Being sexually attracted to hairy women ineluctably has homoerotic overtones. In the unconscious, internalized iconography of our culture, body hair is a masculine trait, not a feminine one. A hirsute woman is, in effect, a masculinized woman. One of the most intriguing and original psychoanalytic treatises to appear in the past 20 years is Female Perversi...
I only threw a gray hoodie on when I stepped out of the building and strode into the alley. My fists were still taped from the battle and my skin just starting to show the first blotches of black and blue that would soon cover my body. The aches of battle are usually enough to free my mind of anything else but not this time. Samantha's smiling face jumps to...
An only child searching for companionship, finds a new playmate. I was an only child. A small child surrounded by adults. No one to play with, to talk with, to even fight with. I begged my parents for a brother or sister. I didn't care which, just some one else to be with. For whatever reason, it didn't happen. We lived in a small town and there were no chi...
Kirstin, Anna and Ella had all spen the early part of their lives in Skandanavia and as a result of this were much more comfortable about their own bodies and nudity among family and friends than was normal in England. Dave had spent enough time there that he had gotten used to this and as an adult had often spent time in the Sauna with Kirstin and her husba...
Note: The following story contains suggestions of incest... if incest isn't something you like, then don't read this novella. Joe gave her a warm smile as his hands began to lift her loose red T-shirt, eager to taste her breasts after waiting for so long. She had told him she wanted to wait until they were married, but Joe knew that it would only be a matte...
My story started two weeks before the end of college. Now, to clarify, I had been somewhat of a normal back then; not weird enough to be a geek, but not cool enough to be invited to the best parties. My one success, though, had always been my cock. It was huge. Erect it must've hit 11 inches, maybe a little more when I was exceptionally turned on. None of th...
"Now boarding, flight 1737" That was his call, time to go. Where he was going was a long way away from home, his girlfriend lived all the way across the country, on the west coast. The two of them still being young, 18 and 19, she had moved there with her parents, and was attending college. He had miraculously been given permission to spend a week there, to...
It was a beautiful fall morning as I headed off to tailgate party I had been planning for sometime. This was one of the bigger football games of the college football season and not only had I scored a group of tickets but also a parking pass for the field right next to the stadium. Since this was going to be my bash I took it upon myself to get there when th...
My lover has a beautiful cock. Just thinking about it makes me wet. It is perfectly shaped with a head that could be used as a model for the perfect dildo. Because of his perfect cock, every time I am around him, all I want to do is feel his cock in me. I fantasize about sucking on him, on touching him, on having him inside of every hole in my body. This i...
I'm all about that ass, I thought to myself as I put my gorgeous girlfriend Kendra Jones on all fours, and stuck my tongue between her thick, grade-A, marvellously round and heart-shaped butt cheeks. Blame that song by that new artist Meghan Trainor for turning me into a butt woman. I love the female ass and I make no apologies for it. Lesbian ass lovers do...