The Grind Is Real Novels & Stories

Mom explained as I inspected the slightly heavy metal in my arms. Noah wasn’t pleased I could tell just from his expression. “I prefer her playing sick,” he muttered under his breath, coming to stand beside me. “I don’t think Irwin will dare to ruin this. He is trying to make her play the part of an ideal wife. The media call this engagement a bluff and he is trying hard to make this look real,” mom responded.

"Every relationship has their battle tactic, the way a couple moves forward. Take you for example—" "Me?" "You're the type of girl who requires a grind offensive." "Really, Ryland?" I shake my head at his implication someone needs to grind on me like a dog to a favorite pillow. He chuckles. "A grind offensive requires a lot of repetitive action to advance forward. Similar to how you have to strike a dragon multiple times before you get the chest at the end of the cave tunnel." "Yeah, I'm still not picking up what you're laying down." He didn't compare me to a dragon did he?

"This is real." **

Jake gripped my sore ass, spread me wide, and made me ride him slowtiny rolls of my hips, grinding my clit against his pelvis, feeling the head of his cock stirring his cum deeper inside me with every circle. Ten minutes. Fifteen. Twenty. Just that lazy, filthy grind while they drank coffee and told me exactly what they were going to do to me for the next five days. I came againquiet this time, shuddering, face buried in Jake’s neckwhile his cum leaked out of me onto his thighs and the stool in a warm, obscene puddle.

I just hope he forgives me for using him to make Colin jealous. Another old school song comes on that was hand-picked by the Moon Goddess herself just for this occasion. It’s a song that is pretty much made for grinding. I turn so that my ass is against Luke’s crotch and grab his hands, placing them on my hips. I place my own hands on my thighs to steady myself and start to grind. I tilt my head to the side showing Luke my bare neck.

“You feel so good, baby. Grind harder, Mia, make us both cum like this.” She sped up, now mashing our clits together in a frantic motion. Every grind sent fresh sparks through my core. I could feel her pussy clenching against mine, indicating her readiness to explode. “Look at us,” she whispered in a shaky voice, looking down at where we joined. “Look how wet we are. See my pussy grind all over yours. Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum soon.” “Me too,” I moaned, digging my nails into her snapping hips. “Keep going, don’t stop. Rub that clit on me, baby. Make me squirt all over you.”

Tomato replied turning more red. " No dear, you need to sit beside him otherwise this sweet idiot will keep looking back and I don't want to die so young. Abhi to meri shadi bhi nahin hui.....( I am still to get married yaar). " Vikram said. I looked at Sandhya and now she became red like a beetroot. What is wrong with these girls. They turn red so quickly. " Please Maurvi, save four lives dear. Our lives are in your dainty hands. "

I heard an angry grunt from someone behind me, but couldn't crane my neck enough to see. The thing grabbed for me when Junto made a move towards us with a crowbar outstretched for a hit. Junto swung it around, thinking he made contact, but the creature threw his head back, unnaturally bending backwards, just in time. Junto jumped over us and landed on the other side in a crouch. The creature's claw scraped my shoulder in an attempt to lift me away, but I slipped back and yelped more from the pain of his scratch than from the slamming of the dirt. The pain was something I didn't recognize, burning, blinding, pain.