Why The Flowers Are Red

"Two gods decided to bless an empty world with their love."

It was on the barren plains where they first touched. But touching is only ever the beginning.The two gods laid upon the ground, letting their bodies merge together in lover’s embrace. Their passion made the world move with every thrust,...

Alison Goes to London: chapter 7 – A Working Fuck

"Professor Cuntslicker is having a bad day. And Anna has a tea party..."

 Professor Emma Jane Cuntslicker, PGCF, FD, FRSF (Fellow of the Royal Society of Fuckers), sat slumped at her desk, weighing up the events of the week. Had there ever been a worse one during the course of her entire twenty-year...

Love-Hate

"When a doomed couple can't decide if I hate each other or love each other's bodies more."

It's this idea ofLove HateThat is ruiningmy fateMy reaction toyour faceMakes a complexpsychological caseIt's that hard look inyour eyesLike I'm all that youdespiseIt's their shade of softwood brownThat's what makesme frownIt's your skin oliveor whiteMakes my mind beginto fightBut the...

I hoped someone might hear my cries but you read my mind.  I wanted someone to grasp my hand and you swept me into your arms.  I hungered for someone to touch my body, you inhabited my soul.  You held...

Alison Goes to London: chapter 6 – Tits!

"Eva shows her true colours..."

 “TITS!” declaimed Cunts, baring her own. Nor was Cunts wearing her auto-dildo today – “presumably because she doesn’t need it to suck tit!” whispered Claire to Alison as they resumed their normal stations in “the Money Lab”. Monday morning marked...

Taking a Chance

"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...

Christmas Angel

"Shy t-girl finds a dominant man to fuck her, but is it love?"

“Elfi,” a male voice barked, directly to my left. I winced as the sound exploded against my eardrums, and angry flecks of saliva slapped against my cheek. “Get back to fucking work. Now!”If that sounded harsh written in English, let...