WIP-Road to Desire (male Submissive)

This is the first chapter sneek peek.

Bookstore Clerk, wife and mother of two Samantha Kingston looked adoringly at her husband Mathew as he feed their baby Mason his breakfast. Today was their anniversary, six years now and two kids later with no time for a quick fuck me got to have it right this second time either.


Thank God her mother in law was going to take the kids for the weekend so they could have some alone time. With Mathew working days and her working nights they’d go to bed literally exhausted. She really didn’t have any complaints except for the lack of sex and time alone. He was great to the kids and he always pitched in around the house with laundry and other household chores as much as he could but she wanted more.

She studied his face unhurriedly, feature by feature. His thick black hair needed a good trim, maybe tomorrow because tonight she’d bring him to his knees.

Mathew’s skin was tanned from working construction and being outdoors on a daily basis. She loved his hand; those strong long-fingers could do amazing things to her body. Her nipples ached for his touch and her panties were soaked just thinking about it. He had perfect, sculpted muscles, not too much but enough for her.

“Come into the kitchen, Mathew.” Her smile was eager and alive with affection and delight. “I need your services for a moment.” Usually she wasn’t so bossy but wanted to see his reaction because tonight he would be kneeling, begging for release.

“Be right there Sam. Need to clean off Mason’s messy face first.”

“Hurry up.” Oh this is fun I could get used to this, hope it works in the bedroom this weekend too.

She watched him walk toward her, she whimpered as her gaze landed on the fly of his jeans.

He was aroused, extremely aroused. She wondered if he knew what she was thinking about right now, her cheeks blushed at the thought.

“Tonight couldn’t get here fast enough, babe.” Mathew groaned.

“I know; I’m going to give you an anniversary night you’ll never forget.” Her hand traveled down his chest stopped at his belt buckle, she heard him make that sexy growl she loved. Her hand rested over his long thick erection; ever so gently she gave it a little squeeze. “I aim to have this inside me tonight, now get to work or you’ll be late again.”

“Yes, my Mistress.”

“Matthew?”

“What is it, honey?”

“Tonight make sure and knock; don’t use your key.”

Sam still couldn’t believe Matt finally agreed to do some role playing. Two nights ago he came out of the bedroom with a big box that had her leather outfit in it plus a riding crop and some other toys. He finally agreed to give into her fantasy of being a slave.





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For years Matthew Kingston has kept a secret, not even his wife knew about it. He fantasized about being a submissive. Every time Sam talked about adding more kink to their sex life, he was all for it. When she mentioned role playing and being the one in charge he almost came in his jeans.

On the nights Sam worked evenings and the kids where asleep, he id research on being a male submissive. He was surprised to find so many men interested in being submissive to their wives, lovers and to strangers at the BDSM clubs. He read every blog he could find, even found a few private groups on line but he wasn’t sure that was right for them. He also didn’t want anyone from work to find out about it. He’d be the laughing stock and his crew would never let it go.

Matt found it hard to concentrate on his driving when visions of Sam wearing that hot little leather outfit he had accidently found a few days back. His hard cock pressed against his jeans making it impossible to think about anything but jacking off so he could get a little relief.

Within seconds he pulled off to the side of the road, slipped down his jeans and boxer briefs to his ankles.

When he closed his eyes, he pictured her wearing the short leather skirt and those black thigh high boots he also found in the closet. From the waist up she was dressed in a black leather camisole. God she would look so fucking hot in that outfit.

“I wish you were here Sam, so I could use my tongue on that sweet pussy and give you one orgasm after another.”

Oh this was just great, not only was he sitting in his truck on the side of the road now he was talking out loud too.

He leaned his head back and closed his eyes again. His fingers closed around his cock and he began to stroke it gently, then with more aggression. He could almost see her bucking into his mouth as he fucked her with his tongue. She would scream out his name as she came around his fingers. Groaning out loud, he stroked his cock even faster.

A few more strokes then his seed spilled onto his hand. Soon he heard someone tapping on the window. Oh shit a fucking cop.

This is my Mathew.