After the Game [M] [Mast]

I came home after football practice – or “soccer” – to those who give a shit about it. I was tired, sweaty and had one shin badly raked by spikes in a tight tackle gone wrong. Don’t fret; I absolutely hammed the fucker who did it to me about 15 minutes later.

I half limped over to the fridge to see what I might snack for supper. Nothing worth eating, perhaps a takeaway curry later? We’ll see, not too hungry at the moment anyway. Nothing on the telly either, and my girlfriend has been away visiting her mother in Cardiff. Slightly bored, I was, so what was a 21 year old feller to do? As I hadn’t had any action (other than footy) for days, an answer to this burning question was not very far away.
I peeled off my guernsey, lay on the bed and fired up my laptop. You know what I had in mind just as well as I did.

[MF] A Little Help

Friday night. It’s just about the most barebones way to open a story, but it already says plenty. Everybody can relate to the feeling of relief that comes over a person when they clock out of work for the week, or they get out of that last class. In my situation, it was a little of both, considering I was spending the night hanging out with eight or so friends from my university.

It’d be hard to call the gathering a party, considering there was no booze, no jocks, and nobody having wild sex…all we had was a humble little get-together of friends in a dimly-lit apartment. It wasn’t a bad place by any means, of course; the New Hampshire apartment was warm and cozy, clean, and most importantly, the object of entertainment for the night was on the center table: Adult Loaded Questions! After all, regular Loaded Questions just wouldn’t do it for college students, right?

I was seated on the love seat, idly browsing on my phone. Two or three of my other friends were in the same boat, and the remaining ones were chatting about nothing in particular. We didn’t have these sorts of nights all the time, but we enjoyed them while they lasted. Most of us were usually busy with work, school, or both.

Snowy The Fairy [mf][fantasy][nc]

It was nearing dusk on a summer’s day in the Veil Forest, the time when fairies would emerge from hiding. One such fairy was Snowy. She stood 25 centimeters tall, with short vibrant blue hair and orange butterfly wings, feathery antennae, and honey-colored eyes that always looked a bit sad. She had no need for clothing in this weather, and was enjoying the warm breeze on her skin when she heard someone crying. It was coming from the edge of the forest, which bordered a small human town. The further from the deep forest, the less safe for a fairy, but Snowy’s curiosity got the best of her. She fluttered steadily toward the sound, looking for its source.

It was a human girl weeping. Eyes shut tight, she was leaning against a tree and clutching an empty jar against her chest. There was a colorful kerchief over her hair and she wore a pretty dress, strange attire for a walk in the woods. Snowy’s curiosity grew, and she hovered as near as she dared. This human didn’t seem dangerous, though. She was not very big, and not a hint of malice could be detected in her heart.

[voy] [str8] [MF] I followed you home

My sweet,
I hope you enjoyed last night as much as I did. I can still smell your pussy on my fingers, I can taste your saliva on my tongue. The feeling of your body shaking as my cock penetrated you is still fresh on my mind. Your sweat still drips down my chest as I write this. I’m stroking my cock thinking about you. Thinking about the way you guided my fingers inside of, how you sucked on my balls, how you ran your perfect tits up my crotch and chest, how you told me to fuck you as hard as I could.

I want to give you props for how you rode me, how you were able to roll your lower body and move my cock around inside of your pussy. I bounced you up and down and heard the wetness of our sex collide. I was so turned on when you came and screamed out my name. When you bent over the bed and pulled your legs apart and told me to fuck your tight ass. I did, and I shot my cum inside of you, and again you screamed in pleasure. However I have something to confess.

My Landlady and Her Daughter[MF][oral][milf]

When my co-worker, Annabelle, invited me to join her and her friend on a pub crawl, I jumped at the opportunity. New in this dusty little town, on a temporary tech job at a small college, I was renting a room in a house run by a somewhat trashy landlady, Sheila Sinclair. She has frosted blonde hair and bubble gum pink lipstick nails, but she also has a tight tanned body, sparkling blue eyes, toned legs and big peach tits. Still her flirting made me hide in my room so a night out bar hopping with a crowd of people my age was just what I needed.

I showed up at the bar where Annabelle spotted me across the crowded college bar and beckoned me over. I was introduced to Courtney, a a curvy blonde who drank sodas and Brianna, a geeky girl with a page boy haircut and heavy black rimmed glasses, Vivian, a slender woman with long red hair and Bonnie with nice boobs on display as well as big beautiful pale blue eyes. They were all definitely fuckable. Maybe my three month dry streak will end tonight.

Grace in Zero Gravity. [Les] [Science Fiction]

Sole credit for a catastrophic collision with an incoming 250,000-kilogram repair ship would not make a good line on your resume. Or your tombstone.

It was mostly a robot-choreographed routine by now. Still, my perfectionist engineering anxiety always kicked up when a visitor was en route.

Awareness intruded into disembodied thought-space, tight itchy reminders of unruly brunette hair pulled back into my usual ponytail. Wrench in hand, I paused to re-align the wayward strands and assess the day’s work. A sprawling Medusa’s coil of tubes and wires emerged from the external airlock’s nitric monoxide analyzer cabinet, in need of final re-assembly and testing. Reaching up to prevent the errant hair from falling across my eyes, I absently allowed the tooth-colored ratchet wrench made of recycled lunar regolith to slip from my hand.

The wrench didn’t actually fall, of course, but merely hung in zero gravity. No stray hairs needed smoothing, either; nervous habits die hard.

All four walls of the external airlock were crammed with equipment, every surface a bed of essential instrumentation. Screens streamed realtime data from CPUs, switchboards, dial-boxes and keyboards, insulated wires winding from electrical panels to penetrate deep into sealed, hidden inputs. I returned the wrench to its compartment in a toolbelt around my waist.

[Mf] [Oral] Kaylee the Sister-in-Law Pt. 3

Kaylee followed me to the room. She swayed a little from the booze that was starting to kick in. I shut the door behind her. I sat down on the bed and motioned for her to move into the middle of the room.

“Tell me Kaylee, have you ever had sex?” I asked Of course” she says. “Good, tell me about it”, I said, “Wait, why?” She answered back. I paused then said in my most calming tone “I can’t know what to show you if I don’t know what you haven’t experienced, so tell me”.

“Well when I was at a party this year I let my boyfriend stick his dick in me, but it didn’t really feel that good and he was done in seconds” she started. “Did you lie on your back, get up on your knees, what?” “Just on my back” she answered. I asked another question about other sexual experiences she had, she’d try to give a blow job but flipped out when the boys come hit her throat. She also she’d starting letting boys finger her and touched their dicks as a freshman.

The Car Wash [MF][Mdom][Fsub][bdsm]

x-posted from /r/dirtywritingprompts

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Standard disclaimer. This is a fantasy, I have no idea if objects and such depicted and described can be used for the purposes as depicted, any resemblance to real places or people are coincidental, blah blah blah

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She reclined in my passenger seat of my Dodge Magnum. Her skin was flushed, and her breathing was faster than normal.

I reached for her left hand and held it.

“You can still call this off. Little one.”

“No. I am ready.”

I gave her an reassuring squeeze, as I pulled up my car to the gas station and carwash. I slipped the owner an extra hundred this afternoon, telling him that I had something kinky planned with my girlfriend in the carwash. He nodded in understanding. He had no idea what I really have planned.

I left the engine running as I went around to the passenger side and helped her out of the car. Her robe parted and her long legs revealed themselves for a second, then she stood straight and took a deep breath, and nodded.

Watching you show off [STR8, FM, EXH, MAST, VOY]

She watched him get off the bus, as she always watched. He turned and went to his apartment across the street. He was thinking of her as he walked up to his upper floor apartment, remembering her hot red underwear she was wearing the the night before. He couldn’t help fantasising about deliberately sitting next to her and striking up a conversation, a conversation that would ultimately lead them to his room where he could imagine what her warm firm breasts would feel like in his hands. Inside he desired deeply to hold and squeeze her close, his heart thumped passionately against his chest as he quickened his pace. He was lucky, last night and could make out her full body clad only in sexy red lingerie through her window as she took selfies.