We Both Loved His Big Cock

Some of us little dick males have been born with a desire to experience a big cock in us. For some reason unknown to me, I have felt the magnetism of a big cock. Shame washes over me when I get hard thinking about how much I want to give myself to a big cock. My benign temperament allows men, I'm talking about real men to see my weakness and take advantage of my desire to serve them. Many of you reading this have the same desire to give your all to a real man. Those like me, watching him pleasure our wives with his big cock drives home the fact that males with little dicks are unworthy of pussy.

Our week at the beach had been planned for months and now we finally arrived. My wife Cindy, an exhibitionist at heart attracted tons of attention wearing the three little triangles that made up her bikini. At 5' 8" tall, Cindy is nicely built. 34 D breasts were nearly exposed behind the tight thin bikini bra. The bottom was eve more scandalous, nearly wedged between her beautiful ass when she lay on her stomach, and between the lips of her shaved vagina.

I'm 5'6" tall. My build is not very manly. My narrow shoulders, slim waist makes my fat round bottom more obvious. My shamefully little penis gives my wife no pleasure. Instead of intercourse, she uses my mouth to relieve her sexual tensions.

Otherwise, Cindy is very understanding about my lack of manhood and permits me to masturbate when she's too tired to jack me off.

I have admired and envied well build men as far back as I can remember. I don't think I'm gay, or at least didn't until our week at the beach proved otherwise.

Insisting I wear a tight coral speedo, Cindy likes to humiliate me by letting others know I'm not much of a man down there. The problem was trying to find one that showed my poor excuse for a dick and cover my bottom at the same time. We simply were unable to find such a swimsuit.

So I have the choice of laying on my back with my little dick showing all my shame, or laying on my tummy with most of my bottom showing because the tight swimsuit gets wedged between my over sized bum.

As it was, I chose to show my bottom as I laid down beside my wife who was tanning her backside too.

"I must say, you ladies make this beach a better place."

Cindy and I looked up as one. The well build handsome man smiled at us from his squatting position. Now he may have done that on purpose; squatting I mean. His knees were spread wide and we both got an eyeful of his crotch.

I didn't hear what he and Cindy were saying as I was mesmerized by watching his big balls churning under his knitted white speedo. The outline of his cock through the tight garment told me he was very well hung.

Our visitor brought my attention away from his sexy crotch. "Sorry man. It's just your sexy ass, I thought you were a woman tanning and topless."

"He gets that a lot," Cindy giggled.

I blushed and said nothing. She was right though. I have been hit on by men who have seen me from the back. My wide hips, bulbous bottom, and long hair makes them think I'm an available lady even when my hair is in a ponytail.

But today it wasn't. I purposely wore my hair without my signature ponytail. I'm quite sure it was spread out over the top of my back giving this handsome man the illusion that I was a female.

"Are we cool?" He asked reaching out to shake my hand.

His hand engulfed mine but he didn't squeeze it hard. In fact, his hand felt warm and welcoming which showed me he was a gentleman.

But my eyes kept going back to his package which did not go unnoticed by he nor Cindy. "I get that a lot too," he smiled at me.

I caught my breath having been discovered gawking. Trying to change the subject, I heard myself asking if he'd like to join us.

"I don't want to intrude," he said.

"Please do," Cindy smiled. "We enjoy meeting new people."

"As do I," he smiled showing his perfect white teeth and dimples. "Be right back. Let me gather my things."

We both watched him walk away. His tight ass hardly moving under his swimsuit.

"Wow," Cindy sighed. "His cock must be huge johnnie."

"Um, I didn't notice," I lied.

Cindy laughed. "Baby, we both saw you staring at his crotch. Tell me the truth. You liked what you saw."

I squirmed a bit. "I don't know if I liked it but, yes, he is big down there."

Just then our new friend arrived back. Cindy and I both sat up. "I'm johnnie and this is my wife Cindy," I introduced ourselves.

"Pleased to meet you both. I'm Xavi but everyone calls me Dutch."

"Xavi is an interesting name. Is it Spanish?" I asked.

"I get that a lot too," he smiled again. "My parents came here to the states from Holland. Xavi is a Dutch name and that why..."

"Why people call you Dutch," Cindy finished for him.

"Are you here with friends, Dutch?" I asked.

"I am now," he laughed easily.

I decided I liked him at that moment.

We talked about where we lived, worked, and where we were staying while here in Kill Devil Hills. "johnnie rented us a beach house," Cindy told him pointing to the large home just over the dunes behind us.

Dutch told us he was staying in a hotel on a nightly basis.

Dutch worked in DC as an aide to some Democrat Congressman. They were off for the 4th of July week and he had never been to the Outer Banks. "We can show you around if you like," Cindy volunteered.

"I don't wish to be a bother," he said.

"Trust me, Dutch, you won't be a bother. johnnie, run back to the house and get us that pitcher of Margaritas you made last night. 3 glasses, Dutch?"

"You're very kind. Yes please."

Now was the moment of truth. I knew when I stood up, my erect little dick would be visible.

No one mentioned it as I scurried off to fetch our drinks.

Now, with a bag of glasses and a pitcher of Margaritas, I stood atop the beach access watching Dutch apply sun tan lotion to my wife's back. My dick which had gone soft, twitched back to life seeing the handsome blonde man kneeling in front of my wife's face leaning forward to rub the lotion into her back.

I wondered if she was going to let him fuck her and how I would react if it went that way.

Secretly, I wanted to see his cock. I could tell it was impressive. More than I could ever muster myself. I dearly loved Cindy but inside for the past couple years, I knew she craved a man with a bigger cock to satisfy her needs. And although I considered suggesting she take a part-time lover, the thought left my stomach tied in knots.

But Dutch seemed different and our attraction to him was immediate. I decided then that should he devise a plan to seduce Cindy, I would not interfere.

As I approached, I could see Cindy had her chin on her hands giving her an unobstructed view of Dutch's crotch. "Not interrupting anything, am I?" I asked lamely.

"Oh johnnie," Cindy sighed. "Dutch has such nice big hands."

"That's not all he has that's big," I thought to myself. "I'm sure he does," I managed to squeak.

Dutch let Cindy sit up as I poured three Margaritas for us. It got quiet as we three gazed out to the ocean lost in our thoughts. That was until Cindy excused herself to go to the house to "freshen up", as she called it.

I drank my Margarita quickly and poured another one. "Ready, Dutch?" I asked the handsome man.

"You're very kind, johnnie," he smiled holding his glass out. "And very pretty I might add. I hope that doesn't upset you."

There was genuine concern about my feelings in his handsome face. It melted my heart. "Not at all, Dutch," I smiled. "Thank you for saying so."

"Can I be a little more forward, johnnie?" He asked.

I was curious as to what he wanted to say. "Please feel free kind sir," I giggled.

"I love your larger plump nipples. Surrounded as they are by the large pink areola. I bet your breasts are sensitive."

Beginning to feel no pain, I giggled again. "I love having them suckled," I admitted blushing a tad.

"That's good to know," he surprised me.

Dutch had a way of making everything seem okay which is how it was my turn to gaze at his nearly naked crotch as he rubbed lotion on my back.

"You have such soft skin, johnnie. Very nice."

I could see his cock growing which only made my already erect dick ache with a need to relieve myself. "Mmm, you have such a nice touch Dutch. I could lay here forever," I sighed watching his cock stretch his swimsuit.

Being short as I am, Dutch could reach my waist and buttocks. Pulling my suit deeper between the cheeks of my bottom he told me he wanted to protect that part too. "Such a sexy ass you have, johnnie. We don't want it to get burned."

No man had ever touched my bottom but here I was, enjoying the ministrations I was receiving from my handsome friend. I moaned just as Cindy arrived. "Oh my. Now it's me who is interrupting," she laughed.

With a spank on my exposed bottom, Dutch finished applying lotion and laid down. His hard cock nearly bursting free of its confines, had Cindy's and my attention.

Things settled down and we all lay in the warm afternoon sun lost in our own thoughts.

It was 4:30 when Cindy said we should shower before going out to dinner. "Do you have plans Dutch?" she asked our new friend.

"None. I haven't been here before. Can you recommend a good restaurant?"

"We can do better than that. Why not join us," she smiled at both him and I.

"Yes," I said maybe a bit too excited. "Dinner and drinks on me."

"No shorts or sandals," Cindy mentioned the dress code. "Shower and meet us at our house. We'll Uber tonight."

Cindy showered first, then me. I languished under the warm spray thinking about the day's events. I was curious about Dutch's intentions since he so freely felt my bottom and mentioned he found me pretty and sexy.

I wrestled with my desire to see his cock and the shame brought on by that desire.

I could not deny my erection as I remembered watching his cock growing under his swimsuit while he caressed my exposed bottom. His package had been so close to my face, so near, so inviting.

I dried and brushed my long hair before pulling it back and slipping a black scrunchie on. The silk pillowy Scrunchie was a gift from Cindy. Larger than I would have liked, I wore it so as not to offend her. It was, after all, very thoughtful of her.

Khaki pants, Polo shirt, Sketcher slip-ons and I was ready. Cindy took time to apply her make-up and had not yet finished when Dutch knocked.

"Hey, Dutch. Come in. Cindy's still doing her makeup. you know how ladies are?"

"I do. I love the scrunchie johnnie. Like I said before, you are very pretty."

"I swear Dutch, if I didn't know better, I would think you're hitting on me," I teased my friend.

Dutch made his intentions very clear. Coming close, he placed his hands on my hips. I looked up into his blue eyes. "Would that be so bad, johnnie?" He whispered.

I just stood there, drowning in the deep pool of his blue eyes. I felt his hands move down to my bottom, pulling me into his body.

"Please Dutch, I'm married," I whined. But I could not stop myself from reaching between us to feel his cock which was pressed against my stomach. Losing to some strange new lust, I squeezed him there. "And I have never been with a man before."

"And yet you want to be with me. Admit it, sweet boy. It's perfectly fine to crave new experiences. And, johnnie, you have a desire to experience the cock you are holding."

Just then we heard Cindy coming down the stairs and quickly parted. Both Dutch and I turned our backs to her as we adjusted our erections.

"Ready guys?" My wife asked.

I called an Uber which arrived within a couple minutes. Climbing into the back seat, Cindy sat in the middle. I was relieved that she was an unknowing buffer between Dutch and my desire to be with him like the way he wanted to be with me.

These new desires frightened me.

But our brief intimate session lit a fire in me. I felt different. In his arms, something in me came alive. I felt so pretty, so desired by this handsome man. I wanted him to want me, to hold me, to stoke the fire that burned within me. I discretely adjusted my erection and sighed.

Dinner was excellent; expensive but well worth the price. "I like places like this," I explained. "Most people don't bring their screaming crying children with them knowing how much it costs."

Drinks flowed and the conversation was easy. I was surprised though when Dutch excused himself and Cindy asked me if I thought it a good idea to let him stay in our rented house. "We have the room, johnnie and we seem to get along great."

I felt my dick twitch at the thought of being that close to my man-crush. "Um, I guess so," I said belying my enthusiasm. "You ask him."

When Dutch returned, Cindy did just that. "johnnie and I think it would be fun if you checked out of your hotel and stayed with us Dutch."

"Really?"

"Yes, really," I assured our friend. "Our place is huge and there's tons of space."

That is so gracious of you both. I accept only if you let me pay for dinner tonight."

We had a couple after dinner cocktails and took an Uber to Dutch's hotel. We waited while he went to retrieve his things and check out.

"Are you planning something, Cindy?" I asked my wife.

Smiling and taking my hand, she told me not to worry. "I won't do anything or let anything happen unless you're onboard, baby."

Then, squeezing my hand, she surprised me. "Unless I'm mistaken, you have a thing for Dutch yourself, johnnie."

I couldn't admit that to my wife but managed to tell her it was okay. "If you two, um, uh, need some privacy, it's okay," I stammered.

Cindy was about to respond when Dutch arrived. Instead, she squeezed my hand and whispered, "Thank you, babe."

Our driver opened the trunk so Dutch could put his suitcase in it and he then settled beside Cindy who once more sat in the middle.

Once back at our rented house, Cindy went to change and I showed Dutch his choice of bedrooms.

In the second one he closed the door. Taking me in his arms, Dutch forcibly kissed me. So sudden were his actions that I was caught completely off guard.

I placed my hands on his broad chest to push him away but he held me until I could no longer resist.

I heard myself purring when I opened my mouth to accept his tongue. We traded saliva as our tongues met. His hands went to my bottom, and one of mine back to his cock.

I unzipped his fly and reached in to take my prize in my hand. I heard Dutch moan quietly when my flesh met his. "So big," I managed to say in a hoarse voice.

"I want you, johnnie," Dutch said again. "I want you both."

That startled me. "You want me and my wife?"

"I do my sweet boy. I want to share my big cock with your lovely wife and you. You most of all, baby."

I did a quick intake of breath. "I'm pretty sure she'll want to, Dutch," I let the cat out of the bag.

"But you do, don't you?"

I nodded. "God help me but yes, Dutch. Yes I want you to share this with me," I said giving his cock a last squeeze. "We better check on my wife," I said before standing on tip toe to kiss him once more.

As I mentioned earlier, Cindy is an exhibitionist. She came down from freshening up in a shortie nightie. "At least she's wearing panties," I thought.

"What have you boys been up to?" She smiled.

"Just showing Dutch the rooms he chose from," I told her.

"Uh huh," she grinned looking at his erection and my little one in our pants. "Been doing more than looking at rooms, I bet," she giggled.

I hurried to make drinks leaving them alone.

When I brought a pitcher of Margaritas, I had to go back for three glasses. They were seated across from each other. I joined Cindy on the love seat and poured her drink first. Then I went to Dutch and poured his. Returning to my seat beside my wife, she noticed that Dutch didn't have a coaster and got up to bring him one.

Just as she was handing it to him she dropped it.

The coaster rolled in my direction causing Cindy to turn her back to Dutch. Bending at the waist to retrieve the item, her beautiful ass was nearly in his face.

Cindy grinned at me before she stood and handed Dutch the coaster. "Did you get a good look Dutch?" I asked. My insides were turning into jelly.

"A very good look, johnnie. Thank you Cindy," Dutch smiled at her.

"Thank me for what, Dutch? The coaster or for the view of my ass and pussy?"

Whoa, did I just hear my wife?

"Both," Dutch toasted her raising his glass. "But mostly your sexy ass and pussy."

It was then I knew he'd have us both.

It could have been the alcohol that led to what the three of us wanted.

"Should I let Dutch see my pussy and ass bare, johnnie?"

"I think a good hostess would do what it takes to make her guest happy," I smiled and raised my glass to Dutch in return.

Turning to Dutch she stepped between his feet. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours," Cindy teased.

"Deal," Dutch said quickly.

Cindy moved away just a tiny bit. "Would you like to do the honors of taking my nightie off or would you prefer to have johnnie do it?"

"I think it would be better if johnnie shows you to me, Cindy. That way, if your pretty husband gets jealous, he has the ability to stop before we go too far. What say you, johnnie?"

I stood and went behind my wife. I kissed her neck as I untied the flimsy robe. "Ready?" I asked whispering in her ear.

Cindy reached back to feel my erection. "I see this has you excited."

My hand traveled down her stomach to cup her pussy. "I'm not the only one excited. How about you Dutch. Is my wife turning you on?"

"If I'm going to be honest, you both turn me on."

I shivered knowing he wants me. "In for a penny...," I said kneeling down and pulling Cindy's panty down with me.

My wife stood naked in front of our handsome friend. The air was thick with her scent as she turned to kiss me. "Thank you again," Cindy smiled dreamily.

Then turning to Dutch, my wife told him it was time to pay up.

Dutch stood and began to remove his shirt. "Wait, Dutch. You wanted johnnie to take my clothes off. I want him to get you naked like he did me. Besides, I know he's dying to see your big cock too."

I didn't need any further encouragement. I went to Dutch and knelt before the big sexy man and reached for his belt.

"I saw how johnnie was fixated on your crotch when you were feeling his big ass. I can't wait to see you guys in action," she giggled.

I blushed but did not deny nor attempt to refute what she just told our friend.

By then I had Dutch's trousers down. He stepped out of them and I was left facing the growing bulge in his tight briefs.

"You won't have to wait long," I heard him say as he pulled my face to his groin.

I heard myself whimper feeling his cock on the side of my face. I turned and placed my mouth on the cloth covered cock. "Mmmm," I hummed. Then I reached behind my tormentor and pulled his briefs down.

Finally I had his cock where I wanted it. I hefted the thick hot appendage and licked the head. Dutch took my head in his hands. "Suck it, johnnie. Get me hard and wet so I can fuck Cindy. You do want me to fuck your wife, don't you?"

"Yes, Dutch. Please, yes. Fuck her with your big beautiful cock. I know she'll love it."

I placed my mouth over the growing cock and began to give my first blow job. Cindy knelt next to me and we attempted to share Dutch's 7 inch tool. Try as we might, we weren't able to get comfortable together like that.

We finally ended up with Dutch seated on the couch. Cindy was beside him and I was kneeling between his knees.

My wife attacked his cock while I made love to his balls.

"Finally Dutch and Cindy were ready to have sex. I stripped watching as he led Cindy to our bedroom. When I joined them, Dutch was between her legs, his face planted firmly on her sex. Cindy was groaning and moving about while holding Dutch's head to her pussy.

He made her cum with his mouth, with my wife humping his face. "Fuck me, Dutch. I want that big cock in me now."

I lay beside them watching Dutch pull my wife's legs up giving him unfettered access to her pussy.

"Is this what you want, Cindy?" Dutch hissed as he inched his think cock past her cunt lips.

I heard Cindy grunt and saw her pull on his ass to get him all the way in.

"Oh my God, yes, yes, fuck me with that big fucking cock, Dutch. Oh God, oh God, oh God, yes. I feel so full, so full of cock," Cindy cried out in ecstasy.

Shortly her words became unintelligible as Dutch settled into a slow steady rhythm.

I idlily caressed his back and ass, my hand gently exploring my friend as he pleasured my wife in ways I'd never be able.

It may seem unlikely to you but I wasn't the least bit jealous of Dutch. I did, however, envy Cindy. I wished it was me lying under the handsome man while he made love to me.

I knelt beside him to watch him kiss my wife. Dutch surprised me when he pulled my face in and kissed me. Cindy's eyes grew wide seeing our friend kiss both me and her. From one to the other, Dutch kissed us. My moans were quite audible, almost as loud as Cindy's moans and groans while Dutch kept a steady pace fucking her into a drooling mass of trembling flesh.

I moved away knowing that Cindy has seen he and I kissing. Part of me was glad she'd seen me like that. She already told Dutch I wanted him. If she was kidding then; now she had witnessed it.

What began as a low moan grew louder into a wail. Cindy thrashed about heaving her pussy up at her lover. I knew she was having a tremendous orgasm on Dutch's big cock.

And she kept having those orgasms until Dutch threw his head back, shoved his hips forward, his cock buried deep in my wife and with his jaw tight told her he was cumming.

Dutch arched his back and thrust his hip once, twice, three times before he slumped over Cindy.

They lay together in post-coitus bliss for several minutes; both catching their breath before Dutch rolled over to her side opposite me.

Cindy reached for me and we kissed softly. "Do me, johnnie. Eat my pussy baby. I need to feel your soft mouth down there."

I knew I'd eventually taste Dutch's sperm but I hadn't figured it would be this way. I hesitated for only a second or so before sliding between her thighs and seeing the thick seeping stream of cum oozing from her fold.

I lapped the pungent flow savoring my friend's essence hearing my wife sigh in appreciation. "Oh baby, Dutch fucked a big load in me. Get it all, johnnie. Get all of Dutch's cum, baby. Eat his sperm baby. Show him what a good cuckold you can be for him."

I felt no shame when our friend watched me eating his sperm. I wanted Dutch to see me wallow in his gift to Cindy.

Her words served to inflame my desire to make his sperm mine. I licked, lapped, and sucked with Cindy pulling my face tight against her gaping pussy until she and I were both satisfied that I had done my best to swallow all I could coax from the depths of her womb.

When I finished, we three went back downstairs for another drink. I washed my face in the kitchen then went to join them. They were seated together on the couch. I was headed to a different seat when both Dutch and Cindy told me to join them.

With Dutch in the middle, his arms around both my wife and me, we sat talking about how it was my turn. "I'm bisexual," he explained to Cindy. "I suspect johnnie is as well."

"I figured that out when I saw you feeling him up on the beach. Then I saw how eager my husband was to suck your wonderful cock and eat your cum. I think johnnie might be bi too," Cindy agreed with our guest.

Dutch stood and held his hand out for me to take. Leading me back to our bed, with Cindy following, he had me lay on my back.

Lying beside me, Dutch very quickly had me squirming, while kissing and nibbling on my titties. "I remembered you telling me how much you loved having your breasts suckled baby," he whispered.

I held his head to my titties filled with a feeling not unlike love for my lover.

I felt his hand move down to my dick which he stroked a little before cupping my balls. "That feels so good Dutch," I moaned.

Dutch stopped nibbling my tits and stuck three fingers into his mouth and slobbered them.

Then, hoisting my leg up so he was able to caress my bottom, it was my turn to grunt when I felt the first digit enter me. Slowing he pushed in and pulled out. Then he entered me using two fingers until he had me loose enough to finger fuck me using three wet digits.

"Oh God damn, Dutch," I squealed "You're making me cum."

Dutch wasn't as slow and gentle with me as he was with Cindy. His hand thrust in and out while he held me and promised me he would soon bury his cock in my sexy ass. "I'm going to fuck you, baby. I'm going to make you my bitch, you sexy little cock sucker."

I whimpered and made funny sounds as my dick jerked over and over non-stop squirting my seed on my tummy. "Yes Dutch. make me your bitch," I begged. "I want your cock in me. I want you to fuck me and make me your bitch. Oh ugh, ah, ah, I eeee, I threw my arms around his neck and we kissed more passionately then before. I felt my tears welling up and cried as my man held me and finger fucked me until I had nothing left.

I was as limp as a wet cloth when Dutch finally let me go and removed his fingers from my ass.

I woke several hours later to an empty bed.

Instead of looking for Cindy and Dutch, I showered, blew dried my hair. Instead of my usual ponytail, I brushed it out and let it drape near my shoulders.

As I brushed my hair, I studied myself in the mirror taking stock of last night and my feelings about what happened and grappled with my feelings about Cindy fucking our friend and my feelings toward Dutch in particular.

He was special and so very quickly became important to me. I wanted to please him and yet, not lose my wife in the meantime. I hoped Cindy would want us to keep seeing Dutch. I knew it would be a delicate balancing act if he became lover to both of us.

"He called me pretty," I smiled remembering yesterday on the beach. And my tummy tingled at the thought. I wanted to be pretty for Dutch. The pleasure he'd given me with his fingers was wonderful. He made me feel vulnerable, almost feminine with his masculinity and the manly way he handled me.

I pulled on my swimsuit making sure the back was deep in the cleft of my bottom and went to find the two of them.

Cindy was leaning on the breakfast bar chatting with Dutch who was standing on the other side. "Speak of the devil," Cindy said. Good morning sleepy head."

"Good morning to you both," I said headed to the coffee.

Dutch stopped me. I saw he was naked under his opened robe. He took me into his arms, his big cock pressing against me. Without further ado, his lips met mine. I can't imagine what Cindy was thinking watching her husband French kissing the man who had fucked her so well the previous night.

"Dutch," I said nearly breathless. "What are you doing to me?"

His hands caressed the bare part of my ass. I reached for his cock feeling him growing. "I'm hoping I'm getting you turned on, baby. Do you still want me to make you my bitch, johnnie?"

I glanced behind him at my wife who was enjoying the show. She nodded her okay.

"Yes," I whimpered. "I still want you to make me your bitch."

I bent down and kissed the head of his cock. "I want that very much Dutch," I smiled standing and looking up into the pool of blue eyes.

"Cindy and I have been discussing that, johnnie. I'm going to shower and leave you two to talk. Be a good boy and listen to your wife. She knows what I want."

Dutch gently swatted my bottom and left us.

"Wow, johnnie. that kiss was intense. I had no idea you were into guys."

I blushed. "Neither did I, Cin. There's something special about Dutch I can't explain."

"You know he thinks you're cute."

"Yeah. He told me yesterday when we were alone on the beach he thought I was pretty."

Cindy listened to me as I tried to explain my feelings for Dutch. She told me she understood what I was going through even if I didn't fully understand it myself.

"He makes you feel sexy," johnnie. "He makes you feel desired, and you want to please him, give yourself to him. You want to be feminine for your man."

I didn't fully comprehend. "What does that mean?"

Cindy came over to me. Placing her palm on my cheek, she smiled. "Now honey, if you really want Dutch to make you his bitch, there are certain things he'll expect, no, make that he insist upon. When I bring you to him tonight, you will in some sexy clothes, women's lingerie. We'll have to make your face up some, curl your hair, maybe get you into one of my negligees."

My dick grew very hard as I heard how my wife would present me to Dutch. "Um, I guess that's okay. But he doesn't want me to go out to dinner dressed like that does he?"

"No darling. Like any real man, Dutch just wants his bitch to be feminine when he fucks you."

That was a relief because I don't know if I could have gone out in public dressed like a woman.

"What do you think?" I wanted to know how my wife would take it.

"I think it's hot, johnnie. I can't wait to see you go to our man in pretty sexy panties. God, but that man has a magnificent cock. Don't you agree?"

"You know I do, Cindy. But what about us? What about our marriage?"

"Oh baby. Not to worry. Nothing will change between us. We'll have each other and we'll have Dutch to share once in a while."

I gathered my wife in my arms and kissed her. "I love you, Cindy. I never want to lose you."

"Share me with a big cock but you'll never lose me, johnnie."

When Dutch joined us, it was Cindy's turn to leave he and I alone to talk. He was in his swimsuit when he had me sit beside him on the couch.

"Cindy told you what I would like?"

"She did, Dutch."

"And...?"

I moved until I was seated cross ways in his lap. His hand held my bottom, my hand held his face. "I want to be what you want me to be for you, Dutch. I want you to want Cindy and me. Take us as your lovers as we will you."

"I have never wanted to be with a man before," I told him again. "But you're different than any man I have ever met Dutch. I mean that. You're special, very special and I want to give myself to you."

"You and your wife are special to me as well, johnnie. I'm very happy that I met the two of you. Besides the wonderful sex, you guys are great people."

Cindy joined us. She had selected her most tiny swimsuit. The pink thong bottom had no liner so her engorged pussy was all but visible. "Here, johnnie. Let me fix your hair."

Cindy showed me the wide, bright pink ribbon she used to tie my hair, low with a big bow. "There. All ready? Let's hit the beach."

I carried our towels under my right arm. Dutch was in the middle, his large hands on our bottoms as we walked through the hot sand. I snaked an arm around his waist.

We were surely pushing the envelope for a family beach. Cindy was used to pushing the envelope. Me? Not so much. But whatever Dutch wanted from me, I'd give him.

It seemed natural that Cindy and I wanted to tend to Dutch's every need. He had us both apply sunscreen lotion which must have made quite a sight. I did his back; Cindy his legs and thighs.

I knew she was toying with his balls, seeing my man squirm and telling Cin she was going to get it for teasing him.

We lay on either side our Dutch, a habit we would enjoy in the future.

After an hour, we all decided we'd had enough sun. Dutch held our hands as we plodded back to the house and wonderful air conditioner.

We shed our swim suits and took a slightly warm shower together so as not to leave grease marks on the furniture.

Not bothering to dress, we spent the afternoon naked. Neither Cindy nor I could keep our hands off of Dutch's cock. The raw sexuality of spending a naked afternoon with such a handsome man was not lost on me.

But Dutch didn't want to cum for me or my wife. "I'm saving my next load for johnnie later. I hope you don't mind.

Now hearing he wanted to save his load expressly for me made me feel special. I was tempted to stick my tongue out at a disappointed Cindy but refrained. No sense in starting something that doesn't need started.

We ordered door dash. It was my turn to pay. But Dutch wanted to push the envelope with Cindy. "Give your wife the money, johnnie. Cindy. I dare you to wrap a towel around your waist and answer the door topless."

"You didn't have to dare me," Cindy laughed. "It won't be my first time."

Sure enough, when the door bell rang. Cin went topless. Dutch and I were seated beside each other, still naked when Cindy went to complete the transaction. Instead of discreetly opening the door just enough, when she heard the driver exclaim wow, when he saw her breasts, she told him he hasn't seen anything yet.

Opening the door wide, the driver saw Dutch and me sitting naked with me holding Dutch's big cock.

I squealed in embarrassment. Dutch remained cool. "Got a camera?" Dutch asked the equally embarrassed driver.

He very quickly finished the sale and hurried away with Cindy's and Dutch's laughter following him.

"I was holding Dutch's cock Cindy," I pouted.

Hearing myself saying "I was holding his cock," made me wonder what happened to me. That I so quickly became enamored with Dutch and finding pleasure in his cock baffled me. That I even considered feminizing myself for my man made me wonder if I'd completely lost my mind.

When Cindy and I had a few minutes of alone time, I brought it up, hoping she would be able to explain the sudden transformation I was experiencing.

"Well, babe, I can only speculate but I think you were born with a sissy gene. Now don't start crying. You asked me what I thought."

"I'm not gonna cry, damn it. But a sissy gene? Really?"

Cindy softened her approach. "Look, johnnie. I was attracted to Dutch even before I realized he has a very nice cock. Call it pheromones or whatever, but a girl knows. Now when you caught the sight of his big cock you wanted to experience it like me. I guess what I'm trying to say is that you might have inside you an X chromosome."

"But that's a female chromosome."

"Precisely, johnnie. Dutch ignited that chromosome, sparking your inner female. But having a dick and balls means you aren't a woman. In this case, you, and trust me when I say it makes no difference to me, you're a sissy that's finally come out of hiding."

It was all making sense. It explained why I felt so helpless, vulnerable, and sexy when I was around Dutch. How I craved his attention, his touch, his cock. It all came together in one word; "sissy".

Cindy saw the look of comprehension come over me. "I think it's great, johnnie. I really do. I can help you."

The conversation was over when Dutch rejoined us. But it would not be the last time we discussed my blossoming inner sissy. It was a conversation she and I would have to have many times. But for now, Dutch was ours and we had 5 more days and nights to enjoy him and his big cock.

"Dutch is waiting for you to go to him, johnnie. But first, as I promised, let me help make you sexy for your man."

Cindy had me sit while she brushed out my long hair. Then, using a curling iron, she gave me a flip hair-do, curled up at the bottom.

"Just a touch of eye shadow, johnnie. It will give you a sexy and mysterious look."

"Now for the final added piece de resistance, slip into my panties."

My wife handed me a pale rose colored, nylon bikini panty. It was tight which held my boner hard against my mid-drift. The back naturally wedged between my butt cheeks.

"Perfect baby. The negligee and stuff would be too much. This way, Dutch can see his sissy and have you make any adjustment for his future pleasure. So, what do you think?" She asked pulling me to a mirror.

More than one thought and feeling went through me when I saw my reflection. I hardly recognized my eyes with the blue eye shadow. That and the new hair-do actually did give me a pretty and yet mysterious appearance. But the residual male in me was embarrassed by my feminine look.

"Are you sure this is necessary, Cindy. I mean I look like a woman almost."

She smiled and grabbed a buttock and jiggled it. "If I had a cock, you sexy bitch, I fuck you myself."

"And the panties? Really?"

"You don't like them, baby? I think they look great on you. In fact, my love, I think you should wear panties all the time. They suit you, johnnie. They really do. I'm sorry you don't like them. It's a shame."

"No, not at all. I do like them. They feel great, Cin. I like the way my dick and balls feel like a soft hand is holding them, cradling me down there. It's just that I'm..."

"You're not what? A woman? Who ever said that only women can wear panties. Pretty sissies like you should wear them all the time. Tell me you don't feel sexy in your panties."

She was right. It wasn't how I looked. And I did feel sexy in that pretty panty. I just knew that accepting the changes I was going through, I was reluctantly shedding any vestige of my manhood.

"Dutch is waiting baby. Let me take you to your man."

Cindy took my hand and walked me to the bedroom Dutch chose fro himself. She knocked and we heard him say, "come in."

Dutch was sitting up, his back resting on the headboard. His already hard cock was in his fist. He slowly jacked his big beautiful cock as he smiled. "Aren't you a sexy girl, johnnie. Are you ready to become my bitch?"

"Please Dutch, yes. Make me your bitch," I croaked. I made my way over to my handsome man and replaced the hand on his cock with mine. "I'm ready for you to fuck me, Dutch."

Part 2 coming.

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