LOGINAriel point of viewFucking like a goddess Okay, I had heard what Madison said; several times I had heard the words again and again: "Don't be a sucker, be happy. You don't hate men; you just haven't found the right one."So yeah, here I was again, trying to be optimistic about having sex with the right man. I think for a very shy person like me, the word "sex" doesn't find its way into my mouth as rapidly as it does for my friend.She was the complete opposite; she always talked about sex like that was what made her. And yes, this was me coming to say I think I understand her now, and her world.I had come to terms and agreed with it that her world was way different from mine and I had to accept it, whether I was glad with it or not.I looked at my dress. Today was my off day, so I had decided that instead of staying indoors, I should go out to enjoy the city.Initially, I had decided to wear some boring jeans and a top; however, remembering everything that Madison had told me earli
Ariel's POVMoaning like a pig There are two important people in my life right now. Growing up without parents wasn't an easy task; my sister and Madison were the closest to me. However, I was highly disappointed with the way they lived their lives. They loved the nightlife and they loved partying like there was no tomorrow unlike me, the ambitious freak. I barely go out or make friends; I kept changing men because, yeah, men are horny freaks and sex wasn't my thing.It is Tuesday morning and I’m dressed early for work. Despite the cold weather, a dark chocolate fur jacket covers my shoulders properly, gloves are on my hands, and my leather bag is strapped against my stomach. I was heading to work when something engulfed my mind a thought that always kept me wondering.“Was sex really all that?” I mean, people find it very difficult to stick to one sexual partner; apart from that, how do they all enjoy it?It was displeasing to me. Not that it wasn't pleasurable to an extent it fucki
Ariel’s point of viewGood s*x “Madison !” I called out angrily. “I have told you countless times to stop whining about your problems to me, especially problems that deal with your sexuality.”I watched as Madison jumped on the couch, her legs swinging in the opposite direction while she removed her boots, slamming them against the wall; she seemed frustrated. I stared at her, hoping to hear what she had to say. She didn't say anything, except for slamming her second boot against the wall while staring at me viciously, like I was the reason a fellow girl stood her up at the club, I had even followed her only to be dragged in her mess. I couldn't stand the silence. I looked at her, not trying to understand what she wanted to say, and walked towards my bed, lying down while feeling exhausted.“Do you think it makes any sense for her to stand me up like I meant nothing? It's not fair,” she whined, waiting for me to say something.“So you want to cry about a girl standing you up at the
I'm not Gay !“I swear, you know I'm straight. I'm not gay!” I raised my voice at Mirabel for like the 100th time. I hated the accusations she always threw at me. It made me feel low, and no matter how much I argued, she insisted that I liked women. I know America did a lot to make sure that the stigma didn't stay on trans-women and gays majorly , but I wasn't one , it definetly wasn't who I was …at all “Don’t even try to force your choices on me; you chose to like women, not me. I made it clear.” For once, I sounded so certain because I knew what I wanted. I was sure about it and very certain.“But...” I raised my hands , stopping her words right in her throat. Mirabel tried to continue her statement; however, I cut her off before she could form something reasonable to say.“But your relationships with men never work out,” she paused, staring in my direction. However, once my gaze met hers, I diverted my eyes and stared at the wall.“It never does. Just this month alone, you have
Glue in the Lubricant Noelle’s POV“And how is that going to work?” she paused. I had even forgotten her name, if not for the tag written and placed right at her office door. I had totally forgotten her name; the only reason I remembered her was because she was a good acquaintance of mine back in university, and we had met a few years back when she had given me her card. She had told me to call her if I had any legal issues; however, I had told her then that I wasn't going to have any issues and that only the poor had problems with their legal standings.I regret every one of the words I said to her back then, which was about a year ago. I had so much faith in my husband, Dave, when I knew it really wasn't working. I was straining myself for it to work. I wanted to see it work because that was definitely the only thing that could make me happy, that was a year ago.“Maggie, I really need your help on this, please.” I folded my hands together while begging her. She had offered me a s
Fucking his brother Noelle’s POVHe had grabbed me by my waist while eating me out. My mouth went agape, something I couldn't quite control. My eyes started to twitch really fast. I stared at him, my eyes darting faster through the room. My breathing was rapid; I couldn't see clearly while I called his name slowly, “Oh... David.” The more I called him, the more he kept rolling his tongue against my clit. I reached out for his shoulders as my hands vibrated slowly ; I just couldn't do this anymore.I closed my eyes, my breath shaking. I was seeing stars, something my husband, Dave, hadn't done for a long time. Tell me why I wouldn't get tired of the marriage; tell me why I wouldn't feel broken when I wanted to fix it all. Tell me why he would hurt me intentionally.Oh... I forgot; he had another woman. He had someone else and he probably forgot me. It wasn't like I wasn't attractive. I knew I was fucking damn attractive; however, somehow Dave found a way to hurt me after the years we







