1. Chrissie, Chapter 3


    Date: 8/16/2024, Categories: Cross-dressing, Author: cwcobblestone 

    ... between her tall, muscular husband and the 5’6 beta cowering before him in women’s underwear.

Karl held Rebecca’s panties against the bedroom wall with his thumb. “Step on over here and put your hands on your head, Chrissie,” he said.

I followed his order and he continued: “Okay, now you need to hold them panties against the wall with your nose. And don’t let ‘em drop, sissy, or you’re kicked out of the bedroom, you hear?”

“Y-yes, sir.”

Rebecca tittered. “Jeezus, Karl, where the hell you come up with this shit?”

“Hey, I’m just being nice to the sissy like you asked me to. Ain’t I, sissy?”

“Y-yes, sir,” I said, pressing my nose harder against the panties. “Thank you.”

“Did you know that Rebecca asked me to start being nicer to you?”

“I … I … no, sir, I didn’t know that.” It was difficult to talk while holding the panties against the wall with my nose, but I added, “T-thank you, Mrs. Martin.”

“Aw, you’re my little doll, Chrissie. We don’t want nobody being mean to my little doll, do we?”

“N-no, Mrs. Martin, t-thank you so much.”

Karl’s gruff voice cut in: “All right, now forget the sissy and come here, girl.”

I heard Rebecca’s light slap. “Be nice, I told you.”

There was a scoff, followed by the wet smack of a kiss. The bedsprings creaked as one of them shifted positions. Heavy breathing. Wetter smacks. Creakier creaks. Then, a feminine gasp — Karl entering my angel. I pressed my nose against her panties, wallowing in the shameful reality ...
    ... of his dick being literally twice the size of my pea-shooter. The degradation worsened when he began pumping that howitzer into her, and my precious Rebecca actually sounded like she was enjoying it — as opposed to the times when she’d yawned and watched “The Bachelorette” over my shoulder during our pathetic stabs at lovemaking.

They started going at it like crazy and my veins felt electrified. I could taste blood from biting my lip, but if I hadn’t clamped down so hard, some kind of sorrowful wail surely would’ve escaped from within me. My entire body trembled, making it even more difficult to hold the panties against the wall with my nose while keeping my hands on my head. After about twenty minutes, my arms, shoulders, neck and nose started to ache terribly, although the pain was alleviated by the erotic moans swirling behind me. The bedpost started slamming the wall at jackhammer speed, and Rebecca’s wails got louder and more desperate before Karl let out a cry. The creaking waned until stopping altogether.

All I heard for the next several minutes was heavy breathing. Then, my beloved angel decided to address me.

“Go get a towel.”

I hesitated. “Um, is it okay if I let the panties down now?”

Karl scoffed. “Yeah, go ahead — but that’s a good sissy for asking.”

“Thank you, sir.”

I let my hands drop from my head and secured the panties in my grip before inching my nose back, thinking it would’ve been disrespectful to let them fall to the floor. Then, I ...
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