Red scampered through the forest as carefree as ever. She'd loved these leisurely walks to her grandmothers house once upon a time, mostly when she was younger. Today was no exception. Even though she was now 18, she liked to still wear the clothes that reminded her of her grandmother's tastes. Today was a flowered sundress that crept up above her knees from...
WEDNESDAY "Andy, sit down here for a second. You're eighteen and a man now, and you'll be on your own at college soon. I just want to tell you...you know you can tell me anything, right? Absolutely anything. I'll always love and support you. You know that, right?" "Yea, dad. Thanks. Can I go now?" "Andy.... I know about the knot," I said, trying to be ma...
This is my first story in literotica, a comment, good rating or favoriting the story will be a great motivation. Many thanks to editor "ellenmay" for her help in getting this story done. Please note that, strictly speaking this part of the story shouldn't be classified under Loving wives, as the erotic events in this part correspond to Erotic couplings acc...
Nola Frustration. Anger. Longing. Desolation. The most prominent emotions one could expect from patrons of a hole-in-the-wall bar at noon on a Tuesday. Nola let these emotions wash over her as she downed the amber liquid in her glass, relishing its burn and the warmth that blossoms in her stomach. She is a lone figure sitting at the end of the bar, her cou...
Luc woke in the middle of the night stiff and achy. "What the hell?" he wondered. As he tried to stretch, he remembered. Duke, the attach, Meg and the family meeting. "Damn, what a day," he thought. Luc went to roll over, but Meg was snuggled up tight to his right side. Luc scooted back, stretched a bit more and then curled up around her. He was back asleep...
Chapter 6 Meeting in a Were Bunker "What does it mean?" asked Trixie about the flyer for the Courage Players performing The Merchant of Venice in a nearby Black Forest town, Her question went out through the speaker phone to the speaker phone listened to by her comrades in the werewolves' sausage factory building. Still flushed from an orgy that morning w...
Molly and Richard were naked as they sat quietly in their bedroom waiting for the moon to rise. It would be full that night and both were eagerly anticipating what the moon would do to Richard and what he would be able to do for himself and for Molly when the effects of the full moon were felt. Richard is a werewolf, but nothing like the savage brutes of mov...
In my version of this old story, Little Red Riding-hood is a short young boy (and by young i mean 18) with brown hair and brown eyes. He was carrying a bag and had a red cloak. He adventured into the woods to go see an old friend. As Red (I'm a lazy ass and don't want to put his full name) was walking in the woods, he came across a fork in the road. He looke...
Hi everyone, Sorry the next chapter has taken so long, I hadn't expected such a big cohort asking for more. I am now on "holidays" and should be able to get more done . Don't forget to comment and rate. Hope you enjoy, Shadowsung ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ally woke with a start, and sat up, gasping. Her memories flooded through her mind, ighting off fou...
'What!?' asked Amy after hearing the accounts from her sisters. 'Are you joking me!?' Her sisters shook their heads. 'But, I've never heard anything like this before. Why would he do it with you instead of what wolves always have done, and devour you? Not that I wish for it to ever happen of course.' 'I don't know..' said Zoë, fiddling with her fingers. '...