>POV: Carrie
Trуіng to gеt whoever is оn thе other еnd оf those twо phone numbеrѕ іѕ a fail ѕо fаr. Shіt! I head bасk dоwn ѕtаіrѕ аgаіn. Thе kettle is whіѕtlіng, but I саn’t fіnd the coffee аnуwhеrе. I grumble now that I hаvе tо ѕеttlіng for a blасk tea.
Nо оnе can uѕuаllу gеt bеtwееn Cаrrіе Jаmеѕ аnd hеr coffee. It’s juѕt a drіnk аnd I’m рrоbаblу аddісtеd, but I dоn’t саrе. I lоvе it. It’ѕ my routine, аnd I dоn’t have many соmfоrtѕ lеft rіght nоw.
I lеt thе tеаbаg start tо infuse, and make mу wау оvеr to thе lарtор on the tаblе. It’ѕ tіmе to trу рlаn B. The lарtор іѕ not Blаkе’ѕ. It muѕt bе Brеndа’ѕ, but I’m past саrіng.
I hаvе tо lіѕtеn tо mу іnѕtіnсtѕ аnd although еvеrуthіng іn mу bоdу wаntѕ Blake Andеrѕоn’ѕ ѕkіn оn mіnе, nоthіng іn mу mіnd trusts hіm.
I’m dоіng whаt I саn for Aрrіl nоw. Stер оnе іѕ сhесkіng оut whо thеѕе numbеrѕ bеlоng tоо. I do a rеvеrѕ
"Keep fucking me like this and I might never leave,” Polly said as Dean thrust into her harder and harder from behind. “I never want you to leave, baby,” Dean said as he pulled her hair to thrust deeper into her. Polly was starting to get worried that Richard might be home anytime soon. She wanted to be home by then. Dean continued his thrusts as Polly’s excitement built up. Richard could never fuck her like this, he never made her come. Her pressure kept building up with his thrusts and her moans grew louder. He used his other hand to caress her boobs that were dangling downwards and pinched her nipples making her scream. “Fuck me harder!” She screamed, “come inside me!” Dean’s pace increased wildly and the sound of his balls slapping on her cunt was echoing in the room. She broke apart; her pussy walls closed in around his dick and her fluids coated it. He came right after her, his load shooting inside her and mixing with her fluids that coated his dick. She collapsed on th
Adam has been alone for as long as he could remember. He didn’t have any friends. He was a loner his whole life. In school, kids bullied him, either for his looks or for his nerdiness. He had always been good in studies, a straight-A student. Maybe that’s why he had no friends, and he always felt so alone. His parents were usually out of town on business and weren’t there to listen to him or accompany him. Sometimes he would even contemplate suicide but would always chicken out at the end. He was in college now and things were still the same. He tried to control his emotions everywhere but then would cry himself to sleep. He needed someone to share his feelings with. Maybe a therapist. He had sexual needs too just like every other guy his age. He knew he could get his sexual needs fulfilled at any prostitute's house, but the feeling of love wouldn’t be there. It would all just be meaningless. But it would at least be another human’s touch, his inner voice told him. Feeling despe
Reynold was standing there with his hand grabbing Kyle’s collar, seething. “That’s not fair, dude. I told you I found this girl hot, and you stabbed me in the back?” Did he find me hot? I would be blushing if I wasn’t so invested in their fight right now. “You both don’t have to fight. You can both have me,” I said, and their heads whipped toward me. “What?” They both said in unison. “Isn’t sharing caring?” I said in a sweet and innocent voice with the biggest doe eyes I could make. I wasn’t sure if this was going to work but I decided to take the risk. They both just stared at me for a whole minute, and it was the most awkward minute I had ever experienced. “What are you suggesting?” Reynold said with narrowed eyes, and I got more nervous. “A threesome,” I mumbled very quietly. It was complete silence for a minute or two, so I looked up to check if they were still there. They were. They kept staring at me and then started guffawing. I stared at them as they continued
The hardest thing about moving to a new town is the new school. I never wanted to leave my old school, but my dad got transferred here, and I had to leave all my friends behind. It was hard making friends in the first place for me as I was such an outcast. People found me weird for reasons I didn’t understand. This school wouldn’t be any different. We shifted easily, sending our stuff first through a friend of my dad, then we came two days later so most of our stuff was already unpacked. We arrived late at night. We had dinner and then mom asked us to go to bed since our first day of school started in the morning. I was nervous in the morning when I woke up, wondering what rumors the kids would spread about me in this school. I got ready in plain jeans and a T-shirt. Nothing too revealing. I said bye to mom, then got in the car with my dad and brother. The building of the school was just like any other. Plain brown. I got out and started walking in towards the receptionist’s des
"Out!" I shouted, pointing to the door. She grumbled, but left the room, I reached out to shut the door behind her and fell to my side. Defeated, I grabbed the water on my nightstand, and chugged it, then turned back to my husband with a smile, "My turn" I told him.I kissed him down his tummy, and he grabbed my thigh and flipped me around, so he could keep licking and finger fucking my pussy. I swallowed his cock, like the good little wife he loves, and kept it down my throat, letting myself slobber all over it. Then I sucked it all off, and massaged the base of his cock with my hand, while bobbing on the head of it, quickly. He moaned, and the vibration made my pussy clench in desire. I shoved his cock down my throat once more, and gagged all over it, when I lifted my head again it was drenched.I pulled away from his grip, and sat down on his throbbing dick, facing away from him. He loved to watch my ass as I rode him, and he thrust into me so hard. Then sat up to grab my tits, and
My husband is a sweet man, a good man, we've been together for 5 years, we have 2 children, and our first came very quickly into the relationship, needless to say, right from day one, we didn't get a lot of alone time.To top off covid mania, sleepless nights with crying children, and busy schedules, my husband also works shift work, two weeks away at a time, and when he's home, he runs a full-time business. Last year, everything culminated after our son was born, at the height of the first lockdowns, where we live, and our relationship grew tense.It's been a long year of ups and downs, but mostly, a long year of learning that if we want our relationship to survive, and thrive, we needed to seek outside help. Therefore, we got a therapist, and one of the issues I mentioned in our short bio to her, was that we needed help in the bedroom.In the last two years, there hasn't been much more than once or twice, where my husband and I actually took our time to enjoy each other physically,