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After that first night, I was sore and humiliated to be taken by my wife and another woman like that. Yet, there was something about being on the receiving end of a strap-on that left me feeling satisfied, like I had always wanted it, and never knew it.It all started a few hours earlier, when I came home from work the same time I always did, expecting Sherry to have dinner ready like she always did. I walked into a quiet house and empty kitchen, with Sherry nowhere in sight.Then I heard playful giggles coming from the bedroom, the sounds Sherry only makes when we have sex, which there hadn't been much of lately. I never imagined my Sherry would be having an affair, but that's exactly what it sounded like."What the hell's going on...?" I barged in to catch them in the act.To my complete astonishment, Sherry was in bed alright, but not with a man. A strong odor of marijuana permeated the room, and Sherry was so completely into being fucked that it took her almost a minute to realize I was even there."What the hell does it look like?" Sherry's eyes peeked over the shoulder of the girl fucking her with a strap-on. "I'm getting fucked, that's what's going on. And guess what else, honey...? I like girls. This is Brenda, my girlfriend.""Jeeeezusss...!" I yelled in absolute disgust. "How long has this been going on?""About a year, I guess," Sherry unashamedly giggled. "I didn't know how to tell you, so Brenda suggested we just show you. Surprise!""But why...?" I desperately asked, still in a state of shock."Why not...?" Sherry defiantly replied. "You can't get me pregnant. What the fuck am I supposed to do...? Just whither away because we can't have kids?"Her words pierced into me like a dagger. Two years ago, medical tests revealed that I have a condition known as Y chromosome infertility, meaning I can't father a child. It was a depressing blow to us after desperately trying to become parents the first three years we were married.Sherry never said she resented me for it, but deep inside, I knew she did. Everything went downhill after that. We pretended to go on as usual, but our married life had devolved into a dull routine ever since. The dull boredom all but ended our sex life. I couldn't tell you the last time Sherry had sex with me, and now I knew why.With a strange woman in 'my' bed, making love to 'my' wife, I was at a loss for words. Part of me wanted to run to the lawyer and file for divorce. Most of me knew I never would.Brenda got up on her knees, unashamedly flaunting her magnificent set of tits and brandishing a harness around her waist wielding a big, life-like rubber cock.I immediately recognized her as one of the girls I'd seen Sherry flirting with at parties. I barely knew the husband she'd divorced a year before. I'm thinking that's probably when she and Sherry started getting into it, because that was just about the time our sex life came to a screeching halt."Are you just going to pace the floor like that all night?" Brenda giggled. "Your wife is a sexy little cunt, and I'm gonna keep fucking her, whether you like it or not. It's up to you, sweetie, if you want to stay and watch us. Or if you think what you see might be fun... you can join us if you want."I was dumbfounded by what I had just heard. What was I going to do? Brenda's voluptuous body beckoned to me. After a year of basically no sex, I wanted to jump up on the bed and fuck the ever living shit out of her. But that huge rubber dick beckoned to something else inside me.I just stood there, hypnotized by Brenda's arrogance and a body I couldn't resist. Her rubber cock intimidated me. Knowing how embarrassed I'd be if Brenda saw the not-quite five inches I was packing, I was both afraid of it, and drawn to it."C'mon," Brenda continued to tempt me, "we'll make room for you. Don't worry about your puny little cock, Sherry already told me about it. I might even bahis şirketleri (http://www.kejva.com/) let you fuck me with it if you're a good little boy. But if you just stand there, like a dumb cuck, you may never get to fuck your wife again. So, Mark... what's it gonna be...?"I was apparently being given an ultimatum. Accept Sherry's bisexuality, or go without sex. Divorce was never really a viable option. My dad would for sure kick me out of the family business for the dishonorable shame a divorce would give the family name in the Catholic church. I'd be ruined.I had no choice but to accept the fact that Sherry had found a female lover. I could only pray that Brenda wouldn't talk her into divorcing me. I was so consumed with images of my demise, I completely forgot about Brenda offering me the opportunity to join them."What are you waiting for, Mark?" Sherry snapped me out of my mental stupor. "Either get in bed with us and eat Brenda's pussy, or get the fuck out so we can get back to what we were doing."I didn't need to be prodded further. I hurriedly took off my clothes as Brenda unbuckled the harness and laid the strap-on aside."C'mon, big boy," Brenda teased me as she lay back spreading her legs for me. Her hot cunt was irresistible and tasted amazing as I dipped my tongue into her, thinking I would soon be dipping my cock into her.If this is what it was going to be like, I thought, then sign me up. I was all in. Little did I realize how wrong I was.* Brenda had turned Sherry into a bitch, and these two bitches had other plans for me.I was so into eatng Brenda's sopping wet pussy that I didn't notice Sherry coming up behind me with the strap-on around her waist until it was too late. She stroked my cock to distract my attention away from the lube she was spreading around my asshole.I tried to resist when I felt the dildo pressing at my back door, but Brenda threw her legs over my shoulders and pulled my head into her pussy with both hands. I squirmed and squealed from the initial shock and pain as the thick silicone intruder bludgeoned its way into my hole. I struggled like a stuck pig the first dozen or so strokes, but it was no use.Standing at only five-foot-four and weighing just a hundred-forty pounds, I've been called a baby-faced wimp more than a few times in my life. The two girls easily overpowered me into submission.After a few minutes, the pain turned into a pleasure I would soon become addicted to. Brenda giggled the whole time as Sherry took control over me and turned me into her butt-boy.As I was being fucked, Brenda got up to use the bathroom and told Sherry to keep fucking their 'new sissy' until she got back. I felt humiliated being called a sissy, even though I was being fucked like one as she said it.She made my humiliation even worse when she got back in bed. She laughed at me as she showed me a picture she just took on her cell phone of Sherry fucking my ass."Shit...!" I protested. "You had no right to take a picture of me like that! You better delete it right now!""Shut up, Mark," Sherry slapped my ass. "It's her phone, and she can take any picture she wants. Besides, no one's gonna see it if you're a good boy for us. It's not like you're being forced to enjoy this. This is the most fun I've ever had with you."Over the next few weeks, Sherry continued her strap-on play, fucking me almost every night in every possible position. Every time I thought about resisting it, the image of me getting fucked on Brenda's phone kept me in line.*She'd let me fuck her every so often as a reward for my submission, and kept telling me it was just a matter of time before I'd be fucking Brenda's pussy, too. I have to admit, I was starting to like being her fuck-toy and getting pussy rewards for my submission.She had a habit of talking dirty as she fucked me, another bad trait she learned from Brenda. I hated the way Brenda's influence bahis firmaları (http://www.kejva.com/) had changed Sherry so much. After a week or so of her verbal abuse, I got used to her calling me her bitch and her whore.She presented me with a cock cage one night, telling me it would enhance my 'anal experience', if my cock was completely out of my mind. I told her she was out of her fucking mind, if she thought I'd ever wear such a disgusting looking contraption.I succumbed to her will when she abruptly stopped using the strap-on and denied me sex altogether for a couple of weeks. She really didn't give a fuck, because I'm sure she was getting laid by Brenda every day while I was at work.I couldn't resist her, I needed her sex. Not having the strap-on made me realize how much I was growing to love it. As embarrassing as it was, I submitted to being caged. She made me feel better about it when she said it was an intimate thing, just between me and her... and Brenda.At first she'd cage me only while we had sex. Then she'd make me leave it on until the morning. Just like I got used to being fucked with a rubber dick and being called her bitch and her whore, I got used to being caged.Brenda came over often, and both girls would fuck me as I ate the other one out. They used their pussies to bait me into wearing women's lingerie for our sex games, with Brenda taking more pictures and constantly teasing me about how I was becoming their little sissy-bitch.They'd always tell me how much better a real cock felt, and told me they were going to make me fuck a 'real man' one day. I laughed off their teases because I figured we were just playing games. They'd never make me actually fuck a man, would they?I can't say I didn't like it. Having two women in bed was driving me to a crazy place where I was doing anything they wanted. Brenda never did let me fuck her, but she kept teasing me with the possibility. They had me wrapped around their little finger, and they knew it.They used Brenda's pussy to lure me into a situation they'd obviously been planning for a while. Sherry's birthday was coming up in a month, and she told me what she wanted for her birthday was for me to make a fantasy of hers come true. With our sex life in better shape than it had been in quite some time, I was vulnerable to doing anything they wanted.Sherry's fantasy was for me cross-dressing in female clothing and going out with her and Brenda as three women. I immediately rejected the idea, but like she did every time didn't get her way, she withheld her sex until I agreed to do her bidding.She never told me how the rest of her fantasy would unfold. She only said it would be a surprise and that I would love it. I assumed the surprise would be me finally getting to fuck Brenda. Fucking Brenda had become an obsession that was always just out of my reach.With Sherry's birthday a week away, she'd been withholding sex from me the previous week and I was getting nervous about it. Her control over me was getting to the point where I was afraid to beg for sex for fear of pissing her off. A few more days passed before I worked up the nerve to bring up the subject.?Honey, is something wrong?? I asked.?No, why? What?s up...???Well ? it?s just... we haven't ? you know ? had sex for awhile."She gave me a long, passionate kiss, saying, ?I have my reasons, honey, for not giving you the sex I know you crave. We want you really horny Friday night, because we have a surprise planned for you.?"Is Brenda's pussy the surprise??"You never know," she teased me, "but if I said you were getting Brenda's pussy Friday... then it wouldn?t be a surprise, now would it? And if I even suspect you've been masturbating, I'm gonna keep you caged."I was hornier now than ever. She didn't say I 'wasn't' going to get to fuck Brenda, so I just assumed I would. By the time Friday came around, I was so horny I could hardly stand kaçak bahis siteleri (http://www.kejva.com/) it.We had a couple glasses of wine and smoked a joint as soon as I got home from work. She reminded me about my promise to let her dress me up, and I got nervous as hell about it. She told me the original plan was for us all to go out for dinner with me all dressed up.She then said she and Brenda decided that wouldn't be fair to push me that far. Brenda was bringing take-out food over later and we'd eat here before going to this 'special' motel they knew about.Feeling not as nervous about it now, she took me into the shower with her and spread a cream all over me that took off all my body hair. When we stepped out, I was completely hairless except for my eyebrows and the hair on my head.I remember how smooth my skin felt as she rubbed in a body lotion that left my skin soft and smelling nice. Next, she had me sit down and began to apply make-up as we drank more wine. We both giggled when I left lipstick imprints on my wine glass.After she finished my makeup, I wanted to see myself, but she had me facing away from the mirror. She told me she better not catch me peeking as she went to her closet to get several boxes.She opened one and pulled out a long curly brunette wig that she secured on my head."A wig...?" I asked in amazement."If course," she said, "You'd look kinda dorky wearing a dress with Mark's short hair. I wanted to make you a blonde, but Brenda thought this color would make you look sluttier. Later on, we can see how you look as a blonde.""Later on...?""Yeah, I think we're gonna be doing more of this."I shook my head with my wig on and remarked at how well it was attached.She grabbed a handful of hair pulled my head back. ?I can pull your hair hard and it won?t come off," she said, "plus, you won?t feel a thing.?She surprised the hell out of me when she pulled a pair of fake silicone breasts complete with realistic nipples out of the next box.?Here?s your tits, baby," she held them up to my face, "I bought you big ones, because we both know how important it is to have a nice pair.?She applied an adhesive mixture and pressed both breasts to my chest. She blended them into my natural skin tone with some makeup and stepped back, smiling very wickedly.She pinched a nipple and grinned at me. ?Now you have bigger tits than me, baby.? She leaned down and licked a nipple, moaning for me as she did so.I protested when she showed me the pink cock cage I was supposed to wear."Really...? Do I have to wear that?""Yes, baby, you do. We don't want to see your cock when we're loving on our little sissy-boy. Brenda will keep the key and she'll unlock you when she's ready for you.""Brenda's gonna unlock me later?" I gleefully asked.She didn't answer me, but now I'm thinking tonight's the night I finally get into Brenda's pussy! I pushed my hips forward, sticking my cock out as she fitted me into the cage.As soon as she got my garter belt, black lace stockings, matching bra and black silk thong on me, the doorbell rang."There's Brenda," she giggled. "I can't wait for her to see our sissy dressed in her cute lingerie."She turned me around to look at myself while she went to let Brenda in. I was stunned into silence when I saw myself. My ruby-red lips opened into a seductive ?O? complete with a generous amount of shiny lip-gloss. I touched my breasts, rubbing the nipples through the see-thru black laced bra. My hands were roaming over my hips and patting my bare ass when the girls walked in.?Wow," I heard Brenda say, "you look soooo sexy! Sherry dressed you up to look just like a woman."I have to admit, I did look pretty good, for a male. "Yeah," I giggled. "I'm so hot, I'd fuck me in an instant," I joked as they gave me evil grins.?When your cock gets out," Sherry said, "you'll look like a shemale, baby. The best of both worlds... you look hot!?They helped me into a black silk dress and a pair three-inch of heels, which gave me a little trouble walking into the dining room where the food was at.As we ate, Brenda looked at Sherry, "What are we gonna name our little sissy-whore?"