Oasis BeckoningAuthor(s): Jacqueline Brocker
(Available in epub, mobi, and pdf)
Publication Date: February 13, 2013
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Genres: Erotica, Fantasy, Historical, Supernatural
Tags: creature, f/m, person(s) of color, Short Story, Strange Appetites, water
At the edge, the pool was shallow, so he settled down with his arms resting on the edge and the water up to his chest. It cooled the scars and rashes on his skin. A gentle current drifted around his toes, and he felt his groin quiver and tingle as his cock and balls rested in the water. It was comforting, not arousing. He smirked, and wondered if he would ever feel that sensation again.
Then he sighed. At last the vast expanse of sand and dirt, with its looming white-blue sky and incandescent sun, was behind him. As was his village, the place that had ceased to be his home when the army came, when the echoes of rifles and cannons had scattered everyone, when small planes had dipped so close to their huts and dropped firebombs to the huts and houses, when he’d grabbed what he could and ran into the wilderness that had turned into gaping, dry space.
This new land was quite different from his own. Would he be welcomed here? Would the people have heard of what had happened to his home? There had been no border markers, but he had never had any official papers. Would they send him straight back to face the army who was supposed to protect him?
The gentle lap of the water, and the cool breeze drifting over the pool, overcame him, encouraged him to succumb to the weariness which wafted over him. His worries were soon replaced with gratitude for his life, and soon, he closed his eyes, leaned back and slept.
And all the while, the water watched him.
She delighted in his joy at finding her; he gave her all his attention. His hurried grasping at her, the drinking to satiation, was thrilling, for it had been a long time since anyone had taken their fill of her. His hands—his long, trembling fingers—reawakened her to her purpose.
She knew the desert could break a person’s spirit, and his had been on the edge when he’d crashed through the bushes. But the water had brought a look other than desperation back to his eyes, a look that spoke of a resolute will to live.
The water was glad the desert had not deadened him. Her plans would not work if his mind was gone.
An Anthology of Truly Bizarre Erotic Stories
Edited by Lon Sarver
Hunger is irrepressible. One can only ignore it for so long, and then the emptiness refuses to let go. The ache to be filled becomes a constant companion, with an opinion on every thing—and everyone—one sees. After that, hunger eclipses all other considerations. All other sensations dull, all other thoughts fade. There’s only the hungry, demanding flesh and its strange appetites.
Presented for your consumption are eleven tales of hunger and obsession. Here are jaded sexual adventurers, lost souls, frustrated dreamers, and a few who find themselves willing to pay any price to survive. There are monsters, as well, but they aren’t always the villains.
Take this book home to devour at your leisure. Nibble just one story a night, or wolf the whole thing down at once, however satisfies your desire. And if, when you’re done, something doesn’t feel quite right, ask yourself: What’s eating you?