Sister-in-law finds my secret sissy desires and turns me into her cuckold. (MMF, reluc, cuck, bi, cd, anal)
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How did it happen? A young man named Tony with his full life ahead of him, and it all changed so much! I know I married young, maybe I wasn't ready for it, maybe I should have matured more first, who knows. I always liked looking at porn, especially bisexual porn and guys that were cuckolds; I think that is the term. I always liked wearing fem stuff even since I was little.
Of course, my wife of six months knew nothing about this, we were both virgins when we married and she didn't really seem to enjoy sex. Maybe it was my small cock I guess, which is only four inches at best, thin and cut. It was four months of married life before I actually penetrated her hymen; I always came as soon as I put it in. She wanted sex less and less; I wanted it more and more, so I read more porn, found chances to buy some fem undies for myself and dress now and then. Went on chat as a fem and I really enjoyed playing cybersex with some awful man using me.
Anyway, I was able to get a new job in the south of England, but it meant leaving my newish bride for a period of up to six months. Fortunately (or so I thought at the time), I was able to stay with her sister and her husband.
She was a year older than my 23 years, a tall and sexy woman. Her sister, my wife, is small and petite, nothing like her outgoing sister. Her husband is a lot taller and broader than me, me being 5'6" slim, but fit, blond hair blue eyes, he's 6'1" dark, fit, but very strong and also outgoing like Sandra his wife, my sister-in-law.
We always got on well, so I was quite happy about staying with them. With going for so long, I decided to take my secret stash with me. None of us had children, and we all worked, so it started well enough, apart from the nightly noise from their bedroom, they seemed to fuck for hours and such a noise. I used to jerk off listening to them, reading my porn. Harry, her husband, seemed to orgasm almost as many times as her, but I was only able to make it once a night.
I had found a place to hide my fem clothes and mags; it was under a loose floorboard under a rug. I was lucky to find it so quickly. All was well for a couple of weeks, and then I went back to my wife Jane for a sexless weekend. I went straight to work on my return and got home early to find Sandra home already; she was a teacher so finishes quite early. She had a stern look on her face and her arms folded which took me by surprise. I asked what the matter was and she just tutted and walked towards my bedroom, I meekly followed.
To my utter horror I saw my undies, suspenders and stockings laid out on the bed next to my porn. She told me that I had left in too much of a hurry on the Friday; she called me Eileen, the name I use on the chat sessions. I almost collapsed as I realised that I didn't close my session before I left, as I was in such a hurry. I remembered that last session, the man was supposed to be old fat and ugly and had taken me (as a fem) to a porno shop with cinema and cubicles with glory holes in them. During the session I had sucked cocks, swallowed cum and piss, had cum running out of my pussy (being fem) and my ass, and was a total slut.
I nearly collapsed. Sandra asked me what Jane would think of all this, and I just stammered and almost fell. She coldly looked me in the eyes and told me to strip. My mouth dropped open, and I stood there helpless not comprehending what she had ordered me to do. The hard slap across my face brought me back to reality. Like a zombie I started removing my clothing as she stared into my eyes. I stopped when I was wearing just my boxers. She slapped the other side of my face with a stinging blow and screamed that she had told me to strip. I quickly dropped my boxers.
My cock had shrivelled to almost nothing, my balls almost disappeared. The tension was shattered by Sandra howling in laughter, tears flowed down her face as she doubled up laughing and pointing at my manhood. She then cut me like a knife, by telling me that now she understood why Jane had took so long to lose her virginity and why she had never orgasmed. Jane had been talking to her about our private sex life; I was devastated and stood helpless looking to the floor, my whole-body blushing in shame.
The fem undies consisted of cutaway lace panties, suspenders and fishnet stockings, all deep pink. I'm sure my face was the same colour as I put the clothes on. She told me that I was to be punished for violating her house like I did by having those bisexual magazines and using their internet for my sexual gratification. She then threw me by asking if I wanked listening to them make love. I blushed and nodded.
She grimaced then told me to go to the garden shed and fetch her a bamboo cane. They had a long garden, and the shed was at the far end. It was still broad daylight, and the house was overlooked on both sides, one side by this old guy who always seemed to be in the backyard and the other side a family with 2 boys similar in age to me. The old guy was a disgusting individual who didn't take care of himself; I had kept clear of him to date.
I bent to pick up some clothes and received a third stinging slap, she didn't have to say anything I understood what she wanted. I was petrified, but I went anyway, peering both ways and nearly wet myself when I saw the old man right next to the fence. Fortunately, I saw no sign of anybody on the other side. I tried to creep along, but then he looked straight at me. I just ran, not listening to the disgusting comments. I retrieved a cane and ran back, avoiding his stare.
