The Perfect Pair, Part 5 (fetish, chastity, consensual, cross dressing) By ChangeYourPassword Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and...
[The idea for Paul came from a Reddit post. The author, who has since deleted his account, gave his approval for me to expand, elaborate, develop, and publish this story as my own.] ***Our First Bull*** I'd wanted this for so long: a hard young teenage dick for my wife. She laughed about it, didn't take me seriously. Called it my "frat-cock fantasy," or my...
Chapter 13: Where do we go from here It was a couple weeks before Dave and I had any real time to talk about our weekends. Unknown to Dave I got a surprise call from Tina. It is always Sandy that calls so I was very surprised when I answered the phone and it was Tina. We had a nice long talk all about how much she loves my husband and how I feel about her's...
Jessica 7 : The Honeymoon Jessica looked out over the beach at the breath taking view before her. The sun was setting and the sky was a beautiful pink, reflected against the calm Caribbean waters. She closed her eyes and listened to the gentle lapping of the waves against the shoreline. She was in heaven. She heard someone walk up behind her and softly kiss...
Many thanks to Dennis for the editing of this story * I'm Michael "Mic" Wallmann, a married man in my mid forties. My pretty wife Marianne is two years younger. Our daughter Julia is sixteen and our son Melvin is fourteen years old. When this story begins we still are a typical middle class Scandinavian suburban family with fair jobs and fair house. Withou...
I stood outside our hotel room, looking at the door, butterflies fluttering madly in my stomach. I was dressed in thigh length boots, tiny tight mini skirt which was showing the lower part on my naked buttocks with a tight corset top barely containing my ample breasts. To cap it all I had thick strands of cum on my thigh length boots, glistening in the subdu...
[Part three of a series of stories about a wife who owns her husband. I get a lot of abuse from some readers who seem to think I am committing an unforgivable crime and personally insulting them by putting these stories in what they think is the wrong category. (I like a bit of abuse, but mostly from my lovely wife.) These stories have elements of fetish and...
Chitra returned home and immediately went for a shower. She wanted to wash away all the smell of her steamy sex with Ramji. The water also cooled her mind and she felt better as she changed into new clothes. She swore that she would make a similar mistake. Her initial thoughts were to confess everything to Vijay and seek his pardon. Second thoughts persuad...
It wasn’t going as Walter’d imagined. His wife wasn’t supposed to kiss the black guy, tell him, “Fuck me like he can’t.” The black guy loving it, saying, “Fuck him. I’m gonna make sure you forget your husband.” In his head, it was always quiet, like a silent movie. But as he watched, crouching in the closet among his suit jackets and trousers, he wanted the...
I travel a lot, perhaps because of that people often ask what's the strangest thing which has happened to me while I've been away with work. To be honest most of it pales when compared to some of my stories from the marines, but I'm not allowed to share those. Instead I often tell them about the time Nigel and I travelled to a visit a client in the north we...