No one else has been around the place all day. It was hot out, but still nice. I finished loading the dirt and compost with the wheelbarrow. I eyed the bath house by the barn. I was stinky and sticky. I crawled through the window of the little building, held together by cedar posts and bailing wire, and turned on the tub. I splashed my face and drank some wa...
The short fat guy was speaking fast as he guzzled his beer from his bottle. In my dream, William Burroughs was working as a hired hand on the farm I grew up on. I'd just got out of a situation working for evil, twisted rednecks where I could not figure out my responsibilities nor what my job was; yet if I didn't get it done I was gonna be in deep shit. Burro...
The breeze ruffled through Dirk's hair like the fingers of a lover. He smiled, enjoying the playful caresses along his scalp. He picked up his speed and the wind reciprocated. What had been flirting before was now full on foreplay. That was probably taking the metaphor too far. He was running really fast. It was kind of fun. Not long ago he'd been ashamed...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
A Tale of [The Far Shore] continuing the story of Jeanie, a fitness nut whose wish to be a miracle worker resulted in her becoming a jinni. Summoned to grant her first wish, this chapter features women getting buff, female to altersex transformation, a character becoming a centaur, size play themes, sapphic romance, shared sensations, unexpected outcomes, an...
fPompey lay in the back of the wagon and tried to take a nap which was difficult on the bumpy hard packed but rutted dirt road. It was spring and the smell of the fresh flowers and the manure laded fields brought the primal instincts of rebirth and reproduction to all of life. Unlike the many thousands of unfortunates who had perished during the trip Pompey...
This is based off of the TV show The Flash, the sex scenes and some other scenes are not part of the show but I personally added them into the story. ***** Barry was panting as he ran through the bustling crowd of central city, going against the direction of the group of people on the sidewalk. "Sorry," he said as He pushed past a person. "The second robb...
UrbanSlut on Literotica has written a lovely story titled 'The Fifty Rupee Whore.' This story provides the male perspective of the story. As everyone has their own viewpoint, the man has a different account of the events. ------------------------------------------------ My name is Birju. I do not know how to read or write. Actually my vocabulary is only a...
The automatic gate slammed shut behind our U-Haul trailer. We're were moving into our dream home in Tuscany Estates, a yuppie's fantasy Italian village recreated in American suburbia. It was a theme park, Olive Garden-vision of Italy. As a reminder of the glory of ancient Rome, broken columns were clumped together like pickup-sticks as the centerpiece for d...
Trust Fall Book One of The Trust Trilogy Tess Quince Chapter Six HE'S GONE. BEN SHEPPARD IS gone. Danny's side of the bed is empty. The house has a vacant quiet to it. I'm sad and a little angry until I see a note on my nightstand next to a glass of orange juice. It's a single piece of paper tented with a fold. Written on the side facing me is my name....