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• Everyone is hairless and always naked
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• Everyone is Loved and Wanted!
• In Tomorrow's World #1 the "F" word and Sex is NEVER used to promote Hate & Violence!
Please Enjoy, Steve Nelson's Tomorrow's World #1
Posted July 16, 2012
When I wrote the first early draft of this book, I sent it off to a fellow who calls himself; The Beachcomber. He runs a fine website called; My Favorite Nudes. He liked my early version so well that it came as a surprise to me when he featured my story with HOT pics on his website. Wow! Was I surprised! Anyone can go there even today (18 & Older Please) & find on his site under the 'OUR FRIENDS' section, the nice review he has there with pics.
So now, here for your pleasure to read, is a portion (Text Only) of The Beachcombers Fantastic Review!
Thank You, Steve Nelson
Futuristic Science Fiction writer imagines a world of Total Nudity & Constant Sex
In his story, ‘Tomorrow’s World #1’ author Steve Nelson imagines a future where everyone is hairless & always naked.
Many a dreamer has pictured a society in which clothing was unnecessary. That might require a visit to the distant past, or to a remote primitive society, or perhaps the hidden retreat of some sort of cult. (That could of course, refer to such real world, present day places as; Cap D’Agde, the nudist city on the French Rivera. But we’re talking fantasy here, so we’ll revisit that spot another time.) The most common approach to this erotic day-dream is to jump into the distant future and/or outer space. The adolescent wits of the old “National Lampoon” magazine had some fun with this back in the ‘80’s with something they called “Planet of the naked Women.” The most recent example of this that I’ve seen came from an imaginative writer named Steve Nelson, who’s crafted a variation on the fairly common Sci-fi theme of a post- apocalyptic society. His plot device, which we’ve seen in a number of works, some serious & some silly, is for the protagonist to accidentally get frozen or otherwise put into suspended animation, and not revived until hundreds of years in the future.
All women are bald, and big-breasted in Steve Nelson’s futuristic sex fantasy. . .
To help orient him to the new ways, our Hero is assigned nude nurses & companions. . .
Everybody has a number, matching their address, instead of a name. . .
Getting it On while Getting Around. . .
I can’t finish without noting one of the quirkiest touches in Nelson’s sexual utopia. It seems that one result of the centuries of Genetic Engineering our first-person narrator experiences is a novel mode of transportation.
Because women have become so light-weight, and men so stalwart, women don’t walk any great distances. Instead they ride. And what they ride is the erect _ _ _ _ _of any likely man heading in the same direction. The phrase “going my way?” takes on a whole new meaning in this context. Talk about hooking up!
So imagine, if you will, the streets & public places of a compact city under a dome, with burly, muscular naked bald men walking to & fro. Tiny naked bald women are clinging to the men’s bodies, straddling their erections. Each woman’s v_ _ _ _ _is filled by her “mount’s” , p_ _ _ _her legs wrapped around his waist. As part of the process, of course, the man’s hands are cupping the woman’s naked buttocks; the woman’s breasts pressed against the male chest; and the two are face to face as she rides him. . .
This charming, and to my mind, entertaining, bit of literary junk food. For anybody who, like me, finds nudity and its connection with sexuality to be endlessly fascinating, this tale has the potential of creating some arousal, and maybe of stimulating the readers imagination, too.
So Have Fun, The Beachcomber
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