"I just don't think it's a good idea, Andrea. I remember how it was, right before he left us that night, furious over your infidelity. He was boiling with rage. He could well have crashed specifically because of that. In any case, there's a terrible aura in this house. For once, listen to me- I am a Wiccan, you know! Don't hold that seance tonight!" Andrea...
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...
Kassie was taken on a Tuesday morning. Coming out of the grocery store, she was unlocking her car when she was grabbed from behind, chloroformed, and pulled into a van, her shopping cart full of groceries abandoned. She woke up in a hospital bed with tubes up her ass, warm water blasting her colon clean. "What is going on?" she cried, but no one an...
Eden's Garden Elizabeth started awake, lost in the kind of drowsy confusion that can totally unsettle anyone. She was completely disoriented and slightly dizzy, and she was completely unaware of her surroundings. The only thing of which she was certain was the chill that alone clothed her and the ripe fragrance of fruit that surrounded her. As her eyes st...
Tim had just finished cutting the lawn and it was time to collect from Michelle Andrews. He always loved collecting from her as she always gave him the most incredible blow jobs. She didn't just suck his cock she made love to it. Sometimes she would make him last for 30 minutes before he unleashed a volcanic like ejaculation and sprayed his seed all over her...
Her throne glimmered with gold. Ornately carved, fashioned by the continent's finest craftsmen, it sat on a dais of burgundy and jade. He took the princess's hand delicately, elegantly holding hers on top of his, and led her. "Your throne, your highness" He enjoyed how quickly her expression changed from pride to shame, as she spied the finger-length pro...
The rider's legs were aching. He had been standing in the stirrups for nearly forty minutes. The owner would not stop the horse; he carried on guiding it in a figure of eight around the riding hall. The rider tried to lean back again. His hips and knees were strapped firmly in place. His wrists were lashed to the saddle horn. He could not avoid the dildo t...
Author's Note: This is a fantasy world that does not exist in reality. However, some concepts are based on or even copied from common behaviors and trends of various cultures in various time periods in the past, mostly European and Colonial American, although I took a few liberties. I want to inform the reader, if you are not already aware, about breeching....
If you are reading this Journal for the first time, it is a series of entries that start with A BusinessWoman's Journal Apr/May'10, so please take the time to read the story chronologically. Enjoy * Thursday, December 23, 2010 Tonight was our office Christmas party. It was held in one of the dining rooms of Mr. Von Elder's private club. The club is abs...
He watched her from across the field, flying like the wind on her horse. Her long auburn hair blew in the wind and her legs gripped her horse's side like she was part of him. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He was visiting a friend, who was her neighbor. From the first moment he saw her he knew he needed to have his cock in her. For 2 da...