Shandi started her first class the next Monday. She chose to do a large class, renting easels from the art supply store and each person was given a beginner's set of brushes, a small canvas and their own smock and she started by showing everyone the paintings that she had completed in the last ten days. Her scenes were all bucolic, spreading oaks with a pair...
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...
Slowly waking up from a dark dream of submission and whipping, Princess groans and cries out from another orgasm. The feel of her vibrator buzzing in her making her smile. Slowly she eases up in bed, the smell of sweat and sex heavy in the air. Taking care not to remove her toy, she moves into the bathroom. Turning on her shower she eases into it. Her hand k...
The village I was brought up in was at the top of a hill, at the foot of which flowed the local salmon river and this was to present me with my next opportunities in my quest for naked freedom and fun. The river valley had high rising woodland sides near the village and on the opposite bank open flat agricultural land and managed forest estates. I would ofte...
Warning -this and later chapters describe William's participation in Pony play and describes heavy BDSM and pain scenes which may not be enjoyed by all readers. Do Not Read if you cannot handle this type of fantasy and please remember, it is fantasy. If you do not enjoy this story or any of my writings, I'm certain that there are thousands of other stories f...
I had followed her instructions and was now in position waiting for her. I had the tail firmly set in place and the halter, bridle and bit were tightened, ready for whatever she had in mind. Vickie said she would be over to the hotel between seven-thirty and eight, but it was already eight-fifteen and I had been on my hands and knees on the table for forty-f...
Well she was now 28 and had been living alone for over a year. It was Christmas Eve and she had gone to bed in a simple T-shirt. And was now sound asleep. She had long-since lost the magic of Christmas and there were few decorations around her apartment. A small synthetic Christmas tree with those fibre optic lights was about her only concession and tomorro...
Sometimes the wife is naughty. She can't help it. It is who, or what she is. She is a sensual being. Her body is made for pleasuring others. She has all the softened curves, valleys, and hills that attract men. Her blonde hair falling around her soft face and her crystal blue eyes that beckon you closer. Her soft skin reminds you of the softest silk, and,...
As i stood waiting patiently (yes there is patience somewhere) for Your plane to arrive, i bounced from one foot to the other not wanting to sit for any length of time. I should have known better, knowing that this weekend although a getaway for You would be slightly different for me. I jump, hopefully unnoticed, when suddenly i heard Your voice behind me....
1989 He and another Guard came to the house the time we were broken into. Mark and I had been arguing about who'd left the kitchen window open. The room was stink with our bile. He was fine-tuned to pick up on my agitation. I watched his pupils darken when he looked at me; sensed the shifting of his focus. Even with my back turned, I could feel him looking...