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This place, where I've been for as long as I can remember, is where I live. It's magical really - and I don't mean that figuratively. This house feels so very much alive, or at least I think that. I feel as if I'm surrounded by its entity, but not in a bad or watchful way. It feels as if it's trying to blanket you in a nurturing atmosphere. At times I could swear I see the walls move, or lights adjust when one of us enters a room, little things like that.
By us, I mean my roommates; Tonks, Roxy, Dez and Ace. They're very... um
vibrant. They also don't seem to remember anything from before they got here. But unlike me, they seem pretty comfortable about it. I don't see how they can be like that, though. Aren't they worried? What about their families? Friends? What did they forget?
Ace, our constantly miffed and rough-around-the-edges roommate, does have his concerns about the matter. He pulled me aside one day and showed me something he said we'v
Katies pornoHis strong thumbs slid over her naked ribs, strong and erect. The small of her back tensed and arched, and her round breasts danced in front of his soft lips. The two thumbs, calloused and thick, met at the spot just below her bellybutton. The thumb of his right hand pivoted, and his experienced fingers dove to the humid and sweet cleft between her legs. He could feel her toes wrap around his calves as she sat mounted on his lap, completely unclothed and facing him. He was still in his clothes-- his dirty t-shirt and dark denim jeans. When she was naked, and he remained inside the private realms of his cottons, he could concentrate fully on her beauty.
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Consumed in the lust his fingers were communicating, Evan was startled when Patience's sharp, black nails dug into the bristly flesh beneath his jaw, curling under to direct his gaze into her eyes. Fright elicited a barely noticeable shiver; her eyes were eternal blackness. There was no end, and no clear beginning, just darkne
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Looking out the window, I saw leaves, blowing in the wind. My thoughts drifting as they were, seemingly without purpose, driven by an unseen force, relentless. And just as they'll end up in some corner or in the gutter, so will my thoughts always end up in one place. In her arms. She never leaves me, she's always there, just beyond my touch, I catch the fainest hint of her scent, feel her hair gently brushing my cheek, see her out the corner of my eye. I keep hearing her laugh in crowds. Keep feeling her in my arms as I wake up.
We met in the Spring, two years ago. I was sitting in the exact same seat I am now, cowled over in exactly the same way, as if all the winds of the world were conspiring to put a chill in my coffee. My hat pulled down just as much, enshrouding my face, my tie loosened the same way. Same way it has been for five years now. Every day, I glide into this place, and every day I ask for coffee, black, one sugar. I refuse to ask for "the usual". And every day, the wai