"That was good, but not as tight as earlier. I think I may have to try your ass next." I gulped. I'd never been ass fucked. I sat up and said "I need ... glass of water". He smiled and scooped up a t-shirt from the floor tossing it to me and smiling "Go right, you'll find the kitchen."I threw the t-shirt over my now naked form and hurried out of the bedroom. Turning right I found the kitchen, but like most of the house it was a mess. I looked in vain for a clean glass, but instead settled on a. I felt some pre-cum emerge from the tip as she unzipped my pants and slid them down my hips. I raised my butt off the couch to help her, and she quickly had my pants and boxers in a clump on the floor. My cock was soon in her hands, and she said, “I can’t believe I’m doing this, but you are so hot. Thus begins my first blowjob…” and she slid my cock into her warm, wet mouth. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I exclaimed as my cock entered a mouth for the first time. Strip me, I said, shaking my head. Oh, right. I can be so silly sometimes, giggled Becca. But so sexy, right, husband, beamed Janet. Right, I nodded. The two bimbos stripped me naked, their hands pulling off my shirt then working down my pants. They both grinned when my cock came out. Their lips attacked it, licking and sucking as their hands massaged my balls. We made you hard, Janet moaned. Dont worry. Well help you relax. Good, Alice purred. Youre both such good wives. Good wives please. Over the next 10 or so years, i would dress up and jerkoff often. save in high school. Other pursuits were more pressing, say girls, sports, music, etc. Crossdressing became almost non-requerdo. Vietnam next deterred me. It wasn't till the early 70's when I finally gained employment and my own place, that I started back in crossdressing. I found shoes at thrift shops and garage sales. Lingerie was obtainable via the mail. Life was good, I was thin, let my hair grow, and maintained a low profile.