Its a cat eat dog world
As the feline threw me into the door of the apartment kissing me hard i moaned and kissed him back as i felt up his body. “So then this the door to your place or we just stopping here for fun?” i asked as i shot him a grin. He grabbed my paw and pulled it with his into his pocket making feel his throbbing erection. He grabbed out a key and put it into the lock opening it with a loud click. We fall a little as the door opens but our mouths never break
It's a cat eat dog world
By: thatvor3boy
Favorited: 2 years ago
a foxy guy in the bulls den
Despite the fact it made me a bit of a fox stereotype i loved my job as a “male escort.” its fun i have a good time and i meet a lot of great furs…. What's not fun is meeting the wrong person and with how bad of a description my handler got making me call the client myself i was a little worried about if this was a prank call or if i was in the right place. I walked up to the door in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts not sure much about my client
A foxy guy in the bulls den
By: thatvor3boy
Favorited: 2 years ago
Dylan’s and Tori’s lust filled moans snapped Stacy out of her grim fantasy of ending her life, her skin crawled at the thoughts that had just invaded her head. Stacy felt broken, she wanted to die, but there was still this sad sense of… Hope? No, it wasn’t hope, but something was keeping her alive. Stacy just sat there, her eyes red after the past hour of crying, they finally stopped with a heavy sob as she wiped her gunk laced face.
Stacy truly thought Dylan had loved
Tori's Torture Continues
By: radmann
Favorited: 2 years ago
The low, red light cut through the heavy foggy smoke that surrounded the patron seating of Crossroads, the clouds curling around the floor, the gold curtains softly shimmering in sequence with the low jazz playing on the radio. The best way to describe the bar was elegant sleaze. There was clearly order and an odd charm, but like many a bar in Japan’s lowly red light district of Shinjuku, there was an odd air of discomfort and untrust. The drunken mumbles of salary men, and the high pitched
An Internal Interview (Part 1)
By: radmann
Favorited: 2 years ago
“Gwuuuhh….” Margaret grumbled as she slowly opened her eyes. “Gah!” her hand shot up reflexively to shield her face from the bright winter sun shining through her window. Slowly sitting up, she held her head with one hand and propped herself up with the other.
“What the hell happened last night…” she mumbled to herself, feeling dizzy and a bit nauseous. Looking town she noticed a mostly empty bottle of vodka lying on its
Margaret's Chance Meeting
By: Ediblestranger
Favorited: 2 years ago
Tych: The End of Furs
Commission for Halevaithan
Contains: M/Multi, Digestion, Disposal, Furry
Leviathan had just finished reforming for the third time that day. The dragon only had one of his daily reforms left and his master Tych showed no sign of stopping now. He had a stream with a guest named Greg to finish and wanted to digest his
Tych - Leviathan II: End of Furs
By: GayPred
Favorited: 2 years ago
Chapter 2
How has everything turned to shit so quickly?
Thought Jedi
Master Luminara Unduli. The miralian Jedi would never have used those words out. But it echoed in her mind as she walked away from the Jedi Council Chambers towards her apprentice's room
The trial of Ashoka Tano had been bad e
Barriss Offee,Stops The plot of Star War
By: Trying124
Favorited: 2 years ago
Jacob was always the last one to finish at the gym. The gym was technically closed by the time he usually left, but he had known the owners for a long time, and they trusted him to stay after closing. He was especially late today, as it was nearly 11:00 and he hadn't even showered yet. It was chest day, and he'd just finished his last rep of bench presses. His chest ached as he walked towards the showers.
He didn't bother to lock his locker after storing h
Blight digests a gym bro
By: BlightandLucas
Favorited: 2 years ago
The evening air felt like a thicket of sweat - fitting, because I was already a sweaty mess. Such was this summer’s way, with days reaching degrees you’d find in a microwave. Honest to god, it would’ve been the worst thing, had I not been expecting it. Forecasts had my back there.
I popped open my laptop a
Deadline Struggles
By: Hoots
Favorited: 2 years ago
Moving was stressful. From the endless running back and forth while packing, to the anxiety about living in a new, unfamiliar place, Vera often felt lost. She'd spent months hunting a quiet neighborhood to settle down in after growing tired of the city's noise, and she'd been on enough house tours to last her a lifetime. Now that she paid the deposit on her dream home all she had to do was finish moving in. As she drove Vera had time to think back on the journey and reflect. The town
Just Trash
By: InDepthLook
Favorited: 2 years ago