Crossdressing Husband Novels & Stories

I stammer, my body trembling. He scoffs. “Call me Lennox, darling. After all, I'm your husband.” He says, sliding his fingers up to my back. He zips down my wedding dress then slowly pulls it over my shoulder. It falls to the ground, leaving me exposed in nothing but my underwear. He yanks off my bra, tossing it carelessly across the room, before tearing my panties apart with a sudden, brutal force. With a swift motion, he spins me around to face him.

Her voice was adamant and as she wanted, his hands dropped from the nape of her neck as he backed away a few steps. He raked his hands through his hair as he opened one of the drawer chests, a line of Backwood and a lighter appeared and she dreaded it even more a he lit it up—Great. Her husband was a raging murderer, leader of a mafia organization, and now he smokes too. “You know, most women would jump at the opportunity to be in my bed.” He muttered, his brows furrowed at the huff of smoke. “I’m not most women.” “You’re not,” He acknowledged, dropping the cigar on the ashtray as he veered closer, he placed a finger on her cheek and brushed lightly, “Which is why I married you in the first

The touch on my lips doesn't last as long as I would like, but I'm still smiling a little more lightly when he moves away. "Beautiful acting" whispers to disguise my embarrassment, looking away at the dress. With so much heat I can't wait to get rid of all this mess of cloths and sparkles. "It quite matches the image of a passionate groom that everyone believes. "Maybe I'm more worried about what you believe, girl," he's upshoots, arching his eyebrow with a touch of humor. “Ready! "Glenda appears at the door, this time without the baby. "My husband is a mule who doesn't know the difference between Ham and Turkey Breast, and calls me every time he goes to the market. Did I miss something?”

Now, he won't even say a word to me. Are you mad at me for letting you go, big brother? I couldn't say these words out loud. Not now that they all think I'm the crazy bride. The Cross family are especially strange. They all came to this wedding union dressed like it was a funeral. However, unlike the groom, they put some effort into their looks. I couldn't tell who was who, as no one was willing to do an official introduction to this family. They only gather around me and Big Brother, looking at me like a meal they couldn't wait to devour.

She was happy that her husband was changing for good. Mandy missed her husband's touch. She was so curious to know what type of medical condition he has. She remembered how Kris told her that his reason for not making love to her as a husband should, is because he has a health condition. She made up her mind to find out whether her husband's manhood is still working. She went to her wardrobe and took out a very nice seductive gown. She planned to seduce Kris immediately he returns. She showered and wore the gown waiting for the return of Kris.

Zhi Rou burst out laughing, shaking her head she answered him, “If he was doing all that I don’t think he would be interested in me, he most likely would be dating some girl who would be after his money and spending it like it is nothing but honestly this husband of mine is ridiculous uncle!” Now he was completely confused looking at her serious face, “Wh-what do you mean?” he asked her. She shook her head and held out the dress in her hand to show it to him, “Do you see this? He demanded that I shop in expensive stores and buy jewellery that I couldn’t care about. I need to have this and I need to have that if I am to marry him because I don’t know why but…” she slumped and chucked the dres

Arrogant husband of mine is not present in the room, I quickly took my night wear was about to change but I don't when my bathrobe strings were open and I turned to see my husband is looking at me with lust. "Why are you wearing dress? We don't need anything when we make love right?" he asked like innocent kid. "Don't you think you are being pervert nowadays?" I asked with smirk. "Yes I am because I am exclusively being pervert only to my dear wife." He smirked and winked at me. "Don't you think you are cheating your wife?" I asked with fake glare. "My wife don't mind because I know that my wife is also cheating me with her boss," he said with equal smirk making me smile at his antics.

I had a feeling there was another woman somewhere because countless times I had heard him discussing ever so sweetly on a phone to a woman but when I did interrogate him, I would end up with a slap or an insult. Twined tears trickled down my cheeks the more I pondered on my marraige. Was this even a marraige? I suddenly became claustrophobic and goosebumps raided my skin. As if on cue, I heard the clicking sound of the door being opened and I swiftly pivoted my face to its direction. Holding my stare, I jerked once we set our eyes upon each other. There he stood, my cold and mysterious husband. He was dressed in his white signature shirt and black trousers. It was partially unbuttoned to rev

It wasn't the kind of setting you'll expect from the Notorious Russian Pakhan, everywhere was decorated with sky blue, maybe it's because he loves his wife as Damien had said. We climbed down the stairs leading to the Garden where the main event was taking place, with me clinging to my husband's arm and he doesn't seem to mind. He was dressed in one of his usual impeccable suits with his gelled backwards. He was as hot as anything I've ever seen in my life. Meanwhile, I was dressed in a cream coloured backless satin dress, the dress clung to me like a second skin and I had seen the way my husband had looked at me when he first saw me in it. Like he couldn't wait to pull it off me. Exactly wh

I said and showed him a dress from the bag. "Come here!" he said and I quickly ran to him. "You know, wifey…. you’re a terrible liar…..I have to punish you!" he said….. "But…. but….." "Don’t say anything……go inside and get ready….. or you’ll be late for your scene, when we get back we’ll talk about your punishment for lying to your husband," he said. I started mumbling "Husband my ass….. no ring…. no wedding hold…. who are you calling wife…. I won’t marry you even if you’re the Mighty CEO Mavis…….. no not Leonel…… his so rich…. I’ll marry him….. not you…… PERVERT."