My name is John, though I go by rgjohn, and I’ve written a few erotic books and some content for Literotica. When Emma read my work, she suggested I write about loving, female-led relationships—a genre she’s passionate about. It’s been a while since I’ve written, but a fan recently reignited my interest by asking me to turn his detailed journal into a story. Initially skeptical, I found myself captivated by his account of a Female-Led Relationship (FLR), a concept I hadn’t explored before. With a mix of curiosity and research, I’ve decided to craft a multi-part story spanning many chapters. If you are just starting, you should begin your journey back at chapter 1.
I shook my head firmly. “No way. There’s no chance I’ll be able to sleep.”
Anna said, “Would you like me to text you? Maybe when dinner is over and… when we go to the hotel room?”
I hesitated, wondering if I really did, but as I said before, knowing was better than not knowing. I swallowed hard. “Yes… and maybe when you’re on your way home, too.”
Her smile widened as she leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. “I’ll text you... and maybe even in between when we take a break... we’ll see,” she said.
My poor little penis was still drooling like a faucet.…
Another amazing chapter!
“You’re okay with this, right? You’re the one who wanted the FLR, remember?”
I wish that the term FLR wasn’t synonymous with presumed cuckolding. There is FLR/WLM without cuckolding.
I don’t think it is synonymous with presumed cuckolding. I don’t even think cuckolding is implied with a FLR but it is probably more prevalent because female needs are prioritized in a FLR by the very definition of the relationship structure.