The first full week of my summer work, the team-building in Southern France, had already changed me from a shy 19 year old boy into a young man who had experienced the intense excitement of showing off his whole body and its sexual functions to an appreciative female audience. My new lady boss, Candice, and her female colleagues had thoroughly entertained th...
Sometimes in the summer, when the sun would melt the asphalt and the wilt the church's immaculate green lawn, my friends and I would jump on our bikes and ride down to Willow Falls. It's three miles from town, through two trailer parks, past the dollar store, and over a highway. If you're still alive after playing Frogger on Rt. 22, you have two options. Eit...
This is a work of erotic fan fiction. Fetishes included are: Futanari, huge cock, giantess (technically mini-person), autofellatio and autopaizuri. This series is dedicated to good story, characters, and setting as well as sex. This chapter is mostly about introductions and world building, and has only one erotic scene at the end. Sex-to-story ratio: 2/8 Ch...
Saturday afternoon, late April. It was sunny outside, but no one could get out for a stroll. Everybody had to stay home, by order of the government, because a stupid disease had been spreading all over the world for two months and a half. "I'm so bored" complained Luca. "Me too" yawned Gina. "I just finished watching nine seasons of The Office. Twice." Lu...
As the school year wound down, I got sick and tired of hearing the questions. Well, THE question-namely, "Did you really fuck Bridget Landau?" Bridget was untouchable, unattainable, and the idea that a relative non-entity like myself had fucked her brains out had my classmates questioning the sanity of the Universe. Mere mortals don't couple with goddesses....
Dear Shoeblossom: I've enjoyed the letters I've read, and I wanted to tell you of my unique relationship with my dominant wife, Beatrix, "Trix" for short. I am Doctor Lionel Lithgow, author of 20 books... University professor of physics... And president of the biggest quantum physics research facility in the Western Hemisphere... But at home I'm just a...
Three Rivers It was a sun-sparkling afternoon when Dick Parker returned home from Pinkney's Hobbies with a fresh, new bottle of model glue. The young man planned to spend his free time putting together a model of an ARC-170 Starfighter and drift blissfully into his own little world. Dick figured he would then join his step mom, stepsis, and also Ms. Krend...
Notes from the author: Hi again everyone! This is another tale in my 22nd-23rd century solar system fantasy, of which I am rather fond. Technically, it is tied with The Calling of the Stars, but you do not need to have read it first. To be quite honest with you, with this story I mainly sought a valid excuse to have fun with unearthly body properties, such a...