How I Cuckold My Husband.This story takes place over about a year or two period of how I cuckold my husband and our new life style.
I married my husband not knowing about his desires or past. After we were married about a two months, one night when we were out having drinks. I ask what his deepest secrets were and I would share mine with him in return. This took a lot of convincing and a lot of drinks. I went first telling him I always wanted to have sex with a well hung black man.
We talked a bit about mine then it was his turn to confess. He told me something I would have never had thought of him doing. He told me that he had cross dressed most of his life. I was shocked inside but did not let on and I told him that was amazing. We continued to discuss his past a bit more and I asked if he had any clothing still around. He told me he did and I insisted in see them and he was to model for me when we got back home. He was not into the modeling but would show me them. We left the bar and once at home I asked to see them. Not very willing he did go to get them in the ba
Once he pulled them out I kept telling him how nice they looked and how much I wanted to see them on him. I begged him to at least try on a cute lacy pair of panties. He finely striped and before he had them on his **** was very hard. Since he had an erection wearing his panties I pointed it out and insisted he dress completely which he finely did. I told him how nice he looked cross dressed, I also asked him how he felt cross dressed. He told me he liked the feeling of the clothing against his body. I pointed out his erection again and asked him if it really turned him on to cross dress? Knowing the answer already I wanted to here it from him, he said it did!
That night as he slept I made my plan on how to train him, I would put my plan into action the next day. When the morning arrived we slept in until eight AM. During the day we did not talk about the evening before. Around three or four in the afternoon I brought it up and I could see he did not want to discuss it. I told him how nice he looked cross dressed and that I liked it, I even went so far as to tell him he should cross dress while at home if he enjoyed it so much. About an hour later I brought out his panties he had worn and told him to put them on again. He fidgeted around saying he was not going to put them on again. I put my plan into action and insisted he wear them! If he didn't he would not get any ***** for a while. He had them on with in a minute and again was erect. I went to the ba
I kept him cross dressed the rest of the weekend and showed him how much I liked seeing him cross dressed by having sex with him. This was to insured him it was fine to be cross dressed with no inhabitations. I had him cross dress every night and even bought clothing for him. By having sex with him he was not hesitant at all to dress as I wanted. I started having him sleep in a negligees which he loved to wear all the time. With in a months time and had him cross dressed at all times when at home. This went on for the next several months and as time went on I gave less and less sex to him. When we did have sex I told him how much a sissy he was and how I liked him as a sissy. I ensured him I wanted him as a sissy and he would be my sissy at all times going forward in our marriage.
The night came when a girlfriend and I were going to go out looking for ****. I found the bull I had been dreaming about, He took me to his place and I spent the rest of the night with him. I came home at eight the next morning and told my sissy hubby that I stayed at my girlfriends place. I continued to see my bull over the next six months every chance I could.
It was time to in act the next step in cuckolding him. Since he had now accepted being a cross dressed sissy it was time to finish his training. When ever we did have sex I would tell him how I wanted a big black ****. I kept this up each time we had sex and after several months I told him he was not pleasing me sexually. I assured him that it was because he was such a sissy that he did not know how to please me any more. I drilled it into his mind when ever I had the chance and eventually would not let him have sex with me. I would have him ********** instead as I told him how I wanted a big black **** and did so over the next six months that I was seeing my bull. Then one night when I had him in his bubble bath and he had just freshly shaven I told him I had been seeing a black man for the last six months. He started to sob like a child, and as I dried him off I assured him it was fine and I had bought him a new negligee for the evening as I knew he loved to wear them. I dressed him and cuddled with him on the couch as I told him how my bull full filled my sexual needs like he never could. I pointed out that I was still with my little sissy and it would not change as I petted his now erect cocklit.
Next would be the introduction of my sissy hubby to my bull and finalize his cuckold status once in for all. He would have to learn to watch and satisfy us both. That will be story for another time.