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The Garden Recondite Pt. 05

by Drmaxc on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Danielle sat quietly, swinging her legs on the old green seat in the shade of the tree at the place Siobhan and she always met. Her brown legs poked out from under her light cotton dress. She looked down at them and liked what she saw. Shapely and feminine, a good pair of legs in brown strappy sandals. Not just decorative legs but good strong legs which coul...

The Gardener

by erotiquill on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Bailey surveyed the landscape he had tended for some 37 years. He had wandered into the Henderson Estate, a seventeen year old black kid going nowhere in particular, and asked for a job. Mr. Henderson put him to work with old Rawlings, the gardener, and the rest, as they say, is history. When Rawlings retired, Bailey just carried on by himself. He discovere...

An Introduction to Botanical Art

by VitaTractus on Jul 14, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

An Extract from the Notebooks of Professor Valerious Conuletes As recorded by Alistair Mason 'Pip' McCosey An Introduction to Botanical Art Emily came to Professor Conuletes at Tewit Grange for help and advice some months previously. She had been very depressed and the Professor had showed her ways to lift her spirits. She had tried country walks on advi...

Poppy Flower

by PrevertOne on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The meteor was from a dead planet, destroyed by an asteroid. It contained seeds from the planet's once lush jungle. The force of the impact killed the planet but sent life - bearing fragments hurtling into space; for several hundred millennia the meteor drifted. It crashed onto another world, embedding in the ice covering much of the continent. The only cr...

WC 104: Angie's Outdoor No More?

by Rumple Foreskin on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

WC 104: Angie's Outdoor Antics End In the opinion of Angie Eveready, she might be in the Garden of Eden, except that ancient arcadia lacked a heated swimming pool. In reality, she was in the backyard of her half-Greek, half-Italian chiropractor, Dr. Ari A. Fresca, but that was close enough for her. She lay stretched out on a towel, nude and glistening with...

The Flowering Tree

by Case21 on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

There once was a young woman who lived in the woods and had lived there all her life. From her budding as a tiny girl, she had opened and blossomed into maturity, living all alone except for her aged grandmother. It was now the early spring of her twenty-first year. She was walking in the woods at sunset when she heard something. A voice. She often walked in...

An Erotic Bouquet

by Aurora Black on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Valentine's is by far the busiest time of year at her modest flower shop; in the days leading up to the big event of love, hundreds of men and women passed through her doors to purchase the perfect selections of flowers and plants for their loved ones. She usually played the part of the helpful salesperson, smiling and offering her advice to help customers f...

In My Wildest Dreams

by Lenny on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

I am walking on the banks of a small stream somewhere in the mountains above Nevada City, surrounded by the cacophony of countless birds, a chorus of frogs, and what seems like thousands of crickets and cicadas. The light is high yet filtered through a layer of wispy clouds and it falls gently to my eyes between the branches of small saplings that litter the...

Goodnight

by geoguyinla on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

As you close your eyes and go to sleep. Remember these words to bring us together. In a world of day to day survival, sometimes we just need to relax and take a journey to nowhere. We need to walk in our mind to a place of warmth to recharge our hopes and dreams. There is a timeless cave on the other side of this world. It is behind a magnificient water fal...

The Most Beautiful Art

by Cndrlla69 on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Normally trekking through an old growth oak forest would be the cat's meow for me. After all, I am an ecology major just on the verge of graduation. The thought of graduation reminded me once again why I was here in these woods and my ire rose. Damn art requirement and damn counselor who had realized I was missing it! I hate art. I can't even draw stick figu...