Sally, Dan and Toby Too! Pt. 07

The tale continues with me having to be totally honest to my wife and her being happy to explore every avenue with me.

Once I was showered, dry and dressed I began to make my way downstairs, it was all very quiet and so I tiptoed my way from the stairs and stood in the lounge doorway. I peeped around to see my wife's arse in the air, not quite covered by her purple satin wrap over robe. Her head was slowly bobbing up and down, her wet hair clinging to her head.

My cock was growing again as I silently watched on. I began to hear Mark murmuring back to consciousness before he said,

"Uuuuummmm, that feels sooooooooo good Sally, what a way to be woken up." Sally sat up and obviously opened up her gown showing him her amazing tits.

"Oh my life, just when I thought it couldn't get any better, you are fucking amazing." he continued, before adding with a hint of alarm,

"Where's Dan?"

Sally bobbed back down and took him into her warm, wet mouth again before letting him noisily slip out and replying,

"Dan wanted me to wake you like this, he wants me to ride you until you make me cum, while he makes us all breakfast and then you are to take me upstairs to our bed and fuck me senseless until you fill me with your hot seed. Then you need to send him up to me to lick every bit of your spunk from my well fucked pussy. If that's OK with you Mark?"

"Well, that's just a bit like asking a 10 year old if they want it to be Christmas every day." Mark replied, smiling up at Sally as she bent back down to take him fully in her mouth again.

As Mark moaned in pleasure I left the room to go make breakfast. It was not too long before I could hear the distinct sounds of two lovers having sex in our lounge, Sally seemed particularly noisy and I figured that it was mostly for my benefit, although I am sure

Mark would not be complaining either.

My hard cock certainly was not complaining as pre-cum seemed to be flowing from it in an almost steady stream. I was trying my hardest to time breakfast for Sally's crescendo but they did not seem to want to bring this session to a close.

I walked back in through the door to see my wife being bodily lifted up and down on Mark's big, thick member. I wandered in a little more for a better view, her robe was pooled by her arse across Mark's thighs, he was mostly still dressed from last night, although his bow tie was now on the floor and his shirt open to his waist.

He had Sally by the hips in his big meaty hands and was bouncing her hard up and down on his cock, her head back, eyes closed. Sally was constantly shouting out and moaning in pleasure, telling Mark what a good fuck he was, how big he was, how he filled her so much and how he had the best cock she had ever had inside of her.

This all just turned me on even more and I had a few tugs on my hard cock before kneeling beside her at the edge of the sofa. I reached over with both hands and took a nipple in each, I needed her to cum and soon.

I pulled and pinched on both nipples as Mark continued to bounce her on his cock. Sally's eyes opened as she moaned out,

"Ooooooooohhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuck yeeeeeeeeeees, pinch them Dan, pinch them hard."

I did as I was told and almost instantly her orgasm hit her, she tried to steady herself, to slow Mark down but he was having none of it and as she shook, moaned and shuddered he relentlessly kept lifting her on and off his cock.

"Fuuuuucccckkkkk, stop Mark, please stop." Sally said as she slumped forwards onto his chest, breathing heavily, a light sheen of sweat on her entire body.

"Well, now you managed that, I can serve breakfast." I said with a wry smile as I stood up.

We sat around the table, Sally in her silken gown, loosely tied so we had a fabulous view of her glorious breasts. Mark with his trousers re-fastened but his shirt still open to the waist and me in my usual round the house lounge wear, a reasonable semi hard cock pushing against the light, thin fabric.

As we ate a light breakfast, they filled me in on their evening out. They had eaten, smoozed with the directors, Sally impressing them all, to Mark's proud approval and danced several times together. Sally had been introduced to the only other local that Mark worked with, a guy named Toby, who's name did seem to come up a fair bit as they talked. Oh and they also managed a blow job to completion in the ladies toilets and a finger fucking to orgasm under the gazebo in the small courtyard garden, which they just could not stop themselves from doing apparently.

Sally looked at me a little sheepishly after I teased this information out of them and so I grinned at them both and said,

"I'd have been bitterly disappointed if nothing had happened between you for fucks sake."

This prompted a short discussion, mostly questions from Mark, about why this was all such a turn on for me and why I was so happy to let my stunningly gorgeous and sexy wife do these things with him. I answered with equal measure of  honesty and bluster before deflecting any further conversation on the subject by saying,

"Anyway, haven't you got some balls that need emptying into my wife, young man?"

Sally smiled at me, blew me a kiss and took Mark by the hand as she said,

"C'mon my young stud, I need that gorgeous big cock of yours to fill me up. Dan needs his breakfast dessert."

As they left the room, I pulled my hard cock from my shorts and rubbed the pre-cum that had oozed from it a moment ago, into the tip and under my foreskin. I sat back, still at the table and pictured them upstairs, two flights of stairs, alone properly together, for the first time and slowly, deliberately, pleasured my own cock whilst thinking about them.

I was undecided if I should make myself cum or not. On the one hand I had been in a state of hardness for most of the morning and needed some relief. On the other, I still wanted to be able to be erect once Mark had sated my wife and I was called upon to clean her pussy of his cum.

I could already hear the faint noises of desire and pleasure from two floors above me. Part of me wanted to be closer and yet another part wanted to give them space to fully enjoy and explore one another.

I began to question once more why I should feel the way I do and be so happy for my wife to be pleasured by someone else, especially without me being there. And yet it was something I wanted, almost needed to do. I felt so horny hearing those faint noises and yet also wondered if I really should be letting this happen.

The change though in my wife recently was astounding, she was so much more confident, more outgoing, more dominant even, in all all aspects of life. And all these things just made her so much more sexy and desirable to me.

After a short while I couldn't help myself and I walked upstairs to the first floor landing. My wife was making noises and sounds I had never heard before and the constant string of expletives was incredible. She was almost begging to be fucked harder and deeper constantly but then I would hear her make animalistic, guttural noises of pleasure or pain, I really was not sure.

Mark was obviously pounding her for all he was worth with his young athletic body. Once more, pre-cum ooozed from me and I pushed my hand into my shorts to rub it around my tip before bringing my hand up to my mouth to lick it clean.

I was determined not to cum fully though yet and was about to walk back downstairs when I heard Mark say,

"I bet Dan doesn't fuck you this good does he Sally?"

He was breathing quite heavily but didn't seem to miss a beat as the slapping noises of good hard sex continued.

I was genuinely torn between wanting to leave and wanting to hear the answer from my wife, and then before I could move, it came,

"Fuck.... no.... no Mark... Dan has never fucked me this good."

Sally was breathing hard and heavy, the slapping sound of their bodies still coming thick and fast.

"His cock doesn't fill you like mine either does it Sal?"

I knew I should walk away, I knew this was the bravado of a young man wanting to boost his own ego and prowess. I also knew my wife would be happy to do that for him too, especially in the circumstances. But then deep down, I knew they were both right and that wasn't a great feeling.

So why was I still so hard and still leaking pre-cum and why did it turn me on even more when I heard my wife answer,

"No, nothing has filled me or given me as much pleasure as your cock Mark and I can't get enough of it."

That seemed to drive him on and whilst unable to see what he was doing to my wife, I knew he was about to make her cum and cum hard. Sally's scream seemed to shake the house as her orgasm hit her.

I had to take my hand away from my own cock for fear of cumming as he fucked her through it. I heard Sally stutter through her ragged gasps for air,

"Don't cum just yet Mark, please not just yet."

It went quite for a short while as they seemed to be gathering themselves.

I stood, totally unsure what to do. I was about to head downstairs again when I heard my wife faintly ask,

"Will you fuck my arse again Mark, that really was something else."

I decided to leave them alone, as I had suggested to them that I would.

I headed downstairs my cock still rock hard in my shorts and attempted to get on with the usual Sunday morning house chores. As I moved around the downstairs I continued to hear the odd moan of pleasure or shouts of passionate sex emanating from our bedroom.

After what seemed an age I heard the boiler kick in and figured Mark must be having a quick shower before leaving.

My semi hard cock began to stretch out again at the thought of eating his cum from my wife's well used cunt, or maybe even her ass. But then I began to hear the sounds of fucking once more and wondered what the hell was going on up there. It suddenly felt like Mark was never going to leave or stop fucking my wife.

Probably fifteen minutes or so later I heard him roar out and my wife's encouraging shouts to,

"Fill me Mark, fill me with more cum than I've ever had in my whole life."

I knew I had set this all up, I knew it was all my idea from the beginning and it was all still such a massive turn on and yet the roller coaster of emotions was just incredible.

Suddenly I heard someone coming down the stairs and made myself look busy. Mark strode through the hallway, barely stopping, a distinct change in his demeanor and shouted out to me,

"Your wife needs you to go clean up her pussy Daniel."

My cock instantly began to surge back to full mast and I took the stairs two at a time. I walked into our bedroom to find Sally sprawled across the middle of the bed, her legs spread wide. The duvet was slung on the floor and the fitted sheet was hanging off on one side.

Beneath my wife was a large patch of bedsheet that looked very wet indeed. Sally looked slightly flushed and dishevelled but seemed to have a glow radiating from her and was smiling broadly at me. Her legs were spread wide and there was a white stream of cum oozing from her red and swollen pussy lips. It was one of the sexiest, horniest and dirtiest sights of my life.

I quickly got out of the little clothing I had on and my cock sprang out, fully hard with just a little pre-cum at its tip. Sally sighed softly and said,

"So someone is happy to see me then."

I went to crawl between her legs, bending my head down towards her open pussy, the smell of raw sex was incredible.

"No Dan, I want you to fuck me first please."

I silently crawled further up the bed and Sally reached between us and guided me easily in. Her pussy felt amazing on my cock, so soft, warm and velvety. I could feel his cum acting as a lubricant as I slowly pushed gently in and out whilst we kissed passionately. The walls of her cunt were not as tight on my cock as usual and this somehow intensified the feeling for me. I would not be lasting too long.

Sally pulled my face into her her neck and shoulders so she could whisper directly into my ear as I slowly and gently began to fuck her.

"He was so good Dan, so very, very good, I've cum four times this morning. His cock is so good inside me, so thick and so hard and he just keeps going, keeps fucking me so hard and so rough. Did you see how wet the bed is Dan, how wet he makes me. I fucking gushed all....."

"Oh fuck Sal, gonna fucking cum if you..."

"Go on Dan, fill me, spunk inside my well used cunt and then you can clean up two lots of cum, yours and my lovers...."

I cut Sally off again as I erupted inside her, my loud moan indicating how desperately I needed it and how fucking incredibly turned on I was.

Sally pulled me in as tight as she could by my arse cheeks, kissing my face and neck as I shuddered onto her and into her. It was again intense and I could feel my cock start to

shrink inside her.

"Ahhhh, thank you Daniel, that was nice." She said, the slightest hint of a sneer in her voice before continuing,

"Now be a good boy and clean up all that mess you and Mark have made of my pussy."

I kissed my way down her body, stopping to pay some attention to her nipples en route.

This got some soft moans of appreciation from my wife before I moved further south.

Her pussy was literally gushing white cum and the smell of raw sex was just incredible.

I began to lick at her thighs, at the stickiness that was there before heading to her open lips. Cum caught on my nose before I could get my tongue in far enough to lick it away but I kept going, sucking and swallowing as much as I could.

Sally moaned and said,

"Oh fuck Dan that is just so filthy, so fucking dirty and so fucking nice... you may even make me cum once more at this rate."

That spurred me on to push deeper into her wet and open folds, tasting the sex of all three of us. Sally then asked me,

"Is it good having two loads up there Dan?"

I paused briefly but used my thumb to rub at her clit as I answered,

"Yes Sally, it's just something I fucking love, the more the better."

She moaned again and pulled my face back into her as she said,

"Glad you like the two loads of cum, how would you feel about watching two men fuck me at the same time, filling me with cum and getting to eat that out of me then Dan?"

I looked up and smiled as I said,

"As Mark said earlier, like a ten year old who has Christmas every day. Why?"

Sally pushed my head back down and so I continued to push my tongue as far and deep inside her as I could. She moaned loudly and I felt her pussy contract as another gush of salty cum was forced from her cunt.

"Well you know we mentioned Toby from last night, Mark says he would be up for a threesome with me, it's something they have done together before."

"And so is that something you would like to try

my darling demure wife?" I said, barely taking my face away from my duties.

"Oh fuck yes, he is gorgeous and fit and what woman wouldn't want that, but is it something you'd like to watch." Sally said questioning.

"Oh fuck yes, what pervy wife sharing husband wouldn't?"

Sally put her finger to her clit and began to rub encouraging me to push and probe deeper. Less than ten seconds later she came, a small gush of juices escaping her and flowing onto my tongue.

As we cuddled into one another Sally asked how my night was. As much as I hated to lie to my wife, I couldn't be totally honest with her after my experience with Greg.

I said I had spent a while checking the two sites, our messages and people's profiles but all to no avail. I had not managed to find us a cock to share.

"Ah well, let's keep trying, you never know someone may appear from out of nowhere at some point. Now are you sure you're ok with this threesome thing Dan?" Sally said to me, a strange something in the way she said it all.

"Yes, yes, yes I am sure Sally, just a little disappointed that we can't seem to find just one suitable bloke for us both." I replied.

"If it is meant to happen Daniel, it will happen, I am sure. Right we had better do something with our day then." She said as she leapt up to take her second shower of the morning.

On Wednesday at work I got a txt from Sally asking me not to be late home as she had something special planned. I made sure to leave bang on time and headed home with a sense of anticipation coursing through me.

I had txt her, as requested with my ETA, to which she simply replied that she would be ready for me. I walked up to the front door, my cock semi hard already. I opened the door to find Sally stood in the hallway in a black satin basque, the seamed stockings and a pair of red patent leather stilettos. From the front of the basque protruded a very realistic looking cock.

"Wow, well I wasn't expecting this." I said with a broad smile.

"On your knees and suck my cock sub." Sally almost spat out in a stern voice.

I was happy to see where this was going and so I simply replied,

"Yes Mistress."

I knelt before my wife and took her fake cock in my hand. It was a new one, different to the one she had recently fucked me with. In fact, I hadn't seen any of this outfit before besides the stockings. The new fake cock was both longer and thicker than our original strap on and it was designed to look like the real thing. A thick ridge beneath the exposed tip.

I licked up and down the shaft several times before starting to take it into my mouth. It certainly looked and tasted better than our old one. Sally smirked down at me as she said,

"I figured we should get you used something more realistic than you have had before. Also if we are to share a boyfriend at any point,

you will need to take a bigger cock than that old one too. If anyone is going to be giving me the pleasure I deserve, they will have to be bigger than that and indeed bigger than you."

I let the fake phallus slip from my mouth so I could look up and say,

"I fully understand Mistress."

Sally encouraged me to take her cock as deep as I could, telling me how to avoid gagging or causing the recipient any pain or discomfort. I really felt I was starting to get the hang of it when she told me to stand and undress, right there in the hallway.

She then spun me around and bent me over on the stairs.

"OK Sub, this is the second part of your training. Learning to take a good size cock in that almost virgin arse of yours."

As Sally said this, I felt a cold blob of lube hit my puckered ring and then a second or two later the cold hard tip of her fake phallus started to push into me.

This time Sally was neither slow or gentle as she pushed fully into me and then withdrew totally several times. The initial few thrusts were actually quite painful as my tunnel adjusted to this intrusion.

I felt my hard cock begin softening slightly due to the discomfort.

"Fuck Sally, take it easy, still getting used to this." I said into the stairs.

"I'm sorry Sub, please address me correctly." Sally replied, bereft of any emotion.

"Mistress, sorry Mistress please take it a little slower while I get used to it."

Sally plunged fully into me, leaning over and said,

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to hurt you, just prepare you for the real thing, I will take it a little easier then my poor little plaything."

Sally said, a genuine sneer in her voice before she then continued,

"But I would like to know about Greg, why haven't you mentioned him to me, are you keeping him for yourself, this was all supposed to be no secrets Daniel."

Sally withdrew quickly before plunging back into me several times. I was beginning to get used to the feeling and I felt like my tunnel was beginning to open up for her, the pleasant sensations starting to take over.

Sally then pushed back as deep into me as she could go, reaching round for my cock and whispering into my ear,

"Well Daniel, are you going to tell me or should I reply to Greg's message, the one he sent today, asking if you had cum clean to me about what a sissy cuck you were? Oh dear and what's happening here Daniel, where's your hard cock disappeared to?"

"I erm... sorry Sal... erm it was just a few quick messages and I really didn't think he was for us. I'm really sorry Sally I wasn't keeping anything secret I never would." I stammered.

Sally pulled at my cock which was now semi hard at best so I added,

"You went in a bit hard to start with, sorry, I guess my cock reacted to the bit of pain."

Sally pushed into me and wanked my cock as she said,

"I very much think Greg could have been for us, well he could be for us, he is fit, attractive, bisexual, reasonably local, oh and wow, what a cock he has. I would very much like him to fuck me as you watched and I think I would very much like to watch as you sucked his cock or he fucked your arse like this."

My cock began hardening again in her hand as she then began to fuck my dirty hole, a little more slowly and gently than before. She continued,

"Why did he call you a sissy cuck Daniel, what happened between you? Remember if there are secrets, then this doesn't work and we stop it all, is that what you want?"

Sally let go of my cock and grabbed me by the hips as she began to fuck me properly, not too fast or hard but a nice steady rythym, it was starting to feel incredible.

"I was scared, sorry, I am scared that some of the thoughts and feelings I have are a bit too much, a bit extreme and somehow this guy just knew how I felt after just one inocuos message and he played on it. I didn't think it would go any further so figured it was not worth sharing. I'm so sorry Sal, it'll never happen again." I said.

"Again Daniel, you are to call me Mistress right now. So what are these extreme thoughts and feelings? Should I be worried?"

I reached beneath myself and pulled at my cock, wanting to make sure I stayed hard right now, Sally continued with her steady motions inside me as I replied,

"It's hard to explain without making myself out to be a bit... well a bit of a pussy I suppose and I don't ever want you thinking of me that way. Certain things that really shouldn't turn me on, things that no husband should really find horny, just do and it's hard to explain. But this Greg guy just knew and he said things about us, things that shouldn't happen really, between a real man and his wife and it got me so hard thinking about it, thinking about you being in those situations, you and me... and someone. I got so fucking hard..."

Sally pushed deep into me again and leaned into my back kissing my shoulders and neck as she said,

"I would never, ever think of you as a pussy, you are my rock, my soulmate, the fantastic father of my children, my life partner and I mean for life, nothing less. This is sex, this is fun, it's a hobby, a pastime and whatever turns you on, will turn me on, look where we are now, where we have got to."

"We would not be this far without you being honest with me and judging by this..."

Sally paused to hold and wank my cock a little, pre-cum oozing from me and onto her fingers which she then lifted to her mouth and cleaned off before carrying on,

"Judging by this, you don't want any of this to stop and neither do I. So tell me everything and we can push ourselves further and enjoy our hobby more. Tell your fucking Mistress everything or you will be fucking sorry." This last line was delivered in a very stern voice which again made my cock twitch even more.

Sally reached around again, scooping a little more pre-cum from me and this time pushing her fingers into my open and willing mouth. She continued to fuck me as I began to explain.

"I like this, I like you being my Mistress, I like you dominating me a bit and if I am totally honest, I like you humiliating me a bit too, well maybe more of the teasing than real humiliation. You know, telling me how good you've been fucked by Mark, how much bigger he is than me, that sort of thing. Being told to clean up, eat my own cum, it all turns me on. I enjoyed you going out with him the other night, fucking him in another room, not neccesarily being there to watch. I secretly wanted you to have fucked him when you were out with him and just come back and tell me you had."

Once I had started, it all seemed to pour from me and Sally just kept quiet and continued to fuck me, holding onto my hips, varying the speed and force. It felt good, really fucking good. I carried on, deciding I should hold nothing back,

"This Greg just seemed to know exactly how I felt and put it all into messages to me and it made me really hard and so he persuaded me to do a video chat with him. I told him I couldn't because you were out and that made him humiliate me more and that seemed to turn me on even more and so we did a video chat."

"Soooo my little sub wanked his little cock on camera for his new found friend then, even though his Mistress had not given him permission, even though his Mistress had promised not to fuck her lover until he could be there to watch." Sally said, seemingly getting into this whole scenario quite easily, before continuing,

"So my little submissive, did you make yourself cum for this dominant man whilst your Mistress was out behaving herself with her young lover?"

"Yes Mistress, sorry, yes I did... he also asked me... well made me... sorry I can't say..." I stammered out.

Sally once more leaned forward and whispered into my ear,

"You tell Mistress everything, like she has you, or it all ends now and you will not even be allowed a release today."

"He made me put a pair of your knickers on and cum in them." I blurted out quickly.

Sally didn't skip a beat as she took my cock in her hand and began to wank me hard, whispering again,

"And you fucking well enjoyed that didn't you and that is why he called you a sissy cuckold isn't it? Because this is what you want isn't it, to be treated like a true cuckold, a true sissy who wears my knickers, whilst you get fucked up the arse by a true dominant with a bigger, harder, stronger cock than your own?"

I was about to cum and Sally knew that only too well.

"Sometimes Mistress, yes sometimes, it does seem to be what I want, I don't know why... oh fuck... oh fuck... I'm going to cum Mistress." I let out between gasps as she worked my shaft hard, pushing her own cock as far inside me as it would go.

The feeling again was so intense, my legs were shaking as I kneeled at the foot of the stairs, my torso pushed down into them by Sally as she whispered,

"Well, we can do that, we can dress you up in my knickers and get you fucked, hopefully soon, by a real cock too. In the meantime you are going to have to stay on your knees to clean the mess up that you just made on my nice stair carpet."

My hot white seed oozed from my cock and over the bottom stair as my dirty hole tingled, all along the length of the fake cock inside of it. It was an incredible feeling.

As I started to recover, Sally pulled out of me, the rush of cold air to my anus added to the sensations that had overcome me and I collapsed forward into my own mess.

"Thank you Mistress, thank you, I'm sorry I didn't and well I'm just sorry..."

Sally was now stood, towering over me in her heels, her plastic cock still as hard as ever and jutting proudly from her beautiful body. She looked stunning as she smiled down at me and said,

"Mistress is not done with you yet, I need to be made to cum."

Sally undid the harness of the strap on and handed it to me as she said,

"Go give this a good wash, I want to be fucked hard and as my lover is not here and your cock is currently of little use, we shall have to use this."

Sally started up the stairs and I made to follow on when she yelled over her shoulder,

"Clean that fucking cum up off the carpet first."

I entered our bedroom to find my wife naked with her legs splayed wide, she was slowly and delicately playing with her pussy. I went to lay by her side but she stopped me by saying,

"Put the cock on Daniel and then lie on the bed so I can mount you."

"Yes Mistress" I replied, feeling my face flush slightly as I did so.

"No Mistress now Dan, we just need to talk, Sally and Dan, no persona's for now... oh and you need to make me cum." Sally replied, smiling broadly at me.

I attached the harness and positioned it so the base of the shaft was pressing on my pubes right above my now spent and flaccid cock.

It was such a weird feeling and indeed a weird look, although it felt good to have a bigger, thicker appendage than I was used to.

I lay down and Sally leaned over and kissed me deeply and passionately saying,

"I fucking love you Daniel Adams."

She then mounted me. It was bizarre seeing her in this position, naked and riding me and yet with no feeling down below, with us not being totally connected.

"I am sorry Sal, I really am, I didn't mean to hide anything..."

She shushed me by kissing me again and grinding herself onto the fake cock as we continued to hold each other and probe the other's mouth with our searching tongues.

After a short while she pushed herself back up to the vertical and we began to talk, earnestly, openly and honestly about our wants, needs, desires, kinks and fetishes.

I told Sally everything about my encounter with Greg including cumming in her knickers and where they were now hidden. She listened intently without really interrupting, just the odd question or need for clarification here and there.

She continued to ride the plastic phallus throughout our chat, every now and then she would rub the hard nub of her clit or pull hard on her bullet like nipples, bringing herself so close to orgasm but then backing off until the intensity subsided. It was almost a masterclass in edging, which I did not know she was capable of.

When I was pretty sure I had told her everything I asked her if there was anything she wanted to do or try and if she had any kinks or fantasy's that she really wanted to explore. Sally stayed sat on my fake plastic cock, slowing down her actions, which didn't really matter to me as I couldn't feel anything anyway, before saying,

"I do enjoy taking control now and then, I like being the bitch sometimes, the fact that you want that too, sometimes, is good and we should explore that. I find the idea of you wearing my knickers intriguing and I am genuinely unsure exactly how I feel about it. That said, if we were ever to meet someone like Greg, I find the idea of him fucking you whilst you are wearing my knickers a massive turn on. I like the idea of meeting Greg, when I read his message today and then took a look at his photos, my hand was instantly in my knickers and I made myself cum in seconds."

As Sally said that last sentence my cock began to stretch out a little, even though it had nowhere to go with the strap on in place. She continued,

"I don't want or need a total Sissy or a Femboy all the time though, so please don't even think about that. After all you have said and if I understand correctly what turns you on, I would love to go on a proper date with Mark sometimes, dinner, dancing, back to his place or a hotel and then fucking, spending the night fucking, before coming home to you full of his young spunk."

As Sally said this last part she reached behind to feel the tip of my hardening cock, as she continued,

"And I do obviously understand correctly, good. I want this threesome with Mark and his friend Toby and I want you to watch. I want you to watch as they both fuck me at the same time, one in my pussy and one in my ass, double penetration I believe it is called. I want us to keep exploring with each other, being totally honest with each and still loving and fucking each other as much as we do. Oh, and yes, I do also want to watch as you get the cock you are craving. I probably want that more than anything else, although right now I am in desperate need of an almighty orgasm."

With that she began to bounce forcefully on the strap on, one hand rubbing her clit, the other pulling at one of her nipples. There was not a lot I could do but steady her with my hands on her hips, push up to meet her downward thrusts and admire her sheer fucking beauty, whilst feeling like the luckiest man alive.

It did not take her long and as we lay cuddled together in the afterglow I said,

"So we better text Mark then hadn't we and get this threesome sorted out." 

Sally smirked as she replied,

"Maybe I can do that whilst you fish out my cumstained knickers and put them on... just for research, on my behalf."

As I reached over to my bedside drawer I replied,

"Well, apparently they are called panties when a sissy cuck like me wears them... just so as you know the terminology darling."