The Mare with the Black Blade
You knew little of alcohol and meads and drink - the holy attendance of swords was more your trade \> "more than oh, anon. imagine that? sending out for swordwork, just to get your hands on fine drink."
Jiffy: Prologue & Chapter 1
“for what it's worth, i hope i made your first experience with alcohol a positive, memorable one." “i'm not sure i'd go drinking every day…" “that'd make you an alcoholic," teased the bull.
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: Drunk in Love
When Chris woke up late the next morning in Mitch's bed he was alone. The human stretched and smiled, his hand moving down to rub over his abdomen. It had been a good night, and the tuckered out ex-virgin had slept like a baby. His reflection was...
A Noir- Prolouge
It always rains here; the somber mood of this city can really get to you. It's not the darkness, nor the gray solemn streets; it's more like a dismal spirit hangs over this city. I should know, as a Detective I was always knee deep in the murder that...
MD Orc Tribe Chapter 1: Stop poking me!
Gro sat at the bar all alone that Friday night. The Half Orc had just had a long day. Not a bad one, just long. The TV was playing a rerun of some drag queen competition. Nobody in the bar was paying any attention though. It was late and only the...
Enough
You got booze at home, don't ya?" kyle spun around on his stool and hunched over the bar again. he eyed her from the side as she lounged against the bar. she wasn't wrong; booze at home would have been a lot cheaper. and a lot more tempting. "yyyyeehh.
Unintended Consequences
They always stared way too long, and the club's booze-font of happy hour didn't help anyone's manners, even if it did help the flexibility of their wallets.
The Chronicles of Vaahn - Skjald
There were half a dozen kyyreni with him, men and women, all stripped to the waist and working hard to make the rough house an alcohol-free environment.
The Prince and the Rat
His own hips moved with a certain hunger that shook his body and made his mind grow fuzzy with lust in addition to the alcohol still flowing through his blood.
The Wasteland: Party
The alcohol adding a nice punch as we made out passionately. he pulled back, letting a claw trail down my naval. he stepped away to pour more tequila, sticking the lime in his own mouth. i pulled myself up as he handed me the drink and some salt.
Sadie, Shriya, and a Tongue Like Sandpaper
This is my first foray into writing furry erotica. If you like it or have any suggestions for future stories, leave a comment please. It'd make me feel all warm and tingly inside to know that you read this and enjoyed it...
Horror Vale - ch 5
The alcohol soaked rag, the one he'd used to clean his wound, was lowered to her pussy, and he jammed it inside with one finger. the alcohol...... oh god, it burned.