Novels by Klaus pen game

Tasha,” my mom called from the sitting room. “Ma!” I screamed as I rushed into the sitting room. “How is your lesson with Mr. Eric going?” she asked. My mind went blank for a moment, but I quickly composed myself. “It’s going well,” I answered, trying to sound as normal as possible. I went on to ask her if everything was okay. “Okay,” she slowly muttered. “I’m just planning how to add him to the next payroll.” I felt a great sense of relief wash over me. At least, it seemed like she hadn’t found out that Mr. Eric and I had been fooling around. “Can you go and get a call through to Mr. Eric to get his account listed in the payroll?” she asked. Tasha moved back to the room.I called Mr. Eric to ask if we could meet to talk about something. Mr. Eric sounded shocked when he heard me, but he quickly responded.“Okay. Where should we meet?” he asked.“I’ll send you my office address. Just send me your WhatsApp number so I can forward it to you,” I replied.He gave me his number, and

After the whole thing that happened between me and Mr. Eric the last time, we acted like nothing had happened. I was still very embarrassed about being rejected by him, but I tried my best to act normal whenever I saw him. Still, I was swept away by the feeling of getting down with Mr. Eric. You can’t blame me. He was tall, muscular, and very handsome. Who wouldn’t want to have a taste of him? He showed up one evening at my place. I was wearing a short gown that revealed my legs and showed off my curvy shape. There was no one else at home. I opened the door, and the moment he saw me, he paused for a bit, staring at me in surprise. I couldn’t tell what was going on in his mind, but obviously, I knew he definitely loved what he was seeing. I giggled and smiled as I moved closer to help him with his bag. He hesitated for a moment, still staring at me, before he finally entered the living room. You look good, by the way,” he said, looking at me with a hungry expression that made

A few weeks later, Mr. Eric returned one of our tests. He walked between the desks, placing papers in front of students until he reached mine. Instead of dropping my paper immediately, he glanced at the score before looking at me. “Much better, Tasha.” I looked at the paper and nearly smiled when I saw my mark. “Thank you, sir.” “You’ve improved considerably.” Those few words shouldn’t have meant so much to me, but they did. I felt ridiculously pleased for the rest of the day. Before long, I had become one of the best students in his class, and Chemistry, a subject I once disliked, became the one lesson I looked forward to the most. Still, classroom interactions weren’t enough for me. Mr. Eric was friendly when necessary, but he maintained a clear distance between himself and his students. Whenever anyone tried to drag him into personal conversations, he smoothly redirected the discussion back to schoolwork. He was professional, reserved and almost impossible to read, and th

Tasha’s POV I attended Elite High School, and if I had to describe myself, I would say I was a strange mixture of different things. I could be shy when I wanted to be, brave when the situation demanded it, smart enough to stay at the top of my class, and stubborn whenever I had my mind set on something. I was also the kind of girl who went after what she wanted, even if it meant breaking a few rules along the way. Boys had never been a problem for me. I knew I was pretty, and I knew people noticed me whenever I walked past. More than once, my friends had teased me about the number of boys who tried to get my attention, but I never took any of them seriously. Dating had never been something I was desperate to experience. I was still young, and there were so many things I wanted to enjoy before tying myself down to a relationship. Besides, my parents were strict. If they ever discovered that I had a boyfriend, I was almost certain my freedom would disappear overnight. “You know Danie

A violent shiver ran down my spine, but the sight before me made my toes curl involuntarily. It had been months since I’d been intimate with anyone, and I hated that my body betrayed me at a time like this. He yanked me closer with a rough tug, forcing me toward him. He confindently muttered suck my dick while he tilt my head a little bit to the side reluctantly I got to it held his dick firmly while I sucked slowly He grunt as he was enjoying my wet lips on his dick I was reluctant, but at the same time, my mind was in complete turmoil. I stopped for some seconds and jerk him for some minutes he groaned loudly and repeated muttered like that…… The thought of biting him crossed my mind more than once, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. What if it didn’t go as planned? What if I only made everything worse? Fear tightened its grip around my heart as my hands trembled uncontrollably. He flipped me over while he slid his dick in my wet pussy I moaned slow He shov

Mira’s POV The night was unusually quiet. I lay alone in my room after dinner, staring at the ceiling as the silence wrapped around me. My apartment felt emptier than ever, and boredom slowly settled over me. There was nothing worth watching on television, none of my friends were online, and no matter how hard I tried, sleep refused to come. With a sigh, I tossed my phone onto the bed. Barely five seconds later, I reached for it again, unlocking the screen out of habit. My thoughts drifted to Damon. My ex-boyfriend. It had been months since we broke up, yet memories of him still found their way into my mind. I remembered the way he’d smile whenever he caught me staring at him, the lazy Sunday mornings we spent tangled beneath the blankets, and the promises we’d whispered to each other promises that had eventually become nothing more than broken lies. I let out a weary sigh and rubbed my forehead. “Get over him already, Mira,” I muttered, forcing out a humorless laugh.