Dalkr and the Werewolf of Fever Swamp Part 2
I had woken up several hours later, I stirred slightly grunting softly. I could feel my ass, still sore from the previous endeavors. I grunted and groaned, trying to make sense of what has happened in the past few hours. But it had all came back to...
Dalkr and the Werewolf of Fever Swamp part 1
The werewolf was a tall handsome figure. Apparently, he was also athletic due to the fact he wore a pair of tight fitting blue shorts. The shorts were really tight on his waist, it revealed his manly bits, and I admired them. I had this strange...
Tales of Dalkr - How Dalkr Gained his Red Fur
Dalkr and Halkorn had traveled a great amount since he was born. The wolf pup learned a great deal from the raven, teaching him the languages of Giants, Elves, Dwarfs and the Gods. He had also been taught how to properly walk on two legs, rather than...
The Beast and I Part 1 (First Person)
My eyes looked upon those icy blue orbs of the Beast. My constant and labored breathing caused my chest to rise and fall in rapid motions. I pressed myself against the Beast's chest, feeling his muscular form against my own. It must be a dream,...
Beast's Revenge Part 4
Shoving his fist further into Gaston, the man gasped with sheer lustful pleasure. He could feel himself stretching to beyond normality, he felt his cock bobbing up and down between his legs, thick ropes of precum saturating the sheets beneath him. ...
Beast's Revenge Part 3
The beast grinned seductively at his prey. "Getting so submissive now, are we?" His long fingers began to glide across the now hairless chest of Gaston. The man quivered and whined. There was fear in his tone, and it just turned the beast on even...
Beast's Revenge - Part 2
Suddenly Gaston snapped out of the odd hypnosis that he had found himself in. His eyes blinked and he practically spat out that large penis. "WHAT THE FUCK!" He said spitting and grunting. "Get the fuck off me!" That was it, that was the last...
Beast's Revenge - Part 1
Gaston looked frightened, horror written all over his facial features. He knew that he was bound to die tonight. He squirmed, wriggled and struggled as much as possible. But the beast's grip only grew tighter around his neck. Gaston gasped for...
My First Cock Vore Story
A savage Autumn wind swept past the forest. Its invisible fingers eagerly grasping at the leafless branches, causing them to shift back and forth in various directions. The wind also picked up the leaves that scattered upon the forest floor, torrents...