The life of John (Gay/Sissy/Femdom/Cuck SPH)
On their first date, John suggested a movie and a meal, but no Melanie wanted the full romantic restaurant and all the trimmings. As usual, what Melanie wanted Melanie got, or she would cause a bad atmosphere for anyone or anything. That night on their first date, they arrived back at Melanie’s mum’s house, and half expecting an invite in, John stood waiting as they said their goodnights. Because John only drove a Ford and not an expensive car, he did not even get a peck on the cheek, but Melanie had gotten under his skin, and he knew he would do whatever it took to please her.
As he waited, hoping for a kiss, her plump 48-year-old mother, Jean, came out in her dressing gown and looked down her nose at John. John was taken aback by Jean’s massive 48GG tits barely confined inside the dressing gown. Instantly Melanie was inside the door shut and bolted without so much as a thank you.
Thinking he had blown his chances with such a sexy-looking woman, John was surprised when he got a call from Melanie two days later. She did not ask if he was doing anything that night, but more matter of a fact when she told him he could take her out that night. They say love is blind, so John overlooked her abruptness and instantly changed his plans to accommodate Melanie’s wishes.
When he picked her up, she told him to book a room at the local hotel as they would get intimate that night. John could not believe his luck. This stunning woman was going to have sex with him, but not only that, she had told him that very fact before they even tried out. John should have been on his metal, for Melanie had a reputation as a heartbreaker, but he thought he could handle her, and besides, who would miss the chance of fucking this horny slut.
They drove to the local motel and booked a room. Melanie insisted on holding the key. Then once more, she insisted on being wined and dined in style. Melanie excused herself for a visit to the lady’s room and was gone for thirty minutes, and like the good little obedient slave, John sat patiently.
Eventually, Melanie returned and slowly ate her way through the main course and dessert before faking a yawn and suggesting they retire to their room. Well, not so much suggesting but more like demanding. Once inside the room, she ordered John to strip and burst out laughing at his poor equipment but still suggested that maybe he knew how to use it to good effect as its size would never fill her needs. She then told him to put on the things she had laid out for him to wear. When John looked laid out on the bed was a black lacy Basque, two small grapefruits, a suspender belt, bright red fishnet stockings, and bright red crotchless panties. John began to protest until Melanie said no dressing up, then no sex, and no clothes to go home in either.
When given the ultimatum of wearing some female clothes and fucking a red hot horny woman and not dressing up and walking home naked with his tiny prick rock hard, what man would not dress to please such a sexy-looking woman? Reluctantly John put on the Basque and used the grapefruits to fill out the bra cups. Next, he put on the panties, and his poor four-inch rock-hard cock poked through the crotch area, next he slipped on the suspender belt and finally felt the strange but sexually stimulating of the fine nylon stockings sliding up his legs. When fully attired to Melanie’s satisfaction, he was paraded before a full-length mirror outside the built-in wardrobe.
Suddenly the door flew open, and his eyes were blinded by a flash as someone took a picture of him dressed as a woman only with his tiny cock poking out. Out of the wardrobe stepped a brown-haired plumpish woman he knew as Jean. She instantly laughed at his discomfort and quickly grabbed his four-inch cock pulling it sharply as she swore, “This little thing would never do. Look, Melanie, I am holding it in four fingers pity three of them are gripping fresh air!”
Then John was made to pose as the mother took many photos, supposedly for Melanie’s wedding album. It never registered with John that she had mentioned the wedding album. He did notice that his clothes were gone, and he had two choices: grin and bear the situation and hope it would be over soon or undress and leave stark naked and try to get home the three miles to his house.
He did not fancy risking being arrested as a streaker, so he decided to sit it out and see what happened; hopefully, he would get at least a fuck for his troubles. He was made to stand at the foot of the bed and watch his blonde bombshell Melanie and her mother, Jean, have a sixty-nine incestuous lesbian session. Then he was made to wank off his poor little dick, but the strange thing was that he was ordered to face the wardrobe when he did it.
An hour after arriving at the hotel room, he was given his shirt and shoes and all the clothing he was allowed, although he was given his keys and told his trousers and other items would be returned tomorrow. Then he was bustled out the door and into the motel car park. Quickly he hurried over to his car and drove home, hoping not to get pulled over by the police as he did so.
Once safely at home, he recalled his exploits of the night and suddenly realized that he still had not fucked Melanie despite him dressing as she had instructed him. However, when he removed his shirt and looked at himself in the mirror, he no longer saw plain John looking back at him. Now he saw Joanie, a large-breasted crossdresser with shapely legs encased in nylons. If he ignored the small dick which still poked through the crotch of the panties and imagined it was a clit he saw a sexy young female looking back at him.
He could not resist going to bed dressed as he was and playing with his cock, only now it was just a clit to be stroked, rubbed, and flicked. In minutes he was staining his sheets and lay in the wet patch, thinking how his life had changed in the last hour and a bit. Little did he know how much a change was still to come.
The next morning Saturday, he had a lay in, still wearing his Basque and stockings, when he heard someone downstairs; he grabbed his dressing gown and had only got it half on when a big black guy burst, quickly followed by Melanie and her mum. Melanie introduced the big black guy as Wayne and announced he was her real boyfriend. Jean then spotted what John was wearing and said, “Look, the little wimp has not changed out of his new wardrobe even!”
Then Wayne thrust a packet into John’s hand and said, “Look at these, and then we will talk properly!”
John opened the packet, and many photos dropped onto the floor. Of those that landed the right way up, he could see himself wanking off dressed as this woman. He winced as he looked toward the three others in his bedroom.
Melanie now spoke, “John, I know you earn a fucking good living, and I have decided that you will keep me in the manner I wish to become accustomed to, so here are the things you have to agree to, or these photos will wind up on the internet and at your workplace, real quick!” Melanie continued, “We will get married, so I can legally handle your finances. Mum and Wayne will move in with us, and you will become my slave doing whatever I tell you to do, and boy, you had better do it quickly and well!”
Jean said, “You will use your tongue to make all of us happy because your little fucking prick won’t do it! You will cater to all our needs, cooking, cleaning, and anything else we see fit to demand!”
“Oh, and yes, John, Wayne will be sleeping in our marital bed, and you will sleep on a mattress on the floor! You will carry out Wayne’s wishes as if they were my own or face the consequences of your work colleagues finding out about your fetish for dressing as a woman and your poor excuse for a cock!” Melanie pointed out.
“Yes, John, you will become the cuckold of the house, and when I need my cock cleaned after it has been up Melanie’s asshole or Jean’s asshole, you will happily do that! Of course, you will be required to lick clean their cunts after I have properly filled them, of course!” Wayne added.
John was crestfallen and knew he would never be able to stop this, for he had discovered he liked being dressed as a woman, and the only real stumbling block was he would never bring himself to suck a cock let alone a black cock. Knowing he was beaten but hoping to find a solution to his problems, he reluctantly agreed. He was told to dress but leave his women’s things on beneath his clothes, for they needed to find a suitable house for them all to live.
Of course, John knew this would be at his expense, and he would not even be able to have a say in its size, cost, or location.
So it was that Melanie handed John a leaflet which showed a five bedroomed house, he was not asked his opinion of this house but told to buy it. John knew he had to stand up to them, but the threat of exposure as a cross-dressing small pricked wimp was too much, so he merely agreed and phoned his bank to arrange the house purchase.
That night, Melanie and her Mum, Jean, stayed at John’s house. They enjoyed a three-course meal prepared by John, dressed in a French maid’s uniform. Beneath which, he had to wear a bra padded out with the grapefruit, suspender set, and black fishnet stockings. As the two women ate, he had to stand in the corner facing them with his skirt held up and his poor little cock on display. Suddenly Jean produced a small cocktail sausage from her handbag and began simulating oral sex on it after declaring it larger than John’s dick. Melanie giggled as she took the cocktail sausage and pushed it up her cunt before ordering John to come over and suck her cock.
This was a test for John, only he was not yet aware of the implication of his next actions, for he dutifully knelt between Melanie’s legs and began to eat the sausage until he was reminded that he should be sucking it, not eating it. Suddenly he felt a large stinging sensation on his asshole as Jean spanked him at her daughter’s chastisement of his efforts.
When the meal was over, John went to the kitchen to wash up and grab a sandwich for his tea. He was sternly reminded that he had better do as he was told or else. When finally summoned to the living room, he found Melanie and Jean stark naked. Melanie’s 36D tits dwarfed by her mother’s 48GG, Secretly John noted that his future mother-in-law’s nipples stood proud and erect by almost three-quarters of an inch, while Melanie’s nipples stood half an inch proud of her tit flesh. Again John was ordered to display his poor excuse for a prick by removing his uniform.
Just as Melanie and Jean caressed each other, the doorbell rang, and John was sent without hesitation to answer it. He half opened the door standing behind it to avoid the visitor seeing his state of undress, though he need not have worried, for Wayne barged his way in, knocking John flying. He never apologized but cursed John for being so stupid as to stand behind the door.
A rather dazed John followed Wayne into the living room; Wayne was busy shedding his clothes. Melanie and Jean must have been expecting him, for they never batted an eye as they continued sucking each other’s impressive tits. When Wayne was naked, he put John to shame as his soft six-inch cock dwarfed John’s stiff four inches. As it hardened, Wayne’s cock lengthened to ten and a half inches of rigid black steel.
Jean and Melanie were soon drooling over its length and thickness while pointing at John’s small equivalent cock. There was a fair amount of snickering and whispering as they humiliated John to the point he almost left the room, but he knew if he did, he would be in serious trouble. Then Wayne pulled away, and John was told to come closer to him; then, he was ordered by Melanie to kneel and suck Wayne’s cock, preparing it for her soaking cunt.
Reluctantly John knelt and felt himself go bright red as he stared this monster-cock’s straight in the eye. Wayne demanded that he open his mouth and accept a superior cock. As John did so, he was unaware of the camera clicks as Jean and Melanie took pictures of his submission to black cock. Soon John had his first taste of another man’s cock, a black man’s cock; it was no way near as bad as he had supposed, and he soon got into the swing of sucking it, albeit to a chorus of what a cock sucking wimp! A faggot for black cocks!
So Wayne began to control John’s mouth and thrusts his cock into John’s throat; then his big black hands gripped the back of John’s head, and a quick combination of a powerful cock thrust and a yank of his hands forced his monster cock into his throat and holding his head tight to his pubic bone. John began panicking as he fought for air until his natural reactions took over, and he managed to gasp air through his nose. All this was to the amusement of Melanie and Jean. It still felt alarming to him to have his mouth and part of his throat stuffed full of baby-making cock.
For fifteen minutes, John endured this thick black cock powerfully plunging into his throat, powerless to resist, scared to object to being used and abused. Melanie delighted in calling John a cock sucking slut, while Jean urged John to prepare the cock properly for their pleasures, making it plain to John he was sucking it before it fucked both of these women, and she even told John he would be sucking their cunts clean of Wayne’s jizz.
John was then made to watch as Wayne’s thick ebony cock parted Melanie’s cunt lips. With Jean’s vocal support, Wayne fucked Melanie hard and fast; Wayne also told Jean she was next to be speared by his woman-pleasing stick. Then he turned and sneered at John. “You white piece of shit, you’re going to be busy lapping my jizz out of their cunts.”
Then Jean leaned in to whisper to Wayne, who laughed out loud and stared at John before he told John to turn round and show him his boy pussy. As John nervously turned round and at Wayne’s snarled command, he pulled his asshole cheeks wide apart, displaying his anal ring. Melanie squealed a cackled laugh as she declared, “See, he knows his place already, as a spare boy pussy to be fucked when we can’t satisfy Wayne!”
This filled John with a sense of dread but blatant excitement simultaneously. John now questioned his masculinity as he wondered if, deep down inside, he was at least bi-sexual. For him too long to feel that thick black baby-making cock ravaging his virgin asshole was a new sensation he would never have believed he would want to try, let alone contemplate.
Suddenly Melanie screamed her orgasm as Wayne thrust and held his prick deep inside her cunt, it’s head pressing against her cervix. Wayne’s cock spurted forth its powerful seed deep inside Melanie, who wailed her way through several orgasms. Jean furiously rubbed her thick hairy cunt lips as she anticipated her turn on this fuck machine of a cock. When Wayne pulled out Melanie’s well-stretched cunt, his white baby-making seed began to dribble.
Wayne then made John suck his cock clean before he pushed John’s head down between Melanie’s legs. Soon John’s mouth was mashed against her cunt lips, and his lips were smeared with Wayne’s cum. Hesitantly, he stuck his tongue into Melanie’s cunt; the bitter, salty taste invaded his senses as he lapped madly at her cunt. Soon he was carried away licking his future wife’s cunt, clean of her lover’s cream.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jean bouncing up and down on Wayne’s rock-hard ten inches of pure lust-making stick. How he wished he had even two-thirds as much cock as Wayne. Not only was Wayne fucking John’s future wife, but he was also right now fucking John’s future mother-in-law in full view of John, and to boot, he was threatening that John’s asshole was not exempt from feeling the power of Wayne’s prick.
A silly thought ran through John’s mind right at that split second, was jizz fattening; mentally, he laughed, for he knew it was fattening in one way when it made a woman pregnant, but what about when it was orally swallowed? How would he be able to calculate its calories?
Suddenly Melanie slapped his face hard, “Wake up, you cunt! Keep licking me out, you worthless piece of shit!” she snapped. Instantly John redoubled his efforts in lapping at her cunt and swallowing the thick white cream that is Wayne’s jizz!
Suddenly Jean began wailing for Wayne to use his thick black cock to fuck her soundly as she bounced faster and faster on the cock splitting her cunt in half. Wayne suddenly gasped. He was cumming as he filled the second cunt of the night with his potent jizz. John was then dragged over and forced to suck his mother-in-law’s cunt clean as Wayne, without wiping his cock began to probe his anal ring. John thought his asshole was tearing wide open as Wayne’s cock filled his shit chute. The pain was indescribable, but soon it began to fade and was replaced with an untold feeling of complete satisfaction. John tried to concentrate on his sucking duties but was often jeered on by his mother-in-law.
Melanie soon floated around, taking snaps of Wayne’s cock ravaging John’s asshole. More blackmail evidence to control John. Soon Wayne deposited his third load of the night up John’s asshole. Wayne’s cock massaged John’s prostate gland and caused John to shoot his load without his cock being touched. Melanie went mad at John and made him lick his jizz from the floor while his asshole was still ravaged by this thick black cock.
When Wayne pulled out of John’s asshole, Melanie delighted in making John lick Wayne’s shit-covered cock clean while she took even more photographs. Later they retired to bed, Wayne, Melanie, and Jean in John’s master bed and poor John tied by his ankle to the bed head and his hands tied behind his back.
John got very little sleep, for it seemed no sooner had Melanie finished fucking Wayne’s cock than he was required to lick it out while jean tried all her skillful tricks to raise another erection from Wayne so that he could fuck her. John had swallowed six loads of Wayne’s jizz since he arrived. John’s asshole was so sore he dared not go to the toilet for anything other than a piss, not that he could as he was bound to the bed.
The next morning around the kitchen table, the discussion was about the wedding, while John was made to serve them all breakfast dressed in a little short skirt and low-cut top. Wayne even suggested that John buy an Auburn-haired wig and learn to wear makeup to become a sissy.
It was decided that the wedding be a fairly big affair as Wayne wanted to invite his ten black mates who would want to fuck the bride and groom. Jean suddenly demanded to know if she would be included in all this fucking. Wayne laughed out loud as he said who could leave out the matron of honor?
It was now six weeks to John’s enforced wedding, and this week, Melanie insisted she was the first to be kitted out for her big day. She chose a £600 wedding dress in satin ivory with pearl beading. However, she and Jean decided on matching underwear, and wouldn’t you know it, they decided to take John and Wayne along for the fitting.
Outside the lady’s department of a well-known department, they paused window shopping. Frequently they would embarrass John by asking his opinion on particular Basque or sexy French knickers, but always ended their question with, “Well, would you like to wear those, Wimp?”
Finally entering the store, they chose a matronly saleswoman, and Wayne and Jean took her to one side and spoke to her. John knew he was the subject of their discussion as the saleswoman kept glancing in his direction. It was not this so much as her expressions that humiliated him so. Soon Jean returned and said, “Agatha, the saleswoman has agreed to sort us out and is just arranging a private fitting room for us to try the things out!” Then, looking straight through John, she added, “She is curious to see if she has something special for one of our groups!”
Instantly John knew that someone was going to be him. Agatha now approached and guided the four of them through to a large stock room come fitting lounge. No sooner had the door closed. Wayne grabbed John by his coat collar and demanded he was a good little cuckold and did as he was told. John nodded. “Right then, cuckold, strip! Right now!” demanded Wayne.
So in full view of Agatha, Melanie, Jean, and Wayne, John began to remove his clothes, with Melanie telling him which item to remove next. She started with his jacket, shoes, and trousers. At this point, she made him raise his shirt tails and give a twirl, showing his black lacy, frilly panties, sheer white stockings, and suspenders off to all present. Agatha giggled as she said, “Oh, how very last year! We have much better, almost sheer transparently black frilly ones now!”
Next came his shirt to reveal the red satin Basque with black bows around the bra cups and hems. Finally, a humiliated John was told to explain why he was dressed as he was. “My mistress, Melanie, and her boyfriend, Wayne, as well as my prospective mother-in-law, Jean, had agreed that as I am not very well endowed as a male should be, I must be half female and therefore must dress as a half female, until at home when I must were my uniform!” John muttered,
Agatha enquired what uniform that was, and Wayne produced a picture from his inside pocket and shoved it into John’s hand, telling him to show it to Agatha. Reluctantly John stepped forward and passed the picture to Agatha, who looked at the picture of John dressed as the French maid. She commented, “If it were up to me, I would change that uniform for one of the new lines of Sheer gossamer negligees, which would show off the underwear all the time!”
Wayne smiled and added it was certainly worth a thought or two. As John stepped back from Agatha, he suddenly bumped into Jean. Instead of the expected torrent of abuse, John felt her hands slide around his waist, and in a sudden movement, his frilly panties were around his ankles, and Agatha burst out laughing, saying, “I see why you say he is not as a male should be!” She reached forward and cradled his tiny prick, declaring, “Why! I bet my clit is bigger than that baby dick!”
Wayne challenged her to prove it. Taken somewhat aback, Agatha soon recovered and hoisted her skirt around her waist and pulled her panties to one side, using her other hand to spread her cunt lips and reveal her clit. It was not larger than John’s weedy dick, but it was close. Agatha then took details of the type of underwear they wished to look at and was intrigued when Wayne demanded three duplicate sets of white stockings, bright red suspender belts, and black Basque with red hearts on them to finish off. He wanted black lacy panties.
Agatha thought it a picture-perfect idea for the bride, her mother, and the cuckold to be identically dressed but suspected that it was because of Wayne’s prenuptial plans. She disappeared, and Wayne told Melanie and Jean to undress while she was gone. Both demanded that John be blindfolded not to see what he was not man enough to sample. However, Wayne refused, saying, “I want John to see that he is not man enough for her. Furthermore, I want him to realize that his bride is my slut and, therefore, mine to command.
Slowly both Melanie and Jean undressed, Melanie’s 38D tits already sporting erect nipples, and her shaved cunt lips were pouting open, showing her excitement. Jean’s massive tits sagged slightly, as something so large was apt to do, with their erect nipples and her jet-black hair-covered cunt still glistening with her arousal. Wayne warned Jean that by the wedding day, he wanted her cunt shaved to match her daughter’s. Jean meekly nodded, and John winced when Wayne hinted that he, too, would have his genital area shaved, but this time by a waxing process. John knew how painful that process would be.
Just then, Agatha re-entered the room and was surprised to see the three naked bodies, although she feasted her eyes on the tits and cunts on display. Wayne then undid his trousers and dropped them and his pants to the floor. He glared at John, who had dared to look at his prize manhood, all ten and a half inches of it. Wayne snapped at John to get the fuck over here and on his knees. Instantly John obeyed and was face to face with Wayne’s black mamba of a cock.
A single word had John opening his mouth, and as Agatha stepped up real close, she watched John accept the thick black cock slide into John’s mouth. Meanwhile, with a nod and a wink from Melanie and Jean, they moved alongside Agatha. One on each side and almost simultaneously grabbed her tits through her clothes. A short session of fumbling took place as both sought to expose Agatha’s 44DD tits.
Then Melanie sank her lips around her right nipple while Jean latched on to her left nipple. Then between them, their hands disappeared up her skirt, and from Agatha’s squeals of delight, they were playing with her cunt. By now, Wayne’s cock was rock hard, and as Melanie and Jean exposed Agatha’s cunt to Wayne, he slowly sank his cock into her tight soaking wet cunt. For fifteen minutes, Wayne fucked her like an express train before spraying her cunt walls with his thick baby-making seed. Then John was thrust to the forefront to lick her cunt clean, and he had to show his white jizz-coated tongue several times to prove he was doing a good job.
Eventually, they dressed, and John paid the underwear bill. As Agatha thanked Wayne, Melanie, and Jean, she snarled at John that his tongue had been no better than average. With John carrying all the bags, they left the shop after Agatha invited them back at any time, and they would always be assured of her service.
All the way home, John was reprimanded for not pleasing Agatha to the required standard and was warned that if his skills did not improve, he would have his dick caged.
The following week Wayne could not accompany the women as they went to purchase John’s wedding tuxedo. So they headed to a well-known bespoke tailor, and this time, Melanie spoke quietly to the gay-looking blonde salesman. Again they were ushered into a fitting room, where Jean ordered John to undress and show Adrian, the salesman, what he had on beneath his clothing. Once more, John was wearing his black Basque, sheer stockings, and suspender belt, and once more, Jean and Melanie embarrassed John, this time by making him slowly reveal his cock from the frilly panties.
However, Adrian maneuvered himself to a position to see John’s asshole as she slipped his panties off. Then John was ordered to give a slow twirl, and Adrian smiled as he saw John’s poor excuse for a dick. The sight before him must have appealed to Adrian, though, for Jean suddenly pushed out her hand and stroked the hardening shape in Adrian’s trousers.
Adrian excused himself while he fetched the tape measure. Kneeling just inches from John’s weedy cock, he began taking the inside leg measurement, using any excuse to slide his hand over John’s cock. John was helpless to prevent his cock from reacting, and his four-inch cock sprang to attention, which earned him a hard slap on his asshole Melanie. However, the actual spank caused John to lurch his hips forward, and at that exact moment, Adrian moved his face closer, opened his mouth, and caught John’s dick.
John gasped as he instantly shot his load into the eager mouth of Adrian. The woman laughed out loud, declaring his fuck session lasted less than thirty seconds. Melanie devised quid pro quo and ordered John to suck Adrian’s cock. John was again on his knees, taking a cock while his bride-to-be and her mother mocked his skills as a cocksucker.
Eventually, having swallowed a load of jizz and been thoroughly humiliated by Melanie and Jean, he left the shop with his tuxedo. As punishment for his act of daring to shoot his worthless jizz from his pitiful cock, Jean announced that John would not be able to play with his cock anymore without their permission as she produced a rubber tube that had holes in the base.
She slipped it over John’s weedy cock and tied shoe laces through the holes, trapping John’s balls tight to the rubber tube. This prevented John from being able to slide it off his cock, and with it in place, he could not even touch his cock let alone have the ability to play with it. More importantly, though, as Jean pointed out, watch when John needed to go pee; for he would have to force his dick level, thus restricting his pee flow and causing some deft pain in his balls.
When Wayne finally arrived and viewed this gadget in place, he laughed and ordered Jean to fetch three liters of water, and John was made to drink all this in one go. Then they all sat around until a hopping John asked permission to go to the loo. Wayne instructed John he was allowed to go to the bathroom, but he had to stand in the bath and wait without peeing.
After hours, Wayne, Melanie, and Jean crowded around the bath, and John was told he could now pee. John’s first reaction was to try to point his cock down towards the plughole, but excruciating pain made him release his cock, and as it sprang upright, he suddenly sprayed his pee like a fountain, some hitting him in the face much to his audience’s amusement.
He was eventually allowed to shower and redress but still kept his dick keeper in place.
With only one more week to go to the wedding, it was almost time for John’s stag night and Melanie’s hen party. Of course, Melanie had to have her party first, and it had to be bigger and better than anything Wayne had planned for my stag night.
So on a Wednesday afternoon, Melanie, Jean, and Wayne turned up at John’s house, and he was told in no uncertain terms that this was to be the venue for Melanie’s hen party. He expected to be told that he had to vacate the house for the night, but instead, Wayne dragged him off to the bedroom and laid some clothes on the bed. His usual French maid’s uniform was complete with frilly white panties, an apron and cap, bright red suspenders and stockings, and last but not least. There was a black Basque. Wayne even warned him to ensure he was shaved, staring down at John’s crutch as he spoke.
Also, a vanity case was placed on the bed, and John was informed that at 6 pm tonight, he should come into the bedroom, put on the clothes then wait for Jean to come in and finish his appearance. Then Wayne placed a small suitcase beside the bed, saying this was a change of clothing for later. Suddenly Wayne swore, “Fuck, I forgot your false boobs, you little maggot of a man!”
John was then sent off to the local supermarket to get two cantaloupe melons the right size to fit the 36D cup size of the Basque. Of course, this was at John’s own expense.
When John returned, he was ordered to cook the buffet nibbles required for tonight and set out the drinks area. As he prepared the nibbles, Melanie approached him, stuck her hand inside his back pocket, removed his wallet, and removed the £250. She handed John his empty wallet and two receipts. John scanned the receipts and saw they were for the food and drinks for £75.00 and the clothing for £100.00.
He turned and said, “Melanie, these only add up to £175.00, not the £250.00 you have just taken!”
Melanie turned in a rage and snapped at him, “So you would begrudge your fiancée a little extra cash for emergencies! You had better get used to the fact, you small pricked wimp, that what is yours is mine, and what is mine is my own!”
Her rage was such that she threatened to strip him naked and tie him to the tree in his front garden, which would have left him on display to all his neighbors.
Humbly, John regained his senses and apologized profusely, asking Melanie to forgive his indiscretion because he worried about having enough money for the honeymoon. Suddenly Melanie smiled, stepped close to John, and said, “You need not worry, Darling. You won’t need any money on your honeymoon, as Wayne and I will take care of all honeymoon duties!”
How she stressed the honeymoon duties left John with no doubts that he was only going on the honeymoon as a servant and not as the groom.
When everything was ready, John looked at his watch and realized he had ten minutes before he was supposed to be in the main bedroom and dressed as a maid. He hurried up, took a quick shower, shaved carefully around his dick and balls, then slipped into the bedroom and slid the stocking up his legs. The feel of the silken stockings always caused his cock to twitch and harden. So by the time he was fastening the suspenders to his stockings, he had a raging hard, although it looked more like a stiff chipolata in John’s case.
The door sprung open as he eased into the Basque, and his future mother-in-law, Jean, walked in. She instantly mocked his puny thing trying its best to look like a cock and failing miserably. As John struggled to zip up the Basque behind his back, Jean called him fucking useless and stepped in to zip him in. She then told him she had a job for which he was suitably qualified. To John, this almost sounded like a compliment until she raised her skirt and pulled her stained panties to one side, and ordered him to lick out Wayne’s jizz from her juiced-up cunt.
John knew better than to object and immediately ran his tongue through her cunt lips, sucking up the thick white fluid as his tongue passed. He swallowed between each run of licks until he drew only her clear cunt juices. Jean slipped off her panties and delighted in making John suck the stained gusset until the stain changed from white to a wet patch.
Jean then made John slip the cantaloupe melons into the Basque bra cups before having him pull on his frilly white panties. Eventually, he was allowed to wear the maid’s dress, not the apron or the frilly cap. Jean opened the vanity case and pulled out a blonde shoulder-length wig. She soon had this on John’s head and produced a beauty kit.
Twenty minutes later, John was transformed into a transvestite, complete with his now long blonde hair, bright crimson lipstick, emerald green eye shadow, pink blusher, and heavy mascara. Then Jean instructed John on his duties early in the night. He was to talk as a woman when greeting those invited. With each guest’s arrival, John was to offer them a drink and some of the canopies. If a guest went to feel his tits, he would allow it but politely refuse if they tried to put their hand up his skirt. With that, she allowed him to return to the kitchen.
At 7.30 pm, the guests began arriving. There were three white women; surprisingly, six black males arrived for John. As he greeted them and offered them drinks, he heard them call him a queer. Wayne arrived almost as the last guest and felt up John’s tits, then he slipped his hand beneath John’s skirt, and John instantly pulled away, saying, “I am sorry, sir, but that area is off limits according to my mistresses.”
When everyone arrived, Jean and Melanie made their entrance. Melanie was wearing a black PVC jumpsuit, but with her tit area cunt out, so her 36D tits were openly on view. John noticed her cunt area was also on display because the jumpsuit had been cut so that anyone had easy access to her genital area. Jean was identically dressed only in a bright red PVC jumpsuit, and her huge 48GG tits sagged as she stood straight up.
Wayne stepped forward and demanded that the women present expose their tits and cunts before we went any further, and two of Melanie’s friends immediately stormed out of the house, never to return. However, the remaining Raven-haired woman laughed as she cut off her clothes. John estimated that she was about 21 years old, around five-six tall, and her tiny breasts could not have been bigger than a 34A. Her raven hair color continued over her cunt, showing she was a true raven-haired beauty.
Then Wayne called John over and instructed him to remove his uniform. To cheers and catcalls for the black guys, John slipped out of his maid’s dress. Wayne then made him tell everyone about his relationship with Melanie. John declared with a trembling voice that he was the guy who would be married to Melanie this coming Saturday. At Wayne’s prompting, he also added that he was dressed like this because he was not fit to be looked upon as a man, as his only true skill was as a cock sucking whore he dressed accordingly.
Next, Wayne demanded John remove his panties, just as Jean produced a felt tip pen and invited everyone present to sign John’s exposed asshole and genital area. Melinda, the only other woman present, stepped forward first and wrote on his pubic mound, ‘My name should be Justin, for no matter what, he would be just in!’ Then the black guys stepped up one at a time and added their comments. Most were along the lines of being a lover of black cock and balls. Wayne added the final scrawling across John’s asshole, declaring entry only to this boy’s pussy reserved for big black cocks.
John just hoped this pen was not a permanent marker pen, or he would be sorely scrubbing it off. Just then, Wayne dragged his monster 10-inch cock out of his trousers and made him kneel in front of him, and with the audience standing closely around, he probed John’s tonsils with his cock. From the corner of his eye, John saw Melanie fishing out not one guy’s cock but two guys’ black cocks. She was stroking one in each hand. Wayne ordered John to suck each of these cocks while he fucked Melinda. John could hear Melinda squealing as Wayne forced his cock into her, and He was instantly jealous, not that she was getting this great-sized cock but the fact that his cock would not have even parted her cunt lips enough to be seen as split.
As the two cocks John alternately sucked parted, he saw his future mother-in-law on her knees, taking a large black cock in her mouth while an even bigger one now speared its way into her cunt. His future bride Melanie was draped over a large black cock fucking her cunt as a second tried to enter her tight asshole. Suddenly John felt the jizz splashes hitting his face and cooling as he sucked a spurting cock. The other cock was now stroked by its owner to add its load all over his face.
Later John was extremely busy as he was made to lick all three women’s cunts extracting all the jizz he could get, and then he was made to suck the sperm from Melanie’s gaping anal ring. Unfortunately for John, as he cleaned up one cunt or asshole, the other two were being passed around and filled again by a seemingly endless supply of black cock meat. By the time the party began to break, his jaw had ached, and he felt bloated on all the jizz he had swallowed since 7.30 pm.
Tired and weary, he climbed the stairs hoping to slip into bed and sleep, but he was rudely awakened as he entered the bedroom, for Melanie and Jean were already unpacking the little suitcase he had seen beside the bed. Wayne made him strip before he was dressed in a bright red colored bra and panties set and a sheer white negligee with black bows. Just before the panties were pulled into place, Wayne produced a butt plug and insisted on inserting it up John’s anal ring. Jean told John he would sleep with this up, ready for Friday night’s stag do.
An exhausted John then crawled over to the mattress on the floor in the corner. As he tried to sleep, he heard his soon-to-be bride and her mother begging Wayne to fuck them all the more. John dreamed a strange dream that night, for he was suddenly a large cocked white male, yet it was not Jean or Melanie that he thrust his huge fifteen-inch cock into but a heavily bound Wayne’s asshole, although Melanie and Jean encouraged him to cuckold Wayne.
On Friday night, John was the center of attention as he was forced to accept Wayne’s cock up his asshole, and Wayne’s mate Leroy slid his large black cock into John’s gagging mouth. Both Jean and Melanie watched as Mel’s soon-to-be cuckold husband was spit roasted. Then John had to watch these master cocks fuck his wife and mother-in-law before licking them clean. Jean was taking Leroy’s cock up her asshole while John was supposed to be licking her cunt; suddenly, she lost control of her bladder muscle and splashed her urine all over John’s face, much to the amusement of everyone present.
That night John drank six loads of black baby-making seed and was not even allowed to wank himself off. Again his dreams were filled with large cock images in a reversed situation. He was always the masterful male and Wayne, his cuckold. These tormenting dream images only strengthened the cuckolding effect Wayne had over him.
Finally, Saturday arrived, and while Melanie and Jean prepared themselves at Jean’s house, Wayne was waiting downstairs for them. Leroy acted as John’s best man at John’s house and ensured he wore the special stockings, suspenders, and Basque. When Melanie was completely ready, Wayne entered her bedroom, and while her mother watched on, he threw Melanie onto the bed and pulled her wedding dress up over her waist and her knickers to one side as he ravaged her cunt. When he spurted her cunt full of his jizz he exposed her right tit and gave her a large love bite just where the dress would fail to conceal it, and he signed her tit just below her nipple with the words, ‘A Black man’s whore’
Pulling her knickers back into place, he stood her up and had her mother kneel between Melanie’s legs and rub her panties into the slimy mess which oozed from her cunt while taking Wayne’s cock up Jean’s asshole. Another load of jizz held in place by the thin fabric of a woman’s panties was left for John to lick and suck clean later.
Meanwhile, as John was dressed in his stockings, Basque, and just before he put his panties on, Leroy received a text message from Wayne telling him to let John Know his whore of a bride had a special load waiting for him. Leroy informed John and then made John bend over while he fucked his asshole, and as soon as he came up to him, Leroy plugged the leak with the butt plug.
During the civil marriage ceremony, the bride and Groom could feel the loads trying to run down the inside of their legs, while the matron of honor, Jean, had a bloated feeling in her asshole.
After a quiet reception, the five main characters from the wedding retired to John’s house, where Melanie was once more double fucked by Wayne and Leroy while John had to lick clean Jean’s asshole. Then Leroy made John remove his tux and make a big show of removing his butt plug. As soon as the butt plug fell to the floor, a large thick shit streaked white cream plopped to the floor. John was instantly told to lick it up and warned not to miss a single strand of the mess.
Melanie sucked off Wayne’s cock before kissing John and forcing the mouthful of jizz into his mouth and then welcomed him into the first day of the rest of his life.
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