From SaraSissyGirl Blog
Friday, April 20, 2012
"Wait," I said as he entered me, full of self doubt,
but it was too late, there was no stopping him now, now once his cock was
inside my virgin ass. Ready or not, he was going to fuck me, he was going to
cum inside me, he was going to make me feel like a woman.
And as he pushed farther and farther into me I
my inhibitions evaporated and I embraced the sissy inside me, the
woman inside me, and quite literally, the cock inside me.
It was
then that I looked up, when his cock was as far inside me as he could push it,
it was then I looked up, looked at my wife sitting across the room, watching, a
smile on her face. She knew, I'd never stop him now, knew it was inevitable
now, that finally, finally, she'd get what she wanted all these years from me.
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Boy-clit
A Ridiculously small penis.
Sarcasm, so small it looks like a woman's clitoris.
Your girlfriend's angry at you and at a very crowded party full of people that
know you AND her, she takes a megaphone and announces that you have a boy-clit.
The music stops and everyone's looking at you, pointing and laughing.
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Thursday, April 19, 2012
Blindfolded, you cannot see him enter the room, only hear him, smell him, sense
him.
He doesn't speak, at first doesn't approach you, doesn't acknowledge you.
It was difficult enough, the decision to involve a man in your relationship, to
surrender, to accept your mutual desires, hers to be with a man, yours to be a
cuckold.
But neither of you anticipated what he wanted, not just to be with her, which
he did, often, but more, he wanted you, too.
Finally, after minutes that seem like hours, after he poured himself a drink,
Scotch, a man's drink, finally, he walks to you, takes your hair in his hand,
leans down, whispers in your ear.
"Tonight, you're mine, sissy, all mine."
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Source | "Stockings
Addiction" by GordonPym
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An
alpha man wants to flirt with your wife.
A beta
(sissy) wants to sit across the room and watch.
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