Bi-Sexual, Cross Dressing Cuckold.

Bi-Sexual, Cross Dressing Cuckold.My bride to be cheated on me as a girlfriend, again when she was my fiancé, and thereafter as my hot wife for 23 years. I guess the stars aligned for us.Me-For some reason I turned to slutty, tight black satin gloves in bed, without ejaculation, a year before I accidently discovered masturbation and gushing in the bathtub. I was 12 the first time I ejaculated, rubbing my cock with slippery shampoo. An overwhelming surge of floating and pleasure washed through my virgin boner as my sudsy palms and fingers rippled back and forth over my throbbing mushroom. I felt the urges roll through my tummy, up the insides of my naked thighs, and most compelling, up deeply into my hole. It gave me very powerful desires. I was thinking about the shoulder length gloves under my mattress, stollen the year before from my friend?s mother?s lingerie drawers.She-She was the daughter of a drunk who lived vicariously through her hot high school daughter. She gossiped with her about boners and blowjobs. Told her about and bought her Bettie Paige lingerie to give boys urges. Garter belts, stockings? and gloves. She taught her willowy beautiful daughter how to ?get more boys then the other girls do.? My future bride climbed into a young cowboy?s bedroom window one night and woke him with a blowjob. Once she let her boyfriend fuck her on the floor of his bedroom, even when his father slipped his head in. She was sitting on boyfriend?s face so she could see dad, but he could not. Without shame, she looked Mr. B in his eyes while she gave herself orgasms on his son?s face. Her shear shoulder length lace gloves were twisted into his hair, rubbing her pussy over his face, holding Mr. B?s eye locked to hers.At parties she would drink and flirt with sexy guys. After a couple of drinks, she would start to describe for him the things she had done to boys. She was wearing her shoulder length gloves and looking right into his eyes, feeling the heat from his body. Slippery satin fingers finding his growing erection through his pants.In my beginning-Laying in an extended ?rosy glow? in the hot water, cum on my chest, my stomach, my thighs, I fantasized about doing that again, and again. I thought about the nights before, when I put on my gloves in bed and looked at Bettie Paige pinups. I gave myself urges I could not fulfill under my sheets yet, fondling my limp penis in the gloves that flooded my senses. Now, cum on my shoulder, on my cheek, I looked over at the clothes hamper and saw a black push up bra and red satin panties. I got up, put a towel around my quickly returning erection, went into my room and got my slinky, cock rubbing, long black gloves to hurry back into the bathroom. I looked into the mirror to watch myself draw each glove up over my arms. I pulled them up over my entire arm, up to my shoulders. With my heart pounding so fast, I sorted through the lingerie in the hamper, picking red lacy panties, a garter belt, and shear seamed stockings to jack off with that second time. Well, and a third, fourth, fifth?Even now in the 50s my visions are filled with women in blowjob red lipstick, garter belts and stockings. Unobtainable goddesses. In my dad?s closet suitcase, I find and read cuckold porn as I wear gloves and learn to jack off. My bathtub masturbation parties now could be wearing lingerie, reading about husbands watching their wife sit down over other men?s bigger boners happily. I would promise to obey my magazine models and the sluts in my dad?s books. By the time I was 14, I began having unstoppable urges to wear my lingerie, the high heels I ?found?, my gloves and lipstick, to be with a boy. I had a little crush on my friend Mike then. My masturbation play now, still evolving over these past two years, was to put on my things in bed and fantasize about giving him a blowjob. I did this for months urgently. I wanted to cup his balls in my satin palms while I rolled my red lips down over his boner. Sucking his fat cock, fondling his balls, I just knew he would let me.When I could not stand to wait didim escort another day, I invited him to come spend the night when my folks were out of town. It was a hot sweaty night in Virginia. I told him I had whiskey and ice-cold Coke-Cola. I made a nice layout of the lingerie and things I wanted to be wearing when I gave him orgasms all through the night. I wanted him to like me in high heels, drinking his gushing cum. I made a hot little display on my bed. Laying these things out with the purpose of showing him after a few drinks. It worked perfectly?, kinda. I teased him about my secret for a while as we drank quickly a couple of strong whiskeys. Told him I had a secret and I wanted to show him? up in my bedroom. Thinking about my lingerie displayed for him to see and a couple of whiskeys, I made myself too hot to wait. I could tell by his eyes that he knew I had this boy crush on him.He was curious about my bedroom secret, so I gulped and removed my tee shirt. He looked at my trashy, satin, underwired bra. I was wearing my lacy black panties too that night under my cutoffs. As he stared at my bra, we drank, I spread my thighs open toward him so he could see them. He looked up my wide and very short pant leg. I could tell when he saw I was wearing satin panties. I knew it was going to be a night I would always remember when I saw his cock growing through his shorts. I reached up through his pantyleg shyly, and started fondling his boner in my hands. His head rolled back and he groaned deeply. My masturbation fantasies for months now, were to wear lipstick, stockings and gloves when I milked Mike?s boners with my gloves and mouth. I wanted to take him up to my bed now, but was it too late to stop him gushing too soon?I was new to this then. So, in only my panties and bra, I pulled my lipstick from my pocket and painted my mouth. I gobbled him down, I stroked him over and over confessing to jacking off and thinking about doing this to him. I could tell how much he wanted me to finish him in my mouth. I had to get him upstairs. I needed him to be hot and bothered when I took him upstairs for gloves, high heels, garter belts and stockings. ?Let?s go up to my bedroom. I want to show you my lingerie. I want to put on my gloves and high heels. I think you?ll like that, yes? I see by your boner that you want me to keep milking your cock upstairs in my lingerie. Yes??Upstairs he was twitter-pated by my sucking red lips and my cock rubbing black satin gloves. All through that night, and many times more over the years to come, we went full bi-sexual, cross dressing suck fest. He sat on my bra and used my face like a pussy that night. He let me kneel between his smooth thighs and let me roll my full, red lips up and down over his shaft again and again. As he kept cuming over the hours we were having orgasms, I always asked him what he would confess to me? what he thought about when he masturbated at home. By our rolls I was his sub. He could easily make me blow him in front of his friends. I loved it when he made me cross boundaries like that. We had sex continually from 8th grade through college and after.Fortunately, the girls liked my lean, handsome me in high school too, and gave me gushing orgasms in many naughty ways. One summer Bettie down my block wanted to see mine hard. She was 17, I was still 14, but now a knowing look on my face by way of my ongoing sexual experiences with Mike. I loved having and giving orgasms more and more. Her honeypot to sexually dominate men were her trashy short skirts and nylon stockings. She wore her garter belt so that it showed off the tops of her stockings and her creamy smooth thigh above them when she walked or sat down. It was like I found my queen bee. A special nymph to guide me, but not mine alone. She well knew who I was from the first time my eyes glazed over when we met. I saw her garter belt.She cultivated me by talking about the bras and stockings she was wearing now as we chatted, hiking up her skirt to show me the tops didim escort bayan of her stockings. Asking me what was my favorite date night lingerie with a smirk? Did she know about my high heels? My garterbelts!? Reaching out to touch my pants Bettie asked me about my homoerotic sexual fantasies. Her embarrassing and kinky way of getting me to confess that I sucked men off. She offered me her panties, slipping them down over her seamed stockings and pushing them in through my zipper, down between my thighs until she captured my growing boner in her gloves. In satin palms, she used her panties over my best 5 inches like oil to jack me off to glorious premature ejaculations. Her knowing of me; submissive, eagerly bi-sexual, cross dressing and her adoring cuckold, enabled her to take advantage of me. She worked out easily that I was a cross dresser by jacking me off and forcing my confessions of my kinky sexual pleasures.?Baby, you can tell me about any of your blowjobs? then stroked my cock with oil while I confessed every debauchery I had ever jacked off to. Lingerie, lipstick and blowjobs were the common thread; women dressing like that for me ? to femdom me into helping them have sex with other men. I t.t.told her about dressing up and sucking Mike off in my bed. T.t.that I still did whenever he would let me. She teased me about Mike every day. She brought me the trashiest pair of black satin panties one day at school. ?Go to the men?s room and wear these today. Will it give you a boner if I tell Mike about what you are wearing?? It did. Bettie told me she was going to feminize me and would jack me off at the xxx movies to ask me about how I gave men orgasms. This was going to be a pivotal night in the development of my sexual preferences. She went easily to my ?secret, hidden? drawer of bras, corsets, panties and high heels. She picked my sissy cuckold lingerie and heels for our sex date. I sort of squirmed in my panties and seamed stockings in the theater seats next to her, her slutty gloves giving me a gushing, fast erupting premature ejaculation. The cum soaked my garter belt and panties completely. I burst it so suddenly I was swept away by her caressing slippery gloves. My lust courage was spent now. Like an arrow shot straight up, I soared up and up with my lust. Then plummeting down, my chubby limp and soft inside wet panties.This is how she wanted me. Drained, humiliated and soft. She offered me to men watching us. She insisted I tell her now with details about the first time I put on lipstick and sucked guys off. She seated the man who approached us between her and I. Now she could make me watch her glove him off and reach across to pull my face down over his throbbing boner. Her gloves continued to milk my limp penis so I confessed that I put on lipstick and my gloves to offer boys long slow blowjobs starting this year and my most recent face fucking was this morning in the car with Michael. She offered to watch me suck cocks so she could give me tips. Mike loved that scene and swore that my blowjobs were twice as good with her training. She had the knowing of men, especially me.Sitting with me at this gay xxx porn house and fondling me while I confess my favorite humiliating homoerotic sexual fantasies to her, I was in heaven. It was perfect. I was crossing lines of sexual behavior that could be dangerous at the end of the 50s. I wanted to prove to her that I was her submissive sex toy. Still stroking my chubby with oil, she told me that she had picked the guy she wanted me to suck off in here tonight.I froze. Through my slippery satin under things she was edging me ever closer to another premature ejaculation. We both learned more about my sexual preferences as now she knew how mortified I was when still wearing my trashiest lingerie after erupting my sex courage into my panties and onto her hands. I wanted to back out and pull off my stockings and garter belt. Wash the lipstick off my mouth. Hide my face. She would not let me.?You promised escort didim me you would suck Stevens cock, baby. Are you glad? You want to, don?t you?? She had only to put on her gloves while I watched her, to trigger a hypnoerotic reaction in me. We called it Pillow talk nights. We made a nest by the fireplace; wine and glasses, pot and the lingerie she had selected to dress me with. With her lipstick and gloves she shucked my boy clothes off like a pod. She held her lips by my mouth when she was ?helping? me with my panties and stockings, my bras and high heels. I could smell her sweet smell and I fell to her spell. She fastened my garter belt to the tops of my seamed stockings and toyed with my bottom. I ached to show her how far I would go to obey her if she let me be her, bi-sexual, cross dressing cuckold. ?Would you greet my bedroom date at our hotel room in your cum slut outfits?? her hands were inside of my panties and using my erections as a Truth Peter. Precious, I will open our door to him wearing my blowjob lingerie, draw him in to close the door. My red lips by his as we do that door dance when I reach out to draw him in. My gloves will dance around his package, nudging him around to get his boner going up by the zipper for you. I told her I understand my turn is after you are through with him for a bit.Here in our nest, our house, she jacked me off with gloves and orgasmo-tized me into watching her wriggle her wet pussy back over another man?s fat cock. I lapped it up. I said yes to her about all of her sexual fantasies with bigger, harder men to fuck within our marriage. I wanted that; getting rubbed off through my black satin knickers by my dom in her long black gloves, hearing about all of the times she already has done. It took my breath hard when she looked me in the face and told me of these other men she had been sucking and fucking. She was not embarrassed or ashamed when she told me that book club doesn?t meet three nights a week from 10:00 PM to 3:30 AM the next morning. I was thunder struck and feeling like I was going to float. Her hands had continued to rub my chubby while she told me about how these men could plunge it into her deeper than I could. ?My orgasms are much better with these men, baby. You want me to have the best gushing climaxes, right baby?? She looked down into my face and saw how much I wanted her after her six hours in his bed, or ours.She did these things to turn me onto kinkier and hotter fun. She got home after her sex romp at his place with pics of her nylons drooping around her knees, her ruby lips smeared by fat cock, but her long black cock rubbing gloves were pulled tight to reach her butter smooth shoulders. She wrapped him with her palm and squeezy fingers, around his boner like this, she said. xxxEarlier, on this latest night of our gay porn theater dates, she dressed me and teased me with her 8inch strap-on. She told me that I was going to have multiple orgasms there that night. She kept plunging her rubber cock up into my lubricated hole and thrust repeatedly. ?I?m going to tell you which man to suck off and swallow there at the show. You?ll do what I tell you to. Otherwise I will not come home to finish butt fucking you after.She taught me how to suck pussy too. Very similar really. Lots of tongue and French kissing the sex member wetly until eruptions ceased much later, boy or girl. I wanted both. She wanted me to want men only. She pushed me back onto her couch on our pillow talk nights, straddled my face with her stockings and smushed my whole face with her wet pussy lips. ?I?ll have sex with the man first. You will watch him plunge his bigger cock into me while you jack off. Put your gloves into your under things and make yourself cum watching me. You will cum on yourself seeing me have loud climaxes romping up and down over his monster boners. I will make you have premature ejaculations on your lingerie, then in humiliation force you to suck men off and swallow their cum.?She never allowed me to penetrate her; mouth, bottom or pussy. That was not for me. We did the other things, like her stroking my erections, me slurping her pussy for hours and talking about our kinky sex lives. That was good for me. I was her sub, used by her to have kinky sex with bigger men. She introduced me to some sailors she knew that preferred slender young men in lingerie and high heels.