Wednesday, June 25, 2025

Encounters In Space - Adult

 



Close Encounters in High Earth Orbit


Chapter 1: Weightless Desire


In the heart of the O'Neil-1 space station, suspended in the weightless expanse of zero gravity, Dr. Li Mei and Dr. Amelia found solace in each other's arms. Their bodies, unencumbered by the earth's pull, floated gently as they began their intimate dance. The soft hum of the space station's machinery provided a rhythmic backdrop to their encounter, a symphony of technology and human desire intertwined.

Li Mei, her long black hair swaying like a dark nebula around her, pulled Amelia closer.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, a silent testament to their shared longing. The kiss deepened, their tongues intertwining in a delicate ballet as they savored the taste of each other.

The cold, sterile environment of the space station seemed to melt away, replaced by the warmth of their shared passion.

With a practiced grace born from months of isolation together, they maneuvered themselves into a 69 position. Li Mei's petite frame contrasted with Amelia's athletic build, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a cosmic puzzle. The blonde biologist's hands roamed over Li Mei's delicate form, tracing constellations on her soft skin. Li Mei, in turn, reveled in the strength of Amelia's body, her fingers exploring the firm muscles beneath her lover's skin.

Their intimacy took on a new intensity as Li Mei's anxiety about Adrian's arrival manifested in her lovemaking. Her touches became more insistent, her kisses more demanding. She ventured lower, her tongue tracing a path down Amelia's spine before dipping into the cleft of her ass. Amelia gasped, surprised by the sudden intrusion, but soon relaxed under Li Mei's skillful ministrations.

Not one to be outdone, Amelia reciprocated, her tongue mirroring Li Mei's actions. Their moans echoed through the empty space, a symphony of pleasure and desire. Their fingers found each other's pussies, sliding in with practiced ease. They moved in unison, their fingers thrusting in and out, their tongues delving deeper into each other's asses.

The tension built, their bodies trembling with anticipation. Li Mei's moans became more pronounced, her breathing ragged. With a final, desperate thrust, she climaxed, her pussy squirting out large blobs of fluid that floated weightlessly around Amelia's face.

The sight of Li Mei's orgasm pushed Amelia over the edge, her own body convulsing with pleasure as she came hard.

Sunday, June 15, 2025

Coach Made Me Do It

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Uncle Sal

 

Visiting My Uncle Sal 

 

Whenever mom and dad decided to head up the mountain to gamble in Reno, they would usually leave my sister with the neighbors and their daughters and took me to my Uncle Sal's place. It was about 20 miles up the hill from home and on their way, so it was convenient, and I liked staying with him. Uncle Sal was my uncle from my mom's side of the family; someone I had grown up with and who always treated me like I was special.

Uncle Sal was a little younger than my parents. Sure, he was an adult, but he was still enough of a kid to make me feel like I fit in with him, which helped to foster the closeness I felt with him; a near-perfect mix between paternal figure and pal.

It was hard not to like Uncle Sal. He was tall with a mop of curly blond hair and the most infectious laugh. He was quick with the jokes, and generous with horseplay and hugs, even as I grew into my teens. His hands and arms were huge, but always gentle. He rode a motorcycle whenever the weather was good and, despite my mom's protests, eventually taught me how to ride too.

Monday, June 2, 2025

Gym Locker Room

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My Morning Wood


Blowing My Sister's Boyfriend

Marc walked into the bathroom as I was sitting on the toilet trying to rub one out. I covered myself just in time before he saw what I was doing.

"What the fuck?!" I objected.

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"Fuck you!" He said flipping me off. "You've been in here forever," he added. "I gotta get ready for work and all my shits in here."

I looked down at the bulge in his underwear. He smirked and grabbed himself and squeezed.

"Happy pride month," he said, calling me a slur without having too.

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My Straight Buddy

 

Reconnecting With My Straight Buddy

I still think about Calvin sometimes.

 

It's been over fifteen years now, but even here in my mid-thirties, I remember that summer with such clarity and warmth.

 

This was back in 2005 - Bush had just started his second term, the world was mourning the Pope, and I had Mariah Carey's The Emancipation of Mimi on constant rotation as I flew home for summer break.

 

I'd just wrapped up junior year at UCLA, and my dad had come through with a summer internship hookup. Some friend of his ran a tech company that made microchips or something - honestly, I wasn't paying much attention to the details. I was just grateful to have summer plans when everyone else was bragging about their amazing internships and I had nothing lined up.

 

My phone buzzed the moment I landed. I flipped it open to find a text from a number I didn't recognize.

 

Hey dude, how's it going? It's Calvin Jones. Heard ur back in town.

 

Calvin Jones? Now that was a name I hadn't heard in years. We'd been tight back in junior high, but you know how it goes - people drift apart. I remembered him as this sweet, chunky kid with pale skin and hair that was always a little too greasy. He had this thing about always smelling faintly of cheese, and I wondered what had prompted him to reach out after all this time. How had he even gotten my number?

 

Hi Calvin! Yeah, I'm back, just landed actually. What's up? Nice to hear from you.

 

I pocketed my phone and headed through customs. While waiting at baggage claim, another text came through.

 

Came across ur MySpace page and saw that ur in UCLA. That's rad, man. Wanna catch up? I'm free this weekend.

 

I'll admit, I felt a little skeptical. Random texts from old junior high friends usually meant someone was selling something - Tupperware, makeup, insurance. But Calvin had always been genuinely nice, and I've never been good at saying no to people. Besides, it might be fun to catch up.

We arranged to meet Saturday morning at Javier's Cafe, this popular brunch spot known for having the best eggs benedict in town. I'd gotten spoiled by LA's unpredictable traffic, so I arrived about fifteen minutes early and snagged an outdoor table where Calvin could easily spot me.

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