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Orbital Academy VI

Another chapter of the adult sci-fi serial Orbital Academy!

If you're new to the series, you can read Orbital Academy from the beginning here

After four of the most intensive and exhausting months of his life, Preston had come to love his day off more than anything else in the world. He loved his morning shot of caffeine, he loved his weekly allotment of alcohol. Though he hadn't yet used the word, he loved his girlfriend Missy, and he would readily admit that he loved screwing her as long and as frequently as possible. Even with all of that, on some days, while drenched in sweat and still pushing himself on the training courses, or while biting his lip in frustration trying to outmatch the drone simulator, he would keep himself going by fantasizing about his next Sunday. This Sunday Preston had decided he would stay in bed until lunchtime…first sleeping in far later than he should, and then playing or reading on his personal screen until the buzzer intoned the lunch tone. The thought kept him going throughout the week, and he spent his entire free hour on Saturday making up his remedial reflex training just so that he wouldn't have anything to do on his beloved free day. Read more »

A Night to Remember (Part 1)

I see you from across the dance floor. Our eyes connect and I’m yours. I have no idea who you are, but I immediately am aware of how much I need you. Before I have a chance to make my way over to you, I realize you’ve already disappeared. Disappointed that I had become so sidetracked by your sudden appearance, I hadn’t noticed that you had slipped away into the crowded club. Realizing it was probably just a one sided attraction, I turn back to my drink that I had been so diligently sipping on. I was used to missed opportunities and decided that since I had lost you, I would call it quits early and leave. That’s when I feel your hand touch the small of my back. Almost instantaneously, shock waves of electricity are sent through my body and my panties have formed a wet spot. I spin around and lock eyes with you. I’m met by a gorgeous pair of hazel eyes and a smile that could kill. Your short, curly brown hair is just long enough that I can imagine myself gripping onto it and I instantly begin thinking of all the delicious things I would do to you if given the chance.
As I am enamoring your body, you firmly grasp my hand and swiftly lead me to the center of the dance hall. I can feel people’s bodies bumping and grinding into me, but only the hot sensation of your hand has captivated my attention. Once we arrive, you wrap yourself around the back of my body. Thankfully, I chose to wear one of my thinner dresses and can feel every inch of your body against mine. As I rock my hips back and forth to the pounding music, I feel your throbbing manhood against my butt. The thought of your cock throbbing in other places gives me a chill of pleasure. My pussy is getting wetter by the minute and the ache is unbearable. I spin my body around and wrap my hands around your neck. Although I’m almost never this risqué, I decide to make my intentions known. I gaze into your eyes and begin my slow decent down your body. Your eyes widen and I see that I’ve done something right. At the same time as I am gliding my hands and body down yours, my eyes are locked onto you. I want you to bask in how much I want you. By the time I get to your pants, your cock is severely bulging. Coyly, I slither back up your body as though nothing had just transpired. Lust and sexual frustration began seething from your eyes and I instantly knew that this night was not even close from finishing.
That’s when you grip my waist and drag me out of the club. I had never been with a man who wasn’t my boyfriend, and especially one who I hadn’t even spoken too. But I had already made the decision to play along and see where the evening would take me. While I was lost in my thoughts of all the fun we would have, you had hailed a taxi and we were off. Your apartment wasn’t far from the club, but you spared no time in making sure our libidos were continuously aroused. My hand went to your inner thigh and connected to your thick member. Even as I began rubbing my hands over your clothed cock, you became focused on my breasts. Your firm hands on my boobs made me gasp and I lost my concentration as a jolt of ecstasy sent waves of pleasure through my body. Your lips were pressed to my throat and I arched my back to give you better access to my swelling breasts. You began kissing and nibbling on each one and would occasionally flick your tongue on my tits. No longer able to take it all, I gracefully push you off me and set myself onto your lap. I whisper into your ear about all the scrumptiously dirty things I would do to you. Thankfully, the taxi reached its destination before our passion had escalated any further. We briskly made it into your apartment and our bodies became instantly entwined in one another’s. Your lips are aggressively pushing against mine, and I can’t help but interlace my fingers into your hair. As if on cue, I wrap my legs around you and I feel you start walking into what I assume is your bedroom. Nothing could have prepared me for what was in store.

Layers Ch 01c [TF/TG]

I've never had my ass played with as a man so I don't know how to describe what it feels like. Or what it potentially feels like to have something inside of my body like this. I don't know if it'd be similar at all. I want to touch everything at once. There's rough skin on the bottoms of my fingers and palm of my hand… paw? I ignore it and try to be gentle with my claws. It's frustrating. I want to rub the inside of my pussy but the claws are keeping that off the menu. I DO whine now and I've never done that before in my life. It just happens. I'm massaging and rolling my nipple in one hand and it's bigger and harder now. My feet are rubbing on each other over and over by themselves again and I'm trying to push my fingers into my pussy as far as they can go. I feel… full? Nearly full? But not full enough. There's this building pressure and the electricity from my nipples is hitting against some nerve thing in my pussy and I've lost myself in the feeling of it all. My whole body feels it along my spine and it's just building higher and higher and I'm slamming my fingers harder and harder into myself, feeling the tips of the claws against the flesh, feeling the pain for a half-second before endorphins kill the bad pain. I'm moaning and whining and making this… mewling sound as I twist on the ground, my tail pressing against me as I twist and turn. I don't… this pressure is massive. I almost can't take the sensation but I can't stop. I can't fucking stop now. I'm almost there. It's almost there. I can't… I can't… Read more »

Layers Ch 01b [TF/TG]

The other leg is harder to pull on for some reason. My sweat is making the inside of the leg stick harder to my leg but I still struggle and yank and pull until I have my foot in the bottom. Only as I sit back down all the way do I feel my cold cum against my ass and balls. Ugh. I think about cleaning it off but I'm not sure what to use that won't mess up the rubber. Soap and water? Would that eat the rubber or make it less stretchy? For some reason that rings a bell. I'll just shower when I'm done and then look up how to clean it off. I'm losing my nerves and it was a pain in the ass getting my legs in so whatever. It's my own cum, it's not going to kill me. Read more »

Layers Ch 01a [TF/TG]

Chapter 1

It was a box. Or possibly a crate – wooden sides with a bit of plastic on the side containing what I'd think was a packing slip. No visible marks otherwise. No 'fragile' (which my mind nearly always reads mentally as fra-jill-ay) or other stamped text. Just a decent sized box (crate?) sitting on the second step of the little concrete steps leading to my front door. I stare for a bit and then push it slightly with my foot. Slightly heavy but not bad. I haven't ordered anything lately so what was the deal?

I shrug and open my door. The sun is starting to set behind me and it's been a long day at work so I decide to figure it out inside. With a drink. People at work aren't the easiest to deal with and drinks often help. Relaxing with a drink, closing my eyes and temporarily imagining a fantasy world where I tell my bitchy coworkers exactly what I think of them rather than smiling woodenly and nodding my head. Feeling my heart race and cursing myself for wanting to just run from the lady in purchasing or whoever is yelling at me at the moment. Read more »

Juliet Takes Stage [mf, student-teacher, anal]

Juliet Takes Stage

An Erotic Student-Teacher Tale

I am kneeling between Ken’s thighs. Though he is still clothed, I am naked. It seems appropriate; he has made me feel naked since the day I walked into his Beginning Acting class five years and a lifetime ago.

“Allison,” he murmurs, his fingers running through my hair.

“Yes, Ken,” I say, unable to disguise the tremor that his voice, his caress raise in me. My eyes remain locked on the raised front of the button-fly jeans just inches before me.

“Tell me what you want, Allison.” His strong, warm voice is low, and I tremble all the more, knowing what he wants me to say.

“I want to heal you, Ken,” I whisper, my voice high, thin, and warbling.

I can hear the smile, even as the lump in his jeans seems to grow, to rise. “Oh, sweetheart,” he says, “you do that every day that I’m blessed enough to see you.”

My heart fills my throat, leaves me breathless. Read more »

Red (mf, oral)

"Maybe" she said "I can do something for you…"

I grinned and she climbed on to me. Her lips were full and red and they brushed briefly against mine, letting out a barely audible whimper. Her brown hair fell over my face as she kissed up my neck and behind my ear, before whispering;

"Do you want me to suck you?"

I grabbed the back of her head and kissed her as a response. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and our teeth gently collided as I held her tight. She pulled back and undid a few buttons of her shirt, revealing just a little cleavage. Without a word she slid her hand down the front of my jeans and pulled me out, throbbing and stiff. Read more »

Hate Me

Hate me for understanding your need; under me, there are no excuses to hide behind, no doubts to hold you back, no fears to blind you. My belief will sustain you. My faith will guide you. My acceptance will free you.

Hate me for using your own body against you. My hands will learn the language of your cries. My lips and teeth will coerce secrets from your tender skin. I will be relentless, plying you open until your entire body betrays you, allowing you to enjoy the sweet indignities found in complete capitulation.

Hate me for having no mercy; my desire to watch you slip over the edge is matched only by my sense of cruelty; the delicate balance that keeps you helplessly teetering at the cusp is just the beginning, for I will see you fall again and again until I am satisfied you have suffered enough.

Hate me for making you remember; hate me for reminding you of all those feelings you had worked so hard to bury; hate me for awakening a need you thought was no longer there. Read more »

Orbital Academy V

This is the latest installment in the adult sci-fi serial Orbital Academy!

New to the series? Read from the beginning here

"I spy with my little eye, something devoid of all light, sound, and life."
Jackson's joke wasn't all that funny, but Julia and her squaddies all chuckled nervously. As if the vast expanse of space in front of them could be ignored, when in only a few minutes they would all be careening out into it on the most dangerous flight of their lives. Julia was shaking her leg up and down, venting nervous energy while her fingers drummed across the armrest of her cruiser. The hangar was filled with the noises of hissing steam and the voices of the scrubs below checking gauges and ticking off final flight checklists, but even so Julia felt very alone. She flicked her comms transmit button, keeping the channel open,

"We should have flightsigns," she commented lightly, "in the stories pilots always have code names like 'Big Rig' or 'Hotshot' or 'Red Five' or something." Read more »

On The Couch [feedback][short story][MF][cuckold]

[in medias res]

"Wait. Yeah, there is something on my mind. If you want to talk about it with me."

"Of course, Andi," said Eric. "Anything for a friend." He walked into her office, sat his things on the floor, and sat across from her at the desk.

"Well, Tim and I had a fight last night. A bad one. Definitely the worst one we've ever had."

"I'm sorry to hear that," asked Eric, sincerely concerned. "What was it about?"

"Well, I'd rather not say. But it's not even important. Some of the things he said. They were so hurtful. I couldn't believe he could even say such things to me." She was finding it increasingly difficult to hold back her tears.

"That's terrible. Have you talked since then?"

"No. I wanted to talk this morning before I came to work, but he basically ignored me. Acted like I wasn't in the room." She couldn't fight the tears anymore. She began to sob hysterically, and the tears flowed freely. Read more »