Book Cocky Novels & Stories

he gasped at the woman holding up a pen. “The bookstore across the street!” she smiled. “It’s you, right?” she tapped the cover. “You have the same hair and eyes.” She looked down, “do you also have two cocks?” “Excuse me?” “My girlfriend skimmed ahead, and, in the book, it says Narnurs is the Cockaignian name for ‘he who has two cocks’ and I’m curious if the author only used you because you match the description of the character after she wrote it or if you were her inspiration.” The was looking him up and down and then pointing to the exceptionally large and clearly enhanced package the straps were wrapped around. “I mean it’s evident on the life size cutout in the bookstore there is two.”

“Lol, I know you have a story worth hearing, but I’d say you should crack that drink open first, then I can listen.” The biker's voice was low and smooth, but I could sense the underlying arrogance and entitlement. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite myself. “I’m not sure I’m interested in sharing a story with you,” I said, my voice neutral. “As I said earlier, I’ve had enough drinks and I would love to be on my way home.”

How could she belittle me in the presence of my gamma and described my cock as a ball pen? " Reading erotica is even sweeter than doing it with you. Your cock is not only small but weak. The veins in it are like ropes. Having a one-night stand with was the worst mistake I made but you know Austin, his cock is so huge. I could barely wrap my hand around it and its pulse beats against my palm. " " It's one of the cutest and most huge cock out there." She remarked and I punched the arm of the wheelchair angrily. " How dare you talk about my cock that way?" I gritted in anger.

I drank it quickly as he patted my back. "Why are you choking like that? Eat slowly.. I'm not going to steal you ice cream." He said as he sat back. "I was never expecting you to say something like that." I said as I patted my chest. "Why? Am I romantic?" He smirked and I rolled my eyes right away after he said that. "Oh God.. I will live the rest of my life with this cocky man." "You should be happy about that, you can't get this cocky man from the street." Dylan said as he pointed himself. I looked at him in disbelief and he just laughed.

How impressive! I gazed at the books and the name tags caught my attention. TIME TRAVELLING, DIMENSIONAL TRAVELLING, REINCARNATION and much more to my amusement there's a HUMAN MALE ANATOMY tagged books. I suppressed the giggles that were threatening to escape from my lips. She's really something! 'Our mate was curious about cocks? Was it the size?' Cirrus snickered in amusement. 'I would surely let her see how magnificent my cock looks!' He bragged.

"Your dick. That is what I wanted to say." "Well I prefer the word, cock," he boldly said and my goodness I just couldn't believe him right now. Cock? More like a peacock or the male fowl Cock. What am I even thinking right now? I should get a better grip on myself but Talon was just being funny for no reason.

Leaning over me, he once again reached for the soap. Watching him handle it, his palms twisting and turning it, I couldn’t help but wish he was soaping my breasts once more. Tossing the soap aside, he lowered his brow and held my gaze for a moment. Seeing movement, my eyes slipped lower. He was handling himself. Rubbing the protrusion up and down, up and down, covering it in a soft lather. “Do you know what a cock is, Red Rose?” I shook my head no. Nodding to the protrusion in his hand, he said, “This is a cock.” The word was so guttural and coarse. It suited him.“Say it. Say cock.”

"Oh, that feels good. Dun stop 'til I tell ye." Gulpin back a soft cry, I obeyed. The last time I had seen a cock was when my uncle had tried to rape me. It had been too dark to see the strangers' cocks when they invaded our cell that terrifyin night that seemed so long ago. Lord Bryce's cock was interestin. Twas almost as long as my forearm. And twas as thick as the cucumber Cook had asked me to fetch fer her when I had been downstairs fer my last trip with the water bucket. I shuddered when I thought about how that could possibly fit inside a woman.

' He tightened his grip around my neck. 'Depends, have anyone ever said "hey, Coco, you look sexy when angry, you should get angry more often"? Well, if they haven't, then don't mind if I do.' I said buoyantly, shoving down the urge to wet myself from his terrifying voice. 'Cookie!'

— I had secretly heard Dad talking about how the room contained the strongest drinks. I traced the room and pushed the door open. But everything changed the moment I stepped in. A guy was standing there in all his naked glory, his thick-muscled chest glistening with sweat as he fisted his sleek veiny cock and stroked it hard and fast.