"Tonight just got more interesting" I said. "Oh, you don't even know the half of it yet," she beamed. Taking her drink to her lips like nothing had happened. Urges pulsed through me yet I couldn't do a thing here. Putting it simply, I needed to get her home, I needed her, my restricted erection felt unusual yet pleasurable . Finishing our drinks, we left...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of gay male sexual content. * Monday evening "Listen darling, most of the girls at work go clubbing on Friday nights, and they've been trying to get me to go with them. You don't mind do you darling? It's only one night each week." My young sexy wife told me a few weeks ago. I really didn't want her to go clu...
The wife's side of a conversation with her husband as she gets packed to go on a 10-day vacation with her lover and leave him behind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Okay Dearie. Up on the bed. It's almost time for me to leave. I have a plane to catch. Don't you worry. I know that once you're done binding your hands and fee...
Chapter 4: Conclusion Here is a small brief of what has happened till now: My fairy husband had been seduced by a strong man at home and then had agreed to be a sissy pornstar. Fairy new master had trained him as a sissy to perform in a gay movie without his knowledge that he was making a sissy trainer porn movie the whole time. I found out and threatened...
Present day: We arrived at the 'Sissy Salon' which was a covert sex club for downlow gay wealthy men and lesbians. As his agent and pimp I collected all his performance fees. I walked into the 'Sissy Salon' to make sure that everything was in place so my sissy husband could perform. Then I went to his dressing room to make sure everything I requested for me...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
I scurried to the bathroom, tears streaking my face. I was dripping cum on the bedroom floor as I went, but I didn't stop. I just wanted to get out of the room. I couldn't believe how badly things had gone! 20 minutes ago I was stood in my May babydoll, black stockings & red heels set for some intimate time with my wife, my Mistress, but now? Now things were...
Brett woke up the next day with the sun shining in through their bedroom noticing his wife wasn't in the room with him. He stepped out of bed, put his panties from last night on and walked downstairs for coffee. He saw a note on the counter. "Good morning Britt, I had to run and get a few things from the office. I should be home soon. Take a relaxing ba...
Gerd loosened off and then untied the ropes that bound my wrists and ankles. I rubbed the marks where the flesh had been heavily indented by their tight constriction, sitting at his booted feet now as he watched me. He clipped a leather leash to my collar. "Whenever you are leashed you will remain on all fours unless told otherwise, is that understood boy?"...
Please read the previous two stories to fully understand and enjoy this chapter. If you don't want to read them, here is a brief description of what has happened till now: *** My husband was conned by me into exploring his sexuality and he finds out that he is bisexual. He also agrees on being a porn-star to earn a hell lot of money for us. After shooting...