The thought of kneeling in front of a large man and taking his penis in my mouth never occurred to me not before Big Mike fed me that first taste of what life could be like for me. With his guidance and insistence I flourished, I grew, I gained confidence as the effeminate cock sucker I was meant to be.ĭid I have a latent desire to become a cock sucker. He knew instinctively what I was, what I was capable of, and what talents lay undiscovered within me.īig Mike shaped me, molded me you could say, into the cock sucking faggot he calls me. He may be crude and brash but there can be no denying Big Mike's intuition. I was fortunate that destiny had led me to him. Some might have had their egos bruised and battered when surrendering his wife to another one more intelligent, well endowed, and with an innate understanding of others. Sucking Big Mike was that course correction for me. There comes a time in a person's life where a chain of events and destiny join forces to course correct the direction of one's life. I might be able to have him appreciate me for what I have to offer. I determined that it was necessary for me to serve Big Mike and hopefully one day. Watching them also helped me to understand my role, my place in life. The many orgasms she had made me understand her instinctual need for a big cock. I almost wept with joy watching Big Mike take my wife places I never could. and a sissy husband to clean up the cum.Īlthough it's been 6 months since I first delivered Cindy to Big Mike, I will never forget that first time I was permitted to witness their coupling. Cin needs what he has and Big Mike wants what she can provide a cock hungry place to empty his balls. It is raw, impassionate, pure fornication driven by animalistic lust. There's no love making, no tenderness, and not much fore-play unless you count Big Mike sitting there getting his cock sucked by Cindy and me as fore-play. To watch he and my wife fuck is to be awe struck. It's worth it because I get to participate. But in the end, it's worth the humiliating stares I get holding his and Cindy's hands when we walk through a mall or enter a restaurant. Although I am uncomfortable wearing stirrup pants and blouses and mini-skirts and hose when visiting my husband and Big Mike, only because he sometimes insists we got out in public.
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"You are a little cock sucker, a panty wearing homo and I think it only appropriate that as one of the wives to my cock, you dress sexy for date nights." "Real men do not suck cocks, johnnie," he explained to me as Cindy and I slobbered over his big cock. Wearing panties and other items of feminine attire when I'm with him makes perfect sense to me. I also have a broad assortment of women's clothing I wear when Big Mike tells me.īig Mike introduced me to the love of cock, his cock to be specific. I am to wear one when doing chores at Big Mike's. I have a few leotards that have thong bottoms. I now owned two dozen different style and color panties. My wife did take me shopping for a new "sexy-wife wardrobe".