Scenario : The West In The 22nd Century (The ideas in this story are merely fictions of the future. They are not meant to cause offence to anyone, whether Jewish, Muslim, 'western', 'eastern', religious etc. Read with an open mind. I posted Chapter 5 of this story on Literotica in 2007 under the title of 'Discovery Of The Real America', in which the lead...
Jens rubbed lotion on her bald scalp. She was convinced she had a major sunburn although all anyone else could see was a little pinkness. Jens had successfully avoided sunlight for years. Then she lost a bet with Melora. She was grudgingly going into the sun now, but still resisted getting the full body tan Melora demanded. Jens peaked through the curtains...
My name is Shamika Sandler Brown and I'm a six-foot-tall, busty and kind of curvy, big-bottomed black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I work as a computer science teacher at the Nicholson Institute of Technology in Boston, Massachusetts. By night, I'm a part-time member of the Boston Police Department and the world-famous superhe...
**Everyone in this story is at least 18** ***** I was still in high school when I met the guy of my dreams. He was absolutely perfect in every way. Medium brown skin, green eyes, raven hair, and athletic build. His name was Javier and he was on the swim team at our school. Guys like him usually never looked twice at girls like me. I wasn't athletic at all...
Jackson looked at his friend Samantha. She looked simply beautiful in her red dress. Her long black hair framed her slightly angular face. Her green eyes seemed to shine with an inner light and her light golden skin seemed to glow. She smiled, revealing sharp fangs. He felt a chill down his spine. They stood facing each other on the roof of a church, somewhe...
This story talks about sex and religion. There will be some rough sex and elements of BDSM, so if you are looking for romance, this is not the story for you. Also, if you harbor in your heart any thoughts about the sanctity of religion, then please move along, because I will surely offend you. Otherwise, I present to you Part 3 of A Priestess of Isis. ****...
Prologue * * * * * To: Cardinal Aldous From: Dr. Luten Fabbrizi Date: 5.16.07 Re: Requested Information Cardinal, As you know the weather in the alps has been horrendous for the past several days, however, last night at approximately 2:34am we had a window of opportunity open and we were finally able to view the area you had inquired about. What we f...
From Michael Stone's Journal: "I have never attempted to write down anything. It was unnecessary before. It was, in fact, against the rules. Hunters are not allowed to have any written record of their activities, except for what reports they file at the headquarters of The Organization. Everything we do must be kept secret. The world is not ready for the tr...
A late spring sunny day. Cheryl and James' garden. She is a delightful forty something lady. Medium size, short blonde hair, green eyes, lovely legs. She is blessed also by a spiced and varied conversation. James is about ten years older. Rather strong built, grey haired, he owns with his wife an antiquarian gallery and bookshop. It's Sunday and for the firs...
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed engaging in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older. Actual historical figures or living people represented are done strictly for context and humour, I lay no claim to them. If you had trouble following the plots of Pulp Fiction or Four Rooms because of the back-and-forth timelines, just turn around and leave now, as...