Village Mens Club -3
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Friday arrived and my nipples were like little stoney pebbles as I slipped into the attire I had planned for card club. As always the hot shower spray was invigorating and super stimulating splashing upon my freshly shaven sissy smooth body. My wife had trained me well when she told me I would be hairless. She meant not a wisp anywhere below my ears.
Laid out on the bed was a slate blue balconette bra with wide set straps that would rest at the edges of my shoulders once I had it on. There were also semi-sheer nylon panties that matched. Half of the front was a wide panel of the soft silky material that made my sissy clit feel so good inside and the rest was soft lace around the sides and across the back. The scalloped edges clung tight just below my butt cheeks making me feel quite perky in them. With those parts on I admired how I looked in the mirror, using all of my will power to not lay down and jerk off right then. White swirly patterned lace top thigh high stockings finished the ensemble. A touch of vanilla body spray and then to sad part of covering it all up with man clothes.
The slacks were nothing special, just gray linen look, but the shirt I choose was white and a bit sheer allowing anyone that cared to look a very distinct picture of the square scoop front bra underneath. Hot! I thought.
Ding Dong. Bell rang and Butch was here for my ride to card club.
Opening the door for him he stood awestruck, his eyes locked onto the revealing view of my chest.
"Holy Crap! Walt. You are going to put the others all to shame with a bra that hot and the see thru shirt. I can only hope the bottom half lives up to the top. Let's get going."
The house for the gathering was not too far away and Bruce seemed excited to kind of guide me up to the door knowing that some eyes were going to pop out for the new "girl". My parts had perked up once again with very visible nipples pushing out my shirt and a tent forming down below and only partially restrained by the tight panties.
"Well ladies, girls, sissys, whatever is appropriate, this is Walt , the new guy , well girl, for our group." The other five in the room smiled and all seem fixated on my chest before we all seated and they asked questions about myself like where are you from, your history etc. After a few minutes of the basics one guy spoke up with "we want to hear the good stuff. Went did you start dressing. Were you always sissylike. Did you blow your friends while dressed up or did was most of your full sissydom come later in life?"
I related the beginnings and that to culmination was my wife bra training me and feminizing me to be her sissy slut husband. More questions followed so before it went any farther they knew I loved sucking but had only had a real cock in my mouth for a few minutes at a high school sleepover and the only dick that fucked me was the wife's strapon. I admitted all of my experience was from working my needy mouth along the length of that phony phallus as well.
"So we have a virgin here basically. We doubt it will be that way when you leave today."
Then we all stood and headed to the basement - the play room - I was told.
Wow! A very plush room with deep soft carpet and really nice furniture distributed around. Like 4 sofas, some ottoman style padded footstools and dim mood lighting. A full bar sat in the corner stocked with whatever you wanted. Nice.
Our host, David, whom Butch had informed me on the way over, acted as emcee of the meetings,
pointed to the long row of coat hooks along one wall and announced that it was time to get dressed.
Well more like undressed to our enfemme garment clad bodies. Everyone stripped and used the hooks to store the menswear. We all looked around at each other and smiled or gawked. I had never seen other live guys crossdressed and it was thrilling. The bulges forming in some of the panties were getting impressive as well. Mine included. I did not have the biggest panty bulge but there was no question that my tits would win an award in the "what's in the bra" category.
David pointed to the pool table with eight playing cards on it. So there actually were cards? He quickly briefed me on how we would all get paired up by picking matching ones. But we would not reveal who we are with till later.
"Well my sissy girls, we have a special treat today. You all know Ron and he will be here shortly. So he is bringing his 19 year old grandson, Ronnie, to the club today. He says he noticed that Ronnie was running around his daughters house in hot satin little girls panties when he visited years ago. Ronnie was 8 and Ron questioned his daughter about it. She had caught little Ronnie in his sisters undies the year prior and she calmly asked a few questions. After he told her how wonderful they felt on him and how happy he was seeing himself wearing them in the mirror, she figured it was just a clothing choice. No big deal. So together they looked at Sears and Pennys catalogs to see what styles and colors he really liked and she bought him a new wardrobe. She took away all of his basic jockey briefs he had worn except for one pair. Those are for doctor visits and gym periods in the future.
Before the 2 week visit was over Ron had revealed to little Ronnie that he too only wore women's under pants. Ronnie insisted on seeing and was rather taken aback seeing the huge bulge in grandpas nylon hip huggers. Fascination with that led to some progressively more intense mutual masturbation events as Ronnie grew up. Anyway they would be here soon and Ron promised to entertain us.
We all went for drinks at the bar shashaying and swishing around in our lingerie clad states while making small talk that ended when Ron and Ronnie found their way downstairs.
We all sat as Ron introduced his hot hunk grandson to each of us.
Then Ronnie commanded "Get your clothes of you sissy cocksucker and blow me slut. Now! You know you need this big meaty dick to face fuck you as you kneel before me in your frilly little panties and bra. Hurry up. Get it out.!"
HIs forceful tone was rather exciting and Ron was down to his sissy attire in seconds. Grabbing one of the many cushions laying around he dropped to his knees unzipping his teen grandson jeans as he went down while Ronnie stripped his shirt and tossed it aside.
The jeans hit the floor and Ron threw them off as well. Yes young Ronnie was a panty boy. Sheer black nylon that did nothing to obscure his ragingly hard cock that had already escaped the confines of the waist band and was leaking clear goo already. Ron licked it all away while yanking the panties to mid thigh level as he took the rest of that luscious looking 8-9 inches of hard teen dick meat fully into his mouth. Young Ronnie held gramp's head firm slowly thrusting in and out over those glazed lips.
Then Dave intervened. He grasped Rons hair and pulled him off the big cock he was eagerly devouring. "We have a virgin sissy guest here who needs a taste of real dick. Give him some courtesy and let him sample that moistened meat stick."
Butch came across the room to me and pulled me off the couch, walked me over in front of the young hung stud and pushed me to my knees. "Real cock, sissy. Now or never. Suck it!"
Ron held his boys cock at the base while Butch advanced my head to the target. I was fucking drooling like a fountain. Ron gave that perfect prick a firm yank as I was brought towards it and a big dollop of precum oozed out the tip. Oh Shit! My tongue shot out automatically to taste and slurp in that sweet and slippery gift. I loved eating every drop of my own preliminary juices and now a big dose awaited my taste buds.
I swear my brain exploded as my eyes closed and I savored that pool of yummy discharge. I sensed the slimyness for only a second before Butch released and the hot stud grasped my head and slid the whole dam 9 inches right into my throat in one pass. Glad I had all that dildo practice over the years.
Wow! Its official. I was then a real cock sucking, bra and panty adorned, sissy. The group applauded my deep throat skills and he pounded my face, full length, again and again.
The Dave's voice again. "Someone get over here and give Ron some dick in his mouth. Since Walt took over he looks a bit lonely." Then he said "Never mind. Fuck it I'll take care of it and he pulled his throbbing rod and tight nut sack out of a leg hole of the pink satin enclosure and stuffed Ron's mouth himself.
There were a lot of sucking noises surrounding me by that time so I knew I was not alone in pleasuring a prick posing as a princess. I loved real dick! I did not want to stop or even take a break and that hot glassy shaft and velvet headed tool continued working my mouth lips and throat at a frenzied pace.
"So I guess you like the real thing don't you slut?" "Does old man sissy slut love my big schlong in her throat. Is a furious face fucking fulfilling your wildest fantasies? Do you want to swallow the huge load of batter bring in my balls?"
I just nodded positively to each question. Then! The invader got instantly thicker, his balls tightened and the fleshy phallic firehose about blasted me off that object of my affection with the first gusher of hot cum. Never before having a direct injection of man goo I was surprised by the heat of it. Soon my mouth was full with gobs hanging from the roof of my mouth and drizzling down my throat, This was only the first shot. Oh Shit! Another gusher came with much of it shooting out the sides of my now tender mouth. I tried to contain it all. Someone yelled, gulp it down fast slutface. Make room for more. I did and more came and came thru six or seven challenging bursts. It slowed to an ooze and for the first time since Butch plunged me onto that majestic meat mass I pulled off and energetically made sure that every consumable splotch of spooge was eaten and enjoyed.
I was high as a kite in a hurricane. Face flushed, jaw achy, but in such a good way.
Ronnie looked down at my somewhat come cover face and the overflow that had anointed my tits.
"So. What do you say now sissy slut?"
"Thank you sir for my first real meal of man meat and gonad gravy!"
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