Author: spectreofhell

Laying Out (MF, semi-cons, strangers)

Laying Out

By SpectreOfHell

It was a warm day, but not as warm as Vicky wanted it to be. Summer was fading and she still hoped to get a little bit of a tan before she couldn’t lay out anymore. Her husband had to work that day, and the contractor he’d hired to work on the dock was late, but it was a Saturday and she wasn’t going to let it go to waste. She started to put on a pair of shorts and a halter top then changed her mind. No, today she’d wear that bikini she’d bought on impulse and had never dared to wear before. It was flimsy, the top barely covering her nipples, and the bottom being mostly just G-string. She felt almost naked when she had it on, but since most of the other lakeside residents were back in the city this weekend she didn’t expect to be seen.

Vicky went down to the back deck and spread a towel on the lounger. The sun was angling through the trees just right, so she’d get at least an hour of sun before it had moved, and she’d be in shadow again. Then she’d have to move, of course, chasing the sun. She switched on her music and lay face down, deciding to start with her back. Read more »

Late Night Encounter (MF, cons, rom)

Late Night Encounter

by Spectre

Wendy was feeling lonely when she got home from the party. Her boyfriend was out of town on a business trip and she missed him. She missed his cock, that is. They weren’t exactly getting along anymore, and she had thought more than once about leaving him. But she didn’t want to be alone. Gary wasn’t the right man for her, but until that special someone came along, he’d have to do. The house was quiet, but she was glad she’d decided to sleep over at her friend’s house. Her friend was working the nightshift, but at least her friend’s brother Lyle was here.

Wendy didn’t feel like taking off everything. She removed her dress and put on a loose t-shirt, leaving on her panties and her black stockings. On her way to bed, she passed Lyle’s bedroom and heard a noise. The door was open a little, so she peeked in.

Lyle was on his back, sleeping nude. Wendy gasped when she saw his naked cock. She’d always been attracted to Lyle and knew he felt the same about her. They had shared a passionate kiss last New Year’s Eve. Now, she had more reason to want him. Read more »

Wayward Daughter Returns (MF, inc, cons)

Wayward Daughter Returns

By SpectreOfHell

Brad was sitting at his desk when he heard his daughter come in the front door. He turned away from his computer to face the door, leaning back in his chair angrily. “Nina!” he called out. He heard her footsteps hesitate in the hallway. “Come here. I need to speak with you.”

She appeared in the doorway. For a moment, he forgot to be angry. It was always like this with her, had been this way since he could remember. She was spoiled, and it was his fault, because he couldn’t stay angry with her. Because he felt such a load of guilt associated with his unnatural desire for her. She was seventeen now, blossoming into an amazing woman, but he had first felt this twinge of lust when she was nine. When her tits first began to show. He’d denied it for a while, and then pushed it to the back of his thoughts when it became undeniable. Now…

Things were different now.

“Do you know what time it is?” he asked, his anger returning. “It’s after midnight, Nina. What time was your curfew?” Read more »

Starchaser (MF, rom, cons, sci-fi)

Starchaser

By SpectreOfHell

It was a going away party. There were words to be said, things to be done. Some things to be undone, if possible. The next day, they would be gone, and only God, if He existed, knew when, or even if, they would ever return.

Captain Marco Kensington woke slowly. Very slowly. The computer monitoring his vitals was careful. Precise amounts of stimulants were being fed into him at calculated intervals. He rose from the nothingness of suspended animation into a fog of barely conceivable reality. They had warned him about the sensation of dislocation. He had experienced it before in the trials, but those had been days, sometimes weeks in the state they called hypersleep. This time, eleven years would have passed. If nothing had gone wrong. If the hull had not been breached, if radiation had not damaged the computer despite the thick shielding, if no one at the ESA had goofed the math and put them off target. Marco would wake, he would rise from his chilly coffin, he would exercise and eat and be tested by the computer to make sure he retained cognitive function, and then he would go to the command module. He would open the shutters. He would gaze out upon a new world and a new sun. Read more »

Found (MF, con, inc, rom)

Found

by SpectreOfHell

Antonia excused herself from the reception hall after the Maid of Honor had made her toast. She just couldn’t take it anymore. It wasn’t that she was not happy for her little sister, not at all. She loved Alicia to death and was overjoyed to see her sister so happy. She was just jealous, that’s all. Sad because she was about to turn thirty and she had never been able to keep a boyfriend longer than a year. It had been nine months since her last breakup. Not her longest dry spell, but now that her sister was married off Antonia was the only one of her siblings who had never had a deep and meaningful relationship.

She couldn’t figure out why, either. She was an attractive woman, she didn’t have to be vain to acknowledge that. Five foot four, slender, a perfect tan, and killer green eyes, she had made more than a few men drool over her. She stepped into the women’s room to check herself in the mirror, to wipe away the evidence of her tears and fix her makeup. She fluffed her short-cut black hair, spritzed herself with perfume, and headed out again, fully intending to get very, very drunk today. Read more »

The Cabin (MFF, inc, semi-cons)

The Cabin

by SpectreOfHell

Gina sighed as she stepped onto the porch of the lake house. The morning air was a bit chill, but fall was still weeks away and the trees were green and leafy, partially obscuring the view of the neighbors. It felt good to be playing hooky from work. Well, sort of. She had taken the day off on a whim, feeling a need to get away and be alone for a while. Her husband said he’d join her later in the afternoon once he left work. In the meantime, Gina had a romance novel and fresh batteries in her vibrator, and she planned to use her free time wisely.

The door opened and swung in noiselessly. Funny, she thought, pulling her key out of the lock. I don’t remember oiling this. She shut the door and locked it behind her, then smiled to herself. Alone at last! She felt a tingle in her pussy. She had been so horny lately, a malady her husband seemed unable to cure. She loved the man dearly, but she just felt like she needed something more. Well, the vibrator would have to do. Read more »

Mom’s Wedding Gown (MF, inc. cons. rom)

Mom’s Wedding Gown

By SpectreOfHell

Mark tried not to shiver as his mother leaned heavily against him, tried
not to enjoy the softness of her body or the flowery smell of her hair.
Tried not to get a hard on again. She looked up at him, smiling, and
giggled drunkenly as he fumbled with her keys and opened the front door.
“You’re so sweet to help me home,” she said, then lifted up on her toes to
kiss his cheek dangerously close to his lips.

“Mom, you’re drunk,” he said, more to remind himself than her, to
convince himself that she was flirtatious because of the liquor and because
she was angry at Dad. “I couldn’t let you drive home like this. Come on,
let me get you inside.”

She giggled again but let him guide her through the doorway into the
spacious parlor at the front of the house. As he closed the door he
couldn’t help watching the sway of her ass as she staggered away from him,
letting his eyes roam over her mature body appreciatively. How long had he
had fantasies about her? Since puberty, he reckoned, but there was a vast
difference between fantasy and reality. Or so he’d always thought. Read more »