The move was a challenge, but ♀ is amazingly well organized and things unfolded pretty much as they were supposed to. Saturday was moving day and by Wednesday morning there wasn’t a cardboard box left in our nice new condo. Our storage locker down the hall is stuffed full of boxes and we haven’t hung anything up on the walls yet, but it’s starting to feel like home.

There were a couple of glitches on moving day. The guys delivering the new living room furniture decided there was no way in hell our new couch was going to fit in the elevator and they needed to be persuaded. It might be hard to imagine a sissy getting tough with a couple of burly movers, but I can turn it on if I really need to.

The other bit of excitement happened at the very end of the day. I’d only had about three hours sleep from when I got home from work Saturday morning and when the movers arrived and ♀ hadn’t had much more then that so by 10 pm we’d had enough. We decided we’d sleep better if we had a quick shower first (obviously our first in our new home). I was all soaped up and her hair was full of shampoo when the top half of the shower head popped off and landed on the bridge of her nose. She was between me and the tap and was bent over swearing a blue streak and there was water spraying everywhere…and yeah…exciting stuff.

The second night went way much better. We got lots of unpacking done and she even cooked a lovely roast dinner. It was the first time in almost a month that we’d had a home cooked meal that was actually cooked in our own home. It was so nice. After dinner she decided she wanted to have a bubble bath (there’s a very nice deep soaker tub in the ensuite. So I got it all ready for her; candles, soft music, a glass of red wine….the works.

I washed her back and filed her feet and marvelled at how it’ll be 7 years this month and I am still so madly in love with her. I wasn’t going to get in the tub with her, but she persuaded me and of course I was glad I did. Her skin was soft and silky from the bubble bath and she looked amazing in the candle light. We took turns using the wash cloth to drizzle warm water on each other. We kissed and touched and worked each other into a fine lather.

Once we were out of the tub though she wanted to slow things down a bit. I brushed and braided her hair then shaved her pussy. I must admit it was hard to concentrate because I could smell how horny she was, but a mistake down there with a razor would have been unforgivable and there was no blood shed.

Once I was done I had to give it the tongue test because that’s the best way to find any missed hairs and of course that led to things heating up again quite quickly. But after only a few short minutes she pushed my head away and said she was thirsty. She keeps a bottle of water on her night-stand and rolled over to get it. After a good long drink she backed up towards me (she was on all fours). I started licking her pussy again, but she had other ideas.

“Kiss my ass, Baby.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I spread her cheeks apart and started kissing and licking and it didn’t take long for my tongue to be as deep into her rosebud as I could get it. She started rocking back and forth against me. “That’s it, Baby, tongue-fuck my horny little ass!”

Don’tchya just love it when spontaneous stuff like that happens? We were both so tuned on. It was amazing. She rolled over on her back and put a pillow underneath her hips. “Do you want to fuck me now?”

“Oh gawd, yes!” The head of my cock was shiny with precum.

“What hole do you want, Baby?” Her legs were pulled up against her chest and she wiggled at me.

“Your ass. I need to fuck your ass.”

She reached up and twisted one of my nipples so hard I thought I might come right there. “Beg me for it, Bitch.”

I moved up close to her so my cock rubbed against her clit and I whisped in her ear, “Please Mommy. Please let me fuck your tight little ass-hole.”

“Do you really think you deserve it? I only let good little boys fuck that hole.”

“Probably not Mommy, but I’ll try to be better and it’s been so long since you let me go there. Please oh please let me have your ass.”

“Well…OK. It’s not like that little pencil dick of yours is going to stretch me out to bad. Pass me my glass dildo, I want to at least feel like I have something inside me. She slowly started to fuck her cunt with the glass toy while I lubed her ass. Once I had two fingers inside of her she said, “OK now Bitch, now you can come and fuck Mommy’s tight little ass.”

Oh fuck I love that feeling when I pop inside of her. It’s so different then her mouth or cunt. Of course I love being there as well. It’s just that this doesn’t happen very often and we were so connected and turned on and fuck yeah it was hott. She twisted the toy around so I could feel it rubbing against my cock and I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. “You like that don’t you Bitch? You like feeling another guys cock rubbing against yours, don’t you? One day I’m going to let you have that for real. You’d love to see me stuffed full of cock wouldn’t you? Maybe I’d invite another guy so I could have a cock in my mouth as well.”

That visual pushed me to the brink. “Oh Mommy I’m there. Please my I come in your ass!!”

“MMMM yes Baby. Fill my ass with all that sweet hot cum. That’s it Baby.”

It felt like I came buckets. I pumped stream after stream deep inside of her and when I slipped out I watched as a little trail of white oozed out of her ass. She twisted the toy around so it was hitting her G-spot and she kept playing with her clit. “Eat me Baby.”

Her inner thighs were covered with pussy juice and I eagerly started licking. She let go of the toy and slapped me hard across the face, “Not there, Bitch. Eat my ass out!”

“Oh no Mommy. Please not that.”

She slapped me again. “You do as you’re told, Bitch. Eat that cum out of my ass!”

I did as I was told. I kissed and licked and pushed my tongue as deep as it would go inside her freshly fucked ass as she kept fucking her cunt with the big glass toy and working her clitty. “Keep eating your cum out of my ass you dirty little boy. You’re a filthy little ass licking cum sucking bitch, aren’t you? AREN’T YOU???!!!”

She was screaming at me as wave upon wave rolled through her body and I kept eating as her juices poured out of her cunt and ran down to her ass and mixed with my juices and fuck yeah it was hot.

I wonder if any of our new neighbours could hear us?

sss

 

 

Have you ever been to Lustomic.com? “Making boys be girls”

They have links to quite a few other sissy sites, loads of sissy comics and a few sissy video’s. They asked if I’d like to review a couple of the video’s and of course I said, “Hell yeah.”

The two I watched were ‘For a Good Time Call Dita’s Dolls’ and ‘Rent-a-Maid’. They both starred hard-assed Miss Dita and her cowed sissy-bitch Jade. These aren’t the sort of video’s available at our local video store and they were different then the stuff you find at places like YouPorn.

In ‘For a Good Time Call Ditta’s Dolls’, after Jade finishes dusting her Mistress’ sexy shoes with a duster attached to a ball gag, Miss Ditta takes off Jade’s cock cage and collar and helps her get dressed up in her hooker clothes. Then she sends Jade to a chep motel to service a beer drinking frat-boy kinda guy. She’s a good little sissy-whore and serves him a beer before she gets on her knees for him. She’s a very good cock sucker and is able to take all of him. When he’s good and excited she hops up on the bed, lifts her pretty little skirt and lets him have her little sissy ass. Miss Ditta has another date scheduled for her by the time she gets back.

In ‘Rent-a Maid’ the clients come to Miss Ditta’s house. A studly alpha male and his hot girlfriend want to sample the product before they take Jade for the weekend. She serves drinks and prances around for them. Then she gives alpha male a blow job while hot girlfriend fucks her with a strap-on.

OK, I’ve never reviewed video’s before so I’m not sure how to rate them. ♀ has been so busy lately she wasn’t able to watch them with me, but she did give me permission to masturbate if I wanted to while watching these. I watched them on two different days and both of them got me excited, but neither of them gave me a Big O.

What I really liked about both of these video’s is they really nail what I think is a very common sissy fantasy. ♀ likes to whisper filthy stories in my ear when we’re having sex and scenario’s where she whores me out to men and or women always gets me off. That leads to what I didn’t like…actually, maybe it would be more accurate to say it’s what distracted me. In both of these video’s Jade was sad. In the first she asked if she had to go out to turn a trick and in the other one she looked almost in tears when the couple had finished with her.

I understand the humiliation dynamic of being a sissy. ♀ insists my facial hair stays on so there’s no mistaking I’m a male wearing women’s clothes, doing girly things and being submissive to a powerful woman. I get that. I just couldn’t identify with her discomfort. In my mind I was watching a fantasy and in my fantasy I would love to be whored out. The reality would probably be completely different (maybe I’d be in tears).

There are probaly lots of sissies and sissy lovers who would really get off on Jade’s discomfort, but for me it was a distraction. Not a really turn-off though, because the next video is what happens when Damian and Ashley Edmonds take Jade to their hotel for the weekend and I really want to see that as well.

Both video’s run just over 20 minutes and cost $15.95 each. They have several payment options.

Cheers,

sss

You’ll never guess what I did at 4 am today…I hopped a fence and went skinny dipping in the hot springs. It was so nice having the whole place to myself. I was sorry ♀ wasn’t there with me, but we’d had a difficult night and besides I’m not sure how we would have explained both of us wandering around outside to the woman at the front desk. I explained what 30 years of night shift does to a person and told her I was walking down to the beach. We decided to spend a second night here so I was able to sleep in a bit. It was nice.

♀ called her dad…and cried…former sister-in-law….and cried…Junior …and cried. It’s understandable, of course.  Besides having a child together, he’d been a part of her life since high school. A big part of why she’s upset right now is how this had hurt Junior, but eventually she’ll need to come to terms with her own issues.

We tried making love a couple of times, but she couldn’t find her mojo (hardly surprising) she offered to give me lovin’ (she’s so great), but I told her no. We did get naked and lay on the bed just touching each other for a while. I don’t know if being a sissy has anything to do with it, but I really liked just doing that.

♀ put the butt plug in me and we went for a stroll down to the lake in the late afternoon sunshine. There was no beach to speak of, but we found an old boat launch that was nice and private and took some pictures. When we got back we went for another dip in the hot springs.  First we went into the caves, which are quite hot. Right beside them is a very cold ‘stream-fed’ pool. ♀wanted me to go in…at first I refused, but then she said she’d fuck me with the ‘Feeldoe’ so in I jumped. After that we went into the big pool. It’s a little cooler then the caves, but still very nice. We spent most of our time fondling each other and making comments about the women in the pool: cuteness, nice boobs, fat asses, odd tattoos, interesting bathing suits, the dynamics of the couples we saw…the list is endless.

When we got back D called to say we have a done deal on the apartment. Yippee!

I braided her hair and laced her into her corset. She hasn’t worn it for several weeks. The dress she wore to dinner wasn’t fancy, but wow the corset made her look uberhot even in a plain dress.  The waiters seemed to be making lots of trips past our table. Unfortunately, we had a waitress and the service was terrible. I think she was jealous.

After dinner we went back into the hot springs. We found a relatively quiet corner in the caves and made out until ♀ got over heated. We went into the big pool and ♀ sat on my lap and teased me. It was all light and playful until I felt a big warm gush. She was peeing on me!  I love it when she pisses on me, but for her to do it there…well fuck! It made me really really excited. She could feel how hard my cock was getting so she turned around and asked me if I wanted to fuck her right there in the pool with all the people around. I told her I did, but I thought there would be a lack of lubrication in the water. The pool was still quite crowded and lots of people were sitting on other peoples laps so that didn’t attract attention.  The mineral water is murky so nobody could really see what was going on. She kept necking with me and playing with my nipples and fiddling with positions and then holy doodle, I was inside of her. There were people all around us and she just bounced lightly up and down on my cock. It was so freakin’ exciting. After about 10 minutes they announced it was closing time and people needed to get out of the pool. It was pretty clear I wasn’t going to be able to come with that kind of pressure and I was going to need a few minutes to settle down so she got off me and we composed ourselves. Even though neither of us had an orgasm, it was an intensely exciting experience.

When we got back to our room, we had a shower and shaved the various body parts that needed shaving. When we got out she told me to kneel on the bed and she brought out our new flogger. She beat me for about ten minutes; lightly at first, then harder and harder. By the time she stopped, my ass was on fire and my cock was rock hard again. She lay on her back and I entered her easily. Then spread my legs like a good sissy. I bit her lip while we were kissing and she slapped my face. She reminded me that only she is allowed to inflict pain and unless she says otherwise she expects me to kiss like a girl…gently. She told me what a bad boy I was for fucking her in the pool and how I would have been punished and publicly humiliated if I’d been caught. It didn’t take long for me to come.

By this time, ♀had found her mojo and really needed an orgasm. So we continued with the pool fantasy while I fingered her come filled cunt. A strapping young boy had been watching us and knew what was going on. He edged closer to us and when he was sitting right next to us he slipped his hand down into his own bathing suit. I was unaware of his presence, but ♀ locked eyes with him and licked her lips in the most seductive way, encouraging him as she bounced up and down on my cock. When all three of us were very close, the strapping young boy grabbed me by the hips and lowered me onto his lap with ♀ still impaled on my cock. He didn’t enter me, but he grabbed ♀ breasts with his big strong hands, pulled her to him and kissed her like a real man with me sandwiched between them. That one image is what did it for her and she had a long intense orgasm.

Yeah, it was smokin’ hot! But I haven’t forgotten she owes me a <Feeldoe> fuck.

I woke up to the phone ringing at 7:30 am. I was disoriented and didn’t pick up on time. ♀ wasn’t in the room and I couldn’t fall back asleep. She showed up a few minutes later with breaky and guess what? She was horny. It was kind of an unusual time for me to be up and…up, but we had smokin’ hot sex. She sucked my cock for awhile then climbed on board. She spread my legs and I wrapped them around her. I love that position…it feels so submissive and girly. She even kissed me like I was the girl and played with my little titties. I didn’t come that way though. We switched position and she bitch-slapped me and played rough with my nipples. That’s what pushed me over. For hers I talked to her like I was still a girl and she was my girl friend and she was giving her chocolate-cherry to my daddy.  She was able to buy into the fantasy even though all I had in her ass was my finger. Ahhh…the power of imagination.

I slept for a few more hours before we checked out of our room. Our last planned activity before we left the coast was dune buggy rides. We went to <Sandland Adventures> and our driver was Crazy Dave. The dune buggy we were in had 7 passengers. Wow! What a fun hour. Dave said when he opened it up we were doing over 60 mph. The sand dunes are actually covering up an entire forest. It was such a blast flying up and down the dunes.  It was a beautiful sunny day and there were lots of other people out as well. Saw one guy getting pulled around on an easy chair. We left the dunes and went along the beach for awhile. It was amazing with the waves crashing in. We went back out onto the dunes before the hour was up. It was hard to keep my mouth shut cuz of the laughing and screaming and I ate a lot of sand. It got everywhere. Even ♀ bra was full of sand. It was definitely a high-light of our trip.

We stopped in the Old Town for lunch before heading off to Portland. The 3 hour trip was uneventful (thanks GPS) along twisty-turny but scenic highways until we got on the I-5 then it was just straight north. Things got kind of off track when we got to Portland. We drove right into the city instead of staying out a ways and we didn’t pre-book a room. That led to some frustration and an expensive not very nice hotel (Mark Spencer). We also ended up paying more for dinner then we were used to. After we got back to the hotel, we had a shower to try to get the sand out and spent the rest of the evening having a few drinks and having some quality naked time. We spent a lot of time trying to decide if we still wanted to go to the Kootenay’s or if we should head straight home. There were several good arguments for both choices. In the end we decided to pre-book a room just outside of Spokane. We’ll go to the Kootenays, but if we find someplace we really like we’ll spend a few days there rather then doing the <entire hot springs loop>. The trip to Spokane should take about 6 hours and we agreed to change drivers every 2 hours so it should be Ok.

When we went to bed, we were both a little horny, but drinks and fatigue put those ideas on hold until later.

♀ says:

The dune buggies was the ride of a life time. It was like four by fouring in the sand. What a thrill. I would recommend it to any body that likes a good (fast)time.  Funny thing….I am not one to like roller coasters,  but loved the dune buggies. Go figure.

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It’s been quite the week. We found out ♀ has happy boobs last Friday. Also on Friday, they did the inspection on the townhouse. Junior’s cat shit on the floor and we had to lower the price $750 towards having the carpet removed. We’re pretty sure they intended on removing them all along and this was their way of getting us to pay half. God love old Europeans…he managed to get the price down to $250 above what they originally offered. Oh well, considering this is the 4^th attempt at selling it, we shouldn’t complain.

I was sure we’d found the apartment we were going to put an offer on, but our real estate agent ‘D’ wanted us to look at one more before we decided for certain. So Saturday the plan was we’d look at this last one, then go to the other one and make the offer. As soon as we walked into the one D thought we should see, we knew this was the one for us. I guess that’s why good real estate agents get paid the big bucks. We put the offer in Saturday and Sunday we heard they’d accepted it as is. Sunday was ♀ last shift so we packed up the car and Monday after I got up we met D, signed some more papers and were almost ready to get out of Dodge. Actually before we left we stopped and put a deposit down on a couch and love seat…to go with our new bedroom suite, pots and pans and and and.

Really, I don’t mind. It’s kinda cool buying our very first place together and buying new stuff for it. I’ve been acting like it’s all about her, but I’m excited as well. I guess part of that attitude is wanting to be submissive; making her the supreme authority, but she needs to feel my excitement…she wants it to be our decision…that’s fair.

After all that was done, we headed out. The local border crossings had a 2 hour wait, so we drove out to the Huntingdon/Sumas crossing. I have to say GPS is freakin’ awesome! Punched in Seattle after we crossed the line and off we went.  I was surprised at all the boarded up businesses. Times is tough in northern Washington. We stopped at a mall in Burlington and looked at some lingerie. We didn’t find anything different then we’d find at home and the prices weren’t any better either. ♀ wanted me to get a pretty girdle…preferably an open-bottomed, but no such luck. I think we’ll end up having to get them on-line.

She was worried about me being ‘off’. I don’t know why I bother trying to deny it. I haven’t been sleeping very well lately and there’s been a lot going on and a mall probably wasn’t our best choice. I wasn’t miserable, but I guess I wasn’t a cheerful as I could have been. We left the mall and went to ‘Lovers’. That’s the love shop we bought my maids outfit and ‘Feeldoe’ at a few months ago.  We looked at some restraints, but nothing really jumped out at us. We’ll be able to attach…things to our new bed so we’ve been talking about that lately. Most of the things we looked at were going to cost over $100 to secure both hands and both feet and we wanted to be sure that what we buy is going to get used. There was a ‘Strap-on’ DVD that looked like fun, but ♀ didn’t seem in the mood so I didn’t push it. However, we found a leather flogger on sale. She made me hold my hands out so she could try it on me. Ouch! Yippee for me!

We stopped at Applebee’s for an early dinner. It was OK, just not very inspiring.  After Burlington, we headed to Seattle. I know there are tons of cool things to do there, but we hadn’t researched it at all before we left so we just drove around for a while. We went past the Space Needle then drove down to the pier. It really reminded us of the Westminster Quay. It’s too bad neither of us were hungry because it looked like we could have had some excellent sea food. We stopped for a coffee then decided to push on to Aberdeen. A friend had given us some travel books for Washington and Oregon so we called a couple of places, found a room, entered it into the GPS (have I mentioned how much I like that?) and off we went. I’m glad we drove that part in the dark as the traffic wasn’t bad and I don’t think there was much to see. We arrived about 9:30 at the Olympic Motel. It was very plain, but clean and it comes with a continental breaky. It’s supposed to have wireless internet as well, but that doesn’t seem to work very well.  We walked over to the Mazatlan for a late dinner and a cold Mexican beer. The food was tasty and they had women’s Olympic beach volley ball on TV…Brazil vs. USA (I love watching that) so it was all good.

After dinner, we found some soft  porn on HBO and had lovin’ for the first time on our holidays. No, I guess that’s not true. We fucked the night before, but ♀ didn’t have a big O. The rule is if one of us orgasms it counts as sex. OK, it was the first time we’d had sex in America. Hmmm, no that’s wrong too. We fucked in Alaska. Well, it was definitely the first time we’d ever had sex in Aberdeen, Washington. It never ceases to amaze me how much we still turn each other on. Seriously, I can’t get enough of her.  She licked and sucked my cock, balls and ass. Then she rubbed my cock  between her tits. I could have come just from that, but she told me to wait. She mounted me and told me I needed to keep my hands behind my head. I wasn’t allowed to touch her. She spread my legs apart and told me I had to keep them down and apart, but there was just no way. With a huge effort I managed to keep my hands back, but I couldn’t stop from wrapping my legs around her as she fucked me. I could feel her pussy juices and the last of her period running down my balls and onto my ass. Fuck she turns me on. (I hope she’ll use the Feeldoe in the same position sometime this week) Once I was done, we switched position and I fingered her and whispered nasty things into her ear until she had a HUGE big O. She said it was the best she’s had so far… this trip. LOL.

Let’s see…what else needs to be in a travelogue? I had a headache the night before we left, but other then being a little cranky for awhile, I was fine for our first day. ♀ almost done her period, but she’s still been a bit crampy. I hope she has a big shit before we leave. I don’t think a healthy woman should be able to make smells like that.  She said she started feeling horny when we crossed the line at about 2pm and we didn’t have sex until almost 11pm. We need to make sure she doesn’t have to wait that long tomorrow.

The weather today was cool and damp; perfect for driving. We’re only about an hour away from the Astoria bridge leading into Oregon and the start of our trip down the coast so I’m hoping it’s warmer tomorrow cuz you know sex on the beach would be kinda sweet.

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♀ was asleep when I got home Saturday morning. She’d already left for work when I got up at 1pm, but she left me a note. Hey Bitch; I expect the house to be clean and you to be pretty when I get home @ 6. Love ♀

No kids here this weekend so no fear of getting busted. I pulled on a pair a peach-coloured leggings, the new white bra she bought me last week (It looks like a sports bra, but it’s soft and satiny), my Mary Jane flats and I got busy. I vacuumed and dusted, did the dishes, washed the floors, watered the inside plants and got most of the laundry done (the last load is in the dryer as I’m writing this). I made sure there was a bottle of wine in the fridge and I prepped not one, but two dinners. Chicken souvlaki with pan fried potato’s and cole slaw for Saturday night. Pork tenderloin done in the slow cooker with mashed potato’s for Sunday night. I haven’t decided on the veggies yet.

Once the housework was all done, I had a shower (I used her body wash so I’d smell nice) and shaved my legs and pits. Then I had to decide what to wear. I really don’t know how women do it. Just in case you’re new here…I’m a full-time panty boy. That is to say with the exception of a couple of pairs of silk boxers, all of my under garments are girly. But outer clothes are a different matter. We still have kids at home…I doubt they’d be surprised, but they don’t need to see dad in drag. Also, when I get dressed up, I`m not trying to pass as female. I have facial hair and a shaved head. I know lots of cross-dressers have an entirely separate female persona and when they get dressed `passing`is a big deal, but that`s not me. I`m just a sissy. Don`t get me wrong, I lust after clothes just as much as most women do and I love to go shopping for clothes…and shoes…and lingerie…and bathing suits…and….you get the idea. We just don`t buy many outer clothes for me.

That was a long winded way of saying even though I don`t have a very large wardrobe, I still find it very difficult to decide what to wear when I have the opportunity to get dressed up and I have no idea how women do it.

Eventually I settled on a pretty polka dot dress with built in crinoline, garter and stockings and lacy black panties. I borrowed one of ♀ strapless bras so I could put in both sets of inserts and have really big boobs. I even wore my wig and tried to put on a bit of make-up. (I suck at make-up so I don`t attempt it very often) I finished the look with a pair of black strappy heels.

Was I pretty? Well…I doubt it, but I felt pretty and that`s all that really mattered. Actually, when I was all dolled up and the house was sparkling clean and I was putting the finishing touches on dinner I felt kinda June Cleaverish…if you know what I mean.

I could tell you dinner was fabulous…it is my blog after all, but the truth is dinner wasn`t great. For one thing I used wax paper instead of parchment paper for the pan fries (the boxes look the same) so they were gross. While she was having a glass of wine and I was having a beer we were making out on the couch for awhile. Then she talked to a couple of people on the phone and I started watching the football game and the souvlaki got kinda dried out. So I poured some salsa on them and took out some leftovers and it was all good.

After dinner ♀ had a shower and we tried to decide how the evening should unfold. On the one hand with no kids at home she thought it would be nice if I could be girly all weekend, but on the other hand going to see the strippers might be fun as well (am I the luckiest sissy in the whole world or what!). She was laying naked on the bed while we were discussing these options when she told me she wanted me to dance for her.

I did my best bump and grind routine. (Have you ever tried that? It`s not easy) She did have a few suggestions while I was dancing, but she seemed to enjoy the show. When I only had my panties left on I stood on the bed and straddled her. I swung my hips and slowly lowered myself down to her face, trying hard to keep the rhythm. When I got down close enough she pinched my inner thighs (hard) and grabbed my crotch…actually, she straightened my penis. It was still tucked and was getting uncomfortable. Then I stood back up and turned around and started lowering myself down again. When my ass was close enough, she bit it (hard) then pulled off my panties.

You need to picture the position we were in. My hands were on her ankles and my legs astride her hips. My cock was laying on her pussy and when I rubbed myself against her she could feel it on her clit. My ass was direcly in front of her face. She loves my ass. She`s almost as fond of my ass as I am of her breasts. So she was pretty happy with how we were situated. After a few minutes of her spanking my bum and playing with my balls, she started concentrating on my very horny asshole. She teased me for a while; kissing all around it before she started licking me. She spread me apart and pushed her tongue inside. I started grinding really hard against her. She pulled her tongue out and bit me again. She said she didn`t want me to come yet. She told me to use my fingers on her for awhile until I settled down and then she slipped a finger in me and we were both finger fucking.

I heard the toy drawer open and she said I could rub my cock against her cunt lips again. I knew what was coming, but I couldn`t have imagined what *her new glass toy* would feel like. She`s fucked me with toys before, but they`re silicone and somewhat flexible and I love my *NJOY* butt plug, but it`s short. This was thick and long and hard and holy fuck she had me so turned on. Every couple of minutes she`d pull it out to add more lube and she talked about how my asshole stayed open for her just like a porn star or a whore. Then she`d slam the toy back inside and fuck me even harder. My brain turned to mush. My entire world became the glass in my ass. When I finally shot my load all over the outside of her pussy, it was a huge and powerful orgasm, but it came from inside, not from me rubbing against her. I`m certain I would have come even without any direct stimulation on my cock. It was fucking amazing.

After she removed the toy and I`d come back down to earth, I realized that The Goddess really needed to have a Big O of her own. I took the toy, rinsed it off and hurried back to bed. I started fucking her with it and talking to her like I was another man. An Alpha male. The Alpha male who had just fucked her husband. I told her how tight his ass was and how he`d moaned while I was fucking him. I told her how good it felt being squeezed by him when he came on my cock. I told her I wanted her to come on my cock as well. I told her I wanted to fuck her into submission just like I`d fucked her sissy husband into submission.

She can be vocal when she comes, but holy doodle. She screamed….like from the depths of hell screaming snarling wailing orgasm. Again…fucking amazing.

Cheers,

sss

Here`s a note about last night from ♀:     Finally after all this time taking him to see the strippers, he no longer dances like a tight-assed white boy. It really made me hot!!!

 

 

It’s occurred to me that part of <♀ ambivalence towards fucking me with a strap-on> might be a feeling of disconnect while she’s doing it. So a few months ago we bought <a new toy>. I thought perhaps if she could get pleasure while she was doing me she’d be a little a lot more into it. We approached this toy much differently then we did when we bought our first strap-on. We didn’t know I was a sissy yet so the sexual dynamic between us was quite different then it is now. When we first bought the harness and dildo it was to satisfy my desires. Even though we figured out a way <for me to use it on her>, I think we both still thought of it as mine. Now of course ‘mine’ isn’t really part of my vocabulary anymore.

It was probably six months ago when we bought it and it languished in the toy drawer for quite awhile. The first time she took it out, we were both dressed and nothing really sexual was going on. We put the battery in, assessed the vibration and compared it to her other dildos (it’s a lot bigger).

The next time, she just put the bulb in her pussy to see if she could hold it in (she could). Then she turned on the vibrator to see if she could feel it against her clit (she could).

Another time she brought it out and held it against my thigh to try to determine if I’d be able to have the bulb in my ass and fuck her with two cocks. I think it would work, but I don’t know if my sphincter would be strong enough to hold it in place.

A couple of months later (yes months…I’m  learning to be obedient and patient) I’d come before she had and she told me to fuck her with the big new toy. She had a very nice orgasm, but said later that she couldn’t feel the vibrator as well with the cock part of the toy as she did with the bulb. After she was done, she let me lick her juices off of it.

One night just after Christmas, she had the bulb inside of her and was enjoying the vibrations on her clit and she told me I could ride her. I lubed her up and eagerly lowered myself onto her big blue cock. It really is well designed. Every time I pushed down on the cock, the ribbed/vibrating crux of the toy pushed harder against her clit.

This past Tuesday was a <playday> and no, it didn’t unfold the way I’d hoped and yes, I got spanked with the hair-brush for being grumpy about it, but we did fuck three times and went for a very nice walk in the sunshine. Anyway just prior to our second trip to the bedroom, ♀ asked if I was empty then suggested I give myself a rinse just to be sure. When I returned I found her spread out on the bed, blue bulb in hand and big blue cock buried to the hilt in her succulent pussy. I sat beside her, stroked her legs with my finger tips, rubbed her tummy, squeezed her breasts, tweaked her nipples, nibbled on her neck, blew softly into her ear and held her tight as the orgasm rippled through her body.

She slid the toy slowly out of her dripping pussy, stood at the side of the bed, inserted the bulb and in a husky voice said, “did you enjoy watching me fuck your wife, bitch?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Do you want to lick her girly goo off my cock?”

I dropped to my knees and was just about to take him in my mouth when…

SLAP! “Did I give you permission to lick my cock?”

“No Sir.”

“You’re not very obedient, are you?”

“I’m very sorry, sir. May I please lick ♀ juices off you’re big thick cock?”

“That’s much better. Yes you may.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Slowly and in the most seductive way I know how, I licked all the way up the shaft. He moaned and sat on the edge of the bed. I took the head and maybe a third of his cock into my mouth and started bobbing up and down. I stroked the rest of his cock with one hand and played with the vibrator with the other.

He put his hands on my shoulders. “Take it all, bitch.”

I only had about half his length in my mouth when I could feel the tip touching the gag point at the back of my throat. “I’m sorry Sir. I really don’t think I can take anymore, your cock is just to big.”

SMACK! “I want a proper blow-job, bitch. If you won’t give me one, you can get the fuck out of this bedroom.”

I tried again and this time he put his hands on the back of my head. He let me go down at my own pace, but was firm enough that I couldn’t retreat. It took some effort, but eventually his cock was down my throat and my lips were against his crotch.

He let me up some. “That was so fucking hot. You’ll make a sweet little cock sucker.” Then he grabbed my head with both hands and shoved me back down onto his cock. Then up. Then back down. Over and over he used my throat like a Fleshlight. It seemed like a long time, but was probably only about ten seconds and when he finally stopped my face was wet with tears. I hadn’t really been crying, but my eyes had watered a lot. It was pretty intense.

“Oh, I made the little sissy boy cry.” He stood up and told me to bend over the bed. I watched him in the <mirrors> get into position behind me. It wasn’t until I felt him pushing against my tight little asshole with that big thick cock that I realized one of us had forgotten something very important.

“Excuse me Sir, don’t you think you should use some lube?”

“Do you deserve lube?” And he pushed a little harder against my ass.

“Probably not Sir, but it might be more enjoyable for you and without, it might be quite some time before you can fuck me again.”

He laughed at that, gave my ass a play-full slap and told me I could get the lube and give him a hand job. I squeezed an ample amount into my hands and started stroking him. I played with his little pee-hole, I tried doing the ‘corkscrew’ like we’d seen on a sex show a couple of weeks ago, I cupped his balls, I reached underneath and pushed a finger against his asshole.

 TWIST!

“Did I say you could do that?”

“I’m sorry Sir, I thought you’d enjoy it.”

He kept twisting my nipple. “You are not here to think. You are here to be my fuck toy. Is that understood?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good. Now bend over the bed again.”

I gasped when the head of his dick popped into me for the first time, but I reached around and spread my cheeks so he’d know I wanted more. He slid slowly and steadily inside of me. Maybe…no definitely quicker then I’d expected. My ass was on fire, but I didn’t pull away.

When his thighs were pressed against me he let out a moan. “Fuck, your ass is nice and tight.” He grabbed my hips and slowly started to fuck me.  Tentatively at first (I guess squeezing that bulb and thrusting takes some practice), but after a few minutes he had a very nice rhythm going. I was thoroughly enjoying myself; ass stuffed with the biggest toy I’d ever had, happily rubbing myself against the sheets when…

SPANK! I think he used the hairbrush. “Did I give you permission to give yourself pleasure, bitch?”

“No Sir.”

“I’ll need to keep an eye on you. Get on your back.”

He placed two pillows under my hips so I was laying back almost on my shoulders. I spread my legs and he entered me easily the second time. I love this position (we use it quite often even with out toys). It feels even more submissive then being taken from behind. I love wrapping my legs around him. I love the way he kisses me like I’m the girl; strong and forceful, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I love sucking on it like it was another cock. But more then anything I love his big beautiful breasts…

SMACK! Shit, I forgot. They’re just so damn inviting…I couldn’t keep my hands off of them.

“I want you to ride me now, bitch.” (practice those kegels, love).

He lay on his back and I climbed on board. I’d lift myself up so only the head of his dick was inside of me then slam down against him. Then I’d rock back and forth grinding hard against him.

“Fuck I love your tight little ass. I think lots of other men would love it too. ♀ & I were thinking we should dress you up and pimp you out. What do you think of that idea bitch? You could be our street-walking whore and I’d stay home and fuck your wife.”

“I thought I wasn’t allowed to think.”

PINCH! “Are you being a smart-ass, bitch?”

It felt like he was going to twist my nipple right off. “No Sir. Sorry Sir. I would love to be your whore.”

“That’s much better bitch.”

He started playing with my breasts and finally started stroking my cock and when he described how he was going to train me to be their whore, I came and came and came some more. He jerked my cock relentlessly. Stream after stream sprayed onto his chest and belly. It really was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had.

When I was done and climbed off it looked like ‘he’ had cum all over himself. I was hoping to capture that in the picture, but it didn’t really show up.

Oh well, I hope you enjoyed reading about our play-day.

HHNT

♀ & sss

We seem to have a heck of a time planning specific sexual activities or ’scenes’. We start off with the best of intentions, but once things start to heat up all that planning evaporates and unscripted passion takes over. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. In fact it’s almost always a very enjoyable thing. It’s just that even though what did happen was really great, I still crave the activity we had planned.

Here’s an example: ♀ was going to fuck me with a strap-on after I finished pampering her on Saturday night. I enjoy being penetrated by, well, pretty much anything, but especially by ♀ wearing a strap-on. This is <not one of her favourite activities> however, so it doesn’t happen all that often. I try to be a good sissy. I know my sexual pleasures are subject to her approval and I’m fine with that, but I still have those desires.

The evenings festivities ended not with her cock buried deep inside my ass, but with me straddling her chest; my balls on her breasts, my cock down her throat, with one hand she was playing with her clit and with her other hand she was tugging on the handle of my <NJoy butt plug>. She came like that! She had a huge orgasm while giving me a blow job!!! How fucking cool is that?!  Yeah, I came too and she swallowed it all except for a little that dribbled down her chin and that’s sexy as hell, but holy doodle a woman having an orgasm while giving head isn’t something that’s ever happened to me before.

She asked if I was disappointed about not getting fucked in the bum. Ah, no. I still want her to bend me over, but what did happen will be near the top of the sexual hi-light reel in my head, like forever.

                                                           xoxoxoxo

Easter and springbreak don’t usually coincide so this week will be a little odd. I’ll be super busy at work (I’m already dreaming about hot-cross buns…argh), ♀ will be off school, but will be working extra hours, Mini will be with his mom all week and Junior will be working.

We’ve been planning on having a ‘playday’ for awhile now and it looks like Tuesday or Thursday will be the day. She suggested I give her a list of things I’d like to have happen during the day and she’d ‘take them under advisment’. Neither of us are naive enough to believe the day will unfold like we’d planned, but here are some ideas:

-I’d like to get all tarted up…sexy lingerie, pretty dress, boobs, wig, make-up…

-I don’t think toilet paper should touch her pussy for the whole day, just my tongue.

-She could ‘force’ me to do some chore I don’t usually do; the litter-boxes or bathrooms or steam-clean the downstairs carpets. A real spanking would be in order if I tried to refuse.

-She could pimp out my sissy services to another woman. Invite a friend over and I’d serve tea and give them pedicures, nothing overtly sexual.  Unless…*wink*

-I’d like to see how many orgasms she could have in one day.

-I’d like to lick her juices off of her ‘cock’ after she’s come.

-I’d like her to fuck my ass numerous times over several hours, but deny me any direct genital stimulation. I’m curious to find out if I can orgasm from penetration alone. If I am able to, she should continue with the anal assaults. The thought of being used when I’m no longer excited appeals to me.

Do you have any suggestions for our play-day?

Cheers,

sss

Admit it, that was not what you were expecting was it.

We bought this harness so ♀ could fuck me with a strap-on. If the lower straps are adjusted correctly it holds a silicone butt-plug in place for extended periods of time. It’s also quite useful for those times when she needs to be fucked by two cocks at once.

HHNT,

sss

Last August when ♀ was preparing to go back to school, we had several discussions on what to about a computer. The one we had was making noises like it didn’t want to live much longer. Neither of us are very techy and the blue screen of death was appearing way to often to ignore. We agreed she would need something reliable and what we had probably wasn’t. Also, once she started school full-time she’d only be working part-time and to go out and buy one might be difficult. What to do? We talked about getting a lap-top, but if she had it at school what would the boys & I use? So in the end we bought new home computer (Vista sucks).

Four months later, completely out of the blue she says, “I think we should get a lap-top.”

The rest of the discussion happened over a couple of weeks and went something like this: “We have a brand new computer. We don’t need a lap-top.”

“I was thinking of a used one. Maybe something off Ebay. It would make transferring work between school and home much easier.”

“I don’t know if an on-line purchase for something like that is such a good idea. The memory stick was supposed to look after the whole data transfer issue.”

“You could use it when we go on holidays. Even if you couldn’t get an Internet connection, you could at least write. Also, if I’m in the office and Junior is in his room I can hear him having sex. A mother shouldn’t have to listen to that.”

“I don’t mind using a pen and paper when we’re on holidays and there’s almost always someplace to check email. That one girl Junior’s been banging lately you can hear throughout the whole house. We can’t really afford it and…”

“We could use the lap-top to have cyber sex.”

“…and I guess it wouldn’t hurt to look around.”

 ♀ did some research and found a local business (local as in from this time zone) that sells refurbished lap-tops. Their web site looked professional, prices seemed reasonable, they all have a 90 day warranty and I liked the idea that we could actually see them and try them and ask questions.

A couple of Saturdays ago we decided we should drive out and have a look. While we were getting ready to go, ♀ said she wanted me to wear the <Njoy> butt-plug for the day and I immediately bent over the bed so she could insert it. If you’ve never had this particular pleasure, let me tell you it feels great once it’s inside, but getting it there does take some effort (we have the large one). The TV was on while she was getting me lubed and I was trying to relax. They were talking about police Tazers…they’ve had some very bad press around here lately. ♀ wanted to know what would happen to me if I got tazered while I had a big chunk of steel up my ass. She was almost hysterical at the thought of me lighting up like a Christmas tree. See, everyone thinks I’m the pervert, but really it’s ♀.

The city where the lap-top store is was kinda out of our way, but I used to hang out in the area several lifetimes ago so we decided to make a day of it. We bought the computer, went for a nice lunch, did some shopping and ended the day by stopping in at a strip club. (If you’re new here ♀ loves the peelers…so do I, but don’t tell) It was about 4 pm and there were only about 30 people there. So not a lot of energy in the room, but great seats and prompt service. The first dancer was attractive, but she seemed bored…just going through the motions. The waitress told us there was a dancer every half-hour so we decided we would just stay for one more then head home to get the new computer up and running.

The next girl had an excellent costume…mostly just leather straps wrapped around her arms and legs and a leather thong and bra. She was also a really good dancer…lots of energy and very flexible. But she was completely flat-chested. Don’t get me wrong, flat-chested women can be sexy, it’s just that ’stripper’ seems like an odd career choice.

Now we weren’t sitting right on gyno row and yes we were talking about her, but she couldn’t possibly have heard us and I don’t think ♀ was being rude (it’s not like we were pointing and laughing), but right near the end of her set this girl stopped and yelled at us, “What the hell is your problem?”

We both looked up, “Huh?”

“You think you could do better? Let’s see your tits”

So ♀ stood up and showed everyone her beautiful breasts. She got lots of cheers. The stripper grabbed her stuff and marched off the stage.

 A couple of guys sent drinks over to our table so we stayed for one more show. This girl was attractive enough, but she couldn’t walk (or dance) in her boots. Seriously, I walk better in heels then she does. I don’t know if that’s something I would have noticed before I started cross-dressing, but her ankles kept rolling over and it was very distracting.

I needed to take the plug out of my ass when we got home and this is where I found ♀ when I came out of the bathroom….

So this past weekend ♀ decided we should have cyber sex. During the final painful year of the relationship with my ex, my only sexual contact with anyone was online. I met women (or guys pretending to be women) in Yahoo game rooms like Backgammon and Cribbage. So thinking it would be easy to find someone to play with, we picked a name and logged into the Yahoo chat rooms. What a joke. Every womans’ name we clicked on linked back to a pay web cam site. We tried some other sites, with no more success. At one site a couple of guys messaged us, but ♀ had already decided she wanted a woman for our first time.

We got bored and frustrated and ended up going onto <YouPorn> and watching a video about a very naughty babysitter. It wasn’t until after our pulse rates had returned to normal that we noticed there’s a ‘chat’ section there. We logged on for a bit, but it was kind of confusing with all the bubbles floating around.

So I have a question. If ♀ ever gets it into her head that she’d like to try cyber sex again do you have some suggestions on where we should go? It might be a very long time before that happens so I’m not asking for a specific person….just a location.

HHNT

sss

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