Matt was woken up the next morning by the sound of his alarm clock, telling him it was time for him to get up for school. Matt groaned, and rolled over to look at his clock. "Master, do you wish me to end that noise? I would seem to be annoying you." Matt sat up, and saw Lumiosa sat down on the chair. "Uh...sure," he replied, and the alarm noise immediatel...
Donna's naked body swept up from the bed and over to the hotel door, her flushed breasts bouncing playfully. With her tangled blonde hair deliberately covered the combination padlock, she unlocked the security chain and brought in the bottle of champagne. She closed the door again with a solid thud and slipped her padlock back on to the chain just as Sam arr...
My name is Ray McNeil and I was 26 at the time of these events. I worked in the purchase department of a civil engineering contractor. I did not have a steady girlfriend of my own then, and still don't as far as I am concerned. I considered myself fairly ordinary; I went to the football, drank with mates in the pub, went around town on weekends and knew enou...
Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. Chapter 3: Finding a man. A week in the commune taught me just about everything I wanted and needed to know about sex. I experimented with everything (except anal sex which had no appeal for me at all --- and I never have met a woman who would admit on close questioning that she really liked it) and was beginning...
When you're a single hypersexual, multiorgasmic, squirting, female paraplegic and a hopeless romantic what's a girl to do, what did Kristen was write about her sexual desires. She doesn't believe in having sex for sex sake but wants a long term permanent lover. Kristen was tired of falling for the wrong guy the ones that only saw her as a great friend or the...
I can't decide. Both titles flow off the tip of the tongue rather well. And some how tongue and flowing is appropriate in these stories. No, it's not always all about Dollie. All of those things I wrote about her dressing like a slut, teasing other men, and me watching little strippers caused my manhood to often wake up. It was a new opportunity for young...
It was a late summer night, the kind where any effort to move had better be worth while due to all of the willpower put behind it. The windows, as well as the door, to my room were open, allowing a cool breeze to blow over my bed. My eyes were half open, half closed, and I lay lifeless on the over-sized, soft bed, clad in nothing but a very light-weight baby...
Hello, everybody! This is a little side project I thought I'd try out to flex my creative muscle. I've always been somewhat fascinated with ENF and ENM stories, but I've never written any of my own! That's going to change, through. The concept is simple. You create a character that finds themself in a situation where all of their worldly possessions are lost...
I was wondering what Karen had in store for me. When I got up the next morning, showered and shaved, I had little time to wait. She was holding her tiny g-string that she had worn the day before. A certain twinkle in her eye told me that something else was about to happen. "Honey," she said, "Like I told you last night, even with your smaller than average c...
"You are free to enjoy the evening without fear or guilt. I will love you just the same tomorrow. No matter what." Those were the words spoken by Gary to his wife, Samantha, late Wednesday afternoon. Samantha had spent the better part of an hour preparing for a blind date with the mysterious and oddly-named Crue. They were to meet at a local Mexican restaur...