This forms the concluding part of my first story ‘Eva Discovered’. It will make more sense if you read that story first (it’s not too long). Our experience at the golf club that night forced us to clear the air surrounding our sex life. We didn’t talk much that night, when we got home we simply wrapped ourselves in each other until, exhausted, we fell aslee...
One Sunday last summer Jon was watching a F1 Grand Prix. Trying to show some interest I asked Jon who was winning. His reply didn't make much sense to me, but just for a bit of a laugh I said, "I bet the red car wins." Jon took me up on the bet, which I eventually lost. Jon was happy when he told me that I had lost and told me that as the forfeit, I woul...
I stood at her grave, looking down on the simple headstone that provided only my deceased wife's name above the dates of her birth and death. It had been some time since she died, but the pain was still there, just like it had happened yesterday. My name is Joe Henson, a retired Marine Reserve officer and my wife was Darlene. I hate long intros in these sto...
2019 Spring time Ohio "Marie, how close are you to the pesshwank... um... target?" Gaston asked in her ear piece. "Dear, if you keep asking me, I'll never get to him on account that I will be replying to you non-stop." Marie sassed. "Don't make a bahbin, I need you to be a rocachah!" Gaston said in his deep Cajun accent. "Shhhhh!" Marie hissed. She d...
It started on a mate's stag night/bachelor party, - whatever you know a bloke's traditional booze-up before his wedding as. A crowd of us hit the town, crawled the bars and eventually ended up at a lapdancing club, ahem, as you do. . . A good time was had by all, plenty of dances were bought, and the general agreement was what goes on the stag, stays on the...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story involves the characters introduced in "The Bridesmaids' Revenge" although it can be rea...
We took Norman Hall's most nondescript carriage that evening. There are some events at which a fine lady wishes to make an impression upon the larger community. A dark-moon witches' esbat in a snowy forest isn't one of them. I wore the clothes Mother had selected for me: A festive white blouse, hand-embroidered with red and green thread; a red felt vest th...
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. **** She stole up on him like a dream from the sweetest...
Dear ugly people. Please don't read this story and leave your vomit at the end. This story will offend your tender sensibilities -- offend your pure and precise knowledge of right and wrong. It will bring near to your conscious minds those deep longings you have so successfully repressed (except when reading my stories). It will do to your emotions what my o...
Please be aware that this story includes both a lovely trans lady and animal transformation. All characters are over 18. Please enjoy! ~ The sun struggled to peek through the treetop canopy. This far from the road, the old forest had been free to grow tall and thick. The noise of passing cars had long since faded away, and the only sounds Laura could hea...