I used to have a guardian angel who was a French Catholic priest from the 19th century - at least I did according to a fortune-teller I once visited in Blackpool. Being English and brought up a Protestant I figured that this relationship wouldn't last. It didn't. Now the only guides I have to steer me through life's many challenges are the two voices in my...
Thanks to larryinseattle for editing. ***** Here I am again at the door of the San Francisco sex club, Eros Unleashed. Last night blew my mind. It was my first time in one of these places. What an adventure for me, a 23 year-old small town girl from Idaho on my first company paid business trip to the big city. From the moment I woke up with my pussy still...
It was a normal Saturday night for me. I was hanging out online surfing for some porn to whack it to. I'm not a bad looking guy. I'm 6 foot even with shaggy brown hair that has an annoying habit falling into my, "sky blue eyes", as someone once called them. I work out as regularly as possible so my body is nothing to be ashamed of. I guess my cock is a littl...
Yes she was there right in the middle of the sunny afternoon to attend to the crucial match of her newly owned soccer team, the Red Blue Strings. Right at the center of the small Vip area she was a stunning presence. The delicately pale neck and face protruding from her expensive white fur coat, designer wraparound oversized sunglasses covering her eyes,...
Scott Collins was your typical Spring Valley teenager. 5'9" with short sandy brown hair, the 18 year old had graduated last month in the middle of his high school class. Co-captain of the swim team, his record had been enough to get him a partial scholarship to State in the fall. With only part of his education costs taken care of, a summer job was a must,...
It's hard to describe my wife, Debbie. She was in my bed on our third date and I certainly wasn't her first but she is what I can only describe as a 'free spirit'. Nor, would I describe her as promiscuous because Debra believes that sex is as much a function of the human body as eating and breathing. However, as she, unabashedly, explained to me before we ma...
The older man stroked his long white beard and adjusted the sash that held his white linen robe in place. Then, his hand descended to the sickle that rested on his hip – he withdrew the tool and cut a piece of mistletoe from a neighboring tree and tossed the fruit at the foot of the ancient willow that he was appointed to guard till the chosen of Samhain and...
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. ***** Mistress of the Bow Knowing eyes turned to follo...
Elizabeth sat silently in the small kitchen, hands in her lap and head bowed as she listened to the man softly talking upstairs. A simple prayer drifted down the stairs, catching Elizabeth’s ear as she softly prayed along with the voice. Outside, the snow had started to fall again, heavily this time over the fields. The drifts were getting bigger than Elizab...
I met him in a bar. Yes, I know, of all the places to try and meet a guy, the bar was not my first choice. One warning that is universal, 'never date a guy you meet in a bar'. Good advice that I usually found easy to follow, but then I saw him. I went to California to visit an old friend and wanted to have a drink before I turned in for the night to my cle...