A Pervert Novels & Stories

There was a gnashing of Angga's teeth. Maureen could understand the stigma formed by videos from blue movies. It's also called p**n, which inevitably leads to sexual activities and generalizes abnormalities that can actually be limited. "In your mind?" Maureen's head moved in front of Angga, questioning the man's understanding of Maureen's self-righteousness through the look. "Please, Angga. I can't even feel penetration other than with you and..." Maureen's words hung. During her acquaintance with matters of passion, she always failed to reach the highest peak of union. Her body resisted and reflexively gave protection, except for the effects of drugs that had stopped because of her deprave

the man whispered obscenely. “Dante, your brain is a total pervert!”

Creepy pervert or not, it’s still flattering. ..................

I grumble. "Not perverted, just alive."

Or sexy from creepy. I open my mouth but close it when his hand collides with my ass. No, this guy is way too much. I understand that I overdid it with the seducing part, but I already admitted I mistook him for someone else. There's no need for Luka to keep reminding me of the mistake, darn it! "Fucking perv," I mutter again, but this time much louder so that he knows I haven't changed my mind. "Hell to the yeah, baby, a fucking pervert. And believe me, I want nothing more than to bring you home, tie you up on my bed, and enjoy your body for weeks to come. I've never tasted a kitten before, so don't tempt me."

‘Are you calling me a pervert? ‘Not me, sir,’ Terence replied promptly, his voice quivering slightly. ‘But I can see how a lady might misconstrue your intentions if you asked her into your home, ordered her to change into a swimsuit and then jumped into the pool with her while you were…well, half-n*ked.’

But then, I suddenly paused, my lips tightened in a straight line and my eyes narrowed fiercely. “So what if I did this?! So what if I'm a pervert who lusts after his body?! So what?! Yes, I'm a pervert who lusts after her father’s best friend who is old enough to be my uncle! Yes, I fantasise about him! I want him! I want to have him all to myself! So what?! Why is it so hard to admit it?! I want him and even if he sees the video… So what?!” With these fierce and arrogant thoughts that swirled in my mind, my eyes became colder and excitement danced in them, my fist clenched, my blood pumped and my body trembled from admitting a

"I'm quite accustomed to it. He is cruel to me all the time." "Really?" "Yes. He finds the ultimate pleasure in abusing me." "He abused you?!" "At every turn." Been living in a fast lane since his early adulthood, there was only a few which could surprise him, but what Blackthorne just heard stunned him. He knew that the duke was a cold, arrogant prick, but he never expected him to be a vile pervert. Looking at the sweet, innocent-looking woman next to him, he imagined the shame and the pain she endured at the hands of her master. Blackthorne was definitely not a moral man, and he might have broken hearts of too many women in his amorous adventures, but he never derived sick, disgusting plea

The little girl nodded hesitantly and removed her backpack to check inside. Rowena and Ms. Pepper entered the classroom and made their way to the other side by her desk. Ms. Pepper grabbed something then turned to hand her a familiar orange pill bottle. Rowena opened it to find that the contents had been untouched. She looked back up at the teacher who had a solemn look on her face. "I'm sorry, Mrs—Ms. Von Dame," She bowed her head. "I tried but she just wouldn't take it today either. She said she doesn't want to take it at all."

Helena cursed. "We were so close at finally punishing that bastard Xavier. I would've killed him if he agreed to take the punished. Cursed those stupid rules, him still being alive shows us how weak we are. We now have two abomination walking free among our midst." Cortez slammed his hand smashing the table into two.