Tag: Science Fiction

Hucow Academy [F19-F40] [stretching, body modification, masturbation, bondage, power dynamics, hucow, mindbreak, female orgasm, alien, long story]

Tried to include all the tags. Work of total fiction. All characters are of age.

This was going to be in part of an erotic scifi story I’m writing, but I’m thinking now it doesn’t quite fit. For context, Xihera is a new military recruit for an espionage division of the planetary military, specifically for human women to seduce alien enemies and breed super-soldiers. This is her first day at the training academy.

Futuristic, Sci-Fi erotica. Think super kinky Star Trek.

There are some alien species mentioned, etc. If you have any questions feel free to comment and I’ll do my best to answer!

**Hucow Academy** Read more »

New Release: Insurrection by Sarah Hawke [M20/F20+][Oral][Romance][Rough]

Sarah Hawke’s latest book is out! The [Lost Fleet: Insurrection](https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B547LFQF?ref_=dbs_m_mng_rwt_calw_tkin_1&storeType=ebooks&qid=1655915464&sr=8-2), the sequel to Incursion!

Speaking as someone who read and loved Incursion and felt the same about Insurrection, I highly recommend giving these books a read. Like all her works, they tower above the rank-and-file harem fiction that I so often see churned out in mass quantities. These books are quality sci-fi. The Lost Fleet (not to confused with Jack Campbell’s books) is starting to feel like Sarah Hawke’s second breakout series, a sci-fi space opera with plenty of explicit spice to go along with an epic story.

Incursion did so well that it’s on Audible now, and by the sound of it, Insurrection will be as well!

I much prefer Sarah’s Lost Fleet over Jack Campbell’s. There’s a lot more plot development, much more detail, and the aliens are much more interesting. Plus, the sex is unbelievably hot.

[F35/F500/M25][Science Fiction military][Voyeurism] The Final Frontier

After years on a listening output I finally make it to a real starship as the head communications officer serving aboard the bridge. Captain Jane is who I’ll be serving under.

I teleport aboard the ship and meet the Captain she gives me a sly smile as the teleport officer looks like he’s half asleep. I shake her hand and notice her shapely body even through the stuffy uniform. She says communications officer James Monroe good to meet you. I say Captain. She says please call me Katherine. No time to show you around we have a diplomat aboard the Star Union needs there membership but I can’t communicate with her.

We quickly walk down the hall to a storage area turned into an elaborate conference room. Tall and large planets and flowers I’ve never seen before are placed around the room with great care. One wall is a huge pane of glass with stars outside. In the middle is a huge lounging couch like you would see in ancient Rome. Katherine says Ambassador Ferra is hundreds of years old and highly intelligent but I can’t get a word out of her. Read more »

How [M]y nerdy classmate became a [F]WB

This happened many years ago whilst in college. I studied chemistry, a difficult major which, after the second year, had weeded out all the students except those who really loved the subject and had a knack for science. There was a core group of us that were close, like 15-16 of us, who didn’t always hang out together but would help each other with our studies, get together for movies, go to the same parties, and go out to bars as a group.

Within this group was one girl named Beth. Most people would describe her as a classic nerd. She was into role playing games, science fiction/fantasy books, alternative music, and really liked math and science. She had dark curly hair and glasses, and she typically wore loose-fitting jeans with oversized t-shirts.

Beth and I were friends. We had the same classes and had a lot of friends in common, but we weren’t particularly close friends as her interests outside of academics didn’t overlap with mine. We were just around each other a lot. Read more »

My Life As A Host To A Slime Monster 08 – Fruit? (fiction, F19, supernatural, monster)

I can’t believe I’m about to do this….. again.

I was about to have sex with a monster…. Again.

I just hope THIS time THIS monster doesn’t try to integrate with me like the last one did.

The monster THIS time was a creature called an Incubus.

Really wish I remembered all the lore my grandmother used to tell me….though most of her ‘lore’ was religion based and not monster based. So she always told me about Angels and demons.

And whatever ‘lore’ **I** knew of was pure science fiction though it wasn’t much as I preferred sappy love stories.

Ok those ‘sappy love’ stories *may* have had vampires…..and werewolves…..and maybe some wizards.

I stood in my mind scape looking at Prime after I had just admitted my choice who stood smirking at me smugly.

I looked at Prime and spoke, “So now what?”

Prime smiled, “I let you take control and **you** tell them your choice my *host*.”

I blinked as I spoke, “I’m sorry, what?”

She smiled and simply snapped her fingers and just like that I was no longer in my mind scape as I was suddenly back to how I normally was. Read more »

The Breeder’s Guide to the Galaxy [Chapter 05] A sci-fi erotica about a shapeshifter breeding back the population of the planets in our Milky Way

Chapter 5

I was afraid that Barafu would be disheartened because she did not go first. Fortunately, having watched me make love sufficiently stimulated her. When I carried her over to the blue flame of the house, I felt that her pussy was wet and was slowly dripping down her thighs. Just to be sure it went smoothly, I started rubbing her with my thumb. Once I saw she was ready, I asked her to face towards the fire on all fours, before I began to position my tool for penetration. I was rock-hard again and began to spread her pussylips with my glans and rubbing up against her clitoris. Slowly with circling motions I made my way towards her entrance. I was able to penetrate her quite easily and quickly, but as I slid in further I felt as her body tightened up. I wanted to tell her I would be quick, but since I had come just a few moments ago, I could not promise this – however I was eager to try my best. While her short body was tightening up, I caressed her nape, dug into her hair until I reached around and touched her chin, then tickled her neck like a kitten’s. Read more »

Neekanah, Huntress Enslaved – Ch. 01 [Intro] [Scifi] [BDSM] [Submissive] [Humiliation] [More tags listed for future chapters]

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Just wanted to test the waters in this subreddit and see if anyone might be interested in a story I’ve been writing off and on… Chapters 2 and 3 are ready to post here if there’s interest. Here’s the original disclaimer that I posted with its publication on Literotica:

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*This story has been a work in progress for the past month, and future chapters delve into a lot of rather fringe fetishes, be warned. Some aspects of this tale celebrate tropes I enjoy, including preposterous ‘menwritingwomen’ memes, as well as ideas and themes from science fiction movies, shows, and games.*

*The tale is heavily inspired by heroine in peril and damsel in distress themes going back to the early days of sci-fi/horror filmmaking and comic books of the 1920s – the 1960s. While it starts slow in section 1, it gets much more obscene in future chapters. If that prospect doesn’t appeal to you, it’s probably wise to skip this bizarre rabbit hole!*

*Some story tags and fetishes appearing in future chapters:* Read more »

Vancouver Nights part 2 [MF] [FFM]

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Continued from Part 1 ( [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vuklxl/vancouver_nights_mf_ffm/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vuklxl/vancouver_nights_mf_ffm/) )

I felt J’s hand reluctantly slide out of Mine, as she stepped back to pick up her things from the little cafe table we were at. I adjusted Myself, slightly … she certainly HAD caused certain parts of Me to ‘stand at attention.’ The cool breeze blowing past me on the cafe rooftop deck was a sharp contrast to the sudden sensation of heat I had felt when she had leaned up against Me just a moment before.

With care, I picked up The Book of O and put it away in my satchel. I knew Tom would come and pick up the remains of my tea and pastries. J put away her sketchbook in her bag, and I swear she practically *floated* down the stairs to the main cafe in front of me, her gauzy sundress swishing to and fro, hiding and revealing everything in a pantomime of a game of peek-a-boo while her hair bounced about by her motion and the breeze. Read more »

Nerdy MILF [MF]

In between sugar flings, I got bored and decided to try my luck on Hinge. After a few days I matched with a cute, nerdy MILF who was a couple years younger than me. She was about 5’4 with reddish brown hair and a slender frame. Her profile made it clear how nerdy she was – waited in line for the 1st showing of every Marvel movie, loved to cosplay and preferred hard sci-fi novels. I’m not going to lie, the cosplay pics on her profile (don’t ask me to name the characters she dressed up as!) were the deciding factor that led me to message her.

My initial message led to some innocent flirting, and by the end of the day I had her number and a date set for a few days letter at a local wine bar. Wine and appetizers was the plan, but we stayed for dinner because the spark was obvious from the start. Before I knew it, the staff was putting chairs on top of tables in a subtle hint that it was time to leave. Read more »

The Inarguable Benefits of Owning a Clone [M|F|27][Sci-Fi]

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and all characters depicted are over the age of 18.

Readers, conceptually this one is a little weird. I’m still debating if I should write multiple parts to this one. If you have any suggestions; such as sex acts, plot points, and the like, feel free to leave them in the comment section or send me a direct message.

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James felt a trembling in his stomach, the kind of unearthly tremble you get when you’re standing next to the speakers in the middle of a rock concert.

His Other was sitting at the breakfast bar, a quick tight-lipped grin on her face, as she carried on chewing a mouthful of scrambled eggs.

She brushed back a healthy stream of burnished brunette locks from her face, before carefully tugging at the neckline of her borrowed white t-shirt.

It was hard to believe that a few months ago she was still 150 pounds of genetic egg-like ooze herself, incubating in a giant sack in his bathtub. Read more »