Tell me more about how you'll train me. Tell me how you'll teach me to serve you, piece by piece. Start with my hands. Teach them how to find your dick bulging through the crotch of your pants while we sit on the couch watching movies. Rub my fingertips over the soft fabric covering your dick until I can feel the loose skin around the head rub and catch...
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. **** The Shrouded Woods vibrated with a beauty that onl...
Thunder cracked its fiery whip against the verdant landscape of the Orelas Valley as Elizabeth descended inside the cavernous gash of the cave mouth. Rain pelted her luscious figure as though it were a desperate admirer, plastering her silk burgundy dress against her body as she escaped its smothering embrace and conjured a bright green flame to illuminate h...
Sam was genuinely surprised when Julie suddenly stopped crying and stood up with her wobbly feet. Her whole body was covered with sweat, semen and her orgasm. She stood a symbol of uninhibited fucking, in a room that reeked of sex. After readjusting the sweat and cum soaked sundress to cover her modesty, Julie started to slowly walk towards the entrance of t...
I gave a final, sloppy wet lick to Jeanette's pussy. It hung down before me, her lips puckered and engorged from fifteen minutes of my tongue's eager attention. A pinky-sized gape revealed the rich moistness glistening inside. Most of that was from my saliva but it also blended with her juices forming a natural lubricant. Her pussy was ready. My pussy. The...
It was a grey, wet late November day. Ian walked through a forest getting ready for a winter's slumber: the brown leaves carpeting the ground; the tan branches projecting sharply in the air, naked and cold; the wind singing a plaintive, barren song in the dying light. It had been three days since Ian ate, and his stomach growled. If he were at home, he would...
It was in the evening, almost a week after her infection, when Mother finally came out of her room. I had been out and about all afternoon, buying groceries and other needful things, and got home probably about 7 or so. Right about sunset. A sunburst of pale pink stretched across the sky, and pale stars were already peeking out of a canvas of deep purple. Th...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** When Shire finally retired from the army, he thought he'd end up back home in the countryside. He always wanted to be a baker. There were a lot of nights out on campaigns when he was wrapped in a blanket half-starved, and he could remember the feeling of relief that came wi...
Disclaimer: All characters always 18+, and edited by RHaF. * The beautiful shades painted across the sky by the sun bathe the hurrying female in their soft light as she seeks shelter from the rain in the thickest, least traveled part of the forest. This is a normal place to find her at dusk on the Spring Equinox. The trees surrounding the massive Oak she...
After dinner, MK carries the dishes to the side of the sink and leaves them. This is not something she'd do if she'd just shared a meal with her roommate. Rather, she'd happily and meditatively restore the holy kitchen to order. No, tonight was all about the pleasure of being with Holly. She is still struggling to believe her ears- Did he just say he wanted...