How can you be a female breast? It's an interesting question, one I admit I had never really thought about until recently. Sure, I've always admired them from my junior high school days as I began to pay attention to the more curved line of the female form, through my bolder peeks at cleavages on women of all ages, into my prurient studies in playboy, to mor...
After a night of offering you my most private entrance and having you accept it with your signature patience and care, I wake up with your right arm as my pillow, our fingers intertwined, your palm cupping my breast. Your left arm drapes over my waist, your hand gently pressing against my hip bone, and my hand covers yours, holding you tight to me. You are...
Cindy hated her body. Men loved Cindy's body, however. Curvy in all the right places. Extra curvy maybe, but not fat. Cindy liked that aspect of her body. Cindy loved the attention from men, she liked looking sexy, feeling sexy, even being sexy. No, what Cindy hated about her body was the control she lost over it when she ovulated. As her fertile time...
Firmly tied up to a wooden post, Mary Adewale screamed as Kristi Rand whipped her hard with the Black leather belt. Deep down in the basement of the Orleans townhouse they shared in suburban Ottawa, Canada, they really got into it. The big and tall young Black woman's screams filled the house. Short, slim and blonde-haired Englishwoman Kristi Rand laughed he...
Emily thought that her late-night trip to the library on Valentines Day would be a short jaunt. Drive in, get the textbook she needed for class, check out and get home to her loving husband, who hopefully had a Valentines' surprise waiting for her. She hadn't exactly dressed for the occasion; her curvy 5'4" frame was still draped in the white button-up blous...
She sighs softly, a little sad she hasn't had the physical attention she has been craving. Her body is tense and her mind is a little chaotic. "Fine, it's time." She says to no one in particular. She gets up from her computer and goes to the bathroom. She finds the hair clippers and plugs it in and sets it on the bathroom sink, and then she gets shaving cr...
(Author's note: I have tried to get an editor for this story but failing that after over a week of looking I'm publishing it. Please be aware this work has some fictional coercion and other sissification elements.) Nick looked at the email he'd received from his wife at lunch again as he got ready to leave work. It had been a month since he'd confessed t...
The woods are ours. We frequently return there to perpetuate our illicit relationship. The thrill of indulging our increasingly perverted pleasures outside, where we may so easily be caught, merely adds to the excitement of our lovemaking. Only on this occasion, muffled – but ill-disguised – moans greet our entrance to the woods. You hush me, eyebrows rais...
She is beautiful – petite, long dark hair, flashing dark eyes, slender and athletic. She is in her early 30’s, married for a few years, bored… her husband is busy and successful at his career, and things have become quite routine for them, at home and especially, in bed. She could almost SCREAM at his predictable approach – the kiss on the throat, hand on he...
She's come into my woods. She's dared to, her nervous fear, her scent, making me hard. Her soft ripeness. Her backward glances. I follow. My cock is throbbing, so hard it draws all of my energy, rings, aches, to be inside her. The way her body shakes and wiggles as I pull her clothes away. Her breasts jostling. The way she invites me. Waving her bottom, sway...