Last night I finally lived a long time dream of mine. My wife Melody of three years came home from work around 7pm and told me to follow her upstairs. Once we arrived in the bedroom, she laid back on the bed and spread her legs wide for me. She was dressed in a long white light cotton dress with a floral print and a belt cinched at the waist. The dress fell long enough to conceal most of her knee high black shiny leather boots. As I looked down at her beautiful shaven pussy, I saw first that she had not worn any panties, and second that she had been fucked recently.
"Clean it." she ordered
Two years ago Mel had discovered my submissive girly side, and had embraced it with open arms. Since that fateful evening, we had become quite adventurous. It had started with casual dressing, followed by full time dressing at home and under my suits at work. Within 6 months I had thrown out all my socks, underwear and t shirts, preferring pantyhose, stockings, pretty silky panties and beautiful camis under my boring male clothing. By now I had a nice size collection of shoes, dresses and lingerie that Mel had bought me. The outfit I was wearing tonight was the one she bought just last week. A long velvety red skirt with a sheer white blouse, black corset, black garter and sheer lace top black stockings. I had left the black patent leather heels that went with it downstairs, but even without them I still felt sexy as hell. I had ventured out of the house several times with my wife in full fem and with her expert help could be quite passable. Mel loved the idea of dominating me, and routinely cuffed, dildoed and whipped my little ass. While Mel loved having me around, but on occasion had the desire for a mans man, hence the situation I was currently in. Not that I was upset, in fact I had grown quite accustomed to the salty taste of the several men she hooked up with. I licked my lips as I dove into her dripping pussy. As I started to lick the seed from her, I noticed there was quite a bit more in there then I had thought. As I spread her open, cum started to ooze down the crack of her ass. I hungrily licked the trail and began sucking.
"Quite a bit, huh sweetie?" Mel asked
"Mmm umm" I moaned
"It's more than one you know." she announced
I stopped and looked up at her with a grin,
"How many?" I asked
"Three. Black."
I stared at her face, and then looked back down, "Damn," I thought to myself.
I dove straight back in sucking and licking that sweet seed from her womb. I imagined how this had happened, my cock straining against my silk panties. I wanted her to tell me, but she just rolled her head back and begun to moan. She slowly began rocking her hips to my face, and I picked up the pace. I didn't want to leave a single drop of that wonderful black semen and my fury was bringing her off much faster then usual. Soon, she picked up the pace and her hips began to rock faster. she put her hand on the back of my head and forced my deeper, as she began to scream. I felt her muscles tighten and she let out one long scream as she had a powerful orgasm. We both lay back as we recovered from the last few minutes, but my rest didn’t last long. Mel slid up on the bed so she was sitting on against the wall.
"Like it did you?" she giggled
"Hell yeah babe. That was awesome."
"One of these days you should really try getting it from the source." she told me
"You tell me when sweetie, and I'll be there."
It had been the largest fantasy for me to actually have sex with another man. To have a big man dominating me and taking my ass in front of my sweet wife was something I had thought about for years, but all this time we had never gone that far.
"How about tonight then?" she asked
"Yeah, like I said, lead on."
"Well, if you think you're ready then, go to my truck and get the bag in the front seat."
I just stared at her in disbelief.
"Get your ass moving bitch, we don't have all night."
I jumped up and ran downstairs and outside never minding it was till kind of light out. Of course to be a bitch about it she had parked on the street, so I ran stocking footed through the grass and grabbed the bag. I turned and ran inside to get ready. I ran upstairs to find her sitting on the bed smoking a cigarette. I placed the bag on the bed and opened it. I pulled the articles out and found a sheer white corset with light blue lace edging. A matching garter belt and panties were also in the bag, along with a pair of sheer white stockings.
"Strip." My wife ordered.
I immediately pulled all my clothes off and in seconds was standing in front of her totally nude. She stood up and walked to her vanity, pulling out her chair.
"Sit"
I did as I was told and she knelt before me. She grabbed her nail polish and touched up my nails, perfecting the dark blue color upon them. She went tot her jewelry box and pulled out a couple toe rings, and slid them on my toes. She then slid the stockings up my smooth legs and straitened the seam running up the back. She then pulled a think silver anklet about the size of a mans watch band out and clasped it on my right ankle. She pulled me to her feet and fasted the garter belt, attaching the 8 straps to my perfect stockings. Next she slid the panties up over the garter straps, pulling my dick back between my legs. Lastly she put the corset on, tightening the corset until I could hardly breathe. I though she was finished, but as I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw her reach into her vanity drawer and withdraw a permanent marker. She turned my around, and wrote something on my left ass cheek. When she stopped, I turned toward the mirror and saw the words "Cock Slut" written in bold black letters.
"Maybe after tonight if you're a good little sissy, we will take you to make it permanent. Now just the final touch."
With that she pulled our large butt plug from the nightstand and walked to me. I knew what was going on, and assumed the position over the chair. She rubbed a bit of lube on my ass, and inserted the huge black rubber plug deep into my ass.
"Okay fag, now put that white summer suit on we bought last year, and some brown loafers." she ordered me. "And hurry, we have reservations."
She left the room and I put my suit on over my feminine garb. I was surprised that she wanted me in male clothing, but I was not going to protest. I me her downstairs and we walked out to her big SUV together. We got inside and rode in silence the whole way to the restaurant. I was pretty sure when we got to the parking lot she purposely drove the long way in order to hit every speed bump there, forcing the dildo to move into my ass. We pulled up to the valet of the steakhouse and I was concise that getting out of her large truck my nylon ankle with the huge anklet would show as my trousers rode up. Thankfully the valet was already on her side so he couldn’t see. As we walked in together, she told me to not say a fucking word to anyone. When we walked inside, we were greeted, I just nodded.
"Reservation for Kelling please." My wife spoke to the hostess.
The cute little hostess led us to our table in the back of the dimly lit restaurant and the waiter came right up. My wife did all the talking, ordering herself a scotch straight up, and me a sparkling water. When the waiter returned with our drinks, Mel spoke again ordering herself the Rib eye and a side of scalloped potatoes, while I got the salmon with a side salad. I actually loved when my wife did this. It was here way of showing her dominance at the table, and showing off her cuckold sissy. She lit a cigarette and offered me one, which she lit for me with her lighter. Then she told me to take my shoes off, and put my feet in her lap. I did as I was told. I felt her slid a pair of handcuffs onto my ankles, and heard the slight, slow clicking sound. In the quiet atmosphere of the steakhouse, each click sounded like a gunshot. I was sure everyone could hear. As she tightened them extremely tight, so the was no way I could walk even if I wanted to, I looked around sure everyone was staring at us. Thankfully no one must have heard and not staring as I had feared. She told me to put my feet down, and not to worry because the long table cloth would hide my restraints. I did as I was told and we sat the rest of the meal without speaking. the steel cuffs digging into my ankles and the huge plug in my anus reminding my I belonged to her.
After my wife paid the bill, she unlocked my ankles and we left, me following obediently behind her. As we left the hostess spoke to my wife and told her to have a good evening. She didn't say a word to me. The night air was till very warm as the valet pulled the SUV around, and we climbed inside. I noticed it was just past 10 and the temp outside was still in the 90's.
"Well, are you ready?" My wife spoke
"Yes, I have been waiting for this for ever. I couldn't be more ready." I told her
"Good, I hope you are. I got a feeling that sweet ass of yours is never going to forget this night."
We drove for about a half hour, and soon I knew where we were going. There was an old park about 40 miles from our house that was known to be a hangout for gay men looking to hook up. I had though multiple times about going there myself on the nights Mel was out with one of her boyfriends, but had never wanted to cheat on my bride without her permission. We pulled up to the park, and drove up near the bathrooms in the back. We parked about 50 yard away and Mel shut off the truck.
"Last chance." she said
"No, I am ready." I confirmed.
I had to admit that I was quite nervous, but the butterflies were a mixture of nerves and excitement. I was totally ready for this.
She ordered me out of the truck, and told me I would not need my butt plug or shoes anymore. I removed both items and I left them in the backseat and climbed out onto the warm cracked pavement. Mel told me to take off my suit, and gave me a small white sundress to put on. She then produced three pairs of ankle cuffs and told me to put them on. I cuffed my ankles with all three pairs making sure that each was turned the same way so I didn't cover up the key holes of any set.