6 comments/ 123648 views/ 46 favorites Becoming Her Whore By: HerLittlePiggy "I know," my wife Casey said softly as her hands caressed my naked body beneath the covers of our king sized bed. "You know what?" I asked. I didn't know what game we were playing but I was ready to fuck. "I know what you look at on the computer and what you fantasize about," she answered softly. Her hand had found my hard cock and she squeezed it tight making me moan softly. "Oh you do, do you," I replied. I was quite sure she was bluffing because if she truly knew what I was looking at on line and what was going through my head on a regular basis she would have freaked. Casey had taken to role playing and mild BDSM with surprising vigor but she was still very conservative at heart so there was little chance, in my mind, that she would be accepting of my decidedly kinky fantasies. "Yes I do. I installed an internet tracker on your laptop. I know all your dirty little secrets. You are a dirty boy." My heart stopped for a moment but I still thought she was bluffing. She couldn't have seen my internet sites. I was sure she was playing a game so I decided to go with it. "Yes I am," I replied as she continued to stroke and squeeze my dick. "What do you plan on doing with your new found knowledge?" "I'll be right back you dirty boy," Casey said as she climbed out of bed and walked to her closet. My eyes bulged and my heart skipped a beat when she walked out of he closet. She wore a black leather corset that pushed her full C cup tits up and out and she held a riding crop in her right hand. Her left hand was wrapped around the shaft of a big black latex strap on cock. It was secured to her waist with a studded leather harness. "Do you like?" Casey asked. Her soft brown eyes sparkled in the light and she had a mischievous grin on her pretty face. "Oh god yes," I said. She hadn't been kidding. She had seen my internet history. "Good," Casey cooed. She ran her hands slowly over her wide hips as she moved toward the bed. Her long latex cock swung lewdly from side to side with each step. "Open wide piggy." My eyes were transfixed to the long shaft that stood inches from my face. I could smell Casey's arousal and I could see small wet droplets of pussy juice form on her shaved labia. I had never sucked a cock before, not even a fake latex one, but I had fantasized about it a lot. My cock curious fantasies had started when I was shipped a tranny porn video by mistake. I had ordered a video for Casey and I to watch but when I opened the envelope from pornflix the title on the video didn't match the envelope. Casey and I laughed it off but my curiosity got the best of me and the next night while Casey was out with friends I watched the movie titled "Shemale Hookers 12" staring Vanity. The hot feminine shemales with tight round asses, pert perfect tits and working cocks were oddly sexy and I stroked my cock to three terrific orgasms that night. The next day I send the video back but pandora's box had been opened. From that point on I often found myself watching shemale porn on line. The slope from shemale porn to bimale porn was a slippery one and once I started watching I was hooked. Cuckoldry and bisex became my favorite fantasies. I would fantasize about watching Casey fuck another man with me touching and licking them both. I joined Bi websites and chatted with other bi men on line. I found I was not alone and there were many other once straight men with similar desires. One night I even had cybersex with another man and it opened my eyes to a new world of possibilities. I had wanted to talk to my wife about my desires but I was afraid of how she would react. It turned out that my fears were unfounded. I opened my mouth wide and Casey slid her long latex cock into my mouth. "You look good with my cock in your mouth Piggy," Casey mused as her hips started to jog slowly fore and aft. Her latex cock slid deeper down my throat with each stroke and in no time I was taking 2/3 of it inside me. She held my head and started to force more of her girl cock down my throat. I started to gag and she thrust forward. All 8" of solid latex disappeared inside me and my nose pressed against her leather studded harness. "Look at my hubby deep throating a cock like a pro," Casey chided. "Maybe I should take you down to the meat packing district and make some money. Would you like that Piggy? Would you like to suck cock for money? Are you a whore Piggy?" Her words cut through me like a knife. My cock throbbed. Tears streamed down my cheeks. My heart pounded. "Yes," I whispered as she pulled her saliva coated cock from my mouth. "Yes what bitch," she said sternly. She slapped my face hard and I jumped. "Yes mistress," I answered. "I am a whore." It was a new twist on an old game and I knew it well. We had role played BDSM sex games many times but the scenarios and the acts were all straight. We had never talked about gay or bisex. I loved it. "Good answer Piggy. Now get my girl cock nice and wet because next it is going in your tight virgin ass," she teased. "I have to take your cherry so you are well trained when we go down to the meat packing district." I noisily sucked and slurped on her big girl cock as she called me her cock sucking whore husband. I forced it deep down my throat and fought my gag reflex as my sexy wife teased, chided and humiliated me with normally hurtful words. They didn't hurt me they excited me and I sucked on her strap on with more enthusiasm that I had ever imagined. Casey pushed me off her latex cock and ordered me to turn around with my ass in the air. I quickly obeyed and waited as she coated her big girl cock with a generous helping of Wet Platinum Lube. She poured it over my exposed hungry ass and I moaned softly as the cool liquid ran over my asshole and down my taint. "Tell me what you want slut," my wife demanded. She rubbed her strapon across my puckered asshole leaving no doubts about what she intended to do. "Please fuck me mistress," I groaned. My voice was thick with lust. I was on fire with raw carnal lust. "Oh I will fuck you slut piggy," she said playfully. "But you must beg for it. Beg for my cock and tell me what you are and what you really want.". "Please please fuck my ass mistress," I pleaded. "I need your cock inside me mistress. I need to feel your big girl cock deep inside me. I am a cock whore and I need your cock Mistress. Please please fuck me Mistress." "Good piggy," Casey said as she eased her long thick latex cock into my virgin ass. The pain was intense and I fought the need to cry out as my sexy wife fed inch after inch of thick latex into my depths. "I bet you wish this was a real cock don't you piggy?" "Mmm," I moaned at the taboo image she painted. "Yes mistress." Casey fucked my ass with long hard strokes. Her big cock stretched my sphincter and pleasure replaced the intense pain. Her breathing was labored and I could tell that the empowerment of pegging me was bringing her close to a strong climax. "You love my girl cock inside you don't you piggy?" She asked. Her voice cracked with excitement. "Yes mistress," I groaned as precum flowed freely from my hard cock. "I love your big girl cock in my ass." "Tell me what you are," Casey gasped as the first waves of pleasure rolled through her sexy body. "I am your slut," I panted. I could feel my climax building deep inside me. "I am your cock loving whore and your slave husband. I will do anything for you mistress." Casey pounded my ass hard as her climax washed over her like waves on the beach. She cried out and her body shook uncontrollably as she pegged my gaping asshole. "May I cum mistress," I pleaded. My body shook and my cock erupted the moment she said yes. Casey pulled her strapon from my well fucked ass and ordered me to clean up my mess. I bend down and obediently licked my cum from the floor. "I wasn't kidding about selling your body in the meat packing district you know," Casey said as she slapped my ass hard. "Maybe tomorrow night we can dress you up like the rest of the working boys and you can earn your keep." I shuddered at the thought as I swallowed my cold thick cum. Becoming Her Whore Last time we parted, you told me that you were going to fuck me when we next met. You loved the fact that I've never been taken with a strapon and you promised to be gentle, in the beginning. It sent a shiver of excitement and fear through me, which made you smile. I can imagine heading to your small apartment, anxious and excited. I haven't cum for days and I'm wearing my CB-3000 like a good boy. You mentioned a 'surprise' when we spoke earlier in the day, which has set my mind racing. As you buzz me in I nearly sprint up the stairs to your door. I knock lightly and you tell me to enter. Immediately, I am face to face with you -- Mistress of my dreams and desires -- as well as another woman that you introduce as a friend. "Well, don't just stand there, get on your knees and introduce yourself." "I'm Doug," I say, with as much composure as I can muster. Your friend giggles and offers me her bare foot, upon which I proffer a gentle kiss. "What a presumptuous little boy," giggles your friend. "Little boy, indeed," you say as you lift my chin upward to meet your eyes. "Douggie, is little cuckold and a slut, aren't you, Douggie?" "Yes, Ma'am," I respond, feeling the shame and excitement all at once. "Douggie, this is my friend Amanda. Why don't you show her how talented you are with your hands and give her a footrub?" "Yes Ma'am." "But first, off with those silly clothes. Are you wearing your chastity belt as I instructed?" "Yes, Ma'am. And, I haven't masturbated for eight days!" "Poor little Douggie, you say that with so much pride. When's the last time you put your little thingy inside a woman, Douggie? How long has it been?" you tease me. As I undress you and Amanda laugh at the site of my chastised penis. As I begin Amanda's footrub, you start discussing my perversities with her. "Little Douggie is a natural cuckold, and a submissive slut, but he's still clinging to his dignity pretending to be otherwise. Isn't that true, Douggie?" "Yes Ma'am, I am a natural cuckold and a slut." "Yes, and you're a little sissy, too!" you laugh. I am silent. I am not a cross-dresser and I do not identify as a sissy. You know this. "Aww, poor little sissy. Douggie, would you like to wear a pair of sexy panties instead of that chastity device while you serve us?" "Yes Ma'am!" I can't hide my excitement, both to be unlocked, and also... "Stand up." You unlock me and hand me the panties. "Put these one." "Thank you Mistress." As I return to Amanda's footrub, you return to your conversation with her. "Sissy has talented hands, doesn't she?" "Oh yes," coos Amanda, "this feels so good after walking around in my heels all day." And then she offers me her other foot, resting the other gently on my lap. "Sissy, are you as talented with your mouth as you are with your hands?" you ask, subtly shifting in your seat so that the hem of your skirt rises up to reveal your gorgeous thighs. "Yes Ma'am, I believe so." "Hmmm, let's see about that." My penis starts to throb and leak a little bit as it strains again the silky material of the panties. As I try to remain focused on the footrub, you pull out your phone and make a call. "Hi. Yeah, my sissy is over here right now. She's giving Amanda a footrub. Sissy was just bragging about her oral skills. Care to give her a try?" My heart is racing, my penis is throbbing and I am shaking with anticipation. "Ok see you in a few." *** There's a soft knock on the door. I try to concentrate on Amanda's foot as you answer it. I can't but glance at the door and my heart jumps. I start to panic when I discover that your guest is a man. "Jason, this is my friend Amanda and this is sissy." "Hi Amanda, says Jason with a smile." He doesn't acknowledge me, but plops down on the bed. "Amanda, would like to see sissy demonstrate her oral skills on Jason's cock?" "Absolutely!" says Amanda, her face lighting up in a smile. "Sissy, what do you say, want to show us what a good little cock-sucking slut you are?" I am silent. Head down in shame. Paralyzed. "Oh, poor little sissy," you say as you stand by my side and lift my chin so I am looking at Jason. "She says she's not gay, not even bi-curious, but I know that sissy would love to suck you. Isn't that right, sissy?" I cannot speak. You step over to the bed and sit next to Jason. You cross your legs revealing sumptuous thighs and calves that I crave to taste and touch. You uncross and re-cross your legs, letting briefly discover that you are not wearing panties. "Sissy, will you demonstrate your oral skills on Jason? You don't have to, if you don't want to, but it would make me really happy. Just thinking about it is making me wet. So, what do you say?" "Mistress, I... I just want to please you." "And you will, little Douggie. You will please me so much if you do this for me. Go ahead, you know what to do." I cannot resist, your words and the serene smile upon your face command me. "Jason, may I please suck your cock?" "Of course you can!" says Jason, standing up. The room goes quiet. You nod at me and I crawl forward and start unbuckling Jason's belt and then unzipping his pants. Jason is obviously horny as he quickly sheds both his jeans and his briefs. And there I am, my face just inches away from his rather large penis. It is flaccid yet already longer and thicker than my own. It is shaved and he has a rather large sack that somehow mesmerizes me. "Look at that beautiful cock. Jason, it's a shame you're gay, because I could use one like that." You tease. "Come on sissy, show us how nicely you can worship that beautiful cock. Make love to it with your mouth. Show what an eager little slut you are." Entranced by your teasing and coaxing I lean forward and kiss the base of his penis. Placing my hands awkwardly on his hips I close my eyes are try to imagine that I am worshipping your pussy as I plant soft kisses on his thighs and ball sack. I start gently lapping at his scrotum and the underside of his cock. "Mmmmmmmm," moans Jason, "that's a good little bitch." My eyes spring open and you and Amanda burst out with laughter. "I better sit down," says Jason as he reclines on the bed with his legs spread and his enormous, angry-looking cock pointing at me. "Go ahead sissy," you encourage as you try to suppress your laughter, "suck his big cock. Show us what a whore you are!" I dutifully crawl forward and grasp the base of his cock with one hand as I take the head of his member into my mouth. I hesitate a moment, but suddenly feel my mouth and throat filled with his thick, warm penis. You have your hand in my hair and are rhythmically pushing me down on his cock as I try not to gag. I close my eyes tightly and try to relax my moth and throat as Jason fucks my face. I can hear your sing-song encouragement and laughter, but I'm lost in my own sub-space. I'm sucking as best I can, swirling my tongue around the mammoth cock. "Hold still Douggie. Just keep sucking on the head and don't be such a greedy bitch." you command. Meanwhile, I realize that you are now standing behind me. And then I feel the telltale jerkiness as Jason starts stroking his own cock while I continue my ministrations. Then I hear a groan and when I instinctive try to pull away, You take my head in your hands and push it back down on his cock. "Open your mouth, slut!" You command. I instantly obey and am suddenly awash in warm, salty globs of Jason's cum. "Very nice, slut. You do have good oral skills!" you tease with a knowing smirk. "Now clean him up, slut." You command. And I do, licking his cum eagerly, in a mixture of greed and shame. I almost feel started when Jason pushed me away, quickly dresses and bounds out the door. Looking downward, I can see my own arousal. "Don't be sad, slut. I'm still going to fuck you." And it's then that I see you've removed your skirt and strapped on your own penis. [The End]