So there I was, in a fourteenth-floor apartment that belonged to what's-his-name, surrounded by the winking lights of sprawling New York City. I’d been having nonstop encounters with famous characters from Wonder Woman to Elton John and, my god, that was...
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TangerineSky
1 month ago
Bisexual Female
United States
Stories
Melancholy Paradise
The picturesque brunette; sweet face, pert tits, a tiny waist with an ass juicier than a spring peach. Her cock was beautiful, too.Thick raindrops caressed the windows of the vehicle in a natural curtain of privacy. My pussy grew wet as she tenderly kissed me. This couldn’t be the last time. I refused to believe it. Everything but this exact moment in time and space rejected. Her hea...
I stared at the counter. Music played faintly over the speakers, sunlight shining through the windows as happy customers chatted around me. And I kept staring at the counter. The spot where James made me cum the night before. People had been ignorantly pa...
“Did you fuck her?” I whispered. He stood at the other end of the room, my husband, with his back to me. Slowly, he turned, eyes finding me in our bed. “You want to fight? Is that what you want?” he accused, denying nothing. “Why can’t you just answer the...
I woke to the scent of fresh linen and floral perfume, feeling light as a feather like always. I loved my life. I had all I ever wanted: A hardworking husband, a perfect son, and the incredible opportunity to run my own bakery which had been thriving sinc...
Grocery Store Grave Shift - Part III
Friends, sex, and finding purpose on a grocery store night shift.December 18th 2:18 a.m. “How much longer?” Simon asked. Hector looked at his watch. “T-minus six minutes.” Tracking our thirty-minute lunch break was an extreme sport. Mary joined us, her recent nap still clinging to her posture. “Six minutes? I still hav...
Grocery Store Grave Shift - Part II
Friends, sex, and finding purpose on a grocery store night shift.November 21st 8:44 p.m. Saturday night, I stepped off the bus into gently falling snow, surrounded by silence once the transit hissed, groaned, and pulled away. The Foodway’s sign lit the surrounding fog that swirled beneath the low hugging clouds. A floa...
Grocery Store Grave Shift
Friends, sex, and finding purpose on a grocery store night shift.November 16th 8:02 p.m. My interview was at nine in the evening. I didn’t care to find it odd as I pulled on my best pair of faded blue jeans in preparation. The position was for night shift anyway and the hour wasn’t an inconvenience. Nothing awaited me...
The morning sun casts through the blinds, painting stripes of light onto her perfect shape. I grab my cock, eyes tracing the cleft of her still-damp labia. He'll be home soon; the man who owns this pussy. Mine for another few moments, I mount her, nudging...
Ava was an intensely grounded woman for being so beautiful. Her allure never siphoned her charm, never left her hollow. Piercing blue eyes told you she was constantly thinking a million things but wouldn’t dare say what. On the occasions she did, pleasure...
I glared at the broken elevator every time I passed it, cursing my landlord as I hauled another box up to the tenth floor. I wasn’t necessarily out of shape, but the workout made me seriously reconsider my new apartment. Not that I expected Mr. Savi to gl...
The coffee shop glowed, front window framed by a string of amber lights. It reflected on the shimmering pavement, the already over-green town draped in its usual overcast cloak. I sat alone, nestled against a rain-flecked window, a faded copy of Being And...
The Sinner's Glade
"She fucked as if she'd fallen long ago." -LuciferFireflies wink, golden sunset filtering through crimson petals. He's as handsome as she was warned. The fire in him burning her across the meadow. "He lets you free?" "Perhaps He learned his lesson with you," she replies. His smile forfeits her resolve....
Her thoughts digress as she eyes his leather belt. Would he spank her with it? Daydreams darken the bright room, his words behind frosted glass. Musing what desires keep him up at night. Chivalry didn't die with him. Does he take it to his bed? Abandon it...
My soul is in these keys. In every note that wraps my skin. I caress a melody into existence, my hands sure as a lover’s. Sure as your coarse fingertips along my bare spine. I shudder. The song doesn’t. Your touch sings of need as you feel your way to my...