It's the year twenty fifty two. Nobody talks about how we're living in the future. We're just in it and bored. There still aren't flying cars. There are cheap self driving taxis, but the traffic makes them pointless. The city is overpopulated. Mass transit is the only way to get around. The subway system is privatized now though. Everything is owned by corpo...
I imagine you, or someone like you. Someone you know and care about deeply. I imagine them on their way to their car in some subterranean garage or dimly lit driveway. Maybe a park. Or their door to their apartment. Anywhere where I can do what I imagine makes me happy. Makes me feel strong, virile, and superhuman. I imagine them at their door. They have a...
* Unfortunately, this is the last part of the story, although a slight idea for a sequel was born when I wrote the end, so maybe in the future... It was fun giving writing this theme a shot and I might do a new story if not the sequel if there's enough requests. * 09 - Touchdown Tiness gave Tau-Tau and Ochio the same paint job as Spidley, only using a gr...
Please note: the following is FICTION. There is no such company and no such products. ***** Men, are you frustrated because your wife or girlfriend is no longer the person she used to be? Perhaps she has gained weight or let herself go? Maybe she doesn't give you the appreciation and respect you deserve, or has terrible mood swings, or has a tendency to n...
Abstract: Flight Engineer Meghan Rafferty joins an off-world mining shaft crew working in the asteroid belt, but no one told her about her real job. * "Why the hell does my spacesuit have high heels?" asked rookie Flight Engineer Meghan Rafferty. The din of alarms prevented nearby Asteroid Miner Technician Lori Brower from understanding the question. Th...
You are bound, gagged and blindfolded, your legs delightfully spread wide for me, the sweat glistening off your breasts, belly and face and glimmering in the soft glow of candlelight. The brim of your irresistible cunt drips with the mixture of my semen, overpowering female musk and the commingling bouquet of our lechery. You are very relaxed from the wine a...
I'm stacking towels on the high shelf, arms above my head when you come up behind me. Your fingertips start at my elbows, skimming slowly down my arms. Your fingers flatten out to trace further over my tits then back to tips to work down my body to my waist. Your fingers curl around my hips and you hold me as you push your body against me. I feel your cock p...
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Nipplemania: - An Advanced Guide for Pain-sluts and Their Partners NOTE: This article is for entertainment purposes only. The author assumes absolutely no responsibility or liability resulting from employment of any of the thoughts expressed herein. * After spanking, nipple torment is probably the most widely practiced S &M activity. It runs the gamut fr...
This was the moment that I had both been secretly dreading and excited for for the last two days. Usually it was him in control, him who called the shots; but tonight...tonight was my turn. I stand looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, electric blue eyes heavy with smoky eye make-up, and lips a seductive shade of scarlet. My long brown hair flowing downw...