I had not known how long we had driven, once I was lead into the Therian's white van, and took a spot in the seatless rear end of the van, as the Therian woman and Mike took the driver's seat and passenger seat, but I must had drifted into a sleep deprived doze, because within what felt like minutes of driving, I was shaken abruptly awake. My eyes snap hea...
My name is Rachel Shay. What I'm about to share with you is very difficult. But I must unburden myself somehow. You see, I was born different from the rest of humanity. I am a genetic mutant. Unlike the mutants you see in the movies and read about in science fiction magazines and comics, I'm quite real. And my life isn't a fairytale of adventure. And I live...
"You still have some Hollandaise sauce and hashbrowns on your tits, babe," I told Sonja, who blushed as she shoved them into my face. I ate the sauce and hashbrowns eagerly off Sonja's breasts, pleased that my new slut fiancee was that kinky as to offer them to me that way. She even giggled a bit as she did so, showing that she was still capable of cute, pl...
Hi, there. How are you? My name is James Guillaume. I'm a six-foot-one, fairly good-looking young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm twenty years old and I was born under the sign of the Aquarius. Which pretty much makes me an inquisitive and open-minded person by nature. Lucky me. Because life has been throwing me all kinds of challe...
Last fight for humanity. That's what it's come down to. There are six thousand human beings left in the cosmos. All of us are on this spaceship, the Maverick. We're quite a blend. African-Americans. Caucasians. Asians. Middle-Easterners. Latinos. Jews. Atheists. Agnostics. Gays. Lesbians. All of us huddled together on a city-sized spaceship constructed right...
Nude Day dawned bright and sunny as I finished my sonic shower and returned to our bedroom. My Life Mates had been preparing for the ceremonies by adding makeup to their nipples, pubes and buttocks and frisked about the suite in the 0.7 gee environment. It had cost me over a gigacredit for this suite and for them to attend the BodiSculpt Salon in the hotel l...
Andre Levin's cock felt an intense heat from the tightest of Tamara's holes. His newest bride wasn't merely an anal lover: she was a fanatic for butt sex. Since she had become his third wife, she appeared to almost have schemed with her sister-wives to drain his balls every night before bedtime. Then again, that was no ground for a complaint, especially they...
Chapter Twenty-Three -- The Nymph After the celebratory dance had ended and Commander Sáupeckt's troops had the chance to rest, the militia evacuated the camp at daybreak. Danka was amazed by how completely the place had been stripped when she had the chance to see it in the light. She put on her skirt, but her squad leader ordered her to take it off and ha...
Everything was on the line. It was 11:29 pm, and the executives at ABS were profoundly nervous. The debut edition of their live comedy program, "Rough Sketch," would hit the airwaves in just one minute, and the suits feared a disaster. "Rough Sketch" was ABS's effort to go head-to-head against "Saturday Night Live," and the trade magazines thought the idea...
Many thanks to Lady Christabel for her assistance in editing this essay. * * * The recent news story about a pair of British twins separated at birth who met, fell in love, and married while unaware of their relationship highlights a phenomenon that has been often written about on Literotica, but it is seldom discussed in the mainstream press, ordinary soc...