Crack Novels & Stories

Jake's door was ajar—just a crack, but enough moonlight spilled out to illuminate the scene. He was sprawled on his bed, joggers shoved down to his knees, one massive fist pumping his cock. Fuck. It was even bigger than I'd fantasised: nine inches easy, thick as my wrist, veins bulging along the shaft like ropes. The head was swollen purple, leaking precum in shiny beads that he smeared down with his thumb. His other hand clutched his phone, screen glowing with my latest I*******m pic—the one in that tiny bikini at Brighton, arse arched perfectly, tits spilling out the sides. "Delilah... fuck, sis, look at that tight little arse," he muttered, voice hoarse. Hi

A thin crack remained. I leaned in. He stood in front of the toilet, jeans already unbuttoned, then pulled his cock out with one hand. It was thick. Heavy. Half-hard already, darker than the rest of him, with a heavy vein running along the underside. My mouth went dry. My pussy clenched so hard I almost made a sound. I stared, completely frozen, watching him stroke it once, twice— Then he turned his head. His dark eyes locked directly onto mine through the crack.

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"Women will never want me!" A very fat JoJo lay by the side, to entire to raise his head and look at Alex, he just wagged his tail and let it drop. Alex shoved another spoonful of ice cream in his mouth, wincing at the ice cream came in contact with the sensitive part of his teeth, he swallowed quickly. "Fuck my teeth!" He cursed angrily. "Not only am I single, but Ross has chosen to send me to the commentary section again." "Want to know one annoying fact JoJo?" Not getting any reaction he continued. "I am not just tired of this life, I am also tired of masturbating! I have beaten my meat more times than I pee in a day!" He shouted eyes closed tight.

He’ll be done soon enough. It takes a little longer this time than normal because Jeff still has alcohol in his system. His dick is small anyway, but when he is drunk or hungover, it is only about three inches long and spongy, so it takes a lot longer for him to climax. Finally, after about ten minutes, he grunts a few times, and I feel his seed spill inside of me. He rolls off of me and grabs a bottle of headache medicine off of the nightstand as he stumbles to the bathroom to shower and get ready for work.

That made me even more livid. “Woah there Kain! Chill out man. I was just calling to see how its going, no need to bite my head off” “Fuck you dipshit! I’m stuck here because of you.” I hissed out, angry as all hell “Hey! I’m not the one who told you to go to Majorca for a fucking week” he paused and I heard him chuckle “And to suck at rock, paper, scissors I pinched the bridge of my nose and spoke in clipped tones “Just fuck off and go get wasted or something and leave me alone before I decide to drive down to that goddamn club and rip your head off”

she moans as she touches skin to skin with me. I can feel her clit rubbing against the vibrating ring as she moves her hips. She starts off slow and gradually picks up speed before she's riding me hard and fast. "Mollie," I moan as I come instantly but unable to soften with the rings pulsating and constricting my erection.

Crack. The sound echoed like a gunshot in the closed room. Elena's body jerked forward, head snapping down as the sting bloomed across her skin, a broken, breathless cry tearing from her throat. "Ah… fuck!" Her voice was raw, trembling, but there was no fear in it… only shock, and the first spark of something darker, something hungrier. Her fingers dug into the edge of the table, toes curling hard against the floorboards. I watched the red bloom across her skin, a perfect stripe that marked her as mine, and felt a surge of possessive satisfaction. The visual proof of what we were creating together sent heat flooding through my veins.

Then it sounded again, “Hmph…G…Get away…Arghh..Nghh…!” And that’s it! Nathan’s mind blew up.. “Evans!!!”

“What’s the rule?” “Beg for it.” I whimpered, eyes rolling back. “Please, Daddy. Harder. Ruin me. Break me. I want it deep - make me cry - fuck me like your dirty little whore.” He growled deep in his chest like a fucking animal. And then he snapped. He pulled me back by the leash, slammed into me with everything he had, his balls slapping against me, his cock hitting that deep, devastating spot again and again. I screamed.