A volcanic outpouring of CFNM material in this story, my friends, more than you would find in any other work of fiction. I suggest, therefore, that you read it in bite-size chunks, a bit at a time. I can testify to its truthfulness, if not its truth: there was a lot going on in colonial India during World War One, most of the white male folk away in the Euro...
"Honey I'm home!" I yelled from the front door as I walked into the house my arms bulging with packages. The first thing that I noticed was the aroma of a delicious meal cooking in the oven. I realized my little boy wife had been busy since I'd left a few hours ago to go shopping. My boy wife is actually my boyfriend, but I call him my boy wife and for all...
Up until I was 18 I was a pretty shy kid. Shy not naive that is, I knew about sex and had amassed quite a collection of porn. Even then I was attracted to the more voluptuous girls, not fat girls but I was always turned on by women with large breasts and if they were a bit curvy elsewhere even better. I couldn't really get turned on by the super skinny loo...
We were passing through a small town in Connecticut which does not help locate it very much since Connecticut was full of small towns and most of them looked pretty much alike - white church, grassy square and all. I guess the point is, I don't remember its name. This one was up in the hills a ways and had two churches. Anyhow, we stopped to eat and before w...
Authors note: If you are one of the readers who got all bent out of shape over my story "The Racist" I'd advise you to skip this one. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I was just a bit upset when I left Shala's place. There was no way that I could have seen what she was up to before I fell into her trap, but I knew that it had been stupid to play gam...
My thanks to lilgirlsix, this was her first attempt at editing and she was wonderful to work with. In addition thank you to Morganalafaie who helped me bring the story to life. Thank you both ladies. * It seemed like this day would never come. I put down my bag in the room of the downtown hotel I'd set up shop in this weekend. I had an appointment with an...
It started in fall of 1990. Robert and I were both college students and we had some classes together. I had a crappy dorm room, so we'd party at Robert's apartment. We just kind of hit it off as buddies. Robert's apartment always looked like a bomb had just gone off. We'd hang out and smoke weed and drink beer together, maybe watch some TV. Get drunk. Somet...
Kathrine studied her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a blue, ball gown with matching gloves and heels. her hair was up and back, accenting her bare, well defined shoulders. Her makeup was already pristine, completing the picture of a very beautiful girl. She had a problem though: she had bought this dress for prom before trying it on, and now, ten...
The hotel's restaurant was not crowded that morning. Larry Higgs and Suellen Quinn casually chitchatted as they served themselves at the buffet table. The food looked yummy, and so did Sue. The shiny, golden ring on her left hand left no room for doubt about her civil state, though; she told Larry she was in town for a quick getaway with her husband. Since...
Over two months had passed since Isabella last got a visit from General Callisto. General Callisto had spent every morning since searching the other homes of Femininus, just as she said she would. Isabella deliberated with the Supreme Goddess of Imperium in an attempt to halt General Callisto's aggressive searches, but to no avail. And so on that blistering...