Fanfic Prompt Mga Nobela at Kwento

I dipped one finger in, slow, circling my entrance, gathering the wetness. Steve’s tongue, God, his tongue. Flat and relentless, lapping from bottom to top, flicking my clit until my hips bucked. I mimicked it now, sliding my finger up to that sensitive nub, rubbing in slow, firm circles. Pleasure sparked, low and building, my breath hitching. Josh entered the fantasy then. Tall, scarred, his big hands cupping my breasts, thumbs rolling my nipples until they peaked hard. I used my free hand to push my blouse open, bra unclasped with a quick flick.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

“Jesus, Sunflower, you are and will always be the most beautiful woman in the world. You’re so strong. I am in awe of you. There will never be a time that I don't want you.” “But what if… Fang, what if I never want sex again? What if I can't? What if I freak out when you try to touch me? I can't ask you to live like that.” “Gypsy, none of us know the future. All I know is that I want you in mine. If it takes you six months or six years, I don't care. I will be here waiting for you if and when you are ready.” “Fang, you can’t mean that. It’s not fair on you.”

Now stop all the fake love and care," I exclaimed. Lucian looked slightly shocked at my sudden outburst. "Fake? This is not fake Gabriella. I truly love and care for you."

No one was here except the rustling trees surrounding us, the open sky above us, and the wind swaying my unbound hair. “Alright,” I grinned. Not wasting a second as I pushed my hips against him again. “You asked for it.” He growled, the hand on my breasts sliding under my skirt and tracing me over the delicate underwear he gifted me yesterday. Cyrus grinned, pushing two of his fingertips under the lace. He slid them through the wetness pooled there, the evidence of my raw desire. “Dirty Fiona,” he whispered, dipping his entire fingers inside. “How many times have you dreamt of me touching you like this?”

Story 13 The Shared Fantasy Sophia Pov The hotel suite was luxurious and dimly lit. Soft music played in the background. I stood between Elena and Marcus, wearing only a short silk robe that barely reached the top of my thighs. Elena was in a matching robe, her curves soft and inviting. Marcus wore just black boxer briefs, his muscular body already showing clear interest. We had been building toward this night for weeks — flirting, teasing, sharing fantasies over drinks. Tonight we made it real with a game we called **The Shared Fantasy**.

Because Marie had to leave at that time, and in order to conclude their talk and her beautiful bond with Jean, Marie requested, “Jean, promise me that when we both grow up and get a job, we will meet each other. Promise me that you will stay in touch with me; you have my email and my phone number as well. Promise me that you will keep our friendship a secret, and you will not let any other girl become your best friend.” With a very heavy voice and a little positivity in her mind with the hope of meeting her first love again in life after a couple of years, Jean replied, “Pinky Promise!”

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Seated on my bed, I open the email again. Earlier, I’d only read the introduction where Victor said I got the part. As I read the rest of the email, I learn my modelling partner’s name as well as the full list of poses for the shoot. I scan down list of poses. All of them are sexy, but the last one is the naughtiest of all. My face is on fire as I read it – Sitting on bed, Fiona between Mark’s legs. Mark’s lips against Fiona’s neck, Mark’s right hand on Fiona’s breast, his left hand sliding into her panties.

This unexpected encounter had awakened a side of him that he never knew existed, fueling his darkest fantasies and leaving him yearning for more. Aiden observed the scene before him, captivated by the sight of the beautiful woman getting fucked by the two brothers. His imagination sparked, and he found himself drawn into the fantasy, yearning to be the one pleasuring her. He envisioned himself intimately entwined with her, his desire intensifying as he imagined his own hands caressing her delicate features, exploring her tender lips, and savoring her. He wished it was his cock that fucking her little mouth, tight pussy and asshole.