[MF] Celia saves her nails [OC]

“Oh! Oh, Da Deeee!”

Celia’s plaintive cry was filled with that sorrowful timbre that alway worked on her father. She had stumbled on it as a toddler and, through diligence and determination, had tuned it to perfection by the time she hit her teens. All it took was timing. Too soon and he could resist, to late and the opportunity would have been lost. But deployed at just the right moment the results were guaranteed. The properly timed and executed call had yielded a closet full of the latest trendy clothes, replenished of course often enough to protect her position on the leading edge of fashion. The shiny red thing in the garage that went so fast and *looked* so good had taken a double dose, one to procure a trip to look and another to get the sweet old man to sign on the dotted line. And then there was all the latest electronic gadgetry, especially all those sexy things that looked so good. Celia always studied the manuals, well, not the *manuals*, but those startup thinggies that told how to turn them on. After all, they did look so much better when the screens had some color on them.

Andrew Breaks the Codes Chapter 6 Tenisha’s Turmoil [MF] [Str8]

Andrew loved waking up next to Marta. He planned to make a habit of it and told her so as his eyes focussed on the beautiful face just inches from his.

“Good morning, my love! I love waking up next to you. Promise me you will be here for me every morning when I wake. Can you promise me that?”

Marta laughed and kissed him. “Yes! Every morning it is possible I will be here. But I might want to bring a friend along to join in the fun. Will you be ok with that?”

Andrew’s puzzled look soon changed into a happy grin when he felt Marta’s hand on his cock. He was fully erect in a few seconds and Marta seemed to have something in mind. He just relaxed and let her take charge of his dick. She squeezed and rubbed his shaft until it was as hard as a steel rod. Then she kissed her way down over his chest and abdomen while she stroked him. Then she captured his tip in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it while she tickled his balls.

Andrew Breaks the Codes: Chapter 5 Claiming Aimee [MF] [Str8] [Dubcon] [Fdom] [oral] [facial] [aftercare]

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Mrs. Gables was beginning to frighten Andrew. There was something in her voice that sounded off and before she smothered him with her pussy and everything went black he saw her flags for anger and aggression flare to a smoldering orange red. Perhaps it was time to end this experiment before she got out of control. But how? He remembered his safeword and prepared to shout it out are the first opportunity. The way his captor was using his face to scrub her pussy made him wonder if he would ever get a chance to speak again. Desperate for air he started tapping and then banging his legs against hers. He heard a roar and then a stream of hateful words.

“What the *fuck*! Hey, selfish little prick, you suck my pussy as long as I fucking want you to. Sit still on you sorry ass, you little limp dick. Don’t you *dare* interrupt me!” Mrs. Gables let Andrew’s head go and he was able to suck in some fresh air but his shout of “Vesuvius!” was cut off by her ass sitting on his face.

Andrew Breaks the Codes: Chapter 4 Mrs. Gables Coaches Andrew [MF] [Str8] [Dubcon] [Fdom] [oral]

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Marta had a look on her face that could only mean trouble. She pulled away from Andrew and turned to watch Tenisha walk off. The girl was very sexy, the kind of woman men lusted after, stalked. She was glad Andrew had been able to chase off Tenisha’s attackers but she was also wondering how he had been in a position to do so. Was he following that swaying ass hoping for a booty call?

“So, tell me how long have you known *our* new friend that *I* just met today, hmmm?”

Andrew could see the jealousy on her face, he didn’t need a flag with a code. He did flip through a general screening of Marta’s emotional flags just to see how they changed with jealousy.

“I think I said already. I stepped out of a men’s room and walked into the middle of three guys assaulting her. So that was about, I guess, maybe an hour ago? Maybe two. She was pretty upset so we sat in a quiet place until she calmed down.”

Andrew Breaks the Codes: Chapter 3 Tempting Tenisha [MF] [Str8]

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Andrew was sketching out ideas for some experiments when he got an alert. It was time to get into position for the Black Students Caucus. He threw his things together and headed to the mezzanine to find a good vantage point.

When Andrew settled at a table near the railing he could see students moving about below on the main floor of the Union. He saw one of the organizers of the event setting up and was relieved to see the event was indeed a stand up thing. That was important to him because he wanted to study black girl’s asses. He had always been intrigued by the deep and round shape of black butts and was hoping to compare the codes of several while their owners were all thinking about the same thing. The caucus should be a great opportunity to do that.

While he waited he watched for candidates for his sculpting experiments. He wanted to be careful and make small changes because he had caused some unfortunate side effects by being impatient. He would never forget the screams of that girl.

Andrew Breaks the Codes: Chapter 2 Helping Aimee [MF] [Str8] [oral] [Asian]

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Andrew liked waking up next to Marta. She was still asleep and he could hear her long, slow breaths. There was enough light for him to see the rise and fall of her chest, her breasts seeming to swell in invitation and then withdraw in tease. He looked at her face although he had every detail memorized. He marvelled at her beauty as he watched her codes flicker on and off. He wanted to learn as much as he could about Marta’s codes so he could make sure she was happy and satisfied.

Thinking about codes reminded him how much work he had to do. He had changed nothing about Marta’s physical appearance and just a few of her perception values. He based the changes in her perceptions on observations of her reactions to different men. He had tweaked her codes to make her see him as a bit taller than he was with broader shoulders and impossibly narrow hips. Naturally he could modify his physical shape to match her ideal, but then how would he explain the changes to his friends and family? He did add half an inch to his height thinking people expected growth spurts to extend into a boy’s college years, but too many changes to his build would be noticed and lead to questions he did not want to answer. So he tuned Marta to find him attractive. He was pleased with the result.

Andrew Breaks the Codes: Chapter 1 Claiming Marta [MF] [Str8]

Andrew had always seen the lights and colors and symbols, he just didn’t know what they were. Actually, at first, he assumed everybody saw them. He realized no one else did when the trips to pediatric ophthalmologists started. He was examined by the best and tested by the brightest, but not one of the doctors and scientists could even understand what he was describing, let alone cure it.

One of the specialists gave him an out though. He suggested to his parents that perhaps Andrew would outgrow it. That’s what he decided to do. He didn’t like lying to his parents, but he decided it was ok when he saw how relieved they were. His affliction disappeared as mysteriously as it had begun.

Andrew was intrigued by the things he saw. He noticed subtle changes between members of a group of objects. If he looked at a bag of oranges, for example, some had more vibrant orange highlight colors. If he selected one of those it’s flavor was more intense than one of the paler fruits. There was a little thing that looked like half a zipper assigned to each orange. Some of the teeth on each zipper stuck up higher than the others. The ones with more of the higher teeth were sweeter. The bigger the little droplet drawn next to the orange, the juicer.

The perfect time to make love [MF]

One advantage of growing up in a town is getting to know all the good hiding spots. When your friend swipes a few of his uncle’s cigarettes, where do you go to try them? If Jenny says you can touch hers if she can touch yours you need a private place and when you need to dodge Mike the cop you need a safe place.

The town clock tower was very private and very safe, and pretty cool, too, at least to my friends and I. An iron gate served as a door and the sign attached to it said *Danger* in big red letters and *Keep Out* in smaller black ones. My friends and I had ignored the sign for years and, boys being boys, had actually spent hours searching for the danger. We concluded the signs were just there to frighten kids like us away. We weren’t kids anymore, but we remembered our hideout and the good times we had there.

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Brin and Emma: Out of the Freezing Rain [Mf]

Three days of cold drizzle put me in a very bad mood. Three days of nothing but cold feet and bad coffee, watching and wondering if she would brave the weather. How horny was she? When the rain started to freeze on my windshield I decided not horny enough. I quit for the day and headed to *The Spot*. Hannah never bugged me about my tab and let me stay in the warm as long as I wanted.

Damn! If only she were thirty years younger!

“Hey, Hanna! I’m not here, ok?” I marched straight to the back and sat in a booth with a high back. Hannah came by with the coffee pot and a mug. She poured me a coffee and the put the pot on the table. “Rough steak out, Brin?” She leaned forward and shook her double D’s at me. “Poor baby! You just snuggle in here and warm yourself, kid.” She laughed her hearty laugh, picked up the pot and turned to walk away. “Wo, I forgot, you’re not here.”

Damn! If only I were thirty years older.