Eret Face Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC GANG BANG SCENES, PUBLIC SEX, DEGRADATION, MULTIPLE PARTNERS, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "MELANDA'S POV" My name is Melanda, and I was twenty-one years old when I made the stupidest, hottest decision of my life.

But looking at her overall features, you could tell she was going to be a woman who would make a lot of guys go crazy. Ernesta was totally stoked about it. Using her own face would make it way easier to get used to things than having a totally different one. After washing her hands and fixing a few strands of hair, Ernesta pushed open the restroom door. She had no idea that some drama was waiting for her outside. “Who's this? Oh, it's the little girl from the ghetto.” “With a face like that, she must have been messed around with by all the older guys in the ghetto.”

Everette had no time for those things. I scrolled to his home and saw his screensaver. It was a picture of a woman showing her backside. Her face was not showing, but she seemed beautiful with her curly hair. Her hands were holding something. Might be the hand of Everette but the man was not shown in the picture. She might be his lover. Who could this woman be? His first love? It was definitely not me. She was petite while I was plus size. And Secretary Levi said Everette had no woman but what about this? Some men were indeed liars. It was right that I never trusted him.

Erick grunted at his men, She looked at him and started pleading with him, "Please don't hurt them." Erick took a step forward and aimed his scary and dominant eyes directly at Juliette. A sneer appeared on his face immediately. He had jet-black hair and now that he had removed the mask over his face, that scar on his face was clearly visible giving him a look of a deadly mafia don. Juliette trembled as her heart jerked by looking at him from a very short distance. As he got closer, Juliette couldn't help but stare up at him with fear crawling into her heart. She took a few trembling steps backward until she bumped into the car's surface.

“This tight little virgin pussy has always been waiting for you. I touch myself thinking about you every night. I even sent you a picture last night… me on my bed, legs spread wide, fingers buried deep in my dripping cunt, moaning your name. Did you look at it, Daddy?” The word slipped out, filthy and needy. His cock jerked visibly in his jeans. A dark hunger flashed across his face before he shut it down. “Delete that picture and go home, little girl,” he snarled, but his voice was rougher now, strained. “Before I do something we’ll both regret.”

My heart almost came into my throat when his lips touched my palm. Why the heck am I burning? His eyes slightly widened and he immediately pulled away. I retreated my hands and looked at him, confused. Something is up with him. He looks utterly disturbed. "Are you....okay?" I asked and his eyes suddenly sparked. He immediately stood straight and scratched his neck. "Of course, nothing can go wrong with me." He said and I raised my brows at him. He is back. "By the way.." He said and looked at me from head to toe. Until his eyes halted on my chest. My eyes widened and heat rushed up to my cheeks. "Pervert," I said and landed a slight smack across his face making his face turn to the left.

The friction was too much. "That's it, Enid. You can let go. Come for me," he commanded, his eyes looking up at me as he worked. "Show me what a good girl you can be and cum all over my fucking face. I want my beard and mustache wet with your sweet nectar."

“Make that counterfeit get a facelift.” Eric felt disgusted when he saw someone with similar features do nasty things. “If he doesn’t want plastic surgery, disfigure him. He can choose one.” Eric’s voice was extremely indifferent. Eric did not want to see that counterfeit ever again. Mitchell paused and nodded. “Understood.” ......

I added and his lips spread across his face. "Now that's the Keerah I know," he said in his naturally husky voice. I looked at him, and his face looked so handsome even though his facial hair were looking a little bit too full, but it didn't do anything to diminish his facial beauty. I found myself always staring for a longer time than intended. Eric also stared back at me with a smile and then he said something that caused my cheeks to feel flushed. "I love the way you always stare at me Keerah," Eric said with a mysterious glint in his eyes.