Sidled up alongside the Galaxy Fleet hospital ship "Mercy", the scout ship "Gazelle" was a mere speck--a hundred-meter arrowhead docked to a bulbous cylinder ten times longer and displacing a hundred times more mass. Of course, the single pilot of the "Gazelle"--30-year old Galaxy Scout Galina Barding--was used to the gigantic ego of the Galaxy Fleet. All s...
The first week alone among the orcs passed far less painfully than Misty had feared. Roaji had left her with a decent amount of money; enough to see her fed for at least a month with extras, and no one was trying to turf her out of his little abode. She was left free to come and go as she wanted and Enge the stand in leader of the community was ignoring her...
As the light vanished and Monique stepped into her own futuristic room, she looked around at her surroundings as the other girls had done as well. Besides looking like it had come out of a cheesy space movie, the room was empty except for a king-size bed in the middle. The bed had a light red comforter and pillows, basically matching the tube top that Moniq...
Author's Note: This is a story of the frustrations presented by new, but also predictable, circumstances, and the means of alleviating, or at least dealing, with them. It is, however, almost certainly pointless. Therefore, in the immortal words of Mark Twain: "Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to...
The Storm Chapter 9 In "Sarah goes to College" It had been 3 days since Meri had been suited. 4 months since the school year began, and Sarah had found herself forced into her own bitchsuit. Now, the school was sending Sarah to the cheerleading coach's house for the weekend, following news and weather reports of a massive storm headed towards the college t...
Foreword: Before you read this story we think it is important to point out a few things. This story was actually written by two people myself and my friend Helen, and is part of an ongoing role-playing scene. Having logged our scene we decided it would be fun to submit it to Literotica, and so we edited the logs to make them nice and presentable and this is...
Vampires. They're the lords of the night, the stalkers of the living. Each one was an irresistible pale beauty with powers far greater than any creature who lurked in the darkness. With one simple gaze they can trap you in their lustful spell and turn you into a mindless puppet. They held the strength of ten men and the speed of a cheetah. For countless Cent...
Howdy, folks. Brother Sam here. A tall, good-looking, forthrightly bisexual young black man with a poignant story to tell. Why do I bother with introductions anymore? Habit and protocol. At this point, all of you know who I am. I recently left the city of Boston, my usual hunting ground, because one of my stunts attracted way too much attention. So, I went t...
For background on this story, see the two previous stories of Zuzie and me. * The morning after I proved a point and upheld Zuzie's reputation by bringing her rival, Tomiss, to two grocks, roughly equivalent to climaxes for Earth females, she called me to schedule when she would beam me up again. While watching me with Tomiss she had gotten very horny agai...
Larissa woke up slowly, sunlight permeating the curtains in her bedroom. She stretched her tired muscles in bed, beating back the blankets and covers that snaked around her body like an unseen lover. In contrast, her dreams had been extremely loving; although she couldn't really remember the dreams, she knew that thinking about them provided a pleasurable, c...