laughed. Kelly lifted my dress. The girls laughed historically. After that they decided I need fake nails as long as they could make them along with bright colors and pretty designs. They drew a penis on each big toe nail.

"You know, I am never going to let you go back to being a man. you belong to men now" Kelly told me. Her hand slid under my dress at a stop light. She rubbed my soft penis.

"You don't even get hard for me anymore" she told me. "Any man I choose for you" Kelly told me. She drove me home.

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sissycindy69 · 17 days ago

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Life of a girl

"That's it baby, go slow" Kelly whispered in my ear as she held my friend, Dave's cock. As I sucked it.

"A little more it's okay if you gag" she continued. I did just that pulling back.

"Try again" she cooed her hand softly rubbing my erection thru her satin panties I wore.

"You're going to swallow his seed for me aren't you?" Kelly said as I tried again to take Dave's cock again.

"His balls are so big, why don't you kiss his balls for him" Kelly said I let his cock slip from my mouth and kissed his balls. Then licked them softly taking each one in turn into my mouth then returned to his cock.

"You love his big hairy cum filled balls don't you" Kelly laughed. Dave said he hasn't had sex in months, so I bet he is going to drown you in cum" Kelly was teasing just as his cock twitched and my mouth filled his his cum. Gagging me. I couldn't swallow as he unleashed another and another spurt. Cum ran down my neck. As he thrust into my mouth. Adding even more seman. I swallowed the last spurt it came slower. Kelly went to rub me again as a reward for doing a good job.

"OH my god, you came in your panties" she exclaimed. With a giggle.

"Lick him clean" Kelly told me. As I continued to suck Dave's softening dick. Dave pulled away after I had licked his balls clean. Dave pulled Kelly to his lap and tore her buttons off her blouse. Within seconds she was top less as Dave sucked on her breasts. I watched as Dave tore her yoga pants and Kelly reached in the hole moving her panties aside straddling him. His big cock easily slid into her obviously wet pussy. This had not been part of the game but I sat and watched as Kelly rode his cock. This was not making love, but pure animal lust. Dave picked her up and flipped her over almont brutally taking her from behind. I couldn't do anything but watch as cum dried on my face. My wife cried out in her first orgasm. This just spurred Dave on. Kelly quickly came again almost as if the first orgasm had not even stopped. Dave pulled out and came all over her torn yoga pants. They both collapsed trying to catch their breaths. Dave recovered first he grabbed his boxers. I was still on my knees. He rubbed my head like I was a child and proceeded to gather his clothes and head for the bathroom.

Kelly sat up and looked at me.

"I know we didnt talk about me fucking Dave. But i got so wet watching you and i think someone got excited watching me get fucked" she laughed reaching down she rubbed my new found erection.

"Maybe next time you can beg Dave to fuck your tight virgin ass" Kelly laughed smacking my ass as we stood up.

"Absolutely" Dave said as he reappeared. He grabbed my ass.

"You would have to shave it though I don't like no hairy ass" he laughed. Dave kissed Kelly on the cheek and left. Still hard I went to get cleaned up. As Kelly laughed. I fought the urge to masterbate in the shower. When I got out Kelly had put a pair of her panties on top of my dresser. I slid them on then got dressed. I found Kelly she had changed from her torn clothes and was washing the dished. She kissed me grabbing my crotch.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked. I nodded. She walked over and sat down.

"I know we, well I am not" I tried.

"Shh, it's okay. Come sit" Kelly told me. Kelly gently took my hands in hers. "I love you, no matter what. Do you understand if that means you prefer men over me, we will adapt. Nothing will take you away from me."

"No Kelly I want you, I love you" I told her.

"I know, but you enjoyed Dave didn't you?" Kelly teased alittle.

"It's alright I don't mind sharing" Kelly continued with a smile. I had to adjust myself as I got an erection just talking about it. Kelly just smiled.

"Maybe I should shave your ass" she laughed getting up.

"Finish the dishes" she said in a firm voice. "I think you should take a more submissive role around here after today"

"I lowered my eyes and did as she said. As I washed the dishes. Kelly came up behind me. She pulled my pants down and had me spread my legs. She ran her fingers over my asshole. Teasing me.

"Yes I think you will take a much more submissive role in alot of things around here" she laughed as my dick bobbed in the air. She left me there doing the dishes with my pants around my ankles.

That evening Kelly had me bent over the bathroom sink as she shaved my ass. As she did she worked a finger in.

"I want to see Dave fuck your ass" she moaned. "You want him too, don't you? " Kelly asked as she finger fucked me.

"Yes" I moaned. Kelly led me back to the bedroom where she pushed me on the bed. She climbed on top of me lowering herself to my face. I licked and sucked her clit.

"Yes, my lesbian lover" Kelly moaned. She paid no attention to my throbbing cock. Her hands instead rubbed my nipples.

"Would you like to wear a bra to match your panties tomarrow" she moaned. "I could make you if that helps" Kelly continued. Then she pushed down hard almost suffocating me as she came.

She raised up adjusted then lowered herself onto my cock. I came as soon as she sank down on it.

"That was fast" Kelly laughed as she raised herself up. She paused.

"Do you want to clean your mess up?" Kelly asked. I didn't answer I just pulled her back to my face. I couldn't stop myself I ate her like I hadn't eaten in days. Not stopping till I was sure I had gotten all of my cum.

"You will definitely be doing that more often" Kelly told me as she laid down next to me.

Kelly continued to feed my submissive fetish. Often having me where panties as well as experimenting with bras ,stockings, even a dress. As well as expanding anal play. First with just her finger. Then adding a toy. She also made sure I ate my cum usually from her pussy, but also giving me a cum filled kiss after sucking my dick. The more we experimented the more she help me explore. She even shaved my legs. We had not invited Dave back although he had bought it up a few times. Letting us know he was very interested in continuing. One night Kelly came In as I was getting ready for bed. I wore one of her satin nightgowns.

"Lie down" Kelly smiled. I did as she said laying down in the center of the bed. Kelly pulled straps up she had already attached to the bed frame. I was a bit worried as she bound my hands and feet.

"Just relax" Kelly told me. "You look so pretty today" Kelly told me. She rubbed my quickly hardening cock thru the pink satin panties I wore.

"I got a surprise for you" Kelly said as she slowly stripped. As she dropped her skirt she had a huge bulge in her panties. She quickly let it free. She stroked a large black dildo sticking out from her groin.

"I am going to fuck my little slutty husband" she told me. She pulled the straps and forced my legs further apart.

"I know you been hesitant about Dave, so I think you like if Kelly took you" Kelly said as she grabbed my dick.

"Please, go slow" I said shaking.

"OH no you don't get to say how I fuck you. You are mine" Kelly laughed.

She rubbed lube on my ass. Then pushed a syringe of lube into my ass.

"I should make you suck my cock first but I don't want to wait." Kelly told me. She pushed her finger into my ass. She didn't spend much time loosening me up. Instead she pushed her toy against my ass.

"OH it's to big" I wimpered.

"It always hurts when a girl losses her virginity" Kelly told me. "After today that's what you will be my girl" she told me as she worked "her cock in" I could barely move I just laid there and expected my place. She fucked me with an unbelievable pace. As she did the pain and discomfort changed to a more enjoyable sensation. Then all of a sudden I felt an odd sensation. And felt cum leaking rather then shooting from my cock. Kelly noticed and drove her cock in even further as my body shook.

"OH you are a girl, you came in your panties just like a girl."Kelly laughed as she removed her cock from my ass. Kelly untied me.

"You should apologize" Kelly told me. "You should of told me you where a girl before we got married" Kelly informed me.

"I didn't know" I said in a state of confusion

"Well I can forgive you, but punishment must be given" Kelly told me

"What do you mean?" I said a bit worried

"Well I could spank you, would you let me spank you?" Kelly asked obviously holding back some excitement.

"You want to spank me" I asked

"Very much so" Kelly said. She picked up a leather paddle. She patted her lap. She still wore her cock. As I laid across her lap.

"Now confess that you are a pretty girl" Kelly told me. Before I could answer she smacked my ass. I let a little squeak unintentionally.

Kelly smacked me 7 or 8 more times.

"I am sorry I didn't tell you I was a girl" I wimpered.

"That's a good girl" Kelly said she held me.

"Since you don't want to share Dave, I am going to take him as a male lover. But don't worry sweety you will always be my girl." Kelly said.i just nodded as I cried into her shoulder. Knowing I would never have her again.

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sissycindy69 · 17 days ago

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FIRST TIME RIDE

I looked over at my wife Jen. As this man pulled down my pretty pink panties. I was rock hard but he ignored it. I looked back down at him as I trembled. My penis trobbing didn't even look bigger then one of his fingers. His hands slid up the back of my smooth legs and cupped my ass. He looked up at me.

'Tell me you want this" he said in a deep but soft voice. I looked again at Jen. His friend had pulled her into her lap. Her dress open and his fingers massaging her clit. I looked back at this man as his hands roamed over my ass and thighs.

"Yes" I whispered. He sat back exposing his huge cock. Jen had been fucking my ass for months with her strapon. But this was even bigger then that. I positioned myself straddled over him and slowly lowered myself. He held his cock against my hole. I slowly eased myself onto hos cock. But suddenly my ass opened allowing the first three inches to suck inside, i gasped andI looked over to see Jen fully naked riding the other man's cock cowgirl style. Jen looked at me slowing she matched my pace. We watched each other as I worked more and more of this man's Hugh cock into my ass. He reached up and slid his hands under my satin camisole and teased my nipples. I lost focus on Jen and started to hide him. I was lost in extasy a mix of pain and pleasure. Pride and humiliation. Desire and disgust all ran thru me . As I fucked him. I needed him. I collapsed against his chest. He rolled me over and took control my legs on his shoulders as he rammed his cock deep into my bowels. I was his. As he pulled out I felt empty. He got off me his weight gone I somehow felt cold and alone. I looked over and saw Jen was gone the man she had been fucking just laid there. I wondered I'd she had enjoyed him as much as I had enjoyed his friend. I felt coolness on my stomach and realized I had cum on myself. I felt very ashamed suddenly and tried to cover myself. I got up my ass. Sore and his cum running down my leg I ran to the bathroom. To find it had no door. I sat on the toilet and pushed his cum out. Then got in the dirty shower. As i closed my eyes and let the cold water flow over me I was suddenly pushed against the grimy wall.

"Get on your knees cunt" he growled in my ear. As the water was turned off.i dropped without a thought. A thick short black cock was before me and without even looking up I took it in my mouth.

"Yeah bitch suck cock" he told me smacking my head slightly. He was very verbal kept cursing and shoving his cock down my throat making me gag.

"You better fucking swallow faggot" he swore as he pumped his load down my throat. When he was done he just turned the water back on and left. I found a small towel barely able to wrap around my thin waist and tried to find my clothes. Instead found myself in a large bedroom.

"We aren't done with you yet" another black man said pushing me into the room. I saw Jen on the bed. As a large bodybuilder type white guy climbed off of her. She looked exhausted.

"Now faggot its your turn" the black man spun me around and he held me bent over a table as I watched another man climb on top of Jen. He wasted no time in driving his cock into my already stretched ass. It felt even bigger if that was possible. He just pounded away. The man fucking Jen stopped and pulled my hair lifting my head he shoved his cock in my mouth.

"That bitch is passed out cock overdose" he laughed. I tasted Jen and cum onnhos cock as he shoved it down my throat. The guy in my mouth came rather quickly. And left. While the cock in my ass took his time. He smacked my ass. And called me dirty names until he pulled out and came all over my ass. Although sore I rushed to Jen as soon as he let me go.

"Baby did you get enough cock" she said sleeply. Pulling me close to her. We both fell asleep. We didn't wake till the sun punched thru the sheet hung as a curtain over the window.

"We need to go" Jen told me. We managed to find our clothes we didn't talk until we where in the car.

"It was so hot when I saw you take your first cock" Jen smiled. I looked at her she was a mess. Her makeup smeared dried cum in her hair and yet she reached over and rubbed my growing hardon.

"You loved it didn't you?" She teased reaching into the tiny shorts she had made me wear and pulling my panties to the side.

"You are a full fledged sissy now" she told me just holding my throbbing dick. "I bet you suck any guys cock I told you too" she continued. "We can go back next week one of the frat houses is always looking for a few good whores."

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sissycindy69 · 17 days ago

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Sex party

My name is Paul 28 I been married to Kathy 27 for 2 years. We recently moved to the city from a small suburban town. We are what people callstingers. Always have been since we starteddating really at 21. Now Kathy is gorgeous stunning 5' 6" blonde blued eyed. With a killer figure. I am 6' but skinny short brown hair. We hada regular swinger group we participated in before we moved. And wanted to continue that lifestyle here in our new home. So I went online and found what sounded like the perfect group. We applied and got an invite. Ow for those that don't know you don't have to do anything you can just go and watch talk at first no pressure. This is the story of what happened

"I got the directions" I told Kathy. She was a bit nervous a new group and all. She looked amazing though. It was not far but with city traffic took about 30min. It was a beautiful brownstone. We went up and rung the bell. We were greeted by a stunning black woman of about 50.

"Lorraine" she said introducing herself " you must be Paul and Kathy" welcoming us in. She got us drink and introduced us to a few people but let us mingle on our own. Now we both had a fantasy of Kathy having a black man but never had the opportunity. But as we looked around there where more black men then white in the room. Kathy wasted no time her fear gone she eyed one particular good looking black man. Tall, 40ish, very buff. And introduced herself. It didn't take long till she was sitting on his lap.

"This is my husband Paul" Kathy introduced me after I allowed her a few minutes alone with him. "Paul this is Malcolm" I went to shake his hand but instead he pulled Kathy's shirt off of her. I noticed her hand in his lap.

"She says you want to watch as she takes a real cock" Malcolm said. He seemed crude and obnoxious not what we where used to at this sort of thing. But Kathy was excited to see his cock. She asked if there was somewhere more private.

"I can fuck you right here, I not shy like white boy" he told her. Making her stand so he could remove her skirt. She seemed a bit unsure with so many watching but she wasn't shy.

"White boy, you want to take my cock out for your hoe?" Malcolm laughed this got a laugh from a few of the people nearby as well. I just nodded and stepped back.

Kathy on the other hand desperate to see it pulled his pants down he wore no underwear so his huge cock sprang free. We had been here 10 minutes and Kathy already had a cock in her mouth. She became a show others gathering around to watch. I was actually pushed back having to peer in. I saw glances of other people groping Kathy both men and women as she continued to suck this massive cock. It must of been 10 maybe 11 inches long and so fat she could bare fit in hee mouth at all.

"Where is that faggot white boy husband, get him up here to help the bitch" I heard someone call suddenly I was grabbed and pushed forward. Knocked to my knees. I was now scared.

"Look at your wife she loves that black cock" someone said to me.

"Bitch kiss your husband tell him it's okay he looks like he might piss himself" Kathy stopped smiled and kissed me. Then went back to his cock.

"Like taste of cock white boy" Malcolm said another round of laughs. Kathy was no naked thanks to those around her helping her out of her clothes. Not to mention a finger pushed into a hole or two. Malcolm suddenly grabbed her and pulled her to his lap. He impaled her on his cock. Her face said it all. She was in heaven as she started to work his amazing cock into her stretching hole. She had never taken a cock like this before I wasn't sure she even could. Another man stepped up and shoved his cock into her mouth. This wasn't a swinger party this was a damn orge I thought as I looked around suddenly noticing everyone fucking around me. Kathy didn't care taking the second cock like a champ.

"How are enjoying yourself" Lorraine said putting her hand on my shoulder.

"I just well" not sure what to do or how to end this. Would Kathy even leave if I asked? Lorraine hand reached into my pants and stroked me.

"It's okay loom how much she is enjoying this" Lorraine said. I watched Kathy face twist with passion and want. As Lorraine storked me off in my pants.

"Lots of white girls get addicted to the black man" Lorraine whispered in my ear. "Think she be happy with this after tonight" Lorraine continued. I watched as Malcolm pumped his load into Kathy realizing he had not even worn a condom. Lorraine had me close to cumming.

"Doesn't that look delicious" Lorraine said in my ear. Suddenly Lorraine stopped. I turned to see her pushed to her knees and a cock shoved down her throat. Malcolm grabbed me and pushed me down next to Kathy. As the cock in her mouth finished she tried to swallow taking most of it.

"OH baby I never, not like that" Kathy said then looked at me staring at her. Suddenly she kissed me I tasted cock and cum.

"Fuck me fuck me right here right now" Kathy told me. I stood and started to remove my clothes.

"White boy decided he wants to join in" I heard Malcolm say as he came up behind me. He dragged me and Kathy into another room.

"Strip bitch" Malcolm told me. Already half wayt there I quickly finished. He had Kathy get on the table and pushed my head down into her cum filled pussy. Clean that cunt" he said smacking my ass. As he stood behind me I felt his cock pressing against my leg. I tried to lift my head only to be pushed back down. Defeated I started to lick. I had never nor did I want to. I felt Malcolm apply lube to my ass.

"Please dont" I wimpered.

"Shh, it will be okay, his cock is magical you will love it" Kathy said guiding my head back between her legs. Malcolm first used his fingers. It hurt but Kathy held my head telling me to relax. Then he started to push that monster of a cock in my virginhoke. I was being torn in half. But before he even got it all in and the pain I came all over the table. I tried to focus on Kathy as he began the assault on my ass.

tears flowed down my face. Kathy moved leaving me there. And suddenly a cock was pushed in front of me.

"Help me Paul there are too many" Kathy said. Shoving the cock in my mouth. I couldn't move the cock fucked my mouth I just laid there with my mouth open. He pulled out of my mouth and came all over my face. Just as Malcolm let loose in my ass. As he did I felt myself cum again. Malcolm lifted my head

"Bitch you and your wife are the best piece of ass I have ever had" he told me then let me lay there on the table. I opened my eyes to see Kathy getting fucked by another guy she was riding him reverse cowgirl. When I woke up Kathy was trying to help me to the car.

"We got lifetime memberships "Kathy smiled as she drove us home

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sissycindy69 · 17 days ago

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Happily girl

"It's so small" John said surprisingly. I looked up to see he had just opened the door and walked in. I quickly covered myself.

"You don't have to hide, Paul" John smiled. Porn was still playing on the computer screen. I tried to grab the remote to turn it off. Exposing myself again as I did.

"Don't I could use a wank too" John said as he pulled his cock out of hos sweatpants. I was stunned as he sat down next to me. His cock quickly getting hard. It was hard not to notice his cock it was already bigger then me and not even hard yet. John reached over and grabbed my dick. He started to jerk me off with two fingers.

"Well, you never helped a friend out" he asked looking at his cock. I reached over and started to jerk him off as well. I wrapped my hand around his quickly growing cock. John stopped playing with me and changed what was playing on the screen. He removed my shirt. I was nervous I looked at the screen to see gay porn. Not straight gay porn actually submissive gay porn. Where there was obviously a big strong man fucking a smaller man.

He pinched my nipples. I was still stroking him.

"Why don't you taste it?" John asked. I stopped my best friend just asked me to suck his cock? Was he serious his hand slid behind my neck.

"Do you want to kiss me?" He asked pulling me close he kissed me hard forcefully.

"John" I said shaking as he broke off the kiss. He rubbed my erection again.

"It's okay, he told me. I had no idea what he was talking about but I was still stroking his cock. I looked up at the screen to see the buff guy sitting on a chair as the twink rubbed his ass all over his hard cock. I looked back at John who smiled. He picked me up and sat me on his lap. I felt his hard cock between my ass cheeks. I was shocked as he played with my nipples and kissed my neck. He used his feet to remove my pants the rest of the way off.

"John please. I dont" I stuttered. His hand reached under my ass. He cupped and squeezed my ass. I didn't know what to do he was so strong. And I loved how his hard muscular body pressed against me. He continued to kiss and grab me all over. I was so turned on. This went on for over an hour. When night heard my mom's car pull in the garage. I panicked and jumped up. I quickly got dressed and turned off the porn as John laughed at me running around like I had been caught already. He just casually put his pants back on. Then pushed me against the wall of my room as I heard my mom call me. He kissed me his tounge probing my mouth. Mom called again before he let me go. I was still rock hard as I came downstairs to help mom carry in the groceries.

"OH, John will you be staying for dinner" I heard my mother ask.

"Thank you, no got hockey practice" he responded. Then helped me with the groceries before he said goodbye with a wink. I could not get John out of my head all night. I finally went to bed and jerked off thinking about what had happened.

In the morning I didn't give it a second thought until John called.

"Hey, baby" he said. I blushed and tried to hide the phone like my mom would be able to hear him. "Why don't you come over and hang out. We could play again" he said teasingly.

"John, I don't think. I mean not really into that sort of thing" I told him.

"You played with yourself without me!" He sounded disappointed.

"No, it's just" I started

"You liked it didn't you, maybe so much it scared you" he stated. I was hard in my pants. He was right. "Come over now" he said firmly. I hung up. But then thought I shouldn't have done that. I grabbed my coat and ran over to his house before he could call back. I didn't knock. We never knocked at each other's houses. I just came in and went straight to his room. I opened the door he was naked laying on his bed. His legs spread slightly his cock hard laying on his stomach. He motioned for me to join him. I walked towards him.

"Clothes" was all he said. I don't know why but I stripped and crawled next to him in bed. He pulled the blanket over both of us. And pulled me close kissing me. His cock throbbing against mine. His hands grabbed my ass. His fingers spread my cheeks and rubbed my asshole. I couldn't resist a moan escaping my lips. I thought about sucking his cock. Could I do that? He wasted no time lobbing a finger he probed my asshole. He was tender and gentle as he moved me without words. Soon I was on my stomach my ass in the air as he was above me, his fingers moving in and out as he added more lube. I felt him remove his fingers and push his cock against my asshole. He was going to fuck me and I wanted him to I thought. He pushed his cock in it hurt at first but John held me tenderly as he waited. Then pushed a little and a little more. It wasn't Long till I felt his balls hitting mine. I just closed my eyes and let him have me. I moaned and pushed back to meet is increasing thrust. I felt John tense and he pumped his seed into my ass. He kissed my back as he pulled out. I felt empty as he climbed off of me. He squeezed my ass as he did.

"I knew you love it" John told me. I was still horny as I laid there with his cum leaking out of my ass. John went to use the bathroom. I watched as his cock swung between his legs as he walked around. I knew then I wanted him to fuck me again soon.

"Want more?" John asked as he caught me staring at him. I didn't answer. I felt flush knowing I did.

"Want to taste it?" John asked. I wasn't sure but sat up and took it in my mouth. I didn't know what to do. He helped by telling me what he liked me to do. Lick his cock and balls. Suck the head as I ran my tounge across it. The texture was very strange. The taste salty like sweat. He slowly got hard again. I added a hand stroking him as I licked and sucked him.

"You are going to enjoy doing this alot" John told me. I was wondering if he would return the favor. Suck my dick next.

John hands grabbed my head. And held me as he started to fuck my face. He got more forceful as he became more excited. Soon I tasted him the precum across my tounge. Then soon he came again filling g my mouth I gagged and choked on it cum even coming out my nose.

"That was amazing" John told me. I felt proud as I tried to clean myself up. After that John started to fuck me everyday. Other then teasing me alittle he didn't try and please me. Instead having me suck his cock or fuck my ass. He started to treat me like his girlfriend. First he sent me flowers. I was totally embarrassed telling my mom it was a joke between John and me. When they arrived. John would try and hold my hand in public but I pulled away. He started calling me baby and sweetheart. Although all of this scared me, I loved it as well.

"Those are cute" John said one day pushing close to me as he pointed out the lingerie in the Victoria Secret window. I blushed.

"You don't mean you want me to wear?" I said stunned pulling away from him. He grabbed my hand and pushed me against the wall.

"You don't have to hide" he whispered in my ear. Then kissed my ear nibbling on it a bit. He took me by the hand and led me into Victoria Secret still holding my hand. We practically ran into asaleswoman.

"He doesnt know his size. But we like the pink set in the window" John told her. She smiled.

"Come with me" she said leading me behind a curtain.

"My name is Gina, I need you to remove your shirt." I did as she asked. She used a tape measure to measure my chest. Then asked what my waist size was.

"This may be a little strange. But are you large?" Gina asked. I looked at herconfessed. "Some panties are small and you might not fit in them" she tried to explain.

"OH, no I guess I am small" I blushed.

"That's okay sweety. Let's get you something to try on. I am sure your boyfriend will love." She told me I never thought of John as my boyfriend but that was what he was. She retrieved not only the set John had pointed to in the window. But several other pairs of panties. I tried several styles. John spent several hundred dollars before we checked out. I wore a little yellow thong under my jeans as we left. I held John's hand as we walked thru the mall. We got several odd looks. I even recognized a few people. I started wearing lingerie whenever I met up with John.

It was impossible to hide that John and I were a couple. He asked me to do things for him. At first I thought I couldn't but slowly became his girlieboi. He had me shave not only my legs but all my body hair. Pierce my ears, he had me wear jewelry obviously made for woman small gentle things. I started wearing perfume. And letting my hair grow. My mom encouraged me.

"I never seen you as happy as you are with John" she told me. She helped me learn how to pluck my eyebrows. And a bit of makeup. Nothing heavy just a bit to soften my features. I didn't want to be a girl. I just wanted to be pretty for John.

It had been months, since John and I had started dating. I had gotten very good and sucking his cock. John had made it clear that he had no interest to pleasing me. I was there to please him. Although he had me cum while he fucked me on occasion. I often only found release by masterbating. And never in front of John.

John and I eventually got a small apartment together. We lived as husband and wife. I often wore woman's clothes. Not being a complete crossdresser as much as being a very femine man. One night we had a few friends over. I found John flirting with a woman he worked with. I became very jealous but did nothing. As the night died down I saw them sneak off together. When they returned they where obviously out of sort. I suspected they had had sex.

Only after everyone had left did I say something to John.

"Did you and Laura" I started

"Have sex?" John finished my sentence then answered it "Yes, she is a very beautiful woman after all" he told me. I was shocked.

"Don't worry my angel, sometimes I just need some pussy" he told me. "You know what I mean he laughed. Knowing I had only ever been with him. "Would you like to taste pussy, you can lick her off my cock" he said pulling his dick out. He pushed me to my knees. Shoving his cock down my throat.

"You are going to never question me again about who I choose to he with" John told me. John enforced his control over me. Punishing me if I even questioned anything he said after that night. I became more of his thing then his love. One night he even had me suck off one of his friends as they played video games together.

"Hope you liked that, because you're now my little whore, I can have you please whoever I wish" John told me. I knew I would never refuse him.

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sissycindy69 · 17 days ago

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The Country Barn

It was Saturday and, as arranged the previous week, I set out to visit Katie again. I had chosen lingerie to wear under my outer clothes and as I sat down in the driver’s seat, I could feel my rear suspenders stretch along the sides of my buttocks, covered by my lacy, powder blue knickers, but still visible through the flimsy nylon material. The knickers were part of a set, so my bra and garter belt matched perfectly, and I had found a pair of light blue stockings after a lot of online searching. My bra was flattened as much as possible, but I had detected the two bumps under my shirt when I checked in the mirror. However, I was not planning to be close to anyone until I got to Katie’s. I had packed a bag with a selection of other lingerie and outerwear and also a toy or two in case we found a use for them.

My journey was supposed to be uninterrupted but out of nowhere a police car appeared behind me, lights flashing. I knew that I hadn’t been speeding, so obediently drew to the shoulder of the road, rolled my window down and waited. The officer came up to the window and greeted me with a friendly ‘Good morning’. Did I know that one of my brake lights was not working? I did not. The officer asked for my licence and insurance as was routine, and did not comment as I showed the rental vehicle papers and handed him my overseas driving licence. As he was checking these, I saw his eyes giving my shirtfront more than a passing glance and saw him looking at my thighs. I glanced down and showing clearly through the taught material of my trousers were the bumps of my front suspenders. I felt my face flush with embarrassment, but he calmly went on to tell me to get the light fixed as soon as possible and preferably today. Then he sauntered back to his patrol car. I knew he had seen that I was wearing feminine underthings, but, of course, it was of no concern to him. Relieved, I drove on.

I parked a little way from Katie’s place, took my bag and walked to her door, but before I could knock, the door opened and there stood Katie, welcoming me effusively. She looked stunning, dressed in a long, peach coloured dress that flowed and swirled as she moved. Her simple make-up, well coiffed wig and costume jewellery completed her appearance and as I followed her into the house my attention was drawn to the old-fashioned seams of her nude stockings and black high heels. I could never compete with that, but then, unlike Katie, I had never truly attempted to pass as a female in public, other than our visit to the country pub beer garden last weekend, still being very much in the closet.

No sooner had I sat down at the kitchen table, expecting that we would spend the next hour or two in the house, than Katie announced that I should get changed and be ready to go out shopping with her. Shopping! Oh my goodness, I wasn’t ready for that. I wanted to protest, but Katie hurried me into the back room and added that, when ready, she would be teaching me a little about make-up before we left. Obediently and a little stunned I opened my bag and took off my outer clothes. I stuffed some socks in my flattened bra to give me the 38C look, not too exaggerated and reasonably natural for my build. Catching sight of myself in the long mirror behind the door, I actually thought I looked not too bad in my choice of lingerie, though my stockings needed pulling up my thighs as usual after driving. I considered what Katie was dressed in and decided to wear a full slip, beautifully lacy along the bodice and along the hem. Over this I chose a long sleeved, ruffled white blouse which was opaque enough to be decent but was still filmy enough to more than hint at the lace underneath and looked very feminine rather than business like. I matched it with a just below the knee, fairly full medium grey skirt of material light enough to have a similar swirling motion when walking. I had my short Arctic blond, blue streaked wig (my Amanda Jane wig), the same old black low heels that I could walk normally in and a rather striking necklace that I had found in a charity shop. I took my white rimmed dark glasses (my ‘security blanket’) with me back to the kitchen and performed a little runway turn for Katie.

She had a box of make-up items on the table and I was instructed to sit down. Having no make-up skills, it was quite interesting to sit and be made up by Katie, whose look of concentration suggested this process was quite challenging. She told me she was just keeping it simple but that it would make a difference. When she stood back and handed me a mirror, I was very hesitant to look but when I did I had to agree that it did make a difference. Nothing, in my opinion, could possibly mask my masculine features, but I had to admit that what she had done took the edge off without making me look ridiculous. I was impressed.

So, we were ready to go. Still rather uncertain about actually stepping outside, I retrieved my bag and stepped through the front door trying to appear confident and sliding into the passenger seat of Katie’s car as if I wore a skirt every day. Katie drove off, heading, she told me, to a suburban mall in which there was a lingerie shop which she had found to be transgender friendly. Arriving, we drew up to the curb in front of a shop window chock full with a colourful display of underthings, the kind of window display at which I would find it hard not to stop and stare, pulse rate elevating as I did so. Still thinking of the venture as a potential “ordeal”, I got out and aimed straight at the door, Katie taking her time behind me. Once inside, the display of racks and shelves was such that I was left gaping – well, not literally open-mouthed, but it felt like it. A middle aged lady was approaching and Katie, whom I think was recognized from previous visits, responded to her offer of assistance by saying that she had come to find some sexy lingerie for her friend. I know that I blushed, taken aback by this bold statement that caused the lady to look at me. Her look was kindly, not critical, and I reasoned that she would not be assisting in the shop if not accustomed and perhaps even sympathetic to cross dressers such as ourselves.

Katie was moving purposefully down the aisle with the assistant, so I followed. They stopped by a display of sets of bras, panties and garter belts, colourful, lacy but practical, unlike the flimsy garments typically sold in a XXX store. Katie whisked a set off the rack and held it up high in front of me, asking what colours I liked best. I actually prefer pastel colours rather than the bright red and black of ‘dress-up’ lingerie, though royal blue, yellow and green would also be on my list. I told Katie this, probably in too soft a voice, betraying my discomfort. That, Katie was determined to change and she reached for a rack of full size frilly French knickers, picking a shocking pink pair. Taking the waistband in both hands, she proceeded to hold them against my hips, announcing that they would suit me well. Gathering that she was trying to ‘break the ice’ and help me be less nervous, I cooperated by taking the knickers from her, holding them up against me and giving a little wiggle. Both Katie and the lady assistant laughed and from that point we had great fun, joshing and overacting as we explored the shop together.

Agreeing with Katie’s assessment and holding the pink knickers as my first potential purchase, we moved on and sorted through a collection of full length and half slips of a variety not found in the big box stores which seem to cater only to white, black and beige preferring customers. We both found treasures there, I selecting both a long, pale grey, white lace trimmed slip and a very short pink slip that would fit under my short skirts. And so the collection I carried over our arms grew.

Just when I thought we were on the way to the front desk to purchase our finds, Katie commented to our assistant, far too loudly, that we needed to look at the selection of crotch less panties, further drawing attention by declaring that we could put them to good use later today. I’m sure I turned crimson, but Katie clearly thought it highly amusing. There were indeed several designs of crotch less undies, ranging from thongs to full panties with convenient parts missing. These I thought far more erotic than the tiny one’s which left everything on display, and I picked a white pair with lace trim around both a rear and front window, the latter positioned so that one could be tucked or protruding with just a little shift. Katie then headed off to find us crotch less pantyhose to complete the ensemble. At last we got to the front desk where our lady assistant, I think with me in mind, took us to one end of the counter, a little away from other curious customers. Unlike some stores I have been in, she proceeded to quietly bag our separate purchases without holding them up high and making a great ceremony of removing hangers and tags.

At last we were back in the car and heading out into the country. Katie, both amused and concerned about my discomfort in the store, reached over and gave my crotch a reassuring squeeze to which I immediately stirred in reaction. Now, she told me, we were off to meet Glenda at a place she had found where in a small copse there was an old abandoned barn which would make a great place for a photo shoot. Who was Glenda, I asked, thinking that Katie had perhaps arranged a threesome. No, not so, Glenda was apparently a photographer who had photographed Katie as a cross dresser before and does so purely out of professional interest, staying behind the camera, detached from what she is photographing. OK I said, thinking that this would certainly be a new experience for me.

We found Glenda already waiting at the appointed meeting place. She greeted Katie with a kiss and a hug and, to my surprise, greeted me with a hug too. She was an attractive, middle aged woman with a twinkle in her eye. She gave the impression that nothing would shock her. She was dressed in a “sensible” just-below-the-knee grey skirt and wore a cameraman vest, loaded with pockets, over an army type shirt, not attractive in itself but doing nothing to disguise a very ample bosom beneath. As we walked along a narrow path through the woods, carrying various bags, she explained the plan. She would be taking photos and videos of us doing whatever we wanted to. She laughingly said she thought she had seen pretty well every thing. Copies would be sent to us, but she was going to use a selection of the originals to add to a photo essay or book on cross dressers and cross dressing that she was planning to publish online. She assured us that if her selection of photos included clear facials, she would crop or blur such that our identity was protected. So, instead of posing for our own cameras fastened to the car, as we had done last weekend, we were to do whatever we felt like doing and ignore her even though she would be poking her camera all over the place.

After only a short walk we arrived in a small clearing in which stood a dilapidated barn. It had a solid concrete floor and was not in a dangerous condition, but the roof was seriously damaged and light poured in through numerous gaps. The once imposing big doors were gaping and sagging, but the building was nonetheless very photogenic, its former, almost ground level glass windows now empty rectangles, and bushes and young trees now endeavouring to clothe the whole structure with greenery.

We left our bags on an old but sturdy picnic table that someone had more recently placed by the big doors and Katie and I briefly explored the building. We found a broad, low window sill in the sun but dappled by the bushes growing beside it, and both sat down, legs astride the sill which was about equal height from floor and ground, so that we could lean back and enjoy the quietness and the freedom of not being concerned about the next vehicle that might come along. Before long I saw Glenda coming towards us and waited until she was hovering nearby, camera at the ready. I reached forward and placed my hand on Katie’s stockinged knee, then slowly moved my hand up her leg, pushing her skirt with It, until it found her crotch, loosely enclosed by her panties. My fingers found the cylindrical shape of her cock and I squeezed it and moved my hand in lazy circles across it and the rounded shapes of her testicles beneath. I felt an almost immediate response, Katie giving a groan and almost involuntarily opening her legs and pushing herself forwards a little to give me more room. I heard the click of Glenda’s camera shutter but I found no difficulty in ignoring it. When I felt Katie hard and tightly bulging the front of her panties, I slipped my hand under their edge and pulled out her swelling cock. I always become absorbed watching a cock become harder until fully engorged, so focussed on moving my hand rhythmically up and down her shaft until her cock remained upstanding without the support of my hand. At that point I swung forward and lowered my head to enclose the head of that erect staff between my lips. It felt and tasted so good. Salivating, I very slowly went down, accommodating her length little by little until my lips were pressed against her pubic area. Then, breathing heavily through my nose, I drew slowly up Katie’s shaft until only its tip was in my mouth. My tongue then flipped around the juicy bulb, working particularly on the underside. Katie made it obvious she was enjoying this slow fellatios and was pushing her hips towards me, willing me to start down again. Glenda, I noticed, was closing in from the side and I think was in video mode. I gave Katie a few more minutes of pleasure and then, because neither of us would have wanted her come at this early stage, I lifted my head and smiling with a mouth wet with saliva, asked what she would like next. It was no surprise to me that she told me to turn around on the window sill and bend over, raising my bum high. I felt my skirt and long slip being lifted and then a hand slide under my crotch and seek my balls through the silky material of my powder blue knickers. Finding them, the hand slipped under the lacy edge and started earnestly fondling my jewels. As had Katie, I responded almost immediately, my cock rapidly enlarging in girth and length until it was straining to find a way out. It need not have tried, for Katie, taking me by surprise, suddenly pulled my knickers down to my knees and slapped my exposed cheek hard with the flat of her hand. It stung but then she slapped the other cheek and both stung. I hadn’t known of her interest in spanking and now received several more resounding slaps that left my whole bum hot and very likely reddened in the view of both Katie and Glenda, who was somewhere behind me, clicking away. With no time to protest, I felt the nozzle of a tube of lubricant nudged into my asshole and seconds later the swollen tip of Katie’s cock pushing firmly at the entrance. I pushed down my muscles to open for her and with almost no resistance she slid inside. I revelled in the feeling of being entered but Katie was in no mood to wait. She thrust until she was as tight against me as possible and then began to pump my ass. The sound of her slapping against my cheeks echoed in the empty barn and I just knew that Glenda would be capturing this assault on video. Katie didn’t let up, increasing her pace until I was hanging on tightly to the window sill to keep my balance. She wasn’t being rough but it was not a gentle buggering either. At last I felt a hesitation in her rhythm and with a final heavy thrust Katie spurted deep within my ass, going on for longer than I could believe and filling my back passage with more than plenty of her warm cum. Finally, her breathing settling, Katie slowly withdrew her cock, pulling with It, I was sure, a sizeable dribble of her cum. As her glans slipped through my anal sphincter, I heard a loud, spluttering fart, made worse by the echoing interior of the barn. Oh my God, how terribly embarrassing. Glancing round I saw Glenda still filming and both of them trying to stifle a giggle. I wanted to disappear into a deep hole in the ground, but Glenda demanded “cream pie” from behind her camera and I obligingly bent over again and disgorged as much of Katie’s cum as I could , feeling a stream running down my balls before dripping on to the sill below. I tried to apologize for farting so obviously but it was far too late, since both Katie and Glenda had clearly been greatly amused at my expense. Time for a break, clean up and recovery.

We had brought washables, refreshments and also a large tartan blanket to spread on the ground. So after a private wash around the corner of the building, being sunny, we draped the rug over the picnic table and sat outside enjoying a drink and some finger food that we had pooled. Glenda seemed more than satisfied with her photography and we chatted about our early days of cross dressing, our respective sexual encounters, good and bad, and about clothes we would like to own or at least try on. Talking of this reminded us of our recent purchases so we each got out our new things and started trying them on, admiring them and trying each other’s clothes on too. As Katie and I became absorbed, Glenda fell back into her photographer role and hovered around snapping photos, some candid and some of which we deliberately posed, becoming naughtier as we got into the swing of our ‘fashion show’.

When we both slipped on our crotchless pantyhose and panties under the shield of our skirts, it was “gender reveal” show time. Females can afford to wear truly crotchless panties but we had both chosen pairs which at least contained our paraphernalia as long as one didn’t wriggle too much, though the rear was open to view if one bent over a bit. Together we fooled around for Glenda, lifting each other’s skirts to show off our wares. Katie had chosen red panties and, though the myth is that a bull is enraged by a red flag, when Katie bent over the picnic table, revealing the crack of her bottom through the open, heart shaped window in her panties, it was too much for me. Right behind her, so out of her sight, I dropped to my knees, pulled her cheeks apart and pushed my tongue against her ass hole. Katie actually squealed and half resisted but I had her firmly pinned to the edge of the table and mercilessly rimmed her hard, flicking my tongue around her hole and pushing a little into it. At this, as if resigned to her fate, Katie bent forwards more, opened her legs to get a firm stance and pushed her bottom up at me. I tongued her forcefully, her attempts to squirm thwarted by my grip, and enjoyed the gasps and groans I was hearing. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Glenda’s camera somewhere near my ear and heard the shutter clicking many times. My cock had naturally responded while I was rimming Katie, and I had briefly reached under my skirt to release it and let it hang, ready and waiting.

When Katie groaned that she had had enough and wanted to be fucked, I backed off and stood up. Katie turned around, sat on the edge of the picnic table and lay back, bending her shapely legs and pulling her knees back to open her ass wide. I yanked my cock into suitable stiffness, liberally applied some lubricant from the small tube I kept secreted in my bra, and pushed it against Katie’s entrance. Her sphincter muscle relaxed and I slowly slid into her as far as I could. Glenda was now crouched on the seat of the picnic table, her camera poised almost above the action. I was in no mood for a long and gentle fuck, so started thrusting at a rapid pace, feeling myself grow harder and longer as I did so. I held Katie’s legs back, her knees almost level with her chin and gained deep penetration. Katie had her eyes closed, and was breathing loudly between her half open lips. I dropped one hand down and released her cock from its hiding place, feeling her ass tighten as I began to work her cock to stiffness. Glenda was now crouched on the table top behind Katie’s head and so absorbed with her photography that she was unaware that her knees were apart and that I was being given a direct view up her skirt. I nearly lost it as I saw, not a triangle of her knickers but a bush of dark hair between her legs. She was not wearing any underwear and clearly had a very hairy cunt. I moved my eyes away from this distraction and concentrated on fucking Katie.

I could not last forever at this pace and was now working Katie’s cock hard in my hand. I felt the tightness building and came powerfully, though I knew that I produced less cum than Katie did and would not fill her ass as much as she had filled mine. I slowed and stopped, savouring the feeling before slowly pulling out. Glancing up at Glenda, glued behind her camera eyepiece, confirmed what I seen before, though now her knees were wider and the view much clearer. Having just ass fucked Katie, I nonetheless found myself daydreaming of a go with Glenda, but tried to dismiss the thought as too fanciful to entertain.

We didn’t bother to change at this point and once again relaxed around the table. It was mid afternoon and I thought that the photo/video session with Glenda would now be at an end and expected us all to leave soon, and Katie probably thought so too. We had plans for a far more outrageous sex session at her house in the few hours she would still be alone. But, Glenda took us totally by surprise when she said that it been all very well being the ‘remote’ photographer, but she had become quite hot and bothered with all this close-up work with hard dicks and lubricated ass holes and would one, or both, of us consider giving her, a middle-aged spinster, a little ‘exercise’, as it were. In other words, she was now aroused and fancied sex.

Katie and I must have shown our surprise, but looking at each other we both figuratively shrugged and thought ‘well why not’. Cross dressers of our ilk, often married, are effectively bisexual in practice.

Glenda had a plan and sitting as if at table, beckoned us to sit on the table top to either side of her, facing her. We complied and Glenda promptly ran a hand up each of our skirts, found our cocks still hanging free from our recent activities, and took both in hand. She started to work us both into a satisfactory erection and then asked us to pull up our skirts. She smiled happily as she sat there holding a stiff cock to either side of her, and bending to one side, slid her mouth over Katie’s cock and sucked it expertly. Then she released it and swung over to my side, engulfing my cock in turn. I felt her tongue flipping and sliding around my shaft and then her lips pulling gently on my swollen bulb. She was obviously well versed in oral sex. Glenda alternated back and forth until she rightly judged that we were more than ready, and then surprised us again by asking whether we could perform a double penetration with her, filling her front and backdoor together.

The setting was not ideal for the gymnastics involved but leaving our up standing cocks wagging in the breeze, she took command. She laid the partly folded blanket on the central part of the table top and then asked Katie to sit on it, legs together and feet down on the bench. This Katie did, drawing her skirts up so that her cock stuck up invitingly. Glenda approached Katie, gathering up the front of her skirt. Now, I already knew she wasn’t wearing knickers and had glimpsed her hairy bush, but, by the look on her face, it was a surprise to Katie. Glenda stood there sporting a thick bush of dark hair between her fleshy thighs and was not at all shy about revealing it. She wasted no time, stepping up on the bench and kneeling astride Katie’s legs. Then taking hold of Katie’s cock, she guided it into that hairy bush where it disappeared until it had been fully engulfed.

With one hand Glenda pulled the back of her skirt up to her waist, revealing a well-rounded, large but not fat bottom, and, by both Katie and she leaning forward together, there came into my view a very receptive looking ass hole, below which I could see the base of Katie’s cock, otherwise well buried in Glenda’s cunt. It was quite a view, but now I had to do my part. By standing in the gap between the bench and the table top, astride Katie’s closed legs and bending my knees a little, I found that I was just about in the right position to place my still firm cock against Glenda’s asshole. I once again fumbled in my bra for my small tube of lubricant and applied it liberally to both my cock and to Glenda’s well stretched-looking back door. And well used it must have been, because in I slid without so much as a push. I went in as far as my position allowed and then both Katie and I seemed to select a similar, almost coordinated rhythm, both plunging in and drawing out in unison as if we had done this before many times.

Glenda was not quiet about it. She was, we found out quickly, a ululator par excellence. She howled loudly and emitted long cries of pleasure that echoed through the barn and surrounding woods. It was as well we were not in an apartment or hotel room, and I was glad that it was unlikely that anyone was within earshot.

Somehow, though certainly not by design, both Katie and I climaxed almost together, accompanied by an extra long and loud wail from Glenda. I think I pumped more cum into Glenda’s ass than I had Katie’s, perhaps the novelty of the situation contributing to the level of my excitement. We both rested a few moments and then I pulled away, leaving trickles of cum running down to join that of Katie’s where things were leaking already. Glenda raised herself off Katie slowly, releasing a little flood of cum onto Katie’s balls, and as she stood up her skirt fell around her, cutting off the view. Katie unbent and stood up too. It had hardly been a comfortable position to hold, so we all needed to straighten. Glenda was glowing and over effusive, countering it by quickly summarizing how she would use the earlier material and how we would get copies and be required to give our permission for her to go ahead and use it. As she talked, she moved over to one of her camera tripods, did something to the camera and began to pack it away. It dawned on me then that she had had a video camera running the whole time we were engaged in our threesome. Seeing that I had realized, Glenda assured us that it would not appear on some tawdry website but would be her little souvenir of the experience, perhaps played on a rainy, lonely evening. Put that way, we were glad for her that she had run her video even though she had not meant us to know.

Katie and I cleaned up as best we could and put on clean undies for the journey back to her house, where a shower might be the first thing we did. How Glenda coped with her double cream pie, we did not see, but perhaps she too donned some knickers. We packed our things, walked back along the path and said our good byes to Glenda, giving her a hug and a kiss. She enthusiastically thanked us for voluntarily participating in her project and, a little more sheepishly, for the extra ‘exercise’.

As we drove off, I glanced back to see Glenda bent over as she stowed her equipment in the boot of her car. No, I couldn’t quite see whether she now had knickers on, but looking at that ample bottom brought a rush of pleasant recollections of being deep within it and, even now, thinking of it, a stirring, tight in my panties between my legs.

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