It all started with fantasy conversations while we were at the height of sex. When I asked Meg what turned her on more than anything else, she said she always turned-on by seeing and handling big cocks when she was in nursing school, and that she had never mentioned it because she didn't want to upset me. I told her by reaction and by words that just the tho...
Everyone in the hut was in high spirits that morning. They sat down to a hearty breakfast and discussed the best way for Meg to travel to see the Lady of the Valley. At this point Shandalar and Saria entered the hut. Saria was carrying a bag. "We have a bag you can use to carry your provisions. We will pack some food and water when you are ready to go," sa...
Dear Reader - Please read Chapter 1 of Fictional Fantasies first, to fully appreciate this story. Please do also provide your lovely feedback which will encourage me to continue publishing subsequent chapters! ************** Waking up the following morning, the whole memory felt dreamlike and Meg might have questioned whether the entire event had actually...
I followed Candi into the open gazebo and stopped when she half sat on the far railing. In the distance, we could hear the laughter of the ongoing party and we could clearly see the holiday colored lights from the deck. Candi smiled and lit the joint, inhaling deeply then handing it to me. I did the same, taking a deep pull and holding it in my lungs. Almost...
I sat down on the floor facing my sister and her friends, each one with a glimmer in her eye. My sister had begged and pleaded for me to play a game of Truth or Dare with her and her friends to no end. I hoped this would be short and painless. Meg, my sister, had invited two of her friends over from the cheer squad. Well, former squad I should say. All thre...
CHAPTER 1 Spring was bursting forth in great beauty on Kentland Farm that had been in Don ownership for eleven generations and the current owner – a grumpy attorney well-known in Boston – was the fifth Don going by the name of Smithfield. One of the many first sons bypassing the ridiculous name of Springfield had been named Donald Don, known as Don Don. He...
Zane hated himself for making love to Meg like he had on the couch. He'd just been so upset by her suggestion that they be nothing more than friends with benefits that he hadn't known what else to do. He'd used her idea to take her like he wanted to, some primitive part of his mind telling him that he was staking his claim. Now, in the dim pre-dawn light of...
Chapter One: New York City to Albany. The Port Authority Bus Terminal in New York City, circa 1971, was a very cold and sinister place to hang around, and I made it a point to spend as little time as possible there while waiting for my bus. I was 18 years old and alone, and while I had grown familiar enough with the city to navigate to and from my Aunt Ell...
Sorry for the long wait on this chapter of the story. My computer died. Not only the hard drive, but the mother board fried as well. Nearly lost all of my data. We rebuilt my computer, my data and I have finally gotten back to the story. Hope you enjoy this chapter. * Luc woke up with the sun. The night had been cooler than he expected, but being furry had...
The beginning... He wandered casually up to main entrance of the camp site where he stood for a while taking in the view. There was no rush. He appeared quite at ease dressed as he was in his nondescript clothing. Careful not to draw too much attention to himself he made a show of reading the notices pinned to the bulletin board before spending an inordinat...