Freaky Stories Novels & Stories

“Tell me how wet you are for your professor. Tell me you want me to keep eating this pussy until you come on my tongue.” “I’m so wet,” I said. The words came out shaky. “I want you to keep going. Please don’t stop. I’m going to come if you keep sucking me like that.” He growled and licked harder. His fingers pumped in and out. The wet sounds filled the quiet office. My legs started shaking harder. I had to bite the inside of my wrist to stay quiet. The pressure built so fast I thought I might fall. When I came it crashed through me in waves. My pussy clenched around his fingers and I moaned into my own arm. He kept licking me through it, slower now, until the shaking stopped.

He chuckled darkly, "Do you think you can handle that much, you don't have enough experience, your pussy is quite... tight "Well do you think I'm that eager to fuck any man I see, Riley rolled her eyes making Jax smirk, "That's right you only like to fuck your stepbrother" He stood up and raised one leg up, "You like it rough right?" Damm! He looks hot and scary at the same time, "Ahh..." his huge cock plunged into my pussy without any warning.

I'm now watching p**n in the bedroom and masturbating. I was so amazed by what I did to Samantha earlier.. Especially the part where her legs were shaking while she was coming out. That's fucking hot. "Frank?" Suddenly someone knocked on the room. I immediately put on my boxers and turned off my laptop. "Frank, son?" I cleared the lump in my throat before speaking. "Come in." The door opened and my Mom entered. "Come on, we're going to watch some horror movie." she said.

Sam said, snapping her gloss shut. "What thing?" Lena asked, keeping her eyes on the road. "The 'I'm just a quiet little mouse' thing. Lena, it’s a party. My parents are in Cabo, Caleb is hosting, and there’s enough liquor in that house to drown a small village. Live a little." "I live," Lena murmured. "I just don't feel like being hungover for Monday morning." "It's Saturday night. Live for tonight, worry about Monday when the sun comes up."

Sophie pov Frank soon realised where my eyes rested, he quickly guided his dick back to his pants. "Don't..." I said before I could stop myself He gave me a look. "I mean, you'll get precum in your trousers. Whatever...". I murmured, turning away. "I'm frustrated,you know?. I haven't landed a large contract in years, even though I work so hard. I know I can't be a proper dad, or even have a house of my own..." Frank trailed when I noticed the bottle of alcohol beside him.

All he knows is that I’m a thirty-two-yearold scientist with a kinky side. The only thing I’ve been honest about is my kink. Through my texts, I’m brave. I write my heart out. I tell him my innermost thoughts and the most depraved of my fantasies. I don’t know if I can be that way in real life.

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

The cap of my dick turned red and fat and before I knew what was happening, my mind emptied as I shot out hot cum… “Fuck! What the hell just happened?!” My eyes were empty and confused and when I looked down, I realised the lady was twitching and thrashing around like there was something about to explode inside her. Curling my lips in a smirk, I suddenly leaned and buried my face between her thighs, my hand holding her thighs down to stop her from moving around, while my tongue gently curled inside her. “Oh my goodness! Ahhh…! Not there…Nghh~”

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

My first orgasm crashed through me, making my walls clench tightly around him as waves of pleasure made me shake consistently. He did not stop. This time he flipped onto my back and drove into me again. This time deeper and hitting the perfect spot with every thrust. Sweat slicked our bodies as he leaned down to kiss me. “Look at me Freya,” he commanded. Our eyes locked and something shifted inside me. He kept fucking me through another orgasm then a third. My body shook uncontrollably. He would whisper dirty promises between his lips. “…going to fill this pussy with my seed and breed you deep till you’re dripping with me.”