The Erotica of Al X : Orion Dog - Episode 4
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Summary: A dominating wife takes her sissy husband out to an adult theater, to find him a real penis to suck. .
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How easy it had been for Rick to become a sissy at home. At first he had felt funny when his wife made him dress up in panties and camisoles, embarrassed to have her stare at his fifty-something body in frilly clothes. But his embarrassment was overshadowed by the thrill and excitement he felt whenever she initiated one of their 'sissy sessions', when she made him dress like a woman and satisfy her with his tongue. He even enjoyed when she used an anal vibrator on him or made him taste his own cum.
But these sessions always took place in the privacy of their home, where no one else could see him. That changed the afternoon he went to the bedroom and found the following on the bed: the blue nylon panty designated as his sissy panty, a matching blue silk camisole, large woman's slacks with a zipper in the back, her old pair of loafers. As he stared at the attire, his wife came up behind him.
"We're going out today," she said as she pressed her body against his backs.
"Annie, I'm not sure I'm-"
"We're going out today," she said firmly, making it clear that she was fully in charge. "And we're going to that adult theater where the men take their cocks out. My pussy's getting wet just thinking about it"
She pushed him down by his shoulders, and he lowered himself to the floor. He turned and knelt before her, and as she lifted the short skirt she was wearing, he moved aside the leg band of her panties and began to lick her pussy. She was right - she had gotten wet just thinking about it.
"And maybe my sissy will get lucky today. Would you like that? To take one of those cocks in your sissy mouth?" She grabbed his head and pressed it firmly against her sex. "Just like in all those e-mails and stories you wrote."
He held onto her chubby legs and sucked her, his tongue finding her clit. He was glad she had found those computer files, that she had learned of his online 'Orion Dog' persona. He kept licking her and it didn't take long for him to bring her off.
When she was finished she sat in the rocking chair in the corner. She was dressed uncharacteristically sexy today - extra makeup, a tight top holding her large breasts, a short black skirt. "Time to get dressed," she told him.
As he removed his pants she pointed at his erection. "Is that from sucking my pussy or thinking about you sucking a cock later?"
"Both," he admitted. He stripped off his underwear and picked up the nylon panty. He was hard and leaking, but he managed to put it on. Next was the camisole. When he put on the woman's slacks, his wife went to him to zip him up. After she did, she ran her hands over his ass. "Maybe we'll even find a man to fuck your ass!"
He didn't say anything, but the thought excited him so. He slipped into the loafers, and turned around.
"I won't make you wear makeup. Not yet." She patted his cheek. "Is my sissy ready?"
He caught his reflection in the big mirror on the bureau. He felt scared and nervous, but his erection formed a large bulge in the tight slacks. He wasn't positive he was ready to go out, but he nodded, and soon they were in the car driving north to the adult theater. With each passing mile Annie got hotter, and soon she had her legs spread and her fingers in her panty. At the light a few blocks before the theater, she stuck her wet fingers in his mouth and made him suck them like a cock. "Very good, sissy. Now let's see how you do with the real thing!"
He got out of the car first, glad that she had allowed him to wear her windbreaker, so passersby couldn't tell that he was dressed in women's clothes. As he approached her door, she opened it herself and swung her legs out, allowing her short skirt to slide up her thighs and her legs to part. She may have been overweight and in her fifties, but today she looked hot, sexy, slutty.
At the ticket window she flirted with the man behind the counter, a twenty-something punkish guy with piercings and tattoos. "Do the men really take their cocks out in there?"
"They sure do," he said with a smile.
"Good! We love to see cocks." She turned to her husband. "Don't we."
It was humiliating and embarrassing, but Rick was fully turned on. "Yes, we do."
She opened his windbreaker to revel his silk camisole. "Isn't she pretty?"
The man shrugged, not interested in the sissy, but obviously turned on by Annie, a woman old enough to be his mother. He leaned forward to the ticket window and stared down at her chubby legs in the skirt.
Rick couldn't believe what his wife did next. She leaned forward and asked the man: "Do you ever go inside and take YOUR cock out?" When the man nodded, she told him, "Well, you know where to find us." And with that she took her sissy husband by the hand and led him inside the theater.
The lobby was dimly lit and dank, with posters of old porno flicks on the wall. Two black men smoked cigarettes in the corner. They eyed the couple, and smiled as she removed Rick's windbreaker. "Why, look at you!" his wife said as she tweaked his erect nipples poking through the silk camisole. "I'm excited, too," she whispered, glancing at the two black men. "My pussy is on fire. How is yours?" She reached down and rubbed his cock through the pants.
He was fully hard. He wanted to hurry inside the theater, to get a seat and take off his pants. But she had other ideas. She opened her purse, dug inside, and handed him a lipstick. "Go in the men's room and put this on. And hurry, before I get fucked by those men over there."
He hated leaving her, but he knew better than to disobey. He rushed inside the men's room. He needed to urinate, but it took a while to calm his penis down. When he finished, he went to the mirror and opened the lipstick; she had chosen a torrid red. Before he could apply it, a man walked in, an eastern man - Indian or Pakistani - who went to a urinal. Rick watched him in the mirror. He wanted to wait to put on the lipstick, but he knew his wife was out in the lobby, so he began putting on the lipstick.
As he did, the stranger turned his head and saw Rick in the mirror. "Your lips look very pretty," he said in a thick east-Asian accent.
Rick didn't answer, but he kept staring at the man in the mirror. At first he thought the man was urinating but it soon became apparent that the man was stroking himself. He knew he should turn away, but he was transfixed and kept staring. Then the stranger smiled and turned his body, showing off his long, thin cock in his hand. Rick kept staring, suddenly filled with an urge to kneel before the stranger and suck him off.
"Is this what you want?" the man asked, turning more to show off more of his cock.
Rick fought his desires and hurried out of the bathroom. His wife was in the lobby chatting to the two black men. "Here she is now," she laughed as she left them to join her husband.
It was all too much for Rick - wearing women's clothes in public, his wife talking dirty to strangers, watching the Indian man's cock - and he was almost dizzy with excitement, anxiety, fear, desire. He thought about changing his mind, about telling his wife that they had gone too far, but by the way she was pulling him into the theater, he knew it was too late to undo their path.
The theater was fairly small, with about a hundred seats, few of them occupied. They sat in the center of the back row, and when Rick looked up at the screen he saw a middle aged white woman being DP-ed by two black men. "That could be me," his wife said. Already her legs were spread. "Finger me," she ordered, and he leaned over. His fingers slid up her thigh, under her skirt and into her panties. "Look at the size of that cock - wouldn't you like your sissy lips wrapped around that?"
Playing with her pussy, he debated telling her about his bathroom experience, but decided to wait. Then, a few minutes later, someone entered the theater and sat in their row, six seats away from them. It was the Indian man. He glanced at the couple and smiled, then sat back in seat and devoted his full attention to the movie. Soon he was rubbing himself through his pants, and not much later he undid his zipper.
Husband and wife kept stealing glances, and when the man noticed their attention, he obliged them by opening his pants more and taking out his cock. "I want to see it," Annie told her husband. "I want to get closer."
She wasn't asking for permission. She scooched out of her seat and moved down so she was two seats next to the man. Rick followed like a puppy, staring at her ass in the short skirt. The stranger was unfazed; he merely smiled as the couple stared at his cock. He even flexed it a bit so it bobbed up and down without him touching it. Then he turned and patted the empty seat between them, and in proper accent, said "Come closer. I won't bite."
Annie moved into the empty seat; Rick took her seat. "You have a lovely cock," she told him in a heated whisper. "My sissy thinks so too."
"Would you like to touch it?"
She turned to her husband. "Do you mind?" And when Rick shook his head, she reached over and caressed his slim pole. She ran her fingers up and down, and he leaned back more, obviously enjoying each stroke.
"May I see your pussy?" he asked.
When Annie looked at her husband, he reached over and hiked her skirt up, showing off her thighs and panty. After she spread her legs, Rick pulled the panty's leg band. Her pussy was fully exposed.
"May I touch it?" This time the stranger directed the question directly to Rick, who again answered with just a nod. The stranger reached across her lap and when his long brown fingers patted her pussy she let out a little shriek. She looked at Rick with an expression of lust and passion he couldn't remember her ever having before. Rick watched the man's finger disappear into his wife's cunt, and his wife's finger dance up and down on the strangers cock.
The man leaned towards her. "You're going to make me climax. Would you like to put your mouth on me?"
She shook her head. "I think my sissy husband would enjoy that more." She turned to Rick. "Wouldn't you?"
Rick gulped as they both looked at him, waiting for his answer. He panicked. "I can't… I don't want- … There's so many diseases out there."
And then she said something that shocked him. "Relax. VeeJay's clean." It took a few seconds for him to realize that this was no stranger, this was a man his wife knew from one of her volunteer activities, a recent widower Annie had spoken of a few times. "His cock is clean and ready for a sissy to get down on his knees and suck him." Annie's breathing was getting more unsteady. She placed her free hand on Rick's shoulder. "I want to see your suck his cock. Now."
And so he slid off his seat and over his wife's legs and between VeeJay's legs. His knees hurt a bit on the hard floor. He put both hands on VeeJays thighs and got a close-up view of his wife jerking VeeJay off.
"Please hurry," VeeeJay pleaded, "I'm not sure I can last much longer."
Rick leaned forward and opened his mouth, and felt the man's cock slide into his lips. He moved his hands up to replace his wife's hand and squeezed the cock. He felt the cock in his mouth and against his tongue and against the back of his mouth. As he bobbed his head, he heard his wife say, "My sissy's a good cock-sucker, isn't she."
"You have trained her well."
"With a fat dildo!" Annie started moaning, on her way to her own orgasm.
Rick had wanted this for so long, had fantasized about it for years, had jerked himself off imaging this scenario, and here he was kneeling on the floor, the Indian's man cock beginning to pulse in his mouth. He used one hand to rub himself through his slacks, and soon he was cumming in his panty, as his mouth was filled with hot cum.
"You better swallow it all," his wife ordered. And he slurped up the cum, swirling it in his mouth, and even though he wanted to gag and cough, he managed to get one swallow down, then a second. VeeJay was smiling, nodding his head in approval.
His wife was shaking her head at him, not quite believing just how much of a sissy he really had become. And standing at the end of the row, the two black men were watching in disbelief. Rick stood up.
"Did you enjoy that?" his wife asked. "Let me see." She felt the front of his pants, at his wet spot soaking through his panties. She squeezed his cock tight, almost enough to cause him pain, a reminder that she was in charge through all these sissy sessions. "And what do you have to say to VeeJay?"
He looked at the man, slender, good looking, twenty years younger than himself. "Thank you."
"For?" his wife prodded.
"For letting me suck your cock. For cumming in my mouth. For fingering my wife's pussy."
"Such a good sissy," she said in a mocking tone.
Suddenly uncomfortable with the reality of this scene, Rick said, "We should go." Fortunately his wife agreed. They said goodbye to Vee Jay and she led the way down the row to where the two black men still stood. They didn't move when she reached the last seat; they made her squeeze past them. And he couldn't be sure but it looked like her hand brushed their cocks 'accidentally' as she passed.
In the lobby Annie allowed her husband to use the men's room to remove the lipstick before heading outside. In the dingy bathroom he stared at his reflection in the mirror. His pudgy face had smeared lipstick and cum stains in his stubble. His first day out as a sissy was coming to an end. How to describe what he felt: dazed, confused, unsure of himself and his wife. But one thing he knew for sure - he had just had the most incredible sexual experience of his life.
Written during December, 2006 / Revised January 5, 2007
The author welcomes your comments and suggestions for future stories.
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