As far back as I can remember, I’d always been attracted to my friend Oliver Anderson’s mom. She dressed so conservatively but she could never hide her massive breasts; even if she probably wore a parka. I so badly wanted to see her naked growing up but there was never an opportunity for it. Eventually I lost interest a little bit before I went to college. I...
(I actually never knew how much my couple stories here gained traction - I never checked them for months on end until I stumbled on someone mentioning it in an ENF thread - coming back, I see a bombardment of notifications. I wish I had better ways of calling out to all of you who read this, but if you ever want, don't be afraid to send me a message, suggest...
( All characters depicted in this story are 18 or older) I am thou and thou art i. The human Mind is a playful thing, and what we may percieve as reality, could be nothing but the how our cognition interprets what we can see, making for some insteresting conflicts when what we believe contrasts with what is real. Whatever be it facing the reality of our own...
The next scene was set in a strip club. The scenario had me as an underpaid teacher with spending habits beyond her means. "Not far from the truth," I thought. I was supposedly in debt and agreed to try working as a stripper to earn some money on the side. It was a hackneyed plot, but I knew it would still be fun to try out. As usual, the scenario just ha...
Ffion is a 19 year-old girl originally from South Wales, but now lives with her mother, father and younger brother Lloyd in England. Her older sister Nerys is at university, but occssionally returns to the family home. In her final year of secondary school, Ffion is one of the most well-known girls in the school. Her favourite features are her light blue eye...
You're sitting on a bench in one of the town's squares, off near its suburbs. You lean back against the table, absentmindedly scratching some dirt from beneath your fingernails, as a woman is standing in the square. She's angrily adressing you, repeatedly, but you've practically tuned it out. She appears to be a knight of sorts, or a warrior. A local warlord...
Ever since I got accepted into my dream college, high school has been seeming like something I’ve outgrown. Some people might call me arrogant, maybe I am. I do believe I’m not beholden to the same rules as regular people. I’ve always believed I was beautiful, just objectively speaking. I’m 18, i keep myself fit, and always turn heads wherever I go. Lots of...
((As my maiden voyage into writing, this was fun for the time, but practically, I consider this story abandoned. I don't plan to add any more to it. Thanks to those of you who did read it! If you are interested in adopting this story, please contact me and I'll be happy to add you as an author, at which point you can make whatever edits or changes you please...
Isabel wakes up from a good night sleep and opens up the curtains to get the daylight into her room. The 5"7 tall 23 year old is ready for this new day. The blonde is so looking forward to this day, but little does she know that this day would become a terrible one, or a great one. That depends on which point of view one see it from, if it's Isabel or a...
Shikanai Konoha (鹿内このは) is your average eighteen-year-old final-year high-schooler. She's not the kind of high-schooler who'd like to stand out too much, and her entire physique can agree to that. Her hair is just long enough, that it goes all the way down to her breasts, her hair tied in a bob. She has the rough sort of breast size you'd expect from a girl...