You weren’t expecting him to be here.
You thought you’d be alone with me tonight, that it would be just the two of us doing naughty things in the silence of the bedroom. His presence is a surprise, adding a touch of tension and uncertainty to the ambiance. Now you don’t know exactly what to expect. We’ve talked about your fantasies, the things you’ve whispered to me as a blush stained your face, the secrets you’ve shared, but this? This is new.
And yet, there he is, looking extremely good on my couch.
Dark denim jeans, a black button down shirt and cowboy boots. He’s got a thick silver chain around his neck that just serves to make his skin seem even darker than it really is. His eyes are amused, glinting over a slightly smirking mouth. With his arms along the couch back, legs relaxed and feet outstretched, he seems to be taking up all the space in the room. Given how you’re breathing, he may be using all the oxygen too. But, no, that’s all you, gasping and reacting to the sheer animal magnetism he’s putting off.
Well, Pet? What next?
There he is, laid out and displayed for you. He’s showing off in front of you. Look at him. Isn’t he perfect? I know what I want to do with him, to him, for him; I know what I want to see him do with you, what I want to have you do for him. I know exactly what my fantasies are in this situation.
Tell me, do you have what it takes to act on your fantasies? To take this step with me? He’s there, just waiting for you. What are you going to do now?
You just described a tasty male. 🙂
Fantasies and Reality, sometimes they just might blend a little in the grey area. 😉 But not often.
First, I want to THANK YOU for the link you provided to Cuckold Fantasies. First time I’ve been there and I guess, like many, I have my own opinions about it.
I feel very lucky that I married a beautiful Lady but NOT a Hot-Wife. I will, however, admit that I often “fantasize” about her being a Hot-wife. Mostly always in situation where I am coerced into being a cuckold. I don’t fantasize about doing anything voluntarily and so I much prefer the fantasy where we would be happily married but then you trick me into a compromising situation, take pictures and accumulate evidence, and then coerce me into a situation where I am forced to pretend that I love and adore sucking your boyfrineds from your delicious body every night before we snuggle together.
I love to imagine that the happiest wife in the world would be one who gets to spend her days wrapping her legs around anyone and everyone she wants only to know that at bedtime, her husband is going to make her climax repeatedly from being sucked on so nicely while he swallows every drop of sperm she has saved for him inside her.
Maybe when he does an extra good job, she will allow him to cream in his panties but only under the most humiliating circumstances possible.
But, like you say, “fantasy”. It’s very difficult trying to imagine that in any reality setting because I guess there would be too many complicating factors and feelings. But it sure makes a great fantasy. I wouldn’t mind hearing what “your” fantasy would be. Especially if your sissy husband just happened to have a very large sissy clit. 😉
I’d like to experience the joy of fulfilling your fantasies!
Me, I seem content keeping my fantasies fantasy. While I have fantasized sucking a man’s cock and/or using that cock to massage my prostate… my paradox is I’m not attracted to men.
I did dress up one halloween in a long satin gown and went out. I crossed paths with a South American guy I knew, He seemed to enjoy toying with my femininity (I didn’t move when he placed his hand on my ass)! I did enjoy that dynamic.
I would need you to call the shots, as I trust you implicitly!