Creepy Texting Stories Novels & Stories

She screamed, turning to look at my friends as they surrounded us, clearly mesmerized by the sight in front of them. A few minutes later,I was spewing my cum into her asshole and all over her boobs. “It's fucking hot.” Mason whispered. “Do you think we could join in next time?” Tyler asked and surprisingly, Cynthia bit her bottom lip and locked gazes with me, sealing our adventure.

With Emily here, maybe I could finally confide in someone. “I’ve got something to tell you,” I said, unlocking my phone. “What is it?” she asked, her curiosity piqued. “Hm, lately I’ve been receiving strange texts,” I began, scrolling to the newest notification. "Strange texts?" she asked, her tone serious now. "You know what? Let me show you," I said, opening the message. But the content froze me in place. The phone slipped from my fingers, clattering onto the floor. My breath hitched as tears blurred my vision.

Want you in my mouth too, Ughm-I feel sticky in between my legs. Sext Buddy: [Baby, you’re wet…I did that to you?] “Mhmm..” Alicia hummed to herself, squeezing her legs shut, her head thrown back and she grabbed a pillow, pushing it in between her legs. “Lord…” she sighed, imagining unholy things and she knew she was blushing, she wanted so much, just a lot. Since she started texting him, she’s found it hard to text other guys who constantly ask for her number or her snap. She’d ignore them, preferring to only text the one guy she has never met and she knew it was bad to fully communicate with just one guy every single day because at the end of the day, when he doesn’t text her again, she’d

I pulled out my phone and texted him quickly: “I’m here. Where are you?” His reply came fast: “I’m watching you right now. Find the room I tell you to go to.” I typed back, fingers flying: “This is creepy as hell. Are you a serial killer or something?” He sent a laughing emoji. “No, not at all. Just trying to make it sexy. Spice things up a little. Trust me, you’ll like it.” I swallowed hard. “Okay… fine.” I typed back. He told me to go to the room at the end of the short hallway on the left. I walked slowly, my heels clicking on the floor. When I pushed the door open, my mouth fell open.

I don’t hate old men but I hate creepy ones, sexting and asking for nudes and stuff. “Nah far from that. Btw like I said I’ve got something for you.” He didn’t even let me reply back before he sent another text. “Let’s play a game, it will be fun.’ This particular text caught me off guard. My finger froze on the screen. If it was before now or any other normal day I wouldn’t read meaning into it. My brain starts reverberating the buzzes about a certain online game that’s now on trends. The game is said to be very horrible and deadly. It's claiming the lives of many people in numbers yet people are still engaging in the game. But the mysterious part of it is that there’s no record of reductio

Their chatting was stopped because all of us suddenly received a text message from an unknown number. "If I die, please be happy. I don't want to see anyone cry or be sad. And I want everyone to smile at my funeral or at my grave. I don't want anyone to cry, I want to see all of you smiling in front of my coffin." What Casey read in the text was that they had received all of them. Were staring at each other because what they received was the same message as what Casey read. They all had astonishment on their faces because they didn’t know who was texting this message. While Jasper and Nicole looked at each other because they knew who that text was from.

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.

But she was already reading it out. 2Tall2Bottom: U into anonymous gloryholes? I host (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠) I peeked through my fingers. "Why are they all talking like GTA strip club NPCs?!" She was crying with laughter. "Mate, this is normal for hookup sites. Here see, this one straight up sent, Wyd with a dick pic attached. At least he's got humor. “Let me put my dick in dat booty." She snickered at the play of words of my username.

TeacherPet: last night TeacherPet: after you texted me back Me: Oh? TeacherPet: ya, I was feeling anxious until then TeacherPet: then I could relax Me: What did you think about? TeacherPet: About today.. telling you about my orgasms TeacherPet: and you getting turned on Me: Is it like you imagined? TeacherPet: kinda TeacherPet: except in my fantasy we ended up meeting up Me: ah… TeacherPet: wouldn't that be fun? Me: yeah TeacherPet: hmm

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡