Is The Pith Of An Orange Good For You Stories

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Scholarly Works Ch. 02

by MonsterGirlExaminer on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The scholar stood atop the wall, dressed only in the slender white gown of the garden. It had been ripped up to her thighs, exposing her knees, the band of cotton helping her to ascend the columns up to the height of the wall. She studied over the hills, a smile on her lips, as she looked down into the travelling bag. All the notes she'd carefully taken in h...

The Gorgon

by Sean Renaud on Sep 12, 2017
Illustrated

Jackie took a deep breath and adjusted the pith helmet he wore and shook his head. "I do not know how I keep finding myself in these situations. Are you certain there is no other way we can come to an agreement?" He asked looking back over his shoulder. The blonde man in the green business suit shook his head. "This is the only way you will ever see your ob...

Devouring Moon

by RetMarut on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Warm night in the Solipaz hills was less solid than Ransome Farrell expected. Stars spackled the velvet above far as eyes saw. From north relentless perimeter lights demarcated the maquiladoras and silhouetted the Mexican city's downtown. Distant brightness aside, Farrell had been correct about area illumination. Those few working streetlamps half-heartedly...

Amazonian Quicksand

by sakura_inverse on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

In the hot steamy jungle of the Amazon, Sakura took the love of her life, Angel, by the hand and gazed into her green eyes. As their lips met, their sweat-soaked skin pressed against their matching tan brown explorer outfits. When their lips parted, Sakura giggled as she saw Angel's red hair sitting neatly underneath her pith helmet. Angel giggled as well an...

Selected for Sport

by SmileWhenYouMeanIt on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

The Tahl-Mat made a quick, imperious gesture with one hand, the soft jangle of the golden bracelets adorning her wrist sounding a compelling note through the long room. Slowly silence spread on both sides of the table as one of the gorgeously plumed ladies hovering behind the seated women rustled forward to help the old empress to her feet. Alanna swallowed...

Djinn: The Discover of a Lifetime

by soiledprairiedove on Aug 30, 2017
NonHuman

Dr Madeleine Whetstone watched several lithe Arab workmen, dressed in their customary jelabiya, a long robe of once-white cotton. Most of the older men had the long gowns hitched into the belts at their waist and looped to crudely cover their groin, and some of the younger ones had dispensed with the covering on their tops, choosing instead to push down the...

The Loyal Servant

by kumar2728 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Mera naam hai Kishor Magani. Mein tis sal ka hun. Mein aur meri patni Gujarat ke ek gaanv men ek nabalig jamindar ke trustee hein. Ye hamari khud ki kahani hai. Jab mein chhota tha tab ham bahut garib the. Pitaji ke paas chaar paanch bigha jamin thi. Do saal ki lambi bimari baad pitaji mar gaye tab mein solah saal ka tha. Mein aur meri vidhava ma akele rah...

The Nile Project

by willypaw on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Seated in the small passenger plane as it nears the airport, I recall the initial assignment, two years ago, and how I was sure that it would prove to be the perfect situation to become the most miserable period of my career, if not my life. I remember thinking I should have continued my academic path into medical research instead of the outdoor pursuit of g...

Making a Sandwich

by coldamaranthine on Aug 17, 2017
Fetish

Turkey, mustard, tomatoes, romaine, a knife, a cutting board, and of course, wheat bread are out on the oak table. Having arthritis in my back, it's hard for me to sit down for long periods of time, so the breakfast table is now just a transitional area between hunger and consummation. After cutting a few slices off the tomato, I wrap it in cellophane and li...

The Shy Spider Ch. 01

by BigKatBoi on Jun 8, 2020
BDSM

Bryan was already sweating nervous bullets as he walked through the inconspicuous door marked with a large drawing of a pink web, the mark of the Orb Weavers Inn; a private club for very specific trysts. The street was almost empty of people, the building an inconspicuous hotel. As he opened the door, the concrete and brick outer wall immediately gave way to...