A Change in Our Marriage - The Sissy Cuckold

by Sara Desmarais

  Sara tugged at the leash, pulled me to the doorway and stopped. "Hang on, sissy," she said and walked back into the bedroom. I caught sight of myself in the mirror, my bound hands forced my chest outwards, my breasts ready to spill out of my bra and slip. Fuck was I hot and horny!

  "Okay, let's go, sissy," she said as she picked the end of the leash off my crotch area, and led me by my neck down the hall. As I walked behind her, staring at her ass, I realized she'd taken the strap-on cock off, and I could not wait to go back upstairs and resume our game.

  We went into the kitchen where she found the wine, picked it up with her free hand along with a fresh glass, and tugged my leash to follow her towards the den. I'd taken about four steps into the den, still focused on her ass, when she said, "Well, what do you think?"

  "Holy shit, that's John, your husband?"

  What the fuck? My brain took at least fifteen seconds to catch up to what my eyes saw. Sitting in my tan leather chair was a man.

  A man!

  Not Steve.

  A man I'd never seen before.

  In my house. In my chair. Not Steve. A strange man who...fucking shit, whose eyes were bugged out of his head looking at us.

  Sara laughed, reached over to my crotch, "with the tiny cockette to prove it!"

  "She...I mean...he...whatever, looks...looks as good as any woman I've ever seen," he gushed. "Fuck, your husband is sexier than both of my ex-wives!"

  What the hell was going on? I looked at Sara, terror in my eyes. Who was this?

  "Well Matt, my husband is probably a bigger slut than your ex-wives too. All he has been talking about is cock. Cock this and cock that. I want cock, I want to suck cock, I swear sweetie, that's all that's on her mind."

  "Really? Well, I know I can help there, if he...or she...wants help."

  "She, Matt, let's not call such a pretty thing a he, okay."

  Sara leaned towards me, whispered in my ear, "You've been begging for cock for weeks, Julie. Tonight you are going to give your first blow job. Just remember how much you've been begging for cock, lover, and I'll be here helping you the whole time."

  I almost fainted. I hadn't said a word since I first laid eyes on Matt. Oh god, I wanted to run out of the room screaming, but my eyes were drawn to and frozen on his crotch. I wanted to run, but felt only a compelling need.

  For cock. What was going on?

  "Matt, are you ready?"

  "Hell yeah!"

  "Come on Julie, a woman shouldn't keep a man waiting." She tugged my leash, walked me over to Matt's chair. To my chair.

  "Fuck, look at those tits! Are they real?"

  "Hell yes they are real. Do you think my sissy deserves anything less?"

  "She's never done this before?"

  "No, baby, she hasn't done this, on a man, anyway. She has had lots of practice on a dildo, though."

  "Fuck, a virgin mouth!" They talked like I wasn't there, like I was a piece of meat. But I knew one thing. Sara loved me.

  Sara looked at me with her own lust filled eyes. "Kneel," she tugged gently at me leash.

  I did so, slowly, my hands still bound behind me, with Sara joining me on her knees next to me. I was now at eye level with Matt's crotch, his cock clearly hard, strained against his pants.

  "Yes, you did that to him, lover," she laughed, reading my mind. "Here, let me get that out for you to play with. Matt, do you mind?"

  "Hell no," he said, sexual tension running through his voice.

  "Julie, I just love unzipping a man's pants, reaching in, taking out his hard cock. I suppose I'd forgot how great the feeling was, knowing a man was getting this hard because of me. And now you." She managed again to reinforce my lack of manhood while simultaneously reinforcing how hard Matt was because of me.

  Sara unzipped his pants, unbuckled his belt, reached into his shorts and expertly removed the hardest, smoothest, thickest cock I'd ever seen. He was bigger than Steve. Not huge bigger, but he put even Steve to shame. Obviously, compared to my penis even before hormones, we had two very different organs.

  "This, my love, is a cock," she said proudly. I stared at Matt's cock, my mouth open, half in amazement, and half in wanton lust. Somewhere, deep inside me, the sight of his hard cock triggered something, a longing in my loins, a deep desire.

  Sara looked from the cock in her hands to my face. "You want it, don't you Julie? Do you finally realize now how much you want cock?"

  I almost fell over right onto Matt's lap, I was so suddenly overcome, but forgot I was without hands to use to hold on. "Whoa, there," Matt laughed, his hands shooting out to catch me, strong hands holding my shoulders. "Be careful darling," he drawled. His hands remained on my shoulder as he steadied me.

  "Yes, baby, Matt has that effect on women. Here, let me untie your hands, you really can't give a proper blow job without them."

  I moved my arms in front of me after she released them. She left the leash on, and I noticed Matt had lazily taken hold of it in one of his hands, but it was slack.

  "I...," I hesitated.

  Sara whispered into my ear. "Don't be shy now lover, I'll talk you through this. I know how much you want it. Remember, you've been begging for cock for months now, and here it is in front of you. Just remember, lover, all women want cock. It's the most natural thing in the world, you are just giving a man a blow job, women know how to do this, right? You know, you've practiced."

  Her words really struck me. This was natural for a woman. I wanted this so badly. My god, I was thinking like a woman. I was a woman!

  "Put your hands on his thighs, Julie, lean forward, that's it, kiss the tip, sure, give is a nice kiss, you are honored, Julie, that Matt's letting you suck his cock."

  I did as Sara said, my hands rested on Matt's powerful thighs. It struck me again. Matt was a man! A man! And that only reinforced my thoughts about myself. I was a woman. My wife had turned me into a woman!

  Slowly, but deliberately, I leaned forward, my mouth coming closer and closer to the cock staring me in the face. Just inches before my lips reached the tip, I closed my eyes, instinctively, as I would before kissing my wife. As my lips came into contact with the tip of Matt's cock, I was surprised by two things. It was so warm and it was already wet.

  The surprise of the warmth quickly left my brain -- of course it was warm. The wetness quickly registered deep in my mind. It was wet because Matt had pre-cum on the tip of his cock. He'd already leaked a tiny bit of fluid out, and now that fluid was on my lips.

  Before my lips could react, before I could recoil at the thought that there was a man's cum on my lips, Sara spoke. "Tongue it gently, lover, the tip, just lightly swirl your tongue around his cock." She was whispering in my ear, directing me, encouraging me, making any hesitancy on my part stay below the surface.

  I licked, my tongue making contact with its first cock, and it seemed so natural. As Sara had anticipated. "That's it lover, that's the cock you've wanted for so long. Taste it, get familiar with it," she whispered. My brain should have revolted right now. It should have screamed at me. If there was any manhood inside me, it should have rioted. My tongue was licking a cock!

  But nothing. I just licked farther down the underside of his shaft, moving even before Sara directed me.

  "How are you doing, Matt," she asked.

  "Ohhh," he just moaned.

  "Yes, baby, I told you she'd know what to do," my wife laughed at him.

  "Oh god," he shook.

  "Hang on, baby," she said, gently pulling me off his cock, "let me pull his pants down."

  She pulled his pants and shorts down around his ankles, totally freeing his cock. Matt gave a gentle playful tug to my leash, urging me back to my task. My hands now rested on his naked thighs, and I felt the power of his muscles. But my mind was on one organ now.

  I resumed licking where I left off, half way down his shaft. "Keep going, Julie," my wife instructed in a whisper into my ear, followed by wet tongue. "Down to his balls, gently take them into your mouth.
"

  I took the big rocks into my mouth, sucked, knowing full well that inside them was more cum than I'd ever released in my life. Everything about Matt was man.

  "Now, Julie, take his cock. Take your reward."

  I moved up the shaft again, opened my mouth, hesitated just slightly before taking the shaft into my mouth. Cock! I was sucking cock! And willingly!!!

  Of course, I was overeager and tried to take too much into my mouth. I choked as the tip of the cock went deep into my throat.

  "Whoa, take it easy," Sara laughed. "Beginner's tip, use your hands."

  I sighed, wrapped my right hand around Matt's shaft, my mouth concentrating on the top half, my hand on the bottom. Yes, my wife, expert cock sucker, passing on her knowledge to her sissy husband. How sexy!

  I felt Matt's powerful hands in my hair, guiding my head on his cock.

  "How are you doing, Julie," Sara whispered, "want to know? Look up at Matt's face."

  This was almost too much for me, too much humiliation. "Look at what you are doing, Julie."

  I looked up at Matt's face, which was twisted in pleasure. Our eyes met and I realized the yin and yang of a blow job. It was terribly submissive for the woman, yet terribly powerful too. The simple act brought so much pleasure to a man.

  "You see it, don't you," Sara licked me ear, "the pleasure a woman can give a man."

  "Hmmm," I moaned, not wanting to take my mouth off Matt's cock. Off my cock! I can barely describe all the emotions running through me as I moved my mouth up and down Matt's cock, the feeling I had feeling his hardness, his warmth. I realized how much I did need cock. Sara had done this to me. She'd turned me into her woman and now into a cock starved slut. I was lost in the task, lost, nothing but Matt's cock in my world now, the hard cock in my hands and mouth.

  "Sara," I heard Matt gasp. She seemed not to hear him, she was so intently watching me. "Sara," he said, more urgently, matching with a gentle push on my shoulders.

  "Go slower, Julie, take his balls back into your mouth, feel them again."

  I don't know why, but they'd changed ever so slightly. It's hard to describe. Fuller, maybe. I sucked on them for a minute, savoring how big even they were compared to me, to sissy. It was his cock I wanted though, now, more than anything. I needed that cock back in my mouth.

  Two strokes into sucking him again, he gasped again. "Sara!"

  "I know Matt," she answered and looked over at me, ready to say something. I suddenly dawned on me what he was trying to say. He was close to cumming and was doing what almost any guy did the first time he got a blow job from a particular woman. He was trying to warn us, stop me, before he shot in my mouth, before I went too far and he couldn't stop himself.

  Sara and I looked at each other, a look that said many things. I knew what was happening. She understood. I asked, her, with my eyes, what to do, never stopping sucking the magnificent cock.

  "Its up to you," her eyes said. All in the span of two seconds and two sucks, we spoke these words with our eyes. I increased my strokes, my hand matching the strokes of his cock into my mouth.

  "Sara, I..." Matt said urgently, on the verge of no longer caring.

  "She knows, baby."

  "But..."

  "She knows," my wife whispered in a proud voice, proud of her woman, proud of her sissy, proud of her lover.

  He stopped pushing me away, instead guided my head with one hand, held the leash tightly now with the other. He relaxed and let it wash over him. I realized that it didn't matter now, whether I changed my mind or not, there was no turning back.

  A moment later, he began to get tense and actually thrust his hips to my mouth, driving deeper into my mouth.

  "Just relax and let it happen," Sara whispered into my ear.

  I knew it was about to happen. I could tell the way he tensed, gasped, surrendered to the orgasm about to wash over his body.

  I was just on the tip when the first, most violent shot erupted from his cock. I relaxed as Sara instructed, instinctively knowing not to fight it as my mouth quickly filled with Matt's hot cum. Before he pulled my head down onto his cock and a second burst shot out, I swallowed some of the first, the taste now all over my mouth, assaulting every taste bud and sexual nerve.

  He held himself deep in my mouth on the second thrust as more cum filled me. I could no longer swallow and it filled into my cheeks. I just struggled not to spit or gag. Relax. Relax.

  He held there for twenty seconds, a third, fourth and fifth burst of cum, smaller and smaller, filled me.

  "Ohhhh," Matt moaned, "Oh, fuck." He leaned back into the couch, his cock already slightly softer, easily passing out of my mouth. Even soft, he was amazing.

  I realized I didn't know what to do with my mouth full of cum. Should I swallow? It was too much to do so gracefully. A towel?

  But Sara as always came to my rescue, knew exactly what to do. She pulled my shoulders to her, quickly moved her mouth to mine and kissed me, mouth open, tongue darting into my mouth, into the cum resting inside.

  We shared the most erotic kiss I'd ever had with Sara or anyone else in my life. It was a kiss with years of love behind it. It was a kiss of passion, of surrender, of desire, of bliss. It was sharing, of our lives, of each other, and finally, of Matt's cum. At that moment, we were one. It was pure love.

  Sara finally broke the passion, her mouth sticky with Matt's cum, as was mine. She stood, almost shaking, tugged at my leash.

  "Come with me, lover," she said, leading me out of the room. I realized we both needed each other with reckless abandon.

  "Let yourself out Matt? I'll call you tomorrow," she said, not even looking at him. I, however, dared a peek and still saw one amazing man. The man I had just sucked. The man whose cum was all over my face. A man.

  "Come on, slut, the night is young. I need you now, now, just the way you are. Finally! At last!" Sara laughed as she pulled me from the room towards the stairs, towards our bedroom, where, I'm sure, she had more passionate plans for me.

  Oh how I love this woman!!!!