Maureen, my wife’s new friend, slept in my bed with my wife whilst I had to sleep in the spare bedroom. I was ordered to bring them tea in the morning dressed in my nightie.

I did get some sleep despite their love making being quite loud. My evening with Mark had been exhausting and whatever my wife and Maureen had done to each other I felt it was nothing to what I had done to him. I fell asleep thinking about what Mark and I had done and how much orgasmic pleasure I got from him when I was dressed.

I awoke at least an hour before the alarm clock in both a state of excitement and bewilderment. It was a chicken or egg situation. Did my wife encourage my sissification in order to explore her own bisexuality or was it as a result of all the girlie things we did that turned her head and made her think that what was good for the gander might also be good for the goose.

Whatever it was would have to wait as I made tea to make for her and Maureen.

As I entered the bedroom with two cups of tea on a tray and dressed only in a see thru nightie I was met by four breasts peaking over the duvet cover, two of which I was familiar with, the other two were Maureen’s larger, melon like ones. Her nipples were also large and I could only stare at them.

My wife noticed me staring and put her hand over one of them and said that they were for her and not for me. A shame really as despite my recent conversion into girlie man sex I hadn’t quite left behind my desire to seek a woman’s charms. Maureen, on the other hand didn’t flinch or try to cover up but ordered me to give her a twirl in my nightie.

After my twirl and the comments about how feminine I had become I was ordered to shower, put on some panties, get dressed and go to work.

Work was a haze. All day long I kept thinking back over the previous twenty four hours and wondering how it had come to this. I had to come to terms with what myself and my wife had been doing in our marriage. Was I to accept Mark and Maureen in it ?

The truth was that I was. My evening with Mark, dressed in my girlie finery was very satisfying in every respect, both emotionally and sexually and I wanted it to continue. If I could do that then it was only fair that my wife should satisfy her needs with Maureen and her very impressive boobs. That was if my wife agreed to it.

A text message arrived from Mark, to say he wanted to see me again, it raised some excitement and I confirmed that I would, if my wife gave permission.

At home and dressed in my newly acquired salmon pink lounge wear, my wife asked me about my evening with Mark and what I thought about Maureen. I told her I had completed my task and that I enjoyed the experience. She smiled, patted my thigh and told me that I could see Mark again.

I smiled at that.

She then asked me about what I thought about Maureen and her having sex with her. I told her I liked her and that it was alright by me if I was still allowed to have sex with Mark. She bristled at that and reminded me about who was in charge. She then told me to make myself available for further instructions at the weekend.

Saturday morning found me wearing a lovely lilac house coat covering a white satin nightie and doing the ironing, when the front doorbell rang. At this point I would run upstairs and hide but my wife did warn me that it would be Maureen and to answer it.

Dressed as I was I still found it unnerving to answer the door even though I knew who it was. Maureen sauntered in carrying an overnight bag. That was the first I knew about a house guest. I thought she was there to pick up my wife for girls day out.

My wife appeared and gave Maureen a very close hug and pressed herself into her, paying me absolutely no attention at all. She also kissed her quite passionately while I watched, bemused.

Embrace over, they turned to face me and I was ordered to take Maureen’s bag to her room and make them a cup of tea and prepare lunch, as well as open a bottle of wine. I thought it was our room, but no, not that night, it was going to be her and Maureen’s room and I was relegated to the spare bedroom again. She also said I was to take the outfit she had laid out on the bed to the spare room to wear it later.

When I returned to my jobs I had time to think about what I felt about it all. Seeing my wife kiss another person as passionately as she did had me questioning this whole adventure but reasoning prevailed. I remembered that I had kissed Mark in a similar way. So fair enough.

Lunch and a glass of wine later they prepared themselves to go out shopping while I was ordered to clear up and prepare dinner and get changed into my evening outfit. I was also told to finish the bottle of wine and to open another and have a drink of that too. That was not part of my usual orders. I began to suspect that I was about get more than I bargained for.

There was!

They came home in a taxi and a little worse for wear in the alcohol department. Both were giggling when they entered and I was made to parade myself in front of them wearing my black lacy top with three quarter sleeves and a flouncy polka dot skirt. On the end of my bare legs were a pair of low heeled black shoes that pinched my toes a little.

The next few minutes was spent with my wife and Maureen smoothing my clothes all over my body and both of them fondling my breasts and bottom and altogether getting friskier and friskier. It was then that I suspected I was going to be the meat between their sandwich.

I was.

I served them dinner and was allowed to sit with them and eat. I was also given a larger glass of wine than the other two. Both Maureen and my wife spent a lot of time between mouthfuls fondling my thighs with their hands creeping up my legs to my black lacy panties. This made me smile as well as making my cock grow. Whatever they had in mind I was looking forward to it.

After the meal I was told to go and wash up then wait in my room until I was summoned. From there I could hear the shower and the two of them giggling as they soaped each other down. My mind went into overdrive as I imagined them soaping each others breasts and lady parts down and the soap making everything slippery. That made me very excited and I wondered what was going to happen to me.

It didn’t take long to find out.

Ten minutes after the shower was turned off I was summoned into the bedroom to find both my wife and Maureen completely naked and both wearing a strap-on dildo. I knew then what was coming next. It occurred to me then that it could be my wife’s attempt to humiliate me in front of Maureen and to get her to participate in it.

Some of you might have wondered what two ladies sporting fair sized cocks strapped to themselves looked like. Well, with everything else on view, it was the best of both worlds.

I feigned fear at the sight of two dildo’s but ultimately I was eager for this to happen. My wife ordered me to suck Maureen’s strap on cock. This was great as I could look at her lovely big melons and maybe chance my arm and get a feel of them. This I did for a short time, feeling the nipples harden, only to have my wife stop me and order me to wait for instructions from Maureen before doing anything.

Whilst on my knees in front of Maureen I sucked away at her strap-on. I could feel my wife come up behind me and my flouncy polka dot skirt being lifted over my bottom only to have her strap-on push against the panties between my cheeks.

That’s when the Sissy Boy abuse started.

My wife started to abuse me with taunts about not being a man and insulting me . She encouraged Maureen to call me a Sissy Boy Wimp and to thrust her strap-on into my mouth with more force and make me suck it deeper. This she did and it made me gag a few times.

Meanwhile behind me, my panties were roughly pulled to one side and something cold was dribbled between my bum cheeks. I knew what was going to happen but not as roughly as that. The strap-on entered me up to the hilt in very short time and I did wince a lot as it was thrust in and out of me. Meanwhile Maureen became more vigorous and gave it all she was worth too.

I was being spit-roasted with a little more enthusiasm than I would have liked. If I could have seen my wife I would have said she going at me with gritted teeth.

Just as I started to get used to it she pulled out, not as kindly as she had previously and told Maureen it was her turn. I hoped and prayed that she would be more gentle and thankfully she was, after an initial failure to enter me. Compared to my wife’s over enthusiasm this was wonderful and my erection returned.

Having swopped places my wife’s wide open legs were very close to my face . Her pussy was staring at me and it glistened. I eagerly awaited the order to get my tongue inside it and ordered I was. Lapping at my wife’s pussy and feeling the more gentle thrusting of Maureen pumping her strap-on into my bottom I relaxed into the rhythm and allowed it to pleasure me, when suddenly it all stopped.

Maureen withdrew from me, as did my wife, tore off the strap-on’s and made for each other in a very tight embrace, wriggling and grinding away while I was ordered to the chair to watch how it should be done. I might well have been shocked by this demonstration of female love but I was so sexually aroused I watched open mouthed.

Hands were feeling their way over each others bodies, as were their mouths. There wasn’t a part of their bodies that wasn’t caressed or licked in the frenzy. Eventually Maureen kissed and licked her way down to my wife’s pussy to search for her clitoris which made my wife squirm and eventually buck with excitement.

The view from my chair of Maureen’s bottom as she leaned forward from her kneeling position to lick my wife’s pussy was exhilarating . Her pussy and bum hole were in a direct line to the view of my wife’s. I had to stand up in order to see how she was doing it to her.

My concentration was compromised. I was ordered to watch how Maureen performed oral on my wife but the sight of Maureen’s bottom sticking up in the air showing everything she had was just as enticing and my eyes were drawn to that more than to what she was doing to my wife.

Even though I liked having sex with Mark the sight of my wife and Maureen in the throes of sexual passion made my cock as hard as I have ever known it. My flouncy polka-dot skirt was getting in the way of it and I had to lift it up in order to get to it to pleasure myself. At the point of my wife’s very vocal orgasm I couldn’t hold out any longer and I orgasmed too. ,

Confession time.

I was looking at the rear end of Maureen when I did. The truth was that I was looking at her bum hole when I came.

My flouncy polka-dot skirt was messed up a bit now and as my wife came down from her orgasm she spotted the sticky mess. She ridiculed the lack of substance I had let flow and ordered me to leave and clean up while she did to Maureen what Maureen had done to her.

I fell asleep listening to Maureen in the throes of her sexual pleasure as my wife brought her to climax. The house, then went quiet and I lay there thinking about the sights I had seen and the things I had experienced.

Fast forward to Wednesday and on the instructions of my wife I’d packed and prepared to visit Mark directly after work for another evening of feminine fun.

A text message from him said that he had a surprise for me and to delete the message when I’d read it and not say anything to my wife. This had me both worried and excited too. I’m programmed to do as I’m told by my wife. This made me very nervous. So far, doing as I’m told had served me well, and I didn’t want to threaten the lifestyle I’d been introduced to.

As I knocked on his door I was still considering what the surprise was. As usual Mark was dressed feminine and hidden behind the door. I was ushered in and after a few pleasantries directed upstairs to shower and prepare but to shout down when I was ready.

Full of intrigue I showered and wore the outfit I had worn at the weekend, cleaned, I might add. My wife had included a suspender belt to hold up a pair of black stockings and some red high heeled shoes. Make-up and hair completed I shouted down to Maria that I was ready.

Making my way into the living room there were two people standing side by side, both dressed beautifully feminine and smiling. I was introduced to a younger lady called Jackie whose real name was John and dressed in a punk style outfit.

The dress was a black one-piece with skulls of various sizes all over it . It was accompanied with a black leather spiked collar around her neck with two silver chain necklaces dangling below it. Whether the fishnets were tights or stockings wasn’t easy to tell but I guessed that I would find out before the evening was out. A black wig and Ruby red lipstick completed the outfit.

Maria informed me that Jackie would be joining us tonight and I was introduced to her as Sissy A large glass of wine was poured and given to us with the toast of a very enjoyable evening to us all. But first, food.

It was a lovely beef-bourguignon accompanied with creamy mashed potato and plenty of rich red wine, followed by a strawberry white chocolate cheese cake. Delicious! As we ate I found Jackie to be a friendly, warm and interesting person and I also considered that I might end up being the meat between their sandwich.

Food eaten and relaxing on Mark’s large sofa, hands began to wander. Gently at first and non invasive with tender stroking of arms and legs, eventually leading to more sexualised contact and the more we went for the erotic areas the quieter we became, save for the slightly laboured breathing that comes with sexual excitement.

Suddenly Jackie got up and stood before us and started gyrating to the rhythm of the music playing in the background. She teased us with her movements and bending over to show us the outline of her little bottom in the tight skull dress. Her erotic poses and movements only excited us more as she lifted her dress to reveal that her fishnets were indeed stockings and just above them was a cock desperately trying to force its way out of the black lacy panties Jackie was wearing.

Unable to control myself I knelt down in front of her, lifted the dress to a level where I could get at her cock with my mouth. My tounge ran the whole length of her panties and I could feel it twitch when I licked the end of her cock again. Encouraged by Maria I managed to expose her cock and gave it a good tongue lashing before enveloping it around my mouth. I couldn’t believe how I went at her so eagerly with my head sliding up and down her very presentable cock.

Enter Maria. She came up behind me and I felt my dress being lifted and my panties being pulled down. My now, bare bum was being probed by her and the entrance to it was being investigated. I pushed against her hand as her finger slips in. I was ready and waiting for it as I continued to gorge on Jackie’s cock, lost in the moment.

The next ten minutes was an orgy of sucking and wanking each other until it was time for the main course. The first to be entered was Jackie. Both Maria and myself spent a good deal of time taking turns in her, bringing ourselves up to the point where it would be easy to explode but hauling back from the brink. It was Maria’s turn to subject herself to me and Jackie. At this point Jackie took the lion’s share while I had a rest and Maria was pounded with enthusiasm.

Now it’s my turn. I’m lay on my back with my legs in the air while Maria takes first go. Her first probe made me wince but when she started her rhythmic pounding I felt lost in the moment, only when they changed and Jackie entered me was I aware of what was happening. After a number of changes it became clear that the pace had quickened and that I was the one that they were going to take their lust out on.

First Jackie upped the pace and began to thrust herself into me. She pumped away with as much as she could and with one final energetic thrust came deep inside me.

Pulling out with a full condom is not as easy as you might think but as soon as it was Maria moved in and entered me and the process began again. She pumped away at my bottom and very quickly repeated what Jackie had done to me. I’m sore now but very flattered they both wanted to cum in me.

Maria suggested that they empty their condoms over my cock as I’m trying to catch up and after a short but very full-on wank my own seed joined theirs in a very sticky mess. Hardly able to move and with a sore bum I just lay there and allowed myself to recover as did the other two. Nothing was said for quite a while until I was ordered to the shower to remove any evidence of the orgy that had just taken place.

At home I was asked if I had enjoyed my visit and did I do what was asked. I could honestly say that I did. It was a good job she didn’t ask if anyone else was there. Not sure what I would have said if she had. So with a sore bum and a clean nightie I went to bed wondering where all this would end.