The fat man was sweating so much that one might think he was attempting to solve Los Angeles' current water shortage. His body's exudation of mammoth quantities of perspiration had nothing to do with the temperature of the room. No, the dim lit room was well ventilated, and a couple of desk fans kept the room's climate as pleasant as a picnic by a bubbling b...
When we got stoned together, I would usually take Deann from behind – me on my haunches, porn-star style, while she pressed her face into the pillows and raised her bottom as high as it would go. I guess she enjoyed the rush of blood to her head and the opportunity to lose herself in some filthy fantasy involving Brad Pitt. For me, it was the chance to fuck...
Sometimes you want to know everything there is to know about a person. That's called love. Sometimes you want to know nothing - absolutely nothing - except that that person is male and hard. That's called fucking. Sometimes you want to be wooed - seduced slowly over dinner, with sparkling conversation and a bottle of good wine. Sometimes you just want a...
My jazzy red sports coupe emerged from the car wash gleaming in the mid day sun. Thousands of water beads pooled and rolled off the automobile's slick polished surface like frenzied marbles in a bath tub. Five men set upon the vehicle with fluffy white towels, drying off the exterior the way they towel off sweaty prize fighters. I squeezed my thighs together...
Warmer than I remembered, the brilliant sun reflected off a handful of tall crystal spires creating prisms of light on the carpet of virgin forests below. The small glass bubble I was surrounded with floated lazily on the thermals as several Sea Terns circled blissfully overhead. As I turned to face the sun, a calm silvery sea stretched endlessly to the hori...
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. This one went rather viral a good while back and has rac...
Heather brought the first bite of the salmon to her mouth. Why had she done it? Why had she allowed this man to virtually order dinner for her? Yes, she supposed it was his role as Captain to recommend items on the menu to guests. He had probably done it many times before. But his tone of voice. She doubted it was the same. And why did the very idea of him...
Damn, Buck thought, maybe he did need that rope after all. This filly needed to be lassoed and trussed up to the bed right now and not be playing with a man's libido. He'd pick the brand with the softest feel against the skin and approach her slowly before tying her up. The image of her lying buck naked on the bed, her wrists tied up to the posts stiffened...
I would like to thank TRCIII for his kind suggestions and massive work to make this sound and flow better. I hope you enjoy this story. Please take the time to vote. I awoke in pain the next morning. My ankle was throbbing; I could feel the constriction of the cast as my ankle swelled. I nearly screamed from the pain and fear. I knew this could not be good....
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. **** The Striped Filly Flying Changes Chapter One Ch...