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She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

Sigh. Have you ever felt that you have to go but cannot make that first step? That is how I feel today. Cassy and Caleb’s story has ended, yet I feel sad at the thought of saying goodbye. I started this story December 2023, and since then, it has brought me so many firsts: * First book with more than 200 chapters, * First book with 200k+ words, * First book with a banner promotion, * First book with highest reads at 70.2k to date, and

Luka's question pulled me back from the edge of thoughts. "Right," I replied. "Anyone who weaves tales with words and imagination is a storyteller." Ivik's gaze flickered at mine, before gesturing to the pile of stories that lay scattered on the carpeted floor. "Let's pick a book then." "Is your service expensive?" Luka asked, and my eyes widened in embarrassment. But Ivik's laugh was warm at the innocent question. "Why do you ask, little man?" "Because I have three books for you to read," Luka explained, his fingers tracing the spines of his treasured stories. "So if one story costs fifty dollars, I'll just pick one book. Mom shouldn't pay too much."

"I know, that's because my wife is a Bakunawa, and that's the only way to stop her from being too mute and staring like a zombie." "Okay…. I don't stare like a zombie. What's Bakunawa? Is it perhaps a god or something." "I'll tell you a story to keep you company," he said and picked up a book from the table before climbing up the bed and tapping a space beside him for her to sit. They were now cuddled together on the bed, before he flipped the pages of the book open and began reading out a story for her. Title of the story: THE SEVEN MOONS

Since White had a coupon, we could go for 2 hours, but were we really gonna sing for that long? I can see why this kind of place would be fun with students but I think it'd be better if there were more people. It's kind of weird with just the two of us. "Do you wanna order something some food or a drink?" White asked as he looked through this weird book that had a list of songs. "Can you do that here?" I replied. "Here." He handed me a menu. "You can use that telecom over there on the wall to call somebody to make an order."

I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

and I showed him the book I am holding. “Is that your story, right?” Syrel asked and she gets the book away from me. “What the heck. There is nothing inside” she reacted when she saw the content of the book. “It’s just a sample handbound of my story. Besides, where are calculating how we can put all of it in just one book. Look at it, it’s thick because it has 500+ pages” I explained to her. “So don’t expect that it has contents now because it’s just a sample” I added.

and trying to close her legs. But I didn’t stop. I pushed her panties aside and slid one finger along her slick folds, finding her clit and rubbing it in slow, gentle circles. She gasped, her book dropping to the floor with a soft thud. I kept going, teasing her until her hips started twitching. Then I eased one finger inside her tight, dripping pussy, curling it just right while my thumb kept working her clit.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

They told mе tо keep mу mouth shut and not tо say аnуthing tо you аbоut it. I wаѕ еxhаuѕtеd аnd mу hеаd wаѕ swimming аgаin and I guеѕѕ that's whеn thеу called уоu.' She said, and I was instantly turned on by her story. Fuck.