I stay under your desk. [M/f] [Oral]

I am your desk slave. I stay under your desk until you are ready to use my throat to forget about your work.

I am on my knees, stowed away and salivating, waiting to accept my order. My greatest joy, I finally feel it. Your hand slips around my throat and pulls me closer towards your lap. This is my favorite moment. I feel fulfilled to serve my purpose in your life. I am wanted, never needed. You pull me halfway to your lap and I come towards you completely. I do as you wish silently, never needing more direction. I feel a bulge through your slacks and I try carefully to keep my hands from trembling as I undo your leather belt. I slip the button out of the loop as your cock throbs and attempts to escape from your slacks. I draw the zipper down slowly, wanting to bathe in the anticipation. Your boxers are so soft, Sir. If only you never had to work again and I could lay my head in your lap forever.

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Excerpt from Velocirapture by Desdemona Devereaux [mf],[ff],[oral],[bi]

“The galaxy is broken,” Lexxia had informed the Academy of Spirit-Sciences. “Dying. We harnessed the greatest power in the universe without properly understanding it, now we have reaped the consequences of that folly.”

She looked out over the audience seated in the amphitheater. It was a sparse group, thinned out and indifferent. She hadn’t expected anything more. It was not a popular theory.

“The source of that power is inside us all, as you know. It is the Salaxastrum, the Spirit-Element. Those adept enough to manipulate that energy can draw upon it. When this is done properly, with the appropriate training and discipline, wonders can be accomplished. When it is not…”

She looked to her assistant and the young woman brought up an image on the great screen that stood behind her. It depicted the rifts that cut across the galaxy like jagged scars. It was as if space itself were cracked like glass and prepared to shatter.

“But we have discovered something in what was broken that may allow us to repair it,” she promised, looking to her assistant. “Bring out the specimen,” she commanded.

The night I baptized you and ruined your friend’s couch [mf], [oral], [squirting], [true story]

This is my Hail Mary. This my last effort to get you out of my system.

I can’t even be sure if that night was real. Warmth runs through my core. My inner most muscles are nearly sent into a spasm; these days all it takes is a single thought.

I stood in awe of that long blonde hair tucked under a ball cap and a fitted T-shirt. You strolled right up to me. So casually with those dimples- like you didn’t just set my desires aflame. The more I got to know that mischievous smile over the weekend, the more I started to crave you. We may have parted ways but the need for you stayed with me.

The Albertan summer was fleeting, typical of that unattainable bitch, and soon enough it was time for the ball tournament. It was almost as if good luck and fortune fell right into my horny lap. There you stood in the front of the line to beer gardens. Clit on fire, I called out to you. As soon as our eyes met, a shock raced through me. Something sparked in your eyes, a mixture of surprise and anticipation rolled into one devastatingly sexy look.

Doctor Finally Gets to Play [Part 2] [Mf]

Part 1 is here.

Dr. Manning started off his meal by twirling his wet tongue around Cassie's clit. Her clit was much bigger than other women's, and made Dr. Manning's job very easy. He trailed his tongue from her soaking wet pussy up to her clit, leaving sticky juices up through her slit. He stopped again at her love button, and sucked it into his mouth, pressing his tongue against the tip as she screamed out from his abuse of her sensitive place.

She had never had a man between her legs this way before, and she couldn't help but lift her young body up to press her pink womanhood further into this hungry doctor's awaiting mouth.

He continued his assault on her pussy; sticking his tongue out and making it rigid, wetness dripping off of it, perfect for sliding into Cassie's little love tunnel. Dr Manning slowly slid his throbbing tongue into her slick but very tight and fresh entrance.

[First story] from my Sex Therapy Series, Chance Encounters [MF]

When the stranger slumped out of his seat and onto the floor, Albert froze. He was petrified. Crap, he thought as the awkward panic began to grow. Albert had always feared that something like this would happen. Why is this happening to me? Of all the people, on all the buses, it's the one person sitting right next to me. To make things worse, the attractive girl who sprang into action to assist the stricken man, noticed Albert's inability to move. Their eyes met and he quickly turned away counting the seconds before the bus would let him off. What's taking so long? Finally the bus driver found a safe place to pull over and came to a stop. Albert quickly got up and walked to the next stop. He felt like a coward.

Daydreaming [MF] [Str8] [exh] [oral]

Someone suggested that you might enjoy reading the story I wrote. I know it's got issues (mainly the tense shift early on and I'd want to flesh out some of the text), but I'm curious to see what people think. Comments and feedback are encouraged and appreciated.

I had an early morning meeting and woke up late. I rushed to get dressed and ready. I grabbed the nearest respectable clothes I could find and rushed out of my apartment without coffee, without breakfast, and made off for the train at a brisk pace. Of course as I reached the last stretch I saw the train rushing towards me. I looked at my watch. There was no way I could miss this train; there wasn't going to be another one for ten minutes and my meeting was starting in 15. "Fuck…" I muttered under my breath. Grabbing the strap of my messenger bag across my chest I took a few warm-up paces before I broke out in a run. I was almost at the steps to the platform when I could feel the rush of air blow past me as the train rushed into the station. I leaped up the stairs two at a time and booked it across the platform towards the open door of the last train car. I heard the warning bell as I was within a step of the door and made hurdled through the opening as the door closed. A few people shook their head as I leaned against the back of the train car regaining my breath. "That'll have to do for the lack of coffee…" I think to myself as I feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins.

Yet Another MILF Party…With a Twist [Str9, mmFFFF, anal, inc, mast, oral]

“So dude, I don’t want to sound weird or anything, but I think you should hook me up with Mrs. Skye or Janet again. I’ve been going through a bit of a dry spell,” Jon said to me on our walk home from school. I knew it would only be a matter of time until this came up, but since then, there had been a bit of a complication. Not only was I fucking Janet and Mrs. Skye, but I’d also started fucking Jon’s mom, and she wouldn’t be happy if she found out that I had arranged something with the other two without including her.

“Yeah man, maybe soon, but I don’t want people to start thinking something is up,” I responded, trying to dodge the topic.

“Don’t fuck me over man. How can you take the two hottest fucking MILFs around and not even give me a shot?”

“Fine!” I almost shouted at him. I just wanted to end the conversation. “Tomorrow night I’m going to Mrs. Skye’s house with Janet. If you just shut the fuck up, I’ll let them know you’re coming too.”

GRO Part 9 – Bobby’s School Daze [Str8, mF, oral]

I am the world’s biggest chump, Bobby thought as he sat in class. Everyone else had skipped – Jeni, Bella, Adam, Amber – but somehow he’d thought it was a great idea to come to class.

If I’d just stayed home, I probably could have fucked Jeni in the morning, then closed the deal with Bella, then had Amber for dessert! he moaned to himself, then regretted it. Thinking of sex wasn’t making it any easier to control his hormones or his massive cock. He could feel the latter growing inside his pants leg, and he tried for the thousandth time today to distract himself by paying attention in class.

Mrs. Amaretto, Bobby’s history teacher, was in the middle of a lesson on the Protestant Reformation. Bobby tried to listen.

“Frustrated by practices in the Church, Martin Luther posted his 95 Theses to the cathedral door…”

Wow, Bobby thought, Mrs. Amaretto is a hottie! Not that this was news to the boy. Ever since Mrs. Amretto had joined the staff the boys of the school had been talking about how pretty, hot and even sexy she was. She was even young for a teacher, just out of college.

GRO Part 8 – Daddy/Daughter Day [Bi, Mfff, oral]

“Oh wow, daddy, that was amazing!” Jeni said as she stepped into the living room with Bella. Her dad’s eyes snapped open and he half-shoved Amber aside to stare in shock at his daughter. This is going to be fun, Jeni thought.

Jeni had heard the unmistakable sounds of fucking as soon as she and Bella walked in the backdoor. Both girls had smiled at each other and perked up, thinking it must be Bobby home after all. But then they’d heard a male voice, much deeper than Bobby’s, and cold chills crept up Jeni’s back.

They both crept around the corner to see what they could see. But they soon discovered they had no reason to be quiet – the couple fucking in the living room was making enough noise to cover up a UFO landing.

Peering in, Jeni confirmed her suspicions – it was her father in there, but she didn’t recognize the girl. Bella did, though.

“Amber!” she whispered, pointing. The girl looked young, and Jeni suspected she was Bella’s age since they knew one another. Her tits were clearly the product of GRO, but who had given it to her? Bobby clearly had some explaining to do.

My Girlfriend Goes for a Walk PART TWO [exhibitonism][forced][humiliation][teen][mf][oral][cum][facial]

I zipped up my paints and began to walk away. I suppose she didn’t know what to do, so moments later I heard her walk towards me. I stepped to the side when we transitioned back on to the main street. She glanced at me nervously, cum shimmering on her chin, before stepping back out into the sunlight. She walked ahead of me again, and this time, the college guys weren’t even trying to hide their looks. They gazed plainly at Stephanie, her chin and face dripping cum, wet stains on her shirt that made the material even more transparent. If they didn’t believe she was a slut before, I thought, they believe it now.

“Hey!” I shouted up towards her.

She turned around, chest perked up like I had told her to, looking at me with those big, blue eyes. I poised my camera, and framed the shot. Through the lens I saw a young girl, 19, blonde hair with blue eyes. She stood out against the background of the passerby, the light hitting her face just so. She was an absolutely perfect girl. Fresh cum dripped from her face. She gazed at me quietly, inviting my stare. She wanted me to look. I clicked the button of the camera, and the moment was saved forever. She might go home with me so that I can fuck her after all of that, but that second of pure, complete exposure is never going away.