PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS

— And what is our daddy cooking here, something so aromatic? Katya asked cheerfully, stepping into the kitchen towards me, her step no longer light. Her nightgown tightly hugged her pregnant belly. — I just whipped up some coffee with candy. I smiled, tenderly pressing my girls to me. — A sunny day today, a day of change... my wife commented, her thoughtful gaze catching on the window as she took a sip. — Whether we want to or not, we have to break it off with daddy. All the deadlines are up. It's starting to hurt a bit already, from this size. In a fit of passion, I jump around too much, can't control myself, then I walk all bow-legged)) — Good thing my little licker heals me afterwards, and it gets easier,

my wife smiled playfully. — And what would you do without me, you barrel of laughs!

— Listen, I keep forgetting to ask him, what does he drink? — Why is there so much sperm every time? I continued, raising my eyebrows, feigning surprise.

— Oh, I just do, — He simply remarked, and you're happy to tease me)) No problem, I'm used to it already. For me, it's like drinking a raw egg. — Well, that's fine then, my little grumbler.

I moved closer to my wife and licked a speck of chocolate from her soft lips, then habitually slipped my tongue between them, losing myself in a wet kiss... According to our calculations, our daughter is about, give or take, seven months old these days. Today is a day off. Soon our lover will arrive. By mutual decision, this will be the last meeting. We will never see each other again. The child must not recognize him. Although, of course, there is some percentage chance that she is my daughter. But for us, it doesn't matter at all. We are very grateful to Kostya. The guy realized for us everything we could only fantasize about, trembling from orgasms...

A portrait of our lover. He's an unmarried guy, 35 years old, average height, toned, with abs. Fair-haired, a slightly pretty face. We didn't measure the size of his penis, but it doesn't all fit in)) , he says 20cm., thick, I can't close my hand around it... A large mushroom-shaped head, bigger than the shaft. By all measures, a huge tool! A woman's dream, in a word. He has another not insignificant plus. The man has his own business. A car, an apartment. All our meetings, gifts, trips were paid for from his pocket. It was always very easy with him! And today we will see each other for the last time. He suggested holding the meeting in Pyatigorsk. Wants to rent a country cottage for the evening, with a pool and sauna. Hinted that there would be a masseur and a female masseuse. As always, we agreed, he intrigued us to the max. We had a couple of hours left to get ready. I won't be able to tell you everything, I'll miss a lot anyway, but in a few pages, I'll partially convey how we met and made love.

About a year ago, my fantasies had matured and were desperately seeking an outlet; frequent masturbation and role-playing with my wife didn't provide the proper release. I needed something real, but I was very scared to show myself from that side, and to drag my beloved person into such uncharted territory... — What if I mess up? — What if everything doesn't go as imagined? Maybe I should stop, switch? This 'what if' wouldn't leave me alone... Distancing myself from the desire only intensified it over time. But unfortunately or fortunately, I couldn't do anything about my crooked orientation...

Why and how all this got into my head is a job for a psychologist. I think the size of my penis played a significant role. My thin 12cm didn't get very forest-like reviews, from both ladies and friends. Anyway, don't judge too harshly, I became who I became. I literally worshipped woman as a creation, subconsciously striving to be like her. I must give myself credit that in everyday life, I remained an ordinary, responsible man, one way or another successfully coping with life's problems. Sorry for the digression)).

And so, one late evening, very aroused, I went to a dating site and placed an ad. Briefly stated my desires and possibilities. Wrote my ICQ number and the next day friend requests started coming in. That's basically how it all started spinning. One of them was Kostya. – Write to me, we'll do everything beautifully and with understanding. Had positive experience with a couple. Will help financially. And I replied. The guy sent a photo.

In a couple of days, I was already relatively open about what was in my head. My new friend asked me to tell my wife about him. That same evening, I made up my mind and confessed everything to her, showed her his picture. It was clear she liked the guy. After listening to me, we talked about it for a long time, and in the end decided, for starters, simple correspondence wouldn't be a great sin. Kostik, surprisingly, was patient with us. Only after a couple of weeks did we send him our photos. By that time, my better half was already communicating quite openly with the guy. Mutual sympathy seriously strengthened our relationship. About a month later, we exchanged phone numbers. He called my wife in front of me, asked about her tastes, joked. It was clear from everything that she really liked this approach. Moreover, when making love, we imagined how it could happen with the three of us...

After some time, Kostya stood up, extended his hand to my wife, and suggested we go to a separate room to talk about our affairs. Music was playing in the restaurant, couples were dancing, so we had to find some privacy. Behind the door awaited coziness, ripe fruit on the table, and the alcohol we were drinking in the hall. We flopped onto the sofa, Kostik sat opposite. We poured glasses and drank again to the pleasant acquaintance. Hops buzzed in my head and arousal relaxed our bodies.

— My friends! — Let's deliver the missing periods, commas, and other punctuation marks in our pleasures. He said, pouring us another shot each. — I can't even calculate everything in advance, all the nuances of our future relationship, but I know quite a lot about your desires! And I will try very hard, along the way, to find the keys to your inhibitions. — I hope, soon, we will become very close, in every sense. — Each of us will get what they want. Don't worry about money at all, I have a lot. You don't need to pay me back. Moreover, gifts, trips, and our other mischief, I will pay for everything.

— I don't even know, money is good of course, but it wasn't the main condition for the meetings. — You don't have to spend so much, I emphasized, hugging my tipsy and pleased wife. — Oh, of course you're right! — Money is trash, but it's easier to open any doors with it. — And if you don't mind, let's not focus on this anymore. — Let's move on to dessert.

— I've put together a small plan and little gifts for you. The man pulled several bags from under the table and gave one to me. The rest he handed to Katya. — This is for you, dear. — While we were enjoying those wonderful dishes in the restaurant hall, I allowed myself to invite one of my stylist acquaintances, he, unnoticed by you, lingered near the table, took your measurements by eye and made purchases. — As far as I know, the bag should contain lingerie, and something else.

— You can go to the bathroom and change.

My surprised wife took the bags and silently trudged to the other room. — I couldn't even imagine I was going for something like this! The aroused woman thought, stripping naked. Starting with the panties and ending with the gold chain, everything fit perfectly. A gray floor-length skirt, a strict black shirt, heels.

— What a bastard, I won't be able to take this off now... In the reflection stood a beautiful, sexy girl, the bra pushed up her apple-like breasts, and the resulting cleavage demanded a button be undone, where an ornate pendant—a heart—immediately dove. The ice has broken, Katya caught herself thinking. — I liked everything very much! Thank you so much. My wife sat back down in her place. Kostya took her hand and said. — Wear it in good health. — And can you give me a slow dance, before you leave?

Yes, of course! It's no trouble for me! Answered my pleased wife, glancing at me with embarrassment.

– You know, the suitor continued, that a kiss on the lips is the most trusting and intimate thing? It removes all obstacles between people. — When you're ready, do it for me, please. Katerina lowered her eyes without answering, at that same moment a wave of arousal, goosebumps ran with warmth in her lower abdomen, involuntarily leaving a wet spot of excited flesh on the gift.

— Now let's take care of your husband. – Please open my gift. You have enough courage not to leave and change here, right? We have to start somewhere, don't we?

— And if the clothes don't fit me, I retreated for a moment.

— There's only what will keep you in shape, believe me. – Please don't be shy. — What to do, he was right, we have to start somewhere. I stood up and slowly undressed. Everyone was aware of my weakness for women's lingerie, after half a minute I shyly took off my thong, and stood naked. Reached into the bag, and pulled out unusual panties.

— Be bolder, put them on, then we'll adjust a bit. – This is a universal chastity belt, primarily for women, but also fits well for men who have too small a penis, Kostya smiled. The panties surprised with their intricacies, they fit like a glove. Their appearance resembled women's, tight-fitting briefs, (they lacked a pouch for the male equipment). In the back, most of the material went between the buttocks, unobtrusively spreading them, and only a small part tightly hugged the butt. The front material was no different, only under the fabric was a clever metal mesh, completely enveloping the penis and testicles.

— Walk around, sit down — is it comfortable for you? The modern material will adjust to your body itself and won't cause discomfort. — On the butt there is an invisible lock, it opens, the fabric will part and you can take care of major needs. — When you put them on, your little organ fell into a special pocket, it's moisture-resistant and from it runs a special channel, exactly to the place where women pee. Kostya came up to me with a remote and entered a combination of numbers, and the unusual fabric pressed tightly against my body.

-You won't be able to take the panties off without our help anymore, so, don't forget to sit down in the toilet every time. I didn't believe it and pulled the elastic, but to my surprise it hugged my body, and I couldn't even properly slip a finger in. I got very aroused from such confinement.

– Specially for you, three samples of such panties were made. The thong you're wearing, another with lacy shorts, and briefs. – If you don't refuse me a trip to the sea in Turkey, they'll be especially useful for you there. – Yes, almost forgot to say, the highlight of the lingerie. – They're chameleons!

— They change color with temperature, programmed for the most delicate, feminine colors, only the briefs always remain blue. Here my wife and I realized how seriously we had moved from fantasy to reality, and had no desire to return. Already really wanted to go further... There was a lot of stuff left in the bag, a set of anal plugs of various diameters, a pair of super panties, tights, stockings with a garter belt, thin leggings, socks, a couple of bras, nail polish, lipstick, mascara and other trinkets. From all this not cheap junk, I put on a soft, tight-fitting tank top, and my own pants with a shirt.

— Polina and Vlad. — Since our evening is off to such a good start, you won't mind if I draw up a plan for our further relationship, in other words, a play contract. I'll ask you questions, and based on the answers, I'll draft a charter for Oleg. Then everyone will sign.

¬ -Believe me, even though it's a game, actions will become reality, and new obligations will need to be fulfilled.

— Yes, we don't mind! — Let's take another step, answered my intrigued wife for us. – I hugged her shoulders and kissed her. – Ask.

— Then let's begin. — Polina, based on your experience, please answer honestly. – Are you satisfied with your husband's size?

— Kostya, most likely, we wouldn't be sitting here with you if everything was okay with us! – In my opinion, a man should resemble himself in every sense. – Without a doubt, a big penis is more attractive. – From 18 to 22cm, with a little extra, for comfortable orgasm in different positions. – And thickness! — So it's tighter! – But mine didn't even reach 13! -Only in one position is it a little pleasant. — In others, I don't feel it at all! – Right, baby? my wife ruffled my hair. – I know Vlad won't be offended by me for such talk, for some reason it arouses him when I humiliate him in this regard, especially in front of you, Kostya.

— Katerina. – Can you call your husband a man?

— What goes on in our brains, no one has really figured out. — He constantly analyzes everything, makes decisions, some subconsciously, others consciously. — One might think that the body is one, but there are many personalities, each fighting for survival. — And it must be admitted they are of different genders. — To put it simply, I imagine that Oleg has been living with a female tenant in one body since childhood.

— Once a boy's body was born, and in it, without permission, settled a mischievous girl.

— Honey, Katyusha addressed me, remember your story, how at about eight years old, without knowledge at that time about the difference between the sexes. — For some unclear reason, you would seclude yourself and play, imagining yourself as a girl? — Getting real arousal in your pants. – And remember your favorite doll? — Maybe your girlfriend, living with you, played with her? Did anyone force you to insert objects into your butt and imitate the act? — The attraction to women's lingerie, the desire to lick? — Do men with big penises have such thoughts? — I think they just don't do that. — Simply no need and that's it. — And the desire to experience anal orgasm? — Riding a strap-on? — To serve, to humiliate yourself in front of me, also this endless masturbation... — Everything listed is female and only female. — I better not say anything about the penis. — On the other hand, Oleg is a jack-of-all-trades for me, can do many things. — Quite physically developed, gets angry and stubborn like a man. — And this cannot be attributed to a wom

an. — In short, if you take him as a whole, then 50 percent man, and 50 woman. There definitely lives a lustful girl in him. — In any case, he's not to blame for what's happening to him.

— Interesting, and most likely correct approach to your spouse. — I'm pleased to deal with a wise lady, noted Kostya.

— Do you love your husband? — Not just love, I adore him, the one and only!

— Could you sleep with another?

— Well, if my husband allows it, I would be curious to know what that beast, a real man, is like. But without rudeness and not right away, I'm very scared to be honest.

— Excellent.

— Now Oleg, questions for you.

— You won't mind if your wife shows interest in me and I replace you as a lover?

— I'm very afraid of my feelings and keep thinking, how will I be able to survive such a thing!

— But it's beyond my strength! — Yes, I really want to.... – Only very tenderly and carefully!

— Second question. — What gives you the highest pleasure?

— To watch my darling make love! — I dream of licking sperm out of her, gratefully sucking a big cock...

— To observe how, from love with another super male, her vagina irreversibly widens, — To realize that I can no longer give her pleasure as a man... To serve her. I want to be her girlfriend. — To forget about my own penis for a long time