Testing the Table
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2026 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: 情侣鸟 (Lovebird) sets out to purchase a grandfather clock but a coffee table proves to be a sexy distraction. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Oral Sex Illustrated .
Gracely’s was having a sale on grandfather clocks. With a twinkle in her eyes, my lovely 情侣鸟 informed me she’d always wanted one. So we found ourselves in the furniture department surrounded by grandfather clocks.
“Some nice ones,” 情侣鸟 declared. “The only thing is none of them are going. How are we supposed to evaluate the sound of the ticking or tocking or whatever the appropriate word is, not to mention the sound of the chimes? How can we even tell if they keep accurate time?”
“It’s going to be right twice a day,” I joked.
“Ha ha,” 情侣鸟 laughed. “But only if we’re at the equator and not on a Fall Back or Spring Forward Sunday.”
“Really?”
情侣鸟 grinned.
“Maybe I could round up a salesman who could wind them for us,” I offered.
“I think they’re all on their lunch break,” 情侣鸟 supposed. “And given the way clocks in this place operate, that could be an all-day affair. But you know what? This coffee table is nice. We could use a new coffee table.”
“We could?”
“Uh huh. The old one has seen better days. Not to mention weeks, months, years, decades, and microseconds.”
“Microseconds? Not nanoseconds?”
“Uh huh, but first we have to test it.” 情侣鸟 seated herself on the coffee table and beckoned me close. Next thing I knew my pants were unzipped and my penis freed to the department store air. It seemed to like the environment to judge by the way it sprang up.
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