Embarrassing ENF & ENM
Choose your character...What's next? Jane (Hotel enf + humiliation) Alex (Party enm + mlm) Ava (Concert Enf+wlw) Dana (mtf enf) Blake & Ashley (Beach enf & enm) Add a new chapter...
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Choose your character...What's next? Jane (Hotel enf + humiliation) Alex (Party enm + mlm) Ava (Concert Enf+wlw) Dana (mtf enf) Blake & Ashley (Beach enf & enm) Add a new chapter...
The bank receptionist, whose name is Brenda, smiles and says, "Yes sir, right this way." She is about 30, with rosy cheeks and a fat bottom. I like being called 'sir.' It's a nice touch, but of course Brenda calls anyone who walks into my bank 'sir' because she is paid to do so. No matter that you are the lowest scoundrel or pervert; you are a 'sir' in my...
They looked like the other hikers as they emerged from the car -- hiking boots, packs with water, layered clothing, and hats for the sun. Tulsa loved the first steps of a new hike, with everything green and inviting, an unknown trail that would reveal many tiny perfections of life in the hours to come. They had gone only about a quarter mile when she spotted...
I look at the clock beside my bed. Nearly noon, again. It's Saturday, but that doesn't mean anything. I stretch as I slide out from underneath my comforter, stumbling across the room and into my closet. Mom is going to be pissed, again, I know. Nothing to do about it at this point, though. I toss my sleep shorts into the hamper, knowing Mom will wash them la...
Tulsa. It wasn't my choice, but I had to go. The first company to take the plunge on one of our new products was there, and as part of their purchase contract they got a week of my services. I'd spend the days troubleshooting, and the nights back at the hotel writing reports. As busy as I was going to be, it was probably for the best that I wasn't going to b...
This started as a blog article inspired by a dreamy 'morning wood' reverie about the ups and downs of polyamory. The first segment spun off into a fantasy about picking up a young hitchhiker, and each of the following segments were about different women. When I posted the article elsewhere, someone expressed interest in hearing the rest of the Trisha story....
Jackie pulled the needle through, dragging a thin fiber away from the torn seam until it caught, crimping the loose edges of fabric. With a studious gaze, she lifted the dress slightly up and sank the steel talon another increment along the tear. Pulling, cinching and circling again, she added another stitch to close the gap in the bodice, methodically repai...
Thanks to all who leave meaningful feedback. I enjoy emailing with you. Ellen Johnson Sirleaf: "If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough." + + + + + + + + + + + + STEVE: Phoenix My name is Steve Veinard. I'm 44 years old. I own a construction company with offices scattered across a dozen states, mostly the southwestern US. I make a lot of...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...
The food arrived. We both ate like we hadn't had a meal in weeks. Within ten minutes we had cleaned our plates. We stacked the dishes and pushed them aside. "We have to make some plans," Shug said. "Why?" I wanted to know. "What kind of plans?" "I've got to get to St. Louis, Caroline. You've got to go home to your son." "I don't want to make plans," I sa...