Justin took a deep breath before stepping out of the door. Amy was out of town for the weekend, so he didn’t have to worry about her coming home and finding him gone. Hoisting the backpack over his shoulder, he slammed the door behind him, walking confidently towards the blue Toyota in the driveway. His keys were out and ready to unlock the door, and he thre...
This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters, but I'm not hearing from anyone. I'm beginning to believe no one, or very few of you, are reading my story so I my have to s...
She only had one night. One night that would have to last her a lifetime and she knew that the risk was worth it. He had agreed to meet her; but it was for just one night. This one night would be the first and only time she would see and serve the man that she loved and adored; the man that owned her; mind, body, heart and soul. She knew that in the morning...
"Take off your panties" "What?" Melinda said. In a low voice, Rick said more forcefully, "Reach under your dress. Pull down your underpants. Bring them down your legs, and take them off." His command couldn't have been clearer. Melinda stood before him in an azure dress that fit snugly above the waist but then ruffled out from her hips. It reached down to...
I flew into Atlanta on Thursday evening and called Robin as soon as I got in. She told me she had prior commitments but would love to meet with me Friday as soon as she got off the air. I met her at the offices of Headline News and she looked amazing as always. She had her hair up in a ponytail and was wearing a knee length black dress; a red waist length...
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...
Author's Note: Here is the original Crimson Milk story. The reason it went away originally is uninteresting and convoluted. The reason it took so long to bring it back is two things. First, the file itself where I kept the text of the story became a mess and I was reluctant to sort it out. Second, and more importantly, I was never happy with what I wrote an...
I leaned up against the bar, watching the people move around the dimly lit floor around me. I took another sip of my rum and coke, wondering again why I came out tonight. As usual, I was too introverted to talk to anyone, slightly uncomfortable being in a fetish club, no matter how long I'd felt stifled with my vanilla lifestyle. I'd known that my tastes r...
(As a handyman, I often visit people's homes to repair stuff. Sometimes it's plumbing, sometimes the ceiling, and sometimes its yard work or electrical wiring. Sometimes I will work for a company, and other times I will work freelance. Other times a lady who phones for my services may want a little extra. Some are lonely and others very horny. I do my best t...
Many thanks to those who rate, comment, and leave feedback. It's all very much appreciated! ***Special thanks to my editor, Privates1stClass, for the hard work he put into this story and also for helping me with ideas and direction.*** —————————- "Dammit!" I curse to myself as I slam the palms of my hands onto the steering wheel. It's finally Friday and n...