Ed Stories Novels & Stories

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In stories. In the quiet revolution of truth.

Alex stood hauling me up by my arms then he bent me over the edge of the pool. My boobs were pressed against the cold tiles of the pool. Lifting my ass up, he slammed into me from behind, his delicious dick filling my pussy in one thrust. I screamed, my pussy gripping him tight as he pounded me. His balls slapping my clit with each thrust. Kai climbed out of the pool, kneeling on the edge in front of me, and shoved his dick back into my mouth. I sucked greedily, my drool dripping down my chin, mixing with the pool water.

“Cum in Mommy’s mouth.” By the time we collapsed in a heap, hours had passed. I had lost count of my orgasms. My body was covered in sweat, cum, and pussy juice. Jake’s cock was still twitching, and Sarah’s eyes sparkled with promise of even more. We weren’t done. Not even close.

I panicked, Jax slipping out the window like a ghost. Body aching, pussy throbbing, I dressed slow, cum still inside. Downstairs, his eyes met mine over coffee promise of more anytime. The weekend? Far from over.

The story of the cursed wolf was this. The story of the Alpha was this. The story of the manor was this. The story of the garden was this. The story of the flowers was this. The story of tragedy was this. The story of return was this. The story of rest was this. The story of breath was this. The story of recognition was this. The story of dissolution was this. The story of the reader reading this was this. All stories are this. Appearing as story. All non-stories are this.

He never told me what had happened when he spent the night; just that he would never set foot in that building again. I questioned him about what he had seen and experienced but he only gave vague explanations and mutterings. My disbelief of ghosts and haunted houses seemed reasonable to me since he wouldn’t offer any details of what had happened. It seemed that every time we got together after that, our conversations always seemed to gravitate back to that night. You couldn’t enjoy a meal or a few beers without his mumblings and warnings always popping up; just like the mysterious ghosts. I’d end up asking him to tell me what happened and we’d end up arguing because he wouldn’t give the det

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

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