Fanfic Prompt Mga Nobela at Kwento

Fiona’s cheeks and ears were red giving her imagination of what might have happened inside. Author’s note : Hello cuties, Please share your thoughts in comment section and wait for the updates Love you all......

My eyes darted to the caption to make sense of it, “Tucker has signed the divorce papers. Now, I have him to myself, the way it was always meant to be. Can’t wait to see you at the ball Sabrina.” I almost laughed at the winky kiss emoji she had sent at the end. Fiona, she had decided to share a picture of Tucker and her on a date. “Miss Sabrina, you have to look at this,” a voice called out, drawing my attention from the picture I was staring at. I shook my head as I looked in the direction, my eyes widening at the sight of the chandelier hanging an inch lower than it should.

I kept going, edging myself stupid, the dildo stretching me wide with every thrust until my legs shook and my toes curled, but I pulled back just before I could cum, whimpering like a denied whore. I knew deep down it was likely we’d never actually meet, but fuck, that made it hotter, the fantasy of him watching me fall apart like this. Energized and still dripping down my thighs, I checked my notifications, scrolling fast, and there it was: the announcement for that masked dark romance author meet-up happening the same in 30 minutes right in the city. R. Kane confirmed to appear. My pussy clenched hard around nothing just reading it. “Holy shit, what am I doing!” I muttered to myself, a wil

Exhibitionism. Shane was indulging another fantasy of hers. He was also fingering her asshole. "If we could make contact with the faerie community (unh) then we might (unh) be able to find out which colony might (unh) be missing someone. If they (unh) have to keep the faeries alive so the blood (unh) is fresh for mixing and (unh) faeries are hard to keep trapped, then it could help narrow our (unh) field of . . . UNH!"

A droplet quivered on the puckered peak of her nipple. “What are you thinking about while you do that?” At the sound of her voice, Fann gasped and sat up, his hand still wrapped around his member but no longer moving. She was standing between his legs with her eyes on his crotch. How had he allowed himself to be so distracted? “You will not answer me?” “You.” She scowled at his answer. “Do not tell me what you think I want to hear, Fann. Tell me the truth.” “That is the truth. I was imagining that stream a little deeper and you walking in it with no clothing. At the moment you spoke I was watching a drop of water clinging to the tip of your nipple and thinking I would lick it off.”

I brought my shy gaze to meet his, and the desire in the pool of his eyes knocked me off balance once more for a few minutes; then I whispered, "What?" He shook his head, his eyes darkening for a second. "Dirty things Fiona" "Like what?" I urged timidly "Like stripping you down," My breath caught. "What else?" "sucking every inch of your skin" "And?" My voice was barely a whisper "Burying my face inside your juices, " He closed his eyes for a moment before adding, "fuck Fiona" I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, mentally preparing myself for the words that were about to leave my lips. "What if I ask you to do it regardless?"

Finishing the job. ****😑****

“I mean… no offense but you can’t like me, alright? I will only break your fragile heart.” Fiona held the tea in front of her. Smiling, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the aroma of jasmine tea— her favorite. Candy had been teasing her about her sexuality since she refused to sleep with one of her friends. Of course, she didn’t mind. “I have standards.” “Oh? Is it the typical tall, dark and handsome?”

I just want to make the both of them happy, after all there both pass through. I have to get close to Fiona and take her out to make her husband jealous and for him to explode

“Damn, Iris, you’re making me think about it now. We’ve been friends forever, but hearing you talk like that… it’s turning me on. Like, really turning me on.” She paused, her eyes flicking down to my chest, where my nipples were probably poking through my tank top. “What if we… experimented? Just us. I mean, who knows me better than you?” My mind raced, excitement bubbling up mixed with a dirty thrill. She’s serious. Holy shit, Faye wants to touch me. I want her to. I nodded slowly, my hand reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, my fingers lingering on her neck.