Novel & Cerita Creepy Internet Stories

The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later. Elias hastily typed in the website information and quickly navigated to the story in question. The story was entitled "My Hot Teacher" and was about a young female teacher who got blackmailed into submission by one of her grade 12 students. The story described numerous sexual acts which were designed to punish and humiliate the teacher.

“Oh,Diane. You are being funny right now. C’mon we have the internet and people fuck everytime in the restroom in school, you can bribe your way into a private show.” I swallowed hard. She was not wrong. “I mean-“ “And I can also teach you, okay? Do not try and push me away because I am here to stay and fill up the pages of your diary with every nasty thing we do.” I bit my lips hard and licked them out, wetting them while using one of my hands to clutch on my left nipple. “I cannot w-wait.” “That sounds better. We would have orgy parties, get sex toys, eat each other pussies and do wild things in weird locations and-“

But at least it was steady. The zombie story in Ohio had died down, at least on the television news. It was still all over the internet, of course. The bodies had been spirited away to a hidden government research lab, but that didn’t stop the bloggers and conspiracy people from posting their opinions. The most popular explanation for the creatures seemed to be secret medical experiments gone awry. Other theories included a toxic waste spill, a terrorist attack, aliens from outer space, a plague of some kind, and even global warming, though Leesa failed to see how that might apply. Her favorite explanation came from a female blogger who wrote that the creatures were not really zombies, but i

Jake called out, his voice sounding muffled right against my wet skin, before he went right back to sucking me fast and hard. "Cool, hurry up you guys, break's almost over," the coworker said, his footsteps moving away until the door shut tight. The moment we were alone, I lost all control. The fear of getting caught mixed with the crazy pleasure pushed me right over the edge. "Fuck, Jake, I'm gonna cum—ahh!" I groaned loudly, bucking my hips as my release exploded right into his mouth. "Mmm, fuck yes, give it all to me, Jay," Jake hummed dirty, sucking hard through my release and swallowing every single drop until my knees went weak.

“IT’S JUST I HAD a different book in mind when ink spilled on this one, plus what’s left to do in a finished book?” They, of course, ignored me Completely probably deciding if I would not explain, they were just going to proceed. One of the three waved their hand above the inky darkness we were standing on, and instantly a book on a pedestal was in front of them on the floor. It showed off my title, ‘1001 Dark Tales’. I instantly held my breath, hoping they didn’t realize what that meant. But if they had, they said nothing. Instead, they just started flipping through the pages of the book, looking for which store to choose.

Ava had spent more nights than she’d ever admit with her fingers buried in her pussy, imagining him bending her over his desk and telling her what a good girl she was while he fucked her. But he would never look at her like that. Not the quiet, chubby girl who sat in the back and never spoke unless called on. Ava sighed and pulled her hand out of her leggings. She was too worked up to sleep and too lonely to do anything else. On a whim, she opened the app store and typed in something she’d seen mentioned in a late-night R8dd1t thread. VelvetChat. The description was simple: Anonymous. Discreet. Match based on desire.

I bet my entire life fund he knew me. “The American philanderer, sybarite, roue, himself. Mad Shanewood, the commoner.” “Uh, I see.” His grey eyes scrutinized me from head to toe. “You’re the guy who had sex with the girl and ended up trying to kill herself on the internet. Why are you Americans so obsessed with the Internet?”

He thrusts his fingers in and out slowly, making my orgasm build embarrassingly quick. Gavin thrusts a little faster, leaning over to whisper. "Do you like that babygirl?" I bite my lip and nod my head slowly. He smiles, and whispers. "Do you want to cum on my fingers babygirl? Let me taste you!" A soft moan escapes my lips and I close my eyes, nodding my head. He thrusts a little faster, pressing hard on my clit and my eyes fly open. Oh fuck. I'm going to cum, on the couch, watching a scary movie, with my brother's dad's fingers inside me. The worst part, I am loving everything he is making me feel right now.

“I don’t know. There wasn’t much time to see who was standing in the parking lot behind Alpha Elmwood. But I don’t remember them hanging around with his girlfriend. Those I can identify. So how many will actually see this on the internet? It’s not like many people just watch freaky videos.” “First, there are people who search for the definitive answer on many different supernatural creatures. We have already found this in the tabloids. It’s not far for this to get into mainstream news.” The alpha frowned at the screen. “This is bad. Both sides have injured, and that means there’s blood evidence.” “You caught that, did you? I’m trying to pull a few strings with the Taddle Creek Irregulars. Bu

She sat on her bedroom floor with her back against the door and her phone screen washing blue light across her face, typing search after search with fingers that still hadn't fully stopped trembling. Giant black wolves Blackwood Forest. People seeing monsters in the woods. Wolves that talk. Nothing. A decade-old forum thread about hikers going missing, half the replies mocking the other half for believing it. A handful of grainy videos exactly like the one she'd laughed at hours earlier, filed under conspiracy and urban legend and things sad people believe, comment sections full of crying-laughing emojis. Nothing that looked like what she'd seen. Nothing that explained a word, spoken low and