Addicted After All Novels & Stories

Why was Mason sounding as if he was talking to a set of seventeen year olds in college? We all knew that everyone here had their own reservations, so why was he suddenly sounding very nice? I guess he was up to something. I only had to listen, to find out what it was. I started paying attention back to what he was saying in the present, everyone was listening very attentively to him, some nodding their heads in agreement, and some others looking very much e motionless. After sometime, Mason cleared his throat again, and dropped the bombshell. He said that the main purpose of this meeting that had been called, was to give us all a heads up. According to him, he and his team, whoever they wer

“You look terrible, you need a shot, it’s on me.” I downed the brown liquid at once, it went down hard on my throat, burning everything inside, Britney really knows me after these few months. I’m terrible, I’m feeling like a huge sack of shit, why did I got involved with Adam? Why he had to be like this, so intriguing, his delicious mouth kissing me, sweeping my body with his soft tongue, GOD! Who gave this man the right to fuck a girl this way, such an addicting way, I still want him so much, why life has to be this complicated? Britney and I had a few more shots and laughed like hyenas sitting on the floor, near the dirty pans like two losers.

“I’m sorry Daddy… I couldn’t stop craving them… my body needs it now… I’m addicted…” Liam fucked me in every position, reclaiming every hole that had been used earlier that day. When he finally came deep inside me he held me tight, both of us shaking. Afterwards, as we lay tangled together covered in sweat and cum, the real conversation happened. Tears flowed as we faced the truth. My transformation was complete. The Gangbang Princess was no longer a fantasy. She was me. And this addiction wasn’t going away. Liam held me close, his voice rough with emotion.

They were not getting rid of me. They had not come home late to force me to leave. They had gone from store to store just to find me an identical doll. They had bought strawberry cake and a moon clip. They had even planned how to apologize. They still loved me. But it was too late.

The lights, the attention, the power of the moment. It made me feel like a diva. Like a goddess. When the music started, and my body moved with the rhythm, the entire room faded away. For those few minutes, it felt like I was the only person that existed. And that feeling… It was dangerously addictive. The money wasn’t bad either. Dancing full-time meant the pay was incredible, and for the first time since coming to the city, I didn’t feel like I was constantly struggling to survive. But even with everything going so well, one thought kept creeping back into my mind.

In my mind, I'd fantasize about some lecherous man charging at me, shoving me to the ground, and roughly forcing my legs apart. Then came the weekend. My roommates invited me to a bar. I'd heard there were plenty of good-looking guys there. It was like waving a red flag at my hungry inner demon. Soon we arrived at the bar. A few drinks went down smoothly. And I couldn't resist the urge to expose myself again, right there in the crowd. That craving was more addictive than poison. It felt like ants crawling under my skin. I couldn't sit still. But my roommates were right next to me. There was no way I could do that kind of thing in front of them.

Felt it narrow to just the two of them. She no longer heard the sounds of Maria in the kitchen or the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway. It was just her and Aiden and nothing else mattered. And she wanted life to stay that way. Suddenly it didn’t seem like a good idea to go out tonight… She wanted to be all alone with this man, with no outside interference whatsoever. “That’s a big pitcher for one person.” She knew that. She’d never had a problem with alcohol so she used it when she needed to. But now that Aiden was here, she realized how it might look to him.

I kissed his neck, licked his jaw, and whispered one last time, “So fucking hot, Daddy. Never leave me empty again.” I stayed like that for a long time, connected to him, my body trembling with satisfaction and the dark hunger that only grew stronger. Three days of denial had turned me into this filthy, addicted, willing to do anything to keep his cock inside me while he was helpless. And I already knew I’d do it again tomorrow night. And the night after. Forever if I could.

He exclaimed "Cad -- " I started to say, but he cut me off "Can't you see, I quit my Addiction because I found another. I left drugs and everything shitty because I found you, I found you Vanilla, I'm addicted to you, you." I was unable to hold a smile in as I said "Good. It's a mutual feeling, because I'm addicted to you too, you are my fix, my love and my life" I said holding his hand, and he carress the golden ring on my finger

Eira's eyes widened at him. "You didn't tell me this before..." "Yes I did... When we had sex for the first time and you hummed at that..." Xavion Said. Eira gulped nervously, she was almost passed out when they mated, how can she recollect that and what terrified her the most that she didn't had that juice daily. She did drank that in the beginning but it had weird taste so she stopped drinking that and didn't realized that consequences can be like this. "Okay!..."