Part 1 I gasp, and then bite my lip to halt an encore. I know she's going slowly on purpose, to torture me. My breasts are small enough that this should have been done a couple of minutes ago. The fact she's barely touched my nipples is further evidence. "Get on with it already, ugg!" I growl. My lover, Lana, is all too amused by my clear frustration. "I'...
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...
It was a pleasant Sunday afternoon, and I was spending it watching football with my friend James Baker on the big screen in my den. The Festival was only a week away, and life had been so busy and I had been feeling so much pressure in the preparations, it felt great to relax and just enjoy some quiet guy time for a little bit. The game had reached a criti...
A few years ago I joined a fetish site for the express purpose of meeting women to help fulfill a particular predilection of mine. To come straight to the point, I like having girls drink my piss. I like a girl sucking on my cock while I piss. I like seeing my piss stream into a welcoming mouth. Mostly, I love a girl who swallows whatever I give her. I suppo...
I want to give special shout-out to PaddlerNW, who edited this story. Thank you for your patience and guidance. It has not gone unnoticed. **PLEASE comment, vote and/or send a message—it keeps me motivated to write!** ENJOY! Sit, relax and eat something healthy? My eyebrows shot up and I glanced at the clock—only 4:00. Sure, I read over the entire list...
Sheila Buxley had the best job in the world. She had started out in the secretarial pool at Camp Swampy when she was 21 and fresh out of business school. Although her clerical skills were moderate, her personality and willingness to take on new responsibilities soon garnered the attention of General Halftrack, and shortly, he began the process to have her tr...
It had rained hard all day and the neon bar signs made the puddles in the street look like radiant paint smudges. Amelia's heart was thumping so hard in her chest that she was almost worried as she walked towards a bar she had never been to, in a part of town she had never visited for a reason that surprised even her. The tip-tap of her heels matched the rhy...
Author's note: Let me express my appreciation for the encouraging feedback on the first two chapters, and again give my thanks to the wonderful author karaline for her editing and advice. This is a story about a relationship between consenting (and fictional) adults. Comments, votes and emails are always welcome. Thanks again to my readers! ***** Finnega...
"Richie, Honey, how do you want me?" Richie smiled. He wanted her doggie-style. Kelsey could see it in his eyes. "Hey, you dirty boy!" she smiled. "Focus!" "Lean back a little," Richie said, still grinning. "Try putting your arm out on the fender." "That looks great," Koop said. Richie put the camera to his face, snapped off a few shutter clicks, moved...
A Special Thanks to SacrificAbominat who provided the artwork and inspiration of Lola Bunny for use in this story. Author's Note: I am recovering from repeated surgeries on both arms to correct a degenerative nerve condition. To write this, I use voice to text software which isn't always accurate. As my recovery will take considerable time, I have decided...