"MMmmmmmmmmmmm we're gonna have fun." A voice woke me. I had been dreaming my cock was being stroked. I realised it was and by rough hands. I tried to get up but I was tied down. I tried to speak but I was gagged and a blindfold was over my eyes.
The hands stopped stroking. I was trying to remember what had happened.
My wife had been working nights and as normal when she was out I took the chance to slip into her panties and nylons and surf the night for trannie sites to wank over. I had been wearing panties and lingerie since I was 11 starting with my Mums and wearing friends mums, sisters and now my wife's. I was straight but felt sexy in lingerie and got hard seeing other guys in panties. I was wearing black lace boy shorts lacy black bra, black thighs highs and light blue pumps. My wife was taller than me and her clothes and shoes fitted perfectly.
I had gone to the kitchen to get a drink. The lights wouldn't come on. I thought a bulb had blown and thought nothing of it. I remembered a vaguely familiar voice say "what have we here?" before strong rough hands grabbed me and then it went blank. I guess I'd been drugged.
I was trying to move but was bound tightly.
"Looks like he's awake" I realised my captor was speaking to someone. I knew the voice but couldn't place it. " He looks damned hot like that"
" I told you he was a sissy pervert" I was shocked rigid. It was my wife's voice.
" You didn't say he had such a nice cock and sexy ass" it clicked that voice was my brother in law.