Hey all, Annabelle here with the exciting conclusion to the Beth/Jenny situation. I love reading your comments, and all the support you give me, so keep it up! I currently have enough material to go for at least a dozen more chapters, so let's keep going on this weird journey we started together! This chapter is a little shorter than the rest, but I promise...
After I had submitted the story about up close and personal exhibitionism with the guys in the hotel rooms, I realized we had left out the stories about our St. Martin trips. I wish I had submitted this story as part 5 in the exhibition series as it is straight exhibitionism without the involvement of anyone else. Because of this, it is a milder story (or a...
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. ***** New Friends in the Breeding Pens Sunset glowed o...
Chapter 3: Wednesday I woke with Nick, but I didn't join him in the shower this morning. Instead I slipped on a pastel pink Supergirl tee and a pair of white cotton panties and crept along to the guest room. I don't know what I was looking for, or what I'd have done if the cock had been there. Frankly, I was starting to think I'd been so pent up sexually th...
"So how do you like it here in the States?" Patti asked Nigel, the 20 year old exchange student from London who was living with her and Ted for the next school year. She couldn't help but wonder how big his black cock was, she would love to suck him off. He was very handsome, reminded her of Denzel Washington. "It's great." he replied shyly finishing his dr...
Written from my perspective talking to my wife. Enjoy! ~ You and I are going on a weekend trip, just the two of us. We are driving down a highway, windows down, enjoying a sunny warm day. You're in a white camisole top and shorts, very casual. We're chatting, my hand is resting on your upper thigh as we come to a stoplight intersection in the middle of now...
So twice a week the boys who were to play the Red Indians in Miss Cuff's school drama had to drag themselves down the echoing corridors of Grover Cleveland High and report to Miss Assam, the principal's secretary. They stood in front of her beetroot red and shuffling. She would mark their names, flash them a grim smile and send them to the second door on the...
Chapter Two - Petra Returns 21 September 2007 David had showered and dressed while his daughter Rachael lay sleeping and then waited impatiently for the nanny to arrive. He'd drank too much coffee and stole another two elicit cigarettes and was feeling a little high as well as anxious and preoccupied. Who was the Quizmaster and why were they blackmailing...
We met at a vulnerable point in my life. I was young, barely over eighteen and fighting an enveloping melancholy when he came into my life. Strong, experienced, patient, and sexually exciting . . . he was just what I needed. ************ I remember when Cooper Reynolds moved into the neighborhood. How do I describe the way it was between us from the be...
Oakley Samson strolled down to the water, the sound of the surf filling her ears. There was a little swell, but not enough for body surfing, she decided. She walked back to her beach umbrella and rummaged around in her bag. She pulled out a snorkel mask and some fins. She carried them over to the lagoon side and put them on. Easing into the cool water, she p...