Chapter 1 - Genesis - Year: 2110 AD My name is Nick and I am a member of the Human Genesis group. Well, more like a 'volunteer?;' during my senior year of high school, they set up a flier detailing how they'd pay people 230 Credits just to check my DNA! No brainer, right? Then after they check my DNA, they offered me a job just to stand around and literall...
She smiled down at me. I was sitting in the chair while she stood before me. "You know the rules," she said sternly. I swallowed hard and nodded to her. My mouth was already dry and the words came slowly, as they always did. "Please Mistress, hurt my cock and balls." She grinned. "There is no way for you to stop this once I start. You understand that, righ...
"I think it's time we had another party, honey. What do you think?" Quinn asked his wife, Veronica, as they sat on the dock of their lake house having early evening cocktails. The forty-two year old was a thing of unusual beauty. At 5-feet, 4-inches tall, 105 pounds, perfect 34C breasts, shoulder length reddish-brown hair, and a well-toned and tanned body,...
This story was inspired by a Domme that wanted me to write a story about being with a man. It was at first just a few paragraphs. She then wanted more and suggested I add various elements. She knew it embarrassed the hell out of me to write it. But then she knew how much I was a victim of my own sensuality and more would follow. She knew she just need to giv...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. This FAWC was based around the theme of music, with four songs given to choose from. The song that inspired this story was...
As Cassandra propelled me roughly down the upstairs hallway, I knew that having been caught by my Owner/Mistress Angel enjoying the most exquisite orgasm of my life riding the talented tongue of my sister slave Suzie without permission, that I was in deep, very deep trouble. There wasn't a single doubt in my mind that my punishment would be most unpleasant a...
It was a Monday night and like every Monday night I was at the Q-Club shooting pool with Jack and Michael. It was a tradition we started in college, and despite new jobs, marriages, and divorces we kept up the tradition for the seven years after college, well at least as best we could. The Q-Club was a dive bar on the outskirts of town. It wasn't a place y...
Ch. 1: How it all started Hannah Johnson is just the average woman in her early 20's settling in her first apartment with her best friend, Gina Adams. Both women were gorgeous, but Hannah and particular was the one who always had all the men swoon. With her dark curly hair, green eyes, perfect smile, and perfect body, she normally got everything she wanted...
Help Desks. When they're good, they're very, very good, and when they're bad you want to reach down that phone and throttle that smiling idiot who is laughing at your misfortunes. Sometimes you just know that they have an enormous checklist of one thousand six hundred and twenty seven questions, and they're going to go through them one by one. Q. Have you t...
Giving Quinn space was one of the hardest things Santana had ever had to do. It almost physically hurt because as the weeks passed she became increasingly aware of what the other bitch-goddess meant to her. Not that she did anything useful with all that time like decide for sure whether she wanted her friend back or something more, Santana just knew she like...