I got one of those cravings which simply will not go away. What that craving happens to be is the subject of this tawdry little tale. Simply put, I crave power. The power to do good things. The power to change lives. Absolute power. And oftener than not, I get my hands on it and have trouble letting go. My name is Dana Hawthorne and I'm a blonde-haired and g...
Damn I'm cold, I thought as I got my ass into my dorm. I don't know why I ever moved to Virginia. The place is so damn cold, it's not even funny. I guess I came for the education. The University of Russell offered me a full academic scholarship which I accepted. It's not like my other options were too appealing. Still, there are times when I thought my sibli...
Mr Jason Richards was the boys Physical Education teacher at Cedar Hill High School. This was his first year as a teacher having only just graduated from university the year before. Mrs Zoe Finch was the girls PE teacher. Many years before she was a top gymnast, and she has maintained her slight build. She was responsible for the supervision and training of...
Note to readers: This story is in the Novels section because it is on the longer side for this site, and because the story herein crosses several categories of sexuality, even within each chapter, beginning with "Fantasy." All people in sexual situations are 18 or older. CHAPTER 2: THE ISLAND If one word could have described the island, it would have been...
This story is solely fictional and based only upon one of my erotic forced circumcision fantasies. In all of my years growing up intact in the cut happy USA I have remained intact until a recent misfortune happened to me. I was fortunate to be left intact while growing up in the cut happy USA. I have enjoyed all forms of masturbation with my foreskin even u...
It came in a black leather slip case. And even before he showed her what was inside, Kim noticed that the case was worn, frayed at the edges. “It belonged to my father,” Denis told her, “but I never saw him use it. My guess is that it belonged to his father. That would make it at least 80 years old.” Kimberly was sitting at the edge of the bed as Denis exp...
Hi. My name is Israela and I am a female Jewish analytical (Jungian) psychologist. I am married with a Gentile pharmacist named Jane, and as soon as we got married, we joined the NuDistrict, a clothing-optional community. There are no stated gender restrictions, but nearly all the adult inhabitants are women -- cis or trans; male-identified people are "nudg...
America- Just uttering the name made Haifa envision freedom. And not only freedom in-terms of personal liberty, but a freedom from the past. A past which kept many trapped into social customs, traditions, culture and family ties. America the ideal meant a land where men and women could be re-born and new ideas could take hold. America also represented peace...
The night was pleasant. I could hear the sounds of the night, which at first intimidate us and then soothes. It was cool and there was a slight breeze. The moon was up in all her glory. Rock stones, sculptured squarely, walled the natural pond. The moonlight gave a silvery hue to the stones. The night had a perfect setting for my fantasies to be enacted. My...
Things they don't teach you about being uncircumcised If you stopped me on the street and asked me to draw a penis, I'd probably draw a stalk attached to a pair of hairy balls with a big, glossy helmet at the end. I'd draw this even as my own penis looks nothing like this: I'm part of small but growing number of men who are "uncut", that is, uncircumcised....