Caitlin laid on the bed, facedown, ass up, presented to Killer Frost like a trussed-up turkey fresh from the oven. She actually didn’t mind. It made things simpler, being a sex object, nothing more than a piece of meat that Frost would enjoy as part of the deal they’d struck. Caitlin didn’t know if she could take being on her back, having Frost crawl over her, the two of them embracing like lovers. She’d rather be taken.
Only Frost wasn’t doin...
2019-06-29 19:00:00 +0000 UTC
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2019-06-28 18:00:00 +0000 UTC
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As Giles considered the question of his new, unwanted and yet not-at-all wanting assistant, he paced. Normally, a thorny dilemma like this would drive him to his books, pondering the various considerations subconsciously while his eyes and higher thoughts were occupied with the blunt absorption of knowledge. But Ampata was so far inside his inner sanctum that he hardly dared to dive into the darker texts without a pressing need. After all he’d cautioned Buffy about mainta...
2019-06-28 14:00:03 +0000 UTC
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“Fuck her harder, Barbara!” Felicia demanded, her words going directly into Mary Jane’s fiery red bush. She could taste both Mary Jane’s juices and the symbiote that made up Barbara’s cock; the combination was better than anything she’d ever tasted before. To see one redhead’s prick going in and out of another redhead’s clutching pussylips was just as exciting as licking Mary Jane’s pussy herself.
Mary Jane brought her lips down to Felicia’s sex an...
2019-06-27 23:01:00 +0000 UTC
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I change my rates to 3.5K words for 50 dollars, then end up writing four thousand words anyway.
2019-06-27 20:24:56 +0000 UTC
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Her opened bustier fell to either side, leaving her bare tits exposed. Roy sucked in his breath when he saw them. Dinah swayed her hips, like she had to rebalance herself to accommodate her sex. She didn’t think she’d ever been so aware of it before. Her breathing was speeding up, making her breasts heave with nothing to constrain them.
“We have to be quick,” she said. “They’ll want us back at the Clocktower soon.”
“Quick’ll be easy,” Roy said, opening his vest...
2019-06-27 18:25:07 +0000 UTC
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I wanted to give Jean a 'sexy librarian' vibe to contrast with Emma's more open seductiveness, with the obvious inference being that Jean represses or at least disguises her sexual nature, while Emma flaunts it. (Betsy is sort of the Cheryl Blossom in this analogy. Maybe she can be charmingly blunt and violent, like Drax as a hot, controversially Asian chick.) so I called upon this Saturday Night Live sketch Margot Robbie hosted. Since it's SNL, I'm guessing it's basically worthl...
2019-06-26 23:00:02 +0000 UTC
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Diana led down on the bed, never looking away from his erect manhood, her eyes sparkling every moment she looked at it. “It’s so beautiful!” she exclaimed. “I can’t wait to know how it feels inside me.”
Peter went to her, and as he crawled onto the bed, Diana took his head in her hands and pulled him to her breasts. “Here. Suck,” she said, guiding a pink nipple into his lips.
Peter let out a harsh breath as he opened his mouth and accepted the st...
2019-06-26 20:00:00 +0000 UTC
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Had this Ed Benes artwork sent to me. It actually gave me an idea for that Spider-Man CYOA I've been threatening if we hit 600. Having gotten his body back, Peter is confronted by Ms. Marvel. As it turns out, while in his body, Ock made a pass at Carol. And, not knowing they've switched back, Carol is interested in taking him up on that offer...
2019-06-25 20:38:44 +0000 UTC
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Scott spared one last look at Jean. She was the Phoenix—not just Death but Life, Destroyer as well as Creator—and appropriately enough, she struck him as the polar opposite to Emma. Emma flaunted her power, her sexuality, her beauty, everything in her arsenal. Jean tried to downplay it, as though she could be modest about coming back from the dead. As beautiful as ever, she wore a wool cardigan over a white blouse with a Peter Pan collar, her blazing hair in a bun that ...
2019-06-25 19:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Roy lay on his back, drained, his hands behind his head. His eyes were closed and he was totally satisfied.
“Mind if I suck you again?” Dinah asked, her head resting on his thigh, her eyes on the limp member still burnished by her spit.
“I don’t think you’ll get anything out of it.”
“Not really the point,” Dinah replied, nuzzling her lips around his cock. There was no cum left on it, but still it somehow tasted of his tangy seed. “We gonn...
2019-06-25 16:00:00 +0000 UTC
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As Giles considered the question of his new, unwanted and yet not-at-all wanting assistant, he paced. Normally, a thorny dilemma like this would drive him to his books, pondering the various considerations subconsciously while his eyes and higher thoughts were occupied with the blunt absorption of knowledge. But Ampata was so far inside his inner sanctum that he hardly dared to dive into the darker texts without a pressing need. After all he’d cautioned Buffy about mainta...
2019-06-25 00:44:53 +0000 UTC
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“That’s it, Monty. Fuck that little whore pussy of hers. Get your ass up, Harmony, open those cheeks or he’ll open them for you. Yeah, now squeeze his cock with your pussy. Fool him into thinking it’s nice and tight.” Buffy talked like she was directing a porno, mocking Harmony and goading on her demon lover. Harmony could barely hear her. The blonde was senseless with constant orgasms breaking over her like waves at high tide.
Her tight, once-virginal...
2019-06-24 20:00:00 +0000 UTC
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How many people here for A-Forced?
2019-06-24 02:17:09 +0000 UTC
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Caitlin ran a hand through her hair, glancing at it as her fingers reached the ends and still a little relieved it was brown instead of white. There was precious little relief to be had at the moment.
A meta had shown up with the power of separating those with split identities—a power so unscientific Caitlin felt like she should get a refund on her doctorate. He had separated Barry from the Flash, Oliver from Green Arrow… and her from Killer Frost. Now her a...
2019-06-23 22:44:38 +0000 UTC
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Caitlin ran a hand through her hair, glancing at it as her fingers reached the ends and still a little relieved it was brown instead of white. There was precious little relief to be had, though. A meta had shown up with the power of separating those with split identities—a power so unscientific it was practically metaphorical. He had separated Barry from the Flash, Oliver from Green Arrow… and her from Killer Frost. Now her alternate self was out there somewhere, doing ...
2019-06-23 18:00:03 +0000 UTC
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This here's a plotbunny I've been quietly brainstorming for a while, and actually pulling the trigger on it came as slightly a surprise to me. I actually intend to draft this a little--there's some scenes I want to add to the prologue and first chapter that wouldn't fit into one update, so I'll probably rewrite to add scenes as I go. But especially for the first installment, I wanted to get to the good stuff somewhat quickly so you know it won't be all talk, no action. Just like I intend for ...
2019-06-22 16:00:01 +0000 UTC
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Prologue
"You will have your war, Asgardian. If you fail, if the Tesseract is kept from us, there will be no realm, no barren moon, no crevice, where he cannot find you. You think you know pain? He will make you long for something sweet as pain."
Loki awoke crying out, the guise of Odin abandoning him, even the paleness of Asgard slipping away, leaving a wretched blue whelp of a Frost Giant behind. In Odin’s bedchamber, in the royal palace, i...
2019-06-22 15:00:02 +0000 UTC
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The playground of Cobblepot High—Tim didn’t even know what it was really called in this age group—was a desert of blacktop walled in by privacy hedges. There were amusements ranging from the childish (hopscotch squares) to the intensely physical (hurdles). The girls of the school flowed out to each activity like iron filings being drawn to various magnets.
Tim wondered in exactly how many ways he was different from them. He wasn’t rich, for one. His fami...
2019-06-21 18:27:18 +0000 UTC
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I'm thinking 2 Broke Girls for some reason. Also, I came up for some ideas showing how Scott Summers came to be leader of the Hellfire Club in White King and some more A-Forced, if anyone's into that...
2019-06-20 17:00:00 +0000 UTC
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Xander slipped into the locker room. He had the gym class schedules down pat in his head and knew there’d be no one washing up in there, no one at all there except the stoners who could toke up there. And they wouldn’t be smoking anything after the neighborhood weed dealer got vamped last week. He had a green light to take care of business.
Stripping and grabbing a towel, Xander went to the showers, picking the stall at the furthest end of the room and turni...
2019-06-20 15:59:59 +0000 UTC
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The hardest part of this one is that--without stepping full force into the culture wars of the moment--MCU Carol strikes me as being both not much of a character... and what little character she is being kind of a bitch. The kind of character who, in the words of Leon Phelps, is liable to give one a hard-off. So I wanted to come up with something MCU-adjacent, recognizable without being quite such a shrew. First stop: I think Katee Sackhoff could make a measure of smugness and cockin...
2019-06-19 14:00:00 +0000 UTC
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“Hey, Peter Parker. Got something for me?”
Goddamn, she was hot. Peter had heard someone call her Carol—whatever her name was, there was something about her strong features and beefy muscles—those thighs—that mixed with the saucy smirk on her face and girlish mischief in her eyes to make her one complete package. Peter didn’t know how to explain it. She seemed like he could talk to her—like she was one of the rare girls who palled around with hi...
2019-06-19 13:00:03 +0000 UTC
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1. Man, I was an idiot not to post some stuff to Literotica sooner. I have over a thousand followers there. Even if only one in ten comes over here, that's still 100 patrons. But yeah, I'll be posting some of my larger works there, while leaving the smaller works here because it's a surprising amount of hassle to post stuff over there, considering they let that Dickthepimp guy do it. I would No Homers Club that guy so fast if I were a mod.
2. Thinking of going on a spree and updating th...
2019-06-19 03:05:01 +0000 UTC
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Knowing I have some female pledges--I think I've got the male fantasy part of storytelling pretty down (butts, and lots of 'em), but what female fantasy elements would you like to see in future stories? So far I've got
A. Characters who don't normally have wings having wings, with the softer characters having feather wings and the edgier characters having bat wings.
B. Characters being impregnanted by Facehugger Xenomorphs.
Obviously, those two fetishes are so common that th...
2019-06-19 00:52:48 +0000 UTC
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The playground of Cobblepot High—Tim didn’t even know what it was really called in this age group—was a desert of blacktop walled in by privacy hedges. There were amusements ranging from the childish (hopscotch squares) to the intensely physical (hurdles). The girls of the school flowed out to each activity like iron filings being drawn to various magnets.
Tim wondered in exactly how many ways he was different from them. He wasn’t rich, for one. His fami...
2019-06-18 21:48:15 +0000 UTC
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Another chapter just came to me, spurred along by the helpful thought of what Emma Frost might wear. I think that's about all for this series, unless someone wants to commission more. I am a little interested in what's become of Jean in this AU...
2019-06-18 21:00:00 +0000 UTC
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Emma enjoyed the businessmen’s discomfort. She wasn’t doing anything to put them on edge—though certainly she was capable of that—she was only wearing a white corset bodysuit, barely made fit for polite society by wearing a micro skirt over the bottom, which would’ve otherwise left her pubic mound and buttocks half-exposed. It was emblematic of their weakness that instead of her gloriously naked flesh filling them with lust, with a desire to dominate, or ...
2019-06-18 20:46:00 +0000 UTC
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“Hey, Peter Parker. Got something for me?”
Goddamn, she was hot. Peter had heard someone call her Carol—whatever her name was, there was something about her strong features and beefy muscles—those thighs—that mixed with the saucy smirk on her face and girlish mischief in her eyes to make her one complete package. Peter didn’t know how to explain it. She seemed like he could talk to her—like she was one of the rare girls who palled around with hi...
2019-06-17 22:00:00 +0000 UTC
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I don’t really want it, so if anyone wants to Paypal me ten bucks, it’s yours.
2019-06-17 17:51:34 +0000 UTC
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