A Pervert's World Novels & Stories

My tone was cold and stern: "I’m only here for the pillow. You can have Gavin!" She looked startled for a second, then feigned innocence, using her most manipulative tone: "Jane, what nonsense are you talking about? Please don’t misunderstand." "I was just talking about the World Cup tickets, I didn’t mean anything else." I emphasized every syllable, reiterating: "I am just here for the pillow!" Her expression was intriguing. Suddenly, as if remembering something: "I know where it is. Follow me." I followed her into the third room. The room was set up as a luxurious cat sanctuary.

"The rest of your soul is here, it seems you are not so miserable that you have to despair." Adela immediately jumped in her mind, she stood up in surprise and hastily asked the man who was saying: "Who are you?" "I am the master of the world in which you exist. As long as you want, I will help you...out smoothly." The other person was still very patient, using the same gentle voice as at first, adding. It's just that this one word came out in a voice that still had a bit of a mystical feeling that was hard to describe.

I opened the packaging and saw that it was a photo album, the one that I had thrown into the trash can back then. The album that hadn't had any new photos in a long while was suddenly filled with many new ones of me conversing with other people in the industry and networking at the tech summit. I finally decided to meet her at a local cafe. Gianna used to always dress in a very sophisticated manner. But now, she looked a lot paler and skinnier than before, and she was also dressed in plain clothing. She was a stark contrast to her former self. She said softly, "I'm sorry, Brandon. I was wrong. I trusted Shane when I shouldn't have, and now, I've ended up like this. I know that I brought this

Third Person's POV The Astral Planet is a world where monsters roam freely. A place where they throw the worst of the worse. A complete opposite of the Celestial Planet, which can be described as an ethereal or sacred world. Within its dangerous and toxic territory, there stands its only Kingdom. Where even the meanest monster strays away from this place, making it a safe zone to live. They aren't avoiding it because of the strong energy emitting from the land but rather they are afraid of its ruler, the Dark Queen.

“She’s your sister and I get that you want to see the best in her. But she kills, she runs drugs and guns, and she has a brothel. Don’t even start thinking that the fact that she runs that place with an iron hand makes it better. They are women, and men, being used for someone else’s pleasure.” “Have you ever been out of Maine?” “No.” “I went to Blanco once with a few friends. It was supposed to be a holiday. We ended up in this place we thought was a club. Women were dancing on the stages, men sat watching them. And I thought it was like my sister’s place. Until I went to the bathroom and saw that behind the red draping men did what they wanted to the women, they’d beat them, force themselv

I don't know what he was trying to make me do but I just hope he realises I am not that resistant and I also do not have a shit load of self control to keep ignoring the tempting and extremely enticing scenarios and positions he was placing in my head, with the woman in my arms. "since we are very much of the same body and everything you are also as perverted as I am." I retorted. "True, but you're more perverted than I am, I didn't have to do anything, you were obviously thinking about by yourself, I just had to give you a little help, but moreover, we are only perverts for her alone, no one else, we can't even stand anyone else for a mate, so we are not really perverts right? As she would

“You don’t want everyone knowing what a naughty young thing you are…” His hand returned to my ass, giving one final, possessive squeeze before hovering threateningly near my thong again. I stood there, trembling, trapped in the crowded bus as it carried me deeper into the night—completely at the mercy of this filthy old pervert who had only just begun.

Rebecca’s prolapsed cunt hung open like a used, cum-dripping rose, thick globs of seed bubbling out with every twitch. Her asshole was a wrecked, puffy gape constantly farting piss and cum. Yet the greedy whore still spread her legs wider, voice a broken, cock-drunk whimper. “More… stuff all my filthy holes… I need to be completely destroyed.” The six men grinned like demons. Aiden stepped closer now, his cock leaking as he watched his girlfriend beg to be turned into a human fucktoy.

I felt his cock begin to grow under me and I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands squeezing the back of his neck toward me as her pussy rolled over him, making him grow and harden. Hector grabbed my hair tightly, making me pull away and face him: - Have I already told you that you are a disqualified madman? - Yes... And did I already say that you are a perverted pervert? - I am... Completely perverted and perverted by you... My Barbara... I leaned over him, drawing him fully into me, inch by inch. I put my feet on the seat of the bench and kept rolling, feeling my body shudder with pleasure: - I don't want to talk, disqualified... I just want to fuck... Because I'm worthless and you kno

Oh my gosh! “Perverts! I swear I’ll get you locked up once I get out of here! The pervert man stood in front of me and started unbuckling his belt. Fuck! I started crying and praying that Cameron arrived because I’m about to get raped! The man pulled down his pants but still has his boxers. I am really trembling right now.