4 comments/ 139931 views/ 20 favorites Jan, or Rather John By: Kary_M We all have secrets, hidden away in our closets or in the back of our minds. In my case, an unnamed folder hidden I thought deep inside my computer. But I guess you should never underestimate the curiosity of a woman, especially my wife Jan. Little did I know on that fateful Wednesday night that my wife had found that file and intrigue by it decided to act out her own deeply hidden fantasy. We had retired early and where making love. She seemed to be a little more aggressive than usual and forced me onto my back while keeping my erection deeply embedded inside her vagina. Squeezing her legs together she then forced mine apart and raising herself to her elbows looked into my eyes with a mischievous grin playing across her face. "I'm going to fuck you now," she growled, "like you've never been before." She slowly began to hump up and down, her face turning red as her breathing became harsher as her strokes became faster. As I looked down between our bodies it appeared that she did posses her own penis and it was entering me on her down strokes. I felt her body tense as she always did before the tremors of her orgasm took over shaking us both over the edge. It was the longest and most intense cum I could ever remember having in my life. We stayed in the same position while we caught our breath. Jan nuzzled on my neck while my limbs draped over her body. I felt really feminine at the moment, more than when I had dressed up in women's lingerie before we had gotten married. Though I'd had gotten rid of all my apparel before our wedding, I still fantasized about it every once in awhile. My secret computer file contained a few self-photos, stories and thoughts that I would look into periodically when I was home alone. While I thought about it, I started to get another erection. "Mmmm," Jan moaned into my neck when she felt my penis stir, "you like it like this don't you honey?" "Yes," I replied hoarsely, " it was quite intense." "I meant being dominated." "Well it was certainly a surprise you taking control like that." " I have an idea," she whispered as she rose up above me and began to grind her hips into my groin, " this weekend, lets spend it in a role reversal. You know, I'll be the man and you can be the woman." "What do you mean?" I asked, trying not to let my excitement show too much. "You know, I'll dress up like a man and you can get all prettied up for me like in that file you've got buried in the computer. " Jan stated with a sneering grin on her face. " I've got a few surprises in mind, if you want to play out your fantasy dear. Besides, it's kind of a fantasy of my own too." I didn't know what to say, I was caught red handed as she stared down at me and ground her hips into me. Though extremely embarrassed, I was also really turned on at the thought of trading places. I knew I couldn't deny my cross-dressing, not after Jan's admission of finding the file. But what did she mean about a fantasy of hers also. Before I could collect my thoughts, Jan spoke up, " I always wondered what it would be like to be a guy and take control of my bitch." "Are you sure that's what you want?" I asked, thinking that what choice did I have, I couldn't very well deny her as I was feeling a little guilty about keeping secrets from her. She groaned and started to ride me faster and harder as my acceptance filled her with passion. "Oh baby we're going to have so much fun, just you wait and see." The next morning Jan insisted on driving me to work so she could go shopping for the weekend. She spent the entire day traveling around town to find all the things she needed to make the weekend fit her conception of how it should be. She wouldn't even let me help carry the bags in the house. She didn't want to spoil any surprises she had in store for her weekend bitch as she started to refer to me. That night she insisted that we not have any sex so we would have enough energy stored up for the weekend even though she teased me at every opportunity she got. Friday morning I went off to work semi-erect, not only from Jan's teasing but also with anticipation and dread of the night's events that she had in store for us. At about 2 o'clock, my boss can into my cube and told me that there was an emergency and that I should get home as soon as I could. I rushed home thinking the worst while all other thoughts had flitted from my mind only to find the house abandoned. The only thing I found was a folded note on the kitchen table with my name on it. I opened it and started to read it and my feelings of dread were relived as I found out it was all part of Jan's preparations. Dear Connie, the note started, that will be your name for this weekend dear. I hope you didn't get too scared by my deceptive request. I am sorry, but I couldn't think of any other way to get this adventure started as early as possible. First of all, a good wife would have dinner ready for when her man gets home. It's all ready you just have to turn on the oven. Then proceed to the bathroom were you will find the next step in preparations dear. Love John. P. S. You will refer to me this weekend by this name only! I couldn't help but notice she seemed to be going all out in every way. After turning on the oven I got another surprise upon entering the bathroom. There were several hangers on the back of the door with notes attached and the counter was filled with different bottles and make-up supplies. Another note was taped to the mirror, it read; Connie, I have given you all the things you need to make yourself as pretty as can be. To start with I think you should clean yourself out. Then shave as close as you can, then use the bottle of Nair on your body hair. DON'T MISS ANYTHING! After you wash all that nasty body hairs off in the shower have a nice soak with some of the blue crystals in the container beside the tub, use the whole bottle dear. The rest of the note dealt with make up tips and the order of special foundations she had prepared for me to use. I was amazed at the extant of Jan's plans, she had really gone off the deep end. I wondered what she could have meant by cleaning myself out, and then I noticed the enema bag on top off the toilet tank. My hands got a little shaky while I filled the bag wondering what she might have in store for me. I hadn't had an enema since I was a child and got a little turned on as the liquid filled my bowels. I actually shaved twice, and then liberally spread the Nair all over my body including my arms and the few stray hairs on my toes. I wanted to be my best for "John". As I lay in the tub soaking after I had washed all my body hair down the drain I was over come by the lilac scented crystals she had supplied for me. I totally submerged myself for as long as could wanting to keep this lovely odor with me as long as possible. I was torn between luxuriating in the tub or moving on to the other surprise that were in store for me. But anticipation won out and I forced myself out of the tub to start getting ready for what ever laid ahead. The make-up was easy with Jan's instructions and I was quite surprised with the results for my first attempt wasn't too sloppy. The long, curly blonde wig really set my body to tingling as I admired myself. I opened up the small box that was at the back of the counter to find breast pads and two jars. One was a flesh tone crème and the other was an epoxy and of course instructions on attaching them to my chest. After apply the crème to hide were they joined my flesh I couldn't help admire how perfect they appeared to be. With dark brown areoles and nipples that stuck out almost half an inch and a quarter inch thick. As I looked at the reflection before me, I felt my erection grow. I knew that I would impress Jan or rather John when she saw me. Next I turned my attention to the false nails she wanted me to wear. When that was done I turned to the clothing she had picked out for me. The top hanger held a red corset that went from my lower ribs to my hips with garter straps and red hose. Then a matching bra and panty set made of red satin trimmed with a thin lace. The bra cups barely covered my nipples leaving just a hint of my areole showing. The panties were a high cut style thong that hid my cock and balls. The thong slid between my ass cheeks and gave me a sexy feeling as I moved around and rubbed against my now hairless ass. The final hanger held a bright red satin dress with puffy sleeves. The skirt was pleated and fanned out around me. It was very short, short enough to just cover the tops of my hose. Then I put on the red, patent leather heels. Wobbling on the four-inch heels I was grateful that this wasn't the first time I've ever worn high heels, but it had been a long enough time that I felt the tension on the back of my legs. As I looked in full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door I shivered in surprise and excitement of my transformation. I was really impressed with myself and knew that so would Jan or rather John would be. I then noticed a little bag with another note attached to it, it read: One last thing Connie, I wouldn't want you to spoil your new dress so here is an apron to wear while you 're setting up the table and finishing dinner. J I tied the apron around my waist as made for the kitchen as smoothly as I could on my new heels. I stopped in the doorway to the kitchen, shocked and startled to see a man sitting at the table. I felt my face flush with the heat of embarrassment at being caught in drag by a stranger. Than I realized it was Jan, or rather John. Her hair had been cut and styled like a man's. She even had a fake mustache. Wearing a shirt and tie, pleated men's slacks and black shoes. She stood up and I looked her up and down, I noticed that the crotch of the slacks looked quite full. John stepped towards me, grabbed both of my hands and raising them and whistling her approval. "My don't you look good enough to eat tonight Connie." She said in a masculine sounding voice. "Thank you." I said, realizing my voice seemed to automatically go higher in pitch. John kissed me on the cheek and hugged me more forcefully than she normally would and I could feel the firmness when her crotch pushed into me. I shivered at the thought of what she had hidden in her slacks. Fighting the desire to reach down and grab a handful to find out what was there. "Is dinner almost ready Connie?" she asked. I looked at the clock and realized I'd spent almost 3 and a half hours getting ready. Turning to the stove I noticed the roasting pan had been removed. I looked back at John and seen a smile played across her hairy lip. "I kept an eye on it for you, I knew it might take awhile for you to get ready. I didn't think it would of taken this long though. You must have been enjoying yourself in there?" I could feel myself blush and I looked down. My eyes were drawn automatically to the bulge in her crotch. She must be wearing a fake cock I thought she must really want to take this gender swap all the way. "Are you going to just stand there dear or are you going to get dinner on the table?" I looked up to see a knowing smirk on her face as she sat down and looked at me. I was shaking with nervousness as I set the table under her scrutiny. She watched my every move and sighed whenever I bent slightly with my back to her. Making me feel really subconscious about the length of my skirt. I wondered just how much I was revealing to her. I began to set the table and every time I placed an article in front of John she would slide a hand up my hose covered leg until I felt her touch my an ass cheek. I felt electrical impulses shoot through my body every time she 'd grab a handful or pinch my ass until it stung and grew hot. I could feel my erection grow in the confines of my tight satin panties expanding towards my anus. The last thing I did before I sat down was to pour us both some wine. This time I felt her slide between my legs and rub the front of my panties making me shiver uncontrollable. "You're pretty hot tonight aren't you Connie?" John asked whispering into my ear and kissing my neck and giving my cock one last squeeze before letting go so I could sit down to eat. Sitting on her left I noticed that my place had been moved as close as possible to her. When I crossed my legs our knees touched sending more shocks through my body. Through almost the entire meal John's hand caressed and fondled my nylon covered legs. I was so turned on I could barely eat. While waiting for her to finish I fought the urge to reach over and do some fondling of my own to see just how large an apparition John had come home with. Finally John pushed back his chair and with a light slap on my thigh said, "I'll go put on some music while you clear the table, bring the wine with you when you come dear." She kissed my forehead and turned to leave the room, I watched as she walked away. She did look pretty masculine dressed like that and I felt a flush begin to grow up my cheeks again. I had the table cleared and the dishwasher going in five minutes flat. So with glass and bottle I tried to walk as seductively as I could into the living room. John had undone a few buttons and removed the tie revealing that she even had some how acquired chest hair. For some reason that seemed to thrill me and gave me a sexual rush that ended in the base of my spine. Holding up the empty glass for me to pour, low enough so that I had to bend to fill it. I noticed her eyes looking down my top. "Nice dress, you're really quite lovely in it Connie." she said with a smile. "Thank you John." I replied feeling a flush rise to my face again. "Sit with me dear, and lets relax for awhile." She reached behind me and undid the apron, letting drop to the floor. Grabbing my hand she pulled down onto her lap. I could feel the fake penis against the back of my thighs. It felt huge and created a shiver up my spine. John gulped down the glass of wine and set it on the table. Letting me take a sip she took the glass from me and set it down also. Then pulled my face towards hers and started kissing me. Slowly her aggressiveness grew until she forced her tongue past my lips. I could feel a hand rise up along my side to my chest. I felt another rush as I realized that I could actually feel the sensations right through the fake mammeries as she squeezed and rubbed them through the satin fabric. I couldn't stop myself from squirming against the bulge that I was sitting on. I began to feel a warm dampness in my panties. A slow song started and John broke our kiss to suggest that we dance. Almost regretfully I rose off her lap and let her lead me to the middle of the room. Wrapping our arms around each other we moved together. John led me through the dance grinding the fake penis into me. I felt myself shaking with passion as her hands explored my back from my shoulders to my thighs then up under my dress to my buttocks, kneading and rubbing in a circular motion until her fingers ran down between my cheeks and pushed up against my anus. All the while grazing on my neck and earlobes making me feel more and more light headed as John's seduction of me was almost complete. When the song ended I found myself rubbing my groin against the bulge in John's slacks. Humping my hips in silence except for my moans of desire and the rustling of satin. I felt a momentary pang of loss when John pulled away from me. Taking my hand she led me to the bedroom. I was left standing alone in the dark while she lit candles around the room. Coming up behind me I felt a tug on the zipper of my dress and the tickling sensation of a hairy lip kissing its way down along the exposed flesh of my back. Pushing it off my shoulders she reached around and cupped my breasts squeezing and pushing them together. I could feel the fake cock rub between my ass cheeks. Another tremor of lust rushed through my body and I shook like a leaf. I forced myself to abandon the erotic feelings I was enjoying and turned in John's arms to face her. With shaking hands I undid the buttons on her shirt and pushed it down her arms. Jan did not have a large chest and with the fake hair in the soft light of the candles she looked quite masculine. I raked my false nails down her torso as I fell to my knees and stared at the bulge that had intrigued me since my first sight it. Looking up into John's eyes I licked my lips as seductively as I could and undid her slacks, pulling them down with the boxers in my haste. She laughed as the fake sprang free from its restraint and hit me in the chin. I leaned back slightly to look at the monster John had between her legs and wrapped my hands around it. "Oh John," I groaned in heat, " it's so big. "Don't be afraid Connie dear," She cooed at me while placing a hand at the back of my head, "I'm sure you're women enough to handle it." " At least a big enough slut to take it." She growled forcing my face close enough to touch it against my lips' Nervously I licked at the very end and could feel a depression were a piss hole should be. It felt hot from being enclosed against her flesh all evening. I curled my tongue around the glands and marveled how real it felt. I opened my mouth and forced the head, which was about two inches in diameter past my lips. I looked up to see John smiling down at me. "You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth babe. Get it nice and wet for me so it'll slid in easier my pretty little slut when I fuck you." John moaned pushing on the back of my head and forcing the rubber cock to my throat. John kept pumping her cock in and out off my mouth while I licked and sucked on it. I seemed to have lost track of time, it felt like I had just started when it was pulled from my greedy lips. "That's enough cock-sucking slut," she growled at me, "get on your hands and knees bitch it's time to lose that cherry of yours." A feeling of dread came over me. John's cock was really big, my jaw ached from sucking on its girth and I could only get about a third of its length into my mouth. I'm sure it was over two inches thick and at least ten inches long if not more. Moving behind me she pushed my shoulders to the floor, "You look so inviting in such sexy underwear babe," she stated as she snapped a garter against my ass. John started to rub my back and sides moving to my legs then up to the lace waistband of my panties and slowly drew them off of my hips down to my knees. I felt hands rubbing my ass cheeks in a circular motion just before I felt her mustache tickling my spine as John's tongue contacted my flesh. I started to feel bliss take over and then a slapping palm connect with my right cheek. I heard her snicker before she went back to rubbing my inflamed cheek and start to lavish my backside with her tongue. Moving closer and closer towards my anus. The sensation of her hot tongue finally reaching my anus surged through me like a torrent. If I hadn't of been on all fours I'm sure I would have fallen to the floor, as it was my arms were trembling so weakened by lust and excitement. "My little slut seems to be ready, isn't she?" John whispered hoarsely from behind me while pushing on my back until my shoulders and face contacted the floor. I could feel her tongue stab into my anus pushing past my sphincter several times. Suddenly the heat of Johns tongue and breath was replace with a cool greasy sensation as she used the fake cock to smear lubricant around my opening. Realizing that I was about to be impaled by that huge cock my body tensed. John kept applying a steady pressure against my anus massaging it until it would relax. "Use your hands bitch, pull those pretty cheeks apart and relax so it will be easier on yourself." She demanded with a slap to my left ass cheek. Jan, or Rather John Ch. 2 Slowly waking up I could see the early morning sky begin to lighten. Becoming aware of my senses, feeling long, curly tresses laying across my neck, the delicate fabric of my nightgown wrapped around my body and John's large apparition snuggled between my legs. I sighed contentedly to myself, what a wonderful feeling to wake up too. It was not just a dream, but also a dream come true. Slowly and gently I slid from the bed looking down at John's sleeping form before covering my lovely wife up so a chill would not wake her. Planning the day in my mind that would be as wonderful or better than last night's. Quietly going to the bathroom I closed the door and undressed. While preparing for an enema I noticed slight stubble on my face and body already appearing, I thought about if we could afford electrolysis if this would be a regular event in our lives. After washing and shaving my face, I smoothed most of a bottle of Nair over my body. Then douched my sissy pussy for today's fun while the crème did its job. I had left the fake breasts attached even though they had begun to itch slightly. Upon touching them they felt more sensitive, raising my arousal. After donning my gown and wig once more and checking myself over in the mirror I noticed only an hour had passed. I was pleased with my looks and efficiency and I hoped John would also be. I peaked in through the door on my way to the kitchen and was pleased to find her still asleep. After starting the coffee, I began to prepare her favorite breakfast, pancakes and sausages. I had such a peaceful feeling as I went about my tasks feeling so feminine and sexy dressed as I was. Every once in while I'd catch a glance of my reflection and would shudder in arousal. I just finished setting the table when I felt a presence behind me. Turning, I saw John leaning against the doorframe, a smirk on her face. A tingle ran down my spine as I took in her vision. Sleep tousled hair, moustache, hairy chest and a pair of boxers with a grotesquely large bulge pushing out the front. I felt faint and slightly flushed as she stared me up and down. "Smells delicious dear," John said walking to the table, "So good in fact, the aroma woke me up." "Thank you." I replied shyly. John pulled out a chair and gestured for me to sit. Kissed my cheek before seating herself and I felt myself blushing again. "You look wonder this morning dear, and that blush suit you perfectly." She said with a smile. Which made me blush deeper and the tingling in my spine grew more intense. I watched John as he attack his food, realizing she was eating more aggressively than she usually did. Then I realized that I was taking little bites of food and eating as I had noticed Jan did when I had watched her eat dressed as herself. I looked up to find John staring at me with what seemed a knowing grin. "What do you have planned for your day dear?" John asked. "I don't know, I haven't really thought much past breakfast John." I felt a tingle when I said the name. "Well I have few ideas," she said pushing the chair from the table, "why don't you come here and we'll discuss them." Raising her hand and holding out to me I rose from my chair and walked over. Turning my back to her, John pulled down to her lap and I could feel the fake penis nestling against my bottom. I leaned back into her and rested my head on John's shoulder. "Well just what do you have in mind dear?" I asked trying to sound seductive. "I thought that since you been such a good wife to me that I'd take you shopping for something special to wear tonight." I sat up and twisted around to look at her face, shocked, "What, your not serious are you?" "Of course I am," John chuckled at my fear, " I was just as shocked as you were yesterday when you first walked into this room. I know you didn't recognize me at first, as a matter of fact I wish I had camera so I could of gotten your expression on film as your jaw hit the floor." I felt embarrassed as she laughed knowing she was right. I hadn't recognized her at first. I felt cold and scared at just the thought of being in public dressed as a women and at the same time aroused by her boldness to suggest such a thing. "I was out like this yesterday afternoon, not one person even gave me a second look," John tried to be encouraging, " Except for the sales girl where I bought this outfit, she even called me sir, told me my wife was lucky to have such a considerate husband." I looked at her fearfully, "I don't know if I can do that John." "Of course you can dear," he said nonchalantly, "Just a quick trip to a ladies wear shop for something special to wear for me. Lets go find you something to put on and I'm sure once your dressed you'll feel much more sure of yourself." We stood up and taking my hand John led us to the closet to pick out my clothing for her planned outing. First came a black skirt cut about four inches above the knee and a dark purple silk shirt. Then out came a black garter-belt and hose from her dresser and a panty and bra set of black satin. From her jewelry box came a string of pearls with matching clip-on earrings. "There, everything you need. You start getting dressed dear," John, said kissing my cheek, "I'll go shower and get dressed. You'll see you'll be perfect." I was shaking with nervousness as I removed my gown and hung it up. More so than the day before when I was getting ready for the first time. I had just gotten the earrings on when John entered the room. She was naked and drying her hair with that huge cock swinging from side to side as she walked. "You look fantastic Connie," Her smile growing wide, "I don't know if I want to take you out now. Your so hot I'd need a gun to keep the other men away from you." "Don't be a tease John." I replied, as a wave of excite made me shiver, "You're just saying that to make me feel good." "No babe, you're really hot stuff." She said taking my hand, "Hot enough to get me excited." John placed a gentle kiss on my lips and placed my hand that big prick of hers. Instantly I wrapped my fingers around the girth and squeezed. I felt a tingle go down my spine and stop at my anus. Suddenly my body started to shake and my knees felt wobbly. I turned and sat on the edge of the bed pulling John with me so that she was standing directly in front with that big cock at eye level. I heard a click and felt it hum in my hands and looking up into John's eyes brought the tip up to my lips. I kissed the very end lightly, feeling the vibrations tickle my lips and then swirled my tongue around the glands. Without breaking eye contact I sucked down half the length. We both moaned at the same time, John placed her hands on either side of my head and started fuck my face pushing deeper into my throat with each thrust. "I've got a surprise for you babe," John groaned breathing heavy as the vibrations excited her, "I was going to save it for later, but it seems you want it now. This cock is loaded sweetheart and as soon as I cum I've got a treat for you." I shivered with excitement and fear of the unknown, as John's breathing became snorts coming closer to her orgasm. Moving one hand to the top of my head she dropped the other to the large scrotum. With my hands on John's hips I could feel a twitching start. She pulled out, with only the glands remaining between my lips. Suddenly John started to shake violently. "I'm cumming," John shouted, "Oh yeah, get ready babe to take my load. At first I almost pulled my face away, then I saw John squeezing the scrotum several times as her body jerked spasmodically. Then I felt a liquid shoot from the tip of the fake cock. I was shocked; John had made the fake cock actually shoot off into my mouth. It was thick and salty and before I could react another, then another spurt erupted forcing the slimy fluid out of the corners of my mouth. I started to swallow as fast as I could and raised my hands to catch the over-flow so it wouldn't stain my top. "That felt great Connie," John said as he bent to kiss my lips, "Did you like it?" "It was a shock." I replied hoarsely, shaking with excitement, "What was it?" "It was my load babe, don't worry sweetheart." She said when she saw the shocked look on my face, "It was only egg white, icing sugar and salt." "You could have warned me," I replied in mock anger, "I almost got some on my top." "You better go wash your face and fix your make-up dear," John laughed, "people might give you strange looks if you go out in public with cum hanging from your chin." I went into the bathroom; I couldn't help but laugh at the cock-sucking slut looking back at me with a dollop hanging from her chin. I had to applaud her though, John's formula was perfect, it looked, felt and even tasted fairly close to my own cum that I licked off her cock last night. I couldn't wait to feel it shoot off again in my mouth. Then I suddenly felt flushed as a tingle ran down my spine and made me shiver in delight and I thought to myself, I wonder how that would feel. Even sitting in the passenger seat as we drove downtown I felt more nervous than if I would of been completely naked. A catalog of what ifs ran through my head. Finally reaching the Mall didn't exactly relieve my tension as John parked purposely at least a five-minute walk to the entrance. Rushing around the car he opened the door and held her hand out to me, leaving me no alternative but to get out. "Come on Connie, you'll see it won't be so bad once we're inside." she said smiling at my discomfiture. The only matching footwear at the house I could get my feet into was a pair of black sandals that were slightly small and hard to walk in. So John decided that the shoe store would be our first stop. I couldn't help to feel that I was being stared at and a few times I noticed that a few of the men's eyes were on me as I walked past them. John also seemed to notice. "What I tell you babe," she said with a grin, " every man in the place has got an eye for you." I could feel myself getting flush as we entered the shoe store. "Can I help you with anything?" a dumpy looking salesman asked. "Yes you can," replied John, " my wife needs a new pair of heels to go with her outfit before we can go to dinner." "Of course sir," he replied, "I'll be more than happy to help out. If you'd just like to have a seat so I can size you properly." He turned his oily smile towards me before leading us to the line of chairs in the center of the shop. He pulled a stool in front of me after I sat down and reached for my ankle. I shivered as he firmly but gentle held my foot up and removed my sandal. He placed my foot on the cold steel and adjusted it to find my size. I noticed of he used every opportunity to look up my legs and when I raised my foot to place it back on the floor his eyes grew wide. I'm sure he must have seen all the way up my skirt to at least my stocking tops if not more. Sitting beside me John smiled in amusement, " He seems to have seen something he likes dear." I turned red with embarrassment, " I hope he doesn't see touch much." "Don't worry dear," She said with a chuckle, "it's probably the only thrill he gets in life. Have fun with it, let him have a good view." I couldn't believe that John was actually suggesting I give the old man a flash. Before I could say anything else he had returned with several boxes. "I'm sure we'll find something here the lady will like." He said sitting once again on the stool. I noticed his face was slightly redder in shade than before. Once again he took hold of my ankle and placed it on the stool in front of himself and slid his hand up my calf before reaching into the first box, sending a shiver up my spine. Taking my foot again he forced my leg a little higher and slid the shoe onto my foot then repeated the process with the other. He took every opportunity to look up my dress. Looking down I noticed that he was starting to show a bulge in his slacks. I could hear John's breathing getting heavier beside me and I was having trouble controlling my own. I began to feel flushed and faint as I realized I was turning myself on by teasing this shoe shop lecher. Looking over to John, she smiled at me and seemed to know exactly what I was thinking and feeling. "Would you like to walk on them first?" He startled me, standing before holding out his hand to help me up. His gentlemanly gesture seemed to thrill me for some reason as I took his hand and stood. I could see in the mirrors that his eyes were riveted to my ass as I walked across the shop to feel the fit. "They're perfect," I said returning to my seat. Hoping to get out of the situation before something really embarrassing could happen. "Well at least we should see the others he brought out to show you Connie." John said with a sinister look on her face. "I don't mind at all," The salesman intoned and I'm sure he didn't. "Are you sure we have the time?" I asked John with pleading eyes. She smiled at me wickedly and replied, " All the time in the world sweetheart, all the time in the world." We ended up spending almost an hour and I tried on several more shoes than what Frank, as he introduced himself, originally brought out. It my sound funny, but I actually began to enjoy teasing him, with John's encouragement and getting very hot myself, as the bulge in Frank's pants grew larger and larger. After selecting three pairs of shoes and a new purse, Frank had me sit one more time to replace the original pair back on. I suddenly felt really daring and decided to give Frank a thrill of his lifetime. While my shoeless foot rested on the stool between his legs and he reached for my new shoes, I rubbed my toes along the length of his penis. His body jerked and then shivered, I looked at John to see the amazed expression on her face. She raised her brows and smiled at me as I tried in vane to repress the tremors shaking my body. Outside the shop John said in amazement, "Wow baby, you really shocked both of us in there. I bet he's washing out his shorts right now." We both laughed. "Let's go get a drink, I need a break before we go any further or else I'm gonna rape you right here." She said with a smile. As we went to the bar I realized that my nervousness had been replaced with an exaltation of joy. Not only could I do this but I felt a power growing in me knowing what I could do other men. I squeezed John's hand and looked into her eyes, "Thank you sweetheart." I said to the puzzled look she gave me. "Why." She asked. "For giving me Connie." "Don't you mean giving us, Connie?" She said with a smile. The rest of our mall excursion was pretty much uneventful, except for the uplifting feeling I got every time some one referred to me as Miss or ma'am. I noticed more men and also a few women ogling me, but instead of the nervousness I had felt before a felt an excitement growing inside me spreading through my body until I felt like I could orgasm with just a touch to the right spot. We did find a lovely white dress, haltered and low in the back. The hem reached to about six inches above my knees and some more lingerie that seemed to please John. A satin blue teddy with black lace trim and a short matching satin robe that just covered my bum. On the way home John dropped another bombshell. He suggested we go out to supper and maybe a nightclub afterwards for some dancing. It really wasn't too bad of an idea after surviving the mall, though I wasn't very sure about the dancing part. She told me of her second idea after we got home. It nearly made me faint, but I guess it was my own fault for giving John the idea by my actions in the shoe store. But I'm getting a little ahead of my story though. During the drive John and I couldn't keep our hands to ourselves. Her hand kept running up and down my hose covered thigh pushing my skirt up until she reached my panty-covered crotch. I could feel precum dampening the gusset as my body shivered with excitement. During this time I amused myself by rubbing the length of John's fake cock as it stretched down her inner thigh. I thought it would be nice to take it out and suck on it on the way home but we both agreed that it might just be a little too daring in broad daylight. Every once in awhile John's body would quiver and I knew she was having trouble maintain her composure while she drove. By the time we arrived at home both of us were flushed with excitement breathing hard. We managed to get the front door shut before John tossed the packages onto the living-room floor and pulled me to her. "You got me so hot," John growled into my neck sending tingles down my spine, "I'm going to fuck you right here." My knees felt weak so it didn't take much for John to force me to the floor so that I was staring at the huge bulge in his slacks. I could see his hands shaking as he pulled the snap right off in his haste and pulled that big cock out and rubbed it on my face. "Get my cock wet for me slut," she moaned, "Get it nice and wet before I shove it all up your sissy pussy." Spurred by his words I attacked her prick with vigor. Slurping as loud as I could, knowing it would increase John's excitement as she forced it deeper into my mouth. "Stand up bitch." She ordered. Then dragging me to an overstuffed chair she pushed over the arm and flipped my dress over my back. I felt my panties forcibly tugged down to my knees and then John started to spank my upturned bottom. After about ten blows to my reddening cheeks I felt that big dick raining blows in my ass cleft. Each one contacted with my anus sending sparks up my spine until my body shuddering out of control. "You like it rough don't you slut?" John snarled. I'll I could do was groan as then I felt her tongue stab directly into my sissy cunt a few times to spread her saliva. With none of the gentleness she showed when first entering me last night I felt that prick poised, barely touching my opening. Then with all the force John could summon, she drove at least half the length straight into me. I screamed at first, but it wasn't with pain, but ecstasy as I ejaculated into the arm of the chair. Every movement of John's hips brought quakes of pleasure surging through my body. I could feel the telltale vibrations and the quivering of her hips when they made contact with my ass. I lay helpless, in total bliss as John pummeled me from behind until she gasped and shook as she began to orgasm. "I'm cumming," she shriek, "I'm gonna shoot it up your ass slut. Here it comes." I could feel her hand working between us as she drove the fake cock as deep as possible before the first squirt erupted inside me. My hips bounced and my whole body shook as I felt another. John pulled out and splashed a few more volleys across my burning cheeks before I rolled off the chair arm falling to my side on the floor. Listening to John's labored breathing I sighed contentedly and felt the cold air attack my openness as her cum drained onto my inner thigh. John crawled over to kneel above my head and rubbed the tip of her cock across my lips. Without thought my lips parted so I could lick at it. "Yeah baby, that was the greatest." John breathed hoarsely, "I saved the last drop for you slut." As it slowly dribbling from the tip to land on my tongue I savored her seed and sucked the end into my mouth to get it all. "My pretty little cum slut." She said before laying down beside me a wrapping her arms around me to cuddle in the after glow of our orgasm. After we had caught our breath and my body stopped quivering John dropped her second bombshell of the day. Leading up to it very indirectly and sneaky. "You really had me turned on in the shoe store Connie." She said pulling me closer and bit lightly at my earlobe. Moaning in response I said, "Yes, I was feeling pretty turned on also. I think that's what finally helped me over the nervousness I was feeling when we first went out today." Jan, or Rather John Ch. 2 "Yeah, watching his face turn redder as his bulge grew. I told you that there was nothing for you too fret about dear." John said chuckling. "The look on his face was worth a million when you rubbed his little hard-on. What ever possessed you to do it you nasty little slut?" Shivering as usual when hearing John call me her slut, "I'm not sure why I did it, I was getting hot seeing his cock get harder and harder every time he peaked up my dress. So I figured he needed a reward for being such a lecher." "Did you notice at the cash, there was a big wet spot on his trousers?" John laughed. "No I didn't, but he deserved it." I said as a shiver ran through me, remembering how his cock felt against my toes. "I almost came myself, I certainly wasn't expecting that to happen. I was thinking about it, but I didn't have a chance to suggest it. Do you think you could it again?" She asked nibbling down my neck. "What are you talking about?" I replied in shook turning to look at her. "Every time I think about you touching that guy's bulge I get hot. It makes me think about watching you with another man." "You're crazy John," I retorted sitting up and feeling the stickiness between my cheeks. "Crazy about you," She replied, "But I'm serious about sharing you with another guy sweetheart, you're touch much a slut for just one cock." I didn't want to admit it but as I stared into John's eyes and thought about it I began to wonder how a real penis would feel. John noticed the flush that started to betray me. "Thinking about it turns you on too doesn't it Connie?" "That doesn't matter," I said in a shaky voice, "It would be too dangerous, if the guy turned out to be homophobic we could both get hurt, if not killed." "Well that would depend on how it would happen," John sat up, took my hands in his and stared into my eyes, "If were careful and asked the right questions I'm sure we wouldn't have any problems. Besides you don't have to get undressed or anything, you can tell him it's that time and offer to blow him. That would satisfy my desires for now." I looked into her eyes taking in what she suggested, the thought of sucking a real cock did excite me but it also scared the hell out me. I wasn't sure if I was shaking from nervousness or excitement. "I don't think I could John." I said. "Okay," she conceded, "I don't want you to do anything your not ready for yet Connie. Just keep an open mind while we're out tonight, okay babe?" She asked hugging me. "I'll try." Was all I could say, and then suddenly I realized the implications of what I had just agreed too. "I'm off to have a shower and get ready Connie," John kissed my cheek lightly and rose, "Then the bathroom will be all yours so you can take your time getting ready for dinner." Getting up was a chore, my legs still felt like rubber and every step seemed to release a little of what seemed a gallon of fake cock juice from my ass. I pulled up my panties and started to gather up my shopping bags. Thinking to myself, just like a man, blows his load and runs off leaving me to clean it up. All through my shower and getting ready I couldn't help but think of John's proposal. By the time I finished my face I was in a high state of arousal and every nerve in my body felt so sensitive that the slightest touch set waves of tremors up and down my spine. Shifting from foot to foot made the hem of my dress brush against my hose covered legs and gave me shivers and the thong I was wearing rubbed against my tender anus reminding me how wonderful it felt to feel a cock pounding into me. I gave the mirror one last look and noticed that I may have been a little heavy with the make-up giving myself a slightly sluttish bearing and not wearing a bra in the haltered white dress made my large nipples stand straight out begging for attention. I thought at first that I should redo it but then figured why not leave it, it matched the way I felt. John did a double take when she first saw me enter the living room were she had been patiently waiting. "Ready dear?" He asked, "You've out done yourself tonight love, I've never seen you look so delicious." "Thank you." I replied feeling myself blush, I'm sure she was just being polite not saying anything about my slutty look. I knew she would have noticed. "I thought we might try that new place that opened just outside of town dear," John said opening the car door for me, "We've never been there before so I'm sure there won't be any problems." "What ever you think is best honey." I replied. The drive was quiet, neither of us saying much, I know I couldn't stop thinking of John's disclosure of earlier. I'm sure she was also, but she didn't say anymore about it. I found myself getting edgier by the moment, when we pulled into the parking lot I felt almost hysterical with fear. For a moment I almost asked John to take us home but when she opened the door and offered me her hand and smiled down at me I know that I couldn't disappoint her. I felt more nervous than when we where at the mall until I saw the hostess look John up and down and her eyes lingered on the bulge in her pants. I thought what a bitch and suddenly the jealousy forced the nervousness aside. She turned away and led us to a table quickly when she noticed the look of anger in my eyes. "I hope you didn't tip that bitch?" I whispered hotly at John. "What's the matter dear?" she replied sounding innocent. "I saw her checking you out." "OH," she replied smiling, "It's okay for you to tease the shoe salesman, but look out if a woman looks my way." I looked at her feeling a slight blush as I realized what she said, "Well, you were the one who said I was too much for just one cock." John's eyes went big, I realized he might have taken my last retort as acceptance to his earlier request and then she smiled at me and I was sure of it. "I wondered why you applied that look to yourself." John whispered with a snicker while I felt my blush deepen, "You look like a women out make a few conquests tonight, I hope I'm one." My nervousness increased as looked at John's smiling face knowing that she might feel that I'd agreed to have sex with another man. Worse than that though I had been considering it and not even sure if I would say no, if I could say no. Maybe, subconsciously I already had said yes. John sat close to me and kept a hand on my thigh most of the time during our meal. Lightly tracing the exposed flesh at the top of my stocking. My state of nervousness slowly gave way to arousal. I could feel the sexual heat emitting from my body as she kneaded the naked flesh of my upper thigh. I couldn't help myself from reaching over and stroking her penis getting more daring and excited as our bottle of wine neared its bottom. It was when I realized that I needed to go that my nervousness came crashing in me back in on me. "John," I whispered, "we have to leave." "Why," she asked, "I thought you're enjoying yourself?" "Oh dear," I pleaded, "I am, but I have to go." He laughed at my discomfort and said, "It's easy babe, just watch." John got up and walked straight to the men's room and disappeared inside. A few minutes later she returned as if she just went for a walk in the park. "See sweetheart," John smiled, "Nothing to it, your turn." She held my chair as I stood and handed me my purse before I walked across the restaurant feeling like I was totally naked in front of all those people. I sighed in relief when I found the bathroom empty. I rushed as fast as I could to get out before anyone else came in. On the way back to the table a man stepped away from the bar and bumped me. He grabbed my arm to help steady me in my tipsy state and started to excuse himself when our eyes meet, he smiled at me and I felt an electric shock sear through my body. He was a few inches taller than I was and I found him attractive with his athletic stature. John, sitting less than ten feet away saw the telltale expression on my face of arousal and instantly decided to use it for her own desires. Unfortunately the gentleman made it quite easy for her. "It seems you made an impression dear," John whispered into my ear as he held my chair, " he couldn't take his eyes off your ass and looked quite pleased with what he saw." "Stop teasing." Was the best I could respond in my flustered state of arousal. "Admit you slut," She said with a smile, "I saw the way you looked at him. If any one is doing any teasing I'd say it's you that's the flirt." I felt confused and embarrassed by her words. I never thought about men the way I just had and felt that we should leave before it was too late. But suddenly the waiter approached our table with a fresh bottle of wine, "With the gentleman's compliments and apologies for his clumsiness." We both looked over and he toasted his glass to John and looked at me nodding with a smile. "Thank you," John replied quickly and looking straight into my eyes said, "please ask the gentleman to join us if he can will you." The waiter turned and walked directly to him. I looked at John with fear in my eyes. "Why did you do that?" I asked and I could hear the nervousness in my voice. "I thought you wanted to make a few conquests tonight dear," she replied smiling at me and patted my hand, "I'm just trying to be helpful in fulfilling my love's fantasies." Before I let loose my retort I felt a presence just behind me. I turned to see him standing there. I wish I couldn't say this, but his crotch was level with my face and I lost the words I was about to throw at John when I noticed how big it appeared to be and a flash of arousal swept through me. "Thanks for inviting me over." He said in a sensuous voice that made me quiver. "Thanks for joining us." John replied standing to shake his offered hand. I noticed a strange look pass over his face as they shook hands and he seemed to take a closer look at John. Sitting down he looked at me then smiled with what appeared to be recognition. I was scared to think of what he was thinking. "It really is nice of you folks to invite me to your table," He said to John, "I'm in town on business for a week and it gets pretty boring talking to myself all the time." "I can imagine," John replied squeezing my thigh, " I'm John by the way and this is Connie." "Glad to meet you I'm David." The two of them talked earnestly while I sat and tried to listen as conflict thoughts of anger and arousal kept flashing through my mind. I found, unbelievably to myself, that I found him handsome and his sexy with its low tone. Our second bottle was almost finished when John really shocked me by inviting David to our home for a few drinks and maybe a movie. I pinched his legs in frustration not knowing what to say to stop this. David accepted without hesitation. They rose from the table and John offered me her hand, I looked at her with pleading eyes but she just ignored it. David said he'd follow us in his own car, which I was grateful for the opportunity to say a few things to John on the way home. By the time we got to the car I had realized that there wasn't anything I could say or do. The damage was done and in a few minutes we'd all be sitting in our rec room drinking. I thought that I could always run and lock myself in my room if things got out of hand. John tried consoling me on the way and as my anger faded my arousal grew again. John opened the door and they followed me to the rec room. John went behind the bar and asked if scotch was okay with everyone. "So," John asked, what would everyone like to watch?" "Why don't we just talk?" David replied Instantly a feeling of dread overcame me and as I looked at David staring at me and saw the same look on his as when he first sat at our table. "Sure," John agreed, "what do feel like talking about?" "Well first off I'd like to toast such amazing couple." My throat grew so tight I couldn't swallow. "I must say," he began, " At first I thought you two to be a young couple, but when I joined you I noticed that there was something very different about you two." He looked straight at me, "How long have you been playing this game." "What do mean?" Asked John. "Come now John," he emphasized the name, "I could tell by your hand shake and that fake moustache gives you away up close and your wife, she is beautiful and convincing, but none the less a man." Shaking in fear I asked meekly, "What do you want?" He looked at John then at me and slowly smiled, "I only want to play along with you for awhile." I looked down in shame and felt his fingers cup my chin to lift my face. My eyes followed his legs as I looked up and I saw his hard-on tenting his slacks and shivered. "Well, said John looking at me and walking to my side, "that would be up to Connie." "What do you say sweetheart?" she asked me kneading the back of my neck and taking my earlobe between her lips making me shiver. I closed my eyes and moaned out loud as my head began to spin. Without even realizing it, I was standing with one on each side of me as two sets of hands roamed all over my body, two mouths grazing on my neck. Instantly I felt on fire as John took my hand and placed it on her fake cock whispering for me to reach out and grasp David's cock so she could watch. As if her permission had released me, without a thought I reached over and ran my hand along the length of a real cock for the first time in my life. David moaned deeply and my knees shook. John whispered into my ear encouraging me on. Without any prompting I fell to my knees rubbing the length of their penises through their pants swiveling my head back and forth not knowing were to start. John reached down to undo his own trousers leaving me free to attack David's. My hands shook wildly as I shivered with excitement knowing just a thin fabric separated me from my desires. I almost ripped them right off as I forced his pants down to his knees. His cock sprang upward, almost eight inches long and thinner than John's it seemed to vibrate in front of my face. I wrapped a hand around the base and squeezed forcing a drop of thick fluid out of the end. I looked at it for moment before licking it off to savor, instantly wanting more his sweet tasting nectar. It felt so natural letting his hot penis slide between my lips taking the full length deep into me as spasms of pleasure shook my whole being. Bobbing on my first real cock like I've done it forever I heard Jon's voice. "What do you think of cock-sucking slut?" "She's perfect." David replied. "Then lets take her up stairs and both fuck her from either end at the same time. I know that's what the little slut wants." John laughed. I felt myself lifted and almost carried, regretting the loss of that beautiful hard cock from my mouth. Our clothing seemed to melt away as the next thing I knew I was between David's legs while he laid in the center of the bed and I once again attacked his penis with deep hunger. I felt John licking my ass spreading her saliva around, inside and out. When she forced her big cock into me my body exploded in waves of orgasms. I felt like mush as I received their dicks and loved every moment wishing it would last forever. I heard David growl as his cock throbbed against the roof of my mouth filling me with his seed. I sucked harder to draw out every drop. John screamed her orgasm and pumped a load deep inside me from behind. The last thing I remembered was an orgasm more intense then anything I've ever felt. I shot off into the bed and collapsing face down between David's legs feeling his cock soften between my lips. Hearing moaning, and hard breathing and my sigh of total that contentment exuding from the bottom of my soul, my mind went dark. I woke up to the bright light of morning smiling to myself. I could feel a trace of dried cum at the corners of my mouth and dampness between my legs. The after glow of last night's ecstasy still lingering with me as the aroma of bacon wafted from the kitchen. It was Sunday morning already. Listlessly pulling myself from the bed and donning the satin robe a gift of my lover's. I walked feeling light as air into the kitchen to be greeted with the site of my naked lover standing by the stove. "Good morning dear," she smiled and came over to hug me as I sat, "I was so proud of you last night, you seemed to have enjoyed rather well." "Yes," I replied, "But it seemed over too quickly." I sighed, contemplating all that could of happened. "Mmmm," she agreed, "but not done." She handed me a piece of paper and it said, Thanks for the best time I've had in a long time. Call me if you'd like to get together again. I'll be back in town on business in another two weeks, Yours, David. There was a phone number under his name. Jan, or Rather John Obeying John's command, I reached back to spread my ass, relaxing was the hard part. She continued pushing harder and harder. I could feel it slowly sinking into my orifice as my sphincter slowly expand to except the violation of her penis. Just when it felt like my ass caught fire and I felt like I'd be ripped in half, the glands slipped into me. There was a slight relief as my sphincter closed around the slightly smaller shaft. My hips quaked as I felt my first anal orgasm scream through my body and I groaned in satisfaction. John stopped pushing for a moment and moaned, "Your such a slut, I knew you'd enjoy getting fucked. You look so good with my cock inside of you, just wait until you get the rest." Suddenly I felt a vibration, which made me shiver and groan again. I felt her hands grasp my hips and begin to pull me back towards herself as she pushed more of her cock into me. "A little extra pleasure for both of us eh bitch." John Snarled with a wicked laugh. " Tell me how it feels." All I could do was groan as she pulled out slightly then forced more back into, repeating the process until I felt the fake scrotum vibrating against my own. John released my hips and slapped my ass, alternating from right to left several times until my cheeks burned with heat of contact. "I told you tell me how it feels slut." "It feels wonderful." I replied with throaty whisper, which was all I could force from my shaking body. "That's nice bitch," John said with a laugh, still buried completely inside of me, " Now tell me want you want slut." "Fuck me" I replied meekly. "I'm sure you can ask nicer than that bitch" she slapped my already stinging ass again, making me squirm on her cock and bring more tremors racking my body. I groaned into the carpet and found myself pleading, "Please John, Fuck me, Fuck your slut please." She seemed to growl and started to slowly withdraw almost the entire length from me. Hesitating for moment before plunging back in the full length. I heard myself squeak every time she repeated the process. I felt my hips spasm continuously as John continued to fuck me faster. Now only withdrawing about half of the penis before ramming back in until our scrotums made contact. She seemed to move faster and faster the longer that my fucking went on. After what seemed an eternity my whole body convulsed in pure pleasure, I felt as if I had turned to jelly. My legs splayed beneath me and collapsed onto the floor pulling my lover with me and forcing her cock deep inside once more. Every nerve ending in my body seemed to scream out. I could feel John's body quivering on top of me. I knew she must have had an orgasm of her own. For some reason that made feel good knowing that I had pleased her. I'll I could do was moan into the carpet feeling her sigh of contentment against my back. We lay there unmoving for a few minutes before I felt John begin to rise off me pulling that monster slowly from my ass. Part of me resented the loss. Reaching down and grabbing me by the corset, John tried to force me off of the floor. "Come on you lazy slut," She demanded, " I'm not finished with you yet. Get up on that bed." Groaning in exhaustion I managed to crawl to the bed and pull myself onto it. John rolled me on to my back and pulled my ass to the edge of the bed. She forced my knees up to my chest. "Hold your legs up for me bitch," She growled, " I want to see your face as fuck you again." Weakly, I squeezed my legs tightly to my chest as I felt that big cock enter me from a new angle. I moaned out loud, this position felt even better than getting fucked from behind. Especially when I felt a hand rub my own cock against me. "Sounds like you enjoy having your sissy clit rubbed while I fuck your slutty ass bitch." She said with a laugh. "Oh yes." I moaned. "Then tell me what you want bitch." "Oh please," I groaned, " Please rub my clitty while you fuck John. It feels so good when you do." "Of coarse darling, I think you deserve it for being such a good slut." Listening to her words excited me over the edge and I ejaculated into the palm of her cupped hand. She pulled the fake cock out of my ass and I released my legs to hang over the edge. I watch as John crawl on her knees and pulled off the rubber from her cock. John looked into my eyes and smiled as I watched her rub my semen onto the glands of cock right above my head. "Now for your reward bitch," she smiled, "Every good slut deserves a taste of cum for a fuck well done." "Thank you." For some reason I felt I needed to say that before I spent the next ten minutes licking the salty seed of our union from her cock. Before John would let me crawl into bed with her, she insisted that I open the box on top of the dresser and change for bed. My legs shook as retrieved it and found inside a full-length nightgown of a shear black material trimmed in a wide lace with a matching housecoat and a pair of tiny little crotch-less panties. I went back to the side of the bed and bent to give John a kiss of appreciation before going off to the bathroom to change. I heard her call out not to be too long as we still had the rest of the weekend and that I'd need a good sleep to enjoy it fully. I undressed and carefully folded and hung up my new clothes. Noticing how smeared my make-up was, I washed my face, shaved and put on a fresh face to look my best for my man. I dressed in my new nightgown and looked at my reflection. The neck of which was a deeply cut v-neck down to my navel showing a lot of cleavage and just barely covering my nipples. Even though I had felt totally exhausted and spent I felt my sissy clit begin to grow at my reflection. I turned out the light and went to the bedroom to find John laying in bed with a look of pleasure on her face for what she had done. I blew out the candles and crawled between the sheets. We kissed once more before John forced me to my side facing away from him. I was about to protest until I felt her snuggle up against my back with that big cock nestled between my ass cheeks and down between my thighs. She moaned into my neck and placed an arm around me so that her hand rested against my breasts. I sighed contentedly, remembering that we still had two more days left of the weekend. Slipping off to sleep I wondered if it could get any better than this. To be continued...