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. **** Warming Up the Slopes "Bethany," Hans breathed, b...
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. ***** Demon's Lust Chapter Two She couldn't get him o...
This story was originally going to be called "Role-Playing Games", or "Gamers 2", but I was afraid that people might misunderstand. It's about a different type of gamer... Once again, this tale begins in the distant past, before the internet and smartphones, and when arthroscopic knee surgery was in its infancy. If you're familiar with my stories, then you...
She's had me bound before, so I had a slight idea of what she had in mind. What I wish I had was a better understanding of what she was up to. When she showed me her collection, I thought I was in my own personal 50 Shades of Gray. From riding crops to suspension hangers, and whips to clips, there was nothing she didn't own one or more of. It was clear that...
I followed Cici back to her shop. She dropped off her car, and climbed in to the passenger seat of the Mustang. Rental, but a nice one; rag top, which was down. Perfect day for a drive... The valley had not yet warmed up to full heat, and the wind was down. Maybe low 70's, and crystal clear skies. Cici slipped on some fashionably oversized sunglasses, smiled...
This is purely dream based. Had it this morning. Potentially a five-part story revolving around a possible sociopath art instructor with a niche for dark arts and an African American student of his whose world slowly opens to his dark one. Mild degradation, non-consent, but eh, ehhhh, he has blue eyes and black hair; he can do whatever he wants. -----------...
I always think of her when the sun sets. We'd been on the beach all day, I'd been watching her play and enjoying the heat of the summer as the tide slowly crept towards us. Eighteen years old and still making sandcastles like a child, it was just one of the endearing things about Olivia. Behind me the beach huts crawled slowly back up the sand towards the pi...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - It's 1941, and Britain is experiencing the full fury of the Blitz. Amongst the wartime rationing, uncertainty, danger lurking across the Channel, the air-raids and the eerie sirens that herald them, 21-year old switchboard girl Sandra Smith finds plenty of ways to enjoy herself with men in uniform. Her shy 19-year-old cousin Susie...
Note: this story has to be read in its entirety. I confess that a friend of mine related this to me and told me that something like this had been published in a Indian dialect a long time ago. Of course, it wasn’t so graphic. But then, writing for Literotica, I suppose these descriptions are a part of the fun. Intended to titillate and excite. I have never...
Author's Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to post this - I was taking a break to recharge my batteries, so to speak. Since it was mentioned by one reviewer, I decided to include a part about some of the other experiments going on in Variona's lab, and that sort of gave me trouble. **** Waking up to find yourself in a stone cell sans clothes and with a...