Rekha's next week went fulfilling her social commitments. Her days just flew by doing the social work. It was the lonely nights which irritated her much. It was too much of a risk to call Amit home since servants were around during the evenings. She was about to drift into sleep, one night, when she received a call from Amit. He teased her for some time bef...
My wife never used to listen to me, which, ironically enough, led to our current situation. Let me explain. A couple of months ago we went into the city for a street festival. It was a yearly thing, but we hadn't gone before and didn't know the area very well. None the less, we were having a good time walking down the street, checking out the shops and sampl...
I was nervous during the drive down to Paris because I did not have a passport, but Martin assured me that we would be able to drive right into France without a problem. I now had a little more than 1200 euros of my own and that fact relieved my anxiety. Sandra had introduced me to Tineke the day before we left for Paris and Tineke thanked me for covering...
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. ***** The black, Clydesdale stallion huffed as he rose...
Over the next several weeks, Abby and I followed pretty much the same routine. I worked in Columbia on Thursdays, telling her that I would be home around 11, but show up about 9 to watch her playing with another man. One week was a tall blonde stud, late 20s or early 30s, with a nice healthy sized erection. They played right up to a few minutes before 11, a...
Maturity & Naiveté Alice was sore for few days. She began to feel liberated after that intense session with the stranger – Jim. She began to fantasize often of different situations. Lisa nor Julie reached out to her to discuss her experience. The only call was from Anna. She referred by her HWC id – Luscious Dimples aka LD. She provided her the feedb...
Majorly revised. It has an ending now, for one thing. I hope readers like it more. Sorry wasn't better from the start. On Being Told I Am Not Interesting The stupid photographer said I was not interesting. Stupid jerk. So superior and snooty. I am over six feet tall, I have blonde hair down to the middle of my back and a good figure. How could he say I wa...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This never happened! It is purely a fic of my warped dreams. --------------- PRESENT DAY "Is there anything I can get you? Something to drink, perhaps?" asks the overly perky stewardess with a thick British accent. "No." I snap at her without even looking up. Yes, I know it's rude, but I don't give a rat's ass. For over an hour I've been...
(This did not start out as a toy story, but it decided on its own to become one. So be it. The joys of creative writing. I hope you enjoy it and please remember to comment and vote. All participants are over the age of 18.MST) * At first I was in awe. In my whole life I had never seen such wealth. Even my cousin Everett, the dentist, didn't have a house a...
For several months now I had acquiesced in my lover's plan, and I noticed that my breasts and hips had developed as she said they would. I was at work in my father's investment firm when.... "Tam' dear," my entirely sympathetic secretary whispered into my ear, "the Boss wants to see you. He doesn't seem angry." Arlene had started using my "secret" name whe...