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. **** Joy Ride "We'll be caught if we go for this one.....
All characters are over 18. This story takes place in 1989, before cellphones made it easier to call for help in a situation like this. ***** I had just looked at my watch—three a.m.—when the limousine started following me. I was walking up one of the city's main thoroughfares, heading home after visiting with some friends. It had been a night of movies...
My partner bought himself a new Pontiac 6000 four door family style mid-size sedan right off the showroom floor at the local GM dealership in 1982 when they first came out. The first generation of these cars were carb'd with very quirky and stubborn tendencies when it came to cold starts. In our cold North American climate here, if you left the car outside...
All of us, 30 to be exact, had been told to meet in room A at exactly 8 am. The meeting was boring and by 10 am, I was sleepy. Thankfully the boss told the entire department, take a break and be back by 10:30. Everyone left to grab a coffee, go for a smoke or return to their desks to check messages, etc. I just put my arms on the table then bent over to res...
I met Frances (Siss) Buenoat at the local 'Learn-to-dance' studio. At age nineteen, she was about six months older than me. There were two occasions during my time with Frances that I could have made more progress in my social life. Once she told me she was at home 'all on my lonesome'. In a round-about way, I was invited to visit her at home with her paren...
I had been on the road for some time. Once again, on my way from point A, via unspecified hotel, to point B. As the CEO of a firm I had to do a lot of travelling. Usually by plane, but every now and then, especially when I had several meetings in more or less the same area, I would rent a car and get moving – which was fine, as it gave me some time on my own...
Wyatt was walking to his dorm room from the library at his college campus after a long night of study and after he finished swimming practice. Wyatt practiced really hard for the upcoming tryouts to make swim team. At 19 years old, Wyatt was the quiet type, he didn't like partying like everyone else. His parents were never in his life so he was adopted but h...
So I was just walking downtown late one night. I'd been getting high with some friends, smokin' out and drinking beer. I was at least 10 miles from home and I was the last guy still around. I was waiting for a girl that didn't show. Found out later she was so wasted she passed out in my friend's car; he fucked her; bummer. She was hot. I was horny. I thought...
I love riding my bike through the city. It's fun, cars are mostly polite and make way for you. You can ignore most of the signs if you like and not get into trouble. Mostly it's fun. Then there's the weather. It makes things decidedly less enjoyable. And that's where I found myself, soaked to the skin, at the stage of cycling apathy where pedaling was a mec...
I began writing this a while back. Then my hard drive crashed. I hope I can remember it all. This story is all fiction. But it is a fantasy that I wish would happen. Bike Trail It was late summer on one of the last perfect days before the weather would inevitably change. We had been having an unusual warm spell and the forecast didn't look good for the ne...