Welcome to Choose Your Own Smut. This story is going to be modeled like a choose your own adventure book, but instead of adventure, you'll find smut. Lots of smut. Enjoy.What's next? Doctor Who Marvel DC I’m a guy What's next? Doctor Who Marvel DC I’m a guy...
Disclaimer: SPH-focused, softcore with no female nudity. Also, I am not a doctor or anything, so don't think things I write about hospitals or carpal tunnel syndrome or medical procedure are necessarily true or even real. Thank you. *** A pain in my wrist got really bad one day and I went to the hospital, complaining of what I thought was carpal tunnel. T...
(You can use the Chapter Select option below to jump to particular parts of the story, or get a list of smut scenes.) “Have a nice day…” you mumble, your cheek resting against the pillow while your body lies limp in your bed. The woman on top of you, having just finished fucking you senseless with a strapon, rolls over and starts getting dressed. Before you’...
The ancient Olympian gods have been reincarnated in the modern age as semi-mortal beings with human lifespans, but powers comparable to what they once held. Having taken human identities, the gods now live new lives in the mortal world, gravitating to occupations appealing to their ancient divine portfolios. For example, Zeus and Hera now have become the own...
The fat man was sweating so much that one might think he was attempting to solve Los Angeles' current water shortage. His body's exudation of mammoth quantities of perspiration had nothing to do with the temperature of the room. No, the dim lit room was well ventilated, and a couple of desk fans kept the room's climate as pleasant as a picnic by a bubbling b...
It is my first week at Downton Books. I have spent three days working in the stock room, unpacking deliveries, logging new arrivals, and then stocking shelves. But now Christina has promoted me to join Austin at the front counter. 'Mrs da Silva,' Austin mutters. And he nods in the direction of the smartly-dressed woman with silver-streaked hair who has just...
This story is just a bit of light hearted fun. There are no great charactersations, just pure smut for the most part. I hope you get a chuckle from it at the very least. Unless of course this exact same scenario has actually happened to you. In that case, you have my sincere condolences. Feel free to contact me and i'll give you the number of a great thera...
Part 1: The Screening The room she stood in was vast, quiet and dim, and the windows running from floor to ceiling on two sides gave her a magnificent view of the city while insulating her from the noise and confusion of the streets below. From here on the fortieth floor she could make even make out her own flat. It wasn't far, but for all the connection sh...
Warnings: Drug use and abduction. Don't try this at home, as you will likely get arrested. A/N: I'm just here to write delicious Victorian femdom smut. As always, a solid THANK YOU to Brenda for beta-ing this. ***~~~SS~~~*** Upon waking up, Jonathan took note of a few things. One- his head felt like it was stuffed with cotton, his limbs felt heavy, and...
Writing smut, like any other kind of writing, takes a certain amount of skill and knowledge. Some writing skills are not required, such as establishing characters or plot development, because the only thing the dedicated readers of smut care about is graphic sex, and the more detailed it is, the better. Character is less important than the sizes of his cock...