Automated Farm Stories

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Sin City

by Ghosthand on Mar 2, 2020
Mature

The year is 2245. Over the course of humanity we have changed so much. From bands of scavengers, to tribes, to communities, to cities, to states, to countries, to the world government. The stone age gave way to the bronze age, the iron age, the steel revolution, the technology age, the fusion age, the antimatter age. We now have a full colony on the moon and...

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A Peony for Your Thoughts

by Knobgoblin on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

"A peony for your thoughts!" A soft voice spoke near me, breaking me out of my daydream. It was Eleanor Carter from the flower stall next to my location at the Farmer's Market. She was holding a beautiful, deep magenta flower, out to me. I reached over the display of organic tomatoes and took the offering. "Thanks Eleanor." I responded to the pretty young w...

The Chair Ch. 24

by Rickd_1960 on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

He could tell from the moment he walked into the apartment that tonight was going to be something special. The redhead was dressed in a black corset that hugged her body in such a delectable way. The attached garters held up a pair of sheer black stockings and on her feet were a pair of stiletto heels. She greeted him at the door with a big hug and long pass...

Julia Milks Her Colleague Ch. 02

by JohntheRapturist on Apr 23, 2018
Fetish

Julia pulled out her toolbox, grinning as it rattled across the floor. It was a huge, heavy thing, bound in faux black leather with satin nickel struts and latches. She fished out a small, heart-shaped key. The lock came open with a snicking sound. Julia was all legs and curves, a red headed and green-eyed vision of Amazonian paradise. Tommy, if he'd known...

A World Without Heroes until Now

by gothamalleyviper on Jun 1, 2018
MILF

{Jean-Claude, good morning,} the friendly voice called from the control room. {Ah, Steven. Good Morning,} Jean-Claude smiled as he entered, {Is that professor Von Stieger?} {Yes, Doctor Estelle, I am Professor Von Stieger,}, the woman turned and said in French. {I do understand you. Even if you have Belgian accents.} [And I wanted to practice my German,] Jea...

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Supergirl's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

by mlod on Nov 24, 2019
Fan Fiction

XXXXXXXXXXX I enjoy seeing what ideas other people come up with based on this, anyone is welcome to add chapters. I'm going to be focusing my writing on continuing the chapters that get the most likes, as a minimum chapters with 5+ likes get a sequel, chapters with 10+ likes get two and so on. Chapters with the most likes get updated first! XXXXXXXXXXX &quot...

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A Woman's World Pt. 03

by batotit on Sep 18, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The bed creaked again as Cassandra's hips ground her pelvis in my face. We were in a 69 position, and she moaned as she sank her pussy even deeper into my waiting tongue. I held her inner thigh to give me some control over her movement because if not, I might suffocate since her entire thigh covers my head. She held on to my throbbing dick as she moaned ev...

The Host Ch. 02

by purpleruff on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Yeva lay in the dim gray quarantine cell. The company had not isolated her for fear of contagion, though she tried to warn them she might have contracted one from her encounter with an unknown alien life-form. They just wanted to keep her "condition" out of the other soldiers' sight. Lifting her head from the foam pillow molded into the cot, she looked down...

Creamy Island Ch. 25

by AsheramL on Mar 26, 2018
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 25: Complete Desire The next few days, news quickly made its rounds among the techs, scientists, and researchers on the small island that Ezenia had a new pet, and was using her to completely humiliate the workers. Carrie's ordeal and the subsequent release of a certain tape to her family had made all of the women fear for themselves. Even though th...

On the Open Sea

by mcmurryae on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

He sits at the stern. Nude. She sleeps near the bow. Nude. It's just past eleven in the morning. She's stirred a few times, but otherwise she has slept restfully. The breeze moves them slowly. They're in no hurry. She sleeps under the white shade covering on the blue webbing on the port side. Their sixty-five foot trimaran is aptly named, Sleepy Days....