I had been talking to him via instant messenger for some time now and we had discussed my fantasy of being raped several times. I had told him that I would be in his city for work in a couple of weeks and would like to get together with him if possible. When I got to the hotel and settled in I messaged him and told him the room number. He told me to set up...
Somehow, I ended up at a birthday celebration with my cousin, Susan, who had actually been invited. Her "boyfriend" couldn't attend, so she asked me to be her companion for the night. It was a casual event but classy. A band played soft jazz and some people danced around while the bulk of the celebrants mingled around the pool area. There was soft lighting...
It started out as an English project while I worked on my Masters at Oxford. I came there from Los Angeles on a Fulbright scholarship to study self-identified sexual orientation among internet users. As a bisexual, I always questioned the idea that people could be born liking one gender other the other and stay that way forever. By analyzing stories and pers...
The place smelled like tetanus. Blindfolded, naked, and pretty much tied to a pillar, smell was all I had to go on. There were other scents—urine, sweat, dust—but mostly I smelled rust and burnt metal. I figured that meant an abandoned factory. Great. Like there weren't a few dozen of those in this Rust Belt suburb of Chicago. I couldn't hear anything except...
The living merchandise called a sex slave, or PET, sits on his knees in front of his nude Master. He has been purchased for a night to test his abilities, and he works to fulfill his Master's expectations with all of the breeding and training that has been engrained into his genetically bred body. His mind is as focused and dedicated as deeply as his body is...
In the first part of my story I told how my black neighbor turned me from being a man into a woman. This is the continuation with a few more details provided. Once I became Mel's girlfriend I had a few second thoughts. But I finally understood that this is what I am meant to do. He was kind, gentle, and very understanding not forcing me to do anything that...
I sat on the edge of the stall in the pony barn eating one of the last apples that wouldn't be grown on the farm. Gary was rooting David something fierce. The cries were unacceptable. Gary had been on him for 20 minutes, the pain should have been quelled by David's own cunt juices and relaxation. It was obvious he was fighting it. "Just fucking stop." I ord...
Guys, thanks for your comments. I have some new ideas to try in you which I hope you'll like. Please keep those cards and letters coming! ---------------------------------------------- After rooming with Tan for a few weeks, I was getting somewhat used to meeting his expectations. Apparently, his parents insisted on having a spotless home and Tan, raised...
The first thing that occurred to me, as the door of the huge master bedroom was locked shut behind me, was how totally fucked I was. Followed shortly thereafter by the realisation that I was almost certainly going to have my arse fucked - for the first time in my entire 37 years on Earth - by some perverse, voyeuristic sadist, in about twenty minutes' time....
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. **** Joshing with the Jock Johnny snorted as he sat at...