Romans & histoires Belly Button Stories

He could hear the faint hum of the crowd, the shuffle of papers, the sound of the host introducing him. “And now, we’d like to welcome Ryan Calloway, a second year student who has shown remarkable courage in sharing his truth through storytelling.” He walked onto the stage. Not shaking this time. Not afraid. He looked out at the sea of faces. He found Daniel near the back row. Marcus beside him. And he began: “For a long time, I didn’t think I had a story worth telling. I thought I was overreacting. Too emotional. Too dramatic. But when someone makes you smaller than you were meant to be, it takes time to remember your full shape again.”

Keith kept the sharp pointy edge of the knife at the mans stomach. The man was strong and tried to push Keith but Keith didn’t miss a second and stabbed the knife on his shoulder. The man fell down in pain and Keith ran away with his valet. His wife came running to him and cried for help. Keith turned around and laughed loudly and ran away. ************************* “Martina!! I’ve bought the grocery.” Keith called Martina and kept the grocery in the kitchen. “A man came when you were away” Martina said as she checked all the paper bags.

The man kept swelling inside her, and it felt so hard it woke her up from her euphoria. But the man had yet to stop pounding. 'What is this...?' But then, a wave of pleasure drowned her mind. The man thrust so deep it reached a place he had never reached before. "Eh...?" Harriet felt dizzy. She looked below and saw a little bulge in her stomach. 'Is this the legendary little bulge from the inside of the belly button...?' She almost lost consciousness as she thought... 'All of them lied... it's not hurt at all... it felt too good—'

He smiled stupidly at me as he held onto his stomach in pain. "Who did this to you?" I asked as I walked up to him. "Tell me who did this to you!" "I just tripped." He replied. "I'm not an idiot, Ivory!" "Nothing will happen even if I tell you!" He suddenly exclaimed as he wiped his eyes, and right after he did, the bangs that were covering his eyes were swept to the side, revealing his sharp yellow eyes that were filled with tears. "It's nothing, so please don't do anything. Please just forget about it."

I tripped on something and I fell on my belly. I started having sharp pains in my belly. "My babies, I started crying scared that something might happen to them. Someone help me please... I tried to shout out loud but the pain was too much. I took off my first shoe and threw it on the door or the wall, which I am not very sure about. I did the same to the second shoe until the door was opened. A man came in and hardly squeezed my jaws. "Don't make any sound human, or else you won't like it. If it wasn't for our king, you'd have been dead by now. What your stupid dog boyfriend did to our king, you and your baby are going to pay for it. He said. God his mouth stinks. I feel like throwing up on

I couldn't help but turn around and caught a whiff of Belly's scent as she closed the door before approaching me with a worried expression "For the goddess' sake, what happened? Everyone's whispering that you got into a fight with another male!“ She nodded. Damn, I had forgotten that everyone at the event had seen how that idiot Bradley had humiliated me. However, there was nothing I could do but face the embarrassment. ”It's none of your business," I replied to Belly, shaking my head.

Gianna's POV The phone felt like an animal in my hand — skittering, frantic. My thumbs moved on their own, opening notifications, reading each new barbed headline as if each one would contain a different story, a different truth. But the story was the same: scandal, seduction, salesmanship. Me dressed like a trophy. Me selling myself to a billionaire. The image that accompanied every tabloid post was grainy, taken from some camera in the crowd: Dante’s hand at the small of my back, my smile half-turned toward a flash. The caption treated it like evidence. The city had a new narrative, and it was hungry.

It's more enjoyable without a condom. Me. Bel?? What do you mean?? Ah!! Y'all have started having sex?? My mother would kill me!! Bel. Abegg! What's there? Lol. You haven't had sex before?? Let's talk about this later. Jeff is here and we are busy. Hmmm, I thought Jeff didn't like hear. I even overheard their discussion that day at the library. I hope it's not what I am thinking sha. My ringtone distracted me from my thoughts. I checked and saw that Ade was calling.

The toilet had a large puddle of cum, blood, spit and lube and I cleaned my self and flushed. I went to open the safe and took out my phone and popped a cough drop in for my sore throat. I had gotten a whole bunch of messages from guys asking for pictures and instructions. A few messages said, on my way, or something dirty, like I'm going to destroy that hole. One guy said he's coming and he's bringing his friends. Another guy said I wouldn't be able to handle him if I was conscious so this was perfect. He also sent a dick pic of his giant 9-in dick. This made my dick hard which hurt because my prostate was so sore.

while eyeing the bowls. Of course, it did not work on the first try. However, it doesn’t mean that the young man would give up. He did this every day with every meal that is served. He was always there with her every breakfast and dinner. If they were lucky, they get to have some snacks too. He continued to narrate his life story, but most of the time it’s just pure nonsense that it almost made the girl laugh. Keyword: almost.