Forced Lemon Novels & Stories

Yet, Frederick had effortlessly defeated Bolt. "This must be a dream! It has to be a dream! I need to wake up! Wake up to reality!" Leo madly slapped his own face, refusing to stop even as his skin cracked and bled.

I say and he laughs softly. “I think it’s the lemons, they have to be artificially modified, steroid filled lemons.” He says and I nod laughing. “It definitely has to be the steroids.” I say taking another sip, this time I don’t go all in. he’s watching me, I feel awkward gulping the lemonade with his eyes on me like this. “Yey! We’re having lemonade.” Kelly says from a few tables from ours. She smiles at me when I turn and look at her.

Seeing that she did not move, Fremingo leaned into the carriage and looked at her again with deep eyes. Yuri was more upset, reluctantly moved in and let him sit in. "The cream in cream soup uses lemon juice to remove the smell, not white vinegar!" Yuri was unhappy. By implication, who is jealous? Fremingo smiled low for two times. Looking at her angry appearance, he actually felt she was a little cute. He really wanted to rub her into his arms Yuri: "..." Fremingo explained, "I'm not interested in her. I saw her because of her medical skills..."

She learned everything that she knew about fashion from her homosexual best friend. When someone would make disparaging remarks about how she looked, Felix would be at his most violent. He fought for her more then he fought for himself. She had spent her life watching Momma fight, and now she was watching Felix do it and that seemed to squash the fight right out of her. She wouldn't let anyone put their hands on her, but insults were things that she pretended not to hear. Juicy just held it all in until she felt like her heart would explode out of her chest in rage.

The duo huddled together for warmth in the cosy sofa. Miriam was quite tipsy from the shots of whisky and cigarettes as she curled up in Ben's arms. She felt a rage of emotional turbulence brewing within her while she struggled to free herself from the impact of the day's mix of events. Slowly, she removed herself from Ben's arms and staggered to her feet--still feeling the impact of alcohol. Ben followed suit hoping to steady her as she made to move away from the sofa. He grabbed her hips from behind and pressed his body against hers.

The middle-aged woman seemed to understand Olivia's sign and immediately took the lemonade she had prepared in the refrigerator. Margareth poured lemonade into Andrew's glass. And gave plain water to Olivia's glass. "You also prepared this? It must be very refreshing," said Andrew, who was now gulping down the glass of lemonade just like that. Olivia was now smiling as Margareth poured the lemonade back into Andrew's glass. "Does the drink taste good?" Olivia asked carefully. Andrew just nodded slowly then, the man immediately finished the rest of the meatloaf that was on the plate.

Jerk. I scanned my eyes around the huge lawn and noticed that there was a huge table of food and drinks near the fountain. It wasn’t long before people started arriving and soon enough, the whole lawn was packed with people and I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable as I tried to catch sight of my parents, who were still absent tonight.

The guy continued cutting her off and taking some steps forward, making her step back. Another guy with a shaved side of the head with piercings on his face and ears walked from behind and bumped into her, making her tremble and fall to the ground. Her lunch bag rolled as she scraped her elbow. "Oh, I didn't see you there, I'm sorry." He mimicked Areny, his hands in his pockets and they burst into laughter. The guy with the unbuttoned shirt picked up her bag and opened it, finding the water flask her mother packed in the lunch bag. And his face turns into a smug smile as he opens it and passes her vacuum flask to the Boba girl.

I made a disgusting face when the smell hit me. “What’s the name of this drink?” I asked Leo. “Oh, it’s Leo’s special drink,” she raised my brow high in confusion. “It’s just different types of alcohol mixed together, it hits stronger, drink up,” She urged. I spotted Finny and her friends laughing at me, so I took a sip. I wanted to spit it out and it burned my throat as I forced it down my throat. I didn't know why I did that to prove a point to them.

“Being fucked like you deserve. You’re mine to use, kitten. Mine.” One hand slid up to wrap around her throat, and he squeezed just enough to make her vision blur at the edges, the choke amplifying every thrust. She nodded frantically. “Ffffuuccckkk…y..yesss…ohmyggoodddd.” Tears pricked her eyes from the intensity as her orgasm built fast under the onslaught. He released her throat only to slap her ass sharply, the sting blooming red as he drove deeper, angling to hit that spot inside her that made stars explode behind her eyelids.