Within this world there exists a powerful force, a force fuelled by passion, pleasure and love. Known as the Lovelace, it grants the world the power of magic and blesses our lives with its presence. Blooming forth from the hearts of the truly happy, the Lovelace exists inside all of us, filling us with energy and happiness. Said to have been born in ages past from the wishes for a shining future, it has ended war and strife, stopped pointless crimes, ended prejudice and brought the races of the world together as one.
A curious side-effect of the birth of the Lovelace was the way it expressed its need for power. Gifted by the Lovelace are a special set of people, the Threadbearers, people who can see the threads of love that emanate from the hearts of the joyful. Given amazing powers of love, the Threadbearers have changed our world by influencing the hearts of its people, all to empower the Lovelace. The fastest way to give that magic spell our power? Sex, of course.
When a person orgasms, they create a thread that joins the Lovelace, repairs it and gives it new life. To make sure that people of all races around the world create threads of love, the Threadbearers wrote into law the Edict of Love. This new law meant that any person could have sex with any other at any time, no matter what they were doing. This edict has been part of our world for thousands of years, revised countless times and discussed at length by the greatest minds, but it still stays the same at its core.
Fast-forward to today, a cool winter's day in the year 2540. The sunlight filtering into your bedroom has finally woken you from your sleep, the clock beside your bed insisting that the hour has already passed the point of midday. Rubbing your eyes and sitting up, you take stock of the situation. Nothing too out of the ordinary. Naked as the day you were born and with a throbbing case of morning wood, you sit up on the edge of your bed. Also lying in the bed, sound asleep facing away from the window, is a young woman as naked as you are. Probably in her early 20s, with a lithe body, small chest and cute butt, you struggle to remember her name. Long, brown hair, dazzling green eyes and a smile that would melt the coldest of hearts, you met her yesterday. One of many wanderers in this world, staying in the homes of kind strangers in exchange for miscellaneous chores and the easy access of a warm body, she knocked on your door wearing nothing but a backpack and a nearly see-through silk dress. You chuckle as you look her over, noticing a little white trail of your seed running down her backside from her rear entrance, a reminder of your night of vigourous love-making.
Standing up, you weigh up your options. This throbbing erection isn't going to go away in a hurry, but your stomach rumbling reminds you of more mortal concerns. The brunette beauty on your bed isn't exactly running out the door, but who knows how much longer she'll stay? Maybe you could use her for a bit. In that case, do you even bother waking her up? It's not uncommon for people to have sex while sleeping these days, especially when you can just walk into any place you please. Choices, choices ... |