Non-fictional account of learning about CFNM When I was a young man, I went to work at a machine shop. After some time on the job, I became friendly with one of the admins in the shop who did the time cards and such. Her name was Valerie, and she had long red hair, and slim athletic figure. She had a gorgeous ass and probably b-cup breasts. She always dress...
II. A Detour to Journeys Past As there were no direct flights, my itinerary required that I first board an Air France flight to Tokyo, Japan, where I would then have to catch a connecting flight to Manila, the capital City of the Philippines. A journey, that would take me thousands of kilometers to the other side of the world and around eighteen (18) hours...
Lisa rolled over and stretched. For the second morning in succession she found herself in Judy's bed. She thought back over what had happened yesterday. The afternoon had been so intense, and then, in the playroom, she'd never felt so wild, so uninhibited, so incredibly turned on. She blushed when she remembered telling Christine to 'Lick me bitch! Lick my c...
London, June 12, 1804 Honorable Sir! It has come as a great surprise to hear from You after such a long time. Fourteen years in all, if I am not mistaken. How very cheeky of You to even suggest I might not remember You any longer! However, as I am certain You are well aware, I am married now. I have children of my own, am very happy and settled in my life...
I'm an unknown, self-taught, small time tattooist; working out of my home; inking friends and kin; occasionally helping out other tattooist at biker rallies. I started doing tattoos because my full time job sucks; I want to retire in five years; but still need something to pay the freight. I was determined that it would be something I enjoyed. My niece, i...
After two decades of being called an ugly effin fat frog my heart catches up with my head and my marriage ends. Almost 55 with too little time left to live on hope, I turn to the web through a daze of separation shock. Somehow I find a dating site, register my profile, pay my dues. Deliberately, I photograph myself as I really am, chubby cheeks, daggy smile...
Note: It is often assumed that in the May/December romances it is the December that seduces the May. But I know from personal experience sometimes it is the fresh, boldness of May against which December finds itself succombing. When your life is as cold and barren as winter then you can easily fall under the spell of springs warm rays. This is such an unusua...
Ch. 1: GOA A tiny piece of land that one wouldn’t probably see on any of those globes put on display on a desk. And if one would, the name would take up more space than the tiny dot it represents. Goa. A land of archival temples and churches, of narrow alleys and modern highways, of gentle, swaying palm trees fringing some of the loveliest beaches dotting...
FROM THE LIFE AND TIMES OF HORATIO BLACKMON Amelia and Abigail Knudsen were surprised--no, shocked--when they opened the door to their childhood home to see their mother's bleach-white thighs resting on the brawny walnut-brown shoulders of a naked Black man whose face was buried in the fading redness of her cunt. At first they thought their mother was being...
Fred scrambled to his feet in confusion as Jessica exploded with laughter again. Fred captured his shorts and attempted to put them on. Jessica stepped forward and prevented him, kissing him firmly on the lips, her right arm around his neck with her left hand unerringly pouching his cock. He had begun to shrink but Jessica's warm soft hand arrested the shrin...