It's what friend's are for...

It's as simple as it gets. I wanted her so I took her. You cofided in me you couldn't keep up with her, you admitted to me you were worried you would lose her because you just weren't good enough in the sack, I did what any man would do for his friend.

You may have gotten the short end of the stick when it comes to dick size but I don't think that means your wife should have to suffer in the same instance, I did what I did because your woman was a good woman and all she needed was fulfillment in the sack.

"Oh come on honey, he's not so bad once you get to know him." Your wife purred, her ass swaying seductively as she approached you, tied in your chair.

"Damn, that's some ass." I tilted my head, smiling briefly as I looked back at you.

Your wife grinned, sitting on your lap. Her lips kissed yours seductively, easing her tongue past your lips in eager passion of your fear, your lust. Despite everything despite all that you'd seen you were still hard, you still wanted to fuck your woman, even with my slop filling her up.

"Come on baby, don't pout." Your wife's head pulled back, her eyes seductively locked to yours. "This is what we both want, Isn't it? Don't you want to make your woman happy?"

"Y-yeah but he's supposed to be my...!" You whined, your body twitching to the unbearable agony of being able to slide your little dick into your wife's hot cunt.

"Oh no no, we can't have that." She smiled. "Baby, he's getting hard." Your wife's head turned, her legs still wrapped around your waist. "Can I? Please?"

"Hum..." I closed my eyes, folding my arms. "I don't know, you shouldn't pity him, this was his decision."

"I never asked you to fuck my...!"

SLAP! Your wife's hand came round hard to your face, she looked back at you her face contorted with anger.

"Do you understand what I mean?" I spoke aloud.

"Yeah, I think I do baby." Your wife pushed you back, your chair rolling away.

Your chair twisted, spinning as your head turned to watch your wife turn and look at me, you were given a full, perfect view of that pert little ass, tightly knitted into the sexiest red panties you'd never seen her wear.

"mmmm, baby..." Your wife moaned as I took her into my arms.

I watched you, your contorted face as you desperately tried to reamister the events. As my hands grabbed her ass I smiled at you, just like you wanted. You wanted her to be treated like a woman, you wanted a real man to take her

"Don't be so upset, at least It's your friend, right?" I smiled again, my teeth biting into your wife's neck.

Her back arched, her ass pushing into me as if her cunt was digging It's way into my dick. I was a tease and she hated it, tempting her hot hole again and again with the dick she had worshipped into her being.

"Tell me, tell me to have your woman." I spoke to you, grasping her ass tight and pulling her cunt atop my dick, she hated it, feeling the heat of my cock right there up against her, yet so far.

"N-no! I w-won't!" You stammered, struggling against your bondage.

"Come on honey, PLEASE tell him to FUCK me!" Your wife murmured in passion, her body beading in sweats.

You had never seen her so passionate, so beautiful, so filled with lust. You knew she was mine before she went to you, you knew I had had her before you, stroking your ego on the lies that I was "short ended" that she had told you.

You always looked at me with a smug sense of satisfaction, thinking that I'd lost her to you, that you were the better lover, telling yourself she was satisfied all until she confronted you.

"Y-you were ch-cheating on me with him!"

"No." I shook my head before she could answer. "Your wife tried to stay faithful, she kept her word as a wife, but, she can't stand it. Tell me, tell me to make love to her and your problems will go away."

You couldn't understand why you were having so much trouble saying it. We'd discussed the idea before, of a cuckold relationship, you'd even told me that if anyone were to be the bull, you wanted it to be me, so that you knew you'd be safe, happy, even if you were takes.

"Oh please, please make love to me, please fuck me." Your wife pampered, begging even dropping to her knee's, her lips, her breath hot and heavy on my cock.

"What say you, cuckold?" I looked up, smiling.

"Do it."

"Excuse me?" I smiled, knowingly, laughing inwardly.

"Do it. Fuck my wife, please!" Finally, you begged.

It was all I asked for.

Funny it is that it would come to this. For month's you believed the lie's she told you, you quietly mocked me time and again, thinking, again, you were better, stronger, more able.

I had everything I could want, power, money but I wasn't with out compassion. Despite the way you mocked me, the many times you turned your back on me, cheated me, lied to me, I am still here, still doing my duty as your friend.

"Oooooh!" Your wife moaned, screaming as her fingers dug into my back.

All you could see was my ass and her leg's spread wide for me. I took her on your marital bed, the very bed you'd made love to her on, trying to conceive on.

I didn't mind, my cum already sloshed against her inner pussy wall's, egging her on as my dick rubbed and massaged her most sensitive spot's.

"Oh God! Fuck! Fuck me! Oh god please fuck me!" Your wife cried, begging me as my balls slapped her cunt.

I knew it was driving you off the wall. You'd never seen your wife so wild, so horny and loud and it turned you on, giving you the most agonizing hard-on of your life, even if it were another man making your wife into a woman.

"Ooooh god! I missed this soo much!" Your wife cried, drawing red on my back with her eager hold.

Time passed, the scene changing again and again. You watched your woman being fucked in every position your small imagination could must, watching her getting fucked in ways she NEVER gave you.

I was taking her in ways you never could.

She was raw, sore, acheing as I pulled out. I'd already fucked her once before that day having the stamina to outlast her.

She'd been conditioned to you, conditioned to accept that her sex life consisted of a short fifteen minute's if you even managed to last that long, conditioned to accept that sometimes you would just "cum" for no reamister whatsoever.

"Oooh god, I'd almost forgotten." You're wife's hands reached down for the head of my cock between her legs. "It's been so long since I've been FUCKED." She growled, still grasping at my cock.

I stood proud, turning to face you, my cock and balls swinging from side to side.

You're wife's hands reached from around me, her hands stroking my cock, playing with my balls. Her eyes were to yours, her lips smiling as any sweet wife would after being thoroughly satisfied.

"Do you understand honey? Even if you're dick was bigger than his I still need one that will outlast me, I need someone to give me a good work out." She cooed, her face pressed against my left thigh.

"...huff...huff..."

I understood, then and there. Your small dick twitched as the breeze touched it only lightly. You'd been watching the scene intently, your dick-clit begging to be touched, all that it needed.

And we watched, as the dismal amount of cum squirted from your clit's piss slit.

"oooh, honey, you see? Should I really have to put up with that?" She cooed, standing up beside me as she approached you yet again.

"N-no." Your face was sweating, your tear's, though stained upon your cheek's, were long gone.

"You see? Even after the moment has passed, even after you've come as hard as you did, you're still excited by this. Do you think I would have done this if I didn't think you were so absolute in wanting it?" I stepped forward, holding my dick in my hand, stroking it softly as I watched your woman kneel before you.

"Honey, I need this, more than anything, but I don't want to lose you either. I love you, with all of my heart. Just tell me, tell us It's ok, tell us this is what you want."

"I...I..." You stuttered over your word's, your eyes never leaving my cock, still glistening with your wife's juice's.

"Just nod your head, you don't have to say a word." I stopped stroking, my word's falling on serious ears.

Finally, you nodded. I knew you better than you knew yourself. Even after you'd come you still wanted it, seeing your wife so happy, so fulfilled, looking at you in a way you'd only saw BEFORE she married you and fucked you.

For the first time she was truly fulfilled and happy.

It is the beginning of a long and beautiful relationship, my friend.

nice storyChanger12
different angle
thankyou

I don't blame you for being so confused and upset. You couldn't understand why you were still so turned on, why I had brought out your deepest darkest most perverted desires. I could see it just by the glint of your eyes, the way your wife made love to me that night told me it only served to salivate everything you and I both wanted.

We sat watching you at the end of the bed as you roused yourself from dream, your arms and legs still secure to the chair your wife had tied you to the night before. You were sore, all of your muscles contracted after having been powerd still for so long.

"I guess we forgot about you." I laughed, my hands roaming your wife's backside.

She was naked, her body still glistening with sweat from our acrobatic's the night before. You loved it, your small dick getting harder just thinking about all of the dirty thing's you wanted to do to her. Eventually, I would change that, in time.

"Baby, he already agree'd, can we let him up." Your wife pleaded with me, her left hand stroking my cock as my finger's played and danced along her open thigh's.

"L-let me up. Please." You begged, thirsty, hungry and sore.

"On one term." I stood, your lovely wife standing beside me.

The sheet's wrapped around her lovely form. That look of regret in your eyes, she was so beautiful naked, so perfect, her every curve driving you to the pit's of lust. In your mind you felt this would end, when I let you up you would make love to your wife and prove to her that you were a man again, ending the facade once and for all.

"What terms?" You asked nervously, thinking, hoping it would be something minor, something you could disagree to later.

"Go get the package I brought for you." I slapped your wife's ass, grasping and pinching it as I pushed her off.

She was gone just like that, bouncing out of the room like a young. Silence crowded our ear's. I crossed my arm's, watching you, your dick, your muscle's clinging, sweating. You wanted her and it made you nervous to see me smirking, patiently waiting for your wife's return with out a word.

"I got it baby." Your wife came in, quickly disrobing.

A small box was in her hands. Naked and glistening she threw her arm's around me for a passionate embrace, a long deep kiss that made her weak in the knee's. It was bugging you, tapping the back of your mind, she was only ever like this before you two made love the first time.

"What terms?" You asked, upset at our kiss.

Despite your promise, your word's, your wants and needs you couldn't find yourself jumping over that hurdle. I understood, you need help, strength, conviction. I had to help you understand that your place wasn't with your wife, MY woman.

"What terms?" You said again, nervous and scared that we hadn't broken our embrace the first time.

"mmmm baby, we have to prioritize." Your wife finally broke free, tossing her head to the side to look at you. "I told you last night honey, that I loved you and cherished you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life." She kneeled, once more, her deep blue eyes piercing your heart and soul.

"I...I love you to h-honey." You were stuttering, you weren't sure which excited you more, those soft bedroom eyes or her gorgeous naked body inches from your sissy dick.

"Hmph." I smiled, snatching the bedsheet's from the ground and wrapping them around my waist. "I'm taking a shower." I turned, stepping through.

I could hear the sigh of relief wash over you. At last you would be alone, at last you could talk sense to your wife. You'd thought that if I were just gone, if I had just left you could make your wife understand that you loved her, needed her and that it was all just crazy.

It was easy for you to forgive her, she was everything you'd ever wanted in a woman, you knew you'd be lost with out her. You would forgive her, explain to her how insane it all was and it would all stop right then and there.

You didn't really mean what you'd said the night before, you were caught up just like she was. It would end, right then and right there.

"Honey I..." You started but your wife's finger's touched your lips and you knew she would be the one speaking.

"I'm going to take him as my lover and there's no changing that, so please, I ask that you don't make this any harder on yourself."

Your mind raced a thousand laps, your heart just gave in. What could you do? You loved her, unconditionally and as much as you hated me for doing what I'd done you knew in your heart is was her word against yours, you knew you couldn't leave her, you wouldn't.

"But that doesn't mean we can't both be happy." Your wife broke your thought's, snapping you back to her reality. "I have a gift for you." She smiled, placing the box between your leg's, ignoring the stiffy sticking from your thigh's. "I know you want this too." She cooed, her breath hot on your stiff little dick.

In your mind you knew exactly what it was. You'd confessed most of your fantasies to me in a takesen stupor, it was unlikely I would keep "that" from her of all thing's. You mentally stabbed yourself over one stupid night of takeing.

And, it was no surprise that her hands revealed what you would come to know as the bane of your existence.

"If I let you up you have to stay still honey, It's a little smaller than you but that's ok, I want it to be tight and secure."

"ok..." You sighed, unsure or *** to say anything.

At last, your own permisteral victory, even if it meant another loss at the hands of a chastity belt you felt good that you earned the small penance of standing above your wife's perfect body.

"oooh, honey, your stiff again." Your wife's hands were inches from your dick, you thrust your hips just a little bit forward to beg for her touch but she was ***, she knew better than that and you knew she would no longer give you that vice. "We can't have that, can we?" She smiled sweetly, touching her palm against your stomach.

"Wh-what do we do then?" You knew she was playing with you, making you want her, you wanted to have her.

It was ludicrous to you, you could just bend her over and take her right then and there, you would PROVE to her that you're a man worthy of his woman, PROVE to her that she was yours and only yours.

Yet, you couldn't move.

"Stroke it for me honey, here." Your wife stood back, cupping her hands just past your small dick.

"o-ok."

It was all too much. You lasted all but a few minute's. After having been tied up, witnessing your wife's moans and screams in absolute pleasure had you trapped between jealousy and lust. "take her, take her right here." you thought to yourself. "Show her your a man..." you were over the edge, thinking of all the dirty thing's you wanted to do you came as instructed into her hands.

"Now. Lick it up." Your wife commanded, her voice vulgar and precise. She raised her hand to your lips and tongue. "Now!" She screamed at you.

Despite it all you were still caught up. Slowly you inched your tongue out of your lip and gulped your own gooey mess down. There wasn't much there, but, you knew and feared this wouldn't be the last time you swallowed cum.

A part of you said no, hoping it would all end while another took over, you wanted more, you wanted to be as dirty as your slutty wife had become, you would do anything for her, if only you could be shown how.





I'd like to know what people want, I could introduce a little bisexual action or stick it to the straight formulae, whatever you guys want, I know I'm enjoying writing it thusly.

Changer,
It's working just fine for me as it is thanks. I'm quite intrigued to see where you go next but straight works best for me. Quite a few people seem to throw in the bi move but I can hardly ever see what the wife really gets out of it. And this relationship is definitely one where she gets exactly what she wants...

Oh, and I always think I can emphathise with a character better if I know at least their name. Just a thought. Good story so far though.

I won't lie to you, that weekend was the most frantic, fuck-filled weekend I'd ever spent with her, the long two year's we spent apart from one another gave us a lot of tenacity and zeal together those two night's.

My time with her was precious for the both of you but alas it was shorter than what I would have liked, I assured though that I had no intention's of slowing down, not just yet anyways.

"Aaaw, you have to go?" Your wife pouted, wrapping a robe around her as she held my hand. "But your company runs itself, doesn't it? Can't they just..."

"I have to make an appearance some time babe." I smiled, pulling her into my arms.

Her hands pressed into my chest as mine roamed her backside. You stood, completely still and silent, your hands behind your back, carefully folded over themselves. You watched as I kissed her passionately, grasping, tugging and pulling at her robe to have at her pert, round ass.

I left, your wife still clawing at me as the door shut behind me. She was just as wanting, desperate to jump into your marital bed again and screw like wild rabbits having at each other with out a care in the world.

"It's not fair, he always goofs off and does whatever he likes, he can have whatever woman he wants, what makes you think he's not just going to throw you away just like that?"

"That's enough!"

SLAP! Your wife walked past and slapped your ass.

"That's enough! You have no right to be so jealous!" Once again you would see her angry.

"B-but It's true! He just does whatever he wants, he never has to work at anything, not even you!"

SLAP! Her hand came around to your face.

"Why do you think we split up huh? He lavished me with love and adoration but his buisiness was a pipe dream then, we split up because he decided to focus on his work, he said he'd take me back but by the time he did you and I had fallen for one another. You should know better! Show some compassion."

"B-b-but I love you!" You cried, your eyes filled with tears.

"Aaaw honey." You saw pity in her eyes, she felt your breaking your own heart. "My feelings for you haven't changed. I still love you so deeply. Don't fight this honey, I'm doing this for you too you know."

"B-But..."

"That's enough, don't be so dramatic, that isn't any fun." Your wife grinned at you, tossing her hair in your face as she turned from you. You couldn't find it in you to be upset with her.

"So, what do you say? Can't we make love, just once? Please?" You begged, your hands reaching out to touch her

"ah ah ah." Your wife wagged her finger. "You know It's not for you."

"But, you've made me so unbelievably horny!" You pleaded, your face flushed with lust.

Even with the metal thing locking away your little dick you could feel it strain and sprain against the small amount of room it gave you. It left you with little other option but to follow your wife into the living room and BEG her to let you out.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, even if I wanted to."

"Why not!?" You whined, grimacing in pain as you watched your wife sit back against the sofa and kick her feet up on the coffee table. "Oh please honey!" You fell to your knees, Ignoring the fact you were begging YOUR wife for marital affairs that should have been YOURS.

"I'm sorry little cucky but It's out of my hands. Master doesn't want me to unlock you!" She looked up at you and smiled with those unbelievable gorgeous blue eyes

Locked away you tried your best to ignore her long, silky smooth legs that hinted themselves out of her robe's, desperately fighting the urge to follow that trail of beautifuly toned skin to that special area that had been off limits to you for the last three days.

Still you kneeled, your palms closed together, begging, pleading with your wife.

"Master? Your calling him..." You stopped yourself. "Screw him! He won't have to know! Just..I mean..."

"You are being so youngish! This is why I made love with him! If you were a man you wouldn't be pleading to screw me! You'd have satisfied me from the very beginning. Besides..." Your wife had continued.

Her lips were so perfect, so supple, she'd gone down on you once, on your anniversary night, to get you hard and ready to take her for yourself. You never knew, until now, why your sex-life had been sparse since then and still couldn't bring yourself to the realization as she denied you so complete.

"Master has your key, he asked me if he'd like me to have him hold onto it, in case I caved in and wanted to fuck you, but, I'll let him know your feelings."

Then, you felt fear, despite your sissy dick's desperation to grow and cum and fuck you felt yourself overwhelmed by the fear of my finding out, a fear your wife knew by the glint and smile in her eyes.

"Oh please no! Please don't!" Then you begged, just for that. "Please, if he knows what I said he'll make it so you NEVER let me out!"

"Aaaw, you shouldn't think so harshly on him."

"He's got a real bad temper! Whenever I'd made him mad before he always used to stop speaking to me for week's! Please...please..." You cringed as your wife smirked.

"Hm..well, maybe, I dunno..."

"What is it?! Oh please, anything and I'll do it!"

You watched patiently, your heart pounding as she looked up at the clock past you. You wouldn't know what she was planning but you'd thought anything would have been better than this, at least if it was kept between you and her you might convince her, when she had the key for herself.

"I'll make you a deal then."

"ok, anything!" You reassured.

"Mmmm...you act like such a big tough man, thinking it was cute when you said the only thing that should be in my pussy was your dick..." Your wife's legs fell to the ground, from your position you could see between her leg's, that gorgeous, beautiful, tight cunt, or what was left of it. "You have no idea how much it hurts me. I mean, Master has a big thick cock but he'll always go down on me anyways, sometime's he'd even tongue my butt just to get me going."

"Wh-what...?" You were lost in a haze of lust and confusion.

For the first time in two day's you were given a perfect, unhindered view of your wife's cunt. You would do anything to have it again. Those long sexy leg's, your mind so lost within all of the thing's you wished you could do to her.

"You want it cucky? You want my pussy?" Your wife's eyes looked down to yours. You could only nod your head.

"Mmmm." She licked her lip's, spreading her leg's wide open.

You stood, if only by instinct.

"No!" Your wife screamed, bringing her legs up to your stomach.

She kicked you back down to the coffee table, your ass touching the cold glass of the countertop. The cold, combined with your lust did not help, making you even more of what you were, horny.

"Do the dirty deed little cucky." Your wife parted her leg's again, her finger's dabbling open her robe, revealing the sexy body of hers.

"Oh God you're so beautiful." You panted.

"Kneel cucky! Now!" Your wife demanded.

In your haze you obeyed. The power she held over you was incredible, you knew it was more than just the damn key. She was so strong, so powerful, you knew it was because of me, that I'd brought the true woman in her out.

"Eat my pussy! NOW!" She screamed, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling you between her legs.

You couldn't believe it, the taste, the smell, it drove you mad, FINALLY you understood what she was saying and what you had been missing.

You loved it, your tongue pressing into her the lips of her second smile. You wanted, lusted, needed to make her cum. You found yourself completely lost to her whim's, dutifully lapping and licking at her pussy juice's.

"Ooooh, honey, that's not so bad for a first time." Your wife moaned.

She moaned! For you! The conquest was so sweet, so victorious! You'd never thought it could be so empowering to make her moan in such a way, it encouraged you, making you even more eager to please her.

"Oooooh." She bit her lower lips, her finger's coolly running through your hair.

She hadn't needed to say anything, just by being there, tonguing her commanding cunt, by the way she grabbed your hair, how she wanted it. When she grabbed your hair with her fist you fucked her clit hard with your tongue and when she slowed when it was soft you backed off, slowly licking up and down her lips.

"ooooh...mmmm....ooooh that feels so good cucky, ooooh yes!" she moaned, her hips bucking in rhythm with you. "ooooh! Honey! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum honey!" Your wife cried out.

A victory! Your heart pounded and raced at the excitement. For the first time you knew she was cumming, and it was for you and you alone! You lavished her lips, grinding your lips against her like a hungry beast.

"Oooh yes! YES!" Your wife threw her head out, her hip's bucking, her lips humping your face. "Oh honey, stay still, stick your tongue in! Do it baby! Lick it up baby!"

Your mind was so dazed, so lost so filled with lust you weren't even thinking. Your tongue automatically did as she'd instructed, even as you begun to taste a strong salty taste, even as you felt her "juice's" getting thicker and thicker.

"mmmm Oooh." Your wife moaned, her body finally relaxing. "That was good cucky, I'm so proud of you." Your own victory as she let go.

"Th-thank you." You blushed as you pulled back.

"Oh honey! You got some on your lips!" Your wife leaned forward, brushing her finger up against your lower lip. "Here cucky." Your wife spoke sweetly as she pushed her tongue into your mouth. You licked and suck, obeying that beautiful smile on her face.

"Th-thank you." You stuttered again.

"I'm so proud of you. I thought you'd be totally grossed out." Her face seemed to contort into a frown.

"Wha...no way honey." You shook your head. "Your juice's are so delicious! I didn't know what I was missing!" You assured her, anything to make her smile for you again.

"Honey." Your wife smirked and leaned back, throwing the robe back over her leg's. "You think you only swallowed MY cum?" She giggled at you, holding her hand over her cunt.

"Wh-what?"

It took a moment to hit you and finally it did. A mix of rage and betrayal washed over you. That stuff, that musky stuff was...it was...

"I ate his...!" Your eyes looked about frantically. "Ugh....I think I'm going to be..." You jumped to your feet.

"Honey, that's not what you said a moment ago." Your wife mocked.

"But I didn't know it was his cum!" You screamed, stomping your foot down. "You made me eat his cum!" You threw your hands out. "How...how could you!" You cried

"Oh shush." Your wife stood. "Come here honey, It's ok." Her arm's reached around your waist.

You felt so weak, so helpless and lost within her arms. You wanted to sink away and die, it felt as if you'd lost everything, as if you had nothing left for your own. You wanted to just stay in her arm's and pretend she was yours, you hoped she wouldn't speak, just so you could pretend.

"Didn't it make you feel good? Didn't you like making me cum for you? Didn't you like how happy I was?"

"Y-yes but I didn't..."

"Oh come on now honey, It's not as if I had to let you you know, Master is very good about eating me out, he's a lot more open-minded so he never turned down the oppurtinity like you always did." You cringed as you thought of it, were you better at anything?

"B-but I could get better! I don't want him to take you away from me! Please! I love you!"

"Is that why you're so upset? Aaaw, honey, that has nothing to do with it!" Your wife cooed, pulling you into her supple breasts. "I love you for everything you are. I'm never ever going to leave me, so long as you'll have me." She pouted. "Please don't be so mad at me.."

"No, oh no, please, I didn't mean it like that, I love you to honey, I'm not mad I'm just sc-scared." You tried so hard to prove you were sincere despite the urge in your loin's.

"It's good for you honey, It's not as if It's going to hurt you. I WANTED you to be able to do that for me, to keep me happy with your tongue, don't you?"

"Y-yes." You stuttered, stopping yourself from begging her again.

"Master said he would let you use your tongue on me, but, we both agree'd you should also be responsible for cleaning me out."

"A-aren't you o-on the pill?"

"Yes but I don't want to be on it forever. It's such a nuisance honey and it doesn't feel as good as YOU do." Your wife soothed away your doubt's. "Please? Don't make me have to take the pill."

Suddenly, fear struck you again, the underlying threat of knowing you wouldn't even have the pleasure of eating your wife's beautiful cunt out. In the back of your mind you already accepted that it would be one of the only ways you could even TOUCH her.

In a strange sort of way, it was consoling, knowing you would be solely responsible for licking up the mess we left behind, that when all was said and done you would be the last one inside your wife, even if only your tongue.

"Ok." You nodded your head. "I...I'll do it." You sighed in relief as your wife smiled once more...

At least SHE was happy, no matter your own frustration.



I apologize for the slow process, I'm still writing this even as we speak, however, my connection is sporadic and unreliable so getting them up takes even longer.

And, I wasn't sure which way I should take it since so many stories on here go down a more bi path. I'm open minded enough to have no problem's with it but was unsure if I should take this story down that path.

Still, I don't think creampie's make anyone gay, just keeps things spicy.

I hadn't originally intended on giving name's to the characters as it was first permister but I suppose in future installment's I could use something like:
Dave for the Hubby
James for the Narrator
As for the wife, Maybe Jen for short or Jenniffer.

I wanted it to be as broad and easily identifiable on a permisteral aspect, as I could but it couldn't hurt. Next time I suppose.

Thank you for the comments! Expect more whenever I can get the chance.

"nnnn..." Your Wife stirred, her naked ass in the air as I lay beside her."mmmm..." Her lips drooled, her hips pressed into the soft bedding.

"It's such a shame you couldn't appreciate her the way I do." I looked down at you, my hands grasping and pinching her buttock's and legs.

"Oh, James Baby." Your wife cooed, offering her ass up in the air. "Fuck me, I haven't been fucked all day."

"Look at that David." I sneered at you. "Her ass is just acheing to be fucked." I grinned, pressing my finger against her cunt.

You swallowed the air in your lung's. The heat, the smell of the room made you want more. More than anything you were looking forward to sticking your head between those delicious thigh's of hers.

"No more teasing, please." Your wife pouted, biting down on the pillow on her cheek.

"No no Jen." I wagged my finger. "Let's make this a little more kinky." My breath brushed her neck, I kissed, biting down onto her shoulder as I grasped her arms behind her.

The sheer excitement was driving her to the verge of an orgasm. Just as you wanted to grab your dicky in your hand and tug for all it was worth, Jen wanted to frig her little clitty to the first of many orgasm's to come.

By the way she acted and obeyed you knew she'd played this game with me before, the way she instinctively held her wrists tightly together, moaning as I tied the silk bedsheet over her wrists, locking them behind her back.

"Come on Baby, sit up." I whispered into her ear's, my hands roaming around to her stomach as I brought her up to her knees.

"Oooh, I remember this." Jen cooed, brushing her head back into my neck. "I'm all yours baby." She replied, making every attempt to kiss and lick my lip, failing and pouting each time.

Her hips brushed up against my cock, you watched as I powerd her knee's together, holding her up then by her neck. You'd never tried it with her though you'd always wanted to, a part of you cringed as you saw that I was taking something else that you could never get.

"That's right, lay your head foreward baby." I whispered, pressing my right hand into her back, laying her head down onto the pillow.

Her knee's being her only balance her ass, her cunt was completely exposed, dripping wet by her need, her lust. It had been a long day with out me and she wanted nothing more than a good kinky fuck.

"oooh honey, David honey..." Your wife moaned aloud. "Watch him honey, watch Master take me...." You couldn't believe it, your wife was getting off on you watching her, you drooled to her word's, precum leaking from your acheing dicklet.

I was slow and deliberate, running my fingers up and down her slit her moan's louder and more natural like with each tease against her engorged clitty, and, with one stroke I smacked her cunt, causing her to bounce up in surprise.

"ooooh...mmm..." She liked it! It was all that you could think of, the sound of my hand as it smacked her flesh was enough even to make YOU cringe yet it only encouraged her. "Oh God, Master James, please PLEASE stop teasing me!" Your wife begged, nearly screaming at me to fuck her.

It was all I needed, smirking I teased her then with my cock, gliding it as I had my finger before, lightly pressing into her clit again and again to drive her to humping the air, searching for my cock.

Jen loved and hated every minute of it, knowing, anticipating when I would push myself into her, dreading that I would tease her yet again with another brief stroke.

It was just as it was before, I dominated her in a way you never could. You knew in your head you wouldn't have had the willpower to resist her deep, powerful moan's, you knew by then you would have fucked her and disappointed her by giving her what you thought she needed.

"You see cucky, you have to deny them to make them want it." I looked back at you, pulling apart the lips of her cunt for you to see.

"Ooooh, please, It's so cold with out you." Your wife sighed, clenching her hands tied behind her back.

"J-James, please, she needs it so bad." You begged. "I can't stand it, give it to her, fuck her."

"Ooooh, honey, that's so sweet of you, thank you so much." Your wife complimented, wiggling her ass and cunt as if a thank you to you.

"I'll be the judge of that." I smiled, pulling her back toward's me.

It was slow and painful, never giving in or up. In time, as I brought her near so many orgasm's with each stroke she eventually started to cry for me, plead for me, losing her self-control to me completely.

"Please! Fuck me! Oh Fuck me please!" Jen had lost her, her will, her strength, submitting herself entirely to me.

"No." I finally spoke to her.

"Oh why? Oh please, please I need it!" She yearned, begging, no longer even to hold a seductive moan.

"You forget who belongs to who, slut." She winced in need at my word's.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry Master! I belong to you!" Your wife cringed and wiggled. "Please! Please Please Please!"

"Maybe I should have your husband fuck you, you seem to enjoy being in control." I teased, brushing her cunt lips with my finger.

A slight hope washed through you, was I actually offering to have you fuck her?

"No! Oh no please!" And you sank again, realizing your wife was just as eager to prevent it.

"Then break the illusion that you can, in any way, control me." I spoke, grabbing her lips in my palm.

"Y-yes! No more! I promise I'll stop! Please please!" Your wife cried, the pain mixing with the utter pleasure and offense I was giving her.

You connected with her on a level you never knew you could. You had never seen her so submissive, so eager, so passive to another because deep down, you yourself were just that, submissive pretending to be in control.

For the first time you watched the offense wash over her face as you realized she'd lost control of the situation, of her self, of her own body. You realized that I had brought out the darkest desire's that lie within her, that submissive side that she had never been allowed to bring out from her.

"B-b-b-.but..." Jen stuttered, sitting back up to plead with me.

She cried, her head falling into my arms.

"Then apologize, tell me you're sorry for pretending to be in control, beg me for forgiveness for having to see your sorry attempt at controlling me."

"I-I'm sorry..." Your wife could no longer control herself or even me, she knew she had lost and her face flushed in shame as she knew what she was doing. "I'm sorry for trying to control you a-and I'm sorry for not accepting your control."

"And?"

"And I am yours and your alone, I belong to you completely a-and I accept whatever judgement you give." Your wife's eyes looked to you, so filled with shame and offense.

She was so used to controlling you, rolling you around in her finger's that she'd forgotten her place near me, forgotten that she could not control herself when she was with a real man, holding on to the illusion that she could despite her inability to stop it.

"Ooooh!" She moaned, nearly screaming as I pushed my cock deep into her open cunt.

I had faced her near you, your eyes locked to one another. Her mouth opened and closed, uttering nothing but moan's of pleasure and shame. She couldn't bare to have you see her so weak, so lost and gone from herself yet, it turned her on to no end to know that I had taken her finally, finalizing my control over her body and mind.

As you submitted to her, she submitted to me.

You almost felt sorry for her, seeing her so naked and raw with emotion you wanted to make her feel good and powerful and strong. You knew she still controlled you, if anything, you hoped she would be cruel and vicious with you so that you could make her feel the way she had with you in marriage, in control.

Yes, your eyes locked and you knew you could give her that.

It's actually kind of funny when you think back on our friendship. I was never bothered by all of the favor's you asked me to do for you or the money you "borrowed" from me but, as I stand here now, I think, in your own way, you're paying me back.

"I-I...I n-need to go to wor-" You stuttered, suddenly realizing the week that passed.

"Don't be silly." I smiled, kicking my head back. "You've been let go."

"Wh-what did you say?" You stood, an angry look washing over your face.

"Well, you didn't show up to work, I had to ask them to let you go."

"Wh-what?!" You screamed, unsure of what you were hearing.

"mmmm." Your wife woke up moaning, your face turned to her beautiful naked figure in the doorwayto the living room whence we'd been arguing. "I'm sorry honey, I should have told you." Your wife reached her hand up, scratching her head as she moved to sit next to me. "mmm, thank you Master." She cooed to me as I wrapped the blanket around her.

It was your wife who'd come to me in the first place, your wife who begged me to set you up with a job and your wife who'd found herself back on my radar again. She knew she'd risk falling for me again but she loved you enough to know you needed to feel like some kind of man.

Yet, none of it mattered by then, still, your mind wandered, wondering if you should be grateful to me and your wife for giving you what you'd got or betrayed that she'd gone behind your back and essentially started the whole thing.

No, you couldn't blame her, it was one takesen night that you confessed your woe's and concerns to me, it wasn't her fault, it wasn't anyone's fault, you reamistered, better your friend than some stranger, right?

"Oh, Master, I'm a little horny..." Your wife moaned aloud.

"Sheesh slut, you never run out of gas do you?" I smiled and stood. "It's your turn cucky, I think your slut wife is asking me if you can tongue fuck her." You looked at me, then, to your wife.

"That's right honey, I deeply want your tongue inside my cooch, you don't mind, do you?" You were more than eager, your head wildly shaking up and down.

Your slut wife wasted no time and grasping your head and powering you between her leg's. As you slid between you noticed the welt's along her thigh's, knowing it was my firm hand keeping her in place.

It was your time to shine, to make her feel like a Goddess again, you refused to accept that I made her feel good after degrading her in such a manner, you'd thought it was your best chance to win her back, prove that you were her's and you would worship her as a Godess, unlike me.

"oooh, honey, like that." Your wife's ass lifted into the air, you smiled to yourself as your wrapped your hands under her butt, egging your tongue as deeply as it could, rubbing your chin, your nose and lips against her engorged clit.

"Eager little beaver, isn't he?" I grinned, leaning myself against the kitchen door.

Your heart raced, you thought this was your SPECIAL time, that you were going to be left alone with YOUR wife for once, that you would have her and love her...your heart nearly breaking again over this outrage.

"Nnnnn, yes, keep going, don't stop honey." Your wife reminded, moaning louder as your enthusiasm returned.

"There ya go babe." I laid my head back, resting the plate on her stomach as I kicked back.

"Last night was wonderful Master." Your ears were acheing as she spoke, did you hear her right? Your beautiful Flower Jen LIKED the use?

"I must admit, I missed your tear's, no one can cry and fuck like you can slut." I leaned over, grasping her chin in hand.

She moaned into my mouth as you growled into her sloppy puss, your face shaking so your eyes could look up to see her lip's and mine locked, my hands holding your lovely wife by the neck and powering her to kiss.

"Ooooh, Master..." She sighed, biting her lower lip as I pushed her back.

"That's just disgusting." I shook my head and stood up, watching your naked backside work your head into Jen's lightly bushy cunt.

"What's wrong.....M-Master?"

Your jaw was tired, your tongue desperately trying to speed thing's up, it was yet another new experience for you, your wife more eager to work herself into a slow, deliberate orgasm. Alas, you settled that at least this would be yours to give and not mine.

"Your...hubby..." I closed my eyes. "It's not really...hard-on inspiring to see a beast like him."

"B-But..." Your wife new well it wasn't open for discussion.

"He's your hubby, I want him shaved, cleaned and prettied up, is that clear?"

"Y-Yes Master." Jen nodded, sheepishly replying to my serious stare. "Where are you going Master?" She tilted her head.

"Hmph, you think you're the only bitch I have?"

"B-But I..."

"No. You turned me down a long LONG time ago. If you don't like it, say it and I'll leave."

"N-No I L-li--"

"What was that?" I leaned in.

"No! I like it Master, you should be happy." A tinge of tear's on her eyes.

Even you'd felt the jealousy, hurt and sorrow your wife was filled with. You turned your attention on her clit but she stopped you, pushing you away from her as she shut her leg's tight.

"Come on bitch. We'll need you cleaned up." Jen spoke with a sting, grabbing your hair with her hands.

"B-But he just admitted he--!" You protested.

"Shut up!" She screamed, smacking you across the face.

More than anything she felt she'd deserved it, realizing deep down that just as I was using her, she was using me, only, she knew she needed me much more than that, she knew that just as you were being cuckolded, so was she, in a way.

She tossed you unceremoniously into the tub, ripping your male clothe's from you and turning the hot water knob on to full blast. You fought your welp of pain knowing the last thing she wanted to hear was your whining and pleading.

"Take this." She grabbed a new razor from the cup sitting on the sink.

"O-Ok." You replied sheepishly, taking the razor with your hands.

"Get your leg's nice and wet." Your wife demanded, wiping the tear's from her eyes. "Alright, here, we'll need to do this slowly." She grabbed the pink canister of foam next to you while turning the hot water off.

It took the two of you nearly an hour before most of your body hair was gone, she'd left only a very small mound of pubic hair just above your small appendage, she still hadn't removed your chastity belt, and, despite the tight cage her rough working around your dicklet had you more than ready to fuck her passionately.

"H-Honey..." You whimpered. "I kn-know you're hurting a-and I'd like to.." You stood up in the tub, holding your hands at your side.

"No." Your wife breathed. "He's absolutely right." Jen shook her head, holding your hand as you stepped out of the tub. "I have no right to be jealous. Come on bitch." Your wife turned, pulling you with your hand.

You watched her ass sway, your forehead sweating, it was just one of those thing's you couldn't get used to you. You felt even more naked than your wife, your dicklet tucked away behind such an embarassing device while your wife was still completely nude.

"You smell so nice, honey, Master was right." She smiled again, finally, though they were not circumstance's you wanted her to smile for.

"Baby, I love you, I want you to feel good." With a sudden rush of courage you felt your body reaching out for your wife.

"And what are you going to do about it?" She mocked but you continued.

Your arms wrapped around her waist, reaching for and grabbing her ass, but, the more you looked into her eyes the more your enthusiasm waned, when it came down to it you began shaking, you couldn't find it in you to be the agressor. Finally, you gave up and sat down on the bed.

"S-Sorry." You sighed, your head staring at the floor.

"He he he..." Your wife giggled. "It's ok baby, you made me feel better." She grinned, kneeling to place her gaze upon yours. "I think I needed that, I know you love me, honey." She pecked your lips and stood. "I think we should go a little further for Master, what do you think?"

"Would it please you..." You gulped. "Mistress?" You'd thought about the title, wondering if she would respond kindly to it.

"Hm." She stood upright, smiling. "Yes, it would little cucky." She stepped back, admiring your new smooth look. "More than just for Master, I think I'd like to see you prove you love me just a LITTLE bit more, what do you say?"

"Ok." You nodded your head.

"Hmmm." Your wife gave a somewhat serious, dazed look. "You have such a small pecker, but, that chastity belt makes it a harder...oh!" She smiled, jumping in excitement as she rushed to her closet.

You hated the idea of dressing in girly clothes, but, something about it made your lovely wife happy, and, after seeing the way she cried over me earlier you felt you could easily get over her special "requirements" for your new hairless body.

She presented to you a fresh pair of Pink cotton panties. "Go on honey, try them, they'll be a little difficult to adjust to but I think you'll get over it." She smiled so sweetly, you found yourself lost in her world, unable to disobey her. "Oh wow!" Jen exclaimed, watching your waist ease into the panties.

"If this is what you want honey..." You barely whisper as you step back from her grip.

"That looks so wonderful honey, now your my little sissy cucky!" She grinned, wrapping her arms around your small frame, planting a big wet kiss on your lips.

Your back was to the bed, lost in her kiss you felt her hands pushing you onto your back on the bed. You were still a little hurt over the recent ministrations she showed over shaving you but your wife's gentle push seemed to make everything that much better.

You whimpered under your breath as she lay atop you, her hands slowly pinching up and down along your thigh's. She smiled into your eyes, her smooth body laying sideways beside yours. At least she was touching you, loving you.

"This is so wonderful honey, I love how girly and smooth you are."

"Y-Your not going to m-make me a-" You had to ask, your mind so filled with doubt and lust.

"I'd like to honey, It'd mean a lot to me if you became my little sissy girlfriend."

"b-but..."

"Come on now honey..." She smiled her hand over the chastity belt on your waist. "It'd be good for us, don't you think? Beside's, It's not like I'm going to hand you over to some other hunky guy's, I just want you to be my lesbian lover, don't you?"

"I-I want to make love to you, more than anything."

"Then I have a task for you, something you should learn to do for yourself, if you do it well enough I'll let you tongue fuck my wanting clitty." Jen cooed into your ear, her hands then roaming your chest and stomach.

"What is it?" You looked back at her.

She would ask you to pick out a suitable outfit from her "Special" closet. You never understood the "Special" closet as she never seemed to dress up in any of it for you yet she had a full array of roleplaying costume's, you figured she probably had it from her time with me.

You knew if you were going to be as she wished you couldn't settle for something modest, the more slutty or outrageous it seemed the happier and more at ease you would make her. You figured, if she was happy she'd let you between those sexy thigh's to make her even happier.

You watched yourself in the mirror, knowing deep down you really did look feminine, and, with out shoes or outside devices you had your wife's frame. Your hands roamed your then smooth body, noting how detailed and perfect your wife's shaving had become, in your own way you hoped such would become a ritual.

You chose a slight schoolgirl outfit, a plaid skirt and white top with a small black scarf at the neck, you looked down, noticing a small pair of white glove's you figured would fit you at least well enough.

As you watched yourself in the mirror, seeing yourself transforming into a girl the more you'd put on it hit you, you were enjoying it, pleasing your wife in such a manner, making her smile, laugh, making her take you up into her strong arm's and hold you like a girl.

You shook her head noting that it was all exactly as you'd wanted, she never pushed or tried for anything you would have hated, and, despite all of those stories that got you a little hot when the cuckold husband was powerd to service the lover you couldn't see your wife doing that, you sighed in relief, she was STILL your wife, no matter what you became, she wouldn't up and leave you, she loved you.

"Oh my goodness!" Your wife jumped and shrieked. "You look so beautiful!" Your wife nearly screamed, running over to you and wrapping her arms around you.

"I-I look like a f-fool." You stuttered.

"Uh uh." Your wife shook her head. "The only thing missing are a pair of tits." Your wife whispered. "Here..." She walked away, reaching into her drawer and grabbing a bunch of her underwear.

You stood completely still, helpless as she unbuttoned your shirt, working your smooth chest as she placed the panties and bra against you, fixing it just right. She spun you, fastening the shirt back on as she powerd you to look into the mirror.

"Look! You see! With make up you could EASILY pass for a girl!" She grinned from behind you, watching your frontside in the mirror. "Oh, I'd almost forgotten what a nice ass you have." She smiled, walking backwards to sit on the edge of the bed. "Come here honey, let me have at that ass."

You blushed heavily as you turned to do as she said. She pat her lap, having you sit and hold yourself still between her legs. Instantly her hands roamed your side's, your stomach, her finger's snapped under your panties.

Her breath was hot against the back of your neck, her palm pushing and folding in over your small dick, her fingers burying into your balls like her own new cunt. You ached, her fingers hurting you as they tried to treat your balls like a pussy but you said nothing, moaning only to the brief moments of pleasure.

"oooh, honey, I've always wanted my own little lesbian to fuck." Jen whispered into your ear, holding her hands over your 'breasts'.

"I...ah...."

"I want your tongue inside of me so badly, make me feel all better, ok?"

You needed no encouragement for that command. Your wife lie back, holding her legs up and closed for you to gleefully open. There, the object of your complete admiration and desire, the scent so strong and pure filling your flaring nostrils.

It was yours, all yours for the taking, your mouth instantly buried into her endless pool of wetness. If she wanted you as a girl and THIS is how it turned out then who were you to argue? The thought's of her word's, the way she called you beautiful and sexy pursued your thought's, making you even more eager to be her lesbian lover.

"Hm. I guess you were right, 'She' just needed a little encouragement." My voice broke just a little through your wife's legs' tight grip around your ears.

"Mmmm, thank you Master, even though I'm your little slut it always seems like you're doing more for me."

"Eh..." I waved my hands. "You shouldn't be grateful yet, you'll have to keep shaving and upkeeping her until she can do it all yourself." It hurt, if only a little, to hear not just your wife calling you a girl but your best friend. "And, we're not going down that path, I don't care WHAT kind of storie's she's been reading, I know the impact it can have on someone."

"Alright Master." Your wife pouted.

Your heart was both relieved and confused, had it taken ME to save you from a life of sucking....no, your sweet beautiful wife would never ever do that to you, no, you were grateful, I was strong enough to be her permanent lover, as long as I was in control she would never do that to you.

And you liked it, the hierarchy I'd powerd into your fragile Marriage. I was in control, your wife controlled you and you were at your wife's mercy, you would do anything for your wife, just as you always wanted to.

It was so easy for you, having no control over the situation, no ability to change or move event's any further than was deemed of you. It was your wish to serve at your wife's feet, to treat her as a goddess and expect nothing in return.

You only hoped that soon your wife and I would take pity and give you the orgasm you so desperately wished for.

Maybe soon, Maybe.





Again slow updates but a part of it(I must admit) was due to being unsure how close I should come. I knew the best spice was giving it a little kick in the ass. Don't worry, I still don't intend on taking it down a bi road.

But, now that I'm here with a little sissy cucky the possible road's are a lot more fulfilling and I won't even have to go all the way.

I aint nearly done, I'm jes getting started.