Scarecrow Stories

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Huntress

by Scarecrow on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Diana awoke with a start in the deepest part of the night. She stirred as her eyes focused from their sleepy blur and slowly pulled her naked form out her bed. Kept trim and fit by daily workouts, Diana was a gorgeous young woman. In her early twenties, she had waist length, black hair, hanging from her head in loose curls. Her skin was brown from a Latin he...

Scarecrow

by steve w on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

One man stood alone. One small man. No, that’s not true. He wasn’t a small man. Just small-minded. Mean of spirit. The field swayed around him. Wave after wave of corn, slapped by the wind this way and that. It seethed as it moved, glancing first north, then south, as the capricious breeze threatened it from every angle. And still the man stood. Silent....

Scarecrow Pt. 01

by grunhaut on Jul 6, 2020
BDSM

So late! Elise prides herself on being on time. But when the Uber driver refuses to take her up the long, gravel drive to the tall woman's cottage, she has to walk the last half-mile. Twenty-six years old, athletic, brown hair tied in a bun, in her best blue business dress, stockings and black pumps, she pulls her roller bag behind her and feels out of pl...

Scarecrow Pt. 02

by grunhaut on Jul 13, 2020
BDSM

"Take off my dress," Elise tells herself, "okay, right." But it feels weird to do that here, in the dining room of this woman's house, and with that other girl, Mule, around. Elise has always been shy about showing herself off and especially in front of strangers. A large grandfather clock stands in the corner beside the archway to the kitchen beyond. The...

Scarecrow Pt. 03

by grunhaut on Aug 31, 2020
BDSM

Elise has never felt so small and fragile and alone. Knocked down naked on all fours on the patio behind the tall woman's house, she examines the heel of her scraped palm. Then glances to the top of the stairs where Mule, the dusky-haired girl, stands with her hands on her hips and glares down as if she has never seen something so pathetic and useless befor...

Scarecrow Pt. 04

by grunhaut on Sep 14, 2020
BDSM

It is the third day Scarecrow is naked and fighting to keep her composure in the cornfield. She holds her breath, dares not move. "Be still," she tells herself. "Be still." This time, a hornet, or bee, or horsefly or whatever buzzes her sun-freckled shoulders, zips between her legs up and around, lands on her breast, walks its way to her nipple. And sits...

Of Scarecrows and Corn Poles

by mabinogionx on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Annie was cycling home from work. It was getting very late; darkness had fallen, and a nagging, drizzling rain fell -- the type of rain that doesn't seem too bad when you're sitting inside, staring out the window, but that completely soaks you once you're outside. Annie kept pedaling and grit her teeth. About fifteen more minutes, and she'd be home. It had...

You & I: Night of Passion

by Social Scarecrow on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The moon was full as I slowly walked into the woods, removing an article of clothing every few feet. I had started out wearing a black sleeveless shirt with a black windbreaker and black jeans and combat boots. Now I was wearing slinky black lingerie. It dipped down in a lacy V between my breasts. Lace ran down each side of the garment, and curved into anoth...

The Scarecrow's Revenge

by TheBigandBaldGuy on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

There he hung, all those long painful years. There he hung, planning his revenge and waiting for this Halloween night, this very night to have his sweet revenge. The scarecrow had been placed in the field years earlier, made of all the things scarecrows normally are: a burlap bag for a head with buttons as eyes and stitching for a mouth, old farm clothes, a...

Halloween Scarecrow

by Thistlethorn on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

© Edited by Penn Lady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. This is a submission for the Halloween contest. Please comment and vote. Thank you! * "Hey, guess who remembers we still exist?" Violet asked as she entered the pack house library, waving what appeared to be computer print-outs above her head. The lithe young woman strod...