(Excerpt) Feminized and Popped til I Drop: Sissy Feminization Trials #2

(Excerpt) Feminized and Popped til I Drop: Sissy Feminization Trials #2

…..As I adjust myself in this tight and slim fitting evening gown, I bend down and allow my wife’s lavender painted toe nails into my mouth. I’m glad she took a shower before we went to dinner. She’s right. I’ve never sucked her toes before, or any other woman’s for that matter. Eating pussy is as messy as I’d allow my mouth to get. While I’m down here sucking her toes, Michelle makes it a point to ask me about my experiences with the women I’ve slept with behind her back.

“While you were cheating on me, have you ever sucked another woman’s toes?”, she asks.

No, babe. This is my first time.

“Really? I’ve been meaning to ask you. What do you do with these other women that you don’t do with me?”, Michelle asks.

I feel as if this is almost a trick question. If I don’t answer correctly, my punishment is sure to become more intense.

Nothing. It’s just sex, babe.

“Do you not care for any of these women?”, she replies.

Well, not as much as I care for you. Sure, I was attracted to them, but none of them could ever have my heart. My heart belongs to you, Michelle.

“Of course you’d say that, but it’s nice to hear it anyway.”, she responds, and pauses for a moment while looking at me with wanton eyes. “Let’s go to our bedroom, now. I want to have some fun.”, she adds.

I know what this means. She’s finally going to fuck me in the ass, and this butt-plug I’ve been wearing has my man-cunt loose and relaxed for her cock. We get into the bedroom and Michelle commands me to stand still as she removes her dress and panties. Then, she grabs me and places me in front of her as we stand at the foot of our bed.

“Pull your evening gown up to around your waist and crawl onto the edge of the bed. I want you on your hands and knees.”, Michelle commands.

You don’t want me to get undressed first?

“No. I want you just the way you are, a feminine sissy in drag. And before you ask, you’ll also be keeping your high heels on as well. Now, do as I’ve commanded Roland.”, she replies in a casual, but firm tone.

I don’t know why I care anymore at this point. I have no more pride. My vindictive wife has saw to that. Making me go out in public with her while wearing this outfit, I can only imagine what people will think of us from now on. Pulling my dress up to around my waist, I crawl onto the bed and get on all fours…..

(Fast Forward)

…..Michelle becomes more intense, her voracious futanari vigor overwhelming me with its dominance. She reaches up with one hand and tries to pull my hair while she fucks me from behind. She must have forgotten that I’m wearing a wig, because it comes off as soon as she grabs it with such force. Having realized what she’s done, she throws the wig across the room and grabs my head anyway.

My hair isn’t nearly as long as the hair from the wig I was wearing, but it is long enough for my wife to get a handful. Pulling my head up and back by my hair, Michelle plows into my ass-cunt with such an undeniable ownership. She’s claiming me and marking her territory…..

(Fast Forward)

…..”Ohh! Uhh! Ohh! Ahh! Yes! Yes! That felt so amazing! Now I know how it feels to cum with a cock and I want more! Turn over on your back and raise your legs. Come on! You’re not through being my slut for tonight!”, Michelle commands.

I catch my breath while I turn over, placing my lower back so that it hangs off the edge of the bed. My evening gown is still curled up and around my waist. My make-up is probably smeared from having my face mashed into the bed. I look up at my feet while raising my legs and see my high heels and painted toe nails. I can’t help but feel like a hot piece of ass right now, especially since Michelle just called me her slut.

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