Michelle and I didn't venture too far from the seats where Erin had left us for a good portion of the evening. That being our first time at an After Party, we were content on people-watching -- and sometimes animal-watching, depending on the costume -- and having people come to us to socialize. If it weren't for all of the furry, fuzzy, and feathery outfits...
Part Five And so the lessons continued. For almost a year, Barbara and I got together as often as possible. There seemed to be no end to the techniques, positions and other erotic things she taught me. Not long after our first true intercourse encounter, she taught me the art of going down on a woman. As I mentioned before, her clitoris was huge, so big...
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. **** Pup Training "Oh, little pup, you really don't kn...
"No, listen. Listen! I'm telling you, the goddamned cab driver dropped me off at the wrong place." The young woman stalked down the desolate street, shoulders hunched deep within her suit jacket. Her black high heels clicked-clacked on the broken sidewalk. Rows of old brick houses lined the street. The buildings were built in rapid development decades ago bu...
Author's Note: This story contains human-to-beast transformation, reluctance, breeding and transformation fetish, werewolves, and (very slight) magic/bondage. All characters are beyond the age of 18, and none were harmed in the writing of this piece. ©WednesdaysCoffin 2019. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Literotica.com without pri...
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. **** Demise The Scorpion of Siberia. Everyone in the b...
The next weekend I woke up and knew I had to dress real sexy for my new friend. After a long bath I put on my make up and began to get dressed. I put on a pair of red satin g-string panties and a red satin demi-bra. I then put on by silky smooth black thigh highs with lace top. I then took an extremely tight red velvet blouse that made my tits look so suckab...
If there is a hell, I imagine it's a lot like Mondays. Every week, without respite, this torture visits me and everyone on this bus. The man standing next to me smells like rotten bananas. The woman in front of me is liberating some new form of life from her left nostril, and a child nearly puked on my shoes on the walk here. I might be in a sour mood, but...
You walk into the hotel and head toward the reception desk. The lobby is small and dark. The walls are paneled in dark brown walnut. The style looks like a cross between French baroque and a medieval hunting lodge. It's strange looking but, somehow, the decor all seems to fit together. It makes you feel welcome. You take off your heavy winter coat and set yo...
Erin Banks, the girl next door, you might have met her. She was probably in your high school, or was it your swimming pool, or that coffee shop you get your refill of caffeine every morning? Who cares, you probably did not notice her, she is kind of unremarkable: a bit chubby, redhead, covered in freckles. Nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, Erin has a fetish,...