You are Will Goldman and you were always what one would call a geek. Specifically one of the gamer variety. You're naturally introverted and become a stuttering mess around nearly any girl you don't know at all. You're rather intelligent though. Some might be intimidated by your staggering height of 7'0" (215cm) but you're definitely not the most scary...
The White Storm leveled the world. From high above it was like a flash flood of clouds. White fluff blanketed the land in a torrent of wind and violence. Green lightning rose into the sky, flashing as grape vines dangling on an invisible trellis. Cyclonic funnels formed in valleys, spewing debris miles into the air. Worst of all, it arrived unforetold. The c...
Claire and I had been married for twenty years. We are a conventional and happy couple with many friends and with a happy lifestyle. Our two children are at university and so, after many years of hectic family life, we at last have the house to ourselves. We are not particularly well off financially but we have had a happy life together. Claire at 42 is a...
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. **** A Bird of a Particular Feather The ox-pecker hopp...
The Waspinization of Emma by The Preve Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. She lay on her back, on a paper bed. Her nude body dripped with sweat. Her legs were spread, her pink pussy wide, wet, and open. Her moans and gasps alternating with a gnawing of her lower lip. She looked down, not in horror, over her swollen breasts and belly, at the remarkable t...
1. James Thomas had always lived in the close. He had always walked past the big house on the corner, set back further than its neighbours, with high fences and dark blinds. He had always wondered who could live in such a fearsome place. The occupant was said to have an aristocratic heritage, to keep her husband in service, to only leave her property under...
It's early on a Saturday morning. Everything is ready. Our goal is the country, the mountains, as far away from the city congestion as possible. I'm wearing my black leather pants with matching jacket, boots, and a white tank top. My pants feel so supple. I love the way they mold themselves against my long legs. You whistle as I come out of the bedroom, admi...
Chapter 02 - The Date It was cold and wet, the Sunday of our first date: the temperature would have been struggling to make thirteen degrees centigrade. People hunched in jackets and raincoats along the street, splashing past me as I waited outside the cinema. And then I saw Roshni coming along the sidewalk, in a black sleeveless mini-dress, beneath a blue...
This is the continuation from my first story entitled My New Neighbour Wearing Angora where a man with a mohair and angora fetish fantasizes about his new neighbour. In this story his fantasies come true. ***** My fascination with my neighbor who wore angora remained at the very front of my consciousness following our last meeting on her return from vaca...
A knock on the door jolted Katie from her deep slumber. Blinking away the sleep, she eyed Stephen. He was standing at the sink, shaving. "I'll get it." He smiled at her. Climbing out of the bed anyway, she shook her head. "It might be Elunara." She opened the door and blinked at Ryan. Ryan stood on the porch holding a large basket, and seeing Stephen beh...