Category: sexystories

Interface [MF][Sci-fi][Disability]

Zack blinked as the sun beamed into his eyes. He just woke up, but his mind was racing.

Angie was visiting today for the first time. Zack was excited, but since he had a crush on her for what felt like the entire year he knew her, he wasn’t sure if it’d be the perfect way to disappoint himself. He’d wish the entire time she was more than a friend. Whatever that meant – his friendship was never clear to him. To him, it wasn’t a regular friendship. But to Angie, it was clear: the two of them were friends who hung out, and she flat out told him she wasn’t interested in more than that.

A humming noise came from the east side of his room. It wasn’t like the digital atmospheric sound when transitioning between cyberspace server domains. That was Zack’s real world. The humming here was fake, a manufactured piece of a reality that arbitrarily made him into a conscious ragdoll. The Servers were authentic for him – he had infinite potential inside as a pattern of bits. Read more »

In the lab [MF]

I've reported an attempted break and enter at the school – again. I just love getting called in on weekends to deal with all the paperwork and mess, so I'm grumpy as hell. The principal heads off to check the rest of the school, while I put on a labcoat over my jeans and white tshirt to get started with cleaning up the mess.

I hear the dull roar of the engine from about a mile away. At first I think it is probably just the hoons who did the damage, then I realise it is traffic branch patrol car, totally over spec'd for chasing baddies along the highway. Unusual that they would be called to a break and enter, but anyway….

There is a quiet knock and the door, and I look up from the shattered glass to see a tall slim police officer standing there. I’m instantly like "wow". He’s a little younger than me, and obviously in great shape. Not classically handsome but a face that is really attractive and he has a nice bearing – confident but not arrogant. And there's that whole "saving princesses vibe" of a man in uniform. These are completely inappropriate thoughts while we are acting in our professional capacity, but I can't help it. I’m suddenly aware of my lab coat and glasses and gloves (for cleaning the mess) – sooooooooooo attractive eh? Fuck I wish I’d worn something nicer. Read more »

[serial MF nc timestop] Jake part XXIII – Fallen

The rest of the party went pretty smoothly. Dave kept finding excuses to stand up, probably hoping that time would stop again. Jenny and Brian eventually came back to the head table, both looking a little tired. Jake checked between moments and was amused to see Brian’s cum dripping out of Jenny’s pussy. It had certainly been a busy evening for her womb.
Lauren, getting a little silly from the screwdrivers that Jake kept doubling without telling her, insisted that he slow-dance with her. He was a perfect gentleman, but there was no way that she didn’t notice how hard he was with her hips pressed against him. She didn’t say anything, but she knew.
Then again, Jake thought, who wouldn’t be? If anything she should take it as a compliment.
After the dance she realized her dress was hanging low in the front. “Whoops!” she said with a giggle, pulling it back up into place. “Sorry, I don’t know what’s up with this dress tonight.”
Jake chuckled. “I’m sure nobody noticed. And anyone who did, well… we don’t mind.”
Lauren scoffed and punched Jake’s arm, then ran her hand down it. “Shut up, jerk,” she said.
The hall was starting to clear out. Jake took one last look around in stopped-time, taking some pictures of IDs so he could follow up with Brian and Jenny later. After some thought, he also took details for Julie and the chubbier maid of honor. Julie was too adorable to lose track of and Dave might bear some watching. As for the other girl, Jake just sort of liked her titties.
It took him a while to find the gothy girl with the butt-plug, but eventually Jake located her in a mens’ room stall, in the middle of taking what looked like a pretty hard fuck from behind in one hole while her other was still plugged. Jake opened her purse and snapped her ID too, if just because it’s good to know a girl who likes to party.
Returning to Lauren, he put his arm around her waist. “You’re drunk,” he said. “Someone ought to put you to bed.”
“You’re drunker,” Lauren countered with a grin. “What’s that mean for you?”
Jake scoffed. “You never could hold a half-dozen drinks. I’ll call us a cab.” Read more »

The Adventures of Nightingale and Swallow Episode One [FF][fantasy]

(This is just a silly, campy superhero story, kind of like a female version of the Batman TV show. This is just a first draft, but let me know if you'd like to read further episodes!)

Late evening in Superior City — all over the sprawling metropolis, ordinary citizens like you and I are laying their heads down upon their pillows perhaps, or maybe gently fellating their significant other in the privacy of their own homes. Perhaps they are having their first lesbian encounter with a busty babysitter who’s been caught masturbating on the couch…Well, you get the point. No matter the nighttime proclivity, the city is quiet and at peace for once.

Enjoying this rare moment of peace in the city that never shuts its eyes, Superior City Public Library’s head librarian, Kara Kane, along with perky junior librarian Emily Eastman are up late, doing their duty to keep the city’s books filed as Thomas Dewey once commanded. Deep within the stacks of the library, Emily climbs the rolling stairs, waiting for Kara to hand her books bound for the very top shelf. As Kara hands Emily the books, she notices that beneath Emily’s short black skirt, she is wearing no underwear. Struggling to put the books upon that highest of recesses, Kara admires Emily’s spunk in choosing to not wear panties in this most conservative of places. As Kara is hypnotized by Emily’s well-trimmed ginger thatch, her hand moves unconsciously down her thin blue silk blouse, her right nipple caught between the index finger and thumb, the naughty digits pulling and squeezing the captive nip of their own volition. Read more »

Late Night Encounter [mf] [fsub]

As I open the door, my eyes widen at how fucking gorgeous you look. You're wearing that black, lacy outfit – you knew it would drive me out of my mind. Just looking at how it hugs your body in all the right places – my blood feels warm, my pants are suddenly tight.

"…fuck." The only word I can say as my mind swims with the possibilities. You are going to be so. Much. Fun.

You're standing next to the bed, eager eyes awaiting me. We stand and look at each other, enjoying the burn of anticipation in our stomachs.

"I want you to bend over – hands there, on the bed." I say. My voice does not ask for a response.

You submit with a curt nod, your glance hanging on me as you turn your body and stretch down over the bed. The warm lamp light dances over the ripples of your back as you arch your beautiful ass up. It takes everything in my being to not just grab you and fuck you to an explosive finish. No, tonight will be gradual, a practice in willpower. I can feel my swelling cock splitting open your wet lips right now… Read more »

The Daddy Plan Part I [fM & ff] [inc] [voy] [bdsm]

12:23 am, backseat of a car…

"Oh fuck me. Yeah! Harder!"

17 year old Ellie Arnold moans loudly as the guy pounding his cock into her does as she asks. But even as he does she knows she is probably going to regret it. Teen boys are known for their stamina but not their control. Sure they can get it up multiple times but it never takes much to get them off. Ellie learned this and has done what she can to compensate.

She could still taste the cum in her mouth from the blowjob she gave him a little while ago. Without doing that Ronnie would just pop off in a couple of minutes of having her shaved little pussy around his dick. Ellie often wondered how it was that teen boys could jerk off so much and never learn any control.

He was already groaning. She rubs her clit hard. Between blowing him and the 3 minutes of fucking she was about to cum but she knew he would beat her to it.

He did. Read more »

Fire Drill [Mf] [Voy] [Inc] [Oral]

The fire drill took a turn no one had expected. When the alarm went off, the sprinkler system did too. Literally everything in the office got soaked – carpet, papers, people. Probably millions of dollars of equipment got ruined. Hopefully, we had a solid insurance policy.

The only good thing to come out of it was that everyone got sent home early, with pay. It was rare for me to get home before 6 or 7, so I was thrilled to get an extra 3 or 4 hours at home. I sat my purse down onto the kitchen counter and walked towards the living room, from where I could hear the TV playing. The living room was separated from the dining room by a door. It was painted white and had two columns of plexiglass windows running down the middle. As I approached the uncharacteristically closed door, through one of the windows, I saw two bare feet, soles up, on the floor. With another step, my eyes traced up the legs of my daughter. I don’t know where she got the running bug, it certainly wasn’t from her dad or I, but it left her with strong, finely toned calves. Another step closer to the door, I saw her bare ass poking out as she leaned forward on her knees. Read more »

[serial nc MF str8 oral timestop] Jake Part XXII – Unexpected Enchantments

The wedding guests were filing out toward their parked cars, so Jake started walking in the opposite direction down the path further into the park. He hadn’t gone far when a familiar voice stopped him.
“Hey, Jake! Jake Stevens, is that you?”
Jake stopped and turned around. He blinked in surprise at the owner of the voice.
“Lauren?” he asked, taking a step toward her. “Wow, is that you?”
Lauren smiled. It was definitely her. Lauren, Jake’s old college girlfriend. He’d fallen in love with that smile and gone through a lot of really memorable experiences with her. But back then she’d been a shy, awkward girl with no real fashion sense. She seemed to have fixed much of that. She’d gotten rid of her glasses, showing the world her dark eyes, eyes that were narrowed by the push of soft, rosy cheeks as she smiled with her entire face.
She’d straightened her hair into a long flow of black that framed her face, spilling over her shoulders and down to the curve of her breasts. And that was where the eye tended to linger, because they were gorgeous: round and very large, enough so they would sag a little if they were hanging free. Right now they most certainly were not doing that; Lauren had donned one of those strapless “lift and separate” bras under a red spaghetti strap cocktail dress that generously advertised her assets.
“I was just here for my cousin Jenny’s wedding,” she said. “And then I saw you… what are you doing here?”
Jake shrugged. “I work near here. I needed to clear my head from some… problems. So I took a walk, and I happened by you folks so I watched the vows from across the path there.” He found himself smiling back at her. “That was pretty intense, huh?”
Lauren giggled. “They’re so in love. Could you see the look on their faces from back there? I would swear they’d just come back from a quickie.”
Jake nodded. “I saw a little. So, you’re off to the reception I assume.”
Lauren sighed. “Yep. Gonna put in my appearance.”
Jake tilted his head a little. “Something wrong?”
“No, it’s just that you know how I hate being alone in a crowd. And my husband couldn’t make it.”
“Oh, yeah. I know the feeling,” Jake said. “Well, you can always hook up with a groomsman, right?”
“Hah!” Lauren punched Jake in the shoulder. “I don’t think so. So I heard you got married. How’s that treating you?”
Jake looked down at his wedding ring. “Actually,” he admitted, “things are not great there.”
“Oh wow,” Lauren said, taking his hand. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize.”
“It’s alright,” Jake replied. “I found out today that she’s seeing some guy.”
“Well then,” Lauren said, pulling his arm into her own. “let’s go.”
“What?”
“Come on. You’ve already got a suit on. You’ll be my plus one, and we’re going to drink your troubles away.”
Jake chuckled. “Well, if you insist,” he said, “but no taking advantage of me in my compromised state.”
“Scout’s honor,” Lauren said with a laugh. Read more »

That Bitch Jennie [MF]

Rachel arrived at Tom’s apartment a little after dark Saturday night and knocked on the door. Rachel was a small girl with a boyish figure, and she was wearing a short green dress with cute green sneakers. Tom answered the door, broad shouldered and nearly a head taller than Rachel.

“Hi Rachel, what brings you here?” asked Tom, blocking the doorway.

“I’m here all the time, Tom. I think you know why,” Rachel smiled.

“No, I’m not sure what you mean, Rachel. What do you want?” Tom didn’t move.

“I’m here because I’m horny and I want you to fuck my ass, you jerk,” Rachel said clearly and a bit louder than she intended. She looked around, but no one on the street seemed to have heard.

“Oh, well in that case,” Tom winked and stepped aside. He closed the door after her and followed her into the room. Tom put his arms around her and slid one hand under her skirt.

“I thought I asked you not to wear panties anymore. There’s no point in covering your cute little ass.” Tom teased her. “And it’s just one more thing to remove when you get here.” Read more »

Making Dinner [Mf] [Inc]

“Sorry I’m late, Daddy.” I bent over the arm of his chair and kissed his cheek. “I’ll get right on making dinner.”

He grunted affirmatively.

I left him alone in the living room and walked to the kitchen. Mom was out of town visiting her brother, leaving me in charge of the house. Dad wasn’t exactly a homemaker and was hopelessly lost in the kitchen. I had planned on making pasta sauce from scratch, but it was already almost 8. My volleyball practice ran late, and being the Senior Captain of the team, I couldn’t take off before we finished. I didn’t even have time to change, just threw a tee-shirt on over my sports bra and raced home for dinner.

I stood on my tip-toes reaching onto the top shelf for a bag of spaghetti. Even at 5’9”, I was a few inches shorter than the rest of my family. The shelves were clearly designed for everyone else. When I bent over to get a jar of sauce out from under the counter, I felt a hand run over my ass. It’s fingers traced down between the legs, rubbing over top of the skin tight black shorts that were hugging my pussy. Read more »