I knew as soon as I was coming close that I should not go on—that there was nothing to go on for. At first I sensed it; everything was too quiet. None of the small animals and birds were about, and the bushes themselves seemed to be holding still in fear. And when I came closer, I could smell it on the air—the fear was there, but also something else. Nothing...
Nathan headed out of his house with a big grin. Working the farm always made him happy. It was really the cow shed that did it, which was the main reason he'd had to sell off most of his fields to his neighbors. He just liked being with the "cows" more than on the land. But that was OK, their milk sold for quite a pretty penny, and his father had taught him...
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. ***** Winter snarled bitterly at the stable yard, fros...
Note: This story has been previously published on the Nifty Archives. * * * * * To bow. To worship. To breed. These are the notes of his symphony, his soul's hunger. His eyes dart from body to body, evaluating, finding nothing of either sustenance or substance. In his emptiness, I sense his desperation for my religion. He seeks a fane with an altar of...
I've always wondered what it felt like to receive a creampie, at 24 years old I finally decided to post an ad on Craigslist. The ad was named "wanting first time gay anal with a deep breeding creampie." I wasn't interested in blowjobs and anything I just wanted to be topped really hard, balls deep with the absolute minimum amount of lube so I would really...
The first summer after my freshman year of college was a difficult time. I had embraced my love of getting fucked, had my first boyfriend, had a late night threesome, and other experiences I may write about later. Than the school year came to a close and everyone dispersed. My friend circle disappeared into their summer jobs or went back home. I was staying...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Jake mentioned over tea that the drama department at his college was looking for someone to help out with the Christmas pantomime. It was still early November but rehearsals were already underway. "I didn't think you were interested in drama, Jake." "I'm not actually in it," he replied, th...
In college we had a tradition: the 21 birthday bar run. When it was your turn a whole group of people would gather, split the cost of a hotel room, and take you through a series of bars to get you wasted. All the bars provided a free shot to the birthday boy or girl and the goal of the night was to take 21 shots by the end of the night. It was a rite of pass...
[This is chapter 1 of a five-chapter completed novella, to be finished posting 8 August 2020.] June, 1864, Wellington Place plantation, on the James River, between Richmond and Williamsburg, Virginia It was no surprise that there would be changes—and probably not for the best—when James Matthew's brother, John, arrived from Mississippi to take up the inher...
Author's Note: While condoms are not used in this story, the author in no way advocates having sex without a condom. Do be tested for sexual diseases regularly and make sure your partner does the same. It is always the best practice to play it safe by using a condom. Unprotected sex could risk your health and even your life. Be safe!!! =====================...