The warehouse felt empty that night. Normally filled with equipment and film crew, most of the inventory had been emptied with the end of the season's shoot. Grant had been heavily involved with sorting through the show's eclectic collection of machinery and materials. While he enjoyed his time with the show, there were experiments he wanted to conduct that...
This is the final of the Sally's Series due to time commitments...another school year is starting and time becomes a short commodity right about now. To all those who followed this over the summer thanks and I hope this last one meets your expectations.....Seat542 I am turning off voting for this one, but feel free to leave comments... PS—I will be writing...
Thursday. 0625. The ping of my phone filtered through my sleep. Even as my mind started to function, even before my bleary eyes had managed to focus, I knew it was you. And that the game had started. A text. From a number I didn't recognise. And in the text a simple URL, which led to a Google doc with a picture of an airport, somewhere hot and dry, and anot...
Adam could not sleep in the room given to him despite it being reasonably comfortable. Sounds of all nature poured into the room. He listened carefully and tried to understand the nature of the sound or its source. He could not. He twisted and turned as the memories of the past few weeks came flashing back to him. He was on board the merchant vessel Ariel i...
This story is the result of a challenge thread about Time Travel which may lead to a future chain story here on Literotica. This particular story has little 'erotica' and very little actual science although it is entirely fictional. The pre-story 'introduction' is by slyc_willie. * The Temporal Management Agency was established in 2004 once it was determin...
Jacob wasn't sure exactly what he was doing, going to a dominatrix recommended by a friend. However, he trusted Dave, despite not having seen him for a while, and it had been a while since he'd had a good fuck. He showed up, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, not knowing what to expect but having had a couple shots for courage. He didn't really want to be dominate...
Introducing a horny young man. This tale starts slow, but is bound to get juicier in future installments. It is not meant to be taken seriously despite the weighty matters it deals with. All characters are fictional and are over eighteen. --- The young man tramped along the sand immune to the charms of his surroundings. The bright blue sky, the soothing t...
Saturday 10th & Sunday 11th October 1998 Portsmouth Museum Over the weekend I spend the Saturday carefully opening the crates that have been delivered and unpack the contents. The larger items which are not the subject of my interest I move to a storage room. The various papyrus scrolls and the smaller items I lay out on several tables I clear in the recor...
I would like to thank Kalamazoo707 for all of her help with this chapter and for being a great editor. I would like to thank everyone who reads ,votes and/or comments on offerings . ******************** Andrew sadly looked at Catherine as he approached her. He looked from her and then to Amelia with tears in his eyes. "I can't kill her even if it means o...
Samantha awoke feeling as if she was in a dream state. Her head was swimming and she was unsure of her surroundings. For a few moments, she struggled to remember where she was and why she was in this unfamiliar room. She stretched her 5'7" frame to get the kinks out and looked down to discover that she was totally naked. She ran her fingers across her 34D...