I've edited my entire Sonic mega-series into a more compact 18-part story. All chapters of all separate series have been edited into one title with all parts in chronological order. You can find the full story here-
http://diosoth.net46.net/
Here is a sample of the erotica found within-
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This story takes place roughly three years after the events of Sonic:
The Madness
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Watching the snow fall was almost calming. The outdoors glittered in the
fresh layer of white powder, every bit of color hidden from view by the
pure white snow. Stirring the cup of hot cocoa, the bat smiled. Smiling
not because of the calm scene, but because some dirty, disgusting thought
had come to mind.
Striding to the couch with grace, Rouge grabbed the newspaper from her
husband. "Feeling adventurous?"
"I'm not driving to the store in this," he moaned, "I don't wanna be in
a car accident that bad."
"Nothing like that," Rouge said softly, pointing outside. "Ever thought
about making love outside in the snow?"
"Nope," Thomas responded. "It's gotta be fifteen degrees out there! You
wouldn't get my pants off with a knife in that air."
She said, "twenty three degrees, actually. And it's not like we'd be out
there too long... and you'd have your dick in my hot pussy to keep it
safe... not like anyone would see us... but I guess it's a stupid idea..."
Folding the paper neatly into a square, Rouge continued, "anyway, it's
safer inside. Safe and the same with no challenge..."
"You saying I couldn't get you off out there?" Tom felt challenged, if
anything. His wife knew how to do this to him, trick her lover into such
ideas.
The bat mumbled, "not at all... might be a little tough keeping hard in
the cold, but a real man could do it."
Jumping to his feet, Tom Adriani had been thoroughly baited. "Get your
winter clothes out..."
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Cold was certainly a tame word to describe the outdoors. Freezing may have
been a far better way to put it, as the snow fell and slight winds blew.
Pushing the back mansion doors open, the couple felt the chill almost
instantly. Running to the large window sill, knowing better than to even
attempt such a position standing up, Thomas sat as the bat jumped him,
latching on. Biting her love's lower lip playfully, gloved hands rubbing
his pants, Rouge ignored the chilled air and allowed her internal fires to
ignite.
"Gotta try..." she mouthed, kicking off a boot and pulling down her pants,
kicking a leg free. "Wow, it's cold out here!" The air hit bare skin,
though she believed this would be over soon. Yanking down on the zipper,
pulling Tom's dick out, she tried her best to mount but the seat offered
almost no real room.
Gripping his own rod and attempting to force it in, Thomas could barely
find her vaginal lips, his own gloves offering no feeling to what was
being touched. "This isn't working! My dick feels like it's frozen!"
"If I could just..." Struggling to hold on, the bat girl fell backwards,
landing in the piled ice, screaming as her entire naked backside found
itself buried in pure, unforgiving cold.
Quickly, lifting his wife off the ground, Tom ran through the doors and
slammed them shut. "You okay?"
"My ass feels like a frozen turkey! Bathtub! Hot water!" Running as quick
as her own chilled muscles would allow, skin stinging from exposure,
Rouge hit the water faucets of their deluxe bathtub, stripping down and
jumping in, heat rippling through Rouge's body. The initial burning sting
was almost as bad as the snow, but as her skin adjusted to the warmth,
she suddenly felt at ease.
"I think my nuts crawled up into my body!"
"Tom..." Looking up at him with an expression begging forgiveness, "if I
ever do suggest anything THAT dumb EVER again... smack the shit out of me.
Let me see..." Reaching for her husband's crotch, rubbing gently over the
skin, "you'll be fine." Suddenly grinning with an evil expression, stroking
slowly, her examination turned into stimulation, rising from the water.
"Blow it on my tits."
Tugging on the foreskin rapidly, her other hand pinching on the tip,
teasing the sensitive nerve bundle and chanting, "do it," Rouge could
barely wait. Tom's breathing quickened, the sign he was ready, as sperm
shot out, Rouge's hand catching some of the mess on her wedding ring,
the rest dripping down to her pink nipples. "You're fine."
"I'd better examine you now," her love grunted, easing into the steamy
bath. "Your tail okay? Your ass? I hope your pussy wasn't injured..."
Lifting from the warm embrace, the bat woman rested on the tub's edge,
legs parted for a full view of her silky bottom. "It should be okay,
but take a closer look... still love me?" He responded with a gentle kiss
before sinking down. "Smooth talker, aren't you?"
Fingers crawling around her supple body, Thomas inquired, "feel that?"
"Felt it," she replied, her stubby point of a tail tingling at the touch.
Kissing slowly along her mound, down to the lips that seemed to call for
his tongue, Rouge moaned out in delight. "My pussy seems to be just
fine."
"It's not fine," he grunted, "it's perfect." Sucking hard for one last
taste of his wife's juices, Tom rose up and with a quick lift, pulled the
bat on top of him. "Still want to do this? Hot water isn't as risky but
should be just as good."
Knees resting on the smooth tile, Rouge's hips rocked in a circle, teasing
the throbbing rod, slowly inching down, filling her insides. "Slow or
fast?"
Tom responded, "slow. I cum a lot more out when we do it slow."
Eyes closed, leaning close, sucking his lips as her tongue slid into
her husband's mouth, Rouge Adriani began to block out her surroundings,
focused only on Tom, focused on the sex. Focused on the sudden tickle
in her foot. "Punishment for almost getting my nuts frozen. I'm tickling
you the whole time."
Toes curling tight, the bat girl pulled back to smile. "A fun punishment.
Make me sorry, big boy..." One hand gently grazing the sole of her foot,
the other squeezing the soft breast, Thomas eased into the kiss. Moaning
to urge him on, Rouge's only thought was, 'oh, god, this tickles...'