Author: bluefire102

Detention [FM]

She barely knows what the class is about. The teacher has been up front, and damn the man has some energy, and all she can do is fantasize about him. With a little grin to herself she decides to see what he'll do.

Sitting in the back has the advantage that he's the only one that can see her. Throughout the class she starts teasing. Legs opened under the desk so he can see up her skirt. A flash of her bra here, a wink and blown kiss there. He takes note of it without stopping his flow. She notices a bulge in his pants. That just eggs her on, becoming more bold. A flash of breast and nipple, a nipple pinch and sex face, a grin as she pulls her panties to the side, petting her wetness for him. Read more »

Walker [MFf] [Fantasy] [mdom] [bdsm] [dark]

It was a cool, autumn evening. The sky was overcast, and the rain beat off his leather duster as he walked in the park. Not many people were out, except the few dedicated runners in their rain jackets, breath puffing from their hoods.

 

Walkers boots crunched on the gravel path as he moved to stand by the lake. This was his place in the town to relax. He stood in the edge of the water, back to a small tree his lean form fit behind, and drank from the bottle. The burn of 80% alcohol was a pleasant sensation, even if his body burned it quicker than he could drink it. The metal plates in his boots directed the large amounts of heat he produced into the ground.

As his mind wandered the skies, touching upon the birds and even the invisible entities past the atmosphere, a tingle brought him back. Stepping away from his body, still sipping the liquid fire, he roamed the park, following the trail. The electric buzz in the air was a trail easily followed. She was arrogant with her power. Uncaring for what found her. Or it was a trap. Again. Watching. Waiting. His anticipation grew. Read more »

Rachel Joins. [MFF] [MFdom]

Witchy had just sent me another pic and text telling me the dirty things she wanted tonight. We had been talking and sexting all week. And I had promised her I was going to be up after work tonight to take her dancing. I had a little more fun planned this weekend. As soon as work was over I was showered and changed on my way to see her, with an extra bag from last time. Before leaving I sent her a text: "I have a surprise for you. Last week we only a small taste." Her mind would race with that. Read more »

Witchy [MF]

We haven't talked in years. The rift between Ashley and me started when we left high school. I moved into the city and she didn't want to leave her home town. I've always been a wanderer and understood her strong feelings for home and family. I kissed her on the lips for the first time as I said goodbye. We didn't keep in touch after that. I spent a lot of time working and dating casually. I've always been a bit of a sexual deviant and it made for a fun pass time. I was laying in bed, reading, my lover laying asleep next to me, bruises and welts showing under her still damp skin. The light glinted off the curves of her figure, her skin still with a hint of sex and sweat on it. My phone lit up, being silenced. Reaching for my phone, I saw an unknown number on the screen. "Hello, Wolfy." My head tilted to the side and I stared. Only one person had ever called me that. "Hey Witchy, how are you?" A simple message, we always slipped back into a comfortable place together talking. "Can't sleep per usual. Whatcha been up to?" Thus began our talk. The catching up. She had left her fiancé at the alter, already having caught him cheating. And she lived in the same town still. A small-town girl to the end. After work the next day I showered and changed at work and went straight to visit her, my bag packed in my truck. Read more »

Kate and Haley (F/M)

I used to be a pizza cook. I started out working at the place as a delivery driver, spending most of my down time at work in the kitchen. I've always loved to cook at home, and over time I learn to do the prep work and make the pizzas. The place prided itself on making most of it's dough and sauces from scratch, hand throwing the pizzas. Bottom to top, I learned the entire process within a couple of months, to the point that one Friday night, when a cook called out, they asked me to jump on the line.

I got along great with my bosses and combined with the fact that I didn't mind late hours, it wasn't long before I closed the kitchen at night.

Now, since the first night as a closing cook, I would hang out with the late group after we finished, everyone going to the bar for a drink, sit around talk, occasionally grab something eat together at the 24 hour burger place across the street. Immediately, two of the women that worked with me at the pizza place caught my eye. Read more »

Turning my Professor into my Lover (M/F)

The first day of Psychology class was distracting to say the least. She was tall for a female, right at chest height on me, built lithe and well muscled but with pale skin. Her dark red hair fell just past her shoulders, and as I would learn, she was fond of sundresses and a skirt and blouse attire. She wore no make-up, nor did she require it. Her nails were long enough to scratch, but short enough to be practical. Personality wise she was eclectic and charming.

From the start I caught her attention and made sure to make an impression. Our interest in people and dark, somewhat cynical humor tended to clash in the best of ways. And from the start we were both subtly flirty, yet bold enough to say so in front of the class, challenging someone to notice. Over the class we grew closer, often times debating between the two of us while half the class sought to follow our rambling discussion, the other half took the opportunity to pursue other interests ranging from napping to exploring their classmates oral anatomy in pseudo-stealth. Read more »