Sunday, March 29, 2009

No more denial

I am home. My knees are wobbly. Weak.
Sissy's knees.
I've been on them all night.
She's asleep. She stopped waiting up. "just a night out with the guys..." i told her. I wasn't lying. Two guys. I've never been with two men ...
My asshole is sore. Still lubed. I'm in a pleasant dizzy state. My own shirt, stained by the cum on my chest. My mouth, slightly aching.
My cocklet. Also sore. From the intense ejaculation. And yet as i hear my wife snore from the upstairs bedroom, I feel ... sneaky. Like there's a few more precious seconds of freedom. Seconds that I must use before my privacy is all gone again.
I blink.
I don't know anymore how I got here. - must be drunker than i thought. I'm in the basement. Fucking my ass with the dildo I have extracted from its hiding place. My lubed ass is welcoming the feel of a nice big cock once again tonight - this morning.
My penis is still aching, but hard as a rock. I'm trying to find a free hand to stroke it. One is holding a dildo and the other ... Jesus! It's like I'm watching someone else.
I can't even believe this. The other hand is holding my cell phone. I've called a niteflirt girl. I'm hearing myself telling the phone sex girl how much of a sissy husband I am. She's calling me a queer. I tell her I want to get fucked in front of her. In front of my wife!
I barely know what i'm saying, just letting words flow. I stroke myself hard - then giggle as my boycunt squeezes the dildo out with nothing to push it in. The rush makes my cock twitch.
"I'm gonna ... ," i moan desperately to the girl on the phone. Then...
"Creak!"
I hear my wife getting up from the bed. Two floors up. But I know it's her.
I need to stop. Get to the kitchen.
Gripping the phone. I stand to pull up the sweats i had changed into. My hand is still not ready to stop. The phone girl moans. I clap the phone shut. But it's too late. Under my pants, my cock lets go. Warm wet spurts of cum splash the pants, run coldly down my leg. Sneaking up the stairs, I am still cumming.
We meet in the kitchen. I'm getting a glass of water. She leads me to bed. My cock pulses one last time. The cum running to my toes.
And the sissy falls asleep.

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

wow, I'm glad you're back

Anonymous said...

holy fuck. take as long as you need before you post again - it was worth it.

SxyTVinyl said...

I fully and enthusiastically concur with the two comments above!

Anonymous said...

You are one disgusting, filthy little sissy bitch.

Isn't it breathtaking?

SissyNYC

sissyharlot said...

It is. Breathtaking. Posting soon!

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Chaste Hubby said...

Love this post - please continue to add creative posts!

uk sparky said...

you should tell her, or hint to her,

Anonymous said...

Hate to be a spoiler, but I hope you are being 100% safe in your sexy exploits. It would be cruel to give your wife AIDS as her price for your secrecy.

sissyharlot said...

Spoil this. Commenter is either 1. An idiot who thinks he/she is reading a blog by a sociopath who would endanger his wife (and then wouldn't care about the comment anyway) or 2. and idiot who doesn't understand that sometimes we leave out details (such as using protection) for the sake of storytelling. But definitely 3. A coward for commenting that bullshit anonymously.

Anonymous said...

Oh my... great post!
I've done this very same... been a while. Maybe should again!! Thank you for posting, Z

Jennyuwhen said...

are you not posting honey ?

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