All Chapters of Compilation Hot Stories : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Geoff :Ramara. Remy. The thought of her sent a rush through my blood. I watched as she closed the door silently behind her after she peered into my room. She was glad her whore mother wasn't sleeping with me. I wasn't in the habit of letting women into my bed, especially women like her mother. After an hour of waiting, I got out of bed. I had a camera installed in her room. Too fucking bad, I couldn't keep one in the bathroom. I didn't need to use secret cameras to look at a sweet little body that belonged to me. I would have my fill soon. My dorogoy thought the locks would keep me out. A sinister feeling rose in me. If only she knew. She was too good for me. I didn't deserve her, but I'll be damned if I can't have her anyway. I got out of my room and opened her door with my key. I didn't need to worry about making a sound. She was out cold tonight, not the slightest clue that she was aware of my presence. Not like she would expect a depraved son of a bitch to creep on her as she

"Good evening! What can I get for you today?" I asked the middle aged lady standing in front of me. "I would love a bubble tea and a scone."As I prepared her bubble tea, I heated up a scone. I put them both on a tray and placed it in front of her. "Thank you." She tipped the jar and went to take a seat at an empty table. The door opened again and I gritted my teeth in anger. Chelsea and her entourage. She was the queen bitch. I had beef with her and I did not want her in my cafè. But, when I saw Dahlia walk behind them, worry gnawed at my gut. I saw that there were no new customers and went to their table. "Dahlia! What are you doing here?"She smiled at me. "Chelsea wanted to get to know me better."I looked over at Chelsea and grimaced when she smirked. I dragged Dahlia behind the counter and spoke so my voice reached only her ears. "You can't possibly believe her, do you?"She tucked some of her hair behind her ear. "I just wanted to try and make more friends."I believed

That day, after I closed the cafè for the day, I had no idea how I would get home. I walked here from school and I knew I couldn't walk all the way to Geoff's house in the night. Perhaps Mrs. Troupe would let me stay the night at her place. With that thought, I started walking toward my old apartment, but just then, a car stopped beside me. I ignored it and continued my path, but then, the driver himself came out. "What the fuck are you doing here?""I should be the one asking you that.""Get in the car Ramara. Don't test me right now."I rolled my eyes and continued walking. I knew he would lift me up, so I dodged him. It angered him more. When I dodged him the second time, his face was slowly becoming red. When he finally snatched me around the waist, I thrashed in his arms. "Go away!" I screamed into his ear. "Little bitch." That earned him a punch to his jaw. "Slut."That earned him several scratches on his neck and a kick to his knee. "Are you done?" He asked. "I don't

Geoff :She was just something my mind had fixated on. My cock also. She wasn't supposed to be anything more. But that night, as I saw her looking up at me with my cum running down her thigh and her virgin blood on my cock, I knew I had to get away. I felt something move inside my rock solid black heart and that was unacceptable. It shouldn't have been anything beyond my brain and dick. My cock had stirred despite having been inside her mere seconds ago and I knew she was already consuming me. That's why I ran into the forest and didn't come back till dawn. I knew she had formed a chink in my iron clad armor. She was just supposed to be a temporary fixation. A temporary physical need, but now I knew that was not true. My body longed to be inside hers again, despite my many attempts to fight it off. She has me spellbound and she doesn't even know it. I certainly would not allow such weakness to overrule my body. Ever. She was just a temporary means to satisfy my physical desires.

Geoff:After working in my study, mostly to rid myself of the anger coursing through my body from that dumb bitch sitting next to me, I decided to go to bed, not that I'd be getting much sleep anyway. I fucking hated conniving liars who try to put on an innocent act. I meet those people every fucking day and my fucking hands itched to touch Ramara. My Remy is nothing like my bitch of a mother. I shoved my hands through my hair as my mind flashed with images of her naked skin before my eyes and I groaned, instantly growing hard. Fuck. I didn't want to jack off, I've done enough of that for the past few months. Before Ramara, I tried to sate myself through women I picked up at the bar sometimes, but I couldn't get hard enough to fuck them after setting my eyes on my dorogoy. I couldn't get hard period. But, that wasn't a problem. That was just my obsession. Now that I have fucked her, I'm sure I can get hard again....for anyone. But, for the time being, I still wanted my dorogoy.