I am a well educated businessman living a FLR. My wife and I believe most problems in the world are related to men running the world, society, and homes for thousands of years. Not all, but lots of men engage in testosterone fueled "penis measuring" contestants, and being lead astray skirt chasing. We would like to see a couple of generations of no men in position of authority, at work,government, or homes. Strip men of voting rights for a few years to see how things work with the women in charge. We have already done this with our relationship. I was help desk manager when my wife came in as a trainee. She was stunning, highly intelligent, and soon had me under her spell. I taught her my job, as she explained the FLR lifestyle to me. I went from a skirt chaser to a chaste man, who lived to pleasure her orally (I always preferred cunillingus to intercourse) and my Kristen goddess said she got nothing from intercourse but loved my oral talents. She moved into my house, and I cooked, cleaned, and pleasured her. Twice a week I was given soiled panties to fetish and please myself while she stood over me. She made me lick up my mess, and the few times we had intercourse it was just so she could sit on my face dumping my semen into my mouth as i serviced her. I came to love cream-pie clean-up. Around this time I got my first chastity device and was required to shave my body and wear panties, bras, and stockings. When she introduced me to my prostrate I became her bitch and she started pegging me until I came from anal. I went to my boss and told her I wanted Kristen to take my job and i would assist her. She hesitated until I came in to work as a lady. We had a FL marriage where I wore the gown and became a cuckold. I had lost the ability to get erections so we picked a man to consumate the wedding for me. Then I got to clean her cream-pie. After she came several times. She told me to put on my nighty well she straped on her new penis that was actually bigger than mine used to be before I started shrinking. It became obvious soon when I started getting little breasts, rounder softer but, no erections, and shrinking tools. Its now 16 years, I have been nanny to two daughters, but i never lost my desire for Kristen, she just calls me her lesbian lover. Is this too weird for this group
frog licking romp? well that sounds like fun, assuming you're talking about those hallucinogenic toads and not actual slimey pond frogs. this is where you went too far. the rest of the post is highly unlikely, but still could theoretically happen. but really, the odds of a man with these issues marrying anyone, and then finding a boss that just lets her employees say "i'm quitting and this person is taking my place." that's when everyone knows for sure that you're lying.
Would A Mod Please Remove This Filth From The "Introduction Forum", We Have Enough Trouble Attracting Decent New Members As It Is Without Them Being Subjected To This Garbage.......Thank You. Cheers Glen.
Not getting off on this, but vanilla G. I'm with Glen and JSB and underwear. Quadruple bullshit. It was a slightly interesting read until other men were brought in to service her and he started wearing dresses and nannied his children. (I really thought there was gonna be mention of him breastfeeding them.... A good troll would've thrown that in there since it IS possible...) I wrote a better story late last night after reading a really bad one. This one's just crazy stupid. The one I rewrote had such poor Engish and grammar I had to embellish it to make it palatable and I just ran with it. It was fun. But I mention that it's a rewrite. I don't pass it off as relation of a real story.... Scrub it off, unless you're gonna tag it trolling for readers 1-0-none. Not weird, just pathetic and sad. I'm a decent new member, too. Sheesh.
I got stopped one day driving my car with no tee shirt on. The police man started to play with my bear body then told my to pull over to the side of the road. He then to,d me to get out of the car and get in the dab of his policeman said Ben over the seat and he pulled my shorts down and started playing with my hole. Just after that he put his cock into my ass and fucked we good and filled up my hole. After he just nice and drive carfuly. So I get out from his car put up my short and drove off with his cum slowly coming out of my hole.
On a hot summer's day when I was 22, headed to surf, a cop pulled me over. I happened to be driving with no T-shirt on in jeans shorts. The burly officer slowly strolled from his lighted cruiser, with his ticket book and smirked as he looked down at me. He told me to get out of the car and lean spread eagled against it, on the shoulder side, hands on the roof. I said, "What's the problem officer? I've got my license, insurance." He said softly, "Keep quiet and I'll have no reason to ticket you, or bring you in." He sounded menacing. He started to run his hand through my thick, sweaty chest hair and slid his fingers down to my shorts waist band. He peered in. Then, he told me to lean over my windowless passenger door and yanked my shorts down. "Dude!" I protested. "This has gone too far. Fuck. Ticket me. Take me in!" I couldn't see him, but I heard his pants zipper. "Yeah, boy. 'Fuck' is right. Now shut up!" He'd pulled out his gun and put it against my temple. Then, I felt his fat, hard cock on my ass cheek. "You young studs think you can cruise my stretch, headed for the beach, half naked all day and NOT get fucked. I"ll teach you!" He holstered his gun, then shoved his other rod into my ass, no prep, no lube, and fucked me. I 'd never been fucked by a guy, and couldn't see him, but I felt him tear my ass up. However, somewhere along the line, whatever he was doing started to feel good despite the pain. He rubbed this spot over and over and my cock got hard. I wasn't liking the fact that I liked getting fucked. I was moaning in pain and pleasure. "Hey, you might get a free drive next time, you're being so nice." He leaned onto my back and held me in a vise grip. "Rrrrrgh. I'm COMING! Jesus!" I yelled and he banged into my butt like he was riding a bronco, then shuddered and blew out a breath. I hung over the door frozen, in shock, felt him whack my ass as he pulled out and I yelped, "Shit!" I heard the zipper go back up. "Better clean up that blood, boy. You virgins. Tight fucks, but what a mess! You have a nice day. And drive carefully," he laughed. I pulled up my pants to see him drive past with a wave and a grim smile on his face, feeling blood and come slowly leak from my ass into my shorts. In tears, I cleaned myself with paper towels and made a mental note to never drive this stretch again. I stopped sniffling, pulled on my T, sat on a towel, screeched the car around and sped back home. See, this is how it could've been written. I'm neither gay, nor a man, but I can write! Leave fantasy writing to the professionals. OrleansWordsmith, Today at 3:31 AM Edit Delete Report #44 + Quote Reply
I wrote the later story in response to the horrible troll story.... and made it clear I was not a troll after the rewrite, which I have to say isn't too shabby
This applies to the ridiculousy poorly written story about the Alpha Wife. Do it well, or don't do it. Make it a good fantasy, or no fantasy at all.
It was a hot summer night And the beach was burning There was fog crawling over the sand When I listen to your heart I hear the whole world turning I see the shooting stars falling Through your trembling hands
You need to reference what you're writing about Irminsul... what dude is writing WHAT in their spare time?... Vanilla G's short poem is OK, though. The Alpha Male story is about extreme punishment and emasculization. Sure someone will get off on aspects of it. Still too hard to believe.
OK Vanilla needs to paraphrase elements of poem!!! Whoops.. thanks bft! great song though... thanks!!
Well you can tell that was some kind of bullshit story about some kind of crazy submissive man.... it was a fantasy... poorly written one.
