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Happy birthday to herLike a lot of people, we’re struggling for money these days, and an expensive birthday present for my wife was out of the question this year.That’s why on Saturday night, I found myself stood wearing her black, mesh backed knickers with matching 6 strap suspender belt, her FF seamed stockings, my feet crammed into a pair of stilettos and a black mesh, see through top.I was also strapped into a double dildo gag, on the other end, inches away from my face was Mr X, I had helped him get dressed, so I knew he was wearing a black long sleeved, fishnet all in one, black sheer stockings and suspender belt and high heeled boots. His nose was almost touching mine, our wrists cuffed together and a belt around our waists, binding us together, our hard cocks rubbing against each other.Neither of us wore make up or wigs, it was to aid our humiliation, our obvious mannish features contrasting with the womanly underwear we wore.My wife stood beside us, dressed for the night out she wouldn’t be getting, the game was that she was furious, and she was good at playing games!“Look into his eyes you fucking sissy” she spat down my ear “look into his eyes as he rubs your arse” and with that, she moved his hand to my nylon covered arse and moved his hand up and down. I couldn’t help it, I found myself trying to move with him, and found my cock rubbing karşıyaka escort against his hard length. Both of us let out a muffled moan and I closed my eyes.“OPEN YOUR EYES YOU QUEER CUNT!” Yelled my wife, I opened my eyes and stared deep into my sissy friends eyes as he stared into mine, The I felt her moving my hand to feel his backside and she moved my hand around in time with his. We stood together, staring at each other, moaning like sluts, rubbing our cocks against each other and gripping buttocks.I felt my right hand (and his left) uncuff and the belt loosen, I sighed, I didn’t want the friction of cock and knickers to stop and frantically rubbed before she pulled me away, bending me slightly at the hip, leaving a few inches between us.“Rub his balls queer boy” she said and I reached between his legs and remembering the times she had done it to me, I started to gently rub and squeeze. He made a satisfying “mmmmmmffff” and after just a few seconds, without being told to, I willingly rubbed his shaft, running my hand from bottom to top, working out how much bigger than me he was. I left my hand at the head, and used my palm to nead it between his lingerie and belly. I heard his breathing quicken and then felt a hand smack my hand away.“He’s not coming on your hand sissy boy, stop now” and then I felt my other escort karşıyaka hand being freed from his, the cuff still on my wrist, then my hands were pulled behind my back and cuffed together. My half of the dildo gag was unbuckled and I was now completely free from restraints, but not from her.I stood back, not just to get a better view, but to get a better balance, I had never wore heels before and my calves were starting to ache.I felt her hand on my shoulders, and she gently, but very firmly pushed me to my knees. The cock that would shortly be in my mouth was right in front of me, and I realised how much more of a mouthful it looked from this angle!My wife removed the poppers on the all in one, and rolled it above his waist “you’ll be sleeping in that” she said “so let’s keep it clean eh? Now, what do you say?”“Please may I suck that cock my mistress?” I said, and I meant it.“Ask him” she said “even like that, he’s more of a man than you”I blushed, even now that stung and I looked at the floor “please sir…….”I felt a smack across my cheek and heard a resounding crack, I couldn’t help it, my eyes watered and a tear rolled down my cheek.“LOOK HIM IN THE EYES SLUT!” She shouted and I quickly looked at him, praying the windows were shut and the neighbours couldn’t hear what I was willingly submitting myself karşıyaka escort bayan to.She removed the dildo from his mouth, and as she did I looked him in the eyes, tears straining my cheeks and said “please sir, may I suck your cock?”“Beg him” she said I looked at him again “please sir, may I be allowed to suck your beautiful cock? I beg you to use me, to make me your bitch, please let me swallow”Without a sound, I felt my wife grab my hair and roughly apply some slutty red lipstick.“I want you to suck him to the bushes” she leered “I had better see lipstick on his pubes”I paused, I had been blown many times (what man hasn’t?) but I’d never done it, and I wanted to be good.I leaned forward, and slowly licked the length of his shaft from top to bottom, all the while staring up at him, I got to the tip and winking, I ran my tongue around it, tasting the precum, enjoying the moment. Me, dressed in my wife’s underwear, hands cuffed behind me, rips bright red and another mans cock on my tongue, and then I gave my first blowjob. I took him halfway down his shaft and slowly pulled back, rubbing my tongue on his glans as I got to the top and then taking him further, almost gagging, but strangely proud I didn’t. I carried on, I took him deeper and deeper and then felt his hands on my head, gripping my ears and even though I knew what was coming,, I was surprised at how hot it was, how much of it there was, and how it tasted different than the times I had licked my own from my wife’s cunt.I felt the warm’ salty mess slide down my throat, I saw my wife staring at me a look of a****l lust on her face, and I knew we weren’t finished…………..
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