Collected Fictions Novels & Stories

I could feel every thrust vibrating through both of us. Cum was everywhere—leaking from our pussies and asses, smeared across our faces and tits. Both of us came multiple times, squirting and shaking uncontrollably, our moans mixing together in one filthy, desperate symphony. By the end, Lena and I were a complete, ruined mess—bodies covered in sweat, spit, and thick loads of cum. We lay tangled together on the couch, kissing sloppily, sharing the taste of the guys on our tongues. The three of them stood over us, cocks spent but still twitching at the sight.

My hole stayed wide open, twitching and unable to close, creamy seed bubbling out with every aftershock. Ethan stepped back, breathing hard, and looked at the complete mess he had made of me. I was a wreck — hair tangled, face flushed, tits red from sucking and biting, and my pussy thoroughly destroyed and leaking gallons of his cum. He grabbed his phone from the coffee table and took a quick photo of my cum-dripping cunt. “For my private collection,” he said with a smirk. “So I can jerk off to my stepmom’s wrecked pussy when I’m back at college.”

The quiet questions. Around eleven Fred sent me a message. “My office. Bring the Henderson file.” I grabbed the folder and went in. He closed the door and locked it the second I stepped inside. Before I could say anything he had me against the wall. His hand slid under my skirt and pushed my panties aside. Two fingers sank into me easily. I was already wet. “Missed this tight pussy,” he muttered against my neck. “All weekend I thought about how you felt coming on my cock.”

But that didn’t stop me from drooling over him like an idiot. “Miss Reed.” His deep voice snapped me out of my daydream. I blinked, realizing I had been standing there holding the files he asked for five minutes ago. “Yes, Mr. Voss?” I said, quickly walking into his office. He looked up, his cold gaze pinning me. “The documents.” I placed the folder on his desk, my cheeks burning. “Here they are. The final contracts for the merger.” He opened the folder without another word, his long fingers flipping through the pages. I stood there admiring the way his suit fit his broad shoulders, the way his jaw clenched when he read the files.

True Love and Other Disasters ( Tae-Woo & YoonA ) 3. Not So Plain Jane ( Steven Summers & Jane Austin ) 4. Tempted by The Devil ( Reed Summers & Liesl Hampton ) 5. Dark Deception ( Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan ) 6. Dark Betrayal ( Thornton Summers & Ava Smith ) ⪼⪼ 7. Mr. Fiction ( Julie & Remliel ) ⪻⪻⪻ 8. Taming The Wild CEO ( Javier & Ella ) ~ completed & available exclusively on GoodNovel

Hafsa's words jumbled, she couldn't bring herself to say what she thought of Daniyal. "I thought you were cheating on me," She confessed. Daniyal took a deep breath out, "I know what you thought.. And it wasn't your fault, I am the one who always keeps distance from you because..." "I never told you anything, how would you have know? Anyone at your place would have doubted me. But trust me, Hafsa, I never wanted to lie to you." On Daniyal's words, Hafsa quickly shook her head, wanting to disagree but Daniyal didn't let her speak.

Nyra It took me two days—and way too much late-night scrolling—to find anything solid about Fantasies. Most of what I found online was vague, broken, or so cryptic it might as well have been written in Morse code. People online just kept repeating the same thing: It’s not for everyone. Which, of course, made me want it more. I was huddled in the break room, elbows on the table, completely absorbed in a thread called “What really happens at Fantasies,” when a voice cut through the silence.

Each time he reached across her to grab book or pen, or brushed against her , Cassie could feel the spark between them. Despite her best efforts to maintain professionalism, Dr Cassie couldn’t help but indulge in these little, sensual moments. Their lingering glances and accidental touches were exciting, a sweet mix of risk and desire that left her wanting more. One evening, as they were finishing on the final chapter for Dylan's project , he suggested they grab a coffee . It was a casual offer, but Cassie knew that crossing that line could lead to something dangerous . Still, she found herself agreeing, unable to resist his lure.They walked to the local cafe , which was just a few minutes w

You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole. *Opening the door, you freeze seeing Stefanie Meijer, Mark's 40-year-old married mom, on the bed with your laptop open, voluptuous figure in a form-fitting designer dress hugging her big breasts and thick thighs, long black hair draped over shoulders, ocean blue eyes scrolling your filthy collection, full pink lips parted in arousal, plump pink cunt soaking through her no-underwear dress as she bites her lip schemingly.*

Now lost to her pleasures, Yasmine continued fucking herself, unable to contain her moans and groans. It wasn't until she was done that she realized the cou9le in the other room had stopped, and she could only hear the whispers coming from their room. “I think she's alone and having sex with just herself!” Yasmine's eyes widened in horror. Had she just been caught masturbating?! Author's Note: The F1 series will continue soon, guys. I just wanted to toss this in. Apologies for the long wait. Thank you for reading.