Here's some info about my book that I think everyone should know.
My book is a Wonderful story. It does use the "F" word so it is not for those under age. I have a few things to say about that and other related subjects.
Right now anyone can go down to their local grocery store and take a look at almost Every book there on the book rack. In them you'll find that the "F" word is used everywhere! And more than that, the "F" word is used in those books Entirely for the Promotion of HATE & Violence.
NOT SO IN MY WONDERFUL BOOK!!!
In my book the "F" word is used Only in connection with Hot & Passionate Lovemaking, as it should be.
Is there Sex in my story? Yes there is and a lot of it too! Why?
Sex is a NORMAL, Natural & Necessary Human Function. Without Sex you get Priests Molesting children and a lot of other really bad human behaviors. In my story, regular Healthy Sex actually cements the happy society together.
And what about Everyone being Naked in my book? Well if you are the type of person that hates the your own body and the human body in general so much that you think nakedness is Just Absolutely Terrible, I can't help you much. However if you have an Open Mind, I invite you to take a look at one or more of the many fine Nudist sites on the Internet today. What do you see there that they all have in common?
They are Happy People!
I wanted to duplicate that happiness in my story along with the necessary Sex to cement the society together. It's as simple as that.
So if you want a really wonderful story where all humans are happy, loving, healthy and Wanted. Tomorrow's World #1 & TW2 Desert Trek are for you!
Please enjoy all I have for you at this site and please follow the easy instructions on the contact page to get your copy of TOMORROW'S WORLD #1 & TW2 Desert Trek!
You are going to love them.
Steve Nelson
From The Beachcomber’s Blog #6
Thoughts on Nudes Posted 082009.30
Futuristic Science Fiction writer imagines a world of Total Nudity and Constant Sex
In his story, ‘Tomorrow’s World #1 ‘ author Steve Nelson imagines a future where everyone is hairless and 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 and 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
In Nelson’s world of tomorrow, a human race diminished in numbers survives in a handful of climate-controlled domes that protect people from a hostile, degraded environment. Genetic Engineering has started to shape human evolution, making males larger and stronger, and with bigger, stronger penises too. This is important, because of how women~ ~who tend toward the petite and big-breasted~ ~get around in their domed communities. [See final commentary- Getting it On while Getting Around]
But it’s not just physically that future humanity has evolved. Human culture has finally shed the last vestiges of sexual shame and inhibition, just as they have shed their hair and the need for clothing.
Of course, no clothes means no pockets, so everybody’s two necessities are an electronic ID device worn on a gold chain around the neck and a “Wrist-Com.” (Holy Dick Tracy, Batman!)
To help orient him to the new ways, our Hero is assigned nude nurses and companions
Although sex in the future is considered an obligation, and is often conducted in public, it’s paradoxically both personal and impersonal. For example, the stories Hero develops a mutual attraction with several of the women that are assigned to his care, starting with one of the nurses in the hospital where he was revived from his long sleep. And yet he also has a series of spontaneous encounters with women he meets while exploring his new world.
One that I especially enjoyed is almost comically offhanded. A woman invites him into her apartment where she’s doing some kitchen chores, and asks him to lick her ass, then fuck her from behind, while she finishes washing the dishes! [See the segment~ Kitchen duties]
It gets you thinking about a high-tech future without mechanical dishwashers, but with presumably unbreakable dinnerware. I’d hate to think of rinsing fragile china while in the throes of orgasm.
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Kitchen duties-
As I walked along the hallway, a female came out of her apartment and was surprised to see me walking alone. …”Well, come right in. You can pleasure me while I wash a few dishes,” she said. So I came in and did as I was told. … She took hold of my erect cock and led me over to the kitchen area. We embraced, then kissed for a few minutes, then she said, “Lick my ass while I finish these won’t you, Male501E?” I knelt down and took hold of her fine ass. She had just washed and was scented nicely. I licked up and down her beautiful ass. She arched her back so I could target her pussy better. … Some time and not a few moans later she announced, she was done with the dishes. Female289 took hold of my cock again and led me out on to her outdoor balcony. “Now lie down. I’m going to ride that little cock of yours.” … I held her bald head and we kissed deeply. She sat up and shrieked and moaned as she rode faster. … She rode me for maybe 15 to 20 minutes. Then my Wrist Com chimed and Female401 was on the line. “Yes, Female, I am here in 289. Female289 is just enjoying me.” “Oh, I’ll come right away and help.”
Excerpt from the novel by Steve Nelson
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Everybody has a number, matching their address, instead of a name
A theme in Nelson’s work that shows up in a lot of Sci-fi is de-personalization, reducing individuals to numbers. As it happens, the number corresponds to its owner’s apartment number, which obviously makes it easy for the numbered Males and Females to hook up. Our Hero protests against this, though not very strongly. He asks his assigned companion Female401E if he can call her just “Female.” The numbers also make me think of that other near-universal trope in futuristic Sci-fi: the uniforms. Remember the satirical line “There’ll be Spandex jackets for everyone” from Steely Dan’s “I.G.Y.”? That led a number of comics to wonder, “Will we get to vote on the uniform?” So in that context, I wonder how the vote was taken to have uniform nudity as the standard.
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 penis 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 and public places of a compact city under a dome, with burly, muscular naked bald men walking to and fro. Tiny naked bald women are clinging to the men’s bodies, straddling their erections. Each woman’s vagina is filled by her “mount’s” penis, 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.
It turns out, as Nelson describes this intriguing transit system; these rides often culminate in orgasm. This is facilitated by an abundance of comfy couches, stools and other furniture, intended for sex, placed throughout the city’s public spaces and even on its tram system.
I could go into literary-critic mode and address matters of style and dialog, or parse the psychological plausibility of the plot. But that misses the point of 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.
This story can be obtained in a self-published edition from Nelson’s website:
www.tomorrowsworldscifi1.com
