My One and Only Cuckolding Event (so far)

20 years ago, my first wife started to mention cuckolding in the midst of a hot session of sex. She loved to talk dirty while making me wear slutty lingerie. This particular time, I was wearing bright red ruffled panties, matching bullet bra, red and black six strap garterbelt, and fire-engine red lacetop nylons. We played for a long while, sucking, stroking, tasting, and caressing each other. I eventually pulled down my panties and entered her. She encouraged me to fuck her, despite looking like a girly slut. When I came in her, I nearly passed out from pleasure.

I wanted to nap, but in her condition (i.e. filled with my sissy sperm), she really got aroused. Ordering me to pull up my panties, she decided that I should demonstrate how much I loved my lingerie by shooting a second load of cum directly into the panties. I didn;t want to disappoint her, so I stayed awake and got busy.

I began to rub my hardening, panty-clad cock. She started telling me that I was a slutty sissy, demanding that I show how much I loved my panties. She explained that I was going to shoot a second load of my cream into them. While I was trying to do this, she unexpectedly mentioned cuckolding. She said that she loved to see me act like a panty-wearing slut, but she wanted a real cock. Further, she wanted me to watch her and her stud as they fucked. Over and over she asked if I would be turned on by someone"fucking my wife". I got amazingly hard. Within minutes, I shot a new batch of baby batter into my panties. After making me lick the sperm out of my panties, she said I must really like the idea of watching someone screw her..

Over the next several weeks, she repeated the dirty talk every time I jerked off for her. Each time, I was fantastically aroused. She waxed poetic about a stud with a huge cock fucking her while I lay nearby wearing lingerie and watching her enjoying being ravaged.

Eventually, one night at dinner, she asked if I was really interested. During the conversation, it was clear that she had a potential bull, a flirty stud from her workplace. Over the previous months, he made a number of suggestions. So far, she turned him down, but she was tempted. Perhaps this was the moment to actually fulfill her fantasy? We were both a little apprehensive, but by the end of dinner, we agreed that it might be fun.

The next night, she said that we had a date. She made plans to have dinner with her friend in two weeks. He understood that they would then come home; I would be waiting in my slutty lingerie, ready to watch them enjoy each other's body and do whatever they told me to do. I agreed and promised that I would do whatever they wanted, without making demands or making a scene.

For the next two weeks, I got more nervous by the day. What if he told my neighbors or coworkers? What if she liked him more than me? What if he didn't like my panties...? What if I couldn't cum when they wanted me to? What if they didn't allow me to cum in my panties?

The day finally arrived. She got dressed up, wearing her sexiest lingerie. So did I. We matched with the same black lacy bullet bras, slutty black 6-strap garter belts, and black lacy nylons. She had on black crotchless bikini panties, while I was wearing two pair of bright yellow, sheer ruffled panties. She watched me pull those panties up my legs, a smile on her face. I was hard as a rock and my heart started racing as I felt the ruffles around my legs and ass. Just before she left for her date, she told me to watch sissy porn, play with myself, but not cum. I would have plenty of chances to fill my panties with sperm after she returned with her new lover.

Honest to gosh, although I was nervous and suffered from mixed feelings about bringing a stud into our bedroom, I was so turned on that precum was literally dripping from the tent in my gurly panties. I still get exciting reliving my final hours of being a cuckold-virgin sissy. Thinking back on these moments, I wish I could have cloned myself, so I could suck a pantied cock and at the same moment have another sissy giving me a blowjob in those sexy yellow ruffled panties. I swoon just imagining the taste of my clone's sperm shooting through her panties and into my mouth, and at the same moment, cumming into my own wet panties. Yummmmm....

Eventually, my ex and her stud came home. They unlocked the door and walked in. As instructed, the lights were turned on. Both smiled when they saw how I was dressed. She said "Eric, this is my pantied husband. Honey, this is Eric. We expect you to quietly obey us. If you don;t know what to do, just watch us enjoying sex. OK? If you make any noise or are slow in obeying us, we will make you go into the living room, open the curtains, and show the neighbors how you like to cum into your panties." I nodded agreement. My thoughts were conflicted, I was intensely embarassed, and my heart was pounding in my chest. I was also hard as a rock in those yellow briefs. At that moment, I was conscious of the garter straps pulling against my nylons and the bra tightening around my chest with every breath. I wanted to run and hide, but I also felt an excited twitch where my cock pressed against the nylon of my panties.

I was told to get them some wine and bring it into the bedroom. While I was getting their drinks, they went upstairs leaving a trail of clothing. By the time I got there, they were down to their underwear and she had pulled out his cock and had it in her mouth. His was a little longer than mine and far thicker. He motioned where I was to put the wine. Then I sat down, a little jealous but mostly just staring in disbelief. In the first place, my wife had another man's cock in her mouth and just as unbelievable, I was wearing black lacy lingerie and bright yellow panties in front of them. She took a breather and grabbed her wine, telling Eric that his cock was wonderful.

He laughed and then looked at me. He asked if the panty-boy was enjoying the show. I mumbled "yes". That prompted my wife to turn her head toward me. She said that I must like the show a lot because I had a huge erection in my panties. "Honey, you should beat off. Go ahead. I know you are excited, so start playing with your sissy cock. But don't you dare cum into your panties. Not yet. I want Eric to cum in me at least once before you dare to cum. While you are playing with yourself, tell us how much you like being a pantied sissy whose wife is getting fucking by someone else." And so I began talking dirty, describing the perverted scene.

Over the next half an hour, they made me get them more wine and somewhere along the way, they wanted me to start telling them how impressive Eric's cock was compared to the one in my panties. My humiliation and excitement grew, along with the the tent in the front of my panties. And as ordered, I continued to beat off into my girly lingerie.

At one point, my wife said words that have since become permanently burned in my memory -- "Honey, can you take your hand out of your panties for just a moment and put Eric's dick back into me?" This was the only time I touched his cock. Part of me wanted to put him into my mouth and taste her juices mixed with his. That same part wanted him to force his manly organ past my lips and down my throat. I wanted his sperm to shoot deep into my mouth. I thought about him flooding my mouth with his tangy jizz. But another part was saying no. I never thought I was gay, and nothing had really changed. Sucking his cock would be wrong. So would touching it. But I didn't dare disobey. Remember, they were going to force me to stand in front of a window wearing my lingerie and beat off while the neighbors watched. And so I grasped his manly cock and moved it to my wife's pussy, then watched as he pushed it deep into her womb. Almost immediately, I knew I did the right thing because she let out a sigh of relief and pleasure. Even better, my cock swelled more than I thought possible, threatening to burst out of its lacy confinement.

I knew that I had passed my point of no return. I quietly asked if I they wanted me to continue jerking off. Eric laughed and said "Sure. Start rubbing your clit" and my wife agreed. From this point on, I was simply on fire, aroused by the fact that I was dressed in slutty lingerie in front of a stranger. Even more, I was excited by the fact that my wife was fucking someone else in my bed. Oh my god, I hoped that they would let me fill my panties with cum. Soon, please... I really want you to see how much I love my panties.

The next twenty minutes were filled with the sounds and smells of sex. Things built to a fevered pitch, even as my attention became centered upon the spicy feelings in my pantied loins. My wife came first. Her climaxes are normally not too noisy, but this time she didn't hold back. I am pretty sure the neighbors knew that she was passionately impressed with Eric's big cock since she shouted her approval. Thus encouraged, he began shooting his semen deep into my wife. Again and again he shoved his organ into her. Her tits jiggle with every thrust. I am sure she felt every pulse of sperm as it shot into womb. I had been holding back for the past few minutes, waiting for her to cum first, hoping for their permission to cum into my panties. As Eric thrust and my wife's tits heaved, my lust built to unbelievable heights. Amidst her pleasure, my wife shouted "Now honey, cum in your panties." I did and then briefly passed out from the excitement and release.

A moment later, I awoke. They were still coupled, gasping for air. My hand was still in my panties, now covered in warm sticky jizz. Of course, my panties were wet. And then I noticed the aroma -- the musty smell of fresh cum -- Eric's cum dripping from my wife onto her leg, her nylons, and the sheets, mine soaking through my yellow panties and smeared on my hand. I always loved the smell of cum, but now it became something new, the evidence of intense, forbidden pleasure. I was out of breath, relieved to have finally been allowed to have an orgasm, relaxed, but still aroused by the sexy sensations.

Slowly, the reality of my situation reasserted itself. My wife with another man's cock still inside her. Me dressed in lingerie, forced to cum in my panties at their command. There was simply no way to deny that I was a sissy. Nor was there any way to get around the fact that I had a panty fetish, an unfaithful wife, and I had helped by holding the stud's cock and putting it into my wife. And... I noticed another thing. Although I should have been completely spent, I wanted to cum into my panties again, filling them with more of my sissy cream. I really wanted to do it a second time. Maybe a third. The sissy in me was awake and afire.

Sadly, I didn't have the chance. Eric rolled over and quickly dressed without waking my wife. Still in a daze, I looked at him. He smiled at me, licked his lips, and then walked from the room and let himself out the front door. After a moment, I followed his footsteps and looked out through a gap in the curtains to confirm that he was driving away.

Still wearing my messy lingerie, I returned to my chair in the bedroom and held my pantied cock until I fell asleep. An hour or so later, my wife woke me and asked me to join her in bed. She wanted to suck my pantied cock and have me to taste Eric's seed . Over the next few hours, we had several rounds of slow, relaxing sissy sex. Before dawn, she made me shoot a second load of cum into my panties. I was finally spent and ready to sleep.

Eric stopped flirting with my wife. She was puzzled and hurt. I think she wanted a second round, but he politely discouraged it. Even so, we relived this sex-filled night several times. Each time, she made me beat off into my panties before we went to sleep.

Years later, I was tempted to tell her that Eric did contact me twice, a few weeks after the cuckolding and once more after a couple of month. He suggested that he and I having a drink. I never told my wife, but we did meet one more time. Eric, a woman with huge breasts, me (in gurly lingerie, of course) and another sissy. I tasted Eric's sperm, as well as the other sissy's. But that's a story for another day. (My panties are getting wet just thinking about this amazing 4-way.)