The feel of his embrace
Well I bet you are wondering why I'm writing to you, it's a bit of a long story, in fact it's my whole life really. It started back when I was fifteen and my parents brought me to this caravan park, where I'm staying right now. Sand Haven, a small park...
Ice Cream At The Pier
Dear Peter, Every detail of your face was breath-taking in the dying light. I know it sounds cheesy, but how else am I supposed to describe it? You're the wordsmith, not me. I'm just the dumb jock who comes down every year for his summer vacation to...
Sand of broken dreams
Sand of Broken Dreams. A wisp of fresh air washed into the wooden cabin, driving away the smell of sweat that clung to the cabin like glue. A ray of sunlight hit the eyes of a teenager about, sixteen years old by the looks of him. He had himself...
Time For Some Fun in the Sun
Renzyl sighed contently as he sat back in one of the many beach chairs that bordered the crystal blue ocean, his black, shiny latex body clad only in a red speedo of a similar quality as his rubbery skin. He felt the waves tickle against his toe claws...
White Nights
_For Gabriel Clyde and Seth Drake, who know all too well_ The tall white Borzoi sat at his midnight table outside the café, enjoying the strange and magical sensations of the fragile light all around him. It was and it was not like twilight; it...
The Last day of summer; a Gray Muzzle story
The Last day of summer; a Gray Muzzle story Summer is not a wonderful time to be a writer. Living in a New York City apartment may be great for material, but the realities are not so pleasant. No air conditioning means open windows, and the dirt,...
Learning to Swim
A perfect ribbon of sand stretches out to left and right. It's clean, so clean and white it almost hurts to look at in the summer sun. Thats why I have my sunglasses on, of course, and a hat. And my flip-flops; as much as I hate them, I hate burnt paws...
Giving Matty Milk
"Yes Mrs. Evant." I said dutifully every few sentences trying not to stare a her chest while she smiled at me. She reached out and pat my head as I wiggled my tufted ears, I knew she found it cute. I'm Chris a fourteen year old lynx living three houses...
Caught in Mid-Stream
When you get older, you ponder things you didn't care about in your youth. When the hormones run high, and your muscles are eager for exercise, you have very few things that occupy your mind. If you're male, you think with your...
Birthday Bar Vore
How do you show your mate that you love him? You vore him. In the furry kingdom vore is pretty much the ultimate way to show your love for one another. For example Spring and his mate Vincent, they love each other very much. So this gonna be a story...
Make the Most of It
I figured I'd try my paw at one of these SoFurry Writing Contests, so I wrote this little ditty up for the [SoFurry Summer Adventures Short Story Contest](https://www.sofurry.com/forum/view/thread?id=34804). I must admit this was quite challenging for...
Wolves of Summer
Wolves of Summer At the first light of dawn, the air spoke her name. The first day of summer, late June once again. I traveled the old path, marched sure along the stream, long have I waited this sight to be seen. Placed at her feet, a flowering...