Becoming Anne - My Feminization Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Becoming Anne - My Feminization Chapter 3

... phallus-shaped toy strapped to my wife’s hips? Was I dressed in pink lingerie, wearing heeled lady's shoes a wig, and makeup? What had been a private fantasy, a secret life, was now an open reality.

My every sense was alive as I took Mistress deeper into my mouth. I have never had a cock real or otherwise in my mouth before, but I had thought about it. I pulled back, letting the tip slowly slide off my lips, then eagerly drove my mouth back to take as much as I could until I felt it hit the back of my mouth.

“Oh good girl,” Mistress said huskily, resuming her strokes on my girly shaft. “Are you sure this is the first time you have taken cock in your mouth, you appear to be a natural.”

The sensations of it all were incredible. Her playful encouraging dominance, my girly attire, her touch, and my mouth being fucked! I was a girl, being treated and used like a girl!

I worshipped her black hammer. I perhaps lacked skill, this was new, but I was determined to please her with a vigorous display. I slurped and gurgled, taking as much as I could. Gagging a time or two but never slowing. It was wildly erotic!

My breath around Mistress’s shaft became shorter, my whimpering moans louder. She sensed the impending finale and kept a slow steady pace rubbing me from ridge to base, with firm strong strokes. The ...

... head of my pink love dart pressed into the lace.

“Anne, you may cum in your panties now.” Her voice was soft and sweet.

These words had barely left her lips, I looked down and watched. My glans, visible through the damp lace fabric. I groaned loudly watching the first burst of cum. Then another and another bubbled through the frills of the lace.

It was then I noticed, I had not stopped sucking Mistress’s toy cock. Through all my moans and excitement I had simply moved my lips to the base of the head and was sucking eagerly at the ridges. It seems I was no longer shy about having manhood in my mouth. I gently released my lips with a pop and looked up to see Mistress smiling.

“Thank you for letting me cum and for letting me suck you, Mistress,” I said sincerely.

“You earned your reward, sissy.” She returned.

Jess sat down on the floor beside me at the end of our bed. It seemed surreal. My lace intimates soaked in cum, her strapon standing proudly, always erect.

“This has been quite an evening of discovery,” I mused out loud. “I suppose there is more to talk about. We should figure out how Jess and Robbie move forward with Mistress and Anne?”

“I have some ideas about that,” Jess said with a wink as she reached for my hand and placed it around her ready hardness, “this is going to be fun!”