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* Submissions poured in: a woman detailing her first anal in a club bathroom, the burn and fullness making Zelda's untouched ass clench in curiosity; a guy confessing to jerking off in the car to a similar tale, cumming so hard he stained the seat; couples sharing how they'd role-played it, her riding him reverse while reading aloud, both shattering together. The energy built, electric and communal, Zelda's fingers flying faster, dipping into her cum-filled pussy, then up to circle her clit. The blend of their essences coated her hand, slick and filthy, the scent rising fresh as she chased release. *Fuck, if he walked back in now...* The fantasy merged with the comments, one reader painting

Updates for this series will be twice or thrice a week, with a full upload of a story, not chapter-by-chapter updates, depending on my school schedules. What fantasy do you have? Comment on it, and you might be lucky enough to get your story chosen.

Only, they had woken up in the exact position they were in… with the monster still before them. A/N: Hi guys, I am back. And we have three more chapters for the week to go, yay! I just wanted to shine some light on my F* group, Rara's Ebooks for those on F******k who are interested. I'll be really glad if you join as that'll be a means to interact with one another and share your thoughts with me on WAST. On another note, I opened a space for character art in the reviews below, but they're also available in the fanart chapter as well.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Since deciding not to continue reading that troublesome story, Aiden never opened the app again and even forgot to find out the author's name. A man in his late 30's with slightly unkempt long hair, eyes that look like they haven't slept for a long time, a thin and sharp beard, and a distended stomach. Such is Aiden's description of the perverted author named Mr Banana. He opened the comments column and read one by one the messages from the audience of his works which amounted to tens of thousands of messages. The average comments contain their desire to be in the position of a female character who can enjoy the beauty of one night's love with the male main character, Aiden Supernova the fem

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Hi there lovely readers! Here's a list of my other works you can probably find on certain apps/sites. -*-*-*- 1) Incubus' Blood Harem [male oriented book | W E B N O V E L] 2) Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess - Completed. [W E B N O V E L | C H E R E A D S] 3) Sex Delicacies [M O B O R E A D E R] 4) His Wife Is My Lover - Volume one, completed.

Her pussy glistened with arousal, lips puffy and twitching, clit already begging. She whimpered. Then something touched her. A warm enchanted tendril ran along the folds of her cunt. Not rough nor gentle but curious. “So wet already,” he murmured. “You’re aching to be used. Do you fantasize about being forced, little acolyte? Being taken on the altar while your sisters pray above?” “Stop it—gods, stop—” Another tendril flicked her clit. She jerked violently. Her mouth opened in a moan before she could stop it.

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