humorous stories and histories

Ch 6: The Release

It was the middle of the night. Eric's breath began to shorten as he felt an immense feeling of pleasure. Eric wiped his forehead only to realise he was dripping in sweat. He got up from his bed, his wet underwear immediately fell off.

His dick was still hard, leaking insane amou...

Lex woke up with a splitting headache. The harsh light in the room sent spikes of pain through her eyes. Even though they were closed. Slowly she forced her eyes open. She looked around. She was in a hospital room, that much was clear. But where?

With that question came the realisation of all every...

Our mature trio travel to Europe. What could possibly go wrong?

We spent our first night together as an official - well in our minds - triad, together in our own bed. Yes, Angie still had her apartment and even her own room at our house because, as she admitted herself, sometimes she felt over-stim...

As Halloween parties go, this had been one of the better ones. A full, festive evening of young adults in cosplay sharing the fun and the drinks. Now it had wound down to a group of close friends gathered together around the back yard fire pit, playing a slightly disorganized game of 'never have I e...

Marcy's jaw dropped, and she stared at me dumbfounded. Her eyes were as wide as Julia Roberts' mouth while trying to eat a banana sideways, and she could scarcely believe her ears.

"Oh Jack!" she exclaimed, as she clasped her hands together joyfully. "That would be the most thoughtful thing that an...

All characters are over eighteen. And fictional. As is the author.

Alas, I missed the Crime and Fiction deadline (for reasons of obligations). Quel dommage! I'll turn down more work next year.

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My Name Is Legion. I am a villain with a thousand faces,...

Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional incest or fictional incest content.

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With deep regret, I bring this account to light, heavy resignation born of self preservation. No one was ever meant to endure such learning. Through some celestial farce, I was swep...

I wrote this story for the Halloween 2026 story contest, I hope you enjoy.

Picture this... A woman sat in her pyjamas, on the sofa, bag of popcorn in hand, glass of Chardonnay on the side table. the lights are off, so the room is dark, the only light is coming from the fifty inch LCD TV screwed to ...

Epilogue

45 Years Later

I suppose I've reached that age when having friends die is more commonplace, but I still shed a tear when I read of my old friend Phil's passing. And Beth too... together. Can't say that I'm sorry they went together, but still, it makes me wonder. I sent a cannabis plant to...

Ch 4: The History

Jack, Steve and Lucas all panicked. Outside, there was no hiding spot and nothing for them to grab to cover up.

Steve noticed the hedge right at the edge of the sidewalk. He pointed to it, and the three of them ran to hide behind it, almost slipping along the way.

The space betw...

Can I borrow him?

Angela walked into the office.

Rupert was already there not working for the company but scrolling frantically through his phone.

"Good morning."

Silence.

She sat down. Tucked her hand bag away and looked at the paperwork on her desk.

"Shit."

She looked up and across at Ruper...

Sarah Muldane's Moldy Bones



If you walked the length of two football fields north from our humble boyhood homestead, you'd come to the old abandoned Witcher place. It was a delightful destination for adolescent boys because it had everything. There's the dilapidated farmhouse with a sagging roof,...

Ch 3: The Exposure

Eric hid in his backyard, trying to figure out how he could get inside without notice. The patio door was locked, so he couldn't get in through the backyard. The front door surely wasn't an option.

Eric looked up towards his bedroom window. That could be a way up! He put down th...

Margaret loved being a cat.

What she was less of a fan of was the responsibility that it took to be the CEO (Cat Executive Officer) of a wildly successful sex toy business while also pretending to be a thoughtless, brainless (but very cute) pet of Timothy Ellison, software engineer and lover of lys...

"You did not!" Lucy began to laugh as she heard what Mandy had done, "And you locked him out?"

"With nothing but a plant to cover up."

Lucy couldn't help laughing, not that she wanted to embarrass her brother, but hopefully, this would get him to listen.

They arrived at the swim park shortly and ...

The old man stood in the shade of the church doorway, wiped his arm across his face, and let out a wheezy breath. It was coming up to noon, and the overhead sun glinted off the crushed cans of coke, and the empty wine bottles. The occasional flurry of wind stirred the scraps of paper, and drove the ...

RIPLEY AND THE QUEEN





Oh come all you rookies, come with your beer





Sit down on the benches and lend me your ear





The story of Ripley I'm going to tell





It's a tale y'all need to know well.





Now it happened, not so long ago





Was a woman called Ripley, was hoo-ah to go





Wa...

Author's Notes

I was first inspired to write the silly story House of Furnication - IO Sex Romp by TheExperimentalist and their story Fuck Me, Stepladder! I then continued with the madness and wrote Beanbag Watches the Wheelie Bins.

After that came the Borrowed Plumes entry KITT Sees Red In A New ...

Everyone in this story is 18 years old or older.

Chapter 1: The Polaroid

Jack wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom, still damp from his shower. Without missing a beat, his younger 18-year-old brother hurried in, eager to use the shower next.

Jack proceeded to his bedro...

How Do You Like Your Coffee?

This story contains sexual activities and situations between consenting adults. All characters are above the age of eighteen. Any similarity to any individual, living or deceased, or location is coincidental and unintended.

I really never thought about it much before t...

The central cabin of the 4-H Horse Camp was a flurry of activity as people checked weapons, unpacked bags full of props, supplies, and foam weaponry, and above all socialized with the intense, frenetic energy of people who shared extremely niche hobbies, only saw each other once a month at best, and...

Author's Note:

This story leans hard on satire and humor, and light on erotica. There are three installments planned (so far). Feedback would be appreciated as I try my hand at a short serial.

Content warning: Contains roleplay and public sex as a plot device.

The Queen's Inseminator

Chapter 3 -...

Author's Note:

This story leans hard on satire and humor, and light on erotica. There are three installments planned (so far). Feedback would be appreciated as I try my hand at a short serial.

Content warning: Contains light, comedic BDSM as a plot device.

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The Queen's Inseminator

Chapter 2 ...

Rehydrated Dragon, Just Add Puddle

By: J. H. Beach

Tags: Monster Girl, Body Horror, Satire, Slap Stick, LitRPG, Female POV

Note: In order to maintain the tone of the story the erotica, beyond the slap-stick body horror, has been minimized.

Chapter 1: Death by... Chocolate?

"Did you hear?"

I've...

In the world where our story unfolds, something went a little... off. Somewhere in a parallel reality, humanity finally faced the truth: sexual tension isn't just a quirk of the flesh -- it's a legitimate threat to public order. It builds up, presses in, clouds your mind, throws off your rhythm, and...

When I got into Wellington University, it was the greatest achievement of my young life, I was excited to get away from home and become my own person, and of course study subjects that would help me get a career for the future.
Now, I also wanted to experience the university life, I couldn't wait to...

Gloria's big breasts pressed lightly into my right shoulder when she sat the little red basket with my cheeseburgers and fries down in front of me. She seemed to be doing that more often lately, the thing with her breasts, I mean.
"Here you go, Jerry. I hope you like everything."
I knew I was going ...

I remember the first time my mom and I made love, tried to make love. We were kissing and fooling around. I played with her tits. She stroked my chest. I spread her legs. I ate her out. She sat bolt upright and puked. It was all over my hair and back. It was running into my eyes. (Don't get puke in ...

Double Devil Day
"This is my cousin Dante, he'll fill in while I'm gone." The haggard little shoulder angle said, suitcase in hand.
"Where are you going?" asked Kris.
"It's been a rough go. I need a vacation." Said the tired angel, his robes tattered, his halo slouching. "Dante will take good care o...

The Gift


By


Claude Truveau

The second time it happened she had her arms straight against the back of the bench. Her naked bottom was extended towards me and her back was arched in a particularly flexible position. Her black jogging shorts were at her ankles. I had my two hands on her breasts an...