I was lying kneeling across the bed wearing my wife's mini skirt, bra, and crutchless panties with a transvestite behind me fucking my arsehole when all of a sudden my wife entered the bedroom, looking aghast and shocked. I thought that she was staying with a girlfriend overnight.
"You pervert!" she cried. My wife was a very straight laced woman- too straight for me. We had been married about 15 years and we fucked in the missionary position once a month or so. The trannie was about to spurt, but all thought of that left him and he quickly left me.
"I wondered where my skirt and underwear got to. Now, I know. Well, that's it. I am leaving you!" She cried. Ashe got a suitcase down and packed it and within 30 minutes and left, telling me that she would be staying at her sister's place.
In a way I was quite glad that we had split as the sex we had been having didn't quench my insatiable appetite for kinky, perverted sex. I no longer had to hide the porn videos. I could go around the house wearing my wife's underwear and as most of the guys I met were married themselves I could have them over.
I walked around the house in stockings, panties, bra and mini skirt and started to enjoy my new found independence. I felt really horny and went back to the bed and lay face down on the bed and fucked the bed through my panties and quickly shot my load into my panties.
I went to my computer and sent emails to the people I had been corresponding with, exchanging porn videos and highly erotic fantasies telling them my place was available.
I also answered a few ads from kinky ladies who advertised in classified ads.
I went to bed quite late in just pair of panties and awoke horny again. I went to a department store to the lingerie section and bought half a dozen pair of thong panties, pantyhose and a padded bra.
My wife had forgotten the dirty laundry basket and I found 2 of her panties and a bra in there still quite smelly.
I checked the emails and found I had a reply from a 57 year old eastern European woman living in my home town. She had sent a photo of herself and she definitely was not good looking, but she liked my fantasies and wanted to get together with me for a drink to see if we had things in common. I called her and arranged to take her out for a drink on Saturday evening.
I arrived on time and got a drink and about 10 minutes later she walked in, wearing a leather skirt and top. I got her a drink and we sat at the table talked about general things. After our second drink we relaxed and she asked me to tell her my fantasies. I told her some of my less kinky ones as I did not want to scare her off. I told her that I like to wear female clothing, was submissive, but can be dominant and that I was bisexual. She seemed to like that. She asked me whether I was wearing female clothing under my outer clothing. I nodded.
She then told me what she was looking for. She liked to be eaten out for a long period. She had lots of female clothing that I could put on and she liked to use a strap on dildo on an older male. I was 50 years old. She had a preference for older men. She liked the fact that I was bi. The catch was I was not allowed to fuck her. If I agreed to that then I could accompany her to her house. I agreed.
In her house she asked me to take my clothes off. Naked, she opened her wardrobe and chose me some of her older clothing. On the bottom of the wardrobe there were some sex toys. I picked a butt plug up. She smiled and got me to bend over. She slid it in and pumped it up until it expanded my hole and gave me a pair of her panties to put on- a pair of black g strings, suspenders ,black stockings, black bra and a black mini dress with high heels and ordered me to parade around on the floor. I had never worn high heels before, but they made me extra horny. The butt plug in my anus added to my horniness.
"You really look like a slut, Peter, don't you?" Anne said
"Yes, mistress!" I replied, as she reached under my dress and fondled my panty clad genitals. "And you are rock hard. Just like I like my men to be!!"
"Lie on the bed!" she ordered. When I was on the bed she tied me to the 4 corners of the bed tightly. She lifted up her leather skirt. I could see she had thong panties and she slowly lowered herself onto my face so that her pussy was up against my mouth. I slid my tongue into her hoe. Her pussy smelled foul, like it was unwashed, but was dripping with her juices. I wondered what I had let myself in for. I hoped that I would not get any throat infection. However, the smell of her pussy aroused me. She reached under my dress and inside my panties and inflated the butt plug further, forcing the cheeks of my arse further apart, painfully.
"Oh yes, slut. You certainly know how to suck pussy, don't you?" she asked. I couldn't answer." Can you taste all my lovely cunt juices? Maybe you want to drink my piss too?" she laughed. "Deeper, you pervert! Make me cum, you disgusting pervert! "I pushed my tongue in as deep as I could and was rewarded with fountain of her juices. It tasted like cunt juice.
"Oh yes, you've made me cum! I am squirting into your mouth. You like cunt juice, don't you. Of course, all men do! But can you lick me for another 40 minutes. Most guys can't and that pisses me off! But you sound like a guy that can. I'll pump up that butt plug again!"
My tongue darted in and out of her hot, dirty, wet hole and around her clit and I could hear that she was enjoying the tonguing action. I felt her shudder and tasted another spray of love juice flooding out of her pussy. I had licked many pussies, but this one spurted more than I had ever had before,