Stories tangerinesky


Ethan and Chanel 35

I promise I'll make it worth it.

After a painfully thorough internal debate, I find my balls and press 'send' to deliver my message. *Can I see you tonight?* I ask Chanel, knowing she's off modeling at the moment. I walk around my house smoking a joint while I wait to see what she says, and ten minutes later, my phone beeps. *It's only been 24 hours...* she replies, and knowing she's not eager to see me hurts....Read On


Chanel and Ethan 34

With only a handful of words, my heaven turned to hell.

I peel off my leggings as Ethan undoes his pants, both of us grinning at each other. He was taking me to dinner, but our hunger for each other surpassed the need for food. I started teasing him while he was driving, so he found a deserted road and parked. I'm surprised by how spacious his car is when I maneuver myself onto his lap with him in the driver seat. I'm ready and wet thanks to his...Read On


Ethan and Chanel 33

I may have just ruined everything.

I shouldn't be doing this. I feel her lips wrap around the head of my dick, and I groan. Oh fuck, I'm in serious trouble. My train of thought slows immensely when she runs her tongue along the underside of my dick head. The seconds tick by and her sucking gets harder, deeper, my fingers in her hair. Fuuuck, her mouth is already on me, I might as well let her finish. I stick to that fucked...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 32

I love when he's protective.

Puerto Rico with Ethan was surreal. I had such an incredible time, even the flight home was less melancholy than I anticipated. That could have been because our invisible wall still hadn't returned. It could have been the time alone finally bringing us closer, or something as simple as we just felt like it. Whatever the reason, Ethan and I couldn't leave each other alone. He held my hand...Read On


Ethan and Chanel 31

She says I should do what I want. She's what I want.

"I like you here," I whisper, grabbing large handfuls of her ass. "Me too," she says, and I start pulling at the bunched up sheet. I wrap my hand around the back of Chanel's bare knees, my other hand on her hip, and pull her closer. With her little body curled up in my lap, l ghost my lips over hers, nudging her nose with mine. I dip the tip of my tongue into her mouth, and she drags in...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 30

And all the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn't put Chanel together again.

It's been more than an hour since we started, and I haven't lifted a finger. The moment Ethan said 'squirt' I wasn't sure what to expect. His only real directions were that I do ... nothing. I desperately want to squirm, but remain open and placid as his hand starts pressing on my abdomen, his fingers inside me still ruthlessly fucking my front wall. "Shit," I hiss. My excitement...Read On


Ethan and Chanel 29

Holy. Fucking. Shit. Watching her squirt is the most incredible thing I've ever seen.

Watching Chanel surf was one of the hottest things I've ever seen her do. One of the many, but it's definitely up there on the list. We make it back to the main island just after the sun goes down, and Chanel and I go back to the hotel to shower off the surf. When she's ready for dinner, she comes out more stunning than I had in mind. Her little black dress is strapless, hugging her...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 28

I hate being interrupted.

I wake up feeling surprisingly good. After last night I thought for sure I'd be out of commission for just about anything, but when Ethan and I get to the hotel gym, I feel great. I still can't believe he tied me up. I had never been tied up before, but I really liked it. He is so ridiculous, and dominant, and gorgeous. But mostly ridiculous...and I really like that, too. I frequently...Read On


Ethan and Chanel 27

I need to tie her up more often.

It's around six when Chanel and I step out of Casa Cortes, our fourth stop since leaving the hotel. After some of the best head of my life, I picked her up and made her shower again, with me. We ate, wandered around the San Juan Cathedral right next to our hotel, then the Museo de Arte. Chanel loved that part. After that was Fortaleza Street, then finally the chocolate factory of Casa Cortes....Read On


Can you help me find my g-spot?

Oh doctor stimulated me to orgasm.

I love my boyfriend. I really do. I also love having sex with him. He's was my first, and I don't have anything for comparison, but I'd say it's really good. The only problem is; I'm pretty sure I don't orgasm. I feel a little guilty sitting in the waiting room of a gynecologist, but I have questions, and no one else to ask. "Jennifer?" The nurse calls, and I stand to follow her. They...Read On


Ethan and Chanel 26

None of these mother fuckers even know. Better mark my territory.

I wake up in the morning by myself, the doors open to the balcony and the shower running in the bathroom. I roll onto my back and rub my face, groaning when my dick pushes against the sheet. Fuuuuck. Of course I have morning wood. It’s not like I fucked Chanel a matter of hours ago when she woke me up with my dick in her mouth. I open my eyes and look around our room. I can’t believe...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 25

Wake up baby, your cock is in my mouth.

We spend the rest of our layover wandering through the airport, looking in gift shops and drinking Starbucks. We joke around and make fun of each other. We even make fun of other people when we find a bench and sit, waiting for our connecting flight. I feel buoyant and carefree, and I’m so fucking glad I said yes to coming. We haven’t even made it to Puerto Rico and I’m having too much...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 24

We are getting really good at living on the edge. I wonder how much closer we can get.

I’m not sure what I had expected, but it certainly wasn’t this. I start to have a small panic attack and look over to Ethan with wide eyes. “You can’t take me to Puerto Rico,” I say as a statement of fact. He steps away from the line and leads me a few feet to give us privacy. This must have been the reaction he was waiting for. “I understand if you don’t want to go with me,” Ethan...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 23

My expectations continue to veer off course. Damn you Ethan.

I wake up in the dim light of my bedroom. Ethan’s arm is draped over my body as he spoons me from behind and I smile. I snuggle my way deeper into his hold, my ass pressing into his dick. Before sleep can find me again, though, I feel like I’m forgetting something. I look at my alarm clock and curse under my breath. I somehow manage to turn under Ethan’s arm to where I’m facing him. He...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 22

I love surprises. Especially when the surprise is sex.

The day following the incident at the movie theater, Ethan and I text each other nonstop. The only pauses in communication were obligations at work on both our ends. However, I got off before him, and would have to impatiently wait to hear from him between messages. He wanted to see me earlier, but responsibilities at work kept arising. It’s now nine thirty at night when my phone finally...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 21

One more sexual act in a public place to check off my list.

From the moment Ethan dropped me off at home after I gave him road head, until he called me today after work, time seemed to drag and lurch simultaneously. Between falling half way asleep imagining he was still in my throat, to touching myself when I was in the shower this morning, you could say I was slightly preoccupied. I would catch myself thinking about him and time would slip...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 20

Damn he tastes delicious. I'd love to suck on him all night.

On the way to get food, Ethan and I ride alone, arguing whose aim was better. We meet his friends and get in line to order, all of us stained with neon colors. I stand next to Ethan, not bothering to look at the menu. I already know what I want. In ‘N’ Out is my favorite cheat food. Michael comes on my other side and bumps his arm into my shoulder. “I still can’t believe you shot me in...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 19

Confessions, paint ball wars and orgasms. The perfect combination.

His skin beneath my fingers, I trace feather light patterns on his firm chest. My head is next to my hand as I listen to his heart beat, the steady rhythm of his breathing. His arm is wrapped around my body, relaxed and comforting, and somehow protective. Always protective. I want to be no where else. “What happened tonight?” Ethan asks in a hushed voice. “Some of the best sex I’ve...Read On


Chanel and ? 18

One surprise after another.

I get home and walk into my living room, dropping my bag, keys and phone on the couch. I can’t believe what I just fucking saw. I know I’m not official...with either one of them, but part of me feels betrayed. I wouldn’t have given a shit if Eugene told me he wanted to see Taniyah, but he deliberately tried to keep it from me since the moment they were sitting on my own fucking couch....Read On


Chanel 17

Flying solo tonight. Fuuuuuck.

I sigh heavily and finish taping up the last box. I didn't think I had that much shit, but the eight large, full boxes suggest otherwise. After Eugene dropped me back at Aaliyah's --after our daring stunt in the hills-- I decided to head home and start packing since I'd be paying the deposit on my apartment tomorrow. I changed into some jean shorts and a tight tank top while I packed,...Read On


Chanel and Eugene 16

Eugene sure knows how to treat a woman :)

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buuzzz. Jesus fucking Christ, where is my phone? Fumbling with shit on the coffee table, I snag the annoying, vibrating device and silence it. I lean back into the warmth and Eugene wraps an arm around me. Buzz. Buzz- fuck. I find my phone again and look at the screen. Shit! I clear my throat and answer the call. "Hello?" "Hello Chanel, it's Jessica. Did you still...Read On


Chanel And Eugene..And Aaliyah..And Dylan 15

Aaaaand cue brownies. That escalated quickly.

“We’re going to be remodeling soon,” is the third thing out of my boss’s mouth when I get to work. “Remodeling? When?” I ask a little surprised. When does that ever happen? “In a few of weeks. We’re re-doing the main floor, so we’ll be closed for a few days. It’ll bring in more business when it’s done,” Angela says with coffee in her hand. “So, I won’t be working?” I ask, hanging...Read On


Chanel and Eugene 14

I looove his artistic hands. Did I just make shit worse? Probably.

*Eugene?* I send a text to the number Eugene called me from before. We agreed on Saturday for our date, but with my aching insides, I’m not so sure I want to wait to see him. I set my phone on my chest and close my eyes. When my phone quietly beeps, it’s up to my face in a flash. *Chanel?* he replies, and I grin. *Did I wake you?* *No, just lying down. Everything ok?* *Yeah....Read On


Chanel watches Aaliyah and Dylan 13

Damn, my best friend's boyfriend sure knows how to fuck.

Over ten hours later, Aaliyah and I are at Stephanie and Louis’s house. I haven’t been home since I shut the door on Ethan’s face. As dinner is being made, I ponder for the thousandth time today how my morning started. After Nicole took her shot, I was ruthless on her. At the time I didn’t care, and the memories I have of her face haven’t diluted at all. If only I had blacked out,...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 12

Ah the aftermath. That bittersweet fuck left a bad taste in my mouth.

We don’t move for what feels like forever. My mind is going back through all that’s happened since I woke up. This is nuts, did I really just hit her? When my adrenaline subsides, I remember my own injury and touch my face finding more blood.Now I’m feeling it. Ethan finally turns around and faces me. His expression is hard, but he takes my hand. “Come here,” he says, pulling me into...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 11

When you mess with the bull....hope my horns weren't too sharp.

I'm laying on my back, Ethan’s kneeling low in front of me with the heels of my feet on his shoulders. I'm fisting the blanket greedily while his fingertips dig into my hips. "Come on Chanel," he says through gritted teeth. The angle he's entering me is deep and harsh and I love every bit of it, but I haven't had enough, though I know he's trying to get me off. If I let him keep...Read On


Chanel, Ethan and Taniyah 10

It's time to party. I'm drunk. Chanel sandwich? Don't mind if I do.

The ‘not party’ kind of feels like it turned into a party. A half hour later it’s everyone from dinner plus Chandler, her friend Monica, Stephanie, Louis and Louis’s friend Eugene. And shit’s bumpin. Music plays in the living room, some people are in the kitchen, some are downstairs playing video games and the rest are sprinkled in between. I’m sitting on the kitchen counter again,...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 9

I love when Ethan proves he's best. Now time to confide in my best friend.

I hear the front door open and look at the clock on the stove. It’s 4:30 p.m., which means I’ve been dicking around on my phone for almost an hour. I’m sitting on the island counter in the kitchen, wearing the clothes I changed into when I got home from the gym, my comfortable light jean shorts and a muscle tank top. Ethan walks into the kitchen and I give him a once-over. He’s his usual...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 8

Damn Ethan gives great head. I could do this every night.

Ethan never ceases to surprise me. With my wits thoroughly scattered, I fumble in my reply. "W-why?” He leans in a little closer, seeming pleased with himself. "You'll see," he says cryptically, and without another word, opens my door. I quirk an eyebrow at him but don't bother asking. Driving home, Ethan's mood has largely improved in the last hour. It's hard not to absorb it myself....Read On


Chanel and Ethan 7

Mmmm public places are often the best. And that's not the only surprise I get.

Kissing, licking and biting and hair pulling and cumming and... fuck. Yes that too. Fucking. Two more times last night. I’m glad it’s finally my lunch hour. Between my thighs is now very tender, and the soreness keeps reminding me of Ethan. After we were both thoroughly satisfied, I decided to drag myself to my room. He offered to set an alarm before Nicole got home, but I refused. We...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 6

It all comes out, and he goes all in. I couldn't help myself.

As I’m driving home, I’m dreading seeing Ethan right now. I know he’ll be awake, and after eating Taniyah, watching her cum and tasting every bit of it, I’m aching for my own release. Aaaand since I’m crossfaded, even looking at him could be bad. I drive slowly, cruising the wet streets. The clouds finally let out and it’s sprinkling rain. When I pull up to the house, I see a light on...Read On


Chanel and Taniyah 5

My gorgeous friend helps take my mind off of shit. And my, does she taste delicious.

The moment I come home from work on Thursday, Ethan is there, watching hockey. He’s sitting on the couch and turns his head when I enter. He smiles at me. I shut the door and make my way downstairs without returning the gesture. I can’t say I’ve been super friendly since Ethan fucked me senseless on the kitchen island. When I got out of the shower that morning and heard Nicole’s muffled...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 4

No going back now. I fucking loved it. And now I feel like shit.

“Let me fuck you before I leave,” Ethan says, his mouth at my ear. We fucked for the first time last night, and it’s apparent he hasn’t had enough. To be honest, I haven’t either. I hardly slept, my dreams were vivid pictures of the two of us. So when I feel my cheeks get hot and slightly nod my head, he wastes no time finding my mouth. His arms wrap around me, pulling me as close as...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 3

I can't believe I let that happen. And we're only getting started.

Surprisingly, I didn’t have trouble falling asleep. As I laid there in my bed, staring at the white ceiling, I knew I could go one of two ways. I could think about what I’d done. Every detail. Every touch, every kiss, every look. Every deceitful, pleasurable moment I could bring to light, and really contemplate my actions. Our actions. Or I could just... be numb. I chose the latter. I’d...Read On


Chanel and Ethan 2

Ethan puts out the fire. Gloriously. Shame on me.

I wake up on Kyle’s chest, his fingers lightly tracing my back. “I was hoping I’d get to say goodbye before I left. Now I think I’m running late," he says but makes no effort to move. “You should have woke me up sooner, I would have showered with you,” I reply getting to a sitting position. We’re both still naked, and I pull the sheet across my chest. “Fuck. Maybe next time.” He winks at...Read On


Chanel and Ethan

My roommate starts a fire...between my legs.

It's creeping up on 12 a.m., but we're too into our game to go to sleep yet. My roommate Ethan and I both work in the morning, but our nightly ritual of XBox 360 and bud was hard to break. We only smoke at night. After a day's work, there's nothing like winding down with a bowl and some Call Of Duty. He was ahead by one kill, I was catching up quick with limited time. "God damn it!" "I...Read On