Leonard James "Buttweasel" Crabthorne was out on the prowl, and he was hungry for butt. Not a day went by when he didn't want to slip his crafty old sausage up some craven sphincter and today was no different. Wearing his best wig, a fine pair of stalking boots and a giant poncho, he was a visual education in magnificence. On entering his favorite drinking...
Chapter 21: Homeward Bound ***** The following morning after Jack received Admiral Bancroft's latest message, he called together his own war council to decide the best course of action for a return to Java. Apart from Kat, Abigail, and Greg, the rest of the commanders had only heard the basic premise, not knowing the full details of what Bancroft was askin...
Enterprise went on a mission to explore some clusters in space. T'pol spoke againts it because she needed to study it more. Archer thought she was wrong. The study said it had no bad affects. It was safe to explore it The humans were jumping up like happy puppies at the wonderfull lights of the clusters. They also like the way lighting flash around them. T'p...
Codes: New, TNG, Riker/Troi Summary: An alternate scene in "Where Silence Has Lease". A F**k or Die challenge story. NC-17 * * * * * The entity, Nagilum, asked to them to demonstrate procreation. "Not likely," replied Dr. Pulaski. "You will, or many will die. There are numerous ways to die, captain. My experiments should only take a third of your crew."...
Toast? Why do I smell toast? My eyes flutter open, and a ratty brown teddy bear gazes at me through two glassy eyes. Could this innocent, if not entirely unsavory teddy bear be the source of the toast odor? And how does a teddy bear come to bear the scent of toast in the first place? My new bedmate has no answers for me, so I don't even bother asking it wh...
This story is told by the main character, Henry Gordon. Prologue The story begins with Henry Gordon sitting with his grandchildren, from his daughter Emily. I had sought out the help of the Charmed Ones and the Power Rangers to find a way to try and kill the Beast and also rescue my cousin Br...
Sometimes I feel like I was meant for other things. My name is Farduusa Ibrahim and I am a young black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Calgary, Alberta. I recently moved there from the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Last fall I graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in economics. I thought I would find work easily but somehow, I...
First of all I want to thank all of you who have read this series and sent me all the nice comments and votes! Hope you will enjoy the next chapters as well, and please continue sending me suggestions on how to improve my writings. A special thanks goes to my editor Smy3th for providing such useful suggestions and corrections on the text. Thank you so much...
This is the first in a series of stories I have been working on. Dick and Ayva are fictional characters, and if there is any resemblance to anyone in real life is... well let's just say my husband does not read Literotica. At least I hope he doesn't. Ayva is a closet pervert. Dick is a oppositional defiant little monster trapped in a man's body. Lucky one o...
Disclaimer: This is a requested sexual fantasy....no trademark infringement is meant and any resemblance to the television show or it's characters is purely a gross figment of our imagination. Chief Medical Officer's Personal Log: Stardate; 14013.2258 All's well in sickbay, and I at last have a moment to myself to reflect on my son Wesley's decision to g...