Violet Preston scoffed at the timid and slightly younger male's impromptu advances toward her, guarded though they were, but his impertinence excited her in a strange way; his gestures feigned a certain obedience toward her femininity, before he blushed and cut the spur of the moment conversation short, bringing a welcome but unsatisfied tingling to her cunt...
March 4th 2045 (Day Four) Tyler didn't notice anything unusual over that weekend. He woke up and inspected his junk. It looked normal, his flaccid length a measly 2 or so inches. He queried Siri as to whether anything was happening. "The nanobots are still in the multiplication stage Tyler. You will have to wait at least another 60 hours for the process to...
Maureen stood there, frozen. The black-haired man stared at her, furious. His fall vest was charcoal and seemed white in comparison to his hair. His black creased hair was vibrant and full that fell crisply over his tan skin. His brows furrowed, his nose pointing at her like a blade. His mouth twisted and curled, as if gnarling on an insult he was about to s...
FOR THE FIRST COUPLE OF DAYS after she got back from her ten-day vacation, Alexandra had a lot of conversations with other women in the office about shopping, food, the clothes she bought, and the entertainment she and Jack had seen. It was not until Wednesday evening that she had private time with Fred. She came into his office after everybody had left an...
I know you will be home soon and hurry to light the candles and incense I have set out, the ones that you enjoy the most. For my plan to work I have set out the frying pan and poured your favorite "soup in a can" in a pan and set the burners to low to heat up. I have been thinking of you all day, and dinner was the last thing on my mind. I want to be ravishe...
My life went on as normal, or better than normal as the buildup of stress that was making me a snarling bear even when things were going well was gone, and I knew why. My world was not going on as normal, my world was at a tipping point, what do I do? Two weeks ago I had the most profound sexual experience of my life, and not with a woman, with a T-girl, wi...
Disclaimer: This Story is fiction, none of it really happened. I love, adore, and respect Emma Watson, this is merely a fantasy featuring her. I am not trying to imply that anything like this has ever happened involving her. * Emma Watson in The Perks of Being a Nymphomaniac: White Christmas Hello, my lovely fans. I do adore all of you, especially thos...
"Sir . . . . You affect me in ways no one else has. I crave to do things that I have never before imagined myself doing. My thoughts often drift back to moments I have spent with you . . . . and . . . . to fantasies of things I would love to do with you in the future. If only I had the courage to put them into words in person." (Dedication, you know who you...
She lay there on the towel, the sun shinning warmly on her pale white skin and the sound of the gardeners lawnmower droning like a diligent bee. It was a beautiful afternoon, and her aunt had gone to attend her church group. From behind her sunglasses she noticed Sammy the gardener pushing the old noisy contraption with care, he had been mowing for some time...
You have barely walked through the door when I decide to take you, right there in the foyer. I seductively force you over to the side of the hallway and you instinctively reach out to brace yourself against the wall. Upon seeing that you have acted exactly as I intended, I put my hands on your shoulders, give them a light squeeze, and then begin to make a sl...