My Ex-Wife
By ExperiencedDude99.
And then, out of the blue, one night, she texted me.
‘Hey. I know it’s not been easy between us. But I was just thinking about how things were before. I know you hate Julie, but she’s out of town this week. Would you like to have a drink and see if we can enjoy a few hours together?’
Julie was her roommate. They moved in together when we divorced, and I kept the house. Early 20s. A very in shape, always at the gym type. It’s where they met. Great ass. Fairly large chest. Tall. Like 6′. Always rocking a bob with her blonde hair. One of Linda’s best friends. There’s always one of her. You know, the one where you hate each other but pretend to be civil for your wife’s sake.
Well, if Linda wanted to be civil. And I didn’t have to deal with Julie…
Why not? ‘Sure. When were you thinking? I text back.
Instantly: ‘Come by after you finish work tomorrow. OK?’
That was fast! OK. See you then. Should I bring anything?’
Again. So fast. ‘Just the clothes on your back.’
This felt a bit odd. Linda was so civil. I guess I just wasn’t expecting this. And I thought I heard she was dating someone now.
*PING* She sent another text. A pic. Her tits! ‘Sweet dreams!’ Kiss emoji.
Damn. This could be an interesting meet-up. I manscaped in the shower. Who knows where this could go? I fell asleep thinking about all of our kinky sexual activities over the years. And how I hadn’t hooked up with anyone since the divorce 3 months ago. So horny I would almost do anything…
*****
I pulled up outside her rental apartment around dusk and got buzzed in. She met me at her door, dressed in a hoodie, stretchy pants, and Uggs. She looked like she was having a lazy day. I was expecting something sexier, but it didn’t matter; she still looked great.
“Hey!” She smiled and gave me a quick hug. “How have you been?”
The apartment was modest. No sign of that bitch, Julie. We chatted a bit. She poured a couple of drinks. Things WERE really civil. After a bit, she actually moved in for a kiss! Why not? I returned it. It felt good. Familiar.
She smiled. “I missed this. You should come with me.”
She led me to her bedroom. Seriously? That was quick. She’s moving fast. My heart was actually a little bit aflutter! She gave me a light bite on my neck. Took my shirt off.
Wow! What would it be like to have sex with my ex-wife? She pinched my pink nipples. My chest was smooth and shaved. “Nice, you cleaned up for me!”
Somehow, she managed to get my pants and socks off in one go. Left only in my boxers, she aggressively pushed me back against her big, heavy armoire. She was really moving fast!
‘Hey, she’s still dressed,’ I thought.
I worked my hands up to her hoodie to lift it. She shoved them away before I could get close.
“No touching,” she said. “I want to try something else.” She kissed me. Deep and hard. Almost rough. “Do you want me to do something really naughty to you? Something new and crazy?” She sucked hard on my neck and grabbed my ass.
My heart was racing… My dick was starting to get hard. “Yes,” I whispered. She had never acted like this! Taking charge.
She rubbed my nipples and bit my earlobe. Fairly hard. Her hand slid down the front of my boxers, lightly caressing the head and shaft of my semi-erect dick. I shivered. This was so erotic!
“Just give in. Let me make you feel good,” Linda whispered in my ear.
Linda lightly kissed me before shoving her tongue down my throat. Hard. She slid it in and out, slowly filling my mouth. Forcing me to give her tongue head, basically, as she kept lightly touching and caressing my dick. Teasing my nipples. So soft and gentle. Erotic. She was making me feel like her submissive. It had never been like this…
She was enjoying me sucking off her tongue. A rush of adrenaline. She started rubbing her index finger in between my small shaved balls toward my taint and back. Gently. Like I used to rub her pussy above her clit. My head was spinning! But it felt so good! I let out a low moan before I realized it.
She slid her tongue out of my mouth. Put her lips by my ear. “Do you like how that feels, baby?” Still rubbing me in a completely new way. “You shaved smooth like a girl. Did you do that for me?” she purred.
“Yessssss,” I whispered.
So turned on and dizzy, I barely heard her. What was happening? Last night’s manscaping debacle in preparation for this had left my whole body shaved smooth. But what the fuck kink was this? Like a girl?
“Hey, wait—” I started to say.
She held me back against her armoire. Kissed me hard to shut me up. Rubbing harder. It felt unexpectedly amazing. Submitting to her. She kept rubbing my taint and balls like a pussy. I groaned. I couldn’t help it. My semi-erect dick bounced off her wrist. It wasn’t getting harder, but I couldn’t have been more turned on!
“You said you wanted to try something new. Do you like this?” Linda asked, rubbing softly.
“Mmmmm… Yes…” I moaned. It felt so humiliating but so amazing all at once. Without realizing it, I leaned back against the big wooden doors and spread my legs open for her. “Ooohhhhhh… Baby…” escaped my lips. It sounded so feminine.
“You DO like this! Relax. Enjoy it. Do you want more?” She blew on my neck. Short hair stood up.
“Yes,” I admitted. Another low groan. I bit my lip. Linda was rubbing hard now. I started moaning like a fucking porn star! Where did this come from?! “Oh. Oohh. Oohhhhh. Oooooooo!” I had never made sounds like this. She kept going. I was moaning louder.
In my ear, “Do you want to be naked for me?”
Still rubbing. Barely hard penis slapping. “Mmmmm, yesssssss…!”
Linda moved her hand out of my boxers slowly. She slid both hands up and cupped my little man tits the way I used to cup hers. Humiliating. Hot. Dizzy with a form of lust I had never felt before. She took my hands. Reached them up over my head. And clicked her pink fuzzy handcuffs around my wrists! The cuffs were linked behind the crown of the huge armoire. She smiled. Stepped back.
“Cute. It’s not time for you to be naked yet. You treated me like a bitch in the divorce, and now you are about to be OURS…”
Wait. What the fuck?
“No getting away, Alex!”
She pulled her phone out of her pocket. Started typing. Sending a text.
What the fuck? My head was still spinning.
She smiled an evil grin. “Look at you. Totally helpless. And in nothing but your boxers. It would be a shame if someone were to see you like this! Hairless and smooth, with that belly of yours and those little man tits. No hair. So feminine! You even moan and groan like a girl!”
I was starting to panic. What was Linda planning? She had her phone. Who did she text? What was going on??
“Wait, what is this? You’re not going to take my picture with that thing, are you? What the hell?” I asked.
The horniness was fading fast. What Linda had been doing was so exciting. And now. Just what the fuck?
Her face turned a bit wicked. “You think it’s funny what happened in the divorce? Do you think I like being in this crappy apartment? Now it’s my turn to have some fun at your expense, sweetie!” She blew me a kiss. “I don’t need this phone to embarrass you.”
She pointed at her dresser. There was the small HD video camera I gave her for Christmas a few years back. On a small tripod. Pointed at me!
Oh fuck!
She had been recording the whole humiliating scene in 4K! She had me acting like her bitch! At least I had kept my boxers on. So, not totally screwed here. I pulled at the cuffs. They were leather and fuzzy. But solid.
“Go on, keep struggling. It’s really cute.” That evil smile. “Would you like to know who I texted?” She looked at her phone.
I could hear the door to her apartment open.
Oh fuck! What? Why? Who? Shit! I tugged on the cuffs. Nothing. My arms were so far above my head. This stupid wooden monstrosity! No moving it. Trapped. Racing heart. Starting to sweat.
She chuckled. “You aren’t going anywhere. Be a good bitch, or we’ll ball gag you too!” She winked.
I heard the click clack, click clack of heels coming down the hall.
“We’re in here, Julie!” Linda called out.
*****
My heart froze. I am 42. Chubby. Tied up in nothing but my boxers. I manscaped last night. Thinking I might get some. But in a few spots, I went too far. So all the hair had to go. In the end, the only hair left was on my legs. Now, that decision started feeling embarrassing.
Julie was here?
This shock had worked wonders in making my semi-erection disappear. I am a grower of sorts. Four and a half inches long when hard. Not impressive, but passable. While soft, though, it’s barely an inch. And with her cunt of a roommate about to enter and see me like this. My penis was now just a shaftless mushroom cap button. Totally bald. My smooth balls were shrinking. Running away. But at least it is still covered.
“You earned this,” Linda whispered. Looking me in the eye, pointing at my boxers. “This is going to be so much fun!”
Julie walked in the door and stopped right next to Linda. Dressed like she had just left work. Turtleneck under a blazer with dark jeans and heels. That stupid blonde bob. She took one look at me and grinned from ear to ear. “It worked,” Julie said.
“I told you it would,” Linda said. “I’ll get some wine for us. I love drinks with a good show! ” She winked at me and flashed a smile. She left the room.
It was just Julie and me. She looked at the camera on the dresser and then moved over to me, stepping into the frame. With her heels, she towered over me, pushing 6’5″ on her office heels to my 5’10”.
“Linda already started filming this? At least I can watch what I missed.” She looked me up and down. “Did you shave your whole body?! That’s pretty fucking girly, Alex.”
Fuck. If Julie watched what Linda was doing to me. Or how I was responding to it…
She ran a finger down my smooth chest. Pinched a nipple. I jolted. My manboobs jiggled.
“Nice rack!” she laughed.
Caressing them like someone would a pair of breasts on a new girlfriend. I shivered. Tracing a finger down my belly to the top of my boxers, she pushed the waistband down. To like 2 inches above my shrunken nub. I gasped loudly.
“Smooth all the way… Cute.”
She left the waistband sitting just where she pushed it to. Barely covered. I felt so utterly helpless.
“What are you going to do?” I asked her weakly.
My eyes pleading, looking into hers. Julie’s eyes narrowed. She looked at the still-recording video camera. She pressed up against my nearly naked, chubby body.
“We’re going to emasculate you, asshole. And film it! Thanks for smoothing out your pale body. You came here looking like a little girl for us already!” Julie said.
Linda was back with wine. “Having fun without me? Looks like you almost lost your shorts!” She walked over. Handed Julie a glass. Stepped next to the camera to look at us. “What we are going to do is make a little movie to show everyone what a ‘big’ man you are. And Julie is glad to help! Do what you are told, and maybe it’s all between us. Misbehave and I will make this little film easily available to all,” Linda declared.
I was fully panicking, tugging at my cuffs. “Please don’t. Please! Look, there’s about 500 bucks in my wallet. Take it. I’m sorry! Just let me go!”
My belly and little moobs were jiggling. My boxers slipped an inch lower! They were smiling devilish smiles.
“Begging?” Linda laughed. “I love it. You look even more pathetic.” She pulled a ball gag out of her dresser drawer. “There are ways to shut you up, though.”
“Speaking of pathetic. Time for the ‘big’ reveal?” Julie asked. Her face hovering above mine. Looking down. Eyes boring into my skull.
“Sure. You do the honors. I already know what’s under there. Right, sweetie?” Linda held up her pinky and winked at me. “I think you WANTED to be naked 20 minutes ago. Are you shy in front of my roommate? Something you don’t want her to see?”
Julie towered over me. She took off the blazer. So tight and toned. I could tell even under her turtleneck. She was actually intimidating. Especially like this! Fuck! She looked me in the eye. “You don’t want me to see you naked, Alex?” She looked into the camera. “Anyone else wants a peek? I do. I’ve heard stories.”
“Julie, please. Don’t…” It came out as a whimper.
Linda took out her phone and pointed it at us. “We need some pictures, too, ” she giggled.
I looked down. Julie was pulling my waistband away from my abdomen with one finger. I could even see my little nub when I looked down. “Please don’t. For the love of God! I’m sorry! Julie, you don’t have to do this!”
She smiled at me. Winked.
“Yes, I do!”
She laughed, yanking my boxers fully off and out from under my feet in one quick motion. That’s it! Naked. Stripped of my dignity by two fully clothed women. Bare in front of them and whoever they show the pics and video to. I could feel a breeze touch me everywhere. I had never been, or felt, so totally exposed in my entire life. My heart raced. My penis tried to hide. I pulled at the cuffs.
Totally helpless. No way to cover anything!
*****
It was a blur, and my head spun. They were laughing, talking to the video camera, and Linda snapping pictures. Julie saw my little mushroom cap on full display, posing next to me and pointing at it. I struggled, my body and little nub jiggling—all 1″ of it.
Julie got in my face. “Oh my God. It’s so tiny! Poor Linda. All those years. You look like an out-of-shape girl with a big clit! Let’s call you Alexis!!”
They shrieked with laughter. They both took a minute to go back to their wine and take it all in.
“You think he looks like a girl now? You should have seen what I did to him before you got home. And he liked it!” Linda said.
She whispered in Julie’s ear. Julie shrieked with laughter. Fuck. Naked. Humiliated. On video. What next?!
“Let’s go smoke a joint, and you tell me all about it,” Julie said. “Don’t go anywhere.” She winked at me.
They went out on the balcony. Leaving me and the ever-recording camera alone. Now, what would they do?
They were out there for like 5 minutes, but it felt like an eternity. Cold. Naked. Hands over my head. Trying to will my dicklet to grow. Grow dammit! Fuck. They were laughing so hard out there. My balls had retracted. You couldn’t even really tell they were there. The head of my dick is the only part visible of all my junk.
Fuck.
I heard them come back in. Linda walked into the room. Julie popped her head in. “Hey, Alexis! I’m getting us girls some wine refills. Those pink cuffs look adorable.” Laughing her way down the hall.
Linda walked up to me. “If you do what you are told, you might just enjoy yourself. You WERE before Julie got here.” She slapped my bare ass. Flicked my nub with her finger. “You need to let yourself go. Get into it. Or this gets sent out. Could be a bit embarrassing!”
“How do I know you won’t just do it anyway?” I asked.
She went into her dresser drawer again and pulled out a small bottle of baby oil. “You don’t. So shut up and take it like the girl you wanted to be 20 minutes ago. Or I can shut you up.” She held up the ball gag.
Fuck. I’m screwed. I have just to do whatever these women want. Julie came back into the room. Two full glasses of wine. They started sipping.
“You look pretty, Alexis,” Julie said. ” I’ve never felt a chubby body like yours. And such a cute little clit. I have never touched a dick that small.”
They laughed. Linda handed her the oil. Julie started with my chest. Lots of slick oil. She did my belly. Rubbing her hands all over my moobs. Playing with my nipples. A slight moan escaped. It felt good.
“I love your titties, Alexis,” Julie said. This was humiliating. And hot. But they filmed me. I had just to give in. It felt so right. “Do you like having your tits played with?” Julie asked.
“Yes,” I moaned.
I was getting that helpless but sexy feeling again. Julie’s hands swirled over my soft tits and belly. I moaned. She giggled. Breathing on my neck. I was getting so aroused. Trembling. Is this how a girl feels? She rubbed under my belly, along the top of my abdomen.
“Mmmmmmm… Oh… God,” I moaned again.
My legs had spread wide open for her. Like a girl inviting a new boyfriend to explore her pussy. My acorn twitched.
Linda picked up the video camera. “I think Alexis might like it if you did what I told you about outside. That would be VERY sexy for her. Don’t you think so, Julie? See? She has opened up for you.” Linda moved around to film us.
I was getting dizzy again. Excited. Scared. Turned on. Julie covered her hands in oil. Towering over me, she slid her hands down my abdomen. She circled my nub with her thumb.
“Would you like me to play with your little clit, Alexis?” Julie asked seductively.
“Yes, Julie,” I cooed. She rubbed my head with her thumb and a finger. I couldn’t help it. “Oooooooo… Ohhhhhhh…” escaped my lips.
My nub actually grew a bit as she played. But only to a couple of inches. It felt good. I was biting my lower lip. Starting to feel the way I had with Linda. She was massaging my head like a clit. I was moaning steadily. Linda was moving around us. Getting footage from all angles.
Linda directed, “You should play with her pussy.”
Julie moved behind me. My restrained arms stretched as she slid in. I felt her clothed body against my skin. Her hand was still oily. She slid it down my ass between the cheeks. The other one grabbed my tit and pinched my nipple.
“Mmmmm… Oh, yes…” I let out involuntarily.
She breathed into my ear. Licked the edge of it. “Do you want me to touch your pussy, Alexis?”
I was hers. “Yes, Julie. Oh, yes. Touch my pussy,” I whispered.
Sounding so feminine. Julie slid her hand past my ass, reaching under, and started slowly fingering me like Linda had. But from behind. Oh, this felt amazing. I groaned. As she stroked from taint to between my shriveled, tiny, smooth ball sac, it made my dicklet jiggle each time. They were both laughing, but I just didn’t care.
Linda filming. I started to whimper in that girly way. My tiny dick refused to grow any further. Flipping and jiggling ridiculously. Head spinning. I felt drunk. And so good. And feminine. I hung by my hands and started grinding into Julie’s hand. Rolling my hips.
“Oh, oh, oh, ooooohhh,” I moaned.
They were still laughing and joking, but I was in my world. Julie said into my ear, “You really love this, don’t you?”
I did, truly. It was humiliating but amazing. “Yes, Julie. Mmmmmm… Ohhhhhh…”
“Do you like being my girl, Alexis?”
She pressed harder into my balls. She pulled hard on my pink nip.
“I love being your girl, Julie!” Linda had the camera hard on us. “Oh yes! Oh yes! Ooohhhh!” I was almost screaming.
Three ropes of jizz shot out of my jiggling little penis. Linda got a close-up. It just kept leaking. I was still moaning loudly. Coming down from the orgasm.
“Oh, she came,” Julie said and moved from behind me.
She slapped my ass hard. I had never cum limp before. Or hands-free. It was a different kind of orgasm. One of the best I ever had. Linda put the camera back on the tripod. Julie wiped her hands off using my shirt and went to her wine. They looked at me.
“Nobody had to touch you. You came like a girl, too!” Linda said.
The two women giggled.
I was gasping for breath. So humiliated. My cum had landed on my pile of clothes. Would they ever show this video around? Was it a bluff? Damn. “OK. So, let me go now?” I whispered. My dick had retreated again.
Linda held the key to the cuffs. “Sure. We’ll unlock you. But we aren’t quite done here yet.” She scooped up all my clothes and walked out the door. “Julie, can you unlock Alexis and bring her to the living room?” She was gone.
*****
Julie came over, got next to my ear, and said, “I really enjoyed that. And I could tell you did, too. Now, before you leave, you have to do one more thing. We want to make sure you look as sexy as we made you feel.” She unlocked the cuffs and pointed at the dresser. “Your clothes are not right for a girl.”
I walked over. Julie smacked my bare ass. There was a lacy sheer pink thong and a pair of pink wedge sandals that looked too big for either woman. The same color as my ladylike nipples. They were so big and hard. She picked up the camera. “Get dressed, Alexis.”
Fuck. OK. I slipped on the thong. It felt silky. Smooth on my nub. Very sexy. It was tight enough to keep the whole thing flat. It wasn’t even there. I slipped into the wedges. They fit 4″ platforms.
“Very nice!” Julie said and walked up behind me and cupped my ass. She felt up to my titties. Still so oily. “Do you feel sexy?”
I looked in the big mirror. If it weren’t for the head and face, an overweight woman would be looking back at me. “I do.”
We went to the living room. Linda took it in. “She looks cute, ” Linda said, holding up her phone. Now you can pose for some pics, sweetie.”
They had me pose in so many pin-up girl poses. I did feel something. It was wrong and erotic. And womanly. And sensual. I was just getting horny again when Linda brought out her big vibrator wand.
She had me go on all fours in the middle of the living room. And vibed my taint through the panties. She started bumping it into me. Feeling like a cock that wanted in. As I rocked back and forth, my little hanging tits jiggled back and forth. I had a screaming orgasm without even getting slightly hard. In the panties! And almost no cum! Another intense one. It sounds like Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally.
Julie filmed it all. Both laughing about my second very female orgasm.
Linda went to her bedroom and put a few things on the table: my wallet (empty; she took the 500 bucks), my keys, and my phone.
“I’m keeping everything else. You can wear that outfit home, Alexis.”
Fucking figures. At least it’s dark. I quickly left, down the stairwell, and ran to my car. Wedge sandals loudly clack. Exposed ass cheeks jiggling. Titties shaking up and down.
I hear a wolf whistle. “Goodnight, Alexis!” Julie yelled from their balcony. She held up the video camera. “See you later!”
I made it home without getting pulled over. That would have been awkward. Pulled in the garage. What a night.
As scared as I was scared that they would show all their friends, or even mine, what they did to me. The things they filmed me saying! In spite of all that, this had been a wild experience. Like a new kink was unlocked.
I looked in the mirror. It was kind of cute. Look at my ass in that thong! The wedges perked my ass. And made my calves look great. But hairy. Before bed, I showered. Shaved my legs. Felt sexy. I dreamed about it that night. It’s been years since I had a wet dream.
I wondered what was next. Would Linda and Julie try to blackmail me? Who knows. Would they ever want me to do this for them again? Would I do it again if I had a choice?
I would get the answer. Sooner than I ever thought!
To Be Continued…?
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