Addicted Web Series Novels & Stories

eyes. I couldn't stop thinking about her flawless skin, there was not a single blemish on her body, she looked fucking unreal. And one thing I just couldn't get the fuck out of my mind was her taste. Now, that I know what she tastes like, I'm not sure how I will get rid of this fucking addiction. The most fucked up thing about addiction is when you realize that you are fucking addicted to something, whether it's alcohol or women, you say to yourself "This is my last drink."

all I could think was: When can we do it again? I was addicted. And there was no rehab for this.

“I was the one who help Mark destroy Daniel and Mark promised me he will give me new life, he would send me back to Javier my half brother for a better life and I agreed but later things changed, he started behaving like a possessed man and I realized that Mark was actually drug addicted that day he was going to meet me for the documents related my new life but, in a way, he got in an accident” “What nonsense he never had drugs he was clean and hate drugs,” Adair said after hearing what Alex said not believing his words, “I am not lying, I don’t know how or where but he got addicted to it later he started having illusions and that takes his life nothing else after he got in an accident I got

We came together, then switched, then scissored with the machines still running beside us for background stimulation. The addiction only deepened. Days with clients fed our hunger for real cock and the thrill of being paid fortunes to be filthy. Quiet days let us indulge in pure, selfish pleasure with each other and our growing collection of toys. We were never bored. Never satisfied for long. Our pussies stayed constantly ready—smooth, juicy, and aching to be filled. One evening after a particularly lucrative gangbang with seven executives, we lay in bed counting another enormous payout. Mom kissed my forehead and whispered, “I adopted the perfect daughter. Look at us now. Rich. Free. Addic

“I’m such a disgusting whore… and I can’t stop.” She was completely addicted. And the worst part? She wasn’t even sorry anymore.

I sucked it clean without thinking. “Careful?” He laughed softly. “We’re just getting started. Tomorrow Dad’s working late. Mom has a client meeting. I’ve got more videos queued up. Next lesson—taking it in that tight little ass while you try not to scream my name.” My pussy fluttered again despite the soreness in my throat. The guilt was still there, gnawing at the edges, but the addiction was stronger. I glanced at the laptop screen where the stepsister was still getting her throat used.

I could only beg. “Please don’t do this…” The man who suggested the game was aiming at a snooker ball. He was aiming it at me. The snooker ball rolled on the table and very soon hit its target. I trembled and felt a gush of hotness down there. My addiction was triggered again. “She’s pretty sensitive. She felt it with just a single touch. We’re going to have so much fun today.” “Wench, do you want it? If you want it, just say so. We’re all here.”

"Bingo. I had attacked you system and got your attention. While you were busy I managed to get all the information I need but you had also layed a trap for us. You had uploaded a virus on our systems." "Yes I had first just wanted to see what you would do at first but the game had become a little boring so I just sent one of my viruses to stop you mid way." "But I still managed to out smart you in this little game of ours." "Well I appreciate someone smart and even better when he can outsmart me." "Nice I didn't think you could do all this in a matter of hours. You've really outsmarted me." "Before we are done were you the one who made the poison that killed those man didn't you."

Addictive. But finally, I tried the mysterious step daughter step dad series.

Something she was sure her father would notice. “There was an article in the US Weekly not a week ago about you and Elijah Stone with pictures of you in your love nest.” “Father, please. You know very well there’s nothing between Eli and me. He’s recovering from a serious addiction. He needs support from his friends.” Skyler glanced over at her. “It doesn’t matter what I know. The world believes you’re a party girl… again.” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “The board knows I’m not.”