For many of us who teeter on both sides of the fence, but want to appear on the straight and narrow, this story is one you can all relate to. An organized husband with an itch that must be scratched. An itch that can become overwhelming when there is any deviation in the normal routine. This story takes me back to a time, where enjoying my “me” time was something to look forward to. Something that to get excited about and something that was also short lived each week.
On the surface, husband and wife… mom and dad… appear to be the typical loving but hard working couple, so when the idea of a vacation is planned, it can interfere with both of their lives. This story takes that to a whole new level. The idea and dialog of the story fits with couples who don’t get out much and try hard to be someone they are not, but it is nice to see that playful performance. The audacity of the request is a bit unbelievable, but not as believable as the even quicker acceptance. It lends itself to the couples hidden desires to try something new and outrageous by their standards.
The story does take on elements of the movie Indecent Proposal, but with a little more speed and less subtlety. An old man wanting to fulfill one small fantasy after another and a wife pimping her husband out to get things she wants – never knowing that it’s her husband that is reaping the benefits.
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Today, on this beautiful morning in paradise, Robert was dressed in one of his wife’s black swim skirts, which felt like bikini bottoms underneath, but which looked like a lightly ruffled skirt on the outside. So long as nobody looked too closely, they were close enough to his normal swim trunks to be passable, but he felt like a sissy – like an accepted sissy – in a way he never had before.
And to think it had all begun with a strange man on the beach with a perverse fantasy to place his manhood inside Robert’s mouth. He had been exposed as a sissy. His wife knew he was a sissy. And she was okay with it. More than that, she seemed energized by the fact.
He didn’t know whether Douglas had somehow sensed the sissy inside of him, or whether his wife had inadvertently twisted the whole perverse fantasy into something different with her teasing application of lipstick, but it didn’t matter. Just so long as the older man wasn’t done with them. He couldn’t handle another week of vacation without the throbbing manhood to which he’d so quickly become accustomed.
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Author of nasty, naughty, trashy, taboo erotica.
As a mature sissy who grew up with the Nexus, Beeline, and Reluctant Press paperbacks, and who matured through Transformation, Forced Womanhood, and the Visions of Fantasy She-Male magazines, I have a lifelong love of erotic transgender and fetish fiction.
Submissive sissies in pretty outfits and erotic bondage is my signature theme, but within my fiction you can also expect to themes of find forced feminization, breast growth and breastfeeding, oral and anal penetration, chastity and castration, butt plugs and pegging, stunning shemales and fabulous futanari, big black stallions (both literally and figuratively), pony boys and pony girls, massive cocks with huge loads, and other deviant delights.