Evil Clown Stories Novels & Stories

“I don’t need a visual of you shaking your dick in some poor girl’s face.” He laughs. “You should try it.” “No way would he do it,” Quinton says from the chair, his attention focused on the hockey game. “More like no way would you do it,” I shoot back, giving him a pointed look. “Hey, the ladies like their dark men thick,” he says, rubbing his hand over his not-that-thick belly. “Trust me, I don’t need to dance at bachelorette parties to get the goods.” “You’re both pathetic,” I say. “I would have thought that our days of university were behind"

"God, Daniel, I want you so bad." A dark, satisfied smirk spread across his face, one that made my stomach do a complete flip. He didn't move away. Instead, he reached down, his large, warm hand sliding right under the hem of my denim skirt. I gasped as his fingers found exactly what they were looking for. Since I wasn't wearing any panties, there was no barrier. He slid two fingers deep into my soaking wet pussy, moving them in a slow, agonizing circle that made my knees buckle. I leaned my forehead against his chest, whimpering as he pulled his hand back out. He brought his glistening fingers right up to his own mouth, his eyes never leaving mine as he licked my pussy juice off them .

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

I was petrified beyond anything, and couldn’t even manage to speak. “Your petty powers work on a human, princess. And I am not human…. Do you know who I am? The creature laughed with a mad cackle, drying the blood in my veins, as I turned pale. “Ellie….I am your doom!” It extended his bony arm to grab me, and I screamed….

… I love fucking Eva in every hole, but nothing turns me on more than slipping deep inside her sweet, dirty mind. The first time we came up here, we were just an ordinary couple getting away for the weekend. Until, as we sat by the fire with a bottle of good wine, Eva told me about the man inside her head. How he whispered depraved things that made her blush—and masturbate. He took videos of her playing with herself and showed it to his friends while she had to sit and listen to their rude comments. He put her to work as his special assistant, whose duties involved catering to the needs of wealthy clients. Sometimes he’d make her fellate them during meetings, their cocks protruding from thei

Still humming with it. And maybe—just maybe—I’d bring cream puffs so full they burst at the seams instead of those neat perfectly square little lemon bars. It had been almost a year since I’d actually been fucked—and let’s be honest, whatever Adam and I did barely qualified. Especially after what I’d seen here. Compared to the things I’d watched in this club, he may as well have been reading me a bedtime story. And tonight? I wasn’t in the mood for fairy tales. Maybe it was time to admit I wanted more.

Sheila’s cries were muffled between pussy and tongue, her body quivering as Eva pushed her over the edge with both tongue and fingers. Juices spilled, wet, messy, dripping. Eva groaned against Sheila’s cunt, lapping every drop as if she owned it. Chloe came next, grinding her face ruthlessly, screaming out as she released against Sheila’s mouth. And when they thought it was over, Eva reached for the dildo. She slid it into Sheila, slow at first, then deeper, faster, fucking her mercilessly as Chloe rode her face. Sheila’s entire body shook, trembling violently, juices spilling onto the couch as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body.