12 comments/ 85380 views/ 73 favorites Mindy's Moving Day - CFNM Ch. 01 By: BuckyDuckman Author's Note: Humiliation, CFNM and pegging lie ahead! I've had this idea for a while about an adventurous married couple on the edge of opening a new chapter in their married life. I hope you enjoy reading it as much I enjoyed writing it! On her first day in town, Debbie and I were Mindy's only friends. The professional moving company hired by Mindy's employer did as little as required. They placed furniture, stacked boxes labeled "Kitchen" or "Bedroom" in the correct room and left a small pyramid of unlabeled boxes stacked in the living room. Mindy raked her fingers through her long brown hair and sighed. It was a gesture I had seen her do a dozen times since the parade of boxes had begun. "Hey, we got this," Debbie said, giving her old college roommate a reassuring hug. "My Sharpie went dry," Mindy apologized as she gave the stack of boxes in the living room a frazzled look. "It's okay," I said, wrapping my arm around her other shoulder and adding my own hug. Her tiny frame felt as small as a bird but I knew she wasn't fragile. Like Debbie, Mindy had been a college athlete. She was a bundle of lean muscle and I could feel the tension in her shoulders. "Thank you," she said, stepping away from our dual hug and bending over to open the nearest mystery box. I admired the view as she bent at the waist and tore through the tape. Her tight workout pants hugged her tiny ass. "Stop it," Debbie chided, catching me staring and nudging me. "Stop what?" Mindy asked, still bent over and looking over her shoulder. "He's checking out your ass," Debbie laughed. "That's okay, I've been checking out his ass, too," Mindy laughed and returned to rummaging inside the mystery box. She was as used to my debauchery as Debbie. "Only mine?" I asked. It was an open joke that I always assumed there was more to Mindy and Debbie's relationship than college athletics and being former roommates. "Still don't swing that way," Mindy said without turning around. "Make yourself useful and unpack something," Debbie said with a playful shove. "You already know what I want to unpack." I grabbed Debbie's tight butt. What I said hadn't make much sense but Debbie still laughed. "I heard you prefer when she's doing the packing," Mindy joked and it was good hearing some cheer returning to her voice. It felt funny pawing through another person's belongings, especially when you're a dude and the other person is a chick. I offered to start in the kitchen. "He should be good at that," Debbie agreed. "He's a little sissy bitch in the kitchen." "You're only saying that because I like wearing your apron," I laughed. "And because I think I look good in pink." "Does he still use your Flicker razor to shave his balls?" Mindy asked Debbie. "Actually, I use it on him. And I shave more than just his balls." "Wow, talk about your basic inability to keep a secret," I groaned. Mindy's joke about the Flicker razor dated back to college when Debbie and I were still dating. As a competitive swimmer, I kept my legs shaved. Unlike a couple of guys on the swim team, I only had to shave my legs. Terry Williams was a furry fuck of a team member who regularly had gotten his chest waxed. Had I once used Debbie's razor to shave my legs before a meet? Yes, I had. Did I ever shave more than just my legs? It wasn't uncommon among swimmers. Why stop? Besides, everyone knows swimmers get more girls. Swimmers are lean and muscular and women love our sexy, smooth bodies. Since college, I've worked hard at keeping my physique. I swim multiple laps every morning and coached two collegiate swim teams with a couple very promising, young athletes. I organized Mindy's kitchen, finding and unpacking her toaster, blender and food processor. Once I found her teapot, I boiled water, emptied ice trays and refilled them. Boiled water freezes faster and produces crystal clear ice cubes. I washed silverware, plates, dishes and bowls before putting them away. Debbie was right about my comfort zone in the kitchen. I once worked as a sous chef and knew my way around a kitchen. Debbie clung close to Mindy as they set-up Mindy's new bathroom and bedrooms. There was a constant stream of giggles that ranged from silly to naughty sounding. It sounded good and reminded me of college and overnights at our place whenever Mindy came to town. In college, I had learned when you're dating a girl with a roommate; you're dating her roommate, too. I still think that's true and know women will share secrets guys would never share. I kept my distance, even offering to do a grocery store run for Mindy for staples. I bought an easy dinner I could make and loaded up with wine, too. I returned to girls carrying empty boxes to the trash and the transformation of Mindy's new space into something closer to a home. The small pyramid of unlabeled boxes remained stacked in the living room and would stay there until after dinner. We ate, laughed and polished off a bottle of wine. "He really is handy to have around, isn't he?" Mindy noted as I opened a second bottle and topped off their glasses. "He's my little kitchen bitch," Debbie teased. I grabbed a handful of her short hair, playfully pulled her head backwards and planted an upside-down kiss on her lips. "I will always be your bitch," I said. "I love your hair," Mindy gushed. "How long has it been short?" Debbie had changed to a short page-boy cut last week and I was in love with the look. "You don't think it makes me look like a teenage boy?" Debbie asked, expressing the same concern she had shared with me the day she came home with the new do. "Teenage boys don't have boobs like yours." Mindy was right. Though she remained fit and lean, Debbie had added a few pounds since college and gained extra curves. Her breasts had expanded from barely filling a c-cup to overflowing a d-cup bra. Her ass, still firm and fun, had turned into a round, bubble butt that looked great in jeans, shorts and even better in those tight fitting yoga pants so many women wore. "I said the same thing!" I called from the kitchen space. "Says the guy who spends his weekends getting wet with teenage boys," Debbie cracked. "And girls!" I reminded her. "I picked up the girls' team for this year, too." Debbie knew that, but I wasn't sure Mindy did. "Mm, I wouldn't mind getting wet with a bunch of teenage boys," Mindy giggled. "Most of them are twenty or older," I called. "Shut up and let a girl enjoy her fantasy." The girls laughed and carried their wine glasses into the living room to attack the remaining boxes. Debbie insisted each box was emptied before a new box was opened. "Everything has a place. Let's find it," was her system. I joined them, presenting them with an unlabeled box and waiting as they moved around the apartment putting things away. "Enjoying yourself?" Debbie asked as I sat and waited before opening a new box. "It's a great show." I tracked Mindy's backside as she walked past before retrieving a new box. "Yeah it is," Mindy said as I bent to pick up the new box. I wiggled my ass before picking up the box. "Careful, you don't know what I might want to do to that ass." I laughed and carried the box to the coffee table. After tearing back the tape, I opened the flaps and started laughing even harder. Shoved on top a pile of clothes sat a long, fat dildo. It was flesh colored with an accurately shaped head and vein lines running down the shaft. It included a ball sac, too. "Maybe you should have labeled this box," I said, reaching inside and pulling out the toy. That's when I noticed the rest of the surprise. It wasn't just a dildo, it was a dildo attached to an elaborate series of straps. "Oh fuck!" Mindy squealed, making a play for the toy. I quickly tossed it Debbie. She deftly caught it and started laughing. "Now this is interesting," Debbie said as she held the toy against her crotch with the fake cock jutting out from her. "And what are these?" she asked, noticing the straps. "Looks like a strap-on," I needlessly said. "Steal my clothes and fuck me running," Mindy groaned, red-faced, laughing and pushing back her long brown hair the same way she had while the movers were filling her apartment with boxes. "That goes in the bedroom." "Yeah, but who is it for?" Debbie asked, laughing and fiddling with the straps. She quickly figured out the strapping system, stood and stepped it as if pulling on a pair of panties. The straps fit easily over her tight workout pants and she began laughing harder as she rubbed the dildo as if she were a man jerking off. "Oh wow," I said before catching myself. Seeing Debbie sporting a long, fat dick sent an instant thrill through me. I quickly tried putting a safer spin on things. "Does Mindy have a girlfriend?" "No," she said in a flat, vaguely angry tone. "I don't play with girls." She gave me a sinister looking smirk and my knees suddenly felt weak. "Hers is much bigger than yours," Debbie crowed, still stroking and playing with the fake cock she wore. Thankfully, Debbie's words could be taken more than one way. "Yeah, but I'm not made of latex," I covered, grabbing the front of my running shorts for emphasis. "I meant the one I use on you," she corrected, throwing me so precisely under the bus that I could feel every tire bouncing over me. "Oh really?" Mindy asked, no longer looking pissed or embarrassed. "Do tell!" "Go ahead, honey. Tell Mindy how you like it up the ass," Debbie giggled. I felt the heat in my face as I blushed. I couldn't be angry at Debbie. She was half-drunk and giddy from too much wine. I was the one who had bought the wine, bought more than one bottle and had kept her glass full. "Please do!" Mindy said. She leaned back on her couch and waited for the full details about how Debbie and I played in the bedroom. "Ha-ha," I said without humor. Debbie had let go of the toy and was swinging her hips back and forth. The big, heavy dong swayed from side-to-side. It was hypnotic and I forced my eyes from Debbie to Mindy. I had to get back on top of this situation before it got out of hand. I tried turning it back around on the skinny girl with the great ass. "I'd rather hear about why you own such an impressive toy." "Are you sure you want to know?" she asked. Her sly smile and the thinly veiled threat in her tone worried and excited me. Debbie and I had our bedroom secrets; at least, I thought they were secrets. Was I giving too much away by staring at Mindy's toy while Debbie gyrated her hips? I couldn't help it. Did it show that I was trying to avert my eyes? Debbie was having too much fun wearing the big toy. "We should get a big one like this," she said. She worked her hips until the toy swung in a lazy circle and looked proudly at her accomplishment. "Check it out!" Debbie giggled and I realized she might be more than half-drunk. "And I like these extra straps, too. Mine only has one set of straps." "You mean his, don't you?" Mindy asked with raised eyebrows and a happy smirk on her face. I groaned and began wishing I had worn something more substantial than running shorts. The tight fitting Lycra and Spandex shorts hugged my body too tightly. If the change in the front of my shorts continued, I wouldn't be able to hide it. Debbie pointed the toy at me. She was back to caressing its length. "Blow me," she giggled. "You're drunk," I said. "I still want a blowjob," she replied. "Don't you want to give it a try?" I shook my head and rolled my eyes. "Aw, come on. Show Mindy how good you suck rubber dick." "Cooks, cleans AND sucks rubber dick?" Mindy laughed. "Now I can see why you married him!" "Don't be fooled by that swimmer's body, he's still my little bitch," Debbie laughed. "If you had some lube, I'd prove it to you." "Should be some in the box," Mindy said. "You're not helping." No way was I poking around inside another of Mindy's cardboard boxes. I tried a different approach with my wife. "Why don't you give the toy back to your friend and we can finish helping her unpack." "I want to do some packing of my own," Debbie said and howled with laughter. Mindy laughed, too. I might have laughed, except it was my ass on the line. Literally. I will admit that I squirmed. "Problem?" Mindy asked, clearly enjoying my predicament. It wasn't as if we were hiding anything from her, despite my attempts to keep it on the down low. "He's probably getting excited," drunken Debbie snorted. "And hungry." She waved the toy at me. "Is my strong little sissy hungry for some tube steak?" It would have been so different if we were doing this in the privacy of our home, alone. Debbie had moved in with me after graduation and had found a dildo in my drawer. She had asked whose it was; convinced I had a girlfriend on the side. My only defense had been telling the truth. She didn't believe me until I gave her a demonstration. Our dildo play had grown since that day and I always assumed my love for being humiliated and pegged had been our secret. "Tell me you've gotten some good use out of this," Debbie asked her friend. "Not yet," Mindy sighed. "I bought it after . . . well, you know." Debbie nodded that she did. "But I haven't found the right guy yet." I quickly realized the part Mindy had left out included Debbie telling her about our play. "You told?" I asked, more shocked than angry. "Why not? It's fun and you love it so much, don't you?" Debbie turned back to her friend. "So you still haven't used it on anyone?" "I've shown it off a couple times but I haven't used it. All the guys I know are afraid of it." "You're not afraid of it, are you?" Debbie asked me, moving around the coffee table in my direction. "Stop it," I said as my heart raced and I fought against popping a boner in front of Debbie and her friend. I couldn't stop staring at the jumbo sized love toy strapped around my wife's waist. Couldn't she guess what this was doing to me? She knew how excited I got seeing her wearing our toy. Sometimes, I would come home from work and I'd find her walking around the house wearing our toy. She'd tease me with it and I always knew my place. Without a word, I would get naked so Debbie could see how excited I was. It was all part of our game, our foreplay before I would kneel buns up on our bed and Debbie would ream my ass with our toy. She stood next to me, rubbing the toy as if jerking off. She gave my ass a squeeze. "Lick it," she told me without a hint of drunkenness or play in her voice. I looked into her deep blue eyes, searching them for a hint of a smile and knew I wasn't going to find one. Debbie's blue eyes turned deep blue whenever she was horny or angry. I looked at her set jaw and quickly knew which she would be if I didn't do as I was told. "Please, baby," I begged. "Do it, sissy," she snapped before grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling me to the big toy hanging from her waist. "Holy fuck!" Mindy laughed. The situation had changed. What had started out as accidentally finding an embarrassing sex toy while helping Mindy unpack had transformed into something different, something new. Debbie had pulled my hair before, but not like this. I could blame the wine, except that didn't feel right. Hell, when we were alone in our home, I liked when she commanded me to suck her toy. Calling me a "sissy" was an open joke between us that sometimes slipped out in public, like earlier when she had referred to me as her "little kitchen bitch." Debbie enjoyed teasing and humiliating me before fucking my tiny, tight ass. Putting on a show for Mindy made it different. "At least kiss the tip," Debbie said in a kinder, more reasonable voice. Everything about her tone suggested that she would let go of my hair and stop showing off for her friend if I did as she asked. Mindy's toy dangled and drooped from its weight. I was right next to it. Debbie wiggled her hips, the toy lightly tapped my face and both girls giggled while Debbie gently urged me, "Just the tip, okay?" Why shouldn't I, you know? It wasn't as if we were still hiding my secret, right? I cradled the dong in my hand, raised it to my lips and gave its lifelike head a single kiss. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" Debbie asked as if I had been unreasonable with my public resistance. Her handful of hair turned into a gentle caress behind my head until I tried pulling away and then her hand became steel as she refused allowing me to stand. "I think you can do better than that," she said in that same sugary-sweet, be-reasonable tone. Could Mindy tell she was still holding me bent over? Wrestling away felt wrong but what was my other choice? Doing it again? "Like this?" I asked. I pulled the toy's cockhead back to my lips for another kiss. "Lick it," Debbie whispered. "You know you want to." "Baby, please," I groaned. "Just once, around the head, that's all." Her voice was still filled with kindness, except I knew better. We both knew better. I tried pulling away and only gained a couple inches before she stopped me. I wasn't getting away from her grip unless I used my strength and wrestled myself away. How bad would that look? She held the toy and rubbed it across my lips. "Did you want to suck the head instead?" in a voice as innocent as asking if I wanted another cookie or sip from her glass. "No." "Sure you do," she giggled. "Show Mindy how you're my good little sissy and suck it. You want to see that, don't you, Mindy?" "Sure I do," Mindy sang in a delighted voice. "See? She wants you to do it. I do, too. Just the tip," Debbie said with a downward nudge on the back of my head. The toy was already against my lips. All I had to do was open my mouth, that's it. Part my lips and I would be doing it. I would look like a cock-starved sissy sucking fake cock in front of my wife and her best friend. I tried turning my head away. When Debbie wouldn't allow it, I opened my mouth, the cock of Mindy's toy flexed and landed against my tongue. Debbie's demeanor changed quickly as my mouth was filled. "Do it, bitch," Debbie growled in the stern, commanding voice formerly reserved for the privacy of our home. She held my head with both hands, rocked her hips and fed the toy deeply inside my wet, eager mouth. "Suck it, sissy. Show Mindy how much you love that fake cock!" Debbie pushed hard and her friend's fatter, longer toy hit the back of my mouth. I gagged and Debbie laughed. "That's it, bitch! Choke on it. Choke on that fat cock!" "Damn," Mindy purred. I couldn't see her but it sounded as if she was enjoying the show. "That's hot as hell." "Told you he liked it," Debbie said, still rocking her hips back and forth. "Get on your knees," she told me. "Do it right." The taste and feel of latex against my tongue shot through me and destroyed my resistance. My head spun and I felt my face blushing deep red with embarrassment. Even worse, I was growing hard. Shit, that's not true. I wasn't growing hard, I was hard! My hard-on had started before that first kiss. I had lost control over my manhood when I first kissed that damn toy. I dropped to my knees, wrapped one hand around the fuck-stick Debbie wore and began sucking it like a crack whore in need of a fix. "I think someone is hard," Mindy laughed. "Aw, does this make the sissy-bitch hard?" Debbie asked with a delighted song in her voice. "Let me see, too." When I didn't move, Debbie put a foot on my chest and pushed me backwards. I caught myself with my hands behind my back and wound up kneeling in a yoga-like position with my pelvis pointing up and outwards. I glanced down at the embarrassing shame of my hard cock trapped beneath a layer of Lycra and Spandex. My condition could only be more obvious if someone drew a fluorescent orange circle around the telltale bulge and shown a spotlight on it. Or, if I was naked. Mindy's Moving Day - CFNM Ch. 01 Debbie wore sensible flats on her feet for the job of helping Mindy with her move. Without heels, Debbie was as tall as me. In her "fuck-me" pumps, she towered over me. I guess it didn't matter much since I was kneeling on the floor. She was still towering over me. She put her soft soled shoe on top of my hard-on and rubbed it. "Sissy bitch needs to take off his panties," she cooed. I wasn't wearing panties, not today. I was wearing running shorts and nothing else. I had panties I sometimes wore for her. Technically, they were her panties, but once I wore them, she wouldn't wear them again. "Please don't," I moaned and already knew it was a wasted effort. "Let Mindy see how hard you get sucking dick." "Please," I whimpered, embarrassed, humiliated and more aroused than any other time in my life. "Show Mindy your little clitty," Debbie said, back to standing in front of me and caressing the long, fat toy she wore. I'm six inches when I'm hard. I know that's around average. I know I'm better endowed than some men and less so than many others. Debbie's toy was bigger than me. Mindy's toy was a porn sized giant. I could understand why Mindy might have had a difficult time finding a man who wanted to play with her big toy. In her lust and zeal to have what Debbie had, she had over-bought. Compared to Mindy's toy, my hard prick was a little clitty. "Can he get all the way naked?" Mindy asked. I risked looking at her. She was on the edge of her couch and wearing an excited looking smile. Her eyes were wide as they danced over my body. "He loves being naked," Debbie said. That was mostly true. I did spend a lot of time naked. I also spent a lot of time naked except for the panties she would make me wear. Even if we weren't playing with our toy, Debbie liked seeing my hard-on stuffed beneath frilly panties with a thong back to them. Debbie straddled me, fed the fake cock back inside my mouth and laughed as I dutifully sucked without objection. "He likes wearing panties, too." "Should I get some?" Mindy offered. "I think naked is good enough," Debbie said, staring down at me with a happy smile on her face. She was having fun and my hard-on made it clear that I was, too. "Strip, sissy." I started with my running shorts. Hooking my thumbs beneath the elastic top, shoved them off my legs and exposed my hard cock to Mindy. I had to pull away from the cock inside my mouth before I could pull my t-shirt over my head. Without being told, I went right back to sucking on it. Of course I was shaved between my legs. I was shaved everywhere; around my cock, my balls and between my asscheeks, too. I kept my legs shaved, a holdover from my days as a competitive swimmer. Sometimes, Debbie shaved me. Mostly, I was expected to keep myself shaved for her. Debbie caressed my cheek before pulling away. "Mindy still needs unpacked," she said. "It can wait," she offered. "No, we need to finish, starting with that box. He can work like that, can't you, bitch?" I nodded that I could. "Good, why don't finish unpacking that box?" Debbie said with a nod to the box where I had found Mindy's strap-on. "Maybe she has some other goodies in there, too." The remainder of that box was filled with clothes that fit into dresser drawers, except for a small plastic bag that held a couple different tubes of lube. "We should save those." I put them on the coffee table before carrying an armful of clothes into Mindy's bedroom. "You really do have a cute ass," Mindy said as she followed behind me. Inside her room, she took the armful of clothes from me and gave my hard cock a long stare before shoving the clothes into their drawer. "Does it hurt being that hard?" "It aches," I admitted. "In a good way." "I'll say," she agreed with a big smile and went back to the living room where Debbie had collapsed the empty box. She sat and told me to grab another box. As she took a sip from her full wine glass, I realized she hadn't had as much to drink as I had thought earlier. Each bottle I had bought held 750 ml. If I included the two glasses I had enjoyed, what I had used while cooking and what remained in their glasses, none of us were drunk or even close to it. Realizing Debbie was sober made what was happening even more thrilling. Five boxes remained before Mindy was completely moved. Two of the boxes included a menagerie of knick-knacks that turned a generic space into a home. Mindy directed me around her space as I placed one interesting little treasure here and another one there. A few times she changed her mind about an object's placement and I had to carry it across the room or reach up higher to place it on a shelf. I could guess she did it purposely. She was enjoying the show of watching me wander around her apartment in the buff with my hard-on leading the way. I was breaking down the last box when Debbie stood and wiggled off the harness holding Mindy's dildo in place. She passed it to her friend. "Put that on," she said. "Me?" Mindy asked, looking surprised. Debbie nodded and smiled as Mindy did it. "Someone has to take these boxes to the dumpster and sissy-bitch is hardly dressed for it," Debbie said. Before picking up the boxes, she nodded at her friend sitting on the couch. "Give Mindy a nice blowjob until I get back." I took one step towards Mindy when Debbie stopped me. "Crawl, bitch." Mindy laughed as I dropped to my knees and crawled towards her. "Remember, keep sucking until I get back." Debbie collected the small stack of empty boxes and opened the front door. I was glad hearing the door shut behind her. Had we been home, I'm not sure Debbie would have bothered to shut the front door. I played it as straight as a sissy bitch who likes to suck on fake cock could possibly play it. What I mean is, I didn't risk getting anything wrong. Debbie told me to give her dildo-wearing friend a blowjob and that's precisely what I did. I knelt between Mindy's fine legs and bobbed my head up and down the fat head of her toy as if it were the real thing. I felt embarrassed as I worked. Other people weren't supposed to know about this, were they? It felt odd doing it without Debbie wearing the toy. It felt odder that Debbie would leave me alone with Mindy. Mindy sighed. "It's so hot seeing you do that." I didn't say a word. I couldn't. My mouth was full of latex dick. "Ever thought about doing it for real?" I felt my cock throbbing harder and a droplet of pre-cum ooze from its slit. "I have this friend . . . He's big and black . . ." I moaned. "He's a bodybuilder," Mindy explained. "And I know he has a big, fat cock. It's why I bought this toy, because it reminded me of him." I moaned again. "Probably not a good idea," she said. "Debbie might like Leon too much and she would want a turn with him." How long had I been naked? I couldn't be sure. An hour? Two hours? I couldn't take much more of being teased. "But I have to think of a way of saying thank you for all this help," Mindy mused. "Do you think she would have fun watching you suck him off?" I kept my mouth filled. "We'll have to ask Debbie." "Ask me what?" Debbie quizzed as she let herself back into the apartment. "Leon," Mindy answered without more of an explanation. "You think he'll do it?" Debbie asked, sounding very excited and I realized Mindy and Debbie must have talked about him already. "I think so. He'll be here next weekend for the apartment warming party." "We should invite his new swim team, too!" Debbie squealed with the joy of an epiphany. "I bet those girls would love seeing their coach sucking a big, black cock!" I didn't gag, I choked. My reaction was ignored. "I'm not sure he'll do it in front of an audience," Mindy pointed out. "He's not gay." "I know, but I also know the other stories you've told me," Debbie reminded her. "From what you've said, Leon would love showing off that big, black body to a bunch of giggling white college girls." "He does like his white meat," Mindy giggled. I had no way of knowing if Leon was real or not. It didn't matter. The biggest thrill always happens in your head and the smaller head between my legs was oozing out another droplet of clear pre-cum. Fuck, I was on a hair trigger! "We can dress him up in his pretty panties and a pink apron. He can cook and cater for you!" I knew Debbie was talking about me and not Leon. I groaned. "Do you like that idea, sissy-boy?" she asked. I kept my mouth full instead of answering. She couldn't be serious, could she? Not in front of my new swim team! How would those girls ever respect me as their coach after they had seen me wearing panties and sucking a big, black cock? But the idea thrilled me, too. "Ready to trade?" Mindy asked Debbie. "Is that a good idea? That ass is looking awfully fuckable to me." "Deal!" Mindy said, laughing and pulling away from me. "I'm serious," Debbie cautioned as Mindy squirmed out of the straps of the sex toy. "Good!" Mindy said as she handed over the toy and pulled open the plastic bag filled with tubes of lube. "Give that to him," Debbie said as she positioned the toy back in place over her workout clothes. "He knows how to get himself ready." Mindy handed me a tube of lube while Debbie stepped closer to me. As we did at home, I started sucking on the big, fake cock Debbie wore while lubing my ass. Fingering my asshole in front of Mindy's bright and eager looking eyes felt especially humiliating. She wore the same fun-loving and cruel smile as my wife. I wondered how Debbie would take me and I didn't need to wonder long. She pulled the cock she wore from my mouth, pushed me towards the couch and I rested my chest against its cushions while waving my sissy ass in the air. "I hope you left this toy wet," Debbie said as she moved behind me. I felt its tip slipping up and down between my asscheeks, collecting extra lube before she pressed it against my tight asshole. I relaxed and waited. Nothing happened. "Well?" Debbie asked. "Do you want it or not?" At first, I was confused and remained stationary, waiting for the intrusion of the big toy. "You heard me, sissy-bitch. Back it up and take it." I was desperate and didn't care. I reached behind my back, pulled open my asscheeks and backed it up. I pushed hard and firm against the blunt head, forcing myself to relax. I felt pressure and knew without seeing that I was bending the toy because my ass wouldn't open up for it. "Come on, you bitch!" Debbie snapped with a slap on my ass. In that instance, the potential energy of the bent toy combined with my backwards push collided and the toy sprang deep into my asshole. I couldn't stop the sharp, surprised cry from leaving my throat as I felt the toy slipping deeply inside of me. I felt filled deeper than ever before. "Good girl," Debbie said, brushing my hands away from ass and putting her hands on my waist. "That's half of it, now take the rest." She pushed forward and I thought I would pass out from the thrill of knowing there was more. "Does that feel good?" Mindy asked. I couldn't tell if she was concerned about my welfare or playing along with the game. "Yes," I sighed and pushed backwards for more. "So, you like that?" she asked. I nodded. "Sissy bitch LO-OOVES it up the ass, don't you?" Debbie sang. "Yes," I said, though it came out as a passionate cry. "It's why you get so hard, isn't it?" Debbie asked. "Yes," I gushed again and thought I could feel the fake balls of the toy pressing against my balls. Had I done it? Had I take it all? "It's so big," Mindy marveled. "The bigger the better for my little bitch, right?" Debbie asked. I nodded my head, too lost in the thrill of the moment to make words. "Watch this!" Debbie let go of my hips. She didn't move at all. She was as solid as a rock while I did the work for her. I eased forward and backwards, still enjoying how much wider Mindy's toy spread my asshole and how much deeper it went. However, it wasn't lost on me that I was also showing Mindy how much I enjoyed having my ass filled. "Are you gay?" Mindy asked. "No, he's a sissy bitch who likes cock," Debbie answered for me. "And when he's not being a sissy bitch, I will sometimes let him fuck me with his man-clit. He does a pretty good job, too. And he's really good at eating pussy, aren't you?" "Thank you," I managed, unwilling to let the compliment pass without acknowledging it. That's an element people never get about our marriage. As often as we played like this, we still had "vanilla" sex, too. And we still enjoyed vanilla sex. We just enjoyed this more. I was a whore for Debbie's strap-on, but that didn't make me a cuckold. Not yet, anyway. Maybe that would change after Leon, I don't know. IF there was a Leon and it really happened, that is. At this point, I didn't know for sure and didn't care. I was a Leon believer and that was enough. "Ready bitch?" Debbie asked me. I nodded. I was. That's when Debbie put her hands back on my hips and began driving that big, fat dildo in and out of my ass as if we were trying to build-up enough electricity between us to jump start a failed heart. I felt the fake balls at the base of the toy slamming against my balls whenever her hips bounced off my ass. We fell into an easy rhythm punctuated by the sound of our bodies slapped together. "Take it, bitch!" Debbie teased. "Take that big hard cock up your sissy, queer man ass! Show Mindy how much you like dick in your ass!" "Yes!" I whimpered, barely able to speak. Debbie leaned over me and wrapped her arm around my neck as if performing a water carry rescue by an inexperienced lifeguard. A lifeguard performing a tow will put their arm across a victim's chest, not their neck. Either way, it worked. She pulled backwards and I was forced to follow her until I was kneeling against her chest. She held me against her chest and my excited, hard cock throbbed with its need for an orgasm. I saw Mindy staring gleefully at my condition. Her eyes were locked on my hard cock as she first smiled and then began laughing. "I can't decide if that looks exciting or painful." "Just wanted you to see how much sissy-boy enjoys it," Debbie explained before wrapped her hand around my swollen man-clit. She pulled on my dick with one hand while holding her other hand in front of my cockhead. It made sense. If she didn't catch my load, I would spray it on Mindy's couch. Except that wasn't why Debbie was doing it. She pressed against my backside. I could feel the swells of her tits against me and there was no way for me to escape that it was a woman fucking my ass. I pressed backwards against her and the toy as she stroked me. It didn't take long. I doubt she got in as many as half a dozen strokes before I erupted. I came hard, too, shooting my creamy white spunk against the open palm of her opposite hand, coating her palm and fingers with strand after ropey strand of hot, wet semen. "Are you done?" she asked when I gave a final shiver of released joy. "Yes," I sighed, humbled and thrilled at the same time. "Good," she said right before shoving her cum-coated hand against my mouth. In our years of playing, this was completely new. Never before had she forced me to play clean-up with my cumshot. That was a new humiliation she had saved (or thought up) for Mindy. I was startled and secretly thrilled by it. If I could have had an instant second orgasm, I would have. "That's it," Debbie cooed in my ear. "Lick it up. Lick it all up like a good little sissy." Debbie eased out of my ass, took off Mindy's toy and gave it to me. I dutifully carried it to the bathroom where I cleaned up the toy and myself before going back to the living room where the two old friends sat together on the couch talking as if nothing unusual had happened that evening. It felt funny being naked without a hard-on. I asked Mindy where I should put the toy. "You can leave it on the coffee table," she said. "Maybe I'll leave it there for next you guys come to visit." "It makes a lovely centerpiece," Debbie laughed before answering my unspoken question with a single nod. I got dressed again. We visited a bit longer with Mindy before heading home. "That last part was something new," I said on the way home. I knew Debbie would pick up on the part I meant, where she had fed my cumshot to me. She squeezed my thigh, leaned over and kissed my cheek. "I've had that idea for a while now," she confessed. "I actually thought I would have you jerk-off on our toy and play clean-up afterwards." "Stop it," I joked, squirming and adjusting myself. Debbie slid her hand beneath mine. "So you like that idea?" she asked. I nodded. "It will have to wait. I think I need this as soon as we get home." She gave my cheek another kiss and kept her hand in my crotch. By the time we hit our driveway, I was more than ready to fuck my wife and that's exactly what I did! Yes, the story continues and includes the apartment warming party with Leon! Mindy's Moving Day - CFNM Ch. 02 Author's note: I think this works as a stand-alone. I get my lily white ass reamed by a big black bull in front of my wife, her friend and my swim team. Delicious humiliation! Mindy's moving day signaled a huge change in her life and the relationship I have with my wife, Debbie. That was the day we put on a real life show of me offering up my sissy ass while Debbie reamed it with Mindy's big strap-on. I'm still reeling from it all. Debbie immediately offered our help on moving day when Mindy had announced her move to our town. I've known Mindy since I started dating Debbie in college. I underestimated the depth of secrets shared by two women who were best friends, former college roommates and former teammates. Mindy still works with athletes in sports medicine. Debbie keeps herself in shape at the gym while working for a realtor. I'm a former college athlete, too. I was a competitive swimmer in college and I still coach college-level swimmers while working for an investment firm during the week. The day Mindy moved for her new job we became her only in-town friends. I'm sure it was an accident when I found Mindy's strap-on inside an unlabeled box. I don't believe Mindy meant for us to find it. I had thought Debbie was tipsy from too much wine when she had strapped it on and told me to suck it. One thing led to another before I was buns up naked in front of Mindy while Debbie demonstrated how much I love a big, fat strap-on inside my ass. Debbie and I had started dating in college. She had found a dildo I owned the day moved in with me and thought I had a girlfriend on the side. I convinced her it was mine by using it in front of her. It's been over five years since that day and our sex life has evolved. We bought Debbie a strap-on. She started calling me "sissy" and "bitch" while fucking my ass and in real life, too. It felt like a private joke between us when she would refer to me as her bitch in front of a friend. I never imagined anyone else knew how Debbie would sometimes dress me up in her panties for hours while she paraded around the house wearing her strap-on. Debbie enjoys teasing and humiliating me and my hard-on is proof enough that I like it. I spend my days as an important power broker and a stern coach for two teams of highly competitive collegiate swimmers. It's humbling and humiliating whenever I come home to Debbie wearing her strap-on and waiting for me to get naked. Sometimes she'll make me pull on a pair of her lacy panties and tease me about being her sissy-bitch as I cook dinner. It was our little game; personal and private until moving day with Mindy. Now Mindy knew and I guess she had known for more years than I cared to guess. Debbie descriptions of our fun prompted Mindy buying a strap-on, too. Mindy's toy was much bigger than Debbie's toy, inspired in part by Mindy's affection for big, burly black athletes. Two other important things had happened that day. First was when Debbie had caught my orgasm in her palm and fed it to me. That was a new form of humiliation and had thrilled me. Second was Mindy's suggestion that her friend Leon might enjoy plowing my lily white ass in front of an audience. Debbie had suggested the all-girls' swim team I coached. "You and Mindy were joking about Leon, right?" I asked Debbie the morning after Mindy's move. "Why?" Debbie asked. It was a difficult question to answer. "Because I'm not gay?" I suggested. "Neither is Leon. According to Mindy, he'd only doing it because you're white and he likes showing off." "But, in front of my team?" I protested. "That part was a joke, right?" Debbie smiled, gave me a kiss and left for work without giving me an answer. Debbie's day started and ended before mine. I once spent a summer as a sous chef and remain the designated cook at home. After coming home I went into the bedroom to hang-up my suit and found a pair of panties sitting on our bed. I knew what that meant: Debbie wanted to play. I squeezed into the lacy pink panties with a thong back nestled between my butt cheeks. I struggled with keeping my hard cock inside the lace as I went into our kitchen to cook. "Maybe those are the ones you should wear on Saturday," Debbie mused as she watched me. "What's Saturday?" I asked. "Mindy's apartment warming party. You promised to cook for her, remember?" That wasn't quite how it went. Debbie had volunteered my services in exchange for Leon having his way with me. I didn't correct her. I played nice in hopes of the delights the rest of the night held for me. I thought it was strange she wasn't wearing her strap-on. That was usually part of our play. She would wear her strap-on over her clothes, I would spend my time either naked or wearing a pair of her old panties and after teasing and humiliating me for a couple hours, she would fuck my ass. I didn't realize it but I was starting a full week of teasing and humiliation without relief. On Tuesday, I came home to pair of black panties sitting on the bed and repeat of being teased without relief. Wednesday was even more challenging. That's the day I came home to Mindy enjoying a glass of wine with Debbie and a pair of white panties on the bed. I knew without asking that I was still expected to change and I'm sure I was red-faced with embarrassment when I returned to cook wearing nothing but those panties and an eager hard-on. Mindy's first reaction was laughter. "I'm sorry," she cried with laughter as she covered her mouth and hid her pretty smile. "But that's a great look." I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic. "Little sissy boy hasn't had an orgasm since your move," Debbie said with a smile as big as Mindy's case of giggles. "Come over here and let Mindy see how big your man-clit is." I'm six inches when I'm hard. I know that's slightly above average but hardly impressive. Debbie's toy was eight inches long and slightly thicker than me. Mindy's toy was longer than that and as fat as a porn star's prick. "What's white and twelve inches?" Mindy asked, biting back her laughter until after she reached the old joke's punchline: "Absolutely nothing!" Both women howled while I stood with my six-incher straining against the white lace of Debbie's old panties. Was this a sign of things to come? "You're such a good little bitch," Debbie consoled. "I would fuck your girly ass except I'm afraid you'll come and I don't want you to do that. Not yet." As a former competitive swimmer, I'm lean with broad shoulders and tight, tiny ass. "He really does have a girly ass, doesn't he?" Mindy giggled. "I bet Leon will have fun fucking it, especially with that tan line." My privates are well outlined in the tight, bikini shape of a Speedo. I cooked for them in the near nude. Afterwards, we planned a menu for Saturday's party at Mindy's new apartment. I groaned when Debbie asked how many girls from my swim team they should expect. "All of them," I mumbled. I couldn't imagine a single girl missing the opportunity of seeing their coach used and abused. I coach my girls' team after work on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays. I work with the men's team on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday mornings. I cancelled Friday and Saturday's practices. I had to because I was a mess. I was a bundle of nerves stuck in a constant state of priapism. I was unable to dress out for Thursday practice and remained in the business suit I wore to work. Worse, while Debbie forced me to abstain from sex, she didn't put the same restraint on herself. I whimpered and watched as she used my dildo on herself, something she had never done. "Wow, I miss feeling filled like this," she purred while fucking herself. "Maybe Leon will fuck me, too!" I soiled her panties with pre-cum and it was as close as I came to an orgasm. We arrived at Mindy's around noon and met Mindy's lover from her former city. Leon towered over us. His height suggested basketball player. His massive muscles suggested American football. He gave me a big, white toothed grin through thick lips as his large hand dwarfed mine. "Wassup?" he asked. His head was shaved. His flesh was a deep, dark brown and he laughed when I swallowed hard as I shook his hand. "Just so you know, I'm not gay." His voice was deep and booming. "Me neither," I said. He thundered with laughter. "Any dude who likes it up the ass ain't straight." He glanced down at Mindy, which isn't saying much because he had to glance down at everyone. "We had a Spanish guy on my team who told me it's not gay if you're pitching." That answered how Leon felt about fucking another man. "Trust me, baby. You're too much a man for anyone to think you're gay," Mindy cooed as she cuddled next to him. "Just keep that damn toy of yours away from me and we're good," Leon joked. "Do we have to keep it on the coffee table?" That's where I had left the toy after Debbie fucked me. The girls had joked how it made a lovely centerpiece. "I told you, it's stays there in case you chicken out," Mindy said. "Won't chicken out," he said as he eyed Debbie. "How did a sissy like you get a fine looking woman like her?" "Not until you fuck her husband," Mindy cautioned him, her voice stern. "Or I will use that toy on your black ass." "I'm just looking, baby," Leon grinned. "And curious. I mean, really. How does that happen?" "Maybe that's why he keeps me," Debbie said, cuddling close me. "Maybe I like fucking his ass and spending his money. How much of a signing bonus did you get?" Leon looked rebuked before his face broke out in another toothy grin. "Ask me again after this little girl finishes rehabilitating my knee." The word "ask" slipped out as "ax." Leon wanted to know when my girls would show up and asked if they were cute. "Swimmers are like gymnastics, pure muscle," I said. "They like to fuck black dudes?" he asked. "Not sure they know any black guys," I said. Swimming has few African-American participants. Both my teams were white. "They'll all want one after they see this," he said, flexing and showing off biceps nearly as big as my thighs. "Are you ready to start cooking?" Debbie asked and I felt butterflies doing bombing raids in the pit of my stomach because I knew what else that meant. It was time for me to change out of my street clothes. Debbie pulled me towards Mindy's bedroom. She pulled out a new pair of lacy, pink panties and placed them on the bed without a word before pulling out a frilly apron that looked as if it was part of a French maid's costume. The eager sparkle in her eyes told me everything else I needed to know: Debbie wanted this. I got naked, wiggled into the thong panties and put on the apron. As I feared, the skirt of the apron ended at my crotch. My slightest move would show-off my man-clit sandwiched beneath the loose lace of the panties. "I love you," Debbie said before surprising me with a huge kiss and a playful squeeze of my ass. Between that and the excited flush on her cheeks, I was ready for anything. "Oh shit!" Leon groaned the moment he saw me and bellowed with more thunderous laughter. "You look like a fucking sissy!" "He is," Debbie said. "He's my little cock-loving, sissy bitch." "Nothing's little about Leon," Mindy giggled, though I'm sure she understood what Debbie had meant. I went to work in the kitchen, rolling up easy finger food from flatbread and cutting them into bite-sized spirals. I was arranging things on the table when there was a knock on the door and in walked my entire girls' swim team. Each of them had the same reaction. They first looked up with awe at Leon's towering height before noticing me in an apron and pink panties. Their look of awe instantly dissolved into laughter. "Looking good, Coach," Team Captain Ashley-Marie said as she stared. Next to her stood Olivia, my best 400 m swimmer. Olivia stared with wide blue eyes and her mouth gaping open. Fair skinned and blonde, her blush made her face absolutely red. "Woohoo!" Catherine Tuttles squealed as if she was starring in an episode of "Girls Gone Wild." An athlete's fashion sense is based on comfort and swag provided by sponsors. Team athletes are accustomed to wearing matching outfits. Like most of the girls, Catherine wore a skintight Under Armor t-shirt with team colors. Her large breasts were well displayed beneath the deep swoop of the tank top design and I could see the twin points of her nipples. Madison had opted to wear the cropped top version of that same t-shirt, the one that fits like an oversized sports bra. Too muscular for any fat on her body, her breasts reminded me Debbie back in her competition days. Madison shunned bras because her tits were too firm and perky. Her breasts were like two teacups squeezed inside her top and I again saw the telltale points of firm nipples pressing against the inner lining. My team included eight girls in all and as I predicted, they all showed up. Glasses of champagne were passed around and Mindy's new apartment was christened. More wine was made available and the girls displayed their college aged lust for free food and alcohol. I worked hard to keep the platters filled and wine bottles opened as the girls laughed, visited with Mindy, Debbie and Leon and gave me humiliating smirks. It was clear they weren't sure how to address me and I was treated as eye-candy instead of a member of the party. My lack of an orgasm for the last week kept me hard inside my pretty little panties. Saying the girls were fascinated by Leon is an understatement. They were absolutely enamored with him. They squeezed his biceps, compared their hands to his large black hands and giggled like girls half their ages. As the wine kicked in, a few of them became more adventurous. "Are you really going to fuck him?" Madison asked standing next to Leon and raking her breasts against his arm. "Depends on you. Do you want to see me do that?" "I want to see everything," blonde haired Olivia gushed as she pressed closer to the giant-sized man. "Maybe I want to see a little something-something, too," Leon suggested to the petite blonde who was deceptively fast in the water. Seeming to catch himself, he glanced over their heads at Mindy to see if she had heard him. Mindy and Debbie were standing across the living room and watching the party. During my last trip to fill their wine glasses, Debbie told me take off the apron. Without it, everyone could see my six inch prick straining against its pink, lacy prison. The girls on my team stared whenever I walked by. A few of them smiled and few more of them giggled. "Looking good, coach," one of them said as I walked by. Once I past her, she added, "For a bitch." I could feel my face blushing with shame as my cock throbbed. I overheard snippets of Mindy and Debbie's conversations while keeping their glasses filled. ". . . Rock those grades," Mindy was lecturing Catherine and Emma, the team's newest mixed medley endurance swimmer. "College sports doesn't last forever." "Thanks bitch," Debbie told me in front of the two girls. They giggled and looked at me as if I was a piece of pretty meat. Another twenty minutes passed before Ashley-Marie held up Mindy's strap-on from the coffee table and loudly asked, "Is this yours?" Her aggressive and no boundaries enthusiasm was why I had made her Team Captain. "It's what I used last time I fucked the sissy-bitch up his ass," Debbie reported. "After you made him suck on it," Mindy added, revealing the rest of my secrets. "Put it on!" one of the girls told Ashley-Marie. She looked at Debbie and Mindy for permission. They both nodded as the room broke into a chant. "Do it! Do it! Do it!" The room of girls were ready for more. Ashley-Marie fumbled with sorting out the straps before sliding it over her skintight Under Armor shorts. She grinned as soon as it was in place and made jabbing motions at the other girls. "Pucker up, bitch!" she said, stroking the toy and looking at me. I gasped. How dare she talk to her coach like that! Debbie put her hand on my shoulder, leaned in close and said, "You heard her, slut. Pucker up and give them a show." I gave Debbie a panicked look. Was she serious? In front of my team? I started to say something and then noticed the set of Debbie's jaw and how her raised eyebrows said, "Go ahead, test me." I felt my face blushing red as I realized I didn't have a choice. I nodded, made a move towards Ashley-Marie and felt Debbie's hand back on my shoulder. "Crawl, slut," she said. I dropped to my knees in front of the roomful of people. They grew quiet as an expectant hush passed from one girl to the next. They formed a loose circle around Ashley-Marie who was still smiling. "Come on, bitch. You know you want it." It seemed as if she looked past me at Debbie and I wondered if my wife had put her up to this. Maybe. Did it matter? I looked for Leon. Was he going to watch this, too? I saw his white eyes staring out from his black face as he towered over the curve of girls standing around Ashley-Marie. "Do it, white boy," he said and that started a new chant of "Do it! Do it! Do it!" I knelt in front of Ashley-Marie and stared at Mindy's big dildo before looking upwards. Ashley-Marie wore a cruel smirk, grabbed the back of my head and shoved the toy between my lips. Without Debbie's grace, she shoved it deep into my throat and I gagged before regaining my composure. The room cheered and I felt sorry for Mindy's neighbors. "Oh yeah," Ashley-Marie giggled as she rocked and wiggled her hips. "You suck dick so good! You love that dick, don't you?" "Do you like black dick, coach?" someone asked. "Big black dick!" another girl suggested. "He will," someone else standing closer to Leon said as a chant of "Do it! Do it! Do it!" began. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mindy stepping forward. She pulled him inside the loose circle of girls. She wrapped her arm around Leon's waist and held him close. "Let's be clear," she began, stifling the new chant as she rubbed his massive chest. She had to reach upwards to reach his chest. "This man is mine." She worked her hand lower, across his flat stomach and kept moving until she was rubbing the front of his tight jeans, "Including this." Her intimate caress drew cheers. "I can promise you Leon is more man than most of you will ever get to see." "Aw baby," Leon said and gave Mindy a kiss on top of her head. "He's not gay and he sure as shit ain't nobody's bitch." "Got that right," he boomed with a grin and there were twitters of laughter. I noticed Mindy's hand had moved to his thigh so she could rub the tube snake of his prick. How fucking big was he? Mindy pulled Leon closer, moved on her tiptoes and told him, "I love you," before kissing him. The room of college girls smiled and cooed "Aw . . ." as Leon pressed his fat lips against hers. Their kiss lingered and became more intimate. Mindy pushed Leon's shirt upwards and the girls said "ooo!" as if they were watching 4th of July fireworks. Leon broke their kiss long enough to pull off his shirt. His chest was massive with black looking nipples riding high on huge pecs. Mindy kissed his chest while her hands worked the front of his pants. "Ready to show these white girls what a real man looks like?" she asked. He nodded. Leon's massive, black cock sprang into view. The room fell dead silent for a heartbeat before one of the girls started a slow clap. I know I gasped when I saw his huge prick. He was fatter and longer than Mindy's toy. His cock was filled with veins and looked angry. Mindy smiled and moved back to his side so everyone could see. She caressed his throbbing length as the girls stared with wide eyes. "My God," Olivia moaned, summing up everyone's impression. "Let the sissy suck his balls!" Debbie called out. Mindy nodded and waved for me to come close. I crawled towards them, past my team of girls and their eager eyes. I knelt in front of Leon. Mindy's Moving Day - CFNM Ch. 02 "Is it okay?" Mindy asked her boyfriend. "For me, right?" Leon nodded before bending over and kissing Mindy. I felt Mindy's hand on the back of my head. I pressed my face forward and began licking Leon's big, black balls while Mindy stroked his cock and kissed him. "Does that taste good?" one of my girls asked. There were giggles. I felt ashamed and thrilled at the same time. "Suck him," someone else said, I think it was Catherine Tuttles. "Go ahead, bitch," Leon growled at me. He went back to kissing his girlfriend as I worked his massive log between my lips. I have man-sized hands and couldn't touch fingers to thumb around his dark meat as I struggled fitting him inside my mouth. My much smaller, white man cock throbbed against its lacy prison. Leon's cock didn't taste like a latex sex toy. He tasted like flesh. His cock was warm and I felt it throb as I did my best with it. I felt like a sissy. "I think he likes doing that," one of my girls said. There were giggles. "Ready to fuck his white ass?" Mindy asked her boyfriend. I could see the hesitant look Leon gave her and I watched it melt away as my girls began a new chant, Do it! Do it! Do it! "He deserves it," I heard Mindy telling him. "For me?" she finished and Leon nodded. I was stripped naked, which didn't take long because the only thing I wore was a pair of lacy panties. Still, my body registered the lack of panties pressing against my cock. My cock throbbed. "He looks so small!" Madison pointed out. Compared to Leon's big, black dick, I did. "Look how white his ass is!" one of the other girls squealed. They could see the tan line from years of wearing a Speedo when I was wearing panties, too. I guess the lines were more obvious without the panties. I was led to the coffee table and instructed to climb on top of it. I knelt on all fours, gripping the edges with my hands while Mindy and Leon moved behind me. The girls of my swim team pressed closer. I saw the hungry look in their eyes. "Look how hard he is!" one of them said. Did she mean or Leon? "You might want to lube that man-pussy," Debbie told me, handing me the same tube I had used last week. I bit back an embarrassed groan. It had to be done. No way was Leon going to fit that big, black cock up my ass if I didn't lube-up. My groan came from doing it in front of everyone watching. I squirted a large dab of lube on two fingers, reached between my legs and began finger-fucking my asshole. My cock throbbed and leaked pre-cum as my team hooted and giggled. "Do it, Coach," someone said. "Finger that ass!" another giggled. "Look at Leon!" Ashley-Marie said. I glanced over my shoulder, too. Mindy remained next to her big, black boyfriend. She was lubing his fuck-stick and his big cock glistened. Kneeling on the coffee table put my ass at the right height for Leon. "Ready white boy?" Leon asked. I reached behind my back and grabbed my ass cheeks while resting my chest and face against the smooth, cool surface of Mindy's coffee table. I didn't know who was doing the driving. I'm going to guess Mindy guided Leon's big cock head against my puckered, pink asshole. "He looks so black," one of my girls whispered. Leon pressed against my asshole for a moment with nothing happening. I relaxed and slowly his massive head began splitting my backside. Again, I was startled by the differences between a real cock and a fake one. Leon's big black dick felt hot compared to a sex toy. I felt him throb, something I never felt from a toy and I knew this was really happening. Once he was inside, I moved my hands back to the edges of the coffee table. "You like that?" Leon asked in that angry sounding growl. "Look at how his cock is twitching!" one of my girls said. I knew she meant mine. "His man-clit," Debbie corrected and there were giggles. "Wish I was coach," another of my girls said. There was more laughter and I knew my girls were laughing at me, their coach: the sissy. I saw the glee in their eyes as they eagerly watched my lily white ass getting plowed by Leon's big black fuck stick. "Take it, bitch!" someone else called out. I think it was Ashley-Marie, though it doesn't really matter. There was more laughter and the teasing didn't stop as Leon rammed me from behind and the rest of the girls enjoyed the game. "Does he feel good?" one wanted to know. "Coach is so hard," another noted. "He's such a bitch," one more said. I don't know how long I was fucked on that coffee table. Part of me believes I was up there for hours of exquisite embarrassment, though I know better. Another part of me believes it all happened within the span of few short moments and I know that's not true either. I felt his big balls swinging between legs. I felt his big cock swelling up inside me. I felt my orgasm building and I soon realized he was going to make me come. That realization frightened and thrilled me. What did it mean if I came from Leon fucking me? Did it make me gay? I was still wrestling with that question when I couldn't hold back anymore. A week's of teasing and celibacy was built up inside my balls and ready for release. I gasped the moment I realized I was trapped inside the thrill of a pending orgasm, too far gone to stop it. I came. My man-clit ached, throbbed without attention and released its cream. It was instantly noticed by everyone. There were gasps, cheers and howls of gleeful laughter as my tiny prick gushed forth its needful orgasm. I came with a strong orgasm that sprayed across Mindy's table. "Yo, what the fuck, dude?" Leon asked. "You want me to get off in your ass?" I guess he felt my asshole clenching around his big dick. I felt his cock throb deep inside me. His big hands grabbed my hips and pulled me backwards. "Is this what you want, white boy?" "Do it," I heard Mindy telling him. "Fill him! Fuck that ass!" "Yeah baby," Leon growled and he jabbed me deeper and harder than before. He pulled me backwards, filling me and then I felt his cock explode inside my bowels. He came inside of me, deep inside of me. "You like that, bitch?" he cried. "Is that what you want?" He jabbed me several more times before pulling out. "Fucking queer," he swore and pushed past the circle of women around us. He stopped long enough to grab his clothes and disappeared down the hallway. My ass felt empty and filled at the same time. I could feel his semen swirling around inside me as my stretched and empty ass remained on display. "You should clean up Mindy's table," Debbie told me. I gave her an opened mouth look of surprise. She nodded and I knew what she wanted me to do. As my team watched, I licked and vacuumed up the thick line of semen I had spewed across the smooth surface. "Can I get cleaned up?" I humbly asked her. She gave me another nod and I went down the short hallway, too. As I neared the bathroom in the hallway, Leon came out of Mindy's bathroom. He was dressed again. He hulked over me, pushing me against the wall. "Not a word. Ever," he growled. Inside the darker hallway, I saw only his eyes glaring out at me from an otherwise dark silhouette. I gave a sheepish nod. He went back into the living room and I heard applause as I moved into the bathroom. After cleaning myself, I realized I was naked and my clothes were in the other room. "Fuck," I sighed before opening the door. I went back to the living room. No one applauded for me. Without being told, I picked up my pretty pink panties and put them back on. I guess it didn't matter because the party was ending. My girls said "thank you" to Mindy and lined in front of Leon. They each gave him a kiss before leaving. As soon as they were gone, Mindy gave Debbie an expectant look. "Are you ready?" she asked. "You know it," Debbie giggled before noticing the confused look on my face. "I'm sorry, baby. Did we leave off the part where Mindy and I take turns fucking Leon?" I felt my stomach turning a flip even as she kissed my cheek. "What? You didn't think I was going to pass up a ride on that big black dick, did you?" "He thinks I fucked his ass for free?" Leon asked, laughing. "Be a good little bitch and straighten up, okay?" Debbie asked. She gave me a kiss on my cheek before following Mindy and Leon down the hall. Wearing my girly panties, I cleaned up from Mindy's apartment warming party. I washed all the dishes and tried ignoring the passionate cries I heard from down the hall. I did okay until I heard Debbie's passionate cries, "Yeah, fuck me!" she moaned out. "Fill me!" Inside my panties, I felt my six inch cock swelling. Life had just changed for the better. I cleaned the kitchen, dining room and living room. I washed every glass, serving platter and even wrapped the leftovers for Mindy to enjoy later. With my work done, I didn't know what else to do. I sat on her couch, listened to the moans of pleasure still filtering out from the bedroom and tried not to touch my hard-on as I imagined Debbie riding that huge, black prick. Even after it grew quiet down the hall, it felt like a long time before Debbie came out to the living dressed and wearing a big, tired-looking smile. In one hand, she carried my clothes. She tossed them at me and plopped down on the opposite end of the couch. "Whew!" she sighed. "Now THAT'S fucking!" I stood to pull on my pants. I didn't bother taking off my panties. Why should I? Her eyes flickered to my hard-on. "If you're good, I promise to tell you about it when we get home," she said. "I promise," I said and felt my heart racing with anticipation. As it turned out, her story couldn't wait. It started as soon as we got in the car. "We sort of took turns thought I have to admit, I had to play with myself while I watched Mindy riding that big black cock. Fuck, it looked so sexy against her white skin, you know?" I didn't, but I could imagine. "She came and then it was my turn. He lasted freakin' forever!" I blushed because I knew my stamina was seldom awe-inspiring. "I did him cowgirl style because I was afraid he might hurt me." "Did he?" I asked as if there was anything I could do about it. "He stretched my pussy out in ways I've never had before," she marveled and I saw her squirm. "The second time he fucked me . . ." Knowing there was a second time both thrilled and humiliated me. "I let him do it doggie-style so he could really hurt me." "You wanted him to hurt you?" I asked, surprised. "No, baby," she said with a comforting hand on my knee. "I just wanted to feel filled, you know? I wanted to feel it as deep as I could and I came so fucking hard, all three times." "All three times you came?" I asked. "No, all three times he fucked me with that big, black cock. I rubbed one out on my own, remember?" I swallowed hard and nodded. Debbie squeezed my leg. "You did good," she said. "Did I?" She nodded. "Watching you getting fucked by him as a nice warm-up for me." She moved her hand farther between my legs and squeezed my man-clit. "Did it feel good?" I could only nod that it had. I wasn't lying. It had felt wonderful but it didn't feel right admitting it out loud. We stayed quiet and lost in our thoughts for the rest of the ride home. Once inside our house, Debbie told me to get naked. I stripped down to my panties while she went into our bedroom. She showed back up carrying our smaller strap-on and a tube of lube. "No, I said naked," she corrected with an eye roll as if I was slow. "Don't you remember? I said if you were good, right?" I nodded, excited and in need of another release. That's when she told me to lie on my back. I did, confused until she had me curl into a tight ball, too. I threw my feet over my head and presented her with my bare, shaved, girly ass. She gave me some lube and fingered myself. When I was done, she began poking my upturned ass with the toy. It was different because she wasn't wearing it, too. "Does this remind you of Leon?" she asked. "Yes," I admitted. "I want you to come," she purred. I pulled on my cock and realized what she had done. When I got off, I would spray my load in my face. "Now tell me about it." "I loved getting my ass fucked," I groaned as I tugged on my cock. "His big, black dick felt so good in my ass." I moaned and couldn't hold back. She had just begun fucking me. I had just begun jerking off. And it was already time. I came and my cock sprayed its load across my face. Without being told, I opened my mouth and tried catching as much as I could. Debbie watched me and giggled. "I think we're going to have to give you a new name," she smiled. "I think we need to add cumslut to sissy and bitch." She stood up, leaving the toy sticking out of my ass. "Come upstairs and eat my pussy." I scrambled after her, buried my face between her legs as soon as she was naked and ate her pussy. She tugged and pulled at my hair and teased me again. "Maybe next time you do this, my pussy will be filled." It would be days before my new hard-on would see any relief. I know what you're wondering. You want to know what it was like the first time I walked into practice after Mindy's apartment warming party. You're going to be disappointed, too. Nothing happened. A couple of the girls smirked as I walked into the swimming arena. The moment they did, I got into their face. "Something funny to you?" I screamed in that way reserved for coaches and drill sergeants. I lined them up at the south end of the pool, blew my whistle and they did laps until no one felt like smirking again around me, well almost no one.. At the end of practice, Ashley-Marie made a mistake. As the girls filed by me to their locker room, Ashley-Marie muttered, "Damn tough for a sissy." I called everyone back for extra laps for that remark. No, the biggest change was at home. After spending my days as a high paid, power broker, I remained Debbie's little bitch. We bought a bigger strap-on. Some nights, Mindy would visit and get to see me in my pretty panties with my swollen man-clit. Meanwhile, Debbie took out an ad on an adult dating site and now I can add a new title to my list of humiliating names, "cuckold." Quite honestly? We couldn't be happier. FIN Sometimes a story gets good ratings and amazing feedback. Sometimes, a story ends up sinking into the deep pit of this site's long list of stories. I think this tale is told well enough for now. Be kind to all the authors and leave feedback whenever you can. Everyone author loves to hear they entertained!