It was amazing that by now, Peter hadn't developed more of a way with women. He remembered the Playboys and Penthouses of his youth, getting passed around the class, sometimes making their way to him out of a sort of pity. By now, surely he had slept with as many women as had been in any one of those issues, and his partners were no doubt better-looking than...
"And at that very moment, I, Doctor Malpractice, will become the mistress and the ruler of the world!" The woman clamped to the table with metal cuffs yawned. "Are you finished, Mal?" Lexa Storme asked. Her evening dress hung rumpled off her body from the rough treatment the night previous, as had her medium length black hair. Far from UNITE's top field ag...
"Dammit, stupid niggers taking my man," the Asian woman said with disdain. She kicked a thug in the gut, crippling the man instantly. "You're just jealous he gave them a child instead of you," an Indian woman commented, upper-cutting a different thug in the process. "Of course I'm jealous, bitch." "That's Dr. Bitch to you." The Asian girl was dress...
Author's Note: This story is set during the period where Spider-Man was first dating the Black Cat and was wearing his black costume, before he discovered it was a living entity. Both characters are TM and © Marvel Comics and their use here is meant strictly as parody for readers 18 years and older. I actually started this story a while ago (around the time...
She came like a genie out of a bottle, almost less a part of the real world than something summoned by Peter's questing mind, his fantasies, his nightmare. It was December, bracing cold in the winter snow, even with the padding he wore underneath his spider-suit. He'd stopped on a rooftop momentarily to soak in the steam coming off a heating unit, rubbing wa...
The only plant life for miles were the flecks caught in the desert's jaws. Wherever Ivy had ended up—it could've been the Mojave or Sahara but for the two suns—she was utterly alone. Even when Harley had left her, run back to Mistah J, she'd still had the Green. Now she only had the fool's gold of sand in the blistering sunlight. And she'd been the fool, g...
Author's Note: everyone in this story is eighteen or older! I was in the middle of enjoying my summer vacation when an ex-President sat down on my face. The worst thing was that it was not entirely unexpected. "Mmphhmmmmhmm," I mumbled against a bunch of swimsuit. I felt Maddie's feet press against my belly, then her palms slap against the ground behind m...
Welcome to Chapter! This is not an episodic story, so I recommend starting at the beginning. Also, it's more story than sex, so please adjust your expectations accordingly. Finally, you know the drill: everyone doing sex is at least eighteen years old, and any resemblance to persons living, dead, or just taking a nap is coincidental. Special thanks to icedr...
Why was she doing this? Felicia Hardy had been a cat burglar, it was true, but those days were long over with. She had people to steal for her now. She could order gunmen to do a smash and grab to take anything she wanted. She could outright buy any loot she craved. Why was she bothering to sneak into a penthouse after dark to knock over one piddling safe?...
This is it, everyone! This chapter will be lighter on the sex, because it's time for the climax (the plot kind). If you haven't gotten that comic book logic and crazy sex fantasy rules are in effect yet, it is probably too late! ***** Dealing with three of the assassins had been a very pleasurable experience, but Superman was stumped on the last. Clayface...