Titles marked with the (FF) prefix are stories which has little to no build up of plot and character. It goes straight into the action. There are requests for stories that dive straight down into the thick of the action rather than go too much into the characters and what they do. I understand it’s different strokes for different folks, but i will try to cater to all preferences. FF, also stands for fast and furious will have shorter intros, just enough to read you into the scene before the action begins.
It will be dirtier, darker, and i may remove the preview altogether, or restrict it for subscribers only for some titles due to the nature of the story.
James finally came clean with his wife about his fetish. He never expected her to agree to help him fulfil it.
James kept playing with his knuckles as he tries to compose himself in front of his wife Samantha. He has something to say to her but the words do not come easy.
Samantha : dear you ok? you seemed a bit off today.
James : Yeah, there’s something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about. It’s just that… it’s not easy
Samantha set her cup down, concern etching lines on her face.
Samantha : It’s ok dear, just say what you have in mind.
James : It’s something I’ve kept hidden for a long time, Samantha. I’ve always struggled with it, but I think it’s time I share it with you
Samantha : oh. What is it? It’s ok you can tell me. Whatever it is, we can face it together. We’re husband and wife remember ?
James : It’s just… it’s about a fetish I have.
Samantha’s eyebrows furrowed in surprise, and she leaned in closer, her voice gentle but inquisitive.
Samantha : A fetish? What kind of fetish are you talking about?
James struggled to find the right words, his fingers nervously tracing patterns on the tabletop.
James :It’s a cuckold fetish, Samantha
Her eyes widened slightly, processing the unexpected revelation.
Samantha : Cuckold fetish?
she repeated, trying to understand what he meant.
Samantha : you mean…you mean you want me to sleep with another man?
James : Yes, but please, let me explain. It’s not what you might think.
James took a deep breath, his gaze never leaving his beautiful wife.
James : For me, it’s not about the physical aspect of it. It’s more about the emotional and psychological side. It’s about the vulnerability, the excitement of seeing you experience pleasure and desire, even if it’s with someone else. It’s like… a deep, complex mix of emotions.
Samantha : i…i…
James : I’m sorry to lay this on you so abruptly but i’m on the brink of my sanity. I have to share this with you, i have to tell someone about my fetish. I can’t keep bottling this up inside me.
Samantha’s eyes softened with understanding. She reached out and placed her hand on his again, this time with a comforting grip.
Samantha : Dear…i…
James : I’m sorry, i…i just…it’s so hard for me to come out to you like this. i wasn’t thinking straight. i…
Samantha : dear…I appreciate you sharing this with me. I can see that this is about feelings and emotions for you, not just physical acts. It’s a part of who you are.
James : you can?
Samantha nodded with a smile.
James : It’s not something I can control, but it’s something I’ve never been able to talk about. and it’s killing me every time we get intimate. I..i just keep thinking about it…
Samantha : everyone has their own desires and fantasies. We all have layers to our sexuality. What matters is our connection and communication.
James : I was so afraid this would change everything between us if i tell you.
Samantha : No, Dear. It doesn’t change how I feel about you. We’re in this together, and we’ll figure out how to navigate this aspect of our relationship. I love you James…i married you…
James held onto his wife dearly and kissed her on her forehead.
James : I’m sorry dear. i know it;s not normal. it’s not normal for a man to think of something like this but…
Samantha : It’s ok dear. there’s no right and wrong to fetishes. We can work our way through this, i rather you share this with me that keep it bottled up inside.
As they continued to talk, James shared more about his feelings and experiences, always keeping the conversation focused on the emotional and psychological aspects. Samantha listened attentively, asking questions to gain a deeper understanding of his perspective.
Samantha : Maybe…We can explore what this means for us and how to maintain our connection while respecting boundaries.
James felt his heart skip a beat as he look at his beautiful wife biting her lips and blushing on her cheeks.
James : What? are you serious?
Samantha took a deep breath and then held James’ hands in hers.
Samantha : I know you are trying very hard to use nice words, but i know you James. I know those are not the words to convey what you really want… why don’t you tell me in plain vanilla English. What is your fetish, and how do you think we can satisfy it?
James trembled a little but with the reassuring look his wife gave him, he decided to let it all out.
James : I want to dress you up…in a nice pink lingerie…
Samantha : And…
James : black undies, thigh high stockings…garter belt…
Samantha : And…
James : I want to warp you up like a nice little present…arnghhh
James could feel the raging hardon in his pants as the images he verbalised started conjuring in his mind.
Samantha : and?
James : Then i want to tie you up…wrist…ankles…arnghhh
Samantha touched James’ erection through his pants and patted it like she was trying to calm down an excited dog.
Samantha asked James to continue, dropping her voice to a low whisper as if they were sharing some dark secret.
Samantha : And?
James : and i want to see another man touch you…
Samantha : Just touch ?
James : arnghhhh…arghhhh!
Samantha : You sure it’s just touching?
James: No….I need to witness him ravage you mercilessly. I need to see his power driving into your body as you succumb to the pleasure that it brings. I want to hear your cries of ecstasy as he thrusts deeper, each time pushing you closer to the edge until you finally erupt in a wave of pure euphoria!
James panted breathlessly as he tried to regulate his excitement, arousal and heartbeat all at the same time.
Samantha lean back and away from her husband, her hands letting go of his.
James : I…
Before James could say what he wanted, Samantha already gave him her reply.
Samantha : Let’s do it…
James : What?
Samantha touched her husband on his cheek tenderly before kissing him on his lips. She repeated what she just said for James in a whisper right beside his cheek she was holding.
Samantha : Let’s do it…