He prepares for his time on-line as if following an ancient ritual. He gets out the notebook, sets up the candles and sits at his computer. The shelves in his room are filled with computer books and romance novels. The computer books were for his mind and the romance novels ..... well they were for his on-line friends. That was also what his notebook was f...
It is a warm summer evening...warm, with a gentle breeze stirring through the trees. It is nearing sunset, and you have driven up to spend the night. I have found someone to camp out at my place. My babies are tucked away safely for the night. I take a shower to relax me, soaping down every luscious curve, lathering the luxurious tresses of my hair, then bre...
This tale began in taverns along muddy routes through the Revenant Forest, and quite possibly began from Taraduin's own telling. No one knows for certain whether or not such a tale is true, but there had been such an incubus as that which matched the description in the story. It's nigh impossible to tell whether the demon bloke is still alive... elusive crea...
Chapter Two: Strange Magic He wasn't entirely certain at which point he felt the tug to appear before her. It was as though he'd shut his eyes to sleep and awoken to her voice. He opened his eyes and saw her, petite and curvaceous. He rifled through her thoughts as she focused on her task of summoning the elements and found a reference in her mind as to how...
As I walk along the beach near my rented bungalow, the moon illuminates my immediate surroundings. In the distance I can see her approaching me. I don't know that it is her yet, all I see is the exotic red and blue dress. I recognize the dress as one I saw once in an old brochure on Russian culture. She seemingly glides towards me, leaving no prints in the s...
The moon was full as I slowly walked into the woods, removing an article of clothing every few feet. I had started out wearing a black sleeveless shirt with a black windbreaker and black jeans and combat boots. Now I was wearing slinky black lingerie. It dipped down in a lacy V between my breasts. Lace ran down each side of the garment, and curved into anoth...
Tor woke with a start, worried that he might have let the fire go out. The penalty for letting that happen was severe, so it was with some relief that he felt the orange glow of flame warming the left side of his face. At the age of some 18 winters, it was his first special task and he did not want to fail, but he was still exhausted from the day's hunt and...
October. Every city wears its history. Some, being newer, have few adornments; others wear the jewels of their years like dowagers. Julia considers this as she hurries with the crowd along Sixty-Seventh Street. She is not a native New Yorker, but from Connecticut--close enough. Her two years in Manhattan, two years of chasing auditions and working part-time...
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. **** Werewolf's Lust Silver snarled as he powered thro...
-Sunflowers- A Short Backyard Erotica I know you like flowers. I know you like how flowers feel against your skin, and how strawberries feel perched on your lips. I've seen you touch pears against your cheek, and press against your clavicle an apple that you brought to the beach for a snack while you lay in the sun reading. A whole row of sunflowers grew i...