What Kind of Party is It? was a fine story written by Zeke81 and I urge you to read it first. (Special thanks to Zeke81 for the OK on this version of his original tale) This Alternate is a take on what would have happened had John and Kelly not left a "private" party at a nightclub (whose activities they were unaware of)-- an event they were invited to by f...
Shelacta Tales One Prologue Shelacta (pronounced She-Lacta) is a contemporary parallel world very similar to our own early 21st Century world except in its sexual practices. Sexual changes have affected the human race. Young women have become forced to be sexual predators. Once a woman has reached the age of 18 she is mature but she must force five men t...
The next day was Saturday and soon after he got up Jack received another call from the clinic. Jack was asked if he would mind coming in to the clinic as soon as was convenient that morning. Since Jack didn't have any plans for the day he quickly agreed. They didn't go into any details about what he would be doing but Jack was sure it would be a very fun and...
Through the years Chris had developed a magnificently hard body. He had played football in high school and college and as the quarterback had always been a much sought after date. Even though he had many offers from cheerleaders and coeds he had never lost his virginity. Chris had fooled around with many of the girls and been caressed through his jeans and e...
Life had been pretty good for me. My mother, Aunt Constance and I lived in a quite country town in a big old house. My father had deserted us when I was very young, so young that I don't remember him being around, but he had provided well for us, so it was a happy, comfortable upbringing, although a little boring at times. There was some occasional tension...
Clint had seen her in the bar every week for a month. Doris was her name. He'd overheard one of her girlfriends call her that the second week. She was a real nice piece of ass. Just the kind he liked. A blonde with big tits and a tight waist. Fuckable. There was no ring on her left hand, but he'd seen her in the bar with a guy last week, and that's when hi...
Author's Note: This is a copy written work of fiction, which is for fantasy and entertainment purposes only. Amos Mack labored in the hot, southern, August sun. It was almost 1 pm. He was 25 and a former powerful inner city black gang leader, who had just been released from prison, where he had been serving a ten year sentence for killing a rival gang le...
When you first glanced at her face, Shari looked like she was fresh out of middle school instead of a twenty-year-old woman. Standing a petite five-feet, she had a pretty Chinese face that was framed with straight jet-black hair that fell to the middle of her back. When she giggled, her almond-shaped eyes twinkled, her cute nose wrinkled, and her sweet dimin...
*This post is the original more or less side story in what I now call the Aoyu universe, which includes the Meeting stories, Winter Warmth, A Love Laid Bear, and a few more. This is the first one where I paired up a human female with a Silth male and there's at least one more lengthy plot in the idea archive for a similar pairing. *Literotica rules apply...
"fuck!" Mariella yelled from the other side of the door. James knocked on the door outside her room. "I'm busy!" She yelled back to him. "It is me." He said he said in a commanding tone. "Oh shit." He heard his sister curse. This was proceeded by the sound a few thumps on the floor and the bed before Mariella opened the door. "Is this about your mate?" S...