Bully Smut Mga Nobela at Kwento

Warning !!! Mature content (18+) The story contains scenes of abuse, B***M, s*x and extreme bullying. His fingers continued their relentless exploration, expertly finding and teasing my most sensitive spots. I bit my lip, desperately trying to resist the unwelcome sensations flooding through me. "Your body betrays you," he whispered, his hot breath tickling my ear. "You can deny it all you want, but I know the truth." I shook my head frantically, tears streaming down my face.

I blew the hair out of my face but my efforts were to no use. Unexpectedly, Ryder placed my unruly strands away from my face and I averted eye contact. "Thankyou." I say. "You look horrible, why would you go out of the house like that." Well that hurt, I thought I looked nice. My eyes welled up and I tried to get out of his hold. "Stop." He said and held me in place. "Why so you could bully me even more." I retorted, he smiled at me as if proud that I stood up to him. It was rare to see Ryder smile, it was so genuine and showed another side of him. Doesn't erase the fact that he's a psycho who feeds off my pain.

I jumped in surprise, and he smiled. He spanked my breasts again, turning them completely red, and squeezed the bruise between my breasts while, with his other hand, he thrust himself inside me again, roughly. I could stay like this all day, Sky—he whispered in my ear while kissing and sucking my body. With his other hand, he slapped my ass. My cock is very swollen, he whispered into my mouth while kissing my lips. I want you to suck it, he whispered while pulling down his boxers. I nodded and he smiled.

Here's the continued Chapter Twenty-Nine of The Bully Who Fell First, where new alliances begin to form—and Bianca’s manipulations take a darker turn. Tessy lay sprawled across her bed, headphones on, scrolling mindlessly through her phone when Helena’s text came in. HELENA: Greg punched Henry. Whole hallway saw it. I’ll call you. Tessy sat upright immediately, her heart skipping. She yanked out her headphones and typed back fast. TESSY: Are you okay? What happened?? Seconds later, her phone buzzed. Helena’s name lit up. “Tess,” Helena’s voice cracked through the speaker. “He grabbed me.”

A pair of girls walked past us. One of them glanced at me. Then smiled. Actually smiled. Not fake. Not mocking. Just… smiled. I blinked in surprise. She kept walking. “What was that?” I asked. Lila looked over her shoulder. “What?” “That girl.” “What about her?” “She smiled at me.” Lila shrugged. “Maybe she was being nice.” I frowned. “People don’t just decide to be nice.” “They do.” “Since when?” “Since the captain of the football team publicly embarrassed every jerk who’s ever picked on you.”

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me."

“You bastard! Don’t you dare came inside!” As the words fell into his ears Stanley slammed himself inside him, hot liquid flowed endless. Byul twitched, his whole body trembling as his front had a dry orgasm. The bastard pulled out making the hot liquid gushed out inside him. Byul gave him a deathly glare but he only, mischievously gave him a pleasant smile.

Sucking furiously, mustard and precum mixing in filthy squelches, I gagged deep, tears streaming. “Fuck, you twisted slut,” he snarled, fisting my hair, hips slamming. Balls tight, he erupted—hot cum jets blending with mustard down my throat. I swallowed the creamy, vinegary load greedily, gulping until he twitched empty. Licking clean, I grinned up—wrecked. He smirked down at me, chest heaving. “Good girl. Next time, I’m breeding that pussy while your sister watches.”

I lean down and spit in his mouth. His eyes go wide, but he swallows. His cock kicks inside me so hard I feel it in my stomach. “You liked that,” I say, not a question. I roll my hips slow, grinding deep. “The big scary bully likes getting spit on by the girl he made fun of. What would your boys say?” “Zara—”

“You feel full, do you? That’s because you’re a little slut who needs to be packed tight with something at all times, but if you need to pee, you’re just going to have to hold it until Daddy says you’re allowed to go.” “But it hurts a little, in a good way, like there’s a pressure building up and I don't know if I can stop myself if you start rubbing me there, I might just make a mess all over the bed.” “Then make a mess, Bambi, I want to see you lose control and I want to taste the salt and the honey of your body while you’re trapped in those cuffs, so just lay back and let me get a good look at that puckered little asshole of yours.”