My wife had left for work, leaving me alone in the midst of a layoff down at the plant. I was a little depressed; thirty four years old, uncertain job future. I wondered how housewives managed. I laughed bitterly, thinking that I was now like a housewife. Lying in bed, I rubbed my nipples, “I’m a housewife, look at my titties,” I said in a fem voice. It ac...
*Note to readers: This is a fetish story. Specifically the smoking fetish where men who think attractive women who smoke are extremely sexy and desirable. If this offends you or isn't something you find interesting, please find another story to read. The basis for this story is the movie The White Orchid. It is purely fictional and a kind of homage to a mov...
It's now been several years since Debby and I entered our new arrangement and it has worked out very well for us. Deb is in charge and I am still delighted to be her slave. Having a cigar-smoking, dominant woman for a wife was not something I ever would have dreamt that I wanted, but sometimes life takes us down paths that we never would have expected. We...
This story is humbly dedicated to Lucian. Two millenia ago, he wrote a tale of Ancient Egypt we know today as 'The Sorcerer's Apprentice.' "Oh, darling. Not tonight. I'm so tired." Belinda smiled sleepily at her husband. Once again, his fingers had been roving over her body in an obvious attempt to initiate sex. Now those fingers stopped and withdrew. Simon...
[Part of a series of stories about a wife who owns her husband.] * On holiday, my wife always comes alive sexually. Stephanie opens up, seems to find everything and anything sexual, and she becomes very demanding. She rarely puts on underwear on holiday, dresses much more provocatively than normal and expects me to be ready and available for her at all ti...
*Many thanks to MelnMe for allowing me the opportunity to write a follow-on to their story. Be sure to check out their work! Also thanks to the authors of some wonderful cuckold stories, that provided the inspiration to write on this fascinating subject... ____________________ As I turn the corner into our street, I see Paula, framed in the light of the be...
It was forty-eight days since we'd colonized Freth. Forty-eight days was a lot of days especially as Freth's days went by slower than Earth days. I'd checked my watch occasionally to see how it lined up. By the twenty-seventh night on Freth, my watch had burnt out, and I knew it was nearly a year's time, Earth time. A month here was a year. It was a chilling...
Where to begin? I guess I should start out with defining what my wife and I really are. We don't exactly fit into any category. We're not swingers in that we don't hang out with other swingers and swap partners. I'm not exactly a cuckold, either, in that I don't want some guy to bang my wife and try to humiliate me while he's doing it. As I have gotten old...
So let me tell you a little about my perversions. I was married for thirty two years. She was a great woman and willing to do pretty much anything I ask to please me. I do have a bit if a bisexual side and twice the urge to suck a cock got too strong and I fooled around with a gay friend of mine but other that the only straying I did was porn. And lots of po...
Well, I must say, I have really come to enjoy my new relationship with Jason. I now realize that every woman can have power over her man--she just has to have the confidence to seize it. I now understand that you can get them to do anything you want if you control their dick-for-brains. I have also come to really enjoy our pegging sessions. The psychologica...