Crazy Stories Part 3 Novels & Stories

“Lorenzo,why don’t you go bald?That might make you less attractive to these women and don’t worry,I’ll still love you no matter how you look.” He signed.”C’mon,Fabby.I can’t believe you’re still bothered by what happened…” “Oh Damn.”She let out,interrupting him.”What if you can pull off the bald look?What if you’re still attractive even being bald?” “Stop stressing over that!Now,where would you like to go tomorrow.I have this cool place in mine,people say it’s amazing,we should go…” “And then what?Have all the women drooling over you?”She asked,angrily.

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Finally, having had his fill, he left with a look of smug satisfaction. I collapsed on the floor, shivering and barely clinging to consciousness. Jade walked in a moment later to tidy up the room. "How're you doing? Still holding up?" she asked. I lay sprawled on the floor, sweat dripping from my brow and soaking into the carpet. "I can't take it," I rasped. "How can anyone be that sick?" Jade crouched down without a word and wiped the tear tracks from my face with a towel. "Survive the first three," she said hoarsely, "and you'll stop feeling it."

Their partners, who had been holding out, had decided to leave, leading the formal process for Sutherland Group's bankruptcy liquidation to begin. Cassie, unable to endure the shock, suffered an abrupt cerebral hemorrhage and was admitted to the ICU. Zoe was at her wits' end, desperately pleading with anyone and everyone for a loan, but she was rejected everywhere she went; after all, nobody wanted to sink money into a company that was clearly about to fold. Jaiden chose this chaotic time to make his escape. He made off with the last of the valuable antiques and jewelry from the Sutherland residence, as well as all the wedding gifts received during the wedding ceremony, and vanished without

I rolled over and grabbed my journal from the floor. I told myself I was going to write about what happened today. About how Lane saw through me. About how it made me feel exposed, vulnerable, disgusting. But that’s not what came out. Instead, I wrote a story. A scene. A fantasy. I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I was already halfway through describing how he stood up from his chair in his office , walked right straight to me, and pinned me to the wall. His mouth found mine like he couldn’t hold back anymore. His hands undressed me with a quiet kind of urgency, as he plunges his dick into my pussy.

Old lady was still crazy. ***

Jace could feel the magic of the moment enveloping them. “Who wants to start our first campfire story?” Jace asked, his heart racing with excitement. “I will!” Mia volunteered, her voice bright. She began to weave a tale about a brave knight who ventured into a dark forest, guided only by the whispers of ancient spirits. The group listened intently, captivated by her imaginative storytelling. As the night wore on, each friend took turns sharing stories—some thrilling, some funny, and some filled with lessons learned. Jace felt a sense of belonging as they laughed and shared their dreams under the vast expanse of stars.

I just wanted to share my cruising experience I had last night, as I don't have anyone I can talk to about this kind of stuff. Ok so I pulled up to my favorite cruising spot (a park with a walking trail) around 8:15pm last night. I parked, opened my door and started jacking off (hoping to get caught in a good way 😈). A car pulls up beside me, and a guy walks up to me with no pants on jacking off!!! 🥴 I get on my knees, but he tells me that he was looking to f*ck not get sucked 😭 (I don't do anal yet). He then walks to the 2 cars that are parked close to me, and a few minutes later I hear "aww f*ck" and loud moaning (it was dark and I didn't have my glasses). Curious and horny, I got out o

This is dangerous. It’s making me want to give him another baby. And then another. And t— Luckily, Cassie starts telling the story about what happened earlier and it pulls me out of my naughty, dangerous thoughts. "So, we were outside, at the same park we always take Ash to," Cassie starts, with a chocolate mustache because of her ice cream. And her pretty lip still swollen, "When I feel someone with terrible energy approaching me. I turned around just in time to see that crazy witch lifting a hand and grabbing my hair like this…”

The brown-haired boy stopped looking at the sky and turned his head towards the red-haired girl, who was expectant of his story. "I know it sounds crazy, I didn't believe that place existed either, but after seeing how they all tried to escape and that only the three of us managed to do it, I can't doubt it. We have found similarities with the story in a reality that show it's not just a crazy fantasy."