Maddi eased her bedroom door open and slipped inside. The muscles in her back crunched and popped as she tried to stretch her worn shoulders. She made a yawning sigh— the kind meant to push the stress from her tired lungs. Her hand fumbled against the smooth painted wall before she found the light switch.   Then her hand was quick to cover her face to shield the flash of light. When her eyes adjusted, they focused on Sava...

Diana Masters kept her deep sapphire eyes locked on the red-yellow streak of fuji apple she tossed high in the air. The soaring thing kissed the bright orange leaves of the tall maple tree in the University’s atrium. It made a loud slapping noise as it came back to her cupped hand. Her other hand clutched a brown paper bag that bounced with a brisk rhythm off her shapely hip. The crimson mid-length dress she wore swooshed...

“Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned…” Dr. Arthur Jackson pushed back in his black leather executive chair as he paused his statement. “But that’s not the full excerpt. Does anymore know the full, unabridged version of this work?” His tranquil green eyes scanned his five students spread throughout the room. “Daphne?” He called out after a painful silence. Daphne Marcon’s slender hand raised just above the crown of her st...

Madison “Maddi” Masters curled her toes, about to pass the point of no return. The young futanari swiped the rogue strands of raven hair from her sweaty brow and thrust on. Her clammy palms clutched her lover’s boney shoulders as she pressed deeper. The girl beneath her squirmed in the thick layers of silkish blankets that topped Maddi’s queen-sized bed. The girl’s commingled throaty moans accompanied the gentle squeaking...

Chapter1 I was in the parking lot, in Tyler’s Mercedes, when I saw her for the first time. He parked in the back row, I was between classes and Tyler was blowing his off to stick his dick in me. He was in the driver’s seat and I was on his lap. I’m short, just 5’5” so I can straddle a boy in the front seat of a car and rock his world, even when he’s driving. But like I was saying, I was getting some vitamin D, Tyler was b...

“Lia Caster”. In the year 2098, Lia Caster was a householdname. When people hear the term “household name”, they think about celebrities, politicians, and the like. However, Lia Caster was not a celebrity per se, and she didn’t give one damn about politics. Lia Caster was a mega-mind, a self-made woman who dominated every industry. There was a law, long ago, that said that being the distributor of pretty much every produc...

I woke up early and was standing at the front window, staring out at the street, when Kim wandered out of the bedroom. “You’re up early,” she cooed from behind me. “Yeah, the driver said he was going to be here at seven.” The sky was just beginning to show the colors of dawn. The horizon was an almost majestic purple. “It’s six fifteen,” Kim slipped her arms around my midsection and nuzzled her face into my neck. I closed...

We had been on the road for hours. The desert seemed as endless as the starry night. We hadn’t said much since the last gas stop. Giselle was still upset about the Lisa. It didn’t matter that it had only happened once or that we were technically on a break. Giselle had come home on her lunch break and found Lisa and I on the couch. This trip was supposed to be our reset button. After two days of fighting and arguing we ca...

The music blasted as I danced breasts to breasts with a very sexy red head I had just happened to meet on the dance floor of one of my favorite night clubs. As the music grew louder, she moved closer, sensually pressing her lips to mine. I couldn’t have been more surprised at her forcefulness in acting on her carnal desires and I was becoming more and more turned on, about to reveal a part of myself that she might find sh...

I was not one for cheap tricks and theatrics, but I did enjoy to be alone more often then not. My girlfriends would always try to push me to go shopping here, or get my nails done there. None of these things truly interested me. I wanted to be at home. Cooped up in my living room with all the shades closed. I looked forward to that special “me” time. Where I could really get myself worked up by reading my favorite story,...

My Grandma Marta, God rest her soul, was a FOX in her twenties! I set the dusty photograph back on the stack of old books where it had been lying and coughed for several seconds before catching my breath. I was standing in her attic. I had left the arguments of my extended family below stairs where they belonged. My cousins, uncles, and aunts all had very specific ideas of what Grandmother’s earthly possessions were their...