Finally I had been waiting more than 6 months for the WWE to come back to my hometown Dallas Texas and next Monday I had tickets for a live show of Monday night Raw. Now if I was honest the real reason for me going wasn't for the intense wrestling action or for a chance to boo WWE champ John Cena I was going to see the divas. Yes I'm a T and A wrestling fan...
On my 24th birthday—the age of release, as we call it—I left Berniyoe, never to return. Girls had two options: become breeder to a Lord, or go out into the galaxy. Breeders were generally treated well—it is a sacred duty after all—although that depended to some degree on the Lord you agreed to. A lot of girls jumped at the chance for a secure existence. But...
The biggest reason for doing this essay isn't because I think everyone out there who is reading this is interested in me or even really wishes to know anything about me . . . believe me if you know me . . . I'm anything but conceited and full of myself. The reason for it is because as some know I'm in the Survivor Contest here on Literotica and my personal g...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this for another Literotica voyager who was apparently having a bad day. At least I assumed that from the tear stained Email she sent me. Mark. * * * * * "Oh, who the hell is that? It's ten o'clock at night...just figures, everything else has been going wrong...so why not this...shit." Normally I don't swear. Girls aren't suppose...
Would I? That was the question. Jasmine had really got off on the idea of another guy fantasising over our sexual acts and wanted to put on a live act. Would I get off on it? My next door neighbour Brad was the coolest kind of friend you could ask for, and had already caught us screwing outside the day before. Jasmine wanted to actually have him watch us do...
This started out as a silly response to a silly post in a Star Trek fan group: Write your best Star Trek erotica/fan fiction. The word "erotica" was actually struck-through. I wrote a few sentences. Then, a few more. Then, I showed a friend so she could have a few giggles. She actually encouraged me to keep going. I didn't need to be told twice. What foll...
As usual I was almost late. I only lived five minutes from the golf club and so I always convinced myself I could leave it until the last minute before jumping into the car. This was a Saturday mixed foursomes invitational competition which was something I didn't often get involved in. In fact, some of my Sunday morning golfing cronies would have been horri...
NOTE: For those of you who have not been following this series, it's about 24 main characters that are all news anchors. They are doing video shoots and using select pictures in the shoot for two calendars. One calendar is of single and married anchors. The second calendar is of MILFS. The proceeds are going to their selected charities and each anchor gets t...
These are the stuff of a series of dreams that came out of all the Star Trek Series and the strong desires that right triumph over evil and sex be recognized as valid not scorned. You need to read Report One, & Wrong Aim in the Celebrities section,and Episodes 2 & 3 in the Sci-Fi section for background. In the Sci-Fi sections the Star Trek names were...
"Those men –" I began. "It's OK," he repeated. I clung to him, my trembling gradually subsiding. "Try to sleep," he said softly. "I'll stay awake, although I'm sure the sheikh's put his own people outside the tent now." I nodded, and twined my fingers in his hair, my other hand resting on the muscles of his shoulder. I forced myself to relax, and felt my...