This story was written for the 2019 Geek Pride Event. It's mostly non-erotic but it has some sex-talk and lots of physics. The story is set in the same narrative universe as Every Man's Fantasy and takes place five years before the start of chapter 1. It describes an event in the early career of one of that story's geekiest heroines. I hope you enjoy it....
Women shouldn't get tattoos. Women shouldn't wear pants. Men shouldn't wear skirts. (Please don't tell the Scots.) Jewelry is for women, for sure! Men hunt. Women gather. Period. And absolutely, nail polish is only for women! It's fun and surely interesting to consider gender. The more I consider it, the more I agree that gender is not a biological iss...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old I was seated on the Hogwarts Express. My wand busy at work drawing and planning. It was going to be an exciting year. The first three I was young, inexperienced, and quite frankly, foolish. This year was going to be different. The train's horn sounded, it was a final warning before it took off. I heard t...
Hi. My name is John Doe. I'm a graduate student studying in Boston. This is about how I ended up fucking an Asian woman and her daughters. I was walking in Boston Common one day, when I saw a woman jogging through the park, hardly clothed. I followed behind her, hardly able to contain my boner staring at this woman's tight, perfect bubble ass, wiggling in a...
He was a nobody by anyone's standards. Tall and yet still overweight, he was the butt of many crude jokes, but he never cared. He always brushed people off with little concern for the petty snipes and jokes. He only wanted to be left to his art and now even that was in jeopardy as the last bus he could catch to his own art show blew past the stop without a c...
I stepped out the shower and felt my warmed feet touch the cold tile floor. The steam had fogged up the mirror, so I had to wipe it away with a towel. There I was. Gwen DiAngelo. My Italian mother gave me my massive chest: heavy and firm, Triple D, and swollen with pride, and an accent that took all my years of college to break. My Russo-Polish father didn't...
I hated my sister and she hated me. It has always been that way. Growing up Naomi resented getting stuck with me and I wasn’t any happy having her as a babysitter. When we were very young fights always started with us trading insults but they ended with biting, scratching, and slapping. Thankfully, we grew out of that by the time we were in high school toget...
With a sharp exhale, the red headed elf rises from her bed. Stretching her long limbs, the elf yawns, her bare feet touching the wooden floor beneath her feet. As she smacks her lips to get a taste of the morning, she looks down at herself. Her skin has a healthy tan from years of living in the wilderness, her body covered in freckles. "Perfect. Absolu...
It was just a perfect day. Bright sunshine and a warm breeze greeted me as you headed out to the beach. You hadn't had any real opportunity this whole year to just go and soak up the sun. There was no way you were going to let anything or anyone derail your plans. As you got to your car you popped open the door. Unslinging the only bag you had with you, you...
By the end of December 2013, I had already been two years away from India, having (temporarily) relocated to Hanoi, Vietnam in 2011. As head of the Asia-Pacific region for a French international engineering conglomerate, I had set up regional headquarters in New Delhi. However, because of an unexpected resignation of my GM in Hanoi, I had moved there to ensu...