The Obsession: My name is Tina and I've always fantasized about public nudity. I've played with little "accidental" nip slips, low cut tops that when I lean forward to sign something, my breasts are in full view. My fantasy started becoming more of an obsession last year when I read a story about a woman that wanted to daringly check her mail naked in broad...
I have to thank Arilyn Writer for the editing job without which this effort would not be readable. The thing is though when I get a project back I always have to change something, so any mistakes that you find are mine. My wife, Megan, and Ron's wife, Alison, were upstairs in the kitchen gossiping away like long lost sisters. What they had so much to ga...
He always loved big firm breast, it was more than an obsession to him...it never mattered to him if the women that owned full sized breast were small or full figured he was attracted to huge breast, as big as his head even, and he was a slim petite man, but oh how he loved sucking them, burying his head in them, feeling them in his hands...he liked taking th...
I dreamt of Jenny that night. Even after relieving the pressure in my poor needy cock, twice, I woke up with a hard on. Vague images of Jenny's face and those naughty lips flashed behind my eyelids as I slowly awoke. My cock was fully erect and throbbing. I watched the swollen shaft pulse as blood coursed through it. I groaned in acceptance as my hand moved...
I'm surfing the net one day and see this lawnmower tractor in the freebies. I don't need another piece of junk in the garage and there's still snow on the ground but then the next thing I know I'm over at the guys house and loading up this antiquated lawn tractor, it's all in pieces and the guy tells me it needs a magneto but he doesn't want to mess with it....
I followed him. I don't know how I managed to do it, but I did. Every single move that James made, I shadowed. I saw her. I saw this woman that was so much better than me. She looked so damn frail. For some reason, I couldn't seem to be able to process why James would choose this painted little stick figure of a woman over me. When I looked her over, I was a...
This will deal with a type of mind control fetish I'd like to call 'anti-social mind control', or 'patheticism'; more than just the depravity or eroticism of sexual desire in a functional, yet still conventional, construct, this is one that feeds on a desperation of power and control which is generally considered incompatible, minor, and superficial/non-erot...
This is my fetish story, comments and feedback are encouraged. This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * * * * * I have been obsessed with panties for as long...
This is what she really enjoyed, since she was in high school this was what excited her the most. She looked directly in front of her at his huge member and sighed. Karen grew up on the family farm, a quiet almost timid girl. She was blessed with that blonde curly hair that shone in the sun and moved with the wind. Peaches and cream would best describe her...
***This is the first chapter in a short novel I've started, any feedback will help keep things moving along, thanks*** * His eyes slid slowly over the worm ridden corpse before him. He felt the bile rise up from his stomach and nudge at his throat. He held it down and closed his eyes and nose from the sight and smell. He backed slowly away from the dead ho...