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I Made Him Do It
As background, I have to tell you that my husband was not a secret
cross dresser. I did not come home and catch him; he was not having an
affair and got punished by being turned into a sissy. He does not dream
of being a woman or look forward to days when I allow him to lounge
around the house in dresses. He is in fact quite straight and enjoys
our sex life as much as I do.
So you ask; how did it happen that once a month or so he dresses up in
feminine lingerie? It is my fault really and it started as something
else entirely and just evolved.
During a quiet moment of "afterglow" one night, he asked, "Just before
you came, you said, "That's it Tony, eat her good", when did you start
referring to your pussy as its own person?"
Even in the dark I blushed, but because we are honest with each other I
told him the truth. "You know I love when you eat me out?"
"Yes?"
"Well sometimes I close my eyes and imagine that I am standing by the
bed watching you lick another woman." I admitted.
"You want to watch me have oral sex with someone else?" he asked,
amazed.
"No! It's just you do it so well and I don't know, the image just
creeps in my head. I guess I'm a voyeur." I responded.
"I guess we could buy a porn tape to watch while we do it then." He
suggested with a leer on his face.
I slapped him playfully and said, "It wouldn't be the same. You don't
think I am odd do you?"
"I have always thought you were odd, I guess I am just glad that you
don't imagine yourself standing next to the bed watching me give some
guy a blow job!"
"Hmm," I said, "I never thought of that."
"Well don't! Only gays and girls suck cock and I am neither." He
retorted.
"But you would suck my cock if I had one, wouldn't you sweetie?" I
asked, purring with sugar.
Laughing, he said, "If you grow one I will suck it!"
"But would that make you gay or a girl?" I teased.
"It wouldn't make me either." he answered, "I would just be a man
having sex with the only person he loves."
As I hugged him and began to get sleepy I thought, "As good as he
pleases me with his tongue, I know he would give a great blow job."
That was the end of it for the night and we did not talk of it again
except for one night when in a playful mood he asked if I wanted to
watch him eat out my "girlfriend". I told him I did and the sex was
great.
Over the next several weeks though, the thought that "if you grow one,
I will suck it", would not go away. I knew obviously that I could not
grow a penis, but I knew I could buy one. I also knew that Tony is open
and has a playful nature so would go along with almost anything I
wanted. The question was; what did I want?
More and more I was wondering what he would look like sucking on a
cock. I knew he would never agree to having another person joins us,
neither would I, nor would he ever have sex with a man, but would he
find it exciting to fantasize? I have heard that all men wonder at some
point about gay sex, we women do too. Did Tony? Slowly, a fantasy began
to form.
Finally one night I drew the courage to broach the idea. In a fun tone
I said, "Tony, I finally grew a penis! Are you ready to suck it?"
"Right!" he laughed, "and I grew boobs!"
"Then you have decided to suck it as a girl instead of as a gay?" I
asked.
"If you grew one and I have to suck it, I am still straight, so it will
have to be as a girl. Now whip it out." He laughed.
"I can't." I admitted, but before he could respond, added, "For two
reasons. It only appears on Friday, today is only Tuesday and I am not
going to let a girl dressed in a dirty tee shirt and old shorts suck my
virgin cock!"
"If you whip one out on Friday then I will dress more appropriately."
He answered.
"Would you like to pick out your own things or should I do it for you?"
I teased.
"You are the girl, you do it out." he said. I could tell that he was
beginning to wonder what I was up to.
Later that evening as Tony pulled my panties down during foreplay he
teased, "Oops must not be Friday!"
After work on Thursday I stopped at a sex shop well outside of our town
and bought a dildo that I could strap on. It had a small shaft on the
inside that would slip into my wetness and a larger one, although not
too large, on the outside for your partner to enjoy. I did not go
lingerie shopping because after years of marriage, I knew that I had
things that would fit Tony well enough for this experiment.
Friday arrived and I came in from work after Tony. He had already
showered and switched into his lay about the house clothes. I took my
own shower; glad the week was over and joined him in the living room.
"I hope what I am wearing is ok." He joked, "Those shorts you are
wearing are tight enough that from here it does not appear as though
you grew a cock."
"Hmmm." I answered, "If I remember right, it pops up around eight
o'clock. Enough time to have dinner first."
At five till eight I got up and went to our bedroom. Tony followed me
with his eyes, deadly curious as to what was going on.
After locking the bedroom door behind me, I stripped off my clothes and
slipped into the dildo apparatus. I bit of fixing and fussing and I
finally got it in place, the smaller side easily gliding into my wet
pussy.
I donned one of my husband's dress shirts, a pair of his boxers and
then his front pleated khakis. After taking a strange moment to
"adjust" myself in my pants, I surveyed the results in the bathroom
mirror. A woman dressed in men's clothes with a just barely noticeable
bulge in the pants starred back. Black socks and his slip on loafers
completed the look.
In my head I had already picked out Tony's outfit. I gathered them
quickly and laid them on the bed. I had wanted things that would fit so
he would be comfortable, but I also wanted them to be as sexy and
feminine as I owned.
Except perhaps for the high heels, which should fit but might be tight,
I thought I had done well. Simple but sheer dark stockings and lacy
white, adjustable garter belt with emerald green ribbon accent would go
on first, followed by high cut, white satin panties and a bra that had
completely sheer, unadorned cups. The bra was not an exact match, but I
knew that I would see and be able to play with his nipples through the
material and the under wire would remind him he had it on. The short
little black dress I had put on the bed had always been a little big
for me, but I knew it would fit him snuggly and fall to just below his
stocking tops. The heels would make him feel girly. I was ready, was
Tony?
Tony had just gotten up from the couch as I entered the room,
announcing, "Well young lady, time to change!"
In the time it took him to turn toward me, I crossed the room and
before he could respond, took his hand and placed it on the fake cock
strapped to my loins.
"I told you that it appeared at eight, do you want help getting
dressed? I laid out your things on the bed." I told him.
His hand underneath mine involuntarily squeezed the bulk he found there
as he stammered, "Its, its..."
"A cock." I finished. "And unless you are suddenly gay, you are not
dressed for our date. Did you want to do this as a gay man?"
"I'm not gay." He managed.
"Good, now would you like to change into the clothes on the bed alone
or with help?"
"You had better help; this is all new to me."
"Well normally I help my women undress, but it might be sexy to do it
the other way round. Come on." I said, taking his hand.
In the bedroom, I had him strip and held up the garter belt while I
waited. Moving behind him I slipped it around his waist and hooked the
small clasps. Urging him to sit on the bed, I picked up one dark
stocking, rolled it into a ball and began smoothing it up his leg. The
second quickly followed the first and before having him stand I slipped
the tabs into the lace covered keyhole clips.
As he stood and I clipped the backs, I began to get nervous. Usually
quite playful during sex, Tony had not spoken since we entered the
bedroom. Still behind him I told him to hold up his arms. Putting the
bra over them, I pulled it up his arms and towards his chest. I asked
him told hold it in place while I snapped the hooks.
From the bed I picked up the satin panties and reached around him to
rub them against his cock. I was relived to find it hard when I touched
it. Stroking his cock with the fabric, I knew it was going to be ok.
"I see my girlfriend likes getting ready for her man." I teased.
"I usually don't let men see me in my underwear until after a few
drinks." He responded, faking indignation. My pussy was now leaking
juice, as excited and relieved, as I was that Tony was playing along.
"Well finish getting dressed yourself then." I said, hanging the
panties over his dick. "The dress should just slip over your head and I
think you can figure out the shoes. I will go make us a drink or two so
that maybe later I will see you in your pretties again!"
"Do you think I am easy?" he asked.
"I don't know, but I know I am hard." I laughed as I left the room.
It took Tony fifteen minutes to finish and join me in the living room.
He would confess later it was because he had slipped on the panties and
then paused to look at himself in the mirror for awhile.
I had our drinks on the table when he entered, walking slowly on the
heels. The overall effect was of a man dressed as a woman; he actually
had pretty legs and a cute if slender figure. It was the lack of female
facial features, the obvious distraction of his new attire and the very
large lump in the front of his dress that gave him away.
I motioned for him to sit near me on the couch by patting the cushion.
Once seated and settled, we said some goofy things like "Come here
often and what's your sign" to relieve the tension and as a reminder
that it was a game.
After a bit of time and most of the drink, we fell into our roles as
best we could. Pretending that we were strangers just starting to get
to know each other, we chatted, (in our own voices); about likes and
dislikes that we thought our characters might have as we passed the
time.
Soon I moved closer to him on the couch and placed my hand on his knee.
He removed it immediately and told me he was not that kind of girl.
"Perhaps another drink then." I suggested and got up to refresh our
glasses.
As I handed him his drink, he apologized and added, "I do fancy you,
it's just that we just met and all."
"That's ok." I responded, "It's just that you get me all hot and
bothered."
"Really?" he said, sounding sort of pleased.
"Really." I answered. "I would show you, but I would not want to offend
you. I just hope you are not a tease."
"I did not mean to tease you but you are the first man I have ever had
that effect on."
"And what effect is that?" I asked.
"You know." He said, vaguely motioning toward my groin.
"Well you caused it, I am quite hard. Have you ever been with a man?"
"No." Tony answered shyly.
I moved closer and took his drink from his hand. Closer still, I
whispered, "Have you ever kissed a man?"
His answer was lost as I leaned in the last inches and gently kissed
him on his lips. It was a long kiss with slowly probing tongues and
light licks across each other's soft lips. I moved my hand from behind
his head, slowly trailing it down his neck to caress his exposed
shoulder.
Encouraged by his moans, I began kissing his neck, tracing my fingers
along the curve of his upper arm, eventually sliding my hand onto his
breast. Finding his nipple erect I palmed it while moving my hand in
delicate circles over it. Occasionally I pinched it gently and was
rewarded with a sigh or a gasp of pleasure.
"Do you like that?" I whispered into his neck.
"Oh yes." He breathed.
"Would you like to feel how much it turns me on?" I asked, taking his
hand and placing it near but not on my cock.
After a hesitation, he moved his hand from my thigh and slid it onto my
cock. I could actually feel the small one inside me move at his touch.
We both groaned at the same time.
I removed my hand from his breast and still kissing him, moved it down
onto his thigh. Lightly brushing the nylons with my fingertips, I moved
my hand up further to the tops of his stockings.
"Umm, I like a girl in stockings." I said.
"I wore them for you." He whispered.
"I can help you off with that dress if you would like to show me all
your pretty things." I offered.
"I would like that very much." Tony said quietly.
We stood and I pulled down the short side zipper of the dress. I pulled
the dress from his shoulders and helped him guide it down and over his
hips. Tossing the dress on the couch I asked, "You are very beautiful."
Tony blushed and tried to cover himself out of modesty.
"Would you like to help me undress?" I asked as I began to unbutton the
shirt.
Without speaking he closed the distance between us and took over the
unbuttoning. As he undid the last one, I pulled the shirt from the
pants and said, "Keep going."
Tony sank to his knees and nervously reached for the pant waistline.
The bulge from the strap on was easily seen as I looked down as his
hands found and released the pants button.
"Take my shoes and sock off first." I urged.
With my help they were soon gone and Tony reached back up for the
zipper. Pressing on hand against my "hard on" he used the other to
slowly pull the zipper down.
I held on to the ops of the boxers as I said, "Pull them down baby, and
remove your man's pants for him."
Again with my help, the pants were soon in the pile of discarded
clothes and I stood before him in an open shirt and boxers.
Behind him I could see his feet in heels, the tops of his calves
covered in sheer stockings and from the front, his hard nipples encased
in the sheer bra, the garter around his waist and the tent of the satin
panties, now wet with his precum.
"Take it out, baby. You know you want to see my cock, to feel it, to
suck it."
Tony actually moaned as he reached forward and into the front opening
of the boxers. The small cock in my pussy twitched and slid as he
fumbled to grasp his first cock. Finally he had it fished out through
the hole and he sat back on his heels and starred at it.
"Don't tease me honey, suck it. I need you so bad." I moaned, sitting
down on the couch before I fell down.
Placing one hand on each of my thighs, Tony leaned forward and put his
mouth over the tip of the cock. I felt the jolt in my pussy as he
figured out a comfortable way to taste it. Soon he had one hand on the
base and was moving his head up and down on the shaft.
I could no longer see the cock, just the back of his head, his smooth
back interrupted by the bra strap and his panty covered ass. The
pressure of his motion moved the cock inside my pussy like I was being
fucked. My slick walls soon began the squeezing that I knew would bring
orgasm. But I did not want to cum alone.
With regret I urged his mouth off the strap on and told him to stand
and get the condom from the pocket of my pants. While he was doing that
I took a pillow from the couch and placed it on the large sturdy coffee
table.
Tony stood before me with the condom and I told him to remove his
panty. He slowly lowered it past his engorged cock and it fell it his
feet. I picked them up and put them beside me. He opened the condom and
began to place it over his own prick, but I stopped him.
Taking it from his hand, I unrolled it over the strap on cock
protruding from my crotch. I wanted it for the lubrication. Finished, I
looked up and said, "Get on top of me baby. I want to come inside you."
In a trance, Tony moved forward and straddled my hips. He slowly
lowered himself until I could maneuver the tip at his asshole. I did
not want to hurt him so I stopped moving and said, "I know it is your
first time, so you go as fast as you want."
Tony put one hand on my shoulder and reached beneath himself with the
other as he positioned himself to loose his anal cherry. Soon he began
to push himself down on the cock. The one in me moved in and out with
his motion.
I did not hurry him but in less than five minutes he had worked the
fake cock all the way up his ass. He slowly began to pull off and then
press down. Slowly at first but with increasing speed he fucked himself
on my man cock, the whole time fucking me with the smaller dick.
Finally over the sound of my loud breathing I heard him moaning, "Yes,
fuck my pussy. Put that big cock into your girl. Fuck me, make me cum."
I picked up the panties from beside me on the couch and reached between
us to cover his cock with them. In time to his ass fucking, I jerked
his cock in the soft satin panties.
"Cum for your man baby, give me your hot pussy juice. I want you to cum
all over your satin panties as I fuck your pussy." I shouted.
We came hard, together. I hope you did too.
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