Erotic Tales for the Visual Woman

On Being Shown  Chapter one,  What was I thinking? Kurt’s body shivered, both from being naked and cold but also from the anticipation of what he was about to do.   He pulled a robe out of his duffel and quickly put it on.    It was only a week ago that he’d answered an ad in the school newspaper.   The subject line has caught his attention his eyes the body of the ad has caught the attention of his dick.                 NUDE MALE VOLUNTEER WANTED                 Female art student needs a male model for final project.     Can’t afford to hire anyone.   Prepare to be totally nude for some time under her gaze and       direction. Kurt thought for a full half second before he whipped out his phone and sent a submission to the email add...

The Masturbation Contest: She was simply the most elegant, confident woman I’ve ever seen. She moved towards us from across the room as if she owned it – which I later found out to be a fact. I stood there naked and staring at her appearance. She had dark hair, smoky brown eyes, wore little make up (because she didn’t need any) ; all set off by a silky cream colored blouse clinging to generous curves and blue jeans so form fitting I could count the change in her front pocket. A single strand of pearls disappeared into her cleavage. She was about 5’9” with long legs and she moved with a confident, but very feminine stride. She only made eye contact with Jen and ignored my presence entirely. When she got in front of us, she put one hand against my chest which somehow served to not only maintain a certain distance but also kept me in her control. She greeted Jen “Welcome, I’m Rose the owner of Woodpeckers for Women. Thanks for being here tonight and for bringing entertainment to s...