The Grind Never Stops Novels & Stories

I couldn’t hold my moans anymore, “MMMMManny..!” “MMManny..!” “Mmmmm..! Mannyyy..!” I moan over and over uncontrollably. “I can’t hear you baby. What’s. My. Name?!” Fuck.. fuck!! God this is amazing!! He’s grinding into me with such force. That I lose my grip on his neck. Clawing him trying to find something to hold. I eventually find his forearms gripping them for dear life. Moaning loudly, as we went at each other viciously! OMG! Stick a fork in me. Bitch, I’m done!!

Gryaz was now gone. And Red_Two had to keep on walking. So he kept on walking. Red_Two kept on walking. Red_Two kept on walking. Red_Two kept on walking. And walking. And walking. Gryaz was now gone. Gryaz was now gone. Gryaz was now gone. Gryaz was gone. It was the madness. It was the exhaustion. It was days upon days of doing the same thing, over and over again. It was night-time now, words and words transmitted into my skull.

I need to stop like right now, but all I can do is make her move faster on me. My mouth starts sucking her nipple harder, and I feel the heat radiate from her so strong. Fuck, the way she grinds on me, dry humping me, has me going insane. Suck it about stopping. I want and need Kar so badly. "Stop grinding into me like that Sweetheart, otherwise this is going to get dead embarrassing if I cum in my pants." I breathe out huskily.

Don't hesitate. The Grind was exactly as its name suggested. The air was thick with the ghosts of burnt bacon and the bitter scent of coffee that had been stewing for hours. The sticky vinyl of the booths was cracked, weeping yellow foam. It was a graveyard of ambition, populated by the ghosts of Hollywood’s future—men and women hunched over laptops, their faces pale in the screen's glow, nursing a single cup of coffee for hours. A symphony of failure. And I, in my simple black shirt, was the only one who knew it.

Group hug it is. Finally !

My heart was killing me at the moment, I couldn't breathe. Albert opened his eyes, smiled at me then heaved a sigh before planting a kiss on my forehead. "One. Nine-eleven attacks." My forehead furrowed. What did he mean by one? He kissed the tip of my nose, "Two. Mozilla Firefox," I gasped. I let my brain backtrack from what he was saying. He kissed my cheeks. "Three. Ousting SH. Four, F******k."

The logical part of my brain, which hadn't shut down yet–raised alarm–warning me to stop before it went too far. I wanted to listen to the warning but, I couldn't. All these foreign emotions were clouding my brain and channeled my focus to the pleasure coursing through my body. His grinding became urgent and the pressure was building up within me. I felt like something was out of reach and just when I was about to reach it–his mobile blared. "Fuck!" He cursed and I let out a whimper when I lost contact. "I need to take this," he hissed when he saw the caller ID.

We have another roommate, but he’s not gonna be here for a couple more days. Later, back in my own room, I start to get horny. My favourite thing about living away from my parents - who i’m not out to - is that I can just go on grindr whenever I’m in the mood, get a guy over to give head to/pound me and then move on without anyone thinking anything! So, I think, fuck it - let’s have a moving in celebration. Besides, I like to go on grindr in new areas just to see the talent 😂 So I log on and take a look. There’s two faceless profiles who are insanely close, “DL” and “🍑”, I figured they’re probably in the same building… hot. But I normally don’t message faceless folks until they hmu with a

22 September, 2050 The train grumbled to a stop in the inky night. There was an eerie silence around Harry as he got off. The night seemed to be pregnant with sinister possibilities. Only a few passengers got out of the cars with him. A few more were waiting on the benches to catch the next leg of the route. Factory workers would have left in droves in the hours before. There was a feeling of unease, he just couldn't shake off.

“That’s it. F*cking grinds me. Grind your wetness on my f*cking hard cock— ” *Dingdoooong!!* They’re both panting as they stop and stare at each other’s eyes. Both feeling hot and craving for more but hell the pizza guy is so annoying!