Louis felt good. Moreso than usual considering he was asleep. He felt himself tingling from his stomach all the way up to his head. He squirmed as he felt wonderful sensations around his throbbing 7 inch long nearly 1 3/4 inch thick cock. Louis' tanned 19 year old face was flushed red as he felt himself being aroused to new heights, as he panted and moaned...
Deep in the pits a cry was heard. Fausta, the hermit-pontiff, watched from the perch above. Her latest subject was due for a daily observation; the pontiff had low hopes, but an observation was still to be made. In the pit - one of nine - was a gaelic woman, well built, with muscled thighs and a delightful pertness to her small breasts. She was of the nort...
Disclaimer: Well, since this my first story, I'm not sure what to write in this disclaimer other than to say if you are a minor or if the laws in your region prevent you from reading stories of an erotic nature, don't read this. If you are easily offended, don't read this. If you read this story, e-mail me with any feedback that you have. Constructive criti...
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. ***** Raven's Reprise "Not quite what I was expecting....
The end of another shift, thought Lucas. He looked across the bridge at Hitchcock’s station and realised that it was empty. The crewmembers readying themselves for the shift change began to chatter amongst themselves, discussing their plans for the evening. Lucas had no plans, just another night of balls ache as he waited for her message. 6 nights had pass...
Her nipples grazed his shoulder, but he did not stir. She rocked again, swaying down and in, brushing against his biceps. The aroused tips pressed into his cool skin, the luscious globes draping from elbow to shoulder. But he was still lost to her, moaning and snuggling deeper into the sheets. A bit annoyed, she sighed and brushed his hair away from the fore...
I hummed along with the radio, lining all my toys and tools up on the bathroom counter. *i was born sick, but I love it* Fuck it though. Don't command me to be well. Command me to be kinky, maybe. And tonight's kink would be bondage and impalement. I loved my largest dildo, as only 2 inches wide, but a full 9 inches long, solid and flesh-colored comple...
I had always adored the feeling of being filled up. With dildos, plugs, the occasional green or orange vegetable when nothing else was available or I fancied a change. Knife handles (and once the blade when I was particularly rampant and in need of new satisfaction) and the handles of toilet brushes. If I saw an object that looked like it could fit - and I h...
Note: The character of Dave, alias DaveTFG, belongs to a friend on a futanari-interest website. This story was written for him and his character appears by permission. The figure paused, seemingly unaffected by the howling winds and driving rain. Blonde hair whipped and snapped in the gale-force winds, the raincoat flapped wildly, but for all that, the s...
"What is all this blathering disquietude?" Grabbing my candle, I vacate my tree stump to go investigate. As I near the stone pier I pause and a slow sanguine smile begins to cross my lips. There are hundreds of souls, gathering there. No even more than that perhaps as more seem to be arriving as I watch. They look to my light but unlike the majority of the...