Author: OperaGhostAD

[F20s/M20s][FreeUse][Fiction] The Skylar Chronicles part 9

Working from home is great. I don’t have to deal with morning commute traffic. I can nap on my lunch. I get to hang out with my dog. I don’t have to deal with Brad microwaving fish in the break room. There really are very few downsides to working from home, which is why I’m glad to work for a company that allows me to do exactly that. But I’m willing to bet you’re not here to listen to me go on and on about how great working from home is. You’re here because you want to hear about Skylar. You want to know if I stayed.

The answer is no, I didn’t stay. I got in my Uber, caught my flight, and went home. I then subsequently broke my lease, quit my job, packed up all my stuff, and moved to Seattle to be with Skylar, because damned if I’m not going to be with the woman I love. Skylar and I have been officially together for a year and a half now, living in the suburbs of Seattle as she pursues her law career. We moved out of her apartment and found a house with some more space. It’s been good. The only trouble was me finding a new job. That took a while, but I eventually was hired into a data analyst position for a Silicon Valley tech firm that is trying to bring smart glasses and smart contacts to the market. Yeah, it’s really Black Mirror-esque but whatever. The good thing is that I get to work remote. And did I mention we got a dog? Our Rottweiler Athena has been a perfect addition to the house. Read more »

The Temptation of Hazel Standish [MF] [Fiction]

This story is a side story to my main series, The Skylar Chronicles, and takes place after Part 5 of Skylar. You can click my profile and go to my Index of Erotic Stories to read that.

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I watched as the blue progress bar ran across the top of my screen. Message sent. Glancing down into the text box, I read back over what I had just typed and pushed the send button on.

“*We need to talk. Come by my office as soon as you’re available today.”*

Setting my phone and contemplating what had to happen next, I took a deep breath as I rubbed my eyes with my thumb and two fingers. It had been a long day, and it had the potential to become even longer. Allow me to introduce myself: my name is Pastor Aidin Phillips. I am the youth pastor at Grey Shores Baptist. And last night I ran into a member of my leadership team wandering the halls of the church with a random guy looking for bags of clothes to bring to the local homeless shelter. As I was heading for my car, I realized I had forgotten my wallet on my desk, so I turned around and went back inside to get it. After retrieving my wallet and making my way for the exit, I heard a noise coming from down the hall. It wasn’t the two of them talking. I made my way to the base of the stairs that they had gone up in search of the bags, the noise growing louder and louder with each step I took down the hall. It was unmistakably what I thought: moaning. Read more »

Your Home Is Lovely [MF] [Forced] [Fiction]

Your home is quite lovely. Truly. The outside is so inviting with the grey siding accented by the red shutters, complimented by the red door. I love how well you keep the lawn maintained and what you’ve done to make the bushes perfectly rounded under the bay window. This is truly a single story suburban Chicago home tucked away in a quiet middle class neighborhood if I’ve ever seen one.

The inside of your home is also very beautiful. You keep everything so neat and clean. No dishes in the sink. No clothes left strewn about. Your hardwood floors in the living room and dining room are elegant. What type of wood is that? Mahogany? Oak? I must admit, I’m not familiar with the various types of wood used in hardwood flooring. Your kitchen has beautiful black granite countertops which contrast the white tiling of the floor. And your bedroom…Your bedroom is picture perfect. Beautiful white carpet that looks brand new beneath your neatly made king sized bed with its grey comforter and pillows. The inside of your home is quite beautiful, indeed; and I should know because I’m in it. Read more »

Room 419 [MF] [Hotel] [Meeting in Secret] [Cheating] [Fiction]

I pulled my car into the parking lot of the Hyatt and found a spot fairly close to the lobby. Pulling in, I sat for a moment in the silence with nothing but the heavy rain falling against my windshield and my wipers moving back and forth quickly to fight against it. Back and forth. Back and forth. I checked the clock, noting I had arrived 20 minutes before the agreed upon time. My hand moved to the door handle, pulling it and letting the unrestricted sound of the heavy rain fill my ears as I slid from the driver’s seat out of the car and immediately sprinted into the lobby.

The clerk at the front desk greeted me in a very professional manner. I enjoyed this hotel for its top notch service, which is why it was my decision to come here tonight. It’s hard to say if he recognized me; I wasn’t that frequent, but who knows.

“I made a reservation,” I informed him.

“Last name?”

“Van Bokhoven,” I said as I handed him my driver license.

“Ah yes, I see here that you request a suite with a single king size bed. Is that correct?” Read more »

His Lighthouse, part 2 [Fiction] [MF] [D/s]

Every single orgasm sent convulsing waves through her body. The girl’s gasps for air were desperate and unyielding as an hour and a half felt like forever on repeat. In the darkness of her own mind, all she had was the feeling of a thick vibrator on its highest setting holding its place inside her tight, shaven pussy. She had never felt so vulnerable. She had never felt so helpless. She had never felt so alive.

Another orgasm. Her wrists pulled hard against the metal of her wall-mounted cuffs but they gave not an inch of grace. She knew her wrists must be red, if not purple, from that very same pull happening with every orgasm. Her knees needed every bit of focus that she could give in order to not buckle and leave her dangling every time her body reached climax. In the first thirty minutes, she had given special attention the cool sensation of her pussy’s wetness running down her inner thighs. By the end, she didn’t know if she had any wetness left to give. The room no longer had the chill that had hardened her nipples when this all began; instead, it was replaced with heat and sweat running down her face. Read more »

His Lighthouse [MF] [D/s]

The lighthouse appeared over the crest of the hill as she continued down the road. At last she had reached her destination. Her chest tightened and her breathing increased as her mind swirled with thoughts about what might come next. Second guessing. She had driven two hours and now she wasn’t sure if she should complete her journey. She took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and strengthened her resolve. She needed this.

The young woman’s blue Nissan Sentra pulled from the main road and onto the gravel leading up to the lighthouse. She pulled it to one side and parked, staring up at the red and white tower before she exited her vehicle. She stepped to her back door and opened it to grab the duffle bag from the backseat before locking her car and walking toward the lighthouse. Another deep breath. Release. She found the large red, metal door and knocked. Silence. She knocked again. The seconds passed like minutes before the door swung inward with a loud creak; and there he stood, staring into her eyes with an unreadable expression.

“Can I help you?” He asked in a stoic voice. Read more »

Welcome Home, Sarah [Fiction] [FreeUse House]

It was a big off-white four bedroom home on the edge of the city that they all lived in together. The men of the house were Jeremy, Phil, Scott, and Weston.

Jeremy was white and stood about 5’10” with blonde hair; he worked as a nurse at the hospital in the city. He had just graduated and was 23 years old.

Phil was black and stood 6’1” with a fully shaved head. His goatee was always neatly trimmed as he worked as a lawyer. He was 31 and the house belonged to him.

Scott was white and stood 5’8” with brown hair. He was the humorous one of the house and made his living at a rival law firm to the one Phil worked at. It was actually how they had met. They were best friends now. Scott was 28.

Weston was the quiet one. He didn’t come out of his room often and spent a lot of time on his computer. The others constantly teased him about spending too much time on Pornhub. He was 6’1” with brown hair and worked as a software engineer for a car company in the city. He was 23. Read more »

[MF][FreeUse][Fiction] The Skylar Chronicles, Part 8: The Final Chronicle

My foot hooked at the bottom of the door leading outside and pulled it further open as I struggled with the heavy box in my arms. I set my eyes on the medium-sized U-Haul standing in my apartment parking lot and, taking a deep sigh, began to walk toward it. Rounding the corner of the truck, I couldn’t help but notice the wonderfully shaped ass of the toned brunette girl who was reaching up into the truck and pushing a box further back.

“Get a good look, you won’t be seeing it much after a few days,” Skylar said in a playful voice as she came down off her tip toes.

“What the fuck do you have in this box?” I asked, struggling against the weight of holding it for so long.

Skylar looked at the box intently for a second before her eyes met mine. “My toys,” she replied.

“How many toys do you have?!” I said, probably louder than I should have.

Skylar gave a smile and started chuckling. “You could always read what it says on the box, then you’d know that you’re carrying my law books.” Read more »

[MF][MF][Fiction][OC] Orpheus and Eurydice, Part 1

The moans came loud and uninhibited from the countryside cottage. Night had swept over the land and the dim light of the candle shone through the open window. Inside lay the captivating Eurydice with her body bucking wildly beneath the blanket and her head thrown back into the pillow. Her moans were filled with passion, long and loud. Her brown eyes had rolled upward and a slight smile played across her face whenever she wasn’t biting her lip or trying to retrieve her breath. Finally her whole body tensed up and she let out the loudest crying moan of the night before turning her blushed red face into the pillow and letting out little whimpering moans.

“Stop. Oh gods, stop. I can’t — I can’t,” she spoke in a breathy, rushed voice as her body still wriggled slightly, almost as if trying to move away from the source of her immense pleasure.

The short brown hair of Orpheus revealed itself first from under the covers as his head traveled away from between the legs of his new wife. He took his time to come up fully, kissing along her body as he went. When his face was fully removed from under the blanket it revealed the face of a young man in her early 20s who was all smiles upon making eye contact with his bride. Read more »

[MF] [Nonfiction] [Dom/Sub] Satisfying Her Desire To Be Used

Taken from my FL page.

This is a true story from an encounter back in 2014 with a friend of mine.

We had known each other since 2011 after a summer of working together. At the end of the summer, we had played a bit where she gave me head and I fingered and ate her out. After I left the state to go to college, we had minimal contact with one another. The following Spring of 2012, I had come back into town and paid her a little visit, she showed her appreciation by sucking my cock in her bedroom, directly above where her parents and uncle were sitting in the living room watching TV without a clue as to the kind of slut their daughter truly was. She had always been a flirty and horny girl. I loved teasing her and talking about all sorts of things with her, but it was always shallow. Neither of us had any great wealth of knowledge when it came to sex; we just knew that we enjoyed playing with each other. Over time, I got a girlfriend and she got a boyfriend, so our play was severed. My girlfriend and I broke up and I started to enjoy the company of other girls, some of whom pushed me to more kinky adventures; real basic things like choking and spanking. Read more »