Clockwork
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2025 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: Jamie's new alarm clock is fully-featured. Illustrated.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa Fiction Illustrated .
“Hey Jamie,”
“Hi Drew. Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. Fine. I just called to say I miss you. I should be done here in a couple more days and then I’m heading home.”
“That’s good. I miss you too.”
“So anything interesting happening? You sound a little, I don’t know, distracted.”
“No, I mean not really. Well, maybe. This alarm clock I ordered from Amazon arrived yesterday.”
“I didn’t know we needed a new alarm clock.”
“We don’t. More or less. I mean I got it for my mom. The other day she mentioned hers wasn’t working. I guess she’s had it for centuries. Not that she needs an alarm clock. But I didn’t know what to get her so I got her the clock.”
“Makes sense.”
“I guess. So I opened the package and looked at the instructions and all. It seemed pretty simple. But I thought I’d better test it, so I put in the battery and set the time and pressed the button, and I felt this little tingle, sort of like a shock, but a pleasant shock—more a tingle, you know?”
“A tingle.”
“Yes. Um, a sexual tingle. Like if someone touches your clit.”
“My clit?”
“My clit, Drew. If someone touches my clit.”
“Someone?”
“If you touch my clit. Or I touch my clit.”
“I see. Just clarifying.”
“Right, and there was this little sound.”
“What kind of sound?”
“Like a little gasp.”
“The clock gasped?”
“Well, I don’t know if it was the clock. Maybe it was me.”
“Hm. So maybe the clock is defective.”
“Oh, it’s not. Well, maybe it is, but, I don’t know.”
“Well, did the alarm work?”
“Kind of.”
“What do you mean ‘kind of’?”
“I set it for six. I always wake up at six-thirty, you know, no need for an alarm, so I thought I should do six just so there’s no confusion.”
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