Fashion Dress Drawing, Pencil Stories

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Marketing 101

by marybethsanford on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Players: Mark McLuhan, (Cindy Sue) first year college student and marketing intern at Little Miss Muffin, Inc.; Ms. Helen Pennyworth, owner and president of Little Miss Muffin Inc.; Carol Winters Vice President of Marking for LLM; Susan Evans, Product Manager of LLM; Julie Pennyworth, sister to Helen and professional dominatrix and practicing nurse. Tracy Ma...

Executive Platinum Ch. 06

by BenLong on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Once again, many thanks to my editor-in-chief, Gary, for his corrections and suggestions. * Gloria lay on top of me, breathing hard, another sob held back. I just held her, stroking her hair, stroking her back. Gradually her breathing returned to normal; she sat up and rolled off, saying she needed to clean up. She left a lake of cum and semen on my pelvis...

Fashion Show Tales Ch. 01

by Peronath on Sep 26, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It had been a great show. One of my first big events working as a model so it was a rush of excitement, exhaustion and shock all rolled into one evening. There was a stellar crowd looking on as well of course, the usual kind that always gathered for these events. Everyone from designers and fashion journalist's to celebrities. And of course it was the celebr...

Let the Wrong One In

by pakled on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Hypatia shuddered in the drawing room, overcome by the note. Fear, Anger, Anxiety, Lust; a dozen emotions swept through her. She felt faint, sinking quietly onto the chaise lounge, reading for the tenth time the stinging words it displayed. Dearest Hypatia - A lie, in the salutation, no less! It is with great sorrow that I break off our engagement. I have...

All the World's a Stage

by darkoverlord6 on Mar 9, 2020
Mature

Matthew Goodwin's pencil hovered over the blank page like the spear of some angry god ready to strike down from the heavens and forever leave its mark on the world of mortal men. If only, the much more human Matthew hadn't been experiencing a king-sized case of writer's block at that moment. He might have been leaving just as indelible a mark on the litera...

Nude from Life

by DonElvira on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'm sitting at a drawing board in a musty classroom, inhaling charcoal dust and acrylic paint and the emanations of tobacco-soaked pea coats. My hands are quivering slightly as I anticipate the moment—not more than minutes away now—when the love of my life will uncover her nudity before me, and before a small congregation of unwashed lesbians and bearded mor...

Texas Share Experiment

by shaunreagh on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Bob had decided on the dress: short and black, spaghetti straps. The underwear: black thong, no bra. The stockings and shoes: self supporting, three inch heels. And the jewellery: a simple silver chain around my neck, and a tiny silver stud in the lobe of each ear. We stood at the bar. 'Do I know you?' asked the middle aged businessman in the pin-striped sui...

Total Woman Zodiac 08

by bhuff on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Zack emerged from the TWA corporate limousine at the exclusive Scorpion Desert Resort and Convention Center. The fancy marquis over the entrance simply announced a private, invitation-only fashion show would close the facility to others for the weekend. Zack had arrived at the biggest private fashion event of the year: the Annual TWA Fetish Fashion Show. As...

Exposing Kristy Ch. 03

by TheSparkZone on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The following Friday, Alex's boss invited us over for dinner. John is pushing sixty and he is the CEO of the investment firm that Alex works for. John's wife, Jenna, is in her forties, but she is in great shape and she is very attractive for her age. Their super cute daughter, Holly, was home from college and she joined us for dinner. Holly is actually John'...

Restoration

by ABSTRUSE on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

"Fuck it!" Blackie slammed her pencil down to the floor. She had been sketching for hours and everything was wrong. Her flow was now gone, the paper was a blur and her head was beginning to pound. She rubbed her throbbing temples as the pain shot through her skull, highly concentrated and precise, like a laser beam penetrating her brain. Fumbling around on...