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Orbital Academy XI

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Inside of Jackson's head, a small reminder alert pinged, and he took a breath. The ping was vaguely musical, and for the nanosecond it lasted Jackson enjoyed and appreciated the fact that he had a snapshot of music that only he could enjoy. The breath ended and he returned his focus to the problem at hand.

Very occasionally Jackson would wonder what it would be like to have a normal human brain. He would probably be lazy, perhaps absentminded, maybe talkative. Perhaps he might've even had a say in how his personality developed. His mother had taken that choice away from him with her extensive use of cocaine and critz and alcohol. When he was born his mind was so malformed there were only two options; augmentation or no augmentation. Without a CPU he would be a ward of Orbital Minera, his brain running a single function where a normal human could handle several, barely classifiable as alive much less intelligent. So really, the social worker hadn't had a choice either, giving the techs and medics permission to use him as a test case for their latest augmentations. Read more »

Orbital Academy X

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"We can't leave them Captain, please, we can't leave them behind!"
Jane didn't trust herself to respond to Missy's pleading. She continued her task, working calculations to determine the planet's rotation since they'd landed. Jackson sat next to her, doing similar calculations to determine the vectors of the orbitals around the planet. The work was going slowly since the rest of the ground team was refusing to help.
"You know that Missy is right Captain," Aimee backed up her friend, "if the positions were reversed, the others would come for us."
"They probably would," Jane's voice was hoarse, but it didn't waver, "because I'm not there to stop them. I'm with you, and later you'll realize that keeping you from rushing off is saving your life."
"Captain," Missy's voice was steady too, Jane noted with a touch of surprise, "I will knowingly risk my life if there's even the slightest chance of-"
"There isn't the slightest chance," Jane cut her off, flicking the switch to prepare the pod. The open walls around them slowly closed, switching from an open command center to an airtight spaceworthy craft. "The chance of rescue is zero, Missy. I know you don't want to hear that, and believe me, I know how much it hurts, but they're gone. They're done."
"Their beacons still show up on scanners. They're not dead." Read more »

Fucking my older sister’s boyfriend. [Mf] [anal]

Normally I hate Sundays, but this one just had a great feeling to it. I’d slept in till noon and not bothered to change into actual clothing, and why should I? Roommate’s out of town and my schedule’s blissfully empty. A day of lounging around my apartment in my panties before the semester begins is practically necessary.

I put the tea kettle on and pulled my sloppy ponytail loose, letting my thick, dark brown curls to fall past my shoulders in a tousle typical of a long night in bed. I had on some high school t-shirt that I’d cut the collar out of, providing generous glimpses of my sloping, pale collar bones and chest. That and a pair of black lacy panties that don’t quite contain the curve of my ass, but few panties do.

Just when my kettle began to whistle and I was pressed into the counter, reaching for a mug did I hear a knock at the door. I padded across the living room, barefoot atop the wooden floor to open the door, finding my sister’s boyfriend. I don’t know how Amy always got guys like this, but Dominick was my favorite so far. Tanned skin, dark brown hair in that artful sweep that’s just messy enough to assure you they didn’t try, a perpetual 5 o’clock shadow, and blue eyes. Swoon. Read more »

Dana: Thing of Beauty [MF, student/teacher]

Happy new year!

Here's another story I wanted to share with you. It's a student/teacher first-time tale:

Dana: Thing of Beauty

Dear Allison,

I promised you that I’d write the story of my first time with Dana, my teacher and first lover. Never let it be said that I didn’t keep my promises. But I have to tell you: writing this, it’s had me as nervous as the virgin I was back then. Palms sweaty, shivering. The only thing that’s kept me going is remembering your face when you asked me to write this for you — how could anyone ever deny that face anything? But because of that face, I couldn’t write it to you; when I tried to think about you as I wrote, it became much less about what happened then, what I experienced then, and much more about what I have experienced with you.

It’s funny: I’ve written my whole life, but I’ve never in my life written a sex scene. This was the hardest thing I’ve ever tried to write. It was too easy to make everything sound ridiculous, or to turn myself into way more of a smooth operator than I ever was. Read more »

Stepbrother: Part Three

The sequel should be available on my author page shortly: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00HM9MQJK Hope you have fun reading

Chapter 3: Training

It was hard to get to sleep that night. I was too horny to think straight and Adam had forbidden me to masturbate. I kept tossing and turning, trying to get my mind on something else. There was actually a point at around 3 in the morning when I considered texting him for permission. I didn't want to seem desperate, even though I was, so I suffered through my horniness.

I went to work in the morning and didn't get a chance to see Adam. He was still sleeping when I left. I worked my eight hour shift at Starbucks. It was one of my more stressful days. There were two women who let a line build up behind them as they tried to figure out what they wanted. There was an old man who hit on me. There was a clumsy woman who spilled her coffee on me. And worst of all, I was still horny. Read more »

The Trip Home – [MF][Passionate] Tamera and Tony are stranded on a mountain road in a snowstorm and they try to stay warm the only way they know how.

Journal #32

Sunday, December 15th

I can’t believe I’ve written 31 journals already. With all the stresses and anxieties of life in college, it has been a good release to get all of my stress and anxieties out of my mind and onto paper. I hate to admit it, but mom was right. Writing everything down has really helped me to keep my bearings this year. I find I am much calmer and I am much, much more organized. I now take the time to think things through and I’ve resolved many problems just by writing things down clearly and then reflecting on them.

Starting college last year, Bobby being deployed, and hearing about my parents divorce…it was all too much and I needed to have an outlet. Sigh. I miss the days when I would smoke a bowl…or five, and do absolutely nothing all day, but in the big picture, weed was just making it all worse. I was getting further away from my goals, not closer to them.

Now I feel like I have much more balance in my life. I’m really starting to work through frustrating situations and I have more peace of mind. I hate to admit it, and I won’t admit it to her but it has really helped. Read more »

Rape Fantasy. Posting for a friend because she doesn’t have a reddit and what’s to know what you guys think.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The woman was walking home from a long and rather trying day of work. She had this undeniable urge, it had been nagging at the back of mind all day. Her sexual frustrations seem to be worse than ever lately. She needed release! Her fiancé just didn't seem to be satisfying her the way he used to be. She yearned for something hot, something spontaneous and meaningless. She loved David very much, yes but he just wasn't what he was a year ago. "Oh well" she mumbled reaching for her keys. The night was unusually quiet as she let herself into her apartment. Their was no moon out tonight so she stumbled looking for the light switch, dropping her purse and papers. Suddenly she had the feeling she wasn't alone. She could almost hear a deep uneven breathing coming from the darkness in front of her. Her hand felt for the light switch on the wall but what she found was not a light switch but a warm shoulder. She screams and turned to run, it's too late he's on her. It surprises her she doesn't try to fight him, she moves into the rough embrace of his hand locked in her hair. Soft whimpers escape her lips as he bends her over the kitchen table. "Your mine" his loud voice echoes on the solitude. She likes this . She realizes she wet, soaking, leaking through her Victoria secret panties. He's smacks her hard on the ass, she whimpers and asks for another. He starts pulling up her skirt with unnecessary force she loves it. He smacks her ass again "your my filthy whore" he whispers roughly in her ear. She can barely control herself her pussy is throbbing yearning for his cock. He rips her panties off and starts touching her soaking wet pussy " you like this don't you, filthy whore". she moans. Then he feels him all at once enter her hard. She yelps and try's to pull away. " oh no you don't!" He grabs her hips and starts fucking her in hard deep strokes. She can't believe how good this feels. He slaps her ass hard enough for her to gasp. Now he's fucking her so hard the table is moving. Suddenly he stops and grabs the hair at the nape of her neck and stands her up straight. "Suck my dick like the filthy whore you are" he pushes her to her knees and forces her mouth open. He shoves his hard cock down her throat until she gags and starts face fucking her. She can barely breathe, her pussy is soaking wet and throbbing. Then he unleashes a massive Load of slick and salty cum into her throat, she swallows it all. He pushes her off and she falls , smiling. He pulls his pants up and starts to walk out when he looks back at her and says I'll be back for that ass tomorrow , and he walks out. She lays their out of breath and reeling. Suddenly excited for tomorrow.

Orbital Academy VIII

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It should've been boring, watching the roiling green fog break against the windows, but it had captivated Li since they had entered it hours ago. Even with the impending danger of the planetary mission, the mesmerizing patterns on the window combined with the low rumble that came with breaking atmosphere was almost soothing. His squadmates were on their screens or restlessly trying to sit still; the atmosphere in the room was too tense for the normal chattering.
Not sure what all the fuss is about, Li thought as he watched the fog through drooping eyes, nothing's been able to challenge us yet, why do you all think this'll be anything different? He let the hum of the ground pod's engine lull him in time with the slow rocking of the craft, watching the green fog billow and puff. Read more »

Orbital Academy VII

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"Sir, can I speak freely?" Captain Jane Appet spoke through clenched teeth, staring across the desk at the commander of Orbital Academy.
"Permission denied," Major Auspus replied cooly. His fingers flicked across the screen he held, comparing it to a page of notes on his desk, the picture of distracted business.
"Yes sir," Jane turned and walked toward the door, fuming, mind spinning.
"This is why I like you Captain Appet," the Major's voice stopped her at the door, "any other person to ask that question would give me a piece of their mind regardless of my answer. Of course that means, ironically, that I am far more willing to listen to your rants than theirs. Yes you may speak freely."
"This is stupid, dangerous, reckless and entirely ill-advised," the Major's compliment barely registered in Jane's mind as she turned back to him, "my squad is an excellent rookie team, but there's no way it's responsible to send them on a full planetary run!"
"I must admit I'm surprised to hear you say that," the Major smiled wryly at his screen as he spoke, "you spoke so adamantly at the last meeting. About the abilities of your rookies, about the need for the orbital to stop coddling first years, about how we faced a threat that would need a strong crop of pilots."
"That was when they were going to be fighting a flamer Drake, this is entirely different!"
"I see it simply as a natural progression Captain Appet. Your team is the model by which other rookie squads are measured, but right now everyone else is catching up. After the excellent way they handled the exothermic Drake, the next step is to get them experience with a planetary run."
"Two of my squad almost died handling that Drake!" Read more »