Angie was visibly shaking when she got into my car outside her house. I hadn't told her our destination for the afternoon; she just knew that something other than her usual bedroom session was in order. While I backed out of the driveway she stared at her hands quietly, darting a glance at me every once in a while with her pretty brown eyes. She wore a very...
It had been four years since Katie last visited the farm. Her grandmother Maggie and grandfather Tom owned a small farm in a rural area that the city people referred to as cow country. They grew feed corn, clover, and hay which they sold to the neighboring dairy farms. There were a few cows, pigs, and chickens that some of the farmers traded with them for th...
Our Friday evening began like most others that we had shared lately-fighting the five o'clock traffic, rushing home to grab our bags and head out to the farm. My husband and I had been looking after his parents' place since illness had struck them and they were no longer capable of handling the five hundred acres and the chores that went with the land. We wo...
Henry "Hank" Johnson was a big strapping black man who worked on Nancy's father's farm. Nancy, a vivacious young woman with a sexual appetite that couldn't be satisfied, was well aware of Hank. But Hank seemed to be totally unaware that Nancy even existed. Nancy knew that Hank was a big, dim-witted man who did the work of an ox. But she couldn't help notice...
The bale of hay comes at me unexpectedly. I barely have time to face it and bring my arms up, let alone stop it from bouncing off my chest. I see Angela smile and hear, “Sorry!” through the hay dust. I see another bale lobbed up into the hay wagon and Angela turns to pick it up. I stack the one I have and turn to catch the next one she sends to me. I’m smili...
Although Eric had to late that morning to go to work, he promised the three of them that he would return after his shift. He kissed all of them, the Master last of all, enveloping his lean frame in his powerful arms while he drove his tongue hungrily into his lover's mouth. All three were exhausted, so instead of going off to their individual rooms, they co...
He was just about finished, testing the flow, when Eleanor Roberts came home. He heard the car, the throaty roar of the V8 engine unmistakable, and a minute or two later he heard the clack of her heels as she came out to the pool where he'd been working on the filter. "How's it going, Steve?" He reached out, picked up the plastic bag, and showed her. "That...
This is filed under Erotic Horror because as it goes along, it'll feature gruesome deaths and violence. It will, though, heavily feature incest, big tits and big dicks like most of my stuff, along with non-human magical creatures. If none of that is what you're after, don't bother continuing from here. And, as always, everyone involved is at least 18. † †...
It was a miracle that Tom was able to hold back his orgasm. If Hannah had touched him, or thrust a few more times, he couldn't have prevented a seminal eruption. Fortunately, things worked according to plan, or didn't work in this case. Determined to show her that she was more than a sex object, he willfully fought against pleasure. While she fucked him, he...
With all my finely tuned deductive skills, I didn't see it coming. Blindsided by your partner is the worst feeling a detective can have. At least the worst feeling this detective ever experienced. Good thing I'm hardboiled, thick skinned, and tough as nails... Where's my box of Puffs? As I wrote the final paycheck to Samantha Watson, my mind revisited the l...