Basement Yard Fanfic Novels & Stories

he coos to me like I'm a baby. " Basil you're acting like a child in a candy store." the deep voice grumbles causing the windows to shake. " I want her. I want her. I want her." The man named Basil whines. " A no is a no, Basil." the deep voice mutters. " I want this thing, please," he says placing his hand on my cage. Why does he keep calling me a thing? " Fine." " Thank you, thank you so much. I love you." Basil jumps on the floor like a child.

Alice and I stated at the same time. “Basement?” Alice asked with her eyebrow raised. “Basement.” I nodded as we walked over to the elevator. The basement was a private area of the house for the family, but only occupied by Alice and I. It was our lady version of a man cave. Full bar, pool table, couch, projector, game consoles, indoor jacuzzi, everything you could ever want or need to relax and have fun. It was off limits to everyone, so we loved going there to unwind. We entered the sleek elevator and pressed the emergency service button. It was actually a hidden button for the basement, we figured that no one would ever press the emergency services button in a Mafia house. “So how do you

Her pussy was shining bright red as if it was bleeding, including her well-rounded butt making me smirk before caressing her thighs. “Tomorrow, bring one of your friends here, I will give you both the pleasure you haven’t received with anyone else,” I demanded. She only nodded before collapsing into the bedroom. I shook my head because I think she needs to work on her stamina. A knock on my door was to be heard, I am currently inside the basement of the house. Ever since that stupid family arrived here, I decided to stay here for good to avoid being smelled by those sinking dogs. My plan worked on getting them to come here, but Jade is giving me a hard time because I am controlling her menta

This was insane… but I couldn’t resist. I crept downstairs in nothing but a thin silk robe, my nipples already hard and my thighs sticky. The basement door was slightly ajar. I slipped inside and locked it behind me. Victor was waiting. He stood in the middle of the dimly lit basement gym wearing only black boxer briefs, his muscular body tense with lust. The moment he saw me, he crossed the room in three strides, grabbed me by the throat, and slammed me against the wall. “You shouldn’t be here,” he growled, kissing me brutally. “But I can’t fucking stop thinking about this pussy.”

She rolled her eyes at me and said, “Girl, you have no idea.” She slipped her hand into Jordan’s and intertwined their fingers. “Let’s go find something fun to do while we wait for Nadia to fail.” Jordan gave her a look. “Stop expecting her to fail. She’s really brushed up since the last time.” He replied, his voice fading as they walked up the stairs. Blaine and I were left standing in the basement of Blaine’s house. The place looked like it was meant to be some sort of den, with gadgets and computers ranged along one wall and a big screen taking up space on the adjacent.

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

“We’re just getting started. By the time Dad gets back, I’ll be dripping with your cum 24/7. And these tits? They’ll never run dry.” I grab her ass, spread her cheeks, feel my cum still leaking out. “Contract signed,” I growl, thrusting up, already hard again. “Now ride me, Mom. Milk me dry.” She does. And the basement becomes our personal hell—heaven—for the next three weeks.

The kind of room that made your skin crawl for no reason. His hand closed around the railing, fingers slipping slightly from sweat. He forced himself to walk toward it. Halfway there, his phone vibrated again. “Hurry.” Alessio shoved the phone into his pocket and grabbed the basement doorknob. It was warm. Too warm for a drafty, rarely-used room. He swallowed the instinct to back up. This was for Noa. He pulled the door open. The basement stairs yawned downward into pitch blackness. A single weak bulb at the bottom flickered like it was dying. The air drifting up felt slightly damp, slightly sour like something had been left to rot long before either of them moved in.

Yawning, I lay down as I let sleep take my tired body over again, trying to forget this horrible day in my life. *** I start to drift into my peaceful dreams where I have built a different world for myself that gives me hope for the future. I have a Bampire mate, and we will try to breed a little one of our own. We can live happily, and our baby Bampire can grow into a strong warrior with honor and respect.

KAEL’S POV The sound of footsteps upstairs sent a jolt of adrenaline through me, but it was my parents or some surprise visitor. It turned out to be just the neighbor dropping off a package Mia had ordered. Thank fuck for that. My heart was still hammering hard as I stood there in the basement with Sienna. We were both half-dressed, flushed all over, and vibrating with this raw, unspent lust. Her curvy body looked like an absolute masterpiece in the dim light. Those perky tits rose and fell with every quick breath, her nipples still shiny from my mouth.