Erica, sister #2, part 2 [Str8][Mf]

This story is about the rest of my night with Erica. Since I already covered a lot of the build up, this should be a quicker story. I’ll put the links to the first 2 stories in a comment, but I’ll do a quick overview too. I first dated a girl named Connie while in high school. Later, I started a thing with her younger sister Erica. Erica gave me a blowjob right before we went to a party that her sister Connie would also be at.

So picking up where part 1 left off, Erica and I left my house and went to the party at my friend’s house. When we arrived, the party was already started. We got inside and got drinks, and right away ran into Connie, who had been there for a while already. She gave us a look that said “I know what you’ve been up to, and I’m not super happy about it”. Sensing where that might be going, Erica and I went outside to distance ourselves. We spent some time outside in the pool and the hot tub. It was really nice hanging out with Erica around my friends. She got along with them all well, and we were having a good time.

New Beginnings: Part Three [Alien Encounter] [Interracial] [Boob Growth] [Giantess]

Adrian sat in the cold room. He stared at the one-way mirror knowing that the military personnel looking at him from behind it were debating on what they were going to do with him. Adrian smiled as he looked at it.

Two minutes ago he laid it all on the line. He told them about Solaria and how he met her, and that she had been in his house the whole time. He left out the other sordid details.

As he sat in the cold steel chair, he began to ponder on the options Solaria had given him. The moment they started to ask questions and drill him on the whereabouts of the alien known as Solaria. She had told him she could get him out of there in a blink of an eye.

Adrian had fun with the officers letting them know of her capabilities; at first, they doubted him. After making a pen disappear and reappear on the other side of the room, one of the soldiers drew his gun only for it to disappear and reappear unloaded with all the bullets missing a few seconds later.

Rubymoon Private Asylum (Part 1) [BDSM, MFT, SM, NC, Bondage, Bizarre]

“To put things simply, Dr. Smith, Rubymoon is a private asylum. From time to time wealthy patrons find it necessary to have one or more persons committed in a strict inpatient environment without the need to unnecessarily involve or burden either the legal or medical system. This is where we come in. For a fee that reflects both our discretion and the rarity of the services we offer we house these private mental patients and perform whatever therapeutic measures their patrons believes are most conductive to their mental health.”

“A private asylum?”

“Naturally we compensate all of our employees at a level commensurate to both the value of their skillset and the discretion we ask of them. If this is a non-starter for you we can end the tour right here.”

“No, no,” said Dr. Smith. “Now you very much have my curiosity. I’m quite anxious to see what you actually have here.”

“I’m so pleased to hear that the personality profile we ran on you was accurate,” said Dr. Desdemona. “I think you’ll be an excellent fit here.”

PIG TRANSFORMATION

I have a rather unique fetish. I have a very strong fetish/fantasy for men transforming. specifically men transforming into pigs. I’ve always really been into transformations. Like how it is shown the movies, when a man is turning into a werewolf for example. But i really love pig transformation, specifically happening on men. It turns me on like nothing else. Imaging his ears growing out. His nostrils stretching, nose widening/flattening. Pushing out into a snout. shirt ripping. a curly tail sprouting out of his pants in the back. His groans and cries turning into squeals. Falling to all fours and continuing to change until he is a full pig. A classic pink farm pig.

First I fingered a student my office, now I’m giving new meaning to the phrase, “lab sucks.” [Mfff, Harem, Bondage, Mdom, Public]

I vacillated between extremes from day to day. I was either distraught that my terrible decision making would lead to the end of my career or psyched out of my mind to be more sexually liberated than I’d ever been.

On Fridays, the mood was always the same.

“Fucking hell,” I chuckled, covering my mouth as an eight-by-ten nude of Vanna and Laci kissing dropped out of the CHM 1025 textbook from the previous year. It was a secluded area. The only camera was by the elevator. No one studied on the fourth floor. Most students went up there for sexy dares. I suppose I was to be counted among their number.

Laci and Vanna were completely nude, their forms entangled around one another. Vanna’s pussy was peeking out between Laci’s legs, and her tongue was darting into the blonde girl’s mouth. Laci had tiny tits, which wasn’t typically my thing, but they were perky and delightful. Her hair was draped down across Vanna’s larger boobs and I couldn’t help wondering how they’d taken the photo. Was it a tripod or a *friend*?

Fuck School: Meating the Class Part 2

When the bell rings, gracing me with silence from Valentina, I gather my things, while Blaze yawns and slowly reaquants himself with the real world. I’m not sure I could handle coming back to that class after lunch.

I pull out my phone and text Jimmy. I’m in need of some alone time, so I tell him I’ll meet him after lunch, then head down the hall to where Sindaco had shown me the cafeteria.

I’ve never been a huge cafeteria fan, but the food’s supposedly free, so it doesn’t bother me.

The cafeteria consists of a large room lined with glass walls, one of which opens up to the student courtyard, the other looking out to the rather mundane looking road lined with cookie cutter houses.

To the left is the actual food line, except it’s not just one food line. Closest to the door is a line labelled ‘The Strong.’

Various interesting characters stand in this line, bodies covered in nothing but some of the most interesting tattoos, piercings, and body modifications I’ve ever seen. Many of them have unnatural skin tones, much like Korn, who I notice standing in line near the front. The students here seem to be served first, and their plates are intricately decorated with fine cuisine.

Fuckschool: Meating the Class Part 1 [exh, obj, comedy]

I’m freezing my ass off.

It’s the middle of summer, but that doesn’t matter. Even on a hot day, I always feel cold, and can’t get by without a big hoodie and jeans. But since I found out that clothes are so yesterday, I’ll have to adapt and overcome.

Jimmy told me earlier that the amount of clothes you wear can literally affect your social status. In theory, I’d be more powerful if I went fully naked, if I understand correctly. But this is the second day of school, and I’m still not used to this 180 degree spin on life, so I’m garnished in cargo shorts and a t-shirt.

To me, this practically feels like being naked. Especially in this cold morning weather. I kick the stop sign out of boredom. Compared to the other students I probably look like an eskimo, though if I were an eskimo at least I wouldn’t get ripped on for being white.

I squint up at the rising orange sun wearily.

I still might not be accepted. I could be outcast again, simply because I’m wearing something that covers myself.

what would you do on an 18 hour road trip?

The SO and I got to talking about how to occupy ourselves on a late night road trip down South. Or better said, how I could entertain him while he drove. So I came up with a few favorites.

What are your top three options? Other suggestions?

1)Blow job- Might have to pull over for that one, since having you cum in my mouth while driving a large vehicle may not be safe. I don’t care. Having the feel of you in my mouth, the pulse as you let yourself feel how much I am working to make you cum….

2)Strip tease- sliding out of normal clothes into something much more revealing and still less likely to get us pulled over. Short skirt, tank top that’s easily pulled up or down.

3) Public showing- Flashing the truck drivers as we pass.

4) Private showing- Playing with my pussy in the front seat. Moaning and teasing myself, edging over and over. Having you press two fingers inside me as you tried to keep your eyes on the road. Your call on when/if I get to cum.

Two Girls at the Park [f/f] [tease]

“Have you ever kissed another girl?” she asked, tucking her hair behind her ears casually, taking a sip of her soda. 

“No,” her friend responded, bashfully, feeling quite naïve and young in her presence. 

“It’s really not a big deal,” she said. “I kiss my girlfriends all the time and I still like guys.”

She pushed her sunglasses up so that they were resting on the top of her head. Her lashes were long and covered with black mascara. She had black cat-eye liner drawn on perfectly and her plump lips were painted with red rogue tint. 

Her friend shrugged her shoulders and gave a partial smile. “I guess it’s not a big deal. It’s just a kiss.”

“Yeah,” she said, “and a kiss is only a big deal when it’s someone you *really* like.”

“Yeah.”

She leaned forward, her breasts nearly spilling out of her black and white gingham crop top. She came within an inch of her friends face and smiled. Her breath smelled like soda and cigarettes.

“Close your eyes,” she told her friend.