Just one Line.

Great line. Kind of like, 'Strong like Bull, Dumb like streetcar.'
Pretty much. Calling Jeanie a half-wit is an insult to people missing fifty percent of their brain. She's a lovely girl, and very well-intentioned, but if she were any dumber, she'd have to be watered twice a week. 😂
 
From a story I posted a few days ago on an ENF site for a 2000-word challenge. With plans to put it here as well once the prequel is ready:

Dazed and confused, she fell onto a stone bench and began to finger herself to the citrus smell of an Alien girl in heat. Any thought beyond cumming lost to her. The crowd watched as she awkwardly shoved three fingers into herself. Her right hand discovered her clit for the first time. Screams of pain and panic became cries of pleasure as she had her first orgasm surrounded by strangers.

- That's almost the entire 'sex scene' also. Not sure if I succeeded, but my goal was to use the eroticism of the situation rather than the usual erotica tactic of 'Insert Plug A into slot B and wiggle the angle about' language.
 
"What's that old saying? A prick in the bush is worth two in the hand?"

- Jeanie (to whom the statement doesn't even apply, since she goes Brazilian)
 
From the third story in my hopefully upcoming set of stories. Just started writing this one an hour ago so this is from the 'zero draft' where I'm writing stream on consciousness while still working out the shape of the plot:

I held the phone away for a half second and looked at a sweaty naked Pepper who was somehow managing to spill her soda on her tits and said "Pepper... I'm way too horny right now. Please drink responsibly."

Soon as story three is done (and it's set to be short, taking place mostly over the span of two scenes - but short for me is usually long by most people's standards), I hope to edit them all for 'series consistency' and then put them out there.
 
As usual I have various works-in-progress and irons in the fire, so have one each from a few different ones:

"...you don't make this much cash selling your used knickers on eBay, and believe me I've tried."

"Announcing that you're trying for a baby kind of just seems like a polite way of saying "Oh by the way, we're fucking bare," which is a little bit TMI for me."

and of course,

"I don't want him to think he can just...wrap me 'round his little finger with his dick." Both girls paused to consider how anatomically implausible this situation was before continuing.
 
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"Fuckin' nice, Stevie boy. Nobody calls me a 'cunt' and gets away with it. Not for long. I am so hot for you. Fuck me. Right here, right now."
 
He could taste the bourbon on her tongue, and the room still smelled of pot. That combination, along with the fact he was making out with his sister, his naked sister, added to his arousal. Everything so wrong, but feeling so right, indulging in all the things they were raised to think they shouldn’t, it was as if the moment was a giant middle finger to all the rules.
 
“Can I? I whispered. I wanted to hear her consent. I wanted to be certain. I wanted to hear her wanting me.

From a project I just started. Guy beds his school crush 25 years later.... or so he thinks.
 
My sex scenes always start out a little awkward until they've gone through many rounds of editing. So here's a first draft portion:

I took it slow and steady with Silverio. We both loved to watch the contrast in color as his tan colored dick moved through my green colored pussy. I would lift myself up to the point where he was close to popping out, feeling how it pulled my lips out to follow him, and then drop myself back down with a light laugh. Sex was just weird, messy, and funny. I always laughed and giggled my way through the pleasure.
 
“Mom, you said I was allowed to add an heirloom to the foyer, make myself a piece of it,” Alex countered, not letting her normally very effective whining beat him. “Paintings of scary old men everywhere, giant suits of armour, a chandelier with more glass in it than Koyaanisqatsi, and the last thing to sit on this credence table for any length of time was your underwear. I think this is a win.”

- Mike & Karen, ch. 29, 'Karen vs Blong'
 
Diego took particular exception to my defense of Márquez' magical-realist approach, insisting, quite illogically, that this interpretation disguised the Colombian writer's innate "sexual and ontological confusion."
 
He tried to disguise the adjustment of his raging boner as an innocent belly scratch. “I don't have to get up. Uhh... my ass... I mean, my... legs! My legs fell asleep.” I probably could split boards at a dojo using my crotch as a weapon just with how diamond hard this fucking stupid thing is right now. Wearing these new athletic jeans was a bad idea.

“Are you sure...?” Ms. Stevens' soft voice was soothing to Dan's ears as she crossed her arms. “There's no shame if you have to get up right now. I don't want you to feel like you're forced to stay and hold it in...”
 
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From my 2,000-word short story 'Nun-thing going on':

It was a sensation her mother and her sister-in-law had described to her many times. If she didn't get out of her clothes soon, the itching would turn to rashes, then blisters, and then she'd need nanites to survive. Most Alien girls started going nude sometime between their 18th and 19th birthday just to avoid this. But not Jacaranda. She wasn't an Alien. She was three-quarters Human. She barely looked Alien. Even if her mother did give her the weird name for her hair and the way she blushed resembling branching plants. Jacaranda was a good girl, a Church girl. She was going to be a nun. Not some sex crazed naked Alien like her mother.
Posted recently elsewhere in a 2k-word challenge on a 'naked fiction' website, It's going up here as well soon as the 3 stories that take place chronologically before it are ready (last one of those is half done). Then I post all 4 at once.

Our protagonist here has made it 'past the age' when Alien ancestry should take over, being just shy of 20, and this is the moment when she discovers she was just late to trigger. Basically a few lines before this short story has it's sex scene.
 
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