Sexy Stories: 6 Erotic Tales

By PT Winters

This is a collection of 6 erotic shorts, most featuring explicit oral sex and spanking scenes.

The Lorian Project
The tale of a woman and a man on a dangerous mission, in a sci-fi setting.

When a last minute mission teams the beautiful Lt Holly Jo Ascella together with the arrogant Commander Orion, the two have to work together to sabotage an alien ship. Complicating matters, an accident destroys the bio-organic material they need to complete their task. Rather than fail, and put hundreds of human lives at risk, the pair find an alternative... inside the commander. But to get it, Lt. Ascella is going to have to sexually excite him in ways she never would otherwise.

A scifi, sexual adventure that forces two humans into a situation that, despite a disdain for each other, leads to some of the hottest sex either has every had.

Janice Sucks her Thumb
Sexy coed Janice has given up smoking but the stress of an upcoming test has re-activated her oral fixation. Luckily her friend Gary has just the thing for her. A joint. unfortunately that doesn't completely do it Janice, and slightly buzzed she decides to use his penis to satisfy her oral desires.

Jill Is Not an Exhibitionist
Sexy College girl Jill is madly in love with her boyfriend, and while she's not ready for a long term commitment like marriage, she wants to find a way to publicly announce their love. Despite not being turned on by exhibitionistic displays, she decides the ultimate sign she could do would be to perform fellatio on her boyfriend, in front of his friends.

Doctor's Orders
When Sandra's snoring becomes a big enough of an issue for her and her husband, she seeks medical help. Disinterested in any pharmaceutical approach, her doctor suggests a fair more alternative approach. Can oral sex cure a snoring habit? Is Sandra will to try it with her husband? An unorthodox solution leads to some very interesting places.

Kat's Mood
Kat is in a foul mood as she and her boyfriend Derek head to the beach.

When it doesn't improve and she continues to act disrespectfully, Derek decides enough is enough and does what he always does when she acts like that. He gives her a good spanking.
Only Kat's never been spanked in public before! Will she submit and how far will things go?

Dokota Admits Something.
Tom has been told the single worse thing a man can hear from his wife: "I hate blowjobs".
Naturally he doesn't take the news well, but when he comes down and thinks about it, he starts to really listen to what his wife is saying. It may not be quite what it seems it be. Has the day to day activities marriage life dampened their once passionate relationship? Or are things about to change altogether?

• Language: English
• Publisher: PT Winters
• Release date: Oct 3, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370767182

PT Winters

P.T. Winters knew he was different when, as a teenager, he started buying trading cards of pinup girls from the 1950s while other guys were buying porn. The absurd situations depicted were much more exciting to him then just seeing nudity or sex.Now he writes dirty little stories about absurd situations in his spare time.You can follow his Twitter feed @eroticptwintersHe would appreciate any review of any of his stories that you took the time to write.

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SeSexy Stories by PT Winters

A collection of Spanking, Blowjob and other Erotic Tales

By PT Winters

Copyright 2016

Smashwords Edition

Table of Contents

The Lorian Paradox

Janice Sucks her Thumb

Jill is not an exhibitionist

Doctor's Orders

Kat's Mood

Dakota Admits Something

About the Author

The Lorian Paradox

Commander Trigger Orion opened the hatch that lead to the power core. Behind him the sexy Lt. Holly Jo Ascella waited silently in the confines of the maintenance tube, waiting for his all clear signal. The hunky commander and the blonde beauty were aboard an enemy vessel, hoping to take advantage of a once in a lifetime prospect.

The opportunity had appeared quickly, and despite less than a day of planning they had been able to sneak aboard the enemy's Vega class star cruiser. So far the mission had gone like clockwork, they were safely on board with a chance to deal a devastating blow to their enemy. If their Intel was correct, then this ship was picking up 3 high-ranking Lorian officials who, if captured, could conceivably turn the tide of the war. They just had to make sure they slowed the Lorian ship down enough that the human alliance could get starships into place for a proper ambush.

Trigger silently waved the all clear signal, so Holly pushed his duffel bag through the opening of the hatch where he grabbed it. He opened it and checked its contents as she pulled herself out. Despite 20 minutes of crawling in a tunnel she looked fantastic. Her long blonde hair flowing as she dropped to the floor, checking for sensors. Trigger would have done so before signaling her, but she didn't want to leave any part of this mission to chance.

It was a tricky mission, as they had to disable the ship enough to slow it, without stopping it outright. Complicating things further was that they had to make sure there was no evidence of sabotage what so ever. If the Lorians were anything, it was overly cautious. If there was even a whiff of something being out of place, they had a tendency to change their plans drastically. Despite her impressive record, Lt Ascella had several recent missions under her belt that had gone south when a Lorian had discovered the tiniest of details out of place. Lorian paranoia was extremely inefficient but it was slowly winning them the war. She was determined to avoid any making any mistakes on this mission. She'd do whatever she needed to, even if it meant working with Trigger.

Holly walked to the power core and inspected the casing. It was exactly as they expected, a round sphere of plasma, encased in a hexagonal metallic pillar, with bizarre controls designed with something other than human hands in mind. That feature alone made any idea of sabotage damn near impossible, luckily the lab technicians had finally found a way around it. An experimental solution Trigger was unpacking silently.

The two hadn't talked much since coming on board. Trigger and Holly didn't get along. Each was a decorated war hero in their own right, so there was a mutual, if grudging respect. Ultimately though, they had different ways of operating that usually didn't complement one another, personally and professionally. In their off hours, he was a well-known ladies man, while she was much more private with her love life, despite having the nickname Lt. Hottie among the enlisted men. Not that any of them called her that to her face. Her wonderfully gorgeous face. Professionally, their differences had been made clear by the numerous yelling matches they'd had during mission planning sessions over the years.

The brass knew to utilize their abilities when they needed creative tactics, but never sent them into the field together. This mission had been the rare exception to that, and even then only because they were the only people in this section of the galaxy in the position to pull this off. Getting along didn't matter, only accomplishing the mission did.

Ready? Trigger asked as he opened up his duffel bag and began to put on the custom built gloves over each hand. Designed to replicate Lorian appendages, the gloves were cylinders about a half a meter long. As he slid his hand into the opening at one end, the machine hummed and attached itself to his nervous system. From the other end, a meter long faux alien tentacle grew. If it worked, it was supposed to enable him to use the odd Lorian controls, a vital part of the plan. He'd need to insert his tentacle hands into the power core's release mechanism, two holes on one side of the pillar, and then maintain neurolink through the handles to open the casing. Holly was then going to insert a bio-organic formula that had been developed specifically for the mission, into the power core. It was a one shot deal, once the neurolink was severed the appendages would become unable reestablish it. He felt an odd sensation as he slid the 2nd glove into place, it was as if his arms had grown several extra feet in length.

Just a sec Holly responded, pulling out a crystal globe from one of her hip pouches. He watched her do it, and couldn't help but admire her body. They both wore skin tight suits, the inner layer to the clunky space suits they'd left behind when they entered the maintenance tunnel 20 minutes earlier, but she had more curves then he did, and he couldn't help but enjoy them. He may not have liked her, but he couldn't deny she was attractive.

Shit she said, holding up the crystal globe for him to see. The viscous fluid inside had leaked out. Only half remained.

This was a serious issue; the fluid was to be inserted into the core, where it would lower the conductivity of the plasma. It would slow the ship down temporarily, and then dissolve into the plasma over the course of a few hours, leaving no trace whatsoever. Losing half of it could mean disaster for the entire plan.

To Trigger's credit, he