My Mousewife

By Mike James

Published on Aug 11, 2008

Transgender

Several people, have, Admonished Me, for not including the standard disclaimers for a story on Nifty. To appease them, here it is:

"If You are under 18 years of age (or are easily offended) I caution that You should NOT read this and that You find a hobby that Does Not involve reading stuff on (Nifty). Thank You", Mike.

I really do hope, that, this warning will suffice!

Now on to the rest.

Ronnie and I met and He became My "Mousewife" shortly after I came home from "Desert Storm". For those who do not reconize the term "MouseWife" It is a male who takes on the Female role in a domestic relationship. A Male Housewife so to speak.

Ronnie sat next to Me, as My old Dodge pickup took Us back to I-25. Ronnie's, shoulder length, Brown hair moved in the breeze, created by My window being down. It fluttered around his pretty face. Ronnie would move around and moan as We drove toward Cheyenne. "I'm o.k" he sighed "just feeling Your cum" he said, when I looked over at him. Ronnie sighed and layed his head on My shoulder "Wake me when we get there" he said, falling asleep.

We had a room reserved at the "Little America Best western". I parked and went in to confirm and get Our room key, Ronnie woke up and We went to Our room.

"Michael, I need a shower!" Ronnie exclaimed, before heading towards the Bath and shutting the door. I heard the shower start, the door opened. a pile of clothes were pushed out. The door closed. Walking over, I looked at the pile of clothes. Jeans, T-shirt, Plain cotton bra, a pair of socks brown leather sandals. Ronnie's Panties were on top of the pile of clothes. Faded Yellow color ,"Olga" brand with torn lace trim. My cum, had, created a sticky mess in the cotton crotch. A wet spot was on the front of them. Did Ronnie cum and then let it soak his Panties? I wondered.

Sitting down, on the bed, I thought about Ronnie. I knew, he was a "Boy" (Genetically at least). But, I realized, that, I had never seen him naked! Nor had I really cared. Ronnie had got Me sober. Ronnie had helped Me to quit smoking. Ronnie fed me. Ronnie had held Me (and Loved Me!) even at My worst. Ronnie had done nothing but "Give" in Our relationship. It hit Me hard. Ronnie, had given everything to Me!

Ronnie had finished in the shower, and came out with his body wrapped with a towel. "I need to get dressed, Would You step outside for Me Michael?" he asked.

"Ronnie, sit next to Me here on the Bed" I said. Ronnie sat down, a bead of water ran down his bangs, I brushed it away. "Ronnie, I know You are who You are and I Love who You are " I continued. "I would do anything for You Ronnie!" Ronnie looked at Me. His large, pretty, eyes wide and wary.

"Take the towel off" I whispered. "You don't have to do this for Me" Ronnie replied. "Please take the towel off, Baby" {I said, as I kissed his pouty lips).

Ronnie stood up, dropped his towel and stared at Me. I looked at his hairless body. Small hormonal breasts, brown perky nipples, a smallish circumcised penis standing erect, his body shaking. We made eye contact, I stared into his eyes, "I Love You Ronnie" I said; Doing something I had never even dreamed of doing Before. I sucked him, into My mouth. I heard Ronnie gasp. He came quickly, My mouth was full of his cum. pulling away, I leaned back. Ronnie leaned forward and I fed his cum into his mouth in a deep, soulful, kiss. I licked and kissed down his body. Sucking his nipples,then down and across his hips. Ronnie moaned, as I pulled him down on too Our bed. Ronnie "arched up" as I kissed and licked around his sweet little hole. I pulled Ronnie over (onto his back) his thighs on My shoulders, as I stabbed My tounge deep into him. His moans and sighs spurring Me on. "Slow fuck Me, Michael! He pleaded. I scooted up, to face him. Ronnie reached down and

"guided" My cock inside of him.

Gently I pushed , Ronnie wrapped his legs around My waist. Saliva for lube. I felt him surrender, as My cock penetrated him. Not wanting too hurt, I moved slowly.Ronnie moved his hips in a matching rhythm. "Oh Michael!" He convulsed. "I Love You!" his cream squirting between us as I came inside of him.

Afterwards, Ronnie and I lay spooned together. "Your wonderful to Me Ronnie" I whispered, into his ear. "I am Your MouseWife, Michael" Ronnie answered back. "I Love You. You are My Man" I fell asleep. Ronnie held in My arms. I kissed his shoulder and fell asleep, My dream's undisturbed and peaceful as I held tight to My Mousewife.


Rate this story

Liked this story?

Nifty is entirely volunteer-run and relies on people like you to keep the site running. Please support the Nifty Archive and keep this content available to all!

Donate to The Nifty Archive
Nifty

© 1992, 2024 Nifty Archive. All rights reserved

The Archive

About NiftyLinks❤️Donate