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.
With their marriage on the verge of falling apart, James and Suwen went for couple counselling. Their lack of intimacy was an issue and after talking to their therapist, the prognosis was obvious. James has a cuck fetish, and Suwen, just needed to feel wanted. Their doctor decides to make some arrangement to help the couple.
*This title contains scenes of consensual, inter-racial wife sharing, cross-dressing and humiliation, please give this a miss if it makes you uncomfortable*
The rain outside had softened to a hush, the kind that made the windows fog but not heavy enough to demand the use of an umbrella.
Inside the quiet, air-conditioned comfort of Dr Lovell’s clinic, James and Suwen sat on opposite ends of the same couch, close enough to share the same cushion, but far enough that a small gulf of air divided them.
Dr Lovell, a tall man in his fifties with a voice like silk over stone, leaned back in his chair, hands steepled beneath his chin. His eyes moved between the two of them, reading, dissecting, assembling a picture they had spent months trying not to look at.
Dr Lovell: So. You’ve both said it feels like you’re… roommates. Not lovers.
Suwen: ..ye… Yes.We don’t fight. We just… don’t feel much anymore.
Suwen replied softly.
James: It’s like we stopped… touching each other without realising it. I still love her, but when I try… I freeze. I don’t know what to do anymore.
Dr Lovell nodded, his pen making a small note. He didn’t ask why, he already knew why.
The therapy room was quiet again. The clock on the wall ticked, every second added to the bill.
James looked down at his hands, his wedding ring glinting under the warm light. He remembered when it used to mean something more than habit.
Suwen watched him from the corner of her eye, she knew her husband was nervous.She used to find that endearing. Now, she only felt the ache of distance, the kind that crept in without permission.
Dr Lovell: James, you mentioned last session that you often think about… Suwen being with someone else. That the thought arouses you, even though it makes you feel guilty.
James’s throat tightened. He nodded slowly, his cheeks blushing a bright shade of pink.
James: Ye…yes. It’s not about cheating. It’s… about seeing her wanted. Desired. It makes me want her again…i…
Dr Lovell : go on…
James : I want to see her…satisfied…
Dr Lovell : Mmmhhh…by…another man?
James: ye..yes..
James lowered his head in shame, too embarrassed to meet his wife’s eyes.
Dr Lovell: And Suwen, when we talked privately, you said you miss being wanted. That you feel invisible sometimes.
Suwen took a moment to reply.
Suwen: ye…Yes. I miss when he used to look at me and… lose his words. When I could feel his eyes before his hands.
Her voice cracked, and she turned away, embarrassed.
Dr Lovell smiled gently, not as a doctor, but as a guide.
Dr Lovell: That’s honest. That’s good. Most couples stop being honest long before they stop being intimate.
He let the silence sit for a moment, then leaned forward.
Dr Lovell: Here’s what I think. James, you’re aroused by Suwen’s pleasure. Not just physically, but emotionally. You want to see her bloom again, to fully embrace her body and only then do you feel alive yourself.
James looked up, eyes wide. The truth in those words hit him like a jolt.
James: Yes. That’s… exactly it.
Dr Lovell turned to Suwen.
Dr Lovell: And you, Suwen, you want to be wanted. To be seen. To be reminded that you’re still a woman ,not just a wife and…pardon me for the choice of words…you…
The couple held their breath, hanging on the doctor’s every word.
Dr Lovell : You want to be…taken…to be desired…to be…for the lack of better words…to be…bred…
He added that it has always been the couple’s wishes to start a family.
Suwen swallowed hard, eyes glistening. The doctor had hit the nail on the head.
Suwen: Ye..yes…
The doctor nodded, satisfied. The diagnosis was complete, but the treatment would not be simple.
He stood and walked toward the window, hands behind his back, watching raindrops race each other down the glass.
Dr Lovell: What you two have isn’t broken. It’s… dormant. The energy is still there, just misplaced. You’ve both been starving for the same thing, but looking in opposite directions.
James and Suwen exchanged a glance.
Dr Lovell: I can help you find your way back. But it will take trust. Complete honesty. And a willingness to experience something… unconventional.
James straightened. Suwen tilted her head slightly, unsure.
Suwen: What do you mean by “unconventional”?
Dr Lovell: A staged…act like no other you’ve ever seen, heard, or experience.
James: Like a… simulation?
Dr Lovell: You could call it that. I’ll guide the process personally. There will be other…actors, controlled settings, props, sensory cues…
The room felt smaller now. Warmer.
Suwen’s pulse quickened. She could feel James watching her, his eyes searching for her reaction. For permission.
Suwen: And you think this will help?
Dr Lovell: I don’t think. I know. You both crave the same thing, to see the other come alive again. This will give you that. Safely. Truthfully.
James exhaled slowly, as if something long trapped in his chest had finally found air.
James: I…ermm..just want to clarify something…this…experience…can you ermm..put it across in plain English?
Dr Lovell smiled.
Dr Lovell : I will arrange the ultimate cuck experience…one you will never forget.
Coming soon.