Author: hallucinogen-n-tonic

The Red Eye Flight [M/F] [Non-Consent/Reluctance] [Oral] [Public]

“Goddammit,” I said, hitting the blunt. “I do *not* want to take this flight tonight.” I exhaled and a cloud of thick smoke filled the car. The cracked windows yanked most of the smoke out into the night air, but a thick mass of scent remained. I passed the partially smoked brown cigar up to my Uber driver, Tony.

“Legit, man,” he consorted. His words were creaky as spoke, holding the smoke in his lungs. “Long flight?”

“Yeah, like 5 hours or so. At least it’s direct. I can’t hub in Denver anymore. That tram annoys me to no end.” Tony hit it again at my insistence. I was already crazy high. Completely flaking on the fact that I even *had* the blunt on me, I was fortunate to have had a late night driver who smoked. Otherwise it would’ve ended up in the trash outside the airport drop-off area.

“Cool, yeah. You comfy back there? Air okay?” He said, a little dazed. I appreciated his commitment to his job, even as I was encouraging him to ignore its restrictions. “For sure, man. Feelin’ great, really,” I laughed. Read more »

The Pregnant Woman on the Ferris Wheel [M/F] [Public] [Oral]

It was a sweltering day in the middle of July, and FunWorld was packed. I was accompanying my girlfriend Lisa and her parents, who annually met extended family here for reunions. Lisa and I had been together for a little over three years. These familial gatherings were a fairly exhausting exercise, putting on a nice face and talking about my job or whatever other trivial tidbit to 20 different 2nd tier cousins. Standard obligatory boyfriend stuff, but I was still relieved when Lisa and I could break off and do our own thing.

The sun was hanging sexily low in the sky, bathing the amusement park in that magic, yellow-orange, late afternoon summer light. It made Lisa’s platinum blonde bob glisten. We got a funnel cake and sat near a directory sign that laid out the major landmarks of the park.

“What do you feeling like riding?” I asked her.

“Ooooh The Devil’s Dirge!” she excitedly suggested.

This coaster was the park’s newest attraction: one of those towering, loop-filled, highest-allowable-speed-and-height kind of monstrosities.

“Yeeesssss! Think the line is still super long?” We’d considered riding earlier, but the wait was around 3 hours. Read more »

The Nurse Will Be Right In For Your Sample [M/F] [Swallow]

“The nurse will be right in for your sample,” the doctor had said.

I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I waited in the examination room. It had been an otherwise easy checkup, nothing odd. The doc took blood to test and told me there’d be a nurse to get a sample from me “in a sec.” I had attempted to ask him what kind they needed, but he left immediately and shut the door.

Ten minutes later, a tall woman with dirty blonde hair entered. She had angular, striking features: sharp cheekbones, a statuesque, chesty frame and long legs. Her long hair was tied back into a thick braid and a small white hat topped it off. She wore a tight-fitting dress that looked shorter than it should be. She was insanely hot.

“Hello, I am Greta,” she said, a kind smile spreading across her face. “Dr. McMahon needs to test a few more things, so I’m here to collect a sample from you.”

I stood up to meet her. “Oh hello, Greta. Yeah, I was wonder-“ Read more »