Hey everyone!
I'm writing some kinky sci fi and I'd love some feedback. Here's a bit - you can read the rest at wunderjahr.tribe.net.
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Simon ’s next move was to step to the herm ’s right side and then reach over its head with his right hand to grasp its neck and slowly, firmly lower its torso to the hobbyhorse. X smiled at the toppy interpretation of what was usually a bottom ’s game and marked the move on Simon ’s score sheet. Keeping that one hand on the back of the herm ’s neck, Simon leaned over and breathed into its hair, then made one long, slow line down its spine between its shoulderblades with his tongue. Simon ’s tongue disappeared back into his mouth for a second and then reappeared as a flicker across each of the herm ’s shoulders.
Simon moved his hand from the back of the herm ’s neck into the tidy hair at the back of its head and pulled its head back slightly. He moved to its rear and folded himself over it. Starting at its hairline and working his way down, Simon licked every centimeter of skin he could reach without letting go of its hair. When he reached its lower back, he laid a last long lick all the way up its spine. Releasing its hair, Simon stood and spoke. “Finished. ”
A bit of muted applause met this statement, and Simon grinned. After he helped the herm to stand, Simon saluted and stepped out of the arena into the dimness of the seating area. X almost lazily glanced over the anonymous judges ’scores, averaged them with its own score, and then posted the result in the holofield where Simon ’s shortname had been. It wondered whether he would choose enhanced genitalia or tool implants as the happy congratulations died slowly back down.
X restarted the shuffle algos and again stopped them with a touch. It blinked in an effort to hold back a salacious grin seeing that Willduth had drawn the anal fisting assignment. If there was anything less likely to get Willduth flunked, X couldn ’t think of it. Willduth had a real passion for the rhythms and contractions of the sphincters and rectum and her wide grin as she bounded into the arena showed how pleased she was by her luck.
I'm writing some kinky sci fi and I'd love some feedback. Here's a bit - you can read the rest at wunderjahr.tribe.net.
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Simon ’s next move was to step to the herm ’s right side and then reach over its head with his right hand to grasp its neck and slowly, firmly lower its torso to the hobbyhorse. X smiled at the toppy interpretation of what was usually a bottom ’s game and marked the move on Simon ’s score sheet. Keeping that one hand on the back of the herm ’s neck, Simon leaned over and breathed into its hair, then made one long, slow line down its spine between its shoulderblades with his tongue. Simon ’s tongue disappeared back into his mouth for a second and then reappeared as a flicker across each of the herm ’s shoulders.
Simon moved his hand from the back of the herm ’s neck into the tidy hair at the back of its head and pulled its head back slightly. He moved to its rear and folded himself over it. Starting at its hairline and working his way down, Simon licked every centimeter of skin he could reach without letting go of its hair. When he reached its lower back, he laid a last long lick all the way up its spine. Releasing its hair, Simon stood and spoke. “Finished. ”
A bit of muted applause met this statement, and Simon grinned. After he helped the herm to stand, Simon saluted and stepped out of the arena into the dimness of the seating area. X almost lazily glanced over the anonymous judges ’scores, averaged them with its own score, and then posted the result in the holofield where Simon ’s shortname had been. It wondered whether he would choose enhanced genitalia or tool implants as the happy congratulations died slowly back down.
X restarted the shuffle algos and again stopped them with a touch. It blinked in an effort to hold back a salacious grin seeing that Willduth had drawn the anal fisting assignment. If there was anything less likely to get Willduth flunked, X couldn ’t think of it. Willduth had a real passion for the rhythms and contractions of the sphincters and rectum and her wide grin as she bounded into the arena showed how pleased she was by her luck.
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Re: *Adult* New Writing
Thu, December 2, 2004 - 11:58 AMInteresting. Have anything published?
