Force in Balance, Part 4 of 4 [sci-fi, Mf, mast, oral, anal, futa] (Star Wars)

*Yes, it’s finally here – the end of these weird Star Wars posts! This is the fourth and final chapter in my story inspired by a prompt on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts. I’ll link in the comments to the beginning of the story, or you can look through my post history and find the rest of it. Thanks for the feedback, and enjoy!*

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It took some time for Lai Phen and Darth Votrus to wash themselves off after they had recovered from their respective orgasms. It took some time, too, for the droids to change the sheets and clean the mattress on the bed that they had utterly drenched with semen. Even the personal cleaning facilities aboard Votrus’ ship seemed to struggle to remove the incredible amounts of cum off their bodies, so that the two of them had to give each other a hand in the shower. 

When they finally emerged from the ship, the sun was setting over the western sea. The temperature was quite pleasant now, and Votrus and Lai Phen agreed, unspoken, to both stay nude as they enjoyed drinks on the patio. Lai Phen was enjoying a newfound confidence, a sense of ease with her own body that she had never quite felt before. Votrus was more than happy to take in the view. 

Force in Balance, Part 3 [sci-fi, MF, Fdom, anal, mast, oral, tf] (Star Wars)

*Hey, this is Part 3 of my story inspired by a prompt on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts! I’ll link to parts 1 and 2 in the comments since links aren’t allowed in the description. I’m working on Part 4 right now, which will likely be the final chapter. Enjoy!*

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Darth Makhet led the way back inside, Rinn close behind her. Makhet strolled casually through the section of the dormitory that the droids had made up for them. She continued past the lounge and dining area to the two bedrooms, peeking first into one, then the other. Evidently settling on the first one, she doubled back, grabbing hold of Rinn’s erection as she walked past him. With a firm grip she towed him to the large bed, neatly made with minimalist white dressings and lit through a slatted skylight.

She stopped at the head of the bed, guiding Rinn to sit with his back against the pillows along the wall. He did so in almost quivering eagerness, looking over at her, his hands running over her hips and ass as he forced himself to be patient. But Makhet stayed standing beside the bed, her eyelids falling as she laid her hands on his temples, deep in concentration.

Force in Balance, Part 2 [sci-fi, Mf, oral, light reluc, light Mdom] (Star Wars)

*This is Part 2 of my story, which was inspired by a post over on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts a while back now. I’ll link Part 1 in the comments since I don’t think I’m allowed to in the description? Anyway, as before, this is obviously not meant to be 100% true to SW canon but I’d love to hear any other feedback! Parts 3 and 4 will be coming ASAP as well. Enjoy!*

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Lai Phen shifted in her seat. Droids had brought drinks and light refreshments for her and Darth Votrus, and now they sat across from each other at a small table on the terrace, eating and drinking silently. The Sith master regarded Lai Phen intensely. Though his expression was neutral, he seemed to be evaluating her the entire time they ate, judging her by whatever unknown criteria. At long last, Votrus spoke.

“Tell me, padawan,” he said, setting down his glass only for a droid to scuttle over and refill it. “How old were you when you came to the Jedi?”

Heather and Joe Part 3

A week later in the study of Heather’s father a loud “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?” was heard. Heather’s stepmom came quickly into the room. Thomas was sitting there with a rapidly reddening face. On the screen was Joe’s picture of Heather. It didn’t take him long to track down Joe’s address and his mother’s two work locations. He sent her an email requesting a meeting. She agreed to meet him at lunch. They met outside the business and sat at a table under a tree.

“Look, I know you value your time, so I’ll be brief.” Thomas open his laptop and typed.

“Your son is a tutor at school working with my daughter.” He showed Joe’s mother a picture of Heather. She arched an eyebrow in mild surprise, but said nothing.

“He drew this picture of her and posted it on a porn site.” He said accusingly showing the picture of Joe’s work.

She looked at the picture, but again said nothing.

“She’s a good girl with a clean reputation. She’ll be going to college soon and we want her to get a good start in life.” Thomas said.

“Is she 18 yet?” Joe’s mom asked.

Heather and Joe Part 2

The next day was uneventful. The only vaguely interesting thing to Heather was cheerleading practice. The girls practically ran things themselves for the coach was there in name only. Ashley Neeson was the football coach’s 24 year old trophy wife whose only qualification for the job was her last name. She was usually late for practice and spent most of it glued to her phone. The only good aspect of her leadership was that she wasn’t a martinet like the last coach and would let them rest their injuries. Today it seemed like the whole squad had a sore ankle or smashed wrist, so practice was light dance routines and a few new chants. When they were finished, Brad texted her that he’ll be riding with someone else.

The following day was as uninteresting as the last. At the afterschool Yearbook meeting Heather was looking through the previous year’s edition when stumbled upon the picture of Joe Stevens.

“Good lord look at him!” She gasped.

“What’s up?” asked her friend Rachel.

“My math tutor. I thought he was a slob, but I figured he’d at least try to look good for his picture.”

Force in Balance, Part 1 [sci-fi, MF, Fdom, oral, light huml, light reluc] (Star Wars)

*This is a response to a story prompt on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts (which I’m apparently not allowed to link to). It’s taken me a while to write (and I’m still working on more) because I’m no expert on Star Wars lore and only had the motivation to do a moderate amount of research, but the prompt interested me so much from a character point of view that I couldn’t get it out of my head until I actually sat down and wrote it. That said, I’m open to all feedback EXCEPT for complaints about it being inaccurate or non-canonical, because, duh. Anyway, enjoy! More to come as soon as I finish it…*

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The atmosphere on Tenori Prime turned the light of its sun a dreamy honey-brown, the seas that covered almost all of its surface shimmering like silver and gold flowing together. It was well after noon on the rocky atoll once known as the Latanae when two small ships sailed down from the sky, landing on two separate buildings on opposite sides of the ring of islands. From each craft emerged two figures, and from each pair, one departed and began the walk along the series of bridges that chained together the northern islands of the atoll.

That time my date [F]rom the internet was way too hot for [M]e

It all started with one of those dating websites. I opened my account one day to find that a very, very (x6) attractive girl (Jasmine P.) had, “liked”, “matched, “swiped right” or said “hey” (being vague as to not endorse a specific site) to my profile. I eagerly checked out her profile, and like most guys I instantly went through all her pics. If this was really her, she was fucking (excuse my nearly flawless French) gorgeous. Way too hot for me, for sure. But whatever, we’re soul mates I bet. I bet she read my profile and we had so many common interests that she saw past my unconventionally average to medium good looks and decided we should make babies together.

So I stared at her pics for a few more minutes before reading down her page. She had taken quite a bit of care to fill out every detail, sub-section and favorite that the site asked for. As I read though, my hopes of an instant connection and babies faded, as I realized we were total opposites. She liked fine dining, art, traveling and expensive things, and I like making furniture, drinking beer in dive bars and watching countless hours of sci-fi movies and tv. At some point I came to realize our connection must have been a technical error made by the internet gremlins.

[GAY] [M] Unfinished Story Please Give Me Advice

This story happens in the future. A sci-fi future where genetic engineering has become much more advanced than it is now. In this future there was mad scientist that created a new STD and released it into the population. The SDT only spread through the cum of young gay guys. The government constantly tried to stop the virus from spreading but most gays thought the STD was a glorious gift and fought hard to get themselves infected and to keep spreading the virus to others. It took two weeks for most infected individuals to become immune to it. After that they would lose the special cum it gave them. The virus never actually made anyone get sick but instead it caused those that were infected to start producing special cum that altered the bodies of those that consumed it. The way it affected their bodies depended on their sexuality. The cum from submissive guys would do nothing to themselves or each other but it would make dominant guys grow more endowed. The cum from dominant guys would do nothing to themselves or each other but it would make any submissive guy’s entire body shrink smaller. All the effects were completely permanent and irreversible. The potency of their cum varied a lot from person to person. Only a few hundred guys had been infected so far and but the story of the virus quickly became world news.

My Friend’s Willing Wife [MF] [CHUBBY] [MATURE]

I wanted to share this with someone as I recently had a strange weekend. Names have been changed. This is the first time I have ever shared anything online in a narrative, so please be gentle.

A bit about me – I am a married 42 year old father who has never strayed from my wife and we are not into swinging / sharing / swapping. My wife, who is bi-sexual, did have a girlfriend when we first married and she did remain with my wife for about 5 years into our marriage. I did not mind, but never had any sexual activity with her and my wife. We have both been open to exploring our sexual desires as long as we did so safely.

Over the Easter weekend, I returned to my hometown to visit some family and friends. Since I am not often in town, I planned a dinner with one of my childhood friends, Ed, and his wife, Jane. I let my Ed know it would just be the three of us as my wife could not come as she was helping her parents prepare for the holiday. We opted for a low key Italian BYOB that was close to home. I was kind of surprised when my friend showed up solo, but he informed me that Jane would be joining us shortly as she just ran across the street to the grocery store for a bottle of wine.

Beyond the Rim, part 2 [MF] [sci-fi] [tentacle] [preg] [eggs] [MC]

Nerys woke up only slowly, and it was long before she could separate the dreams from reality. Wherever she was now, it was wet, dark and warm. The tentacles were all still inside her, and no part of her was free of contact with the creature. Her hands and legs, forced away from her body, were fixed by the strong, alien limbs. On her skin they felt like strand-woven flesh, soft, but with an unnerving unlike any humanoid she had ever known.

Her breasts had swollen, how large she didn’t dare imagine, and from the feeling of it were now being milked, slowly and surely, by the wet, hungry mouths of her violator.

She was aware that she wasn’t breathing, that there was nothing to breathe at all, and also, that this didn’t bother her anymore. Whatever oxygen she needed, it was finding its way into her system. Her dreams had been dark and intense, full of hungry, violent sex, and wet, squirming things, forcing themselves inside her, filling her up one by one. Most of it was a dream, and still, all of it had been real.