Backrooms Stories Novels & Stories

I nearly passed out when I heard that. In the end, I'd lost my shot at the scholarship, and rumors soon spread around campus that I was a plagiarist. The stress dragged me back into depression, and one night, I ended up on the school rooftop. But maybe fate was not done with me yet, because I was given another chance at life. This time, I was determined not to put up with Sienna's nonsense anymore. She was going to pay. She kept calling my name, but I ignored her. Then, just as she was about to yell again, our roommate Jessica Mills, who was in the middle of her game, finally lost her patience. She yanked off her headset and snapped, "Melissa, Melissa, Melissa—what is this, are you trying to

Her husband exhales—or the ghost of one—against her spectral neck. "Look." A great-granddaughter now, midwife hands slick with afterbirth, lifting a newborn whose eyes open too soon. The infant grips her finger. Doesn't let go. Cities rise. Wars burn. Their blood spreads like floodwater, indistinguishable from the rest until it's too late to dam. A soldier walks away from shrapnel unharmed. A woman survives a fall from a fifth-story window. Sarah touches the scar that isn't there anymore. "We changed them."

Tasting the filth, the fire, the fever he wrote into every page of my skin. The next morning, a box sat on the kitchen counter. Hardcover, freshly printed. My was name on the cover—and his. ‘Yours, Uncensored.’ “Is this—?” I asked, fingers trembling over the title. “Our story,” he said behind me, pulling my robe down to bare my shoulder. “Every filthy, furious, unforgettable chapter.” “You’re insane,” I breathed. “And you love it.” He kissed the top of my spine. The back cover quote? I read it aloud.

The man was rarely home, leaving his gorgeous wife alone in this big house. The diagnostic finished. Elias clicked through the folders to clear some junk files and free up space. That’s when he saw the folder named “Private – Do Not Open.” His cursor hovered. He knew he shouldn’t. But curiosity won. He double-clicked. Dozens of video files and image folders spilled across the screen. Hentai thumbnails loaded instantly. Busty older women getting absolutely destroyed by younger hotter guys with massive cocks. Breeding captions. “Step-Mom Gets Knocked Up.” Rough throat-fucking. Anal creampies. One paused video showed a woman who looked eerily similar to Rebecca on her knees, face covered in cum

Come on my cock, now", he groaned and that was all I needed. I shattered, screaming around Cedric's cock. My walls clamped down hard on Thorne's cock my cum flooded out, soaking his balls. He roared and slammed up once more before flooding my womb with shots of his sweet cum. Cedric thrusted hard against my mouth one last time before he busted his nuts in my throat. It filled my mouth and I swallowed every last drop savouring the taste. He pulled his still hard throbbing dick out, stroking himself slowly. Thorne stepped away with a satisfied groan, his soft cock glistening with cum. Thorne licked his lips as he stood by the bed, his gaze dropping to my ass. "She's taken us three of us front

Every time I thought I was at my limit, Kade would whisper something cruel in my ear, or Brian would deliver a spank that reignited the fire in my blood, and I’d find a second wind. By mid-afternoon, I was lying splayed out on the rug, my legs shaking uncontrollably. I was covered in a film of their cum, my skin tacky and smelling of musk. The sheer stockings were torn, and the maid’s apron was hanging by a single string. Kade walked over and stood between my spread legs, looking down at me like I was something he’d found on the bottom of his shoe. "You're holding up better than I thought," he admitted, his voice a low rumble. "But we’re only halfway through day three. Brian and Ken have som

Chapter 1: Caught Fucking Around Trigger warning: This story is raw, gritty. It's not the kind that pets you. It will strip you off your pride like a little dirty dog, take you to your peak and punish you harder. When you're done, your pussy won't be the only thing that leaks... your master's marks will be your new tattoo, and little puppy, you'll thank him for it. Drop now if you hate dirty stories with degradation. Britanny's POV

4. PREYE We walked back to the room after dinner, the campus lights casting long shadows on the path. My body was still buzzing from that shower orgasm and everything that happened with Lisa earlier. Her creamy cum, the way she licked her fingers clean without shame, the flirty shit at the table,it all stuck in my head like a dirty movie on repeat. I’m straight, I kept telling myself. Big cocks, rough hands, getting tied up and fucked senseless. But Lisa’s hungry stares were doing something weird to my pussy, making it tingle even now.

Saturday, 12:03 p.m. Liam kicked the basement door shut behind him and the lock clicked like a gunshot. Nina hung over his shoulder like a folded blanket, thick thighs trembling, tits dragging down his back with every step. Cum from the morning loads still leaked from her swollen pussy and left wet streaks on his shirt. He dropped her straight onto the breeding bench. She landed with a wet slap. Back hit cold leather. Legs flopped open on their own. Her cunt lips parted with a sticky sound and a thick river of old seed poured out, pooling under her ass.

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.