Accidental Penetration Novels & Stories

He didn’t stop walking. He turned toward the row where his seat waited, near the back,somewhere quiet, somewhere away. But just as he passed the last row, Steve subtly shifted. And then a thud. Drake stumbled hard. His shin smacked into a leg that had no business being there. The kind of move done with a smile on your face and a trap behind your teeth. His books scattered across the floor, and his knee hit the cold tiles before he caught himself. A small gasp. Then a few laughs.

then another sob, “..I just never thought that this is going to happen to Nana..” With warm hands, she gently tapped Maggie’s hands and squeezed them. “You know, everything happens for a reason.” “What happened to the man who killed them?” Stunned by her question, Nuala said calmly, “It was an accident, but mother and father have already filed a lawsuit. Right now, all we have to do is wait for the court’s verdict.” She nodded, still sniffling. “By the way, how did you know Henry Smith?” Nuala asked.

Karina protested and felt her leg hit by a broom several times. "Just get out of the way!" Justin slightly shifted his position. Karina was about to step away, but her foot caught Justin's. Karina of course lost her balance and almost fell. Because Justin is sensitive and responsive, his hands spontaneously grabbed Karina's waist back, so that Karina wouldn't fall, and held her. Their eyes met again as if there was Deja vu. Karina recalls the incident when she fell into Justin's arms because of the same thing, tripped, and was about to fall. Justin also felt a flash of deja vu, rustling strongly in his chest.

I hoped it was the drink because I couldn’t bear the thought that I could be some pervert. I reached for my glass, telling myself I wouldn’t look anymore, but as I did, my lower abdomen touched the back of her head, causing her to shift a little. The accidental brush of her head against my thigh and a bit of my junk had blood rushing down my nether region. So, like an idiot that I am, I looked again. Big mistake!

Adrian and Sebastian had already paid off my debt. "No, there was no assault. I'm fine. Nothing happened," I said. Doctor Aldo frowned. "Miss Lancaster, your injuries couldn't have happened by accident. This is clearly the result of penetration by blunt objects of large size with strong pressure. Possibly more than one object at a time." I bit my lip. My face was burning hot. Beside me, Adrian and Sebastian were silent. Leon was also silent. They were waiting to see how I would save them. "I... I was masturbating. I inserted a large, hard object into myself. I was too excited, so... so the bleeding happened."

Olive stared at her phone after ending the call with Dr. Harris. Her chest tightened with anger, frustration, and disbelief. The audacity of the situation was overwhelming, and the very idea of carrying Raymond Stone’s child felt like a cruel joke. She had been an unwilling participant in someone else’s mistake. The fact that she had been accidentally inseminated with Raymond Stone’s child felt like a violation of her very being. “Surrogacy mistake,” she muttered bitterly. “As if that excuses anything.”

Zac’s expression was hard to read, maybe it was amusement or maybe fear or maybe he was getting aroused because in his panic, he looked for somewhere to hold on to and he successfully managed to find one--her right boob. In a split second, they were a good measure away from his house and Zac cannot still believe what he had just experienced. He stood in the middle of the clearing, in his bedroom slippers and still holding her boob in his hand. “Pinch me.” She did. “Ow. What are you? Are you a superhero or something? Are you an alien? Are you here to eat my brains?” That is one ugly truth about humans and their devotion to conspiracies and alien stuff.

Zaire’s pov The pressure inside me built steadily, a tightening knot of sensation that demanded release. I seemed to sense it too, shifting my angle slightly, and the new friction sent a jolt of pure pleasure through me. "Zai," she gasped, my name a plea on her lips.

It awakens memories I thought I had long buried—my near-rape experience. When a bang hits the bathroom door, I squat backward and fall on my buttocks with a scream piercing through my throat. My breathing becomes hard as I watch the door being banged from outside. The stranger wants to get in. If he was here to steal, he wouldn't bother to come after me. And that explains only one thing. He wants to take advantage of me or get rid of me. Perhaps he thought I saw his face and that getting rid of me was the best course of action.

Their conversation was all about patients and medical terms I could not understand, so I just kept eating, feeling more out of place with each passing minute. As I was eating, a sudden tingling sensation jolted my ankle, nearly making me choke on my food. I shook it off, assuming it was just my imagination. Moments later, my ankles were clamped together, held tightly by someone's legs. Panic surged through me. I glanced up and found Henry's eyes locked on mine, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. I was wearing a long dress, and even through the thin fabric, I could feel the warmth of his skin on my ankles and calves.