Mina yanked the cluster of pink, purple, and white balloons, around twenty, minus a few casualties while wrestling them in and out of the car. The bobbing mass barely missed a low-hanging branch on the tree she was passing in order to get to the cluster of four picnic tables a few feet away. Linda snapped a picture of her with the digital camera as soon as...
In the months following Trish, ol' Red as we called her, challenging me to screw her on the reception desk things had moved at a rapid pace at work. First of all, Debbie and Trish were now on the receiving end of my always ready and willing cock on a semi regular basis. Gloria and Kim were basically distant memories, Gloria on account of a suspicious husban...
"What are you talking about Dane? Why is it that all of a sudden, we can't be friends anymore, huh?" The two of us just back from that County Fair fundraiser thing the company I'm working for was hosting and I could tell something was up; he had been quieter than usual all-day long. Sure, Dane isn't the most extroverted guy in the world but we've been best f...
I remember screaming. I remember running. I remember tripping and falling, being caught, breaking free, being caught again and restrained. But these are not real memories. They are the creation of my battered psyche, an attempt to make sense out of what was then to me a senseless, purposeless act of fate in which my mind refused to accept that I might not ha...
Dear Mistress, When we talked today, I mentioned a dream I had about you, and at your command, I am sitting here writing this email to you. I will start with what I remember, then tell the dream as if it is happening now. I remember the touch of your lips, sliding along my neck as you ran your hands through my hair, tugging the strands to pull my head bac...
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...
I closed my eyes as I stood under the shower head, the water raining down wetting my honey brown hair, cascading over my shoulders and down my body. With a contented sign, I let myself relax, pleased to see the end of a very long and difficult week. As steam rose around me clouding the mirrors, the water melted the tensions in my muscles as I enjoyed the war...
Tela ran away from her home in the village and made her new home in the top of the trees, she could see for hundreds of kilometers into the forest and could even see her old home village. Languidly she stretched greeting the morning sun, her powerful body flexing. Her glance encompassed much of the only home that she had ever known. Smiling Tela watched her...
"We must hurry. Heidi, what is the fastest way out of here?" asked Aqurico. "The train will leave only tomorrow morning to Munich... I'm sorry..." she stammered. "Damn. Argh! This leaves us no choice," grumbled Adrian. He turned to his brother and started speaking in Latin. "Surely you must be kidding Adrian... Spirit travel could kill them," warned Aqur...
Her breath was heavy; chest rising high with fear. Utter darkness was all she could see; yet no cloth was over her eyes. The air was hot; sweat beaded on her naked body. Mustiness of a closed room; no fresh air had entered in a long while. She fired the muscles in her legs; they responded but were impeded by restraints. Her spirit rose with her arms; ho...