Gently, He guided her to a darkened portion of the room. The shadows were long and reached out from the walls as if they were reaching for her. She felt His hand at the small of her back... His fingertips barely touching her skin, yet the power of that light touch held her as firmly in His grip as chains would have. She could see the outlines of something ag...
Standing before your closet trying to decide what to wear, it has been so long since master let you wear what you want for a date. Thinking of all the different things each article brings out in Master makes you’re body feels all tingling. Then you see it and a smile comes across your lips and mischief fills your eyes. Taking the hanger and walking over t...
Chyna was back in the WWF, feeling good. She had surgery on her back a couple of months ago and was feeling good. Also horny. She hadn't had sex in a while, ever since the surgery. Chyna sat on her couch, her body heating up as her thoughts turned from how to win the match to how a cock would feel deep inside her pussy. Chyna couldn't hold the feeling insid...
Grayson's shiny cock head pulsed as he pumped his slick hand up and down the swollen, veiny shaft. In his other hand he held his best friend's sweaty jockstrap. The jockstrap which had cradled his friend's balls and cock, had gone unwashed all season, the pouch emitting a masculine stench that drove Grayson wild. He was fast approaching climax, pumping more...
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. **** Christmas Morning "Wakey-wakey..." Oh, it would...
Chapter 3 Monday PM When Helen and Greg returned to the office some party food and bubbly had been laid on to say goodbye to Dave. It was as if nothing had happened and the day went on as usual with the slightly tipsy workforce a bit more vocal than usual. Dave was pleased with his send off and even more pleased with his promotion. His wife, Trudie, came...
A bit about the house I grew up in. It was one among many rows of identical boxes built after the war; an anonymous place with no obvious character, in an estate on the outskirts of a town in sharp industrial decline. My favourite room was the attic! I'd climb up there and pull the ladder up behind me, guaranteeing I wouldn't be disturbed. Mother liked to...
"Wright! What the fuck are you still doing here?" One would think that I'd have gotten used to that coming up from behind and yelling trick. NCO or not, sometimes he really worked my last nerve. "Working Sarn't." I shoved a doodle paper under a stack of inventory. "Surely you've seen work before?" "Don't push it private. Get outta here. See ya tomorrow."...
Miranda was blessed with the fuller figure which drew unseen looks from older, wiser males who appreciated what a woman should look like, but some of her peers treated her with scorn; not the 'fashionable' waif like skeleton, younger males and females alike were often cutting with their remarks. As she settled her generous rump on a stool at the bar, many o...
Book 1 Chapter 1 Donna Scott's boss had called her into his office and she briefly stood before he asked her to set down in one of the chairs in front of his desk. Kevin Madden was a big time attorney in St. Louis and Donna was his legal assistant. She was dressed in a black business suit with her skirt hemmed to about an inch above her knees which was pa...