Grayson's shiny cock head pulsed as he pumped his slick hand up and down the swollen, veiny shaft. In his other hand he held his best friend's sweaty jockstrap. The jockstrap which had cradled his friend's balls and cock, had gone unwashed all season, the pouch emitting a masculine stench that drove Grayson wild. He was fast approaching climax, pumping more...
She was walking down the hall to the front room, when I grabbed her by the long brown hair. Dragged her back to the bedroom. "You think we're done? Not by a long shot." I threw her on the bed, both of us still naked. I loved looking at her body, curvy but fit, and still showing bruises from our play time. Her head hit the pillow, her hair covering her face....
The elevator doors opened to reveal an empty cab. Jared entered, holding a coffee in one hand while the other rested on the strap of his laptop bag. He selected 14 on the panel and returned to the center of the elevator. "Thank God," he sighed, both at the fact of his being alone and it being Friday. The cab doors closed and the elevator began pull...
Part 1 He was sat on the sofa, turning the pages of his book with one hand while holding it with the other. A great battle played out in his mind, driven by the words before him, and he was almost lost in this literary world. Almost. Throughout the last few pages he had sunk deeper and deeper, his mind taken far away from reality until he was practically dr...
I wrote this story while watching the Philadelphia Eagles lose. It came to me as a fantasy that I would love to live. Please enjoy but don't plagiarize my work. *** "Why are the Eagles so bad this year, Daddy?" Brie said. "Aren't they the champions?" Tom grumbled, "I don't understand it either, little girl." and his face grimaced. Brie knew her Daddy wa...
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. **** Christmas Morning "Wakey-wakey..." Oh, it would...
You walk in three hours later to find us in the same position, "Are you uncomfortable?" "Yes Daddy" "You may get up now little one." I get up and look at you. "You have been very bad today havent you?" "Yes Daddy" "Krista, were y'all good while i was gone?" "Yes sir" "Good now both of you go sit by each other on the couch." "Yes sir", we both say toge...
Hier ein paar Geschichten zu Paola. Im Folgenden schreibe ich aus der "Ich" Perspektive auch wenn die Geschichten nicht wirklich passiert sind. VG bedeutet, dass es eine (kurze!) Vorgeschichte gibt, bevor das eigentliche Thema beginnt. Erstmal Allgemeines: Mein Name ist Paola. Ich bin 19 Jahre alt und wohne in einem kleinen Dorf direkt am Waldrand....
I've shaved my head, groomed and oiled my beard. I'm clean, showered and smell amazing, things i know she finds important. I've picked up cues in our conversation and gone with patchouli and earthy tones. Most importantly, tonight she is mine. I know what she is wearing, because its what i've told her to, it isn't obvious to anyone else but this alone is eno...
It’s my first day officially in my new condo. The day is largely over, and night is fast approaching. I currently live alone, and now that I have finished moving my stuff in, I can relax a bit. It’s Thursday now, and I don't start till next week so I have a few days before my job officially starts. I now officially work as a secretary at the nearby Clinic. T...