"I really hate that old fart," whispered Prancer. "Yeah. I know what you mean. Every year that bastard lays on his ass getting fatter, then expects us to lug is sorry butt all over creation so he can look like a big deal once a year. The rest of the year he don't do shit," replied Blitzen. "And he has us dragging his fat ass around in the middle of winter...
One man stood alone. One small man. No, that’s not true. He wasn’t a small man. Just small-minded. Mean of spirit. The field swayed around him. Wave after wave of corn, slapped by the wind this way and that. It seethed as it moved, glancing first north, then south, as the capricious breeze threatened it from every angle. And still the man stood. Silent....
No more Roger. No more other man anything. For the next two years, roughly speaking, Jill went through the mystifying and ruthless curse of menopause. The hormonal changes were gradual, but with unpredictable effect, like some Gremlin had entered her body and taken charge. Life for her was a battle to salvage some semblance of normalcy, get through as many d...
It's very hot having friends that work at the mall's clothing stores. I've been able to make some money and get clothes for a few favors. It started a few years ago when I was window shopping. One of the guys at my favorite store approached me and said he had a friend who needed a model to try on clothes. I would get paid lots of money, but I would have to t...
Author's note: Fictional people, fictional events, fictional story -- written for entertainment and/or arousal purposes. While technically three stories, they are merged into one; the three parts all related. Part 1 goes back in time almost 2.5 years ago, and each subsequent part moves forward in time a year-ish. There's some stuff that happens in between ea...
Third Secretary Is The Teacher Hi, my name is Mike. I'm now living in retirement at the age of 71. Through out my life I have had the most outstanding sex with some of the finest young girls, women and older ladies that any man could want. This is the continuing chaptered story on how I play the sex game with these many wonderful women through out my life....
A lot of people think fat chicks like myself are sexually repressed angels. We're not saints. Fat chicks are sexually aggressive! And quite often we're the biggest sluts around. Literally and figuratively. Getting my tight asshole filled with cock, all day and every fucking day , that's this big white woman's dream. And it's got to be black for it to feel ri...
The Head Office of 'Daley, Marchment and Hughes, Solicitors, Estate Agents and Financial Services since 1863' could never be considered a throbbing hive of intrigue, lies and deceit. Not until Grant Polanski arrived at least, Mrs Keach was sure of that. Polanski, fourth generation settled Ukrainian/White Russian was as English as it was possible to get. Edu...
George Simpson received the package just this morning. He now sat behind his desk as he stared at it. His daughter Elise has sent him the package. And he wondered why. His birthday is some months away and he couldn’t think of any other occasion that would merit a gift. With eager fingers, he quickly opened the brown envelope. Slightly surprised when he unwr...
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 in all of my stories are over eighteen an...