"Do you want to fuck my throat, baby?" I nodded, removing myself from Emily's pussy and offering my penis for her oral service. "Well okay," she said,..."but I'm still going to need a cock inside of my wet pussy."I knew exactly what Emily was getting at. Jerking off and blowing a complete stranger had only been a warm-up. I had unleashed the slut inside of my wife, and that slut was not yet satiated. She wanted to feel a new cock inside of her. And at this point, how could I refuse?I laid down on. Shealways made sure there was plenty of girlish reading material aroundwhere I could find it.Still, I had never openly admitted I wanted to be a girl - not eventonight. The most I had been able to bring myself to say was a tearful'I don't know.'After a long while I went into the small bathroom attached to my bedroomand started to take a shower. I needed to calm down and get some sleep.Suddenly I heard the bedroom door open."I put something for you on your bed. Try it on only if you want to.Good. Even many of the women but she wasn't into that. Strong men with strong cocks were her thing. Barbie loved to play with them. Turn them on. Get them close. Then tease them before finally letting them drive it home.Her life was great. Her job was great. Everything was one big party, and she didn't need anything else. She had her party friends, her clothes and fashion sense, her list of places she could rule the floor. Everything was going her way. She thought it would last forever.But Barbie was. She caught my eye ands smiled slightly, and said, ‘You don’t mind if I…’ ‘No, no of course not,’ I said a little too eagerly. She smiled widely and moved towards me. She had to squeeze past, and her arse brushed against my crotch, waking up my cock. I also noticed that through her white school top, it was extremely easy to see an orange spotty bra, concealing what looked to be a pair of C breasts. She flopped next to me, looking tired. ‘Hi, I’m Maria.’ ‘Jack,’ I answered. ‘You’re new here.