Casanova Stories Novels & Stories

Ever since his father and the De Laton Duke had agreed to have Kyra and Damien engaged, he had been having a bad feeling. Meanwhile, "he" had called for Damien to give him further instructions on what to do. The time for the De Leta child to be sacrificed was drawing nearer and there was someone trying to interfere with their plans. Some spies had been following the guild they had been using as a cover and they could not catch any of them. None of their plans had been found out but the flies were being quite persistent and it was becoming annoying. Their plans had to succeed and the brat would be a very small price to pay, although her worth was more than she deserved. There was a rapt at th

Elle asked Asha, trying to lighten the mood. “No. I already have enough cases to read,” Asha replied dryly before smiling faintly. “But I would love to hear about whatever you are reading.” “Why not? Lately….Most of them are revenge stories, you know the kind where the husband leaves his wife for his childhood lover, then the wife comes back stronger and the husband spends the rest of the story begging for her to return. It’s honestly so satisfying to watch men crawl,” Elle said with a pleased expression.

Breeding fantasies peaked: "Gonna knock you up. Both my whores pregnant with my seed." Switched to Isabella—same double fill, her fuller body taking him deeper. "Breed my holes, Daddy. Cum everywhere." He alternated relentless, hours blurring—morning to afternoon. Orgasms crashed multiple—girls cumming from double stuff, pussies and asses clenching. He filled Sophia's pussy first, cum overflowing. "Take my load." Then Isabella's ass, hot ropes deep inside. Pulled out dripping, made them lick each other clean—tongues in cum-filled holes.

WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS This was turning out to be the absolute worst day of Yolanda Hamilton’s life. No. Take that back. The absolute worst day of her life was when Lucas Gordon was hired as the Senior Vice President of Acquisitions for the elite fashion designer label, the House of Dafina. The only thing Lucas was good at acquiring were a string of model girlfriends, each successive one, more beautiful than the last. “Signora Giordono, I really don’t see why it’s necessary for Mr.

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“Bossy tonight, huh? I like that.” I reached behind my back and unhooked the tiny bikini top, letting it fall. My full breasts spilled out, nipples hard from the cool air and the way he was staring. “Better?” I asked, cupping them and squeezing together. “Fuck yes,” Roman said, voice rough. “You’re killing me, Destiny.” I laughed and pinched my nipples, moaning softly for him. “I want you hard and desperate before I even touch you.” I stood up and turned around, bending over right in front of him. I shook my ass slowly, making it clap.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

- Do you think he has a mistress? And can it be the blonde in the middle of pole dancing? – I asked, now even more curious. - Cindy? He shook his head. – Well, Heitor Casanova is engaged. And the probability of you finding his bride in Babylon is almost zero. But of all his cases, Cindy is the most serious. - The cases? Well, I'd heard about his hot cocksucker syndrome. But that Cindy girl treated me like she was the real owner of everything, believe me.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Sienna's apartment was simple; white walls, dark wood furniture, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. Marcus barely registered everything before she pushed him against the wall beside the door, her hands already working on his shirt buttons. "Tell me you want this," she whispered, her mouth against his neck, leaving marks he'd have to explain to colleagues. "Tell me this isn't just academic interest." "It's not academic," he growled, pulling her closer. "This is the most irresponsible thing I've ever wanted."