Sissy Hubby Ch. 07
Keywords: 07, Ch., Sissy, Hubby,
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Kim and I stepped through the door to my house to find my wife Stacy, just inside wearing a floor length black, silk robe. Her make-up was a little thicker than usual, which gave her a trashy appearance: she looked hot! Stacy took my hand and led me toward our bedroom. "Your guests have already arrived," she said while rushing us through the kitchen, "we need to get you ready for your party!"
We turned the corner into the living room as she finished speaking. Sitting on the couch were four young men, none of them could have been more than 20. As they gawked at me, I stared at them. Not a word was said. They were very cute and fit. Not being sure what Stacy had planned for me but knowing in my heart, she had my best interests at heart. Stacy dragged me down the hallway to our bedroom.
Feeling excited and a little ticked off: she didn"t even introduce us?
I could hear Kim talking to them in the living room: she was instructing them on how to prepare for the party.
Stacy had laid out the clothes I would be wearing for my party on our bed. Without hesitation, I quickly stripped off my dress, heels and panties. Stacy spoke up at this point, in a hushed tone "Bend over and lean against the dresser."
I spread my legs about two feet apart and bent over, supporting myself on the dresser. Stacy walked to her nightstand, opened a drawer and pulled something out. I closed my eyes and waited as patiently as I could. I heard her walk up behind me, placing her hand on my cheek and gently moving in down my left thigh she said, "I think you look so cute without all that hair."
"Mmmm, I like it too." I moaned.
She pulled her hand away and soon I felt the familiar feeling of lubricant being applied to my "pussy". She rubbed the lube all around my hole, then dipped a finger inside and quickly pulled it out. "The daily douches are keeping you nice and clean too."
I didn"t bother to reply, none was required. I struggled to keep from grinding my hips, this unexpected attention, the teasing at the store, and the party had gotten me quite excited. My mind zeroed in on the pressure being applied to my "pussy". I arched my back to give Stacy a better angle. I felt whatever she was pushing into me break through my tight ring of muscle. She worked it in, twisting it, pushing on it until I felt my "pussy" open up wide and clamp down on the narrow ring of what could only be a plug.
"Oh my! That feels good!" grinding my hips as I spoke.
"Bend over a little more."
I lowered my head and shoulders, pushing my butt up higher. Stacy grabbed my little "clitty" and pulled it back between my legs. She squatted down and pulled harder until I heard a "clink" and my "clitty" was pulled back tight between my legs. I bent over farther to see what she had done. No matter how hard I tried, I could not see the head of my "clitty". Stacy giggled as she watched me struggle; finally, she explained that she had looped my "clitty" ring over a tiny hook on the plug's base!
I stood up straight and felt my ring pull on my "clitty". "Holy crap!" I bent over quickly to relieve the strain on it.
"What? Is the piercing still a little sensitive?" she asked in a soothing voice.
"Yes!" looking between my legs, it was like an optical illusion, my "clitty" was nowhere in sight.
Stacy reached between my legs to undo the little torture device she had created; I stopped her before she could disconnect it. "Umm, I really like the way it looks, and I think I can take the pain… if that"s okay with you?"
"Of course it is Dottie! I knew you would love it when you saw the results!" lightly pecking me on the cheek. She walked toward the door and said, "Now get dressed! We will all be waiting for you in the living room." And she was gone.
I stood there and gazed at the space where my "clitty" used to be; smiling happily, I became aware that the little bump in my pants and skirts was no longer an issue! Breaking my thoughts and moving to the bed, I found an extremely small black lacy thong, a matching bra that would barely cover my nipples, black platform heels with bows on the tops, and a nylon body stocking!
Sitting on the bed, I carefully pulled up the body stocking. My mind filled with the possibilities of the evening. In a daze, I tugged it up over my midriff slipping my arms through the sleeves and hooking the middle finger of each hand through the "ring" on the end of each sleeve. I turned to the mirror; I was encased in nylon and felt so very sexy! The stocking completely covered every part of my body from the scoop neckline down.
Sliding up the thong and positioning it to cover any unsightly areas, I then pulled on the bra and adjusted it to best cover my new boobs. I quickly stepped into the heels, turned again to the mirror; and satisfied with my appearance, I strutted out of the room.
I took the final step into the living room to find a sight I had never dared to dream. The floor of the room was covered in a plastic tarp. In the center of the room, the four young men sat on our kitchen chairs, facing each other, loosely forming a circle. Their underpants and jeans were pulled down to their ankles, leaving four cocks exposed in various states of arousal. Every eye was on me as I came into full view.
My stomach did flip-flops as I absorbed the scene. I felt a thin layer of perspiration form on my forehead and my mouth went dry.
Kim and Stacy stood in the center of the circle: they invited me to join them. I shook off the state of shock I was in and sashayed across the room. While passing into the circle, I felt a hand cup each of my butt cheeks followed by juvenile hoots and hollers.
Stacy took charge of the situation: she introduced me to each of the young men. I was too intrigued with their cocks to hear a word she was saying. She then opened her robe and tossed it outside of the circle.
I think my jaw hit the floor as my eyes wandered over her. She was clad in a sleeveless, black leather vest. It had a deep neckline and clung to her like a second skin. The black leather skirt hugged her every curve. Her shapely legs were encased in fishnet stockings, and the tops of her garters were in plain sight. She stood at least six inches taller in the platform heels that captured her feet.
Kim handed Stacy a black riding crop, she tapped it on her open palm as she continued. "This party has been arranged for Dottie"s benefit." She walking within the circle of men, tapping each of them on the knee with her crop, "She needs experience with the art of fellatio."
She stood behind me, running her hands up and down my sides, "You must remain completely still while Dottie is pleasuring you, this is for her education. No thrusting. No grinding of your hips. No movement at all."
Stacy raised her hand and rubbed my lips with her finger, I spread them open and took her finger in my mouth. Knowing this will be an evening I will never forget as I scanned the four cocks which would soon be in my mouth.
Stacy fucked my mouth with her finger as she announced with a sense of finality, "If you cannot abide by these rules… Leave now."
No one stood up or made the slightest motion to leave.
"They are all yours Dottie. Which one shall you start with?" Kim asked these words with her usual caring tone.
I felt so special, having my wife and best friend go to the trouble of arranging this party for me. I couldn"t believe I was the center of a lustful attention in a room full of men.
Strutting from cock to cock, closely examining each of them. I knelt between the legs of the most nervous looking young man. His legs were shaking and precum was leaking from the head of his 6-inch cock. I aimed my face down toward his cock, opened my eyes as wide as I could and looked up at him. Wrapping my hand around his cock, I very slowly licked the underside from his balls to the head.
I heard Kim mention from across the room, "Brian, you are a lucky young man."
I knew he was fighting the urge to reach out and touch me; he shifted his arms behind the chair and continued to look down at me. I took the head of his cock between my lips and sucked. He responded with a soft moan.
Stacy moved behind him, looking down at me, watching my "technique". She scrutinized my actions as I took more of Brian"s cock in my mouth and started to bob up and down on the object of my affection. She offered, "Suck hard on the way up and relax on the way down."
Wordlessly following her instruction, I took as much of it as I could in my mouth without gagging. Sucking as hard as I could while raising my head, I saw Brian"s eyes close and his head lean back. Quickly taking it back in my mouth, I repeated the action.
Stacy cooed, "That"s it… very nice Dottie. You are now milking a cock. Good girl."
After four trips up and down on that rock hard cock, I felt it jump on my tongue. Without pausing I dipped back down, sucked with everything I had and slowly slid up off it. As soon as my upper and lower lip touched each other, he exploded. His creamy load stuck my lips with a velocity I had never seen before. I opened up to catch the next blast, which struck the roof of my mouth and dripped down onto my tongue. The final spurt hit the area where my upper and lower lips meet, part of it shot across my cheek while the rest coated my tongue.
I closed my mouth and squished it around, then opened wide to show my guest just how slutty I could be.
Stacy smiled down at me and ordered, "Spit."
Kim had appeared and was holding a shallow bowl beneath my face. I squished it around once more then expelled his juice from my mouth. Kim used a spoon to scoop up the cum from my cheek and lips, depositing all of it in the bowl. When satisfied that I was clean, Kim placed the bowl in the center of the circle. Stacy ordered me to kneel by it, facing Brian. When positioned, Stacy asked me to thank young Brian.
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Keywords: 07, Ch., Sissy, Hubby,