Chapter 16: Who Says What Happens in Vegas... Sharon rolled to her left... or tried to roll; the heavy blanket kept her from moving very much. She smiled, enjoying the warm bed, and the full, heavy pillow. She settled back, reveling in that semi-lucid lucky time when you can control your dreams, if only for a moment. What was it that Lisa had called it......
*All character engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18, in case it's not obvious or mentioned. *This chapter has no sex scenes in it. Don't be too disappointed, there will be chapters that will have too much sex in them and everything will balance out. *This is a long story intended to span many chapters, please go back and read the previous chap...
She woke up from a bad-dream nap, the taste of metal filings in her mouth; it was always like that, with repairs underway. The whole ship was filthy, with epoxy and fresh weld seams everywhere amid a constant stink of ozone. The message chime sounded again, and Pixy dragged her head across the pillow to look incoherently at the plot repeater mounted to the h...
Jade grinned in delight at John and the girls, appearing as an exact replica of their beautiful Chief Engineer, right down to the golden coronas around her pupils. Dana leaned closer, open-mouthed with shock as she was faced with her own double staring right back at her. "Oh wow! Do I really look like that?!" Dana marvelled, darting around on the bed to loo...
Ladies and Gentlemen, thirteen years (almost to the day) since I first posted a tale on Literotica, I have finally gotten around to posting an entry to a competition -- please find herein my entry to the 2018 Valentine's Day Comp! Please do give me a vote if you enjoy this tale, it's a slow burn but it's definitely worth your patience. I may not be the mos...
M Hotel booked. Travel routed. Time taken. Bags packed. I was so excited by the time we were leaving I didn't need any coffee. I was so awake. Cal, of course, fixed himself a to-go cup and we caught breakfast on the road. Randy had tried to go to sleep at a reasonable hour, but going to bed at one or two when he was used to sleeping at three or four, then...
NOTE: This is book two in my Sergeant Mike's Miracle Tour series. The first, My Country Tis of Thee, is also posted in the Novels and Novellas section. While I suppose technically, you can read this story as a standalone, I believe it will be more poignant for those who have read My Country. And one more thing...a beta reader once said that reading this st...
Part Sixteen: Checkmate Chapter Fifty-Five LEVERIA I awoke to an explosion. Metal screeched, then banged, and I was suddenly hurled from my bed, and smashed into a wall. My head smacked against the stones, my teeth clicked, and whatever sleepiness remained left in my brain was shot out with a concussive thud. My blurred vision made out a pair of orange e...
Freja & Jeanie Disclaimer: Welcome to Freja & Jeanie. This story is part of my larger story cycle, commonly known as "The Alexaverse." As always, many thanks and gratuitous panty-shots courtesy of Freja and Jeanie are directed at my long-suffering editor and Beta-reader, who makes sure my grammar is on point. Constructive reviews and critiques are w...
(Author's note: I would like to thank my friend Allan for providing the inspiration for this story.) The news came as a great shock to the friendly and respectable folk of Finchley, a predominately residential suburb in the district of Barnet in north London. For some months now, a very ugly spectacle was taking place in the vicinity of Church End, often k...