Don't you just hate fetishes? I know I do. Being a slave to what you like and practically creaming your pants in the presence of this fetish. To give some context to my suffering, my name is Kayle, I'm a Futanari, my balls are the size of oranges, and I LOVE being hit in them. But I hate having this fetish. Not for practical reasons, like worrying about per...
It's the feel, I think, more than the appearance. Yes I'm interested in how they look, but I am more interested in the touch. Sure, the cut, the style, how much is covered and how much is revealed are important, but nowhere near as much as the sensations I receive. I get so aroused by simply holding the garment in my hands that sometimes it's nearly impossib...
When I was 23 years old, it started out to be one of the darkest periods in my life. I had just graduated from college with a degree in graphic design but I had been slow to find a quality job in the field. Where I lived, there just wasn't anything available. To top off my despair, I had gotten pregnant after a drunken one night stand at a local pub nine mon...
It's the feel, I think, more than the appearance. Yes I'm interested in how they look, but I am more interested in the touch. Sure, the cut, the style, how much is covered and how much is revealed are important, but nowhere near as much as the sensations I receive. I get so aroused by simply holding the garment in my hands that sometimes it's nearly impossib...
The day I took her interview, I knew she can be taken advantage of. She had recently got shifted to Jaipur. Her husband took a new job that required them to shift to the city from Delhi. She was looking for a job as she was getting bored sitting at home the whole day while her husband remained in office. Her innocent face and lovely fair and slim body ensure...
Boobies. She loved the sound of that word. Ever since she grew her pair, she was utterly fascinated by those strange wonders of nature. Betty looked at the glowing laptop screen in front of her. Her new project was shaping up well. Her first, personal blog. She wanted to try that for ages, but never knew what she should write about. But that question was fi...
As I mention from time to time, my Mother was born in The Netherlands where her parents and her sister and her family still live. Over the years we have made an effort to get together every two years, alternating between us going there and them coming here. Now that we are older, I'm pushing thirty three as I write this, the participants have changed a bit....
Over the days after their cockfight, Darren and Kevin actually patched things up a bit. Me and that bitch though, we've still got an issue to settle. I sent her a text admitting it was my mistake to try and beat someone with so much more experience than I had and how it must feel satisfying to know that giving it away so often to so many guys finally paid of...
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the movies or characters from the "Cabin Fever" franchise. All "Cabin Fever" movies and their characters belong to their respective owners. I don't make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Up until this moment, Marcy had considered this motel room a temporary sanctuary, where the problems and sorrows of her life c...
Over the last few years of self-discovery and some embarrassing trial and error, Erica was quickly becoming a veteran at her craft, being able to shapeshift her body into nearly anything she can imagine, with practically no boundaries. Erica and I decided to put her “talents” to work in a way that was fun for both of us, while being able to keep her powers a...