My Wife, His Slut: Filipina Wife

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My Wife, His Slut: Filipina WifeSus! Ladyboi Keven-Jeanne, naked in a cell with a horny, black stud, sucking his thick cock and hairy nuts, eating out his sweaty ass hole, then spreading his naked buttocks for the man to fuck him – HA! HA! HA! HA! THANK you, Satan! Turn a guy into a female! I’m so fuckin HAPPY! All my dignity as a man, a husband, a dad – stripped – to strut naked in just high heels and red lipstick and serve hard black men! Just like any white bitch out on the streets! Like my wife! I’m as sexy and feminine as my wife ever was! SHE goes for black cock – and so do I! Her black boyfriend tatted the Ace of Spades on her shaved vagina, and MY black lover tatted MY bittocks with the Ace of Spades! If me and my wife had a cocksucker contest, I probably would win – it’d be close anyway! That would be so sexy! Lynne and I would do each other’s makeup and hair, then, when the two hot naked black men came in and sat side by side of the sofa, Lynne and I would get on our knees, and service them – side by side! Filipina Lynne. She never had a lot of opportunity to get with a black bull in the Philippines, but once she married me and came to the U.S. she began going out with black men! She told me she didn’t care for white guys – mainly just Filipino men and now, hot black cock! Lynne had zero respect for me as a man, and treated me like shit. She openly dated Filipino and black men and didn’t care what I said. She told me if I didn’t like it I could get the fuck out. She brought men to our apartment and entertained them right in front of me. If they asked about who I was, Lynne would laugh and tell them I was her gay roommate.I had to watch my wife, wearing a see through negligee, and high heels, on the sofa with some masculine hunk, kissing and making love. Sometimes they’d be uncomfortable with me there, and they’d tell me to get lost. That’s what Lynne’s Filipino boyfriend Rey did. He knew I was Lynne’s husband, and thought me being around was weird. One time when they were kissing, and Lynne got on her knees to give him a blowjob, he saw me watching and he said: “Hey! Get lost! Fucking weirdo.”So I went into the guest room and listened to my wife and her Filipino boyfriend having sex. She told me that she prefers Filipino men because they are so hot and passionate when they make love! Later, when Lynne found out I was a closet crossdresser, she helped me dress – did my hair and makeup, picked out sexy outfits – and she told her men that if they knew any guys who were into ladybois, that her roommate was available. That’s when I became a full time ladyboi.Lynne got a job working in a club and was gone a lot. So I began going out to adult video stores and having sex with men in the private booths. I would walk around the arcade dressed in just a skimpy 2 piece string bikini and high heels and solicit men for sex in the booths. Sometimes Lynne and I would compare notes and she would give me tips on things that men like. She told me that guys get really hot when you make gagging noises when you blow them, also they like it when you run your hands over their legs lightly, and after they cum, have a damp yozgat escort cloth ready to clean them up. I tried all of her suggestions and men really did like these things.At first Lynne tried to respect me and treat me like a man. But I could see the disappointment on her face whenever she looked at me nude. I have a soft hairless body and a small penis. She told me that my dick was too small to enjoy, and she would have me roll on my stomach and she would mount me and grind her cunt into my tail bone, thus achieving several orgasms that way. She told me that I have the body of a woman. She would always talk about ladybois, and tell me that her best friend in Manila was a ladyboi. She would joke that I had nice tits – “nice development,” as she put it. I would get angry but inside I felt a secret pride. One day I was watching Lynne apply her make up and she jokingly pretended like she was going to put some on my lips. I recoiled, but she said, Come on – just a little – I bet it look nice!”So I let her “convince” me and sat as she applied red lipstick to my full, pouty lips, and then green eyeshadow and eyeliner. As she was doing it she kept saying softly: “Oh yeah, looks nice – so pretty!”When she was done she put the mirror in front of me. Oh my God!” She exclaimed, squealing with delight – “You look just like a GIRL!” She teased out my blonde hair and sprayed it up. I was wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Lynne ran to our room and came back with her black silk shorty robe, a pair of string panties, and some high heels. “Go ahead – let’s just try it – just for fun!”I took off my clothing and stepped into the heels. They were a really tight fit, but I was able to squeeze partially in them. Oh my GOD! Lynne squealed. You look so SEXY! I’m going to buy you some high heels, Keven! Wow – your legs are so smooth and silky! So feminine!”This was not long after Lynne had arrived in the U.S. and she was pretty bored just hanging around the house, so to break up the boredom, Lynne and I amused ourselves by playing Dress Up Dolly. We’d both get sexy and take nude pics of one another on our phones. Then we’d go to bed and she would jerk me off and tell me about the men she liked in the Philippines, and she admitted that she still was in contact with her boyfriend in Manila. These stories would get me so horny. Lynne would aske me – “What about you? You have a girlfriend before? Boyfriend?”I would blush furiously because I actually had had sexual encounters with men over the years, and I had been secretly crossdressing since puberty, and when she saw me blush she just smiled knowingly. That’s when Lynne lost respect for me as a husband. One time we went out and she wanted to go to a Filipino market to get things for a recipe. That’s when she met the Filipinos, and they were all very excited and exchanged phone numbers. They told Lynne that there was a big Fil-Am community in El Cerrito, and that they do lots of activities. Over the next few weeks Lynne met more and more Filipinos, and found a new friend, a Filipina named Annie. Annie was like Lynne, very girly and feminine and like to dress really escort yozgat sexy. She was in her twenties, but was married to an older white guy named Lou. Annie like to hang out at Spector’s a Filipino karaoke club, and invited Lynne one night. Lynne wanted to go but I felt very self conscious around the Filipinos because I couldn’t understand the language, and also simply because I just had low self esteem. So I told her to just go and have fun. Lynne said that Lou was like me, so Annie always went by herself too.Lynne began hanging out with Annie a lot, and one night she let it slip that Annie had a young Filipino boyfriend that she had met at Spector’s. I was surprised. I thought Annie is married!” I exclaimed.”She is,” Lynne said. “But he is old.” As if that was an adequate reason to cheat on Lou. I began to feel uneasy about Annie, but another part of me was intrigued. Annie was really sexy and the idea of her having sex with a cute Filipino hunk made me horny. So every time Lynne and I had sex, I’d bring the conversation around to Annie. Lynne could tell that the subject made me hot.Lynne asked me if it was ok for Annie to bring her boyfriend Ron to our place, so that Lou wouldn’t get suspicious. By now I had gotten close to Annie too – she Lynne and I would hang out for hours, drinking wine and just talking. So I agreed to let her bring her boyfriend to our place and spend time in the guest room. Little did I know that Lynne had already shown the pics of me in makeup and high heels to Annie. I could tell that Ron didn’t really like me, but he was polite.One afternoon Lynne, Annie and I were sitting around having white zin, and the girls began getting sexy and trying on sexy outfits. “How about you, Keven?” Annie asked. If I had been sober I wouldn’t have done it, but the next thing I knew I was in full makeup and wearing a short skirt and high heels – just one of the girls! “Wow, Keven,” Annie exclaimed! “You should have a boyfriend! You look just like a woman! LADYBOI!”Then Lynne met Rey. He was a friend of Ron’s and soon the 4 of them were double dating, and I was facing the new reality of watching my wife fall in love with another man. Gradually I began dressing more often, and then finally I made the decision to become a ladyboi. After that Lynne and my relationship became one of roommates. And after she met D’ Wayne, an African-American man at her gym, she broke up with Rey, and began dating D’ Wayne exclusively. She would rave about D’ Wayne when we were home alone, and I’d get so horny that sometimes Lynne would jerk my little penis off until I’d cum. Then Lynne got her first job – dancing at a black club in Richmond called: “The Ace of Spades.” D’ Wayne had been pressuring her to go to work, and had driven her to the Ace for an audition. Now that she was working D’ Wayne got her to get them an apartment in Oakland, and I’d only see her occasionally. But I didn’t really mind. I had begun a new life as an adult video store ladyboi. I began hanging out in various Bay Area adult video stores, and having sex with men in the back, where the private viewing booths were located. I would yozgat escort bayan strip down to a string bikini and high heels, and hang out in the back, waiting for men. “Want a blowjob, honey?” I’d whisper.At first I wasn’t asking for money, but it seemed like guys always wanted to know how much. So I began throwing out random figures, and was surprised when they had no problem paying me. Now I was like Lynne – a whore – sucking men off in the private booths, and also letting them fuck me in the ass! This was my dream life. Since puberty I had dreamt and fantasized about being a whore and doing nasty things with men! Now with my wife out of the picture, I was free to finally live my dreams. And I had Lynne to thank, for bringing me out of my shell, and helping me to realize the woman I really was!One night at Secrets in Vallejo, I was standing outside of a booth, dressed in a bikini and high heels, carrying my little gold lame clutch purse, and a young black man came in the arcade. It was late and we were the only two people in the back. He did a double take when he saw me and smiled. “Want a blowjob, sweetie? I asked him.”Hail YEAH!” He said! I stepped into the booth and he closed the door behind him. He was a big powerfully built man, about 6 foot 2. I was wearing heels but he was still taller than I. I quickly stripped completely nude and got into a crouch between his legs. He unbuckled his Jeans and pulled his huge cock out of his shorts. I began giving him a hot sexy blowjob. I ran my hands all over those big strong legs – like Lynne and Annie had taught me, and soon he leaned forward and I felt a big hand on my bare ass, then a finger at my fuck hole. I pulled my head back so that his rigid cock slid from my mouth; “You gonna fuck me, honey? I asked, spit hanging from his cock and my lips.”Stand up,” he said, taking my arm and raising me to my feet. H stripped off his shirt and I almost MELTED! All those hard MUSCLES! I kissed his chest and ran my hands over his chest and abs. Mmmm! Yes masta SAH!”He turned me to face the video screen and came up on me from behind. Oh YES! Those big rough hands felt GOOD feeling up my silky legs and bare belly, and on up to squeeze my tits. I felt his sandpapery jaw kissing on my neck and ears, and I turned my head back to take his tongue in my mouth. Now we were both SO horny! I could feel the hardness of his jock between my buttocks, so I reached down between my legs and took it in my fingers and guided it to the mouth of my anus. I winced slightly as it went in past the ring of tight shit muscles and he began working it up inside of me. “Fuckin pussy TIGHT!” He shouted out as he went in deep. The a few hard thrusts and he grunted in pleasure as he shot a huge load of cum up into my guts. He was breathing heavily and I felt him slide out of me. I dropped to my knees and took his messy cock in my mouth, nibbling the mess clean – like a puta in a Manila brothel! I watched with admiration as he got dressed. He patted my cheek and said: “See you nex time, sissy.” and he walked out.I stood up unsteadily, and stood naked in the open doorway, cum streaming down my bare legs. I was applying a fresh coat of lipstick when I saw Jay, standing in the corner looking at me. He was a gayboi who hung out there. “Have fun, sweetie?” He asked me.”Oh you KNOW I did, girl,” I answered, stepping back inside and closing the door.

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