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“Do you want to see the new articles?” “Yes. I want to see their feedback.” I immediately receive the tablet and start reading. My eyes widen as I read an article about Chloe and her past and them digging through her and along with that I saw a video of Chloe going out her house looking stress with Luke on her side asking the reporters to back off.

I nod, looking up at him. "Good girl." That makes shivers run down my spine. "Now, open it and read out the first line." I slowly open the book, my cheeks burning from embarrassment. How can he make me read this out to him? "Go on." He urges, his voice firm and his face rigid. I swallow before opening my mouth to speak. "Dear diary, I want professor Ivan to make me choke on his cock." The words leave my lips and my stomach churns, and then he chuckles, his hands moving to his belt.

I swallowed before I spoke in one breathe, “FIRE CRACKER” The end.

And I wanted his dick buried so deep inside of me, I wouldn’t know where I ended and he began. Sighing, I made my way to Cracker, who was the only one with a bottle of water instead of a beer. She was sitting in a little reading nookie that she’d claimed as her own, where Steel, who was at the bar with Bunny and Knives, could still keep an eye on her. The second I approached her, she looked up from her book, and a wide smile crept across her lips. “Hi,” she greeted me and put the book down. “How are you doing?”

Even though I had received enough cock, reading this stirred my inner whore. The sound of the door creaking open made me gulp down the invisible lump in my throat as I closed the book and shove it aside. Christian I watched him strode in with a smile and with a bag of snacks in his hands. My eyes sparkled immediately as I sat up. “Wow, that’s a lot. Are all of these for me?” I asked as I rose to grab everything. He chuckled softly. “Not just you, Sarah. It’s for all of us. Have you forgotten we normally have a family hangout every Friday night?” He asked, and my words stuck in my throat.

She was in such a state when she noticed a seemingly bond paper stuck to the next book. For some inexplicable reason, her chest suddenly throbbed with a seemingly small voice urging her to pick up the paper and read. So that’s what she did. Maybe it's just a simple exam paper. But she felt differently when she unfolded the paper and was exposed to familiar and very beautiful handwriting that seemed to be computerized because of its perfection. Jenny's whole body went cold and even with resistance inside her, she started reading the letter that Jason had made for her best friend Ara.

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"Nevermind that, Jus. Let's continue. I was told that only Telekinetic Krysts can read such blank book. Have you found any?" Jucel nodded at once. "I do." She opened the book and flipped through its blank pages. "At first you will see it blank." Then she flipped her two fingers on her left hand up to the air and swiped it across the pages. The wind began to pick up and the pages glowed. After a while, it died down and the pages were filled with runes and texts.

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♡

“Cricket, you were telling me about your hacker friend. This guy trustworthy?” “He’s a Dog,” she said. “Who cares if the guy fucks around, is he any good?” Clutch asked. “She means he’s with the Dogs of Fire, dickhead,” I said. “I swear to God, it’s not too late to pull the plug on you. I can get Doc Gardner back in here and make him do it. He likes me.” “Booker is the best,” Cricket said, ignoring Clutch. “I can call him now, if you like. What do you want to know?”