Boxy T Morningwood Novels & Stories

“I still want to meet him properly. We’re having a dinner soon. Bring him, Damian. Mom’s already asking questions.” He ended the call without another word, stared at the empty screen for a long moment, then poured another drink. The next morning he opened the door to find a gift basket waiting on the mat. It was huge and oversized, tied with white-and-red satin ribbon like it was Christmas in February. Inside: a sleek black box of luxury condoms (ribbed, flavored, and glow-in-the-dark—the full ridiculous spectrum), artisanal chocolates shaped like hearts and cartoonish dicks wrapped in gold foil, a sleek black vibrator with remote control and app connectivity, and a thick, curved butt plug i

My bare breasts crushed to his ribs, my thigh sliding over his, and oh sweet goddess, there it was, morning wood, thick and rigid and pressed insistently against my stomach like it was saying good morning in the rudest way possible. Memories detonated behind my eyes... his mouth between my legs, my screams echoing off the windows. The way I’d squirted, twice or more like some kind of supernatural fountain, the way I’d begged. Thinking more I squeaked, an actual squeak and tried to hide my face in his chest. His scent flooded me, midnight frost, old blood, and something darker that made my mouth water and my clit throb with treacherous enthusiasm. Dax stirred. A low, sleepy rumble vibrated th

I said and pulled a wrapped box out of the drawer of the bedside table. I gave it to Sebastian who gave me a questioning look. I smiled and signalled him to open the box. He unwrapped the box then opened it. His already pink cheeks turned red when he saw what actually I had gotten him. It was a golden vibrator. I grabbed the bottle of lube and applied it on my middle finger first. I drew invisible circles around his butthole. He moaned and arched his back. His dick got even harder with my touches. And his moans turned me on as well.

I have no idea what this could be but I'm certain it's not a wrong address. I took the note from him and quickly drew my signature. “Do you uh— do you know what's in the box?” He looked at me for a second, like he wanted to be sure of what I said. “Ma’am.” “I'm sorry!” I said waving a hand. “It's just that I order so many things at the same time, I lose track of what comes and when.” He nodded, like he understood me but was obviously uncomfortable. “It’s an eight-inch vibrating dildo, ma'am.” Oh.

"Listen, Elizabeth. I'm a boy, and I would love to sleep with you if you gave me the chance. But then again, my best friend was in on this bet, saying we wouldn't sleep together. If I was in on this bet, I'd have to side with him because that's just how I roll. Yet, we could have totally slept with each other the other night, but you stopped me and I respected your choice. So, I'm not in on the bet. If you want to have sex with me, I'll be down for it any day of the week. But if you don't, I'm not going to push you into it. Alright? I'm not in any bets, I'm not playing any games which involve our personal lives, and I'm not the same guy I was last year. I love you and I respect your privacy.

Yup, he was going to screw something tonight. Bobby led the women up to his place, his hands making quick work of her shirt before they even got through his doorway. He pushed her against the door, trapping her arms with the sleeves of her top, his tongue flicking, twisting and tormenting hers. The woman moaned against his mouth as her body arched up against his and he wanted to shout for the joy when he felt his dick start to get hard. Although, he wouldn’t focus on why it was taking so long.

I pulled them out, and brought them to my mouth again, sucking them clean while staring straight at the window. “You like that?” I asked into the night. “Like watching me taste myself? Like knowing how fucking soaked I get just thinking about being seen?” I reached under the bed for the black box I kept there, the one with the toys I didn’t use every day. But tonight called for escalation, so I needed them. I pulled out the thick, ridged glass dildo. Twelve inches of unforgiving smoothness, slightly curved, with a fat head that always made me see stars.

Bobby pulled out of Buck with a wet, glistening slide and moved behind Chim, who was still bent over the stretcher, breathing hard. He lined up his thick, upward-curved cock against Chim’s spit-slick hole and pushed in with one smooth, relentless thrust. Chim cried out sharply, the sound echoing through the empty gym as ecstasy flooded his features. His back arched deeply, toes curling hard against the floor. “Fuuuck— Bobby!” Chim gasped, his voice breaking.

If I say yes, they'll spare Tory's life and I'll never see her again but if I say no, she'll be dead. " I can talk to Dad for you, say yes and I'll break up with Tory and she'll be yours for two weeks before you go" Rex whispered to me. I knew the answer I had to give and I knew I had no choice. *********** Tory's POV " Oakwood high are you ready?" The MC yelled and the crowd yelled " yeah!" " This is the maiden edition of the Date-A-Thon organized by the staff and management of Oakwood high school as well as the student's committee and this was all the idea of a wonderful young lady - give it up for Victorya Williams!"

When did Alex become his heart and soul that even his wolf howled his approval? Remembering entering the bathroom, with a box in hand. Noah turned to face where he put it next to the sink, he dried his hair then his body then his longish hair. Noah opened the box and smirked. He could only imagine his fated embarrassment purchasing all this. His wolf growled at the thought, some guy or woman must have slipped his adorable mate their contact line. A possessive smirk let loose, then it is certain they haven't met him as a person he will crush any who dare approach his fated. That is moment he actually focused on the contents inside of the box instead of the poisonous what if's that were only t