My ex-wife was on another date. We were still living together after the divorce, locked into a long term mortgage we couldn’t get out of. It was getting awkward sharing our tiny two-bedroom apartment.
She had complained about our marriage for a long time, saying she wasn’t fulfilled. I was struggling to come to terms with the breakup but she seemed to be loving her new freedom. I’d noticed she’d lost weight and was buying lots of new sexy clubwear.
Lately she was going out almost every night, dancing and drinking til late, always bringing back different men to fuck while I tried to ignore the sounds coming from the room next door. The walls were so thin it was like being in the room with them.
I had gotten quite lonely so I started watching a lot of porn and would sometimes load up a video, mute the sound and jerk off to it while I listened through the wall at my ex fucking.. I think this is what led me to watching threesomes, which led to voyeur porn and eventually cuckolding.
After a few weeks of this, I graduated to pegging, femdom, sissy and humiliation porn. The images imprinted on my mind were visions of men fucking women, women fucking men, and tiny dick sissy’s being made to watch and serve.
I had started watching hypnotic videos with instructions of dressing up and sucking cock and would often sneak into my ex wife’s room to sniff her underwear or try on her dresses.
One night, after watching porn in a sort of trance, I wandered into my ex’s room. In the corner was a basket full of her dirty lingerie. My brain was washed and I could hear a voice in my head telling me to look . I had no choice, I needed to see what was inside the basket. I leaned in and pulled out a red velvet bra. It felt so soft in my hand and I almost didn’t notice myself pick it up and hold it against my chest.
The voice became louder instructing me to try it on. I whipped off my t-shirt, fastened the bra, turning it around and sliding the straps over my shoulders. I felt so scared and excited, rummaging through the basket to look for more items.
I dug around to find a matching red velvet thong, quickly pulling off my jeans and boxers to try it on. What next? I thought as my fingers brushed against something very soft. I lifted my hand to find clung to my fingers a sheer stocking. A loud voice screamed in my head. ‘Try it on!’
I looked for the other stocking, trembling with excitement as I pulled it out of the basket. I ran to the bed to try them on. I’d seen my wife putting on stockings before, so I rolled them up in my hands as she did, joyfully slipping them over my toes and slowly rolling them up my legs one by one.
I stood up and wandered over to the mirror, admiring myself and running my hands over my body against the sheer stockings and velvet lingerie. I was in heaven. It felt so good to dress like a girl and I had to go further. I walked over to the wardrobe on tiptoes, swinging my hips, acting girly.
I opened the wardrobe doors and stared in wonder, marveling at all the sexy dresses. There were so many to choose from and my head was spinning. I passed a few options before stopping suddenly on a V-neck leather sparkly bodycon mini-dress. My heartbeat increased and blood rushed to my dick making me feel dizzy.
I snatched it off the hanger, pulling it up my legs over my stockings, shivering with pleasure as it stretched over my ass and up my body. I pranced back to the mirror criss-crossing my legs as I did so, trying my best to walk like a girl.
I watched my reflection, barely recognizing myself as I sat cross legged on the bed. I lay back on the bed feeling something hard under the pillow. Reaching to see what was there, I pulled out my ex wife’s rampant rabbit.
I heard the voice again. ‘Smell it!’
I did as ordered and ran the dildo under my nose smelling the stench of my ex’s familiar pussy. My tongue lashed out and licked it impulsively. I knew what I needed to do and began sucking it hard, covering it in spit.
I could see my reflection in the mirror and it turned me on! I swiftly ran the dildo between my ass cheeks, inserting it into my hole. The feeling was indescribable. I felt so womanly, so sexy and subservient.
I rammed it harder into my ass seeing how much I could take. Just as I thought I had reached my peak I accidently clicked a button and it began to vibrate inside me. I felt a trickle of cum ooze from my soft, limp dick as I pumped away at my ass.
The sound of a car pulling up on the driveway shatterred my impending orgasm. Quickly, I jumped off the bed, stuffed the rampant rabbit back under the pillow, grabbed my clothes and bolted back into my room.
I could hear my ex stumbling into the apartment with another guy. She was more drunk than usual and was swearing at him, calling him a pussy for not knocking someone out. I sneaked into my bed and pulled the duvet over myself, covering the slutty outfit I was still wearing.
She fell over a couple times as she walked down the hall towards her room, not making any effort to be quiet. Suddenly I heard her shouting as she entered her room, quickly stomping back out into the hallway. I jumped as she banged on my door.
“Hey pussy! What the fucking fuck!” she shouted through the door as she pushed her way in. “What the fuck have you been doing in my room. I know you’ve been in there, the bed is all messed up and the lights are still on.”
I pretended I was asleep.
She shook me, suddenly tearing the duvet off and revealing everything I was trying to hide. “Aah haha haha!” Her laughter echoed through me. I curled up in a wasted effort to protect myself.
“Oh dear. What a pathetic fucking loser, no wonder I left you.” She scowled. “Hey Isaac, come and see this.”
Isaac was one of the men my wife had been fucking on and off. He was tall and handsome with large biceps and a chiseled chest. A fitness instructor, the kind of pretty boy all the girls want to fuck. I hadn’t met him but when he spoke I recognized his voice.
“Wow! What a slut! Huh. What do you think babe? What shall we do with him?”
“HIM!” she snapped. “He’s not a man. SHE is a naughty little bitch who needs to be taught a lesson. Get your ass over here.” She grabbed me by my long hair and practically dragged me to her room. Isaac was laughing at me, his manly baritone voice making me feel instantly inferior.
As she let go, I slumped to the floor, watching her sift through the wardrobe for some belts and scarfs. She pulled one out and wrapped it around my mouth, tightening it and causing me to gag. She ordered me to put my wrists out in front of me and tied them tightly together. Lastly she wrapped a belt around my neck and strapped me to a wooden chair in the corner.
“Now. Since your such a blatant sissy bitch, you will not be allowed to touch that tiny little clitty excuse for a dick between your legs! If you do, I will tell all your family and friends that you dress like a girl and that’s why our marriage failed. You know they’d believe me. Now you stay there and watch, bitch.”
I struggled a little in a pathetic attempt to look less wimpy, realizing I could probably break free if I really wanted to, but I didn’t. I had heard her fuck other men before, now I wanted to watch.
Isaac stripped off and was proudly flaunting his glamour muscles as he stomped over to the bed. I noticed his long thick cock which swung between his legs. It was ginormous! Even soft it was probably at least eight inches. At best mind was four inches.
My ex stripped off her dress and tore off her bra, throwing them at my face. She strutted over to Isaac and dropped to her knees, grabbing hold of his massive soft cock. She turned to face me, stroking his dick and making it grow.
“This is what a real man looks like. Look at his big fat cock. Watch it grow. Look It’s almost as big as my arm!”
She bent over and swallowed around half his length. My mouth watered as I watched her suck his huge dick, her tits swinging as she bobbed up and down. Isaac looked down at me and stared into my eyes.
“You like this, don’t you? Is this turning you on? Oh look baby, her panties are all wet.”
I looked down and noticed what he was talking about. Beneath my miniskirt my red velvet thong was covered in precum. I didn’t even know when it had happened but i’d leaked all in my pretty panties. My face went red with embarrassment as my ex wife turned to look.
“You’re right,” she said. “She’s enjoying this.Maybe you should show her how good you can fuck me.”
She bent over sideways across the bed, slightly facing me as Isaac positioned himself behind her. His cock was now fully erect and stood up about a foot long. She howled as he thrust the tip inside, spitting on the rest of his cock to lubricate it before powerfully ramming at least two thirds deep into her gaping hole.
She screamed as he clung to her narrow hips, drilling his way into her deeper and deeper. She opened her eyes and cruelly mocked me.
“You love it, don’t you? I always knew you were a sissy bitch. That’s why I left you. You’ll never be a real man.”
Isaac was getting off on it too and rammed his cock harder into her, making her squeal. Her face grimaced as he pounded her with his enormous length of meat. She shook as he banged his dick into her hard. The sound of his balls slapping against her ass echoed around the room.
“Fuck!” she screamed. “Yes, fuck that pussy.”
I dribbled some more cum into my panties as I watched in awe at the sight of his monster cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Isaac was panting hard, his sweat glistening on his muscles.
“Ride my cock, you slut,” he grunted at her.
He threw her to the side and sat down facing me, pulling my ex on top of him. She hopped on him reverse cowgirl, as he slid his cock back inside her slippery pussy. As he fucked her from behind she bounced on top of him staring right at me.
“Oh yes, baby. Make me cum,” she begged as she grabbed his hands and wrapped them around her tits. She started frigging herself as he fucked her, panting loudly.
“Yes! Oh fuck yes,” she screamed in ectasy. “Tell me when you’re ready to cum, baby!”
He squeezed her tits hard, shuddering in pleasure as he worked his way up to an orgasm of his own. “I’m gonna cum,” he grunted.
She lept off and span around, sinking her lips over his cock as he grabbed her head shooting his load into her mouth. He fell back onto the bed, his twelve-inch dick swinging up into the air.
My ex turned around and leant over to me. She removed my gag and squezed her hands around my neck, making my mouth open. Her eyes peered into mine as she opened her mouth, allowing his cum to dribble out.
The salty warm taste reached my tongue and trickled down my throat. It tasted so good, tangy and creamy. I felt like a real girl. A slut. Only sluts swallow, I thought as I gulped it down.
“Good bitch,” she said.
“I always knew you wore my clothes when I was out. Did you think I didn’t notice it? You stupid bimbo slut. Did you know I cheated on you?
I shook my head.
“You made me. You had one job to do. Pay for everything. You failed at that so now your being punished. From now on you will become my permanent slave. You will dress in prissy clothes, do my chores, pay the mortgage, serve my friends and clean up their mess!
“I think I will buy you a collar and a chastity cage for your tiny little clit so you can’t touch it. Now, fuck off and do the dishes. I’m going to fuck Isaac some more and you can listen while you clean. Oh, and if you’re lucky, I might save you some more cum to eat later.”
I replied timidly. ” Yes mistress, anything you say.”
