Fifty Shades Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Lisa—” “I mean, come on,” she continued, rolling onto her stomach. “You’re staying in his estate, he’s taking care of you, you both had sex, even though you both refuse to talk about it, he personally checks on you—like, what is this? A W*****d fanfic?” I scoffed. “It’s not like that.” Lisa hummed, unconvinced. “Mhm. Right. So if I ask you what happened recently, you’d say…?”

MADDISON POV I tug my skirt a little higher on my thighs and bite the inside of my lip, trying to keep my face neutral while heat creeps up my neck. A new chapter of Sinful Fantasies just dropped an hour ago and… fuck, I’m already lost in it. “Ahhh… yes Daddy! Pound that sloppy cunt,” Mandy begged while Norman pinned her wrists above her head, his other hand choking her as he drilled into her so hard the headboard cracked.

“To the gentleman for fifty million dollars!” “Did he just say fifty million?” one man whispered, leaning closer to his friend. His friend stared at the stage, eyes wide. “My Alpha spent six months begging for a meeting with that man. He never showed. Never even acknowledged it. And now he's here... for her? An ex-Luna?” The second man slowly shook his head. “No man drops fifty million on a stranger.” “So what are you thinking… His mistress?” The other man glanced back toward the VIP. “Either that… or something a lot more complicated.”

But I guess it's my fate, I would be admitted into the university this year, and I guess meeting Mr grumpy would be fatal, the devil doesn't bargain anyway, it's a losing game, after all, a mafia won't have a use for me. Maybe my fairy god mother decided to make one of my silly wishes come through, and she chose the silliest, maybe this might be the hottest guy I ever set my eyes upon, he ends up being unreachable. I laid my back on the bed in defeat I can only imagine. My imagination has worked for me for ages now, i pictured a scene in my head, the perfect fifty shades scene, one of my R18 novels, taken from Kate's house, it disrupted my sexual fantasy, though I am stuck in my little house

Well i wouldn't blame her. She literally got together with Pierce to make Dexter Jealous. He put his all into the relaionship but i really can't say say same for Stacy. I guess like Stacy right now, Pierce was too blind to see that Anna was using him to get to Dexter. Where everything ended for Pierce was The bet. "Hey you are staring"? He says with a frown on his face. I chuckle. "I'm sorry". "A dollar for your thoughts"? He says bringing out a dollar from his pocket.

“That’s was I thought. I’m not sure of the full story but I think she was a fling and she got too attached or something. Anyways, things got sort of messy when Felix showed up. She demanded an apology from him before she unlocked the door. He refused to give her an apology. Then, he broke the door down. They had this long argument and Sapphire was ranting about how Felix cost her a job at Fantasies…” Isabel looked up from administering a shot of insulin. “Wait. Sapphire said she was from Fantasies?” “Yeah. Is that supposed to mean something?” “Fantasies are like this super elite at-home prostitution. Guys get to pick and choose the specific qualities and outfits that they want in a girl and

I’d deleted the account ages back. Or hadn’t I? I couldn’t remember. “How the hell–” “Doesn’t matter anyway,” she gave a smug grin, satisfied with the reaction she’d gotten from me. She sat up, the sheets pooling down to her waist, revealing her bare tits which were still flushed from earlier. “I’ve fantasized about it. About you tying me up and hurting me just enough, making me scream your name in tears as you make me come so hard I forget your name.” I stared at her. Twenty one today. Spencer’s little girl and she was already asking for the side of me I’d buried because it was too dark, too risky, way too much to explain to anyone; especially not the daughter of my best friend.

“Including the darkest one. The non-con fantasy where I chase you… catch you… and force my cock into my own daughter-in-law while she begs her father-in-law to stop.” My thighs pressed together instinctively. My clit throbbed painfully at his words. That particular fantasy had always been my most shameful—the one I wrote at nineteen with trembling fingers and a soaked pussy, imagining Victor as my forbidden father-in-law taking me against my will. Victor’s piercing green eyes darkened as he read the raw need flickering across my flushed face.

She could feel the anger building within her. She studied Fane and suddenly thought of something. “You’re such a pervert! You want to bring me to a hotel, don’t you? I’m telling you; the episode just now was a ploy, I couldn’t think of anything better. If you really want me to give my body to you, dream on! I’m not that kind of woman!” Shirley huffed, staring at Fane fiercely. “Heh? Not that kind of woman? Then why did you pretend to be my girlfriend?”

Leah was watching my face, smirking as my legs trembled. “You’re so fucking tight,” Daniel growled in my ear, fucking me with two fingers now. “You’re gonna squeeze my cock like a vice when it’s time.” I whimpered, arching. “Please…” “Please what?” “Don’t stop. I’m— I’m gonna— fuck—!” Leah sucked my clit between her lips and Daniel curled his fingers. I shattered.