A week after a day of sex with the American Gloria van de Walter at Bondi in Sydney, Nath (Jonathon) and former lover Pru, who also worked at the hotel, met for their regular weekly lunch. Later over coffee Pru stretched planted a leg on Nath's lap and he stroked that lower leg. She asked if she could speak to him personally and he said fire away. "My fri...
You slowly read through the card again. Maybe you've read it wrong. Maybe there's a punch line further down. No. It doesn't matter how many times you read it, there's still the same two choices staring back at you. How fucked up in the head is she to think that you'd even consider staying here? It's obvious that you're going to grab your clothes and walk out...
The slope was dense with pines and alders; the Oregon sun poking narrow fingers of light through the trees. The twitter of birds and the rustling of small animals amid the undergrowth added their subtle sounds to the jingling of bits, the creaking of saddle-leather and the rhythmic sound of the horses hooves. Reining in my horse I retrieve my cigarette pack...
I had been gone off shore working for three weeks and was very glade to see the gate to the Ant Farm in front of me. The Ant Farm was the home that Shell and I made after a few years of rough necking my way around the Gulf of Mexico making money in the oil patch. Shell had done most of the work, but it was our dream and our home. Pulling up I could see bet...
NOTE: This story takes place roughly eight months after my first story "Bella's Subway Ride". The subway story is not necessarily a prerequisite, but you'll enjoy this more if you read the subway story first. ***** "Horse-back riii-ding!" Susan hummed in a sing-song voice, as she and her friends entered the stables. Susan had relatives at a ranch, who...
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 Drunk and the Stallion Leaves rustled across...
Chapter 2 - The Garden Party The next morning when Jennifer woke up, she wondered if it had all just been a dream, but her shredded nightie lay on the floor beside the bed and there were dry patches of cum on face and breasts as she had just stumbled back to bed and collapsed after the fucking from the teddy bear. A long hot shower removed the traces of las...
Cara and I first met as class mate recruits at Police Training College, both married but not to each other, we just sort of teamed up together on the first day. From Cara's point of view, being the only female on the course, having me around seemed to keep the other male recruits from hitting on her. There were always some suspicions that there was something...
My name is Cassidy and I'm the maid at the house at the edge of town. You know, the one with the red lantern that all the cowhands and farm boys like to visit and the fine upstanding ladies of the community pretend to ignore. We got a new girl, Nell, working here. She started last week and set up her room in the strangest way. She doesn't know about me and...
Barry caught two more rides that day, almost reaching the Alabama-Tennessee border by nightfall. He found a small roadside motel and checked in for the night. He was pleased with his progress as well as the fuck he had had that afternoon. He was pretty tired and decided to turn in early so he could get an early start in the morning. The next morning, Barry...