Boy Toy For Mature Woman Femdom Sex Story September 6, 2008
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Boy Toy For Mature Woman Femdom Sex Story. A mature woman builds the perfect boy toy for sexual pleasure.
A mature woman and her boy toy femdom sex story written by Miss Scarlet for
kinkysexstories.org.
Sex Story
Hello, I am a 45 year old mature woman who runs a very successful company. I love my job and have worked hard to get where I am. But in order to get to the position of power and wealth that I have, I had to make some difficult sacrifices along the way. One of those was to forgo intimate relationships. Working 10 hour days and traveling as often as I do, it’s proven impossible to maintain close relationships with lovers. 
Sure, I have had many flings along the way, but I always wanted more. Someone to love and love me back. But I learned that most men either feel threatened by my position, or simply require a more submissive woman that could be there for support
But one day I was reading a sex story about an older mature woman who had transformed a young boy into her sex slave and I was struck at how perfect that idea might work for me. So, I set out in search of finding a sexy hot young stud to mold into the perfect boy toy for my active and demanding lifestyle. I called up the human resource department of my company.
“What kind of worker are you looking for ma’am?” They asked.
“I’m looking for a young male 18 to 23 years old to be my personal assistant. He does not need previous work experience but he must be available 24/7. ” I told the HR department and the next day during my lunch hour I interviewed 4 different young boys.
Each day I would interview about 4 or 5 young men and ask them a multitude of questions. During this process, I began to get a better idea about what I was looking for and why. I realized I was looking for a boy who was young, dumb, and full of cum. I used to only like smart men, but I have learned that they give me trouble. I used to like tall muscle men, but they also have given me trouble. And there was something else rather personal. I used to want a well hung man, but I have a very compact pussy and the big boys only hurt me and dry me up. So perhaps I should try a man with an average or below average size penis. Of course it was impossible for me to screen the applicants for that, but I did my best to size each young cuttie up.
After several weeks of interviewing all these young men, I finally came across one boy who stuck out in my mind. He had the cutest butt of them all, a soft and kind voice, he smiled and giggled and was a little shy around me. He was from the country and totally naive in the dealings of the city and cut throat business. I liked him immediately and began to fantasize about how jealous all the other powerful women executives would be when they saw him with me.
“Just a couple of more questions for you Barry ok?” I asked during the interview. “Do you have a girlfriend?”
“No ma’am.” He said.
“Do you have family or friends near by?” I asked.
“No, I just moved to the city and don’t know anyone yet.” He said.
“Ok Barry, you did very well today, I’ll let you know shortly.” I said.
After he left my office, I took out my dildo from the desk drawer and masturbated while thinking about owning that gorgeous ass of his.
I hired Barry, who was 19 years old, and told him that I would pay him a small salary of 20k a year with the chance of a raise but I needed him to be on call 24/7. Barry, who was unsure about what he wanted to do with his future, was all too willing to be at my beckon call. He was young, full of energy and had a strong desire to please and be accepted. I set out immediately on building him and molding him into my perfect dream boy toy.
The first thing we did was go shopping.
“Barry honey, your duties for me are going to include a wide range of activities, from escorting me at formal social engagements, to working in the garden, to days at the beach. Your appearance will reflect upon me so I need to make sure you look good. Do you understand?”
“Yes ma;am.” He said.
“From now on, just call me Miss Scarlet.” I said.
“Yes Miss Scarlet.” He whispered.
I could not wait to see how my new boy toy looked in a pair of tight fitting jeans so off we went. I picked out several pairs and then took Barry by the hand to the dressing room where I waited outside and peeked through the crack to watch him undress. He was so young, and so cute, and had a butt that simply begged to be squeezed.
When Barry was dressed, I told him to come out so I could see and he spun around as I looked closely at his perfect butt in those tight jeans.
“Not bad. But lets see if we can find something a little tighter for you sweetie.” I said.
I was dying to get a closer view of his cock. I didn’t want anything too large, but something very cute.
“Do you have a swimsuit?” I asked.
“No Miss Scarlet.” He said.
I took Barry by the hand to buy him a thong. I love men in thongs. Especially 19 year old boys with bubble butts. I picked out several thongs for Barry that were a size or 2 too small and told him to try them on. He was very shy at first but I assured him that he needed the thong for pool parties and beach events and he had nothing to be shy about.
“Everything ok in there?” I yelled through the dressing room door.
“Yes, almost done.” He said.
“Don’t be shy, let’s take a good look at you.” I said. Barry meekishly opened the door and revealed his thong that I had picked out for him. The suit was a little too tight and smashed his cock and balls a little but I liked it. But what I liked most was that he was not a very well endowed boy. He was the perfect size for me. I looked down at his manhood, then up at him and smiled which put him at ease.
“How do they look?” He asked curiously.
“They are very sexy. Come here and let me fix them for you.” I said as I grabbed him by the hips and forced him over to me. He watched as I placed my finger inside the elastic band and fit them snugly around his waist. I watched as his cock began to swell with blood. I quickly stretched the band out and took a peek at his growing package, then snapped the band back.
“Yes, this will do nicely. Perfect. Now that I know your size, I’ll go pick out some more and bring them back for you to try on.” I said.
After buying my new toy several nice suits, the bill came to a couple of thousand dollars for his new wardrobe.
“Miss Scarlet, this is too much. How can I ever pay you back?” He asked.
“I’m sure we can come up with something.” I said. “Now let me show you where I live and you can try on all your new clothes for me ok?”
The next aspect of my plan for building the perfect boy toy was to build the perfect boy toy body. Barry already had a fine young body. After all, he was 26 years younger than me and I was was old enough to be his mother. But my hormones didn’t know that. Anyway, I figured Barry should have a personal trainer to spend an hour or two a day working out with, but I didn’t want him to be with a woman, so I sought out the biggest and scariest muscle man I could find for Barry to work out with.
Rick was a humongous Jamaican muscle stud and I hoped he would keep Barry in line when needed.
“Barry say hello to Rick. He will be your personal trainer. Each day, Rick will come here to the office and you two can work out in the weight room. As you can see, Rick is huge. He is very strong, very strict, and very black, and I want you to do everything he tells you to do ok, or he will kick your ass do you understand?”
“Yes Miss Scarlet. Hello Rick. I’m Barry.” HE said.
“Well from now on, for an hour a day, your ass is mine kid. Do you get me?” Rick said scaring poor Barry.
“Yes.” He said.
“YEs what?”
“Yes sir.” Barry said.
“Much better. Now lets get you started. Drop and give me 20.” Rick said.
I watched through the window as the black muscle stud molded and shaped my boy toy. Rick manhandled Barry and put his ego check, and put him in his proper place every day for an hour, and it turned me on so much to watch. I began to spy on them and massage my clit to an orgasm while they worked out and sweat in spandex.
Over the next week, I began to train Barry to perform the tasks I needed done. Everything from answering the phone and making appointments for me, to cooking me dinner and cutting the grass. I decided to give him a company car and he would pick me up at 7am, and take me to work, then drive me home at night at 9pm. Cook me dinner, do some household chores, and then stay at my home until I fell asleep. I wanted to own his time and his life. I wanted the only thing in his life was to be me.
It was time to take the next step.
“Barry, it makes more sense for you to just spend the night over here on the weekdays so you don’t have to drive back and forth. You can sleep in the guest bedroom. I insist.” I told him and he seemed a little uncomfortable but I had been working him hard and he agreed.
Now I began to tease this boy who was 26 years my junior. Each night I would strut around in next to nothing and watch his eyes follow me around the room. I would get into the shower and call out for Barry to come into the bathroom. I would tell him what clothes to get for me. Sexy panties, teddies, stockings, and he would go to my closet and get them, lay them out on the bathroom sink. I would dress in them, say goodnight, and listen to him in the guest bedroom while he masturbated.
“Gary, could you come in here please.” I asked. He came in my room wearing a very tight pair of boxer briefs. I was spread out on the bed looking very sexy. “Honey, I know you want to come to bed with me don’t you?”
“Yes Miss Scarlet. You are all I can think about.” He said.
“Well come over here.” I said. Gary walked over to me and I slowly slid down his tight briefs and unfolded his cute cock. I stroked it until it was erect and inspected his balls too. “Are you ready to learn how to please me?”
“Yes Miss Scarlet. What would you like me to do?”
“I want you to turn around so I can spank that beautiful behind of yours. That’s good. Now bend over a little for me and spread your legs a little. Oh that’s lovely.” I said as I began to spank his 19 year old bottom and watched it shake in front of my face. “now Barry, I want you to get on your hands and knees and begin to kiss my pussy.”
I watched as this boys eyes looked up at me so submissively as he nervously began to lick my clit. He was actually very good but I didn’t want him to get an ego. I began to instruct him to how I liked it. I made it difficult for him but I began to cum very shortly. I kept him down there until I came 3 times, all over his beautiful boyish face.
“You can add that to your daily duties Barry. Now go on back to bed and finish masturbating. I need to get some sleep.” I said as I rolled over. I wanted to feel my new boy toy inside of me so badly, and grip his gorgeous butt cheeks and plunge his cute cock into my tight pussy, but I knew that I had to time it right or else Barry but get an ego about it, or start thinking he owned me, like most naturally do. But it was I who needed to feel that I owned him. Which of course I did.
I began to increase the amount of demands I had on Barry at work. I worked him hard all day long. If he finished early, I made up more stuff for him to do. I needed to break down his spirit and keep him busy. This way it was easier to control him and keep him out of trouble. I was the cause of his pain in life, but also his pleasure.
Each night I would make him perform oral sex for me and when I was fully satisfied, I would allow him to masturbate in front of me. One night I was feeling very kinky and lubbed up his young virgin ass and slipped a dildo in there while he masturbated. He seemed to be overcome with ecstasy as I turned on the vibrator while inserted in his ass. He became addicted to this and asked for it every night. It became a little treat I would give him.
Finally, Barry;s desire to fuck me was overwhelming for him and he became obsessed about it. I told him that although I was 45 years old, my biggest fear was that I would get pregnant. So I told him the only way I would have sex with him was if he got a visectamy. Barry refused the idea at first and I didn’t blame him because he was only 19 and had his entire life ahead of him. But if he truly was going to be mine, this would demonstrate it for me.
It was torture for him. I teased him constantly at work now. Wore the sexiest clothes, and flirted with everyone while he watched. He knew he could have me, but to get me, he had to have the surgery. I stopped using the dildo with him and refused to let him masturbate in front of me for 3 days. And on the 4th day, Barry told me he wanted to have the visectamy.
I will never forget picking him up at the doctors office and the look on his face. He looked like he had just been castrated. He cried on my shoulder as I held him and comforted him. He cried all the way home. And he was a real mess until his balls finally healed and I took him to bed for the first time.
“My sweet Barry. You have demonstrated to me the level of commitment you have to servicing me and my pleasure. You have been very loyal and done everything I asked of you. And now, I am going to give you a raise. But first, I am going fuck you.”
I slowly unwrapped my boy toy. I laid him on top of me and slowly sunk his cute little cock into my throbbing cum soaked pussy. I began to cum uncontrollably as I moved Barry’s hips in the motion that I prefered. When he began to go at his own speed, I stopped and slapped his face gently and told him, “NO” just like a dog. And in no time, he learned to take cues from me. And he began to get off on my pleasure only and we began to cum at the same time, every time.
I had never had sex this good. I mean he didn’t have a large penis, or lots of muscles. He didn’t even have a lot of skills in bed either. But there was something about he dedication to me and my pleasure that got me off harder and faster than I thought possible. He didn’t cause static or have motives other than to please me. It was pure, the way it should be.
Or maybe it was the fact that I was 26 years older than him. I still don’t know for sure but I know that having that kind of amazing sex began to change my entire life. I laughed more, took myself less serious, felt more satisfied in general, and had an overall better outlook on life.
Well, I began to allow Barry to share my bed with me. Each morning he would wake up and cook breakfast for me while I slept in. When the food was done, he would begin to eat my pussy and I would wake up having an orgasm and looking at this beautiful boys body and face going to work on my snatch. Then I would eat, he would drive me to work, and I would give him a to do list. At night, he would cook me dinner and then we would fuck for at least an hour.
Folks, it doesn’t get much better than that.
T
he best part was going out to parties with him on my arm. All the women my age would stare, gossip, and ask me a million questions about him. They all wanted one of their own.
I would have pool parties and have Barry cook and serve us drinks in a thong. They would spank him as he bent over to serve them a margarita.
“How much are you paying him?” They would ask. “Is he your son?” “can we borrow him for a night?” “Oh come on, how much to borrow your boy toy?”
All powerful women should have a boy toy. I know that now Barry is perhaps the most valuable thing I own. I wish I had thought of this sooner.
Boy Toy For Mature Woman Femdom Sex Story written by Miss Scarlet.
Cross Dressing Sissy Slut Transformed Into Shemale By Dominant Strap On Lesbian August 30, 2008
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Cross Dressing Sissy Slut Transformed Into Shemale By Dominant Strap On Lesbian.
A young cross dressing sissy is forced and transformed into a shemale by the mature and dominant hands of two strap on dido yielding lesbians. Written by Donna for kinkysexstories.org
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My name is Donna and I have been bi-sexual ever since I was old enough to have interest in sex. I realized early in my life that I have a dominant personality and I also learned what turns me on most is to take something beautiful and submissive and transform them into my personal toy. I still recall my very first boyfriend. He was a jock and very masculine and I liked him a lot. When we were making out, my instincts told me to wrestle him to the ground and force myself on him. It got me so hot that I had to go further and I tied him up and then put make up on him and then a bra and panties. Then I fingered his asshole until he came. After a year of dating him, I had transformed him into a flaming homosexual and I still masturbate about doing so today.
These days, I am mostly a lesbian and prefer to fuck women. But sometimes I spot a sweet young and innocent boy and bring him into my lesbian affairs and eventually transform the sweet little sissy into a gay twink boy. But if I really like him, and his transformation makes me really hot, I try to go all the way and transform him into a shemale, getting him breast implants and if I am lucky, he becomes a sweet bride to a massive stud.
I am 42 years old and my girlfriend Misty is 22. We like to go out to bars and wait for men to hit on us, and then shoot them down so badly that they cry. It’s a little game we play sometimes. One night we were out and a very young and sweet boy began to hit on Misty. She toyed with him for awhile and we both could tell he was very submissive, just the way we like it. While at the bar, he allowed Misty to apply some lipstick on him. That’s the test we give a boy. If he passes it, he comes home with us and we give him a night he never forgets.
Well Timmy agreed to come home with us and while driving him home, I put more lipstick on him and put two fingers in his mouth and told him to suck. He was a natural and my pussy got so wet. It was then that I knew Timmy was special.
“I think we have a little sissy boy here Misty.” I said to my girlfriend. “Look at how eager he is to suck. We won’t have to do too much work to transform him. He’s already half way there. Timmy, are you sure you aren’t gay?” I asked.
“No. I’m not gay.” He said.
“Well, I bet you have tried on a pair of women’s panties before haven’t you? It’s ok to tell us. We enjoy and appreciate that in a young man. In fact, it really turns us on. You want to turn us on now don’t you?” I teased him.
“Well, I do have a pair of my ex girlfriends panties that sometimes I put on.” He admitted as he blushed.
“And have you ever had a man’s cock in your mouth sweetie?” I teased.
“No, of course not. I’m not gay.” He said.
“Well, there’s nothing wrong with it. And there’s nothing wrong with being gay. Misty and I are gay, but we like boys too. Especially cute boys who wear panties sometimes. ” I said and held him close to my chest until we got home.
Misty and I undressed Timmy in front of the mirror and began to caress and nurture his sweet and sexy little sissy body. It was already very feminine with almost no body hair or muscles. Misty kissed him as I stroked his little sissy cock until it was hard.
“Your cock is not very big sweetie, ” I whispered in his ear, “but your ass is a work of art. Most women would kill to have an ass like yours. ” I said as I played with his butt cheeks like puddy.
“Now Misty is going to apply some make up to you while I put these panties on you and you can show us how much you like to wear them. ” I said. Timmy said nothing and let us completely play with him. My pussy was soaked already watching this young sissy submit to us. He had no clue what he had gotten into.
Timmy’s mouth looked fantastic with the heavy red lipstick and I picked out a bra for him and placed it onto his soft and barren chest. I looked down and saw his tiny penis sticking out of his panties and gave it a little tug.
“Looks like somebody likes all this attention. Your little girly clit is very excited isn’t it?” I asked.
“YEs.” He said whimpering.
“Don’t be scared Timmy. You are very lucky to have found us. We are going to bring you to heights of pleasure you never even dreamed of. Now lift up your foot so I can put this stocking on you.” I instructed him.
After Misty and I had cross dressed Timmy into a beautiful little sissy slut, we paraded him around our place and teased him and tickled him and tortured him.
“Timmy, you are absolutely beautiful. All of our lesbian friends would love to have a sweet sexy girl like you. Don’t you feel beautiful? Your lips look fabulous. Don’t you feel so soft and feminine? Like a ripe blossom that needs to be plucked. Doesn’t it feel wonderful to let go of all your masculinity and allow yourself to be free and beautiful? Now it’s time for your reward for letting us dress you up and sissfy you” I said.
I took Timmy by his soft and feminine hand and led him to the bed. I lay him on top of me and could feel his small erect cock sticking out of his panty and rubbing against my stocking. I could smell the slutty purfume we sprayed on his neck. My pussy was drenched in wetness now and I longed to feel his sissy prick inside me.
I grabbed the sissy’s ass cheeks and plunged his dick into my pussy. Ahhhh. I very gently and softly rocked his hips back and forth into my pussy. Slow enough that he wouldn’t cum.
“Now this is the way you should fuck a woman.” I said. “Soft and slow and gentle.” I reached behind him and stuck my finger deep into his ass and watched his eyes light up and his painted mouth open wide. “Now just relax and enjoy it.” I said.
Meanwhile my girlfriend Misty had straped on a large black strap on dildo. She had grabbed some anal lube as well and inserted her lubricated finger into his virgin ass hole right next to mine. Timmy moaned and squirmed and struggled as I held his sissy arms tightly.
“Very good sissy boy. You can take 2 fingers up there. That’s what we like to see. Now just relax and don’t cum yet.” I said.
Misty put the head of the large black strap on cock against Timmy’s ass cheeks as he continued to sweetly move in and out of my pussy.
“Now Timmy look at me. I want to see your face as you get fucked for the first time.” I said and laughed at him. Misty slowly inserted the massive black cock into his virgin ass and because it was so tight, his entire body began to shudder and shake. “Just relax Timmy and keep fucking me. You are doing a very good job.
“It hurts.” He whimpered.
“I know it does sweety. But it feels good too doesn’t it? It’s ok. You can tell me. I won’t tell anyone. ” I said.
“Yes, it feels good too.” He admitted.
“Well don’t cum just yet. Let Misty fuck you and take it like a man. She can fuck you better than you can fuck me I bet.” I said laughing.
Every time Misty thrust into Timmy’s ass, his little dick thrust into my pussy. I began to cum and climax as I watched the look on Timmy’s face as he took it in the ass for the very first time. His painted face looked so sexy as he allowed Misty to violate him. He was so tight that even the smalest of movement of the strap on caused all of his skin to move. It was so tight and so sexy to watch.
“Now do you feel your ass pussy begin to stretch and welcom the big cock?” I asked.
“mmmmmmmm”, was all Timmy could say.
Misty and I began to feel his little sissy ass muscles tighten up and we knew he was about to cum.
“Looks like you are starting to enjoy this my little sissy slut. But don’t come just yet, we have much more for you.” I said. But just then Timmy’s ass cheeks gripped down on the large cock that was violating him and I had to take him out of my pussy before he exploded. “My sweet little Timmy. I knew you were going to enjoy that. You did a very good job for your first time. I am proud of you.” I said.
Timmy was shaken, embarrassed, and stipped of all his dignity. We had broken him and he was confused by the pleasure of it.
Misty and I undressed Timmy and gave him a hot bath. We shaved his pubic hair and his other body hair and he let us. He was loving all the attention. We then dried him off and dressed him in a frilly teddy negligee. We told him that from now on, he must wear our panties at all times.
We brought Timmy into our bed that night and he slept between us as we stroked, fondled, and fingered him. The next morning we tied him up and took turns fucking him with an even bigger strap on, stretching his sissy ass pussy to accept our cocks easily . This time we had to put a cock ring on small penis to keep from coming. Timmy was starting to enjoy being fucked in the ass as much as we enjoyed fucking him.
We made a deal with Timmy that if he wanted to be part of our love triangle, he had to be dressed up as a woman when he came over. Since poor Timmy couldn’t seem to get sex anywhere else, he agreed. We took Timmy shopping and bought him clothes. And when he came over to see us, he came over dressed in these sexy and often slutty clothes. It was a thrill to see him so nervous and scared at the door, and then to take him inside and have our way with him. We had almost completely transformed him into a shemale and he was totally unaware.
One day I told Timmy that Misty and I wanted to take him out to a bar dressed like a woman. Timmy didn’t like the idea at first, but we he was so whipped, that we knew we could get him to do anything we wanted. We dressed him in a wig and a sexy red top with black gloves to cover his arm hair and hands. He looked fantastic.
“Are you ready for your big night out on the town with the girls?” I asked.
“”Yes but I am very nervous.” He siad.
“Oh don’t be. You look great. I think it’s about time the whole world saw how sexy we have made you. We want to show you off Timmy.” I said.
We took our little sissy slut boy toy out to a gay bar. He was the new bitch on the block and all the gay bears were making eye contact with our new little sissy.
“Now Timmy, I think it’s about time we found you a boyfriend. After all, Misty and I can’t fuck you all the time. ” I explained.
“No, please. I don’t want to be with anyone else. I love you guys. Please don’t make me be with a man.” He begged us.
“Stop bitching. We will keep fucking you in your little sissy ass until we can find you a real man that you like ok?” I said.
“Well, I guess so.” Timmy said crying.
Just then as massive muscle stud approached Timmy and asked to buy him a drink. We nodded yes and we all talked awhile.
“Why don’t you and this stud go dance a little while. Now Timmy, I want you do do whatever he wants ok?” I said sending Timmy away. Misty and I watched as our submissive sissy held his frist real man close and creamed our panties as he was fondled and then kissed for the first time.
As the bar closed we asked the stud to come home with us and he agreed. He was a gorgeous masculine man and he held Timmy in the back seat sneaking his hands into Timmys panties as the two kissed in silence.
Back at our place, Timmy was getting turned on by this aggressive gay bear and it took no coaching from us to get him to suck his cock. In fact it was Timmy who went for it first. Placing the huge shaft into his sissy virgin mouth and sucking like a pro. Timmy cupped his giant ball sack and we watched as his painted lips sucked up and down until the gay stud began to convulse and exploded all over Timmy’s sissy face.
“Very good Timmy. We have taught you well. Now that wasn’t so bad now was it?” We said as we applauded his first blow job. After the stud had emptied his cum all over our sweet little sissy’s face, he went home and we took Timmy to bed and fucked his ass good and hard.
Misty and I asked Timmy to move in with us and told him that if he did, he must be dressed in drag as often as possible. To our surprise, Timmy agreed and after a few months, Timmy was dressing as a woman full time. We took pleasure in making him as feminine as possible and stripping away any sense of masculinity he once had. We stopped letting him fuck us and now, we only fucked him with strap ons. But of course we made him perform oral sex for us sometimes twice a day.
We took Timmy out shopping dressed as a woman, we took him out to eat dressed as a woman, and slowly, Timmy stopped wearing his boy clothes altogether. We even had all our lesbian friends over and allowed them to take turns dressing up our boy toy and then fucking him. But one lesbian friend tried to use am extra large steel dildo on Timmy that stretched our his ass pussy so far, it took weeks for it to shrink, so we had to stop the parties.
One night, we tied Timmy up and teased him with his favorite strap on dildo.
“You want this cock don’t you, you little sissy.” I said.
“Yes, you know I do.” He begged me.
“Timmy, I know what else you want. Even if you don’t know you want it yet. You want to be a woman. You want to have breasts and be our little shemale sissy slut don’t you? You want to do whatever it takes to please us. It’s your nature. It’s what you were born to do. ” I said.
Timmy began to cry and sob. “I don’t want to lose you and Misty. But I don’t want to have tits either.” He cried.
“Now deep down you have always wanted this. To be a real woman, to be our special little toy. To serve and please us forever. Timmy you will make us very happy by doing this. We can no longer continue to fuck you unless you take the next step. It’s time you got breasts and became a real woman for us.” I said.
Timmy cried uncontrollably and I held him in my arms and kissed him untill he calmed down and said, “ok, I will do it.”
I squeezed him tightly and placed my black dildo into his mouth to suck which stopped his sobbing. The next day Misty and I took him in for his breast implants. When we picked him up, he was gorgeous. Almost as sexy as Misty. Poor Timmy was crying and his mascara was running all over his pretty white blouse.
“Timmy, you look wonderful. Don’t be sad. This is your first day as a real woman. Lets get you home and break you in. Misty and I have bought a whole set of new bras for you. But from now on, we are going to have to call you Tina.”
Our sissy slut Timmy, who was now Tina, began to really take to his forced womanhood. In fact, he was much happier with breasts and was definitely much sexier. His transformation had been complete. Misty and I were so pleased how we transformed our sweet sissy slut Timmy into a gorgeous submissive shemale, that we couldn’t keep it to ourselves. I began to seek out gay play mates for our new shemale Tina.
I took a picture of Tina and placed an ad in the online personals.
“Newly transformed shemale looking for studs to suck and fuck for free.”
The answers poured in. I was very selective and finally choose a very tall and muscular older gay man to be Tina’s first. When he arrived at the door I told Tina to hug him and let him kiss her. Well once they started to kiss, there was no stopping the raw sexual power of those two. The stud picked up our shemale and placed her gently on the couch with her legs in the air and quickly tore off her panties and thrust his massive cock into Tina’s ass. Misty and I got naked and began to suck each others pussy as we watched Tina get man handled. Soon Misty and I began to orgasm. Then Tina began to cum in her panties but the stud was far from done and continued to put Tina in every position he could think of. Misty and I watched Tina’s limp tiny penis get bounced around as the giant cock when in and out until finally, cum spewed out of Tina’s ass pussy and ran down her crack.
Tina turned to us and said, “Oh my god, you have made me so gay. I just love cock in my ass” I came in my panties instantly.
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Cuckold Strap On Cross Dressing Sex Story August 19, 2008
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Cuckold Strap On Cross Dressing Sex Story – Mother in law with strap on dildo turns husband into cuckold cross dressing sissy slut.
Written my Bob for kinkysexstories.org
I began cross-dressing when I was a teenager. I just enjoyed the way the soft and frilly things felt against my body. I was never gay or attracted to me, but I loved women so much that I wanted to be more like them. So although I was a closet cross-dresser, that’s as far as it went.
When I met my wife Brandy, I told her about my lingerie desires and after awhile she understood that it didn’t threaten our relationship, but in fact drew us closer and allowed us to share something very special. Since my wife accepted my cross-dressing, I knew she was the girl to marry.
My wife’s mother Alice was a very dominant woman and never liked me from the start. My wife told her mother everything we did, even our secret about my cross-dressing fetish. I was hurt by this breech of trust but what could I do? For a wedding present, my mother in law bought me a blond wig, pink panties, and red pumps to match. I was completely embarrassed and humiliated when I opened the gift while my mother in law just smirked at me and my wife giggled.
What was worse was when I discovered that my mother in law would be going with us to Miami on our honeymoon.
“You know mom. She does what she wants to do and no one can stop her.” My wife said.
The first day we arrived, my mother in law informed me that she had bought my wife a day at the spa and that would giver my mother in law and I a chance to bond and go shopping together.
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“Oh stop putting up a fuss.” My mother in law said. “If you come with me and are a good boy, I just might by you some more sexy outfits for your honeymoon.
Both my mother in law and my wife laughed at me but she had a point. The idea of buying women’s clothes for me to use on my honeymoon did kinda turn me on. So I went along with it.
I was taken directly to Victoria’s Secret and led in my the hand of my mother in law. She marched me right up to the counter where a beautiful young blond was standing.
“Hi, this is my sissy son in law and he loves to dress up like a sexy woman. He is on his honeymoon so can you help us find something fabulous for him to wear tonight?” My mother in law said.
I was so embarrassed as the two women smiled at me. After the sales girl picked out a few items, my mother in law escorted me into the dressing room and began to strip me naked.
“I can do this alone.” I said.
“Oh stop your sissy fuss. You know you enjoy this so shut up.” She said.
I kept quiet as she took off all my clothes.
“Now turn around and let me look at you.” She said as she spun me around to look at my ass. “Bend forward just a little and stick out your butt. Very nice. Your not hung very well, but that’s ok, I doubt you will be needing that equipment much anymore. But I love your ass. It’s very inviting.”
“What about your daughter. How would she feel if she knew you were looking at me in this way?” I asked my mother in law.
“Well my sweet thing, it’s going to be our little secret for now. But after all, mommy knows best. Don’t you worry about that. I’m doing this for her anyway. She is going to be very excited about the wedding gift for her.”
My mother in law spanked me gently and then told me to step into the sexy outfit she had picked out for me. After I tried it on she stood behind me and we looked in the mirror together at how sexy she had made me.
“There, now that is nice isn’t it? Tell mommy how much you like her attention and how lucky you are that she can do this special thing for you.” My mother in law said.
“Yes, it’s true. I do look very sexy and pretty in this outfit. Thank you Alice.” I said respectfully.
To my surprise, Alice took my face in her hands and kissed me on the lips using her tongue. My cock began to grow out on my panties and she reached down and stroked it.
I skrimed back and said, “Hey, what are you doing to me?”
“Just warming you up sweetie, that’s all. Now shut up. We need to buy you some make up don’t we? And maybe some perfume as well.”
My mother in law undressed me, then purchased the sexy lingerie for me, then took me to buy make up and perfume. The whole time I was thinking about our kiss in the dressing room. It had really turned me on but was it cheating or just flirting? Perhaps it was ok because it was my mother in law. Would my wife be upset? Like she said, Alice is going to do whatever she wants and there’s not much you can do about it.
Back at the hotel, my mother in law unwrapped the sexy clothes we had bought while we waited for my new bride to return from the spa.
“I’m going to run you a nice warm bubble bath, then wash you, then lay out your outfit for this evening.” She said.
My mother in law kneeled next to me while I soaked in the tub then she carefully stroked me with a sponge inspecting every inch of my body. My cock began to grow as she watched it. There was no way of hiding from her how much this was turning me on. I felt totally exposed and at the same time, totally hot. She was really turning me on.
“Ok sweetie. Time to get dried off and dressed up in your new sexy things.” My mother in law said as she patted down my body with a towel. I stood there with a raging hard on and said nothing.
My mother in law began to dress me up. First pink panties, then the pink bra, then the white stockings over my legs, then the teddy over the bra. Then she strapped on my red high heels, then placed a blond wig on me. Then she began to apply make up and lipstick. And finally perfume.
“You look gorgeous. Simply fabulous. You turned out much better than I thought you would darling. Don’t your feel great now?” She asked.
“Yes, you did a good job. Thank you.” I said.
“Now stand up and lets get a better look.” She said.
I stood up and my hard on was sticking out of my panties. My mother in law quickly grabbed my thobbing cock and said, “We must do something about that. It doesn’t look right no does it? Not very girly.” She said and led me to the bed, bent me over her thigh and began to spank my pantied ass. “Maybe this will help.”
After spanking me for awhile, she turned me over to find my cock was every harder now. There was no hiding how turned on I was.
“Well, that didn’t work at all. But I know something that might do the trick.” She said.
The next thing I knew, my mother in law had tired my hands together. Then she reached into her purse and took out a large strap on dildo and strapped it on.
I began to protest. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“Hush sweetie, you know exactly what I am going to do to you, and you know how much you want me to do it to you. So just relax now.” She said as she slipped two lubricated fingers into my virgin ass.”
“I;ve never done this before. Don’t you think your daughter is going to be upset? What if she finds up like this?” I asked.
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“I’m going to have to break you in first. This way, when my daughter does this, you will have some experience and not be so skittish.” She said.
My mother in law bent me over and inserted her large strap on into my ass. It was very painful at first but as began to thrust into me, it began to feel much better. Then it began to feel wonderful. I looked into the mirror and saw my mother in law fucking me and it was too much.
“I’m going to cum now.” I said as I shot my load out of my panties and onto my pumps.
“Did the little sissy like it when mommy put her cock in your ass?” She asked me. “Come on, tell me how much you enjoyed that.”
“Yes, it felt very nice. I liked it very much.” I said.
“That’s a good little sissy slut. And we finally got rid of that hard on of yours too.”
“Just don’t tell my wife what we did ok?” I pleaded.
“Why not? Don’t you think she should know what a little sissy slut you really are? And how much you like it in the ass? I’ve been recording the whole thing so I can show all my friends what a little sissy my daughter married. I can’t wait to show them.” She laughed.
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“You recorded it?” I was horrified. “Please don’t show it to anyone.
“I bet your boss would love to see it and show it all around your office.” My mother in law threatened.
“Why would you do that? What do you want from me? I’ll do anything, just please don’t show anyone that tape.” I begged her.
“I am going to make you a cuckold sissy slut husband for my daughter. And you will also be my own personal sex slave. I’m going to pimp you out to my friends. And then make you watch your wife get fucked by a real man.” My mother in law said as she began to take off her skirt and panties. I was shocked. As it began to sink in, I realized there was nothing I could do. She had me over a barrel. If I didn’t do what she wanted, she would send that tape to my office, or even my parents. I would have to go along with her until I could think of some way to get out of it.
“From now on, you are not allowed to fuck my daughter. That;s going to be reserved for real men. I don’t want some little sissy slut to get her pregnant. We will find a stud for her and you will raise their children. If I find out you have fucked my daughter, I will send this tape to everyone you know, is that understood?” She said.
“Yes” I said helplessly.
My mother in law slapped me across the face several times and then looked at me as I began to cry little a baby.
“There there now. It’s going to be ok. In fact, you may even start to enjoy our new role as my sex slave. ” My mother in law said and then kissed me until I stopped crying. She began to stoke my cock and get me hard again. Then my mother in law forced me down to her mature and soaked pussy and told me to lick her until she came all over my sissy face.
It was very difficult for me NOT to fuck my new bride. She was a very sexy woman and I loved her very much. I bought her a dildo and explained that I was having difficulties in that department and was sorry. Meanwhile, my mother in law would secretly come over while my wife was at work and dress me up as a woman and fuck me in the ass. I must admit that I enjoyed it very much and I would cum very quickly.
My mother in law had arranged for my wife to get bi-weekly massages from a big stud. My mother in law would gag me and force me to watch as this mans giant hands rubbed my wife’s horny body all over. Sometimes my mother in law would insert her strap on while I was forced to watch.
“You are learning how to be a cuckold husband. And you are doing very well. Soon, you will no longer crave pussy at all. Only my strap on.” She instructed me.
After several months of not fucking my wife, one day while watching my wife get her massage from the stud, she rolled over and took out his gigantic cock and began to suck it. I began to get upset and cried so my mother in law took me away from the door and into the bedroom to listen.
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“Now listen to your wife sucking that real man off. Listen to how she moans, and how happy he is making her. I’ want you to lay on your back and stick you legs in the air like a good little sissy slut girl. It will help take the sting out of listening to your wife get her pussy properly fucked by a real man” She said.
I lay on my back submissively as my mother in law mounted me with her strap on. I began to hear my wife whimper and moan as she received that massive cock from her new stud. She was loving it and having multiple orgasms.
“You know he can do a much better job at pleasing your wife than you ever could. Just give into it and be glad that she is being pleased. And focus on how well you are being fucked by me.” My mother in law said.
I began to spurt cum all over my stomach as I listened to my wife climax in the next room.
“That’s a good cuckold sissy slut. Mommy has trained you well. Soon you will be allowed to watch your wife cheating on you as you wife watches you take it in the ass. Then we will all be one happy family.” My mother in law said.
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Forbidden Fruit Sex Story. Falling In Love With My Girlfriend’s Best Friend. August 17, 2008
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Forbidden Fruit Sex Story. How I fell in love with my girlfriend’s best friend.
Written by Zac for kinkysexstories.org
The forbidden fruit is forbidden for a reason, however sometimes the consequence is worth the taste.
This is a true story that recently happened to me. First I want to say that I am a nice guy and love and appreciate women the best I can. They are a continuous mystery and I love almost everything about them. I have gone for long periods of time without a girlfriend and have been very lonely during those times. I’m by no means a Casanova. Just a humble nice guy who does what he can to please the woman, or in this case, the women, who take an interest in me.
I have lived in San Francisco for the last 3 years now and the first 2 were very lonely. No woman wanted anything to do with me. But finally, I met Suz. She is a drop dead gorgeous brunette with long shiny hair and the most delicate of facial features. She is 5 foot 5 and has very large breasts, a small waist, and is in fantastic shape. She also wears glasses which drives me nutz. I met her at an art showing in my neighborhood and was so taken, I smiled at her, and then directly walked up to her and began talking. I am basically a very shy man, but her beauty transformed me into a different person. I was hit by lightening.
As luck would have it, we hit it off and were inseparable for months spending all our free time together. Sex took a little while to get perfect but we got there eventually and enjoyed a wonderful sex life making love about once a day. Suz was fantastic, she treated me well, and I quickly fell in love. It was a wonderful relationship and perhaps the best one I had been in. I was beginning to think about marriage.
Until I met my girlfriend’s best friend. Anna and Suz had been friends for several years and were very close. They told each other everything and before I even met Anna, I knew how important she was to Suz.
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One day I was hanging out with Suz at her apartment and Anna showed up after just working out at the gym. She was wearing spandex pants and a short tank top tee. When she walked in the door, I almost choked on her beauty. She was 5 foot 8, long blond hair, about a C cup, and an ass that did not stop. Her legs and ass were entirely too much.
I opened my mouth and said Hello, but on the inside I was completely bowled over. I fell in love with her instantly but knew I had to maintain composure. Her reaction was difficult to read. When she first saw me, she stopped and froze and starred at me, similar to my reaction. She stopped in mid sentence fro what seemed like a little too long. I don’t think Suz thought anything about it. My guess is that we both hid it enough.
Suz and Anna enjoyed having an afternoon coffee break with each other as much as possible. At the end of each day, Suz would tell me all about Anna and her life and I took an interest in it and enjoyed hearing about her. Her last boyfriend cheated on her and they broke up about 6 months ago. She was having a difficult time finding someone and had a little anger towards men. I was really surprised because she was by far the most beautiful and downright sexy girl I had every met. But I never told my girlfriend that. In fact, in order to conceal my crush on my girlfriend’s best friend, I pretended like I didn’t like Anna very much, explaining I thought she was a little bitchy and not my type, but tolerated being around her and hearing about her because she was so special to my girlfriend.
This tactic worked well because soon, Suz began to feel so comfortable about us being together that she would sometimes ask me to meet Anna somewhere because Suz was running late or couldn’t show.
One time, my girlfriend asked me to drop Anna off at the airport without her. I must confess that I was extremely excited to get the chance to be alone with Anna. I was shaking on the inside when I knocked on her apartment door but tried to keep my composure.
When Anna opened the door, she gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek and thanked me for taking the time to pick her up. I melted. I grabbed her bags, threw them in the car and opened the door for Anna. I watched the way her hips bent and the beautiful curves they made as she sat in my car.
As we drove and made small talk, I felt the entire inside of the car began to glow with love. I was buzzing from it and I know Anna must have felt it as well. I could taste the attraction to each other.
Anna was going to see her parents for the holidays and told me all about how neurotic they could be and how for many years she had been upset with them but now was trying to put it behind her. I just sat there and listened to this perfect 10 and thought about how lucky I was to just spend a little time with her. I could have listened to her talk the entire time. Her voice was very high and refined and so feminine and sweet. Yet there was a subtle strength behind it. She was a girl who had overcome rejection from her family, and recently, rejection from her ex boyfriend, but had managed to rise above it. I could not help but think just how lucky they man would be whom she loved next. I was smitten.
When we got to the airport, Anna asked me to come in for awhile and wait with her. I did so and as we sat next to each other on the bench. Anna was wearing shorts and I looked at how perfectly formed her thigh was. I think she noticed I was looking at it and she slowly moved it next to my bare leg and left it against me. I began to blush. I was almost unable to talk. The touch of this young woman drowned out everything else and I sat there glowing.
Just before it was time to go, she told me how lucky she thought her best friend Suz was for having found me. And then she said she thought I was coolest person she had ever met. She blushed and without thinking I reached out and hugged her, then kissed her gently on the cheek, which prompted her to kiss me on the cheek, and we held there for just a moment too long. I pulled away first and wished her good luck with her family. She thanked me again and said she will see me when got back.
Anna became almost like part of my relationship with Suz. Anna would call Suz and sometimes just talk to me instead. We all would go out for afternoon coffee together, and sometimes Suz would ask me to do personal things for Anna like take her shopping. Many days I would be alone at Suz’s place and Anna would come over after working out at the gym. We would sit and talk for an hour until Suz got home.
Now I loved my girlfriend Suz very very much. I had no intention of ever hurting her in any way. She was the best thing to happen to me in a long long time and I knew not to mess it up. I did everything in my power to conceal my feelings for her best friend Anna, and although I sensed Anna felt the same, neither of us ever took the first step. However we flirted heavily when we were alone together.
Suz expressed how nice it was that we all could get along and hang out together. I don’t think she sensed what was going on. Suz was a fantastic girl and no one had every cheated on her or anything like that. She was oblivious to that thing and I truly wanted her not to have to worry.
One day Suz asked me if I would help Anna move because I had a truck. I pretended to be very against the idea and said no. But Suz kept asking me and I finally I gave in and told her I would do it, only cause I loved her and would do just about anything she wanted. This made her happy.
It was a very hot August Saturday morning when I arrived at Anna’s with my truck. Anna opened the door wearing pink short shorts and a cut off tank top. She looked incredible and I was speechless. She hugged me very close and whispered in my ear how grateful she was for my help. I could feel her entire body against mine and it felt like going home. It was perfect fit against mine with her breasts against my torso and her hips just below mine. She smelled so intoxicating that I became numb. Finally we stepped back and looked deeply into each others eyes.
As we began moving, I could not keep my eyes off her ass in those pink short shorts that tightly cupped her buttocks. It was all I could think about and she caught me peeking more than once. Then we began to joke around and try to trip each other while moving. When we picked up the couch, we kept trying to slam each other into the wall and were cracking up. Once I was coming down the stairs carrying a very heavy box and as Anna passed me she spanked me and teased me not to drop her precious China or else.
So, I returned the favor when I passed her on the stairs and spanked her glorious butt. My hand bounced off her ass like a basketball. She laughed and giggled and scolded me to stop titalating her in a playful way. But she one upped me the next time I passed her on the stairs by grabbing my crotch and giving me a quick squeeze. This time I froze and had to put down the box to take a breath. She laughed in a teasing way and continued up the stairs telling me to be careful.
I was so turned now at that moment, that I had to stop playing with her. I was not prepared to jeopardize my relationship with Suz, even for someone as perfect as Anna. It was not fair to Suz and I was set against it.
Anna and I spent the rest of that day moving her stuff into her new place. Suz dropped by before we were finished and we all went out for dinner. There I was, sitting with two unbelievable dream girls and in love with both of them. I felt like the luckiest man alive and was beaming.
Suz, being the amazing woman that she is, told me I had to stay and help Anna put up all her furniture and not to come home until I did even if it took all weekend. I pretended to be very annoyed by this and teased Anna at her being a slave driver. I told them I would stay the night but had other stuff to do the next day. They teased me some more and then Suz went home leaving Anna and I together again.
Anna and I worked in her new place setting it up until very late. Then she told me to stop for awhile and opened a bottle of wine for us. We both sat there in candlelight talking and sharing and laughing. We were both sweaty and tired and soon I told her it was time to go to bed and asked her where I should sleep.
Anna got up and walked over to me and began to give me a shoulder massage.
“I can’t thank you enough for helping me today. You are really an incredible man and I think Suz is the luckiest girl in the world” Anna gushed. She held me very close and then looked up at me and deep into my eyes. She kissed my cheek once, then again, then again and again. I was frozen and very confused. My instinct was to take this beautiful woman and make deep and passionate love to her. Every fiber in my being craved it. But I refused to hurt Suz in this way and held back.
Then Anna began to confess.
“I know I shouldn’t tell you this. I told myself I wouldn’t tell you this. But I simply can’t keep it a secret anymore. I am completely in love with you Zac.” She said as she stared me in the eyes while holding me. “I want to give myself to you in every possible way. I want you to have all of me and I want all of you. You are all I have been able to think about lately. I don’t know what to do about it because Suz is your girlfriend and you guys are happy and I would never want to hurt my best friend. But the feelings I have for you are so powerful, that I can no longer control them.” She said almost in tears.
I pulled Anna closer to me and held her there as she gently sobbed. Again I was aware at how perfectly out bodies matched, and how much chemistry there was between us. I was very excited by what she had just told me and my cock began to grow as the blood rushed to it quickly. Anna could feel my erection and stopped sobbing as she buried her head into my chest and drew as close to me as physically possible. I kissed her head several times as I pondered what I was about to do. Anna was the forbidden fruit, the one thing I couldn’t have. She was the switch that could destroy the wonderful relationship I had with Suz and send my world into darkness and pain. Normally, I would never even had allowed myself to be in a situation like this but Anna was different. I realized that although I was totally happy with Suz and it was wonderful and I loved her very much, the fact that I had allowed us to end up here meant that I might love Anna more. Deep down, I knew this was true.
Once that thought hit me, I forcefully tilted Anna’s head up, looked at her tear soaked eyes, and kissed her passionately. The kiss was electric sending shivers down my spine and turning off my brain. I wanted Anna. All I wanted was Anna. I wanted every inch of Anna. I wanted to crawl inside Anna and kiss her spirit within. I wanted to have children with Anna.
I picked Anna up in my arms and walked her over to the bed we had just put together. She just gawked at me the whole time. I laid her down gently and grabbed her tee shirt and slowly lifted it over her head exposing her magnificent breasts. She reached around and unhooked her bra exposing her silver dollar sized nipples which were completely erect. She grabbed my head and forced my lips to her breasts. As I began to place suction on her left nipple she let out a deep and powerful moan. This did something to my body and I had to rip my jeans off. She quickly removed my tee shirt and placed her hands on my chest.
Like hungry wolves we ripped at each others clothes until we were naked and then I rolled on top of her and began to rub my cock on her public hair. We kissed each other like we were eating each other as my cock found it’s way into her hole of love. I slowly went deep, then deeper, then as deep as I could go sending Anna’s back arching and forced her jaw to open wide as she let out a moan of ecstasy.
Anna began to cry. “Are you alright?” I asked.
“I am so happy Zac. I have dreamed about this for too long. I’ve never cried during sex Zac. This is crazy.” She said as her tears turned to laughter. “No one has every made me feel this way.”
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I gently kissed her neck as I took her hips and began to thrust into her back and forth. Her head went back again and more moaning. After awhile I tuned her over on her stomach and made love to her from behind as I watched her ass bounce as my cock moved in and out. I could not believe how incredible her ass was. I didn’t want to cum yet so right before I did, I kept switching positions. I was consumed by her. Driven by some kind of force I had never known before. She was turning me into the best lover I had ever been. The kind of sex I had only heard about and read about. I couldn’t get enough.
Anna asked me to get on top of her again and she dug her hands into my back as she began to cum all over my cock. Her spasms came like waves over her. I could no longer hold back and just as I exploded into this love queen, she had another orgasm with me. We both came together our first time.
Anna rubbed her hands all over my body and nurtured me with them. She was moaning and in a state of bliss. As I was too. It was one of the most wonderful feelings I had ever felt and if it had been any better, my body wouldn’t have been able to handle it.
We held each other as close as possible gently kissing as our spirits glowed as one.
And as we lay there and came back down from the heavens, we both began to contemplate what this meant. The ramifications of how something so wonderful to us, was absolutely destructive to us as well. We didn’t say anything, but we were both thinking it.
“Zac, I am completely in love with you. With all my being I love you. That was the most wonderful thing I have ever experienced. You are simply incredible.” Anna told me.
“Anna, I am only incredible because you make me that way.” I said.
As Anna dozed off, I got up and got dressed again and laid out a blanket on the floor and went to sleep. I was worried that Suz might stop by the next day and I didn’t want to be caught in her best friends bed.
During the night Anna had gotten up and lay down next to me cause I woke up and we were both embraced on the floor. I began to kiss her and as she came to, she let out a gigantic smile.
“Any day I wake up looking in your eyes, is a good day.” She said.
She began to kiss me and I led her naked body to the bed again and went down on her pussy. I began to lick her clit and she came all over my face. Then she began to suck my cock and placed me in the 69 position. I came inside her mouth in under 2 minutes and felt very embarrassed.
We got up and took a shower together washing every inch of each others body. We towled each other off and began to tickle each other.
“I don’t want you to leave Zac. Not ever.” Suz said.
“I feel the same way Anna.” I said.
“I’m totally in love you. You drive me crazy. When can I see you again? What are we going to tell Suz? Poor Suz. Oh god. This is torture. Maybe she will understand. Do ya think?” Anna asked.
I told Anna that this was a very special situation that needed to be handled carefully. But inside, I became painfully aware of how sad this was. Someone was going to get hurt in a very bad way. And neither one of them deserved that. I was too afraid to face that so I thought that perhaps what Anna and I had together was a giant flame that might burn out eventually. To be honest, I thought Anna was out of my league and might just be really lonely. Perhaps I was just a phase for her and a way to heal from her previous bad relationships. In that light, I felt maybe what I was doing was actually a good thing. Suz would want her best friend to heal and find love. But of course with anyone other than me, her boyfriend.
Just then, Suz called Anna and asked how we were doing. Of course Anna lied and told her that I was bothering her and she would be sending me back to her first thing.
After she hung up, she looked at me and said, “This is going to be difficult. I don’t want to lie to Suz, I don’t want to hurt her, or lose her. And I don’t want to lose you either. It has taken my entire life just to find you. And I can’t stand the thought of sharing you either. Oh no. I can’t stand the thought of you having sex with another woman now. Anna said and sat down and buried her head in her hands.
Just last year I was lonely and miserable and thought I would never find love. And now, I had to choose between two of the most amazing women I had ever met. How did I get here? Life is sometimes like that. Filled with wonderment right next to tragedy.
I consoled Anna and reassured her not to worry and that a solution would present itself. But you know, the forbidden fruit is forbidden for a reason and I sank into sadness as I drove over to my girlfriend Suz and thought about all the wonderful times we have had and how she brought me back to life and turned my life into the bright side of the road.
I looked deeply into my feelings to find some answers. What did I want? I wanted Anna. Anna and I had a connection that Suz and I did not. Anna and I had incredible sex and more passion than a man can stand. Anna needed me. And although Suz was drop dead gorgeous, Anna was better. Anna has had a sense of loss in her life and worked through it. Suz has always had a wonderful life and probably always will.
So, I wanted Anna. But I didn’t want to lose Suz either, and definitely didn’t want to hurt her.
Before I saw Suz again, I called up Anna and she picked up the phone in tears.
“Anna, I don’t want you to worry. I am madly in love with you and you are the only woman I want. I can’t have sex with Suz again after what you and I just shared. But you must have a little patience with us if we are to keep from hurting Suz ok?”
Anna agreed. I had no idea what to do, but I knew what I wanted. I wanted Anna.
When I saw Suz again, she seemed a little distant. Like she sensed something had happened or something. I was very strange. That next night I lay down next to her and she was very cold. I wondered if she knew and Anna had told her.
Then the next day, Suz went to work and left me in her apartment. Then Anna called.
“YOu are never going to believe this she said. Are you sitting down?” Anna said very excited. “Suz wanted you to stay with me last night because she has fallen in love with someone else. She told me all about it just a second ago. She had him over for dinner last night and they made out. They didn’t have sex but they wanted to. Suz was a mess wondering what to do about it because she didn’t want to hurt you. “
I was stunned at this. All kinds of feelings rushed though me and it was difficult to focus on one.
“What should I tell her Zac?” Anna asked.
I composed myself and said, “Tell her that she should tell me the truth and that I can handle it and that’s it;s better to be honest about it than to lie. Tell her that I had confessed to you yesterday that I was feeling stagnant in our relationship and was thinking about taking a break.” I said.
“What about us? I mean, I have to see you now and console you. I have to spend the night with you Zac. You are all I can think about you know that? I am madly in love with you. I can’t believe that a doorway has opened for us to be together.” Anna said beaming. “I love you and I’ll call you back ok?”
Anna called back an hour later and said that Suz didn’t feel that she could tell me and asked that Anna tell me instead. I found that rather shitty but kinda understood.
“So Zac, come over now because I have something to tell you. And something else to give you. Come now!” She said.
I arrived at Anna’s and was mauled by her naked body as she ripped off my clothes and I fucked her standing up in the hallway, then we lay on the kitchen table, then we fell to the floor and made love there, then to the bed and made love for hours until we exhausted ourselves.
“Well, I hope that takes the sting out of your girlfriend breaking up with you.” Anna said as we both laughed together until we cried.
“I better call Suz now.” I said.
When Suz picked up the phone, she was very nervous.
“Suz, Anna told me that you have fallen in love with someone else. What can I say? I want you to know how much I have loved you and enjoyed being with you and I want to thank you for all you have done for me. I am a little sad that things between us are over because we had such a good relationship but I have been thinking about taking a break myself lately and didn’t know how to tell you. So really, everything is fine, I totally understand, and am not upset. In fact, I want you to be happy even if it’s not with me. I hope we can stay in touch and I have a feeling we will become good friends.”
Suz was blown away by this and thanked me over and over for understanding and being so cool. Meanwhile Anna was giving me a strip tease.
Well, this is my sex story about bitting into the forbidden fruit and how I fell in love with my girlfriend’s best friend. I was very lucky 3 times. Lucky to have met Suz, lucky to have met Anna, and lucky to have been able to be with Anna without any drama. Most of my life I have had terrible luck, but it all fell on me when I really needed it.
It’s been 6 months now and I am more in Love with Anna than ever. I have asked her to marry me and she said yes. Suz is thrilled that we hooked up and is our closest friend. After all, she introduced us. And Suz is still with the man she fell in love with.
I don’t know if everyone should eat the forbidden fruit. But if you do, then perhaps there is a reason why that you should pay attention to.
May you love and be loved.
ZAC
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Sex Story, Wife Lends Husband To Sister For Sex August 6, 2008
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Sex Story about Wife Lends Husband To Sister For Sex
This Kinky Sex Story from Sheri is about how she allowed her lonely sister to use her husband for pleasure.
Hi, I have been a fan of kinkysexstories.org for awhile now and wanted to share with everyone this true story of how I lent my husband out to my sister. It sounds crazy but it is true and managed to make the two people I care about most, very happy, which made me very happy.
Redhead wife
My sister Sara is 3 years younger than me and has been my best friend since we were very small. We are both red heads, have almost the exact same voice, and look very similar as well. However we made very different choices for our lives. I fell in love and got married at a young age to a wonderful rugged and clean man. While Sara pursued a career in law and rarely had time for romance.
Over the years I would counsel and support my sister but her loneliness always made me very sad. I believe that in order for true happiness to occur, it must be shared. Sara was never very good at sharing and threw herself into her career. The more successful she became, the more lonely she became until one day I think desperation caused her to fall in love with the wrong man.
Sara had been single for 10 years and then fell in love with a client she was defending. They had a wild whirlwind fling. She was the good girl and he was the very bad boy and Sara would always brag to me about how wonderful the sex was. But sadly, he was found guilty and sentenced to 10 years in prison.
Well, my sister Sara fell into a tail spin and had a difficult time getting to work or even getting out of bed. I constantly would council her each day. And my husband became very concerned as well. He was always asking about her. My husband is a very sexual man and wants sex 2 to 3 times a day. I however only desire sex about once a week so the entire 7 years we have been married, I am constantly telling my husband I’m not in the mood. He masturbates a lot and I often feel bad that I am just not as horny as he is. It’s been a big problem in our marriage, more than anything else.
So, when the idea occurred to me to lend out my husband to Sara, it didn’t seem so crazy. It was killing two birds with one stone, and making the two closest people in my life very happy. My only concern was if I would be comfortable with it. Would my husband leave me for my sister? Would my husband still want to have sex with me? What if they got into a fight? Then there would be trouble with my two closest people in my life. I realized it was in my best interest to make sure that their union was positive and healthy for them both. Or I could continue to watch my sister spiral out of control. Something had to be done.
“Sweetie?”, I asked my husband. “Why do you think my sister has had such trouble with men?”
“I don’t know honey.” My husband said. “She is very beautiful and smart. I imagine most men find her intimidating.”
“Do you find her intimidating?” I asked.
“No, I think she is very sweet, just like you.” He said.
“Do you think she is sexy like me?”
My husband paused wisely to feel my question out, “She is a very sexy woman.”
“YEs but do YOU think she is sexy?” I asked. “Don’t be shy, don’t worry about hurting me with a truthful answer. I really want to know what YOU think about her. I mean have you ever thought about her in that way?”
“Well, I suppose I did when I first met her, but since she was your sister, I never thought of it again.” He said.
“Honey, I want you to think of it again for me please. Just for a moment. If you were single, and did not know me, would you be interested in my sister Sara? Would you be interested in pleasing her?” I said.
“Wow, that is a strange question. Yes, if I was single, I would find her attractive, and if I didn’t already know you, I might want to make love to her. But since I do know you and love you, then I don’t think that way. What are you getting at honey?” He said.
“Well, I’ve been very worried about her since her only boyfriend in 10 years was sent to prison. I’m concerned she is going to lose everything she has worked so hard for. I think what she really needs is some good love from a good man to help see her through this time. And you are a good man and capable of good love and I was just wondering………..”
“Wait wait wait, you mean you want me to have sex with your sister?” My husband cried.
“More like be her temporary lover during this time.” I said.
My husband was dumbfounded. His face was bright red and he was completely unsure of how to react. I could tell he was wondering if I had gone completely man.
“Have you been drinking Vodka again?” He asked.
“No, I am very serious. You don’t have to answer me know, but I want you to think about it ok? It would be a big favor for me and my sister. But of course I must have your word that you will treat her right, and treat me right as well, and never forget that it’s a favor FROM me to you and her.”
My husband spent a week and thought about it and finally came around to the idea after asking me a million questions. He was of course worried that I wanted to have an open marriage but I assured him I did not and kept repeating what it was I was asking him. Finally when he gave me the green light, I approached my sister about it.
“Sara, what do you think about my husband?” I asked.
“Bill is great, why do you ask?” My sister said.
“Well, when you first met him, did you think he was sexy?” I said.
“Are you two having troubles in bed?” Sara asked.
“No no. Well, the usual. He wants it all the time, and I only want it once in awhile. But I really want to know what you think about him, I mean if you met him before I had.” I asked.
“Bill is great. I always thought so. I liked him immediately. You know you and I have always had the same taste in men. I was always very jealous of you and how lucky you got by marrying Bill.” My sister revealed.
“Well, Sara, do you find my husband attractive at all?” I asked.
“Yes he is a very handsome man.” Sara said.
“I mean if he wasn’t married to me, would you go to bed with him?” I asked.
“Well, I suppose so if he seduced me or something. Why? What’s wrong?” She said.
Redhead Sister
“I’m worried about you. Bill is a wonderful lover with a very large cock, but not too large that it hurts. He is sensitive as well as strong and he has always been fond of you. I was wondering if you would be interested in borrowing him for awhile until you start feeling better.” I asked.
“Are you serious? You want me to borrow Bill?” My sister asked.
“Yes, I want you and Bill to spend some time together. I want to loan my husband to you for awhile. If during that time you and him wish to have sex, that is fine by me. To be honest, he wants it far more than I do and it will be a load off. I won’t have to worry about him going outside the marriage for it. Well, outside the marriage maybe but not outside the family. You don’t have to answer me now, just think about it ok?”
My sister Sara was baffled. I knew that she was too proud to agree to it so I was going to have to slowly set it up. I would send my husband to the grocery story to buy food for Sara at first. Then he would cook for her every night. Then slowly, he would stay longer and longer until one night he did not come home at all.
“Where were you last night?” I asked.
“Well your sister finally allowed me to make love to her.” My husband said.
“Really? How did it go?”
“It was nice. I did my best to please her and I think she enjoyed it.” He said.
I called my sister to get all the details.
“Your husband is fantastic. Bill is a gentle giant in bed. And his cock is so huge. I hope you don’t mind that we made love.” She said.
“Not at all. That’s what he is there for. How was the sex?” I asked.
“Well, we made love all night. I had 5 or 6 orgasms. I didn’t sleep at all.” She said.
My husband and my sister continued to make love almost every night for 3 months. When I wanted to have sex with my husband or wanted him to sleep with me, all I had to do was ask and he would. The lucky guy was having his cake and eating it too. And Sara perked up and found the strength to continue on. After about a year, she found another man for herself. A good man, and thanked us both. She said that after being with Bill, she realized what kind of man to look for, and eventually found it.
I never felt threatened by it, or worried. I felt wonderful to be able to help both of the people I loved most. I think my husband had the most difficult time with it once Sara found someone else and he had to go back to only fucking me.
Dominant Domme Mistress Dominatrix Woman Loves To Dominant Submissive Sissy Sluts and Submissive Men, Boys, and the Like. April 3, 2008
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Dominant Dominatrix, Mistress Domme, confesses why she loves a submissive sissy male, written by Mistress Domme.
Hello all you submissive sissy sluts, men, queers, fags, queens, and sex slaves, I am Mistress Domme, your dominant dominatrix and I am here to take control of your sexuality and unleash your inner sissy fag and fulfill her naughty little submissive desires.
But before we get into the action, I wanted to explain a little bit about why I love being a dominant dominatrix mistress, and more importantly, why I love you submissive men so much.
At an early age, I was fascinated with power and often fought with any powerful man in my life, including my own father. I seem to have just been made this way and looking back I feel sorry for these men because I was really just being a little bitch and didn’t deserve the power and control I sought. But over time, as I matured into a wise woman, I learned from powerful people and learned how to be submissive to become more powerful. Until I finally reached a point of understanding and appreciation of both roles.
I was born naturally dominant and nothing turns me on more than a submissive man who can suspend his masculinity and ego enough to turn over his power to me. If he was not a man in the first place, then there would be no excitement in the role play and power exchange. A submissive man needs to give up control and it turns him on. And a dominant woman needs to take control and it turns her on. We might be the minority in the world, but we do exist and we both know how exciting this can be.
If you are a submissive man and feel ashamed of your desire to be dominated, then I am here to tell you that you should never fell that way. It’s the ying to my yang, the salt to my pepper, and the missing piece to my puzzle. You are also in good company. Over the years I have had the joy of dominating ever type and class of man you could think of, from every race and culture as well.
In short, nature made me a dominant woman and I need a submissive male to find my ultimate pleasure. Just as you were created by the same nature, the submissive male, and crave the dominant female to release your secret and taboo fantasies. Together we make them all come true. Together we complete the puzzle, we make each other whole, and we get off, over and over and over from finding and enjoying each other. We need each other and I cherish you just as much as you do me.
That’s a little secret in the profession of a dominatrix but it’s very true for the natural domme woman. Another fact that I always find a little sad, is that so many married men have to find a professional dominatrix and go outside of often a good marriage simply because they are afraid to share their submissive longings with their partner. Or worse, they express their fantasies of being dominated and their partner does not understand. She may be offended or think they are gay and becomes threatened.
I do not take pleasure in being the “other woman”. In fact, I often try to get my submissive males to open up and express their secret fantasies with their partners. And sometimes this does work. They needed me to tell them that it’s ok to do that and that perhaps other women will enjoy it as I do. But this is the exception.
But let me just say this. If you are a woman who is married to a man who has expressed some interest in being submissive during sex, or wants to try on your underwear, or anything kinky where his feminine side may be trying to expose itself to you, do not worry. In fact you are very lucky in many ways. Chances are your man is not gay, but more of a man than most. He is a whole human being that wants to experience both sides of the coin. And that can equal a better partner for you.
Even if he expresses an interest in being with another man, that rarely means he would rather be with a man than you. He is just a super sexual being and has a large appetite. Not all, but most adult men already know if they are straight or gay by the time they go through all the trouble to go to bed with you. Chances are if he fucks you once a month or more, he likes women and he likes you. Men can have very different sexual desires and needs than women, that is just how nature made us. It can scare a woman who does not fully understand this. But I promise every woman who reads this that if they go along for the kinky ride of their submissive men, they will enjoy it as much, if not more, than their kinky man. If you think you might have a submissive partner, ladies…….you have struck gold. GOLD!!!
But in the end, most women don’t understand, and most men are afraid to ask, and therefore I, as the dominant dominatrix mistress, stay in business and never run short of clients.
I am in my early 40’s now, and I have had some clients for 20 years. The need for the submissive man to let go of his power and control and submit to a dominant woman sexually who understands, does not go away. It’s like herpes. So if you are a submissive male and you are not getting your needs met, better find somewhere and someone and someway that you can. Either ask your partner, or find a new partner, or come find someone like me, or you will go through life always wishing and fantasizing about something you want. Life is far too short for that shit.
And if you happen to have a submissive man who has expressed these desires, and you have not explored them with him, or you have and you didn’t like it, then it may be time to go your separate ways or allow him to go outside the relationship to meet these natural born turn on’s.
So little boys and girls and little sissy sluts and closet dressers and wanna be queers and queens and fags, I just want you to know that if you have a penis, and you have submissive desires, that you are wanted and needed and appreciated. Even by a beautiful dominatrix and powerful dominant woman like myself.
We love you!!! And need you!!! And yes, even miss you!!!
Don’t change a thing!
Your Dominant Dominatrix,
Mistress Domme
Check back to this website (kinkysexstories.org) for kinky sex stories I have to share with those lucky submissive sissy boys out there who crave it.
You have my powerful permission to submit and submit fully to this article and post on kinkysexstories.com
Sissy Fetish April 3, 2008
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Sissy Fetish Sex Story written by Ian More
My name is Ian and I have a large sissy fetish. I am a straight man who loves to explore his feminine side by dressing up as a sissy in my spare time. Or better still, having a beautiful and strong women dress me up as a sissy. This fantasy turns me on more than anything else and I can’t get enough of it. I am writing this sex story in a white cotton body suit with little white bows and lace.
This is the true sex story of the first time I had the courage to tell a women of my sissy fetish.
I was on a business trip in Miami to close a deal with a client and had a free day and night to sightsee. I browsed the sex shops and ended up buying some white stockings, pink frilly panties, lip gloss, and a white lace bra. I went back to the hotel room and tried on my new sissy uniform and masturbated until my hot sissy cum filled my new frilly panties. Then I put on my swimsuit and headed out to the courtyard pool where I ordered a drink.
There was a woman about 15 years older than me with very large breasts at the bar and I stuck up a conversation with her. We talked about her ex husband and how after 5 years of marriage he left her for another man. She said that although he was gay, they still had the best relationship she had known. And then she abruptly asked me if I was gay too.
“No, I’m not gay. I am very attracted to women. But I enjoy getting in touch with my feminine side from time to time.” I said.
“Well you are a very good listener for a straight man. What do you mean about your feminine side?” She asked.
Usually when I tell a woman I enjoy cross dressing, they run away or assume I am gay, which is why I keep it to myself. But older women seem to accept this better and since I was on a trip, I figured why not.
“I am rather embarrassed to admit this, but sometimes I enjoy dressing up as a sissy. I find it relaxes me and I can have multiple orgasms.” I said shyly.
The older woman then looked deeply into my eyes and took my hand in hers and said, “I find that wonderful that you can share that with me. You know, my ex husband enjoyed that as well and it was one of the things I loved most about our marriage. I miss not being able to do that. I used to love to dress him up in my wedding gown, and I would dress in a man’s suit. And we would pretend to walk down the isle together and then have a honey moon where I was the man, and he was the women. I always thought this strengthened our marriage and bonded us even closer.”
“Wow, that is wonderful. I think very few women are that open minded.” I added.
“Listen”, she said, “I know we just met, but would you like to come upstairs to my room for awhile?”
“Umm, I think I would really enjoy that” I said and the older woman took me by the hand and led me through the hotel and up to her room. I was hard the entire time. I knew that I could really let myself go with this woman and was excited to do so.
“I am going to run you a nice hot bath and then I am going to cover your body with soaps and oils, and pamper you.” She said and looked down at my erection under my swimsuit. “Looks like you are already to go.”
This beautiful mature women slowly removed my swimsuit and my swollen cock popped right out. She eased me into the hot water and began to wash my entire body with soap. She had the caressing fingers of a nurse and I was hers entirely.
“Now stand up sugar and let me dry your bottom off.” She said. “Now stick your butt out a little so I can wash it better. My goodness, your penis just won’t stop looking at me.”
“Now, come into the bedroom here and let’s see what mommy has in her suitcase that might fit her sweetie. Ahh yes. This is very sissy and will look very nice on you.” She said and she took out a pink lace bra and lifted up my arms and slip it down and strapped it on. “Now for panties for my pretty pink sissy. Let’s try on a few of these so I can see which one makes your bottom look the best.” She said as she slipped one pair of panties on me after another. I was completely erect the entire time, just waiting to burst. It was a wonderful torture.
Once she had found a panty that she thought made my ass look good, she began to apply makeup on me.
“There, do you like how pretty mommy has made you?” She asked.
“Yes, very much. You did a wonderful job. Now what can I do to please you?” I asked ready to do anything she wanted.
“Well my pretty pink little sissy. Mommy is very wet in her panties and needs to be serviced. I want you to take those pretty pink sissy lips of yours and go downtown to mommies wet spot and show mommy how much you like being in her sissy things.” She said and she lowered my head to her hot pussy and guided my tongue in circles for her pleasure.
“Now stick you pretty sissy bottom up into the air so mommy can see it while you please me. That’s it, very good, very nice. What a pretty round little sissy bottom you have. All dressed in mommy’s frillies. You love to please mommy don’t you?”
I moaned a yes as I continued to suck on this older woman’s clit. She began to moan too and began to cum all over my face as she held it to her throbbing pussy.
“Oh that’s very good. My new sissy is excellent at pleasing his mommy isn’t he? Now that you have shown you can please me, I think it’s time I get to play with my new sissy toy don’t you? The first thing I need to do is to see how red my sissy’s pink bottom will get when I spank it. Come and lay across mommy’s lap, like you know you have been dying to do.” She said.
I laid my lace stocking thighs across her lace stocking thighs and they glided next to each other in a very sensual and feminine way. I placed my ass up in the air and she began to softly spank me, very gently, and very sweetly.
“You are a very good sissy,” she whispered to me as she spanked me. “You remind me of my ex husband and how much I used to love dressing him up as a sissy. Your pretty pink butt is turning a nice shade of red for me as I spank it. I know how much you like this. I know how much you want to give yourself up to my pleasure and allow me to expose your most secret desire of being feminine. You simply love the feeling of silk and satin and lace as it clings to your muscles. You love being at my mercy and not having to think or make any decisions at all don’t you sweet pink sissy?”
“Oh yes” I cried. “I love it very much.”
“You love being able to be completely submissive to my wise and gentle hands don’t you? You are now my little play toy. My boy toy. My little sexy sissy that I get to do anything I want to don’t you?” She said.
“Oh yes, yes, very much. You know everything. You are wonderful” I said in complete submission.
“And I bet you know what I want to do most to my new sissy toy don’t you?” She asked.
“No, what?” I said.
“Oh now stop lying to me sissy girly boy. We both know what sissy’s like most. You want to have your little sissy butt all full with mommies large strap on. Come on now, tell me what we both already know or else you won’t get it.” She said.
“Yes” I said submissively. “You are exactly right. I want to feel your large strap on buried deep in my sissy ass.”
“Now that’s a good sissy.” She said and stopped spanking me. She lifted me up and told me to go into her suitcase and find her strap on dildo and bring it back. Then she instructed me to assume the position on my hands and knees. She began putting lube on the strap on and then in my ass as she worked it in with a finger.
“I’m just going to move your pink panties to the side because they look so good on you.” She said. Then she began slowly inching her cock into my ass and I began to moan. Then she began to slowly work the large dildo back and forth as my butt muscles stretched for her more and more.
“Now don’t cum just yet sissy. I want to fuck you in many positions first. I want to see you ride my cock like a good sissy every way you can before having an orgasm.” She said.
It was very difficult not to cum as I lay bent on my hands and knees taking her strap on deep into my ass. I heard her moan and cum and then she turned me on my back.
“Now I want to see your face while I fill your sissy hole with my big man cock.” She said. And she bent down and kissed me deeply as she thrust her dildo in and out. Her tongue gouged by entire mouth. “Tell me who owns you now sissy? Tell me who you will always belong to.” She said.
“I’m all yours, now and forever,” I cried out. “I’m your little sissy slut”.
“What a lucky little sissy you are. Now I am going to lie down and I want you to climb on my strap on and show me how well you can fuck it by yourself.” She said.
As I mounted her large strap on, I began to bounce up and down on the cock while she looked deep into my eyes. Her hands rested on my shoulders and guided me up and down to a rhythm she enjoyed. I couldn’t take it anymore and told her I was going to cum.
She pressed her lips to mine and I came all over my panties. I felt incredible and totally relaxed.
“Now hold me and lay with me for awhile.” She said. “Mommy is not quite done with you.”
She stroked my hair and whispered nice and soft things into my ear as we held each other for awhile. Soon she led my mouth to her nipple and to suck on it slowly. And then she began to finger my asshole and in seconds I was hard as a rock again and ready to go.
“Now little sissy, you have earned the right to fuck me. I want you to fuck me just like I just fucked you.” She said and she rolled me on top of her and took my cock out of my panties and slipped it into her wet pussy. I kissed her deeply as I slowly began to fuck this older woman to several orgasms. She reached around and put several of her fingers in my ass and I came instantly.
“Well, it looks like I can fuck you better than you can fuck me sissy. But that’s ok, I am older than you and can teach you many things. Now go and run me a bath and then bath me as I bathed you. And then dress me as I dressed you, and then, if you are good, we can go shopping together and mommy will buy you some wonderful sissy clothes for this evening.” She said.
Sissy Fetish Sex Story Written by Ian for Kinkysexstories.org
Sexual Labels Prevent Sexual Satisfaction April 2, 2008
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Breaking through sexual labels and finding more sexual pleasure by Ian
I realized I was kinky when I was very young and going through puberty. I found myself masturbating to various kinds of scenarios that did not just involve guy (me) on top and girl on bottom. I would feel submissive and sometimes raise my legs in the air and fantasized about being taken from behind by a man. Yet I was never sexually attracted to men, and still am not today. It was just the act of being submissive that turned me on, and still does today.
There were times I thought I was gay, or bi sexual and even experimented with a man once or twice. However afterwards, I just wanted women even more. But I noticed I was very attracted to she males and dominant transsexuals. So clearly I am attracted to females and not males. Does that make me straight? Well, I am attracted to females who have strap on dildos or cocks. So does that make me gay?
And as you can see, the concept of gay and straight becomes blurred. I don’t think we can help what we are attracted to and what turns us on. I feel that whatever fetish we have, whatever brings us the most pleasure, should be pursued. Life is short and often difficult and our sexual pleasure helps us through it all. To label it can be a mistake.
My own sexuality has forced me to be open minded about others and life itself. For whatever reason, I become aroused at the power play of a submissive male with a dominant women. Male and female are the poles that often govern our life and being male carries a lot of pressure with it. I have discovered that my sexuality and submissive side allows me to explore the feminine side of life, thus making me a more rounded person. If society needs labels, which we all know it does, than I must conform on the outside to one of these poles. I chose male. But in the bedroom, and during my spare time, playing the more submissive role allows me to relax, let go, and enjoy the human experience that much more.
I choose to label myself a sexual person. There is nothing like the smell of a women and the softness and kindness she carries. And to have a cock and thrust it into her while she moans with joy, is truly a wonderful gift. And the opposite of that is also wonderful. To be dressed as a women and be on the receiving end of a cock is something I think most men should experience. I know I learned a lot about what it’s like to receive and I think it has made me a better lover. Sex is sex and if you and your partner enjoy it, than that’s at least one thing in life you really enjoy. Let the world label what they have to, we can’t change that. But don’t let is stop you from enjoying yourself sexually during your free time and in the bedroom.
Sexual Labels Prevent Sexual Satisfaction article written by Ian More.
4th of July Sex Story. Man Sees Fireworks with Bi Sexual Female. A true Sex Story. July 4, 2007
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4th of July Sex Story. Man sees fireworks with bi sexual female.
A very true sex story by Sam Stern.
This true sex story begins in Seattle where I live. I work for a law firm and needed to speak with a client in a small town in Georgia. My boss sent me there for the 4th of July and I was not happy about it at first. But once I got there, it was nice to be out of the city and I enjoyed being in the South where things move slower and I could relax. The weather was hot, steamy and I found myself constantly horny in my hotel room. Like I was in heat or something. You ever get that way?
Anyway I went to interview a witness my firm wanted to use in their case and we met at an outdoor café. Her name was Laura and she was a big boned gal about 5 years older than me. She was blond and sweet and I was immediately attracted her Southern accent.
I had a difficult time talking business with her since it was a holiday, and there was a free and easy spirit in the air. It was humid and people were not wearing many clothes at all. Our flesh was natural lubricated and I could not help but focus in on the absolutely huge breasts that Laura had. She was wearing a tank top and from time to time, I could see her nipples were hard and I imagined they stood out about an inch when she was naked.
Laura sized me up pretty quick. A horny lawyer from the North. She knew that she could take it easy with me and she dominated the conversation. I feared my firm had sent the wrong man, but hey, it was the 4th of July and who cared.
There was something about this big titted older woman that was driving me crazy. Perhaps it was the heat, the festive feeling in the air, or Just the South itself. No matter, I couldn’t help but ask Laura personal questions. I blamed it on my job.
“So Laura…um” I said.
Laura interrupted me and said, “Here in the South, people refer to each other as Miss and Mister. So please call me Miss Laura. It pleases me. “
“Ok then, well Miss Laura, I need to ask you some personal questions. Like do you have a family, a boyfriend, what’s the deal?” I asked.
Miss Laura laughed and said, ”That’s none of your business Mister Lawyer, but if you must know, I prefer woman as lovers. I am bi sexual and lately have been involved with a very sweet young lady named Jane. Or at least, that’s what I call her.” Miss Laura explained.
I was a little taken aback. “I see” I said. “So you don’t like men or something?”
“Not when they don’t display manners like you are doing right now. My sexual life has no business in your case.” She said.
“Well, I apologize Miss Laura, you are right, it’s none of my business. I’m just curious about being bi sexual.” I said.
“You mean you are bi curious?” Miss Laura asked.
“No no, that’s not what I meant, I mean how do you know how to choose between a man or a women?” I asked.
“Well, I find all people beautiful and wonderful and I don’t always label it. Women offer me wonderful companionship, and I tend to be a tad strong at times and few men want to deal with that. However most women truly enjoy it.” She said.
“But it must be very different in bed. I mean a women does not have the same plumbing so to speak.” I said.
“You might not know this Mister Lawyer, but the size of a man’s penis is rarely what makes a women have an orgasm. In fact some times, it’s not the penis at all. A well placed tongue can stimulate a woman just as well, if not more, than a large penis.” Laura told me.
“Well Miss Laura, I am learning something today. You have just managed to make me feel a whole lot better about myself.” I said.
“What about you Mister Lawyer, do you have a pretty little gal back home in Seattle that you can use your newfound information with?” She asked.
Truth me told, I had not had sex in about a year. I was too busy working and trying to climb the corporate latter. Being too embarrassed to tell her this, I lied and said, “Well, not really, I see someone from time to time but it’s nothing really.”
“Well, Mister Lawyer, I hope you enjoy the 4th of July. The best place to watch the fireworks is from the steps of the river. Everyone goes there and it’s a nice event with a band and lots of great food. I have to leave now and meet my girlfriend for dinner. She is working tonight and I want to see her before she goes to work. “ Miss Laura said.
I hugged Miss Laura, pulling her big tits close to my sweaty shirt, and I think I detected Miss Laura enjoying the embrace as well. I instantly got an erection and when Miss Laura felt it, she gently pushed me away and kissed me on the cheek as I kissed her. Her perfume was classy, and heavy, and it stuck with me all evening as I headed out to the river steps. I could not get her off my mind.
Just then a hand reached out and grabbed me from the crowd.
“Hey Mister Lawyer. Want to have a seat with me? Miss Laura said.
I was so happy to see her since she was the only person I knew in town and I was feeling a little lonely. “I’d love to, it’s great to see you Miss Laura.” I said.
“Well, I feel a little responsible for you since you came all this way just to see me. It’s the least I can do. Do you want a beer?” She said.
“Sure” I said.
Miss Laura opened up her cooler and I saw she had a few beers and a large black dildo in the cooler. “Wow Miss Laura, do you always carry that around?” I asked.
“Oh, that’s just something I have to keep men from hitting on me. I don’t know what it is about me, but ever since I accepted I was a bi sexual female, I have to beat men off with a stick, and when that doesn’t work, I use this large dildo here. I call my little friend Kevin.” Miss Laura said.
I laughed and sat down and had a beer. She told me that her girlfriend had to work late and was going to meet her about 3am. She just wanted to see the fireworks. We sat there talking, our hips touching, both sweating and laughing as the fireworks went off. It was pretty wonderful.
As we got up to leave, Miss Laura took me by the hand and said, “come with me Mister Lawyer, I want to show you something.”
We walked a few blocks to her house. It was right on the river with a beautiful screened in porch. I was starting to think I might just get lucky. But that was nonsense cause I already knew Laura had a girlfriend. She opened a bottle of wine for me and left me alone while she went to the bathroom. She came out wearing stockings, a garter belt, high heels, a bra, and a long silk white gown. I about choked on the wine.
“What’s the matter Mister Lawyer, haven’t you ever seen a beautiful women before?” She asked. “Or perhaps it’s been awhile. Is that true?”
“You look fantastic Miss Laura. You are wise too. It’s been awhile since I have been with a woman.” I admitted.
“I thought so. Actually I find that very sexy and cute. And as I mentioned before, I feel the responsibility for being a good hostess to you since you are so far from home.” She said.
Miss Laura approached me and took my hands and kissed me very sweetly. Then she began to undress me and spanked me several times.
“I like a man who knows his place is bed. I enjoy being very dominant in bed. Like a man. You must allow yourself to relax and let me be in control of your pleasure. As a women, I know much more about pleasure than you, and if you trust me, I will give you lots of it.” She said.
Was this a dream? Nope it was real. Miss Laura took my naked body and laid it across her ample lap. She began to spank me and rub my butt. It was a little uncomfortable for me, but it actually did help me to relax. When she was done spanking me, she let one of her big tits out of the bra and forced it in my mouth.
“I never get enough of watching a man suck on my big tits. I can watch it all night. I want you to show me how well you can suck a breast Mister Lawyer. Take as much of it in your mouth as you can.” Laura told me.
Her nipples were huge and erect. I felt like a child laying in her lap, sucking hard on those gigantic tits. Laura began to play with my balls and stoke my cock. After I was fully erect, she surprised me by replaced her breast with Kevin, the large dildo from her cooler. Before I knew it, I was sucking that dildo too. I was horny enough to do it and I could see how much it please Miss Laura.
“Kevin likes you Mister Lawyer, but I don’t want to spoil you. Miss Laura wants you to show her how well a lawyer can eat pussy.” She said.
She climbed on top on me in the 69 position and forced her pussy into my mouth. Meanwhile she began to suck my cock and finger my asshole a little. I used my tongue to roll her clit around and she began to moan and cum all over my face. Then she tied a ribbon around my cock and told me that she didn’t want me to cum just yet. She had something else in mind.
Miss Laura threw me on my back and jumped on top of me and my cock was plunged into her dripping wet pussy. She began to cum again now all over my cock. My body tried to come once but the ribbon around it kept me from having an orgasm. Brilliant I thought.
Miss Laura kept riding me while she tied my wrists to the bedpost with more ribbon. “Now you are mine aren’t you Mister Lawyer? Ready for more fireworks?” She said.
Just then, I saw a silhouette of a petite woman walk in the door.
“Jane, say hello to Mister Lawyer, Mister Lawyer meet Jane.” Laura said.
Jane came over and kissed Laura passionately while she was sitting on my cock. Then she knelt down and kissed me passionately while Laura kept riding me. With my arms tied up, all I could do was try enjoy. And who wouldn’t. I hadn’t had this much female attention ever.
Jane crawled on top of my face and Miss Laura told me to please Jane. I began to suck this strangers pussy and she began to cum all over my face. All the while she was kissing Laura and sucking on her big tits. Woman where having orgasms left and right and I was shackled to the bed. I began to want to break free but they would not let me.
After a long time, they climbed off me.
“Now I want you to watch how to really fuck a woman.” Miss Laura said and she strapped on Kevin, the dildo, and placed Jane up against the wall and fucked her from behind. I sat there watching as Laura’s hips pumped back and forth. She was good. She was real good. She was built for it. I watched closely at how Laura combined both animalistic force as well as sensitivity to her thrusts. She reached around and began to finger Jane’s clit until Jane was cuming again. Jane looked over and me so I could see her face in pure pleasure.
I was still tied to the bed. Then they stopped.
“You have been a very good student Mister Lawyer and since it is a holiday, I am feeling generous.” Miss Laura said as she untied me finally and stood me up. She asked Jane to lay down and then she placed me on top of her and inserted my cock into her sweet pussy. Jane was gorgeous. She had large lips and looked from Spanish decent. Very petite and smart I assumed. Didn’t really matter, before I knew it, I was fucking her again and Laura was on top of me showing me how Jane liked it. Jane’s eyes rolled back and she started having more orgasms. Jane was so hot. My body could not help but try and cum again but once again, it was stopped by the ribbon around my cock.
I felt Miss Laura place herself directly behind me, she turned my head and kissed me and to my shock, she started inserting a finger in my ass.
“Just relax sugar and remember, I am your guide to pleasure and if you trust me, you are going to get lots of it.” Miss Laura said.
I couldn’t argue with that so I relaxed and allowed her to slip one, and then two of her fingers my ass, then she used the leverage to steer my thrusting on top of her girlfriend Jane. Good god it was wonderful.
Then I felt a rather larger finger slid into my ass. Nope, that was no finger, it was Kevin, the super sized dildo. Crap was it big. I felt it slid into me deeper and deeper.
“Now relax Mister lawyer boy and take it like a man. If you can relax, you are going to enjoy it” Miss Laura said.
I felt her rubber cock slid in and out while I fucked Jane. I couldn’t even think straight. I was an animal. Completed controlled by this sexy bi sexual woman, and loving every minute of it. I began to moan and couldn’t help it. I began to make faces I never knew I could make. I began to realize that everyone in this love triangle was moaning and panting, and getting off. God I wished I could cum. It was driving me crazy.
After about a half hour of being fucked in the ass while fucking a stranger named Jane, Miss Laura stopped, and I stopped.
“I knew you would enjoy that,” Miss Laura said. “It takes a bi sexual person to know a bi sexual person.”
“Umm, are you saying I am bi sexual?” I asked.
“Well, you are now Mister lawyer. Just like us. You enjoyed it didn’t you? A cock in your ass and your cock in a pussy?” She asked.
“As usual, you make a lot of good sense Miss Laura. I am going to have to think about it I guess. “ I said.
“Don’t worry about it, most people are bi sexual, but society doesn’t accept it. In the Roman times they did, but these days, you have to repress it. I just hope you had a nice time in my town on the 4th of July. However before you go, there is one more thing I want to show you.” Miss Laura said to me.
She untied the ribbon from around my cock finally. She took off her stapon dildo and strapped in on Jane. Then Miss Laura lay down on the bed and placed my dick inside of her. She inserted several anal beads into my butt and instructed Jane to place Kevin, the dildo, into my mouth.
I fucked Laura as she watched me suck on the large cock.
“I like watching a man suck on a cock almost as much as I enjoy watching him suck on my breast.” Laura said. “Now sweetie, whenever you are ready, I want you to cum deep inside of me. You have been a wonderful lover and shared a night we will never forget.”
I came so powerfully that I cried out. It was the best orgasm I had ever had. Having been so bottled up surely helped. I cried out like a free man after being enslaved. I was reborn.
And that’s the true sex story of how I saw fireworks on the 4th of July with a bi sexual woman.
4th of July sex story. Man sees fireworks with bi sexual female.
Confessions of a dominant woman. How to make everyman a submissive sissy. June 29, 2007
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Confessions of a dominant woman. How to make everyman a submissive sissy.
Written by Miss Zoe
I often get asked, “How have you become such a successful woman in short a short period of time?”, or “What’s your secret to being a successful women in a man’s arena?”
The answer: simple.
Sex.
It’s as old as mankind himself and if you take a close look around today, you will see that it still exists. Do you honestly think that Hilary Clinton would be so popular if she had not been married to a president?
Well, I never wanted to marry a president of anything. I tried once but it didn’t take. But I leaned a very important experience from that lesson that I will share with you now.
Men like sex. And guess what? Men are everywhere you want to be. I knew I wanted a powerful career high in the skyscrapers of the planet. I also knew that I would be fighting for that position against many more qualified men and women. So I had to take a deep and honest look into myself and figure out what more I could offer to get the gig.
Sex. I like sex. I like sex with men. Deep down, I love to make men happy and always have, although I know that in the times we live in now, that is not very PC to say. But it’s true.
I think there are two basic kinds of women. A woman’s woman, like Oprah and people like Oprah who enjoy looking at only the female side of things and everything about the female. And then there is the man’s woman. Women who just love men, everything about men, can’t get enough of men and have studied them all their life. I am this kind of woman.
Now back to my ex lover, the powerful advertising executive. I envied who he was, and his job, and all his power. That is why I was attracted to him. It was naive for me to think that he would one day give me a powerful job in his firm but that is exactly what I expected and why I was with him. I pleased him for years and was the perfect girlfriend only to discover he was fucking one of his female co-workers. I didn’t understand why but wanted to. It wasn’t a case of selfishness, it was a simple case of he was not honest with me about his sexual needs.
And that is when I found out the secret. Most men who work 40 hours a week and more, and whose brains are filled with responsibilities and decision making stress, have two totally different desires about women. A powerful business man wants to have the classic supportive wife, and the kinky mistress to fulfill his bizarre and sometimes shameful sexual fantasies of power and dominance.
And that’s when I knew that I had made the mistake of trying to be the good girl at home, when I could get much more of what I wanted by being the bad girl at the office. I was reborn.
My plan was simple. I contacted a “corporate mistress” and paid her $300 for an hour to learn just a few common fantasies that powerful men paid her to play out. I was surprised to learn that they all had one thing in common. These rich and powerful men all craved to be dominated by a woman. The female domination took many forms, sometimes soft, and sometimes hard to believe, but the bottom line was that these men felt the need to surrender themselves physically and mentally to a powerful woman.
That didn’t sound too bad to me. And it kind of all made sense too. All day long these wonderful guys had to be strong, and tough as nails, and be proper and correct and inside the box in boring business meetings, in stuffy suits. And when they returned home to the good girl, they had to be in a different kind of box. What is the opposite of that? Being tied up and fucked in the ass by a beautiful woman. Or being dressed as a soft pretty girl, caressed and pampered for an hour.
Men and women have many differences and you either embrace them and love them because of it, or you fight for your own kind and force the others to conform. Oprah does that, and although it has made her rich, most men hate her. I embrace the differences of men and women, and I strive to learn what and why men do what they do. Because in the end, I love them, I want to be around them, and I want to be a source of joy in their lives. If what truly made them happy was role playing a fantasy about being a submissive man, then I am more than happy to abide.
Men have the wonderful ability to focus on something so intensely that they are consumed by it. Surely this is residue from the thousands of years of being a hunter. This includes million dollar business deals as well as sexual fetishes. And every man has them. Something from childhood about the first time they became aroused. They were children, and now they are adults, the fantasy is childish, but the fetish is insatiable.
Woman have the instinctual desire to be with powerful men, no matter how much of a selfish asshole he is. This is another instinctual desire that can get a woman into trouble over and over. Because we all know that the man at the top, is often the most selfish, distant, and difficult man you can find.
But what if you were the women that got to dominate the powerful man? Treat him like the dog he has to be, humiliate him, force him to surrender, and then kick him out on his ass. Now there is a true fantasy, one that I could not resist.
I began to date one of my ex boyfriends co-workers. A very wealthy executive who was recently divorced. He tried to make me into the good girl but I turned the tables on him and would not let him have sex with me. Our first time together, I tired him up on the bed, put a ball gag in his mouth, and teased him. I wore a leather dominatrix outfit and put on a strap on dildo. I eventually forced him to suck the strap on dildo and, no surprise, he enjoyed it. I got him into the 69 position and while he sucked on my strap on, I gave him a blow job. When we were done, I told him I wanted a job at the firm, and would leave him tied up for awhile to think about it. I lay the dildo on his chest, and put the ball gag back in his mouth, and went to a diner for a few hours. When I returned, he offered me a position as his personal secretary. I took the job.
Everyday when I entered the office, I put on my game face. I looked at each powerful man as a little boy who secretly wanted to be dominated. People began to notice that my attitude was unusual, sensual, and every man in that office was attracted to me. They would stop by my desk as often as they could and I would make them wait for me, or be slightly rude to them. Most of them ate it up like candy.
I never actually allowed my boss to have sex with me, instead, I would have sex with him. He would beckon me into is office when he had an hour or two, and I would tie him up. He begged me to fuck him in his ass and would buy different dildos for me to use, as well as different dominatrix costumes. I would occasionally ask him for a raise, and he gave it to me every time until I was making almost as much as him.
He made the mistake of telling one of his co-workers who asked me into his office once. Bill wanted me to dress him as a woman and softly dominate him. Bill would rent hotel rooms near by for an hour or two and we would play dress up. I would even take him shopping in the arts district for sexy lingerie. Again, I never allowed Bill to penetrate me, instead, I penetrated him with a black strap on dildo that he never tired of. And soon, Bill too was giving me bonuses and I began to be a very wealthy woman.
Before too long, I was having sexual fun with the more powerful bosses, and even one woman who asked me to dominate her. She was not a lesbian, in the same way that the men were not gay. They simply needed to let go, and give up control for awhile to relieve their stress. And I was more than happy to do this for them.
I kept a few dominatrix costumes in my closet at work, a jar of lube, an arsenal of strap on dildos, butt plugs, anal beads, sissy slut clothes for men, a ball gag, porno tapes, and oils. It got to the point where I was having 4 to 5 sessions a day and completely unable to get any work done at all. I became addicted to forcing both the men and the women to eat my pussy out. I got to be an expert at watching people please me orally. I was on 7 or 8 payrolls at once, making more money than anyone in there, and everyone was always happy to see me. Except of course my ex boyfriend who was horrified to see what I had become.
One weekend we all flew to NYC for an advertising convention and I was introduced to many powerful men. By now, all men had an instinctual sense about my dominance and they were attracted to me. Some knew why, others had to be shown. But at this convention, I met the president of one of the most powerful advertising agencies in the world. He asked me up to his suite and tried to have sex with me. Instead, I tied him to the desk and bent him over. I tied his ankles to the legs of the desk and forced him to suck the largest strap on dildo I had in my purse. He resisted at first, but I told him I would take pictures of him in this position unless he complied with my every demand. He did not give up control easily. But once he began sucking my black dildo, he became as docile as a baby sucking on a nipple. Then, I got behind him, spread oil all over his butt crack, slipped a few fingers in his ass, and penetrated his virgin ass. Cause in the end, all men are created equal. Just a little joke there.
Mr. Watson took the strap on as far as it could go. I praised him for it. He surrendered himself to me fully and loved every minute of it. I put his cock in a cock ring so he could not cum, and I proceeded to violate his butt in every position thinkable. He did not resist. After I had my way with him, I took off the cock ring and lay him down in the 69 position. I forced him to eat my pussy while I sucked his cock and we both climaxed together.
Needless to say, I flew to NYC many times that year, and made more money than any man around me.
Now some woman might consider me a whore. Some might call me a hooker. I don’t consider myself that, but one thing is for sure, I am not the nice girl at home who waits for her man to arrive and is dependent upon him. The only thing that bothered me was not having a close relationship with one man. But sure enough, I found a younger boy at the reception desk, who accepted me and my sexual behaviors, and has become my boyfriend. He doesn’t mind that I play with high powerful executives all day. I never let them penetrate me, I reserve that for my sexy young lover.
I have evolved from being the good girl. I must be honest about it. Being the good girl had it’s advantages and disadvantages, and so does being the office dominatrix. But at least now, I am wealthy, able to please many men in a very special way, and get what I want as well. Almost everyone puts on a uniform when they go to work, mine happens to be black leather, a strap on dildo, and a pair of sissy panties in my pocket.
Confessions of a dominant woman. How to make everyman a submissive sissy written by Miss Zoe.
