Author: 1234write1234

[MF] Who told you scientists don’t have fun in the lab

My thesis submission was closing in. I was working at a furious pace. All my work of last 5 years was coming to a head. The pressure was rising. I found myself having to immerse completely in my work to get it done. I barely found time to talk to family or friends. I was spending 14 hours or more just trying to not fall behind my deadlines.

4 days had passed since I fucked Sud at my apartment. I was staying away from whatsapp with Sud because I didn’t want to be distracted at all. We just exchanged a few messages during the day most of which were about how busy I was and I can’t talk to her. Sud gave me space and didn’t bother unless I expressed a desire to talk.

Friday evening, I found myself at lab typing away. I was frustrated how much work remained despite pulling in long workdays. I needed a release. I needed Sud. It was late, almost 10 pm. I knew it won’t be possible to get her now. But I craved some sexual stimulation. The cubicles were all empty. I looked around to verify. Yes, there was no one around. Of course, they won’t be. It was a friday. Read more »

[mF] Getting even with my ex

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-But this is dirty, how do I…? How can you ask….?

-Lick it. Lick it well.

-But this is….. I can’t imagine…

-Do it

-This is…

-Shhhhhh

-I can’t….

Thwack! A firm but gentle slap rang across Sud’s left cheek as I looked her in the eye and signalled she’s not going anywhere until she does it.

Her beautiful face had drool and precum all over it. Mascara ran upwards towards her scalp. Lipstick was smeared. The red faded into a pink. Her hair was sticky with dried spit. She had a look which expressed a bit of fear, a bit of eagerness and a lot of confusion.

I held her head firmly and guided it between my legs. She closed her eyes, tight shut and dived into her new place of work. Very tentative and measured licks commenced. I let her do it for few minutes.

Very unkindly, I pulled her up by her hair. I flicked her left cheek with my finger in a stinging manner. She was taken aback. I moved very close to her face.

“Listen bitch, you have to learn to do this. Push out your tongue.” Read more »

[MF] Sud’s awakening: Part 3

I struggled to get through the rest of the workday. It was only half a day, but I found myself looking at my phone all too often. Sud was invading parts of my brain which she wasn’t supposed to be in. I had to focus. I decided I would meet her in the evening, so I had to get stuff done before that. I texted Sud that she can come to a cafe near my campus. I will meet her there at 8. I left my phone in my bag and started my experiments.

I fought through my desires to check her pictures and videos again and again. I used the old rubber band trick to get through it. 4 long hours of work later, I was done.

My hormones were looking forward to the meeting. My cock was responding as well. Am I going to go 2 out of 2 days with Sud?

I reached the cafe and saw that Sud had already reached. She was in her summer dress. It was light coloured with floral prints. She had ordered her drink and was halfway through. She must have reached quite early. She saw me approach and stood up. She hugged me tightly. It was a tad bit longer than usual. I broke the embrace and sat down. Read more »

[MF] Sud’s awakening: Part 2

I am a scientist. A part of my training which I carried over from my professional to personal life is to keep notes when things are going good – to maximise their chances in the future – and also when they are going bad – to troubleshoot why they are not good and what is going wrong. I record my thoughts as well, along with how I feel in a journal. I started doing that when I was in teenage and the frequency of recordings went up and down through the years and life situations. They never stopped, just the granularity of information changed time to time. Between that journal and my notes, anyone who read both would have a pretty clear snapshot of my life at a given moment. This entanglement with Sud was a unique and unforeseen event in my life and as expected, I was recording them in my notes and my journal. Read more »

[MF] Sud’s awakening: Part 1

Men know the feeling when you wake up with your balls being absolutely sucked cleaned drained the night before. It is a nice light feeling. You feel fresh in a way.

When I woke up after the car date night, I felt exactly that. I felt light and ready to have a productive day. Then I touched my phone. Sud had bombarded with texts through the night between 3 and 5 in the morning. She had even called. She wanted to wake me up. Then I scrolled up and saw the reason for all this.

The sextape.

Me: Hey. You know people sleep at night.

Immediately, Sud replied: BRB. School time.

I made coffee, got a shower, read my papers and started working on my pending deliverables. I was zooming through work at lightspeed. Then 30 mins later, the phone rings.

Sud: Can you spare 10 minutes for me? Where are you?

Me: I am in the middle of work Sud. What’s up?

Sud: Please. Please.

Me: What’s up?

Sud: No, I want 10 mins. You can’t work for 10 mins. Please.

Me: You are not making sense. What do you want? Read more »

[MF] Getting what I called for: car “date”

I could chat with Sud on text for a long time, I could talk to her on phone and connect, I could meet her over coffee and have a laugh, but ever since crossing the line on that fateful afternoon, something changed. I hated wasting time, any time that I could spend getting something out of her.

I could have driven further into more seclusion out of more eyes, but I just couldn’t wait anymore.

So when I crashed into the car seat in the back, Sud probably knew my expectations from that evening. I didn’t know hers. (Well, I didn’t care to find out either.) No words were spoken. She re-tied her hair and started her job. She unbuckled my pants and drew them down. I lifted my butt to let her do it. Then came my underwear, off.

Me: Take it all off and throw it on the front seat.

She picked it up slowly. There was no hurry in her actions. She even gave the pants a quick 3-point fold. Then everything went away to the front seat. She grabbed my erect pole and started sucking on it. Oh yeah, that was what I was craving for. My shoulders, tense from typing all day, suddenly relaxed. Read more »

[MF] Transformation: not hers, but mine.

I had been a normal guy all my life.

I had good friends, I loved them all. I played sports time to time. I loved computer game. I lived to eat, was social, did well in school, undergrad and then grad. I was a good scientist, not overtly brilliant but successful. If you met me in real life, you would think I am the definition of normal.

Yet, now I was in the midst of something which I never thought I would be in: an affair.

It bothered me that Sud was in fact, a married woman. It went against my ethics and who I was and what I stood for. Marriages are sacred and should be left so.

Yet, when I thought of Sud, I remembered not the fact that she was married, but her face as she looked into the stained mirror in the public washroom. I remembered her face, red with effort, my underwear stuffed into her mouth, wet with her drool. I remember her body rocking back and forth with my thrusts controlled by my strong grip on her hair, her face rocking close and then far from the mirror itself. I remember the fact that she moaned, muffled by my underwear, so intensely that her veins popped on the sides of her neck. I could never imagine I was driving this. Read more »

[MF] Getting even with my ex: the aftermath

In sex stories on the internet, when you get a text from a woman wanting you to fuck her brains out, you pounce without a thought.

In real life, things are different.

What I had done to Sud was supposed to be cathartic and one-time only. Sud’s sister and I dated since last year of high school. Our parents were friends. There was so much that could go wrong here that when I got that text my heart started beating fast.

What the fuck had I gotten myself into now?

If anyone back home got to know that I was messing around in the older sister’s marriage after being in a long relation with the younger one, the shit that could hit the fan would blow the roof out with it.

No way man, no fucking way you can do this. You are still in grad school, you can find a girl. You can find love again. Is it sex? You can get that too if you want. This is not worth it. You got your revenge, now this is done. Forget this and move on in life. Don’t touch this. Read more »

[MF] Getting even with my ex: Part 2

Sud was dripping like a faucet. The denial, the manhandling, the rough behaviour and the long sex drought had really turned her on. Her ass was perfect. It was curvy and big. I wanted to split it open with my cock. My dick stretched her unused pussy and she let out a whimper and then quickly quietened herself with her palm. I smacked her ass upon noticing that. She let out a wince and moan.  

Me:When you are with me, you will moan like a bitch. Don’t dare quieten yourself. Do you understand? 

Sud:umm ummm ummmmmm unnnffff

Her moans are matching my strokes.  

Smack! Another slap on her ass. I was letting loose on that booty. It was enticing to watch it jiggle as the slap would land on it. I was beginning to enjoy being rough on Sud. Her body kind of drove the desire into top gear. I couldn’t fathom how her husband could be cold to her. This woman was built to be fucked rough.  

Me:Do you understand? 

Sud:Oh yes, oh yes.. ohhhh  Read more »

[MF] Getting even with my ex: the aftermath

In sex stories on the internet, when you get a text from a woman wanting you to fuck her brains out, you pounce.

In real life, things are different. What I had done to Sud was supposed to be cathartic and one-time only. Sud’s sister and I dated since last year of high school. Our parents were friends. There was so much that could go wrong here that when I got that text my heart started beating fast.

What had I gotten myself into now?

If anyone back home got to know that I was messing around in the older sister’s marriage after being in a long relation with the younger one, the shit that could hit the fan would blow the roof out with it.

No way man, no fucking way you can do this. You are still in grad school, you can find a girl. You can find love again. Is it sex? You can get that too if you want. This is not worth it. You got your revenge, now this is done. Forget this and move on in life. Don’t touch this.

I replied, “I am out of town. Later perhaps?” Read more »