This is the revised version of the original story. I mad some corrections to the dates and corrected a couple of errors in it. * Peasant Girl April, 1970 She crouched in the under brush beside the rice paddy. Her body shook with fear. The Viet Cong had come to the village last night. They had killed all the men for being American sympathizers. They raped...
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. All characters are over eighteen and clearly written to...
Jessie was in hospital for 10 days. The pain was bad for the first few days, pain meds left her confused and sleepy. Her left leg was a clean break so she'd need a cast for about 6 weeks; her concussion was significant and she'd have to deal with headaches & dizziness for an unknown number of months. The rest of her body was a mess of cuts, bruises and pulle...
I'd been masturbating to Kathy Ireland's gold ass and green eyes tacked to my wall all summer. I was nineteen—stupid and destroying my teeth with the phosphoric acid in Coca Cola. My brother-in-law handed me a Miller Light and a note. It read vibe something—a girl's email from his meat selling job. He was a tall manner-less hick who lived in dive bars, so th...
I could see her in my mind's eye. Even more I could feel her. Even their whispers were vaguely audible to me. I could not make out words so much as I could feel their emotional content. Though it was my long years of practice that allowed my third eye senses to distinguish their pleasure noises from the rain in the gutters. They were parked. She had been d...
BDSM: The nature of consent Safe, Sane, Consensual (SSC) VS Risk Aware Consensual Kink (RACK) BDSM in some of its many forms has been around since time began, and Og found he enjoyed clubbing his woman on the head and dragging her around by the hair. It has evolved with each passing era into more of what we recognise today in the many facets of BDSM pl...
Batgirl knelt on the roof of a row of shops and watched the Plaza of Olympus in Caesars' Palace Forum. Occasionally she glanced up at the actual roof above her. It was more than a little odd for a Gotham girl to be on a false roof under a real one, but the shopping centers on the Strip were designed that way. Once she was on the false roof Batgirl knew she...
It had been relatively easy to slip unnoticed into the large chest of finest Nottingham lace that had lain unheeded on the bustling quayside. Such was the merry melee of jolly jack tars and haggling merchants that nobody had noticed a ragged youth picking a stealthy way over to where the goods were loaded high and wide, ready to be carried on board the East...
The following is a piece of fiction. Though the period and some of the names may be historically accurate, they tale is solely my creation. Comments are welcome and appreciated. 1. The snow fell whisper quiet all about her, the stillness of the night making all the world seem to slumber in winter's embrace. Wei Lin continued on her path, the thick, wooden...
Cindy was having a very difficult time accepting who she was and where her life was going. Cindy sat on her bed in the late morning with her legs folded over. She just sat there and tried to grasp the last few months of her life. Her friend Hannah had paid her a quarter million dollars just to quit her job and stay at home, among other things. So for the pa...