Monday started a new week at work. I started my morning by checking my e-mails. There was one there from my boss. She wanted to see me sometime this morning. I was still trying to recover from the party but I managed to finish checking my mail and install some updates to our new security program before heading upstairs to see her. I wasn't looking forward to...
'Mr. Morton, what is the meaning of this?" Mrs. Swanson had summoned Carl Morton her newest boarder to her parlor. Displayed on the coffee table were two white sheets; white. that is. except for the yellowish stains that Carl could plainly see. "I..I..I d.d.don't know!" Carl stammered embarrassed to be questioned about the obvious semen stains on the otherw...
Author's comments: This is the final chapter to this CFNM story. I appreciate all your emails and comments on the previous chapters. I've tried to move this chapter closer to 'real' CFNM as best I can within the limits of my understanding and in keeping the story in line with the previous chapters. Enjoy. I spent the next few days in total ecstasy re-livin...
Diane, Charlotte and Sarah arrived at the institute a few minutes before 4 PM, where they were ushered into the meeting room. There were 6 chairs arranged in a circle, and two ladies already occupied two seats. A paper stuck to the board in the middle of the room said, “Share your answers on the survey with each other!” To her surprise, Sarah recognized one...
Rob was happy to get the first lesson of the day over with. It was a mixed class of seniors and while he had a small coterie of female groupies, most of the 18 year old students found the the delights of the 19th century English novel to be decidedly uncool. The boys were particularly restive since their next period was to be their favourite with coach Colli...
Don't let anyone tell you otherwise - there is indeed good wine in the mountains of Vermont. And many of the ladies were sampling several of the reds and whites that were available at the wine tent. John, meanwhile, was more of a "meat and potatoes" kind of guy, drinking a can of Old Milwaukee as he made his way around the grounds. He was beginning to g...
These are stories that reveal women's dominance over submissive men or women. This may even involve physical pain or mental suffering. Submisives will be humilated as they serve women in any capacity they chose. They are reduced to servicing any part of a woman's body without question. Usually, this will involve one part of a woman, which is where the fetish...
My stroll down Memory Lane with my youthful and naked future husband has stoked my erotic juices, but it didn't provide me with an explanation as to why a nude man was so much more dramatic than a nude woman. Still, I needed to push on, hoping that an answer would come down the line. The basic concept of the performance was now firmly rooted in my mind. The...
You get to write about a world where men are required to be naked at all times but women are allowed to remain clothed. You can approach this story in almost any way you want. Perhaps you want men to be nothing more than slaves to women. Maybe men are at a nearly equal standing with them, but still have to be nude. As for the setting, feel free to get creati...
Tanglefoot, Texas, 1876 "Storm's a comin,' U, better fetch dem damn chairs off the porch,'" Skallywag Crothers said from behind the bar, as he poured the last rounds for the evening. "U?!'" Skallywag repeated, noticing his call went unanswered, and he could see the saloon's proprietor was sound asleep in one of the booths. U had gotten into a fight with...