To the women out there, I've talked to many of my girl friends, both virgin and not, about sex. What seems to come up most in our discussions is, The Penis. Most fear it, others set out to tame it. For the shy kinda girl, it is not something they care to think about or deal with. It's alien, it's foreign, it moves on its own. As females we don't quite know...
All the feedback I have received has been exceptionally encouraging. thank you to everyone who has commented. If any women are able to answer the question posed in the story, I would love to know. What is more painful - childbirth or clit torture? I opened the door, making sure the slut heard Me. Her head sort of lifted, aware someone was there, but too...
Olivia got out of her car in front of her Mistresses' house. She was wearing a coat and silk stockings and a pair of high heels. She hoped that she looked good for her Mistress. She entered the house using her key. She walked silently into the house and found her Mistress in the kitchen looking over a script for something. Olivia smiled and slipped her hands...
"I hate you travelling, I hate this. I miss you when you're not here. I miss us. I don't want to hear about your day. It's late and I want to hear about how much you want me". Pouting I put my phone on speaker and settle back as he tells me. His voice both soothes and arouses me instantly. "Lean back, put your hand inside your panties and think of my ches...
"What would you do to me?" Caroline asks. She sits on the floor before you, almost nude, sweat-covered, anxious, her thick c-cup breasts heaving, nipples hard. She wears only a pair of white panties, pulled to the side, revealing her pussy, wildly wet, soaked, beads of juice in the triangle of dirty blonde pubic hair above it. Her fingers begin to...
The ship clove through the waves as she sailed upon the seas. The wind had picked up causing the flag atop her mast waving. The captain stood at the prow of her ship. Her name was Layla Morgana. None dared called her this though. To the ships she raided she was known as the Satin Fist. She was known to be as deadly as she was beautiful. Every ship she found...
August looked at Robyn who was more beautiful and deadlier than ever. Her breast's and hardened pierced nipples, so perfect just begging to be sucked. Her neatly trimmed pussy, capped off with a streak of red hair. His cock swelled to it full hardness 12 inches and nearly 2 inches in circumference. August spoke as he took off his shirt tossing it to the floo...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. All characters in all of my stories are over eighteen an...
The office, an open space with a luxurious, spacious air, was in tones of dark slate and navy-grey. Men, mostly engineers and architects involved in large-scale and multimillion dollar projects, moved about with an assured and authoritative air. The men were invariably good-looking and strong, exuding that easy charm that comes with being confident and self-...
I knock three times at Professor Conrad's office. Nothing. I knock harder. "Come in," he bellows. I give myself one last mental pep talk before opening the door. He stares at his computer screen with a furrowed brow. "Hello, professor!" I say cheerily. "I was hoping I could talk to you about my essay." He glances up at me and back at the screen. "Yes?"...