You know all the usual stuff, don't read if it's illegal or you don't like sex or if bisexual sex offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in.This story is about an 18-year-old boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses and t...
Dance room 228. Finals week. Morning. Tom entered the room and flicked on the lights. The newly illuminated grey floor was reflected in the mirror, creating a generally drab atmosphere. He dropped his bag, went over to a pole, and started stretching. He wore a tank top and basketball shorts. He was prepared to work for hours. After a few minutes, before T...
I suppose that my only excuse for this is that I've read too many Loving Wives stories. Parts of this are true, although it was a friend who taught my fiancé the lesson. While my wife sometimes threatens me with it when she is annoyed, she has never actually done it. >>> >>> >>> I was lying on our living room floor, dazed and rub...
Author's Note: Okay, I have been getting more emails/comments on how the centaur anatomy works, that it seems I need to address it directly. Ever see a cat lie down on its side? Better yet – ever see a horse lie down on its side? Centaurs are able to do so, thus able to hold their mates close facing each other while lying down. For the 'he leans over her' pa...
Just a simple story. i am just starting out. Damian is an outcast, the freak in the crowd. He is 5'9 and weighs 176 lbs at 18 years old. He is semi-athletic, as he works out everyday. His eyes are the perfect shade of blue, almost as if they look into your soul. He has spiky black hair that has lime green tips. He also has snake bites and gauged ears. He...
When she stepped onto the floor, Mike nearly erupted. He knew he had screwed up. He knew sleeping with another woman was the worst mistake he had ever made in his entire life. And he had beaten himself up for it every day since. But this was too much. Sarah had already divorced him, taken their daughter and son, their house, left him with nothing. She ha...
If your like me- a sexy, slutty blond nineteen year-old with D to the tenth power tits, boyish hips, who hasn't had sex yet but is still a whore notwith standing and wants it really bad, preferably from her daddy or another comparably geriatric authority figure, and baring that, from a working class ruffian called Chet- you know that good writing skills are...
I punched her in the stomach, hard. She'd asked me to beat her, "make it hurt" she'd said. "Make it hurt and you can do anything you want to me, just hit me." She was the picture of hotness. And beauty. Brown hair, long athletic legs, trim and firm all over, almost impossibly huge breasts, that actually grew that way and weren't a surgeon's work, and an ass...
So I was in a bar, up near Jersey somewhere. It was one of those places where they sweep up panties or teeth at the end of the night. It may have been hours till closing time but, well ... You know the song "One toke over the line?" Well, let's just say I went over that line before dark-thirty. By that point, somewhere around the midnight hour, I was ten...
Author's Note: Requested by Lilybunny. This contains Furry content. * Prim stood in the corner of the frat house, a half empty cup of punch in hand. It was spiked, each sip imparting a hot flush through her system. Other people were already drunk, dancing and laughing together. She's spotted several couples going upstairs and stay there. The floorboards cr...