Ginger was sitting on the floor just inside the front door of her home. Ginger was not her real name. She was called Ginger because of her hair, though as she had grown it had darkened and was now a gorgeous dark auburn. Every time she went to get her hair trimmed they commented on it, and she regularly got compliments as she walked down the street. Ginger...
We had been feuding all week, a low simmering roil of resentment. The cause, of course, was small and petty, but it was the small wound that allowed long-suppressed resentments to pour forth. Each, alone, was minor, but after long seasons to fester, they’d become toxic, and the rush of bitterness caught both of us by surprise. We’d fought with viciously cont...
Hello everyone, myself Meet. I am 23 with height 5'10" and slim built. I am from Vadodara, Gujarat. This is my first story and a real life experience. So guys get ready to get your dicks hard and ladies to get your pussy dripping wet. I request the new readers to read the previous parts for better experience. It took me almost 2 hours to get all the things...
In my bedroom, I still insist on a corded landline, even if it's an extension. (Such old-fashioned terms...) The rest of the House thinks it's due to my preparedness paranoia - "the phone company maintains power, even when the main lines go down," I said once - but really? It's for intimate conversations. When holding on to a little rectangle just won't do....
Just a Night Out Ch. 4 The Arrival I get out of the car quickly and enter the lobby of the hotel. I wait at the elevator, seeing you come up behind me in the reflective surface running a hand up my inner thigh. "My little cum doll, " you whisper into my ear, kissing the spot where my neck and shoulder meet. I shiver, and the car comes, opening, empty. The...
Mark was tired. He'd worked a little late, brought home some take-out, and promptly passed out on the couch. So when his cell phone bleated from the coffee table, it startled the hell out of him. "Shit!" He sat up, ran a hand through his hair, and hit the talk button. "'lo. This is Jenkins." "Hello, Jenkins." He could hear her smile through the phone, her...
So, Day Three comes and goes without event . . . and I mean WITHOUT EVENT! I didn't get to see My Islander all day. No matter where I looked, he wasn't there. It was a heartbreaking day. However, I couldn't let on to the hubby how dejected I felt about it. I didn't want him to think I didn't want or love him anymore. In fact, even without My Islander around,...
We are in my bedroom, on my bed. You face away from me, your panty-clad ass rubbing up against the crotch of my boxers. "I'm imagining you in here alone," you say. "Imagining what you get up to when you've got no one to play with." You push yourself into me for effect, the thong of your panties disappearing between your cheeks. Your glance comes to rest on t...
You're waiting in the parking lot, fiddling with your phone. I'm watching from my car, smiling to myself; my daddy is a so cool, and confident. I walk nonchalantly to your car and slip into the passenger seat. My skirt slides up my leg to my hip, and you can see my pussy peeking out below the hem. I lean over the console and kiss you, running my fingers th...
Mike Mike was on his way to the all-night grocery. He was slightly annoyed at the extraneousness of his errand. Clara wanted some odd jumble of miscellaneous items and he knew there'd be no peace unless he acquiesced. "What the hell was so important about green bananas, anyway?," he asked himself. Upon exiting the store and getting into his car, his phone...