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Here I was lying in bed next to my wife and I had just been with two men. In the last 6 weeks, Bruce has screwed me, urinated in me, and tattooed me four times: A pink butterfly on the right side of my Brazilian triangle, a small fairy on the left side and a rose tattoo on my left butt cheek and a heart on my right.
I loved my wife, she is sexy and great too me; but, since 13, I have also loved being Kimberly. As Kimberly, I loved being submissive to a man's wants and desires. I finally fell asleep. Getting up, I went about as if nothing happened or was unusual; but, sooner or later she would find out about my two butt tattoos. I would go to work, home, do things with the wife. Finally, I told her about my tattoos. She then asked me why I have suddenly, in all these years started getting into tattoos. I just told her I don't know why, but that I find them erotic. She looked at them and started playing with my ass. touch the new tat She soon stripped me down, through me on my stomach and quickly put on her 8 inch, black strap-on. She spit on my hole and forcefully penetrated me. I screamed in pain and she slapped my ass and pushed deep inside of my hole. It was so dry. "You can be such a cunt," my wife said. I moaned in pain and then begged her to stop. "Fucking sissy," she said.
After a few more minutes, I couldn't help it. My pleas to stop turned into pleas to pound me harder and harder: "Fuck my cunt ass harder I screamed." My wife kept pounding me and then she orgasmed and pulled out. We kissed and then showered.
The next day, she started packing for her business trip. I drove her to the airport and I saw her off. I then ran home. I re-shaved my body and carefully around my ass as to not touch the new tattoos. I then put on some blue silk laced panties and a teal colored blouse. I was drinking an iced tea and started masturbating thanking of this mornings events with my wife. I climaxed soon and for the very first time, I raised my hand and licked off the cum and swallowed it. It was salt-tasting. I then had to go potty. I went to the bathroom and sat like a good girl.
It had been two days since my wife left. She would return in three more days. I left e-mail messages for Bruce but he had yet returned them. I was growing angst ridden. Then, I got home and there was a red, gift-wrapped box on my patio doorstep. I went in the house and opened it. There was a note from Bruce:
You are wonderful and kind
A great t-girl, and you are mine.
Wear these clothes. Be ready by 8:00 pm.
There was a black corset, breast forms, black panties with a gaff, thigh highs with two inch lace, blue jeans, and 3 inch black heels. I stripped from my male clothes, put on some make-up, including a hot pink eye shadow and lipstick. I put on by pohs-spice hair wig. I put on the breast forms, the corset, and the rest of the clothes. I'm not really passable, but not totally ugly either. I looked at myself and thought, "Yea, bitch, you rock." He came over at 8:00pm on the dot. I let him in and put my arms around his next and kissed him. He put his hands on my ass and pulled me close. "I missed u Bruce." And we kissed some more.
He said "lets go." I got into his 2005 corvette. It is a nice ride. We stopped downtown at a well known gay club. I knew where it was but was always afraid to go - now here i was. We went in, sat down, had a few drinks and danced. A slow song was playing and we went back out onto the dance floor and danced, stomach to stomach, breast form to chest. He was touching the small of my back while I was touching the small of his next. He was dreamy. We kissed, held hands, and flirted all night. It was about 11:00pm and we were both a little tipsy. Bruce called a taxi for us. Little did I know what awaited me.
20 minutes later, we pulled into the "Ink & Pierce" tattoo parlor. We went into the parlor. I was excited and had no need to protest. Jon was waiting for us. I looked at Bruce, "So, what tattoo am I getting today." Not a tattoo honey, a piercing." Now, I'm allergic to silver, pewter, and stainless steel. Bruce knew this and my surprise when Jon pulled out a box and handed it me. I opened it up and there were two gold pieces, one with a diamond on it.
Jon escorted me to the chair, leaned it back, put on his gloves and unzipped the front of my corset.
It felt like I was being undressed. The needle was inserted into belly button area. While the needle was still in the body, one of the gold pieces was inserted. It hurt and I was glad I had been a little tipsy. Then, Jon unzipped my pants and pulled jeans off. Here I was in a public parlor (although closed), my corset half on, panties pulled down around my ankles and thigh highs on. Jon was very clean, changing his gloves often. He then repeated the same procedure on my scrotum. Oh, it felt so good, yet hurt too. He gave us instructions and put my panties back on me and stroke my cockette a couple of times. I got up, put on my jeans and zipped up the corset. Luckily, there was a bandage there or I could see the corset rubbing and hurting the belly button area.
Bruce asked, "How do you feel baby."
"Like your beautiful girl." With that we kissed. He then asked: "Give Jon a blow job for me."
I smiled, winked and walked over to Jon, got on my knees, unzipped his pants and fished out his cock. I stroked it, kissed it and then sucked on it. He was uncut, 7 inches or so. Then after a few minutes, I felt walk up behind me. Then, he came around by Jon, with his cock out, and said, "service us both you slut." I played with both cocks, and soon, Jon jacked off his cock and shot several loads on my face.
Bruce then moved to a tattoo chair. I kicked off my pants, took off my panties. Jon took some A/D lotion and rubbed it on my ass-pussy hole. I then walked over to Bruce and straddled him, lowered myself onto his big penis. Oh, it felt so good as it passed through my ass ring. I rode his cock for a while knowing his cock was close to my new gold ring. I leaned in and kissed him. He was grabbing my ass and hips. Soon, he shot his load up my ass. When i got off him, I put my panties back on so I could keep as much of it as I could. Soon I was dressed. Bruce took me home via another taxi. Once inside, he came in, we sat on the couch and I leaned against his chest. Oh how I wish I was his wife.
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