Creature of habit [FM]

Some people you just can’t seem to leave behind, even knowing it would be the smart choice. Jody fit that description like a glove, she was one of these chicks that are slightly attractive, slightly crazy and so screwed you’d be better off shutting them off for your own good.

She could get you in trouble just by being around her, she liked to get excessively drunk and then you couldn’t get away from her, super cuddly with a tendency to beg you to fuck her a couple beers into the night.

Not that I had ever been able to resist her, not from the very first night we met and ended up on her couch. Then I was still wary of her and she of me, but it took just a bottle of beer before she snuggled herself into my arm and once she realized I wasn’t exactly pushing her away she pulled me down with her, literally and figuratively. Until then I had never had much access to easy sex, the times I ended up in bed with a chick it was usually hard work and rarely enjoyable in retrospect but she was the first to ever want me as much as I wanted her.

Blueballed by his sister [MF][Inc]

Sometimes life was just unfair. Three days in a row Marc had been so tired that he had fallen asleep before he could lay hand on his dick, and the fourth day had been nothing but a trip to hell. He had known he had to take care of the problem at hand in the shower before work, lest he go crazy at work or die in traffic from a lack of focus.

But then his sister Jessie had burst into the bathroom, telling him it was okay for her to come in more than she was actually asking and putting an early stop to his endeavors. That was just like her, she put up the excuse of having to rush to work just so she got a chance to annoy him. Jessie loved doing stuff like that, just like she could show up in his room while he was watching a movie and force him to communicate when he just wanted a bit of peace and silence.

Blueballed by his sister [MF][Inc]

Sometimes life was just unfair. Three days in a row Marc had been so tired that he had fallen asleep before he could lay hand on his dick, and the fourth day had been nothing but a trip to hell. He had known he had to take care of the problem at hand in the shower before work, lest he go crazy at work or die in traffic from a lack of focus.

But then his sister Jessie had burst into the bathroom, telling him it was okay for her to come in more than she was actually asking and putting an early stop to his endeavors. That was just like her, she put up the excuse of having to rush to work just so she got a chance to annoy him. Jessie loved doing stuff like that, just like she could show up in his room while he was watching a movie and force him to communicate when he just wanted a bit of peace and silence.

Roommates with benefits [FM][2vanilla4you]

Whenever I look at Julia I wonder where that rule about not sleeping with your roommate comes from. It makes no sense, you are comfortable enough to share a flat, split the bills and see each other day in and day out, that is more than I can say about any of the women I have slept with.

But for some reason we have stuck to that unwritten rule, for over a year now. It’s weird, especially considering sex is not a taboo topic between us, we joke and tease all the time and if one of us has a date over we discuss it in detail the next morning.

But all this time we have managed to stay away from each other, even if we end up on the couch cuddling because one of us had a bad day it never goes past that. It is like a competition between us to see who breaks first and we both happen to be quite strong willed.

Roommates with benefits [FM][2vanilla4you]

Whenever I look at Julia I wonder where that rule about not sleeping with your roommate comes from. It makes no sense, you are comfortable enough to share a flat, split the bills and see each other day in and day out, that is more than I can say about any of the women I have slept with.

But for some reason we have stuck to that unwritten rule, for over a year now. It’s weird, especially considering sex is not a taboo topic between us, we joke and tease all the time and if one of us has a date over we discuss it in detail the next morning.

But all this time we have managed to stay away from each other, even if we end up on the couch cuddling because one of us had a bad day it never goes past that. It is like a competition between us to see who breaks first and we both happen to be quite strong willed.

A night by the lake [FM][Outdoor][Skinnydipping]

Few things are as beautiful as a late night swim in a forest lake, when the moonlight is all to navigate by and the ground is treacherous as you walk over roots first, then pebbles and ultimately start swimming because your feet lose contact.
That silence, the cold water around you and the fear of swimming out too far, they are all so surreal that it makes you wonder if you’re dreaming. Add a naked women some twenty feet ahead of you to the mix and you definitely know it’s not real, that you aren’t considering to just drop your pants and join her after you found your secret spot already occupied.

That night though it was just what had happened, we were on a camping trip the university’s biology arm had organized just because they felt like it. Maybe some ‘getting to know nature’ thrown in to argue for funding, but it was really just a free for all camping trip and I certainly had nothing to do with biology. Neither had professor Lyndon, she led my English literature class if she wasn’t jumping on the chance to go for a late night swim dressed much less adequately than I normally knew her.

Not much of a challenge [MF][Spanking][long]

I like a good challenge as much as anybody, but everyone needs an easy chick in his life if you ask me. Someone you can turn to when the challenge didn’t work out or the teasing phase is still ongoing, someone who answers the door when you knock and asks you inside no matter what time it is.

Ellie was just that, my own personal depraved slut. Or maybe I shared her with other guys, even though I never got that impression. But then who cares, she wasn’t a woman I was going to get envious over. The first time we met she was lonely and just recovering from the trauma of finding her apartment broken into, I was still the beat cop looking to make Detective one day.
She needed attention as much as I needed to do something against my crush on my then partner. Boy was she hot, that uniform fetish we all kind of have certainly doesn’t help if you spend hours a day in a car with the literal embodiment of sexy in uniform. But she was also someone I respected and back then I did not have the benefit of a more or less flawless career and could have easily lost my job if things had gone South.

Noirty By Night 1 – Sore to the core [FM][Noir][Series]

Have you ever met someone who was so far gone there is no saving? As a cop I see it all the time, the junkies and hobos who either never stood a chance in life or took a wrong turn somewhere. The killers who show so little remorse you start thinking the death penalty isn’t that bad after all.

It’s not usually one of our own though, we always help each other out of those dark places of mind. Or so I thought, but Ericson apparently hadn’t.

The night had started slow in the detective’s den, a skeletton crew pushing papers and monitoring calls until everyone was so bored out of their minds we started wishing for some case to pop up on our radars. That’s probably the worst thing about this job, the fact that for us to feel alive and needed someone else has to suffer like no one should have to.

A call had come in, neighbor heard a possible shot inside an apartment above him and Moira and I took the chance to get out of the department, breath some fresh air and risk our lives a little to feel alive. Didn’t take long before that twisted sense of happiness turned into wordless disbelief.

Noirty By Night 1 – Sore to the core [FM][Noir][Series]

Have you ever met someone who was so far gone there is no saving? As a cop I see it all the time, the junkies and hobos who either never stood a chance in life or took a wrong turn somewhere. The killers who show so little remorse you start thinking the death penalty isn’t that bad after all.

It’s not usually one of our own though, we always help each other out of those dark places of mind. Or so I thought, but Ericson apparently hadn’t.

The night had started slow in the detective’s den, a skeletton crew pushing papers and monitoring calls until everyone was so bored out of their minds we started wishing for some case to pop up on our radars. That’s probably the worst thing about this job, the fact that for us to feel alive and needed someone else has to suffer like no one should have to.

A call had come in, neighbor heard a possible shot inside an apartment above him and Moira and I took the chance to get out of the department, breath some fresh air and risk our lives a little to feel alive. Didn’t take long before that twisted sense of happiness turned into wordless disbelief.

Creature of the night [FM]

Stacy was a creature of the night, a party girl when she was still full of energy and a gloomy beauty full of contrasts once she cooled down and became tired. She was the only person who could bring Daniel to go to a party, to dance and suffer the insanely loud music when he absolutely hated all of that. He wasn’t a fan of clubs, the flashing lights and the depressing loneliness in the faces of everyone around him, but at her side it became something else. A workout after a long day, an extensive foreplay for the sex they never had or needed but with the long talks deep into the night and getting drunk together.

They were neighbors and had first met when she moved in and he had accepted her invitation despite knowing he wasn’t going to enjoy it, then miraculously enjoyed it. For a while he had been really unsure about her, thinking she was probably just allowing him to tag along but eventually it had become clear that despite their differences they liked, even needed each other to stay sane.