Orbital Academy VI

Another chapter of the adult sci-fi serial Orbital Academy!

If you're new to the series, you can read Orbital Academy from the beginning here


After four of the most intensive and exhausting months of his life, Preston had come to love his day off more than anything else in the world. He loved his morning shot of caffeine, he loved his weekly allotment of alcohol. Though he hadn't yet used the word, he loved his girlfriend Missy, and he would readily admit that he loved screwing her as long and as frequently as possible. Even with all of that, on some days, while drenched in sweat and still pushing himself on the training courses, or while biting his lip in frustration trying to outmatch the drone simulator, he would keep himself going by fantasizing about his next Sunday. This Sunday Preston had decided he would stay in bed until lunchtime…first sleeping in far later than he should, and then playing or reading on his personal screen until the buzzer intoned the lunch tone. The thought kept him going throughout the week, and he spent his entire free hour on Saturday making up his remedial reflex training just so that he wouldn't have anything to do on his beloved free day.

The Farm Pt. 3 [mf] [facial]

Clark ushered Lucy through the hallway and handed her off to Mark. The two of them briefly exchanged some information on one of the older girls before Mark swept her off into a room to the left of the studio.

Lucy had never seen this room before. There were vanity mirrors all along one wall and the rest of it appeared to be an enormous walk-in closet. All of the lingerie and outfits had been sectioned off and were all labeled.

"Per request, you'll be choosing from this rack," Mark gestured to what appeared to be everyday clothing. "Lucy, meet Darla."

An older woman with wrinkles smothered in dark foundation grabbed Lucy into a tight embrace. She smelled like old perfume and hairspray, and one of her false eyelashes was coming unglued. "I help dress the ladies and do your hair and makeup."

Mark forced Lucy down into a chair in front of the mirror by her shoulders. "Your first client is looking for a realistic experience. He has his fantasy down to fine details. You read the script, you give him what he came for. The gentlemen may choose to tip you – separate from your pay and their fee – depending on how well you do for them." Mark handed her two papers stapled together.

I came on my friends mom as a young male. The memory made me associate shame with arousal. This is the story of my recovery.

This is based on a true story that I recently submitted to Reddit. HERE is the original story that led to this, and it may make more sense if you read that first. I made an AMA about it, and people suggested reconnecting with the mother, which I did. In an AMA about reconnecting, someone suggested this story. Somehow, I decided to write it. Not sure if I'm glad I did, I'm kind of a mess now. But, here it is:

(The first half of this story is essentialyl 100% true. I marked in bold where it became fiction)

BigD stood in front of the door with trembling knees. If his girlfriend had not been besides him, he doubted he could go through with it. She took his hand in hers and whispered “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to babe”. Somehow, knowing he had her full support gave him the courage to reach out, and, with a shaking hand, ring the doorbell.

The Date

I knock on Carol’s door, and swallow, nervously. My wife, Jackie, had decided that she wanted to spend the evening with her girlfriend Kim, and arranged for me to have a date with her boss at work. Carol was an older woman, in her late forties, and though I had never met her, I’d seen pictures. She is an attractive woman, easily what one might describe as a cougar. The door opened, and Carol smiled, inviting me in. She looked pretty much like the picture Jackie had shown me, if not even a little hotter. Shorter than I, she stood about about 5’4”, a wrap around dress showing off both the curve of her hips and her C cup bosom. The heels she wore not only accentuated her ass as I followed her in, but also showed off her stunning legs. Thick, firm thighs, strong calves, down to the “DTF” anklet she wore on her right leg, I could tell that this was a woman that took care of herself. As we sat down to the dinner she had prepared, I could feel the confidence and strength in her, both in how she carried herself, and in how she led the conversation.

Duty Fuck

He stood on the gate bored out of his wits. Tony had never been the type to sit still for too long. He only had about a 10mins left on the entry control point, before he could go on patrol again.

The lights of an on coming car lit up his post. He stepped out of the car to check their Identification card. He noticed how humid it was outside, the fact that his blue digital uniform didn't breath and his bulletproof vest made it extra hot. He enjoyed how the vest made him look fuller. He looked down at his boots as he stepped out o the shack, and wished the shine on his boots were better.

The car pulled up. He signaled for them to cut off their headlights as they blinded him.

"I'm sorry!" she said

Her dark curly hair was in a ponytail, Tony noticed. Her light brown skin flowed to her low cut shirt exposing her cleavage. As he made his way up to her face, he noticed things weren't so bad at this gate after all.

Morning licks

This is no literary masterwork, just a recap because i find it hot to read over.

I woke up with my girlfriend after a hard night of partying – it was her birthday party the night before. We lied naked in bed, pounding glasses of water and trying to go back to sleep for a while. She was still a little loopy from all of last nights alcohol.

I'm getting pretty hot and bothered and cant get back to sleep, so I lean over and kiss her pussy. She woke up a little bit and spread her legs… so i dove right in, tongue-ing her clit. She started fidgiting more and more, moaning and jarring her legs. I got her to hold her legs up while she lay on her back, so I could smack her ass while I went to town on her pussy. It made for some good lickin. She really likes a good ass smacking, and has a nice big booty.

So Now You Know

[Porn usually needs no introduction, so I regret the imposition of a serious paragraph at the beginning. If you wish to get to the good stuff, just skip the remainder of this paragraph. I have posted in this subreddit twice before. Both posts were essentially true stories, though admittedly enhanced to increase the effect of the post. When writing erotica, the truth rarely matters. You are communicating a prurient desire, and what you fantasize to be true is usually more interesting anyway. This post is different, and it was hard to write, because it is completely true. In some ways, the story is a little less interesting than it could have been because I resisted temptation to bolster up the details. But I wanted to communicate in true fashion how to overcome what for me was a devastating problem. Usually when I write, it is just to arouse and excite. If this one arouses you, all the better. But my greater aim is that no one lower his expectations of himself, nor that she lower her expectations of him, simply because of apparent roadblocks.]

The First Year: Ch. 1

First chapter is to kind of establish a few characters. There won't be much erotic behavior at first. I'll try to keep it short and sweet! :)


We'd spent all of Adam's day off getting our furniture and boxes moved into the new apartment. His family and a couple of friends had helped us out and the whole day had been a lot of fun. We all ate shitty sandwiches in the middle of our empty living room; I spent a good amount of time with his sisters visualizing the layout; and after his family had made the hour-long drive back to their home a few of Adam's co-workers took us out for drinks.

Everything about this life is new for me. Adam and I met in college just three semesters ago while I'd been living in one of the dorms. My family and hometown is states away from here, but Adam and I fell completely head over heels with each other. Fast-forward, the two of us ended up getting married. It was a small ceremony with just our very small immediate families, and now that Adam's finished with school we've decided to move into a nicer apartment. I'll continue going to school while he works.

Teasing / Orgasm denial / Interruption [FFM]

This is a denial/interrupted story, but not quite typical. I have written a core story with multiple, varying denial-type endings. When you reach the end of the core story, you can continue to one of three different endings. I hope you enjoy the re-readability afforded by this approach.

If you are interested in this fetish, please PM me.

I’m nothing special really. I’m a pretty average looking 20-year old college student. I work out occasionally, so I have a trim build and I’m about 5’10”. I do have one problem though, I seem to blow incredible opportunities with women. Let me explain.

The most recent incident just happened last month, so I am still reeling from it. I began dating this girl Sarah that I met in one of my classes. She was an absolute knock-out! 5’4” and 130lbs with 34DD tits and a bit of a butt. Now mind you… I had not actually seen her body in all its glory. She seemed very prude and had not as much as given a hand job in a few weeks of dating. But that was about to change.