My female studio executive was as good as her word. I got a call from a lady named Roxanne who had spoken with Ms. Mayer. Roxanne ran a small internet mail order business out of her house and needed some specialized part time help. She had purchased a large quantity of erotic photography in digital format and was planning to use the images to make some G an...
CFNM Dance Class Not long after my "cuckold hand job" experience, I received a call from a woman who was a friend of the couple that had given me my first CFNM experience. She was a dance teacher at a local dance studio. She also taught part-time at one of the local Universities. It seems that one of her students was preparing to go to an audition in Vegas...
It was a bad breakup. It was the kind that cut deep, the type that was going to take some time to get over. Abigail thought she and Stew would be together the whole rest of the year, go to the prom, party it up together at Senior Week. In all of her 18 years, she had never felt pain like this. To make it worse, just to twist the knife even more, Stew...
My girlfriend and I sometimes go to a local coed spa for a couples massage. We usually hit the sauna for a while before the massage. About half the time there will be other men in the sauna. We've never seen another woman in there. Standard attire is either a swim suit or a towel. Cherie and I wear a bath towel. She is a 5' 8 natural blonde with a killer 3...
Note: though I do refer to some of the characters as "children," all of the characters in this story are over 18. "Goddammit Sam! Can you stop that!" Paul Archer has had enough. Every time he or his wife Claudia needs to find one of their children, they always wind up walking in on them masturbating. Whether it's Jeremy jerking off into h...
Pooja and I were climbing to the terrace, she was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a top and over that a hooded jacket and a flat pair of slippers. I wore only a towel around my waist, nothing else! I was leading her up the ladder and she following my lead would have small and quick glances of my gadgets beneath the towel. She even tried to remove my towel....
Lucas Ledford is asleep on his bed, his almost bare body tangled in the light blue sheets, gentle snores escaping his lips. Sunlight is draped over him through the nearby window, yearning for him to wake. His right hand is unconsciously fastened safely beneath his Hanes white briefs, squeezing his morning surprise. A moan escaped his lips as he played with h...
The kitchen hadn't been quite its usual immaculate self. Not messy by any means...but the wine bottle, with an inch or so of white left, was still on the island - as were both glasses, one not quite empty. The playing cards were stacked for the box, but not back in the box. Little things like that. Evidently drawn by the smell of fresh coffee, my mother eme...
Sunday afternoon I drive to LAX, park my Porsche, and catch my flight to Miami. My seat-mate this time is a businessman who runs an auto parts chain, so I'm compelled to talk a bit about plastics. Finally, he excuses himself to use the restroom and I arrange to have my head buried in a magazine when he returns, cutting off any further conversation. The flig...
Constance wasted no time explaining what she expected of the three boys in her new CFNM-run household. To Herbert it seemed as if he was entering into a kind of twilight zone world, but without all the attendant horrors that were sometimes a part of that often malignant universe. As he watched his stepmother proceed through a laundry list of items she had c...