[Part 7] Lisa Galaxia – The Delivery (tentacles, stuck, sci-fi, choose your own adventure)

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Rejected storylines from last time were: paying off the debt via erotic work for the officer (opening possible underworld storylines), going the “by the books” route and staying on the planet with a choice of odd jobs featuring some new faces, and finally choosing to leave Rachel indebted to the officer while Lisa pays just her own fines and returns to the galaxy alone (ending possible Nova storylines).

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“So what’s this cargo now?” Rachel was asking.

It’d been 3 weeks of mostly hauling junk between the Officer’s home and his cabin on the other side of the planet. Add in the occasional mystery boxes for him and the other officials here and in orbit and this had turned into a safe but slow way to pay off their debt. All they had to do was play off the occasional raunchy joke or cumbersome advance from their employer and his friends and keep stuff moving. Easy peasy. This next shipment though, was a big one.

Rule 34 Machamp Daycare

Dianna was so proud of her son Jake for starting his Pokémon journey, he had grown up so fast! She remembered when she got her first Pokémon and tried her hand at the gym challenge. Despite her best efforts she never got past the second gym. She loved Pokémon, she was just the trainer type. She liked caring for Pokémon, so she had started her own daycare.

A few months after starting journey Jake came back home to visit. He had already earned five badges! He also brought a Pokémon for her to look after for a bit. A Machamp, Jake said it was too strong, and it wouldn’t listen to him until he got a few more badges.

Dianna had been unsure, but didn’t want to admit to her son that she wasn’t sure if she could handle Machamp, after all she was used to babysitting the cute little Pokémon the local kids and grannies had in town. For her son, she agreed to watch Machamp though.

Shared [ffm]

His hands slid down her back as he kissed her, pushed her back onto the bed. He ran his hands under the bottom of her t-shirt, stroking the warm skin beneath before he pulled it off. She gasped as he ground his hips against her, cupped her breasts through her bra.

He pulled back, took his shirt off quickly, smirking as she dragged her eyes over him. He’d just leaned in to kiss her again when their roommate, Zoe, walked in.

“Hey, I’m just ordering some food, do you… oh. Sorry.”

She stared, eyes fixed on her half-dressed body for a second before she blinked. “I’ll go.”

They both looked at her. He deliberately squeezed her breasts to make her moan.

“You can stay if you like. I need someone to take care of her pussy while I use her throat.”

She hesitated, eyes darting to her again.

They made eye contact. “I’d love that,” she said huskily. “You can ride my face if you want.”

“…Ok.”

“Peach”

On Sundays I normally make food for the rest of the week. I hurried back to the store because I forgot to buy some celery for my midday snack, and it was almost closing time. When I arrive, I saw that almost no one was there. I felt all alone. And hungry.

I started dieting two months ago, and I’ve received a lot of compliments about the noticeable changes to my body. While I do enjoy the attention, I would be lying if I said I’ve enjoyed my weight loss journey.

Sure, I’ve lost a lot of weight but it’s made me considerably hungrier. And moodier. I’ll get aroused by simply looking at restaurant commercials showing me pictures of succulent steaks or fantasize about enjoying a delicious bar of dark chocolate without worrying about the consequences that it will have on my diet.

Sometimes I feel like I’m in a controlling marriage with my diet. He controls everything I do: I have to exercise, eat healthy, and sustain a strict calorie deficit. It can feel so restrictive at times. That, and I also have to stay faithful to my diet, in a sense, and avoid cheating on it.

22 [F4M] kik DaniHot31 😘

The truth is that I love to pleasure myself, I do it every day it makes me very morbid. One day I was very tired and I decided not to go to my boyfriend’s house, I got into the shower to lower my heater. I started touching myself, it was very exciting, so in no time I was done. I loved it and enjoyed it to the fullest, from there I do it whenever I can.

Welcome Home: Part Three (Two of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Cleavage] [Oral Sex] [Throat Pie] [Masturbation] [Female Sex Toy]

Jordan lay in her bed, still feeling the rush and euphoria of what she had done. She reached under her bed and grabbed her toy box, slowly she slipped out of her clothes. She took her favourite toy out and slid it down her body.

A low gentle moan escaped her mouth as she slipped it inside her. She turned it on, and a soft buzz sound filled the room. She turned it back off, fearing that her parents down the hall would hear it.

She increased the pace, slamming it into her over and over. Another louder moan escaped her lips. She took the pillow behind her head and pushed it against her face as she fucked herself with her toy. Her body finally gave in as an orgasm racked her body. She slowed the pace down as she slowly came down from her high. “Damn I need to get my own place,” she said as she put her toy away.

The following day went easy. Mike dropped off the papers to the bank and had them change their ownership of them. Jordan picked up the new forms and brought them to Ethan. Ethan smiled ear to ear.

Welcome Home: Part Three (One of Two) [MF] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Cleavage] [Huge Boobs] [Oral Sex] [Throat Pie]

“We have to invest all our money in the bar,” Jordan said as she looked into the eyes of her mother, father, and sister.

They had met at the local diner for breakfast. Now they all looked back at Jordan as if she had lost her mind.

“It is a dump,” Sherry shook her head, “Five regulars come every night, they drink the same three beers then they leave. Everyone else comes because there is nothing else to do around here.”

“Exactly!” Jordan nodded. “There is nothing out here, the movie theater is always three weeks behind in the latest movies, the internet connection our here is slower than molasses, and the teenagers do everything they can so that they can get into trouble.”

All of them nodded, the town was small, and the nearest thing to the excitement was over three hours away. “So, what are your thoughts?” Jordan’s father asked.

“Well, I have enough of my emergency money and some other accounts I can dive into, which will make all your lenders happy, they won’t come after your horses. They definitely won’t try to take Sherry’s house,” Jordan nodded as she ate some of her breakfast.

Opportunities [MF] [Fantasy] [Oral] [Obedience] [Size Difference] [Shortstack] [Vanilla]

Outside a grand, angular, tower that looked akin to a bolt of lightning touching the ground from the clouds stood a robed and hoodedfigure of short stature. Others passed by them, some taller, some shorter, all wearing the same robes. Someone bumped their shoulder as they walked by, excusing themselves quickly and hurrying along without looking back. Letting out a soft sigh they straightened themself up and made their way inside the grandiose tower. The inside was larger than the outside would suggest, the tower seemed to stretch back to such an extent they felt they’d need a horse to reach the end. Hundreds of individuals in robes similar to theirs swarmed about each other like insects in a hive, performing whatever task they’d be set upon with fervent diligence. As they stood, gawking at individuals who worked at the various stations, a voice called their attention.

The time I fucked my cousin’s roommate to Lost in Translation [M/F]

It’s a long one, so scroll down to **“Sex Time”** if you’re eager.

My family has always thrown a summer cookout toward the end of August. About 40 to 50 people cycle in and out, mostly cousins, aunts, uncles. When I was about 21, my cousin, Stephanie, brought her friend from college around for the fun. They were both in an arts program in the city, and they were pretty cool to chat with, joke with, etc. My cousin is kind, but a bit serious; her friend, though, was really fun—sort of quiet, but sarcastic. Her name was Leah. She couldn’t have been an inch over five foot. She wore tight dark jeans and a really simple black shirt. The first thing I always think of when I think of Leah is her bright green eyes. Those eyes, amidst all that undergrad-art-student black and gray, were especially on display that afternoon.

Like I said, we chatted and joked for a bit—typical college communism and drugs stuff. I was trying to send signals her way, but I tend to be playful with everyone, so I can never really be sure if anyone notices the playfulness stepping into the territory of flirtatious. Likewise, I was getting good vibes from her back, but I was way too caught up trying to be clever to be sure how charged things were.

The Other Couple Part 2 (big cock)(wife swap) (cuckold)

This is a continuation of The Other Couple story previously posted.

I woke up the next morning to find Tracy already up and on the balcony. I didn’t hear her get up but I went outside and asked if she wanted to go to breakfast. I was still a bit u easy about what happened last night, seeing her mouth filled with a cock much bigger then my own. I was t sure what she thought about everything other then drunkenly saying she wanted to hang out with them again before I passed out.

While standing in line to get seated for breakfast I heard a familiar voice in the hallway. It was Brad and Amanda. I was hoping to avoid them this morning but before I could suggest a different restaurant my wife called out, “good morning! You two seem to be doing fine after a very late night”. Tracy invited them to sit with us and our conversation was strangely normal considering Amanda had just swallowed my cum a few hours ago and Brad had face fucked my wife with the biggest cock she’s ever seen. The ladies both got up to get coffee and left Brad and I at the table. “Last night was something else right?” Brad said. “Yeah” we had fun I replied. Brad continued “Amanda’s really something right, that girl just can’t ever get enough. I have a confession, she’s not my wife, she’s a girlfriend of mine. We see each other a few times a year and when we do she basically wants to fuck 24/7.”