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The Transition of My Wife - Chapter 1
I pulled against the handcuffs pinning my wrists to the back of the
chair that I was sitting in; but, it only sufficed in causing the steel
to cut into my wrists. I wondered again to myself where the handcuffs
had come from and why my wife had used them to secure me to the chair
instead of the more comfortable nylon wrist straps we normally used.
I had been cuffed to this chair for over an hour. An hour, during
which, I had little choice other than to watch as a well-endowed man
named Jack pounded my wife's pussy several times. We had often
fantasized about something like this - but had never imagined that it
might actually take place. At least, I hadn't imagined it - I was
starting to wonder about my wife.
Take place it had. And, in our own bed.
She now lay on the bed as if she were in another world, almost not
knowing what had happened to her. However, she was quickly coming to
her senses.
Becoming all business, she re-adjusted the crotch of her panties to -
once again - cover her now well-fucked pussy and sat up on the edge of
the bed.
After a few seconds, she stood and walked over to where I sat. Standing
several feet in front of me, she glared down at me with a wry smirk.
"Well, well," she said, "it appears someone enjoyed the show."
I don't know that I enjoyed 'the show.' My mind was reeling and I knew
deep down that we had taken a new step in our marriage from which we
could never return. Nonetheless, I could not deny the fact that I had a
raging hard-on and that it was pressing obscenely against the nylon of
the panties that I wore.
My wife continued, "He not only likes wearing panties like a little
girly; he also likes it when I put them on his head so that he can
sniff them. Maybe I should put these on his head."
As she said this, she pulled the panties that she was wearing tight
against her cunt and turned to face me. "Hmmm, my little sissy hubby?
Would you like to get a sniff of these?"
I immediately noticed the particular pair of panties that she was
wearing. They were the Vanity Fair panties from which I had removed the
cotton liner from the gusset. I had done this to several pairs of her
panties so that I would feel only wet nylon when I pressed my face
against her crotch during lovemaking.
Now, I could see her shaved pussy lips pushing back against that single
layer of nylon. Her cunt was visibly swollen and hanging open against
the wet fabric. It was still flowing with juices and I could clearly
make out gobs of cum being pressed against the fabric as it oozed from
between her lips.
I felt lightheaded as I realized I was staring at the semen from
another man leaking from my wife's cunt. Holy fuck! How had it come to
this?!? This was not one of our role-playing games wherein we pretended
someone else had fucked her. No...this was the real deal and I was not
sure that I could face it or that it was what I even wanted.
My wife watched my transfixed gaze at her well-fucked pussy. I then
looked up into her eyes and she smirked at me and slowly shook her
head. "What is that?" I thought. "Is that true disgust she just
showed?" " We are just 'role-playing,' right? This is all just part of
a game and she still loves me and respects me, right?" I wondered.
"This will all be over soon and things will be normal again," I
reassured myself.
Meanwhile, she ran her finger down over the nylon of the crotch until
she hit the gooey slime leaking from her vagina. She pushed the fabric
into herself with her index and forefinger and grabbed at a several of
the larger glops of cum. As she dragged the semen out of her pussy and
into the crotch of the panties, I thought to myself, "how in the hell
can one guy have pumped so much jism into her with just one fucking?"
"Can this really be happening?" I wondered. "Look how swollen her pussy
lips are and how spread out they are - hell, she is literally gaping
open! Do I do that to her when we have sex? No, what a stupid question.
Of course I don't."
I was tempted but didn't dare steal another glance at the amazing piece
of meat that had done this to her. I was too humiliated to look in his
direction. Meanwhile, my own (smaller) cock was straining against 'my
panties.'
"Oh my! What a mess these panties are," she said, again breaking me
from my trance-like state.
"I wonder how I will ever get all of this cum out of them?"
As she said this, she looked up into my eyes and smiled devilishly.
"Well, I know where we can start. At least we can get the bulk of it
out."
"Would my little sissy like to help get all of this 'real' man-cum out
of my panties?"
"Hmmmm?"
I couldn't speak - I could only stare into her powerful eyes. And, what
did she mean by 'real' man-cum? Fuck! This was getting out of control.
Behind her, I heard her lover laughing at the whole situation, making
me feel that much more impotent and helpless. Again, I managed to avoid
looking his way.
"Well?! Answer me you little bitch!" Her tone took on a cruel, angry
feel that I had never heard and was not comfortable with.
Crack!!! She slapped me hard across my face.
"Do you want to help me with these panties or not, you fucking pathetic
panty waist?"
"It is the only taste of sex you will have today or this entire week. I
will throw them in the washer if you don't answer me in the next five
seconds."
"Yes!" I instinctively yelped. "Yes, I want to help you with them."
"Man - she is really getting into this," I thought to myself. "Well,
that's okay. Just get into the role-playing, I told myself. Enjoy the
moment."
"Oh! You do?" sounding sweet now. "You want to help me? Do you hear
that? She wants to help me with these gooey panties." Turning back to
me, she said, "and exactly how do you want to help me clean up these
slimy, nasty panties?"
"I...I want to help clean them by sucking the cum out of them."
"Really?!? Why you little slut!" Faking surprise, she chuckled out
loud. "So, you want to taste my lover's cum?"
"You know what?" she queried. "By saying that, you are telling me that
you are not only a panty-wearing sissy but that you are a little faggot
as well?"
"Right? That is what you are telling me, isn't it?"
"No! I am not a fag!" I protested.
"No?!?" She stepped closer to me and leaned over until I could feel her
warm breath on my ear.
She reached down and stroked my hard cock through the panties that I
wore and said, "You are wearing your pretty little panties. And, you
are begging me to feed you from my panties, which are slam full of my
lover's jism. What would you call yourself then?"
"Hmmmm??" she purred in my ear. "What are you then? A stud?"
"Are you a stud? Is that what you are? A stud?!" She was taunting me.
"No," I meekly replied.
"No, you are not. That's right. So, what are you? Help me out here."
"I am a sissy," I said.
"Okay, that's a start. But, it's not quite descriptive enough, is it?
What are you willing to do for me, my little sissy?"
"I will wear panties. I will watch as your lover reams your pussy and
makes you thrash about in orgasm after orgasm."
"And, what else?" she asked.
"Whatever else you want," I replied.
"Whatever else I want. Ha! I like that!" she purred. "Let's see...hmmm,
let me think. Yes - I have it - I want you to suck all of the man-cum
off of these panties. Will you do that?"
"Yes."
"Good girl," she cooed. "Let's see - I want you to fluff my lover and
then help guide his stiff cock into my cunt next time we fuck. Can you
do that for me?"
"Fluff him - what is that?" I asked.
"Oh - I think you know. You look like a natural born fluffer. But, if I
have to tell you, so be it. It's a phrase from the porno industry and
it means you will suck his cock to get it nice and hard before he reams
me with it. Will you do that? Huh, baby?" She again started to play
with the crotch of my panties as she asked this.
"Will you fluff my lover for me? It would show just how devoted to me
you are."
"Yes - I would do it," I replied. "Where did this business about
fluffing come from?" I asked myself. This wasn't something we had
talked about.
"And it also shows what a fag you are!" she retorted. "I am not going
to argue this point any more. You eat cum, you suck cock, and you wear
panties. If that is not a fag, I don't know what is. Right?!?"
My head was whirling and I couldn't think. Why was she doing this to
me? My sweet wife that I had spent fifteen years of marriage with - why
was she treating me like this? We had agreed to act out this fantasy
but that is all it was, correct? An act? Right?
"I'm waiting for an answer my little pantied hubby!" she insisted.
"Yes, right," I whispered.
WHAP!! She slapped me hard again across the face and then grabbed my
nipple and twisted it cruelly.
I gasped with shock. I could not believe the pain nor could I believe
this was my once sweet and demure wife putting me through this.
"I can't hear you!" "Now tell me what you are and say it so that me and
my lover can hear you!"
I just couldn't say it though. Instead, I started to sob.
She showed no pity, however. Rather, she stood up and simply examined
my as if I were an insect in a jar.
"I tell you what," she said. "Let's try the carrot rather than the
stick."
She started to pull her panties off and I, of course, was mesmerized by
this activity.
The crotch stuck briefly to her gaping pussy and then peeled off,
quickly dropping under the weight of the juices that it contained. She
finished pulling the panties down her legs and then stepped out of
them. She picked them up and then stood in front of me holding them out
between us.
"Look at them," she demanded. "Look at these precious, delicious nylon
panties."
And look I did. In fact, I could not take my eyes off of them.
"Can you smell them?" she asked. "Hmmm? Can you smell my lover and I in
these panties?"
I could not. They were a couple of feet from my face. I shook my head,
"No."
She moved them within six inches of my nose, making sure the crotch was
aimed squarely at my face. Again, I was amazed at how much cum was in
the crotch and wondered how much more still remained deep in her
vagina. "How about now?" she asked.
Oh yes, I could definitely smell them now.
To Be Continued...
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