Several hours had passed since Cody and Harry trotted off into the woods to howl at the moon. I smiled every time I heard their hauntingly beautiful voices echoing down the canyon. They must be at the lookout by now enjoying a long overdue father-son moment. I wondered to what degree they could communicate while in wolf-phase. Full of questions, I really wan...
I had been with my beautiful girlfriend for about a year and we had a very interesting relationship. Of course I worshiped her as the gorgeous, dominant woman she was and we did lots of things together as a couple. But, I was her cuckold, giving her the freedom to have sex with other men. One night stands, regular lovers and sometimes, old flings. This par...
Part of a series of short stories with the common connection of 'Naked' and placed in various sections on this site. Some of them are funny, some are sad, some are quirky but all reveal the many facets of human emotion in all its naked rawness. If you like this one, please read: Naked Revenge under the Exhibitionist and Voyeur Naked Grief under Non Erotic...
She ran her fingers over her stomach. She imagined that she felt a slight bump, but she knew it was too soon for anything developing in her young womb. Her fingertips moved carefully down toward her pelvis, over her pubic bone and touched on her turgid mound. Pressing down hard, and moving slowly but deliberately from side to side, a shiver rushed out over h...
Maurice Koenig got up from his sleep, hungry and convinced that what he had experienced was simply a dream. There was no way that it could be real. A Demigod ancestor of his, especially one THAT gorgeous, wanting to sleep with him? It was impossible! However, as he sat up in bed, his hand brushed against the smooth, feminine skin of the ethereal beauty who...
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. **** Umoko grunted softly as she hefted up the large ca...
Lionel was awakened by a stream of sunlight falling across his face. He slowly rolled open his eyelids and stretched languidly. "Now this is the life," he thought, picking up his phone from the bedside cabinet and noting the time as 9 am. He had taken a break from work for a week to visit his brother in Akrham, New England, trekking up from New York by bus t...
He wondered if he'd ejaculate or die first. Stan had never thought of himself as someone who would schedule massages on a regular basis, but his chiropractor said it would help both his back and his stress. He couldn't stop thinking about how his nude body would look to a complete stranger. He would be bare-assed to a woman who touched bare asses all day, a...
The dull throbbing pain of Alex's headache was the only thing he could hear, yet the heated argument with his wife Mary was replaying itself over and over in his mind. Remembering how he shouted at her, begged and pleaded for her not to go back to the house next door. Mary would hear none of this, ignoring her husband's wild stories of their new neighbor bei...
Steam was just billowing out from under the raised hood of the old '52 Chevy stake bed pick up. Very glumly, they sat beside the road and watched the mini imitation of Old Faithful, the geyser. They were actually more concerned about how mad that Paw was going to be when they got back late from the trip down the mountains into town. Paw had a temper, no doub...