This story involves two consenting adults. One is an experienced transvestite. The other is open minded, but has to still experience a bisexual encounter. I thank Nance for the help given to edit this story. ************* I finished work and joined the others rushing out the building towards the parking lot. I caught sight of her, walking towards her c...
I knew something was wrong. The signs were there if you looked closely enough. She was on her phone ALL THE TIME. She went to the toilet with her phone, even showered with her phone. She was constantly typing furiously away at the phone, smiling all the time as she typed away. You know that kind of smile I'm talking about. The flirty jokey smile you do when...
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. All characters in all of my stories are over eighteen an...
Jason Fields slipped off a massive winter glove to check his wristwatch -- 4 p.m. That meant he had an hour of sunlight remaining, maybe less. He was hiking through the remote Blue Mountains in eastern Oregon, trying to escape the memories of Tabitha, his prude, bitchy ex-wife. Their divorce had finalized three weeks' prior, and Jason couldn't wait to vacati...
She looked at me from across the cafe. At first I didn't think much of it. She was a cute, girl-next-door type who wore bookish horn-rimmed glasses and her brown hair in a braided ponytail. I guessed she was a few years younger than me. I was there to work, having dropped my car off at the shop down the street for what was expected to be a couple hours wort...
This is a bit of a departure from my normal stories. This is based on the true story of Sir Jean de Carrouges and Sir Jacques le Gris as depicted in Eric Jager's 2004 book The Last Duel. His is a work of non-fiction. I've tried to create a fictional story that honors his work and the historical events it portrays while adding my own spin and some eroticism t...
Ever since I had been back in my hometown since I was on my vacation from college, I was asked to come visit my mother's church since I hadn't been there since I was around fourteen years old. I didn't think that too many people would miss me since I was quiet but at the same time I was always known for my high level of academic success since I graduated val...
"Oh god, Gwen, please, you have to stop, I can't take it," I groaned, shuddering under my Fiancé's eager tongue and tight suction. She ignored me, pumping her mouth up and down my shaft a few more times before finally relenting, pulling back with one last, long stroke, very nearly sending me over the edge when my head slid from between her lips with a wet po...
Bucky watched as rays of sunshine peeked through the trees. Dawn was always one of his favorite parts of a day on a mission. It was a piece of beauty that he could see that couldn't be stolen from him. They could take his memories, his mind, his body, even his soul. But they couldn't take this away. Not the art of the natural world. He had grown to truly lo...
It's too early to be awake. "u up?" A text from Camilla. The clock reads 5AM. "nah" I type back. Trying to signal a sort of detachment. Her text doesn't mean anything. None of them do. "can i cum over" Huh. She really knows what I'm about. I tell her to come over as soon as possible. I don't have time to waste. Claire is coming around 11. She arrives a...