"If I could write tonight's naughty goings-on down: no one would believe me. 
"
That's what I tweeted the other night, this weekend just past. Heh, in a way I think its still true!
Most of my day to day life I'm a blue-collar average guy, trudging through my workweek like most of us. I'm under no illusions that I'm a pretty CD or a handsome guy--I'm just kinda an average joe, and a nerdy one to boot.
But oh lord...sometimes my life takes a turn for the surreal and becomes quite frankly, a porno movie! And when it does I often find myself kind of bemused by it.
"Am I really doing THIS?? Is this really happening to me???"
All due to my wonderful Mistress, Lady Erisiana Cherie...
*sappy smile*
I wasn't even dressed up really. We (as a BDSM extended family, that is) aren't really formal people: Mistress is not in leathers 24/7, I don't run around in a maid's dress all day. Which is not to say we
never do that kind of thing, but more often than not we're just relaxed and informal.
So that Saturday night was just a 'hanging out night'. I was only in a pink tshirt and panties, but freshly bodyshaven. Mistress had on kind of vanilla clothes as I recall--but I know deep down this Woman
OWNS me body & soul, whether she is decked out like some fantasy leather goddess or fresh from the gym in sweats.
Sir (aka Izzy, aka Mistress's husband) was there with his subby girl ('Shy'). Its starting to become a rather sweet, kinky extended family really. I enjoy the nights when we're all together.
Anyway, one zombie movie and a few drinks later, Sir announces its time to go to the playroom and smoke. I'm beginning to think this 'smoke' thing is just a sneaky codeword because every time I hear "I'm going out for a smoke" my ass is usually red and stinging not long after.
Before long I'm down to pink panties and getting paddled while Sir & Shy watch. The paddling is just a warm-up tonight however, just to put me in a proper frame of mind for what is to come.
I'm sent to go fetch drinks in a not-too-subtle-and-totally-transparent ruse to get me out of the room for a few minutes.
I return to find Mistress has a strapon on. ("Thank GOD its only purple fairy" I think.)
She has me get on all fours in front of Shy, who is sitting on the couch. Shy pulls up a fluffy skirt she's wearing to reveal....
The Disturbing Alien Dick!!!
Oh. My. God.
In all of my years of being a submissive and having all
kinds of sissy adventures, with Mistress and even before her,
this was one long-held sissy fantasy that had never happened for real--being taken at both ends by two women with strapons.
Until now...oh my...
I start sucking the
alien penis while Mistress lubes me up from behind and thrusts her strapon deep inside me, driving me forward onto the other dildo. Mistress is feeling kind of ferocious tonight it seems, she's clearly enjoying fucking me fast and hard, occasionally slapping my ass and hissing that I'm her whore, her slut....and ohhhh god its true, I am...and I want to be for the rest of my life!
Shy is enjoying the novelty, I think, of having me suck her strapon on but after awhile Mistress and Sir decide that I should stimulate her more directly--they want me to lick her to an orgasm.
Do you SEE why I said my life turns into a porn movie sometimes? All I need is the 'chikka wah wah' music!!
She pulls the dildo up a bit so I can lick underneath it, and I try my best to concentrate on it as Mistress increases her pace. It takes a while for Shy to cum...I'm not sure how long I was in that state....when she cums, she jumps halfway across the couch! I collapse, spent & done. (I think)
But then next thing I know Mistress has me on all fours, pointed in the other direction to suck Sir's massive cock as she fucks my ass a SECOND time!!
I lose myself in sucking his cock...
I...*big bright blush* I really enjoy pleasing him now, and not just because 'forced' bi drives me crazy, and not just because I do it because Mistress tells me to.. I've come to adore Sir for who he is, and I'm glad he's in my life as well as Mistress.
Ohhh...I am one
very used and happy sissy afterwards.
So...at the end of the evening, everyone (except me) has had a lovely orgasm, and I'm left quivering under Mistress's feet, feeling very owned, very put in my place, and very much aware of what a long strange trip my life has become...
But around here, we just call that 'Saturday'. ;D
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note from Mistress - Shy jumped halfway across the couch because she's a squirter; she makes a BIG mess when she cums and she's super nervous about going off in someone's face! Izzy and I, of course, are very much looking forward to getting her to cum on his face - get her over her inhibitions and torture his fastidiousness at the same time. wickedgrin
Also, tia has left out a big chunk of stuff between him being "spit-roasted" between Izzy and I and the rest of our orgasms. If I've got the time/energy I might just try and finish this account myself. 
Good job, pet...and yes you ARE beautiful, and not ordinary at all!}
