Alice in Thunderland - Sex Stories

Alice in Thunderland

... down the path, all she could think of was the song from “The Wizard of Oz,” about following the yellow brick road. She halfway expected to see Munchkins capering along beside her. As she reached the top of the hill, she could see in the valley below a tremendous stone wall that stretched out to the horizon in both directions. There were a series of wooden doors in the wall. She followed the path to the wall and then walked back and forth in front of the it reading the words deeply carved into each door. There were six doors labeled, “Combat Games, Nature Games, Real World Games, Brain Games, Sci-Fi Games, and Sex Games.” She immediately eliminated “Combat Games”. Since she was a small child, she had firmly opposed using her skills for war. “Brain Games” was also quickly eliminated. That was not an alternate reality for her. Her life was one brain game after another. “Real World Games” was likewise eliminated. Why come to an alternate reality just to experience the real world? “Nature Games” was tempting. But she didn’t get along with animals any better than she did other people, so she also discarded that choice. That left the last two doors, “Sci-Fi Games” and “Sex Games”. She stood in front of the wall slowly turning her head slightly from “Sci-Fi” to “Sex”. Finally she said aloud, “So, do I expand my outer nerd or my inner slut?” She laughed aloud as she pushed open the “Sex Games” door. On the other side of the door, the sky was totally clear and a hot sun shone down on ...

... an almost arid terrain. Another wall ran from horizon to horizon. This wall had only three doors– “Romantic, Vanilla, and Kinky”. “This is a very interesting menu system,” she said aloud, not knowing who or what could hear her. “I am impressed.” The three doors were close together and she stood in front of “Vanilla” glancing back and forth between “Romantic” and “Kinky”. “I know I’m not Romantic,” she said, still speaking to the program or whoever. “But am I Vanilla or Kinky?” “More importantly,” she said a little louder, “do I want to experience Vanilla or Kinky sex games?” On the other side of the “Kinky” door, the sun was hotter and the ground was desert sand. There were three more doors, “Fetish, BDSM, and Non-consensual.” “I feel like a pearl,” she said with a giggle. “Each door I go through peels off another layer revealing more of my inner self.” “Fetish?” she asked aloud. “That could be about anything. There’re probably doors on the other side that say “Scat, Panties, Golden Showers, High Heels, and... whatever.” “Non-consensual?” she asked as she moved to stand in front of that door. “I guess that is everything from reluctance to rape.” “BDSM?” She laughed as she remembered an online argument she had once had with someone who insisted that it actually should be BD-DS-SM because BDSM encompasses Bondage and Discipline, Dominance and Submission, and Sado-Masochism. As she opened the door, she was even expecting three more doors which said “BD, DS, and SM” or something ...