I'm sorry I haven't written anything for a long time. I had to come to terms with what's happened in the meantime.
As I already wrote, my wife wanted me to be available as a sissy to her bull and possibly his friends. I was skeptical about it at first, but I found the idea of being dressed up as a woman or sissy and being allowed to wear vinyl costumes and vinyl and plastic coats, both of which I have a real weakness for, extremely appealing. With a wig, vinyl over-the-knee boots, and vinyl gloves, I was quite presentable after a few weeks, although of course not a perfect woman. When my wife had a visit from her bull, I would serve him, or if he had a friend with him, first with my hand and later, of course, with my mouth.
Since I don't have a strong gag reflex, I soon learned to take their members all the way down and to swallow naturally.
If it was going to be the "first time," I had agreed with my wife that she would tie my hands behind my back, blindfold me, and put a ball gag on me.
I didn't want to scream uncontrollably, and if I did, I'd at least want to be gagged. Besides, I prefer being gagged, as I won't get the unwanted French kisses from my "date," which I don't like.
One Saturday evening, during a "double date" with my wife and me, the moment finally arrived. I was already dressed in my seductive outfit before our guests arrived. My wife had already hinted that it would probably happen that day and helped me prepare by using lots of lubricant on me.
The four of us sat in the living room, and each couple started making out. Reluctantly, I let him put his tongue in my mouth, but at the same time, I grabbed his crotch. I preferred giving him a blowjob to getting French kissed. Shortly afterward, he took off his pants. My wife was also blowing her bulls cock. My date didn't want to come and pulled his penis out of my mouth. He said he wanted to go to the bathroom and freshen up a bit. I immediately knew what was coming.
I looked at my wife, who was grinning meaningfully and starting to "prepare" me. She put a blindfold on me with a narrow strap under my nose and tightened the strap. Then she put my hands behind my back and put the handcuffs on me. I got a quick kiss on the mouth before she forced my 5.5 cm ball gag behind my teeth. After a brief "have fun" a got a last kiss from her on my gag. My "date" came out of the bathroom and said, "Oh, how nice." He had me kneel in front of the couch and rest my upper body on it. He thought it was a good position for the "plan."
Shortly afterwards, a bottle was unscrewed, which I couldn't immediately identify. He said, "Now it smells a bit sweet," and pressed a damp cloth over my mouth and nose.
Seconds later, I was forced to inhale the sweet-smelling liquid. Today I know it was amyl nitrite poppers.
It was like a rush that came over me. He pressed my head onto the rag, thus onto the couch, and began to penetrate me. The pain was excruciating.
Later, my wife said it was a good thing that, in addition to the ball gag, my mouth was also pressed onto the couch, otherwise I would have screamed the whole house down. I don't remember much more. I didn't feel him cum inside me, but I guess he did. At some point, my wife freed me from the restraints and gag and said I had done well. My "boyfriend" was already back in the bathroom cleaning himself. Shortly afterward, first my friend left, followed by my wife's bull. I ran into the bathroom, took off my outfit faster than usual, and jumped into the shower.
After ten minutes, the pain hadn't gone away, but I felt a certain pride at having finally done it and being a woman "successfully" for the first time.