How I Became A Sissy **** Sucker ****; Part 1
My how things change. When my wife Lisa and I got married 20 years ago we had a great sex life. The kind most people only dream about. In spite of my good fortune of having such a beautiful and horney wife, I had my share of girlfriends and one night stands in those early years. All my life I have been so attracted to everything about women. If you would have asked me then if I had any desires to be with a man, the answer was NO WAY! Look at me now. Here’s how I became a sissy **** sucker.
When my wife quite being interested in sex a couple years ago I started going to the adult arcades on my way home from work. At first I went just to get a blow job through the glory hole and release some frustrations. I tried not to think about the fact that the lips on my **** where a man’s lips. Then one day after sucking my ****, the man on the other side of the wall wanted me to return the favor. He stuck his **** through the hole and it looked so big and beautiful. It was much larger than my 7”. And his shaved balls were easily double the size of my little guys. I was starting to figure this day would eventually come, now that I was going to the arcades 3 or 4 times a week. So I dropped down on my knees and started performing my duty.
I didn’t really know how to go about sucking a **** especially such a large one. But I know what I like so I sucked on it taking as much of it in to my mouth as I could. When I needed to catch my breath I would snake my tongue around the tip or lick it up and down the side like a Popsicle. I finally started getting a rhythm down and he was starting to groan and breathe hard so I knew I was on the right track. I so wanted him to ***! I wanted to please this man like so many women had pleased me in the past. Then I felt his **** start twitching and I knew he was going to explode. He tried to pull away but I held on and he erupted in my mouth. I tried to swallow it all but there was so much that it started running down my chin. He zipped his pants and quickly left.
Not me. I was so proud of myself. I had sucked my first **** and I was good at it. I stayed in that booth and sucked three more dicks. None of them a big and beautiful as the 1st one but I made them all ***. Four ******** I thought to myself “How nice to be a woman”. Women don’t have to get hard and perform They just have to please and what a wonderful feeling it was to please. I felt womanly.
I made up my mind that the more womanly I felt the more fun **** sucking would be.
So the next morning I shaved my legs in the shower. They looked so smooth and sexy as I rubbed my wife’s baby lotion on them. Then I saw a bottle of pink nail polish on the counter. It was like I did not have control over my actions. When I was done I looked down at my pretty painted toes and smooth legs and my **** instantly sprang to attention. I then went to my wife’s panty drawer and borrowed a pink thong which I wore under my work cloths. I stayed aroused all day just thinking about it. What seemed to turn me on the most was thinking about getting caught. I wondered if when I bent over at the drinking fountain if my thong was visible and if anyone noticed.
Over the next couple months I started buying my own lingerie. I would go to Victoria’s Secret and say I was shopping for a present for my wife. Every time I went back to the arcade I was wearing another article of women’s clothing. I did not want ******** anymore. I just wanted to give them. When I wasn’t at the arcade I would stay up late and show my body from the neck down on webcam in chat rooms. I found some size 14 open toed 6” pumps on the internet and I love to show my legs and heels off on cam. Men would worship my body especially my feet in chartrooms. So I bought a gold anklet and some girly toe rings. However there was always one guy that would want to see my face (men are so pushy). I knew a wig and make up were the next phase in my feminized development.
So the very next day I told my wife I was sick and after she left for work I started working on my make up skills. I grabbed one of my old penthouse magazines and tried to duplicate how those models looked. With a little help from you tube tutorials I finally got it. But was I attractive? I put on my newest mini skirt and padded bra and went on webcam. Even though I thought I looked like a guy in drag I was well received in the chartroom. At one point I had 46 male viewers watching me. They tell me I’m sexy and how hard I make them. Some get on cam and stroke themselves while requesting different poses from me. I loved it.
At the adult arcade I was enjoying my new found self too. I would enter as dressed as possible and put my make up on once inside. Sometimes I would stop and buy acrylic French manicured nails and glue them on. They really look sexy as I stroke them up and down a ****.
Then one night while I was driving around and applying mascara I saw an arcade with a theater. I pulled in the parking lot, pulled off my pants pulled up a skirt slipped on my heels and went inside. My heart was racing. Well to make a long story short I frenched kissed 2 handsome young men was felt up and used by several men over the next two hours that I was there. And I loved every minute of it.
However I did not do a very good job of removing my eye make up on the drive home.
When I got there at 2:00am I must have looked like a *****. My wife was waiting up for me convinced that I had a girlfriend or something. She immediately noticed the makeup. Since she never had waited up for me I was definitely busted. I still had the acrylic nails on my right hand and I was barefoot sporting a nice slutty red polish on my toes, anklet toe ring you know, standard girly apparel.
I had no choice but to tell her that I had developed an obsession with dressing as a woman. She was totally shocked and relived at he same time. Then she asked where I had been. I told her that I had gone to an adult theater. I did not tell her that I go there to suck ***** though. I did not want her to faint. She did not ask. But you will never believe what happened next.