John Doe was your average everyday nobody. This wasn’t due to him being ugly. On the contrary he had decent enough looks. He was just average in all respects. He always fell on the middle of things. Even his cock when hard was exactly five inches. This led to him getting dumped over and over again. He, was either to bland not taking risks or just average in...
It was hot today. There wasn't any rain. No, I couldn't see it out the window - I've kept the blinds closed, like you told me. Remember when you told me to be naked for you? I promised I wouldn't let any cloth touch me all week - except for the silk and fur on the bed. When I lay down on it, I can feel every wrinkle. No, I haven't touched myself, I promise...
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...
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Here's a little recap of where we left off in the first installment, just to get your motor running... I am your gorgeous Barbie-doll sex kitten girlfriend, and I am standing right in front of you, posing for you with my hands on my hips. I have a big, mischievous-looking smile on my face and I'm staring at you with my pretty blue eyes twinkling. My gorge...
My bedroom was chilly as I began undressing to prepare for sleep. Sleeping in the nude is common for me, however I placed the white cotton leggings and the white, long sleeved, pull over top at the end of the bed, just in case I would need to rush out to answer a door, or to go down the hall for the bathroom in the cool winters night. I smoothed the shirt ou...
Brandy sat at the end of an over-stuffed brown couch with a glass of red wine in one hand. Her other hand held a white envelope. Kevin sat at the opposite end from her, one leg crossed on the couch. Light music played from the stereo system while Brandy stared suspiciously at the young man. "Our anniversary was three months ago," Brandy informed him. "I...
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 jackal writhed and moaned, eyes closed and li...
It was a box. Or possibly a crate - wooden sides with a bit of plastic on the side containing what I'd think was a packing slip. No visible marks otherwise. No 'fragile' (which my mind nearly always reads mentally as fra-jill-ay) or other stamped text. Just a decent sized box (crate?) sitting on the second step of the little concrete steps leading to my fron...
Sherry Eldridge walked quickly to her office on the third floor of the Palm Beach Towers II where Prism Designs' home office suites were located. She had several tasks to accomplish before she went to Marla Stanton's home to pick her up for their trip out to the airport. Marla's daughter, Virginia, was returning home from the university in Texas, and she wan...