General Drawn ENF

[Jay042]

From Classic X-Men #4 this story is not long after the second generation of X-Men were brought to the mansion

[lonmol]

Back in the 70s and 80s, you would always see these magazines at the barber shop.

[sporzem]

Originally Posted by lonmol

Back in the 70s and 80s, you would always see these magazines at the barber shop.

Personally I don't consider bondage mixed with torture as ENF and EUF.

[lonmol]

Originally Posted by sporzem

Personally I don't consider bondage mixed with torture as ENF and EUF.

It's a sub category of ENF/EUF, that has long been established on this forum. There are many ENF/EUF threads featuring women's clothing being torn off, public exposure and bondage. I prefer the humorous stuff myself, but I thought that some people may appreciate these covers. They're pretty tame, and hardly worth clutching your pearls over.

[sporzem]

From Sale bęte - 1. Hamster drame

[sporzem]

Fanart: DC Super Hero Girls

[lonmol]

ENF. Credit to the artists.

[grandeweasel]

Originally Posted by lonmol

ENF. Credit to the artists.

Which artists?

[lonmol]

Originally Posted by grandeweasel

Which artists?

If I knew, I'd have posted their names.

[bbettyblambabam]

Rana Halaweh, the main character from my novella Indecent Exposure Therapy.

"The ticking gears of the clock filled the silence between Rana and Cristina. Sitting up straight, hands clasped in her lap, Cristina stared back at Rana with a small grin on her face. Instead of her typical casual style, she wore a white business shirt under a black suit. Her hair had been straightened and tied into a neat bun sitting high on the top of the crown of her head. Covering her face were a pair of black rimmed glasses. Her sneakers were replaced by a pair of black pumps.

Rana wanted to comment on Cristina’s appearance, but the sudden chill in the room distracted her. She tried to remain still. “You’re rather quiet today.”

“Is there something you’re not telling me?” Christina’s head tilted, her lips parting to bare a wider smile as she pointed at Rana.

Rana’s gaze followed Cristina, looking down to see the top of her collarbone and her breasts, hanging from their natural weight without the support of a brassier or shirt. Rana stopped breathing as she leaned forward to see her bare legs, shaking at the realization she was naked, her pussy in clear view to her patient. Rana’s arms crisscrossed over her breasts while she squeezed her legs close together. Her attempt to be modest couldn’t stop Cristina from laughing."