Spring Onions Stories

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Saying Good-bye To The Onions

by szuszi on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

You’ve told me not to hold dinner, you’re going to be late. But I hate eating alone. And, I’m actually not all that hungry. I’m just as happy to wait, everything ready for your return. Finally, you burst into the kitchen, grab me up into your arms before I can put a flame under the soup again. Your laughter vibrates through my whole body. "Ha! I was right....

Community

by Tara_Neale on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Nanny's house was a small, two bedrooms, wooden framed one near a cotton mill. She and my great-grandfather had worked at the mill. Back in those days, the companies felt it was best to have workers that lived near the mills. They built what was called mill villages, dozens and hundreds of basic houses near their plants. Then they sold them to the workers, t...

Mr. Mushroom Traps His Dinner

by DoctorTripper on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Everyone (and everything) in this story was over eighteen years old at the time of writing. --- He was new to the town, having moved for work, and he had moved into the apartment six weeks before. His wife would follow in another two long weeks. He was lonely, but he consoled himself with lengthy ambles through the Mid Western town's abundant forested park...

The Red Moon's Power: A Sea of Exploration Ch. 02

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

Well here's my next chapter n.n I decided to dedicate this one to ladybug71. I never had anyone favorite so many of my stories in one go! You're awesome! - - - - - - - - - - Lacreshia found herself tied to her own bed with satin cloth. Her own clothing had been stripped and now she was wearing nothing but some tight little ...what the hell was it? A m...

A Girl on the Bus Pt. 07

by electricblue66 on May 4, 2020
Mature

"Adam," Delilah's voice on the phone was in my ear, the memory of her naked beauty in my head: the little gold cross between her breasts lying on a tiny bed of freckles. I'd counted each one, there were twelve. "I can't do this. I'd never thought I could do without people." I never thought I could do without you. "Can we go shopping?" she asked. "I need so...

A Girl on the Bus - After Covid 19

by electricblue66 on Apr 14, 2020
Mature

"Adam," Delilah's voice on the phone was in my ear, the memory of her naked beauty in my head: the little gold cross between her breasts lying on a tiny bed of freckles. I'd counted each one, there were twelve. "I can't do this. I'd never thought I could do without people." I never thought I could do without you. "Can we go shopping?" she asked. "I need so...

Softly, She Treads Ch. 03

by XyJonah on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

V. He saw no sign of her for days after his outburst; neither food nor drink was prepared or brought for him, the fire was not stoked and no outline of her appeared upon the pile of rocks, though the weather remained fine. Hester struggled to supply his own needs; a fact which added further shame to that which he already felt for his outburst. He took to th...

The Gang

by bobolino on Apr 22, 2025

Today I was planning a pesto with salami and spring onions. I grabbed everything I needed for that recipe, along with the usual staples such as pasta and flour. The fact that there weren't hardly any women around made shopping a more relaxing experience. I can't really explain it to you but the constant attention that they give me sometimes makes me nervous...

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Love In Time Of Goddamn Arab Spring

by The_Virgin_Priestess on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

There is no underage sex in my story. Ahmad was a thirty-three years old single Egyptian man, living alone in Old Cairo. He was a secular, believing in Deism and Western civilization values. And he disliked Theocratic Abrahamic Terrorist nations like Saudi Entity KSA and Zionist Entity, Afghanistan, Somalia, Pakistan, Erdogan's and Justice and Development...

Gray Lake Wolves Pt. 04

by LittleRed12 on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

After my conversation with Yara, I expect to wake up alone the next morning, but I'm pleasantly surprised to find a warm body cuddled up against my back. Grayson's nose is pressed into that spot underneath my ear that he seems to love so much and his arm is thrown over my side with his hand splayed across my belly. His morning erection is nestled into my ba...