Come On Man Novels & Stories

I could just seen a black pillar not a man in front of me. "Who are you?", I gulped. The man walked towards me as I sat straight, nervousness filled inside me. I didn't want more strange creatures in my life. Abraham, Daniel and Dada were enough to freak me out. Now, who the fuck was that? "Excuse me!", I spat. "Who are you? And how did you enter like this without any permission?" "Good morning. Your submissive is here for the service", a familiar voice spoke. Before I could react he removed the goggles and black cloth from his face as I grimaced.

No! Just then another man came in. He grinned at me. “Let’s get started, but I’d go first.” He said rubbing his palm together and licking his lips. I began crying out loud. They came up to me. Just then a man came out of nowhere. Let’s just say he beat the crap out of them. I passed out.

Perfect. "Ready or not, here I come."

Then, the few men behind me started to laugh while one of them spoke to me in broken English, “Hey, I heard that merman like your body.” I was surprised. I quickly smacked away the hand placed on my butt and looked at the man in disdain. He had a strong build and tan skin. The muscles on his arm were large and solid. He also had a full coat of chest hair. In my eyes, he looked as repulsive as a gorilla. I stared at him in disgust before I said, “What did you say? I can’t understand your crappy English.”

"Yes! Harder! Fuck me harder, Jerry! Ohhh, it’s so deep! I can feel you hitting my heart! Yes! Like that! Ohhh, ohh, ohh!" I looked over my shoulder at Cameo. He was standing there, his hand on his own hard dick, watching us with wide, hungry eyes, as he stroked himself. "Watch this, Cameo," I grunted, increasing my pace until I was a blur of motion. "Watch how a real man is supposed to treat fine pussies."

"Oh god, yes! I'm so sorry. I just came in a rush because-" "Hey, no problem, come on in," the man advances to unlock the door and Samantha could thank the heavens for his luck. "Alexander didn't tell me you were coming or else I would've left the door open." "Oh, it's a surprise. He doesn't know I'm here either." The man laughs. "That's so romantic. Ah, I wish my wife would do that for me." Samantha giggles, entertaining the man while stepping inside. "It's nothing much, we do this all the time. Uh, where exactly is-"

My husband, Aiden Spencer, frowned, got up, and went to the balcony to smoke. I looked over. Against the backdrop of bright city lights, his tall and slender figure blended into the faint haze of smoke, exuding loneliness and desolation. Half an hour later, he walked back inside, forcing a smile that screamed of silent endurance. "This time, come with me to the company's family day event. Since I'm free this weekend, I'll take you to the mall to pick out a few outfits."

the voice replied, then hung up. The man turned toward Damon, his tone now louder. "It worked, they're coming." Damon’s expression remained cold but playful as the man added, "Can—can I go now?" he hesitated. "I'm a man of my word, bro," Damon said, his eyes still burning with fury even as a playful smirk played on his lips. "You're free to go." The man could hardly believe his ears. Without wasting another second, he dashed out of the warehouse and ran straight into the forest.

the macho man came over to me with a smirk. My eyes were fixed on Allyssa, she stared back, her eyes laced with a hint of worry. I turned to the man before me. "I'll beat you, I have to " "Bring it on, man" he removed his shirt, exposing tightened muscles, I swallowed, as the audience cheered. The atmosphere had changed from cool and quiet, to almost everyone banging a table, and shouting. I removed the black shirt I wore, my eyes on Lyssa, she averted her gaze, as Ren whispered in her ears.

Instinctively, I stepped backward, afraid he might try something inappropriate like before. This time, the man spoke first. "Don't be scared, miss. Can't we at least be friends?" "Sorry, I'm married." There was no way I was becoming friends with some creep, so I rejected him immediately. The man didn't seem discouraged at all. Instead, he slowly leaned closer and whispered into my ear, "I know where you live. I know where your husband works, too. You wouldn't want anything happening to him, right?"