The Grass is always greener? Part two [mast] ,[Fantasy]

The is a continuation of a story I wrote under another name, it got some positive feedback so I wrote some more…

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She pressed her thumb to the scanplate as the positive siunding chime went off indicting the acceptance of her print. She opened the door and made her way thru the short entry hall to living area of her downtown apartment as the automated lights came on.
She was still in some mild discomfort and was on medication for the pain, fortunately her car had the self-driving AI modifications updated so she was able to take the newly constructed overpass and not have to sit in extra traffic through the detour. Before the update was available her car wouldnt even recognize the new route and she was still too medicated to operate the vehicle manually, especially she hadn’t driven a car herself since her sophomore year of highschool almost twenty years ago. She was thankful she got the email about the update 2 days before the operation. It was one less thing to have to worry about and she wouldnt have to ask her assistant to take her to and from the hospital. That would lead to questions, questions she wasnt ready to answer.

10 Days, 10 Dates [mf] [Fdom]

Was it wrong to look for another date while she was on a date? Great question. One that will need further contemplation after this klutz figures out how to undo my bra. At the least, he couldn’t see her holding the phone behind the seat back. He contorted her head as he tried to kiss her neck. How could this guy get every single move so wrong? It was starting to get uncomfortable, but a deal was a deal.

 

What deal was that? Well, dating was going nowhere fast. It felt like more of habit than out of finding Mr. Wonderful. An excellent supplement to her income though since the majority of them paid for dinner. But hell if she didn’t have to pay up too! Makeup, hair, clothes, all that took a chunk out of her limited income. And she had to look her best, no way that she wanted to meet Mr. Wonderful just to have him scooped away from her by another cougar on the prowl.

 

His hands had never seen hard days work in their life, yet they were mangling her breasts like they were a block of frozen pees.

A shared whisper [MF] [Fdom] [sci-fi]

Based on this writing prompt:

**[WP] You discover that your girlfriend is in fact an alien. Seeing that you didn’t react very well to the news, she tries to show you how dating someone from her species is actually not bad at all.**

”Honey, it’s not that I’m racist or… speciest? It’s just that, I thought we told each other everything and I had to discover something this huge by accident?” You sigh as the argument is slowly winding back down, both you and your apparently alien girlfriend emotionally drained by the ordeal.

“Can you blame me for being scared to tell you?” She asks as she sits down on the bed next to you and takes your hand in hers, the small cut on the back of her finger where the knife had cut her still slightly blue from the blood that had flowed when she cut herself. “You know how my people were treated after the war, those of us who can pass as humans never reveal ourselves anymore, the risks are just too great.” She explains and gives your hand a light squeeze.

“I told you about all the dumb stuff I did when I was a kid.” You protest weakly.

Slut’s Tale: Part 1, ‘A Hit to the Head’ [f] [mast] [exh]

Jessica was known by her teachers as an amazing student, deeply gifted in mathematics and science. She was a pale white, blonde-haired girl with intelligent-looking glasses, and within class she hardly ever spoke unless to ask a question. She was beautiful but humble, graceful and complex, and until the summer of her sophmore year of high school, she was hardly talked about amongst the other girls or guys. Her body was undeveloped and her personality mostly unknown.

A lot can change in three months.

The day sophmore year ended, Jessica had stumbled and hit her head right into a wall in her home. She had passed out, and woken up a few hours later.

There on the carpet just next to the front door, Jessica woke with a throbbing headache, sprawled out over the floor.

**”Ffff-uck!”** She said outloud. Jessica quietly hushed herself. She wasn’t the type to ever curse, she thought. But fuck, it felt good to curse suddenly. Never mind that, she told her brain.

[MF] Her Ex [str8] [cheat]

I asked if he had a big dick, and her answer was “Yours is longer.”

I’m sure she meant it as honest reassurance. And the sentiment really was appreciated. But her specific choice of words revealed what she was trying not to say: he was thicker.

Years ago, when we were first going out, probably during an intoxicated Truth or Dare, she told me length didn’t really matter to her. The really important part of a cock was it’s girth.

When she commented recently that I would like her ex, I didn’t hesitate to suggest we meet. I didn’t see the guy as a threat. And he really did seem like a nice person. Maybe we could all be friends. That’d feel so mature. So she invited him over to watch the new Game of Thrones.

I was happy to see he was a good six inches shorter than me, he had more grey in his beard than I did, and while his handshake was masculine enough, he did have a bit of an effeminate way about him. And he had a girl’s name. All night I subconsciously kept noticing the things that kept him firmly in the “not a threat” category. But yes, I did also notice the bulge in his shorts. How could I not? Especially with her glancing there whenever she was talking to him.

[Mf] [fantasy] Everything is normal

I do not know when it started. It was little things at first and I didn’t think much about it. I don’t even know why this happens to me. Am I some kind of mutant out of a comic book? Am I an alien or was I altered in some other way? I do not know. All I know is that everything I do is … normal. At least that is how it is preceived by others. I do remember having a test at school I didn’t learn much. I decided to look over to Jim and see what he wrote. My teacher, Mrs Hain, noticed. She looked at me. She clearly had seen me. I remember how my heart almost stopped. I expected her to get angry. To come up to me. Tell me that I just screwed up. Take my test and send me to the principal. Instead she just continued to look around. The one thing I remember very clear is the pressure I felt when she had looked at me. It felt a bit like when your ears are under pressure. Just that it is the whole body. I know it had been the first time because of this pressure. The feeling had vanished quickly. I didn’t get a good grade on this test but I passed. I didn’t think about it for a while.

Sunday Night [MMF]

When she returned with their wine glasses freshly refilled, she was pleasantly surprised to see that Peter had scooted closer to her original position on the couch. She set the glasses on the table and then herself only inches away from her thighs touching his. The idle chat was agreeable, but the night’s tacit intentions kept her distracted. As he spoke, her eyes meandered across his masculine features: a strong dark brow, deep set eyes blooming with smile lines at the corners; it was clear why Mike was hesitant to invite him over. She tried to restrict her lingering gaze to his full chattering lips, but such attempts must have failed as she noticed the room was silent and he was watching her watch him. A little embarrassed, she smiled and turned her face down, breaking eye contact. While he continued watching her intently, she placed a hand on his inner thigh, tracing her fingers along his skin, teasing at the hem of his shorts.

Lily’s Quest – Part One [f][mast][exh][fantasy]

Hey! This is the first story I’ve ever written so I’m looking for as much feedback as possible. So be sure to leave a comment letting me know your thoughts. If you folk like this part, I’ll go ahead and continue to write more of ‘Lily’s Quest’. This part is a little light on *action*, but the plan is for a lot more of it in future chapters.

Enjoy!

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Chapter One – The Royal Loch Inn

Lily handed the rustic barkeeper a few coppers, and grabbed her flagon of ale. Frothing with white bubbling foam, she gulped at her drink, letting her worries wash away, if only for a few hours. With a heavy sigh, she lowered her drink and wiped away the residual foam from her upper lip.

Lily was currently seated at the bar of *The Royal Loch Inn*, a homely enough establishment with a varied clientele of traders, travellers and the occasional questing knight. In the corner of the room, a local bard played a soft, mellow tune on his lute. As the tavern is situated on one of the main roads towards *Easthaven*, a prosperous trading hub within the empire, the tavern and the surrounding village benefit from the protection of an imperial garrison.

Road Trip [mf] [oral]

We’ve both wanted to take a trip together, to just get away from everything. One weekend we decide on a whim to drive to the beach and have some fun. We drive and talk, and as we near the beach, the excitement swells. You had called ahead to reserve a room, and we pulled in. The hotel was like a dream: it was ocean front with an indoor and outdoor pool and hot tub, with gorgeous views from every room.

We both get out to pay for the hotel. She gives us our room keys and we return to the car. We pull around and park. I grab the bags and you plant a big kiss on me, both of us excited like little children.

We go up to the 18th floor and open our room. There are huge windows and you can see beach and ocean for miles. I drop the bags by the door and we admire the view, standing next to each other, both in awe. You say “this is perfect!” while holding my face. You give me a big kiss and we start making out.

Threesome Birthday Gift From My Husband (FMF)

My husband and I had been married 16 years, we had no children, we enjoyed our lifestyle and didn’t have time for children. I’m 5’9” medium build, dark hair, large tits and long legs. My husband was 6’3” well built with large hands and a large cock. We had an okay sex life, we were both very busy with our careers and by the time we got to bed we were both too knackered for sex.

We both had our fantasies, my husband enjoyed watching porn particularly girl on girl action. Me, while I scolded him for watching the stuff, if I had time when he was out I would put one of his DVDs in (I had my favourites) and would lay on the bed and watch. Initially I would play with myself, I easily got very wet watching these girls eat each other out, I particularly enjoyed watching a real orgasm, particular when the girl squirts and the other girl drinks it in. Then my fingers didn’t seem enough, so I tried holding an electric tooth brush head to my clitty, my climaxes were unbelievable and sent me into juddering spasms as my cunt twitched as if grabbing an imaginery cock and massaging it with my cunt muscles.