Fling Novels & Stories

A sly smile formed on her lips “Darn-tootin’! I rushed my ass right down there to see what was going on for myself, Sebastian was out of his mind, throwing things, yelling at the doctors, demanding they wake you up. It was insane, when he finally realized I was watching his ridiculous spectacle he practically assaulted me, demanded to know who sent you, who your actual parents were, that there was no way a Halfling possessed this much magic.” “I’m sorry… what is a halfling?” She rolled her eyes, “It’s a term we don’t really use because like I said before, you can come from the most powerful witches of the decade and still be a l

By Dumping, getting dumped, Crying, Birthing, Slapping, Killing. And once in a blue moon getting killed.

Breathing faster and faster, Sylvia felt her body soften, without any strength left. Liam grabbed his fully erect penis, and read Sylvia's legs wider, suddenly thrusting inside. "No… it hurts! It hurts… it hurts!" The pain of the first time was like tearing flesh, causing tears to flow non-stop on Sylvia's face. Liam gripped Sylvia's hips, relentlessly moving in and out, breathing faster. He bent his head to suck on Sylvia's nipples, licking them like a satisfied puppy craving forecast milk.

All I could think of was satisfying my desires and getting my much-desired orgasm. He flipped us over and let me come up. I lowered myself down his dick, riding him like a cowgirl. I sank myself down his huge dick, going up and down in a steady rhythm. He groaned in pleasure and flipped us back over, fucking me so hard and fast, giving me a mindblowing orgasm that made me see fucking stars.

"Holy shit, you're a real cumslut, Angel. Wanting both in that one tight hole? Fine, we'll ruin you for good—imagine how wide we'll make you, how you'll never forget this stretch." Ferd added with a wicked grin, "Yeah, the arrogant girl's begging to be double-stuffed. Hold on, slut—this is gonna hurt so good, your pussy's gonna be gaping for days." Lexi lay back on the table, pulling me onto him so his cock slid back into my drenched pussy with a wet squelch. Then Ferd pressed in beside him, the immense pressure burning as two thick shafts forced their way into my tight channel, splitting me open wide with obscene stretching sounds that made my vision blur.

The leather creaked beneath them. “Shit, you feel so good,” she breathed, bracing her hands on the ceiling. “I keep telling myself to stop but I can’t.” Marcus gripped her hips firmly, thrusting up into her deep and steady. “That’s because you’re addicted to me. Just like I’m addicted to you.” The windows fogged completely. The heavy, musky scent of sex filled the small space. Elena rode him harder, the risk making every sensation more intense and electric.

I needed everything. "Why don't we play out all the dirty texts you've been sending me?" Flinn growled against my flesh, straight teeth sinking into the tender skin of my collarbone. I didn't have time to protest before he kicked my legs apart and fell to his knee between my thighs, his muscled thigh pressing into my empty core, making it beautifully ache as it begged for more. "Now what do I do to yo-"

She loved being of mini skirts, maybe that’s a way of allowing admirers see part of what they couldn’t touch. His hand rubbed through her thighs as it made its way inside the space provided by the skirt as the legs were little wider. They didn’t mind about being seen or noticed because the entire room went dark, just the reflection from the screen. The thighs were soft, fine and smooth. His hand lost control and moved straight on as it pulled the undies that seemed to be blocking his way in. As the barrier had be shifted to one side, two of his fingers made their way into the soft pussy of hers. There was almost a quick reaction from her but she controlled it due to the fact that people were

Bending over the bed he opened the lips of her cunt, his mouth watering at the site of that slick pink flesh. "Little breath," he told her. She inhaled. And when she let it out he eased the toy inside her wet passage. Then he picked up the rest of the night's toys from the top of the dresser. He'd found the pair of Florentine floggers in a specialty shop when he'd been out one day and had been saving them for a special occasion. These floggers did not have the same sharp sting as the crop or a regular whip, but their figure eight motion, properly applied, could bring a sub to the brink of orgasm.

“At the count of three, you can begin.” I stood erect and took deep breaths; calculating the exact moment when he would flip. I had to grab him and stab him with the amethyst needle within those few seconds. “One…” “Two…” “Three…” As predicted Yuri lunged at me from the front. I stepped aside and let him pass through. Then he took the much-awaited flip. I jumped into the air grabbed his arm and pierced the amethyst needle right through his upper arm. I held him in a chokehold as we landed on the ground.