Fanfic Prompt Novels & Stories

CONTENT WARNING: Hotwife pimping fantasy unfolds – group use with anal focus, creampie overload, and husband cleanup humiliation; denial buildup, public-ish exposure, and submission kink. CHAPTER ONE "Who does this belong to? Who owns this, little girl?" He rubs her pussy in his hand. She's soaking wet, dripping. Her breathing is deep, a slight sigh with each breath. She moans softly with her eyes closed. She opens them and sees him inches from her pretty face.

“Going somewhere?” I exhaled sharply. “Open the damn door, Stacey.” She raised a brow. “Now, where’s the fun in that?” I took a step forward, but before I could snatch the key from her, she did something that made my patience snap. She reached into her lingerie and tucked the key between her breasts. I ran a hand down my face, forcing my anger down. “Really? You think this is funny?” She smiled, leaning against the sofa like she had all the time in the world. “Oh, I think it’s hilarious.”

I request, holding her hand. “You already make me feel comfortable, Jace. It’s just that my fantasies are pretty wild.” “Don’t worry, my fantasies are even wilder.” I wink at her, turning her cheeks red. “So tell me your fantasy.” As she asks, her eyes glint with curiosity. “My fantasy is to fuck you roughly in a public place.” As I reveal, she bites her lower lip. I can’t control and capture her lips in a rough kiss, grabbing her hair. We pull apart, panting.

"You know, you should really try what we talked about that day on the beach, you know, fantasize about Ron, even though we both know you'd never ever act on such depraved thoughts, but allow your mind to go there while you give yourself some relief from this constant temptation. It might be the only way you can keep yourself from crossing the line with Amy's boyfriend." Beth moved her face back down for another firm lick around Pam's needy pussy, ultimately stopping at her clit, where she sucked on the little nub while flicking her tongue over the concentration of nerves until she allowed it to escape from her suctioning lips with an audible pop. "I have a really fun, dirty idea. If you'll t

tears fresh, climax earth-shaking squirting grass-flood, milking his bellowed eruption deepest yet. Collapsed entwined, fantasies fully lived, Anita's virgin world shattered gloriously into wedded kink eternity, into wedded kink eternity. Garden dews settled heavier as Liam rolled her onto side, spooning close, cock nestling hot between thighs, but rest was tease. His hand snaked front, fingers circling clit lazily building anew while whispering, "Tell me another fantasy now." Anita shivered, voice breathy recounting rope suspension, candle wax. He grinned dark, carrying her indoors naked trail of fluids.

"All right, for the sake of our sanity... we’re going to abstain from drinking." Dane lifts her hand and raises her pinky finger. Is this bitch fucking serious? I laughed a little as I shook my head. “Daniella.” Was my only warning. “DO IT!” And there it is, the ever so classy pinky-promise. It makes me feel like a child again. Like the old times, this pinky finger holds our binding promise to each other. “Look at me.” "What?" Was my short answer. "I have a question for you."

Mandy cocks her eyebrows as the little cannibal bites my finger. "Ouch." "You better hurry up and eat her then because she'll leave teeth marks all over you."

“Even though it’s me from whom he asks for money to buy those gifts. So, yes, I won’t dip my finger in your personal affairs. I love love. Only love will save this world, not Superman, not the Avengers, only love. If you like Layla, I will even give you advice on how to pursue her.” “Give it to me.” “Give it to me,” Anika mimicked him. “Without an ounce of hesitation.” She chuckled. “Add her on F******k,” interact with her there,” she advised. “She’s a bit obsessed with F******k, I think. And don’t be surprised if you’ll find your pictures on her account, she’s been reading Internet articles about you.” You’re friends on F******k?” “Yes.” “We’re friends on F******k, she should know that so w

she teased, her voice filled with playful curiosity. Damian grinned down at her, his towering figure contrasting with her petite frame. "Well, Fi, just because you're tiny doesn't automatically make me a giant," he quipped, his tone lighthearted. Fiona laughed, her melodious voice ringing out in the bustling airport terminal. "Fair point," she conceded, her eyes dancing with mirth. "But seriously, you're like a whole foot taller than me! Did you secretly drink a potion that made you grow?"

I don't want to abuse Zayn's Money. We are done shopping and eating while we are walking out to the mall. My phone vibrates. Zayn: Waiting for you to come home. Take care. Me: We are done. I coming home. Did you eat? Zayn: Yes. I ate. Me: Good. I smiled into his text. He remembered me. "You guys bring your dresses tomorrow at the office and I will bring my makeup and other need for tomorrow. I will make you an angel so that the devil can't resist " Fiona said. She winked and laughed.