House of Sissies

Half an hour later we all left together in a taxi.

THE PARTY

The soiree was being held in a converted National Trust property - a huge house with its own private land that stretched for miles - in the Cheshire countryside. Although my heart was hammering in my chest, my fears were eased by the fact that Carla seemed so in control. She was full of confidence and held both mine and Quentin's hands as we got out of the taxi. We were greeted by Stefan, the owner of the house and his wife Ingrid. They were Danes who had come to the UK to work as doctors at the same fertility clinic that Carla worked in. Like Carla they were hot as hell. Stefan looked like a Viking god with his shoulder length blonde hair and taut, muscular physique. And Ingrid looked like a voluptuous vampire. You could tell they were going to behave like barbarians in the bedroom.

Wine was served and we mingled with the other guests. At some point I lost sight of Quentin and didn't find him again until much later. At precisely nine p.m a gong clanged and we were all asked to take an envelope from the large dining room table. Carla opened ours to reveal a number six written on a pair of red silk panties. We both giggled and headed upstairs to find bedroom number six. Carla knocked politely and immediately my jaw nearly dropped to the floor. On the bed encased in a variety of soft fabrics and sexy lingerie were three women in a state of orgasmic delight. Carla led me to a chair facing the bed, strapped my hands with some silk stockings to the arms of the chair, kissed me passionately and then proceeded to join the Sapphic orgy. I was gobsmacked.

The women welcomed Carla like a long lost lover. In no time at all I watched agog as Carla joined in with all the kissing and licking of lips, mouths and breasts. At one point one of the women was licking Carla's left nipple, while another licked her right. Meanwhile the third woman - a curvy, maybe early sixties hottie - started licking Carla's pussy.

I thought I was going to suffer premature ejaculation. I'd never witnessed anything so ridiculously arousing and kinky. I couldn't believe how liberated Carla appeared. I never would have had her down as someone that was attracted to the same sex. To watch other sexy women licking your wife's tits and pussy is overwhelmingly exciting. But then suddenly, as if on cue, the women left the room. I couldn't believe it. I thought Carla would be screaming with frustration. But if she felt any kind of irritation, it didn't last long. Four naked hunks walked into the room. They smiled at me and one of them made sure that the stockings pinning my wrists to the arms of the chair were tight and would hold fast.

I watched transfixed as Carla, dressed only now in her panties and stockings, simply lay back on the bed as each guy positioned himself either side of her - two on the right and two on the left. Then directly in my line of sight they started jerking off. Carla put her hand in her panties as the hunky studs - all between the ages of twenty five to thirty five - slowly, but then with more desire, more hunger for relief, started to furiously rub themselves no doubt turned on by how my naughty wife was fingering herself and writhing all over the bed. My own cock was now fully erect and screaming to be touched, but I couldn't reach it - my hands really were locked in a vice like grip by the silk stockings. I felt a dollop of pre-cum spatter onto the pink panties as Carla's writhing became more and more forceful. The hunks responded in kind furiously heading towards oblivion.

Suddenly a waterfall of cum exploded all over Carla's tits, some landed on her lips and I watched aghast as Carla, like a porn star licked up every last drop a huge coquettish smile on her face as she did so. The guys departed kissing Carla on the forehead as their cocks slowly returned to their normal flaccid state, though I should just add - for the sake of transparency - that they were all still much, much bigger than mine. I envied them, but loved what they'd done to Carla who was now attired in not just hot panties and stockings but yummy natural yoghurt coloured cum.

But Carla had still not had an orgasm and as frustrated as I was I could only imagine how horny and exasperated she must be feeling. But she wasn't showing any annoyance. Far from it in fact.

"Care to clean me up my darling sissy?' She said purring like a cat.

"I don't think I've got anything to clean you with," I replied honestly.

"Oh Dan, that's what your tongue is for."

I knew looking at her porn star face that she was deadly serious. The door opened again and half a dozen naked guys walked in. I recognised them instantly. They were Carla's colleagues from the clinic. Joe - hunky Brit in his early thirties - could easily have been a model. Devastatingly good looking. Simon, eccentric mid-forties sexier than me by a country mile and with an enormous cock. Though his cock is not as big as Sam's - black junior doctor - your basic nightmare as a husband, regular gym goer, looks like he should be in the special forces and has a cock bigger than the Eiffel tower - okay not quite, bit it at least nine meaty inches. Bjorn, Norwegian, just turned thirty, wouldn't look out of place in an episode of Game of Thrones - beefy, manly, cock as hard as the rock of Gibraltar a full eight inches. Mason, the youngest - mid-twenties, looks like a Hollywood idol, cock also a fine and dandy eight inches. And that just leaves Clive, bald and near retirement age, five years older than me, but far superior in every way. Incredibly good looking and with a cock that rivals Sam's for bulk and girth and width and length. It was Clive who released me from the stockings. Then he patted me on the ass...

"Now clean up your hot wife sissy boy before we pleasure her." He asked nicely, but forcefully, I knew I couldn't refuse. Strangely I didn't want to. There was something about Clive that really turned me on. I wanted to please him. I wanted to watch him fuck my naughty wife. I was secretly hoping he was bisexual, certainly the feel of his spanking on my ass had sent me into rampant lust for his enormous cock. Shit. Shit Shit. Carla WAS right. Wearing panties DOES make you crave cock.

I jumped on the bed and like a man suffering delirium or a man under his hot wife's spell, watched by Carla's colleagues I greedily licked up every last bit of yummy cum from her breasts, nipples, chin, lips and mouth. Carla and I shared our first cum kiss which we both enjoyed enormously. It was so wrong, so out there, but oh so kinky and oh so good. Then large manly hands dropped me back into the chair, though this time they left my own hands untied. Even if I wanted to protest these hunks were not going to let me interfere. I was about to watch my hot wife participate in a gang bang with her gorgeous colleagues. They were real men, I was a sissy faggot and Carla was about to turn me into her sissy cuckold.

Carla was like a bitch on heat. She couldn't get enough of Sam, Joe, Clive, Simon, Bjorn and Mason's hands, lips, and cocks. Like a porn star she hand two cocks in her hands, two in her mouth, one in her pussy and, oh, one in her ass. I couldn't believe how she was behaving. It was like all those years of having to cope with my pathetic little shrinking member, evaporated in the twenty minutes or so she gave her male colleagues the seeing to they must have been yearning for from her for years. She didn't disappoint. At one point Sam lifted her up plunging his monster cock into my wife's gaping pussy, while Clive fucked her ass. The whole time she had the biggest, bitchiest, naughtiest grin on her face. Ten minutes into the orgy she even managed to squeeze two cocks into her pussy, two in her mouth and two in her sexy ass. They were stretching her and I knew I'd never ever be able to satisfy her again.

At no point did she look in pain, quite the opposite. She was in complete control. She looked over at me with a huge mischievous grin on her face as cum rained down from her mouth onto her tits again. It was Sam who gave her the pounding that led to her first orgasm of the evening. Her screams of pleasure were so loud I thought she'd wake the dead. I watched lost in the perverted wonder of it all as Sam's cum and then Clive's and Mason's and Joe's erupted from her ass and pussy.

Once more I was called into action. Once more I licked hungrily devoured every cream pie, be it from Carla's mouth, ass, or pussy. Carla's gasped with pleasure as I licked - what felt like a litre of - cum from her ass. And when I did the same to her pussy she had another orgasm. Her colleagues warmly applauded me for my efforts and then they disappeared again. Later I texted each one of them, thanking them for their service and promising them that: YOU CAN FUCK MY HOT NAUGHTY WIFE ANYTIME YOU WANT TO.

"I think they already know that," Carla said laughing her head off. "Now it's your turn my darling sissy. I get to sit in the chair and enjoy the show.

I clambered on the bed and felt n=my heart beating wildly as three gorgeous crossdressers came into the room. They began by passionately kissing Carla who winked and grinned coquettishly at me again. Having watched Carla so expertly suck cock I was now desperate to try it myself. And there was something about wearing my wife's panties and having a small cock that was turning me gay. Increasingly, as the evening had worn on I felt my desire for pussy dissipating, my lust for my wife reducing and my hunger for cocks becoming no longer a want but a need.

The three guys that joined me on the bed all looked, like me, in their fifties. In the panties, stockings, corsets and lip gloss they looked so hot and so desirable. As Carla watched we started kissing each other. The oldest guy, Colin, but you can call me Cindy was actually in his mid sixties. But oh I simply adored him. He kissed me so tenderly to begin with, but then as James and George (Joanne and Gaynor) started licking my nipples, he forced his tongue into my mouth and I responded equally forcefully. I found him literally irresistible. He was actually a better kisser than Carla. I couldn't believe it.

"Once you're addicted to cock, Dan," he whispered in my ear, "there's no going back."

"Oh show me, Colin, I mean, Cindy. Show me."

Cindy put his cock in my mouth. Instantly i knew he was right. I spotted Carla, eyes wide open, huge smile on her face again, urging me on. She had her phone out and was filming the whole thing.

I grabbed George and James's cocks as I gave Cindy oral. He tasted delicious. In no time at all he exploded in my mouth. It was like the fourth of July. I knew life would never be the same again. My first blow job and already I was a cum slut. Eagerly George and James put their cocks in my mouth at the same time as Cindly teased my nipples with his tongue - something that always drives me wild. Having two cocks to service was seriously perverted but I was loving every minute of it. These guys looked so hot, so feminine in their vintage panties, fishnet stockings and corsets. I wanted them. I wanted them desperately. I wanted their lovely cocks. I wanted to be a slut like Carla. I wanted us to suck and fuck cocks together.

George and James came almost simultaneously in my mouth. It was like someone had turned a water fountain on. Sticky, yummy, gooey cum filled my mouth. My tongue was drenched with the stuff. But I was determined to hold onto it all. Carla came over and started kissing me and once me we passed the salty liquid back and forth between us enjoying a game of tonsil tennis. I had discovered that hard cocks make you weak at the knees. You just have to go down on them.

Now I desperately wanted, no needed, a cock in my ass. Fortunately that's when we were reunited with Quentin. As George, James and Cindy continued to kiss me Quentin told me to get into a doggy position. Then in front of Carla - she immediately started filming again - he gently pulled my pink panties aside, kissed my ass, licked the rim and then slowly, at first, plunged his lovely stiff cock into my boy pussy.

The first few inches were sensational. The feeling was indescribable - you'll only know what it feels like if you've experienced it. Halfway in he stopped to give me time to breathe. Inching his way further in I felt it becoming too much for me, George, James and Cindy were all either kissing my lips, playing with my cock or teasing my nipples in an attempt to keep me aroused. With one final forceful push I heard a noise like melon hitting concrete and suddenly the pain evaporated to be replaced by the most intense pleasure I'd ever experienced sexually. It got better and better as Quentin started to ride me. It was absolutely thrilling. My eyes were rolling in my head. I felt Quentin spank my pink panty clad ass and run his hands down my stockings which thrilled me even more. It felt surreal, yet undeniably arousing and kinky that he himself was wearing my hot wife's panties and stockings while he fucked me in front of her.

For all the crossdressing sissies reading this I urge you, if you haven't already done so, to try this. Use sissy porn and sissy hypnosis to get you to a place of embracing and accepting it. Make sure you wife cuckolds you. Let her fuck whoever she wants - share that fantasy with her until it becomes a reality. Then get her to turn you gay. It doesn't take much. You wear your wife's panties. You crave cock. Your wife will love you for it. Why? Because now no other woman can have you. You'll never be interested in pussy again. And your wife will get to experience as many big fat stiff cocks as she desires. It's a win win. One night, during foreplay with your sexy wife just say it. I want to wear your panties. I'm gay I want to suck cock and you can too. Any cock you like. Time to face the facts - you wear your wife's panties? You are gay.

Just as it was time for me to face facts. After Quentin had fucked my ass, Carla actually licked his dripping cum from my rim and kissed me again. It was so fucking horny. Clive returned to the room and fucked Carla right by my side while Cindy (Colin) told me to fuck him. At last my dreams were coming true. As Clive hammered my hot naughty wife with his enormous cock giving her orgasm number three of the evening, I pulled Colin's panties aside and entered his boi pussy with my very stiff and erect five inches. I knew I'd never want pussy again. Cindy's ass was so delightful. It was like fucking a virgin. It was sensational. I couldn't believe I was doing this in front of my wife.

"I'm gay," I shouted as my orgasm came ever closer, :I'm a crossdressing sissy faggot and I love cocks." Carla squealed with delight hearing me blast out those triumphant words. Her third orgasm was the most powerful of all. Mine, when it arrived, a few moments later was sensational - like nothing on earth, other-worldly.

Carla and I fell asleep in each other's arms. I was still attired in her pink panties, stockings and leather skirt. We had only just started down the road to depravity. Our aim was to convert as many sissy crossdressers into gay faggots for their wives and help as many women as possible enjoy the hot wife lifestyle. I mean, come on, who doesn't enjoy a big fat cock?

EPILOGUE

To repeat: Wearing sexy panties will make you want to suck cock.

10 Things Sissies Love To hear:

1) I'm going to cuckold you.

2) I will be a hot wife from now on.

3) Let me take a picture of you in my panties for your Literotica profile.

4) Spread your sissy butt cheeks while I put the butt plug in you.

5) You can only cum to sissy porn now.

6) I will shave your legs and pubic hair before I put my stockings and dirty pink panties on you.

7) Suck a cock with me - my gorgeous sissy cum slut.

8) Time to put your panties on, the guys are on the way over.

9) Swallow every last drop of my lover's cum sissy faggot.

10) I am going to turn you gay.

As Carla tells me everyday now: "I think it's kind of cute when you try to act like a man, when in reality we both now know that you're a panty wearing sissy faggot that does whatever I tell you to do."

On Friday nights at the glory hole Carla says: "I'll take his shaft and you can take his tip."

On Saturday nights at home she declares: "Before you lick his cum off my tits I want you to kiss his cock and thank my lover for giving me such a good fucking yesterday."

The fact is the more I have worn Carla's panties and stockings the more addicted I have become to cock. I simply want to fuck my gorgeous hot wife anymore. I just crave big fat cocks. Then again, so does she.

So admit it - you're a crossdressing sissy faggot too. It's time to tell your wife. Carla insists that you do and if you do she'll send you some of her dirty panties to wear. But you must tell your wife. She probably already knows. Women are not stupid you know. So be brave, wear her panties tonight in bed and tell her that as she suspected you are a sissy. Tell her before Carla does. Or do you want me to spank your panty clad ass Cindy and suck your cock?!