Jeremy woke with a start, on the slippery edge of peeing in his pants. His bladder was about to burst. Glancing up, he noted the seat belt light was lit just as the captain's voice came over the speaker informing them of possible turbulence. He moved restlessly in his seat. It didn't help. He looked across the isle to the busty blond sleeping against the w...
The. Worst. Blowjob. Ever. -- A Humorous Short Story This is meant to be a humorous short story, it is also told as a narrative. It's a true story from a situation that happened with my first sexual partner and girlfriend at the time. It's meant to be funny and make you laugh as well as being a cautionary tale about mixing food and sex, so take it with a gr...
You haven't moved an inch when I return with a plate of breakfast. You probably didn't have the energy. That was one hell of a string of orgasms I gave you just a little while ago. You open your eyes when you hear me enter, and you smile. "Mmmm, that smells wonderful Hun. What is it?" "Eggs, and sausage. And a glass of orange juice." I put it down on the en...
Jon Chess opened his eyes, and immediately regretted his hasty decision; daylight was far too bright. His head felt like a minotaur has performed a hat dance on his cranium. A moan reached his slightly-pointed ears, and he recognized it as his own voice. "Ah, the young hero awakens!" spoke a voice, characterized by both excessive cheer and excessive volume...
(Author's note - The original story, Wagons Ho, was not written with the intent of a follow up but reader response has prompted me to add a second chapter. Those who have not read Chapter One may wish to do so before reading this installment.) All too soon our idyllic stay at Ash Hollow came to an end and the wagon train resumed it's trek to the west. Octob...
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. **** Sex in the Wet Spot Ethan groaned as he staggered...
Morning after the Second Drink Maybe this will make the moderators happy: All characters in this story were over 18 at the time of the sex acts described below. I woke up with my cock hard as a rock. The night before, on the way home, I'd stopped for a drink and I ran into Adrian, the British woman who managed a law office. After walking her to her car, I...
I'd just completed painting the motel room, as my workday came to an end. I cleaned up the brushes, and headed next door to the bar for a tall cool one. This was Vegas in the summer, and the air conditioning didn't work in the room we were refurbishing. All I had was some fans that didn't circulate well in the enclosed motel room. I wanted to sit and drink...
Everything was going right. In fact, it was going more than right. It was going perfectly! It was a big gamble using fake information to get into college. Every day she ran the risk of getting caught or exposed. But everyday that passed without that happening made it seem less like to happen at all. She had now spent two weeks living in Shuets Hall, an all...
The people in this story all came out of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and was not the intent of the author. It is fiction, people. The people in the story do not exist. Hell, if the woman really did exist, I'd be in her bed living the good life, not sitting here in front of this stupid co...