Question for writers: how long should a comic sex scene last?

I’m working on some erotic comic-scripting, and I’ve never done full on sex with a script before.

One thing I’m trying to do with this story is make it short, succinct and sort of to the point. I don’t want it to drag on like a porno or a hentai and it goes through multiple positions, oral/anal and everything for what feels like hours and pages. But I do want to convey that it’s a period of intercourse that does go on for some time.

Does anyone have any suggestions or advice on what is typically considered normal for this kind of work? One page? Two pages? Amount of panels?

Space…The Final FUCKtier Part 3 [FF]

I had Part 3, 5 and 6 all pre written, so once I have finished part 4 you can expect the two after to come very quickly. Happy quarantine!

LOG ENTRY 1000: I have finally reached Log 1000! I can hardly believe that I have been serving on the Valentine for 1000 days…It seems like only yesterday I was on the bottom tier doing push ups and drills all day and night, seeing my old friends sneak peeks at me when I was running on the treadmill…I miss them every single day. Especially you Lynn, I know you’re out there somewhere after the abduction. I love you sis and hope you’re ok, please come back to us one day!

I can’t dwell on the sadness, this is a celebration. Senior Investigator Bishop has a great ring to it, Wendy thinks so too. I wonder if the old Drill Sargent knows what goes on up here, I wonder if he knows that Wendy and I are some of the most important crew members on this station. I hope you’re proud you dirty old perv, without you none of us would be here!

Summer Break, Part 2, aka Why are all his daughter’s friends so horny? [Mf] [oral] [fuckin’] [sexy talkin’] [girl seducing older man]

*This is a direct sequel to part 1, but this also could be read stand-alone*

Mark couldn’t stop thinking about fucking Adena. He felt guilty, she was his daughter Olivia’s friend. He felt embarrassed, a middle aged guy with a crush on a barely legal teen? But when his mind went idle, his thoughts kept returning to the shape of Adena’s tits, the feel of her pussy on his cock, her panting, desperate face inches from his own.

“Maybe I just need to get laid more often,” he thought to himself. He hadn’t dated after his wife passed away six years ago, instead focusing on raising Olivia, and working hard to provide for her future. Fucking his daughter’s friend last week wasn’t part of his plan, but it was something that wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t been denying himself sex all these years.

That had to change. He resolved to try out online dating. He only knew of the services through friends and what he saw on tv. He downloaded some Apps, but it seemed too intimidating to actually put himself out there. “I’ll set up my profile tomorrow,” he said to himself for the eighth day in a row, turning back to his work.

The Penetrator – Vol. 4 [Mffff] [fiction]

The hour of doing nothing in the warm spring ended. Clyde, the Penetrator, waded towards the rock on which Imogen was lying. She saw him heading toward her and smiled lazily at him. Her green eyes locked onto his. Adalee the blonde followed in his wake. Vicky kept the camera recording and aimed at the action.

Clyde spread Imogen’s ass and gazed upon her anus. It was so beautiful and perfect. He pressed his face to her ass and then stuck his tongue between her cheeks, licking her hole with relish. The young girl moaned. Imogen was an ass freak and loved her ass being worshipped. It was a wonderful bubble butt.

She felt the Penetrator push a finger into her ass while another entered her vagina. She raised her lower body to allow him to penetrate her more freely. Clyde caressed her perfect young naked body while he worked his fingers into both her holes. The pretty girl moaned in pleasure. Adalee waded to the part of the rock where she could caress Imogen and kiss her.

“You like it when he puts his fingers in your cunt and asshole? You do, don’t you?”

The Penetrator – Vol. 2 [Mf] [interracial] [fiction]

Breaking his new year’s resolution had opened a floodgate for Clyde a.k.a. the Penetrator. He felt bad for so quickly giving in to his desires and not being true to what he had told himself he would do in 2020. December 22 of 2019 had seen the disbanding of a harem he had taken two years and eight months to build. He had started with one girl and it grew to eleven. The Penetrator had posted thousands of pics and hundreds of videos of his exploits on a sex forum. Now he had the desire to start up anew: an all-new harem and a new website to share his adventures.

Jeff was over the moon when Clyde called and asked if he would allow his daughter Vicky to be the first girl of his new harem.

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to stay out of the game for long. Welcome back,” Jeff said.

The Wrong Road Part 6 [MF] [Oral] [Anal] [Witchcraft]

“Luke the reason I called this rare conference of practitioners is to decide what to do with you.
How are we to train you, who is going to train you and last but not least, is it safe for you to have these ability’s?” Lucretia told me.

It took me a moment for Lucretia’s words to sink in.
It wasn’t so much what she said as it was the implications of her words.
If it turns out they felt that it wasn’t safe for me to have these ability’s what could they do about it?
What would they do about it?
Was there a danger here for me, should I be watching over my shoulder?

Suddenly everybody seemed just a tad less friendly.
“Luke,” Keiko spoke up snapping me out of my introspection.
“Luke why don’t you walk with me for a while.
If that’s OK with Lucretia.”
“I think that that is an excellent idea Lucretia said to Keiko, why don’t the two of you take the afternoon and get to know each other.
There will be plenty of time to meet the others.”

A Flower for Your Kindness [Mf] [rough] [puke] [fiction]

Kade loved the benefits of being single again. Life got lonely every once in a while, but he chased away those moments with some new activity to occupy his thoughts and keep him operational.

Last week he went fly fishing with a friend of his. That was something he had never done before – fly fishing. He had caught two trout and his friend had caught three along with a salmon and a bass. It was the most fun he had had in a long while.

Kade had also been associating himself with a nudist community. They liked to travel places and had an online forum where they discussed ideas about nudism and where they should go next to be naked together. Kade was no nudist, but he ingratiated himself with this community by assisting them via funding and acquiring permission from officials of the various places they traveled to to allow the community to gather there fully naked. His efforts were not lost on the community.

One day he received a rather tall box on his front doorstep. He brought it inside his home and read the letter attached to it. It said,

*To Kade*

[M4F] Your deepest darkest fantasies are about to become real [Rape] [Impregnation] yet [Loving] and [Romantic] [Threatened] [Oral] [Breeding] [Creampie]

Here’s a story I wrote that fulfills a very deep dark fantasy that some women have: and that’s rape and forced impregnation. Now this topic in some hands could turn out ugly, but I guarantee that I made sure to make it enjoyable for everybody and it won’t turn anybody off. So here’s the story:

You just came back home and are there alone and you hear some noise at the front door. You go to check what’s going on and you find there’s a man holding a gun.

And I’m that man holding the gun and I explain why I had to come there. You see, while I was passing by I saw you coming back home and I did find you so attractive that I had to have you, whether you were willing or not.

So I take you to the living room and I just take out my big dick and I tell you to suck it at gunpoint.
You’re hesitant at first, sucking a stranger’s dick, but you put it into your mouth because you don’t want to anger me or make me do something crazy.

The Housewife and the Pool Boy, Part 5

It had been a few weeks since she’d seen her two favorite pool boys. The last time they were together, there was a lot of oral sex and licking and… well, everything. The three of them enjoyed it, she had no doubt. But because they spent so much time fooling around, the pool never got cleaned. Her husband noticed this and put the service on hold for a month. “I can do a better job than they can,” he had protested. She didn’t want to have a strong reaction because she knew it would be suspicious so she agreed to let him give it a try. After three weeks of her husband not cleaning the pool, she decided she had waited an appropriate amount of time to talk to him about rehiring the pool company.

Soaped Up [FM] [fiction]

*Thanks to GarnetAndOpal for inspiring this story.*

 

The empty water bottle sailed through the air and landed in the recycle bin. Thirty nine year old Beatrix Rhodes had just jogged two miles on the treadmill in her home gym and was feeling as fit as ever. She was arguing with herself whether to do another round with the weights when she heard the doorbell ring.

Opening the door, she found a rather handsome young man in his early twenties standing in front of her with a box. He was just as sweaty as she was, but in a worse way because his uniform was drenched. Beatrix immediately recalled the company he worked with. It was a new one she had written an article about a few days ago. A small business that specialized in toiletries.

“Hello there.”

“Hi. Beatrix Rhodes?”

“That’s me.”

“I’m from HomeScent. You wrote an article about us and we would like to say thank you with this box of our top of the line handmade soaps.”