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And Still, It Rains
Fiction Sex Story: And Still, It Rains - Over the past 7 years, I've written 73 short stories for writing competitions, having placed (1st/2nd/3rd) in 39 of them. About half are erotic. They are ALL at or under 1,000 words, as that was a rule. So, a bunch of short stories that will make you laugh, make you cry, make you go WTF? Hard to go wrong with this many short stories for just a few bucks if you opt to go to Bookapy and buy the book. Well under a penny per word! Thank you for your consideration.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft Teenagers Coercion Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor School Incest Brother Sister BDSM Light Bond Masturbation Oral Sex Illustrated
He waited.
For fifty and six years it had traversed the lands, and for many of them, he was the king of his domain, which stretched for many miles. He’d mated, his progeny no doubt some of them had survived, too walked the Earth, though not close by if they knew what was good for them.
But now, he simply waited.
He’d been waiting, near motionless, for a couple of hours. Time didn’t matter, because eventually, it would come, then they would come, and all would be right again.
Until then, though.
Flies landed on him, then left.
At one point, a small bird landed on him. When it realized its faux pas, it quickly flew away.
He waited.
He noted with mild interest as one approached, slowly, nervously, getting ever closer to the edge. He had no doubt that it thirsted, and, certainly, there were small pockets of water from which it could drink, but, there were always perils.
It was young, not a child but not yet an adult. It had stepped down off of the ledge of weathered, brown grass and onto the muddy surface, mere feet from its destination. Its ears were fluttering to and fro as if it had radar and was searching for potential trouble.
Nary a muscle moved. Just his eye’s focus. Calculating. Whether it was advanced calculus, discerning the distance between two objects along with the estimated burst of speed required to cover the distance before escape, or, simple instinct, who knew? What was important was the interest level within its ancient, dinosaur-like brain, starting to percolate.
Bending down, lowering its head, the front legs spread wide to allow the head to come close to the murky brown water, its tongue reached out, tentatively lapping at the life-sustaining liquid, not aware that its own life was being put in jeopardy.
Still, it waited.
In its aged brain, it somehow determined that the amount of food potentially derived from the small animal was not enough to warrant the caloric expense, and more importantly, revealing itself to the rest.
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