After their rather eventful dinner, Synthia was more than half-tempted to instruct the taxi driver to take the two of them back to their hotel rather than to the theater; she was still so aroused that what she really wanted at the moment was to be taken several times by her Master, the first hard and fast and explosive, and the second slower, lovingly, and m...
I recently got one of those "state" emails. You know the ones; They all begin with, "you know you are [insert your state name and appropriate ending] if:" Now, for a person who lives in these states, your state, they are pretty funny and for the most part true. Well, now that I have moved to and from Oklahoma, (where the wind comes whipping down the plains)...
One man stood alone. One small man. No, that’s not true. He wasn’t a small man. Just small-minded. Mean of spirit. The field swayed around him. Wave after wave of corn, slapped by the wind this way and that. It seethed as it moved, glancing first north, then south, as the capricious breeze threatened it from every angle. And still the man stood. Silent....
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story has been submitted as part of the RAINY DAY STORY CHALLENGE set on the Author Hangout Discussion Forum. All criteria and build up can be viewed through this link: RAINY DAY STORY CHALLENGE THREAD * * * * * The lightning cracked across the darkening sky as the maelstrom approached. The smell of rain filled the evening air and dr...
Dorothy rushed back to Aunt Em's trailer as fast as she could. "She isn't coming yet. Toto - did she hurt you? She tried to, didn't she? Come on, we'll go tell Uncle Henry and Auntie Em!" she said. Toto tried to hump her arm as she carried him. "Aunt Em," Dorothy cried out as she burst into the crowded trailer, "Ms. Gulch was holding Toto under her dres...
Act 2: Frustration I cleaned the kitchen as Mikey searched for a show to watch, my mind a cluttered mess. I made sure to put everything away and wash down the counters a little extra. It was difficult trying to work around my stiff cock as it strained to break free of its bonds. The moon was bright out the kitchen window, shining its pale light through the...
Foreword: I acknowledge this story will not be everyone's cup of tea. I also acknowledge that this is probably a rather niche genre. I make no apologies for that but I do hope it finds an audience. In terms of inspiration, credit goes to DugFunny's "Return of the Dragons" story (I always thought the ending of that story could be better and/or needed a se...
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. **** Calling the Storm God The vixen paused on the edg...
Letterhead? Letter Head? Let Her Head? You decide * Hi Baby, I know you do not get online much over the weekends but I know you will find a little time to read this. I wanted to give you something to think about when you get a few minutes. When you get the time, find a nice quiet place, sit back and read this. Think of me while you're reading, think of h...
The is a new story I just started, between the same Guy known as Venge but this time a different woman. Some one he knows by the name of Satavia. I hope you guys and gals enjoy this one. * It was a decent night to do a bit of working out, Satavia figure she would head to the Dojo that was across from the castle that was on her close friend's land. He was...