Fantastic Fiction Romane & Geschichten

Emma said, walking deep into the living room. "Thanks." She walked to a set of shelves on the far side of the room, running her fingers over the spines of his books. A lot of them were classics, novels by Dickens, Voltaire, Dumas, Melville, and Hemingway. She smiled when her fingers ran over the spine of not one, but three copies of Mitchell's Gone with the Wind. There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others.

I was once again forced to speak to the man who broke my heart into a million pieces… I stopped writing and frowned at my words. I shook my head and deleted it. I don’t want to write yet another post about Brian. I thought about something Joseph had said on the first day of class and I started to grow inspired. Trying again I wrote: What is fiction? What defines fiction? Does it count as fiction if you’ve never seen something? Just because you’ve never seen a unicorn, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. It just means you’ve never seen it. The idea that there could be otherworldly creatures living amongst us is crazy to me because it’s always seemed like such fiction. But as I grow older, and I ex

One triplet tells Nathan. Frederick gets to his feet, not allowing him to continue. “Your Majesty. Wolves are amazing creatures and are very strong. They will have their place in this fight. But Millicent is magically powerful. I’m not even sure. With all the power in this room, we can defeat her.” “Why are you not sure? You’re a seerer, aren’t you?” Nathan asked him curiously. I hear someone sucking in a breath. I assume it’s Anabelle who quickly leaves the room. Merida and Ellie go after her.

From when I had taken Lord Fenrik’s cock into my mouth. “Goddess!” I screamed, as I fully remembered what had occurred under the blistering moonlight. My hand fiercely on my face as I writhed not in shame, but in a wicked delight. A part of me loved it. It had been a long time since anyone had made me explode with an intense oragsm, not even Derek came close. “Maera!” He called this time, his voice ejecting me out of my fantasy. I turned my head reluctantly to his direction, eyes questionable as to why he was pestering my peace.

I almost laughed, but I bit it back, Instead, I leaned even closer, my lips nearly brushing the screen. "But Father, it's so hard. These fantasies... they get worse every time. I dream about him pinning me down, fucking me hard and wild, his dick slamming into my womb, like he can't control himself. I want him to grab my throat, to slap my ass while he pounds into me from behind. I wake up wet, my pussy throbbing, and I have to finger myself just to get through the day, but the thought of wanting him even while fingering myself is something I don't know how to explain"

I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library. Libraries were meant for smart people, brilliant people who were trying to embrace their full academic potential and become the next big person in history. Not for people who wanted the thrill of testing their ability to make out in silence and distracting the rest of the clearly sensible people. “Do you two mind? Some of us actually come here for important busin—” I stop halfway in my whispered complaint when my eyes landed on the boys huge veiny dick grabbed tightly in the brunettes fist. His hand was underneath h

And beneath her name, in smaller letters: …Book of Forbidden Desires… My hands froze. I should have closed it. Returned it unopened. Demanded she redo the assignment properly. Instead, I opened to the middle page. Fantasy #11: The Masked Party My heart flipped as I read her fantasies. She might not have been a great biology student, but she was exceptional with details.

With a thud, she dropped to her knees, clutching my legs, sobbing violently. “Zach, please don’t leave me… I’m begging you…” “I’ve lost everything… Lance stole my money and ran.” “My career is ruined… I can’t lose you too…” “Get away!” Sebastian lost his patience. He grabbed her and yanked her back. “Stop acting! It’s absolutely sickening to watch!” He tossed her to the floor, and in an instant, her eyes burned with madness. Suddenly, she began pounding her own stomach in a frenzy.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

Collins’ thick, experienced cock burying itself inside my virgin pussy for the first time, stretching me and claiming me. The fantasy pushed me over the edge, and I came hard, crying out as my walls clenched and fluttered around her fingers, gushing wetness all over her hand. Ria didn’t stop, she kept pumping through my orgasm, drawing it out until my thighs were shaking and I was a panting, dripping mess. But even after the pleasure faded, it wasn’t enough. I needed more. Later that night, after Ria had fallen asleep in her own bed, I lay restless in the guest room. My pussy was still throbbing, aching for something bigger, something real. I couldn’t hold back anymore.