It’s the year 2098, Earth has successfully made contact with other planets, and civilization has progressed, with shared technology. Alas, in the long search and contact, not all were neutral or allies. Some inner-city bar, late at night: “Hey, hottie. Don’t see women like you here, much.” A dark skinned woman, crimson hair in two large afro puffs, leaned against the wall and waited for the bathroom. Busty, curvy, rather...

Reeon tried to play it cool as he slowly got up. She stepped out of the way, then slapped his butt, once in the bedroom, Reeon felt four hands grab him and turn him around, two on his wrist, two on his hips, with a force he wasn’t prepared for, that almost spun him off his feet. “You better be ready.” He looked down at the short woman, she gave him a smile. “Don’t be nervous now.” “I’m not.” He went for her top breast and...

Reeon had that already ruined silk shirt on the bed, he sat up over it on his knees, while he stroked his cock, he had a nice buzz going, and didn’t hear her over the sound as she snuck in and climbed on the bed. There was no stopping her hard cock now. She crawled up behind him, kept her cock just at bay, hand slipped around his hip to the base of his cock. “Oh shit,” he yelled and jumped. She tightened her grip. “Don’t...

Reeon woke up in the morning to noises echoing through the ship, groggy, stumbled out the bedroom to see many aliens and pieces of the ship scattered about, just in nothing but boxers. “Good morning,” two of them greeted him. He gave a noncommittal wave. “Hope you don’t mind, but we made something similar to what you humans call coffee. You can have some, if you like,” said a female. He looked at her light gray muscular b...

Reeon sat in orbit for a while trying to figure out what to do, and decided to go through his things. Jazzibelles eyes opened. “System check. New hardware, new software. Good, I’m fixed. Wait. What is that? Why’s there a list?” “I should see what food there is.” “What the fuck‽” She shouted. “She’s awake!” “I’m gonna kill him! Where did my ass go‽ I’m gonna murder him!” “Fuck she’s awake.” He saw her march past his door....

A man buys a used cargo ship to make some easy money and found the packaged deal bot had his first package to receive. With credits to burn, a man found himself at what looked like a used ship dealer that he was told towed the line between cheap and quality. He needed something that could make a quick getaway, and make quick money to keep him moving, at least for a while. “Welcome to Winston’s Preowned Ships,” the man gre...

It’s my favorite thing about a man, and I don’t know why. Is it a kink, a fetish… oral fixation? Sure. My desire to please, a thirst that needs quenched, the thing that turns me on the most, sometimes it feels like it might be better than receiving what could hot that sweet spot. I’m just an eager slut about it, sure, it’s the best part of foreplay, sometimes I get carried away, yet it’s not a disappointment if it goes no...

The music was bumping; he was a real vibe on the couch, watching the rest on the dance floor, the beat drops and the bass throbs, the lights catch his trance, crowd moving out there grooving like a nickelodeon view, bits and pieces in neon, ravers with glow sticks or light sabers, out there like erratic Now and Laters. “Hey, you good baby?” His eye averted to a dark skin hottie with a smile, slipped by his side, green hai...

He knew he was late, or close to it, but should've been on time to catch the subway to make up for lost time since his bicycle had gotten a flat tire—his precious fixed gear. The bike slung over his shoulder, he dashed up to the elevated platform. There was one right there! He didn’t need to go far, just far enough, there was a bike shop somewhere, a quick fix and he wouldn’t be too late. The fare paid, a sigh of relief q...

He knows I can’t resist, loves to tease, knowing I won’t—can’t say no. He knows what happens to me when that weapon is brandished. He knows there are no rules. He knows any time and any place. He knows he can lord it over me because I am weak. He knows the terms are unspoken, always open. He knows my drug, so highly addictive. He knows it makes my mouth salivate. He knows I can’t control my hyperfixation. He knows I need...