- From THE 8-ARMED ICE-CREAM MAN OF MNEME:
“His digits were shimmering vestiges of a spiral galaxy. Every appendage was filled with delightful flavors, each guaranteed to satisfy…”
“Her clenched, webbed fist made for an excellent proxy.”
- From THE WELL-HUNG WHITE DWARF:
“I felt as though I was standing on the veranda of a vast cosmos as I unleashed my essence into her love purse.”
“I marveled at the tantalizing array of bills, beaks, scutes, pectorals…and breasts…”
- From STICKING COEFFICIENTS:
“A sharp distinction between human lovers and alien lovers is essential if we are to bend them to our will, make them work for us, wear them, eat them — without any disquieting tinges of guilt or regret.”
- From PANSTELLAR PECKERWOOD:
“Her supple lips met mine. Soon, our coupling began beneath a small altocumulus cloud. I knew then that she was the perfect Moon Creature for me.”
- From FOUR-VECTOR FEATHERWOODS:
“Her ample backdoor provided all the airlock pressure we would need. Soon, sexual congress commenced.”
- From SEDUCTION IN THE SUBDUCTION ZONES:
“She fondled the large emplacement of basalt rock. When he eventually loosened her from the restrictive iguana harness, she cooed amorously…”
- From LONGITUDINAL ENGINES:
“The biblical God is usually a sloppy manufacturer. But he outdid himself with Ginny. She was a busty, big-diesel masterpiece whom I loved to read poetry to.”
- From KEPLERIAN CRANKSHAFT:
“He dipped his hardened magma plug into her rock pool. Together, they could feel the Earth’s crust buckle.”
“Some nights we were two sworn enemies standing waist-deep in gasoline, one with three matches, the other with five. And then…out of nowhere…some force would propel us… into each others’ pinch machine…”
“Kay radiated magic, poetry and…lust. I enjoyed nuzzling her Pale Blue Dot.
- From PLUTONIAN PLEASURE SQUAD:
“Her buttocks trembled in a lyrical way…this singular beauty made me pine for the satisfying hues of Sigma Orionis.”
“He pried open her fleshy portal with the throbbing anticipation of a Wolf-Rayet star.”
“Geologically we were in the most active body of the Uranian system. Thus, Rick’s thickening, hardening and elongating served as gripping metaphor.”
- From LOVE BUDDIES OF URANUS:
“ ‘I always prayed that somebody would stuff my chute,’ said Rick while preparing to leap from the sky cruiser. ‘And thanks to Todd, that prayer has been answered.’
- From LOVE BUFFET ON MARS:
“Our union, so full of culinary delights, made us feel like carnal gladiators, yes, but also like world-champion gurgitators.”
- From DOUBLE-CLUSTER DUVETS:
“I felt as though I were a cosmic quilt-maker…the rich tapestry of intricate, interwoven ecstasy nearly left me for dead…”
- From THE SEXUAL SAFARIS OF SEDNA:
“Reality died screaming when Todd removed the accommodator mask from the tentacled beast.”
- From FINE DINING ON DEIMOS (co-written with Ray Kroc):
“Todd was a griddle man through and through, so cooking up a thick, rich stew of carnal flavors was no challenge for him. Doing it in zero gravity, however, was the tricky part.”
Sagan Valentine by Ironic Sans
