Cerita Nyata 18 Novels & Stories

When Selena Sloane takes her assistant, Preston Jones, to the hospital in order to get his lower back checked out, her 18-year-old self is in the middle of making out with me while having me pinned against the wall. "Darling, how is it that you smell so good and your kisses are still this amazing despite being 30 years old? Oh, I love you so much, darling! "By the way, where did my 30-year-old self go? Why isn't she here to pick you up after work?" I push Young Selena off me sadly. That's when I happen to meet the 30-year-old Selena's icy gaze. "You already have a mistress of your own, and yet you still can't bear to get a divorce from me, hmm? Zack Holt, you really are pathetic." As I

Thanks to a car accident, I've suffered from a severe injury in my head, leaving me with one foot in my grave. My husband, Andrew Rollins who's known for being an extremely talented doctor, serves as my primary surgeon. He conducts a surgery on me that lasts for 18 hours straight just so he can wrench my life from Death's cold fingers. But the first thing I do after I wake up is tell him, "Let's get divorced, Andrew." His eyes become bloodshot immediately. "Tess, I just saved your life, and yet the first thing you want is a divorce? Is it because I've been too busy with my work at the hospital that it cuts down on the time I get to spend with you?" I frown deeply. "It's precisely due to

The world loves the word dominating… Our parents will love it when you listen to them but what if you suddenly started to take your own decision. We all want parental love when you don’t get that enough we will look for a person who can share our burden right? Exactly a boyfriend/girlfriend… Your love will be cool and all those lovey-dovey at first but what we don’t realize is to become a puppet in their hands. If you don’t agree with them they will start beating you to death, insulting you in front of others. Trust me your parents are best than this girlfriend/boyfriend, they never beat you and they always think for you. I am not talking on behalf of everyone; I am just talking about the

My neighbor's son, Leo Parker, is a Peeping Tom. I purposefully call out his name while he's peeping on me pleasuring myself. Truthfully speaking, I've already predicted that Leo will corner me in his room during one of my tutoring sessions the moment he does so. But what I don't expect is that his older brother, Max Parker, suddenly barges into the room…

I'm a senior white-collar professional. But I don't know when exactly it is that I've gotten infected with that… shameful ailment. It's so bad that I have to duck into the washroom during work hours just to alleviate my carnal urges. Needless to say, that ailment has completely screwed me over. That's when my husband takes me to a famous private doctor named Caleb Walden, who apparently has a unique treatment method that only he himself possesses. But during the treatment, I can feel Caleb's scorching manhood pressing against my slit…

When my husband is away on a business trip, I'm left at home with my brother-in-law. One night, he hands me a glass of milk that's been laced. Then, he violates me…

The day before yesterday, my best friend invited me to a date at a bar. I later end up sleeping with a younger man. I never would've expected him to be my son's classmate, though…

I used an anonymous account to send a video chat invitation to my crush, a senior who had always been aloof and reserved, but he agreed. Throughout the video chat, I had on a black mask, and I modified my voice to conceal my identity. At my command, he took off his clothes one by one, revealing his solid abs. While I was admiring his toned body, he smiled devilishly and said, "It's your turn now..."

To my parents, I was their obedient and kind daughter. To my students, I was their gentle and understanding piano teacher. To my audience, I was the star performer at the cabaret. Of all these different identities, my favorite was by far the last. I enjoyed the hungry gazes that fell on me, searing my skin like flames. I enjoyed the juxtaposition between my different identities, never tired of playing different roles. In a sense, I was born to act, and I was passionately devoted to each of my identities. So, won't you come watch me dance?

"Mm… Slow down, honey... You'll wake Julie..." Chasing a thrill, my best friend, Natalie Turner, and her husband, Scott Turner, were actually making love right in front of me. Their hushed, breathy sounds filled the room, intimate and unmistakable. My face burned the entire time, heat rushing straight to my ears. I barely dared to breathe as I froze in place, waiting until Natalie finally drifted into unconscious sleep. And then, the very next second, Scott climbed onto me.