The morning was pleasant, but the sun was against it, Mike curled up in his bed, laid on the bed, naked, with beads of sweat forming over his temple and neck, as the sun's rueful bright light was shining upon him through the clean diamond-like glass and soft transparent curtain. He slept through the morning, till noon. 'Mike! Wake the hell up.' A loud noise...
Working in mamono farm has its benefits. Japan's gentlest cow farm had a reputation for being a man's heaven. There is a catch: The cows choose the workers: they are Holstauri, and some minotaur worker girls. And I finally got elected! Imagine the joy when I fly to japan when I received the email: "Congratulations! You have been elected to be: -1 Farmh...
Author's Note: Yes, this is written in broken sentences, randomly spoken phrases, but as you read it, you'll enjoy it. I hope. ~ Red I sat there watching them wondering what made me dislike them. Was it her perky smile? Was it his ability to look stupid while he told me how wonderful the weather would be, when in reality he'd be wrong? Maybe I didn't like t...
For as long as she could remember Emily had wanted a dick. She had always wondered what it would feel like to have a dick in her panties. Not some monster cock, just a nice ordinary one 6 or 7 inches long, nicely shaped, not too fat or too thin but just right, with a nice mushroom head. She had seen many women whose full lips, gorgeous face, big beautiful ti...
I don't know why I married a panty slave. It's not like I didn't know about James' fetish before I said yes to his marriage proposal. He had been quite up front when we were dating about his desire to be controlled by a strong woman, and the instrument of her control was to be her underwear. He isn't into bondage or spanking or any of the more traditional bd...
The slender arm stretched out. The wrist furrowed through crumpled bed sheets. The calm afternoon sun coated the slightly Asian, slightly tanned skin. The black, smooth hair was strewn all over the pillow. The face was buried somewhere deep underneath in hypo-allergenic goose feathers. A foot, colored lighter than the rest of the body, kicked up a blanket sl...
"Coffee after class" became Inge's regular greeting. They didn't go for coffee anymore. Instead they spent luxurious, relaxed, aroused, loving, erotic afternoons in each other's arms. Inge was not a little hurt to hear "Not today, the Eels are playing in the semi-finals". She cornered him after the class with "I've got a TV, is my place not good enough for...
Governor Bruce Calahan was right. He woke up to find Liz playing with his cock and balls. Clearly, she had planned a little special shake for breakfast. His thoughts were confirmed she saw him awake and began to lower her mouth onto his manhood. She might have been a nerd, but she was one who could suck a cock better than most women. The experience only int...
After we made love, I laid in bed feeling warm and satisfied and pleasantly sleepy, my bare back against his lean, naked body. My head was cradled against his chest, our legs cozily tangled and his arm resting on my side while his hand gently caressed my hip. He reached down and pulled the covers up to our shoulders and adjusted so our bodies were even close...
Early one September morning I awoke to find a strange letter laying on the pillow next to me. It appeared that Nikki, my girlfriend, had already gotten ready and left for the day. Assuming that it was just an "I love you" note, I went into the bathroom to begin my own day. When I arrived in the upstairs bathroom I found a pair of black satin fullback panties...