Plum Dinner Narrative

Legs still trembling from the force of his orgasm when he fell on top of her, the sensation of Elena's tongue slipping into his mouth and the feel of her warm skin against his elicited another pleasured gasp from Brett. Despite their encounters, and their climaxes the previous night and this evening, there was a new intimate sensuality intimate that brought a tingle to his spine about laying there on top of her, skin to skin. Having kicked his boxers completely off, his satiated cock pressed to the warm flesh of her thigh their abodomens melded together as he prised her legs apart with his knee. It was an intimacy that he wouldn't have been capable of describing, and caused a pleasurable euphoric sensation of pure contentment and adoration

When my brothers and I were younger, noodles and cottage cheese were a staple food for us. My mom says that they’re a classic in every Jewish household, but she might remember it that way because cottage cheese is another food group for my Bubbie. There’s no telling how much my mom and her siblings must have ate it. But it started a family food tradition, one that my mother put a healthy twist on, as usual: one day, she served the dish with chunks of avocado.

................. The two waiters inside the cafe knew that the old man was a little drunk, and while he was a good client they knew that if became too drunk he would leave without paying, so they kept watch on him.” (Hemingway, 1987, page 288)

Nothing particular stuck out at me at first, I gazed around, from table to table, and only noticed the general routines you would expect to find at any mall food court. Employee’s meeting on their lunch breaks, stay at home mom’s getting a quick bite at chik-fil-a as they drag their children along to the next errand, and the elderly in no hurry to get anywhere specific. It was the same mundane routine through the course of the first hour, it

Youngstown so I could try and be a state champ in the sport of wrestling. It took about 4 hours and 30 min to get there. Then we were on our way to wrestle in a big tournament with boys and girls from all over the united states of america. The arena is as big as the Bengals or the Cowboys stadium. Once we got to the arena, I couldn't eat until after I weighed 90 pounds or under. If I didn't make that weight I couldn't wrestle and we would have to go all the way back home. But I made it at the weight of 88.3 lbs. And I was so happy. After all that we went and ate at this really cool pizza place where you can make your own pizza it smells very good. The waiters bring

The majority of the crowd was adults and there were a few teens seated at another table. Nyla sat at the table with all adults, next to her mom. Nyla was more occupied with a color activity the restaurant provided than the conversations that were going around the table among the adults. Nyla’s uncle commented on and complimented Nyla’s picture. Nyla’s mom indicated that Nyla enjoys doing the activity sheets the restaurant provides whenever they eat there.

I pushed my bangs back from my face as I tapped lightly on the back door of my new job, Egg & I. I had been a server before at Cracker Barrel, which was twice the size of this new job and open much later as well, so I wasn’t worried about my last day of training before I was put on the floor by myself. One of the cooks opened the door for me and I muttered a shy ‘thank you’ before walking toward the computer to sign in. I slowed down as my eyes landed on the herd of servers huddled around my boyfriend of five years, DJ. He had gotten a job at Egg & I two weeks before me and, after telling me at length how much better this job would be than Cracker Barrel, I applied and immediately got the job.

There once was a boy named Reid stone, he was a desperate for a girl.

As soon as I settled down on the driver's seat, I found myself staring before the water-soaked umbrella, the stitches on its edge were slowly coming off with its color of pink fading into a shade of peach at the passing years. For how long I have been holding onto this umbrella, I wasn’t sure, however, it had been a part of me since that

dixi's tiny fingertips lightly gliding over her well toned arm, sending tingles throughout the girls body, spinning in circles in the sands recalling them all too many to count still to this day she's wanted by many and still has no clue why?~

I remember your face, for you served us wine while we indulged each other. She had whispered to me to imagine tupping you before you entered, so I have taken you in my mind with you unknowing, and thanks to your captive lady. I wonder if you’ll more desire revenge for her impropriety, or for failing to invite you to our carousing. I’d have pulled your yellow hair. My hand fists as I write, thinking of what could have been, but was not. We broke the crystal and spilled the wine in the violence of our passion upon your leaving, for she knew you were in my mind as I thrust my manhood into

Nile went to the closest bar he could find. The bar looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in a decade, but the sign said open so he went in anyway. The bar was mostly empty with an old couple in the back corner and two middle aged men in a booth behind the bar stool where Nile sat down. The bartender asked Nile some questions while Nile answered with the vaguest responses he could think of. He didn’t care about his conversation with the bartender he. Nile was focused in on the conversation between the two middle

It was finally Friday and the night had come, for the first time in a long time I had finally set aside my super sweaty mom bun and joggy suit attire and finally cleaned my self up to look and feel like a significated woman. I had worn my black stilettos and a maroon blouse that fit nicely with my dark jeans and olive skin. I was ready as ever.

Tessa moved her small feet to the rhythm of the music as her friends joined in with her. The guy that tapped his strong, muscular hands onto the drums over and over stole a quick glance at Tessa. His face displayed a small grin as he studied the way she gracefully swayed her hips to the beat. The way she moved swiftly along with the soft breeze and the way her feet took long strides with the help of her slim legs. He noticed that her smile was bright and it made everyone else around her smile, including him. Suddenly the music stopped and he saw the mysterious girl walking away. something inside him pulling him to get up and go converse with her. He hopped up and ran to her. Once he got close enough to her, he tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around. Her hair flew back over her shoulder as the breeze blew through it, causing the guy to smell the sweet scent of her hair. He inhaled the smell and closed his eyes for a moment. Once he opened them, he noticed that she was giving him a funny look. It was in that moment when he noticed her light brown eyes, and lips that appeared to be the softest he had ever seen. He became hesitant to speak "hello, um I am sorry to bother you, but I just had to come say hello to this beautiful woman I had laid my eyes upon." Tessa looked around in bliss "well...sir, thank you no one has ever told me such a thing." He spoke again " I know this may baffle you a tad, but I was wondering if you would go on a date with an ordinary guy like

Something hot and reckless and angry. She felt him kissing her neck and cheek again, whispering that everything was going to be okay, that she just had to give him a sexy look and a little tongue before spreading herself on the counter for them both to fuck and ‘be friends’. You fucker, you bastard… “O-o-okay…” Tamara answered in a quiet shaky tone, slowly turning around with his hands now balanced gently on her hips. Forcing herself to smile, plump red lips parting slightly to show a glimpse of white, she reached her fingers up to his grinning face, lightly tracing them along the contours of his strong jaw, dark brown eyes locking onto his for several long seconds. Her chest rose gradually, causing her naked breasts to again press warmly against his bare chest, the dark swastika tattoo now fully visible, while she took a deep breath