Personal Narrative: Myle

Ever since I was little my life has been changed. It all started when I was 8 and woke up to my parents fighting. They were throwing things at each other, calling each other names, and hitting and pushing each other around. I went outside of my room to go to the bathroom and saw my birth mother, Katie, laying in the floor with a pool of blood by her head. As soon as i saw this I went back to my room and pretended that i never saw anything. I tried to go to sleep, but I found that unbearable. The next morning I was getting ready for school and I noticed that my birth mother wasn't there. It was then at the moment that I realized that she was never coming back. I continued on with my day and when i get home later that day my father wanted to

Lust drummed through our systems. Kylar’s body hovered over mine as his lips set on mine, hungrily demanding with such a fierce passion as I withered under him, his knees had been placed either side of me caging me under him, his lips left mine to close on the skin of my neck. My head rolled back on its own accord as a loud moan left my lips, hands travelling down his chest before wrapping around his neck loosely, nails lightly pressing into his skin as I tried to resist squirming due to his attention.

“I groan and run my fingernails across his back. And he gasps, a strangled moan … ‘You are going to unman me, Ana … You—take me.’ I sink down onto him … reveling in the fullness of my possession, reveling in his reaction, watching him unravel beneath me. I feel like a goddess … ‘Ana, touch me … please.’ I lean forward and steady myself with my hands on his chest … ‘Come on baby, I need this. Give it to me.’ And I explode, my body a slave to his, and wrap myself around him, clinging to him like a vine as he cries out my name, and climaxes with me, then collapses, his full weight pressing me into the

I was designated out of necessity. My older brother was sent to prison the year before she was diagnosed. My twin sister was married at the time with three small children and my younger brother was only 16 years old. Therefore, I tried to become everything that she needed. Helping her through her battle would prove to me that life is too short to not pursue my dreams.

Time passed as I remained in that kitchen chair. Until the doorbell broke me out of my continuous, horrific train of thoughts, that is.

A horrendous thing that happened to me was the time when I broke my foot. The positive side of that is that I learned my lesson. I was at my grandparents house about 3 years ago, and my little cousins and I were playing tag. I then leaped off 2 steps and landed on the rocks that were a few feet from the stairs. My foot started hurting horribly and my parents came to check on me. I limped all the way to the couch and had to put ice on it. We then left and I went straight home my parents did not think that it was broken or sprained. For the next 3 weeks I had went and was running and jumping on it my foot hurt continuously, especially when I had to run the 3 miles. So finally, my parents brought me to the hospital and the doctors gave me an

he first thing I did when I was first placed into my mom’s arm was wink. It was the most peculiar thing ever. She and my dad were both confused, thinking about what that wink would symbolize. Little did they know they had a daughter who would continue to stimulate their brains and logic. I was always an outgoing, awkward child. I was also very conscious of expensive things. I, as a “mature” 3 year old, once told my brother, “Anna (that’s Telugu for older brother), be careful! Is epensive( expensive on three year old speak)!” Every where I would go, I would say hello to every person that crossed my path; if a person didn't respond, I would pester them to the point that a response seemed like their only savior.

When an individual asks “What was a moment that has changed you forever”, it can be extremely difficult to answer. Such a broad question brings up many notable moments that widen an already large selection of memories. But, if I had to pick one that makes me smile every time I look back onto it. It would by my very first concert. It was not only my first time seeing my favorite band live, but it was also my first real experience seeing music played live. Reflecting on all the laughs and memories I made that day only assured me that I would remember it forever. The stories that came along with it are also quite fun to tell.

When I went to Boston to visit my mom I would see my best friend. She is my mom’s boyfriend’s niece, so it’s pretty clear how we met. One day when she came over for a sleep over we got in a argument over a stupid situation. It was about 2:00am we were still up eating junk food, laughing, and playing. The next day, my cousin who I haven’t seen in forever came over, we were both so excited to see each other she literally jumped on me!

Thrusting himself violently as I continue to circle my hips. My pussy is twitching faster, as my body begins to feel weightless. Rubbing harder as he thrust deeper, my thirst is becoming stronger. “Fuck!” I bellow out as every drop seeps from my slit. My thighs tremble against him as I grab the head board trying to keep my balance. Shaun grumbles long, hard moans with each thrust. Viciously driving his cock in me as I bounce from the force on top of him. “Jesus, you feel so good!” I shout. I tilt my head back, closing my eyes, whimpering as Shaun continues. With one last final push, Shaun holds me down on his pelvis as he lets out a loud grunt. “Oh my fucking god,” he exclaimed as he was struggling to breath. Feeling over joyed with ecstasy, I removed my hands from the head board and wrapped them around his head; forcing his face into my chest. Content at my early morning wake up call, I stay in position holding tight. Shaun raised his head, gazed up at me and said, “fuck I love you.” I flinched back pushing him away in shock as if the world had just stopped and in a staggered tone of voice replied, “what did you just

The tempo picked up again and so did Ace’s pace, he planted his hands beside my head and thrust harder and deeper inside of me. He looked down and watched as he moved in and out of me. His skin was damp with sweat, a layer of goosebumps broke out over his skin. His body was a masterpiece, his muscles flexed and swelled, his six pack begged for me to lick each and every crease. As the song ended he pulled out of me, ripped the condom off and shot his cum against my pussy. The ribbons of hot cum against my clit sent me over the edge of another orgasm.

He tied one arm to one bedpost, then the other to the other one. He tied the other around Jack’s eyes, blocking his vision. Jacob got on the bed, straddling Jack, and leaned down. He kissed Jack slow and passionately against the mouth, Jack kissed back eagerly, trying to get friction against Jacob. Jacob thrust his tongue into Jack’s mouth, exploring the place he knew so well. Jacob trailed down his jawline, then down his neck, leaving hickeys, then to his chest, leaving more hickeys. He latched his mouth to one of Jack’s nipples, sucking and licking it, Jack moaned in pleasure. Jacob moved over, and did the same thing to the other nipple. Jack squirmed in anticipation, his cock growing even harder. Jacob licked down his stomach, stopping on his navel, sucking. Jack bucked up, his hard cock hitting Jacob’s stomach. Jacob moved his head down, and licked down Jack’s cock, Jack moaned loudly. Jacob, feeling his own hard on, wanted to get things moving. He took all of Jack into his mouth and sucked, causing Jack to gasp. Jacob swirled his tongue around the cock in his mouth, sucking hard. Jack bucked, and Jacob gagged, but kept going. He pulled himself away from Jack’s cock and got off the bed. Jack was confused, he couldn’t see or hear Jacob. Suddenly, there was a lubed up finger thrusting into his entrance. Jack gasped, torn between pain and pleasure. The finger began moving faster, causing Jack to moan. A second finger

You hear me moan as you forced your mouth harder on my pussy. You slip two fingers in now, feeling me stretch and then collapse around them, squeezing your fingers. My voice becomes more insistent; you know I'm close. You need and want to bring me to that place, my release. Your thumb circles and twirl around my sensitive nub, my body shivering and pressing hard against your hand. I beg out loud for permission to cum. "Oh god Daddyyyy please can I have cummies!" My voice

What they had done next was unspeakable. It had lasted for what seemed like hours. She could still feel their hot breath on her neck, still heard the whispers of pleasure. There had been pain and violation, but she felt disconnected from it, like she was watching it from afar. When they had finished, they argued about what to do with her. She just laid there, numb.

The innocent little human nervously fiddled with a piece of her long hair. She blushed until her face was bright scarlet. Scenting her arousal did things to him. The feelings her scent provoked were difficult to control. He craved the pleasure of tasting her. Once her honey was on his tongue, it only made him want more. It pleased him greatly to see her beautiful body writhing beneath him. To give a woman such intense pleasure, was the mark of a truly superior lover. She was lucky to be with him tonight.