"What the...??!" The sunlight streaming through the windshield of my car had woken me up. I was sprawled out in the driver's seat of my car, the seat back fully reclined. I lifted my seat and looked around. How did I get here? And why do I have such an awful headache? My head was pounding. In a complete panic, I searched for and found my purse. My phone, c...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, comics, companies, writers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your...
All characters are 18 years old or older. Sorry for the delay. While editing this piece I decided to add content to flesh things out and not leave parts of Booker's training and quests down to a simple time jump. I hope you enjoy. ***** Home Sweet Home: It only took a few hours to get Snow's tower the way I wanted it. The perpetual thunderstorm outside ke...
Dear MJ, I'm writing this on my tablet, in the backseat of your car as you drive to the airport, Felicia in the passenger seat, pointing out landmarks from a tour guide. I think she wants you to stay. I know I do. But it's my job—my privilege—to support you and I could never be as selfish as to ask you to turn an opportunity like this down. So don't think...
They took their lovemaking to the bedroom. After fifteen minutes, it was clearly the only furniture in the apartment that could handle them. The mattress was bumpy, the springs squeaked like hungry kittens, and the sheets, clean as they were, itched. No wonder Peter slept in pajamas; Tony Stark birthday present. With accompanying slippers. But Mary Jane di...
Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons is coincidental. A story about an adulterous encounter containing foreplay and oral consensual sex I'm Harold. Any critique on this story will be very welcome at the address in my profile. * Peter worked in an office complex that stood on a treed lot with a stream running throug...
Striking her most alluring pose, Gwen threw open the door, standing completely naked in the doorway to her apartment. Whether Steve or Green Eyes, he just became a very lucky, and very happy man. "Hi, would you like to buy a-Holy crap!" the teen in a Boy Scouts uniform shouted, his eyes bugging out. "Aw shit!" Gwen hissed and slammed the door. Just once,...
Gwen lay face down on the bed her arms were pinned tightly behind her back. She struggled but the weight on her back held her to the bed. Her breathing came in ragged gasps. Her hair was stuck to her forehead and strands of hair worked their way into her mouth as she struggled to free herself. She screamed as she felt His knees urging her legs apart spreadin...
When the semester started, life returned to normal, meaning harried. Though I no longer received the teaching stipend or housing, I still had classes to teach, seminars to attend, and the research project. Gwen took leave from her program to focus on learning German. She enrolled in an undergraduate class and regularly sought help when she struggled. Event...
"No one seems very worried about where I'm sleeping," pointed out Stephanie to the group. "From what I hear, Gwen's discovered that sleeping on top of Steve is very refreshing. Kate can have the spot next to him. I'll be relaxing on all of those muscles of his, which are said to be surprisingly comfortable." "I really hate to rain on your parade, Kate and S...