Amy stood in front of the mirror, eyeing up her nude form. As she ran a slender hand up her smooth legs, the alien inside her thought of how its host had once been. Amy was an introvert. She didn't like talking that much, never really went out, and never had much interest in guys. But now everything was different. She had a boyfriend, went out regularly, and...
I watched Molly walking down the aisle, delivering something - paperwork of some kind - to one of the guys in the engineering bullpen. Molly gave me a warm smile as she passed, and instead of just gawking as I once would have, I smiled back, just as warmly, and briefly ran my tongue along my lip. I had had a few lesbian fantasies about her, as well as Linda,...
John read the draft of the Tel Staw Constitution, and noticed that its first article was so drafted: "The Tel Staw legal system complies with the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, therefore the Core Universal Human Rights Instruments, together with all their Optional Protocols signed so far, are immediately enforceable here. These Instruments are an i...
We slept fitfully. I felt the latex sheets stop pumping from time to time and air was pumped in for our 'circulation.' This gave Isabelle and I chance to shift and, over the night, we ended up more in the fetal position with each other. I had no idea at all of what time it was when a slave appeared and ordered us to hold hands and lie flat again, once more t...
I thought the boss was going to bust a gut trying to keep a straight face. Because of the recent investigations into our company's supposed overseas sweatshops–charges that were dropped–the project in Bangkok needed more than my operational expertise. He'd decided, he said, to send along someone from human resources to do the contracting and wage structure....
This is my 20th contribution to Literotica; my first in quite some time. I thought I would use it to evaluate my experiences with Literotica, both good and bad. The website has become a part of my daily routine. I have read some wonderful things here; some very exciting material. But I have also read some of the most God awful stories ever written. I don't r...
In the fall of 2020, twelve female personalities of international politics disappeared in a single day. Secret services around the planet were astonished, not being able to explain how any organization could have the necessary infrastructure to organize a global operation like that, and do it without being detected. The answer to who could have done it and w...
Sara stared in the mirror at her breasts. She squeezed them. Hard. She did not care if the damned things bruised. Hell, she wanted nothing more than to cut the fuckers off. But what would that accomplish? Really? He would still be a woman. It was not fair. For as long as he could remember Steve as he thought of himself had felt like a boy...a man. All of t...
[These two stories have virtually nothing in common but their category, which is why they make a nice contrast -- the darkened play room, the brightly sunlit grass.] Good For One Thing "Men are only good for one thing," I explained to June. The pretty blonde crinkled her brow. "But I thought you were independently wealthy," she said after a moment of thin...
It was Rick's first day of a new contract. After being introduced to his colleagues, he set up his laptop, and while the flood of essential reading materials entered into his email in-tray, he got himself a foul tasting cup of coffee, returned to his desk and and was ready to get to work. Which first meant surveying the office talent. First impressions we...