Happy Anniversary
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Violet and Bruce planned their anniversary weekend with great excitement. It was their 10th. Six of those years he had been her sissy cuckold. He couldn’t be happier. He expressed his feminine, submissive feelings and she fucked the men that made her feel like a woman. They were going to leave on Friday afternoon when Violet got home from work. Bruce was going to stay home that day to prepare. A man takes a lot of work to look and feel feminine. Friday night was going to be their date night. Which meant Violet was going on a date with another man. When she got back, they would celebrate with wine and, Bruce hoped, an orgasm for him. An orgasm for her was guaranteed. Saturday they were going shopping together and Saturday night was for going to a club where she could tease and flirt and maybe give a bathroom blowjob.
Bruce kissed his wife goodbye Friday morning and sat down to the computer to drink his second cup of coffee for the day. He wanted to confirm with Violet’s date that he would pick her up at the hotel room. The three of them had talked a lot. Mark was completely aware of their marriage situation and their chats together had been flirty and fun with a good-humored dose of humiliation directed at Bruce. Mark was an alpha male through and through. That turned Violet on and both Violet and Mark often chided Bruce about his inferior masculinity. Nothing nasty but enough so that Bruce knew his place, and knew Mark was the leader of their little pack.
In their chat, Mark and Violet had given Bruce another name. Gina, because, as Mark pointed out, Bruce’s cock was so small it was like a clit and his ass was like a vagina... thus, Gina was born. Bruce loved the name.
Gina: Good morning Mark, you up?
Mark: Mark? Who the fuck told you to use my first name?
Gina: Sorry, forgot. Sir. How are you Sir?
Mark: Better, now that you know your place sissy boi.
Gina: What time are you picking Vi up at the hotel?
Mark: I’ll be there by 8:30, you better have her ready.
Gina: Yes, I will. She’s really looking forward to this, we both are.
Mark: ha, bet you are... fuck, you are such a wimp.
Gina: Yes Sir. I am.
Mark: k, later.
Gina: later.
Bruce sat for a minute, the conversation, though brief, got him horny. It was humiliating, arranging a date for his wife with a man who treated him this way. Bruce loved the humiliation. It lit a fire in him that he couldn’t explain. Finishing his coffee, he ran a tub so he could soak and get in a good shave all over his body. He took the time to add bath oils so he’d come out smelling like a flower and his skin would be soft and smooth. If he did a good job, he knew Violet would comment. He always loved getting compliments from her.
Wrapped in a terry towel, Bruce padded to their bedroom in bare feet. Time to paint his toes. This would save time later and no one would be able to tell. He put on pantyhose and a white lace camisole and then his dress pants and a shirt. No one could tell that he was wearing women’s underwear. Only his soft skin could betray him.
Violet was due home at 1pm. She was getting off early. Bruce hurried to pack a bag for her. They had ordered new white matching lingerie online. Tonight, was a stockings kind of night, no pantyhose. However, many more people were going to see Violet in hers than Bruce in his. He added her favorite toys to the bag. Her big black dildo, a soft rubber vibrator, a clit stimulator, a large vibrating butt plug and several smaller ones that he could use on her to work her up to the big one. He also packed a paddle board. Simply a dollar store kids toy. Bruce loved being paddled, especially his balls. The ache was exquisite. All the other toys they freely shared between them.
Violet pulled in the driveway just after 1. She rushed through the door and briefly stopped to give Bruce a peck on the cheek.
“My, don’t we smell good,” she said.
Bruce blushed. “Thank you my love.”
“Are we all packed and ready to go?”
“Yes, I’ve packed you a couple of outfits you can choose from, going from slutty to possibly not legal to wear in public.”
Violet laughed. “And for yourself?”
“Well, there is our special outfit for tonight, and I’ve got several outfits I want to try out while you and Mark are out.”
“Speaking of Mark, when’s he picking me up?”
“8pm, and I expect him to be sharp. He wants to keep me on my toes.”
“We have a two hour drive, so we better go. You need time to get me ready. I’m a bit shaggy down there and Mark won’t accept that.”
The idea of shaving his wife for another man thrilled Bruce. He quickly packed the car and they pulled out of the driveway by 1:45.
The traffic was light for a Friday afternoon and they pulled into the hotel parking lot just after 3:30. It’s possible Bruce was a little heavy footed. He was anxious to get the festivities underway. He checked them in and as was his custom, carried all the bags to the room.
The room was spacious. Two King beds, a large bathroom. A couple of couches and two round tables with chairs. A large screen TV and ample places to store their clothes and toys. The refrigerator was full size and the first thing Bruce did was put the wine in to chill.
“Did you bring enough?” Violet asked
Bruce had brought a number of bottles. Their favorite white and some champaign for later tonight when they celebrated their anniversary.
“Better to have too much than not enough,” Bruce replied.
Violet got into the shower to clean off the day’s grunge. As soon as she hit the water, Bruce’s cell dinged. It was Mark.
“Hello?”
“Hello boi, have you got her ready yet?” Mark asked.
“No! Umm, we just got here.”
“Well you better hurry, I got off work early, I should be there by 7:30 latest.”
Flustered, Bruce stammered. “OK... umm yeah, I’ll do my best.”
“Your best ain’t good enough, she better be perfect.”
“Yes sir.”
With that Mark hung up. Bruce tapped on the bathroom door.
“Violet dear, that was Mark, he’s going to be early..”
Violet called out, “Well get in here and shave me!”
Bruce loved shaving his wife. He loved to lather her up and carefully remove the hair under her arm pits, her legs and especially her pussy. He loved a shaved woman himself and knowing it was for someone else, made it all the more fun. He took pride in offering Violet’s lovers the very best. As he went about his duties, Violet hummed to herself. She loved the attention Bruce gave her. Someone attending to her every need, her husband of 10 years no less. All so she could go and fuck another man. She knew Mark was demanding so she guided Bruce to make sure he did a good job.
“Double check my asshole,” she commanded. “If Mark sees a hair there, I’ll be mortified.”
“You never shaved for me when we first met,” Bruce pointed out.
“Seriously? You don’t think you’re in the same category as Mark do you?”
That stung. When they first met, Violet thought the world of Bruce, she fell for him hard, at least that’s what she told him. Bruce went quiet as he internalized the hurt of the put down.
“Oh, stop being a baby,” Violet chided. “You know what I mean. I dated you because you were safe, secure, someone I could be with that I knew would take care of me and I loved that. I still love that. But when it comes to raw passion, you know you don’t have that. At least not the way a woman really wants. I want to be taken. I want a man to see me and say “I want that.” And take it. You made love to me, you never fucked me.”
It was true. Bruce tried to be the perfect gentleman when he started dating her. He thought she would be the one to help him leave his perversions behind. He always thought he dressed to make up for the lack of a woman in his life. After 8 months of dating Violet, he was dressing again. He couldn’t help it. He knew, deep down, that he wasn’t the type of man to take a woman. He adored Violet, everything about her and she introduced him to sex that he never thought possible. But she needed more. He knew he couldn’t meet those needs. He wasn’t a real man.
Bruce came back to reality to announce he was done. He completed the shave job with a kiss to Violet's pussy. Alread he could smell her sex; he knew she was soaked. No amount of showering could get rid of that. She was so looking forward to Mark.
“Thank you dear, now let’s get my mani-pedi done.”
Bruce had become quite adept at painting Violet’s toes and nails. He accumulated all the tools needed to do a job that was on par or better than any salon. Bruce poured two large glasses of wine to sip on while he went about making Violet’s nails perfect. He’d already done his own toes. He’d do his nails later. He was feeling a nice French manicure tonight. Just like the one he was doing for Violet. One of his kinks was seeing a woman’s French manicured hand wrapped around a large cock. If her wedding ring was visible, so much the better.
“So what are you and Mark planning tonight?” He tried making small talk.
“Well, dinner first, then dancing and drinking at a club so he can show me off, then we’re going to his place. I don’t know what time I’ll be back.”
“Sounds fun. Can you text me during the night? Maybe a pic or two?”
“I’ll try, you know I forget when I’m having fun.”
It was true, when Violet was pleasing a man, he was her world. A world where she wasn’t married, had no responsibilities except to her lover. That was one of the things she loved most, giving up control. When she was with a man, she never gave a second thought to herself or anyone. She did what her man told her to do. That’s why Bruce wasn’t satisfactory, he always waited for her to take the lead. She was as submissive as Bruce was.
At 7 Bruce put away his nail polish and pronounced her done. He’d done a beautiful job. Violet loved him paying attention to her like this, making her perfect. Violet wore makeup but nothing too whorish. She loved making her eyes look dark and a deep red of lipstick, but beyond that, not much. She quikly did this in the bathroom while Bruce got out their special lingerie for the evening.
When they were done, both Bruce and Violet wore white stockings and garter belt, white lace panties, and a silk camisole. They differed only in that Violet wore a white lace bra. Bruce had no tits. He was small, for a man. All over. Which was bad if you wanted a swinging dick, but good if you wanted to share clothes with you wife. They completed their outfit with cream colored strappy high heel sandals. Not being able to go out like that, Violet topped her lingerie with a matching cream color halter top dress with a short, loose pleated skirt that barely covered her stocking tops. She was absolutely stunning. As they looked in the mirror, she noticed that Bruce’s cock barely made a bulge in his panties. She giggled.
“What?” Bruce asked.
“Your cock, it barely makes a bulge!”
Bruce blushed. “All the better to be caged my love.”
They finished in the nick of time. A firm knock came at the door.
“OMG That's him!” Violet squealed. “You get the door!”
Bruce hesitated but started toward the door. His heart pounded. He opened the door and Mark looked him up and down and laughed.
“What sissy boi do we have here? Could this be Gina?”
Bruce smiled and replied with the softest voice he could muster. “Yes sir, please come in.”
Mark’s gaze quickly found Violet. His cock stirred in his pants immediately.
“Violet, you look gorgeous.”
Then looking back at Bruce he said; “Are you two wearing matching lingerie?”
“It’s our anniversary,” Violet offered.
“That’s a laugh, it’s YOUR anniversary and I’m going to fuck your wife?” He taunted Bruce.
“Whatever makes her happy,” Bruce demurely replied.
Mark made his way over to Violet and embraced her. His hands immediately went to her ass. He found her lips with his and they kissed passionately. Bruce observed while his cock tried to make a bigger bulge in his panties.
“Can I get you a drink?” he offered.
“Sure, rye on the rocks.”
Bruce suddenly realized he had forgotten to get rye for Mark. He knew that was his drink but had only brought wine and champaign.
“Umm, I forgot,” he stammered.
Mark held violet close and spoke with venom. “WHAT? YOU FORGOT? You best get your sissy ass on the phone and get some here pronto Gina.”
“Yes sir,” Bruce said.
Violet simply ignored the situation and guided Mark to a soft chair. “I’ll take a glass of white wine Gina.”
Bruce took note his wife used the feminine name Mark had given him. He both loved and hated it. He went and poured his wife a fresh glass and one for himself. Meanwhile Mark had sat down and pulled VIolet onto his knee. His hand was on her thigh, touching her nylon encased legs. Violet looked at him and moved her mouth to his. They began kissing again as Bruce once again watched.
“What’s the matter Gina? Haven’t you seen your wife kiss a real man before?” Mark taunted him, “and where’s my fuckin rye?”
Bruce came out of his dream world and grabbed his phone. He called a taxi to go to the liquor store and bring back a bottle of Canadian Club 20-year-old rye whiskey. He tried to get the best for Mark. When he hung up, Mark stopped making out with Violet long enough to give him some orders.
“When he gets here YOU answer the door Gina. It’s YOUR mistake, you’re the one to fix it.”
Bruce was mortified. He tried to keep his crossdressing a secret. It was such a source of shame and embarrassment. He quickly went to the bathroom to shave his face and apply some makeup to at least look as feminine as possible when the taxi driver arrived with the rye. Mark and violet cuddled and kissed.
Just as Bruce finished his eye liner, the knock came. Nervously he opened the door. The taxi driver looked Bruce up and down, then looked over to Mark and Violet.
“That’ll be $125,” he said.
Bruce realized he had no money and had to walk across the room to get his wallet. All the while the taxi driver would be staring. Bruce took out a $100 and $50 bill and walked back as femininely as possible. He handed the taxi driver the money and said; “Keep the change.”
The taxi driver took another look around and said, “Thanks.”
Bruce quickly went about getting that drink for Mark and handed it to him. As Mark reached for it, Bruce noticed his hand was way up Violet’s dress and he had been massaging her pussy through her panties. Bruce bent over to kiss his wife as she was being felt up.
“Don’t you dare,” Mark commanded. “When I’m here, she’s mine. You touch her only on my say so.”
“Yes sir.”
Mark quickly downed his drink and demanded another. Bruce moved swiftly. After some more making out while Bruce watched, Mark swatted Violet’s ass and told her to stand. She tried to gather herself.
“We’re going now Gina, come and kiss your wife goodbye,” Mark declared.
Bruce walked over to his wife and she gave him a big wet kiss. She tasted like rye. She tasted like mark.
“By sweetie,” was all she said.
Bruce watched her swinging ass as they left. Bruce was incredibly turned on by it all. This was his fantasy, as hurtful as it was. He was addicted to the humiliation, the emotional pain. The jealousy raged inside yet it only served to make his tiny cock harder. He resisted the urge to touch himself and cum. That would ruin everything. Instead, he fixed his makeup, applying even more. He put on some soft relaxing music, poured more wine and went about giving himself his own manicure. When he was done, he admired his long, French nails. Just like his wife’s. He looked forward to being with her later, just two horny girls celebrating their years of friendship and love together. It was only just after 9 so he knew he had a long night alone. He chose a romantic comedy and sipped wine and got his brain into the most feminine mode possible.
At 11:30 he heard the door open. He was shocked. In through the door came Violet and Mark, VIolet was giggling like a drunken teenage girl. Mark had a smirk on his face.
“I thought you might enjoy seeing what I’m going to do to your wife on your anniversary Gina,” Mark teased.
Bruce immediately got hard. He never imagined he’d get to see his wife with Mark tonight. This was amazing. Mark shoved Violet towards the bed. She stumbled and fell on the bed, her dress rising high enough to show her panties. The crotch was visibly wet. Mark stood beside the bed and undid his trousers. Dropping his boxers and pulling off his shirt, his large cock sprung out. Violet wasted no time getting her lips on his cock. She begam moaning immediately.
It was awkward for Violet to suck Mark’s cock while lying on the bed and him standing beside it. Mark realized this and pulled his cock from her mouth. Bruce noticed it glistened from her spit. He wanted to taste it. Mark told Violet to get up off the bed and for Bruce to come over.
“Take off all her clothes except her shoes, stockings and garter,” he commanded Bruce.
Bruce complied immediately. Violet’s tits were exposed, her shaved pussy was available. Mark took her by the hand and went to the couch. He sat with his legs spread and Violet immediately knew to drop to her knees in front of him, her lips gently kissed his cock all over. She slowly took it in her mouth, her tongue swirling on the frenum.
Bruce nearly drooled watching. Mark looked up at him and motioned him over. Bruce knelt in front of Mark, beside his wife. Mark pulled Violet’s head off his cock by her hair and shoved her face toward Bruces. “Kiss her,” he commanded.
Bruce kissed his wife passionately, the lips and tongue that had just been on a man’s cock were now touching his. Bruce wanted to believe he could taste his precum.
“Help her,” Mark barked as she moved Violet’s head back to his cock.
Bruce didn’t know what to do. He looked at Violet and she didn’t give any clue. He’d never sucked a cock with his wife there before. He moved his head down, beside Violet’s and she stopped sucking. With her hand at the base of Mark’s cock she moved it towards her husband’s mouth. Bruce opened his mouth and Violet put Mark’s cock between her husband’s lips. Bruce began sucking. Violet moaned. She moved her head down to Mark’s balls and began to suck and kiss them. She was as happy as Bruce was.
The two continued to serve Mark’s cock with their mouths. Occasionally stopping to share a passionate kiss. Mark simply enjoyed the display. However, he knew he was going to cum soon and it was way too soon for that. He ordered them to stop and told Violet to get up on the bed on all fours.
“Hold her open for me,” Mark ordered.
Bruce took hold of his wife’s ass cheeks and spread her for Mark. Mark moved close, his cock positioned at Violet’s wet pussy.
“Put it in.”
Bruce took hold of Mark’s cock. It was wet and hot from their sucking. He started moving the cock toward’s his wife’s wet pussy. She moaned as it entered her. Mark began fucking Violet hard. Her grunts and moans were music to Bruce’s ears. Bruce instinctively put his head near hers and whispered in her ear. “I love you.”
Violet did not respond. She just looked at Bruce. THe look in her eyes said so much. She loved getting fucked like this.
“Lick her asshole.” Mark spoke between thrusts.
Bruce began licking his wife’s asshole. His head right beside Mark’s thrusting body. Mark slowed to allow Bruce to do as he was told. He removed his cock from Violet’s pussy and shoved it into Bruce’s face. Bruce opened his mouth and sucked. He could taste his wife’s pussy on Mark’s cock. This continued for a while, Mark alternating between VIolet’s pussy and Bruce’s mouth. Finally, his thrusts got harder and he began to grunt. Bruce knew the time was near. He kept his head near Violet’s lower back. After a few lasts thrusts, he went deep and came into Violet’s pussy.
In the quiet moment, Violet moaned. Bruce knew what to do. As Mark slowly slipped out of her pussy, Bruce moved his mouth down to catch Mark’s cum in his mouth. He loved the taste of cum and this was the best. WIth a mouthful of cum, Mark moved Violet so that her face was in front of Bruce’s. Looking deeply into each other’s eyes, they kissed. Mark’s cum in both their mouths, coating their tongues and lips.
Swallowing equal amounts, Bruce looked at Mark’s cock. Dripping with cum and Violet’s pussy. He dove down to lick up a drop of cum from the tip. Bruce dutifully cleaned Mark’s cock.
Spent, Mark moved to put on his clothes.
“You two are great. Gina, you're as much of a slut as your wife. Next time I’m fucking both of you.”
Violet giggled.
“I’m going to go so you two can enjoy your anniversary. I hope you realize that is very generous of me Gina. Violet may be married to you, but her ass, pussy and mouth belong to me. Your mouth and ass belong to me too for that matter.”
Bruce realized his position in this. “Thank you so much Mark. Thank you for fucking my wife so good. Thank you for letting me suck your cock. Thank you for everything.”
Violet got up to properly say goodbye to Mark. She had wiped the cum from her face and kissed him deeply, her hands reaching for his cock. “I loved this so much, Thank you Mark.”
Mark left and Bruce looked at Violet. As their eyes met, something unspoken passed between them. They were both Mark’s cumsluts now. A union sealed in cum. Almost together they spoke; “I love you.”
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