Such sensual images dominated my dreams that night. I felt hands touching me all over, in a disjointed fashion. I saw faces of people I knew and faces of strangers. Everything went past me like I was traveling on a slow moving river. I heard bits of oriental sounding music. Indefinable sensations filled my body and my soul. Am I still dreaming? Is someone to...
Gabrielle luxuriated in the steamy shower, basking in the warm spray as the soapy lather caressed her curves. She was preparing for an artistic adventure. A free spirit, Gabrielle had always been drawn to art, studying techniques, exploring various genres and seeking out the more avant garde and experimental expressions in the art world. That's how she met...
Note: This story contains themes of nonconsent, mind control, and degradation. It also gets a bit dark. ***** Snatch walked in locked step with the mermaid's gyrations, following her as she led him deeper and deeper into what he knew was only darkness. He never missed a step. Had he been somewhat more aware of his surroundings, this might perhaps had confu...
Chloe and Zoe were joined at the torso, twin sisters who shared the same beating heart; identical opposites, only much more so, they distanced themselves, unable to part. They appeared in my office one rare rainy day, when the rain rinsed the smog all the way to the sea; when I saw them there waiting, one calm, one dismayed, I shuffled my schedule and made...
My wife and I were in bed, naked. It was Saturday night, and I was ready for our weekly round of mediocre sex. After fifteen years of marriage, the lovemaking had gotten pretty routine. But still, sex is sex. I rolled on my side to face her. "Honey?" I said expectantly. She remained on her back, staring at the ceiling. She spoke, in a monotone. "I've been...
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. **** Early morning was just the right time for words to...
Dear readers - While it's not essential, I suggest you read the first chapter of this story, "Amber", so you can get a "feel" for the woman. Like I'm about to, hopefully... ***** Since I knew Amber's office, like many medical practices these days, did not have hours on Friday, I figured that she would have plenty of time to primp and prepare appropriately...
We'd been snorkeling for about 30 minutes off the coast of Hawaii when I decided I was a little bored with our favourite snorkeling spot. We came here often, because it was far enough away from the tourist spots that only locals really used it and then typically they were only spear-fishermen. My wife was doing her usual snorkel session, diving deep down an...
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...
Bears, Porridge, and Honey: A Pair of Goldilocks by The Preve Story One---The Sticky Cheerleader: Part Two Cynthia caught the brothers off guard. The cooperative, orgasmic body beneath them, transformed into a whirlwind of flying arms, fists, and legs. "Shriek! Scream! Help! Get off me you perverts!" the cheerleader shrilled...and then she saw the true na...