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The air was sweet with the smell of wild flowers. The mountains were shimmering as the sun peaked, revealing its beauty and warmth. Ariel loved this place, she had came here most of her life with her family. Today though she was content to be there all by herself. The entire week she fantasized about being in this ravishing place but fantasy was no longer needed, she was finally here. The brilliant scenery was a sharp contrast to the roach infested, smogged covered, positively crowded city...
You were right to be angry. I hope, in time, you will understand. Very slowly, I open my garnet eyes. Waking up is getting more and more difficult these days, and not only because I’m getting older. I was in my thirties when I sealed the breach in the sky, and even then the careless, pain-free days of youth had been long gone. Now, some fifteen years later, they are even farther past, an I’m paying for my part in the war against Corypheus. I was the Inquisitor, once. Now, I’m simply Ellena...
The taking of a new mate (Werewolf)My profession is a big game hunter and guide. I’m slim built, stand a little over 6 foot tall, wavy sandy hair and I’m told easy on the eyes. My dad was a guide and tracker, teaching me how to track just about anything that roams this earth, as well as the skills and personality to spin a good tale, while on a safari with a group of men or women seeking adventure. Many of my hunts include females and I cannot tell you how many times I have ended up in one of...
Prudence@Wolf Prudence Harper kept telling herself that she wanted nothing to do with this big Wolf, of all the curious and unrespectable names! She fidgeted at the table while he was gone. Then, seeing that he did not return immediately, she helped herself to the curried meats and ate ravenously. She was glad he was gone, glad that the door was closed between them, cutting him off from her naughty, disobedient body. But, oh God, she had to admit as the food made her feel more content, he sure...
Leslie Amberton closed up her New Orleans-based plus-size lingerie store, Lush Pleasure, for the night. She had gone through a very tough day. Her self-centered, narcisstic boyfriend Brad had a fight while at work and then was dumped her by way of a text message on her cell phone, saying she was bad for his up-and-coming celebrity image. Brad's an aspiring actor/model trying to get himself discovered. She knew he was wrong for her, because he had been trying to change her appearance and all...
As the last remaining echoes of the kids’ excited shouts and chatter faded away up the trail, I breathed a sigh of relief. The other leaders were taking them into Brockenhurst village for the afternoon, and I was free to enjoy my time off at last. I was 20 that summer, about to start my second year at UCL, and working over the holidays at a children’s activity camp in the New Forest. I’d taken the job primarily because I needed the money, but also because I had been anxious to...
Tamani woke up slowly and comfortably. She smacked her puffy lips together, gazing around to see the sleeping bodies of various creatures and monsters. The air was warm so her green skin was glistening with sweat, no wonder she couldn’t keep herself from rubbing up against a passed out satyr. Her pixie style charcoal hair had line of pink hair, which looked cute against the tan fur of the sleeping satyr’s stomach. Tami played with his limp dick, trying to wake it up in any way possible....
Mitzi has started pimping me out to ‘solve people’s problems’.“You’re like Ms Wolf from that film,” she coos over the phone one afternoon in September when the weather can’t be arsed being anything at all and has settled on a humid drab grey like the soul of a hate-filled stockbroker.I allow one of those pauses that enable me to work out what the hell she’s on about. Then I get it.“From Pulp Fiction?”“Yes!”“That’s very cultured of you, Mitzi. Have you been unwell?”“A blemish last Wednesday that...
TransOnce upon a time, in the days before The War of Roses, there dwelt in a small hamlet of simple farm folk and sundry tradesmen just nigh of the great forest of the north, a very beautiful and charming maiden of eighteen summers. Fair of skin, buxom of form, and blessed with self-bounty, this sweet maiden’s name was Rose. The youngest daughter of a miller, she lived in peace and grace, cherished by her family and her neighbors as a vigorous soul and loyal friend. She was fondly dubbed by those in...
Its the weekend last days of the summer Its the early morning the ground still moist from a cold night at a campground by a beautiful crescent lake. The unzipping of the little blue tent, out comes A femboy with soft pretty lips and a round little butt. Dressed in nothing but a baby doll T and soft silk panties A cup of hot coffee and a early morning walk down the trail to wake up and stretch those muscles, A few moments have past as the she stops in At a spring for a quick dip. looking...
The moon was full. The moors were empty. Inside the 'Rick and the Baker' pub, villagers milled about nervously, listening to the feral howls that sliced through the fog like razor-sharp talons. Even the most macho Irishman seemed jittery, even frightened by the never-ending din surrounding the rural countryside. So jittery in fact with each blood-chilling bay, darts were thrown errantly in seemingly every direction but toward the target. So many innocent bystanders were struck by mis-thrown...
Horrorby Phoebe Magus The great town hall was ablaze with the firelight of lamps, and boisterous with laughter and talk of the townspeople. None were resting or idle, except for the elderly who sat in corners talking about the good old times. Grandmamma was hugging my sl**ping baby b*****r, while my old aunt, whose arthritic hand awkwardly groped over her knitting, was humming a sweet tune. The early evening was closing in and the moon was mounting, the farm labourers came from their outdoor chores...
It’s the year 432 AD in Rome. The pagan ways are dying out as the ascendant Christian beliefs consume the empire. After the emperor co-opted Christianity to his own ends and the leaders of the religion started taking the the pagan celebrations and labelling them Christian the followers of the old ways started fading away. Rome itself, the eternal city, was dying. Most of the old temples were either destroyed for their stone or taken and labelled with Christian names. But one pagan group still...
You have been standing at the window for what must be hours. Your mind can’t grasp exactly why, but something ‘out there’ is calling to you. You stand silently watching, waiting, for what or whom, you have no idea. Mesmerized by the flurries of snow that float upon the cold evening breeze, you feel a slight shiver traverse up your spine and your curious mind wonders why, for it is warm and cozy in the cabin in which you stand. Built long ago, in the days when the wasichu were trying to wrest...
The phone woke her up. Claire sighed, another night of sleep cut short. She picked up the receiver and put it to her ear. "Hello." "Dr. Thompson, it’s Colonel Jeffers. We've got an inbound lycanthrope for you." "Oh really? Haven't seen one of those in a while," Claire said. "Okay, I'll meet you there." Of course real werewolves bear little resemblance to the popular Hollywoodized version of the lore (and vampire lore was even more inaccurate). The cryptid shape-shifting gene...
You see i'm a Lycanthrop or as we are usually called a werewolf. Now I wasn't born like this, nor did I want it. You see about ten years ago I was walking home when I saw this dog (or what I thought was a dog) get hit by a truck and being a dog lover I had to go see if I could help. When i got closer I saw it was a large wolf, it looked dead so I reached out to check if it was breathing when the damn thing bit me and ran off. I thought nothing of it, I just went home and bandaged my hand....
As the lady walked into the room, she saw the sexy Wolf there, she smiled softly to him, walked over to where he sat, looking down into his hazel eyes, she softly traces his jaw line with the back of her hand. Bending down she continues to gaze into his eyes as she leans down further, her soft lips softly touching his, gently she parts his lips with her gentle tongue, she softly moans as she taste him, knowing what she has in store for this untamed wolf, knowing that the pleasures there are to...
THE MARK OF THE WOLF By Raven Dale thought it was a good idea to get away for a vacation on his own. After leafing through many travel brochures, and listening to hundreds of suggestions from his friends, he had decided to take a trip to Scotland. He heard that it was really beautiful there, and besides, they spoke English. It was a form of English anyway! Early on, he narrowed his choices to Australia, South Africa, New Zealand, Ireland, England, or Scotland. They...
She was born Shyla Hood. Yet everyone in her neighbor knew her simply as Red. Called by this name not because of the color of her hair, but the fact that she always wore red. Shyla used to be called " little red" by her family and friends when she was younger. But she was all grown up now. Boy, was she ever. Shyla had developed a drop dead gorgeous figure by the time she was 18. Now 21, she had become a sexual dynamo. She had long dark hair, a 36c chest, an ass so perfect it begged to be...
Straight SexPreviously on MAU - Slayers... Buffy and Faith were dealt a major blow when their families became the target of Angel and Spike. Not having anywhere else they can go, both have been offered a chance to join the Agency. MAU - Slayers - Big Bad Wolf Faith woke up. She took a shower and got ready, the whole thing had become completely routine to her now. The Agency had given her an apartment since she was now an Agent. Buffy was across the hall from her. They had both been hired...
The phone woke her up. Claire sighed, another night of sleep cut short. She picked up the receiver and put it to her ear. "Hello." "Dr. Thompson, it's Colonel Jeffers. We've got an inbound lycanthrope for you." "Oh really? Haven't seen one of those in a while," Claire said. "Okay, I'll meet you there." Of course real werewolves bear little resemblance to the popular Hollywoodized version of the lore (and vampire lore was even more inaccurate). The cryptid shape-shifting gene had...
My skin’s been tingling for the last two blocks. I don’t see him yet, I never see him until he’s on me and then it’s too late. I take a different route every time, but he always finds me. I start at a noise behind me. I have to smile at my own foolishness. No human could lay a hand on me with my Alpha so near, and he never made a sound while he hunted. At last I see him. He leans his long, powerful frame against the brick wall. His waist length dreds flow around him like living...
Red put on her red jacket, pulling the hood over her head, and walked onto the forest trail to bring a basket of jams to her grandmother. It was a beautiful day today, she could have gotten away without her jacket but it was her favourite and she took any opportunity to wear it. Kept warm by her jacket she took the liberty of wearing a shorter flouncy black skirt, a pretty white blouse, and some knee high boots, stylish but still comfortable for her long walk. She liked the way she looked. It...
All my life I had been a hunter and fisherman but the past few years I had not been able to pursue my past times. Now that I am almost alone, who knows I am seventy years old. I have had a full life but now...I have buried my Wife and my son and his wife and son. They were on the way home from my Grandson's football game when a semi tried to dodge a deer and hit them head on. The only survivor was the truckers wife who was asleep in the sleeper. My family never knew what hit them. Only my...
She was born Shyla Hood. Yet everyone in her neighbor knew her simply as Red. Called by this name not because of the color of her hair, but the fact that she always wore red. Shyla used to be called ‘ little red’ by her family and friends when she was younger. But she was all grown up now. Boy, was she ever. Shyla had developed a drop dead gorgeous figure by the time she was 18. Now 21, she had become a sexual dynamo. She had long dark hair, a 36c chest, an ass so perfect it begged to be...
All of the usual disclaimers apply. This story is entirely fictional. This story contains depictions of young boys engaging in sexual acts, if you are offended or do not enjoy this subject do not read. This story contains characters and places from A Game of Thrones from the series A Song of Ice and Fire written by George RR Martin. All places and characters contained therein are his work and belong to him. Please do not publish this story anywhere without asking me first by emailing me at...
I took a deep breath and once again flattened the nonexistent wrinkles of my little red hood costume. I know it’s an awful cliché to wear a little red hood costume when I’m trying to meet The Wolf, but, hey, a girl has to use all the weapons she has, right? And somehow it seemed appropriate. “Ready?” Laura asked me, giving me an encouraging smile. “As ready as I’ll ever be!” We were about to enter the local dungeon, where they were holding a special munch. People were asked to attend...
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Andersonville 9 - Never cry wolf by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Gwendolyn Ann Smith for her, "Remembering our dead". It's a place dedicated to our TG brothers and sisters who were murdered at the hands of others due to hate and intolerance. On the average, one (1) TG person is murdered each month. Would you take a moment to visit the site, bow your head, say a prayer for our fallen brothers and sisters, and remember what we are fighting for - the right to be treated as any...
I grunted and caught myself as he pushed me down. The soil felt cold beneath my palms as I tried to push up. I felt his weight press against my back and smiled slightly. His scent mixed with the fresh earth was intoxication at its best. “Stay down love,” he murmured into my ear. I nodded and felt his hands creep up my shirt. My mouth fell open, letting a soft moan trail. His callous grated softly against my skin and I arched my back instinctively, moving his hands back down. “Little witch,” he...
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The doorbell rang at 2am. It was a total WTF moment for a lot of reasons. First off, nothing good ever happens at 2am in the morning – nothing that calls you or rings the doorbell, at least. Those are always conversations that started with "I'm sorry to tell you, but..." which I did not want to hear at all. My parents were out of town for the weekend and my kid sister was staying overnight with her BFF. Everyone was due back home by breakfast tomorrow morning. The one time I actually had...
Eshenesra’s long ears twitched as she grew close to the village, she could hear the sounds of merriment coming from the center of town. The faint sound of raucous laughter and a bawdy tune. As she drew closer to the sounds, she began to discern more of the song being played and felt a blush rise to her cheeks, humans certainly did have interesting imaginations, this particular song being a tale of a foolish warlock apprentice who summoned a succubus without taking the proper care to guard...
She was still in the hospital, recovering from her injuries. It had been three days before she could tell the story to the hospital psychologist. The police had questioned her and that is what led Pamela to the appointment with the psychologist, Doctor Mannix. She felt funny lying on the couch, just like in the movies, with the doctor sitting in a chair near her, typing away in his tablet as she told the story. Pamela worked late that fateful night, having to finish up the inventory before...
My name is Hannah. I'm 16. I live with my father. My mother died when I was little. I have had intercourse a few times. I'm nervous about getting pregnant, getting diseases, getting a bad rep at school. So I get pretty horny sometimes. When I was little, we had dogs, and sometimes I let them lick my little pussy. It wasn't exactly a sexual feeling. It was exciting. It made me giggly. We hadn't had a dog for quite a while. A few months ago, we got a lab - Rex. One night, I...
You are the white wolf Sifr of Stonetalon. Six feet long (not measuring your tail) and two and a half feet tall, no other predators dare challenge a beast such as you. Legend amongst the few native denizens still remaining in the area. Stories tell of your uncanny intelligence and voracious appetite, a reputation you’ve carefully nurtured over the course of decades. You are the last of your kind, the rest of the semi-divine wolves, your kin, have been hunted to extinction by Tauren and...
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FantasyAuthor’s note: all characters portrayed inthis story are eighteen or older. Feedback is welcomed, desired and appreciated. Just don’t hurt my feelings! The classroom was a mess, people separated in loud companies, guys throwing paper airplanes, gals talking loudly about their nails or hair and others sitting quietly, waiting patiently by the seats they had chosen for the rest of the school year. It was raining heavily outside, so what little time the class had before the lessons started, they...
AnalOnce A Wolf ©2004 by Cherysse St. Claire "But the Woman that God gave him, every fibre of her frame Proves her launched for one sole issue, armed and engined for the same; And to serve that single issue, lest the generations fail, The female of the species must be deadlier than the male." - Rudyard Kipling Mikey Blair had to pee. He had been putting it off for the past twenty minutes, not wanting to get out of his snug, warm bunk. It was cold out there in comparison. He...
she was about 21 years old, cute and naive. She had pale porcelain skin, with fiery red hair that ran to her lower back in a shock of waves, large d cups, small waist, and full hips. I was studying her while sipping my cosmo. I wondered why she was at a club in this part of town, she seemed to be out of her element. I noticed how the "wolves" were circling her. One guy caught her hand as she was trying to gather herself and whispered something in her ear, she giggle and hobbled behind him...
Summer’s dying embers had given their last and been replaced by a September mist that painted the landscape with a layer of frost. Maybe a return to school, to normality, would be my salvation. These were the thoughts that came, formed and then vanished like the blue wisps of breath escaping my lips in the chill autumn air, as I saw the lights of the school bus approaching. Guilt, however, is a cruel companion and, even as I boarded my ride to school, I could not hold back the visions of what...
First TimeThe heavy snowfall was a double-edged sword. The snowfall masked the sounds of their footsteps as they neared the cave but it also covered up any tracks that might have given them a clue about how many were inside, how much opposition they faced. It was exceedingly rare for the enemy they were after to have confederates, but not totally unheard of. An unexpected problem was the patchy cloud cover, especially considering how hard it was snowing. The full moon was peeking through and the glare...
The forest was dark and creepy too. The sun was nearly gone, staining the milky blue sky with swaths of pumpkin orange. Kyra felt pinecones crunch under her feet, the last rays of the sun stung her eyes. Was this the right way she asked herself? Alexis had clearly gave directions to the secret sleepover in a text: take 1st walking trail S of gas stat and follow path until you cum to lake & take trail up the hill to Sexy Secret Sleepover the cottage. Kyra stood still in the middle...
Night of the WerewolfThis I my first attempt at Fantasy Porn… I hope my consistent readers will enjoy it. The Moon will be Full on Oct. 13, 2019, so perfect for my Halloween Story. If you think I should try more fantasy writing let me know with a Comment. Also, a Warning… this story will consist of B(e)stiality and Inc(e)st.Night of the WerewolfStalking the girl….Long ago, in a faraway land, there was the small fortress town of Sunder, on the edge on Wat’s Wood, and within the vast woods, lived...
Jess-Belle opened the door, something she'd never dared do on a night like this. It was easier than she expected, but a knot of fear still drew tight in her stomach.The little clock on the mantle chimed midnight. Moonlight filtered through the stirring pines. It a nice night, but no one in their right mind would be out. No one but Jess-Belle, and even she hesitated before stepping over the threshold. The door shut behind her very quietly.A dirt path led from the little cottage to the main trail...
SupernaturalI ended up in the care of my grandmother, a women pushing 90, she did her best to raise me and I didn't ask much, so when it came to clothes, I got simple, bulky and somewhat dumpy plain dresses. The bulky dresses did afford me one advantage, hiding my body. I was never proud of how I progress physically faster than girls my age, I was 13 and already a size 32E breasts, having to wear an ugly off-white bra, but again, it's all my grandmother could afford. At age 10 my breasts budded, by...
I looked out the window of the little coffee shop and thought, man, days just don’t get any better than this. It was mid September, the sun was out and the leaves were just starting to turn. Today was a gift from God, to bikers. I admired my bike parked just outside the shop window, red, white and black, it was a hot looking bike, and man, it was fast as hell. I was gonna meet up with some of my buddies and we were taking a tour. Seven or eight bikes, the open road and the sweet sound of high...
I am Genny The first winter that Melly and I lived together was a real getting to know you period. We were setting boundaries and then seeing how far we could go until new boundaries had to be set. I think I was more comfortable with my submissive side than Melly was with being a domn. But her evil mind was catching up fast. Once I decide that I love someone there is almost nothing I wouldn’t do for that person. I can’t think of a sexual demand she could put on me that I would not gladly...
Summer’s dying embers had given their last and been replaced by a September mist that painted the landscape with a layer of frost. Maybe a return to school, to normality, would be my salvation. These were the thoughts that came, formed and then vanished like the blue wisps of breath escaping my lips in the chill autumn air, as I saw the lights of the school bus approaching. Guilt, however, is a cruel companion and, even as I boarded my ride to school, I could not hold back the visions of what...
I grunted and caught myself as he pushed me down. The soil felt cold beneath my palms as I tried to push up. I felt his weight press against my back and smiled slightly. His scent mixed with the fresh earth was intoxication at its best. “Stay down love,” he murmured into my ear. I nodded and felt his hands creep up my shirt. My mouth fell open, letting a soft moan trail. His callous grated softly against my skin and I arched my back instinctively, moving his hands back down. “Little witch,”...
This story is purely based on a dream I had not too long ago about a friend of mine that I have transformed into a sexy story by request! (The original dream was rather un-sexy)… Again, names have been changed to protect all ‘innocent’ parties… It was a relatively warm summer evening and I was studying on my bed with the window open nearby and the breeze was billowing the curtains into my bedroom. My bedroom is rather large, I have a queen sized bed and my walls are a very pale green kind of...
Es war ein schöner heller Morgen im Frühling, als Rotkäppchen sich auf den weg zu ihrer Großmutter machte. Ihrer Großmutter ging es nicht gut, hatte ihre Mutter ihr erzählt und so machte sich Rotkäppchen auf, um ihrer Großmutter einen Korb mit Kuchen und Wein zu bringen, damit bald sie wieder zu Kräften käme. Rotkäppchen war gerade achtzehn geworden und ein junges unverdorbenes und unerfahrenes Ding. Sie war einen Meter siebzig groß und hatte goldblondes Haar, feste Brüste, etwa zwei Hand voll...
On a wooded path, i approached a shirtless man.From behind, I could see the leather of his trousers, stretched taught across his hips, as he crouched, bent at the knees among ferns, just off the edge of the path. And there was an inviting gap at the waistband, just above his behind.Cautious, but unrelentingly aroused, I approached him as quietly as my bare feet could carry me over the dirt path... avoiding stones and sticks, in quick almost dance-like steps.As I drew closer, he slowed in his...
On a wooded path, i approached a shirtless man.From behind, I could see the leather of his trousers, stretched taught across his hips, as he crouched, bent at the knees among ferns, just off the edge of the path. And there was an inviting gap at the waistband, just above his behind.Cautious, but unrelentingly aroused, I approached him as quietly as my bare feet could carry me over the dirt path... avoiding stones and sticks, in quick almost dance-like steps.As I drew closer, he slowed in his...
This story is purely based on a dream I had not too long ago about a friend of mine that I have transformed into a sexy story by request! (The original dream was rather un-sexy)... Again, names have been changed to protect all ‘innocent’ parties...It was a relatively warm summer evening and I was studying on my bed with the window open nearby and the breeze was billowing the curtains into my bedroom. My bedroom is rather large, I have a queen sized bed and my walls are a very pale green kind of...
Supernatural"Danny, wait, I'm coming! Wait for me!" I heard my little sister squeal loudly in excitement as she burst out the front door. She leaped off the front stoop and landed running, dashing as fast as she could across the front yard in my direction. "Sorry Sammie, but you were taking so long that I thought that you just didn't want to go trick-or-treating this year." I said solemnly, my face betraying nothing. "I would just have to keep all that candy for myself." I added in mock...
When Luke opened the door, Connor looked surprised to see him. He confirmed this impression by trying to look around him to see if anyone else was home. Somewhat sheepishly, he grinned, "Hey, Luke. We were looking for your boy." Luke frowned at Connor. The man wasn't the sort he wanted his son associating with. "What do you want Aaron for?" Connor looked around suspiciously, "Come out to the van. There's something I want you to see." Looking back on the moment, Luke liked to...