PhantaceeWritten by Her. Would it be weird if I could always sense the slipperiness of his cum in my hand when I rub my fingers together? Or how the aftertaste of some drinks reminded of me of him? I had no idea what got into me when I woke up in the middle of nights,…Continue readingThe Monster
‘J, you’re home!’ Melia came to the door after I removed my shoes and tucked my shoes away, taking over the backpack I had brought to work. Walking past the living room, she followed me into the master bedroom and proceeded to pull my shirt off as I unbuttoned them. As for my pants, she…Continue readingHis Pet
Of all the guys at the party, he was the one who caught her eyes. A friend to all the females, and respected by his circle. It needed no figuring out to tell how much he was trusted by the guys, to crack jokes that silence the rowdy laughter, only for the girls to answer…Continue readingDrunken Stupor
Andy (on phone): ‘What did you wear today?’ Elaine (on phone): ‘Just the usual skirt and tank top?’ Andy (on phone): ‘What? Didn’t I tell you I don’t like you wearing that?’ Elaine (on phone): ‘C’mon. I was with my bunch of friends. All girls!’ Andy (on phone): ‘Fine!’ He dropped the line and made…Continue readingMore than Sick
In a rockiest bus ride of Shyan’s life, the tight spot at the last row, near a window, was the worst place to be with a wide shouldered-guy next to her. His large tote bag was brightly coloured and she was trying her hardest to stop looking around and enjoy the music in her ears.…Continue readingSticky Rock