My Sissy Husband Gets Dick for his Birthday

A Birthday He’d Never Forget!

I couldn’t contain my excitement as I watched Tim’s eyes light up when he unwrapped the box I had carefully prepared for him. Inside, a collection of luscious lingerie lay waiting – delicate lace panties, silky thongs, and even a frilly bra. But these weren’t for me; they were for him, my sissy husband who’s done playing with my panties. Tim’s eyes widened, and I could see the surprise and arousal in them. He hesitated for a moment before reaching into the box and pulling out a black lace thong. Then, he disappeared into the bedroom, and I waited, my heart pounding with anticipation. When he emerged, I couldn’t help but gasp. The lingerie looked incredible on him, the black lace contrasting with his pale skin. His cock was already half-hard, straining against the fabric.

But I had more in store for him. I had hired a stripper for the night, a sexy man with a body that could make any woman – or man – drool. And now, as Tim stood before me, dressed in lingerie that made him look more beautiful than ever, I knew it was time. It was time for my sissy husband to get the cock he desired and deserved.

I called out to the stripper who had been waiting in our living room. He entered, his eyes raking over Tim’s body. He grinned, a slow, sexy smile that made my pussy clench, and I knew Tim was in for a treat. The stripper moved closer to Tim, his body pressing against my husband’s. Tim gasped, his eyes widening as the stripper’s hands roamed over his body, exploring every inch of him. The stripper’s fingers traced the edge of the lace thong, making Tim shiver with pleasure.

My Sissy Husband was in for a real treat.

The stripper’s hands moved lower, cupping Tim’s ass, and Tim moaned, his cock growing even harder. The stripper grinned, his fingers slipping under the lace and teasing Tim’s hole. Then, Tim gasped, his body arching into the touch. I watched, my pussy growing wetter by the second as the stripper continued to explore my sissy husband. He teased Tim’s nipples, making him moan and whine, before moving lower, his fingers tracing the length of Tim’s cock through the lace.

Tim whimpered, his body trembling with need, and I knew it was time. I nodded to the stripper, and he grinned, his hands moving to the front of his pants. He undid the zipper, and his cock sprang free, hard and ready. The stripper pushed Tim onto the bed, his hands rough and demanding. Tim moaned, his body arching as the stripper’s cock pressed against his hole. And then, with one swift thrust, the stripper was inside him.

Tim cried out, his body shaking with pleasure as the stripper fucked him. I watched, my pussy aching with need, as the stripper’s cock slid in and out of Tim’s hole. Tim’s moans filled the room, and I could see the pleasure etched on his face. The stripper’s hands moved to Tim’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts. Tim moaned, his body tensing as he neared his climax. And then, with a final thrust, the stripper came, filling my sissy husband with cum in his boy pussy.

Wearing the same panties is such a turn on!

Tim cried out, his body shuddering as he came, his cum spilling onto the lace thong. The stripper pulled out, his cock still hard, and I knew it was my turn. Then, I moved closer to Tim, my hands roaming over his body, exploring every inch of him. I kissed him, my tongue sliding into his mouth. And then, I moved lower, my lips tracing a path down his body.

I reached his cock, still hard and slick with cum, and I took it in my mouth. My sissy husband moaned, his body arching as I sucked him, my tongue exploring every inch of him. I sucked harder, my mouth moving up and down his cock, until he cried out, his body shuddering as he came again. Then, I swallowed his cum, my pussy aching with need, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I climbed onto the bed, straddling Tim’s body, and I lowered myself onto his cock. The stripper came from behind and fucked Tim’s boy pussy once more.

Tim moaned, his hands moving to my hips, guiding me as I rode him. I could feel his cock inside me, filling me up, and I moaned, my body trembling with pleasure as the stripper rocked both of us. Then, I rode him harder, my pussy clenching around his cock, until I cried out, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. I collapsed onto Tim’s body, my pussy still throbbing with pleasure. I knew this was a birthday Tim would never forget.

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