It was too much for Little Miss Virgin to ignore. She had to do it now. Right Now. Her fingers found the sweet spot and soon she was spinning in a mist of euphoric release. She hoped her silent admirer was watching from across the courtyard. She twisted her naked body to give him a good view of the cream between her legs. The knock on the door made her heart beat fast and she sprayed her juice onto the pristine white carpet.
A story about a young panther anthro who is sick of watching the anthro race get mistreated, and decides to take the law into his own hands to help his kind.
Lots of sex and action ensue.
The Professor's ready for yet another year teaching, but this time he intends to add a twist. Following the lead of more experienced colleagues, he forms a plan to wreak havoc on the grades of a young freshman and take advantage of her delicate disposition in the worst possible way. Despite extensive planning, it all goes wrong and he ends up having an entirely different experience.
Harry Cracker never expected to find his fourth wife on a crowded train. In fact, in normal circumstances, he was certain such a female would never have given him a second look because she was so obviously out of his league and tantalizingly unobtainable.
This one is not what you'd usually expect from me. For starters, this story contains no futanari. It is a male on female story with BDSM elements. This one-shot story is dedicated to Luna, my beloved wife, you are my muse.
Claude is a "Nose Man". He is unique because he can detect the specific ingredients of even the most secretive of perfume formulas. His special skills are as much a curse as a blessing. He learns secrets about his wife and his daughter that change his entire life. His skill also leads him to true love with a totally unscented female who drives his libido up the wall.