Meeting My Second Wife

MEETING MY SECOND WIFE

It was in the middle 1990’s. I met a girl at work, she was married, her name was Anne and she came on to me with a vengeance. Needless to say we began a sexual relationship. When my wife found out, she made me quit my job and find another one. I did, but I didn’t stop seeing Anne. On my way to the new job, I would leave early and meet her just as I did before.
At my new job, I began flirting with a girl named Cheryl. She was also married, but about 10 years younger than me. She also wanted a sexual relationship. So now I was juggling 2 women at the same time. During that time, another woman, now my wife, started coming on to me. I didn’t resist and soon I was dating her too. I wasn’t long before I was caught by the wife and she divorced me. Imagine that !
I started to have feelings for the new girl and the first time we met at her apartment, I told her I liked to dress in women’s underclothes. That didn’t seem to bother her. I told her this because I wanted it right out in front in case things got deeper between us, which it did. We ended up moving out of state and after my divorce was final from my first wife, we got married.
The new wife seemed to be up for anything. She would dress me in her underclothes, along with the women’s clothes I owned, she would make love to me as if I were a woman, feeling and sucking my bra covered tits, she felt me up, running her hands up my pantyhose covered legs, and under my skirt to squeeze my ass cheeks. She also fucked me from time to time while I was dressed with one of the dildo’s we bought. We were having a great time. After a while, we moved again to another state.
She saw the things I was looking at on x-hamster and other sites and aske me if I was bi. I didn’t lie, I told her I really liked looking at other cock and balls. She told me that if I needed another cock, that she would have to be present. I told her I agreed. I didn’t do anything about it for a long time and one day asked her if she remembered what she told me and was it still ok. She remembered and told me she was wondering why it was taking me so long.
I had a guy in mind and invited him over for supper and fun. He agreed along with my wife. We had a nice dinner and went into the living room to relax. My wife and I were sitting on the couch and Tom was in a lounge chair a few feet away, facing us. My wife began rubbing my leg and soon had my shorts un-buttoned and her hand in my panties. Both my wife and I could see Tom’s boner in his shorts as he watched us. My wife pulled off my shorts and shirt. I was wearing a teen bra and lacy, black, see-through panties. Tom took the hint and began massaging his cock through his shorts.
My wife had my dick hard and stretching my panties by now, and she got up and went over to Tom, took him by the hands, and lifted him to his feet. She then pulled down his shorts along with his underwear and had him slip off his shirt. She then took his hand and led him over in front of me. With her knee, she spread my legs and placed Tom right between them, his cock only inches from my face. Debbie, my wife, took hold of his dick and put her hand on the back of my head, and brought us together. She stopped when my lips touched his oozing cock-head.
I took a lick and began lapping at his dick. He moved forward and I took him in my mouth. Tom slowly pumped in and out of my mouth while Debbie reached behind him and slipped her free hand between his legs and cupped his balls as he fucked my mouth. I could hear her breathing faster as Tom and I were. She was as excited as we were! I reached up with both hands and grabbed his ass to guide him. It was only a few minutes later when Tom groaned and flooded my mouth with his cum. Debbie was up close, watching as he exploded in my mouth. As his hot cum began to fill my mouth, I heard Debbie say, “Swallow it, baby… Swallow all his boiling cum!” Of course I did just that.
Debbie joined in with me and other men quite often when she wasn’t just watching. She even got other guys to let her dress them in silky, frilly girl clothes. I think she enjoyed that a little too much. Anyway, we both never stopped liking that.
It was only a few years ago when I found a local CD that was single and had advertised to live as a sissy, maid, or anything else someone wanted. I answered it, we met along with Debbie, and we agreed he could live with us. Sissy has been with us for about a year and a half now. He has a job, contributes to the household, in more ways than one. He also cleans and does other domestic duties. Debbie enjoys buying him and I girlie clothes now and then and we also enjoy his company.
A week or so ago, Debbie told me she was going shopping to get something for supper. When she came back, she had me lay on the floor and she lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties and squatted right over my mouth, releasing a large load of sperm. She said…”Here’s your supper, darling!” After I ate it, I asked her where she got it. She told me, and I told her the arrangement “we” had would also apply to her. If she wanted new cock, she would have to bring it home. She agreed and explained it was her first time. I believe her because I have never seen anything to be suspicious about.

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