Rob cursed to himself as he read the email from the bank. It had been hard enough getting this far with the mortgage application, but the constant hoops to jump through were beginning to exhaust him. It was a bureaucratic headache, one which seemed to stretch on forever into byzantine absurdity. Now the latest hurdle had been thrown at him; he had to complet...
Miss Bridgeway led Carl out of the parlor and down the hall to the kitchen using his penis as a joy stick of sorts. "Did you enjoy your first session with Mrs. Swanson?" Carl had just been masturbated by one of the founding Sisters of The Sisterhood a group of progressive women who advocated CFNM as a way of controlling the sexual urges of men, young men in...
I am getting back to doing a bit of writing, staying alive happened to get in the way of doing that. Just a little medical upset, a bit of surgery to repair some blood vessels and good as new. Nothing very erotic here, either. Just one of those CFNM situations that happen every day in the medical field. Being a bit long in the tooth, some of you might find...
"Mom!" Chris Matherson shouted, with obvious happiness lacing his voice. The reason for this glee was the envelope the 18 year old medical aspirant was holding in his hand. He had been accepted into CFNM (College for Neuro Medicine), as the best neuro medical institute in the country was popularly known. "What is it, honey?" Eline Matherson asked her son....
As with most stories on this site this story contains elements of many of the categories in the index. Many readers have suggested that this series should be classified as BDSM because of its strong femdom story line. In deference to those comments the remaining installments will be in the BDSM section. The style of CFNM that is portrayed is but one take on...
'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...
And so it begins... Michael was a good looking guy. He was athletic, 30 years old, 197 cm tall and the proportions matched. He always paid attention to live a healthy life. Do sports. Eat healthy, etc. Just on Sundays he let all rules fall and just did, what he wanted to do. Eat unhealthy, sleep long, stay lazy. He called it: "Cleansing the soul!"...
The day had arrived. Just 2 weeks after getting the shock of his life, it was time for Chris to leave to begin a new life. This scared him to no end. His mother had sent the college his confirmation of attendance within a day, and his fate had been sealed. He was officially a CFNM Student. He and Chrissy had decided to go together. This was one of the few ti...
This is a continuation of a previous story about my experience injuring my hip and needing to get some scans done to diagnose the problem. I recommend reading Chapter 1 first. ~~~ It was a Thursday morning and I arrived again at the imaging clinic where I'd had my previous scans done a week ago. I was returning as my doctor had ordered some more scans and...
Chapter I There is a movie that captivated Jason's interest since he watched it: "somewhere in time." Christopher Reeve was performing a guy who used self-hypnosis for time traveling. The character went back like 100 years ago or so in a prestigious hotel. There, he meets a gorgeous woman, impersonated by Jayne Seymour, whose portrait was actually in the pr...