Cricket Anyone? India's 2nd Innings

Author's Note: Thank you all for reading. I hope you're having as much fun as I am with this. There's a lot more dirty fun to come! * * * "He's going to Mexico for four nights," Kat said. "Isn't that long for a bachelor party?" "Honestly, I don't care," I said, "and I don't really need to hear about it." "Sorry," she said, "the stress of planning is just getting to me. I've got the planner and his mom and my mom all jumping down my throat." "The only person who should be shoving stuff down your throat is me," I said. She laughed, shaking off the stress. "You're right, though," she said. "My perspective is off. Can we do a getaway while he's gone?" "I'm three steps ahead of you, Kitty Kat," I said. * * * Time was going by in a blur. We were just a few months away from Kat's wedding. Invitations to 500 people had gone out. The menu was set.

It was late Spring when I moved back into Mom's house for a while. I had just received my bachelor's degree and left the college where I'd been living for four years, and I returned to the city where I'd grown up. There was plenty of space for me at Mom's house. She had been divorced for several years and said I could use the spare bedroom. She told me the company would be nice. I figured I'd stay at her place for a while until I found a job. It was a cozy arrangement. The bedroom was spacious, and Mom kept the house spotless and the refrigerator full. In the backyard, a big amoeba-shaped pool sparkled in the sun. Behind it stood a small, detached building that Mom had converted to a home office. She was a paralegal, and after the pandemic was over the firm she worked for let her continue working out of her house. She was proud of the little office. It was meticulously organized. Mom kept everything very neat. "It looks great, Mom," I said, when she

Christina is a thirty two year old partnered woman who is looking for something more sexually exciting in her life. She asked me to write this story involving her, where she would like to be the submissive, letting a man take her. She also specified that toys, restraints and anal sex needed to be included. Christina needs to have her fantasies and desires realized. They are things which she doesn't feel comfortable discussing with her partner, so she has looked elsewhere. This is the arranged sexual meeting of Christina and Stephen, where they decide on a night of ultimate pleasure seeking. 'Thank-you and goodnight...lovely to share those thoughts with you,' were the last words of the text message that Christina sent to Stephen. She was curious about what would eventuate from their 'i messaging.' He had asked her to come up with a couple of words, one as a warning that things were getting close to the bone and the second as the agreed 'safe-word'. "I

Kade: "Are you okay?" Phoenix pipes up from the kitchen table, annoyingly curious behind her fresh-cracked book: some mainstream witchcraft nonsense. "Yes." My gaze is transfixed on Red's house from my view on the living room couch, watching dusk flood her bedroom with gauzy light. She's been gone all day and it's driving me up the fucking wall. "You've literally been glaring at our neighbor's house for the past twenty minutes straight. You're going to melt a hole right through the wood." "I'm thinking." "You're acting weirrrd," Phoenix sing-songs. "Like, weirder than usual." "I'm fine," A lie. My skin is burning hot, muscle ready to explode out the pores. Every minute noise and detail has me incensed with the urge to smash something, shatter bones, tear flesh to small, bloody pieces. Or fuck a certain redhead senseless. Show her what Blake could never give her. Not exactly anyth

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