Chapter 1 was a mix of real experiences I've had and my own imagination. The remaining pieces of the story are my own fantasies as to where it could go from there. *The Conclusion of She's All Tied Up* About 15 minutes after I'd lit the candle and left it on the window sill in my bedroom, I went back to the play room, cock already hard and slick, and mount...
For about a month, I have been reading Literotica.com and finally started posting a few stories. I haven't had a really wild sex life, but I figured I should share a few of my interesting moments with other readers. Liza, my assistant, handles all the computer stuff at the office. In short, my PC crashed and I got what they tell me is called a "C-prompt." I...
Author's Note: Requested by Shironomi. Holly wasn't like most centaurs. Most in her age group stood head and shoulders above her, almost torsos above human girls, with some that nearly doubled others. Her mother was one such centaur, several feet of legs that supported a voluptuous torso with tits half the size of Holly's whole body. All that said, she didn...
This is my first submission here; and the first time I've gone public with this kind of story at all. But as a frequent reader of this and other sites, I often find a small but very noticeable void in the collections. Not very many characters have bodies like those of myself and some of my friends. So I decided to try to change that myself, at least in some...
Jane was average. She had C cup breasts. She weighed 130 pounds, and was 5 feet and 4 inches tall. She had shoulder-length brown hair, though she's secretly wished to be a redhead. She wasn't all that curvy, she had a few freckles here and there... For the most part, though, Jane was average. Average as hell. She was excited, then, when she found something a...
A werewolf howl, more than any other howl, is impossible to ignore. Even with a headset on. It is loud and powerful, lower than a regular wolf howl but with an indescribable human tone. It echoes in your bones and wakes up your most primal fears, the most ancients instincts you are made of. It brings back the prey you have buried deep inside and it paralyze...
Ocar left his home on a fog shrouded day early in the spring. He paused as he crested the hill to the south, and took a last long look at the holding that had been his world for all of his 18 years. In the freshening wind, the quiet vale in southern Torvaldsland called to his young heart. However, he shouldered his pack, and resolutely turned southward. He...
The 'next day' that Sheron told Wendy she could come by his place and retrieve her engagement ring turned into three harrowingly long days and nights. The feeling of emptiness and loss seemed to grow with each passing moment within Wendy's mind and she felt as if she had been kicked in the stomach each time she looked down at her naked ring finger and notice...
Katrina was typing in her chat room, nothing fun. A couple of her girlfriends from here and there and an immature guy trying to get her to cyber. She preferred talking about preferences and techniques than just empty sex chatter, usually punctuated with ‘I gotta go’ way too soon. Her friend Roxy32 on the other hand was a great chatter, energetic, fun to be w...
A/N As usual the only real character in this story is myself. In order to protect people I have in mind when thinking of these stories I tell as little as possible about their physical characteristics. It also helps the reader imagine more what the experience is like since I cannot actually see much of the people I interact with. Any similarities to real p...