(I would like to thank Lazyhobo for an excellent editing job and very helpful comments) * He opened his eyes, his vision blurry and unfocused. He was back in the waking world. The first thing he noticed when he realized he was awake, was the fact that his lower robes were soaked. He let out a sigh, I dirtied myself, he thought. He tried to move his hands,...
Chapter Seven: A Curse Circumvented He had fallen asleep! The bastard had kissed her, stealing away the magic of that precious moment in a drunken rage. Then, tossing her on the bed, his weight had pressed her down into the mattress and the sudden sounds of snoring had filled the bedchamber. Gretel had struggled for long moments before she realized that h...
Steam filled the air above a Styrofoam cup as Travis poured some coffee. He was standing in a communal kitchen shared by his dormitory floor, wearing a pair of cotton pajama bottoms and the wrinkled tee shirt he woke up in. Glancing down the hallway he made sure no one was in sight before pouring a second cup of coffee. Travis didn't need anyone to know he h...
Sure Jan pitched a bitch, complaining that Jackie had been a piggy, before adding a pouty, "No fair, you got all the cum!" Which, of course, I'm happy to say my erotically inspired and utterly insatiable wife had been guilty of! As far as I was concerned, that explained Jan's teasing, "Yeah, so you're going to owe me...yeah and big time too!" Uh-huh, and don...
As always, this is a work of fiction and any resemblence to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental (although it is inspired by an overheard conversation of two lovely young goths in a bar). The characters exist only within my imagination. This is a change of pace for me...if it gets a good response, I'll follow through with the sequel. Apologies are o...
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. These stories have been public for some time, but I am sl...
2 Making A Dress of Cotton and One of Hemp "There are ruminations and guesses at what the Forgotten Lands used to look like before the God's War. From what few ruins can be found, vast cities of advanced technological construction seem to be a recurring theme, and while one can make certain logical assumptions about how these advances were achieved, no one...
In Brano's harem, life continued magically and sensually to flow from day to night, from dawn to sunset, from daybreak's rose-fingered colors to twilight's mysterious shadows. Life was full of rich beauty and pure luxury, and in the center of this splendor was Nirtasia spinning her enticing tales, enriching her lovers' happiness. It had been many moons since...
Silence reigned in the Royal Chambers of the Undercity. All three parties continued their standoff for a long, enduring moment as Sylvanas contemplated Jaina's last words. The former Elf's face was a still mask as she kept the bow pointed at the humanoid dragon for a moment further, pondering. Kalecgos was equally motionless, his human form not an uncomely...
Wherein Sandy emerges and is tamed, for the time being Author's note: this is part 6 of a 12-part story arc which I've put under Group Sex (see Chapter 1). Like all my stories, it begins with character development and in this case, over several chapters. The chapters can have the elements of a number of different categories and I will try to give advance wa...