Wife Turns Husband Into Sissy Novels & Stories

"Because whatever he's done, he's changed. But you've only changed for the worse. You kicked me in the stomach and would have done more if my husband hadn't been here to save me. You've changed and I want nothing to do with you. So please leave us alone and move on with your life. He's already settled you with money. That's the only thing you've ever wanted isn't it? You don't really care about me being with him. It's just a matter of power to you. You don't love me. You're just mad he's with me and that's why you're doing all of this." "Enough!" he yelled at me. "This isn't just about that. I've always loved you but somehow he's managed to turn you against me like he always does. Don't fall

The mother of the crystal whined in front of her husband as she tugged on his sleeve. The husband then turned his head, he was just about to reply to his wife's mistreatment, but then he froze with a pale face for sure. "Honey, why are you silent? Come on...teach him a lesson!" exclaimed the whining wife. "Mr Smith? Are you going to teach me a lesson? Or I'll come teach your arrogant wife a lesson!" said Allan with a deadly glare. Suddenly, the husband of the arrogant woman named Shannice bent her legs in front of Allan.

He would take out his cock and start playing with it, "And the next thing you know Tony will have talked your wife into helping the poor guy out. Jeff will walk over and your wife will start sucking his dick while Tony fucks her. Once she gets started there's no stopping. Tomorrow or the next day it will be two friends and the next day three and finally six or seven. In three years, and with over thirty women, I've only seen one get up and leave when Jeff walks in and I've never seen one not come back when they move up to three. Are you sure you are ready for your wife to become a whore for black cock?" I shrugged, "Her choice" I said. One the bed Tony was getting his cock sucked and as soon

I started to look at the wife, who was way more interesting than the game; she wasn't getting much reading done, shaking her head at her husband's discomfort and smiling at me, a smile I could easily read. She appreciated the predicament I'd put hubby in and was enjoying watching him squirm. Which he did, literally. And soaked his shirt with sweat. And drank more beers, and cursed his team, the idiot coaches, the fat-assed linemen, even the sportscasters and the cheerleaders, who had suddenly turned ugly. WU mounted a long, slow drive that netted nothing but used up eight minutes on the clock. During the drive the wife went into the bathroom. When she came out later she had changed from the

“Muah!” I remained at the window, with a river of tears flowing down my eyes, yet he never cared. The husband I knew, who adored me every morning by kissing my forehead—the same person who always told me how much he couldn't do without me—smirked boldly at me as he changed this strange woman into another position. He carried her on his strong arm and glued her to the wall while turning his back on me. I watched how Avanna quickly slid his hard rod into her vagina while she continued staring at me with her mocking gesture.

His mind suddenly made up, the chief of the heathens spoke. "You need perhaps an example." Talking to Herald as the man began to feel uncomfortable. "...I will show you a fascinating characteristic of women. In a few minutes your wife," he announced turning to Herald, "...will spread her legs and meet my stiff shaft into her heated little oasis. Even though she worries and despises me, she will jolt and grind like any common whore and take enjoyment in me."

But my husband wouldn’t slow down. He pulled out again, sat on the edge of the bed, and yanked me onto his lap facing him— but he controlled every bounce. His hands gripped my ass cheeks, spreading them wide so his friends could see both my holes winking and leaking as he bounced me up and down on his cock. “Ride me, whore,” he snarled. “Show them how a good wife fucks her husband after she’s been gang-fucked.” I rode him like he wanted.

The sound of his laughter sent shivers down her spine, and when she tried to look away from him, the characters on the screen were kissing. She swallowed the silver in her throat and looked back at her husband. Is face was closer to hers now, and it was spotless, and when he finally spoke, her mouth was focused on his lips. “Trust me, wifey. I don’t want to have fun with other women but I would like to have fun with you, if only you will let me to.”

Here I am again, killing myself by peeping into the lewdness of my husband and his other woman. My tears flowed when I saw them with no clothes on. Fuck! My husband was sitting on a swivel chair while the woman was kneeling opposite him while sucking my his dick. The woman rose from her kneeling position and turned her back on my husband. My husband points his dick at the woman's hole. I held my mouth and stopped it from making a sound. "Oh! Ah! Your cock is fucking big, Mister Duffins! I'm getting crazy!" I calmed myself down by patting my shoulder. I know that I'm the only one who helps myself become stronger.

But a faggot is always a faggot, because with even stroking his dick, he was already cumming like a broken faucet as he watched his wife being used properly in a way he could never do it. "Harder daddy, fuck your married little slut, ruin my married pussy!" Cindy begged, pushing back against him. Chinedu spanked her ass hard, leaving red handprints. "Of course i will do that, my married whore. Now tell me slut, between me and your faggot husband who is much better I running your slutty hole." "You daddy you are so much better.” Cindy moaned. “His little dick never hits my spots like this. I'm going to cum already fuck me daddy." She moaned harder and louder.