Novel & Cerita Furry Fiction

She was tall with curly, jet-black hair, and smooth hazelnut colored skin. “Same dream?” she asked. “Yea. This must mean something,” I responded. “How are you holding up on... you know what?” “I'm okay for now, I think.” So, I'm a vampire. One of the last ones remaining. One is my girlfriend who I turned just because she asked me to, which I admit wasn’t the greatest idea. The other is the person that keeps appearing in my dreams. Being a vampire comes with a ton of benefits like enhanced speed, strength, healing, and senses. However, there's a major drawback, especially for a new vampire like Janea. The uncontrollable craving for blood.

with articles and photos of themselves. In one area was a Fantasy posting board. It had pages of computer paper stuck up there in several categories. Each page had a brief— or sometimes really detailed fantasy— and then a person’s name at the bottom. Most of them had either a photo or a phone number as well. It was obvious that if you read a fantasy that really turned you on, these folks were inviting you to drop them a line— perhaps to enact that same fantasy. There were several that only increased the hardness of my cock that was straining against my shorts. And Carrie wasn’t helping matters at all with her bust pressed against my back. She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and

I moaned as it rushed out of me. “Fuck… cum for me darling” He said as he smiled, licking my thighs and pussy. I have never experienced a squirting orgasm in my life, it felt good, raw and pleasurable. I laid on the desk, my breath was uneven. I couldn’t explain what I was feeling.

This thing, whatever it was, felt good. *** On Thursday, I met Felix, who felt much too ordinary. We were both in the bookstore two blocks from my apartment. He was tall and had messy curls. He was reading something about modern demonology, muttering something under his breath as he flipped a page. I laughed. I just couldn’t help it. He looked up. I tilted my head curiously. “You don’t actually believe that stuff, do you?” I asked. He smirked, slow and lazyily. “What if I said yes?”

I could feel the slickness between my lips starting to build even before anything happened. Rent was due tomorrow, and I was short again, I needed these horny bastards to tip big tonight if I wanted to eat next week. But it was not just the money, I craved the control they had over me, the way it made me feel like a desperate toy, used and begging for more. The chat lit up quickly with the usual usernames flashing across the screen: BigLoadBear, PussyWrecker42, SlutTrainerAnon. Messages popped up like “Show tits” and “Spread that pussy for us.”

So we were always in the bathtubs, in the midst of sex, pleasure, and nocturnal encounters with the incubi and succubae. Ryuma, was a handsome, young man, but I didn't feel horny for him, at least not the kind of horniness I felt for Kurama, the fox man, in which I realized that sex between magical, humanoid beings. In which they were so intense, in which they were the sensations, in which the treatments are very different, in what this world has in store for us, in which they are very different things, as with humans, now, I think that was why I was not enthusiastic about giving it to him.

Saliva sprinkled on nipples, he mouthed one full, sucking deep while jiggling the other. "Oh yea... ageeeeghhhh... hhhh." Moans hushed uncontrollable, core aching. His fingers slid under the skirt now, through folds parting open, two pounding my pussy rough under the blanket. "Oh yeah... harder... fingers deeper!" Hollered inner, arching subtle. He pumped savage, thumb on clit, dirty whisper from under: "Cum quiet for brother... tits sucked, pussy fingered beside sister. Anytime slut." "Aaaaaaa..... hhhhh!" I bit my fist, climax crashing silent, walls clenching his fingers as he licked my nipple through the wave.

Pft. I know what Furry means. Although she has power, her weakness is the metal itself; since she transformed into a rabbit, her ability was limited and because of lack of spiritual energy she can’t transform back either. When I hold Furry, her body absorbs some of my spiritual energy, since I have plenty of it. “Hahaha, you’re a rule-breaker!” the entire group laughed. Furry pouted her lips and crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m just curious! Hmph.”

In the room were ten men, seated naked in a circle on single wooden chairs. The room was well lit and had a patient bed somewhere at the corner. There were charts of penises hung up on the walls and a banner on the wall that read boldly : TINY PRICK HUMILIATION Ana was a dominatrix. And the founder of the community that consisted of a group of sub men who had a fetish for humiliation, mockery and downgrading. “Welcome to TPH. My name is Anna and I am here to help you learn… how to own your disgraceful jokes of pricks.” Anna said, taking her seat on a couch at the top of the circle.

He muffled my cries with his mouth again and when he brought his lips to my ear it was to whisper ''Keep screaming like that and you'll bring the entire frat party into this room to find out what's going on and for some reason, I don't want you to be discovered half dressed. I started to apologise but it only ended in a moan as he bit the tip of my ear and then kissed it. My chest was still bare so that when he shifted slightly, I could feel the cold breeze against the warm skin that had been tortured by his lips, teeth and tongue. My whole body was on fire, I was feeling things I had never felt before. He trailed kisses back up again to find my lips plunching the tip of his tongue into my m