I have not had a chance to write about what happened this past Easter weekend. Those that have been reading my blog for awhile know that my wife and I had a bit of a game over Christmas where my sexuality was on the line. As a result of that, I do get to occasionally have sex with my wife but I had to wait till April 2014 for the next chance. It has been so long I cannot remember the last time we had sex with me actually penetrating her. Typically our sex is her using her strap-on or me using my fingers and/or tongue to please her. Even that has been very few and far between since she and Mike have gotten a lot closer. I don’t even get much of his cock these days much less his time. My heart is having a hard time reconciling that.
However, I did get to actually have a nice date with my wife Friday night and actually got to the chance to slide my little cock into her. She had done her best to tease me and push all the right buttons while we were eating that I lasted a sad and highly embarrassing 27 seconds! That was it. That was all I could muster before I came in her. After she stopped laughing, I spent the rest of the night using my fingers, tongue and some toys to pleasure her. The next day she came to me with a very wicked grin while I was shaving my legs in the bathroom. I knew I was in trouble. She ordered me to go to a department store we knew would probably be very busy. Go straight to the women’s lingerie department and proceed to browse around and select some new panties. While there and after making sure I was in ear shot of some other women, preferably attractive young women, I was to call our boyfriend Mike on my cell phone and tell him the following exactly: “Can you come over tonight and fuck my wife? I clearly am not man enough to satisfy her anymore and she really needs some good hard cock.” I was not allowed to whisper. I was to make sure my voice was loud enough to be heard. If Mike asked any questions about the date, I was to give complete and total answers. I was not to leave anything out and I was to phrase my answer in such a way that whoever listened could understand what the question was. After I hung up with Mike, I was to call Jeff and beg him to take me out that night and say the following to him: “Daddy, Mike is going to fuck my wife like I can’t anymore and they want to be alone. Will you take me out and treat me like the little sissy slut that I am? Please let me suck on your cock and fuck my ass till you can get it up anymore.” As with Mike, I had to answer any questions that they asked.
When I got to the store, it was crowded as expected. I picked out a pretty black lace boyshort and called Mike. He laughed and laughed and asked me everything that happened including how long I lasted. The twenty something girls shopping for bras next to me snickered the entire time I was on the phone. They wouldn’t leave the rack they were at till I was done with my call to Mike. They started to leave when I called Jeff but stayed right where they were to hear all the details. Jeff had me to beg for his cock. I had to actually beg for the privilege of feeling his hard cock in his mouth and swallowing his delicious cum. He made me tell him about the date as well and admit that I shouldn’t ever be allowed to fuck women because I am a better sissy faggot than a man and never will be able to be anything else again.
That night, I dressed in tight girl’s jeans and a cute pink top as Jeff had requested. My bra was clearly visible under the shirt and when I sat down, the low rise jeans showed off the top of the matching panties I was wearing. Mike came over and fucked my wife several times I was told. I went to dinner with Jeff and to a gay bar where he showed me off for awhile before going back to his place to fuck me silly. By the time I came home late on Sunday, I was so tired I just went straight to bed.