"Dorothy gets horny on the way to OZ"
Dorothy and the Scarecrow were off to see the Wizard when they came to a poppy field and Dorothy grew sleepy. While the Tin Man and the Lion went off to find some help or some coffee, the Scarecrow decided...
“It’s wrong! She’ll know!” I plead. Because I’ll tell her.You know I can’t resist you. Before, you rejected my love.Now, here, you ambushed me.Your cunt—slick and hot from your premeditation—traps my cock—helplessly rigid from your wet panties smearing my lips....
They spread out amidst the flowers (Papaver rhoeas, he said). Waves of shimmering heat turned the blooms into a lush impasto, thick incarnadine whorls. High growths and grasses concealed them. Possessions sat by mute and offended, waiting for the attention they would...
"You either take a chance, or you wonder forever..."
We’ve been best friends forever, since we were kids playing little league ball. I’ve watched you grow into this amazing man; I’m so proud of you!But lately when I hug you, I feel butterflies in my stomach. I wonder if...
"My affairs during the Crazy Years"
I celebrated my first manuscript by fucking my first French Communist.It was France during the Crazy Years, the Années Folles. American writers surged into Paris. It was Prohibition in America; I arrived to enjoy the cafes and French culture after...
"A girl, a guy, some old tech."
"A typewriter? Who brings a fucking typewriter out into the middle of a field?And it's a Smith Corona. Probably infected. I'm staying away from you." His questioning tone had devolved into incoherent grumbling as he made to rise. But she was...
"What's with the typewriter?""You were complaining about writer's block; I thought it might inspire you.""It doesn't, but I don't care. As long as I am riding your cock and watching your face, you can bring whatever you want."Flowers, typewriters, the sun,...
"She dreamt of this for years and finally was in a position to make it happen!"
She slipped into the locker room unannounced before they even realized she was there. She stripped and strolled through, gently touching bodies as she went.All were surprised at first, but her touch settled any trepidation. They slowly followed her to...
Poppy fields stretched across the landscape, towards the horizon. Two lovers in a passionate embrace laid on the ground, surrounded by a sea of poppies.His lover's legs spread wide, there was one flower he wanted to taste. With his tongue,...
"We'll never know"
“Those books and letters are fascinating. My grandfather must have died close to here.”“Yes, he does describe our ancestral farm, as mentioned in my grandmother’s diaries.”“There’s also that cryptic notation in the letters and in the diaries about visiting a...
