The last erotica set in space that I read involved heroes who can psychically rip the heroine’s clothing off if she is The One, and something involve nipple stimulation during orgasm that causes her to lay an egg. Clearly whatever space planet they were on had gravity because the question of weightless sex never came up (hur hur).
But thanks to Bitchery reader Jen, I’m now pondering sexual positions at zero-gravity, because apparently some lucky astronauts were the “guinea pigs” in a nookie-in-space experiment. Dude. I’m not sure I’d be willing to go all the way for my job were I a government employee.
However, you can’t deny – that’s some seriously ripe (hur hur) plot basis for hawt erotica.
ESPECIALLY if the experiments involved 2 lithe astronaut men and some weightless buttsecks. Because what-what-in-the-butt + zero-Gs = WIN!