Fifi La Femme: A Pansy at Last

I confess that I was apprehensive as Frank's enormous red throbbing prick slipped out of my hot wet lips and I gazed in awe at massive length and girth of my husband's manhood. I grasped hold of his stiff veiny erection planted a submissive wet kiss on his heavy balls and looked up at him demurely fluttering my false eyelashes. "Treat me gently darling. I do love you so"

"Bend over and spread your legs" Frank barked. My wedding dress rustelled as I assumed the tradition position for a homosexual; kneeling on all fours head buried in the pillows legs spread with my bum in the air to achieve full penetration. Frank lifted the layers of satin and taffeta of my wedding gown and petticoat and pulled my frilly knickers to one side to expose my plump soft womanly buttocks and my tight little virgin cherry.

All my life I had dreamed about being sodomised by a man; buggered; fucked up the arse-hole by a big butch hairy man. My gay cunt was aching to be filled with thrusting prick; to lie there sobbing and squealing like a pansy as my man's massive weapon fucked me deep and hard and spurted its load of hot sperm inside me.

Frank mounted me from behind and fingered my tight arse with Vaselene. Pretty soon he had three then four fingers up my gay cunt and treated me to my first homo fist-fuck until my pussy was ready for a good hard arse-fucking. I minced and whimpered like a poof and lisped in a high-pitched pansy voice:

"FUCK MY HOMO CUNT-HOLE. I NEED YOUR 10-INCH PRICK!" What our wives would have had they seen us I dread to think. Me in Doreen's wedding dress lying on the bed begging Frank to stick his 10-inch penis right up my arse-hole and bugger me like a mincing homosexual virgin bride.

Taking hubbies 10-inch battleship wasn't easy. My sphincter wouldn't stretch around his 8-inch girth but we were both determined to consummate our gay marriage by having full homosexual intercourse culminating with my hubby hosing great wads of hot semen deep inside my clenching gay cunt.