Author's Note: I've tried to create a sandbox for some characters to act out a few ideas I had. Rather than create whole new worlds for each story, I've tried to create an environment where a whole bunch of stuff can happen. The rules of this sandbox borrow quite a bit from contemporary pop-science ideas, such as the Many Worlds ideas in cosmology. These s...
Of course we all know that everyone who does anything roleplay-ish online from cybersex to describing taking off an overcloak to founding a house that exists only as little ones and zeros must have too much free time and not enough social skill to get along in the "real world". Right? Okay, maybe not. There certainly are people with too much free time, he...
Hello all! I decided to include this document for the enjoyment of my faithful readers who have cheered me on, and voted so generously for the stories included in my novella. The following document includes the syllabus handed out by Dr. Meredith Green to her Exploring Human Sexuality class at the start of the semester. It outlines the topics the class is to...
It was my first day on the job. I didn't really like my cubicle that I was assigned to. There wasn't any easy way to see out. I thought about arranging the whole thing so that looking out would be easy. All I'd have to do is look up. The more I thought about it, the better of an idea it seemed. That way, the screen would be hidden and I would be much more av...
(Chapter 12) "Smoke and Shadows" (circa-1976) "Fucking Stephanie Monroe...Fucking mad woman...Fucking violent husbands," he muttered to himself, yawning into a clenched fist, keeping his eyes on the rear-view mirror, making a mental note to cross 'The Bridge Hotel' off his list of social venues. The sudden impact of the car mounting the pavement and crash...
(Chapter 14) "A Question of Gender" (circa-1980) If someone had told him that one day he would fuck a middle-aged woman with a broken leg, who would then persuade him to join a swingers club and participate in group sex in a room full of faceless strangers, he would have said they were on drugs or completely mad. But there he was leaving the Cavendish Cl...
"Today is the day." thought Ananya as she sat on the bed looking at herself in the mirror. Ananya had just come out of the bath with the towel wrapped around her waist and white cotton t-shirt covering her torso. Outside the bedroom, her Mother was busy cooking in the kitchen while her younger brother was watching TV in the living room. Ananya removed her...
Em answered the ad in the paper on Saturday. Money had been short recently; her landlord had been around twice, left notes under her door about last month's rent. The job sounded perfect. The ad read: quick easy money – $500 for 4 hours female subjects aged 20-40 desired for study in new technological field no experience necessary The man on the phone seem...
(Hi All. This is one of the first erotic stories I ever wrote, back in the days of yore. It was never really written with CHYOA's format in mind, but I figured it's worth a shot to submit. The perspectives change between characters and it's primarily women being desperate for men. If there's any further interest or it seems like it gets a decent amount of su...
solemnly, i slowly open the thick, wooden door and peer through the dimly lit room. it is just as i had expected. i enter slowly, almost with a resignation. as i walk barefoot into the room, i know what is to come. i am not greeted, and though i am examined by hunting, darting eyes, no one moves toward me. the room is large, perhaps the great room of a gothi...